dear_mun | Mun's been all enabled over exitvoid

Okay, mun. Buddy. Pal. Stunned motherfucker extraordinaire. Cool your jets for a moment here. Yes, I know, you let the little devil whisper those sweet, sweet, nothings into your ear, which is adorable, but let me be honest here. I do not want to be to the Bat-Fam what Deadpool is to the X-Men. I know Cassandra Cain's outfit is the fucking raddest, but I am so not going to pull a Wade Wilson and go frolicking about in it. Not my style of cosplay. No matter what that asshole Motochika is telling you. Dirty lying no good pirate fuck.

Secondly, and most importantly...You are serious about this, right? You're not just going to flake out on me, are you? Because I am actually all on board for this. No kicking, screaming, threatening, none of that. I'm serious. For the first time, you've actually got a good idea. Gotta admit, makes me kinda proud. Deep down.

Noob's all grown up. [mock sniff] They grow up so fast.

...Anyways, just think this shit through. If you go into it halfheartedly, I'm going to probably dump a bin of scorpions inside your brain. You've seen Santa Destroy, I have fucking boxes of them, just waiting. And good luck finding antidote for your brain. I keep that hidden with all the brain bleach.

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I had heard my baby brother might be thinkin' of showin' his face, and then he does.

Only shame I see is that we can't really have a proper fight when ye show up. Not just ye who has the continues, but us all. No real protagonist for it. Kind of surprisin'. But ah, I'm waxin' on a bit, aren't I?

Ah, well.

How about them apples, bro. This time around, it'll be me stealing your spotlight. Karma's a bitch like that, ain't it?

Maybe, maybe not. Can't say a lack of player character status is going to make me want to pass up the chance to take your ass to town. You might even have a shot, this time around.

Yer not quite big enough to steal my spotlight.

I always had a shot. If it weren't for the fact that they'd need to make a sequel to finish yer story, ye'd not be with us now. [ And Sylvia. But, he's not going to get into that. ]

We're twins, I'm exactly big enough to steal your spotlight. Duh.

Whoa, I think my story is good and goddamn finished as is, thank you very much. Killed the bad guy, got my revenge, got the girl. What else is there to do now?

Besides, my story is all about revenge. Who do you think they'd have to kill in order to make the next one even more personal?

The light I cast, brother, is one that ye'd find yerself blinded by. While I'm fine bein' yer foil, it's best to just stick to yer own light in the corner.

Not denyin' that. It's why it got to finish, needed to finish.

[ Stare. ]

Best not be tryin' to write me out there. Besides, would ye really go on a revenge kick for me? [ As he does remember how Travis did get when he thought the others died, but that's the others. Just him? Well, he can't really imagine that one. Regardless of how close they got at the end. 'Course if Travis got killed, Henry'd avenge him. But not for anything as sugary-sweet as brotherly love. No, he'd kill the bastards 'cause it was takin' away a fight and potential kill.

He's the only one allowed to steal kills. ]

Twice as bright, half as long. If you're so blinding, then you're going to have to watch out. I'll snuff that light right out if I get the chance.

[Ruh roh! Quick, backpedal!]

If you got killed by something other than me? I'd spend more time kicking ass through Hell just to beat the shit out of you again. But, let's put it this way, there are precious few people left that an aspiring asshole could kill to get to me.

If ye get the chance.

[ Hm. ]

Suppose that's true. Can't say that someone won't be comin' after ye. After all, weren't ye supposed to get rid of all the ranked fights? Not too many folks who'd thank the person for that.

More like when. We aren't both gonna end up dying old and grey, after all.

Yeah. I killed that shit dead.

[And he'd do it again too]

But you're not wrong. Here's hoping Suda stays busy with Lollipops and Killers who are Dead.

Unless someone interrupts us, again. Then it might be that we won't ever have our fight.

[ He scratches the side of his face. ]

I guess I'll hope a bit with ye. 'Course, I'm a bit miffed. No real backstory for me or how the bloody hell I ended up in Ireland. I don't think that's ever gonna be explained, little brother. Shinobu still needs her end, too. [ Look after two weeks, the two are bonding. Kind of. ] So, that's why I say I hope just "a bit."

Their funeral.

Hm, I guess you've got me there, bro. Maybe there can be a nice little title for you, or her, after this is all done. It's own story while leaving me to my comfortable rest of a life. At least until it ends with our inevitable final battle.

Then yer sure to die, if it's my own title.

But I don't like those odds. There's no honor in it if I'm just gonna win because I'm the protagonist, after all.

Not so fast, bro. I couldn't kill you in mine. Nothing is for certain.

Well, them the breaks. Sorry being a player character isn't all it's cracked up to be.

... Bastards. They can't keep havin' us fight without any sort of endin' to it.

At least, I stayed out of the bathroom when I temporarily was given to the players.

You joking, right? They can have us fight until the end of time. It's a guaranteed crowd pleaser.

Do we really want to comment on your brief stint as playable and what it was you were fighting?

[ Just going to be quietly annoyed about that. So quietly. ]

No, we don't want to talk about that.

[ ... ]

So, what are yer plans in arrivin' beyond... no crossdressin'?

Plans are for super heroes and nerds. I'm going to play the whole damn thing by ear.

...aside from killing a cthulhu. Me and Shinobu are totally going to get ourselves some cosmic horror trophies.

Hm. Guess I'm gonna have to make sure ye both don't end up gettin' yerselves killed.

Thanks for the vote of confidence, Sir Henry Motherfucker.

Yer welcome, my dear baby brother.

I was bein' sarcastic, ye daft fucktard.

I realize.

I chose not to acknowledge it, though.

You are such a tool, I swear to fuck.

Don't be losin' yer temper now.

Or life is gonna be quite difficult for ye on the ship.

You're just afraid I'll try and suplex you off the side of it.

Yes, I'm afraid of that.

'Cause ye will probably will try and end up fallin' off yerself.

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