If it helps, David Kemper killed me... twice, and then my writer spent five years threatening to kill me off in game every time I had a problem, and now that she sort of did she's a pathetic crying mess about it. So I take that and think maybe at least they feel bad about it.
Because that helps. Them feeling bad about it. It helps a lot when I DON'T FRELLING EXIST ANYMORE.
Oh, please. At least you two don't have much left to lose at this point. Me? I'm supposed to RULE THE WORLD and get married and have a gazillion kids and wind up going down in history as the greatest freaking human being to have ever lived.
AND INSTEAD I'M GOING TO BE ERASED? WHAT THE HELL.
Oh please. If I get Nothinged, my galaxy- which is somehow FINE, by the way- is going to get overrun and destroyed by my psycho Sith brother because I'm not around to kill him. CRY SOME MORE.
In that case, you might want to stay away from mine. According to her, the only thing more entertaining than your misfortune is when it originates from your brother.
There is definitely something seriously wrong with my writer. EATING MY SOUL WHAT THE HELL. Way to take canon and decide to define it in the most awful way to suit your needs, writer.
Honestly, I think they're all a little... addled. Every time I complain, mine tells me I have no right to do so because at least she's not letting me die of boredom.
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Because that helps. Them feeling bad about it. It helps a lot when I DON'T FRELLING EXIST ANYMORE.
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AND INSTEAD I'M GOING TO BE ERASED? WHAT THE HELL.
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*points out*
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I suspect she may be psychotic.
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...though Obi-Wan says the choking didn't help much.