1ST JEER [text]

[deudly]

HEY.
HEY.
THE FUCK IS THIS? THE FUCK WAS ALL THAT?
WHAT IS ALL THIS BULLSHIT ABOUT HOUSES. AND GODS. AND OTHER BORING BULLSHIT. WHO CARES?
THAT BITCH PRATTLED ON. FOR SO LONG. I THOUGHT I WOULD DIE. OF BOREDOM. SO I STOPPED LISTENING AFTER A WHILE.
HEY. HEY.
HEY!!
I WANT ANSWERS.
DON'T THINK I WON'T KEEP DOING THIS. UNTIL YOU GIVE THEM TO ME. GUY BEHIND THE COMPUTER.
NOT THAT THIS IS A COMPUTER. IT'S MORE LIKE A SHITTY BRACELET.
BUT WHO CARES I KNOW YOU ARE OUT THERE.
I AM HOLDING YOU AT RANSOM. UNTIL YOU ANSWER ME. I WILL KEEP THIS UP UNTIL YOU DO.
ALSO. BEFORE I FORGET. WHERE ARE MY GIANT OGRES?
I SWEAR IF YOU DID ANYTHING TO MY OGRES. I WILL KILL YOU.
......
CAN I AT LEAST HAVE MAROON-STRIPE HAT BACK?
I SERIOUSLY JUST GOT HIM AND I MISS HIM ALREADY.
WHAT A PAL.
HE LET ME RIDE ON HIS SHOULDER. AND PUNCHED SOME WEIRD HUMAN SO HARD. HE RIPPED A HOLE IN THE UNIVERSE.
IT WAS GREAT.
MAROON-STRIPE? WHERE ARE YOU??
DAMMIT SOMEONE ANSWER ME!!!
I AM NOT SHUTTING UP UNTIL YOU DO.

[Don't tempt him, he is more than willing to be the biggest petulant brat in all of the universes until he gets his way.]

[ooc: An opt out post if anyone decides that they really REALLY don't want me to tag them with Caliborn. It won't get better from here folks.]

Comments

[Text]

[comeonthensexy]

The definition of "person" isn't that simple. They're people, they're Asgardians, it doesn't matter if a lot of them lack the life they used to have. That's not their fault. They're not disposable.

[Text]

[deudly]

OF COURSE IT'S SIMPLE.
SEE. LOOK.
YOU. ARE PEOPLE.
I TOO. AM PEOPLE.
DOLLS WHO CAN ONLY SAY WHAT THEY ARE TOLD TO SAY? NOT PEOPLE.
YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT THIS TOO DEEPLY.

[Text]

[comeonthensexy]

You're thinking about it too shallowly. You can't think about life too deeply.

[Text]

[deudly]

YOU CAN THINK ABOUT IT TOO DEEPLY.
FOR INSTANCE.
YOU'RE DOING IT RIGHT NOW.
IT DOESN'T MATTER IF SHE WAS A PERSON. OR IS NOW A DOLL.
WHAT MATTERS. IS THAT SHE'S USELESS.
NOW ENOUGH OF THIS TALK ABOUT DOLLS.
YOU STILL NEED TO ANSWER MY QUESTIONS.

[Text]

[comeonthensexy]

[ This is making him think of the Dalek, and it's disgusting. ]

I don't think so. I don't need to do anything.

[Text]

[deudly]

OK. LOOK. I'LL MAKE YOU A DEAL.
TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO KNOW. AND I WILL ACCEPT THAT GIRL IS NOT A DOLL. AND JUST A BROKEN PERSON. OK?

[Text]

[comeonthensexy]

Will you really?

[Text]

[deudly]

YEAH. SURE.


[No.]

[Text]

[comeonthensexy]

It doesn't work that way, either. That won't change your mind.

[Text]

[deudly]

OH COME ON.
WHO KNOWS?
MAYBE YOU MIGHT GET LUCKY. AND CHANGE MY WAYS.
I MEAN. EVER SINCE I COULD REMEMBER. I WAS AN EVIL PIECE OF SHIT ASSHOLE.
BUT WHO KNOWS?
MAYBE I CAN CHANGE. FOR THE BETTER.
IF THE "BETTER" IN THIS SITUATION. IS MY FUCKING SISTER.

[Wow he hates saying all this shit.]

[Text]

[comeonthensexy]

I'd say it most certainly is.

Maybe if you show it in the near future, I'll tell you. Otherwise you'll have to find someone else to answer your questions. You don't need to bother with me, and I won't need to bother with you.