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"Kill me and you'll never find out who killed your stepbrother. I've been withholding information."
"Kill me and you'll never find out who killed your brother. I've been withholding information."
Conversation · Kortenaer
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Kortenaer- You
Empathy
Half Light
Ruud Hoenkloewen
De Paule
Elizabeth
Rhetoric- Horrific Necktie
Physical Instrument
Suggestion
Composure
Kim Kitsuragi
Encyclopedia
Reaction Speed
Perception (Sight)
Visual Calculus
Glen
Inland Empire
Pain Threshold
Endurance
Authority- Ancient Reptilian Brain
- Limbic System
Volition- Perception (Hearing)
Conceptualization
Garte, the Cafeteria Manager
Titus Hardie
Hand/Eye Coordination
Savoir Faire
Esprit de Corps- Beautiful Necktie
- Perception (Smell)
Logic
Electrochemistry
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With a crash of shattering glass and a terrible roar the fire draws in oxygen -- the bomb hits the mercenary in the chest, swallowing him in flames as he staggers backward.
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In the fiery inferno you see your tie -- coiling around the man's neck. It is no longer horrific, but beautiful and pure.
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One day a sad man walked into a clothing store. He looked really down. Like he hadn't had fun in years. He needed someone to show him how to rock and roll again.
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Joopson AS catalogue no. J327 shone on the tie rack, trying to get his attention. The sad man picked it up and put it on. He looked at himself in the mirror. Didn't smile.
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And from that moment on -- we rode together. The rest of your clothes were still normal back then. But we took care of that soon enough.
Normal police officer clothes just don't go well with a multi-patterned disco tie made of 98.7% pure flammable polyester.
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Truthfully? Not a lot. I did everything a multi-patterned necktie can do to help a man. I mean, I tried to get you to do all the fun things:
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Drink beer, drink wine, drink cider, go to parties with young people around and drink beer and cider; do drugs too, so you don't fall asleep... You had some fun. But not enough to heal you.
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See you on the other side... The necktie disintegrates into molten heat, its last remaining embers letting out a pop and crack that sounds like:
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To your right, the killer raises his rifle and takes aim at you. His moves are steady, but the long barrel of the rifle sways slowly...
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The porcelain man raises his rifle and takes aim at you. His hands are steady, and the long barrel of the rifle sways slowly...
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- He turns to his left and says: "Kill him."
- "They teach you to shoot the chest in copland? Stupid fuck..." The man shrugs and turns to his left and says: "Kill him."
- Around you -- time starts moving again, the sounds of violence and panic.
- His lips -- moving, swollen with fear -- are trying to say: 'Shoot him, shoot him!', but he can't.
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- Harry, for god's sake... WATCH OUT!
- The weapon bounces off his shoulder. He turns to his left and says: "Kill him."
- Continue
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This guy? Well -- his face has cracked open into a scream of terror. It looks like he's performing some sort of a shamanistic dance... that requires you to be on fire?!
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Yeah, his body contorts in a very disturbing manner -- there's no mincing words with this one. He's dying a horrible painful death as you're talking to your tie in your head.
Smells like a steak on the grill. The burning flesh in your nostrils....
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May he find peace by his brother.
May he find peace by his stepbrother.
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It's good to see you still have capacity for compassion my friend. Deep down you are a good man.
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My name, should you know it, is Joopson AS Men's Fashion, model "Colourful Tie." Catalogue no. J327.
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No. You're going to be mowed down by gunfire from the two remaining mercs, so no. Not forever.
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Even at this distance, you can still make out the ugly tie suspended in blue liquid. It looks extremely worried.
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Wow you threw it far -- great throw. Too bad the goal was to throw it a very short distance and now everyone will die.
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What's going to happen now? Everyone's going to die, what do you think is going to happen?
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I bet you are... The fiery container hurtles toward the earth with a last wink of light. It shatters to a thousand pieces.
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The man it was supposed to hit is looking over his shoulder -- to see where it went. And he can't see it! It's THAT OFF.
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This is it. I'm gonna hit the ground and burn away now. Most of the people in this yard are gonna die -- if not all. Probably you too. It's a COMPLETE DISASTER.
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No. Not a disaster. Weave this into the story of you. Walk out of its ruins. Save those who still can be saved -- I'm on your side.
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And the lieutenant too. And the men behind your back, drawing their weapons... you can live. You can get out of this.
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You were a sad drunk who bought an ugly tie -- who gives a shit! Everyone is going to die because our plan failed. I have no idea how you're gonna get out of this. No idea.
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