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[touchofgenius]

I cannot even begin to describe to you people how utterly disturbing it is to wake up in the morning and see a commercial for a video game based on your life. People are profiting from my life - really I should be saying "my death", but that just takes this to a whole new morbid level that I don't even want to get into.

Whoever the hell these Capcom people are need to knock it the fuck off before I find a way to accuse them for my murder and/or sue them for mental distress. I mean, hell, I'd really like to enjoy drinking my coffee and watching the movin' pi'ture box without having to relive the horrible memories of that time I got shot to death and destroyed an entire city, if that's a-okay with these people. Maybe I'd be able to make a case for neglect considering they are kind of like my parents or something, I guess? I don't know. I'm not a lawyer. Actually, speaking of. Edgeworth, Phoenix, I've got a really funny story to tell you guys some time.

Does anyone else actually live in a world where they are knowingly fictional? Because it's hard. It's hard and nobody understands.

Comments

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're just as terrible as you wrongly assumed that I was. I hope she doesn't stumble upon this thread for your sake.

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

Who're you kidding? Giriko likes me. Sure we have our... Differences, but when it comes right down to it, we're friends. Maybe you're just jealous.

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Yes, watch my heart turn green with envy because of this special friendship you have with her that I most certainly do not.

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

Damn right, and I didn't even need to sleep with her in order to make this friendship of awesome happen.

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Oh, I know, because those are the exact circumstances I wanted such a friendship to bloom under.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

The fuck is this thread? You guys are both idiots.

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Oh, you don't like it when people argue over you.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

You ain't arguing over me! And who said I didn't like it. I said you're both idiots, with all that fluffy shit about me liking you and shit like that. What is that? You goin' soft on me now that I've got tits and a pussy, Henry?

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Forgive me, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to do a bit of a selective reading here: You don't like me? I'm hurt.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

You're not hurt.

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

You're right, I'm not.

But for your information, I'm not going soft on you, if that's what you think is going on here. I'm sure that this conversation would've been near identical if you were still parading around in a man's body.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

Except for all that shit about liking me more like this!

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Can you really blame me?

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

Yeah!

[wearecowboys.livejournal.com]

Now that's not very fair.

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

'Scuse me miss, the men are talking.

...I'm kidding, please don't chop me in half.

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[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

YEAH YOU BETTER RUN!

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

ANYWAY, before I read all this stupid shit, I was gonna say I know what it's like and it fucking sucks.

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

Jeez, don't get your panties in a bunch, I'm kidding.

And yeah, it does suck. I don't think the guys who made us, or whatever, factored in how hard it would be if we ever found out.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

Why would they? They're fucking assholes and they think we're not real, anyway.

Except Henry. His creators probably know he's out there somewhere, or somethin'.

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

True enough. Besides, your creators probably would wonder what the hell happened to you and your dick, anyway.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

My dick is rotting in a church basement! That's no fuckin' mystery.

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

...You know, I want to ask, but at the same time, I'm not sure I want to know.

[seechainsaw.livejournal.com]

I put my soul in a new body! Old one's dead, now. So what did you think happened?

[notahandbag.livejournal.com]

So you dumped the body in a church? That's a little sick. Even by my/your/our standards.