So where are they now? Oh, yeah, most of them are gone. All that "deflecting" really worked out for them, didn't it.
[It's vicious, mean-spirited, and cold, and his eyes widen as he says, and for a moment it looks like there should be something in them. A flash of yellow light maybe? This side of him is an ugly holdover from the apocalypse, and being pulled out of his body. It's the place where his vicious hatred of Bill Cipher has its roots dug firmly in, and a side of him that sharpened while under the terrible control of the Yellow Lanterns.]
[He's tired of being pushed around, tired of feeling weak and powerless, and that's all Murderworld was, Arcade making them feel powerless and hopeless. He's felt that powerlessness too many times for him to have pity for the people responsible for it. Bill was a monster, the Yellow Lanterns were monsters, Arcade's flunkies were monsters, and Arcade is a monster, and he wonders why that's so hard for people to understand.]
[Monsters are different from people. The good ones like Multi-bear and even the gnomes were like humans and deserved to be protected. The bad ones? Weren't. He doesn't know why people who act like monsters should be treated any different.]
[What he doesn't understand is how callous he's become. How hardened and cold and sharp.]
I did what I had to do, and knocking over their cars would've been hard to do and probably would've killed them anyway, and you have no idea what you're talking about, and would probably die in like five seconds if you had to face all the terrible stuff I've faced!
Re: I'm Captain Mystery, AMA
So where are they now? Oh, yeah, most of them are gone. All that "deflecting" really worked out for them, didn't it.
[It's vicious, mean-spirited, and cold, and his eyes widen as he says, and for a moment it looks like there should be something in them.
A flash of yellow light maybe?This side of him is an ugly holdover from the apocalypse, and being pulled out of his body. It's the place where his vicious hatred of Bill Cipher has its roots dug firmly in, and a side of him that sharpened while under the terrible control of the Yellow Lanterns.][He's tired of being pushed around, tired of feeling weak and powerless, and that's all Murderworld was, Arcade making them feel powerless and hopeless. He's felt that powerlessness too many times for him to have pity for the people responsible for it. Bill was a monster, the Yellow Lanterns were monsters, Arcade's flunkies were monsters, and Arcade is a monster, and he wonders why that's so hard for people to understand.]
[Monsters are different from people. The good ones like Multi-bear and even the gnomes were like humans and deserved to be protected. The bad ones? Weren't. He doesn't know why people who act like monsters should be treated any different.]
[What he doesn't understand is how callous he's become. How hardened and cold and sharp.]
I did what I had to do, and knocking over their cars would've been hard to do and probably would've killed them anyway, and you have no idea what you're talking about, and would probably die in like five seconds if you had to face all the terrible stuff I've faced!