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."