MethStar
I now present you with two options. Either your childish, jingoistic antagonism towards me ends completely,
now, and I mean
utterly, or I lawyer up and end your entire existence by replacing it with the types of mindless legalese and torturous Kafkaesque bullshit that would drive a person to suicide, with or with out an ally;
and then I actually have you killed. Pick whatever you want. You have explored your last petty jab with me, Sirrah. What are you whining about, do you think this is your plunder that I took from you? Listen up, thuggydouche: this is my house, and I made this house into bait by design. Give up. Repress your hatred. Rub her feet. Whatever you like. But keep up the stalking and I will get State troopers from Mississippi to tool up your ass. Don't think I couldn't do it... but, is it worth it?
There is nothing stopping me from going accidental-on-purpose "Oops, Con Air" on you other than a lack of a physical address and I am lazy. A lawyer will end your life just as well. Means the same to me.
You have no power over me and your constant refrain of attack against me is wildly actionable. If you thought you were going to get a rise out of me, you haven't. I am merely tired of seeing your antics.
Stop acting like a child-predating sleaze or, literally, we'll have you fucking killed. In either case you are blocked I will miss nothing and if you think I am exaggerating, you are right.
The truth is you are already dead to me and you are already being tracked. Try growing up now. Why not? You gonna get too tall to rub noses? You are a twerp.
You had your chance to be civil and accept peaceful co-existence with me. Go lick you wounds and stop repeating the unlawful activity, i.e., STALKING.
(I can speak control codes to her and she'll murder you in your sleep, you know. Why do you think a grown-ass woman (well, kinda) is afraid of A PHONE? Well, the technology is quite potent, and, well, so am I. Have you heard enough? I doubt it.
You had years to introduce me to what you think is "meth" and you have been a standoffish self-absorbed, narcissistic prick the entire time. Your behavior makes others feel unsafe. That I have to tell you this... dude. I can't believe no one else has told you.
You look like a monkey... and you smell like one too. And I hope (PROT) enjoys her time with you.
She deserves a g8y like you--who manufactures drugs for her. That's it. That's all. That's what you are, and that's why you obsess. Remedy the situation or I will--and, I just have. Because her self-punishment *this is all I deserve!* is getting in the way of my growth *wow, I could use a maid to sweep up all these needles* and a psychic lobotomy is a lot like a death, you know?)
Also: witness intimidation charges. Calling attorney now. Will anything happen? azhaha, no. Besides, you are a scrub. Who cares?
Well, think of the children. Also, you're diluting my brand. But mostly... it's just that you are imagining yourself needing to be a man of action. You perhaps were, for a moment.
I have permissions to bless and sanctify the compound. I can pray, just to make it today. You cannot. And because you are a dipshit... you have lost what access you could have had. Pack your shit. Get out. Have someone talk to me about who is more suitable than you are for Our collective purposes.
I'll take Stephen Biscuits over you, dumbass. That's how far past too past you just went. Do you think I am fucking with you? I am not.
I WILL ACTUALLY KILL YOU. To say this is perfectly legal, as you have ooooooobviously been threatening me, publically, for years. And you are, of course, VERY WELCOME TO FILE A POLICE REPORT, YOU MAGGOT JUNKY MEATHHEAD SEX ADDICT PUNKY FUCK.
(You aren't even going to end up with a notice in the newspaper, Scrub. Seek help. Turn your life around. And stop defiling the lives of my friends that I care about, because you can have your soul moved to another plane of reality just as easily as I had it restored to here.
Go wash your face, beta blanco boy. You're crying and you don't even know it, and do you know why I let you go on as long as you have?
I wanted her to have every possible chance to grow up on her own too. I guess you ain't got a lot of growth hormone to spread. Vile, pathetic, and an absolutely boor. I would sooner suck Andy Dick than you, and I bet if I removed even half the bags of trash on this porch... your whole goddam family would show up in the Outback and ask to squat under my eaves.
My house is bad. You are worse. Consider yourself educated, and if I ever get to snap to arms length of your center of gravity it is probably not going to be intentional. You don't even belong here... you didn't protect, you didn't serve, and you are a goddam totes embarrassment.
No wonder you can't get meth anymore, lol. Loser. You know why you get cut? Because you treat people like shit and if you I am getting anything for anyone... you are wrong. Not for anyone. I don't need or want it... and the reason I have been so flagrantly irresponsible and wasteful is just to make you jelly.
Period. Just that. Yeah, you jelly. Feel my contempt, for it is my high on you. Also I never reported your deliberate attack on the football, so, as you can see, i have been saving up ammunition for a special purpose.
I have brought about your end. Respect or die. Take her with you, for all I know, you trauma-bonded pairs are pretty psycho.
GET HELP
SOME WHERE ELSE
You are the canary in the coal mine that fuels the beast about to blow, and do you know how long people have wanted to see me respond to you?
Since before I got here, you corrupt hosemonger. As a Paladin... IT IS MY JOB TO JUDGE YOU. Go report in.
And my final advice would be... just don't even go to Owl's home, just bail. There are other worlds than this and at least three of us can arrange to have you sold for organ meat. (People do have accidents.) I will -never- supply you.
EVER. And the specialized knowledge you possess... uh, yeah, right on dude. Try Rome, Lothario. Ugh. Just ugh. (Sad, so sad, that she deserved this. -ed. GO)
