"YOUR DELUSIONS WON'T SWAY ME! I'M NOT A FUCKING DELECTABLE WHORE, I'M NO DOLL, OR A SLAVE, NOR A CUCK!!! I'M ME, AND I WON'T LET YOU ASSHOLES CHANGE ME!! I KNOW THAT AS A FACT, NOT AS A DELUSION! I WON'T BECOME LIKE YOU!!" JImmithey cried out as his schizo energy began to shoot outward, even more intense than before.
"SHUT UP, YOU BASTARD! YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR FUCKING PLACE!!!! IF YOU KNEW WHAT A SLAVE ANT YOU WERE, YOU WOULD BEG AND SUCK MY TOES!!!" The Colonel yelled as he punched Jimmithey in the face.
Jimmithey then swung back at him, nearly knocking down the Colonel.
"T-this is bullshit! It must be a trauma buff…! But it shouldn't be this much of a boost! It must be something else… Something stronger…!" The Colonel thought as he stumbled back, preparing to swing back at him.
Jimmithey then swung his powered up fist into the Colonel's head, stumbling onto the ground as he did this.
This made the Colonel fall backwards, with exorbitant amounts of blood spewing from the side of his head.
The Colonel, instead of roaring out in rage from the beatdown he received, began to laugh psychotically!
"I UNDERSTAND! A-AAHAH!! WHAT A FUCKING JOKE! YOU HAVE WITHIN YOU, THE ENERGY OF A CUCK!! AHAAH!! WHAT A FUCKING TURN OF EVENTS, HUH MOTHERFUCKER!" The Colonel laughed out as he raised his hands outwards, staring into the sky.
This caused Jimmithey to pause, with his rage fading away.
He looked at the Colonel in confusion, sweat dripping down his face.
"What the fuck are you taking about?! I'm not a cuck, so there's fucking no way I can have that energy! You ASSHOLE!" Jimmithey screamed as he prepared to attack the Colonel again.
But, the Colonel raised his hand up and looked back at Jimmithey.
"No, no… I don't know if you get it, but you got, like, the predisposition to be a cuck… It's within your soul, you schizo powers just cover it… That's the degeneracy I felt while wearing your cosplay! It makes sense!"
"No wonder you suddenly got stronger! It wasn't thanks to no 'trauma buff' or due to your imagination or schizo delusions…! It was thanks to the CUCK rage within you!"
"You fucking cuckling! AHAHA! You schizo cuck! You're weird, even to fucking me!! HAHAA!" The Colonel began to giggle out, stomping his broken foot onto the ground in laughter.
"Bullshit! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! I may be delusional to fight back, but I believe in that! That's what's strengthening me! That's how I'm going to kick your fucking ass!" Jimmithey screamed, not willing to accept the nonsense the Colonel spat out.
It sounded insane to him, since he had nothing to do with cucking.
He didn't find it attractive or anything, and he didn't want it to happen to himself.
He barely even understood what cucking was! At least until he met the King Cuck all those months ago!
Everything he'd just done was motivated by his belief in the impossible, that he could win against such strong foes.
"No shitter, I know what the FUCK I'm saying! You're fuckin' pissed cuz you wanna reject what I'm saying. Your cuck ass energy responded to that and made you stronger…! HAHA, that's FUCKING NUTS! YOU'VE JUST CONFIRMED WHAT I TOLD YOUR ASS!" The Colonel replied with an eerie smile, all while his eyes twitched erratically.
"No! FUCKING LIAR! You're just buying time!" Jimmithey roared as he clenched his fists, preparing to strike again.
"Heh… Believe what you want, schizo. All I know is that the King Cuck was right to want you! You're a goldmine of potential degeneracy! You got the energy of a cuck influencing you… The powers of an imaginative schizo… And all of that can be wielded by any degenerate! A fucking goldmine indeed!" He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders.
Suddenly, his face became cold and sinister.
"Well, you were a goldmine. Too bad for that fucking Cuck. Because FUCK his bitch ass PLAN!!!" The Colonel yelled, scratching his head rapidly.
More blood spewed from the wound he scratched, his insanity being obvious.
"What?!!" Jimmithey shouted, pain returning to his legs.
The adrenaline was wearing off, and the danger of the situation was becoming more evident to him.
Colonel Cosplay was going to betray the King Cuck!
And he was going to kill Jimmithey!!
"You heard me, cunt! I'm going to fucking kill you and take your body! Take your powers, ONE HUNDRED FUCKING PERCENT! It's personal now buddy!"
"Think about it though, it'll be the greatest cosplay! I won't need the shitty King anymore, and I'll create a truly new world for me! A world where I can cosplay and become anything I want!! HAHA!!" The Colonel laughed out as he pointed at Jimmithey, his smile becoming more deformed and disturbing.
"Now bring your ass here Jimmithey! You owe me your damn body, ya fucking CUCK!!!" Colonel Cosplay shouted as he pounced straight towards Jimmithey's body, with blood exploding out from his head!