sup shithead [ocia]

[stacymcbride]

-- fuckThis [FT] started pestering nihilPhilanthropist[NP] --

FT: yo bro
FT: sup

[threeam3]

NP: Hey sis.
NP: Nothing much is up.
NP: Uhm..
NP: Well, I am going to kill Cali.
NP: Visions and all that.
NP: I blew a hole in the roof...
NP: Getting into Sburb.
NP: And I expect you're strifing somewhere around.
NP: Things aren't really fun at the moment.
NP: I might have to hurt Ross and Finn.
NP: And... Well, I think I am an antagonist.

[stacymcbride]

FT: sounds fuckin heavy
FT: antagonists a shit job
FT: lotsa strifin in it though
FT: so
FT: theres a plus

[threeam3]

NP: If you like killing people.
NP: I don't know.
NP: I just am afraid that...
NP: In the end I might fuck everything up.
NP: And we'd all be screwed over because of me.
NP: Or that...
NP: I might do everything right and kill us all.
NP: Like an antagonist is supposed to.

[stacymcbride]

FT: killings cool
FT: kill the right ones
FT: words of fuckin wisdom
FT: cant know
FT: the end of the road
FT: before you get there
FT: do what you can
FT: be strong kid
FT: youre my bro
FT: youll be fine

[threeam3]

NP: Yeah.
NP: So where've you been lately?
NP: Hangin' out with your girlfriend?
NP:
NP: That is such a professional wink.
NP: I should patent that now that I'm in the Medium.
NP: And make boonbucks off every use.
NP: But I haven't seen you around.
NP: So I was curious.

[stacymcbride]

FT: killing shit
FT: mackin on pinkie
FT: you know how it is
FT: lotsa shit to strife
FT: i get around
FT: howve you been

[threeam3]

NP: I have been...
NP: Well, dating.
NP: I took Cali out.
NP: Subsequently discovered I had to kill her.
NP: So...
NP: I guess I am working towards that.
NP: While avoiding others.
NP: I don't really want to talk to them.
NP: I think they hate me.
NP: Especially Ross and Finn.
NP: But I like Finn.
NP: And wanted to chill with him.
NP: How is Pink?
NP: Have you killed her with your amazing sense of romance?
NP:
NP: Another wink. Because you know...
NP: You're always so stoic and not at all romantic.

[stacymcbride]

FT: thats cool bro
FT: you like her
FT: but have to kill her
FT: fuckin shakespearean
FT: yes very clever lil bro
FT: ill have you know
FT: im fucking sweet
FT: sweet as shit
FT: fuckin romantic as hell

[threeam3]

NP: And I guess everyone else gets to talk to trolls.
NP: Well.
NP: Aliens who are called trolls.
NP: But the trolls can't talk to me.
NP: Or something.
NP: They can't even see me.
NP: And of course I can hear the horroterrors.
NP: No biggie though, this kind of encounter doesn't affect me.
NP: Although...
NP: I am done listening to them.
NP: After I kill Cali.
NP: I don't care about the future.
NP: I am just going to tell them to fuck off.

[stacymcbride]

FT: thats the spirit
FT: when the world fucks ya
FT: fuck harder
FT: dont know that other shit
FT: but hell
FT: youve got it covered bro
FT: proud of ya

[threeam3]

NP: So are we going to meet up?
NP: I kind of want to see you sometime.
NP: I don't really have any friends at the moment.
NP: And I will be giving hugs...
NP: Like Christmas.
NP: And don't try to escape.
NP: Or I'll just fly tackle you.
NP: I know it's not normally my pro to do anything physical.
NP: But at the moment I'm feeling cut off...
NP: From regular people.
NP: Also how have you been in the Medium?

[stacymcbride]

FT: yeah
FT: guess so
FT: one hug
FT: just one
FT: youll have to strife
FT: for more
FT: yeah im all over it
FT: mediums my bitch
FT: hitchin rides on green hulks
FT: shits cool

[threeam3]

NP: Good.
NP: I have...
NP: Pushed away my vision twofold.
NP: I'm done with the visions.
NP: I just want to get this over with.
NP: Be careful.
NP: Don't do anything reckless.
NP: Well...
NP: Endangering. Not reckless.

[stacymcbride]

FT: shit bro you know me
FT: i dont do shit reckless
FT: i just do it right
FT: you keep your shit together
FT: stay strong kiddo
FT: i might visit
FT: sometime
FT: when im not strifin shit