[ Handsome Jack was wrong about a lot of things, but he was right about this: being dead sucked. And finding out about said death sucked too, naked and confused, his head throbbing (he assumes from the butt of the gun to his face that killed him.) It just sucks all around.
He burned through the first four stages of grief pretty quickly as he faced the reaper in front of him: No way can he be dead from a whack to the head, a thing that happened to him at least once a week! Not after everything else that nearly killed him. Please please please, can't he talk to someone to sort this out? He has plenty he can offer- a whole company someone can invest stocks in, or something! Who doesn't like investing? ....no? Followed by some "let me speak to the manager" style ranting before the depression stage set in.
Now he finds himself docking at an unknown shore, and as he's shuffled off with the rest of the ships passengers he turns to whoever's closest. ]
So we're heading straight to the nearest bar, right?
Rhys Strongfork | Borderlands
He burned through the first four stages of grief pretty quickly as he faced the reaper in front of him: No way can he be dead from a whack to the head, a thing that happened to him at least once a week! Not after everything else that nearly killed him. Please please please, can't he talk to someone to sort this out? He has plenty he can offer- a whole company someone can invest stocks in, or something! Who doesn't like investing? ....no? Followed by some "let me speak to the manager" style ranting before the depression stage set in.
Now he finds himself docking at an unknown shore, and as he's shuffled off with the rest of the ships passengers he turns to whoever's closest. ]
So we're heading straight to the nearest bar, right?
[ That'll help! ]