Upon looking at heyfreemagic

[hasstandards]

Magic? Bloody magic.

No. Absolutely not.

Comments

[notjustinthemirror]

I didn't say he ever listened. Sometimes you have to prove a point the hard way.

[ By crashing planes into the middle of nowhere in the snow. ]

[hasstandards]

So you're keepin' someone out of trouble... by causing trouble.

[notjustinthemirror]

It certainly got his attention.

[hasstandards]

This bloke got a death wish?

[notjustinthemirror]

He did. He's come to accept who he is and his purpose.

Which makes my existence significantly easier.

[hasstandards]

His purpose?

[notjustinthemirror]

It's a long story.

[ Wait a second, how did this get turned around to talking about him? They're supposed to be talking about Sniper. Something has gone awry. ]

And it wouldn't make sense here. Though going somewhere that you spontaneously generate magical powers doesn't either.

[hasstandards]

Nothing in this place makes sense, mate. Somethin' I'm gettin' used to.

[notjustinthemirror]

Of course. That's because a bunch of people from places that don't make sense are all stuck together in one location and bringing all their beliefs and ideas with them. And a lot of it doesn't mix together well.

[hasstandards]

It's the same for those games. The cities and whatnot.

[notjustinthemirror]

The one I was in was a school run by demons, taught by zombies, and the staff were penguins.

Who exploded.

[hasstandards]

I assume on account of you.

[notjustinthemirror]

It was all like that before I got there.

I'm just the first one to think of using exploding penguins as projectile weapons.

[hasstandards]

Don't that seem a bit cruel?

[notjustinthemirror]

Fuck if I care.

[hasstandards]

Hn.

[That was an opinion of some sort, apparently.]

[notjustinthemirror]

The hunter cares about cruelty to penguins?

[hasstandards]

S'one thing to hunt game. At least those beasts are dangerous.

[notjustinthemirror]

And it's another to explode something for fun?

[hasstandards]

Yeah.

[notjustinthemirror]

You kill people over gravel.

[hasstandards]

I'm paid to do it.

[notjustinthemirror]

And I enjoy blowing things up.

Or bludgeoning them.

With crowbars.

[They're so uh... similar?]

[hasstandards]

That makes me a man with a profession, and you a bloody whackjob.

[notjustinthemirror]

If you say so.

At least I'm enjoying myself.