No, it's not really Freddie Mercury
Apr. 19th, 2012 12:02 amUnderstand, human. I am not one of those other pitiful Earthers that inhabit that feeble monkey brain of yours. I will not BEG for you to put me into one of those damnable, bizarre foreign lands, anymore than I would beg of any enemy.
No. This is not a request, this is an ORDER. You will make for me a proper application. Not that scrawled bit of text that you consider a "good try". A real application. One that perfectly captures my true essence and is befitting of a Grand Regent of the Viltrumite Empire.
If you cannot accomplish such a simplistic task, then I will deign to do such a lowly task myself. And I will do it after I personally butcher every last muse I'm forced to co-exist with inside of your head. Then you can't make the excuse that you're distracted.
DO I MAKE MYSELF QUITE CLEAR?
Then hurry and be done with it, lest I make good on my promise. I take my leave of you!
No. This is not a request, this is an ORDER. You will make for me a proper application. Not that scrawled bit of text that you consider a "good try". A real application. One that perfectly captures my true essence and is befitting of a Grand Regent of the Viltrumite Empire.
If you cannot accomplish such a simplistic task, then I will deign to do such a lowly task myself. And I will do it after I personally butcher every last muse I'm forced to co-exist with inside of your head. Then you can't make the excuse that you're distracted.
DO I MAKE MYSELF QUITE CLEAR?
Then hurry and be done with it, lest I make good on my promise. I take my leave of you!