Alright, let me see if I understand you here. Let me try to pace myself through this. You come into my house, with my Ojamas, and you try to show me, you try to show *me* how to play Ojamas? Are you ready for what’s about to happen to you? Are you ready for the kind of death you’ve earned, little man? I’m going to break you. I’m going to break you, and they’re never gonna see you again, little buddy.

You’re a dead man, you’re a dead person now. I’m not responsible for the things that are going to happen to you in the next few moments. I just want you to be aware of that. I’m mad now, this isn’t silly Lime anymore, this is angry Lime. You’ve crossed a Lime. (What are you fucking doing?) When I’m finished with you, there’s not going to be anything left. You will know the long sleep, and I will enter into it with you.

You stupid fucking idiot, you absolute fool. Do you realize what you’ve allowed me to do? Do you understand the strength that you’ve given me? No, you don’t. You don’t understand anything. You’re going to collapse under the weight of your own hubris. And I’m going to be there to laugh at you. You little bitch. You come into my house? You piss on *my* floor? I piss on that floor, not you.

You just don’t learn. You just don’t get it, do you? Alright, okay. You wanna make this difficult on everybody. We can do that. But I just want everybody to know, this wasn’t something I wanted. This is something he wanted. He wanted to go down this route. He wanted to enter into death. What happens to him after this is no business of mine. It’s no business of Lime. I’m going to fucking mutilate you.