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[009] honesty is rarely the best policy

We crash into things, we stop at fucking weird places, and now the damn boat floods? What's next, we get hit by pirates?

...Actually that would be kinda cool. Maybe then I would get to kill people without everybody hassling me about it all the time. Or join them; I like their philosophy. Their eye patches? Not so much. They creep me out.

Although they are kinda cool underneath; did you know eyeballs don't squish as much as you'd think?

[Cheerful, AFFECTED Richie is both cheerful and affected! Warning: he also shares ENTIRELY too much and is likely to run his mouth until you tell him you really would like him to stop talking. And even then he might try to continue anyway.

Belated, and I really should have put this up sooner:

Trigger Warnings: contained below is casual discussion of rape, torture, animal abuse, accidental murder, and confusion between kink and domestic violence, as well as TERRIBLE anti-rape advice.]

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Well your hair is fucking greasy; I don't give a shit but most people don't like that even if you're clean everywhere else.

That's your whole thing against pirates, that they don't shower?

I've been taking better care of it. It makes me feel despondent that no one has noticed, but I'm going to decide that I'm superior to all of you and brush it off.

I also take issue with the lifestyle in general. They killed a lot of people without giving it much thought. I think a pirate would probably try to kill me.

Maybe if you didn't act like you're better than everybody else you would have more friends. I'm assuming you don't have friends because I didn't really like you when I met you before and I jump to conclusions that apparently aren't right a lot.

I think a lot of people would probably try to kill you, but that's just me assuming again. I would if I had something to do it with because I hold grudges against people for reasons that aren't really reasons. And I don't like your face. Or the fact that you wouldn't let me in that room even though I wasn't going to go into it anyway.

I like the pirate lifestyle; they don't pretend about things. Plus there's lots of killing and fucking.

Acting superior is simply my default behaviour after years of bullying, abuse, and social ostracism. I am intelligent and a highly skilled wizard, and as I know for a fact I am at least a more skilled wizard than you are, I will latch on to that belief and use it to boost my own ego so, in the event that you say something hurtful to me, it will only rebound off of a wall of self-assurance I've built.

I do have friends, though. They keep leaving and it makes me resentful of the people who are still here. Except my wife. I really do like her.

I think you're suspicious and sneaky and if you go near my room again, I'll let the door dissolve you just to see if you learn a lesson.

Pirates were at sea for months at a time and women were thought to be bad luck aboard ships. If there was any fucking going on, it was all amongst themselves.

I'd prefer not to die 'cause it scared the shit out of me last time, and I have no fucking idea why you would want me dead. But then again most people I think are trying to kill me have less reason so I accept yours as legit. Watch your back though 'cause I'll probably try to kill you first now I know you want me dead. Even if you're probably right on the sneaky and suspicious thing.

In my defense I can't be completely honest about myself 'cause it makes my brother nervous and then he wouldn't ever let me do anything. I know he's not here but I still have to compare everything to if he were 'cause I'm hoping this is all another nightmare I'll wake up from tomorrow.

No, I mean the raping. I don't mean on the ship.

I'm not actively trying to kill you. I simply have my room protected against interlopers. I don't know you well enough to want you dead.

You can say you're not going to kill me all you want; I'm paranoid and probably broken in some really important way so the chance of me actually believing you is practically zero. It's not anything personal though, I do this kind of thing all the time.

In that case, I'm not going to worry about it anymore.

You're probably not irreparably broken, though, if it helps.

I try not to think about it too much because I can't do anything about it, but it might?

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