[The view is shaky when the berry turns on. A single light illuminates the room, and it casts a sickly glow on Droog's face. But there's something... off about the Dersite. He has on a huge, uncharacteristic grin, his suit is rumpled, tie loosed. Above all, though, he has a ridiculous, sparkly black top hat that's tilted to the side. He giggles and sweeps the hat off, bowing. Behind him, a figure just outside the light stirs.]
Ladies and not-so-gentlemen! Brats and bitches! Come one and all! I am your entertainment tonight -- the one, the only Diamonds Droog! Maybe you've heard of me. Maybe you haven't. But that doesn't matter. All that matters is that you morons know the guy in charge: me. Oh, and you all better learn it quickly, or you'll end up like the asswipe behind me. Right, Droogy?
[Evil!Droog turns on a lamp, revealing the real Droog tied to a chair, a part of his carapace head bashed in and plenty of blood, fresh and dried, covering him. His remaining arm is twisted, with splintered bone sticking out. Droog lifts his head, narrows his eyes. His voice is raspy, barely audible.]
Fuck you--
[Whap! Evil!Droog cracks his cane over his original's head and smirks as he goes limp.]
You know what I hate? Assholes who're full of hot air. Despite all his bragging about his "foresight" he forgot to watch his own back. Ha! What a joke!
But don't think of me as a cold, heartless murderer. No, no, no. I'm a real nice guy, and I'll prove it to you. Let's play a game. You like games, don't you, Facility? Because I do. Especially treasure hunts. You might've noticed that my friend here is missing a few parts. Just an arm and leg. I've hidden them around the place. First one to find them gets a special prize~
[Evil!Droog giggles.] A very, very special prize.
[The feed cuts.]
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