Sunday disposal
Tonight, round up some friends to help you dispose of something.
Please remember to use the RP tag in addition to your own journal tag.
"I'm going to need more than just shredders to do this."
Mark stared helplessly at the huge piles of propaganda that had somehow gotten delivered to his office. He was pretty sure there had to be some mistake, but the mailman insisted otherwise. "Didn't know you were in the struggle, Sir," he had said before zipping off on his motorcycle.
The young engineer groaned as he looked at the seditious fliers next to him. If he didn't get rid of these, the police were certainly going to detain him on a charge of inciting to rebellion. He shivered as he recalled what had happened the last time any friend of his had been in prison; till now the person concerned was quite scarred and jumpy.
He looked at the materials he had on hand. A single shredder, a lighter....and no garbage bags to put it all in. Terrified, he locked his office door and headed out to get help.
Please remember to use the RP tag in addition to your own journal tag.
"I'm going to need more than just shredders to do this."
Mark stared helplessly at the huge piles of propaganda that had somehow gotten delivered to his office. He was pretty sure there had to be some mistake, but the mailman insisted otherwise. "Didn't know you were in the struggle, Sir," he had said before zipping off on his motorcycle.
The young engineer groaned as he looked at the seditious fliers next to him. If he didn't get rid of these, the police were certainly going to detain him on a charge of inciting to rebellion. He shivered as he recalled what had happened the last time any friend of his had been in prison; till now the person concerned was quite scarred and jumpy.
He looked at the materials he had on hand. A single shredder, a lighter....and no garbage bags to put it all in. Terrified, he locked his office door and headed out to get help.