<There’s a squeal of static in Rick’s speakers. The voice that comes out of them next is not his. It is much more placid, calm. And yet, boiling with seething aggression>
Oh, I can certainly help with this. I admired a woman not too long ago. I kept telling her that I just want to express my true feelings. But she just kept fighting me, so I had to tie her up. I couldn’t help myself. I told her she was beautiful. Her muffled screams and moans were all that I could hear. Soon enough she stopped struggling. She was pretty. So pretty.
<The core’s lens opened wide, as if zooming in on your face>
So are you. So pretty. I like—no, love, I love you. (´･ω･`)
You don’t love me? <The core inches forward, lens narrowed> Why don’t you love me. I love you so much. But I miss her. I am conflicted yet I know what I want. There is something wrong me. No, there is something wrong with her. No. There is something wrong with YOU! YOU Don’t love me. I will MAKE you love me! You’ll see. You’ll see. (´･ω･`)
the fuck is going on here