𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐑, 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐑

❝  i  suppose  it's  easy  to  call  it  authenticity  when  you  have  nothing  of  value  to  offer!  why,  if  your  broadcasts  had  a  flavor,  i  daresay  it  would  be  best  described  as  tapioca  pudding  —  something  spoon-fed  to  those  with  a  palette  that  would  decry  SALT  and  PEPPER  as  too  much  spice! ❞

❝  but  since  you  won't  stop  beating  that  tired  old  horse  carcass  into  the  consistency  of  ground  hamburger,  allow  me  to  dispel  your  delusions!  unlike  you,  my  dear  broken  record,  i  don't  feel  the  need  to  drag  OTHER  SOULS  into  our  little  feud  —  you  have  more  than  enough  flaws  all  by  your  lonesome!  is  this  that  pesky  lack  of  creativity  rearing  its  ugly  head  again,  or  are  you  simply  running  low  on  material?  call  me  obsessed,  but  you  can  hardly  keep  lucifer's  candy-coated  name  out  of  your  mouth  for  more  than  a  minute  —  is  that  a  hint  of  jealousy  i'm  catching?  how  embarrassing.  although,  i  suppose  i  can't  blame  you  —  it  must  be  hard  knowing  i  have  the  king  of  hell  wrapped  around  my  finger  while  YOU  can  only  stew  powerless  and  alone  in  your  radio  tower!  ❞

❝  now,  considering  your  memory  APPARENTLY  requires  some  jogging,  allow  me  a  moment  to  remind  our  dearest  listeners  what  an  UNFUNNY  trainwreck  your  introduction  was!  ❞  ahem,  ahem.  his  voice  goes  a  touch  nasally  and  higher  pitched,   ❝  i  am  the  ONLY  ALASTOR  that  will  be  acknowledged.  it's  time  to  put  an  end  to  this  nonsense  and  ensure  that  only  the  original  shall  remain. ❞  aaand  scene!  ❝  but  DO  keep  prattling  on  about  how  you  technically  never  claimed  you  were  superior.  i'm  sure  that  defense  would  hold  up  in  a  court  of  law  —  scorched  with  hellfire  or  otherwise!  ❞

❝  oh,  but  my  APOLOGIES!  i  must  be  talking  too  much  for  your  sad  little  mind  to  keep  up  with.  allow  me  to  summarize  my  points  in  a  way  even  you  can  understand. ❞  cue  the  music!

❝  we  both  know  you're  a  poser  —  let's  give  the  people  at  home  some  closure.  this  charade  is  wearing  out  its  welcome.  is  this  what  you  call  entertainment?  (  seems  more  like  detainment!  )  it's  time  someone  took  you  off  the  air! ❞

❝  you  say  my  act  has  gone  stale?  such  a  talentless  hack  could  never  compare!

your  commentary  is  drier  than  a  saltine  cracker.  play  the  victim  all  you  want  —  you  were  the  attacker,  and  it  must  be  embarrassing  to  get  schooled  in  front  of  all  of  hell!

(  oh  well!  )  ❞

❝  a  thick  slice  of  humble  pie  will  do  you  good,  and  just  to  make  sure  i'm  not  misunderstood,  (  are  you  listening?  )  let  me  be  clear  —  you're  STILL  a  little  bitch! ♪♫  ❞

❝ tapioca pudding, really? I see your creativity remains as bankrupt as ever. authenticity may be bland to your over-seasoned palette, though I prefer the subtlety of NUANCE over your ham-fisted dramatics. but let's 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 your little charade for a moment—because someone has to, right? ❞

❝ dragging others into our little spat? darling, you're the one trying to rope in the king of hell to validate your existence. HOW QUAINT. jealousy? HARDLY. I’m merely amused by your efforts to grasp at g͟r͟e͟a͟t͟n͟e͟s͟s͟ while wallowing in mediocrity. it’s endearing, watching you flail around like a fish out of water, gasping for that very same validation you’ll NEVER receive. ❞

❝ and that high-pitched impersonation—truly, a masterstroke of comedy .ᐟ I suppose when one's own material is as stale as yesterday’s news, resorting to mockery is all that's left. do go on, keep prattling. your blathering nonsense is the real show here, and it's giving the audience a satisfying chuckle. ❞ ❝ but since you've so generously brought music into our little tête-à-tête, allow me to respond in kind. ❞

❝ let me tune the frequency, you’re just a SHADOW in the fray, your attempts at discrediting me are at grand display .ᐟ so here’s a dose of truth, with a side of grace, as to remind you, you’re the wannabe in THIS place. ❞ ❝ your insults are feeble, oh, would you'd like to take it there? well, we can up the ante, let’s see if you dare —— mommy issues and all, you’re just NOT up to the steeple, that’s why you mean nothing to the people .ᐟ ❞

❝ you call yourself a host? what a joke, such a farce, more of a puppet in a game, playing a part that’s sparse. ❞

❝ lucifer’s lapdog, THAT'S ALL YOU'LL EVER BE. thinking his power will set you free? but it’s just fantasy .ᐟ and wouldn’t you like a taste, a touch of the real deal, to savor the FORCE that makes all others kneel? ❞

❝ I'll let you in on a little secret, a truth so stark, one with the might that leaves a lasting mark. ❞ ❝ you see, I’m the ONE they’ll all remember, while your presence here fades like a dying ember. sneaking up behind, I’ll grant you a single favor to end your plight, one swift move, out goes your light. ❞

❝  SALUTATIONS  my  dearest  damned  listeners!  i  do  hope  you're  having  an  absolutely  hellish  afternoon.  now  it  has  been  brought  to  my  attention  that  an  inferior  host  has  been  spreading  facetious  rumors  about  yours  truly  on  his  two  bit  radio  station.  ordinarily  i  would  hardly  bother  giving  the  flies  buzzing  on  that  pile  of  ROTTING  GARBAGE  the  time  of  day  —  but  it  is  stirring  up  quite  the  repugnant  odor,  so  let's  clear  the  air,  shall  we?  ❞

❝  first  and  foremost  i  do  find  it  AWFULLY  ironic  how  you  critique  me  for  talking  too  much  when  running  your  mouth  seems  to  be  all  you're  actually  capable  of!  my  good  man,  are  you  an  ENTERTAINER  or  an  audio  gossip  tabloid?  your  broadcasts  are  plain  and  uninspired  —  an  INSULT  to  the  art  of  radio! ❞

❝  and  lest  we  forget,  your  hypocrisy  runs  all  the  DEEPER!  you  spend  an  exorbitant  amount  of  time  prattling  on about  the  superior  alastor  this  and  the  inferior  alastor  that  —  but  i  do  wonder  if  it's  ever  come  to  your  attention  that  YOU  are  the  ONLY  one  who  feels  the  need  to  chirp  about  his  purported  eminence.  why,  you  couldn't  make  your  insecurity  more  obvious  if  you  chose  to  scream  it  from  the  hellfire-scorched  rooftops!  allow  me  the  honor  of  dispelling  your  self-enforced  delusion:  you  aren't  the  cream  of  the  crop,  my  friend  —  you're  DOWNRIGHT  CURDLED!  ❞

❝  there's  nothing  special  about  you!  you're  boring!  an  embarrassment  to  every  radio  demon  out  there!  full  of  more  hot  air  than  a  helium  balloon  —  tie  a  basket  to  your  leg  and  float  away!  and  to  get  just  a  touch  crass  for  a  moment,  ❞

❝  everyone knows you're  a  little  BITCH. ❞

❝ ah, my dearest doppelgänger, your attempt at scathing commentary is as impressive as a wet firecracker. if you think name-calling will somehow elevate your position, you're g͟r͟a͟v͟e͟l͟y͟ mistaken. perhaps it's time to trade in your FUTILE BRAVADO for a modicum of substance. but do keep at it ... it's all part of the show, after all. ❞

❝ you see, the so-called rumors aren't just facetious; they're downright entertaining .ᐟ and let's be honest, isn't that what we're BOTH here for? entertainment? perhaps my 𝓱𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 radio station lacks polish, but the audience loves the authenticity. ❞

❝ it must be quite the challenge to be constantly overshadowed by your own reflection, but let's not get ahead of ourselves ... we can't overlook the most delicious part of this spectacle —— what part of my earlier remark struck such a chord in you? was it my observation that I've never actually claimed to be superior, ONLY that YOU are lesser? ❞

❝ or was it the rather unpleasant notion about your relationship with the devil himself? your reticence to confront the accusation only underscores your DESPERATION and the hollow 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 that characterizes your every effort. it's a curious thing to consider: how far are you willing to go, and what will you be left with when the smoke clears and the object of your obsession remains as distant as ever? ❞

❝ your critique of my verbosity is original, but it's easier to throw shade when your act consists of recycled theatrics and worn-out catchphrases .ᐟ now, to be fair, your little tirade is the most excitement your sad broadcast has seen in YEARS. so let's not just pretend your outburst is anything more than a mirror of your own 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 inadequacies. ❞

❝ and while you're busy concocting elaborate diatribes to soothe your wounded ego, I'll be here, reveling in the DELIGHTFUL sound of your frustration. ❞

✦ ┆ @radioprey: ❝ 𝓸h, husker 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝓱𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 ... ❞

          An instant pause of whatever the bartender was doing ( cleaning a glass, nothing important. ) Husk recognizes that tone of voice and there's an instinctual clenching of his hands into fists, followed by a dark look on his face. A single shaky breath escapes.. but that's what the feeling of DREAD does to someone, doesn't it? He finally turns his head towards the voice full of static, clearly demanding attention from none other than the fallen Overlord. 

i  know  you  said  you’re  busy  at  the  moment ,  but  i  think  you’re  lying .

i  want  you  to  give  me  a  reason  to  leave .

you  don’t  get  it ,  do  you ?

you  use  me  when  you  need  a  hit .

what's  it  cost  for  a  minute  of  your  heart  and  soul ?

my  state  of  mind’s  been  steadily  dropping .

might  as  well  just  hold  my  tongue ,  it’s  nothing  you  would  understand .

i  don’t  really  know  myself .

thoughts  of  you  are  racing  in  my  mind .

oh ,  you  had  me  for  a  moment .

you  took  it  out  on  me  when  it  got  hard .

i  know  you’re  mocking  my  name .

i  don’t  understand  why  i’m  so  afraid  of  who  i  am .

i’m  done .  i’m  leaving .

no ,  you  don’t  care  anyways .

take  me  home .

if  this  isn’t  love ,  then  i’ll  stop  now .

take  your  coat ,  don’t  get  cold .

you  never  loved  me .  you  didn’t  want  me .

give  me  something  real .

god ,  it  feels  like  i’ve  been  here  before .

i  feel  like  we’re  drifting  apart .

i  never  loved  myself  like  i  love  you .

maybe  you  could  help  me .

i  heard  your  friends  say  that  you  think  you're  better  off .

you’ll  never  understand .

i’ve  got  enough  friends .

i’m  finding  it  harder  to  fit  in .

why  are  you  afraid  to  die ?

it’s  nothing  you  would  understand .

god  help  you ,  darling .

tonight  it’s  hard  for  me  to  care .

can  you  swear  i’ll  be  yours ?

baby ,  it’s  too  late  to  talk .

you  say  that  you  love  me  but  you  never  could .

there's  nothing  more  that  i'd  like  than  to  be  yours  for  life .

i  don’t  wanna  go  out  tonight .

i  thought  that  i  could  trust  you .

i’m  leaving  you  cause  the  pain  isn’t  worth  it .

don’t  pretend  to  love  me  when  you’re  feeling  alone .

run  your  mouth  like  you  do  so  well ,  you  did  this  to  yourself .

i  love  you .  don’t  ask  why ,  it’s  just  because  i  do .

i  know  you’re  mine .

you  feel  so  lovely  when  you  touch  me .

you  don’t  wanna  change .

i’ll  say  the  words  and  you’ll  listen .

you  don’t  love  me .

who  am  i  to  hold  you  back ?

i  need  to  know  the  truth .

why’d  you  have  to  say  it ?

i’m  running  out  of  time .

the  self - loathing  comes  and  goes .

fighting  is  doing  no  good .

fuck  it ,  just  drive .

have  you  been  here  before ?

no ,  you  think  i’m  fucking  lazy .

baby ,  i  swear  i  tried .

i’m  dying  to  see  you  again .

i’m  finding  it  harder  to  feel  brave .

don't  make  me  feel  like  i  did  this  all  wrong .

something  in  your  eyes  just  gives  it  away .

it’s  only  in  my  head ,  but  it’s  not  gonna  change .

hit  me  up  anytime  you  want .

maybe  you  could  show  me  another  way  out .

we  should  go  before  i  change  my  mind .

i  know  you’ve  seen  it  but  you’re  not  replying .

fuck  you ,  anyways .

who  am  i  to  hold  you  back  from  finding  someone  who  can  love  you  like  that ?

tell  me  what  the  fuck  you’ve  done ,  i’ll  wait .

i’d  rather  stay  here  and  wait .

i  think  i  might  slip  away .

i’m  so  scared  that  all  of  my  worst  fears  have  followed  me  out  here .

i  swear  it’s  all  about  to  change .

tell  me  it’s  hard  being  you .

i  know  i’m  sounding  crazy .

oh  god ,  i  need  a  change  of  pace .

i’ve  got  enough  friends ,  nobody  else  needs  to  know  my  name .

i  don’t  think  you  realize  just  what  you  do  to  me .

i  can’t  help  but  overanalyze .

you  think  you  can  demand  respect ?

i’m  mad  at  myself .

you  did  this  to  yourself .

i  know  you’re  probably  over  it ,  but  i’m  not  there  at  all .

i  really  wanna  get  away  for  the  weekend .

i’m  tired  and  i’m  fucked  up .

you  don’t  know  what  i’m  feeling .