Hello there Mr. Strider i'm not sure when this letter will arrive but i wanted to talk to you a bit this christmas.
How have you been? Did you recieve any cool and ironic gifts? Well i'm sure you know this is not the subject of this letter, why would i write a letter to ask such casual things when we have other more interesting topics on the table.
I've noticed you don't seem to like Lil Cal anymore? And may i ask why? He is your friend, he wants what's best for you, he wants to make you cool and ironic, he wants you to join him. If you went back with him you could become better, become a divine creature like him.
Your body is not yours, you have got no autonomy, you like it or not you are a vessel for him, you should feel joyous that he chose you and not somebody else, the god of irony and coolness and you dare reject it? But there's no escaping it, every Dirk is doomed.
Merry Chrismas sir!
PS: if you see wolfpup anon tell it that it has to go back hoem it'll be on big trouble.
-☢ anon
BRO: Who the fuck- Why the hell would you even say somethin' like this? Who the fuck do you think you are? Gettin' real ballsy hidin' behind anon. I'm not some fuckin' vessel.
BRO: I'm- . . I'm not.
BRO: Shut up.
BRO: Don't you ever fuckin' speak to me like this agai--
BRO: . . .
BRO: . . .
[ That fucking puppet. You should get rid of it. ]
[ . . . ]
[ You don't. ]
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