He came back from his "European vacation" when I was about 4 or 5, he tried very hard to make up for lost time, while my mom fought to keep him away from me. I think Foggy even got involved then, that was back when they were still dating. It's all kind of a blur. Ultimately it didn't matter, because he died when I was 7.
But he left journals behind. A bunch of them. I've read them so many times I'm pretty sure I could recite them from memory.
[After all, they were practically his bible growing up. He used them to teach himself how to be a better Osborn, how to be a better Green Goblin.
Now they're just a reminder of how he wasted his life trying to follow in the footsteps of a madman.]
I know he's crazy, and evil, and whatever it is that you are trying to warn me about. But he's also family, like it or not. And that's my greatest advantage over him: he thinks he can get me to crack, to control me, and ruin my life the same way he ruined my father's.
But I'm stronger than he thinks.
[Uh, don't be alarmed, but Normie's clothes appear to be... moving. Nothing visible to the naked eye of those nearby, but there's a slight sound of something brushing against Normie's skin that shouldn't be possible without a breeze, not to mention that that "something" doesn't sound a whole lot like cloth.]
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But he left journals behind. A bunch of them. I've read them so many times I'm pretty sure I could recite them from memory.
[After all, they were practically his bible growing up. He used them to teach himself how to be a better Osborn, how to be a better Green Goblin.
Now they're just a reminder of how he wasted his life trying to follow in the footsteps of a madman.]
I know he's crazy, and evil, and whatever it is that you are trying to warn me about. But he's also family, like it or not. And that's my greatest advantage over him: he thinks he can get me to crack, to control me, and ruin my life the same way he ruined my father's.
But I'm stronger than he thinks.
[Uh, don't be alarmed, but Normie's clothes appear to be... moving. Nothing visible to the naked eye of those nearby, but there's a slight sound of something brushing against Normie's skin that shouldn't be possible without a breeze, not to mention that that "something" doesn't sound a whole lot like cloth.]