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

[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]

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Not just for fun, kid. For killin' Ryan, too.

[whatseparates]

You--

[literally trembling with rage]

You're dead.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Naw, kid, I'm feelin' pretty alive.

[whatseparates]

What I mean is, I'm going to kill you.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

You got no idea how many people've said that before. And how many people've tried.

[whatseparates]

I'm different.

[sudden, very nasty grin]

I'm special.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Yeah, yeah, don't start gettin' all high n' mighty just 'cause someone said it to ya once.

[whatseparates]

Someone. You mean you, or someone you hired.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Yeah, guess that's true, ain't it. Well, ya shouldn't trust me, that's for sure.

[whatseparates]

Watch your back.

[nosecandyandfloorpolish]

Is that supposed'ta scare me?

[whatseparates]

It makes no difference either way.