Slevin Kelevra (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
andyougoleft) wrote2014-02-12 09:49 pm
andyougoleft) wrote2014-02-12 09:49 pm
|: 009. Video : Welcome to Your Life :|
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[Well. Slevin said he was going to chuck this thing overboard, and one can be certain it will be happening after this flood is over, but by this point in the flood odd behavior isn't out of place. What might be out of place is a 6'4" normally standoffish young American assassin suddenly wandering around in a red and tan spandex superhero suit and mask, a rather lewd emblem on its chest, and speaking in a British accent when he flips on the feed to address the network.
That's right. The Revenge Boner is on duty. This is absolutely being deleted after the flood is over.]
Why doesn't there ever seem to be any fucking balance in this place? Isn't that kind of what it's about, balancing karma and shitty deeds and every other goddamn thing under the sun, but the Admiral can't fucking figure out how to drive this shitbird? It's always pantswetting, actually legitimately torturous terror or absolutely fucking harmless.
[And now he's yelling at the ceiling. Oh good.]
How about some goddamn moderation!
[ Valentines ]
To Chris: You are one tenacious little douchebag. That, at least, I can respect. - H.M.
To Mindy: You've got fire. Learn to put a cork in it and you'll have one hell of a molotov. - S.K.
To Kylar: Thanks for the assist. I owe you. - S.K.
To Francis: We don't know each other yet, but something tells me I might want to eventually. - S.K.
To Cassel: Thanks for trying to keep the gun out of my hands. I'm sorry it was inevitable. - H.M.
To Kara: I hope you're as right as you think you are about being bulletproof. I really do. - S.K.
[Well. Slevin said he was going to chuck this thing overboard, and one can be certain it will be happening after this flood is over, but by this point in the flood odd behavior isn't out of place. What might be out of place is a 6'4" normally standoffish young American assassin suddenly wandering around in a red and tan spandex superhero suit and mask, a rather lewd emblem on its chest, and speaking in a British accent when he flips on the feed to address the network.
That's right. The Revenge Boner is on duty. This is absolutely being deleted after the flood is over.]
Why doesn't there ever seem to be any fucking balance in this place? Isn't that kind of what it's about, balancing karma and shitty deeds and every other goddamn thing under the sun, but the Admiral can't fucking figure out how to drive this shitbird? It's always pantswetting, actually legitimately torturous terror or absolutely fucking harmless.
[And now he's yelling at the ceiling. Oh good.]
How about some goddamn moderation!
[ Valentines ]
To Chris: You are one tenacious little douchebag. That, at least, I can respect. - H.M.
To Mindy: You've got fire. Learn to put a cork in it and you'll have one hell of a molotov. - S.K.
To Kylar: Thanks for the assist. I owe you. - S.K.
To Francis: We don't know each other yet, but something tells me I might want to eventually. - S.K.
To Cassel: Thanks for trying to keep the gun out of my hands. I'm sorry it was inevitable. - H.M.
To Kara: I hope you're as right as you think you are about being bulletproof. I really do. - S.K.
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