Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29194274-20170616234922/@comment-26892768-20170617144459

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Ryder looks at his broken camera, then at Harry. "...Well, I was trying to record a message, but I suppose a live audience is just as good."

"So, here's what I have to say: how, exactly, are you mutant freaks going to stop me? Vague threats? Burning my food? Taking my mutant brother?" Ryder gestures to the flying drone, the one with a lighter, and the broken drones. "Because if this is your attempt to scare me, it isn't working. Maybe those things are scary to you - but I can get more. I can buy more food. I can buy more weapons. I can find another mutant. Because I am an actual member of society, and you mutants are just stuck to the edges, forced to leech off what we throw out."

But Ryder doesn't stop there. "Ever wonder why it's like that? Why we, the human populace, keep you mutants away from society by hunting you down and killing you? Because it's a matter of survival. You know, I was talking to a man earlier. Trying to find a new van to replace the one you mutants destroyed. Nice guy. He exploded because of one of your mutant friends. That man probably had friends - a family, at least - and you mutant freaks just killed him with a simple thought. Because you didn't want me to get a new car in time to catch you taking my brother for a contrived scheme to run me out of town. Well, golly gee, I just don't see why I would feel hatred towards a fucking THREAT TO HUMANITY!"

"But here's the thing...humans have one advantage over you. Manpower. I may be good at what I do, but in the end, I'm just a significantly more competent police officer. So go ahead. Take Cath. Run me out of town. I wasn't planning on staying here anyway. You can get rid of me, but you're still going to have the entire police on your backs. Because we won't let you freaks win. You mutant, human killing freaks aren't invincible. We have numbers. You will go down. And when you do, no one will cry for your loss." Ryder snarls.

(*cue mic drop*)