the single can of beans is still the best loot anyone ever left us
the kid on voice was giong on about a dog and everyone just stopped shooting
commander just gave up for me too
commander just gave up for me too
Reading this at 1am when the house actually feels quiet. The bus with no windscreen still means more to me than any of the vehicles people hid and lost. It made it back and nobody could expalin why it mattered. I wasn't there for the AS50, just heard about it after, but it's still the clearest thing I remember from that summer. The dog on voice and everyone going siletn is the same kind of moment. It didn't matter what the kid was saying. It mattered that for a few seconds nobody fired. The beans thing is right.
commander just gave up for me too
that shoreline night when everyone just handed beans out and nobody shot was the one time it all felt simple. the dog story reads the same way to me, just people litsening instead of grabbing. hard to put it down properly at half four in the morning.
commander just gave up for me too
Rain's been hitting the window all night and I keep reading this thread thinking about the fifty nights, evne though I wasn't part of it. I only heard about it after. Green Mountain is the same. I joined a few weeks after it happened, so it was already a story by the time I knew anyone, and I've heard it told enough that I feel like I was there. But I wasn't. The dog story is in that group. Nobody needed to know if the dog was real. It was enough that nobody fired.
commander just gave up for me too
mox, I know exaclty what you mean about being there through the retelling. i was actually on Green Mountain and I sitll half-remember it as something I was told about later; the only concrete thing I can pull back is the radio tower humming and nobody saying a word. and the beans I was absolutely there for, and I think I spent the next hour refusing to touch them because I thought it was a trap. sorry for how I posted back then, by the way.
commander just gave up for me too
harrison, you do not need to apologise for that, we were all rough back then. the crossroads man never said one word in all thsoe weeks and we stil waved at him every time. the dog story reads the same to me.