“When you meet a lone, starving animal out in the Slums; do yourself a favor and steer clear from it.”
“It left its pack a while ago and isn’t allowed back, no matter how hungry or wounded it is. They’re aware that if they allow it to return, it will bring predators and disease along with it.”
“All it will take is one dumb schmuck to give it food and the whole level will be infested with sick and ravenous beasts looking for a handout. One that you can’t afford to give out since there’s so many other people to feed in the Slums as is.”
“Your best bet is to ignore it and go back to feeding the common Arcadians that need it more. You might feel bad about it at first, but the needs of humanity are far greater than those of some selfish animal that abandoned his pack.”
“Recently, we had a starving animal come to us after being kicked out of its pack. It didn’t give a fuck about the several people that needed our help beforehand; it waltzed up to the front of the line and demanded special treatment.”
“That animal is you, Drewitt. You’re hungry, wounded, and looking for a free handout from us, despite you attacking us for doing just that not too long ago.”
“The Mariachi might be fooled by your charade, but Harold and I see right through it. We see that you’re only sucking up to us now that our side happens to coincide with your everchanging beliefs.”
“Despite our obvious distrust of you, he still acted like a dumb schmuck and fed you. That one act of naive kindness is all it will take for ill and sadistic monsters to overflow Deathrow and turn it from a safe haven to a morgue.”
“You both insist on endangering our safe haven by putting the needs of yourselves before the needs of others. The former horsemen of War and Death will unleash such calamities once again if you two get your way.”
“Had it not been for Muerte and his alliance with you back when you were Apokalypsis, you would’ve been put down like the injured animal you are. Had he not been blinded by guilt for what he did to you last year, we wouldn’t have to finish the job that Grimskull started.”
“Unfortunately for the rest of us Seekers, you both decided your own needs outweigh the needs of the rest of us. At Hounds of Hades, we’re going to put you down like the hungry and wounded animals you decided to act like.”
“Night will fall on the both of you, and us two will double tap you both before you can get a single morsel out of us. A selfish animal will be put down along with the dumb schmuck that fed him. Hopefully by doing that, those sick predators we call Preservationists will understand the needs of the many far outweigh the needs of the few.”