Insector Haga (aka Weevil Underwood) (
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[Memshare 01] - To The Victor...
You see Rex on the other side of the field, and there's a confident grin on your face. You look down at your hand and you drew just the right cards to crush those dumb dinosaurs of his, and when you look around, at the crowd and the spotlights, everything feels right. This is where you belong.
It was hard work reaching the National finals, and here you are, and there are people cheering your name, and it makes you feel good, accepted, and, well, you are actually happy.
You lay down your cards beautifully, and you don't even need to use Insect Queen to rise to victory, and before you know it, the speakers call out your name, crowning you as National Champion.
Your heart is fluttering, and your eyes are bright behind your thick glasses, and when your platform lowers so you can get the trophy from the hands of Pegasus' himself, you can't fight the blush that comes to your cheeks. Everything is so overwhelming, it feels like a dream. You don't remember ever feeling this good and this accomplished.
You just proved everyone what you always believed: that you are much, much better than everyone else.
[Video]
[That wasn't a bad memory in the least, and yet, Haga doesn't look exactly thrilled about it. He actually looks very, very annoyed.]
Ugh, so this place is bringing that back, hm? Good... [He rolls his eyes, eyebrows knitted. One would think he would be glad to have something so good about him shown around, and yet... He isn't bragging as expected.]
It was hard work reaching the National finals, and here you are, and there are people cheering your name, and it makes you feel good, accepted, and, well, you are actually happy.
You lay down your cards beautifully, and you don't even need to use Insect Queen to rise to victory, and before you know it, the speakers call out your name, crowning you as National Champion.
Your heart is fluttering, and your eyes are bright behind your thick glasses, and when your platform lowers so you can get the trophy from the hands of Pegasus' himself, you can't fight the blush that comes to your cheeks. Everything is so overwhelming, it feels like a dream. You don't remember ever feeling this good and this accomplished.
You just proved everyone what you always believed: that you are much, much better than everyone else.
[Video]
[That wasn't a bad memory in the least, and yet, Haga doesn't look exactly thrilled about it. He actually looks very, very annoyed.]
Ugh, so this place is bringing that back, hm? Good... [He rolls his eyes, eyebrows knitted. One would think he would be glad to have something so good about him shown around, and yet... He isn't bragging as expected.]
[Audio]
... I-I guess it is still a game. But don't make it sound like it's not important!
[Audio]
[Audio] (gee thanks inbox for eating this tag????)
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You must be bored here then. I mean, I almost never see animals around.
[Audio]
[Especially when the 'game' he hunts is usually sentient.]
[Audio]
I know it sounds silly that a teen like me would ever need a break, but you know... [That sounds like something only adults need, honestly.]
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[And look, he actually means that.]
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