JACK NOIR ==> [VIDEO] sixty seven
[Jack punches the faciliberry on. Wow he is looking the opposite of good today, as usual. After four days of this bullshit, the combined efforts of spacepowers abuse and excessive drinking has forced him to remove his ring. He's also bleeding a lot from the neck, not that it bothers him as much as not getting any fucking sleep.
This was supposed to be private, but he's way too fucking tired to pay attention to that shit.]
Alright, you orange fuck, listen up for five goddamn minutes here-- and before I even START with this shit, let's get one thing straight! I fucking hate your stupid sprite-y guts. You are so fucking insufferable oh my god. Lay the fuck off every now and then. It's like you're in asshole mode all the fucking time and you can't even turn it off, I haven't even done anything to you here!
Anyway, despite the fact that I hate your shit, I'm actually here to apologize. 'Cause I guess... [wince honesty, he rubs his neck] I guess I was also kind of a huge ass back there. I shouldn't've said that shit to you, about you not being the "real Dave" or whatever it was. Hell, it's not like that even fucking means anything at this point. Everyone here's basically a clone from a doomed timeline so join the fucking party! I'd bet my last fucking boondollar that no one actually gives a shit around here.
I fucked everything up pretty bad. I blew up half the damn session, I killed all of you at least once, I killed your brother... so, fuck. You've got a right to hate me back. You've got more of a right than I do. I can't just go back and fix everything, I can't bring your brother back or unbreak Dave's legs or undo any of the stupid, dumb shit I've done with my life, and I can't make it up to you, either. I can't do a damn thing about any of it.
So I'm sorry. It doesn't fucking mean anything, but I'm sorry anyway. And I'm sorry about being an ass and trying to make you fight me, too. It won't happen again.
I don't care what you do, I'm not your fucking guardian and neither is Dave, so do whatever the hell you want. I'm not gonna bother you anymore.
That's it.
[he fumbles with the device again to shut it off, still totally oblivious to the fact that... all of that was actually public.]
This was supposed to be private, but he's way too fucking tired to pay attention to that shit.]
Alright, you orange fuck, listen up for five goddamn minutes here-- and before I even START with this shit, let's get one thing straight! I fucking hate your stupid sprite-y guts. You are so fucking insufferable oh my god. Lay the fuck off every now and then. It's like you're in asshole mode all the fucking time and you can't even turn it off, I haven't even done anything to you here!
Anyway, despite the fact that I hate your shit, I'm actually here to apologize. 'Cause I guess... [wince honesty, he rubs his neck] I guess I was also kind of a huge ass back there. I shouldn't've said that shit to you, about you not being the "real Dave" or whatever it was. Hell, it's not like that even fucking means anything at this point. Everyone here's basically a clone from a doomed timeline so join the fucking party! I'd bet my last fucking boondollar that no one actually gives a shit around here.
I fucked everything up pretty bad. I blew up half the damn session, I killed all of you at least once, I killed your brother... so, fuck. You've got a right to hate me back. You've got more of a right than I do. I can't just go back and fix everything, I can't bring your brother back or unbreak Dave's legs or undo any of the stupid, dumb shit I've done with my life, and I can't make it up to you, either. I can't do a damn thing about any of it.
So I'm sorry. It doesn't fucking mean anything, but I'm sorry anyway. And I'm sorry about being an ass and trying to make you fight me, too. It won't happen again.
I don't care what you do, I'm not your fucking guardian and neither is Dave, so do whatever the hell you want. I'm not gonna bother you anymore.
That's it.
[he fumbles with the device again to shut it off, still totally oblivious to the fact that... all of that was actually public.]