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[ The camera opens with Rose setting up a camera in front of a couch, disappearing as soon as she’s satisfied with the position. Kanaya seems pensive, her lips drawn tight, looking at something to her left, where some low chatter can be heard. Some sort of skittering noises, and an occasional squeak. Kanaya takes a deep breath and turns her attention to the camera, as she begins. ]

Around a year ago, some of you may remember I spent time in prison for, well, costumed supervillainy. I came to the Network to confess the crimes I committed as Hobgoblin, in...what one might call an ill-advised endeavor for harsher punishment. Suffice to say, I wasn't at my best at the time, or in any way my most logical. But...I wasn't at my most truthful, either. There was much that went into that situation that I left out, mostly by deliberate obfuscation or exaggeration.

[ There's another chirp from offscreen, and Kanaya breaks her thought for a moment to look to her left and gently tap a finger against her lips. She takes another deep breath, collecting her thoughts more coherently. Stop pausing so much, Kanaya. ]

The most important facet being that the Hobgoblin was primarily the result of mental manipulation, even brainwashing, conducted on me by Norman Osborn. The elder. [ Because that will always be an important distinction.

It's at this point that Rose becomes a solidly visible figure, casting an incomprehensible look towards Kanaya, utterly oblivious to just how in frame it is. Relief is, perhaps, the best way to describe it; it's been a year that she's waited for Kanaya to cast the blame on the correct person. For as long as it lasts, at least, as Kanaya unfortunately isn't done.
]

Not that it makes me entirely innocent. He told me what to do, yes, and I was compelled to follow his directives, but it isn't as though he micromanaged the whole thing. Carrying it out was still me, still my mind determining how to arrive at the destination he dictated. [There’s a frustrated sigh, off screen, quite obviously from Rose. ]

The costume, as an example, was my design. I only created it to the parameters he desired, which isn't very different from most design jobs I take. Only, this one was in preparation to becoming the client's costumed thug. Which is really all I was. More a henchwoman than a supervillain.

And even his part in it doesn't erase the lies I told in my previous confession, of course, that's still a thing that I did. I could try to paint the reasons behind that decision, the guilt and the rationalizations. I would rather have suffered someone thinking me worse than I am than allow anyone else to make themselves a target for all of this. To keep them from experiencing what had already happened to me, or what he did to Rose through me. It was a bad plan, among many bad plans.


[ This time, Rose is very conscious of her visibility. And, a very soft interjection: ] The point is that, ultimately, Norman Osborn was the grand orchestrator in this. [ Kanaya glances at her with some surprise. She was carrying on a bit, wasn't she? ] Right. Yes, that.

What it all comes down to is that Norman Osborn was a very dangerous man. Kanaya experienced violation to a degree which is unfathomable. I allowed my ego to blindside me and I ultimately allowed myself to be manipulated and played like a well tuned instrument. We could stand here all day and count the ways in which we blame ourselves and the ways in which things could have been done differently, but none of that erases what has been done.

This was a year ago, now. In the months that followed, several imPorts aided us in an extensive investigation and in the end, Norman’s recent arrest. Notably, Norman Osborn junior was a significant help. We owe everyone involved a debt of gratitude for seeing this to its end. Unfortunately, the end being that we have also subsequently seen the senior be ported out.
[ Sourly said, though it ought to be cause for some relief, later. ] If we're lucky, this world will never see his like again.
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Hi everyone, it’s Ripley! I don’t have a lot to say, just---

Joyous Kwanzaa!

Everyone’s invited to the Kwanzaa celebration we’re--that's me and Space Lady and Walla-- having at Heropa 3 a little later today! It’s actually a celebration for the second day of Kwanzaa, since y’know it’s actually a lot more than just one day but I think probably it’d be super chaotic to try to do something with a bunch of people every single day so… yeah. [Oops, that sentence got away from her.]

Oh, and you don’t have to be a black folk to come, it’s open to everyone! Come share in some awesome African culture and have some awesome food.

Byyyye!

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Dec. 27th, 2015 05:24 pm
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[In the background there is the sound of rain. He must be outside somewhere.]

Did you know this world also had a Nikola Tesla? He still died seventy years ago but...he existed. It's like a little slice of home, almost. This place even looks the same...

He was the smartest man I ever knew. He built me in 1923, just for a start, and they say my brain is 100 years ahead of any technology that exists now. He was kind, caring, and only wanted to help mankind.

He was also kind of a weirdo. Wouldn't eat anything he couldn't calculate the exact volume of. Not many people know that.

I don't know. Maybe it's spending the holidays in another dimension that's doing this to me. Who do you miss from back home?

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Dec. 25th, 2015 11:19 pm
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[epsilon is, for the first time ever, too lazy to go through the rigamarole of trying to convey his annoyance through voice and hologram. he made carolina dump him back in the android so that he could enjoy the spread if he had to sit through dinner, but it seems like the novelty has worn off (read: the tank is full) and he's retreated to a corner to whine at the network. he is also wearing one of his hanukkah gifts.] Alright, listen. I know y'all've got better things to worry about, but I need to put my foot down. [he stringently ignores a distant kerfuffle behind him; though there's an orange and black blur that JINGLES its way past him, the deepening in his frown is probably just subconscious. or maybe in response to the sudden screeching coming from the kitchen. that tinkly little blur DID almost seem to have a drumstick shape near the front, didn't it? might explain the clamor coming from the other room.]

Christmas is officially over as of... [he glances offscreen briefly, checking the timestamp in the corner of his field of vision. this doesn't mean much, since... he can never remember which date is actually the important one and which is 'eve' or whatever.] Whatever. Whenever. Soon. The point is, the time for holiday cheer has officially come to an end. That means no more decorations, no more forced friendliness, and most importantly!

No more carols. If I have to listen to one more bubblegum trash ballad about giving hearts away or wanting somebody as a present, I'm gonna die. Just spontaneously expire. Seriously, how anybody makes it through two solid fucking months of the same chirpy songs is completely beyond my compre--

[the helmet that flies in from the other room is... pretty recognizable. also? pretty heavy. and pretty accurately dead center in the back of his skull. church responds to this quite eloquently, by tipping over and bringing the frame with him, cursing loudly for a moment before he shuts the feed off. replies will probably be after things at H003 have calmed down slightly. um. relatively, rather.]

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Dec. 4th, 2015 10:27 am
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[ Here's Kitty, wearing a smile and giving a little wave to the camera. ]

Hullo. It's Kitty here. I was just thinking about how it's about time for us to get another wave of new people - and then I remembered how last December, we didn't get any, and then I realized that I've now been here for over a year and that was just mad to think about.

It's easy to focus on all the horrid things that happen to us here. Because there are so many horrid things - that's true. The war with the Soviets is just terrible, and sometimes you just want to take the President by his shoulders and shake him until he stops - and those groups that detest us, they've made things a bit hard at times, as well. [ There's a little sideways twist to her lips as she says that; that's a grotesque understatement from a girl who had quite the history with one of those groups that detest us. ]

But it's always easy to remember the bad above the good. That's how the human brain works, isn't it - it's designed to remember hurts so that it can avoid those hurts in the future, which isn't bad, but which means that we sometimes lose track of the fact that there is so much more kindness than cruelty in the world. So I was just sitting and remembering all the good that's come to me over the past year.

Because this year, in this world, it really has been filled with impossible goodness. When I first came here, I was so scared, but there were people who took me in and helped me and protected me until I got a little more courage. And now here I am. I've made so many friends, amongst them someone I thought was my direst enemy. I saw people whom I'd never done any good for - I saw them forgive me when I was cruel and wicked and spiteful towards them, saw them risk themselves to help me and to save me.

And I've lived amongst the people of this world, who have been so good to me. So good. I've made friends amongst them, too. I've been kept on at work when I really have been the worst employee, when I've been unreliable because of my other obligations. And we've been allowed to speak our minds, speak freely. We've been allowed to travel far and wide. We've been supported in everything we do, which is far more kindness than has ever been extended a group of refugees at any time in any world. We've lived at peace. We've lived well.

So -

[ She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. ]

I'd thought - if I could trouble you all - that we could spend a little bit of time, all together, remembering the good turns that people have done us.

Talk about whomever you'd like. Talk about the people who have been kind and helped us when they didn't have to. Talk about the wealth that is the other people we know here. And I thought we could talk about the natives, too - I was thinking I might put together a little something, a few quotes, that we could pass along to the natives of this world, so that we know that we appreciate them. Let's take some time to overcome our brains, and remember the good - focus on the good and remember how kind the world is to us. How well we live. How strong and brave and honest we can be here.

[ Translation: 'All of this is a somewhat underhanded but well-intentioned PR thing that will let me package some stuff to make the natives less furious at us in an ongoing attempt to avert all-out war between us and this world.' ]

Anyway. There's that, if you can spare some time. Oh, and, erm - come by Krakatoa, while I've got your attention. Best club in town, bar none. And the employees are simply gorgeous.

[ A quick, half-sheepish grin, and then she gives a little nod and waves her way off. ]
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hey its that time again
this special day when a dude turns seventeen and gets fuck all in return for it
seriously though who the fuck decides im somehow arbitrarily just not eligible for shit until our planet flings itself around the goddamn sun one more time
what difference does it
the president peering through his fuckoff huge space telescope or whatever while he decides who can get tatted up or not
turns to the guy writing the constitution and is like yo that SO TIGHT but you gotta see eighteen of those sick tricks before we let you do anything cool
cant be getting a sweet full sleeve of carebears on your arm or BIG DICK BILL directly on your forehead 
until youve supposedly survived a full set of life experiences absolutely every shitbird out there will have somehow before that magic date passes that allows them to make mature and rational decisions
maybe ive got a serious emergency only fireworks or lottery tickets can solve and because some guy whos most definitely dead decided 1000 years ago to pass some sort of moral judgement on me
something to think about

whatever
point is
i dont really have a point guess its just been a while since ive actually DONE something to mark the day my diapered ass got slammed into the earth at ten thousand miles an hour
so you could indulge in that time honored tradition of giving into the lull of modern consumerism which states you have to bestow worthless crap on someone for the great feat of continuing to breathe another year
or i guess more practically you could stop by krakatoa and listen to some of my sweet jams since i work there or something
hey thats some free advertising right there
i should be getting paid for that namedrop
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[Clara gives a little ahem. The last time she addressed the network, she had lost her shoes in a rather bizarre accident. This time, the problem she's facing is somewhat closer to Earth, and she sounds a touch more frustrated by it. Randomly turning into steam, she can easily handle. But this...]

It seems I'm a bit in need of a new job. Nothing in a shop, or wearing a hair net, but I'm fairly open to suggestions.

[Or, at least, she knows that she should be. Traveling through time and space has ruined her for ordinary life, but she can't just be idle. It's beginning to sink in that she could be living here for a very long time before she and the Doctor find their way back home, and she isn't planning to spend it sitting about.]

I've got a college degree, a great sense of smell, and I can almost bake. Let me know if you've got any ideas.
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So, imPorts, what are your thoughts on destiny?

[ Max is in his work uniform for the Museum of Folklore, framed by the charming backdrop of a cramped break room, soda in hand. ]

Admittedly, I'm a bit of a lit nerd back home, and a lotta stories out there start off with a prophecy. Modern stuff, too, but even then it's usually in an old timey magical setting.

A little bird once told me destiny is equal parts chance, free will, and necessity. Prophecy, divination, time travel... has anyone back home dealt with that kind of stuff? Knowing what's supposed to happen before it does?

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Nov. 7th, 2015 12:23 am
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[Hey network, enjoy this small smiley child beaming at you when this post goes up in the wee hours of the morning.]

Hi everyone!! I’m Ripley and I am here to make a public service announcement about friendship!

Having friends is super important. You already knew that, right? Seriously, it’s probably like, the most important thing ever. Of all time! ‘Specially here. So I wanna make sure that all the newbies here have friends! Newbies! Do you have friends yet?

If you don’t, I have good news. I’ll be your friend! In fact, even if you’re not a newbie, I’ll still be your friend! I always like making friend and I’m very good at friendship. Come talk to me if you wanna be friends.

That’s all for now, Ripley out! [Her sign off is accompanied by a tiny salute and her best attempt at a serious face before the video ends.

--OR DOES IT. Soon after, she makes an addition.]


Oh, oh, oh. P.S. Does anybody wanna adopt a hermit crab? Or maybe twenty? I’ve got a lotta hermit crabs. [She looks off camera wide eyed, momentarily overwhelmed by her own vast amount of hermit crabs.

But then she’s back.]
Okay, thanks!

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Oct. 28th, 2015 11:43 pm
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[ Any available audience is treated to an odd upshot of Kristoff Bjorgman, the camera rising and falling and swaying slightly as the (rather amateurish) cinematographer plods along beside his companion. The less anybody realizes that the phone's being held in a reindeer's mouth, though, the better. Aside from the click-clacking of hooves on pavement, Sven actually manages relative silence while Kristoff speaks.

Lit by an old-fashioned oil lantern held before him, the scene painted is decently dramatic. As usual, though, he ruins it with a bumbling start. ]


So, uh. There's this Halloween thing again, which I still don't really get, but... Anyway, I work at giving people "ghost tours" now, have for a while, and the whole thing's great for business. I don't think that was the point of turning this thing on, though.

[ So what was it? Hm. ]

Well, I just-- I was wondering about scary stories, and how they're the same and how they're different. I thought it'd be, y'know, fun. To tell them. Or lay them out. Or however you want to say it.

So I'll trade you one-for-one, and maybe the scariest story gets a prize or something.
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Hey everyone.

So if you didn't know, uh. I'm part of a team back in my world of young superheroes called the Young Avengers. It's what it sounds like, if you're from any world that might have people from mine; we're Avengers, only. You know.

Young.

Keep up, guys.

So considering our fearless leader is gone, and after that her fearless lieutenants, all you have is me, her fearless....tank. And I guess I'm stepping up now.

So here's the deal.

If you're over sixteen but you don't feel like joining the adult versions of the same kind of superhero things, talk to me, and let me know. You don't have to register with the government, I'm not registered. You don't have to be a fighter, either. We'll figure out what we can do.

Sound good?

Let me know, and all that.

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Aug. 24th, 2015 08:08 pm
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[The man on the screen is wearing a clean white suit with a grey shirt underneath it, the simpleness of this attire outshone by the mask on his face, as it's clearly meant to draw all the attention. The mask is white with two black hearts for eyes (and only tiny holes in those for him to see through) and large pouty red lips made of plaster.

He spreads his arms, greeting his audience.]


Hello, lovebirds of all ages, shapes, and sizes!

I am pleased to announce that the brand new reality show GHOULFRIENDS will be airing on a station near you in the very near future! However, we still need one very important thing - contestants! That's right! You could find love right here on national television!

We're looking for some... unique participants to make this show stand out from any others of its type. (I'm looking at you, heroes!) So call our toll-free number or enter on our website! Heck, sign up your friends! We'll convince them it's worth their time.

As your host, I'll be glad to consider answering any questions you might have.

[Uta isn't using his usual tone of voice today, so he should be fairly hard to recognize. Go ahead and use this post to get an IC reason to have your character sign up for the show. Questions can be asked OOCly there, or ICly here.]

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Aug. 11th, 2015 04:33 pm
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[ Cisco sits back from turning the video feed on, his garage/workshop visible in the background, and goes back to fiddling with a project on his workbench while he talks. ]

So, what kind of movies do you guys like? Back home, I mean. I know stuff is weird here and some movies don't exist, and they have stuff some of us don't have back home, so if there's any good universe-local movies I'm missing out on that only exist here, I could use some recs, too. Bonus points if there's any really good alternate universe versions of stuff I'd know from home. Negative points if it's propaganda crap, because there's enough of that on TV as it is.

[ He props up the thing he's working on to get at the bottom of it, and it looks like a projector. Wonder what that could be for! ]
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[ D'Artagnan appears front and centre of the video. He'd barely been able to make this thing record the first time around. Now, he's actually confident with it. Perhaps overconfident. Behind him there's a lot of concrete, but whatever that's about isn't clear just yet. ]

It seems there's a lot of new faces here.

[ It doesn't feel that long since he got here, himself. Seeing them all had made him count back, and realise it's been much longer than he thought. Three months gone, and this is the fourth. A quarter of a year. It doesn't feel like that at all. That's disturbing.

And invigorating. Things need to change.
]

I suppose I ought to welcome you, but that doesn't feel right at all. To those of you who want to leave: I'm sorry. It's not so easy as that. I wish it were. But whoever you are, whoever is listening to this - don't give up. We will leave this place, someday.

My name is d'Artagnan, of the King's Musketeers. I'm from a long way away. So are most of you. What I will tell you is, most of the time, it's not terrible here. You don't have to stay in the place they gave you. They'll ask you to Register. I did, but you don't have to. They won't hurt you for making a choice. But there are times when there's trouble, and there are times when the less trustworthy among our number feel the need to make themselves known. If any of you feel threatened, or afraid, then I give you my word, I'll do whatever I can to help you. You only need to ask.

[ He looks entirely sincere, and he means it. His duty ought to be to protect the King of France, and his subjects. Instead, he will do what he can for the people here - especially for other imports. ]

That's the serious part. These things, on the other hand.

[ The camera switches away from him to reveal that the concrete behind him is actually a car lot, and he's focused on one particular hovercar - bright red, with sporting stripes and fins, it looks like an old-fashioned racecar that's missing its wheels. D'Artagnan's voice has turned eager, less formal. ]

They're like nothing my world has seen. I want to know how to drive one. If there's any among you who can teach me, I'll trade whatever you like. Money, skills, anything you need. [ Thanks to the job that he hates, on top of the fact that he's Registered, he actually isn't poor in this world. That's almost as unusual for him as the flying cars. ] Whatever you think is proper. If I'm going to be here for a while - and that seems clear by now - then I want to learn.
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[When the video switches on, it first shows a thumb covering the lens. Once that gets pulled out of the way, there’s a red headed caucasian girl tilting the camera back and forth, fiddling with it to get just the right view.]

“Is this on? Pretty sure it’s on, never actually gotten to do one of these things before so I want to get it right-

Oops, Hello Megan! Red probably means recording. Ok, here goes!

Hi, anyone who gets this message? My name is Megan Morse and this question I have is super important; my vacation is almost done, and while school is going to be fun I need to do something special for summer break!

I… um, I was thinking of maybe camping? I’ve only done it once before, but it was a lot of fun. And I was wondering if anyone had any suggestions on where, or maybe what I should bring if I want to have a successful camping trip. Really appreciate it if you can share, thanks!”

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Jul. 18th, 2015 08:35 pm
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Hypothetically speaking, if someone were to start watching movies... where should they begin? What are the essential ones?

[THIS IS TOTALLY HYPOTHETICAL, he is in no way talking about himself, shhh. Klarion's sticking to audio because... well, frankly, it's halfway through July in the middle of Florida, living in the basement doesn't help with the heat that much, and he's kinda half-melted by this point.]
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FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF







OKAY. YES. OKAY.

WELL, HELLO THERE, HUMANS. ALL OF YOU ARE LOOKING VERY ALIVE AND I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A PLEASANT DAY, GOING ABOUT YOUR VARIOUS BUSINESSES SUCH AS "BEING ON PLANET EARTH" AND "EXISTING" AND "HOLY SHIT, WHAT." SO NO NEED TO STOP DOING THAT IF I'M INTERRUPTING!

HEY, LISTEN, I GET IT, IF I HAD SOME IMPORTANT SHIT TO GET DONE AND THEN SOME CLUELESS LOBELEAKER TRIED BARGING IN AND DEMANDING TO BE CAUGHT UP TO SPEED, I'D BE PRETTY FED UP WITH THAT MYSELF. AS THOUGH SOMEHOW YOU SHOULD ALL BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HIS IGNORANCE, RIGHT? MAYBE THERE'S A REASON NO ONE BROUGHT HIM INTO THE LOOP, NOT THAT HE EVER STOPPED TO CONSIDER HOW IT MIGHT AFFECT YOU.

SO YEAH, DON'T WORRY ABOUT THAT. SOME PEOPLE MIGHT LAUNCH INTO SOME SORT OF SELF-IMPORTANT SCREED THAT WOULD BE MORE ACCURATELY CHARACTERIZED AS A SHITFIT, DEMANDING INFORMATION AS THOUGH THEY'RE ENTITLED TO IT AND FLINGING CAUSTIC REMARKS AND OBSCENITIES AT ANYONE FOOLISH ENOUGH TO GET IN TYPING RANGE, BUT NOT ME.

I'LL JUST BE OVER HERE WAITING PATIENTLY, STARING AROUND ME IN SLACK JAWED WONDER LIKE A CONTENT AND EXTREMELY CORDIAL BARKBEAST, WELL AWARE OF HIS OWN RELATIVE LACK OF SIGNIFICANCE IN THIS AND ALL UNIVERSES AND TOTALLY AT PEACE WITH IT. SERIOUSLY, I'M BOGGLING AT THESE DEVELOPMENTS BUT ALSO WISED UP TO THE TRUTH THAT THIS IS MERELY ONE OF MANY THINGS I AM NOT QUALIFIED TO EITHER CONTRIBUTE TO OR UNDERSTAND.

OH, BUT, AND THIS IS A SUPER, SUPER LOW PRIORITY, JUST IF YOU HAVE A SPARE MOMENT AND YOU AREN'T TOO TIRED FROM HUMANING ALL DAY, WOULD SOMEONE MIND JUST LETTING ME KNOW: WHAT THE FUCK?

THANKS IN ADVANCE!!!
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[ kanaya knows she has to make this confession, not that she's particularly looking forward to it. but now that they've put her in solitary, nothing about this punishment has been satisfying. she needs something better.

everyone needs to know, but she doesn't want their pity, and doesn't deserve their sympathy. so. she kind of goes a little too far in the other direction, there.
]

I've been quiet the past few days. I say this not as an apology, because I don't particularly give a shit, but as an explanation. For those who don't know me, my name is Kanaya Maryam, an for the past few months I've been moonlighting as a costumed thug. One might even go so far as to say I was a supervillain.

Shocking, isn't it? I was a bit surprised, myself. [ not that she's going to explain that one. ]

As Hobgoblin, I committed numerous crimes, whether disrupting traffic, harassing the costumed set, playing ghost in a haunted house, other, more serious infractions. Kidnapping. Stalking. And...worse than that. [ her flippant tone cracks, her voice falling low and shaky. ] I've-- I've hurt people. People who didn't deserve it. Innocents.

[ there's a fury brimming in that last word, a self-loathing and shame. she can feel her hands shaking, her knuckles going white as she balls her fists. but they won't see that, it's important that they don't. if they recognize any remorse, it will defeat the whole purpose.

she takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she collects herself again.
]

For all of these things, the most the local authorities have seen fit to do is stick me in a room alone without my powers. Which is really great, I must say. Wonderful to know that we feed and house our criminals when law-abiding residents have no such amenities, especially when they aren't registered! I must say this world's punitive measures are deeply impressive, it truly overwhelms me with compunction, how much softer-handed it is than I expected when I turned myself in. I suppose I shouldn't be really surprised, when the approach to everything is such a joke, such a limp attitude toward justice is at least consistent.

But it isn't real justice. It's a mockery. [ she thinks of terezi, and wonders if she'd be more embarrassed by the meagerness of it, or that kanaya submitted herself willingly. terezi would know what to do here. ]

I'm sure many of you could do better, someone who really believes in the subject, unless you're too stuck in all the nonsense moralizing humans too often preoccupy themselves with. You're heroes. I'm a villain. That seems simple enough to me.

If you want to see real justice done, I'm not going anywhere.

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