Things Were About As Normal As A

Count Yourself Lucky. I Watched My Entire Family As They Were Eaten Alive By The Very Pack Of Animals You Have Downstairs In Your House With Your Child. The Blood Of My Parents Flowed From Their Bodies Through The Floorboards And Drenched Me While I Lay In Terror Of Being Torn Apart By Them. I Was Only A Year Older Than Your Child When It Happened. My Parents Gave Their Lives For Mine And I Watched As They Gave Them. So You’ll Have To Excuse Me If I Have A Hard Time Thinking Good Of Any Animal Except Those Who Are Dead Or Caged. (angelia)

And Not A Single Mark On The Lamborghini. Ha! Eat Steel, You Soul-sucking Bastards! (kyrian)

Dammit, Vik. How Can You Not Know What’s Wrong With This Thing? Can’t You Commune With It Or Something? (devyn) My Name Is Not ‘dammit, Vik’ And I Find It Ironic That You Think I Can Commune With All Metal Beings When You Can Barely Communicate Your Point Of View To Your Own Parents. And They Birthed You. I Did Not Give Birth To This Ship. Last Time I Checked, I Was Male And That Would Be Impossible On A Multitude Of Levels. (vik)

Don’t Worry About It. We’re Used To Being Told To Go Screw Ourselves. And That’s From The People Who Actually Like Us. You Should Hear What Our Enemies Say. (nykyrian)

My People Never Dreamed Of A World Like This. Of Having So Much Without Backbreaking, Debilitating Work. And Yet For All The Physical Improvements, People Are Still People. They’re Killing Each Other To Get More To Prove A Point Only The Killer Understands. Still Brutalizing And Torturing Each Other Over Things That In Another Hundred Years Won’t Even Matter.