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"Okay shithead, you just expect me to abandon my friend to an eldritch abomination?" Z snaps back. He's still in the water, folding his arms across the pool's ledge.
"…We're friends?"
"Oh fuck off, man. This is the last time I'll try to save you."
Instead of another insulting reply Z expects, Regect just… stands still. It's hard for Z to read him, especially because he doesn't really have a face to emote with, but he seemed almost confused.
"Wait, no actually?"
In which Z debates the nature of his relationship with Regect while trying to escape a liminal space full of pools over and over again. Featuring a friendly school of fish and their sick ass city.
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Being a killer in that forsaken place was... entertaining, at best.
Especially considering that—unlike the survivors, who were painfully aware of every second spent in that hell—the killers had been stripped of any ability to perceive rounds.
They just knew they were there for a single purpose, with no capacity to question it. And they had no issue indulging in it over and over again.But one thing they all agreed on was: the food situation in that place sucked.
So, let's change that.
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Or: The Spectre thinks it would be fun to let the killers kidnap a certain pizza guy so they can eat a decent meal for once! (Elliot domesticating the killers one cooking lesson at a time).Or or: I made a crack fic to beat up writting block and poor Elliot has to suffer.
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30 Jun 2025