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[It's been a bit since we've seen Nathan on the plane, hasn't it? Well, here's our very own Dethklok front man, drinking on his couch. Just he doesn't seem to be in that great of a mood. He doesn't seem pissed off, more... reserved and almost like an upset little boy.]

Fucking Charles.

[He mutters and drinks his beer, staring forward.]

Not our fault.

[He finishes his booze, and throws the bottle at the floor, where it smashes.]

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[He waves his hand dismissively, as if it was nothing.]

Don't worry about it. But, uh, anything else? I got... plenty of time, seeing as no one knows I'm totally delaying on getting on a boat in the middle of fucking winter.

[ ... totally Genta.]

Well, if you're sure ...

I guess it'd be interesting to know who else from your world knows about the Plane and if you've met any people you know who weren't the people you know!

I'm going to assume you mean people who can come up here, because, uh, the whole band knows about here. I told them about it. And they, you know, had to believe me because I told them so.

[Nathan continues, though.]

Toki used to be able to come up here, but he can't anymore. Doesn't remember shit. Charles, our manager? Can come up here. Which is why I was totally in a surly mood, I was waiting for him to show up and be him.

Never met any other uses though. Not here, anyway.

It's good that you can tell them and not have to worry, though sad that your friend can't come any more.

Ah. Good luck with Charles, then.

Fuck Charles. [His voice is stern and adamant. He is totally prepared to be passive aggressive when the time comes.] Anyway, yeah, if they didn't believe me, I'd kill them. Okay. I wouldn't kill them, but I'd probably give them shit until they gave up and believed me. They don't get to pick and choose when to listen to me! If I tell them to fucking listen, they fucking listen.

You're the leader?

Duh. I'm the lead singer and the front man. They're my bandmates, and, uh, they have to do what I say.

I didn't realise being a band worked that way!

It's how my band works. It's, uh, always been that way.

Seems like a lot of responsibility.

I'm used to it. I've been in charge for... [He stares at his hands, as if counting on his fingers.] Ten, fifteen years, something like that.

That's a long time!

Has Charles been your manager that whole time?

Yeah, he has. He's been with us since we came together, when it was me, Skwisgaar, Murderface, Pickles, and Hammerstorm.

That long huh ... [Murderface? Seriously?]

Ne ... if Charles is that important to you and the band, maybe running away's not the best idea. After all, if you're not there, he can't apologise to you.

He wouldn't apologize. He thinks it's our fault that for starting a war, which it kind of is, but that isn't the point! He, uh, he clearly doesn't care about us. So no, running away is the best idea I've had in- in a while.

A war.

Yeah.

[He looks away.]

[A war. A. War.]

Ne ... how do you accidentally start a war?

...We doublebooked a gig between Israel and Syria. Which is Charles' fault! He wasn't there to tell me not to.

[Yep. This is the S3 finale.]

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