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[This is set before Bobby actually went and made icecream for people...as I have no idea when /that/ happened, am assuming Saturday night, when it was done. Takes place just after this thread.]

thepurplefag: You are a bastard. I snorted my drink when I read your comment. You really think I slept with Logan for the grades?

themaniacispyro: Well, since you seem so intent on proving your out and proudness, it was either that or wear a fucking rainbow cloak and become the first gay superhero.

thepurplefag: Someone doesn't know his damn comics.
thepurplefag: And maybe you'd be more tolerable if you were a little bit out and proud too.

themaniacispyro: Yeah, well, I guess it's easier for some people when you know, you've got more company that your own damn hand.

thepurplefag: The M&Ms not being too friendly, huh?

themaniacispyro: Well, they were never friendly. But now apparently I've got some big mission coming up, so I'm being of /use/. I didn't mean that, anyway.

thepurplefag: Ooh, your first mission? How /exciting/. Do you have to eat babies?
thepurplefag: And what d'you mean, "I didn't mean that"?

themaniacispyro: I meant it's easier to be out when you've got someone to be out for, or with. I mean, some of the people back at the school know, because I let a couple of things slip. But still.

thepurplefag: And how about the "proud" part of that?

themaniacispyro: I've admitted I like cock, what's not proud about that?

thepurplefag: ...Jesus.
thepurplefag: I mean, not that liking cock is something not to be proud about.
thepurplefag: And head skills are kinda pride-worthy too.
thepurplefag: But how about pride in yourself?

themaniacispyro: What do you mean?

thepurplefag: Are you /proud/ of who you are?
thepurplefag: Who you've become?
thepurplefag: And who you /aren't/?

themaniacispyro: ...No. But I can't do anything about it.

thepurplefag: And on that note, I need to go make icecream for the kids.
thepurplefag: Wait.
thepurplefag: What the hell do you mean, you can't do anything about it?

themaniacispyro: Because it's not fucking up to me, idiot!

thepurplefag: BULLSHIT.
thepurplefag: Of course it's up to you.
thepurplefag: Unless you've become The Amazing Fuchsia, Magento's Minion.

themaniacispyro: IF I WANT TO COME BACK, IT'S BECAUSE I MISS YOU, YOU FUCKWIT.

thepurplefag: And that's it? Not because you think that X is better than Magneto?

themaniacispyro: Well, the Prof is nicer, I'll give you that. And has a far better line in academic curriculum.

thepurplefag: How surprising and all, in a school.
thepurplefag: And the nice lack of genocide is a good thing, I find.

themaniacispyro: But mainly it's because I miss you. And I...don't mean in a platonic way.

thepurplefag: Yeah, well. I'm flattered and all, but I tend not to like people who try to kill my family and friends.
thepurplefag: You'll excuse my prejudice, I'm sure.

themaniacispyro: You'll notice a complete lack of me actually trying to kill them.
themaniacispyro: And fuck you, too.

thepurplefag: Right, tell that to the people who died because your new boss decided he didn't like mundanes.
thepurplefag: Yeah, you'd like to.

themaniacispyro: Yeah, I would. Fucking nail me to a fucking cross, okay, for being so stupid as to actually have feelings for you.

thepurplefag: No, I'll nail you to a fucking cross for being so stupid as to join Magneto.

themaniacispyro: I was mad, and I was stupid, and I was sick of being treated like a kid, and sick of always watching you and not having the guts to do anything about it.

thepurplefag: And you realise all this, and haven't left? You're right, you are stupid.

themaniacispyro: You think I haven't considered it?

thepurplefag: No. But I see that you're still there.

themaniacispyro: These people mean business, Bobby. And they're not especially kind to those who disagree with them. I don't wanna die, alright? I'm scared and I don't wanna die.

thepurplefag: Talk to the Professor. Or Cyclops. Or Storm. Or I'll do it. They can and will protect you.

themaniacispyro: Christ, I'm still a virgin. I'm too handsome to die. It'd be a waste. And you can't be by my side 24/7. None of you can.

thepurplefag: Look at you and your melodrama. You could be run over by a fucking bus tomorrow. Why not take control of part of your life that you /can/ control?

themaniacispyro: Okay. Okay. I'll do this mission for them and then I'll come back.

thepurplefag: Great, benefit their cause. Nice way to be welcomed back.

themaniacispyro: They might relax their guard if they think they can /trust/ me.

thepurplefag: You have it in your power to stop them, John. You, more than perhaps anybody else.
thepurplefag: And you know how to get in contact with the Professor.

themaniacispyro: I don't know anything! They don't tell me shit.

thepurplefag: You know more than you think.

thepurplefag: So grow some balls, fuck the mission, come back here, and you can have me. It's up to you. Later.

themaniacispyro: What? WHAT?

*** thepurplefag signed off.