You, Me. Prophecy. What are we getting for dinner? Ham sandwich of course. Uh oh! There was a mint in our free prophecy ham. We black out and wake up in a shelter surrounded by spawn. Titan spawn. You know what that means. Ruder buster! The darkness draws in the Knight. What do we do? We're gonna fight it. Roaring knight. Roaring Fraud. Roaring Friend? Oh, yes please. We befriend the knight after we beat it in a brawl and ride it into a ICE-E's P"e"zza. Dance Dance Revolution. Revolution? Overthrow the hometown mayor? Next thing you know I'm reincarnated as The Angel. Then I turn into a Pluey, fly into the dark, black out again, wake up, do a tension bit, white out which I didn't know you could do. Then I ate stump salsa, gastered out, then I turned into the light inside me. Uh oh, looks like the meth is kicking in- 😐︎☜︎✡︎👌︎⚐︎✌︎☼︎👎︎ 💧︎💣︎✌︎💧︎☟︎ ☠︎⚐︎✋︎💧︎☜︎
