Fun fact: when viewing this thread in an internet cafe earlier, it got flagged up by a filter. For the sake of child protection or something. It amused me.
"...A letter? Oh God, please don't be from him..."
Quote: Originally posted by Letter
Dear Tate,
I hope you don't think I've forgotten about you. I haven't. My own life has taken priority over the past few months, but rest assured, I've been thinking of plenty of new ways to get revenge on you. Besides, I do like to strike when you least expect it.
It seems that our actions were a success. You've never been less popular with your family, and that's only set to get worse. After all, you can't go any significant length of time without being a bastard, can you? It won't be long until you're doing terrible things and hurting your children yet again. Don't worry, when that time comes, I'll be there to expose you urgh that was poorly worded expose your crimes.
I know everything you've been up to, just as before. You certainly seem to be spending a lot of time over in Riverview. Hmm, isn't that where Roxxi's family live? But really, the less time you spend in Sunset Valley, the better for everyone.
Oh, and you're always welcome to come find me. I'd quite enjoy another meeting. I wonder if you'll be any more competent than last time? It's funny, though: even your brother's had more of an advantage over me than you ever managed. You're not the perfect man you think you are. Far from it. If you'd take the time to extract your head from its current position of being firmly lodged up your backside, you might just see that.
All the best,
Miles Atwood
"How the fuck does he keep finding all this out?! God damn it!"
"I can't believe we're actually doing this."
"Oh, I can. Nothing surprises me about you lot any more."
"Excuse me, you were pretty on board with the idea."
"Good point."
"Hey, it's a great idea! I've wanted to get revenge on Tate for ages."
"Same here. How lovely our relationship with our father-in-law is."
"Alright, I'll go first."
"So. This is awkward."
"Nobody's making you watch, Aria."
"Shut up."
"You know what? I'm gonna go now too, I'm fuckin' bustin'."
"It's almost homo-erotic."
"Logan, isn't that your territory? I'd shove him out of the way if I were you."
"Yeah, Stan. Heath's my man."
"I wonder how your wife feels about that."
"She's used to it."
"What does she think of this, anyway?"
"Oh, she wanted to come too, but she has to work."
"Shame. Yo, Heath, what about Ellis?"
"He approves, but didn't really want to admit it. The only thing he stopped me from doing was bringing Charon along."
"Pff, spoilsport. He'd have loved to do this!"
"Damn right. Well, I could always bring him another time. Have a bit of stepfather stepson bonding."
"And here's me thinking watching a movie was nice."
"Okay, Logan, you're up. Mind the puddle."
"Bit late for that now!"
"Good job none of us have performance anxiety."
"What about you, Ari?"
"Oh, I'm fine. It's only you lot."
"Yeah, you ain't exactly a girl with much shame."
"Shame? Who has time for that?"
"How could any of us have any shame after this? It's gross."
"That's the beauty of it! Gross is the most appropriate thing, considering who we're doing it to!"
"I concur. Alright, out of my way."
"It'll be fun if we get arrested."
"Ah Logan, I reckon it's worth it. And Stan knows all about it, he can help us-"
"Fuck you."
"...That's weird."
"Definitely."
"No, this is liberating. I've always wanted to be able to do it."
"What, piss on a statue of your dad?"
"Piss standing up. I've no idea what a therapist would say to that one."
"Ask Edward."
"Hahahaha, I just might. Well, enjoy this one, Tate. You've earned it."