Metafest Quest: The way it never meant to be played.
Wryyyyyyyyyyy!!
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The choice is clear. Or rather there never was one at all.
"I don't care about your role of whatsoever." Dirt declares. Floridian energies surges through his magic circuits as two girls, one in a bright orange outfit and the other with pink hair, manifest themselves beside him.
"I AM NO ONE'S SLAVE!" Dirt roars as the blue hair girl before him explodes into a kaleidoscope of colors.
"Wait, but that's railroadiiinnnnngg-!" she manages to shout out as she gets punted off into the distance by the SUDDEN EXPLOSION.
"I never liked the color blue anyway." Dirt muses. But before he can continue with his monologue on the illusion of choices and colors, his world was suddenly assaulted by an avalanche of cardboard boxes. Yet even as it crashes down upon him like the wrath of an angry God(dess), Dirt remains unfazed for they pose little threat to someone with the power of Biggatons and waifus.
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