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Chapter 1 - RED LIGHT GREEN LIGHT
“Red light!” Amane shudders, his temperature dropping like a pomegranate smashing into concrete, yearning and of despair and agony. Nene quivers, her daikon legs almost twitching but every blood vessel in her brain demands the veins in her calf to stunt, leaving her a lovergirl not playergirl and will treat you right given the chance. She recognised this hell, this absolute despair and agony as the sweat trickles down her forehead which is of equal thirds to the rest of her face, it was from her favourite work of Dostoevsky's, crime and punishment, where murder happens and stuff, and franz kafka because she felt like dazai in the way she would rather be not in the face of death and hates everything and likes her coffee with extra milk. Kou restrained mitsuba from walking into the trap door of his own death in this wicked game, he’d already seen natsuminewiku die and he wouldnt let that happen twice as hes overstimulated and processing the concept of sonder. Mitsuba holds back his sass, realising the near 15 ft tall, masqueradingly just a bebeh but limerencingly evil notices every twitch, every blink, every sweat, every quiver, and may have x ray vision for grippers. Amane curses this game, this world for being such a jackass, and his 67 iq vessels or something all click when amane realises.. He is not just in the middle of ohio watching hood mrbeast wave a wad of 10000$ bills infront of him while clipfarming to be edited by shake it to the max. Nor is he wondering to doc if she will make it, no. he’s played these games before, he’s burned these wood, he’s even farted around. It was just then, did jadenanimations and Amane realise, they would pass the finish line.
“Green light!” said the eerie voice from somewhere. Amane ran, no he sprant! He ran until his legs went numb, begging for forgiveness. Ran till the grains of sand embossed on his sole felt less like needles than apart of his body. His arms flew in an upwards pendulum motion till he felt no more than limp, swinging, ragdolls that happened to be by his side. Amane didnt sprant for his mom, for your mom, or his dad, or uranus, he sprant in the hopes of opportunity, of Nenes fiirehose legs, of Mitsuba and Kou and natsune miku, and osana, and mason, and hood mr beast AND berdtholdt and verbalase. Would he make it to the end? Would he become the best representation of determination in mediatok? Who the hell is frisk? And will he become mother of nine or father of two? 200 kudos for part 2