teamposts | March's Heart

[IGNORING MONOLOGUE to check out that chart too

....]

"Sun Stroke Victim"?

Oh, hey, looks like you warrant a spot on the top of this hierarchy! Better leave it there, don't want a downgrade in his opinion, do you?

I could care less about his opinion of me.

What are the columns for?

How the hell am I supposed to know? They're not labeled. Mind reading: not actually a talent I fucking have.

You are still moving them around.

[... PUTTING HIS NAME ABOVE MAD'S]

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Precautionary measures.

[yes i am at the top B)]

Even if you do not know what they do?

So did you!

[.... taking off Cardinal's names]

Perhaps they're a hit list.

[ claps ]

Pretty fucking likely. This place started with "murdering" in the fucking stage title.

So he would even kill his own teammates? Beyond you, I mean.

You'd put it past him in the first place? What a generous soul.

Well, I do not know the depths of his depravity as much as you likely do.

[cccasually takes off "Cannibal" too]

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None too bright. The docks breed the worst sort of men, short of temper, quick to ask questions that don't need answering.

The dame had a tragic incident in her youth. She weeps while questioning me over it, but it's old news.

[ I GUESS I CAN TALK TO BOTH OF YOU ]

So, speaking of those questions! Narrator, who the fuck are you supposed to be? Other than someone who tragically forgot that inner monologues: they go on the inside.

An old, washed out detective. I watch the world from my dinged up office, looking for trouble before it comes around knocking heads.

So what's the trouble that's getting to you right now? Or am I supposed to believe the only bit is those of us who came waltzing in here?

Another day, another game. There are too many players in this mess of a city.

So, what, is that a vote for murder and bringing that number down?

Murder? That's the department of the detective. These days, it doesn't have much to do with blind justice.

Which is you? Then give us a hint, where should we be looking for this detective?

[Makes a gun to the head gesture, and mimes suicide.]

Oh, instructions!

[ CHAINS. GOING FOR THE NECK, to hoist him up by it, suddenly ]

[oh okay i was talking to him but

POPCORN.GIF]

[♪ It's probably worth worrying about when a boss theme kicks in.

He reacts instantly, pulling a revolver from his holster and emptying it at Shark.]