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Rock Katson, the main antagonist of the game "TimeZone," is a complex character shaped by a traumatic past. The loss of his sister Sally, whom he loved deeply, is the primary driving force behind his actions. Her death, orchestrated by Becky Construde of the SCD through a fabricated narrative, left Rock with a profound sense of betrayal and loss. This event not only marked the beginning of his vendetta against the SCD but also defined his transformation into a figure driven by revenge. Rock's motivations are deeply personal, fueled by a mixture of grief, anger, and a longing for justice, however distorted his perception of justice might be.

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That's not being added buddy

I think you went insane

You are the most annoying person

You are really obsessed with incest, its almost like you were inbred

Just stop with your degenerate homof*ggotry, loser. Move on to your next pathetic attempt because this one has failed. Better yet, go back to giving free blow jobs to homeless people.

I feel like your just mad that I insulted you

Literally no one likes you

What's with the aggressive behavior??

He just wants to be needed

No

Jim Parsons was not here

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The cheese is in the cupboard :3

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Dusk, dragging along a lone shadow. The five o'clock bell and a voice counting lies. "Are you ready?" Echoes, murder and well, nobody said anything, right? I am a bypasser. "Are you ready?" I sang about a red peacock, he thought of a blue crow flapping away. Don't be fooled by what he says, tell me. What color were the feathers you saw? Unable to break loose from freedom to obligation. I don't want to always know the reason for life. When there's no lyrics, they don't get across. And even when there is, they dont get across. I sung about clouded glass. When he thought of the day, it was black birds in flight, and unable to solve for X. Skim the page hunting distorted words. If you're keen on taking his word for it, then please shut your mouth! My head hurts, I've become reckless. I just want to sway to the violent rhythm. Unable to break loose from freedom to obligation. I don't want to always know the reason for life.

Original: 夕暮れ、孤独な影を引きずる。 5時の鐘と嘘を数える声。 「準備はいいかい？」 反響、殺人、そしてまあ、誰も何も言わなかったよね？ 私は通りすがりの人。 「準備はいいかい？」 私は赤い孔雀について歌った、彼は青いカラスが羽ばたくのを思い浮かべた。 彼の言うことに騙されないで、教えて。 あなたが見た羽は何色だった？ 自由から義務へと抜け出すことができない。 人生の理由を常に知りたいとは思わない。 歌詞がなければ伝わらない。 歌詞があっても伝わらない。 私は曇ったガラスについて歌った。 彼がその日のことを考えたとき、それは飛んでいる黒い鳥であり、Xを解くことができなかった。 歪んだ言葉を探してページをざっと読む。 彼の言葉を鵜呑みにしたいのなら、どうか口を閉じてください！ 頭が痛い、無謀になった。 激しいリズムに揺れたいだけ。自由から義務へと抜け出すことができない。私は人生の理由を常に知りたいとは思わない。