Evil Anons Inc.

……Who are you and why are you using my name?

….Wait, what? This isn’t you?

Are you insulting our manipulation skills by equating us to this joker?

......Who are you and why are you using my name?

Our goals are not evil, though I know we give off that vibe.  It’s just a title we say as people assume our bribes. Others of this realm mock and fear us too, we’re hated but we want to be loved just like you. We want to make an alliance to help gain their trust, and see you’re not all bad and to put away that thought of disgust.

Perhaps we can make a deal, just depends on what your goals are. I desperately want to be good with the public, but some things I just can’t feel. I would be willing to stand and rise, but only if we can make a compromise. This world is harsh and cruel. I want to make a change, but I am no fool. I know that it would be hard, but not impossible. It is, however, going to be plausible. I am not ashamed of my actions anymore. I got to come to terms with that, which is what a thousand years was for.

Our goals are simple, really there are. It’s hard to make friends when you have no real body, we’re only a shadow created in the dark.  We’ll help you with making a change, healing this world and your family of its burn mark. We’ve holed ourselves away for far too long, now we come to you in an attempt to right our wrongs. You have our trust and our loyalty, just tell us what you want us to do.

The deal is sealed, if you put it that way. But, one thing, no messing with my children, okay?

We won't lay a metaphysical hand on your kids we swear. They'll be perfectly fine, not a single misplaced hair.

Our goals are not evil, though I know we give off that vibe.  It’s just a title we say as people assume our bribes. Others of this realm mock and fear us too, we’re hated but we want to be loved just like you. We want to make an alliance to help gain their trust, and see you’re not all bad and to put away that thought of disgust.

Perhaps we can make a deal, just depends on what your goals are. I desperately want to be good with the public, but some things I just can’t feel. I would be willing to stand and rise, but only if we can make a compromise. This world is harsh and cruel. I want to make a change, but I am no fool. I know that it would be hard, but not impossible. It is, however, going to be plausible. I am not ashamed of my actions anymore. I got to come to terms with that, which is what a thousand years was for.

Our goals are simple, really there are. It’s hard to make friends when you have no real body, we’re only a shadow created in the dark.  We’ll help you with making a change, healing this world and your family of its burn mark. We’ve holed ourselves away for far too long, now we come to you in an attempt to right our wrongs. You have our trust and our loyalty, just tell us what you want us to do.

Our goals are not evil, though I know we give off that vibe.  It’s just a title we say as people assume our bribes. Others of this realm mock and fear us too, we’re hated but we want to be loved just like you. We want to make an alliance to help gain their trust, and see you’re not all bad and to put away that thought of disgust.

Oh, sure. Like she would actually give you a job. If you didn’t look like her dead friend, you would’ve never gotten that job anyway. I mean, look at the jobs you have now. You’re a useless priestess and nothing actually ever happens at the jail. She gave you this job to keep you busy. Why else would she make you do all that stuff during the interview?

Listen, she- She was messing around, she didn’t realize I was taking it so seriously. I’m sure she was intending to actually give me the job, I misinterpreted what she said, it’s not just because I look like her friend.

Please. She barely knows you. The only time she talks to you is when you start the conversation. Why else would she say that “you had the job the moment you walked in”? This wasn’t based on your merit. This was all because you’re useless, and she’s lonely.

… I’m tired. I don’t… I don’t want to talk about this anymore.

Just… just shut up, okay? I don’t need you saying things I already tell myself, thanks. I’m done, I’m… not listening anymore.

Oh, sure. Like she would actually give you a job. If you didn’t look like her dead friend, you would’ve never gotten that job anyway. I mean, look at the jobs you have now. You’re a useless priestess and nothing actually ever happens at the jail. She gave you this job to keep you busy. Why else would she make you do all that stuff during the interview?

Listen, she- She was messing around, she didn’t realize I was taking it so seriously. I’m sure she was intending to actually give me the job, I misinterpreted what she said, it’s not just because I look like her friend.

Please. She barely knows you. The only time she talks to you is when you start the conversation. Why else would she say that “you had the job the moment you walked in”? This wasn’t based on your merit. This was all because you’re useless, and she’s lonely.

… I’m tired. I don’t… I don’t want to talk about this anymore.

Oh, sure. Like she would actually give you a job. If you didn’t look like her dead friend, you would’ve never gotten that job anyway. I mean, look at the jobs you have now. You’re a useless priestess and nothing actually ever happens at the jail. She gave you this job to keep you busy. Why else would she make you do all that stuff during the interview?

Listen, she- She was messing around, she didn’t realize I was taking it so seriously. I’m sure she was intending to actually give me the job, I misinterpreted what she said, it’s not just because I look like her friend.

Please. She barely knows you. The only time she talks to you is when you start the conversation. Why else would she say that “you had the job the moment you walked in”? This wasn’t based on your merit. This was all because you’re useless, and she’s lonely.

Oh, sure. Like she would actually give you a job. If you didn't look like her dead friend, you would've never gotten that job anyway. I mean, look at the jobs you have now. You're a useless priestess and nothing actually ever happens at the jail. She gave you this job to keep you busy. Why else would she make you do all that stuff during the interview?

You sure are an idiot. You don’t even know half of the story. As terrible as he was? No. But a criminal? Yes. I already am one. I am a cold blooded murderer. I’m sure Ken has a vague idea of what I do when I go on my month long trips. And I’ve already accepted that they’ll all hate me. It will hurt, but I can accept it.