TftW: That Payback Song.
TftW: That Payback Song.
Steven Tyler to Mick Jagger tf/mc.
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There are people that get along with others rather well and then there are those who have fights and are considered each-other's rivals and in the music world there are many of those cases. Take the story of Aerosmith's lead singer and the lead singer of The Rolling Stones for example, after all they are the focus of of tonight's story. There had always been some kind of playful rivalry between Steven Tyler and Mick Jagger, and that rivalry was brought up in an episode of Celebrity Deathmatch where the two of them battled and Tyler lost. Mick took it in stride while Tyler seemed pissed, as in he wanted to be the winner of that episode and since then he had been planning his revenge, one evening while going backstage he came across a package that had been sent to him by a company that specialized in supernatural items, upon opening the package he discovered it was some kind of possession amulet. A devious plan came to his mind, using the amulet he would be able to take over Jagger's body and assume his form in order to get his vengeance, he chuckled to himself as he picked up the amulet and read the instructions, a sly smile spreading across his face.
He read the instructions carefully and put the amulet around his neck and he began to think of what he could do with it, however as he did so the amulet glowed and a spectral force aura surrounded it, an aura that seemed to be reading his thoughts and picking up on his every single little step. Steven thought he was alone in the room and he chuckled and muttered to himself, unaware of what was going on. Of course that would prove to be a big mistake as a ghostly smoke cloud materialized.
"That fool will not know what is coming to him."
"Oh I won't...will I?" A familiar English accented voice chimed in.
"I know that voice...please don't tell me..."
"Yes Steven it's me..."
The smoke cloud shapeshifted and materialized, transforming into Mick albeit a ghostly version of him. Mick chuckled to himself as Steven began to feel more than a little bit frightened. He had faced monsters before nothing quite like this, he tried to strangle him but his hands just went straight through him. Mick had the upperhand here and he had a plan of his own to boot. Since Steven was still bitter about losing and was obviously jealous of him because of that, he thought of a way to execute this little plan of his.
"Mick...how are you able to do this? And just how are you doing this?"
"The answers to your questions are right in front of you. You feel like it wasn't fair that you lost and I won. You want to get your revenge, you are seething with anger as I speak and you are more than a little bit jealous. You wish you were like me, don't you? Don't lie, I know you do. I can tell by the look on your face and I can see it in your eyes."
"Well yes, I want to get back at you..."
"And you thought that this amulet was going to help you with it?"
"Hell yeah. I could..."
"You could...what? Possess me? Try to ruin my reputation by pretending to be me and try to pass yourself off as me in hopes of nobody being able to notice or tell the difference between you and me? Well i'm sorry but you're not going to be able to execute that plan, especially not when I put my plan into action which will cancel your plans without a shadow of a doubt."
"You wouldn't do that, would you?"
"Oh I would...and I know that you'd get a kick out of this."
Steven screamed several times, before trying to call for help but nobody else was there and it was just him and Mick. Mick levitated around him, scaring him a large amount of times and performing some ghostly tricks before teasing him to come closer. The Aerosmith frontman was more than a little bit intimidated by Mick and his ghost powers, he panicked several times before trying to fight him off....he attempted to head over into the other rooms but Mick popped up everywhere in the area even in the mirror. His illusions were more than enough to shock and frightened him, but he had the feeling the English rock icon had something a lot worse in mind.
"Look, i'm sorry alright please don't do this to me!"
"Sorry isn't good enough.."
"Aaaaw come on, please? Can't we just be friends instead of enemies?"
"I gave you a chance ages ago, oh and don't bother to scream."
He screamed several times as Mick got closer and closer to him, Steven's mouth widened and contorted to a look of pure horror. Which enabled Mick to take advantage of this by taking on a liquid-like form and slurping himself into that mouth of his, Steven attempted to spit him out but he couldn't...as Mick slowly dove down his throat and in the process possessing him. A few gurgling noises emitted from his stomach as he felt like he had eaten something particularly horrible on the way to a concert, he hurried over to a mirror to see if he looked ill...he didn't look ill, but he definitely could sense that he was feeling like he was and he looked over in the left hand corner. He was horrified about what was happening to him, but that wasn't the worst of it...a few seconds later, pulses of pain slowly jolted through his body as he felt his body starting to betray him.
"Ugh...what's happening? What's going on?"
"Well it's like I said earlier, you're jealous of me..."
"You better not be..."
"Oh don't worry, this is going to be fun."
A few unsettling crunching sounds were heard as Steven's arms slowly lengthened a little bit as his hands slowly shifted, his fingers lengthening as his skin slowly changed, losing imperfections as it also gruffened a little bit. His chest and torso slowly extended with a crunching sound as his dark grey suit slowly became a flashy crimson colored one, he panicked as he saw several of the accessories he brought with him fading away including his watch. The pain was something that was freaking him out but his altering appearance was even more of a concern as he screamed in agony. Whatever was happening to him, it was something that he was dreading and being horrified by at the same time.
"Ugh....no...it can't be!"
"Oh but it is, look at yourself Steven..."
Steven let out several agonized screams as he attempted to fight the changes, but that's when he noticed his legs...they were lengthening and contorting in the same way his arms were and his feet were altering to match his hands...in addition to this he groaned several times as his stomach became trimmer and his back lengthened, he tried to hold onto something for balance but he collapsed onto the ground, as he felt his height rapidly increasing from 5'9 to 5'10, his weight in general shifting too. His height slowly shifted from 184lbs to 154lbs, giving him a rather lithe but well trained and taken care of build. Even his measurements and waistline had shifted, he was now significantly different in terms of his build and it was scaring him. He gasped as his neckline lengthened and contorted itself, he screamed as the necklace he wore around his neck slipped off.
"Noooo....i'm turning into YOU? This isn't what I wanted."
"You can't always get what you want!"
He couldn't believe his eyes....he was turning into Mick, and he wasn't expecting it to happen at all. All he had wanted was to get back at him, admittedly he did feel jealous of him and more than a little bit bitter that he had lost the fight but he hoped that this was would be reversible and that he would be able to turn back into himself, he attempted to find something in the package that could do such a thing but the pain surged through him once again as he held his head in agony, his messy black hair lengthening and lightening as it smoothened, losing its trademark look as it turned a tawny brownish color. He panicked as his eyebrows turned the exact same color and thickened a little, his facial structure contorting with a slight crunch as his forehead shifted a little, his eyes widening as they turned from brown to a vivid shade of blue. His nose broadening a bit in shape as he could feel his mouth stretching, his mouth which was already a pretty impressive and large one contorted and widened a bit more, his lips darkening as they plumped up while remaining masculine, becoming oddly kissable in the process while his teeth brightened. His jawline realigning itself as his cheekbones sharpened, he groaned several times as his recognizable features warped and contorted themselves...slowly less resembling his own and resembling Mick's. A few of the beads in his hair fell out and landed on the ground as he panicked while feeling his changes.
"Look I have said i'm sorry...can't you stop this?"
"Now where's the fun in that? Besides, I like you better like this...you look better now than you usually do."
"But I look like you..."
"Exactly! It's like I said earlier, you obviously are jealous of me so I have decided to make you more like me."
He screamed and groaned a number of additional times as his features warped completely into Mick's and he didn't resemble the man he was earlier, oh no...he now looked like he could be Mick's twin, he sighed a little bit...thinking his transformation was finished but that's when the process reached another step, he let out a few more screams but as he did his voice gruffened and deepened, roughening and contorting as his inflection and vocal range changed, his accent and mannerisms changing from American to English, specifically one that came from Dartford in Kent. He coughed as this voice replaced his usual voice and then he covered his mouth in shock.
"This wasn't supposed to happen I was supposed to possess you...."
"And now i'm the one possessing you. I'm the one transforming you as well."
"Mick! This isn't fair, I asked earlier if we could just forget our little rivalry and be friends instead and I meant it...can't we just forget it?"
"It's too late for that....look at you, you're already so much like me you could be my twin."
"No, i'm not....i'll never be like you. Please fix this and turn me back, please...i'm sorry! I'm not like you, i'm not like you...i'm not like you."
"Look and listen to yourself there Mr Midnight Rambler....I think you'll find you're more like me than you thought."
He looked at his reflection in the mirror and what he saw wasn't his regular reflection, in fact due to his alterations he looked more like Mick...in fact he definitely looked like he could pass himself as his twin, and as he screamed once more at his changed appearance...that's when he noticed that not only did he now resemble him but he sounded exactly like him as well, he knew earlier that he was turning into him but this proved his theory from earlier right, he closed his eyes and hoped it was a nightmare and that he would wake up as his normal self - but as soon as his eyes reopened themselves, they gave off a supernatural glow as his mind slowly began to feel hazy, all of his memories and thoughts shifting inside it, making him wonder who he even was, traces of his usual self slowly being pushed out of his mind as the personality and mind of the person he was morphing into influenced him, he held his head in agony as he began to lose control of his thoughts in general and he was starting to think that he wasn't who he was. He was Steven Tyler, right? Or was he? It was all becoming a blur to him as every single memory of his was realigning and altering.
"No, i'm not you. I'm not Mick Jagger, i' m Steven Tyler! I'm not Mick, i'm Steven. I'm not Mick..."
Steven was fighting for his identity and for who he was but it was a fight that he wasn't winning as that new personality slowly influenced him further, making him feel like what was happening to him was a natural thing and that it made him feel good. He struggled and he attempted to resist the mind changes, trying to remember who he was...he was Steven Tyler, the lead singer of Aerosmith...that's what he repeated to himself as he tried to keep control, unfortunately his attempts to do so were put to a grinding halt once his mind slowly altered further, he tried to tell himself that he was who he was but his mind was thinking otherwise, his mind was telling him that he wasn't American and that he was English. That mindset continued to force itself into his mind. He spluttered...'I'm not Mick, i'm Steven Tyler. Why won't my mind believe me? I'm Steven Tyler for pete's sake..." but despite what his mouth was saying, his mind was saying and seeing things different, his mind was saying...'You are not Steven Tyler. You have never been him' while he was struggling to resist. His mind coaxed him even more as another aspect of his mind altered, this time it was knowledge of music and song lyrics, as they shifted from lyrics of songs by him and his band Aerosmith to lyrics of Rolling Stones songs. "No that's not right, that's not right..." He spluttered a few more times.
But no matter how many times he tried to object with his voice and his mouth...his mind countered with another alteration, this time it became a permanent one as his memories in general completely altered, shifting to match his appearance and voice, he now was gaining Mick's memories and within a few seconds later, his personality and mind were both taken over completely and when the transformation completed itself...the rocker that was once known as Steven Tyler was now a perfect double of Mick Jagger, even right down to possessing his memories. Mick looked over at himself in the mirror and examined his makeup, not that he needed to of course because he was naturally gifted in terms of his appearance and charisma alone. He purred a little and brushed his way in a manner similar to Mouth from The Goonies, but not before he heard the phone ring nearby, he picked up the phone and answered it.
"Hello? Hello? Is anyone there? I heard a distress call from nearby...I hope that nobody got hurt."
"Everything is fine."
"Wait...who is this? Where is Mr Tyler?"
"He's right here. Hello, i'm Steven Tyler! Everything's okay, you don't need to come over and help me or anything, everything is alright." He responded, putting on his best American accent and impersonation Tyler at the same time. "Everything is alright, there is no problem of any kind here. I was just getting all dolled up for a gig, that's all. You don't need to worry, not even in the slightest."
"Oh thank goodness...I was worried."
"Don't you worry, i've got things under control."
And with that Mick put down the phone and hung up, he chuckled a little bit before looking at the package that contained the amulet, he was very glad that his ultimate plan had worked and that he had been able to execute it so brilliantly. He chuckled slyly to himself as he hung out in the dressing room for a bit before leaving the dressing room and heading to the studio, thinking of another brilliant plan in the process. Of course he could use this to his advantage and thus he did, and the people of the city were none the wiser which is of course a good thing. He carried on and searched for other things to do in the meanwhile, and then he contacted Keith Richards a couple of seconds later.
As for what happened later, Mick returned to the Stones tour bus and caught up with his close companion and occasional love interest Mel, Mel was a koala-girl with magical abilities and she loved him no matter what he did, and he loved her in return, even though Mel herself didn't admit it, she really did find him to be quite a wonderful man. Remember my friends, rivalries do come and go but it's never healthy to hold a grudge, especially a grudge that holds onto you in return and sometimes vengeance just isn't the best answer. Any grudges that you may have had in the past can and will come back to haunt you if you're not lucky and they will make your life a living nightmare and take control of you. It's never healthy to hold grudges against people, in fact it's downright dangerous. Next time, make amends with your rival instead.
Steven Tyler to Mick Jagger tf/mc.
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There are people that get along with others rather well and then there are those who have fights and are considered each-other's rivals and in the music world there are many of those cases. Take the story of Aerosmith's lead singer and the lead singer of The Rolling Stones for example, after all they are the focus of of tonight's story. There had always been some kind of playful rivalry between Steven Tyler and Mick Jagger, and that rivalry was brought up in an episode of Celebrity Deathmatch where the two of them battled and Tyler lost. Mick took it in stride while Tyler seemed pissed, as in he wanted to be the winner of that episode and since then he had been planning his revenge, one evening while going backstage he came across a package that had been sent to him by a company that specialized in supernatural items, upon opening the package he discovered it was some kind of possession amulet. A devious plan came to his mind, using the amulet he would be able to take over Jagger's body and assume his form in order to get his vengeance, he chuckled to himself as he picked up the amulet and read the instructions, a sly smile spreading across his face.
He read the instructions carefully and put the amulet around his neck and he began to think of what he could do with it, however as he did so the amulet glowed and a spectral force aura surrounded it, an aura that seemed to be reading his thoughts and picking up on his every single little step. Steven thought he was alone in the room and he chuckled and muttered to himself, unaware of what was going on. Of course that would prove to be a big mistake as a ghostly smoke cloud materialized.
"That fool will not know what is coming to him."
"Oh I won't...will I?" A familiar English accented voice chimed in.
"I know that voice...please don't tell me..."
"Yes Steven it's me..."
The smoke cloud shapeshifted and materialized, transforming into Mick albeit a ghostly version of him. Mick chuckled to himself as Steven began to feel more than a little bit frightened. He had faced monsters before nothing quite like this, he tried to strangle him but his hands just went straight through him. Mick had the upperhand here and he had a plan of his own to boot. Since Steven was still bitter about losing and was obviously jealous of him because of that, he thought of a way to execute this little plan of his.
"Mick...how are you able to do this? And just how are you doing this?"
"The answers to your questions are right in front of you. You feel like it wasn't fair that you lost and I won. You want to get your revenge, you are seething with anger as I speak and you are more than a little bit jealous. You wish you were like me, don't you? Don't lie, I know you do. I can tell by the look on your face and I can see it in your eyes."
"Well yes, I want to get back at you..."
"And you thought that this amulet was going to help you with it?"
"Hell yeah. I could..."
"You could...what? Possess me? Try to ruin my reputation by pretending to be me and try to pass yourself off as me in hopes of nobody being able to notice or tell the difference between you and me? Well i'm sorry but you're not going to be able to execute that plan, especially not when I put my plan into action which will cancel your plans without a shadow of a doubt."
"You wouldn't do that, would you?"
"Oh I would...and I know that you'd get a kick out of this."
Steven screamed several times, before trying to call for help but nobody else was there and it was just him and Mick. Mick levitated around him, scaring him a large amount of times and performing some ghostly tricks before teasing him to come closer. The Aerosmith frontman was more than a little bit intimidated by Mick and his ghost powers, he panicked several times before trying to fight him off....he attempted to head over into the other rooms but Mick popped up everywhere in the area even in the mirror. His illusions were more than enough to shock and frightened him, but he had the feeling the English rock icon had something a lot worse in mind.
"Look, i'm sorry alright please don't do this to me!"
"Sorry isn't good enough.."
"Aaaaw come on, please? Can't we just be friends instead of enemies?"
"I gave you a chance ages ago, oh and don't bother to scream."
He screamed several times as Mick got closer and closer to him, Steven's mouth widened and contorted to a look of pure horror. Which enabled Mick to take advantage of this by taking on a liquid-like form and slurping himself into that mouth of his, Steven attempted to spit him out but he couldn't...as Mick slowly dove down his throat and in the process possessing him. A few gurgling noises emitted from his stomach as he felt like he had eaten something particularly horrible on the way to a concert, he hurried over to a mirror to see if he looked ill...he didn't look ill, but he definitely could sense that he was feeling like he was and he looked over in the left hand corner. He was horrified about what was happening to him, but that wasn't the worst of it...a few seconds later, pulses of pain slowly jolted through his body as he felt his body starting to betray him.
"Ugh...what's happening? What's going on?"
"Well it's like I said earlier, you're jealous of me..."
"You better not be..."
"Oh don't worry, this is going to be fun."
A few unsettling crunching sounds were heard as Steven's arms slowly lengthened a little bit as his hands slowly shifted, his fingers lengthening as his skin slowly changed, losing imperfections as it also gruffened a little bit. His chest and torso slowly extended with a crunching sound as his dark grey suit slowly became a flashy crimson colored one, he panicked as he saw several of the accessories he brought with him fading away including his watch. The pain was something that was freaking him out but his altering appearance was even more of a concern as he screamed in agony. Whatever was happening to him, it was something that he was dreading and being horrified by at the same time.
"Ugh....no...it can't be!"
"Oh but it is, look at yourself Steven..."
Steven let out several agonized screams as he attempted to fight the changes, but that's when he noticed his legs...they were lengthening and contorting in the same way his arms were and his feet were altering to match his hands...in addition to this he groaned several times as his stomach became trimmer and his back lengthened, he tried to hold onto something for balance but he collapsed onto the ground, as he felt his height rapidly increasing from 5'9 to 5'10, his weight in general shifting too. His height slowly shifted from 184lbs to 154lbs, giving him a rather lithe but well trained and taken care of build. Even his measurements and waistline had shifted, he was now significantly different in terms of his build and it was scaring him. He gasped as his neckline lengthened and contorted itself, he screamed as the necklace he wore around his neck slipped off.
"Noooo....i'm turning into YOU? This isn't what I wanted."
"You can't always get what you want!"
He couldn't believe his eyes....he was turning into Mick, and he wasn't expecting it to happen at all. All he had wanted was to get back at him, admittedly he did feel jealous of him and more than a little bit bitter that he had lost the fight but he hoped that this was would be reversible and that he would be able to turn back into himself, he attempted to find something in the package that could do such a thing but the pain surged through him once again as he held his head in agony, his messy black hair lengthening and lightening as it smoothened, losing its trademark look as it turned a tawny brownish color. He panicked as his eyebrows turned the exact same color and thickened a little, his facial structure contorting with a slight crunch as his forehead shifted a little, his eyes widening as they turned from brown to a vivid shade of blue. His nose broadening a bit in shape as he could feel his mouth stretching, his mouth which was already a pretty impressive and large one contorted and widened a bit more, his lips darkening as they plumped up while remaining masculine, becoming oddly kissable in the process while his teeth brightened. His jawline realigning itself as his cheekbones sharpened, he groaned several times as his recognizable features warped and contorted themselves...slowly less resembling his own and resembling Mick's. A few of the beads in his hair fell out and landed on the ground as he panicked while feeling his changes.
"Look I have said i'm sorry...can't you stop this?"
"Now where's the fun in that? Besides, I like you better like this...you look better now than you usually do."
"But I look like you..."
"Exactly! It's like I said earlier, you obviously are jealous of me so I have decided to make you more like me."
He screamed and groaned a number of additional times as his features warped completely into Mick's and he didn't resemble the man he was earlier, oh no...he now looked like he could be Mick's twin, he sighed a little bit...thinking his transformation was finished but that's when the process reached another step, he let out a few more screams but as he did his voice gruffened and deepened, roughening and contorting as his inflection and vocal range changed, his accent and mannerisms changing from American to English, specifically one that came from Dartford in Kent. He coughed as this voice replaced his usual voice and then he covered his mouth in shock.
"This wasn't supposed to happen I was supposed to possess you...."
"And now i'm the one possessing you. I'm the one transforming you as well."
"Mick! This isn't fair, I asked earlier if we could just forget our little rivalry and be friends instead and I meant it...can't we just forget it?"
"It's too late for that....look at you, you're already so much like me you could be my twin."
"No, i'm not....i'll never be like you. Please fix this and turn me back, please...i'm sorry! I'm not like you, i'm not like you...i'm not like you."
"Look and listen to yourself there Mr Midnight Rambler....I think you'll find you're more like me than you thought."
He looked at his reflection in the mirror and what he saw wasn't his regular reflection, in fact due to his alterations he looked more like Mick...in fact he definitely looked like he could pass himself as his twin, and as he screamed once more at his changed appearance...that's when he noticed that not only did he now resemble him but he sounded exactly like him as well, he knew earlier that he was turning into him but this proved his theory from earlier right, he closed his eyes and hoped it was a nightmare and that he would wake up as his normal self - but as soon as his eyes reopened themselves, they gave off a supernatural glow as his mind slowly began to feel hazy, all of his memories and thoughts shifting inside it, making him wonder who he even was, traces of his usual self slowly being pushed out of his mind as the personality and mind of the person he was morphing into influenced him, he held his head in agony as he began to lose control of his thoughts in general and he was starting to think that he wasn't who he was. He was Steven Tyler, right? Or was he? It was all becoming a blur to him as every single memory of his was realigning and altering.
"No, i'm not you. I'm not Mick Jagger, i' m Steven Tyler! I'm not Mick, i'm Steven. I'm not Mick..."
Steven was fighting for his identity and for who he was but it was a fight that he wasn't winning as that new personality slowly influenced him further, making him feel like what was happening to him was a natural thing and that it made him feel good. He struggled and he attempted to resist the mind changes, trying to remember who he was...he was Steven Tyler, the lead singer of Aerosmith...that's what he repeated to himself as he tried to keep control, unfortunately his attempts to do so were put to a grinding halt once his mind slowly altered further, he tried to tell himself that he was who he was but his mind was thinking otherwise, his mind was telling him that he wasn't American and that he was English. That mindset continued to force itself into his mind. He spluttered...'I'm not Mick, i'm Steven Tyler. Why won't my mind believe me? I'm Steven Tyler for pete's sake..." but despite what his mouth was saying, his mind was saying and seeing things different, his mind was saying...'You are not Steven Tyler. You have never been him' while he was struggling to resist. His mind coaxed him even more as another aspect of his mind altered, this time it was knowledge of music and song lyrics, as they shifted from lyrics of songs by him and his band Aerosmith to lyrics of Rolling Stones songs. "No that's not right, that's not right..." He spluttered a few more times.
But no matter how many times he tried to object with his voice and his mouth...his mind countered with another alteration, this time it became a permanent one as his memories in general completely altered, shifting to match his appearance and voice, he now was gaining Mick's memories and within a few seconds later, his personality and mind were both taken over completely and when the transformation completed itself...the rocker that was once known as Steven Tyler was now a perfect double of Mick Jagger, even right down to possessing his memories. Mick looked over at himself in the mirror and examined his makeup, not that he needed to of course because he was naturally gifted in terms of his appearance and charisma alone. He purred a little and brushed his way in a manner similar to Mouth from The Goonies, but not before he heard the phone ring nearby, he picked up the phone and answered it.
"Hello? Hello? Is anyone there? I heard a distress call from nearby...I hope that nobody got hurt."
"Everything is fine."
"Wait...who is this? Where is Mr Tyler?"
"He's right here. Hello, i'm Steven Tyler! Everything's okay, you don't need to come over and help me or anything, everything is alright." He responded, putting on his best American accent and impersonation Tyler at the same time. "Everything is alright, there is no problem of any kind here. I was just getting all dolled up for a gig, that's all. You don't need to worry, not even in the slightest."
"Oh thank goodness...I was worried."
"Don't you worry, i've got things under control."
And with that Mick put down the phone and hung up, he chuckled a little bit before looking at the package that contained the amulet, he was very glad that his ultimate plan had worked and that he had been able to execute it so brilliantly. He chuckled slyly to himself as he hung out in the dressing room for a bit before leaving the dressing room and heading to the studio, thinking of another brilliant plan in the process. Of course he could use this to his advantage and thus he did, and the people of the city were none the wiser which is of course a good thing. He carried on and searched for other things to do in the meanwhile, and then he contacted Keith Richards a couple of seconds later.
As for what happened later, Mick returned to the Stones tour bus and caught up with his close companion and occasional love interest Mel, Mel was a koala-girl with magical abilities and she loved him no matter what he did, and he loved her in return, even though Mel herself didn't admit it, she really did find him to be quite a wonderful man. Remember my friends, rivalries do come and go but it's never healthy to hold a grudge, especially a grudge that holds onto you in return and sometimes vengeance just isn't the best answer. Any grudges that you may have had in the past can and will come back to haunt you if you're not lucky and they will make your life a living nightmare and take control of you. It's never healthy to hold grudges against people, in fact it's downright dangerous. Next time, make amends with your rival instead.
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