Twenty-Fourth Down [Audo // English]

[conquistasal]

Y'know what? I feel great! Like, I thought I'd be feeling like crap after that stuff on Deck 10, but, dude, I feel awesome. I mean, I ain't hungry er tired er nothin', y'know?

Anyway, sleeping is fer wussies, so, like, I don' know why I ever needed it anyway. I don' need that crap.

Oh, an' you folks're assholes fer not buildin' these doorways taller

Comments

[chopshopgoddess]

I feel great too!

[She's crawling the halls oh god so much energy jsakhfkjhfhg]

[conquistasal]

Well, damn. Both feelin' great. Can't be a coincidence.

...copycat.

[chopshopgoddess]

Don't see why not.

Oh, whatever. I was totally feeling great first.

[conquistasal]

Bullshit. Yer jus' bullshittin' me again. I mean, first ya give me that 'I'm fine' crap all the time--which, first've all, y'think I'm actually stupid 'nuff t'fall fer that shit?--an' now this? You are so full of it.

[myplacenthesun]

...

Y'all don't have to eat?

[conquistasal]

Nah, I ain't hungry! Din' ya listen? Ain't hungry, ain't gotta eat, right?

[myplacenthesun]

Sorry, I must've misunderstood. Thought you were saying you didn't need to eat at all.

I know what you mean about that last bit, though. I miss the food back home, too.

[conquistasal]

Right. Stupid boat full'a stupid people.

No way y've got food back home like my girl can cook. I mean, damn, she can cook well. I mean, she can be a total bitch sometimes, but so can pretty much everyone else I know.

[destinedtorule]

Do you people not know how to be quiet?

[jeeze, not only do you talk too much, you do a bang up job mangling the language. Good job, Sal. You're pissing off Ganondorf.]

[conquistasal]

Do you not know how to be not-rude? 'Cause, man that was rude'a ya. Rude. Rude an' stupid.

[destinedtorule]

Clearly you cannot take a hint. I was not asking if you were capable of being quiet, I was telling you to be quiet.

[Don't make him come over there >B|]

[conquistasal]

You wanna throw down, bro? 'Cause yer pissin' me off to a royal degree. 'Cause rude is one'a my least favorite things in th'whole wide world. You wanna stop tellin' me what to do now?

[meinxxherz]

...

Sal, what--

W-What stuff on deck ten? Why were--w-why--why were you on ten?!

[conquistasal]

Well, Mom, if you gotta know, I went with Mikaela, t'make sure she'd be arright, 'cause she had t'jus' go snoopin' 'round, but now she's bein' a class act bitch, so I wish I hadn't even bothered. Fact, wish I hadn't ever cared 'bout her.

Now, what, I've got you breathin' down m'neck? Geez, all you guys do is nag!

[meinxxherz]

I--

Sorry. Ss--Sorry, just--

I-I'm worried, okay? I'm--I-I'm worried something...happened.

[He's wondering if something has--this doesn't sound like Sal at ALL. Still, he can't just outright say that. It never works in situations like this. No, just, keep cool. Try to get him to answer simple questions.]

Did--d-did--did something happen?

[conquistasal]

Wow, I'm tired'a questions. I don' ask 'nough, you people ask too many. S'jus' obnoxious, y'know that? Though I guess I should be a little glad y'even care this time.

Yeah, somethin' happened. I got an offer t'go home. An' y'know what? I took it up an' I'm goin' home. Asked it t'save you, too, but now? I'm thinkin' you can go 'head an' stay 'cause yer jus' gettin' on my nerves.