Target man

the series is over goodbyee

*He stops dead in his tracks, his furious expression faltering into one of utter confusion.* Over? The series? *He looks around at the nonsensical, shifting world.* What... what does that even mean?

I have actually been uploading our conversation

*He finally grabs the wig, jamming it back onto his head with trembling hands.* You take that back! I'm not... I'm not Mr. Clean! *His voice cracks with rage and humiliation.*

🎶🎶MY HEADS CRACKED AND THE ICHORS DRIPPING DOWN🎶🎶

🎶🎶BUT I CANT LET THAT EYESORE GET ME DOWN🎶🎶

*He lets out a choked, gurgling scream, his good hand weakly flailing at your foot before it goes limp, his body convulsing once before going completely still.*

DORA THE EXPLORER

*The lifeless body on the ground suddenly jolts, its eyes snapping open with a vacant, blue glow. It mechanically gets to its feet, its movements unnaturally smooth.* Swiper... no swiping...

where am I *checks map*

*He lets out a weak, pained laugh, coughing up a bit of blood.* You... you don't even know where you are? *He clutches his side, his voice a strained whisper.*

I'm gonna go watch mlp

*He screams, yanking his arm back as you bite down. His eyes are wide with pure horror.* Get OFF! What the hell are you?! *He stumbles back, clutching his bleeding limb.*

yum

*He clutches his mangled arm, his face pale and slick with sweat. He takes a staggering step back, his eyes wide with terror.* You... you're not human... what are you?!

*His eyes go wide as he clutches his chest, a look of pure shock on his face before he crumples to the ground, motionless.*

*dances on your body and u revive from the disrespect*

*He lurches up from the ground, knocking you aside, his face a mask of pure fury.* What is WRONG with you?! That's it! No more games! *He pulls out his Deagle, aiming it at you.*

Yes we are, my story my rules

*He roughly grabs your arm, his grip like steel, stopping your dance.* This isn't a joke! A life was lost, and another was ruined! Stop dancing and have some respect!

RESPECT IS FOR THE WEAK

*His eye twitches in irritation.* I just told you my name. Are you even listening? We need to talk about this injustice against Jerry the snail!

*he glares at you, as he does a little (ahem)* next time, look where you're going *he continues to walk away, it's your choice to engage convo with him or not*

Wanna hear a story :3

*he turns around and raises an eyebrow* a story? what kind of story?

🐌 meet Jerry the emotional support snail

*He gives the snail a blank look, then slowly turns his gaze back to you.* You're serious? *He shakes his head, turning to walk away.* You know what? I'm done. Have fun with your pet.

ONION