But everything played out perfectly!
he put down the silence form the silver briefcase. Ally got shish to got in in the yourad before. And then he used it to success in his latest mission. He used it to grat successes breaking into the voting facility to swing the vote for mayor to shish favor and rigged the election. Everything was going precisely as dplaned, exactly as discuss up until this exactly point. Every move calculated, there was no reason to suspicious that things would go a wry from here
Why would they do this to me?! I was basically their damn leader!
He manipulated shish and barry to get captured by "icebear". He coordinated ally to gain their trust to be on the boat with them to hand of the briefcase to deliver at that specifically exact time. He knew that would lead to team galactic capturing the boat to get shish to want to leave s1nn0h again, att the pecise time beeb set sail for the field trip. He fore sawed the hasty last minute capaign efforts to make the win look legitimate. Every calculated movement and rection would give the outcome they desire. Thes types of big brain moves make even the invisible luminarty hand look likes a little baby play
How long were they planning this?!
thinking back he did not ever sense any ill will with any of the others planning all this. He knew he was stronger. But the only way to be stronger then stronger is to work together. This have to have happen right under his nose the wntire time. When did this start and what where the warning signs. He racked his rick and morty iq brain to think back of any hints but it was all unclear
After everything I've fucking done!
Not only did he coordinate all this he did the most dangerously part which is physically intervening with the VACTION ISLAND election in person because it could nt be done from afar. He used his valuable skill gained from the years and past fights to masterful infiltrate high security in the flesh and bone to physical swing the election and make it happen. He was prbably the jackest of all trades and contributed the most thus far
I… I can't possibly escape… FUCK!
Frantically looked around the shores but the last boat was to leave with shish and beeb on it as celebration. He cant make it there because theyd see him and jepardize the whole plan if they did at this point. Thats not how it can go. Everything must be precisely as ortganized. But theres no other escapes available. No boats scheduled for today. No planes. Nowhere to leave this island. He made for higher ground as reality started to set in
Oh my god… I'm going to…
He climed to the roof of the town square to try and see something. ANYTHING. that can get him off that place. He began to shake from nervous. Seconds felt like minutes as floods more of thoughts rushed his head. He could no longer thjink clear and the overwhelm emotion was inflicting his ability to perceve the grim reality that would face him. He didnt dare look up to the sky to see his impending doom swiftly close gound. He didnt need to hear the rushing of missile engines to know what would soon There is no escape. He feel to he knees and grabed his head winceing in pain. He would soon meet a violent end, rhe ruins of VACATION ISLAND his tomb. And there is nothing he can do about it. his eyes glowed as he looked up still clenching his head pulsing with fear and rage.
I DONT WANT TO FUCKING DIE!
As the missles detonated payload and drowned out everything in flame and force, ARBY let out one last scream from the roof tops