p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You are RaysFire, the handsome speed runner with the hair./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You yawn a cute little yawn and shut off your pc for the night. It had been a long stream filled with lil foxes and many partially completed sunshine runs./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You sigh gruffly and climb into bed. Your sleep schedule has been all over the place. You figure 15 hours of sleep would get you back on your regular schedule./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You pause before turning off the bedside light to gaze fondly at your plushie collection. As a fan of cute things you can't help but admire your collection at times./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You switch off the light, eat your nightly packet of ketchup, and roll onto your back: like Kirby on his way to dreamland./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"…./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"Luigi is smirking at your lack of clothing. This must be a lucid Mushroom Kingdom inspired apparition. Perhaps you've been playing too much sunshine… or eating too much ketchup?/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You smirk before she comes out of the shadows on all-fours moving like some wounded animal… closer and closer…/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"She kisses your feet, brown hair pooling around your toes, before slowly looking up at you./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"Daisy smiled that big smile from underneath dirty ragged hair, with those large unblinking eyes./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""Please Rays... You have to Marry me."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"She grips your arm and pulls you close./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""He won't let me ground pound his bullet bill anymore, don't you understand?"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"Tears rolled down her cheeks and still, she did not blink, facial expression completely passive./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""Rays... you know what you have to do... here I'll show you…"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You shake your head in disbelief, but she's already touching his suspender-clad chest while he takes of her bright yellow dress…/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You're reminded of that Killers song and cannot bring yourself to cuck Luigi with Daisy./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"Regardless of if they wanted you to, you (Raysfire (an extremely wholesome boy)) could not bring yourself to join their seething mass of cartoon limbs and lustful howls./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"Daisy pulls out the head of a Birdo fursuit and demands eggs be thrust in her giant pink hole. It was all a little too much./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"…../p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You wake up in a cold sweat./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You are Raysfire./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"Daisy is not fucking Luigi, everything is fine. You sigh and quickly eat your morning ketchup packet. There's something you have to check./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You boot up Mario Party, scanning the title screen. There's Wario… Peach, Luigi, and… no./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;" Daisy was nowhere to be found. A chill runs down your spine. You frantically re-search the screen desperately scrabbling at your television in horror./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""Hi, I'm Daisy"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"She's right behind you. You can feel her cold hand brush your naked back./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""Lick my hot slick eggs, you chubby green dinosaur fuck"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"You spin around staring her dead in her dead face, and scream:/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""Why me?!"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"She giggles darkly./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;""Cuz you beat my ass in Mario Party 4 ya punk, now help me put on the head"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"And in that moment, you knew, there was no hope./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 115%;"This run, was over./p