Voices of 2Fort

"I... suppose I was young. Impressionable. It was easy to get caught up in the zeitgeist, especially when it threatened to kill whoever didn't follow. It's easy to forget just how young I was. Hah... I was only a child, and yet I was the best at what I did... They called me a prodigy. They loved me for it. I hated myself for it. I hated myself for it from the beginning. I don't know what kept me going with it. Something inside me just... gave up. It was easier to run, to force myself to feel nothing, even as I... I...

I was weak. I was weak and stupid and cowardly. I should have died there, Liebe... No, don't try to talk me down, I don't deserve it. I shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

"I'm sorry for my outburst earlier... I know it's such a silly thing to get upset about, but... I still get so uneasy about people trying to... to c-cut my hair... Yes, I think I can talk a little more about it today... A-anyway, I've still been having the... you know... nightmares... Not like it's a surprise... They've gotten a little worse lately... ever since the Pyro got me in the last match... Is there a way you could maybe... talk to him... tell him not to... not to... Oh God... I don't think I can go through that again... please do something... I... I can't... do this... I have to go."

"Hey, doc. Y'know, it's kind of funny that you call me over and I'm not even on your team. Ah, well. I guess it's your job and all. Talkin' to people and stuff... Huh? O-oh... right... yeah, about the... pills and stuff... They've really helped... It... takes the edge off, I guess... I get that I'm not, like, f-fixed or anything, but it helps. I feel a little closer, if that means anything... Can I make a confession, doc? I don't really get it. No one cares here... no one tries to make any judgments or... well, anything like that... Why're people so much nicer here? Our jobs are to kill people. So... why do so many here get it?"