You sicken me.
Weak, self-serving assholes, all of you. I'm self-serving, yes, but I've always at least served the people I care about, and made no pretenses otherwise. To the rest of you, I bore no grudge. It was business, and you just happened to be outside my monkeysphere. Nothing personal. I protected my own, but I wasn't about to take the weight of the world on my shoulders, either.
But you. All of you. You're vicious beasts masquerading as a group of heroes. The world has its antiheroes, yes, but they tend to be pricks. And a world full of antiheroes is a disgusting one. You know why Robert never found his Hero? You know, that crazy idealistic man who thought that he was in a fairy tale and that The Boss could be killed if a knight in shining armor swooped in on its charger and saved the day? Assuming the theory Robert based his own upon was correct, it was actually pretty clever. But it never would have worked. Do you know why?
Because you are all scum. Not a single one of you is a hero. None of you are genuinely good people. You're all selfish bastards, weaklings who cower in the corner, know-it-alls who don't know shit, or idiots who refuse to grow up and realize that your life is not some action movie you're starring in. You're willing to help your friends at the expense of others. You think that, just because something's trying to kill you, that gives you free reign to stop being a person. I knew one genuinely good runner. Donovan may have been a prejudiced ass when it came to my side, but at least he tried to actually care in a way that mattered. And you know what he did? He tried playing a hero. He tried pretending to be a hero instead of actually being one, and it shamed him so much that he couldn't stand to face anyone anymore. Donovan died long before Screwtape killed him.
Same thing happened to Zero. He tried pretending to be a hero. And you know what happened? He became a fucking villain. None of you are hero material, and in the end, it's not even going to matter anyway. Robert's theory was fucking stupid, because this isn't Lord of the Rings.
But back on topic. None of you are heroes because you're disgusting human beings. You claim to be the "good guys." Maybe you are. But you're not really good. Look around you. We're not divided into two sides. We're not even divided into three. We're divided into the side I'm on, and a bunch of small little guerrilla factions. You runners fight among yourselves constantly. Sure, you might work together at times, but the enemy of your enemy is not automatically your friend. That's a logical fallacy.
I'm not going to say that we're the good guys. Because we're not. Let's face it, we're the side with most (but not all) of the psychopaths, the crazies, the murderers. You don't have to be crazy to work here, but you will be by the time you retire. And we're not even one big, happy family. There's a lot of fighting between us. I'm pretty sure that I've proved that plenty just on my own blog. But you know what? We're stronger than you, because we have a leader, and we don't fucking question his authority. We have a sense of comradery. We might hate each other, but we're stuck with each other. We're a family. A dysfunctional one, but chances are, we're more likely to target a runner we respect than another proxy that we hate. When we break that unspoken law, there are consequences.
Who holds you accountable? No one. You know nothing about comradery. You think you do, but you're confusing it with friendship. You argue with each other, disrespect each other, sell each other out to protect yourselves and your friends. You're a side divided.
So go on. Play at being heroes. See what good it does you. When it fails, I'll be here to write your name down and put it on my list.