"Heaaaaather!, over here you ignorant cow, you can't miss me. I'm the non central part of Lionel 'my brother is such a prick' Jeffries, you know? The psycho one. Oh by the way, why did you let that selfish, self centered bitch screw with my emotions and not warn me of what she was like? Oh no! Let her pretend to care for poor Roger and all the time she's really fawning over Mr Walter 'I went to school with Bruce Banner'Langowski, Especially you originals!". However, let's not get petty, either Scramble wins and I'm no longer physical, but a miniscule part of a real psycho's warped fantasies or Scramble loses and I still end up in an imprisoned jelly either sitting in a padded cell or being carved to bits for research. 'I knew it, I just knew I would do it". " You're losing it Roger, get this sorted before it's too late".

"Please Listen"

My name is Roger Bochs. I suppose you can consider this my last will and testament. Only thing is I can't leave nothing to no one even if I wanted, being trapped within a transmorphic entity with the mental capacity of an 'B' grade student kind of curtails the doing of things. I would have so liked to have written down that Maddison Lionel Jeffries takes that beautiful talent he has and exploit it more. Why does he have to be so bloody righteous, digging ditches so the horrors of Vietnam become nothing more than a non specific, non graphical memory. Embrace it my friend, it's one part of life that most people do not see, man's inhumanity to man, ahh, embrace the cliché.

So here I stand, unable, no means to have any real outcome of the battle about to take place, so please join me ladies and gentlemen while I relate my inevitable demise.

Across from me stands Heather, oh 'beautiful Heather', saw her husband die more times than Chevy Chase (private joke), but still came back. All the times that you did so much for all, why did you never notice that I gave my all for one man. I wasn't asking much, just for you to see me as something more than a pinch hitter in your pursuit of your husband's dream.

Getting side tracked here, where did it all begin?

Probably when I panicked outside of Atlantis, I'd never been that deep, I should have coped, but messed up like a rank amateur. Is that why you saw me as a pinch hitter Heather?

Ahh look, Puck's moving in, the ultimate hero, not hero enough to stay around when he was faced with fatherhood mind you. It's amazing what you learn when you're allowed unlimited access to the database.

Northstar looks sprightly, probably because I threatened his sister. That relationship is unhealthy, maybe that’s why he's gay, his feelings for his sister frightened him too much that he finds solace in the thing that is furthest removed. Now wouldn't that be an irony? The thing she hates most about her brother is a creation of the thing he loves most about her. Anyway, he's no good in the fight against Lionel. Too busy going 'kaff' 'kaff' all over the place.

Come on Kara, stop standing there like a lemon, possess the beast, all it takes is a word. I feel for you kid, wake up one day Purple and no one to say "it'll sort itself out", a mother who hid the truth rather than tell her daughter the reality of her heritage. At least that way, you might have been prepared.

"Walter, Wanda, tomato, tomata, or should I just call you White Fur. It would have been so easy to blame you for my ultimate demise, but I can't. Yes we both loved the same woman, ha! women, but you loved her for real, I was just happy to have someone say they loved me, no matter that in reality she was more Looney than I am. What a perfect match, the legless geek and the separated people in the form of a goddess.

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I think this is ending, Kara has found her voice, no more jelly on the plate. It's nice to be still for a minute. The images are blurred, but there's no mistaking the form that comes forth "IN MY ARMOUR" modelled for his own means no doubt...

Calm down Roger, Maddison is the hero you wanted to be. He's your friend, he's putting humanity above a friendship. My own dream at one time. I feel Scramble bracing us, he's going to exploit his control over me to kill his own brother. I can't allow that, Maddison needs time, but I can feel that Scramble is aware of what I'm doing, it's my last chance to be a real hero, my last chance to put all this right. "I can't control his arms, he's in charge, he's...