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LOCKED TO: Tuesday Fiala, Courtney Christie, Brent Badd, Jamie Walker, Beatrix Bloxam, Claire Caulfield, Phoebus Montgomery, Brand Waters, Robbie Lowe, Rob Donovan, Trish Terroretti, Victoria Mushnik, Willa Marsh, Ivy Woods, Cole Jones, Tony Destro, Nardo Drekmore, Vinnie Vast, Jennifer Lee, Anna Myles, Harrison Helle, Xiomara Sánchez, Drake Diabolique, Jackie Frost, Ezra Quick, Dorothy Duncan, Nate NeFarious, Dominique Deville, Valentina Burke, Agnes Orbison, Ragnar Rasmussen, Sam Marshall, Wally Marshall, Chloe Rivers, Elena van Helsing, Violet Broome.
If you can read this, it’s because I feel like I owe you some kind of explanation. Not an apology, because I don’t apologize, but an explanation. You fought for me, or because you hate the Band, or maybe you were just jonesing for a fight, but what the fuck ever. The point still remains – I appreciate what you guys did.
You all know who I am, so I won’t bullshit around with an explanation of how my powers work. Just know that I’m not the kind of guy that’s going to idly fuck around, waiting to be locked up in an asylum. I’ve spent all my life trying to fix this shit, and I hoped thought Denver was thing to do it. As most of you witnessed on Monday, that was not the fucking case.
Whatever.
In any case, I’m fine. It was a one time thing. You don’t have to worry about me coming after you in the night or killing you on the quad – unless you deserve it.
And don’t fucking worry about whatever Justice and his fag squad says about me – as far as I’m concerned, they can all line up and suck my dick.
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