---> . 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 .

warning(s): ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs(ɪғ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛs), ᴍᴀʟᴇ/ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ-ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴠᴀɢᴜᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀs, ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴄᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs, ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ, swears, many ooc, ETC.

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3RD POV/ (r)'s POV.

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> PULLING ARMS AND LEGS, FOR SOMEONE ELSE TO EAT. <

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staring at the doctor, now jumping out of their sit - to get their toys back. it was a unexpected reaction.

this, already teen or young adult, wanting these toys back? the reaction was so chillin' just for these two toys? quite childish, to others. but, this was just awful! plain awful!

"how did you even survive..?" a villian, from the L.O.V appeared in front of the pale male, who now was... crying?

""WOW! All, cut to chase! Now this cannibal is crying?? W O W~!! Just amazing! JUST GREAT, running out of ideas that fast?? And they all need me~~!! Just, so- ah. So amazing!"" the blank 2'ft jester yelled out with a smile. ""THEY ALL MUST LOVE ME~!!"" a bigger smile spread on their face. it, may be true but they are just more.. annoying to put it, lightly on them. But it could be true, he's the only source that (probably) says what the reader is thinking. 

Yes, you. The one *actually* reading this, and not (R).

"..heh. weak." another villian, one with black hair - dryly chuckled, and said to (R), putting his boot on theirs head---.

""Or skull? We don't really know for sure, if it's still a human 'head'. That's for sure, and all we know about (R)."" jester said, while looking at GOD, hands on his hips in a sassy manner. then they laughed(kindalikecartman'slaugh) at Dabi. ""Oh hoohohoho! It's getting good! But for all we know, the author may make (R) a masochist, cuz. Uhm. They feel comfortable doing so?? I mean- they say they kin Nagito, and shit like that. Then they make Masochists, ocs. It would be no surprise if they did that, with (R) here."" now just infodumping the actual reader, about the author and all that shit.

""Yep, I understand your concerns. But shut it. This is getting interesting either way."" in a rude yet soft tone of voice, towards.. well. Let's call you; Reader, MXL. ""Yes it's a GameToons FNF mention. Look, we don't have much ideas for you."" crossing arms, they then said ""Now can we continue the book? Me talking for so long, is weird. I don't like it. And I haven't even been called out by GOD! Where is GOD, anyway?"" asking both the Reader and Author.

(r) was just quietly sobbing, not knowing what was happening. those toys, must mean something, that much to them. but really? toys? just for toys, out of all the things they have stuck in theirs' house?

"someone must've had these before him, and now since they are gone; he keeps them for memories?" the well-known hero asked, the tried one while looking at the man on the ground.

""They ain't doing anything, to stop the villains'?? Wtf????"" confused the short jester was.

(r) gripped the boot, with a shaky-hand; somewhat succeeding to pulling them down to the ground. what are they planning to do..?

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maybe theirs' acts, weren't meant for them? maybe for someone else..? someone very close, it must that!