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Azure stood in front of them. Two Time’s dagger lodged in their chest, crimson slowly running down his already blood-soaked garnets. He was speaking- or at least his mouth was moving. everything around Two Time was silent, other than the high pitched ringing that echoed through their head, like a dog whistle.
“I’ll never forgive you, Two. You threw us away. You chose the Spawn, over me.” His voice sliced through the ringing like a dagger slashing skin. “I loved you. we could have a future. without the Spawn, without the church, without Amarah breathing over your shoulder and controlling you like a puppet.” His voice raised with increasing anger, stepping forward slow, and staggered steps, until he was right in-front of Two Time.
“You do not deserve my forgiveness. nor did you ever deserve my love.” Two Time felt Azures cold hands wrap around their neck, pressure increasing as they could do nothing but stand there.
“..i-..i’m so sorry, my love..”They choked out, before their limp body crumpled to the ground with a satisfying thump.
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Two Time woke up in the familiar cabin they had been housed in, in this forsaken realm. Their heart was pounding and it was hard to breathe. Their chest ached and they felt nauseous, to the point where standing up made them crumble to the floor, as they coughed, dry hacking for a good 5 minutes. They opened up their eyes, feeling liquid dripping from their mouth. Blood, although it was a purple tint, similar looking to poison made from nightshades. flower petals fell from their open mouth, each wrinkled and torn. Two Times body shook with every staggering breath they took, panic filling their eyes.
They heard faint knocking on their cabin door- a familiar voice speaking to them.
“Two Time! Next round starts in 20! Come on out and eat with us, yeah?” The voice of the soldier- Guest 1337, called out to them.
“A-..” They attempted to speak, but instead ended up choking on air, coughing violently.
“..Alright- I’ll be out in a moment, soldier.” They replied, getting up from their knees, hauling themselves off the floor. The small vanity on top of a dresser held miscellaneous things, the cleanest being the altar they held for the Spawn. They made a quick prayer, hoping this flower thing was just a phase, or short sickness, and out they were. Even if they were probably dying from flowers in them, they at least had to pray. It was sinful to forget prayers and worship. Spawn didn’t accept sinners under their arms.
“Two! There you are!” Elliot ran over as Two Time walked through the doors of the main cabin.
“Ah, I apologize if i’ve made you feel worried, dear pizza boy.”
“No, its alright. Just glad you’re doing okay.” Okay? Yeah, sure they were fine. Just coughing up (probably) poison, and spitting up flowers.
“Thank you for your kindness, may the Spawn bless you!” They forced a smile upon their face, nodding in thanks. They would be fine as long as the round went smoothly and those flowers stayed deep inside their memories, not rising to the surface.
Killer: 1x1x1x1
A poison based killer- perfect for their condition. After setting down their ritual in a well hidden corner, saying a short prayer to Spawn, and going to work on a generator, accompanied by Noob. They saw Noobs shaking hands struggling to connect the wires, although Two Time finished it up rather quickly.
“Y-You’re pretty fast with those..” Noob spoke up as Two Time was walking off. They turned back to her with gratitude.
“I suppose so, thank you for the kind words!” They dipped their head in thanks, before running off to find the killer. They noticed their stamina draining faster, and it was harder to catch their breath. Maybe they should stop sprinting so much.. it would be embarrassing if a coughing fit happened in-front of a fellow survivor.
“Oi! Two Time!” Builderman spotted them catching their breath, waving them over.
“Did you need something from me, Builderman?”
“Nah, Yer doing okay though? Yer seem to be more tired today.” The older man stated, concern dripping from his words. It was disgusting really, pity and concern twords others. Especially those who are already long gone.
“Ah, yes im fine! Had some trouble sleeping last night is all, nothing new!” It wasn’t concerning if a survivor had issues sleeping. everyone in this hellhole probably couldn’t remember the last time they had a good rest, which is exactly why using it as an excuse was perfect.
“Kay.. Be careful out there. 1x1x1x1 isn’t the easiest monster to face here.” Two Time nodded, before running off again. Where was 1x, speaking of? They had practically walked around the whole map and no sign of him. Two continued to walk around the map, not seeing many other survivors, yet they could see their health going down. Where was everyone, seriously? And if everyone was gone, why did Two Time feel so on edge?
It had to just be paranoia. The more they walked the more that it felt harder to breathe. Sure it was midly concerning, but maybe it was just anxiety. 1x is scary, I suppose.
After 20 minutes of walking everyone else came into Two Times vision. And of course, Guest 1337 and Shedletsky were ragebaiting 1x1x1x1, Chance was begging Elliot for pizza, Noob, Veeronica, and Dusekkar were working on a machine. Two Time decided that they had enough energy to sprint and back stab the killer. Seemed like a great idea in advance, but as they snuck up being him, crouching and ready to leap, their vision wavered, and they felt more lightheaded than before. Then, the coughing came, violent ones. 1x1x1x1 whipped around just in time to watch Two Time collapse to the ground, unconscious.