https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/21082641/#q21084714>[The man in the car was very loud, so the thing they call Cactus made him quiet.]Huuh. The scribble squiggles said to dance. And Cactus loves to dance. With the rats. With the nails. With the darkness and the eyes. With beautiful Ava. Even with Cacs ca c acssee - ugh. Cassie. Such beautiful pain. Such fun toys. Such good friends.
But.
But but but.
New friends. The Kee Yoh Koh. The Low Lah. Gonna run. Gonna jump. Gonna scratch and claw and bite and bloeed and lboe bloeblboob lboeo
gonsa d ance
gonasaplapy pplay plyay paypl alay
Haah haah haah. The arena. The stadium. The fun. Gotta get inside. Fought at the Beach. Slayed a dragon. Ooh, the cheers. The crowd. The love. Haah haah. They loved the Cactus Knight. But.
Then not in the Sunrise. Like blondie. Huuh.
>[Cactus retches and coughs up a glob of wet, dark red something. drawing the eye of a man nearby. He chooses to say nothing. It is the correct decision.]Ooh, stadium. Arena. Time to dance. Friends. Toys. Screams.
Time to play.
>[The Cactus goes in through a side door, and heads into the sprawling corridors below.] 