#triple anons

[ko-the-lpt-kaiju-hero]

That information is... uh... c-classified? I don't even know myself, I only came after he was already walking and talking, sorry!

Oh... then it's okay! I really like being around and existing, too!

Child support...? Wassat?

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

you're moping cause you care ya big spiky softie. and we love that about you. now let's gettem

Don't push it... [He lightly chuckles.]

[They both witnesses OVK force the group of violent anons to cease their beatdown once and for all with a burst of energy that pushes them back.]

E̷N̷O̷U̷G̷H̷!̷!̷!̷

[The boys watch from a fair distance. Hopefully they know what to do.]

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

lol there's always that one that has to get their last potshot in.

Fine... finish whatever it is you're doing...

Thank you. 😑

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

ah shuddap and choke on a brain fart you neurotic neuron

N̷o̵.̶ [He nabs this anon and crumples them up into a ball.] Y̵̫̍o̸̘̦̓u̵̖̐̚.̵̧̡̈́

[OVK intercepts these attacks with near succession.]

[KO yells up at him,] Hey! OVK!! [The former glances down at him.]

W̷h̵a̸t̴ ̶n̶o̷w̵?̶ ̶Y̷o̸u̷ ̷g̵o̶n̵n̶a̵ ̴t̶r̶y̵ ̵t̴o̷ ̵d̶e̶s̷t̷r̷o̷y̷ ̸w̴i̸t̵h̸ ̴t̷h̴e̴ ̸s̷a̵m̴e̴ ̶t̵e̴d̴i̶o̵u̸s̷,̸ ̴p̶r̸e̸d̸i̷c̸t̸a̷b̴l̷y̵ ̵v̸i̴o̴l̷e̶n̴t̸ ̷a̷t̶t̸a̸c̷k̷s̵?̸ ̸L̸e̸t̸ ̷m̵e̴ ̴r̵e̴m̶i̴n̸d̵ ̶y̸o̷u̷ ̸b̶o̸t̷h̵:̵ ̴I̸ ̵c̶a̸n̸ ̵E̸A̴S̴I̵L̸Y̴ ̶R̴E̸C̷O̸V̵E̴R̸ ̷f̵r̴o̴m̴ ̵t̷h̶e̶m̷.̷ ̴A̶n̵d̵ ̷I̷ ̴a̸m̵ ̶i̴n̶ ̸c̷o̴m̶m̸a̵n̴d̶ ̵a̷t̴ ̴w̷h̶a̸t̶ ̴g̵o̶e̵s̴ ̸o̵n̸ ̷y̷o̷u̷r̵ ̴m̷e̸n̴t̸a̵l̶ ̷c̵o̴n̷f̶i̴n̸e̶s̸.̷ ̸L̴i̷k̸e̴—̸ [His fingers snap, and the entire environment of the mindscape changes to what it once looked like when KO took his first visit in here: an ominous, dark purple void with space that's extremely vast in free movement and virtually endless. But the tile floors are intact. Much like what you'd see from TKO's debut episode.] —̷t̵h̸i̵s̷.̵

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

at the core of his being he's probably just a ball of those red squiggly bad thoughts/urges that formed a pink rat king or something like that. unravel him dudes and keep being you.

Yeah! We take him apart piece by piece in a different way!!

Hope whatever we try works...

[KO's eyes become hopeful stars, perking back up.] Let's give that guy a truckload of reality!!

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

Anon!TKO: *coming up out of the hole after being smashed into repeatedly* Ugh... Even if you succeeded causing KO to lose himself... Causing KO to become a nobody husk of his former self? Hah! Well cob damn doesn't THAT sound familiar eh KO? Anon!KO: *now as his monochromatic self again seeing as the jig is up* Where would that lead you? Well right back to me. There simply is NO winning for you OVK.

W̸e̶l̴l̷,̵ ̴s̶i̶n̷c̸e̷ ̸I̴ ̷c̷a̵n̵'̵t̵ ̶d̵o̴ ̶w̸h̸a̵t̵ ̴I̵'̶v̸e̴ ̴b̸e̷e̶n̵ ̸i̴n̷i̴t̷i̶a̷l̸l̸y̶ ̷m̴e̷a̴n̷i̷n̷g̴ ̵t̶o̷ ̷d̵o̸ ̷a̸n̷y̷m̷o̷r̴e̸,̴ ̷I̵ ̴s̷u̵p̷p̸o̷s̴e̸ ̷b̷l̸a̸t̶a̸n̷t̵l̸y̶ ̴o̴f̵f̷i̷n̷g̸ ̷K̶O̴ ̷i̸s̵ ̸t̴h̶e̶ ̴n̵e̴x̴t̶ ̸b̵e̷s̸t̴ ̷t̶h̴i̵n̶g̸ ̶r̴i̸g̷h̷t̶ ̶n̸o̸w̴.̶ [He flashes a grin at TKO that alludes that he wants to do the same to him.]

A̶͍͘n̵̺̓d̷̜̑ ̷̥̔m̶̥̊a̷̳͋y̴̗͒b̵͍̽e̴̝̽ ̵̭̕ŏ̴̝n̴̳̋c̷̲̈e̶͉͂ ̶͇̀Ḯ̷̺'̷̮̅m̵̭̓ ̴͇̆d̷͊͜o̸̬̕ṇ̸̈́e̴̱͝ ̸̼̅w̴̳̎i̶̮̎t̷̲̏h̵̬̆ ̴̘͊h̴͕̄i̶͚͑m̶̯͠,̶͖͋ ̷̬̚T̵̢̈́Ḱ̴̢O̶̡̚ ̸̢̿w̷͔͝o̷͔͋u̶̹͊l̸̎͜ḑ̴͑ ̵͇͑f̸͙̐é̴̮e̷͎̔l̵̰̒ ̷̨̄ḿ̵̡o̵͈̅ȓ̷̘e̵͖͘ ̶̙̃t̴͚̕ḧ̶̭́a̶̳̐n̵̾͜ ̷̪̐w̷̟̓e̶̻̿l̶̼͌c̴͉͛o̸̭͐m̸̖̈́e̵̫̒ ̷̗̇t̴̠̀o̷͕͗ ̷̣̉b̷̪̃ë̸͖́ ̵͙͘m̶̜̏y̸̪͒ ̵̻̚n̶̈́͜e̶̖͑x̵̘͝ṫ̸̲ ̸̖͑k̷̯͠ḭ̸̀l̶̦̿l̸̜̀.̴̧͝

[TKO clenches a fist with an angered hiss, which starts sparking.]

[The boys nod at the anons with a smirk and determined hums, then both get in battle ready positions for prepare for the fight of their mental life. The fight for survival and existing.]

It's gonna take a lot more than nasty threats for us to lose what makes us what we're meant to be!

I̷̗͌ ̵̒ͅW̵͖̓Ĩ̷͈L̸̦͐L̶̗͒ ̸̗̂ĺ̷͙ä̸̼s̵̨̓t̵̢̿.̵̼͝ ̴̡̉Á̸͎l̷̳̓l̸̡͆ ̵͖̏y̷̨̆ō̵͖ű̸̙ ̴̦̿t̴̻̒ẘ̸͜o̶̼͂ ̴̧̎ẅ̸̤́ǐ̵̲l̶̯͝l̷͖̎ ̵͇͋b̵̺̈́e̵͈͠ ̵̹̂a̸͕̐r̸̞̊e̵͔͋ ̷͕̉s̶͖̐m̴̗͌a̷̙͘l̵͉̽l̶͍̂,̴̣͋ ̵̬͌i̷̖̇n̶̖̕s̵͓̆i̸̥̚g̴͚̾n̶̜̉i̷̺͊f̶̝͗i̴̍ͅc̵̣̏a̴̬͂n̶̟̊t̷̢͆,̶̥͝ ̵̥̀ḿ̵̱e̸̗̅a̷̠̔s̸̪̓l̵̬̒y̷̘͝ ̶͈͌s̷̘̊ĥ̶̫ě̸̩l̸͇͠l̴͉͠s̶̝̒.̶͓͑ ̸̩̄Ǎ̴̫n̵͍̈́d̴̳͒ ̸̫̚i̵̱̔f̷̠̓ ̵̝͘I̷̹͝ ̸̳͋h̴̦͋ā̵̻v̴̱͘e̷̗̽ ̷̟̏t̶͇͌ŏ̵͚ ̶̝̃c̴̰̆ä̴͓́r̶̖̎r̶̦͆y̵̦̆ ̶̖̓i̸̞̓ṫ̵̠ ̴̳̓o̵̲̍ú̸̥t̴͇̐ ̵̯͋w̶͔̕ị̴̛t̶̛̠ḫ̶̌ ̸̫̊m̴̜̋ý̶͚ ̴̮̈́b̷̬̍a̴̲̅r̵̡̈́ẻ̷̺ ̸̦̂ċ̵͍l̶͖̃ã̸͎w̶̤̕s̸̤̅,̷̠̾ ̶̤̊ţ̷̔h̶̪̓e̷̖͗n̶̫̽ ̵̭̀s̸̗͗o̷̻͗ ̷̬͝b̸̮͒e̴͖͛ ̴͙́i̷̢͊t̷̹͆.̷͉̊

We'll see about that, ugly.

H̷̢̄m̶̙̆ḫ̸̅ṃ̴͝h̸̬͑m̵̪̑h̷͔̊ṃ̵̆h̴͔̀m̷͖̀h̶̦͌m̴̺̃ĥ̸̝m̴̼̌h̷̞̿m̷̢̌m̵̟͆m̶͒͜.̶͔̍.̵̞̍.̵̣͆ [He does a thing where he splits himself: one as his default, preferred made form, and one as an OVK hued and colored perfect duplicate of Shadowy Venomous. Just to even the fight out. His voice does some sort of echo as he speaks through both images,]

I̶͈̔ṱ̸͆'̷̳̾s̴̤̓ ̸̝͝y̶̫̑o̶͂͜ǔ̶̪ṛ̴̔ ̸̓͜f̵̳̍ǘ̸̲n̴͓͋e̷̪͋r̶͍̅a̵͔̓l̵̘̈́.̸̎͜

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

*anons that get hit by the beam look hurt and sad more than anything* ... *some leave but those that remain are notably roughed up*

[Actually you guys should probably remember that this isn't the first time he crossed that line. Remember the therapy session where he had an overloaded rampage there? Anyway, he continues the rampage he's still having now at his home universe.]

[He half laughs and half grunts, gritting his sharp teeth as his perspective fights back and forth between who's actually in front of him, and who he perceives it is.] N̴g̸h̵-̴-̸!̴ ̸M̷m̸n̵n̵h̷-̷m̸-̶m̵-̸M̴e̶r̵.̷.̷.̶!̷̷[He turns around to the anon talking to him. Their form in his vision warps to be DK, and goes in for the kill with a savage roar.]

[ask-kimerako-therapycarpool]

yep you mad.

[Loud, furious screaming/shrieking/roaring ensues. OVK's got a license to main and kill, everyone.]

[He's deflecting and countering everything like mad.]

[The Mercury scanned mouths on his arms and midsection snarl themselves wide open, and their tongues slither out. They grab each and every anon, pulling them inside. The mouths then shut, and lick their chops.]