TW: people may not be comfortable with listed topics below and if you aren’t, please leave. -I cant put down topics here but find. Out in notes+ creds- Please make sure one’s is comfortable with the listed topics, and the recommended age to read this short Au is +10 or +14 due to sensitive topics, if you have recommendations email me (will post email later) or chat with me in my studios and help me post more by following this account or more of my accounts, if you want more information, please gmail me, or talk to me on one of my projects. Please do me a favor of helping people to stop reporting my projects, thank you! And now to the story: Prologue - The Way THEY See HIM: As you sat down, the stage lit up as the lights darkened, the classical music softening. “We thought there wouldn’t be a start of this horrific story, but there is one.” The mouths moved in sync, every pronunciation sounding the same, “Let us look back, far into the past.” The spotlights shined right onto the people who spoke loudly yet softly. “Gardenview, a museum for children, was booming. Everything looked neat until ‘Dandy’, the star of the show, couldn’t take it anymore.” The toons that spoke bowed down their heads into the light of the spotlight, behind a cardboard cutout of the star, the light flickered off then back on, gasps rippled through the room as then the cardboard was now on the ground, wrinkled and torn. “He lashed out as his friends when the museum closed, his eyes brimming in rage, criticizing them for their words, actions, and their own personality.” The lights turned off completely, then a red light behind the cardboard cutout with devil wings, horns, and tail showed, there’d light behind the cutout made it look eerie and tinted in black. The red faded to orange, then yellow. The soft classical music distorting as the toons started to surround the cut-out, shunning it and ripping it to pieces. “He caused this mess, developing a virus against his own friends. Turning them into zombies or killing them.” “So then we exposed him.” The stage lit up, and the curtains closed. Leaving you sitting there pitying the toons.
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