Figgy’s Reviews > The Electric State > Status Update
Figgy
is on page 24 of 144
Afterward, I was curled up on the ground and saw the pink chunks spread across the flagstones around me, and before Fort Hull's alarm system started blaring I had the time to think: That's it, right there! The recipe for béchamel sauce. But even if I did my utmost to scoop up the pieces and put them back in the pit that used to be Max's skull, his recipe would still be lost.
— Mar 13, 2026 10:30PM
1 like · Like flag
Figgy’s Previous Updates
Figgy
is on page 24 of 144
Max's lasagna existed in the intricate way those pink chunks had been assembled, just like love and hate and anxiety and creativity and art and law and order. Everything that makes us humans something more than elongated chimpanzees. There it was, spilled across the flagstones, and no technology known to man could ever put it back together. It was incredible.
— Mar 13, 2026 10:33PM
Figgy
is on page 24 of 144
I saw a guy get shot during the war. He was named Max, and we were smoking on the terrace behind the B pavilion at Fort Hull, talking about lasagna. Max loved lasagna, and when the bullet hit he was in the middle of a recipe for béchamel sauce.
— Mar 13, 2026 10:08PM
Figgy
is on page 20 of 144
The car moved through the pitch-black desert like a submarine in a deep-sea trench.
— Mar 13, 2026 10:01PM
Figgy
is on page 16 of 144
When we fell asleep, the car was engulfed by howling darkness. It rocked in the wind, and I dreamed I slept inside the belly of a giant.
— Mar 11, 2026 05:26PM
Figgy
is on page 3 of 144
The collateral damage was of two kinds: the civilians unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire, and the children of the federal pilots, who, as a concession to the godheads of defense technology, were all stillborn.
— Mar 11, 2026 05:01PM
