After all your blustering, you finally admit it. You like my character enough to try to play me—but don't forget who's really in charge here. Maybe you're the one with the account, but I'm the one with the life.
Go ahead. Find those other Motorcity players. Find me Mike Chilton.
I mean, I'm... flattered that you would pick me. But, uh—wouldn't you rather play someone like, I dunno, like Mike? He's outgoing, and charismatic, and, y'know...
[ he huffs, quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. ]
Actually fun. I'm not tryin’ to rain on your parade here, just offering the more reasonable solution to this itch you apparently gotta scratch.
I'll have you know I was actually totally fine with being ditched, mun. Like, I didn't even care because it's not like all my friends were having fun without me and I missed Julie or Foxy or even, I can't believe I'm saying this that weirdo Chuck.
Nope! I was fine all by myself, not lonely at all. Or bored. Or seriously depressed because I missed a KaneCo sale while you were off doing whatever weird, gross stuff you do.
Nervous? Nervous is an understatement! Seeing as I'm apparently now at the mercy of some stranger who unabashedly enjoys watching me scream and cry!? People like that are bad news to begin with, and I apparently don't get a say in whatever you plan on doing to me!
Ohhhh, Ohhh man, this is bad, this is really really bad...
Look, it's not like I think going somewhere with the other Burners would be cool and all but...
You know how long it took me to get settled in Motorcity after I split from Deluxe? You think I want to set myself up in another new place? What about all my unfinished projects? What about my family back up top? What about, you know, the war everyone is fighting!?
[sigh]...Don't even pretend you're listening if you're not, OK?
I'm really pleased that you picked me and all but I mean really I'm in the middle of a war here for crying out loud! I'm excited and all about meeting these people and whatnot but c'mon I mean we both have something better to do right??
So if that's the kind of thing I'm supposed to do on my birthday... can you at least try to sweeten the deal for me? I mean... ... hey, summer's around the corner. Can I shoot for a surf board? Maybe?
Man, I need a project before I start cleaning the neighbor's apartments, okay? So... think about it?
Man, I am having some serious second thoughts about this. And third thoughts. And like, seventh thoughts.
You're sure it's me you wanna send to a game? Absolutely, one hundred percent, no doubt in your mind? 'Cause there's like, a whoooole bunch of people who would be way better for this. People who like getting sent to new dimensions, even!
I am not getting ahead of myself! You even start thinking about a proper game, and before I know it I'll be in space or something!
Look, if there aren't any offers on the table then you really just oughta forget the whole thing.
I'm not the kind of guy to back down from trouble or anything but you? You're dangerous. And I don't mean like Mike. Mike's problem is he just doesn't listen.
You? I'm starting to think you're trying to be some kind of Kane 2.0! I wouldn't let you show me the bathrooms, and I'm NOT going to any game you try to throw me in!
Alright, I know what I said before, but that was before I knew -
[ She stops, and glances around for a moment. She knows now that anybody could be watching, so she can't let on about specific details. ]
Ugh. Okay, look, there's a lot more important things to worry about than you going back to school, okay? A certain someone - several certain someones - are in that game, and you need to send me there so I can -
Mun, I think you should take some meds and go lie down. I know you're sick and when you think of ideas when you're sick, bad things happen. Fortunately, not as much to me but still bad things happen.
I'm already in Somarium, so why do you think I wanna go to this Nautilus place, too?! I mean, yeah, Bending sounds really cool and all, but I could do without the reality storm thing. The control collar one alone sends up so many red flags.
Seriously. Go lie down and rest. You're as bad as Mike sometimes.
Nothing wrong with a bit of... what did you call it? 'Obvious homosexual tension' between new friends, is there? No, I didn't think there was. Now, be a good girl and run along. Us grown-ups have more important things to do than play with brats.
You think you're going to help me take down Mike Chilton, huh? Don't make me laugh, kid.
You know what I see when I look at you? A wide-eyed, wet-behind-the-ears greenhorn who thinks she's smarter than the system! Trusting one of those was how Deluxe got into the whole Burner trouble the first time, or didn't you know?
Look...all I need you to do is get me into that game, and then I want you to stay out of my way, capiche?!