Finally. He finally had a purpose.
Antifoenem 3 stared at himself in the mirror for way longer than necessary, clearly proud for his new title. the green tie he wore, the symbol of meaning. he wasn't useless anymore!! even if he didn't understand why he was supposed to hate the foenems, he still did!!
he had already made his introduction, so he really had nothing to do but watch some of the videos posted by the foenems. mostly just random shit posts, but some random comment with something in another language. he translated it and posted about it, going past it rather quickly.
A few hours pass, hes made a few posts about weird things and has gotten a few death threats from the foenems, and been told to sleep with one eye open. bold of them to assume he was planning on sleeping at all. he struggled to focus as it got later, but he had to prove that he was good enough to be an antifoenem. he had to.
12 am and he was still awake. he could hear the breathing of the voices. he couldn't tell if they actually existed or were simply just the fear they did manifesting. (orin ayo refrence?) he paced around his room, freaking out over practically nothing.
