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[static]

--'king hell, can't believe I've still got one of these things--

[violent coughing]

Right.

[sound of running; something slamming]

Did you lot really think any of that bollocks would do any good? Look--I'm trying to do you a favor here--get a dictionary. Turn to the "S" section--no, further, after "shit" but before " ( Read more... )

If I were a less cynical bloke, I might be asking why everyone in this City lets the deities get away with bollocks like yesterday's curse. Too bad I already know: because everyone's too bloody scared and apathetic to do shit about it. Easier to stick your brain-damaged heads in the sand, wait for the next curse, and pretend it won't be as bad.

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Oh, for fuck's sake, Eden--

Right. Listen up, you lot.

I hope you all know that I would be a bloody awful Warden.

For one thing, I'm usually on the other side of the law. Putting me in charge of the coppers here would be a terrible conflict of interest. Not to get into any great detail here, but they don't call me Conjob just 'cos of my name, ( Read more... )

Right, so it turns out my inner child's a horrible little brat. Who's surprised? Anyone? I didn't fucking think so.

I've had enough of these bloody curses. It's time to say fuck this City and its little gods too. Fuck them all, right in their smallest and least lubricated holes.

Bleeding buggering bastard Christ. You don't get to toy with people ( Read more... )