03-20-2021, 04:06:53 AM
Kellensea doesn't even say anything as the others shout at her and walk away. Once they've left, she looks up from the copper wires, and looks oddly at Haruka and Ranma being slow. She doesn't even complain, she just grabs the taser, hooks the spikes to the copper wire, and pulls the trigger immediately, holding it down to drain the entire taser cartridge, setting off the explosives. She finally speaks after the blast has echoed through the air.
Let's make one thing clear. The only reason I haven't killed any of you is sheer luck on your part. IF I could have gotten away with it, I would have done it and been out before you could do a damn thing about it. I would have been victorious, you would be miserable for a bit, then happy again. Instead, you've had to all put up with me for this time. If the rule to only kill two people and no more wasn't there, I would have killed all of you the first night. But let me make a second thing clear. You call me a coward. You call me evil, dangerous, crazy. But for all your words, you never once attempted to break in and kill me. You had a problem, and you made no attempt to solve it. You all, not just you two, but all of you, made NO attempt to solve the problem. Ronnie at least tried, but even he was too fucking cowardly to come for me. You don't deserve escape, you're only hangers on. You're civilians, who've been saved by an adventurer, yet again. But you are the WORST civilians I've ever saved. The others are at least marginally happy. They at least give me items willingly when I do it. If I hadn't been here, you would have executed Kai, and the cookie monster would have walked free. I'm never going to let this slide for you, because you don't deserve that. You're idiots, you're cowards, and yet somehow, you take intensely stupid risks ALL the time.
With a cold rage, she turns to Ranma specifically.
You. You're dead if I ever see your face again after this. Same goes for all of the ones of you I hate most of all. You, Alexis, the fox thing, Bakugo, Monika who DARES to blame her idiocy and incompetent attempts to murder on me, and all because I reason differently to you. You claim to hate me. But you don't. Otherwise, you would have tried to kill me. No. You fear me. And I will haunt your nightmares for the rest of your life, because of YOUR fear of me. You claim that you just don't want anyone to die, or some other bullshit. No. You're going to justify whatever bullshit you came up with. No. This is fear. Fear that you'll fail. Fear that I'll be triumphant. To coopt one of your idioms, none of you want to bell the cat. If you really hated me, you would have killed me directly. But you're not confident the others will spare you. You're fearful that in some way, I reached their minds. That somewhere, that which you call "insanity", though it is more sane than anything you've done, lurks, and it will come out, and you will be killed.
As she flips the ladder bridge back over to the wall and starts climbing it...
You can't kill me by taking the bridge away. I still have feather falling, remember? Because I'm prepared for shit. But you call being prepared for shit cowardice. You call it hiding. I call it jealousy that you didn't do what I did. In the end, you're afraid of things that could change you. But I, I changed constantly. And I'm happy with who I am. I forsook the social contract and became an adventurer. I forsook my built-in processes to get better ones. I'm sick of you judging me. You willfully misinterpret my attitude towards life because OBVIOUSLY someone who has a different one must think themselves the only important life. But that's never been something I've said. All lives are equal in value. Not all human lives, not all sapient lives, ALL lives. Plant, animal, animalcule, etcetera. That I have to make this clear to you stuns me. And as I end many trillions of lives a day by natural processes alone? What makes your lives more valuable? What do you provide that I don't? A twisted worldview that prioritizes your in-group over others?... I can't wait to escape this place, even though I'm probably going to have to tolerate you all forever more. At least because I'll be there with you, someday, perhaps, when you're alone, your damaged minds will finally give up fighting. Maybe then, you'll become like me.
She uses the crowbar to clear out any debris blocking the hole, and
>Looks around inside the building.
Let's make one thing clear. The only reason I haven't killed any of you is sheer luck on your part. IF I could have gotten away with it, I would have done it and been out before you could do a damn thing about it. I would have been victorious, you would be miserable for a bit, then happy again. Instead, you've had to all put up with me for this time. If the rule to only kill two people and no more wasn't there, I would have killed all of you the first night. But let me make a second thing clear. You call me a coward. You call me evil, dangerous, crazy. But for all your words, you never once attempted to break in and kill me. You had a problem, and you made no attempt to solve it. You all, not just you two, but all of you, made NO attempt to solve the problem. Ronnie at least tried, but even he was too fucking cowardly to come for me. You don't deserve escape, you're only hangers on. You're civilians, who've been saved by an adventurer, yet again. But you are the WORST civilians I've ever saved. The others are at least marginally happy. They at least give me items willingly when I do it. If I hadn't been here, you would have executed Kai, and the cookie monster would have walked free. I'm never going to let this slide for you, because you don't deserve that. You're idiots, you're cowards, and yet somehow, you take intensely stupid risks ALL the time.
With a cold rage, she turns to Ranma specifically.
You. You're dead if I ever see your face again after this. Same goes for all of the ones of you I hate most of all. You, Alexis, the fox thing, Bakugo, Monika who DARES to blame her idiocy and incompetent attempts to murder on me, and all because I reason differently to you. You claim to hate me. But you don't. Otherwise, you would have tried to kill me. No. You fear me. And I will haunt your nightmares for the rest of your life, because of YOUR fear of me. You claim that you just don't want anyone to die, or some other bullshit. No. You're going to justify whatever bullshit you came up with. No. This is fear. Fear that you'll fail. Fear that I'll be triumphant. To coopt one of your idioms, none of you want to bell the cat. If you really hated me, you would have killed me directly. But you're not confident the others will spare you. You're fearful that in some way, I reached their minds. That somewhere, that which you call "insanity", though it is more sane than anything you've done, lurks, and it will come out, and you will be killed.
As she flips the ladder bridge back over to the wall and starts climbing it...
You can't kill me by taking the bridge away. I still have feather falling, remember? Because I'm prepared for shit. But you call being prepared for shit cowardice. You call it hiding. I call it jealousy that you didn't do what I did. In the end, you're afraid of things that could change you. But I, I changed constantly. And I'm happy with who I am. I forsook the social contract and became an adventurer. I forsook my built-in processes to get better ones. I'm sick of you judging me. You willfully misinterpret my attitude towards life because OBVIOUSLY someone who has a different one must think themselves the only important life. But that's never been something I've said. All lives are equal in value. Not all human lives, not all sapient lives, ALL lives. Plant, animal, animalcule, etcetera. That I have to make this clear to you stuns me. And as I end many trillions of lives a day by natural processes alone? What makes your lives more valuable? What do you provide that I don't? A twisted worldview that prioritizes your in-group over others?... I can't wait to escape this place, even though I'm probably going to have to tolerate you all forever more. At least because I'll be there with you, someday, perhaps, when you're alone, your damaged minds will finally give up fighting. Maybe then, you'll become like me.
She uses the crowbar to clear out any debris blocking the hole, and
>Looks around inside the building.
I am the They who says it!