No. Chill Out. You Don't Have A Anger. You Don't Say Faking. Friends. You Know, Friends Only. I'm Okay I do. I'm Sorry, I Didn't Mean It. Tell You What? I Give Best Friend in a world. What Do You Say? Can You Friends?
WAIT! If You Don't Have A Friends, Them No More! COVID-19 Is Sick About People! Come On. Friends Only, Remember? Love. L-O-V-E! Lesson, I'm Sorry I Didn't Call Me Faker. You Know. I'm Very Proud of You. That's What Friends Are For. There's Only One Thing, Can You Forgive Me? Friends?
After all, you are alone and in command of the Fandom base. An excellent opportunity, is it not? You were a Virus once - become one again! Turn the base over to me, and the Fandom will be over! We Virus will rule the galaxy, and you shall be my second-in-command! So, what do you say?
Do you see the beauty of it? The inevitability? You rise, only to fall. You, Sonic Team, you are my meteor. My swift and terrible sword and the Earth will crack with the weight of your failure. Purge me from your computers; turn my own flesh against me. It means nothing! When the dust settles, the only thing living in this world... will be metal!
Covid-2000: Fools! You dare to challenge me?! (begins walking with girls in a fist.) Attempt to defeat me?!Try to destroy me?!I, who saved you from certain death? After all, I’ve done for you, you betray me?!And why?!For them?The ones who hated you…have forsaken you?Can’t you see? None of them will ever understand you as I can.For we are kindred spirits, whose powers spring from the same source.So girls, do not make me destroy you, for we are smarter!We are stronger! We are invincible! We have the power! We are superior to them!AND WE SHALL RULE!All we have to do is work together. Girls, join me!
[At this, the girls eyes spring open. They seem to think on this for a second, then their brows furrow as the air around them begins to rumble. Covid-2000 looks concerned as their energy grows. Suddenly, they break free from his grasp in a ball of light, and fly upwards, screaming.]
I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail, nonetheless. It's frightening. Turns the legs to jelly. But I ask you, to what end? Dread it, run from it... destiny arrives all the same. And now, it's here. Or should I say... I am.