Harry Osborn (potential) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2015-01-28 20:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | harry osborn (mcu) |
[ Equal parts frantic and labored, pitchy and prone to sudden and drastic changes in volume. The tone of this call is everything you imagine an "if this is an emergency press pound for the on call psychiatrist" voicemail would sound like. It goes on like this until he's cut off. ] I know what you're doing, Stark. All this time, I-- I read about it. It was in the paper. This is what you've been doing all along, isn't it? Buying up shares. Distracting me. Long enough for me to die, and when that didn't come fast enough, long enough for them to kick me out. Jesus Christ, I-- This is why I'm not getting better. This whole fucking thing, all of it-- Fuck, you told me not to trust you, and I did it anyway. Don't trust anyone who benefits from your success or your failure, isn't that what you said? And you were both. This-- I started getting better at first and then it was worse and you all told me, you told me it was okay. That it got worse sometimes before it got better and I believed you. But it only ever got worse, didn't it? All of this--- all of this bull shit about your family and your father and how you were just like me-- Because you've been poisoning me this whole fucking time, haven't you? Were you the one who talked to Spider-Man? Did you tell him not to help me, too? That it wouldn't do anything? Or is he on the take? Is everyone I know part of this fucking operation? You're all just--- and when they tried to kill me, months ago and-- You can take my money, and you can take my company, but I am not going to let you kill me-- |