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Ele não suporta a ideia de morrer.
Ele se recusa completamente a ser usado.
As duas frases oscilam em sua mente como um pêndulo defeituoso, oscilando só para feri-lo a cada volta. Henri quer ser livre. Anseia por isso como se a própria vontade estivesse mastigando-o por dentro – mas não sabe existir sem ordens, sem alguém dizendo o que vem depois. E quando tenta agir por conta própria, quando tenta respirar por si mesmo, parece que destrói tudo.
Como agora.
Como sempre.
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Spamton’s roots were growing out. It took a while for Tenna to notice, or maybe it just took a while to happen. His body was so different now, hard plastic where there had once been soft feathers, gaping, empty sockets that had once held sharp eyes. Static and unchanging. Wounds that would have once healed with time now had to be carefully repaired and his blood was no longer a familiar, humanizing red. He was a doll in more than just appearance. And, like a doll, his hair didn’t grow. Or at least, it hadn't.
OR: Tenna notices that Spamton's stopped dying his hair, despite how vital he knows it was to him. He tries to help without completely ruining whatever fragile truce they've managed to construct.
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- Part 5 of Cube's Trans Spamton Musings
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“You, uh. Sure know your way around a CRT,” Tenna says. “I didn’t know you were a mechanic.”
“I sell cars,” Spamton had replied, back when Tenna was addressing him. “If you talk [Big] with nothing to back it up, people think you’re a hack.”
“Well,” Tenna said, “are you?”
Spamton sprayed the compressed air into his smug face.
That would have been preferable to drowning in insulation foam and getting licked clean by a clown (“HANDS OFF THE [[Officil Merchandise]]!!”). Jevil’s nuisance was missed as soon it was over though, because then all he had was the realization that that was his last chance. To do what, he isn’t sure. To demand an apology. To explain why he ran away. To scream at him. To break that stupid screen himself, just to get it over with, and crawl inside there never to emerge. Then at least they’d be together.
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An unseen, silent, approximately 4 foot tall individual takes it upon himself to fix the fallen Lord of the Screens. To raise a middle finger to the mysterious phone-calling, prophecy-defining benefactor who screwed him over and made him a living puppet, of course. No other reason.
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Years after his disappearance, Spamton decides to take his chance to see Tenna one final time in hopes of finally closing that chapter of his life. But, with both their parts of the prophecy fulfilled, the puppet, and the old host, find themselves presented with 2 choices:
Move on from their past or learn to make the best out of their new situation.