Thursday, August 6, 2009
BOND : 08.01 : The Aftermath
First of all... what everyone is waiting for I'm sure...
HOW MUCH MONEY DID THE BOND COMMUNITY RAISE FOR THE CRYPT?!
Because of the delightfully generous donations, you mother fuckers raised ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT DOLLARS AND SOME CHANGE! ($$$108.xx). I'm not going to lie, I wasn't expecting much of jack shit, but I guess I grossly underestimated the kindness and caring of our little group. You all touched my heart, and the hearts of the Crypts inhabitants; Jeff and Desiree were totally blown away. I won't make it a habit of asking from you my dears.
Shit went off without a hitch. Before we started, two residents walked up to us saying "what the fuck is going on". I told em to stick around for the rules... they did, and then they actually fucking played! Not only that, but they fucking LOVED IT! They thanked me(us) for welcoming them to the game. I'm sure they'll be back.
I was going to try and go for a couple of geocaches on the map (If you don't know what it is, look it up. You might need to know this one day), but decided against it with the advice of David Ra. Lucky I listened. On the way to the end, I was brutally stabbed in the left eye by a yucca tree, then later threw my back out landing on the hose faucet outside a house. This turned it on and filled my asshole with a gallon of water. Shit sucked. But I made it... barely with only 2 minutes to spare.
Before the game I planted a case of water at both end points for everyone. This seemed to be well received. But the shit ran out fast. I can't remember who it was, but someone else bought an extra case for everyone. It was quite nice. As everyone left to regroup at map 2, the place looked like a shithole. I don't think a single person put their water bottle trash where it belonged. I asked a few kids to help clean it up, and everyone did without a peep. It was rad. Thanks again.
But seriously... PICK UP AFTER YOURSELVES GUYS! The better we are to the community, the more welcome we will be to keep doing this.
... was a shit storm! I was out for blood, and ready to fuck everyone at the overpass. But when I got there, just too many goddamned people were being tagged. It was like shooting unarmed civilians or something. There just wasn't any sport to it. Too many people underestimated how important it was to get past the overpass quickly. Its the goddamned maps name! CMON PEOPLE! We snagged at least one guy who put up a really good fight, but so many others WOULD have been busted so early, we decided to let them go untagged. I hope they didn't squander their second chance on life...
Everything else is a blur, until the end. With only 10 minutes to go, we were shut down by the police. Honestly, I don't know what happened. We've played this map several times before, but this time was different. The residents were out in force, they were out for blood. I was brutally screamed at by an elderly woman. I thought she might kill me.
Everyone did the right thing. All the cars parked, everyone walked slowly and quietly to the end point, and everyone kept their voices down. When the officer in charge addressed the crowd and asked everyone to quiet down... EVERYONE actually sat down and shut up. He was floored.
"Wait a minute, you guys actually listened?" he chuckled, "Wow, thats a first".
Thanks for heeding my advice guys and gals. You really made a solid impact on the MVPD that night. In his address, the officer didn't even tell us we couldn't do this anymore. "Think about what you're doing next time ok guys?" He said. Awesome.
At LEAST 6 squadcars rolled out in force, ready to kick the shit out of us. But everyone was really cool about it once they realized what we we're doing. We applauded his address, and as everyone headed off to regroup/end the evening, I stuck around and chatted with him for a few minutes. He spoke of how highly organized, and ultimately respectful everyone was when it came down to it. I take both statements with the highest regard, and so should all of you. We also talked about CRANK MOB, and how those guys have turned into real pieces of shit. For a moment, I worried this too could be the future of BOND. We cant let that happen...
I can't remember the officers name, I'd like to give him a personal shout out and mad props for being cool. Like I've said in my earlier posts, I really gotta hand it to the MVPD. Dudes are cool as fuck. We left him a business card, and a map as a souvenir. All I can say is... "Code 4, hide and seek only."
As I left for the night, we trailed behind a couple of frustrated middle aged residents. Without a whisper on our part, the lady turned around and scowled, "We dont want you back here..." I apologized for disturbing her and was on my way. Little does she know that a good chunk of the players LIVE in the fucking neighborhood.
Getting everyone home was a shitstorm, most everyone disappeared before we could get enough cars to drive everyone where they needed to go. I hope (and assume) everyone got back safe.
Our final unconfirmed headcount was 72, but it may have been more. It was the second highest, if not THE highest turnout we've had. Which is great, but I think also contributed to us getting shut down. When half the crew had never played before, something is bound to go wrong.
I heard rumors of people trying to hop fences, and also not speaking to residents as they stared out their front doors at people laying next to their parked car, and when the alarm went off, they took off running instead of explaining what was going on. These are the things that get us fucked with.
And also, I must admit that I was driving pretty aggressively. I probably need to tone it down a little bit with the spinouts and squealing tires. For my part, I am sorry. Its really hard not to get caught up in the moment.
COURTESY TO THE RESIDENTS. This should be held with the highest regard.
Anyways, thanks to all the people who did it right. And if everyone did it right, then it just wasn't our night. But I've had worse.
108 bucks. Fucking awesome.