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| Topic | A small, sassy cat stands in your path. |
| Hambo 08/05/24 11:08:20 PM #335: | Well. Meowth didn't win the round. After everything Michael Hawk has done for you. Still he lost. It's fine. I'm fine. I can handle it. I can be mature about this. I'll give you your story. It's fine. Now where were we? Oh, right. You were fighting the Veterinariabomination and his Ultimate Horrorganism... From the far reaches of the library of realities, a sinister faerie exerts its foul influence. The morning sun dims. A hole opens in the sky and nine ice-cold tendrils spill out. https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/a/forum/9/9acb484c.jpg They wrap around Michael. All of his Worm-maxed Biblically Accurate power isn't enough to break free from their icy grasp. You watch, paralyzed with fear. You do nothing to help him. https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/a/forum/b/b257fd77.jpg The tendrils wrap around his neck and kill him. They kill him to death. https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/a/forum/4/409fa7db.jpg You can't believe what you just witnessed. Mike was killed. He's dead. And you. You did nothing to save him. You let him die. You may as well have killed him yourself. You don't know how you'll go on living with this grief and this guilt. Fortunately, you won't need to figure that out. The Ultimate Horrorganism strikes. https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/a/forum/d/d8b3751e.jpg You are consumed in one quick motion. You are dead. --- Hambo's alt. ... Copied to Clipboard! |
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