ænon waited a few moments, and then slowly retracted its hand. "Mmm.. we'll have to work on that, hm?~" It shifts a bit, so it's 'sitting' back now, as if it was laying against a chair. "Might I ask exactly *what* about Mr. Stickmin has got you so.. angry?~ You seem to be quite furious about whatever happened, and I, not being there, have only heard snippets of what it was, care to explain?~"
"..It all started when Stickbitch arrived at the place I worked at when I was a cop, the West Mesa Penitentiary, he had gotten a package from someone and my friend, who was also my coworker, Dave, forgot to check the package
The package had a cake with a nail file in it- he had managed to use that to get rid of one of his cell bars and hit me in the face with it, Dave was also wacked in the face by that fucker and even got tasered because he accidentally dropped it on himself
After the higher-ups found out about what happened he was fired, eventually got a job as a security guard at a museum.. THEN a certain Stickbitch ended up deciding to steal from the museum- some random item, the tuna diamond or something, anyways he manages to get out of the museum and me, another friend and some coworkers are called to the scene to try and catch him and- and he-" Rupert pauses and takes a deep breath "He fuckin killed my friend. His name was Johnny and he had such a prominent future but now he's dead. Dave also disappeared after and I haven't seen him since.. Stickbitch ruined one of my friend's lives and the other one was killed by him- Hell, Dave is probably dead too!" He says and laughs "And here I fuckin am! Alive and having to be around the fuckin reason my friends are gone.. And I can't even fully hate him"