andglory.livejournal.comFuck this shit.
The moment we get any fucking hint of a way out of here, and a bunch of fucking people are happy with this. Happy with living in a damn cage? Happy being told that you have to hand over every little bit of information about your damn powers so you can be brought in in case some fucking psycho does something? Sounds like a fucking great place.
Look, I know a lot of you died where you're from. I get why you'd want to stay here, and hell, if my friend Brian showed up here, maybe things would be a little different. But this isn't the lives we're supposed to be living. Maybe some of you are fucking every night and getting on with that procreation, but I just feel like a damn dog all the time. And what the fuck is Petrelli doing, anyway? It all sounds like a bunch of political garbage. He's gonna help us and he's gonna make things better, but have you looked around? Shit. Hasn't. Changed. We still have to bare out cocks and cunts to the world and still gotta figure out where the fuck slot A and slot B go. And the moment we fight, we look like animals. Just because the bunch of us are frustrated.
Stay here or not, you'd think we'd be a fuck lot more proactive about changing shit. I haven't done jack since I've been here aside from tear up that building to see what they'd do to me. Guess what: they let me out, because I didn't hurt a damn person. I've just been sitting around and wallowing like it's gonna get better, like more of the people I love are going to get here and I might just be able to like it better. But they aren't getting here, and I'm losing more fucking sleep over the fact that they might be dying or in pain.
So I say this. Fuck Petrelli. Fuck whoever the hell is working for him. We've gotta have enough brains right now to get into those labs and fix things. And maybe shine some light on what's really going on here. And if you're dead where you're from, we'll find a way around it. It happens a whole lot in my world, and I'm sure if me, Rachel, Nori, and whoever the fuck else is from that world worked together, we'd be able to get you another chance.
I don't think this is what you wanted, Vilma, but this is what I'm here to do. This is what I'm meant to do.