On test-driving

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Ya ain't seriously gonna "test-drive" me over there, are ya? Test drivin' is one step closer to putting me in some shithole, and I ain't goin' without a fight. Especially not to some torture facility in space.

Guess it probably doesn't surprise ya that I think you're a real piece a' work, and I don't want shit to do with you. Listen, no hard feelins or nothin', but I ain't gonna change my mind about that. So shut the fuck up, already.

Comments

[whatseparates]

You must've been hiding for a long time, if even Atlas thought you were dead.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

[He laughs.]

Huh. So you ain't figured it out yet, kid.

[whatseparates]

[squint]

Figured what out?

[That Atlas wasn't what he seemed? That he'd lied and manipulated Jack for his own purposes? Yes. That he was Fontaine himself? Not just yet.]

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Aw, never mind. Spoilers, kid. Don't wanna ruin things for ya.

[whatseparates]

Tell me! Please.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

[He's tempted. Really tempted.]

Y'know, I'm good at bein' whoever I want. I ain't necessarily what you think I am.

[whatseparates]

I don't get it.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Ya remember those posters around Rapture, kid? Those "Who Is Atlas" things? Thought that was a pretty fuckin' great campaign, myself. Makes ya wonder, doesn't it, just who this "Atlas" guy really was?

[whatseparates]

Do you know?

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

I dunno. I know a lotta things, don't I, boyo?

[whatseparates]

[He's not stupid enough to miss that level of hinting. It all adds up--the strange photographs, Tenenbaum's involvement, Jasmine's ghost.]

It's you. You're Atlas.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Right in one, kid. Guess you're smarter than ya look.

[whatseparates]

[Jack just stares at him, horrified.]

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Cat got yer tongue? Say somethin'!

Jack is in his 'why' stage because he is secretly a toddler

[whatseparates]

Why?

Re: Aww Jack, it's hard being a grownup toddler

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

I wanna know whatcha think about it.

[whatseparates]

I mean why did you do it?

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Aw, ya really want me to get into all'a that? I wanted to kill Ryan. You were the best option, kid.

[whatseparates]

But why--

Never mind.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Why what? Don't make me drag it outta you.

[whatseparates]

Why even bother tricking me? When you could make me do whatever you wanted anyway?

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Aw, I dunno. There's somethin' so satisfyin' about makin' someone think they got their own free will, ain't there?

[whatseparates]

Satisfying?

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Yeah, y'know. Makes breakin' 'em down at the end even better.

[whatseparates]

You did it for fun.

[SO MUCH HATE]