Human glowstick. Crack their joints, they start glowing.
"Well aren't you a right and proper arsehole."
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He doesn't listen to the rules. He lives in his own world- a world where down is up and black is white. He rejects the world around him and instead pulls those around him into his world - a world where the rules are dictated by him - until they no longer remember what was common sense. Until they've forgotten a world where left is not right and two is not five.
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