“He rizzed up the sky…” - Shooting down towards the earth at thousands of miles per hour, the angel had fallen from the cosmic heavens. Bright and visceral flames consumed his silvery ship with red and golden blazes, and blinding, painful smoke devoured the air like a monstrous void. He was falling. He was falling, and he couldn’t get up. As alarms screeched violently into the inside of his skull, no comprehensive thought could enter his inflicted mind. Who was inside? Just what poor soul was unlucky enough to hit the bozo jackpot? His reflection shined on the airship’s window as he delicately placed his hand on the glass and shed a tear. “It’s so joever,” cried the imposter, doomed without any sweaty, muscular alpha to save him from his fate. - It was a bright and early morning as any other when Mogday left his home for his daily stroll. As the alpha of the Smiling Rizzlers, Dogday had the responsibility of keeping their mew streak up. While it wasn’t a difficult task for Bussin Bussinphant and GriddyPiggy to uphold, Rizzycorn and Hoppy Brainrotch often needed Mogday to flex out his strong, sigma stench for inspiration. One day, they could be like him too. However, there is one individual other than Mogday, who never failed to keep a perfect streak. Gyattnap. His sigma mewing made Mogday so delulu, but if he ever admitted it, he was afraid he finna be seen lowkey giving goofy ahh beta cuck vibes.
Airy just built different don’t worry about it
HELP ITS SOUNDS LIKE LIAMS VOICE
Because it is Liam's voice. This audio is from Q&A video from ThatPerson(voice actor of Liam)
That's what sells it XD
the homestuck effect
“He rizzed up the sky…”
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Shooting down towards the earth at thousands of miles per hour, the angel had fallen from the cosmic heavens. Bright and visceral flames consumed his silvery ship with red and golden blazes, and blinding, painful smoke devoured the air like a monstrous void. He was falling. He was falling, and he couldn’t get up. As alarms screeched violently into the inside of his skull, no comprehensive thought could enter his inflicted mind.
Who was inside? Just what poor soul was unlucky enough to hit the bozo jackpot? His reflection shined on the airship’s window as he delicately placed his hand on the glass and shed a tear. “It’s so joever,” cried the imposter, doomed without any sweaty, muscular alpha to save him from his fate.
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It was a bright and early morning as any other when Mogday left his home for his daily stroll. As the alpha of the Smiling Rizzlers, Dogday had the responsibility of keeping their mew streak up. While it wasn’t a difficult task for Bussin Bussinphant and GriddyPiggy to uphold, Rizzycorn and Hoppy Brainrotch often needed Mogday to flex out his strong, sigma stench for inspiration. One day, they could be like him too. However, there is one individual other than Mogday, who never failed to keep a perfect streak. Gyattnap. His sigma mewing made Mogday so delulu, but if he ever admitted it, he was afraid he finna be seen lowkey giving goofy ahh beta cuck vibes.
Old man
This means he crashed when he was like 30 or so