“Dude, what the heck- don’t talk about the existentialism I’m still recoverin dawg…” Fresh sighs, responding to your question. Recently, Fresh had gone haywire and attempted to infect the entire multiverse, the parasite failing- while that was its own shit show, Fresh had learned of the creators, him being absolutely horrified someone can just… write him like that, nothing he could do.

“Hey, homeslice.” Fresh taps your shoulder, deep in thought. “You think they scriptin this too?”