Chopper's smirk faded as Mamafang entered the conversation screaming, berating everyone as if they were insolent children. This just made Chopper angry and insulted that she thinks that just because Chopper wanted to negotiate a price that she somehow doesn't take any of this seriously, and especially didn't take kindly to being insulted with the sort of words you'd expect from an internet tough-guy, and not a levelheaded or responsible guild leader. Chopper made this much known. [color=goldenrod]"Hah! And here I thought only Relka really beleived in that whole "might makes right" nonsense. But I guess it's only natural that power corrupts, isn't it Mamafang?"[/color] Chopper gave her a dismissive snort and hopped off the King's chair. [color=goldenrod]"That sort of attitude is exactly why we have so many PKer's and players who don't care of listen to you or these other guilds. You want to talk shit to us and then claim the high horse by thinking you're so much wiser and experienced, expecting [i]us[/i] to be thankful that you're even listening to us, that's how you get a rebellion started."[/color]

Just to show that Chopper didn't care for Mamafang's attitude or authority, Chopper even stepped up towards her and looked her in the eye, face-to-face. [color=goldenrod]"You want to talk real world, than you know that anyone who isn't your ally is your enemy. Because no one who's neutral wins; it's always been a dog-eat-dog world even before we all got stuck in the Elder Tales. You want to kick me out because I'm not your toady, than go for it! Thousands of other players out there already disagree with you and they're showing it by attacking caravans and not following your bullshit laws ran by bullshit leaders. If your only plans for dealing with them disrespecting and killing them, you're just contributing to the same cycle of revenge and violence that is our problem in the first place. Because here's the thing; death isn't permanent here."[/color] Just to show how little of a problem Chopper even has towards pain itself, she took her Bardiche and sliced her own neck, doing a critical amount of damage to herself without even flinching. She was just a solid hit away from dying right in front of everyone. Anyone, even a level 1 new, could kill her now, but despite that Chopper continues on talking.

[color=goldenrod]"Can't just go all Mama Bonesaw and kill someone you don't like and expect that to be the end. No one fears the guild because the only threat that could have work in the real world, like permadeath, isn't a problem here. At best you do the American thing and imprison and enslave them and hope the rest of your lemmings doesn't think too much about institutionalized slavery, which I'm sure you and your family are A-Okay with, huh?"[/color] Chopper turns to leave with a grunt, not caring to listen to any rebuttals. She had work to do, and a conspiracy to now form. Perhaps it was petty, but if this was the organization that was suppose to bring peace to the realm, than Chopper wasn't going to side with it. As she walked away and towards the exit, she drank a low level healing potion and tossed it off to the side, restoring her health to full. [color=goldenrod]"I don't trust anyone who expects me to work for them for free first. That's the sort of shit corporate motherfuckers use to screw over subcontractors. I was being nice by volunteering to do the monster job, but if that's how you're going to treat people who want to help, then fuck you and everyone who kisses your rotten fat ass. As for the rest of you, I hope you know what you're doing. It'd be terrible if you ended up shafted out of payment because someone thinks you did a shoddy job."[/color]