Warwick Wyndham's Links
Father; Role model. We spend a lot of time together.
Son. As the firstborn, I raised him to follow in my prints, however, it turned out to be his son who succeeded me.
Son, the future head of the Wyndham family. Naturally, he is just like father and I. Right, Wilfred? No more of that silliness. Men don't play around like that.
Father. He had a very dominating personality. I often had the thought, growing up, that he would not love me if I had... expressed myself at all. As I got older, I realized that he already did not love me. No one in this household ever cared for anyone else.
Brother. Dear God, if that is how you allow yourself to smell, I'd hate to smell your quarters. You are a pathetic man, Chester. It does not suit us. Back to your room, then.
Brother. Father's favorite, heehee, Virgil, won't you kill him? Wait... Oh, Warwick doesn't give a rat's ass about anyone, don't be fooled, Millicent, come back here.
Brother. A sniveling rat, is what he was.
Brother. Resent. Our father always preferred him..
Nephew. Couple bulbs short of a chandelier, isn't he?
Uncle. Oh, uhm... he was even scarier than Wilfred... I do not have very many memories of him besides his fight with my father, and what... happened... next... I... ... Wilfred was not even upset by it. I don't understand...
Niece. What's all this babbling about a little girl?
Uncle. She ran him over and has no idea.
Nephew. Ha, looks like father has got himself a little helper, has he?
Uncle. Oh, sod off, Warwick. They looked down on me, I know it. It does not matter. Wilfred and I buried him in the garden after, you won't believe this, but, an elephant ran him and Chester over. So, needless to say, they cannot affect us any longer.
Wife, until she left. Now what am I supposed to do about all of this mess? What kind of example are you setting for your son? Now he has to clean it up himself. Must be why he's been acting so womanly after you left.
"Husband, until I left. Oh, how I resented him... who am I kidding, I still do! Him and the rest of his god-awful, rapacious, family-- I hadn't even thought it possible to make my life more miserable than it already was and yet, somehow, they managed! ... I tried, you know. I did! I really, /truly/, did. For over a year, I put up with it! All while maintaining this picture-perfect facade for these slobbish, stuck-up, beLL-ENDS. I was /this/ close to scooping out his innards with a dust-pan; he should be grateful I went on my way."