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[Biff is sitting in the greenhouse. He's a bit red about the eyes, like he may have been crying a little. But that's just silly. It's Biff, after all.
In any case, he's smiling right now.]
I've spent a lot of time here trying to explain to others why I love like I do. Not sex. I don't mean sex, though I enjoy that, too. Sex is wonderful. And pizza. Bacon. Coffee. Those are little things that make life worth living. I'm talking about love, though: for friends, for family, for lovers. You know. The brotherly kind of love. Loving is easy. The Beatles really know what they're talking about. It's all you need.
[For a moment, he looks like he might sing, then grins. 'Gotcha.' Not going to subject Rassilon to that again.]
People here are so unwilling to trust, to give their hearts, when really, it's so simple.
[Biff gives a self-deprecating sigh and bows his head slightly. With a funny sort of smile, he goes on:]
I've never been very good at writing speeches. It took all fourteen of us to write the Beatitudes, and my biggest contribution was to stop Joshua from adding "Blessed are the dumbfucks, for they shall never be disappointed." Knowing what I know now, we should have left that part in. It could have gone viral. T-shirts. Bumper stickers. A whole ad campaign directed towards the dumbfuck demographic.
[Jazz hands.]
[With a soft laugh, he nods to himself, then goes on in the same calm tone:]
So I'll just say this:
My best friend died out of love of all mankind. You should all live for it.
Live for love.
[He pauses to let that sink in, then continues in a lighter, happier tone:]
I don't think I'll say anything else, because I wouldn't want to sound like a fuckstick as I make my grand exit.
Just this: To those I have known, I will miss you. To those I haven't, I will regret not knowing you.
[He furrows his brow thoughtfully, then mutters to himself in amusement:]
...If my life were a movie, there would be a montage right now. Journey's Don't Stop Believing would play over it. I'm a Journey kind of guy.
[With that, he smiles broadly and cuts the feed.]
[Warden Filter]
Someone new will have to supervise the greenhouses, I'm afraid. I'm going home now.
It has been a pleasure to be here with all of you.
[Friends Filter]
I will be here until Thursday. I wouldn't want to miss just one more slice of Parker's bacon pizza.
[Private to Persephone]
Love well, Persephone.
[Private to Molly]
I have had fun with you, and I have loved you. You will always have a piece of my heart, Molly Carpenter.
[Written to Joshua]
I'm going home. Maybe Maggie misses me. Maybe she doesn't. But I'm going to go be with her, anyway.
I miss you both every day.
I hope I see you again.
[OOC: Per this thread, Biff's done his job and is going home. :) ]
In any case, he's smiling right now.]
I've spent a lot of time here trying to explain to others why I love like I do. Not sex. I don't mean sex, though I enjoy that, too. Sex is wonderful. And pizza. Bacon. Coffee. Those are little things that make life worth living. I'm talking about love, though: for friends, for family, for lovers. You know. The brotherly kind of love. Loving is easy. The Beatles really know what they're talking about. It's all you need.
[For a moment, he looks like he might sing, then grins. 'Gotcha.' Not going to subject Rassilon to that again.]
People here are so unwilling to trust, to give their hearts, when really, it's so simple.
[Biff gives a self-deprecating sigh and bows his head slightly. With a funny sort of smile, he goes on:]
I've never been very good at writing speeches. It took all fourteen of us to write the Beatitudes, and my biggest contribution was to stop Joshua from adding "Blessed are the dumbfucks, for they shall never be disappointed." Knowing what I know now, we should have left that part in. It could have gone viral. T-shirts. Bumper stickers. A whole ad campaign directed towards the dumbfuck demographic.
[Jazz hands.]
[With a soft laugh, he nods to himself, then goes on in the same calm tone:]
So I'll just say this:
My best friend died out of love of all mankind. You should all live for it.
Live for love.
[He pauses to let that sink in, then continues in a lighter, happier tone:]
I don't think I'll say anything else, because I wouldn't want to sound like a fuckstick as I make my grand exit.
Just this: To those I have known, I will miss you. To those I haven't, I will regret not knowing you.
[He furrows his brow thoughtfully, then mutters to himself in amusement:]
...If my life were a movie, there would be a montage right now. Journey's Don't Stop Believing would play over it. I'm a Journey kind of guy.
[With that, he smiles broadly and cuts the feed.]
[Warden Filter]
Someone new will have to supervise the greenhouses, I'm afraid. I'm going home now.
It has been a pleasure to be here with all of you.
[Friends Filter]
I will be here until Thursday. I wouldn't want to miss just one more slice of Parker's bacon pizza.
[Private to Persephone]
Love well, Persephone.
[Private to Molly]
I have had fun with you, and I have loved you. You will always have a piece of my heart, Molly Carpenter.
[Written to Joshua]
I'm going home. Maybe Maggie misses me. Maybe she doesn't. But I'm going to go be with her, anyway.
I miss you both every day.
I hope I see you again.
[OOC: Per this thread, Biff's done his job and is going home. :) ]