i love imperfect victims. i love it when people can't help but lash out in selfish and irrational ways due to the horrific circumstances that molded them. i love the cycle of violence. waiter, waiter, i'll have another 70 imperfect victims please,

thinking back on the epilogues and I've never thought about it before but it is so so so funny to me that 99% of all no game/post game fics have Dirk working as a robotics engineer or something tangibly related to that but post canon Dirk basically becomes a PR agent. like of fucking course he does. he loves robots but he loves control more. it's just one of those things that clicks when you see it.

The thing is that finding out that you and everyone you love is a fictional character in a story and that everything about your personalities and all the actions you’ve taken in your entire life have been dictated by an author rather than arising from any sort of genuine personhood would be absolutely fucking horrifying. So you kind of can’t even fault dirk for reacting drastically

He really didn’t have to rape his daughter about it though

I am aware that this is not the only factor motivating dirk, and I did not say that it is. I understand that the relationship between story and audience plays a big role in dirk’s actions as well. This was just one aspect of it that was on my mind, so I made a post about it. I didn’t talk about other factors because this post was not meant to be a breakdown of everything going on in dirk’s brain that led to him doing all that he’s done. It was me firing off a thought I had, and I didn’t feel the need to add caveats about how it isn’t the full context because I know that my followers know that I have thought about this topic beyond the scope of this specific post. And I find it rather presumptuous that you assume I need this explained to me

well i guess im not allowed back at the shooting range because the woke dipshits that own the place kept getting complaints that it was "concerning" and "uncomfortable" when i would tape a poster-sized photograph of my own face onto the target and land every single shot perfectly between the eyes