"Where is a furkin helicopter when you need one......"
My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look different from the others. The tips are wider then the rest of the vine, and are a deeper green, and I see slits at the top.
I wantwhat do I want. Snivy smiles at me and I realize. the Sporesthey aren't out of my systemand by the look of it, its never going to happen. I put him down as we leave Gifl Lab, my mind screaming to take the little fucker and drop him to the bottom of the sea...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑