Stream of consciousness

[Lseadragon]

This is part of a plan for a story I'm writing for school. I felt it had merit to post on its own. So yes, it does actually mean something. Not much though. Probably makes more sense in the story's context. Gotta think. There's a leka in the boiler room. What's a leka. The electrical fences are humming. Pools of water scattered around to extract the gold through electrolysis. Who are they for. They're not for us. Musical sculptures on the airships. We're taking an airship out of here. Steam windmills. Extracting water; do you use bore water to drink or for gold? Water doesn't come too easily around here. It's dry. We'll need to find a better solution. Pig organs. Where are you getting the pigs from? Importing them? What a waste. Maybe you can sell the flesh too. Heheheh. You can sell human organs if you replace them with pig ones. Now that could fetch something of a price in transplants. Oh this'll make good money. Be a butcher and a surgeon. Sell tenderloin. What what what. Who's a prostitute. Natives. Soldiers. Fucking a native what a different experience. People pay good money for that. The Chinese come and bring opium. Drug natives. Enslave, take em back to China. Isn't life wonderful. Yes. Soldiers soldiers soldiers. I'm a soldier. We're a soldier. Take 'em apart and watch all the cogs spring out of the clock. Boom bing boozle. That's what happens when you don't enforce it. Keep those cogs in line or they'll spin their own way and you'll never get the time, never get the time. We're never going to escape, are we Captain. No Billy, not unless we do everything absolutely perfect. It's hard Billy, and I know this, but we'll never escape otherwise. Oh no. Oh no. Freaking out. What the fuck have they done to me, ma. Where's my leg. Any red blooded man would have done the same. Any red blooded man would have done the same. You know this ma. She drugged me. They drugged me. I think you drugged yourself, son. Don't go blaming the cocaine on others. Hmm. It's your own damn fault. Blame the hooker. Blame the hookah. What what what. Fight fight fight. We want your gold. We want your bore water. Actually, we just want our land back. Give our land back. COMMUNICATION BREAKDOWN, IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME. Get up and go, get the eggs. Henhouse, foxes, kill the kangaroos. Rah rah rah. Fight fight fight. Kill the bastards. Don't kill them, you'll get written up. Tasers, muskets, bayonets. All the same. Shit, what'd we just do. I dunno, Billy. What DID we just do? Who wants ice cream! All vapid golden demise with hair a lot like yours! Wow, they're just like us. Shantytown, shantytown. Paging Captain Syuss. Paging Captain Syuss. Your flight is now boarding. Please prepare to leave. Paging Captain Syuss. Paging Captain Syuss. Your flight is now closing. Paging Captain Syuss. PAGING CAPTAIN SYUSS, GET ON BOARD YOU FUCKER. He's gone, let him go. Fuck fuck fuck, where are all my men. Great, I've got an idea of what I'm doing here. It's all ruined. All ruined. All ruined. Shantytown slantytown. Fourth floor on the left, fourth door on the left. Gaslamp. Gaslight. We've already heard this, we've already read this. INFORMATION. WHERE'S YOUR INFORMATION, CAPTAIN SYUSS. I blame Al. I don't blame you, Billy. Billy, it's not your fault. But Captain! It's not. Get back in your crib. ASSAULT ON THE FOURTH FLOOR BABY CRIB. PEDOPHILIA. OPIUM DEN. Where the fuck are these butchers. That butcher. YOU FUCKING BUTCHER YOU KILLED ALL MY MEN. Okay, it's time to go. Bust some heads, Billy. BUST SOME GODDAMN HEADS. Let's build a pussy. Hey, they're making cats out of my men. Hey, they're making woman out of my men. Those bastards. What if they want to be like that? Nobody wants to be like that. Stop lying. Pig organs. Pig organs. Orgasm for half an hour. Yes yes yes. We'll be out of here by sunrise.

[Abra]

Reverberation of words to portray the reverberation of dark history (even if you say it's part of a separate story). So, of course I like it. :}