VILCUS: 〈« back when this whole deal was established, it was just a group of purplebloods that wanted to be treated with respect by their superiors. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« sharing beliefs and ideas about our heritage. the way we see things, the reasons we don the makeup and put on the masks. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« we all got a bit of a raw deal, back then. we were the powerhouses of th' age old sea dwelling regime, kept what they considered to be the peace and got nothin' to show for it. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« them age old purple trolls, they just wanted their equal share at first. didn't wanna be boxed into a few specific ideas and professions. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« but somewhere along the line, it all turned vile. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« don't know how or why, exactly. hell, maybe that little seed of radical ideals was always there somewhere and i just don't know it. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« what i do know is that we got everything the old guard originally wanted... »〉
VILCUS: 〈« and now we're the exact same thing they tried to stop. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« history tends to repeat itself, little miss. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« ignorance and frustration at the world can warp your perception of things if they're left to fester. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« even more so when enough bad intent is put behind it. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« we live in a time when people say that, outside of us, everyone's free of the old burdens. but if you ask me, they just wind up manifesting in new and bizarre ways. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« not to sound pious or anythin'. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« y'know... i joined up because i wanted people to be treated "equally", and i'm still stuck in a place where i don't really agree with what everyone else seems to think the word means. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« for a long time, i thought what i was doing was okay. like i deserved to be able to do it, or somethin' dumb to that effect. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« but life sure has a way of throwing you for a loop, right? and i don't mean that in the fun way where you get paid! Hah. »〉
TAZ: ~...~
TAZ: ~do you have friends +oo?~
TAZ: ~+he kind +ha+ +hey... would wan+ +o ge+ rid of?~
VILCUS: 〈« you could say that. »〉
TAZ: ~does anybody else know?~
VILCUS: 〈« just you, now. »〉
TAZ: ~why would you +ell me some+hing like +ha+?~
VILCUS: 〈« because i know you didn't choose to be here, and i know that you deserve better than a punch to the gut for tryin' to be yourself. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« maybe that sounds like it just came outta the blue for ya. but i think a lot about what would've happened if i'd gotten some folks outta here before it was too late. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« before the doctrine changed them. or before they were gone. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« even though they all came here of their own volition... and so did i. i can't really do anything to change that part. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« but i was there when they decided to stroll down to 21 and demand your information. when they told the folks up top to give you a name that came from the wishes of someone who decided to pass down a legacy of anger and hatred. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« and i think it's wrong. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« i don't think you should be here. »〉
TAZ: ~...~
TAZ: ~bu+ you can'+ le+ me ou+, can you.~
VILCUS: 〈« i can't, not without the biggest uproar this side of the slaughterdome's seen in sweeps. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« what i can do, though, is cover for you. »〉
TAZ: ~huh?~
TAZ: ~how would you do +ha+ wi+hou+ +hem knowing?~
VILCUS: 〈« just leave all the schemin' and the finer details up to me, squirt. »〉
VILCUS: 〈« bet your friends are already worried enough about ya. would be a damn shame if you didn't get to see them again. »〉
TAZ: ~i...~
VILCUS: 〈« oh wait, hold that thought! »〉