#star logs

Star had always been a good student. Quiet, attentive, and inquisitive. They were always under control, it seemed; never having problems or outbursts or anything of the sort. What everyone didn't know is that they did. They did have outbursts. Problems. Rage. The public just didn't see it, and now would be the first time they would.

Star was in disbelief. "I...won?!" they thought in awe. This can't be right, they had been checking near the end....Nad was winning! WHY didn't he win?! He felt puzzled, victorious, and devastated all at the same time. "This wasn't supposed to happen." he says under his quickening breath. He was the one who should be dead. He was supposed to lose and then stab himself before the aliens could get him as his grand "FUCK YOU!"...but now that plan was ruined. Now one of, if not his closest people was going to- Nadohan.

Star whipped his head to look at his....whatever Nad was, he didn't care. She was so important to them. Her face was growing paler by the minute, she looked like she was about to collapse. Star couldn't bear the sight, but all they could do was stare. "DO SOMETHING" they thought over and over again until they could finally force their body to sprint over to Nad, who was slowly being drained of their life like a dying star. "NADOHAN! NAD PLEASE SAY SOMETHING. I'M SO SORRY NAD I NEVER SHOULD HAVE BEEN MAD AT YOU. IT'S SO STUPID NOW. YOU'RE STILL MY BEST FRIEND." Tears started to pour from his eyes, meteors of emotion harshly crashing into the cold floor as he sobbed into a fit of hiccups. "NAD...PLEASE STAY...Please..I love you, Nad. I do. I know I got snappy I know I got distant just please. Don't leave me here..don't leave." They pleaded, feeling like they were losing their voice.

Then, Nadohan's body fell to the ground. The echoing "thud!" leaving a permanent scar in Star's brain. He held his most important person's corpse in his arms, feeling them going cold.

"The aliens." he thought. "It's their fault." "It's THEIR fault." "IT'S THEIR FAULT." he couldn't do this anymore. He could not care less if he was killed in that moment, all he could feel was himself exploding in rage and sorrow like a newborn supernova.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!"

His raw, guttural scream would stay with all of those spectators for as long as they lived. No one had ever seen Star like this, not even he himself had. He pounded at the ground as if it was a punching bag. He snatched Nadohan's blood-stained mic from her hands, careful not to scratch their limp hand. He screamed again. "I HOPE YOUR EARS HURT LIKE HELL, YOU HELLISH FUCKS!" he shouted at the REPULSIVE creatures surrounding him. "YOU THINK THIS IS FUN?! I'LL FUCKING SHOW YOU FUN!" He was so done. "This is ending now." He thought, kicking down a guard and grabbing its gun. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU ALL!!!!!!" He exploded, and shot wherever his enraged state let him. "I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU" was all he could think, his thoughts deafening him to any other sound. "YOU SHOULD ALL ROT." Is the last thing he could yell before being restrained and sedated by a guard he had so foolishly missed.