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Hey. [Waaaaave.] It's Brock again. Edward Brock, Jr.

So, I'm uh... [He makes a show of looking around his cell, then shrugs.] Stuck here. In a cell. Even though I was, heh, under the influence of [And now he drops the friendly act and sounds TOTALLY PEEVED:] MUTANT SUPER DRUGS! I mean, come on, give a guy a break! I can't be held responsible for what [He jerks a thumb towards another cell.] Darth Vader Jr. over there made me do! And to turn me into some kind of freaky monster, that is just-- that is completely uncalled for!

[Why you lie, Eddie? He smiles and looks all friendly again.]

So, y'know... I would [Clasping his hands together in mock pleading.] really appreciate it if someone let me out of here. [Toothy grin.] Like. Now.

[He moves to turn off the communicator, then seems to remember something and brings it up to his face for an addendum.] Oh yeah, and, ahhhaha, I might've... lost. My, y'know... [He taps the communicator.] this. I could use a replacement. Do I put in an order orrrr... what?

[OOC: I AM ASSUMING THAT ONE OF THE PEOPLE IN LEVEL 0/THE SUPERVISING WARDEN... lent him their communicator. And yeah, he's going to pretend that the symbiote was REALLY just a special batch of nanomites. Obviously.

OH YEAH, and anybody who's been in Level 0 for a while will have probably caught him on the tail-end of his encounter with fear gas, so he would've been half-symbioted and raving about ~BATS~ and spiders. Once it wore off completely, he went back to normal Eddie and is now trying to... pathetically salvage his secret identity.]

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Heeeey, buddy, nothing wrong with a little fun. [~So innocent, Eddie~] At least someone had a good time.

[Hoffman smiles a very very very dark smile]

I think that's the conclusion to this little lesson. Between being..[he makes a face] manipulated and the stuff that happened before hand...I think that's definately the lesson.

[People are just making it easy for him to resolve that people on this boat are his for the taking. They haven't seen him work yet.]

So what are you in for?

[He leans forward and tilts his head to look down the hall of cells, trying to spot the supervising warden. When their back's turned, he lets the symbiote out to expand and grow over his body, stopping short of his face. Smiling with a mouthful of fangs now...]

Guess.

[Hoffman is...shocked to say the least. He does inch back a a few, but he regains his composure quickly and leans forward]

How many people did you kill?

It's a guess. You have that kind of power, you use it. Just a guess though.

I'd use it. [he grins]

[One. By accident. God, Eddie sucks. So he'll just talk about Barge murders.]

I played tag with a warden yesterday. He lost.

You like playing games?

[Good Eddie. Hit on the key point. Hoffman likes games. He has many planned. D:. People keep trying to tell him he should, so why not oblidge them?]

What's life without games, buddy? [He laughs, then spots movement out of the corner of his eye-- ACK. POTENTIAL WITNESS. Sensing his desire to shoo it off, the symbiote retreats back under Eddie's clothes. Back to normal now.] Anyway. I am all about maximizing the fun.

[Hoffman is clearly trying to decide something. He comes to a conclusion and looks up at Eddie.]

....I'll tell you what. Supposedly..

[No. that's not a good idea. Shit.]

I tend to play kind of rough. Shit that would land me in here. But I don't expect you to believe me. Better to show...this place. [He fixes Eddie with a look] Just what they're dealing with.

[Do not make a roughplay joke, do not make a roughplay joke...]

How many players are in your game?

[Hoffman grins.]

Whoever wants to be involved usually. And a number of people who don't. Then again...it's justice. [He doesn't sound so convinced anymore] which is part of the fun.

When you hold people in the palm of your hand and torture then it's twice as fun as causing chaos.

What are the rules? Does it have rules? [Not that Eddie cares about rules in the slightest. He's not one of those villains with a code.]

[Let's call this post bat thread (http://expectremorse.livejournal.com/5708.html?thread=459340#t459340) for continuity. It's also what's making Hoffman a little more edgy.]

The rules are simple. Those who need to be punished-those who aren't worthy of the lives they are given are the ones who play. You get to feel like a hero and you still get to have...fun.

There's someone else who's playing too. Her name's Amanda Young but she's playing a different version.

[He laughs, it's an evil laugh] I play the upgraded version. It's a better...power trip.

[This is the first time he's actually said it. Actually admitted it. It's like an alcoholic's anonymous confession. He's been dancing around it with everyone. Arthas, Stephanie, that annoying guy on the communicator...]

Plus, you're serving the community.

[he waves a hand] specifically this community.

[Wow, so. Hoffman's crazy. Good thing Eddie is, too, beneath his TOTALLY NORMAL, INNOCENT DEMEANOR THAT EVERYBODY IS FALLING FOR, shhhh.] Ooh. Sounds like a blast. Do you have a player lined up?

[He looks very serious for a moment.]

A couple.

[He leaaaaans as close to the bars as he can, arching his brow in interest.]

Oh yeah? Who?

[Hoffman raises an eyebrow at him]

...You're seriously willing to trust me? I could be fucking with you. I could be lying to you.

Why not let me show you what I can do first?...

I mean.. [He shrugs] Given what you do..might seem paltry. Might not be so great.

[Eddie refrains from remarking on the fact that he's not displaying any trust at all here, so much as digging around for information. He just makes a "welp, that's the kinda guy I am" face and shrugs.]

Ah well, I'll be the judge of that.

[Hoffman nods. He's out on a quest to prove himself.]

It's nice to see somebody's interested though.

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