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The round was still on going.
Noob.. noob was being noob and trying to fix a generator with their shaky hands, they had heard the shenanigans with Mr doombringer and dusekkar... Let's say.. they cried while watching them... Them paused like.. right after doombringer low-key just casually squashed dusekkar.
Red to red! Blue to blue.. cyan to cyan.. eye to eye! So alive! We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky! Shine bright like a diamond!
Infact! They were so distracted with the generator they had not realized doombringer's fat ass creeping up on them.
He raised his Banhammer, ready to strike- or squash noob like dusekkar.. until... HOLT SHIT!! IT'S TWO TIME COMING TO SAVE THE DDAAAyyy...
Twotime missed... By an inch btw, they froze. Along with noob who's ass finally decided to look behind them... Blinking a few times.. slowly..
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Oh! The both were back in the survivor's cabin! Horay! Anyways, time to check the groupchat!
Guest1337: dear god, twotime. How did you miss that? Damn.
Takeyourchanceboy: damn.
Ilovespawn: it was only by ONE inch! It was just a small mistake! On spawn!
Top3bestfather's: you're literally becoming like shedletsky, vro can BARELY hit... And the other meaning if you know what I know.. wink wink..
Bestsfothplayer: that's tuff for someone who literally just teleports and hide💔🙅🫵😔😭😭😭🙏🙏⁉️⁉️⁉️
Gachaphase: ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️😮😮😮😮🤔🤔🤔❓❓❓
Builderman: dusekkar has been quite quiet ever since, are you doing well? (Builderman says as the author forgets like half the other characters)
Pumpkinspicelatte: ...I... Was about to hit..! I swear!
Gachaphase: 😤🍀👬, 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣
Pumpkinspicelatte: taph, I am gonna beat your ass. Respectfully, don't take it too personal.
[Killer gc!!]
Iamthedoombringer: chat, I swear, I WAS about to pull dusekkar but my fat ass decided to kill him. What do I do?!
Tagpro110: what does Mr doombringer mean by pull??
Johnpork: nioyhgn inpodtredfs, ygpbr tkkoo ypoing tok umfersyandybv
Ineedmoreggs: can someone get a translator or smth
IHATESPAWN: gotchu vro.
Imissmyhusband has been added!
Imissmyhusband: who are you all? What am I doing here?
Bluestdudhere: chillax, dude. Just needed a translator for the pork
Johnpork: wbkos ghags pplllrrysyy lsfie?!;!
Imissmyhusband: JOHN?! I thought you were missing! I've been breaking my back over here because YOUR fatass decided to take off into la-la land with the most shittiest spelling ever!
Johnpork: j lokd en frispu
Ilovemymomma: kikikimamama, ki ki.. ma maaa.. kiiikkiiikkkkkk.. maamamamaaaaam..
Imissmyhusband: ...I'm just.. gonna leave..
[Survivor cabin!!]
Twotime had slipped into the kitchen from where Elliot was, he was preparing some pizza for dinner.. he was completely oblivious to twotime's presence lurking behind him.
Suddenly! He felt it.. twotime's cold boney fingers on both of his shoulders.. Elliot had obviously tensed up at how COLD and how he could literally feel their BONES through the flesh and skin..
"Hello my dear friend!" Twotime chirped enthusiastically, thought, It sounded... Fake. A wide ear-to-ear grin plastered across their face as they tilted their head to the side, probably trying to get a better view of Elliot's face..
Elliot had slooowwwwwwllllyyyy began to turn around, putting on his best customer service smile before just.. smiling and nodding. "Hey, twotime! Need anything?" The worker returned the greeting, to be honest, Elliot felt.. a little creeped out at twotime's wide ear-to-ear grin plastered across their face. It made him feel.. let's say, uneasy.
"I do have a certain something for you.. a.. request!" They chirped yet again, their tone sickly sweet with a faux grin.
Elliot felt even MORE uneasy at their words.. I mean.. A REQUEST.. FROM TWOTIME?! Ohohoooo, that shit is a DEATH WISH.
".. what's the request..?" Elliot questioned, his tone unsure as he stared at the person Infront of him.. pressing his lips into a thin line as he would wait for twotime's answer... Or request.
"Simple! The spawn has chosen YOU! They want YOU to be blessed, to be chosen, to be powerful! I request that.. you join the spawn! You'll have the spawn's fully devoted attention! Wouldn't that be great!" The cultist grin widened even more, their tone uncannily cheerful and enthusiastic... Meanwhile! Elliot was wondering why tf the spawn chose HIM..
Vro was literally a minimum wage worker in his past life, NO WAY HE IS THE CHOSEN ONE(...ava...Alan Becker..) ?!?! Unless he was the chosen one of minimum wage, stupidly good pizza!
Elliot paused for a second, thinking over twotime's words before shaking his head no. "..I'm sorry, twotime. But, I don't think-" Elliot cut himself off before he could say anything else, lowering his head to avert his gaze to the ground as he hesitantly continued his sentence; "...just- I'll have to think it over.. y'know?" He mumbled, he had to admit, his voice quieter than he even liked..
Twotime's grin immediately faded... Goodluck Elliot!
0K4Y, N0W B7H BY3!!