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@bloodwillbemyprize
You nerds better watch out, because I'm coming for you!
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
Good. Seems you finally gained some fucking sense. If I have to knock it into you again I won't be nice about.
[It's not fair. Being dead was supposed to mean never dealing with this bastard again]
[Mr. Jagerman stomps on his chest before vanishing, the Lord's cackling around him.]
...I hate all five of you
[That just seems to make them laugh harder.]
Shut up!
[They don't. It seems like they never will.]
[Max groans, face planting into the ground]
[The laughter slowly fades away as they return back to Penelope's office.]
[Max keeps his face in the floor]
If you would kindly take your crisis elsewhere, Mr. Jagerman.
Make me.
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
Good. Seems you finally gained some fucking sense. If I have to knock it into you again I won't be nice about.
[It's not fair. Being dead was supposed to mean never dealing with this bastard again]
[Mr. Jagerman stomps on his chest before vanishing, the Lord's cackling around him.]
...I hate all five of you
[That just seems to make them laugh harder.]
Shut up!
[They don't. It seems like they never will.]
[Max groans, face planting into the ground]
[The laughter slowly fades away as they return back to Penelope's office.]
[Max keeps his face in the floor]
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
Good. Seems you finally gained some fucking sense. If I have to knock it into you again I won't be nice about.
[It's not fair. Being dead was supposed to mean never dealing with this bastard again]
[Mr. Jagerman stomps on his chest before vanishing, the Lord's cackling around him.]
...I hate all five of you
[That just seems to make them laugh harder.]
Shut up!
[They don't. It seems like they never will.]
[Max groans, face planting into the ground]
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
Good. Seems you finally gained some fucking sense. If I have to knock it into you again I won't be nice about.
[It's not fair. Being dead was supposed to mean never dealing with this bastard again]
[Mr. Jagerman stomps on his chest before vanishing, the Lord's cackling around him.]
...I hate all five of you
[That just seems to make them laugh harder.]
Shut up!
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
Good. Seems you finally gained some fucking sense. If I have to knock it into you again I won't be nice about.
[It's not fair. Being dead was supposed to mean never dealing with this bastard again]
[Mr. Jagerman stomps on his chest before vanishing, the Lord's cackling around him.]
...I hate all five of you
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
Good. Seems you finally gained some fucking sense. If I have to knock it into you again I won't be nice about.
[It's not fair. Being dead was supposed to mean never dealing with this bastard again]
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Mr. Jagerman stops his foot down on Max's chest, glaring at the boy.]
You're nothing, Maxwell. You're a pathetic little ant that thinks himself a god.
[He can't seem to find anything to argue against that with]
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
Just a bit?!
[Mr. Jagerman rams into him, knocking Max down hard enough to knock the wind out of him.]
[He looks up, trying to catch his breath]
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[The Lords cackle as Mr. Jagerman steps forward, towering over him.]
I asked you a question, you ungrateful shit. Don't make me ask it again.
I - okay, I may have been exagerrating a bit-
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
And what did you accomplish, Maxwell? Nothing. Like always.
[His father, tosses him to the feet of the Lords.]
You think yourself a god, boy? What do you think that would make me, hm? Make them, who gave you the power to continue your childish crusade.
[He can't go either way, he'll end near someone he doesn't want to be near]
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
I'm not as brash as you, Maxwell. I'm not so pathetic that I only need to rely on my fists. Maybe if you had learned that you wouldn't have gotten beaten by a group of weak little nerds.
Excuse me, i killed every one of those nerds AND Stephanie Lauter!
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
Plenty.
[He picks Max up by the shirt, seeming much larger than he did before.]
[Don't show you're scared, don't let him see you're scared]
What, you gonna hit me?
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
Did you really think you were the only person to come back as vengeful spirit? You're not special, Maxwell. You never have been.
Shut up. I've got a good deal of blood on my hands now. Do other ghosts have that?
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
As are you, Maxwell.
[His father's spirit materializes in front of him.]
Doesn't seem to have stopped you from making a fool of yourself.
[He freezes]
What are you doing here?
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?
[They keep the iconography they are known are, but in the blink of an eye, they all look like Max's dad.]
[He seems suprisingly unimpressed]
Wooow, soooo orginal. I hate my Dad, but the bastards dead now, I'm not scared of him anymore
[Max is tearing documents to shreds]
@bloodwillbemypize
[The documents vanish out of sight.]
What exactly are hoping to accomplish here, Maxwell?
Destroy your nerd stuff
And you think that will end well for you?
Yeah, I'm a God I'm basically unstoppable
[She gives an amused chuckle.]
Are you now?
Yeah!
I work with many gods, perhaps you would care to meet them.
Why, wanna work for me too?
Oh absolutely not you can't afford me. But if you're a god as you say, surely it would proper form to meet your fellow kind.
Fiiineee.
Wonderful.
[Penny snaps her figures and the office melts away, revealing nothing but a large, black void.]
[He's startled but pretends he isn't]
pfff, this is nothing
Precisely. This is however...
[5 beams of colored light burst through the Black, all honed in on Max, studying him like an interesting lab rat.]
This...is beauty.
[he freezes, not liking the feeling of being studied]
[They giggle at his discomfort.]
My Lords, this is...what did you say your name was again?
Max Jagerman.
[They giggle, the pink one seeming the most excited.]
Maxie! I remember you! I wonder if you'll be just as delicious the second time?
...what?
[Nibbly cackles.]
Would you like to see, Maxie? I know I would!
See what, you weirdos?!
Something fun!
A show worth remembering.
I'm Max Jagerman, not your performer!
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Maxie.
[A green tentacle, slithers around him.]
You've played your part beautifully.
[He tries to smack it away]
Get off, creep.
[The Lords cackle as it wraps around Max tightly.]
You say you're a god, Maxie. Care to put that to the test?
I- I don't have to prove anything to you
Oh but Maxie testing is so fun! It's our holiday, you wouldn't want to make us upset would you?
I love making people upset! Here's one for you - you stink, goat-face!
[He gasps, clearly not taking it as an insult.]
Thanks Maxie, you love-starved little boy who not even your father could love.
[He grows at him]
I'm gonna deck you in the [redacted] face!
[He tries to swing at Tinky]
[Tinky cackles. A clawed hand covered in yellow fur grabs his arm, breaking it like Max did Pete's.]
[He screams]
OOoooooo! Can I have the arm? Can I lick?
Patience, Nibbly.
...you're a [redacted] weirdo, Pinkie
[Nibbly giggles.]
Thank you!
Can I go now?
Not quite Maxie.
The show has just begun.
[The creatures step into his vision. A stone mask leaking blue ooze that seem to carry a high pitched tune. Too many eyes to count all trained on him. A satyr that reeks like garbage left out in the sun, his tongue dragging along a yellow rubriks cube. A wide grin with bits of his last meal still stuck in his teeth. And finally, a mass tentacles too vast to quantify, the king's yellow glowing eyes boring straight into his soul.]
[It's so much, too much]
Melting your mind so soon, are we?
HA! And he said he was a god. Can't even properly gaze at our true forms.
No - no, shut up - I- I'm fine-
You don't seem fine.
[Nibbly's tongue reaches out, liking his face.]
[He gags]
Just as tasty as I remember. Can I eat him now? Please??
Patience, brother. He still has some use.
If he can change his tune and learn some manners.
meh meh meh
[A tentacle wraps around Max's neck. Despite not needing to breath, he feels as if he is suffocating.]
[Panicked, he tries to pry it off]
[It holds firm. The Lord's form shift closer and closer to their true form.]
What do you see, Maxie?
Y-you're ugly mugs
[The tentacle around his neck tightens.]
[He struggles for air]
I - I answered the question!
But you didn't say it politely Maxie.
Perhaps if we took on a different role...
The - the hell is that supposed to mean?