Santana Lopez (
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asgardeventide2013-10-25 12:26 pm
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All right, so I was planning a much more exciting introduction to the wonder of Santana Lopez, but instead, you're gonna have to deal with this because, OK, I've only been here for ... not very long, and do people just have this weird compulsion to keep killing each other? I mean, if we're supposed to buy this whole "God Thing" -- and trust me, I'm not sure I do -- aren't we supposed to also expect them to stop murders and crap?
Come on already, if you've really got the need to keep murdering people, can you stop broadcasting it to everyone? And if you find a dead body, why do you have to make sure everyone knows? Apparently it's commonplace.
Because seriously, I didn't exactly choose to come here, and now people are forcing me to give a damn about a bunch of people who have died.
[The truth is that she's scared. But Santana Lopez is not going to admit to that.]
And you know what the solution to that is? People not dying.
So get on it. Gods or ... whoever. Or be like real murderers and make sure that no one finds out.
Oh, and give me my damn voice back already because if I've gotta take up being a mime for the rest of my life—well, let's be fair. If people have to look at me, they won't mind, but I don't want to deprive the world of the rest of what makes me awesome.
Come on already, if you've really got the need to keep murdering people, can you stop broadcasting it to everyone? And if you find a dead body, why do you have to make sure everyone knows? Apparently it's commonplace.
Because seriously, I didn't exactly choose to come here, and now people are forcing me to give a damn about a bunch of people who have died.
[The truth is that she's scared. But Santana Lopez is not going to admit to that.]
And you know what the solution to that is? People not dying.
So get on it. Gods or ... whoever. Or be like real murderers and make sure that no one finds out.
Oh, and give me my damn voice back already because if I've gotta take up being a mime for the rest of my life—well, let's be fair. If people have to look at me, they won't mind, but I don't want to deprive the world of the rest of what makes me awesome.
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