#being destructive

[chippersweetbaby]

An unexpected high point for me in this game has been coming upon large quantities of boxes, blue plastic bins, or chairs I can fucking obliterate like a lunatic for no real reason. I just can’t resist. It’s so damn satisfying. Look at my beautiful work. Bet fucking Shinra didn’t expect this sort of chaos. I’m really showin’ ‘em.

[clatterbane]

I got grouchier about the largish group of loud drunk people loitering and breaking bottles and stuff out there a while ago, because this is our front wall now.

(With a bonus chunk knocked out of the the back wall along a quieter side street, in the last shot. The front gets the worst, facing a busy street.)

Somebody knocked about the top half of it over along most of the length, one night this past week. That must have taken some effort, but looks like they were determined!

A few years back, part of the front wall got knocked down already by Drunken Sledgehammer Dude in the middle of the night. Which we even figured out, because Mr. C saw him going after a neighbor’s wall. (On the plus side this time: the property management company is supposed to get it fixed now, though we’re on the hook for half the bill.)

Somebody busted our front picture window last summer. We had an extended problem with assholes dumping stuff into our garden. Then somebody decided to light the dumped bags of garden debris and a newly added freaking mattress on fire–because of course they would. Hello fire brigade!

I think that was last summer too. Thankfully more rubbish hasn’t shown back up after the scorched shit got hauled away. *fingers crossed* Though I have no clue where that traffic cone came from.

Just seems like it’s always something. And I’m just getting really tired of living here, in a lot of ways.

[lokiafterdark]

Yes, Hulk. Let's talk about being destructive...

[deeptrancebeats]

CAKE AND PIPE BOMBS AWE YIIS.

THIS MUST OCCUR. YES.