Y’know what? Crud it. I’m not a coward. I’m not a ittle wittle baby scared of some pasty yellow hag! I’m gonna get in that mall and I’m gonna do it with style, with grace, with a whole ‘lotta… face? Bah, I tried. It’s the effort that counts, pardner.
I mean, not EVERYTHING can be achieved with effort. Life doesn’t tend to go the way you want it friendo. I try so hard and got so far, but in the end… it doesn’t even matter.
One thing, I don’t know why
it doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself of a time when I tried so hard
in spite of the way you were mockin’ me
Actin’ like I was part of your property-
Sorry about that. Music’s the only thing keepin’ me from going cuckoo cuckoo crazy!
Heh. Cuckoo’s a funny word. Fun to say, too.
Cuckoo cuckoo cuckoo cuckoo.
What was I wafflin’ on about again? Ah, right. The mall.
So, I’ve devised this plan, y’see… it’s a real nice plan, y’see…
The yellow beastly slug lady’s one lazy son-of-a-gun. She just sits there like a big ol’ sack of potatoes in the entrance. I tried luring her over with some of the fanciest stones one can find, but apparently yellow don’t take kindly to being bonked, understandably.
If I try and tiptoe past her with my two little toes, her yellow slimy acid thingy is gonna melt me like a bite of cotton candy dunked in sulfuric acid. It’s not gonna be pretty, mon ami. As much as I wanna get rid of this flesh cage of red of red of red of red of red of red, there’s no point if I don’t get a new body in return, y’know?
One’s a lonely number, friend. One means being alone.
I don’t like being alone. But it’s all I ever am. There’s no one left. It’s just me in this world now. Existing. Stagnating. Rotting. Forever and ever.
And that’s why I have you, my friend! Namely… me! That’s right! You’re me. I am thou, and thou art I. Sorry to break the news to ya like this all sudden and all, but part of getting older means growing up. Sorry, but you gotta face the reality me from another mind. I’ll give ya a second to process this super impactful information. Ready?
…
Aw, I feel better already! I just know that me and me are gonna be the best of soulmates. After all, who knows me better than, well, me! It’s foolproof!
As long as I have me to keep me company, the red’s never gonna take my spunk! I am strong. I am strong.
I’m not strong.
And that’s why I’ve gathered a few friends to help me take down the wicked yellow beast! AttenTION! Red man, report to base!
Ã̷̧̗̙͉̈͜t̸̹̗͖̄̉ ̷̼̙̺̈̃̃̍̆̌ͅy̶̯̻͖͈͍̱̓ó̷̗̩͌̎̂̇͝u̴͓̹͆́̀́ŗ̸̟̼̮̝̒̀̾̍͑ͅ ̷͍̱̭̪͉̣̆͑̄̕̚͝s̷͕͚̭͙͎͓͛͑̏̕ę̸̞̞̖͖̔r̸͕̘̓̽̚̕v̷̬̞̈́̑̋̕i̸̦̬̞͉̭̎̔́č̸̩̗̌̉͘̚͠ě̵̹̞͎́̉
Green plant lady, salute!
t̷̙͎̩̦̝͑͘ḣ̶̻͚ẻ̷̲͕͔̮̍s̴̢͍̖͙͇̦͗̌̆ȗ̸͕̯̻͎͎͎̍̍̂̄͘n̴̡̫̟̽t̵̜͒̀̚ȟ̵̨̰̺̬̏̉͝e̸͖̾̕s̷̭̆u̷͔̖̗̐̐̆n̴͈̻̰͙̫͗́ṭ̷̹͐͜h̴̡͔̪̻̘̒̊̐͛͘̕e̵͙͔̼͎͂́͗́̀͝s̶̩̦̹͛͋͑̈́̌̊u̸̡̼̱̺̰̙̽͐̂̀̾̉n̶̼̦͙̠͈̎̇͝ͅt̸͎̻̦̯͛̄̈́͆͝͠ͅͅh̴̜̙̖͆̔̊ẻ̸͓̞̹̘̊̄̇s̶̢̥͖̬̱̝̔̋ú̵̦̩͉̦̓́͋n̴̨͕̙̽̇̋
Listen, I’m sorry about that whole… green blood business from before. But c’mon, let bygones be bygones. I mean, you’re completely fine! Those little plant thingies fixed you right up after red man so rudely dug his claw into you. Come on, won’t you forgive me?
ḃ̸̛̬̾͌͜l̷̖͓̻̎̀͑̓ỏ̸̮̦̘̜͊͛̚͜ơ̸͈̩̘̻͍m̴̠͙̖̰̈́i̵͍̪͕̟͛̂̽̚͜m̸̻̟͑̄̋́ǘ̸̩̩s̸̻͌̀ẗ̸͓͔̪́͗͐̒b̷̼̅͝ḻ̶͈͛́ǫ̴̠̹̐͐͒̍ͅo̶̥͖̽͌̽̄͝m̴̰̹̫͎̽̽̽͜͠i̸̙̒m̸͒͜ú̴̖͜͜s̶̨̰̤̑̾ṱ̴̡͊̒̀́̉b̶̨̀̃̇l̶̫̼̎̕ǫ̴͔̅̕ȍ̷̢̹͜m̷̝̗̺̎ị̴̭͍͖̑̐m̵̨̤̈̿͆̀̋ṵ̴̠̊̀̏͠s̷̻̐͒́́t̷̨͕͎̤̟̅͊̒b̴̮̙̪̮̂̿͌̈̀͜l̵̛͇̠̎̈́͒͝ṏ̴̥͈͔̤̝̓ȍ̴͇͈̍̄m̷͍̒
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Ooook. I’m gonna take that as a yes.
Now listen up you rookie dirtbags! I’m the commando of this here platoon. What I say is law, and I WILL NOT take any insubordination. Do you hear me!? No funny business or you’re getting the pixie dust grand slamma tornado fists of fury!
M̵͇͕͇̠͚̙̈́̈̍͐͌͘ạ̵̧̲̳̹̞̥̞̈̍͐̈̋̈́̇͌̀̚̚͘’̶͍͇͍̮̟̤̼̼͎͉͚̃̽͑̍̑́͒̍̽͝ä̶̡͎̣̹̖̗̱̜͕̞̫̼̻́̃̿͋̾̋͝ḿ̴̇͊͋̔̋̈́͜ͅ ̶̧̭͈̘͍͔̙̤͛̕y̴̢̺̘͉̺̓̈́̾̔̋̈́̽́͑ẻ̷̪͎ś̸̨͇̤͛͛̄̓̑̈̃̎̄̏͝ ̷͕́m̸̡̭̈́͐̏́̅̔̋a̵͓̯̹͍̥̦̱̗̼̾̇̈́̈́̕͜͝’̵͓̫̘̈̉̌͗̄̇̌͠͠ą̵̢͇̹̬͉͎̦̜̽ṃ̵̧̲̆̂͜!̸̨̡̙̖̼̝̪̝̭̩̟̊̒̀͂̿̂
S̸̭͍͊͌͜K̶̮̀R̴͇͇̻͍̻̗̳̰͝Ȩ̸̺̺̼͗͑̊̀̕͠Ȅ̶̱̹̜̤͍́̅̈́̃̚͝͠É̵̻͈̊̈̿̂̍̀Ę̵̯͔̰̼̤̌͊E̷̢̛̯̻̲͙̅̌́͌̿́̔͛E̷̡̧̥͉̟̟̱͂̊̿̀̿̕͜͠Ḛ̶̤̰͒̓̅͆̀͠Ę̶͈͓̘̲̲̺̻̝̍̂̐̔̆̈́̈͑̽̇
Heh, I like that energy. Now, FORMATIONS! Red man to the left! Green lady to the right! And I, the most important piece of all, will be in the center. MOVE MOVE MOVE!
We skedaddle away—well, more like only me since red man does this weird crawling thing whenever he moves and green lady tunnels through the earth, but you get what I mean—and surround the dreaded yellow beast like a four way showdown hoedown ol’ western beatdown.
The yellow has completely infected the beast. It lets out these, what’s the word, groooowls and spins around like a tipsy turvy top.
You’re surrounded, buckaroo. No escaping this one! The jig is up.
Green lady, let ‘er rip!
Two giant roots pop up from the ground and slap the yellow beast all willy nilly like a drunk uncle slappin’ his kids after a few too many bears on New Year’s Eve. POW! POW! POW! Sheesh, she’s really going at it, huh? Must be a lotta pent up frustration in that plant noggin. It’s ok green lady; we’ve all been there before.
The slap slap slaps manage to knock the wind out of the yellow beast, but, um, I think all we’ve done is make it angrier. Red man, it’s your turn!
L̴͖͙͈̬̠͍̉e̵͈̩͋t̵̩͊͆͋͆͐ ̸̧͉̟͙̥̥̏̅̅͑͗m̸̢̦͙̗͊y̵̪̝̭̗͗͋̅̈́̿͌̂̂̚̚ ̵̥̗̯͎̻̐̈́̓̅̄̔̇̄͠͠b̸̺̲͉̲̽̌̉̓̽̂̏̒ļ̸̼͇̀ǎ̴̠̘͊̍̈̔̈́̚͘͜d̶̨̦̱̑̌̎̽̿̅̌͐́͝e̸̡̩̩̼̜͍̳̐͂̑͊̉̂́̒͘͜ͅ ̷̢̧̬̱̬͚̰͖̳͓̏s̸̳͂͋̄̋̄̀͗́t̴͍͖̺̻̾̈́̏r̵͓̯̤̺͎̥̯̪̻͖̅͋͛̽̈́͆̾͝i̴͎͋̓͝k̴̝͚͉̀̌̓ḙ̷̮̖̉̀̽̾̚ ̵̯̖̣͆̈́ṯ̵͕̬̱͍̩͖̑̉͌͋ͅr̷͉̟̘͇̥͔̣̭͓͆̀͑ű̶͎͚̹̰͕͒͌̀͒͒̑̇͜͝ȩ̶̛̟̜̯͓͔̼̗̣̯̽͆̀̚!̷̛̺̤̝̹̱͖̔̄͊̆̊͑̓̃
His weird claw thingy appendage bursts out of his chest and manages to slice the beasts’ slug eyes clean off! Thattaboy, red man! I-I’m so proud of you. It’s like watching my child finally take flight from their home to pursue a better life after eighteen years of passive-aggressive hostility and buried trauma. It’s enough to make a grown lady cry…
Oh, but the yellow beast definitely isn’t gonna cry today. Because, well, it doesn’t have eyes anymore. And that makes it angry.
Angry enough to explode, sending a big blob of yellow acid gunk straight at me.
Well, me… it looks like this is the end of the line. I can see it—my life flashing before my eyes. It was a good life back then, back before the red.
I was happy. Everything was so normal. I miss it. I miss it so much. I would give anything to go back to that life again.
Maybe death isn’t so scary after all. If I could relive those happy memories forever, then staying stuck in the endless void doesn’t sound that bad. Heh, I’m almost looking forward to it.
I’m ready. Free me from this nightmare.
M̸̼̼̣͎̠͎͙̗͕̙̟͖͗͂̏Y̴̧̭͈̭̬̹̼̫̼̿̔̔̅͌̈́͑̏̀̍̂ ̴̛͈̯̠̝̽̃͌̍͆̊̈̾͂̄̽̈́̂͘͠͠Ļ̶͍̯̟͆̎̌͘Ą̶͈̘̮̳̫̖̟͍̞̘͚͆͐́́̽̋͌̆̓̏͋́̃͝͝Ḋ̵̨̠̘͍͚͚Ý̶̛̺̖͙̣̉̔͑̂̆͂̃͂̊̔͋́̈́ ̷̢̝̳̺̮̺̳̆̍̅̑̈́̊͂̇̑͑̅̍͘N̴̢̧̨̹̘͈̤̙̜̹̬͖̯̝͕̫̭̲̍̚Ǫ̴͓̮͎͇̫͚̥͈̼̘̝͚͐̈́̔̍͗̈́O̸̢̦̟͔̜̞̗̣̗͓͖̟̘̓̀̌̀̽̉̃̾̈́Ó̸͚̩̘̅̓̀̊̇̋̿͗̽̅̋̃Ǫ̶̙͓̮̤̤̻̺̟̥̘̬̭̮̪͒͊͒͒͜Ô̸̟̇̊̅͊͂͝O̵͉͇̲͚̭͈͕̱͉̱̠̖̳͎̱̓͊̉̀̀͒̔̐͑̊̊͐̋̽̿̅̕̕̚͜͠!̴̺͚͖̥̈
But before I can finally be set free, red man jumps in front of me and blocks the acid.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! REEEEEEEEED MAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!
You… you crudding IDIOT! Why!? Why did you sacrifice yourself for me?
If̴̣̹̘̤͒̔͝ ̷̛̤͉̜͚̓̋̓̋ī̷̟̟͊͂̋̔͜t̶͓̹͔̱̒̏̎͝ ̸͖̞̜͖̈w̶̫̆ě̶̻̳̬͛r̴̢̘͈̦͖͒̏͘ë̷̳̹̜̭̳́͗̌͒n̷̳͙̒̈́̌’̷̧̖̩̅͒̅t̶̤̾ ̷͕̼͙̜̐f̷̨̛̼̹̼ŏ̶̢͎͘r̵̥̹͈͍͕͂͠ ̶̞̞̟̔͛́̕ͅÿ̴͔̼̗̯͉́o̸̬̬̭̜̊́̓̕͝ǘ̸̝̰͉̍̋͝ͅ,̵͚̦̓́ͅ ̷̜̜̘̐͒Į̶̗͙̣̈́̌͜͠ ̴͙̤̯͔̤̌̓͋͊̕w̷̮̤͎̳͎͒̔͐͘ȏ̴̧̫̥͕̪ǘ̷̘̅͐͘̚l̶̡͕̤̟̀͛̓͋͝d̵̠̱͈̈́̇̎ ̵̲̼̂̑̔̂h̶̢̪̝̫́a̴̛̱̹̬̰ṽ̵̪͈͂͂̽͂ẻ̵̼̥̼̻̋̐ ̴̨͔̹̭͒n̷͖̺̙̜̄̈́͐̇͘ḛ̴͚͍͉̒͆͜͠v̵͕̈́̌ĕ̶̬͍̤̬̦̾r̷̨̡͍̟̂̇ ̵̼̼͕̂̾͑̔w̵̠̹̫̭̾̉͘͜o̸̩̤̐k̷̖͗̅̌͜e̵̙͇̩͙͝ǹ̵͙͇͖͔͈̄̇̾̄ ̵͙̘̦̱͐̈́͆̕u̴̦̗͐͜p̶̪͘ ̷̢͚̗̝̺͐̏̅̾͝f̷̹̫͍̽r̵̢̡͇̟̿̈̈́o̷̧͙͎͛m̷̭͔̯̃̇ ̵͔̯͑̆t̶͍̖͎̘͑̋͌͋ĥ̴͔e̴͎̬̗͍͋̈́̈́̍̃ ̶̠̣͉̖͈̕R̸̜̗͉̪̆́́ȩ̷̮͓̩̑̎͘d̴͍̭̟̬͗̿́͌̋ ̸͙̹̹̀D̷̺͔͍̮͓̐͆͂̄r̷̮̜͙͍͑̂͊̚̕͜ẻ̵͍͔͖͖ͅạ̶̧̧̰͋͋̎m̷̩̦͉̪͓͗̔̏.̶͈̱̣̼̃ ̶̤̾͂T̸̡̞̣͎͎́̿͘̚h̷̻̔ȉ̸̗̤̖̲͋ṣ̴͙̺̉͊ ̴̮̺̃w̵̳̆o̶̬̫̞̹̜͒͐̚̕r̵̪͍̀l̵͕͉̗̅̔̏d̶͓̥̦̈ ̵̧̛w̸̘̣̲̜̚ǐ̴̦͍̬͔͕̔͋̈̑l̸̳͕̖̂l̶͙̞̈́̚͘ ̸̨̲̠̆̋̍͌͊ń̶͇̿̂͊ę̵͈̭̏͋͒͒̀v̵͇͇̈́̍͋͘͝e̶̻͐̃̎͊̃ŗ̴̼̦̠͐̓͂ ̷̢̛͎͙͎̄͑͛̀ͅė̸̯̺͓̺̰̏͐͘s̶̲̥̖̮̲͑̄̚c̴̡̧̭̳̟̓ä̶̮͂p̵͇̺̥̰̣̋̂͊̀̾e̶̛̯͔̻̠̓̈́̇ͅ ̴̨͓̦̜̀̽f̷̼̭͇̍͠r̸̨͈̲͌̾ŏ̷̲̲̈́m̴̱̭̺̳͇̔͌ ̶͖̰͇̋̓͘m̵̝͂͋͆͗̀a̷̢̭̰̪̔͂ḑ̸͚͎͙̑̎̈́͆n̷̛̹͙͉͎̅̈̏͘e̸̼̣͋̕s̴̨̝̲̳̾s̸̱̺̝̦̾͒̌̾͘ͅ,̶̡̡͂ ̷̡̬̽͂̉͛̚ͅb̷̢̻̬̣̾̒̑͝u̴̪̜͛͑̊͑͆t̵͓̰͍̖̟͝ ̵̜̠̝̊̇d̴̙̞̻̖̟̒́̔̔̒e̴̝̣̐̉̀s̸̝̀̀̈̓ͅp̷̛͎̗̟̓̊̔̓ǐ̵̠t̶̛̟̔̈́́è̸̠̱̺̑̊ͅ ̸̹̯̮̟͗̊͑͐͋î̸̪̰̱̌t̴͖͝ ̷̭̰̜̈́ā̷̦̒̈ļ̴͚̘̻̥̆͐ĺ̴͚̅̒͆͂,̵͇̇͋ ̸̠̮̮̽̅̒͠y̵̧̠̐̓̚ŏ̶̟̀̋̒̈́u̵͍̥̦̔͜ ̴̡͎̭̊s̶̡͕̰͚̘̀t̸̞͍̬̔ì̵̢͘͜͠͝l̸̪̤̫̎͊̒͊l̶̙̬͇̝̺͘ ̸̮̦̊ĺ̸̹̦̗͍̺i̸͔̯͉̒̈́̚v̸̱͈̯̿̌̂e̵̲̝̩̾ ̷͍̆̇͝ḁ̴̯̟̘́ș̵̡̨̣̆̓͂̆͘ ̵̡̰̪̩͙̑̓̒̄a̴͙̗͝ ̴̳̠̋Ḧ̶̡͚̰́ú̵̦͙͇͔͓̾͝m̵̡̤͚̙͊̈́̓ȁ̵̹͈͖̱́͆͝n̸̤͎͔̩̤̓̋̈.̸̬̬̰͎̇͛͜ ̵̧͉̣̿Ÿ̵̢̼́̈́͑̿͝ô̶͎͒͝ǔ̶͎͖ ̸̠̜̼̭̝̍͊̆r̷̡͕͚̦̆̑̀̉̋ë̶́͜ṣ̷̹͈̽̀i̷̥̰̰̔s̸̡̛̖̤̲̜̒͆̂͊t̴̛̹̣̆͋̃ ̵̫͛i̶̮͘t̸̹͕͙̲̹̉͐͆s̵͔̦̳̯̆ͅ ̴̬̯͙̀̔̋͗c̷̠̳̥͂ä̵͚̖́̊̉̐l̵̺̣̗͕̓ḷ̶͉͕̗̆͋̍͜.̸̟̾̿̉̄̀ ̴̗̟̬̜͠ͅẎ̵̧̬̣̙̂̀̚õ̵̗̝̤̻ụ̵͕̗͌̍̏͋ ̶̧̥̺̼͑͆̌r̶̢̬̹̐͋e̸̻͚͔̦͆͒͌́̌s̶̢̮̥͑ͅi̷̢̱͓̫̍͛͜s̵̡̺̘̩̽́̽t̷͇̺̠̰̩͑ ̵̰͍̱̭̈̈́ḯ̷̬̳̝̈́͑̓̐ț̶͐̇͘s̵͇̣̫͆ͅ ̷̨̗̝̫̪̓͊̎͐í̶̞͈̼̎̈́n̶̝͚̈́̍͂f̵̬̯̾̑͛̊ͅę̷̰̾͐̌̊̚ç̸̢̰̤͕̂̿́͂̐t̸̠̽͗̎̕ǐ̶̖̬ŏ̴̗̫̦̣͘n̵̩̦̫̋.̸̜̀͆͠ ̵͍͈̯̈́̋P̸͇̼̌͒͑̚͜͝e̸͇̋͊͝ȑ̴͓̩̩h̸̩͚̩̖͆͛̌͆̒à̸̬p̶̛̻s̸̩͕̤̈̾̆͋͜ ̸̖̹̉͑t̶̫̳͕̯̍̊͑́͛h̵̠̟̟̹̅̎́̿ê̶̢̗̦͘ŗ̴͓͚̇̈́̔͆̌ě̴̤͔̔̍̇͝ ̵͖̥̏̃i̴̧̊̀̒š̶̥̼͈̎ ̴̹̖̝̟̇̽͘̚͜s̵̡̺̪̞̓̉ṯ̶̱̰̅í̶̧̯̰̻͌l̵̛͍̠̜̈́̽̓l̶̨̧̟͓̂͐ ̶̝̒y̴̡̢̟͙̐̒͆̅̑e̵̬̗͌̓t̵͎̭͖̼́ ̶͉̯̈́̉͘ḧ̸̼̣̰̦́ơ̴̫͗̉͒͐p̴͓͖̪͍͎̈̈́̿͌ĕ̶̛̳̟͇͙̆͆̚—̴̭͕͙͔̩̽̅̊h̶̜̩̣̳̯̓ǫ̶͉͇̪̲̓̅͊̍̈́p̶̛͈̖̙͋̉̌̇ͅe̶̢̻͚͙̬͗̋̈́͊͂ ̷͇͒̎̌̕͠f̶̜̗̩͕̩̄̍̕̕͝o̴̲̺͂̎̽͛r̴̢̠̫̬͑ ̸̤̓̾ṫ̶̹͖͑̈͊h̷͚̹̞̀͊e̷͇̲͕͖̩͑r̴̡̤͓̠̐͒̄͝e̷̩̗͛͌̀͊͂ ̸̜̜̟͚̀ţ̶̬͕̺͆̌̅̀̏o̵̪̱̻̱̹͆͗̈͠ ̷͓̼̲̻̿b̸̖̟͎̔̿͂̉̄ȩ̵̲̥̺̥̓ ̶͎̾̌̈́͝a̷͙̿ ̴̩̪̋s̸̬͛̾̃p̵̨̼̘̜̚a̵̛͔̖̗̔̿̕͝r̸̮͊̏̑̑k̵̥̎ ̶͓̓ͅo̴̠͇̗̰̖̽͘f̶̡̧̭̃͑ ̵̝͂̈l̷̖͍͎͚͚̃̉͐́i̶̬̯̥̔̽̅͜͠g̸̀͊̚͜h̸̡̞̰̙͎͆ṫ̷̘̣̺ ̶̛̹̤̟̮̎͘͠ì̵̛̱̻͈̳͕̐͗͗ǹ̴̢̟̇ ̵̢̜͉̀̌̉̕ṯ̶̥͚͓̹̆̔̕̚h̵̛͍͍͒͌ͅi̵̧̒̋̅̈̾s̵͇͙̞͌̊̉̽ ̵̬͓̕e̴̙͖͓̔͋̉̆̾n̸̞͒͂́d̴̻͆l̴̼̅̋̊͒̕ḛ̶̙̯̿̀̔̕͝ş̸̘̺̘̫̑s̷̡͎̙̘̜͌͗̑ ̷̩͗̍̚͝g̵̤̅̉̿l̶̹͚̺̺̏̋̀̒o̵̰̹̹̍͗͒͝o̶̢͙͖̣̱̓̔̉̍m̷͙̬͖̋̀͐̕͝.̸̺̘̫̜̰͘ ̵̧͊Y̶͉̝̤͂̽ȍ̵̰̲̹̬̏ͅu̶̱̭̤̾͌͌͘ ̴̨͚̥͛̿must ̷̡͚͕̄̍͝l̸͉͚͇̃̽͑i̶̙̜͇̍͊͆̍̄ͅv̷̑̌͘ͅe̸̬̩̠̙͊̋̇͝..̴͎̐͐̀͠ ̵̪̜̗̙̈̏L̷̗̠͙̎ị̷̡̆̋͌͘̚ͅͅv̵͚̞̓̋̅̈́e̴̱͓̦͆ ̵̧̟̯̼̅͂a̶̡̝̯̮̤͂͂̓̏n̸̳̳͋̑̕d̶̟̘̤̈́͊̑ ̸̭͙̇̓b̷̠̈́̎́̍̚ẹ̸̟̘̖̞̇ ̸̤̭̚͝h̷͎͆̑̏̎a̷̲̗̼͊̏ͅp̸͇͓̈́̿̚p̸̧̗̻̳͘y̵̝͐́̂̚.̵̭͋
I-I-I… I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. Please don’t die. I don’t want you to die.
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
Don’t leave me, please
Papaw…
…
He’s gone, melted into a liquidy puddle.
He’s gone. And now, I’m truly alone.
Yellow beast has been slayed. Red man—no, dad—is gone. And green lady ran away somewhere.
I’m alone.
It hurts.
I guess all that’s left for me is to enter the mall.
Heh. H-Hahah, concrete jungle of dreams~
Waiting for me…