((he found a way to hurt me. Not sure what I did. I wasn’t bad mouthing him or anything…I thought I had always been nice to the guy… I’ll be back when this blows over))
((ooc: If it’ll make you feel better, I could write a rape-torture-and-murder fic featuring Windows and his fillyfriend. I haven’t really tried to write something horrible in a while, and have so many ideas.))
((ooc: Why? You’d don’t need to consider it part of your cannon just because someone drew it. Hell, I can link you to all sorts of terrible porn featuring Nightmare Moon. I find it kind of funny, really.))
((Starbuck is part of who I am… Del is a really good artist and it scares me…))
((ooc: What he does is meaningless to you, like so much child’s babble. Ignore it, and let it pass. Do not allow others to hurt you by mere words or splotches of colour.))
((This is bad…))
((ooc: What’s so bad about it? So he draws a little crappy art. So what? Just ignore him.))
((If he does, I’ll never be able to look at Starbuck the same way again…))
((ooc: Why? You’d don’t need to consider it part of your cannon just because someone drew it. Hell, I can link you to all sorts of terrible porn featuring Nightmare Moon. I find it kind of funny, really.))
((This is bad…))
((ooc: What’s so bad about it? So he draws a little crappy art. So what? Just ignore him.))
((right-o now that I got your attention I want you to know, I just don’t care anymore no more RP unless I know you pretty much. Ill ignore everything else and continue to draw whatever the fuck I want, ship who I want and fuck who I want.))
((You don’t RP anyway, and you only…
((AAAWWWW widdle Arbor so cute when he MAD X3))
((As a neutral party, I can say, you’re being cruel, Del. Stop it. Quit harassing my friend.))
((well Starbuck NOW your fucked, I TOLD YOU TO leave it alone I WAS JUST KIDDING not being serious only having a lil fun but NOPE y’all wanna push me CUZ U WANT IT!! You want me to draw 34 of YOU!!))
((ooc: Wait… You’re threatening people with art? Seriously? I’ve heard some sorry excuses for threats in my time, but I think this takes the cake.))
Say you have pet dogs. You love those dogs.
You’re telling me, because they’re non sapient beings, It’s alright for me to run them over and slaughter them?
We use non-sapient undead for manual labour.
How can one oppress something that cannot feel pain?
You take away their right to be their own zombie of course!
I mean plenty of zombies love going to Blood Bowl, and everyzombie you enslave is just ruining another soul’s dream to play ultraviolent football with regenerating limbs.
We don’t know about wild undead, but Our reanimated do not ‘love’ anything. They do not love, they do not hate, they do not feel fear or joy or sorrow. They do not feel anything. They are machines, pure and simple.
Are you now?
*She turns the turret upside down and looks for a maintenance hatch.* Just what makes you different, hmm?
Say you have pet dogs. You love those dogs.
You’re telling me, because they’re non sapient beings, It’s alright for me to run them over and slaughter them?
We use non-sapient undead for manual labour.
How can one oppress something that cannot feel pain?
We don’t like to have to suggest it, but we may have to use force. For her own good, of course.
