choose your own rerun || dreamscape @armstrongstyles
"HOLY [[Cungadero]] DO I FEEL GOOD …"
Euphoria and pain mingle in his stolen body, its limbs twitching and flailing erratically as he continues ranting at Kris. Spamton NEO's memory plays out just as it should, the realization that his new strength still isn't enough to cut his strings dawning quickly,
"KRIS." He moves closer to the teenager, "KRIS." They know what he needs, "KRIS." He knows what he needs, "KRIS." What they need, "THAT'S RIGHT." He lurches forward, "YOU. I NEED YOU." He's desperate, they're desperate, "TO BE BIG. WITH ME. VERY VERY BIG. SO BIG WE'LL STAND UP TALL AND SEE PAST THE DARK"
They understand what he means, "STAND UP WITH OUR HEADS IN THE CLOUDS AND LOOK INTO" He fights past the spasming of his arms, "H E A V E N" Raising his blaster to take aim, "I JUST NEED THAT LITTLE, [[SOUL]] Y O U HAVE"
Until their friends interrupt, until the teenager's SOUL finally reveals itself to take that first big shot at the madman. More words are exchanged, but they're largely unimportant. He doesn't care to remember the boring parts of his greatest achievement,
"[Heaven], are you WATCHING?" Spamton takes aim once more, the old roller coaster's cars smashing into the children and forcing them along for the fight of a lifetime, "IT'S TIME TO MAKE A VERY [Specil] DEAL…"