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Started by Q. G. Pennyworth, June 07, 2013, 04:56:57 PM

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Q. G. Pennyworth

Because how many lines will you cross before you admit to yourself that you're retreating?
How long can you lie to yourself about what you've given up, and the nothing you've received in exchange?
How can you sit there, comfortable in the cell that you built for yourself when outside you see they're nailing people to the fucking wall?
YOUR PEOPLE.
Because there isn't another time this can happen, no next year, next season. You can't sit around waiting for someone else to break out first, and there's nothing outside the prison but screaming oblivion. NO ONE IS COMING TO SAVE YOU.

It's time to break out.
Because the prison guards have their own cells they live in, they just gave each other permission to wander out and beat you from time to time.
Because the walls are closing in and it's not just your imagination this time, they're bringing in more iron every day and you, babycakes, you helped them install it so you could get your cookies for "good behavior."

Because we all have to die of something, and I'd rather get blown up than cancer.

Doktor Howl

Quote from: Queen Gogira Pennyworth, BSW on June 07, 2013, 04:56:57 PM
Because how many lines will you cross before you admit to yourself that you're retreating?
How long can you lie to yourself about what you've given up, and the nothing you've received in exchange?
How can you sit there, comfortable in the cell that you built for yourself when outside you see they're nailing people to the fucking wall?
YOUR PEOPLE.
Because there isn't another time this can happen, no next year, next season. You can't sit around waiting for someone else to break out first, and there's nothing outside the prison but screaming oblivion. NO ONE IS COMING TO SAVE YOU.

It's time to break out.
Because the prison guards have their own cells they live in, they just gave each other permission to wander out and beat you from time to time.
Because the walls are closing in and it's not just your imagination this time, they're bringing in more iron every day and you, babycakes, you helped them install it so you could get your cookies for "good behavior."

Because we all have to die of something, and I'd rather get blown up than cancer.

Oh, fuck yes.
Molon Lube

Salty

Yes. That. All up and down.

THANK YOU.
The world is a car and you're the crash test dummy.

Anna Mae Bollocks

Scantily-Clad Inspector of Gigantic and Unnecessary Cashews, Texas Division

Salty

The world is a car and you're the crash test dummy.

Anna Mae Bollocks

Scantily-Clad Inspector of Gigantic and Unnecessary Cashews, Texas Division

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Q. G. Pennyworth

Oh, hey, here's part of that vomit.

It's like a fucking firehose over here right now, seriously.