The woes of being considered a fandom OC D:

[aimsthegun]

You know what might've saved you a lot of fucking trouble? Thinking ahead instead of just picking me up on a whim.

But by all means, sit around pissing and moaning because your game options are virtually non-existent. That'll help.

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[tigers]

[ YEAH, YOU'D BETTER BE SORRY.

YOU AND YOUR CLEAN-SHAVEN FACE SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH YOU ]

Jim? You call him-- [ That is far too casual what is this ] I may very well be sick. You may want to watch your shoes, my good man.

[aimsthegun]

[DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE DOESN'T HAVE TIME FOR? SCRUBBING BLOOD OUT OF FACIAL HAIR.

He scoffs.]

Don't be dramatic. [Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itsel--WAIT WRONG CANON.]

[tigers]

[ IT IS AN ENTIRE PART OF THE EXPERIENCE THAT YOU AREN'T GETTING.

And man, did you just scoff at him? Did you really just--he cannot believe you right now. There is no way you're him, with your clean-shaven face and your Jim. ]

Would you rather I not have warned you at all? [ Wow Dumbledore get out who invited you into this conversation ]

[aimsthegun]

[EXPERIENCE IT ALL FOR YOURSELF. HE DOESN'T MIND ONE BIT.

And don't you even start, sir. Holding him to your hundred-some-odd-year-old standards like they're still relevant. SHAME ON YOU.

And please, for the love of God, can you make it sound a little less like they're some old married couple Christ.]

Did you really expect him not to fuck up your future at some point? [Are they even talking about the same person? It's the beard. It makes him feel entitled to all the conversations ever.]