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@dumpster-salesman-1997
* Hello [Every]
* What brings you to my [Trash Heap]
* Feeling [Where... Where is everyone...]?
* No one to [See You Cry?]
*...
* [Deals 90% Off] Friends!!!
* Who needs [Friend Request Denied] when you have [Kromer]!!!
* I can [Make all your dreams come true]
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* White...
* There was a lot going on, in all of this, of course there was. It was clear to see... Something was going on with the other Spamton... And there was still a lot to worry about but...
* He was here. It had been years of searching, wondering if they'd ever find him and... He was here.
*he takes a step back confused and scared*
Oh dear god..... What's happening to that thing...?
*he gingerly places his hand on the pop-up which now actually has a couple of tiny cracks.....*
* The pop up had broken through the effort of J's Spamton but... As much as it felt like progress it also didn't entirely feel like enough.
* Whatever was happening to the other Spamton...
* J seemed unsure what to even do, especially as his Spamton was staring at him unmoving at this point.
*he took a couple more steps back seemingly both terrified yet disgusted*
Oh dear....
*he slowly turned around fully staring at Tenna, more pop ups show up and cover his body revealing more realistic eyes some of them staring at Addison J, other staring at your Spamton, but most of them staring at Tenna... He started to speak but his voice came out slow and raspy*
Ten-...-a..?
* Spamton seems to look between everyone in the room but he still doesn't say anything
Wha-!? How does it know my name...?
........ It? IT? WHY WHY YOU YOU LITTLE LITTLE SPONGE SPONGE-
*he immediately lunges at the pop up standing between Addison J, Tenna, and him. He starts scratching, biting, punching, attacking it with all of his might and anger, and honestly looks horrifying based off of how mangled his form looks, how off each fleshy and feathered bit is, the thousands of uncannily human pop up eyes staring, always staring....*
YOU YOU BAST- BAST- TERD- TERD-! YOU YOU STILL STILL DONT DONT RECOGNIZE RECOGNIZE ME ME? FUCK FUCK YOU YOU!!
* Tenna, that's Spamton!
* Both of them are...
* Though... I think yours is... More corrupted than usual. I don't know why, or if it's a more recent development but...
* I think I know how to get through mine. You... Just need to focus on getting through to yours.
* Try... Try not to say anything more to anger him...
* White... It's me, J.
* Do... You remember me? You used to call me Kiwi all the time... Before everything.
* ...
*he slowly sat down staring at his Spamton with a horrified expression*
No, it.... It can't be...?
Spamton...?
*he continued pounding against the wall as it cracked more and more, that's.... Not a good sign.... He started screeching loudly as well The sounds being able to send a chill down anybody's spine....*
* J frowns softly, like this he's unsure if there's anything he can really do. At least for Tenna and his Spamton but.... If he could get his own Spamton out of the way... If he could get out of the way...
* White... Spamton...
* I know you remember me somewhere in there... It's been a long while, hasn't it...
* The others... They didn't want to keep searching. I can't blame them entirely... You hurt us all... In your own way...
* It's clear you've suffered enough for that though...
* I don't want you to keep suffering. You hurt me but... No one deserves what you've gone through. I want you to be able to get properly better, to heal.
* None of this is going well... Honestly I don't even know what's going on but I do know... Tenna is probably to only one who can get through to his Spamton. And I'm the only one who can get through to you.
* If you come over here... I don't entirely know what's going to happen after but... I'm sure it'll be better than how things are now.
* ...
* Kiwi...?
* Spamton doesn't seem entirely able to move, almost stuck frozen as he continues to look at J
* Before he looks up at the other him and tries to get out of the grip so he can do what the multicolored Addison is asking if him
*he immediately froze looking up the other Spamton as they tried to pull away, he whimpered a bit making a soft cooing sound, he didn't want the other Spam' to leave, their about all he seems to have right now....*
*he took advantage of his Spamton's moment of calmness, he pressed his CRT head against the giant pop up as he began to make a strange jittering sound, like a form of purring... His screen is now black and he has shrunk substantially....*
* J paused, suddenly unsure about his decision to split the two of them. He didn't have the full context but... Seemed they got close in some amount of time.
* White... Stay there, I'll come to you.
* He was unsure about any potential attacks but hopefully for now this would work.
* Spamton nods seriously, gripping onto the claws of the other as he waits for J to come to him.
*well if Jay wants to get to them their going to have to break through the giant pop up in front of them....*
*he curled up trilling softly, his grip shifted down from Spamton's wrist to Spam's hand, he then sat up staring at J and Tenna and a hungry hawk watching it's prey, or rather, it's predator's....*
* Spamton still seems content to keep breaking pop-ups, even as he seems to keep an eye on both J and the other him.
* He keeps banging on the larger one. For whatever reason, his outburst earlier made these more vulnerable to him.
* J frowns softly as he glances over at the giant pop up between them that was still there.
* There was progress being made but he looked up at Tenna to see if he had any ideas on what to do.
*he had shrunk substantially, his screen flickering between pure black and cackling static.... I looks like he's pretty out of it right now...*
*his gave focused on J, he squinted as he slowly stood up, he pressed his face up against to pop up as he continued to watch J closely*
* J frowned softly. Time to readjust.
* Spamton... Try to focus on calming the other you down, I'm going to try to get through to Tenna
* Spamton nods once before turning to the other him. The babbles are almost incoherent at this point but they are comforting in their own way
* Tenna... I can't say I know what's going on with your Spamton...
* He's... A little worse right now, than I was expecting.
* But that doesn't mean you can't get through to him.
* All of this... It clearly isn't helping them, either of them. What we need to do is get them both out of here, into a safe location. Get this pop up destroyed.
* We can... Help with the state of them once that's over.
*he perked up a bit slowly sitting up his screen now settling entirely on static.... He stared directly at J, then back at Spamton, and then right back at J, and trust me his body language says enough even with the lack of words, he's afraid of letting Spamton out because of the violent and hateful reaction Spam' had towards him.....*
What what..? Oh oh shut shut up up you you! What what do do you you know know? At at least least your your family family recognize recognize you you!
*his tone was spiteful, and almost jealous....*
* Spamton seems to be suddenly angry
* [[You Idiot!!]] So you>\ So you [Abandoned by the plot] them?
* [Your one and truly]...
* ...
* Don'>t [[Left Behind]] your [Care package]
* J seems hesitant, unsure what to do. But...
* Tenna, get ahold of yourself.
* I... I know none of this is good. I get that, but that's still your Spamton. Still... They're family, still.
* I... I know there has to be something that cares, in there. I get a feeling that's why he's so upset.
*he slowly sat up before standing up, he stared at J for a moment as he thought deeply, reflecting back on the years he had with Spam'...... He looked back to the giant pop up before he started banging on it again more cracks showing up, his screen flickered back to normal...*
Abandoned abandoned them them? THEY THEY ABANDONED ABANDONED ME ME-! I I CALLED CALLED AGAIN AGAIN AND AND AGAIN AGAIN, THEY THEY NEVER NEVER PICKED PICKED UP UP. THE THE ADDISON'S ADDISON'S LEFT LEFT ME ME, TENNA TENNA NEVER NEVER ANSWERED ANSWERED ME ME, I I TRIED TRIED TO TO APOLOGIZE APOLOGIZE BUT BUT THEY THEY ALL ALL IGNORED IGNORED ME ME, IF IF THEY THEY CARED CARED ABOUT ABOUT ME ME THEN THEN THEY THEY WOULD WOULD OF OF PICKED PICKED UP UP!! THEY THEY ARE ARE NO NO CARE CARE PACKAGE PACKAGE FOR FOR ME ME-!!
* Before Spamton, who is currently, for whatever reason holding an egg in a suit, can respond, J is the one to shout out.
* OH SHUT UP
* HE HAS DONE EVERYTHING TO FIND YOU, IVE SEEN THAT, I'VE BEEN THERE TO HELP!
* HE DIDN'T KNOW YOU CALLED, NONE OF US CAN, NONE OF US CAN ANSWER BUT WE'RE HERE NOW. AT LEAST LET US HELP NOW THAT WE CAN, AT LEAST LET US HELP NOW THAT WE KNOW WHERE YOU ARE!
* Spamton frowns softly, only clutching the egg to his chest as he watches silently.
*he pauses huffing a bit, his wings and feathers poofing up a bit with anger*
YOUR YOUR NOT NOT THEM THEM, TENNA TENNA NEVER NEVER CALLED CALLED, I I SENT SENT MAIL MAIL FOR FOR FOUNTAINS FOUNTAINS SAKE SAKE! HE HE NEVER NEVER ANSWERED ANSWERED! I I VISITED VISITED THE THE ADDISON'S ADDISON'S MY MY SELF SELF, THEY THEY SHUT SHUT THE THE DOOR DOOR IN IN MY MY FACE FACE-!!! YOU YOU DONT DONT KNOW KNOW WHAT WHAT YOU'RE YOU'RE TALKING TALKING ABOUT ABOUT!
*he paused listening to everything, he looked away with a bit of guilt... He did ignore Spamton's calls at first out of angry spite.... It didn't take Spamton long pissed off answering so when Tenna did want to talk back Spamton had already stopped everything..... Womp womp*
* He was projecting, wasn't he? In all of this. So many versions of a story that went different every time and it was hard not to think about it being similar to his own, even if his tended to be the most different.
* Still
* Maybe I'm wrong then, this whole thing... I can't say I know exactly what happened, just that you're both hurt.
* But you've hurt enough.
* Look at you both, actually look at each other. You've broken down, you keep breaking. If you keep this up you'll stay that way, hating each other till your last breath and never healing
* I'm not asking you to forgive each other, Toby knows there's bad blood here.
* I don't even know if I can forgive my Spamton, not yet.
* Because yeah, I know what it's like to be forgotten. To be pushed away. And maybe some of that's my own damn fault clinging to someone who didn't love me.
* But you don't heal like that, you can't.
* Don't forgive each other, fine, you don't have to even be friends after this. But let yourself heal.
* Especially since right now this is very much a life or death situation for what I'm assuming is all of us.
*he froze up for a second listening to J, he then sighed heavily growling a bit as he turned around face away from the two of you while leaning on the pop up. He crosses his arms as he speaks, his voice low yet firm*
I I don't don't hate hate him him, I I never never could could. That's that what's what's pissed pissed me me off off all all these these years years.....
*he paused looking down with an almost calculating look, he may hate Spamton but Spamton doesn't hate him? Why....? He shook his head trying to clear his senses, he then took a couple steps back before ramming the pop up with everything he's got, and with that final hit the pop-up ends up shattering disappearing entirely! Immediately stumbles back surprised at the fact that it worked!*
*he ends up falling to the ground with a loud THWAMP, you made me gets up on all fours scurrying back with a loud HISS, he was all right with talking with the two through the pop-up but not face to face like this*
* Spamton kept one hand holding his Pipis and the other one there holding onto the other him, trying to keep him comforted
* He still wasn't fully there, the corruption had effected him in his own way but he was aware he was probably the only one right now who could keep him calm. They were friends after all.
* [[Woah Partner]] there dear [Mirror Self] calm [In the depths] It's ok, you're ok...
* He looked at J wondering if he had any ideas on what to do
* J seems to hesitate, unsure. He wants to help but... He also doesn't want to make things worse.
......uhhh... um. You guys seem busy-? This'll be quick, then- hi, I'm Bowie, I have a lost pipis who ended up with me... they're wearing a suit, I'm pretty sure I'm in the wrong place but do you have any tips or directions?
I would've said something to the other Spamton I think I see around here, but I'm not sure if I should. Do that.
( @your-local-big-shot ) ((pretend this is on anon))
* Holy [Pipis]!! A [[Blue Egg]] you say?
* Spamton seems to scurry off back to his plot with the egg clutched in his hands. There's... Not going to be anyone getting this back, is there?
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* White...
* There was a lot going on, in all of this, of course there was. It was clear to see... Something was going on with the other Spamton... And there was still a lot to worry about but...
* He was here. It had been years of searching, wondering if they'd ever find him and... He was here.
*he takes a step back confused and scared*
Oh dear god..... What's happening to that thing...?
*he gingerly places his hand on the pop-up which now actually has a couple of tiny cracks.....*
* The pop up had broken through the effort of J's Spamton but... As much as it felt like progress it also didn't entirely feel like enough.
* Whatever was happening to the other Spamton...
* J seemed unsure what to even do, especially as his Spamton was staring at him unmoving at this point.
*he took a couple more steps back seemingly both terrified yet disgusted*
Oh dear....
*he slowly turned around fully staring at Tenna, more pop ups show up and cover his body revealing more realistic eyes some of them staring at Addison J, other staring at your Spamton, but most of them staring at Tenna... He started to speak but his voice came out slow and raspy*
Ten-...-a..?
* Spamton seems to look between everyone in the room but he still doesn't say anything
Wha-!? How does it know my name...?
........ It? IT? WHY WHY YOU YOU LITTLE LITTLE SPONGE SPONGE-
*he immediately lunges at the pop up standing between Addison J, Tenna, and him. He starts scratching, biting, punching, attacking it with all of his might and anger, and honestly looks horrifying based off of how mangled his form looks, how off each fleshy and feathered bit is, the thousands of uncannily human pop up eyes staring, always staring....*
YOU YOU BAST- BAST- TERD- TERD-! YOU YOU STILL STILL DONT DONT RECOGNIZE RECOGNIZE ME ME? FUCK FUCK YOU YOU!!
* Tenna, that's Spamton!
* Both of them are...
* Though... I think yours is... More corrupted than usual. I don't know why, or if it's a more recent development but...
* I think I know how to get through mine. You... Just need to focus on getting through to yours.
* Try... Try not to say anything more to anger him...
* White... It's me, J.
* Do... You remember me? You used to call me Kiwi all the time... Before everything.
* ...
*he slowly sat down staring at his Spamton with a horrified expression*
No, it.... It can't be...?
Spamton...?
*he continued pounding against the wall as it cracked more and more, that's.... Not a good sign.... He started screeching loudly as well The sounds being able to send a chill down anybody's spine....*
* J frowns softly, like this he's unsure if there's anything he can really do. At least for Tenna and his Spamton but.... If he could get his own Spamton out of the way... If he could get out of the way...
* White... Spamton...
* I know you remember me somewhere in there... It's been a long while, hasn't it...
* The others... They didn't want to keep searching. I can't blame them entirely... You hurt us all... In your own way...
* It's clear you've suffered enough for that though...
* I don't want you to keep suffering. You hurt me but... No one deserves what you've gone through. I want you to be able to get properly better, to heal.
* None of this is going well... Honestly I don't even know what's going on but I do know... Tenna is probably to only one who can get through to his Spamton. And I'm the only one who can get through to you.
* If you come over here... I don't entirely know what's going to happen after but... I'm sure it'll be better than how things are now.
* ...
* Kiwi...?
* Spamton doesn't seem entirely able to move, almost stuck frozen as he continues to look at J
* Before he looks up at the other him and tries to get out of the grip so he can do what the multicolored Addison is asking if him
*he immediately froze looking up the other Spamton as they tried to pull away, he whimpered a bit making a soft cooing sound, he didn't want the other Spam' to leave, their about all he seems to have right now....*
*he took advantage of his Spamton's moment of calmness, he pressed his CRT head against the giant pop up as he began to make a strange jittering sound, like a form of purring... His screen is now black and he has shrunk substantially....*
* J paused, suddenly unsure about his decision to split the two of them. He didn't have the full context but... Seemed they got close in some amount of time.
* White... Stay there, I'll come to you.
* He was unsure about any potential attacks but hopefully for now this would work.
* Spamton nods seriously, gripping onto the claws of the other as he waits for J to come to him.
*well if Jay wants to get to them their going to have to break through the giant pop up in front of them....*
*he curled up trilling softly, his grip shifted down from Spamton's wrist to Spam's hand, he then sat up staring at J and Tenna and a hungry hawk watching it's prey, or rather, it's predator's....*
* Spamton still seems content to keep breaking pop-ups, even as he seems to keep an eye on both J and the other him.
* He keeps banging on the larger one. For whatever reason, his outburst earlier made these more vulnerable to him.
* J frowns softly as he glances over at the giant pop up between them that was still there.
* There was progress being made but he looked up at Tenna to see if he had any ideas on what to do.
*he had shrunk substantially, his screen flickering between pure black and cackling static.... I looks like he's pretty out of it right now...*
*his gave focused on J, he squinted as he slowly stood up, he pressed his face up against to pop up as he continued to watch J closely*
* J frowned softly. Time to readjust.
* Spamton... Try to focus on calming the other you down, I'm going to try to get through to Tenna
* Spamton nods once before turning to the other him. The babbles are almost incoherent at this point but they are comforting in their own way
* Tenna... I can't say I know what's going on with your Spamton...
* He's... A little worse right now, than I was expecting.
* But that doesn't mean you can't get through to him.
* All of this... It clearly isn't helping them, either of them. What we need to do is get them both out of here, into a safe location. Get this pop up destroyed.
* We can... Help with the state of them once that's over.
*he perked up a bit slowly sitting up his screen now settling entirely on static.... He stared directly at J, then back at Spamton, and then right back at J, and trust me his body language says enough even with the lack of words, he's afraid of letting Spamton out because of the violent and hateful reaction Spam' had towards him.....*
What what..? Oh oh shut shut up up you you! What what do do you you know know? At at least least your your family family recognize recognize you you!
*his tone was spiteful, and almost jealous....*
* Spamton seems to be suddenly angry
* [[You Idiot!!]] So you>\ So you [Abandoned by the plot] them?
* [Your one and truly]...
* ...
* Don'>t [[Left Behind]] your [Care package]
* J seems hesitant, unsure what to do. But...
* Tenna, get ahold of yourself.
* I... I know none of this is good. I get that, but that's still your Spamton. Still... They're family, still.
* I... I know there has to be something that cares, in there. I get a feeling that's why he's so upset.
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* White...
* There was a lot going on, in all of this, of course there was. It was clear to see... Something was going on with the other Spamton... And there was still a lot to worry about but...
* He was here. It had been years of searching, wondering if they'd ever find him and... He was here.
*he takes a step back confused and scared*
Oh dear god..... What's happening to that thing...?
*he gingerly places his hand on the pop-up which now actually has a couple of tiny cracks.....*
* The pop up had broken through the effort of J's Spamton but... As much as it felt like progress it also didn't entirely feel like enough.
* Whatever was happening to the other Spamton...
* J seemed unsure what to even do, especially as his Spamton was staring at him unmoving at this point.
*he took a couple more steps back seemingly both terrified yet disgusted*
Oh dear....
*he slowly turned around fully staring at Tenna, more pop ups show up and cover his body revealing more realistic eyes some of them staring at Addison J, other staring at your Spamton, but most of them staring at Tenna... He started to speak but his voice came out slow and raspy*
Ten-...-a..?
* Spamton seems to look between everyone in the room but he still doesn't say anything
Wha-!? How does it know my name...?
........ It? IT? WHY WHY YOU YOU LITTLE LITTLE SPONGE SPONGE-
*he immediately lunges at the pop up standing between Addison J, Tenna, and him. He starts scratching, biting, punching, attacking it with all of his might and anger, and honestly looks horrifying based off of how mangled his form looks, how off each fleshy and feathered bit is, the thousands of uncannily human pop up eyes staring, always staring....*
YOU YOU BAST- BAST- TERD- TERD-! YOU YOU STILL STILL DONT DONT RECOGNIZE RECOGNIZE ME ME? FUCK FUCK YOU YOU!!
* Tenna, that's Spamton!
* Both of them are...
* Though... I think yours is... More corrupted than usual. I don't know why, or if it's a more recent development but...
* I think I know how to get through mine. You... Just need to focus on getting through to yours.
* Try... Try not to say anything more to anger him...
* White... It's me, J.
* Do... You remember me? You used to call me Kiwi all the time... Before everything.
* ...
*he slowly sat down staring at his Spamton with a horrified expression*
No, it.... It can't be...?
Spamton...?
*he continued pounding against the wall as it cracked more and more, that's.... Not a good sign.... He started screeching loudly as well The sounds being able to send a chill down anybody's spine....*
* J frowns softly, like this he's unsure if there's anything he can really do. At least for Tenna and his Spamton but.... If he could get his own Spamton out of the way... If he could get out of the way...
* White... Spamton...
* I know you remember me somewhere in there... It's been a long while, hasn't it...
* The others... They didn't want to keep searching. I can't blame them entirely... You hurt us all... In your own way...
* It's clear you've suffered enough for that though...
* I don't want you to keep suffering. You hurt me but... No one deserves what you've gone through. I want you to be able to get properly better, to heal.
* None of this is going well... Honestly I don't even know what's going on but I do know... Tenna is probably to only one who can get through to his Spamton. And I'm the only one who can get through to you.
* If you come over here... I don't entirely know what's going to happen after but... I'm sure it'll be better than how things are now.
* ...
* Kiwi...?
* Spamton doesn't seem entirely able to move, almost stuck frozen as he continues to look at J
* Before he looks up at the other him and tries to get out of the grip so he can do what the multicolored Addison is asking if him
*he immediately froze looking up the other Spamton as they tried to pull away, he whimpered a bit making a soft cooing sound, he didn't want the other Spam' to leave, their about all he seems to have right now....*
*he took advantage of his Spamton's moment of calmness, he pressed his CRT head against the giant pop up as he began to make a strange jittering sound, like a form of purring... His screen is now black and he has shrunk substantially....*
* J paused, suddenly unsure about his decision to split the two of them. He didn't have the full context but... Seemed they got close in some amount of time.
* White... Stay there, I'll come to you.
* He was unsure about any potential attacks but hopefully for now this would work.
* Spamton nods seriously, gripping onto the claws of the other as he waits for J to come to him.
*well if Jay wants to get to them their going to have to break through the giant pop up in front of them....*
*he curled up trilling softly, his grip shifted down from Spamton's wrist to Spam's hand, he then sat up staring at J and Tenna and a hungry hawk watching it's prey, or rather, it's predator's....*
* Spamton still seems content to keep breaking pop-ups, even as he seems to keep an eye on both J and the other him.
* He keeps banging on the larger one. For whatever reason, his outburst earlier made these more vulnerable to him.
* J frowns softly as he glances over at the giant pop up between them that was still there.
* There was progress being made but he looked up at Tenna to see if he had any ideas on what to do.
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* White...
* There was a lot going on, in all of this, of course there was. It was clear to see... Something was going on with the other Spamton... And there was still a lot to worry about but...
* He was here. It had been years of searching, wondering if they'd ever find him and... He was here.
*he takes a step back confused and scared*
Oh dear god..... What's happening to that thing...?
*he gingerly places his hand on the pop-up which now actually has a couple of tiny cracks.....*
* The pop up had broken through the effort of J's Spamton but... As much as it felt like progress it also didn't entirely feel like enough.
* Whatever was happening to the other Spamton...
* J seemed unsure what to even do, especially as his Spamton was staring at him unmoving at this point.
*he took a couple more steps back seemingly both terrified yet disgusted*
Oh dear....
*he slowly turned around fully staring at Tenna, more pop ups show up and cover his body revealing more realistic eyes some of them staring at Addison J, other staring at your Spamton, but most of them staring at Tenna... He started to speak but his voice came out slow and raspy*
Ten-...-a..?
* Spamton seems to look between everyone in the room but he still doesn't say anything
Wha-!? How does it know my name...?
........ It? IT? WHY WHY YOU YOU LITTLE LITTLE SPONGE SPONGE-
*he immediately lunges at the pop up standing between Addison J, Tenna, and him. He starts scratching, biting, punching, attacking it with all of his might and anger, and honestly looks horrifying based off of how mangled his form looks, how off each fleshy and feathered bit is, the thousands of uncannily human pop up eyes staring, always staring....*
YOU YOU BAST- BAST- TERD- TERD-! YOU YOU STILL STILL DONT DONT RECOGNIZE RECOGNIZE ME ME? FUCK FUCK YOU YOU!!
* Tenna, that's Spamton!
* Both of them are...
* Though... I think yours is... More corrupted than usual. I don't know why, or if it's a more recent development but...
* I think I know how to get through mine. You... Just need to focus on getting through to yours.
* Try... Try not to say anything more to anger him...
* White... It's me, J.
* Do... You remember me? You used to call me Kiwi all the time... Before everything.
* ...
*he slowly sat down staring at his Spamton with a horrified expression*
No, it.... It can't be...?
Spamton...?
*he continued pounding against the wall as it cracked more and more, that's.... Not a good sign.... He started screeching loudly as well The sounds being able to send a chill down anybody's spine....*
* J frowns softly, like this he's unsure if there's anything he can really do. At least for Tenna and his Spamton but.... If he could get his own Spamton out of the way... If he could get out of the way...
* White... Spamton...
* I know you remember me somewhere in there... It's been a long while, hasn't it...
* The others... They didn't want to keep searching. I can't blame them entirely... You hurt us all... In your own way...
* It's clear you've suffered enough for that though...
* I don't want you to keep suffering. You hurt me but... No one deserves what you've gone through. I want you to be able to get properly better, to heal.
* None of this is going well... Honestly I don't even know what's going on but I do know... Tenna is probably to only one who can get through to his Spamton. And I'm the only one who can get through to you.
* If you come over here... I don't entirely know what's going to happen after but... I'm sure it'll be better than how things are now.
* ...
* Kiwi...?
* Spamton doesn't seem entirely able to move, almost stuck frozen as he continues to look at J
* Before he looks up at the other him and tries to get out of the grip so he can do what the multicolored Addison is asking if him
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* White...
* There was a lot going on, in all of this, of course there was. It was clear to see... Something was going on with the other Spamton... And there was still a lot to worry about but...
* He was here. It had been years of searching, wondering if they'd ever find him and... He was here.
*he takes a step back confused and scared*
Oh dear god..... What's happening to that thing...?
*he gingerly places his hand on the pop-up which now actually has a couple of tiny cracks.....*
* The pop up had broken through the effort of J's Spamton but... As much as it felt like progress it also didn't entirely feel like enough.
* Whatever was happening to the other Spamton...
* J seemed unsure what to even do, especially as his Spamton was staring at him unmoving at this point.
*he took a couple more steps back seemingly both terrified yet disgusted*
Oh dear....
*he slowly turned around fully staring at Tenna, more pop ups show up and cover his body revealing more realistic eyes some of them staring at Addison J, other staring at your Spamton, but most of them staring at Tenna... He started to speak but his voice came out slow and raspy*
Ten-...-a..?
* Spamton seems to look between everyone in the room but he still doesn't say anything
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
SPAMTON PLEASE- RUN, BEFORE YOU GET [[HOSPITAL TRIP IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES]]
*he pulled back from Spamton's grip, the pop-ups are getting scarily close now, last chance to run pal*
* NO [LITTLE SPONGE] OF MINE IS GETTING LEFT [BEHIND IN THE GAME]
* COME ON MY [BUDDY, PAL] WE NEED TO GO
IT'S [[FAILED SALESMAN]] IT WANTS, IT WILL KEEP [[CHASING]] ME AND YOU TILL THE END OF TIME IF WE [[SKEDADDLE]], YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW PLEASE-!
*the pop-ups keep surrounding more and more and more until eventually they almost entirely surround the two of you, they seem to be purposely leaving a path for your Spamton.... As if telling him to leave...*
* Spamton clutches onto his friend, there's a deep disturbance at the pop ups but he's not about to leave him behind
* NO CAN DO [CHUCHURINGO] I'M STAYING [LEFT HERE]
*his face dropped with deep disappointment and pain, he held on to the other Spamton's hands tightly, desperate for comrade even if it means certain doom for the both of them*
.... Don't say I didn't [[WARN]] you [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
*the pop ups appeared more and more no directly just surrounding the two entirely, they stopped frowning and opted to start smiling, they're now inspecting the two taking in every single little detail...*
* It's clear he's scared, but for once in his life he wants to be brave
* So what!? You like [Picking on the little guy]?
* I don't have a lot of [Friend Request Accepted] But you're gonna have to [Slice] Through me if you want to [Go, Go, Go] Through [Mirror Man]
*the pop-up start to giggle, and surprisingly enough The voice emanating from it is Elnina's, but it's not that normal cheery with a girl everybody loves, no, it's dark twisted and honestly just horrifying to listen to. The text "I'm just doing boss's orders! I'm quite sorry you had to get caught up in all of this, I did give you a chance to leave..." The text stays for a moment before it disappears and then quietly like a buzzing and somebody's ear that garbled static that once came from every Spamton's phone starts to fill the allyway, every pop ups switches from black to static as well as the sound slowly grows louder and louder and louder. And then a couple pop-ups which back from being static too black, the ones behind your Spam' starts repeating the words "hurt him" with various arrows pointing to yours. The the pop-ups behind my Spamton start showing up with the words "snap" again and again and again*
*his grip on Spamton slowly grow stronger and stronger until eventually it's flat out painful, he starts hyperventilating heavily his pupils becoming nothing more but tiny dots, his hair stands up on end and he tenses up entirely, tears start to well up in his eyes and sweat is drenching his face now, it's that damn garbled sound doing it to him.....*
* Spamton isn't doing well, the moment that noise comes out his face is a completely blank expression
* A puppet on a string, that's all he is, all he's ever been
* A game.
* Then, he starts laughing, soft at first until it grows louder and louder, a grating noise that almost becomes painful at the end.
* He slams a hand against one of the pop ups as a grin finds it's way onto his face
* You going to [Ow, ow it hurts!] me again? [H-h-hyperlink-blocked]?
* I don't need [Yours Truly!] I never needed [Friend Request Rejected]!
* So why don't you [Claw out your] the rest of your [Watching me, watching me] and take your [90% off] somewhere [Anywhere but here]
* It's not clear if he knows exactly what's going on, but it's clear he's reacting to something, at the very least a phantom of his past
* His speech is more corrupted than usual
*his form slowly started to shift as a grew taller, his hands turn to metal claws and they accidentally digged into the other Spamton's body.... Two bumps against the back of his jacket to start to push this jacket off of his body slightly, green strings can be seen lowering from a pop-up directly above him..... He starts to growl instinctually, the sound being very similar to that of a rats growl!*
*when Spam hit the pop up it disappeared instantly and this time it stayed gone!*
* Spamton blinks, once, twice
* Before the grin comes back full force, this time a lot more genuine
* He doesn't seem to notice the claws digging into his hand
* Oh [HE Double Hockey Sticks] Yeah.
* I'm not usually one for [Chaos, Chaos] but after all [One Way Ticket to Hell] this is going to be [All the Fun You Could Want].
* He starts swiping at the pop-ups with one hand, though his other hand never leaves the grip of the other, claws besides the point.
*the pop-ups disappear with each swipe you can start to see the walls of the alleyway again!*
*his claws flat out pierce the skin of the other Spamton and start accidentally digging in farther and farther..... His other hand hangs limp to his side as feathers started to pop up from underneath his jacket and shirt, his hair slowly shifted to be shorter and to be more of the consistency of fur, like an animal's fur. His rat tail twitches I suddenly the two bumps on his back Pierce through his jacket revealing to gigantic wings, specifically Spamton Neo's wings, but there's a funny difference, the wings are real. Made a flesh bone and feathers, in fact the feathers appearing on his body seem to be that of the color and pattern of Spamton Neo's armor, two wires attached to the back of his head while the other attaches to the base of the spine, more and more start to slowly come down getting close to attaching to him as well.....*
* Spamton seems focused on breaking the pop ups, he either doesn't notice the pain in his hand or doesn't feel it. This continues until he breaks through the other side, revealing a very pissed off Tenna and...
* His expression is now carefully blank, as he freezes up
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
SPAMTON PLEASE- RUN, BEFORE YOU GET [[HOSPITAL TRIP IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES]]
*he pulled back from Spamton's grip, the pop-ups are getting scarily close now, last chance to run pal*
* NO [LITTLE SPONGE] OF MINE IS GETTING LEFT [BEHIND IN THE GAME]
* COME ON MY [BUDDY, PAL] WE NEED TO GO
IT'S [[FAILED SALESMAN]] IT WANTS, IT WILL KEEP [[CHASING]] ME AND YOU TILL THE END OF TIME IF WE [[SKEDADDLE]], YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW PLEASE-!
*the pop-ups keep surrounding more and more and more until eventually they almost entirely surround the two of you, they seem to be purposely leaving a path for your Spamton.... As if telling him to leave...*
* Spamton clutches onto his friend, there's a deep disturbance at the pop ups but he's not about to leave him behind
* NO CAN DO [CHUCHURINGO] I'M STAYING [LEFT HERE]
*his face dropped with deep disappointment and pain, he held on to the other Spamton's hands tightly, desperate for comrade even if it means certain doom for the both of them*
.... Don't say I didn't [[WARN]] you [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
*the pop ups appeared more and more no directly just surrounding the two entirely, they stopped frowning and opted to start smiling, they're now inspecting the two taking in every single little detail...*
* It's clear he's scared, but for once in his life he wants to be brave
* So what!? You like [Picking on the little guy]?
* I don't have a lot of [Friend Request Accepted] But you're gonna have to [Slice] Through me if you want to [Go, Go, Go] Through [Mirror Man]
*the pop-up start to giggle, and surprisingly enough The voice emanating from it is Elnina's, but it's not that normal cheery with a girl everybody loves, no, it's dark twisted and honestly just horrifying to listen to. The text "I'm just doing boss's orders! I'm quite sorry you had to get caught up in all of this, I did give you a chance to leave..." The text stays for a moment before it disappears and then quietly like a buzzing and somebody's ear that garbled static that once came from every Spamton's phone starts to fill the allyway, every pop ups switches from black to static as well as the sound slowly grows louder and louder and louder. And then a couple pop-ups which back from being static too black, the ones behind your Spam' starts repeating the words "hurt him" with various arrows pointing to yours. The the pop-ups behind my Spamton start showing up with the words "snap" again and again and again*
*his grip on Spamton slowly grow stronger and stronger until eventually it's flat out painful, he starts hyperventilating heavily his pupils becoming nothing more but tiny dots, his hair stands up on end and he tenses up entirely, tears start to well up in his eyes and sweat is drenching his face now, it's that damn garbled sound doing it to him.....*
* Spamton isn't doing well, the moment that noise comes out his face is a completely blank expression
* A puppet on a string, that's all he is, all he's ever been
* A game.
* Then, he starts laughing, soft at first until it grows louder and louder, a grating noise that almost becomes painful at the end.
* He slams a hand against one of the pop ups as a grin finds it's way onto his face
* You going to [Ow, ow it hurts!] me again? [H-h-hyperlink-blocked]?
* I don't need [Yours Truly!] I never needed [Friend Request Rejected]!
* So why don't you [Claw out your] the rest of your [Watching me, watching me] and take your [90% off] somewhere [Anywhere but here]
* It's not clear if he knows exactly what's going on, but it's clear he's reacting to something, at the very least a phantom of his past
* His speech is more corrupted than usual
*his form slowly started to shift as a grew taller, his hands turn to metal claws and they accidentally digged into the other Spamton's body.... Two bumps against the back of his jacket to start to push this jacket off of his body slightly, green strings can be seen lowering from a pop-up directly above him..... He starts to growl instinctually, the sound being very similar to that of a rats growl!*
*when Spam hit the pop up it disappeared instantly and this time it stayed gone!*
* Spamton blinks, once, twice
* Before the grin comes back full force, this time a lot more genuine
* He doesn't seem to notice the claws digging into his hand
* Oh [HE Double Hockey Sticks] Yeah.
* I'm not usually one for [Chaos, Chaos] but after all [One Way Ticket to Hell] this is going to be [All the Fun You Could Want].
* He starts swiping at the pop-ups with one hand, though his other hand never leaves the grip of the other, claws besides the point.
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
SPAMTON PLEASE- RUN, BEFORE YOU GET [[HOSPITAL TRIP IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES]]
*he pulled back from Spamton's grip, the pop-ups are getting scarily close now, last chance to run pal*
* NO [LITTLE SPONGE] OF MINE IS GETTING LEFT [BEHIND IN THE GAME]
* COME ON MY [BUDDY, PAL] WE NEED TO GO
IT'S [[FAILED SALESMAN]] IT WANTS, IT WILL KEEP [[CHASING]] ME AND YOU TILL THE END OF TIME IF WE [[SKEDADDLE]], YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW PLEASE-!
*the pop-ups keep surrounding more and more and more until eventually they almost entirely surround the two of you, they seem to be purposely leaving a path for your Spamton.... As if telling him to leave...*
* Spamton clutches onto his friend, there's a deep disturbance at the pop ups but he's not about to leave him behind
* NO CAN DO [CHUCHURINGO] I'M STAYING [LEFT HERE]
*his face dropped with deep disappointment and pain, he held on to the other Spamton's hands tightly, desperate for comrade even if it means certain doom for the both of them*
.... Don't say I didn't [[WARN]] you [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
*the pop ups appeared more and more no directly just surrounding the two entirely, they stopped frowning and opted to start smiling, they're now inspecting the two taking in every single little detail...*
* It's clear he's scared, but for once in his life he wants to be brave
* So what!? You like [Picking on the little guy]?
* I don't have a lot of [Friend Request Accepted] But you're gonna have to [Slice] Through me if you want to [Go, Go, Go] Through [Mirror Man]
*the pop-up start to giggle, and surprisingly enough The voice emanating from it is Elnina's, but it's not that normal cheery with a girl everybody loves, no, it's dark twisted and honestly just horrifying to listen to. The text "I'm just doing boss's orders! I'm quite sorry you had to get caught up in all of this, I did give you a chance to leave..." The text stays for a moment before it disappears and then quietly like a buzzing and somebody's ear that garbled static that once came from every Spamton's phone starts to fill the allyway, every pop ups switches from black to static as well as the sound slowly grows louder and louder and louder. And then a couple pop-ups which back from being static too black, the ones behind your Spam' starts repeating the words "hurt him" with various arrows pointing to yours. The the pop-ups behind my Spamton start showing up with the words "snap" again and again and again*
*his grip on Spamton slowly grow stronger and stronger until eventually it's flat out painful, he starts hyperventilating heavily his pupils becoming nothing more but tiny dots, his hair stands up on end and he tenses up entirely, tears start to well up in his eyes and sweat is drenching his face now, it's that damn garbled sound doing it to him.....*
* Spamton isn't doing well, the moment that noise comes out his face is a completely blank expression
* A puppet on a string, that's all he is, all he's ever been
* A game.
* Then, he starts laughing, soft at first until it grows louder and louder, a grating noise that almost becomes painful at the end.
* He slams a hand against one of the pop ups as a grin finds it's way onto his face
* You going to [Ow, ow it hurts!] me again? [H-h-hyperlink-blocked]?
* I don't need [Yours Truly!] I never needed [Friend Request Rejected]!
* So why don't you [Claw out your] the rest of your [Watching me, watching me] and take your [90% off] somewhere [Anywhere but here]
* It's not clear if he knows exactly what's going on, but it's clear he's reacting to something, at the very least a phantom of his past
* His speech is more corrupted than usual
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
SPAMTON PLEASE- RUN, BEFORE YOU GET [[HOSPITAL TRIP IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES]]
*he pulled back from Spamton's grip, the pop-ups are getting scarily close now, last chance to run pal*
* NO [LITTLE SPONGE] OF MINE IS GETTING LEFT [BEHIND IN THE GAME]
* COME ON MY [BUDDY, PAL] WE NEED TO GO
IT'S [[FAILED SALESMAN]] IT WANTS, IT WILL KEEP [[CHASING]] ME AND YOU TILL THE END OF TIME IF WE [[SKEDADDLE]], YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW PLEASE-!
*the pop-ups keep surrounding more and more and more until eventually they almost entirely surround the two of you, they seem to be purposely leaving a path for your Spamton.... As if telling him to leave...*
* Spamton clutches onto his friend, there's a deep disturbance at the pop ups but he's not about to leave him behind
* NO CAN DO [CHUCHURINGO] I'M STAYING [LEFT HERE]
*his face dropped with deep disappointment and pain, he held on to the other Spamton's hands tightly, desperate for comrade even if it means certain doom for the both of them*
.... Don't say I didn't [[WARN]] you [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
*the pop ups appeared more and more no directly just surrounding the two entirely, they stopped frowning and opted to start smiling, they're now inspecting the two taking in every single little detail...*
* It's clear he's scared, but for once in his life he wants to be brave
* So what!? You like [Picking on the little guy]?
* I don't have a lot of [Friend Request Accepted] But you're gonna have to [Slice] Through me if you want to [Go, Go, Go] Through [Mirror Man]
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
SPAMTON PLEASE- RUN, BEFORE YOU GET [[HOSPITAL TRIP IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES]]
*he pulled back from Spamton's grip, the pop-ups are getting scarily close now, last chance to run pal*
* NO [LITTLE SPONGE] OF MINE IS GETTING LEFT [BEHIND IN THE GAME]
* COME ON MY [BUDDY, PAL] WE NEED TO GO
IT'S [[FAILED SALESMAN]] IT WANTS, IT WILL KEEP [[CHASING]] ME AND YOU TILL THE END OF TIME IF WE [[SKEDADDLE]], YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW PLEASE-!
*the pop-ups keep surrounding more and more and more until eventually they almost entirely surround the two of you, they seem to be purposely leaving a path for your Spamton.... As if telling him to leave...*
* Spamton clutches onto his friend, there's a deep disturbance at the pop ups but he's not about to leave him behind
* NO CAN DO [CHUCHURINGO] I'M STAYING [LEFT HERE]
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
SPAMTON PLEASE- RUN, BEFORE YOU GET [[HOSPITAL TRIP IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES]]
*he pulled back from Spamton's grip, the pop-ups are getting scarily close now, last chance to run pal*
* NO [LITTLE SPONGE] OF MINE IS GETTING LEFT [BEHIND IN THE GAME]
* COME ON MY [BUDDY, PAL] WE NEED TO GO
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
*he let go the other Spamton's hand as he continued to push them forward*
[[RUN RABBIT RUN🎶]] ITS ME IT WANTS-
* YOU'RE MY [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] I'M NOT [LEAVING YOU OUT TO DRY]
*Spamton grips back onto the other, trying to drag him along this time.
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
THAAAT-
*he pointed to behind the two of them where the behind them is now nothing more but the black and white pop-ups covering absolutely everything*
* Oh... That's... [Concern]
* He starts running as fast as the other
* Let's [Anywhere but Here] my [Friend Request Accepted]!
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
It's shall be...... Oh no.
*he froze up as one of the pop-ups appeared in front of him, immediately punched it causing it to close about 5 more replaced it, immediately grab the other Spamton's hand as he forced the two of them to start running at full speed, she looks incredibly panicked now, but in that mannerism of trying to hide it....*
* Spamton stumbles after quickly, clearly surprised by the change of pace
* [Holy]!
* Uhh... [Friend Request Accepted] where are we [Why are you Running] so quickly?
Holy [Chuchamunga]!! Another [Number One Rated Salesman 1997]!?
What a [Glorious Day!]
What kind of [Kromer] do you have hidden in your [Perfect Store]?
@dumpster-salesman-1997
What.... Oh [[@(#(#]] I forgot there's other sales men this out there..... Uhhh [[OUT OF STOCK]]???
* [Out of Stock]?? [Out of Stock]??
* I'll show you [[Out of Stock]]
* I don't need your [Friend Request Denied] I have plenty of my [Own Yours Now]
* Who needs other [Sales Now!] When you have plenty [Kromer] of your own!?
Oh my [[HOLY CROSSES]] I forgot how insane I sounded when I was sales man..... Listen [[PAL OH BUDDY OH CHUM]] I don't have the store anymore, [[H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS]] I don't even have the dumpster.... I'm not a salesman but I'm willing to be [[FRIEND REQUEST??]]
* ...
* Seems you're in better [Stripes] Than me [[Chum Pal]]
* Sure, I don't mind being [Friend Request Accepted] You seem to know how to make [deals, Deals, DEALS]
* How'd you do it then? How'd you get out of that [Trash Heap]?
Got [[BOOTED]] out. I live on the [[STRIPED ROADS]] now..... The Queen is pretty persistent on [[NETTING]] me now... Heh heh…
*he sounded nervous yet firm, surprisingly firm....*
* ...
* Sounds... [Bad, bad, bad]
* Can't name anyone who wants to live [All alone on a Sunday Night] in a [Trash Heap]
* But at least it's not the [My Way or the Highway]
* Thought someone might have gotten [Out! Let Me Out!
Oh how I [[DUCKS IN A POND]] somebody would [[CUT MY STRINGS]] but alas.... I've gotten used to being [[ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT]].....
* Well who needs [Friend Request Rejected] when you have [Friend Request Accepted]?!
* Who needs the [Little Sponge] who leaves you [All Alone on a Sunday Night] they weren't [Great Deals] enough for you anyway...
* And... There's [Spacious Room] in my [Trash Heap] if you don't mind [Sharing is Caring].
* It's a little [Can't Move] but it's [Better than Nothing, Better than Everything]
* Besides, it beats being [Where is Everyone...]
Really? You would do that for [[MIRRORED REFRACTION]] ..? Thank you for the [[DONATION]!! Its really needed [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]]
* It's been a little [lonely, I am so lonely] here...
* So why not have a [Friend Request Accepted] as a [Roomie]
*he nodded before reluctantly hugging the other Spamton*
Thank you.....
* ...
* You're welcome...
*he lets go of Spamton as he took a couple of steps back*
So [[FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED]] where is your [[HOME IS WHERE THE SOUL IS]]?
* My [No place like home]?
*Well Come [Left Along]
* I'll Show you [All You can Imagine] Even give you a [Tour Around Town]
*he followed behind the other Spamton, if you're paying enough attention even if you'd like to pop ups start to appear behind the two of you, in the distance where they're almost unoticeable, the pop-ups consist of various angry emojis but mainly of ">:(", any part on a useful pop up that would be white is black any part they used to be black is white.... My Spamton doesn't notice them, yet*
* You'll be sure to love my [Home Sweet Home!]
* Hmm... I've never [Thinking about It] but maybe I could [Spruce Tree] the place
* He also seems quite oblivious
*the pop-up started appearing closer and closer, getting more abundant each time, it's to the point where if somebody were paying attention to them it would be flat out overwhelming.....*
Spruce it up...? Well I could [[WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER]] you out!
* Between the [Just the Two Of Us] We can make it the best [Trash Heap][This Side of Chicago]
* These two are in danger... Aren't they?
