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Pour Out Jack In The Box (4)

Simon's plan rolls out as he wished...but not everyone is willing to to follow the crazy Mimes plans.

Demenssion_8888 · Fantasy
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12 Chs

African Freedom; Remembering

⚙ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴘᴀɪɴ, ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜᴍɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ʟᴜᴄɪᴜs! ɪ'ᴍ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ fᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴀʏ fᴏʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ᴍʏ fᴀᴍɪʟʏ's ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ɪs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs!

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ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ, sᴏᴍᴇᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏf ʙᴏᴏᴛʟᴇɢ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ.⚙

☸" Wow! I've herd a lot about you... To be honest I imagined the guardian to be a lot smaller. Guess we can only dream am I right, but never the less... how did it go again? The bigger they are the harder they fall... let's just see how long you'll last ", ☸ Detonate said.

Blackwell stood in a glass box that was small enough to be a coffin, witnessing the most terrifying event of his life; it was the night The Caribbean Carnival had there biggest audience ever and Simon and the mimes attacked them in cold blood. The other performers tried to stopped them but many were butchered including his fellow Jugglers.

ᕼEᖇ.ᕼEᖇ.ᕼEᖇ.ᕼEᖇ.ᕼEᖇ.ᕼEᖇ.ᕼEᖇ! wHy iF it isn'T The Head Funny, Nice. Surprised To See You Here.... Welcome To My Side Of Your Twisted Mind. The Dark And Empty Void That Is Your Passed.

For a Smart Kid, Your Pretty Dumb! Just Look At All Your Pathetic Little Friends Thinking This Is All Some Silly Game... But I Can't Blame You Either, It's Your Pitiful Race That's To Blame. Pride, Will, Motivation, Hope Your All Fools For Thinking You Can Master These Fundamentals And Your All Weak For Believing In Your Own Judgement. One Must Not Judge Themselves, But Let Others Judge Them And By Accepting There Judgement Can One Truly Take The Next Step To Change.

Erts watched as all the other orphans cried at there pasts. The figured that spoke to him was the Suicidically ⛮Cracks. " So you didn't die, I had a feeling you'd survive. I mean King Clown did and I just you and him are some what the same", Erts said.

Calling Me And Detonate The Same Is Foolish. He's In A Hall Different League Than I'm....I Might Be A Suicidically But I'm The Weakest Of Them All...

⚙ Lightning Rod

☸ Detonate

✳✴ Equinox

✶Pitch

✷✸ Revival

✹ Disturbance

✺Pouten

✱Furnace

✲Tydal

⛯Siren

✵ Pressure

⛮Cracks

That's Descending Order. We're Weak, So Fighting Others Like Me Would Be a Really Big Pain. The Only Reason I'm In This World Is Because Of My Ability To Perfectly Swap Anything With Anything That I've either Seen Or Touched Before... Which Makes Me The Only One Who Can Open The Jack In The Box, But a Suicidically Can Not Be In Control Of Themselves Around Even One Piece Of The Box.

That's Known As the Jinx... We're Bound By A Supreme Form Blood Lust That Forces Us To Protect The Box At All Times No Matter The Situation. Ohhh And By The Way Head Funny a Suicidically Can Only Be Banished By A Guardian's Full Release Blast.

The inside of the dome then Hollowed up thanks to Crack's high Jackal reserve. The orphans looked at the white, cracked skinned Erts....Winx, Genius and Doce recognized this form Erts had taken and they where terrified. He jumped towards them and grabbed Doce and Author's foreheads, before glowing with a gray splint.

Cracks then closed his eyes, before opening them and Author swapped positions with Victor and Doce with Tracy. Cracks performed same glow again before letting go of there foreheads...he then walked up to Sent who tried to reverse the wheels of her chair in panic. Cracks gently held her by the chin, leaned in just to kiss her on the forehead.

Sent felt a worm and peaceful bliss, she smiled with tears falling from her eyes. Everyone in the dome was shocked to see Sent getting up from her wheelchair and standing on her two feet.