Mun contemplating sending him somewhere..:: Far Cry 3

[thedefinitionof_insanity]

 See now, my little Mun, you're starting to understand why I'm here at all - after all, what is the point of bringing me here, if not to make maaany, many new friends and have a good time huh?

[After a moment, he smirks, almost cruelly]

We're gonna have a lot of fun, hermana. Wherever you send me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can feel it.

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[twisted_paw]

You know, I've been following your exploits for some time now, and I must say... you would make a very welcome addition to my next contest, should you be interested.

[thedefinitionof_insanity]

You been following me?

[Not sure if he should be annoyed or what]

I'm fucking flattered, amigo. Now tell me who you are.

[twisted_paw]

I am Calypso. I hold the contest known as Twisted Metal. Drivers from every walk of life come together to blow each other up in pursuit of the ultimate prize: any wish your heart desires.

[He pulls a business card from within his jacket and hands it over.]

For you, I would even be willing to commission a car made to your specifications. It wouldn't do to have you strapping a couple machine guns to a random jalopy. Only the best for you.

[thedefinitionof_insanity]

[He takes the card from this 'Calypso' guy, giving it a vague once over before glancing back up at him with a smirk]

'Any wish'..that's quite an offer. And how is it you can grant these wishes?

[Absently, he starts to fold the card into odd shapes here and there]

That makes me feel very special hermano, but I have to ask - what is the catch, eh? What did I do to deserve such an expensive gift

[Granted, he does enjoy expensive things..]

[twisted_paw]

Now, that would be telling. Any good magician knows you don't tell how you do something, especially if you're good at it. Just know that I can grant any wish, regardless of size, expense, or even reality.

Oh, I know all about how you drench your little island with the blood of outsiders, and I must admit, I'm a bit of a fan of your handiwork. Not sense Needles Kane have I seen such skill and love of your art. I believe such devotion and skill is worthy of recognition.

[thedefinitionof_insanity]

[There's a low, dark chuckle accompanying the maiden flight of the tiny, misshapen air plane made from the business card]

That's true, that is true..and you know, I would be lying if I said it wasn't a good feeling, having fans. Makes me all warm and fuzzy

But you know..this all sounds very shady, amigo. Magic is an illusion. And I do not like to be tricked

[Crouching to pick up the plane, he holds it between his forefinger and thumb]

Not. One. Bit.

[twisted_paw]

[Calypso shrugs, keeping his grin all the while.]

Fair enough. But I assure you, my power is real. Nothing about it is a trick.

[His eyes glow softly before the business card bursts into flames.]

There are powers older than what is commonly considered 'magic.' The sorcery and witchcraft of the middle ages are but paltry parlor tricks compared to my power. My power predates the very Earth itself, and it was pried from the heart of Hell itself.

[thedefinitionof_insanity]

[Hastily dropping the tiny, flaming piece of card, Vaas straightens up, rubbing his burned fingertips together gingerly, only looking back at Calypso briefly]

...That's nice. A real touching story. Got me right here [He taps his chest with his other hand]

But. You made me burn myself - and you destroyed my plane. S'a little fucking rude, don't you think?

And what the fuck is that even supposed to mean huh? 'From Hell itself' - you know what I call that, I call that fucking bullshit - then again, that same bullshit made fire come out of nowhere, so I gotta wonder...

[Sucking the tip of his thumb momentarily, he amuses himself by examining it; burns fucking hurt, bro..]

...someone, like you, so powerful and all that..why are you not off ruling the world some how. You know what I'd do with power like that?

[twisted_paw]

Who's to say I'm not? Sure, I'm not a king, or president, but more importantly, I'm a CEO. I rule from the background. I have the world by the balls and I have no intention of letting go anytime soon.

Every war, every gang, every psychopath released from a mental hospital? All of the world's chaos is started because I say the word.

[He laughs and holds his arms aloft.] Every year I turn the streets of LA into a blood bath and shower the world in twisted scrap metal, where nobody is safe. The world is but a puppet that dances at the end of my strings. I offer you the opportunity to join me on the stage of greatness. To realize your heart's deepest desire. All you have to do is kill every single person that stands in your way.

I've gotta crash - I'll tag back first thing tomorrow! :)

[thedefinitionof_insanity]

CEO..[Tsch] Still means you're not at the top of the food chain. A shame.

That sounds like fun - really, it does. A fucking trip. But I've got my own agenda

And, ah...wrecking a perfectly beautiful expensive new toy doesn't sound like a good enough reason to stray from my plans. As for my heart's 'deepest desire' [That brings out an actual laugh]

I'm pretty sure it's my mind that desires what I want. My heart, just..does what it does