Post by Outback on Feb 15, 2019 14:38:31 GMT
"Ya know, my father was a bit of a weirdo. I'm guessing spending so much time on your own in the wilderness does things to a man. I should know, I spent so much time out there growing up it practically raised me. Not like my mother. Na, my mother was not a nice woman. Loved my father to bits, but her kids were a diffrent matter. I suppose you could call it tought love in a way. I just call her a bitch myself, but you know sometimes that's just how the snake bites ya.
Tell me, you know a lot about snakes? I do. Well course I do. Practically everything I learnt about this world I learnt from snakes. I spent so much time around them growing up they almost start talking to ya. Although that said, thinking about it coming out into the city's made me realize that having a snake talk to ya isn't that much of a weird thing out here now is it?
First thing you learn, don't piss them off. That's kind of the big one to be fair. Rule numero-uno if you'll pardon my french...Do ya get it? It's funny because it's not french...
...It's german...
Didn't find it funny? No worries, I got a weird sense of humour, or so my mum used to say. I still remember her words now. She would always tell me, "Terrance", which granted was a little weird seeing as my names Derrick, but I digress. She would always say "Terrance, never be afraid to laugh at a joke, especially if it's one you came up with". True, you might get some weird looks on occasion, like the one you're kind of giving me now, but then again I suppose a large guy like me coming in out of the wilds probably wasn't the first thing you were expecting to see now were you?
Nevermind, ay? Life is full of suprises, as my dad used to tell me, usually just before he would hit me. I suppose the joke was on him though, as I was always kind of expecting it. Still, my mum would always try and stop him. She loved her kids to death, that woman. Quite literally unfortunatly. I remember when she looked down that Sydney Funnel Web. Oh, you thought you got to worry about black widows? Yeah-na, funnel webs are the real evil bastards of this world. Big nasty teeth too. They won't give a second thought to bitin' ya and YOU WILL KNOW ABOUT IT!
You see, that's the thing about spiders. Everyone's scared of them, but most of them are bloody harmless. An irritation, yeah, but an actual danger? Yeah, na...Much like the people you call 'villains' in this world, ay? They're a bit like the spiders if you think about it. You can have goliath birdeaters. Bloody huge I tell ya! Teeth that would give you nightmares...And yet, were it stupid enough to actually try and bite ya, it would be the equivilant of a bee sting. That's the thing. They walk around as if they're big and scary, and yet when confronted by these "heroes" you have, they're bloody useless. And don't get me wrong, your heroes are just as bad.
Don't believe me? We live in a society where heroes are treated like Gods, and yet everyone has a "quirk", or whatever you call it. I don't. My family's been quirkless ever since this whole sorry tale began. But that doesn't mean that we're weak. I've killed far too many people to be considered weak, don't you think?
That's the thing. That's the thing that people seem to fail to remember. Those big, nasty spiders that people are so scared of? Most of them are harmless to you. You could tread on it and it would die before you'd even notice, and yet arachniphobia is one of the biggest fears in the world.
That's the problem with this world. People are too scared to use their own power. Your society's a disgrace. This "hero society" you've developed is a place where you've given people these "quirks", these "superpowers" and what not, and now you've gotten everyone too scared to bloody use them! Everyone had the chance to be greater, and instead you all got brow beaten into submission, pissing themselves scared at the nearest thought of actually improving themselves.
And I know why ya did it too...Because you need a victim.
Tell me, what is a hero without a crime? Well? Can't answer, because it's a paradox. Because if there's no crime, there can be no hero to stop it. So what you need to do, is make a victim. And how do you make a victim?
You make villains, and then they'll do it for you.
You tell these people that "Oh, these great powers that you have, yeah, you can't use them anymore. It's illegal now!" And then what? Well the people who want to use these powers do it anyway, and become criminals because of laws you put in place. Because you thought that people needed to be controlled, so you took the power away from them.
And the worst bit is that all you bastards signed up for it! You just gave all away! You let the power be taken from you, and you even had the decency to make sure you sent it off with a bow and the correct postage!
And that's where you are today! You're a world full of people with so much bloody potential and you're all too scared to use it! I didn't get any special quirk, and yet I got here three years ago and all I've done is just proven how weak you all are! How much you're all holding back! If a normal guy can take down these bloody heros, then why don't the rest of you stop being bloody vicitms and start standing up for yourselves! It's a bloody disgrace I tell you!
Well you can keep your hero society...because I'm gonna show you all a diffrent one. I'm gonna show you the society I grew up in. The one from The Outback.
Because my society is survival of the fittest. It's 'dog eat dog, and eat the cat too...'. It's a world where you don't get to wait for a hero to save you. You got to save yourself.
And I personally think that some of you learnt that lesson-"
"OUTBACK! This is the police! Come out with your hands up!"
"What the bloody hell?" Derrick exclaimed before he got up from the desk he had purched himself on. His huge form moved into shot of the window as he held the shotgun in his hand. His eyes looked down at the police cordon going on around the outside of the building. A large crowd had formed around the outside of it, as sudden flashes of light from cameras filled the air, attempting to take pictures of the huge man.
"Alright boys, you almost finished? My adoring fans have turned up" Cole explained as he turned to the collection of men on the other side of the room, typing away hurridly on computer keyboards.
"Almost Boss, just a few more minutes." One exclaimed as his hands continued typing. Were they not moving so quickly, one would have noticed the fact that each hand had 10 fingers on each of them, plugging numbers and code into the computers, as Derrick sighed from the other side of the room.
"You see this? It never used to be like this...I used to remember the days were you just blew open the safe, steal the gold, and ride off into the sunset. You remember those days?" Outback asked as he turned to the bank manager tied up in a chair, his eyes wide and bloodshot from a mixture of fight and the tears running from them.
"Actually, that's doubtful. You look far too young for that. Still, can't complain about the help. Look at Andrew over there. A fine example of the point I've just made. He had a quirk that gives him ten fingers on each hand. Is he going to be a hero with that? Of course not! Going against a hard-nut, he'd probably have them bitten off back down to five, BUT! BUT he can use his quirk for a better life. Such as the fact he's about to get a large cut of a LOT of money. And there is no one more deserving! He's worked hard for those skills, and is merely using his quirk to benifit him! But your 'society' probably wants to lock him up because he doesn't have a licence for the extra digits he has! Utter madness, don't you agree?"
Outback cast his eyes over to the hostage to no answer, before a smile crept across his face.
"You know, you're a really good listener!"
"BOSS! We're through!" One of the men exclaimed, as Derrick suddenly turned his attention back to his underlings. Swiftly he got up and walked over to them, looking down at the monitor.
"Fantastic work boys! You've gone and done yourselves proud! You divided it up?"
"Yes sir, and everyone already has their codes to get to their share once we're out of here..."
"You little ripper! Well lads, it has been fun, but unfortunatly our time has come to an and. You've all been good to me, and I hope I've been good to you too. You've all earned that money, and I hope that when you're sitting on a beach with a Shelia on your lap, you'll raise a stubby and think of me. And as for you..." Cole exclaimed as he turned back to the man in the chair.
"I hope you listen to what I've said today. Because you may be a great listener, but you're a shit guard! Your job was to protect this place, and you failed far too easily. If I come back here and it happens again, I'll blow you're head off and piss down your throat! Alright boys, we're out!"
Tell me, you know a lot about snakes? I do. Well course I do. Practically everything I learnt about this world I learnt from snakes. I spent so much time around them growing up they almost start talking to ya. Although that said, thinking about it coming out into the city's made me realize that having a snake talk to ya isn't that much of a weird thing out here now is it?
First thing you learn, don't piss them off. That's kind of the big one to be fair. Rule numero-uno if you'll pardon my french...Do ya get it? It's funny because it's not french...
...It's german...
Didn't find it funny? No worries, I got a weird sense of humour, or so my mum used to say. I still remember her words now. She would always tell me, "Terrance", which granted was a little weird seeing as my names Derrick, but I digress. She would always say "Terrance, never be afraid to laugh at a joke, especially if it's one you came up with". True, you might get some weird looks on occasion, like the one you're kind of giving me now, but then again I suppose a large guy like me coming in out of the wilds probably wasn't the first thing you were expecting to see now were you?
Nevermind, ay? Life is full of suprises, as my dad used to tell me, usually just before he would hit me. I suppose the joke was on him though, as I was always kind of expecting it. Still, my mum would always try and stop him. She loved her kids to death, that woman. Quite literally unfortunatly. I remember when she looked down that Sydney Funnel Web. Oh, you thought you got to worry about black widows? Yeah-na, funnel webs are the real evil bastards of this world. Big nasty teeth too. They won't give a second thought to bitin' ya and YOU WILL KNOW ABOUT IT!
You see, that's the thing about spiders. Everyone's scared of them, but most of them are bloody harmless. An irritation, yeah, but an actual danger? Yeah, na...Much like the people you call 'villains' in this world, ay? They're a bit like the spiders if you think about it. You can have goliath birdeaters. Bloody huge I tell ya! Teeth that would give you nightmares...And yet, were it stupid enough to actually try and bite ya, it would be the equivilant of a bee sting. That's the thing. They walk around as if they're big and scary, and yet when confronted by these "heroes" you have, they're bloody useless. And don't get me wrong, your heroes are just as bad.
Don't believe me? We live in a society where heroes are treated like Gods, and yet everyone has a "quirk", or whatever you call it. I don't. My family's been quirkless ever since this whole sorry tale began. But that doesn't mean that we're weak. I've killed far too many people to be considered weak, don't you think?
That's the thing. That's the thing that people seem to fail to remember. Those big, nasty spiders that people are so scared of? Most of them are harmless to you. You could tread on it and it would die before you'd even notice, and yet arachniphobia is one of the biggest fears in the world.
That's the problem with this world. People are too scared to use their own power. Your society's a disgrace. This "hero society" you've developed is a place where you've given people these "quirks", these "superpowers" and what not, and now you've gotten everyone too scared to bloody use them! Everyone had the chance to be greater, and instead you all got brow beaten into submission, pissing themselves scared at the nearest thought of actually improving themselves.
And I know why ya did it too...Because you need a victim.
Tell me, what is a hero without a crime? Well? Can't answer, because it's a paradox. Because if there's no crime, there can be no hero to stop it. So what you need to do, is make a victim. And how do you make a victim?
You make villains, and then they'll do it for you.
You tell these people that "Oh, these great powers that you have, yeah, you can't use them anymore. It's illegal now!" And then what? Well the people who want to use these powers do it anyway, and become criminals because of laws you put in place. Because you thought that people needed to be controlled, so you took the power away from them.
And the worst bit is that all you bastards signed up for it! You just gave all away! You let the power be taken from you, and you even had the decency to make sure you sent it off with a bow and the correct postage!
And that's where you are today! You're a world full of people with so much bloody potential and you're all too scared to use it! I didn't get any special quirk, and yet I got here three years ago and all I've done is just proven how weak you all are! How much you're all holding back! If a normal guy can take down these bloody heros, then why don't the rest of you stop being bloody vicitms and start standing up for yourselves! It's a bloody disgrace I tell you!
Well you can keep your hero society...because I'm gonna show you all a diffrent one. I'm gonna show you the society I grew up in. The one from The Outback.
Because my society is survival of the fittest. It's 'dog eat dog, and eat the cat too...'. It's a world where you don't get to wait for a hero to save you. You got to save yourself.
And I personally think that some of you learnt that lesson-"
"OUTBACK! This is the police! Come out with your hands up!"
"What the bloody hell?" Derrick exclaimed before he got up from the desk he had purched himself on. His huge form moved into shot of the window as he held the shotgun in his hand. His eyes looked down at the police cordon going on around the outside of the building. A large crowd had formed around the outside of it, as sudden flashes of light from cameras filled the air, attempting to take pictures of the huge man.
"Alright boys, you almost finished? My adoring fans have turned up" Cole explained as he turned to the collection of men on the other side of the room, typing away hurridly on computer keyboards.
"Almost Boss, just a few more minutes." One exclaimed as his hands continued typing. Were they not moving so quickly, one would have noticed the fact that each hand had 10 fingers on each of them, plugging numbers and code into the computers, as Derrick sighed from the other side of the room.
"You see this? It never used to be like this...I used to remember the days were you just blew open the safe, steal the gold, and ride off into the sunset. You remember those days?" Outback asked as he turned to the bank manager tied up in a chair, his eyes wide and bloodshot from a mixture of fight and the tears running from them.
"Actually, that's doubtful. You look far too young for that. Still, can't complain about the help. Look at Andrew over there. A fine example of the point I've just made. He had a quirk that gives him ten fingers on each hand. Is he going to be a hero with that? Of course not! Going against a hard-nut, he'd probably have them bitten off back down to five, BUT! BUT he can use his quirk for a better life. Such as the fact he's about to get a large cut of a LOT of money. And there is no one more deserving! He's worked hard for those skills, and is merely using his quirk to benifit him! But your 'society' probably wants to lock him up because he doesn't have a licence for the extra digits he has! Utter madness, don't you agree?"
Outback cast his eyes over to the hostage to no answer, before a smile crept across his face.
"You know, you're a really good listener!"
"BOSS! We're through!" One of the men exclaimed, as Derrick suddenly turned his attention back to his underlings. Swiftly he got up and walked over to them, looking down at the monitor.
"Fantastic work boys! You've gone and done yourselves proud! You divided it up?"
"Yes sir, and everyone already has their codes to get to their share once we're out of here..."
"You little ripper! Well lads, it has been fun, but unfortunatly our time has come to an and. You've all been good to me, and I hope I've been good to you too. You've all earned that money, and I hope that when you're sitting on a beach with a Shelia on your lap, you'll raise a stubby and think of me. And as for you..." Cole exclaimed as he turned back to the man in the chair.
"I hope you listen to what I've said today. Because you may be a great listener, but you're a shit guard! Your job was to protect this place, and you failed far too easily. If I come back here and it happens again, I'll blow you're head off and piss down your throat! Alright boys, we're out!"