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[creepyshitking]

[Looks like a certain blood spatter pattern analyst got into the band candy.... Oops. For all the Dexter muses out there: Dexter totally gave you some too c:]I've never really seen the point in pretending. Why am I still following the rules laid down by a dead man? If he had something important to say, wouldn't he still be here to say it

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[justasdamaged]

...

[Give it a minute. teen! Rita is a probably even more shy and less confident than her adult counterpart.]

You really don't think you fit in with me...?

[creepyshitking]

I don't know. Do you think I do?

[justasdamaged]

Of course I do.

[creepyshitking]

Oh.

[sandinmyboots]

There's talking ponies, rich ducks, serial killers, cops, space ships, pirates, mediums, and more. What's making things go wrong?

[...mostly, he's here for amusement. And some curiosity, since this is some of the first sparks of real personality he's seen from dry toast cop for a while. And because he himself is an octagonal peg in a world of three-pointed holes, and perhaps he's found someone alike.]

[...although given that Kefka's found people who enjoy killing and fighting as much as he does, it's probably not in the way that Kefka's different. But, you know, the questions will pass the time.]

[creepyshitking]

None of them are like me.

[sandinmyboots]

Is there anyone like you?

[creepyshitking]

My brother.