We tried your way. Generations of trying it that way. Did you think that it would never happen? That one of us would never become the monster we needed to become? That we wouldn't finally see the necessity in doing things differently?
Oh, you say I am the monster, but how many more people died year after year in the mines? What harm I do? I also bring prosperity, and jobs, and wealth into the undercity like we've never had before.
Shimmer is addictive, but how could it not be, to experience power like that for the first time in our lives? To know what it is to not be pushed around if we dare look at an enforcer the wrong way?
Fine. It's something I accepted years ago. When I received this scar. When we were pushed to the breaking point, when we were killed and gunned down like little more than dogs.
Ah, but that's always your tactic, isn't it? Keep us out when you have to confront what we have to be to survive, isn't it?
Blockades, arrests, executions. I've seen it all, you know.
Ah yes, but that's right. It's fine to say nothing about the way we were treated was right, but the moment we break the boots on our necks, we're the ones causing harm.
We have a cause, and we will hurt for our cause, yes. I'm no more immune to that than anyone else, after all. We're Zaunites. Hurting each other is in our blood, in our culture.
After all, we can hardly hurt you all, can we? That rage must go somewhere.
Ah, but what am I saying? Clearly you're uninterested. I'm "blocked", after all.
How funny, I wonder if it had all worked out, how long you would have taken before you threw me in Stillwater for the crime of being "difficult to work with", hm?
[ Jayce is enjoying a short tea break at the cabin with Mel and Viktor when his Syntrofos blows up with all of these messages.
He does not immediately read them, though the other two might get a peek over his shoulder when he opens the screed.
Later, back at the Valentia, he considers deleting them without bothering to read them at all.
But he does read it, even as his eyes glaze over parts.
It takes another day to decide how to bother responding. ]
What the hell do you want from me?
[ Do you want him to feel guilty? He does. Do you want him to suffer too? He's watching - twice now, generations of Piltover's negligence and harm done to Zaun actively killing his partner, knowing there's little he can do about it here. ]
I want you to cease with this high-horse nonsense and recognize that neither of us are the heroes in this story, Talis. We've all done things we aren't proud of.
Making me out to be the villain in all of this only weakens your position, and only works when there is the potential to work together on something more important than your bad feelings about dealing with me, or the fact that you hate my methods.
It is noted, but they are successful.
So either you learn to work with me, or you'll find me to be a rather annoying thorn in your side.
[ Jayce has a lot he wants to say about the 'success' of Silco's methods, and the implied threat at the end of that message - but he manages not to respond at all, rather than get back into another heated, pointless argument.
Silco might take that Jayce hasn't tried to block him again as some kind of answer, though. ]
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[ This is him actually trying to block his number for real before he throws his phone into the wall. ]
1/??? A GIFT FOR JAYCE WHEN THE BLOCK DROPS
Here is the thing, Talis, I do so with intention.
2/????
3/???
How typical.
4/???
Oh, you say I am the monster, but how many more people died year after year in the mines? What harm I do? I also bring prosperity, and jobs, and wealth into the undercity like we've never had before.
Shimmer is addictive, but how could it not be, to experience power like that for the first time in our lives? To know what it is to not be pushed around if we dare look at an enforcer the wrong way?
5/???
Fine. It's something I accepted years ago. When I received this scar. When we were pushed to the breaking point, when we were killed and gunned down like little more than dogs.
Ah, but that's always your tactic, isn't it? Keep us out when you have to confront what we have to be to survive, isn't it?
Blockades, arrests, executions. I've seen it all, you know.
6/6 I'M SO SORRY....
We have a cause, and we will hurt for our cause, yes. I'm no more immune to that than anyone else, after all. We're Zaunites. Hurting each other is in our blood, in our culture.
After all, we can hardly hurt you all, can we? That rage must go somewhere.
Ah, but what am I saying? Clearly you're uninterested. I'm "blocked", after all.
How funny, I wonder if it had all worked out, how long you would have taken before you threw me in Stillwater for the crime of being "difficult to work with", hm?
a week later....
He does not immediately read them, though the other two might get a peek over his shoulder when he opens the screed.
Later, back at the Valentia, he considers deleting them without bothering to read them at all.
But he does read it, even as his eyes glaze over parts.
It takes another day to decide how to bother responding. ]
What the hell do you want from me?
[ Do you want him to feel guilty? He does. Do you want him to suffer too? He's watching - twice now, generations of Piltover's negligence and harm done to Zaun actively killing his partner, knowing there's little he can do about it here. ]
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I want you to cease with this high-horse nonsense and recognize that neither of us are the heroes in this story, Talis. We've all done things we aren't proud of.
Making me out to be the villain in all of this only weakens your position, and only works when there is the potential to work together on something more important than your bad feelings about dealing with me, or the fact that you hate my methods.
It is noted, but they are successful.
So either you learn to work with me, or you'll find me to be a rather annoying thorn in your side.
[ Via Mel. :) ]
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Silco might take that Jayce hasn't tried to block him again as some kind of answer, though. ]