Anonymous asked: Which one was it this time? Luigi? He does like to pick on people. And Amber can be so judgmental...my, my. Putting filthy lies into your daughter's innocent head! What kind of monsters are they?
*She takes his hand with the scalpel in it and holds it up, turning his wrist back and forth.* Wouldn't it be easier if they all just...disappeared?
[A dazed look appears in his eyes. Red flashes across his field of vision.] Y-yes…
shilo-wallace asked: Well, some people were telling me that mom was with Rotti when she was pregnant...and he has cameras in my room 'cause I'm his daughter and stuff....and that's why he's so mean to you...
No, precious… You’re my daughter, that much is certain…
Anonymous asked: My, my, aren't you sensitive. *She rubs his shoulders casually, talking as though nothing is happening.* Something happen with Shilo, Doc? Or maybe something at work?
Heh. I bet it was the Largos pushing you around again. You really should stand up for yourself sometimes, Doc Wallace.
No… Please leave me alone…!
Anonymous asked: Aww, I'm sorry. Hey, I have an idea! What if I helped you, Doc Wallace? I happen to be EXCELLENT at getting rid of unwanted persons. Just say the word. ;)
How about no? Unless you can help me by getting rid of yourself!
shilo-wallace asked: Dad, tell me honestly...is...is Rotti Largo my real father?
Wh-what? No! What ever gave you that idea?!
Anonymous asked: I don't want anything really, I'm just making small-talk. Don't you like talking with me, doc?
No, not really. No.
Anonymous asked: Imagine, if you will, Doc Wallace- a man comes home from the hospital, new organs all shiny and working beautifully to keep him healthy. His wife hugs him, relieved that he's made it home safe. His daughter clings to his heels and he carries her inside. They're just happy that he is alive, and nothing else matters.
Now look down. *She gestures at the eviscerated corpse.* Oops.
You’re distracting me from work - please leave.
Anonymous asked: I wasn't complaining about the killing, gorgeous, but about the effectiveness of it. We didn't last dead, now did we?
It's kind of a little sad how now you are failing to do the only thing you were good forl.
[He sighs angrily.] And what do you want from me, exactly?!
Anonymous asked: Like you killed me last time? Like you killed that other chick who's came back recently?
Okay, then.
Because none of you kept your damn mouths shut!
Anonymous asked: *She persists.* A family, maybe. What if he was the only one who could work in their family? What if he got that organ transplant in order to keep the rest of his family alive? What if you've doomed them- hell, he might've had a wife and daughter. Doing what he had to. Ringing any bells, Doc Wallace?
[He stops for a second, his eyes growing wide.] G-Get out.
THAT IS NOT WHAT I FUCKING MEANT, CUNT.
HE’S THE FAGGOT
I MAKE ONE SMALL COMMENT ABOUT KILLING BEING LIKE PORN TO ME AND NOW EVERYONE THINKS I HAVE A...
