dear_mun | voice testing (mr. pink/reservoir dogs)

You gotta be shittin’ me. It isn’t bad enough that the heist fell through, now you want to drag me into this mess of fucked up nobodies and creeps that ain’t even human? All of this talking through computers, being put into some unknown situation where anything can happen, I don’t like that. This isn’t my game. This isn’t the way I play.

As if I’ve got a fuckin’ choice in the matter.

While we’re at it, you know what? This all smells pretty rotten to me. You think this is fun, you’re pretty fuckin’ sick, is what I think. Just… toying around with people—there’s me and god knows who else, but I know I’m not the only one—and what kind of a game is that? Have you got nothing better to do with yourself, you’ve gotta play with us all day? I don’t know why you’d want me in your head. Hell, I don’t always want me in my head. You hear me? This doesn't end, I mean I don’t stop talking. I just don’t, I’m not kidding you.

Jesus Christ, at least get me a cigarette, will ya?

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Yeah, I mean, you've got it right there. Somebody oughtta pull 'em out of it, wake 'em the fuck up. It's gotta be bad for the brain, or something. Only shrinks're supposed to spend that much time in someone else's head, and all of them are certifiably nuts.

Don't get me wrong, I try not to get into anybody's private life--what people do on their own is their business, no matter what kind of weird shit they're into--but when it starts fuckin' with my life, it's time to take a stand. Way I see it, I'm just speak up for my fucking rights.

Edited 2013-01-05 09:21 (UTC)

Exactly! Like, this is some grade A invasion of privacy bullshit. This is against the goddamn Constitution. And I am not down for some--some whackjob stalking me, or trying to use me as a case study or whatever it is they do. [Because he has had WAY more experience dealing with getting kidnapped by crazy people than he would like to admit.]

...I mean, I'm pretty new too, but like, I hear all the stories. Some kid up here got his eyeball eaten by a cannibal or something. Freaky stuff.

What the fuck, I ain't heard that. I've seen some perverse shit, but that's a whole new level of messed up. Thought they only did that shit in Brazil or some shit. Jesus. What sort of a person sticks a guy with these freaks, is exactly what I want to know.

And this, this is the reason I steer clear of shrinks--I mean, that and I'm not crazy, but all of this dicking around. We can't see them, they can see us. Privacy? Privacy's a joke, man! They got no reason for anything they do, but somehow they get away with calling it legit. Might as well be playing for a bunch of cops.

Right? Like I'm saying. A bunch of sadists, touched in the head an' shit.

I hate muns, and I hate the cops, but I didn't--geez, I never connected it! No wonder everybody else up here's crazy: it's like lock-up, only worse.

...Or like that asylum Batman throws all the supervillains in, maybe. Shit, man.

And we just, what, stay here until they decide they're sick of us? Or are stuck here indefinitely? I mean, is this fuckin' eternity? I'm pretty sure I didn't die but then I'm also pretty sure guys don't usually go around snacking on eyeballs and when did this become a police state?! This ain't fuckin' right. This ain't right in any book.

Holy fuck, man, we're in some deep shit. I can't stay in here. Confined spaces drive me nuts, I'm not fucking joking.

Wait, wait, hold on, I think I know what you're talking about, Batman or whatever. I think I read about that place. Unless you're talking about Jack Nicholson--which, there's a creepy motherfucker--and I don't remember any prison in that.

voice testing (mr. pink/reservoir dogs)

'pologies for the fifty million edits, erk.

no worries! c:

:D (also, have been meaning to watch breaking bad for a long time, and now i'm even more intrigued)

aaaa yes it's definitely worth checking out

then so i shall... >:D (also, the anxiety quotient in this thread is pretty high, and it amuses)