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[kidjoy]

[It’s been a long time since she’s addressed the community. While she’s always sounded annoyed, now there’s a heartache behind the anger. An exhaustion, a defeat.]

Back in the desert we got this story that gets told to every greenie that shows up in the sand. That it don’t matter if you went and got dusted ‘cause your shadow still lives on. [A shaky, sharp breath.] Killjoys never die.

But in this place, it ain’t true. The desert doesn’t believe in death but here there’s no life to begin with. Light’s out is just light’s out. [The anger in her voice picks up, deep and visceral.] All this place gives is empty promise after empty promise, dangles lil’ shiny pieces of hopin’ right in your face then laughs it away again. Just makes everythin’ you were ever told one damn cruel joke.

[There’s a few moments of nothing of but heavy breathing and snotty snuffles before she starts again, voice forcibly more calm.]

So why don’t all you rat kings and thrill seekers and wannabe white suits give me a new story worth believin' in?

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[kidjoy]

then make it more obvious next time

dont be a dick jackass

[No one ever claimed that Girl had an diplomacy skills]

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[inconsequence]

[A diplomat she is not, it is true. Perhaps Frisk ought to teach her a few pointers. Or perhaps not, if she is determined to be unpleasant at every turn.]

It is hardly my fault if you require written instructions from one tangent to the next.

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[kidjoy]

totally your fault it you cant make it clear

[Stubborn, stubborn child.]

whyd you even bother to answer if you just wanted to make fun

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[inconsequence]

[Why did they answer? There is a simple enough response to that one. Something succinct and easy. Take up the script and play the part.]

I just wanted to see you suffer.

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[kidjoy]

got a big fucking hole where your heart supposed to be

nothing but a white suit soul

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[inconsequence]

Rumors of the existence of a SOUL, where I am concerned, have been greatly exaggerated.

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[kidjoy]

just as well. those bastards had their souls sucked out long ago

guess youre the same. get your kicks out watching people burn

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[inconsequence]

Of course.

What else is a demon to do?

[They...must really have a sick sense of humor, do they not?]

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[kidjoy]

least you know what you are

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[inconsequence]

[But of that, there was never any doubt.]

Of course I do.

The question remains, however - do you?

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[kidjoy]

a killjoy always knows who they are

[Except she's not so sure anymore. What's a Killjoy without the crew?]

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[inconsequence]

What a delightfully accurate title.

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[kidjoy]

dont try to shit on the name. its a code you wouldnt understand

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[inconsequence]

But your condescension corroborates your title so beautifully.

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[kidjoy]

piss off. names not about being condescensioning

[She may not actually know what that word is. No one ever showed the kid a dictionary.]

it was about fighting the people trying to make the feeling artificial

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[inconsequence]

Oh, but of course! Why didn't I see it before? You made it so very obvious!

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[kidjoy]

didnt think i owed you my life story

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[inconsequence]

Then do not dismiss me as unknowing when you do not care to explain.

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[kidjoy]

im dismissing you cause i dont think i like you

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[inconsequence]

You don't "think" you like me? Indecision becomes no one, you know.

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[kidjoy]

just a figure of speech.
duh

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[inconsequence]

Then make it apparent. Otherwise I may very well rattle about your skull for the rest of your days. :)

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[kidjoy]

you aint gonna be in my head. no way no how

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[inconsequence]

I wouldn't be so certain.

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[kidjoy]

claiming to be psychic now?