👻 "Let's Go Ghost Hunting!" 🦇username ; goodrage
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goobie you are using ; Zetaprompt answer ;Unlike the other goobies on the team, Zeta was, well, extremely confident. Having been on Another Me's flying ship through adventures in various parallel dimensions, Zeta has seen his fair share of ghosts. Some of them were just mischevious little animal-like spirits, others were more sophisticated, and he heard of a rhythm game song possessing a deceased fox, so maybe that's also a ghost. What Zeta didn't know was whether there were ghosts in this world as well.
When it was Zeta's turn to speak, Zeta felt as if he had lost a part of his confidence when the rest of the group talked about their exciting adventures at the exhibition before. But no! He has been through much more than them. He has traveled to other worlds! Nevertheless, he began.
"Hello... you may have not seen me before, I'm Zeta, and..." he took a deep breath and decided to spill the truth, but in a twisted way, as the ghosts he met in other worlds would prefer to confine to their privacy.
"I wholeheartedly believe in magic. I have traveled to other worlds and seen a myriad of possibilities. If there are indeed ghosts here, I would not be afraid at all! I would be happy to befriend them."
Zeta hoped his "long speech" made everyone sure that he was the bravest of them all.
Upon hearing that they will go to the laundry room, Zeta felt a bit of uneasiness - Zeta was never uneasy! "Are there... washing machines in there..." he quietly whispered, hoping a few lone souls would catch his words. Years ago, the one who first took him out of his kingdom and ferryed him across worlds had appeared to him through something that looked like a washing machine, in the arcade. If there was a ghost so eerily similar to...
him... Zeta would lose his cool. Definitely.
As the group was about to leave and begin their adventure, Zeta's mouth silently formed the word
Maxrage.
The only one who could scare Zeta was not a ghost.
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