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[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

[Somebody appears on the plane wearing a white lab coat and yelling.] SHUT UP!! I said I’m fine! Get back to-- [And he realizes he's on the plane!]

Wha... What is this? Those damn-! [He turns around, yelling at the air.] What do you freaks want with me?! And what the hell are you drugging me with?! This isn’t any normal hallucinogen. You think I’ll just let you do whatever the hell you want to me?

[He pauses momentarily, waiting for an answer...] SHOW YOURSELVES, damn it! Don’t act like you can’t hear me!

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[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

Not drugs? Bullshit. Explain all of this then! [Gesturing to the plane.] This doesn't happen after a few beers... And now I'm talking to imaginary people.

[gotitwrong]

Wish it were drugs. [he crosses his arms] Had about 10 people make a fuss that it were real; probably do the same to you.

[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

Movie characters aren't real. That's what this is. Just some movie my mind made up because some fucktards thought it'd be great fun to shoot me up!

[gotitwrong]

[hey, Ray's cool with the denial] If you find 'em, bring 'em round. I'd like to bust their heads in. [he pulls out his cigarettes]

[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

When I'm through with them they won't have heads!! [Oh man a cigarette would hit the spot.] Let me have one of those.

[gotitwrong]

[he pulls out two and passes one to Souichi. he smirks at the whole 'not have heads' thing] Too bad. I was lookin' forward to givin' 'em a good kicking.

[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

[Sweet, a cig. He digs through his pockets for a lighter and lights it.] ... How long does this shit last?

[gotitwrong]

[he lights up his own] Dunno. Only got here a bit ago meself.

[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. [He still doesn't want to believe this is real. :|] No idea what this is about, then?

[gotitwrong]

Not a damn clue.

[tyrantinthenile.livejournal.com]

[He takes a long drag of the cigarette.] Wonderful.