I would like you to recall a few things, Missy.
Remember how we made Yoshiya nervous? Do you remember the time we left some woman bleeding in her own room while we smeared some blood on the page to make the good guys worry? Remember that time we killed not one, but
two completely innocent people within thirty seconds of each other through the clown with the obnoxious laugh? And do you remember that time we drove a broken man further into madness and shattered what little pathetic faith he had in his friends just because it seemed like a fun idea at the time?
So I must wonder... Why is it that, after all that, you're having so much trouble writing a couple of
paragraphs about me? You've already missed
one deadline, and your fastidiousness is really beginning to annoy me.
Find your spine and
finish the damn thing. It's rude to promise things and then not deliver, after all.