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[andgettingworse]

[Now, he doesn't sound half as collected as he would like to.]

FUUMA!

You retard, you back-stabbing little- What the fuck is wrong with you?

You're gonna die. You're all gonna DIE.

Ugh... Doctor Orochimaru...?

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[firaga]

Good to see you in a good mood.

[andgettingworse]

That's not very funny.

[firaga]

Really?

I sure thought it was.

[andgettingworse]

No, it wasn't, now beat it before you get hurt!

[skrinklover]

Oh, you are demented, aren't you? [A tickled giggle at that.]

Take a chill pill, dear. And give me some while you're at it, why don't you?

[andgettingworse]

Who the hell are you?

[skrinklover]

Oh where are my manners? Silly me.

I am James St. James, the original. Don't forget it, darling, it's a name you want to remember.

And may I ask the name of the... charming gentleman I'm talking to? [Another little laugh.]

[andgettingworse]

Paul, you asshole. Doctor Horrible's assistant.

[pyrocrat]

I'd have hoped your little incarceration would have calmed you down a bit.

[andgettingworse]

You knew about that?

[pyrocrat]

In advance? No. As it was happening? Of course. You were sobbing and screeching loud enough for the whole asylum to have heard you even without the help of the intercom.

[andgettingworse]

I wasn't!

[cowboy_newsie]

Ya out yet, Paul, o' ya still stuck in there?

[felis_fidelus]

... sounds like he had a little too much fun.

[cowboy_newsie]

Have t'say, Reeve, I still blame meself fer no' findin' me keys until it were too late.

[felis_fidelus]

Careless. You'll be prepared next time, at least.

... I'm wondering what exactly happened.

[wutaian_rose]

Did someone finally track down those keys~?

[andgettingworse]

Looks like it. Somebody opened all the cells according to the schedule. Wonder why that didn't work quicker.

[wutaian_rose]

Damn, Paul.

I wonder why. Huh. I can look into that if you want Ghost boy.

[andgettingworse]

As effectively as you do everything else?