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Flowers needed a friend.

Ever since it began thinking for itself, ever since it realized what it had been doing, Flowers felt horrible. It did, in fact, until the day Taph showed up.

'Hello?' Taph signed. Flowers tilted its head. 'Are you okay?'

'I do not know,' Flowers replied.

'Wait- you can understand me?' Flowers nodded.

'I can only make this whistling sound, after all.' The two were sitting outside at the dock, Flowers' tall head gently swaying in the breeze.

"Taph?"

Taph and Flowers simultaneously turned around to find a... pumpkin guy?

'Dusekkar!' Taph signed. 'This is- uh...' Taph turned to look up at Flowers. 'What's your name?'

'Flowers.'

"Ah. Greetings, Flowers," Dusekkar said. "My name is Dusekkar, you've known Taph for how many hours?"

'0.'

"I see. Shall I let you two be?"

Flowers and Taph nodded.

'What do you mean by, "I do not know," as an answer to my question?' Taph continued.

'I guess I feel bad for what I do, and I just need a friend.'

'I can be your friend.' Taph offered.

Flowers nodded at the proposal, but was struck with a thought. 'What if I blank out and attack you?' It said.

'I will respawn and forgive you.'

Flowers creature crawled over to Dusekkar. 'DUSEKKAR YOU HAVE A REALLY GOOD FRIEND,' Flowers signed.

"Thank you?"

'Yes, and-' Flowers was cut off by a familiar feeling. A feeling of faint, despair, and malevolence.

'Get away from me,' Flowers signed frantically.

"Flowers, may I ask what is going on?"

'You will see. Stay away from me-'

Its signing was cut off by its limbs growing. Head stretching, and the whistle.

"Can you hear the whistle?"

Flowers' face twisted in agony as its body bent in cruel ways once again.

"Cover your ears."

And the whistle blew. Sadly, Dusekkar was not able to cover his ears in time, and he promptly had something happen that was not good.

Flowers' world went black, and it fell to the ground with a thunk.

'Dusekkar?' Flowers inquired at the shaking body. Realizing what had happened, Flowers panicked and ran inside Dusekkar's cabin with him in his arms.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Flowers screamed, hoping to get everyone's attention.

It worked.

"DUSEKKAR WHAT HAPPENED!" a burger guy screamed. Flowers laid him down on the couch gently. 'I'm sorry- I think I did something wrong-'

"What do we do?"

'Usually take him to a hospital or get him treated for seziures?'

"You did this to him. Leave."

So Flowers left. It ran to taph, who was still staring at the water.

'Taph?'

'Yeah?'

'Go inside. I'm sorry.'

Taph looked around, saw that Dusekkar was not there, and ran inside, leaving Flowers by itself.

'Why...' Flowers started, clawing at its black skin. He felt little pricks of pain, but who was it to care? It did worse all the time. It started to bleed, slowly, turning quickly.

'Why was I cursed with this ability...'

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It had trouble controlling its urges.

Controlling its urges to let loose was something Flowers could only dream of.

Flowers felt a hand on its shoulder. It looked back to see Taph.

'Dusekkar wants to see you.'

Flowers sat up from the dock, its feet wet from the ocean, and started walking in the direction of the survivor's cabin.

'Is he going to punish me?' Flowers asked. Taph shook his head. 'He only wants a kind word.'

And a kind word it was. It was a word of, despite the other survivors' remarks, forgiveness.

"Go to that cabin of thou, hurry, they await you now," Dusekkar finished. Flowers game him a quick hug and ducked under the survivor cabin door.

Flowers walked along the trail, through the trees, path dimly lit by the occasional weak lanterns. It opened the door and ducked in. 'Hi, guys,' it signed.

"Hi prakhim!" C00lkidd said entusiastically.

'Just Flowers,' It signed. 'spare the trouble.'

"Oh, ok. Hi Flowers!"

Flowers laughed, which sounded eerie, and went back outside to sleep. The cabin didn't have a room big enough for it, so it got to sleep outside. Yay.

Flowers settled into the absolutely not little nest and laid down. It had friends who were there for it when it went violent. Friends who cared, Friends who didn't encourage it and helped it through the dilemma instead.

Those friends couldn't be found in the killer cabin.

Slowly, but surely, Flowers went to sleep.

The next day, Flowers was in a round. It was in a round against its will, It wasn't in a violent episode like usual.

"AAAHHH?" It called, looking for Taph and Dusekkar.

'Hello..?' Flowers looked down to see Taph tapping on its leg. It sat down in response.

'Hi,' It signed. 'I'm sorry about Dusekkar.'

'No, I get it,' Taph signed. 'You don't have control over your actions.'

Meanwhile the killers

"What the #### is that thing doing."

John Doe looked at 1x with concern. "Throwing the round."

"NO #### SHERLOCK. WHY."

"It's talking with a survivor about... being friends?"

"AAAAAUUUUGGGHHHHH. I am going to FLAY that thing ALIVE."

"Let's not get too hasty-"

*Insert sound of 1x slapping John Doe HARD in the face*

"OW!!! >:("

"DON'T QUESTION ME."

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'Please...' Flowers signed to Taph. 'Just let me go. I'm not worth being here.'

'You are worth being here.'

Flowers curled up into the fetal position and lolled on its side, beginning to cry.

"H-Hello?"

Flowers looked up to see a new person- the burger guy who had pushed it away earlier.

"I'm sorry."

For a split second, Flowers thought he actually meant it.

'Thank you-'

And the burger man's face contorted into an unnatural smile.

"You really think you are worthy of forgiveness?" This time, the voice was echoing inside its head. "Look at what you have done. You are a monster." Flowers reacted in the worst way possible- putting one of its hands on the burger man's face, distorting him and killing him almost instantly. Flowers cried once more at what it had done and started repeatedly hitting its forehead into a nearby wall.

(Map is glass houses for context)

Why couldn't it be an innocent being? 

"What. Was. That." Flowers flinched as 1x1x1x1 stepped closer and closer to it in the killer cabin.

'I'm sorry-'

"No you're not. You don't even want to be one of us."

'I couldn't help it- I-'

"Leave." 1x's voice was cold. "You don't belong here anymore."

Flowers ran out of the killer cabin, crying. It didn't belong anywhere, did it? Crying, Flowers ran along the trail, nearing the docks. It sat down, letting its feet become soaked by the ocean water. It started clawing at its own arms, a familiar comfort as it started to bleed, dripping black blood on the wooden boards of the dock. It deserved every ounce of the pain. The lost blood. It continued until it felt dizzy, a sign to stop before it could be caught. Of course, it had no one who would care previously, but now, it didn't want to worry Dusekkar and Taph. They were the only ones who cared about Flowers.

"Flowers?"

Too late.

Flowers turned around to see Dusekkar, eyeing the black liquid on the floorboards.

"Pardon, Flowers, may I ask, what is that in which you bask?" He said, pointing to Flowers' blood. Instead of answering, Flowers turned away. Realization set in as Dusekkar started washing the dock off with his magic staff.

"Flowers," Dusekkar said once again, beckoning it to turn around.

"No matter what the others say, I will make sure you turn out okay."

Flowers returned the embrace, dawning on it that there were two beings who actually cared about it.

And those two were worth fighting for.

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'What's this?' Flowers asked Taph.

'It's an avocado.'

Flowers shrugged. 'What do I do with it?' it asked.

'You eat it.'

Flowers tilted its head at the small thing. It was hungry.

Flowers picked the thing up from the ground and immediately regretted it. The "Avocado" immediately splattered onto its hands, coating Flowers' left arm in a green-brown oily sludge. It had only one option to react to the new sensory input.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

Then flowers promptly passed out onto the floor.

Cliffhanger??

No, flowers turns out ok, i just have 0 motivation left so here is a singular grain of rice to fill your hunger

I will write a real chapter soon! and yes this chapter is canon to the story!

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"Flowers?"

"Flowers..."

Flowers blinked awake to see Dusekkar crouched next to it. It was on the couch of the survivors' cabin. Strange.

'Why am I here?' Flowers groggily signed.

"Taph was worried so he took you in. He says you went through quite the spin."

'But why am I in the survivor cabin?'

"The killers cast you out, no? to do the same, we wouldn't differ from them, so..."

'Am I a survivor?'

"That, I do not know. Not a killer, I only hope."

'Well, thanks-' A pounding headache descended onto Flowers. Its eyes blurred and it swayed over before it went away, knocking its head on a nearby coffee table in the process. 

"You seem to be having rebound symptoms of your attack, the knockout may or may not come back."

'huh?'

The knockout came back before Dusekkar could answer. Flowers blinked awake to Dusekkar's voice.

"Lay down. Stay down."

That was simple enough. Flowers laid itself down on the wooden floorboards and slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Dusekkar and Taph were the first two survivors to come downstairs. Flowers was crouched under the kitchen ceiling, trying to make omlettes while maintaining a horrible posture. (1x1x1x1 taught it how YOU CANNOT PROVE OTHERWISE)

'Morning :D' Flowers signed happily, watching as the two hugged him.

'I'm happy you're better, Flowers!' Taph signed enthusiastically.

'Thanks!'

"Holy bread and pizza dough, where in Telamon is the avocado?"

Flowers stiffened at the mention of avocado.

'we. do. not. talk. about. avocado.'

"My apologies, dear friend."

'Do you want to see something cool though?'

'YEAH'

"Sure, and Taph, please keep your audio down."

Taph and Flowers simultaneously gave Dusekkar the "are you ####ing STUPID" look.

"My bad, dear Taph."

'ANYWAY.' Flowers interrupted by producing something.

A filmstrip.

'I got this to develop last night,' Flowers said. 'Look what it is!'

The film included:

1x1x1x1 Picking his nose, creating his first green bean oi oi minion

John Doe with his spike arm stuck in the ground and him crying trying to get it out

AND

Jason

with

a miniskirt

drinking monster energy

and crying into their pillow.

"All three of those were very fun. Flowers, can you explain the last one?"

Flowers tried hard not to scream-laugh. 'Jason is having thoughts. They want a redesign and is trying to earn it from the spectre by acting crazy.' Flowers paused, thinking. 'Or maybe they are just suffering from gender dysphoria.'

'Probably both,' Taph piped up. 'I know the feeling.'

'What?'

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Jason stood in his room. Why was he thinking like this? Why did he hate his body so badly?

knock knock knock

He opened his door, but nobody was there. He heard it again, and it was coming from... his window? strange. He opened his window, finding Flowers, reaching him up on the second story.

'Can we have a conversation?' Flowers asked.

'Sure.'

Flowers grabbed Jason and took him out through the window.

'Where are you taking me?' Jason signed.

Nothing.

Flowers put Jason down at a dock, leading out into the ocean. Flowers sat down, and asked Jason about himself.

'I don't really know, I think I'm confused about myself.'

'In what ways?'

'I don't feel right in my body.'

Flowers felt itself twist in a familiar feeling.

'Shall I retrieve someone who you can talk to?'

'Sure.'

And Flowers left for the survivors' cabin, with one person in mind.

Taph.

'Someone needs your help, Taph,' Flowers signed. 'They are at the docks.'

Taph followed it with curiosity. 'What does this person need?'

'Your advice.'

Jason was sitting at the dock.

Flowers left the conversation to try and sleep, but with no avail.

When it watched the rounds next day, it noticed Jason being a little... happier.

'Jason you are happier!' Flowers signed.

'I found myself,' Jason replied. 'New name.'

'What name?'

'Slasher.'

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'Slasher is a cool name,' Flowers signed.

'Yes,' Slasher said.

(we putting the Slasher in the she slash her)

Slasher sat down by the docks, feeling the water on her hands.

'Are you a survivor now?' she asked.

'I do not know what I am,' Flowers signed in response. Flowers proceeded to begin crying.

'Why are you sad?' Slasher asked.

'I do not know where I belong.' Flowers curled up in the fetal position before rolling onto its side. 'I was banished from my home.' It felt a pat on its back from Slasher as it cried and clawed at itself. Its breathing quickened as it remembered 1x1x1x1's harsh words. It would never belong anywhere, would it?

Flowers wished it could just stop. Without warning, it fell into the lake, still in the fetal position. It considered getting out, but decided against it. It would respawn anyway. It just needed a little break for a few minutes. The water filled its lungs and pain shot through its chest, its vision brighter, then dark. It felt calm, despite the fact that it was drowning. Maybe it was an intervention.

Maybe.

Slasher waited for Flowers to come to the surface, but it didn't. She was scared. Would it respawn? She knew it would, all she had to do was wait.

All she had to do was wait.

"Flowers is gone for now," a voice in his head said. "It will return one day."

Flowers was in a void.

"Hello, Flowers," a voice in its head said. "I don't like that stunt you pulled." Flowers awaited punishment.

"Maybe some isolation would do you good."