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Hi! I'm Rita Steel, and welcome to my ask blog where I get to talk about my life! asks: open mod: marmalade

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hey y'all, mod here, I have an important announcement that I would like to make.

the story of rita steel is over until further notice. with everything that occurred recently involving the creators of tpp, I do not feel comfortable with continuing the story right now. the newest update update was supposed to occur on sept. 28th, but I have since changed my mind.

I apologize to those who were excited for the newest release to the story. again, I believe that this decision is for the best.

thank you everyone for supporting me and the story for this past year and a half.

best wishes,

mod m

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marmalade: I watched as Nureyev stood from his chair and reached for something in his pocket. I watched as he pulled it out, and closer inspection made me realize that it was a knife. Curved and lavender in color, it looked as if it could do extreme damage if the person possessing it had prior knowledge on how it worked. As if it were a constantly rehearsed reaction, I stepped back slowly a few steps. His expression was beginning to worry me as I saw it make itself known to the public throughout his entire body. God damn it. I thought I could trust this entity as a guide for my journey. Alessandra is all got left, huh. Well, as the very old saying goes, one is better than none.

Peter Nureyev: Don't you see, Marmalade? Lady Frida has stolen so much away from us! Your childhood, my dear, was ripped from your soul, and served to lost cause on a silver platter! As for me, she took my life! She took...JUNO! Her obsession with him overcame her and TOOK EVERYTHING I HAD AWAY FROM ME! QUICK!- Marmalade, I need one final, and eternal, favor from you. I will be using my knife to open something, and afterwards you are to stick your hand into that opening and pull out something beneficial to the final cause. You are to give this benefit to Alessandra, for she will use it to overcome her enemies, and end our torment once and for all. This benefit will open it's hands and give us what we deserve... Goodbye, Marmalade, as this will more than likely be the last time I ever come in contact with you...but...if I do, in fact, discover Juno's presence wherever I end up, then I will inform him of how brave you have, and will continue to be.... We're going home, Marmalade!!

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one year ago, she took him away with an axe

next, she destroyed four more

now, her daughter must make things right

before there is no more.

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marmalade: I stood up using the last will left in me, and accepted Benten's offer. When my hand met his when the eye failed to pay attention to me long enough to see what I was doing, I took his hand, and...wow. I've never felt anything like this before. It was warm, welcoming, and...what the hell? He brought me into the portal where he emerged from, and all I saw was a figure in a chair. Well, it was more like he was sitting and floating at the same time, so yeah. His face looked like it had been struck a bunch of times with a knife, and another thing that I noticed about him was that he had no skin on his hands or feet. It made me uncomfortable to say the least.

?: Welcome. I have been waiting for your arrival for quite some time, Marmalade. You are so strong, and I'm proud of you... My apologizes, I have forgotten to inform you of who I am. My name is Peter Nureyev, or Nureyev for short, and you have reached the end. It is time for you to let go of the things you once knew. Even though it is one of the more undesirable outcomes, you must give up everything to save Alessandra and defeat Lady Frida. If you want eternal peace, you have go through with this course of action. I'll help you when we begin the end, but afterwards, you're on your own. I have to-

marmalade: "I don't care if I die, alright. If I fight Lady Frida back hard enough to the point where I can send Alessandra home, then that's all that matters to me. Just, tell me what I need to do in order to end this once and for all." I sighed, and as I turned my focus above me, I notice an axe float above my head and all around me. Attempting to grab it within reach was a failure...Stupid axe... He's right. Alessandra will be safe due to my success. She helped me in all the ways she could, so now must do the same for her. Even though there is a strong possibility that I may never see her again.

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marmalade: My mind was finally able to put the pieces together. The figure before me was an eye, and I knew that it more than likely possessed knowledge than even a normal human brain couldn't process. It's iris was a shade of blue that began to feel more familiar than my own. The more I focused on it, the more reflective it became, until it stopped once I could see myself crystal clear. I continued to look at reflection, but it wasn't long before I noticed another bright light in the corner of my remaining eye, and turned to see what exactly was illuminating behind me. It was a mix of tints and shades of orange, and a figure stood in the middle unfazed of the light around them..

?: My dearest niece, you will no longer feel the pain that riddles your nerves with no remorse. I am here to guide you towards a place where everything will be made whole again. You may call me Benten, Marmalade! You're father sent me here because he is aware of everything your mother put you through, and he wants you to know that none of it is your fault. You're a victim caught up in someone else's turmoil. There's so much more to unpack, but I must ask you for one favor before we are able to move any further...

Benten: You must come with me, for I must take to you someone special. A man who was the first to lose the breath of life under the hands of someone too blind to see past her unhealthy fantasy... Marmalade, I know that all of this may seem sketch, but believe me when I say that I truly wish to help you heal from all of the garbage people have put you through. We can't go back and change it, but we can heal and grow from it, and I want to help you with that process.

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marmalade: I shook my head yes as it was the only thing my body could bring itself to do at the moment. The pain in my eye was gone, but so was my sight. Everything was pitch black, except for the lightened shadow that I could see in front of me. My back was stiff, and my hand was...it's...broken, how, what? In an instant my body allowed itself to unlock from the frozen pose it was in, and I looked up towards the figure that was casting the shadow, and my eye tried, but failed, to gather what I was looking at. Great. Another thing that'll probably pull me further away from my mission.

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?: ARE YOU AWAKE, MARMALADE STEEL? GOOD. I AM ECSTATIC TO KNOW THAT MY MISSION WAS SUCCESSFUL. I ASSUME THAT YOU WISH TO BECOME AWARE WITH WHAT IS OCCURING AS WE SPEAK. I WILL NOW TELL YOU AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. RIGHT NOW, YOUR FRIEND ALESSANDRA IS FIGHTING MY BIGGEST ENEMY, AND I WOULD LIKE YOUR PHYSICAL, MENTAL, AND EMOTIONAL SUPPORT. IF WE WORK TOGETHER, THEN WE WILL BE ABLE TO END THIS MADNESS, AND SEND ALESSANDRA HOME. DO YOU WISH TO ACCEPT MY PROPOSAL?

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Hello everyone, Mod here! I just came by to give a quick update! Unfortunately, since the last update of this extravagant tale, my phone bit the dust, and I lost everything including the original blog login info, some of the concept art, and much more, but don't worry! I have moved all of the stuff from that blog to this one. (Hopefully you guys see the 2 in the username.) You can also still click the username of the old blog and read the tags of each post if still would like to! The scheduled posting of the next part of the story is hopefully this week, so get ready! Anyway, that is all I have for you guys today, and I hope you have a great day/night! See you soon!

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marmalade: I watched as the lady before me stood up, continuing to face me, and a sudden realization came into my mind as she stood. She thinks I'm my mom no matter how much I tell her I'm not, so if I act like her, then I'll hopefully be able to get out of here without harm! Perfect! Everything is going to be..wait a minute...why are her hands above her head?

marmalade: The lady held her hands together above her head like she was holding something. They looked smooth, began to open from the bottom, and a large, purple orb descended from it. From where I stood, it was what looked like my mom as a baby with some sort of cord connected to her? I don't know what that is. I noticed the beach around us fade away and turn into this eye-torturing scene. Something isn't right.. Bright colors surrounding her in a somewhat abstract pattern. Maybe this is something-

marmalade: I felt a painful pop on my face, and when I went to touch near it, I discovered that my right eye was had exploded. Only, there was no blood, but a throbbing scar in it's place. My entire body felt like static, the pain increasing rapidly, and I didn't know how to make it stop. I tried to reach out towards the lady, but I failed to touch her and fell onto my knees. The pain had gotten to the point of becoming unbearable no matter how hard I tried to fight back. "STOP IT!!" I grabbed my head with both my hands. "ALLY, HELP ME!!" The last thing I was able to do was look up towards the infinite cycle, but then it all turned dark..

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marmalade: I got up and brushed the sand off of myself. Staying here isn't going to help me get back to Ally. I turned and looked towards the far distance in front of me, and it looked untouched for miles. "Maybe I'll find something if I just walk?" The sand felt warm against the bottoms of my feet as I began my journey. It was a sense of warmness that I had yet to discover before. As I walked, I looked at the scenery around me. There wasn't much to be honest. Some bushes, one or two trees, and eventually a small stream that connected itself to the ocean. For a while, I had kept my attention on things to both of my sides, and not once looking towards me. The one time I did, however, I found something interesting...

marmalade: It was a lady who had red-orange ombre hair, and clothing that was made of what appeared to be different shades of blue. There was a purple eyeball on her back that connected in the middle of where the two straps crossed over each other. It was really strange, but the thing that caught my interest the most were her stretch marks. They were purple, and for some reason, glowing a very lighter shade of the same color. A feeling of dread arose in me while I tried to examine her from where I stood. At the same time, she must have noticed that someone was standing behind her.

???: ...Why, you've grown up so much since the last time I saw you Rita! I, myself, find it hard to believe that you managed to last it this long, but I guess we can't always have our dreams come true. Come over here and let me take a look at you!

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marmalade: ...What...What's going on?

marmalade: I stopped blinking, and all I could see was the sky. The sun was shining brightly. Every cloud in the sky was moving at a slow and steady pace. It felt peaceful. The sky was a tint of bluish-green that was very different from the outer dome in Hyperion. It felt...peaceful. Almost a kind of peace that I have yet to become familiar with in my life. Maybe one day I'll be in it's reach, but I highly doubt it.

marmalade: I sat up slightly, and my mood immediately changed. My surroundings were not what they're supposed to be, and by the looks of it, they were endless for miles. Alessandra needs me, but how will I reach her in time? God, maybe mom was right, I am a complete fuck up...no, Marmalade, don't think like that, you're better than that, you are, and never will be, anything that she tells you. "Just breathe, Marmalade. You'll get through it, and find a way back to Ally. All you need to do is find a way out!"

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Mod here! After being on a hiatus for a month, the Rita Steel story is officially coming back! The serious issue was handled, and everything is back to the way it was before! The plan is to hopefully post the 31st of October, but if not, then the story will continue sometime in November! We are nearing the completion, and the final act of the story is about to be told! So, get on the edge if your seats, for you do NOT want to miss what's in store! See you soon!

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marmalade??: The process of creating this weapon of mass destruction wasn't that difficult. To me, it was fairly easy. While I was adding the last few finishing touches, a vision fell upon me like the wind to an earthian tree. It looked as though it was drawing by a child. The further I got into the vision, the more clear it became of just who created it. §§§. She was sitting at a kitchen table with...Rita. Hm. I moved my eyes in every direction I could. Nothing really struck me as odd...until I feasted my eyes on the background. A giant, purple snake was ready to attack §§§, and I couldn't find a way to stop it.

§§§: I don't think Mommy loves me. She gets all angry and tells me everything is my fault. Sometimes, when she's had enough of me, she hits me and locks me in my room. Mommy said grandma did the same thing to her and it's okay! I don't think she likes dad either! She calls him the 'hymen breaker' and that he took everything from us. We live on a big ship and have so much stuff! Why would dad take any of it? Anyway, mommy said she- what is that?

marmalade??: I saw §§§ pointing her tiny finger towards the weapon, and I responded with "...it's ready!"

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marmalade??: My goodness! The three of them sure are going at it! It's a shame the two lovebirds haven't fought each other yet! Always choosing to take the emotional route! Tisk, Tisk, Tisk! We need a conclusion, not a romance novel!....THAT'S IT! I'm gonna turn it up a notch! The more blood Masami feels the need to spread, the less time we have to wait to be set free!...Man, I can taste the freedom already!...

marmalade??: Looking up, I could see their expressions grow angrier with each passing moment. The feeling of their blood boiling welcomed me with open arms. Waiting for the right moment to strike was my plan. I blinked away from the sight before me and turned towards the figure behind me. "Hey kid, are you alright? You haven't spoken a word since we got here. What's going on in that brain of yours?"

§§§: ...The two of them seem calm to me. Maybe have Masami say something to make them upset! Hm, like they're ugly!...or have a big forehead? I can't really think of anything! Blood is very messy, but if that's our last resort, than so be it! I can call dad's buddies! The leaf, the table saw, the fire ball, the butterfly that my dad is in love with, but I think you should hurry so that they can get here in time so that we can have a cool fight!! Dad said that I can go with him after we're done, so please hurry up!! <3

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masami: "ɢᴏ ᴏɴ! ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʟᴀɴ ɪꜱ, ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱᴀɴᴅʀᴀ!" ɪ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴡᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʜɪᴘꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴅᴇ. "ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴀᴅʏ ꜰʀɪᴅᴀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴ, ʜᴍ? ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ɪɴ ʜᴏᴘᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴘʟᴀᴜꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ? ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛ ɢɪʀʟ. ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴅᴜꜱᴛ ꜰʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇʀ, ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱᴀɴᴅʀᴀ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ, ᴍᴀꜱᴀᴍɪ ᴍɪʜᴀʀᴜ, ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ! ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜱʜᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ...ʙᴜᴛ, ʜᴇʏ! ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢ?" ᴀ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴡɪᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴍᴏᴏɴꜱ ꜱᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀꜱ ꜰᴇʟʟ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ. ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴀɴ ɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ. ɢᴏᴏᴅ. ᴀʟʟ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱᴀɴᴅʀᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʟᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ.

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alessandra: So many things ran through my mind while staring at the figure. I watched as the hand that possessed the eye turned away from us and slowly gain scars from a life of long ago. A girl born from regret and a lady who felt too much...worked together...to create this! A being who's job was to find justice for those who can't. I want to do the same, but without all of the 'celestial powers' of course!

alessandra: I'm proud of you kid. If this is it, then I hope you go out with a bang!

???: ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴀᴍ. ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴇxᴄᴇꜱꜱ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ꜰʀɪᴅᴀ, ᴍʏ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛꜱ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ! ᴏʜ! ɪ ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ! ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀᴅɪᴇꜱ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ! ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍᴀʏ!... ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴀᴍɪ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴘᴇ! ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ʟᴀᴅʏ ꜰʀɪᴅᴀ, ʀɪᴛᴀ, ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ɪᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ɪᴛ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ. ʟᴀᴅʏ ꜰʀɪᴅᴀ, ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ!

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alessandra: The time it took from us getting started to finishing up felt like hours, but in reality it was only minutes. Twisting and turning to make ourselves reach some sort of ecstasy that not even the ancient drug could each. It was amazing, but something I could never think about again. I had a wife, and this one little instance didn't need to get between us or our relationship. After wiping most of the sweat off of my body, I started putting my clothes back on. Moving forward with the plan was my next goal, and that's how I honestly thought it would play out...but, that wasn't the case. A big crash came through the door, destroying it in seconds, and a dark figure walked into the room.

alessandra: What the hell? Please don't tell me I have to fight another cyborg demon! I just want to kill Frida and GO HOME! The dark bluish figure placed a wide smile on their face and lifted a fist into the air. They held it up high for a few seconds until it opened, and the two of us noticed something that wasn't supposed to be where the palm was. Well, just when I though everything was already shitty enough, this new contender took the cake for sure.

???: ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ʟᴀᴅʏ ꜰʀɪᴅᴀ! ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ! ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ! ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ! ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ɴᴏᴡ, ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍᴀʏ ᴀꜱᴋ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ? ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴍʀꜱ. ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ɪꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ? ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ! ɴᴏᴛ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇɴᴇꜰɪᴛꜱ! ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱᴀɴᴅʀᴀ, ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ!