《Zane the Mad :Part of the Legendary Interviews》21 Sometimes I just get tired of shit
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I thought of the experiments I could do on the guy's power of not being hurt by those weaker then him.
Tying him up before dropping heavy things on him, wrapping him in barbed wire so that if he moved technically he would be hurting himself, drowning, smoke inhalation, suffocation by sealing him in a room with out air, and then there was the test of intent.
If he was standing in front of a cannon when it was fired but they weren't trying to hit him would it nullify or kill him?
I thought it was a good question but at the same time the answer seamed worthless. I wasn't going to take his power, I wouldn't be able to use it with out feeling dirty. Then there was the part where I was pretty sure at this point I was nearly immortal and all my skill would leave me much stronger then that little power would give me.
And there was the fact I seamed to be locked in at level 16.
The only reason to fuck with him at this point instead of just killing him out right would be for points. But considering how Imp had reacted and I mostly got points from Brutality again.
I sighed feeling a little tired mite not be the right word but the word I want to use here.
"Imp is it really even worth fucking with this guy here?" I asked watching the shit stain walk blindly down the street.
Imp gave a look that said what the hell am I supposed to say to that.
"yeah yeah I get it." I said with another sigh I floated down to the guy lifting him up with a couple vectors seeing the surprised look on his face as he was yanked upward.
"fuck." I muttered looking up at him.
"what the fuck? how high level are you fucker?" The thing said trying and failing to struggle.
"Only 16 you waist of time and life." I said in a board tone.
I had imp shut off his voice for a moment as I pulled out some of the slices of iron shipping crate I had stored up, sealing him up in a solid iron coffin. Then I added as much hyper-time as I could to the coffin and the thing inside.
"How long do you think until the body dissolves?" I asked imp wondering if it would be long enough that I should go and come back latter.
"...about 10 minutes." imp said seaming confused.
"eah I don't really need the iron anyway." I said walking away from the man in the box I thought I could hear a faint scream from inside for a second but knew that wasn't possible.
"He didn't have any points saved up to spend on lasting longer or anything right?" I asked imp.
"No... truth be told the gods made all the prices for him outrageously high. It would take 400 points just for him to be able to jump higher."
"good..." I said "shame I can't take points from people, or drain them dry of there exp."
"yeah that is a good thing." Imp said seaming a little nervous I mite ask.
I thought about it, but considering how expensive things were getting now it didn't really seam worth it. "right so where's that fucking neck beard guy?"
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"he's in this world as well." Imp said. "should be near the fake time's square."
"good start leading him to it, but make sure its cleared of everything like cars or street lamps." I said into the fog.
Using a short portal into the time's square. I skipped ahead until the guy was there. "clear the fog too." I said to my Slif as I stood waiting in a plain black suit waiting on the guy.
I saw him look at me standing in the center of this open spot in a strange world after his first attack failed to save his allies.
Then he was standing next to me sword held in the grip of Reflection who was reaching out over my suit. Still seaming invisible reflection put the sword in his hand into storage.
The guy turned and zipped way.
I sighed thinking for a moment. "Slif, let him hear my voice."
I gave it a moment to be sure then started to talk. "So, I want to talk to you. I am a death dragon. You cant hurt me, no matter how hard you try. You are going to be sent to a knew world soon. I would like to try and talk to you a little bit before you get sent away."
The guy appeared next to me fist aimed for my face before he turned and zipped way again. He tried several of these speed punches before trying to shoot chunks of the road and side walk at me.
I sighed wondering why i'm waisting my time with this guy. "Reflection grab him."
The next hit the guy suddenly jerked to a stop struggling to get way.
"for real dude, I will give you a power if you just stop your shit and try just "TRY" to talk to me for a moment here." I said sending him a message pretending it is a quest. 'hear him out. reward one power.'
The guy stopped frowning "you... can do that?"
"Oh yeah." I said "I always loved genies."
"what?" he asked confused.
"oh come on, Aladdin? Genie? fucken hell didn't you watch Disney?" I said annoyed.
"Yeah... but he didn't... huh I guess he did give out powers." the guy said standing down.
"Yeah..." I said "I mean, with drawbacks but I don’t do that."
"if you say so..." the guy said seaming unsure.
"yeah, yeah lets go sit down you hungry?" I asked him.
"No..?" the guy said confused.
"right right." I said opening a portal to a near by restaurant one of the Mob bases.
"the fuck? I said i'd talk not date you." the guy said disgusted as he saw the place.
"Shut the fuck up." I said with a sigh. "this was just one of the only places that's not a bar to sit."
The guy bristled giving me a look I read as 'fuck you ass hole who do you think you are?'
I sit in a large leather booth wondering why i'm bothering to talk to this guy.
He sat across from me looking uncomfortable giving me a shifty look that said. 'hurry up and give me what I want so I can quit talking to you.'
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"So your priest loves prostitutes, like to much." I said seeing right way how this was a bad idea. "And he a woman because she got pregnant with his kid."
I pushed on anyway ignoring the angry 'your a liar' face he was giving me. "one of the guys in the church had sex with under 10 year olds and only those under 10, Then there was the ex solder who got boners when torching people."
I saw his look change form 'you fucking liar' to 'oh fuck he knows, I didn't know... you cant prove I knew.'
I sighed again "Your only sins seam to be jacking off to much, having no friends and thinking you should trust what people say on the internet."
He glared at me in a way that said 'what I don't understand but you used words that made me angry.' "I don't know what you mean..."
"Yeah you do, you were in the church that day to stop jacking off so much... I guess it worked. Having a new body and skills and something to work for really helps you keep your "idle hands" busy huh?" I sighed again trying to aim my words better. "but your still raciest and that is a problem. Honestly though its just fucking dumb really."
The guy glared then started growling "oh? so you think this country is going well? all these ni-"
As I herd the n in the word I made his teeth snap shut a loud clop sounding out in the silent empty room.
"This isn't even earth right now so "this country" is going great. And if you meant the USA then no it's shit and full of shit. But it's been run by the white guys sense it started and been shit the whole time so why blame the people they killed to build the country on? Cus you are worthless, you are a shitty waist of space needing anything at all to feel like you mite be something more and the closest to feeling better about your self you can get is hatting others." I sighed again. "you know what, im done. I don't know why I just wasted so much time on you. Well congrats quest complete you get a power."
I sent him the power of perception change, race modifier.
He saw it looked confused but accepted. Giving me a 'your giving me what I want? after that?' look before it turned into a confused slightly horrified look.
"Yep, no more white people for you dick." I said "and when you look in a mirror it will randomize every time, so don't think you could just jump to being a new kind of racist shit bag."
With a little gesture I sent him away to were ever Eve or her sorting spirits thought best to put him.
"SLif" I said to the empty resonant. "Just go ahead and make the wraith tell the rest of the people the sins of the others, then send them to dream land... I think i'm going for a swim... Any points?"
"For trapping the guy in the box and hyper-timing him to death, 10 brutality, 5 efficiency, no others. For the thing with trying to talk to the neck beard? just a group of confused looks. But 10 efficiency to sending out the wraiths to talk to the people left all at once."
"Right..." I said with a sigh.
"For trapping the guy in the box and hyper-timing him to death, 10 brutality, 5 efficiency, no others. For the thing with trying to talk to the neck beard? just a group of confused looks. But 10 efficiency to sending out the wraiths to talk to the people left all at once."
"Right..." I said with a sigh. "you know what? I think there's to many shitty people with powers right now."
I Pulled Slif back all the fog in all the worlds flying into it's own storage skipping ahead a minute so that it could expand it's storage space enough to fit it all in.
Then I portaled out of the new york's and back to earth, standing on the gazebo in hyper-time before stepping through another portal to take me back to my home town standing in the town square in a place i'd never actually stood but drove by quite a few times.
I floated up the clock tower stepping inside the little alcove where they kept an old rusty bell next to the speakers that really rang out the hours.
"Alright. You know all the people I gave even half a shit about in my life... Start upgrading them." I said to imp and Slif. "Send them all to dream land."
Imp looked a little unsure "You don't want to talk to them? Bring them out and do things? What about the moon city thing?"
I sighed "No, I don't think im in a mood to talk to anyone right now, but I do think that some people I knew were worth upgrading. Better send them to there own little happy places or if they did something wrong have Eva's spirits sort them out... Also, grab up anyone's true love if they can be found on earth. No point sending them to be alone or just talking to themselves."
"Ok..." Imp said again confused Slif on the other hand had no thoughts to slow it down as it started sending people away popping them from jobs, stores, sleep, and even driving there cars guided by Slif to a safe stop.
Of course some of Slif would be coming back to me with a copy of there powers latter but for right now in this hyper-time I was just sending anyone I liked to "dream land" along I was sure with some of there children.
It was tempting to go into skip mode so I wouldn't have to wait but with the whole fog thing I had gotten Slif's multi-tasking up quite high.
A blue box appeared before me. "hey, I can see you sending lots of people away what's up?"
I opened a portal to Eva to tell her what was going on rather then just messaging her.
I was glad I did, after a little while we spend a nice couple days together getting to know our new home.
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