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007n7 brought the cold metal gun to the side of his head, his pointer finger on the trigger. BOOM! Gunshot through his head, blood everywhere; splattered on the walls, his clothes. His body lay against his dresser, by a photo of the weird red creature he calls his 'son'.
What?
007n7 opened his eyes, he felt super dizzy. "What... I thought I... Why am I still alive?" 007n7 asked himself, disappointed that he 'couldn't finish the job'. "I'm so fucking pathetic, can't even kill myself proper-" He got cut off by this grey human.
"HEY ELLIOT!! LOOK ITS A NEW GUY, WE HAVEN'T HAD A NEW GUY IN SO LONG EVER SINCE TIMEY JOINED!" They exclaimed, their hand was on their head; holding a fedora tightly for some reason. 007n7 examined the human..? with his eyes closely, then his eyes flicked down to another person; they were slightly shorter, had black and blue-ish hair. They seem to be playing a card game like Uno or something with the other people. "Timmeeyy, wakey wakey! Thinking about 'the lovely Spawn'?" The human poked at the other person, the person looked over their shoulder for a split second then back down at their cards. "Ignore Timey, they're soooooooooo~ rude. I'm Chance, you are?" Chance asked, looking 007n7 up and down.
"007n7," 007n7 murmured his reply. He looked back down at his right hand, the one that had just been holding a gun for sure! I mean... he felt the gunshot through his head, he should be dead right?
"Heh, nice name... I'll call you Sev."
"Sev?" 007n7 repeated. Someone used to call him this... Noli? Who was it.. he couldn't remember their name. But he could remember screams of agony after him persuading someone to grab this thing... His thoughts were all static-ey and weird... "Surely I can remember this, It's just a stupid person... Stupid nickname, stupid everything. Fuck this..." He thought. Staring down at the wooden floor, thinking hard. "S3v... PLEASE H33LPP MEE THE STAR IT-IT'S EATING ME ALIVE... S3V H3LP M3. WHA44T ARE YOU DOING JUST STANDING THERE? YOU T0LD ME IT'5 FIN3 TO TOUCH! YOU PROMISED ME... SEVEN!" A scream came from this rotting body infront of his feet, blood dripping onto his shoes. He would've made a witty comment about 'Stop touching my shoes with your yucky blood!' though he couldn't talk, couldn't do anything. "S3V PLEAS3 H3LP ME IT'S EATING ME IT-1T'5 DO1NG S0M3THING HELP ME!" the corpse would cry, screaming in pain as the star it was holding seemed to harm the corpse. "i sw34r 53v. d0 s0m3th1ng." one last mutter. One last scream, one last splatter of blood going all over 007n7, on his face clothes and anything he had. "NOLI! NOLI...? NOLI ARE YOU OK? NOLI SAY SOMETHING PLEASE!" He'd call out, looking down at the body. He sat down on the floor by the body, not knowing what to do he started sobbing. Sobbing hard. "NOLI!" he called once more, laying down by the corpse. He stared blankly at it for hours or so. Seeing the blood and guts spilling down onto the floor. "I'm sorry Noli. I should've never pushed you to grab that." he sobbed, he moved closer to the corpse being insanely careful of the star it was 'holding' really the star was holding onto the body. He pulled the body close, it was now cold. Insanely cold... almost too cold for a corpse, he brought it close to his human warmth. "Noli..." He cried into the corpse.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" 007n7 shouted out of no where... the memory of watching whoever that was dying infront of him was way to much for him to handle right now. "Just call me Seven not Sev, never call me Sev." He said harshly.
"Whatever you say Seven!" Chance called out before turning around and going back to the game of cards.
007n7 was about to say something before everything went black for a split second, he was in a different setting. A completely different spot. "Huh? It's fine... Maybe I still have some c00lugi or something..." 007n7 pulled out c00lugi. He only had three hacks!? "What? I had more than Clone, teleport and setting a different path for the clone!" 007n7 huffed, the noob on his burger hat was as confused as he was. "Tch... it'll do." 007n7 looked ahead, there was weird writing saying "complete 5 generators and survive!" He reached out to touch it but it faded away, he scoffed and ran away. While he was running through this blue carnival he saw a familiar red creature "C00lkidd!? Is that you!?" He called out, before being dragged away from his 'son'
"What the fuck are you doing? Calling out to a killer, smart move newbie," This yellow human whispered into his hair, their brown hair brushing against his temple.
"Oh shut up, anyway... What's your name and why are we here?" 007n7 asked, the other human scoffed.
"Shedletsky, just call me Shed. I don't know why we're here just shut up and do generators or whatever makes you useful," Shedletsky pushed 007n7 away, 007n7 ran off. "Rude..." He thought before a sharp pain went through his back, he touched his back then brought his hand back. Blood. "Huh!?" He ran off to a corner, trying to loose whatever just hurt him. Though it was no use... C00lkidd caught up to 007n7. "Please don't kill me! PLEASE! I TRIED TO FIND YOU FOR SO LONG! C00LKIDD CAN YOU HEAR ME? ARE YOU STILL IN THERE? I RAIS-" He stopped shouting as he felt the creature snap his neck then decapitate his head, blood splattering and pooling onto the gray floor of the blue carnival.
"Oh well!" C00lkidd said happily, then skipped off to the next survivor.
Everything went black for 007n7 until he spawned back into the warm cabin he was in just before. "Holy shit.." he huffed, walking over to the grey couch and starting to sob. "He can't remember me, his dad... I don't remember his name.." He sniffed and laid down across the whole couch; falling asleep until he heard talking coming from other survivors.
"I remember that guy, burning down my pizza place."
"Really? He seems nice... I guess, he seems like if you get close to him he'd be really nice," Chance said back, 007n7 looked up from the couch and rubbed his eyes. "Hm? Had a nice nap, Seven?" They asked, walking over to the couch and resting against the back of it.
"Uhh... I guess?" 007n7 muttered as he sat up properly and stretched, the couch dipping under his weight. Chance walked around the couch and sat by 007n7. The couch again dipping underneath the weight of another robloxian sittung down. Elliot followed after Chance and sat beside Chance, his hand resting on Chance's thigh, making patterns on the soft fabric of Chance's pants.
007n7 sighed and leaned back against the couch, still feeling a bit groggy and drowsy.