Up went one arm while the other dropped down. The fuzzy little reddish-orange plush hopped up and managed to hug to the dumbbell that went down, wiggling its way on top of it as the weight was brought back up. Tyran's light blue eyes glanced down at the odd looking object resting on his workout tool. To his surprise the little plush turned its head towards him, causing the rex to hurl the weight down onto the floor with a loud BANG while the plush held on for dear life. Tyran stood up in time with the plush and it began to glow red and before the carnivore's eyes came a spirit out from the fuzzy doll, almost perfectly matching its appearance. Arms folded, cocky grin, eyes a heterochromia combination of yellow and purple. The dragonic spirit ruffled his bright yellow hair as the rest of his self formed, the chains on his golden shackles clinking ever so slightly.
"Evening, raptor!" the spirit spoke excitedly.
"Rex.." Tyran responded bluntly, not a fan of being confused with the smaller, lesser creatures since he considered himself top of the food chain.
"Rex! Yes! And you're putting the T in that Rex with all that Testosterone! HAH!" the spirit laughed. "Manners! Manners! My name is Winston! Winston Khalem!"
"Nice.. to meet you?" the rex tilted his head to the side. "Tyran.. Tyran Blau."
Winston's eyes lit up as he nodded quickly to the name. "Tyran! Tyyyran... Tyran for Tyranno.. Tyrannosaurus Rex! Bahahaha!!"
"Yeah.. thanks for the heads-up" the rex grumbled. "Whaddya want?" he asks with a huff through his nose.
"You're taking seeing a ghost awfully well.. I like you" Winston snickered deviously before straightening up and clearing his throat. "Tyran my man! How would you like to be TEN.. count 'em.. TEN times stronger! Ehhh? Y'like the sound of that? Good!" Winston's hand curled up into a fist and lightly smacked the palm of his other hand. The fist came back up and a thumb pointed back towards the specter. "With MY help" Winston began once more, bringing an arm up and pointing to his flexing bicep. "You can be as strong as-"
"No thanks.. got it covered" Tyran brought his own bicep up and flexed hard. The rex's arm was twice as big as Winston's and the primal predator smirked as the ghost's smug grin disappeared.

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Possession themed comic done by  JAZcabungcal that I got in collab with my good friend  zivanedison

Tyran Blau ©  BigLovingWolf

Winston Khalem ©  zivanedison