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For a long time, I believed that that which might serve as a font of knowledge might serve as a means of growth. That through education, and exploration, and self-examination, mankind might grow into something truly great.

This was a foolish notion.

No matter what information is presented before mankind, they will always choose poorly. Will never learn. Will never listen. Never grow. At least, not because of information. There is, instead, a far simpler answer.

The strong survive, the weak perish.

And I shall put all of you to this test.

[Hi Mayfield, guess who got a sour candy? Feel free to talk with Wilhelm over the phone. Or, if that isn't your cup of tea, you'll be finding him using his telekinesis to cause havoc around town. See those lampposts outside your house? That shits coming down and through your window. See those cars? Fuck those bitches, Wilhelm's going to tear that shit apart.

Have fun playing with him, if you'd like.]

Comments

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad I could entertain you.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Very much so, but there are more entertaining things happening outside, for which I should probably duck.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Yes, there seem to be things flying around...

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

They're called birds.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Very witty.