Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20171103171830/@comment-29637681-20171114163320

“Fuck it all.”

He slashes the cloths, ripping and tearing them. “If this fucker turns out to be some sort of AI, I’m killing myself and taking you all with me.”

A slash. Another. The barrage never ends.

“You want death? You want to kill? You want murder? Fine.”

He jabs the beast. It screams as Adder’s claw delves into the socket where his missing tooth should be.

“Why bring it to me when I can bring it to you?”

Scurcio tries to charge, but Adder jumps out of the way and lets him trip, causing him to collapse onto the ground. Then he resumes his attack.

“Nobody can help you now. It’s just you today.”

He rips out an eye. Then a tooth. The he grabs an arm.

“I’m not as incompetent as anybody thinks I am. Look, I gave up on life a long time ago...but all I can say is...” The drug’s effects still linger, making him a bit slower than usual, but it otherwise has no effect on his combat prowess. Or his agility. Or speed. Or habit for parkour. Or his desire to slaughter the enemy.

“...I can’t afford to not care about killing the Empire anymore.”

The cloths start to come off. They start revealing whatever’s inside, bloodied, ripped, and scarred.