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Nov 12, 2011 21:35

[The camera cuts on and shows a man, big, wearing welding goggles, sitting in a hotel-style room. Riddick's been here a few days now, but he's been creeping like a fucking creeper and trying to find the control room or at least an escape shuttle. No such luck. He'll have to deal with you people now.]

So according to this little confessions hotline you people run, this is either a prison or a luxury rehab cruise. I'ma have to go with cruise, because no self-respecting prison would ever put me in fucking gen-pop. [He smiles; almost a prim smile, a pretty little smirk with a nasty edge, like the little expression is a joke at your expense.]

It's nice and all. Liking the accommodations, real upscale, but I have shit to do. Show me the door and the bodycount doesn't have to get excessive.

trolling, macho bullshit, public post

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