Schneizel must have the most difficult job in the world

R2 19 has made me realized something: Schneizel must have the most difficult job in the world. My respect and adoration for him has pretty much jumped up about 50 notches. (Pic unrelated)

Not only is your dad dumping all of his responsibilities onto you and running off to play with Jupiter, but you must also constantly look, be, and radiate with fabulous and awesome to the point where you can make something as mundane as sitting at a table look badass, as well as upkeep an Academy Award winning act of having a believably sane, kind, caring personality, while having an insane level of mental intelligence and deduction ability that allows you to figure out a completely accurate list of who your little brother used Geass on and what happened to those people and print this information out on individual emblemed sheets of paper (probably laminated too) with a 12hr turnaround, all while putting up with a racist nuclear table humping scientist who wants to fuck your dead little sisters corpse, a “broken” in the head engineer who wants to rape his own machines, a terrible cook who cares about the wrong shit at the wrong time, as well as sexually satisfying Kallen’s crossdressing older brother (probably Schneizel’s only source of personal comfort), plus tending to the needs to his country. I’m sure he spends like 2hrs a day perfecting his hair flick and smile combo too. Of course, since it’s Schneizel, this is all probably just in a days work for him. He must have this routine down pat. Fuck. HOW DOES HE DO IT?!

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