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[ThatMob]
As he aimed the gun at the yellow ball, his hands trembling as he clenched his mouse and stared at his monitor. Mob felt many emotions, mainly anger and sadness.
Verity took everything from him, his life, his best friend, HIS FREEDOM. And this stupid ball dared to act as if they were the victim of this story, honestly made him even more furious. He couldn't live like this, he hated it, he hated Verity.
"So... That's it? I'm just stuck with you?" Mob said in disbelief, feeling as though the world itself was falling in on him, Verity just smiled softly as if nothing was wrong with staying glued to him.
"You're not stuck! Let's do this together, put the gun down and-"
BANG!
A loud shot echoed through the hallways of the lab as Mob's avatar dropped dead onto the ground, he had died, deciding that death was more bearable than being with a ai assistant. And in real life, his body was slummed, brain matter and crimson red blood staining the walls of his room.
Turns out, dying in Minecraft does equal to dying in real life, specially with Verity™.
But Mob was fine with it, at least he could be free.
He hopes Twixxel will be there at the afterlife, would be nice to see a face he knew oh so well.
All he could see was nothing, he was finally dead. Mob had escaped Verity, he almost wanted to laugh.
He was now free from that stupid yellow ai ball. Man, it felt so good... Wait? Why was he still conscious? As he recalled, he shot himself, in the head.
So logically he shouldn't actually be thinking at all.
Come to think of it, his vision was that of a black void, empty and baren.
He's still thinking, and he's wondering as to why he's not completely gone? Why is brain is still active after it was turned into mush
Suddenly Mob's non existent eyes saw something emerge from the darkness of the void itself. It looked like a nightmare.
It was a tall lanky humanoid like monster reminiscent of Verity's monster form, but instead of a dull yellow skinned creature with a large manic smile on its face. It was a church nun with a large frowning face, a freak of nature itself.
"Hello, Mob." The thing said, its voice sounding like it was echoing off a empty room.
"W-what the!?" Mob muttered, he wasn't dead, he could speak. How was that possible?
The tall nun creature then began to walked closer towards Mob, their legs hidden by the long gown making her look like she was floating instead.
Mob wanted to move, he wanted to run. But his legs weren't moving, for while he wasn't dead, he didn't exactly have a body either.
"Relax my dear, be not afraid, you have died." Yeah no shit sherlock. Mob thought, however, strangely, the nun only looked at him, their dead eyes hard to read.
Mob and the nun stared at each other till finally Mob got the courage to speak again.
"W-what are you? What do you want from me?" The nun simply tilted her head and held her hands together as if she were going to pray.
"I am M0RS3, and I am here to bless you with a gift." Mob didn't exactly understand what gift? In fact, what the nun said about herself didn't clear the air as to what she was, sure M0RS3 was her name, but what is she supposed to be? An angel? A demon?
Then M0RS3 started to speak more.
"For how brutal and pitiful you're death was, I was sent to you to give you a second chance of life in a different world, a different time." Wait... WHAT!?
Oh hell nah he's getting isekai'ed!? Now Mob sometimes had the fantasy to go and be reborn into a new world after death, that was something he liked, but that was the old him. Now, he's horrified by it.
The idea of just leaving everything behind and start a new life was something Mob didn't like, he would have prefered to stay dead even if he wasn't ready to be dead.
So getting the chance to be reborn again into a new world was a BIG no.
"Uhhh, thanks uhmmm nun lady, but I think I'm alright with staying dead. Maybe you could do me a favor and return me back to being dead-" However suddenly Mob felt as though the air around him turned into ice, he didn't have a body but he sure felt it.
The nun lady's pupils looking like a manic animal wanting to eat as she stared into Mob's eyes upon hearing his words.
"Did you just... Reject my offer of a gift?" Mob was sweating bullets, she sounded pissed.
"Look, no offense alright! I prefer not to be isekai'ed-" But M0RS3 only got angrier, her sad looking expressions twisting to a horrifying look of pure fury.
"Listen brat, I'm at the edge of getting fired from my job because I wasn't able to find anyone who would want to be isekai'ed by me, YOU'RE GOING TO BE REINCARNATED WEATHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT."
Mob was screaming internally as he watched M0RS3's form change to that of a even more horrifying appearance, that being a giant moth, pure white and false eyes on its wings.
"NOW GET TO THE POINT AND ACCEPT THE DEAL, IF YOU DON'T, I WILL PUT YOU THROUGH TORTURE NO MAN CAN HANDLE." Now Mob was a coward, he especially wasn't gonna deal with whatever M0RS3 got for him. So with enough horror and fear.
Mob decides to be reborn, he just hopes it ain't a bad universe.
"Okay, okay!! Please leave me alone!!!" Then Mob suddenly passed out.
[Slingshot]
It was a busy day at Slingshot's cafe... So many people had suddenly ordered at his cat cafe. It was so much, even Shuriken and Vine Staff couldn't handle it either. It was a mess.
The sun had already set, and the cafe looked as though a bomb was set off. Stains were everywhere and lots of plates left unpicked due to the many people coming in all at once.
"My swords, that was rough.." Shuriken sighed, who was rubbing with a cloth to put to clean a table whose stain wasn't cleaning properly.
While it was stressful, Sling was kinda happy about the amount of customers the cafe got. They got enough bux to probably buy an entire stack of cat food.
However while Sling and Shuriken were cleaning each and every table and floor stain they could find. They had gotten some bad news.
"Slingshot! I think we ran out of ingredients!!" Vine yelled across the kitchen, showing off lots of empty containers and bags.
Sling mumbled a curse word as he saw the lack of ingredients, it was no big deal, but currently. He was so drained, that it was annoying that he needed to buy something right now.
He thought about buying them later tomorrow, but he shook his head, he was gonna buy them right now, it would be even more troublesome if they didn't rush it out.
"It's okay Vine, I'll just buy more across the street, take care of the cafe!" Sling then walked over to the cafe door and left from it, the sound of a bell ringing almost caused Shuriken to panic thinking another customer was around.
As Slingshot went out, he noticed at there was a nearby store that thankfully was opened.
Quickly, he was about to rush over towards it when he noticed something at the corner of his eye, an alleyway. Now it seemed normal, regular random graffiti at the walls and trash cans.
But something was laying on the floor of the alleyway, someone? It was too dark to tell what it was.
Now Slingshot knew it would be risky to approach whoever was in that alleyway, for all he knows, this could be some crimina that decided to sleep in for the night. But Something at back of his head told him to get closer.
So with a heavy heart, he slowly stepped forward towards the alleyway, summoning his gear in case things did get messy.
But Slingshot's eyes widen in shock, in the alleyway appeared to be a newspawn napping on the ground, but they didn't look exactly normal. They had obsidian black skin, their face having a strange pink line and with big horns oddly similar in shape and placement as Ban Hammer.
The newspawn was only wearing a dark hoodie and jeans.
SlingShot stared at the strange looking newspawn for a good while till he realized something.
Where was this newspawn's parents!? Did they have parents? Probably not based on how dirty they looked. Oh Swords, were they even alive!?
Slingshot, in a panic, forgot everything he needed and immediately rushed over to check on the newspawn.
Upon getting near to the unconscious newspawn, crouching down and checking if they were physically okay. He noticed that in closer inspection, they had a semi fresh bullet mark hole underneath their chin.
... Oh no.
[ThatMob]
He had the weirdest dream ever? Mob yawned, stretching out his arms and sitting up right as it was already morning. Birds tweeting outside and city traffic.
Man, Mob thought he actually shot himself and was forced to reincarnate to some random universe. Thank god it was a dream right?... His room wasn't this blue?
That's strange? He thought, well maybe he's seeing things wrong, after all he just woke up.
But that illusion shattered when while looking around, he saw a mirror fight across his room. He didn't exactly place a mirror in his room, especially on his wall.
And he's most sure he had hair and and black skin.
Not bald with big red horns and obsidian colored skin.
"... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
[Vine Staff]
Last night, something really weird happened in the cafe. SlingShot had found a strange looking newspawn at the nearby alleyway. One with a injury that Vine wasn't sure as to what happened with.
Currently they placed the little guy at the guest room at the upstairs cafe and hoped they would recover well, as Vine and the others did their work.
Vine was wiping some dishes clean when suddenly-
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!" A sharp loud scream echoed through the cafe, causing some customers to freak out a little upon the random scream.
Even causing Shuriken to jump out of his skin.
"What the phuck was that!?" A customer yelled, almost dropping her hot coffee.
"Apologies sir! It's just some guest we got here." Slingshot replied, sweating as if the world is about to end.
"Don't worry I got this." Vine hastely went upstairs to see as to what happened to the newspawn, that kind of scream was likely something bad happened.
Reaching there. Vine saw that the guest room door was strangely left wide open, and inside, a crying newspawn curled up in a ball laying in bed.
"This isn't me.." They mumbled, repeating it over and over again in a frantic manner, breathing in and out heavily as though they were gonna have a panic attack. This was horrible for Vine Staff, poor thing, they must've been traumatized by something horrible.
Slowly, Vine began to inch closer to the newspawn's room, being careful to not make noise and to not cause more stress, when the floor boards accidentally creak with her weight.
The little spawn to turn their gaze to her.
The both of them stared at each other for who knows how long till the newspawn randomly moved further away from Vine.
Their eyes wide and full of fear.
"Hey it's gonna be okay." She said softly, trying to make herself look less threatening with a sweet smile.
"I know you're scared, but please. You're safe." It was clear the little spawn was distrustful of Vine staff. But luckily, it seemed like the attempt to look non dangerous had worked.
As the newspawn relaxed their body little, only staring though.
"Alright dearie, how about you tell me you're name?"
"... My n-name is Mob."
[Shuriken]
Okay Mob was definitely not a name, like was exactly is a Mob? What type of gear was that!?
Vine had managed to get the newspawn downstairs to sit at a table to talk it out, after the cafe had closed for the day, turns out. They're kinda awkward.
Seriously, they were really awkward, unable to speak with at all. They were also shy as well, which makes sense as they were complete strangers to them and was possibly in some horrible situation.
So as he, his sister, and Slingshot looked at the newspawn, they all had one question in their head that this little guy hadn't answered.
What happened?
"So... Mind telling us as to why we're you sleeping in some dirty alleyway?" Shuriken asked, the newspawn didn't look at them directly as they replied.
"I don't remember, all I know is I just came here." Oh dear, they were REALLY newly spawned, it almost made Shuriken want to tear apart the phucker who caused the strange bullet hole, who would want to hurt a kid?
Immediately Vine then dismissed herself.
"Alright, hold up, I gotta talk to my brother." She said as if something inside of her was about to tip over and shatter into millions of shards.
She carefully took her brothers hand and dragged him away from Slingshot and Mob's site.
"Okay we gotta adopt them." ... WHAT!?
"Huh!? Wha?!" Shuriken was almost taken aback by what his sister told him, he didn't expect her to even think about taking in some strange looking newspawn out if nowhere.
"Look, they got no one else, and we can't let that happen. So I think it's best we take them in. Besides, you wouldn't mind being a older brother right?" Honestly, despite his semi disliking towards the weird looking newspawn, he'd like to be some big brother.
"Hmm... Fine, but first we gotta figure out what their gear is, we can't really call them Mob."
"I think Mob's a nice name."
[Subspace]
He was working overtime, for some reason, a random biograft he was working on was malfunctioning, there was a virus on it. But he couldn't figure out what?
Subspace was looking through each and every file the biograft had, yet not a single one indicated as to what caused the errors. Was it a new virus? Subspace wasn't sure.
"This is useless!" He yelled I'm frustration, grabbing at one of his horns in distress. Why wasn't this biograft working!? What was wrong? His monitor showed all the files for the biograft were fine, the system inside were fine.
So what was causing it? As Subspace started at his monitor screen, growling in anger.
His eyes widen in shock as he suddenly saw a glitchy yellow smiley face appear on his computer.
"Hello! I'm Verity! You're personal- $@#-(_35- WHERE IS MOB!!!"