soul_campaign | audio; 025 - MAY 31/'10

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audio; 025 - MAY 31/'10 - early evening

So, I'm going to get straight to the meat of the matter on this, right? And you're all just going to have to deal like good, bipedal saps, right? Right. Glad we had this peptalk.

Report in, you grubsuckers. Yeah, you know who you are. Even if you don't, report in anyway. I could always use an extra chortle or two at another's expense.

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You're the fuckin' emperor a gutterbloods wwho are completely fuckin' useless in ewery wway an' don't knoww howw to be around wwhen real shit's goin' dowwn. I wwas helpin' protect the buildin's an' wworkin' on controllin' the situation, wwhat the fuck wwere you doin' wwhile that wwas all goin' dowwn? Not like you wwould hawe been more than just in the fuckin' wway anywway, so it's not like it really matters.

Dying of foreign germs in my system, bro. Glad to hear that you're so concerned for little old me, you grubfuck. How about you go back out and play hero some more while I laugh some at how much of a fucking tool you are?

Excuse me, wwho the fuck do you think you're callin' a tool noww? At least I'm not the one wweak enough to be taken dowwn by some stupid fuckin' germs.

Excuse me for not being as much of an aquatic mutation of a troll so as to be impervious to simple things like common colds and congestion.

No, you're just a fuckin' wworthless mutation that should hawe been culled the moment you hatched. Howw long wwere you ewen sick?

[Not like he cares or anything. He's just curious.]

Wuh-what's it matter to you? [ He's not even going to hide the mockery here. Give a guy a break, his sniffer's still runny like nothing ever should be. ]

Because I asked you a fuckin' question an' I expect a answwer to it.

[It's not an answer, but he doesn't care because he doesn't need to answer that question. Fuck you Sollux.]

Oh, excuse me, I forgot I was talking to royalty. My bad, it slipped my pan that you're all too busy wallowing in your water-logged midden heaps to observe things like common fucking courtesy.

Ever heard of the word "please"?

Ewer heard a the wwords "go fuck yourself an' then I might consider sayin' it if you're fuckin' luckier than Wris"?

Yes, actually. Frequently. Those are the words I usually hear spouting from that mangled, malignant tumour on your head that you've dubiously crowned as your face.

To be perfectly honest, I just tune you out most of the time when you say it, so I can't be too sure.

What were you saying again?

Sol, I asked a simple fuckin' question. God fuckin' forbid I be concerned a you killin' ower, but obwiously you don't knoww howw to stop bein' a prick long enough to giwe a answer. No, you'we got to make shit complicated and needlessly annoyin' as shit. I hope you choke on your owwn fuckin' mucus.

I never knew a high-blood who wasn't a Peixes who gave a flying fuck about the well-being of lowbloods unless it directly affected their own interests, so you'll excuse me if I'm a little leery about your apparent flippin' concern about the matter at hand.

On that note, choke on a bulge and die you asshat, I'm still alive.

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