A Scripta

The ones that are --> are Captain Degenerate to Mind.

[Tell] -->Mindstryker: *text message* Hello, looking for old, smoked bacon. Call me. Oink!
[Tell] Mindstryker: *dials the number*
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Hello, hello, Slaughterhouse Five! You kill 'em, we chill 'em. How can I help you today?
[Tell] Mindstryker: You just called me, how'd you get this number? (( he doesn't know who this is ))
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Let's just say I hacked away at a few things, and dug it up out of a sewer. How are you, my porker friend? You don't remember me, do you?
[Tell] Mindstryker: ......this CAN'T be who it sounds like. NO parole board would be stupid enough to let YOU out.....
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Oh, I remember you, Jackie-Blue. You wouldn't *believe* what I had to do to get this number. And to hear your lovely voice again...
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Parole board? Ha! Try Arachnos!
[Tell] Mindstryker: Arachnos? What the hell use would they even HAVE for you, you sick fuck??
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Oh, don't you know? They take anything that breathes, and even things that don't. And so nice to hear those terms of endearment...
Tell] -->Mindstryker: They broke a bunch of us out, and set us loose upon the streets! All I needed to do was some convincing. You know how that goes, don't you, Porky?
[Tell] Mindstryker: Don't get too comfortable, you sick piece of shit. As soon as I find you, you're going back inside. For good, this time.
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Wah, wah, whine, whine, whine. Threaten, threaten, threaten. That's all you pigs do - well, I'm beyond those laws. You'll have to come and find me, and I'm not goin' back, copper! Oh, by the way...I have a nice little side business...
[Tell] Mindstryker: Oh, really? Raping little kids? Beating grandmothers to death? I can't imagine anything that'd surprise me coming from YOU.
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: I sell tickets. You wouldn't *believe* what people pay to see.
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Oh, hey, that's a great idea! I think I'll do that this week. You're so helpful!
[Tell] -->Mindstryker: Well, ta ta! And I'll have this phone number tattooed on my...well, someplace that I can see it. *clicks*