Well then, you'll have to kill me again und again und again und again und again- [His voice steadily rises in pitch, and he hunches forward and wrinkles his nose at the screen, his voice dripping with condescension. His lips curl up, but the smile doesn't reach his eyes.] ...until I stay dead. Though perhaps next time I shouldn't tell anyone, I should just go ahead und start shooting people.

[He really should've done that in the first place, but, you know, attention whores gonna attention whore.]