Hym "Otherwise it wouldn't have had the effect that it's had..."
Iam "You gotta stop doing that."
Hym "He's perfectly comfortable doing to us. He's
fine. We're pals."
Iam "He's clearly not
happy about this."
Hym "I'm clearly not
happy about the retard sex
cult and the shit-head going all 'zodiac killer' on my writing and making MORE
MONEY THAN ANYTHING ELSE HE'S EVER DONE. How's that for
talent? Should I go to film school? Oh, wait, I'm already better than the people who did. This is fucking wild my guy. This perfectly illustrates my initial assertion. 'If you want to be better than us you have to try! Aquire some credentials to wield against us. Let us harvest you like a corpse of everything you have. Your suffering is nourishment for the horde' who's to say I would even have to try to excel in a field that I have no background in? Brilliant philosophical insight, writing
talent, I have it all. Should I be given my due? Nah. I'm
fine. I should just
lay here while the horde fucks me? Should I struggle harder to make it more entertaining for them? Should I chop into the limbs of the unfeeling, schizophrenic horde? Who knows. How could one ever decide..."
Iam "Sorry, he's in a mood today."
Hym "Nah, I'm glad it'll help people. Non-consentual, horde-mandated altruism. I'm like
Simon of Cyrene over here. Zero problems over here."