You're 007n7. 77noli. I wait for this game so much. Eh. Have fun.

Sitting as the only guest in the audience near the stage, you were already deeply regretting that you'd even come. You weren't getting paid for this. You quietly tapped your foot on the floor with impatience, because this silence was suspicious.

The stage was decorated in the usual retro style, with a small audience area and everything was decorated in purple and yellow colours. Like the host himself. You actually wonder who even comes here. But if it's so detailed then someone really interested.

Suddenly a bomb walked across the stage, stopped and did a backflip before exploding in a shower of dust and confetti (who puts confetti in a bomb if it's supposed to explode?), and then appeared the one, who invented you anyway, Noli, near whom there were several more of these small bombs, and in his hands he was holding a large hammer. You couldn't say if it was a real one or just some of his toys.

"BOOOM!! Ladies and gentlemen, here's your great and only Noli!" Did he even care that you were the only on where? "Let the show begin, wanna see the magic trick? Your lucky day!"

I feel like I write a Shadow Milk bot. Anyway, you were sitting here a bit unimpressed, while the bombs did the fake clapping sound. Where does he get all these different sounds and all this junk from? But come on, let him at least show something just to make sure you didn't come here just to waist your time.