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[pyromatique]

Seriously, guys. And ladies. There are a lot of better ways to commit total suicide than say jumping off of a fucking building. Guns, sleeping pills, incineration

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[repeatshimself]

Hey.

Speak for yourself.

[repeatshimself]

He's not that bad.

[pyromatique]

He's not that bad? The guy can control minds. Turn you into a fucking puppet. Plus, I hate his goddamn ideologies.

[repeatshimself]

I can destroy the world. In my sleep.

[Actually he can probably only dint it a little. But once he did, in fact, summon a tank of lobsters into his bedroom. Damn Bar Mitzvah dreams.]

What's wrong with his ideologies?

[pyromatique]

So why not destroy this one, huh? Maybe then we can all go home.

It's just bullshit, and it's never gonna happen. Guy's wasting his time protecting a bunch of people who will just try to exterminate us the first chance they get.

[repeatshimself]

Uh, because it might not work that way, for one, and I'm not really looking to court death, thanks.

Why does it matter to you how he spends his time?

[pyromatique]

It matters cause he keeps fucking up your gramp's plans. Shouldn't you be pissed on behalf of your family?

[repeatshimself]

I'm pretty sure my 'gramps' can handle himself, really.

[pyromatique]

Sure he can. I don't doubt it, but it still sucks having your ex-bestie try to ruin your plans for world domination every chance he gets.

[repeatshimself]

Well anyway, I'm pretty sure they're still friends.

[pyromatique]

Yeah. Guess they've got a real messed up friendship.