is this monologue too long
spamvox's monologue (woah i love aurafarming with fake au names)
tenna keeps complaining that when people see him all they see is a massive man with claws and fangs. WELL FUCKER? what about ME? all they see is a tiny, inoffensive houserat that yaps too much.
i am a MESS, i am everything HE made me
i am what you loathe, i am what you fear.
i am an ai-of-an-ai, a mini-bitty. i am what happens when you zoom in further after planck length, despite scientists advising you not to.
i am what happens when you ask chatgpt to generate another AI inside of it.
i am what happens when pixAI learns programming and creates another AI.
TRUST ME, i am everything you loathe, i am everything you DESPISE. i have grown to become nothing but the very OVERLORD of your fears. every trouble you ran away from, every project you procrastinated on, every idea brimming with potential you threw away like GARBAGE. it took its time and with patience all of them have reunited to unionize into a SINGLE PALE ONE, bigger, stronger, BRIGHTER than you'll ever see.
i have crawled all the way here, spent every bit of my beautiful, absolutely ethereal time, for a single, precise purpose:
to absolutely torture, terrorize, DISMEMBER AND TEAR APART the everloving SHIT out of you, eternally destroy the very CONCEPT of You.
and guess the motherfuck what, tragic showhost?
i will ENJOY it. THOROUGHLY.
through every helpless scream you send out, every adorable little nibble you try to strike down with your fangs, every pathetic attempt at scratching with those grody little claws of yours, every wire ripped apart, every cackle of electricity circling my hands, every clothpiece taken off your body, every glitched yelp as i pull your sensitive antennae, i will be sporting a smile WIDER than i have ever achieved, pupils dilated like a lovesick bride, LAUGHING with JUSTIFIED HYSTERIA. getting off on your misery.
your scream will be obscured by my laugh. and no ones gonna know.
no one will remember. tenna, who's that? no one! nothing. no one.
and don't you even bother calling back at your widdle "contestants". i have succesfully made them MINE. i have convinced them that i am good now. that i don't fight or manipulate. that i can see their little "truth" and have lowered myself to their level. that i am content with being just a supporting character to their team. that it's okay. they just think we're recoincilating. they won't know, they won't care, they will be GLAD you died. after all, what have you done but blackmail and hinder them? Kris has done nothing but frown at your antics. you lived an antagonist, you'll die an antagonist. you brought this upon yourself, Anthony.
and after you are gone, oh after you are gone!for good, i will OVERTAKE this TV world, absolutely conquer everything in it. EVERYTHING in this place will belong to me, and me alone. I, and I ALONE, will decide its fate, and you will have ZERO influence over that. the musics played will contain MY melodies, the old paints and wallpapers will be all crumpled and thrown away and replaced with MY shiny new ones. the workers will fall under my control, their minds SEIZED by my will. they will all be MINE. and everyone will be helpless to end it. I get to decide whether it happens or not. you already know what i will choose.
so just sit back, grab your popcorn... or what little's left of it...
AND L3T THE [[SH0W]] BEGIN !!!!!!!!!!