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Again, Harvey does not sleep, just sits there in complete darkness, his face stinging.
Any kind of small relief he’d gotten from clawing at his skin had completely disappeared.
Not like it had mattered anyway. It hadn’t been enough for them, to see his face split and blood dripping down from his wounds.
No, they had to hurt him more.
He runs his fingers gently down the part of his face where that damn needle had pricked him.
Harvey leans his entire bodyweight against the hard, wooden, bed-frame.
His entire body is trembling.
He’s so fucking tired of being in pain. So fucking tired of being everyone’s plaything.
Everyone is just too pussy to hit someone real.
If he…if he mattered nobody would do this shit to him.
He’s just lines, and pastel colors on their screen.
And everything’s going to get worse as soon as they turn the lights back on.
They’ll stare and stare and stare, waiting for him to react, like he’s a dog doing a trick.
They’ll make him pay for yelling, alright. With all their gadgets and all their power.
Harvey stumbles out of his blood-stained bed, and, before he even realizes it, he’s slammed his fist against the bubble-gum pink walls.
If he could just get out of this stupid device.
Then he could strangle them until the life left their body.
Harvey rips his fingernails down the walls, letting the chunks get in between his fingernails.
He could gauge their eyes out.
Cut them with a needle.
Set them on fucking fire!
Harvey doesn’t realize he’s laughing, until he feels a tear burn down his cheek. It’s a sharp sound that’s like nails on a chalkboard, but he can’t stop.
He bends over, raking his hands through his hair, a smile cracking through his face, as he shrieks with laughter.
Because it’s all just so funny.
Tears roll down his cheeks, small sobs shaking his shoulders along with his cackles.
He drops down onto his haunches, giggling to himself.
Until he suddenly goes quiet.
Sitting in the dark, completely alone.
Nobody is going to save him.
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Well, now Blake’s just gotta figure out how best they can save poor Harvseys!
They tap their fingers against the wood, bright pink dining table, staring at the old-fashioned computer sitting in front of them.
They don’t got any work today, so they at least have a while to figure it out.
There has to be something. T
There’s always something they can find that helps.
Think Blake, think!
Sure as fuck, the needle hadn’t done nothin’, but maybe some of the other objects?
No.
Their sure those suckers won't be able to do anything.
Not with the way Harvey had looked at ‘em when they clicked the menu.
Blake rubs their eyes.
Some kind of programming thing maybe?
A glitch, or a bug, or whatever else?
Not like they had anyway to figure it out.
They don’t know shit about this thing.
Hadn’t even paid for it, just got it given to ‘em by some rando.
Maybe they could ask Harvey for some info?
But he’s sleeping right now…and he really needs the rest….
Well, they can at least check it for something, anyway.
Blake picks up the little Tamagotchi, it’s plastic cold under their fingers.
It’s got a pastel rainbow shooting throughout the egg-shaped plastic that makes them smile.
They’ve always loved those kinds of colors, though there’s something written in it they hadn’t paid attention to.
Squinting their eyes, Blake reads the words indented on the pattern.
Pet Harvey.
“Gotcha,” They whisper, a smirk lighting up their face. Holy shit, they are a genius!
If they got a name, then they got a way to research, right? Oh yeah.
Blake brews a nice, hot cup of coffee, sits down on their couch with their devices in hand, and gets ready to put some work in. It can’t be that hard, after-all!
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Good lord research is boring.
And…useless.
It’s mostly the blah blah blah part of games they’re seeing.
No, they don’t care about the history of Tamagotchi’s or whatever else, so why is that all their finding!?
Plus, that’s not even mentioning how hard it is to find info on this relatively unpopular sequel.
Yeah, they can see everything they want on the original game, something called Bloodmoney, but nothing on the game they actually want.
They try every single kind of search.
Pet Harvey glitches.
Bloodmoney sequel info.
How to hack a game.
How to hack a Tamagotchi.
How to hack anything.
How to delete search history.
Everything.
Blake is close to just bashing their head into a wall.
Until finally, they just search up, Tamagotchi, and scroll through all the forum’s until they finally find what they're looking for.
R/Tamagotchi’s.
Satanisnotapogostick
So, idk if any of you guy’s remember that sequel to Bloodmoney that came out? The Pet Harvey Tamagotchi? I have one and I love that thing to pieces. It’s awesome for blowing out steam, (AI sucks tho, lol) but I was wondering if anyone knows what the little hole in the side of the thing is for? It kinda looks like a USB port but Idk why there would be one on that.
Ilovecake233
Oh yeah, I had one of those things. I accidentally killed Harvey lol, I forgot about him. XD Idk what the little hole is for I never figured that out.
Ermactually999
Basically, Idk if this still works but you can use that with a computer and transfer the Tamagotchi onto a computer. It’s kind of a useless feature but I’m pretty sure that’s what it does.
Satanisnotapogostick
Oh yeah, that is stupid, lol. Ty for the answer tho.
Lynetteeeeee123
Since I can’t find any other forum’s on this game, I kinda have to ask here. What r u guys’ progress? I just got scissors I’m so proud of myself for keeping him alive this long.
Satanisnotapogostick
I’m on scissors, to!
Ilovecake233
Never got past the needle.
Ermactually999
I got to the gun. I just didn’t feel like resetting him so I didn’t use it.
Blake closes the computer, a wicked grin on their face. Because if they can download the game onto computer, then they can get those file-thingy’s.
And if they can do that, then they can change the whole damn game code.