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The group was... confused.
Charger and Prisoner were leading the way, with Glider leaning slightly onto Grappler, still dizzy from touching Bell earlier.
Today was unusual for them. After gathering the last gifts and moving on to a new platform to collect some more, like they usually did, they noticed something stranger about this one.
The first unusual thing they noticed was that there weren’t any entities coming after them. There was only a… yellow Mart watching them.
“Grappler?” Glider asked, looking at the unusual Mart as they passed by it, causing Grappler to look at him.
“Yeah, Glide?” Grappler responded, following Glider’s gaze as he pointed towards the seemingly docile entity. “...Oh. Yeah, that’s pretty freaky,” Grappler muttered, feeling a chill run down their back as they looked back ahead, not wanting to look at the strange looking blob.
“Wsit—”
Charger paused, raising a hand to signal the others to stop, with Prisoner stopping beside them.
“What is it, Charger?” Wanted piped up from behind, trying to look over the taller male.
Charger was about to open his mouth to say something, only to be cut off by the sound of loud breathing.
Sigil was leaning against a wall with a hat somehow on its head, which was tilted downwards. Suddenly, its head (idk ok) snapped up at the group, causing Prisoner to tense up instinctively. “They call me Lord Sigility—”
“Who calls it Lord? Do you guys call it that?” Glider asked, looking at the others, only to be met with shrugs or muttered disagreements.
Sigil paused as the group broke into small chatter, firing up its laser to quickly grab their attention again before continuing. “Master of the Nullscape!”
“I said LORD Sigility! Call me Master, Master!”
“Kneel!” It demanded, one of its hands pointing at Spirit and Charger, causing them both to look at each other, mostly confused. Growing tired of this, Grappler began to lead Glider away, trying to get him away from the entity.
“STOP!” Sigil screeched, Operator appearing and forcing the two to freeze or get themselves injured.
“I want this thing to never, NEVER END—!!”
“No offence, but can you shut up.” Prisoner finally spoke up, cutting off Sigil once again. “Your singing fucking sucks, and why are you even singing in the first place?”
Sigil fell silent at that, looking around before firing up their laser again and shooting the fuck out of ALL of them 🤬🤬🤬🤬