[His voice is weary from blood loss and strained from the pain. Sounds ever so slightly delerious, but no less savage and cruel.]
Redd... y'better hope I never find out what deck you're on. Fuckin' pray. Bloody coward.As for th'rest of you... buncha milk sops on this fuckin' boat. I'd a'thought better of some of you. Or worse. Whatever
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We are nothing alike.
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Tch.
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Remember what I said about keeping a low profile? While you're... wherever you are... I think it'd do ya some good to give it a second's thought, ya know.
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Pity I'm not.
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I learned something else entirely. It’s not fucking WORTH IT. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and all those people who tried to rein me in, make me civilized, teach me respect?? THEY just made me MORE of what I AM!! Pain is inconsequential - confinement is temporary - even DEATH doesn’t last anymore!
[The tone of his voice shifts, becoming lyrical, almost sing-song, then becomes louder before devolving into a triumphant snarl. His psychosis is showing.]So if these things don’t bother me, why should I stop, eh? THAT’S what doesn’t make bloody sense!! Lose myself, soften myself, become a rat skulking in the corners and darting out for a hit now and then - or RULE them, let them KNOW there’s a monster come out of the closet ( ... )
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Nothing alike. Nothing at all.
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