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C00lkidd was hungry. Really hungry.
C00lkidd tended to be very hungry after games of tag with his dad and his dad’s friends. You expend a lot of energy chasing people, ya know?
The child’s stomach felt like a deep hole, and it demanded to be filled up by tasty food.
However, there was one problem.
Most of the killers would be unable to help him.
Bluudud and Pr3ttyPriincess were also children, far too young to operate a kitchen, never the less use a knife! (C00lkidd’s sword wasn’t an actual blade. ” It’s just a really realistic plastic replica!” The voice has explained to him.)
Mr. Mafioso was playing a round of tag.
Mr. Azure was out gardening.
Uncle Noli said he was too busy.
Jason didn’t know how to cook.
Mr. Doe… C00lkidd didn’t want to bother Mr. Doe…
So, there was only one person C00lkidd could turn to for help. The best cook among the killer- taggers.
1x1x1x1.
C00lkidd slammed open the doors to 1x’s cabin.
The inside of the cabin itself was plain, and it was not very different from how it had been when the ki- taggers had just gotten here.
A series of cloaks hung in the closet, most of them various shade of black. There were random holes and scraps on the walls. C00lkidd guessed they were from when 1x would get super duper mad.
The child’s eyes stopped their scan of the room. HIs attention focused on a particular item lying on 1x’s messy bed.
It was a book! It, admittedly, had a very plain cover. But still, it was the only book C00lkidd had seen in this place.
As much as the C00lkidd disliked having to read in school… He did kinda miss it.
Plus outside of watching the others play games of tag on the tv, which he wasn’t even allowed to do since the others didn’t let him, Bluudude, or Pr3ttyprinc3ss watch, playing with the others, and playing rounds of tag himself, there wasn’t much to do.
C00lkidd was so distracted by this newly discovered entertainment that he had completely forgotten his previous hunger. No, he instead raced back to the cabin, book in hand.
_-_-_-_
C00lkidd burst through the door, finding the other killers, minus 1x themself, all gathered together in the living space, including the two other kids. The red child quickly b-lined it towards them.
“ Look at what I found!” C00lkidd exclaimed, holding out the book to the pink and blue kids.
Bluudud had a disgusted look on his face. “ Eugh,” he gagged. “ A book? Lame.”
“ Oooh, a story!” Priincess leaned in closer as C00lkidd sat between the two other kids. “ Is it about a princess? Please let it be about a princess!”
“ I don’t know, I haven’t opened it yet!” C00lkidd explained.
“ Well then let’s see!”
“ Do you even know how to read?” Bluudud sneered.
“ Of course I can!” Pr3ttyPriincess growled, smacking the blue teen on the head with her wand.
“ Ow- screw off!”
The pink kid replied by sticking her tongue out at the other, who did the same in return. Soon the two began fighting, throwing whatever things they could grab onto at the other.
Meanwhile, C00lkidd gently pried open the cover, revealing the first page.
It revealed lined paper. The page was mostly blank, only having the words “property of ____” with “1x1x1x1” scribbled on the line.
C00lkidd turned to the next page.
It was filled with text.
C00lkidd read the text.
_-_-_-_
C00lkidd’s silence stole the attention of all in the room. They looked toward him, curious as to their sudden speechlessness.
His usual cheery, innocent demeanor was gone.
A dark aura radiated from the boy.
His usual bright, happy expression was replaced with a look of utter horror. His mouth was agape, the edges of his mouth sharply downturned. His eyes looked hollow, the usual light in them having disintegrated, leaving only dark black holes that reflected only the words on the page, searing them into the young child’s mind.
A tense silence overcame the other killers as they watched.
Pr3ttypriincess and Bluudud ceased their combat with each other. Bluudude was first the approach C00lkidd, followed closely by Pr3ttypriincess.
The teen leaned over, taking a glance at the page C00lkidd froze on. His eyes widened. His jaw fell to the floor. A horrified sound escaping from his wide maw as the words permanently scarred his phsyci.
The pink child attempted to lean over Bluudud’s shoulder, trying to also trying to look at the open page. This was swiftly thwarted when he swiftly placed his entire hand over her eyes, shielding her innocence from viewing the horrors of the tome C00lkidd had unearthed from what was presumably the deepest pits of hell.
Pr3ttyPriincess whined, wanting to view the ‘story’, but Bluudud’s hand stayed firmly in place. He seemed to be frozen, not knowing whether to run away and cry in the bathroom or continue to shield the young girl’s eyes from the cursed material in front of him.
Noli let out a confused grunt. He stood and walked up to the group of kids. He grabbed the top of the book, snatching it out of C00lkidd’s stiff hands.
He began scanning the words on the page. “ What could you all possible be-”
Noli froze, the sudden pause sound clip playing. His jaw dropped — literally. His jawbone fell from his skull and smashed into his feet, but he didn't seem to notice.
Noli began to twitch. He shook wildly, glitchy particles forming all around him and filled everyone’s ears with the sound of static.
[ AYO WHAT THE FU- *EXPLOSION* *BLUE SCREEN SOUND EFFECT*]
The series of sound effects caught the ear of the other adults in the room. All of whom began to approach Noli, who was as stiff as a statue.
Jason was first to glance at the page.
“ Ki… Ki…” He gasped. He swiftly left the room, seemingly traumatized by what he saw. If one listened close, you could hear his mother’s voice screaming in his head to not view the text any longer.
Azure was next. He looked over Noli’s shoulder before recoiling in shock. His face became covered in a purple blush. He was stunned. His lips trembled, seemingly wanting to expel words but unable to properly speak them.
His hat had no such qualms. It just began screaming obscenities. “ WHAT THE FUCK” was a prominant phrase in it’s yelling.
Then Mafioso came. He took one glance at the sentences on the page, turned around, and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
Finally, John Doe lumbered over, stomping on the floor while growls escaped his mouth. He reached over Noli’s shoulder, looking at the page the book was opened to.
Something shifted in John Doe’s eye. A spark. A sense of coherence in a room full of hysterics.
The man’s hand gently but firmly grasped the top of the journal. He tugged it out of the hands of the horrified Noli. He turned his attention to C00lkidd, who still sat stunned on the couch.
“ Oh dear C00lkidd. You should not be reading this kind of content at this young of an age,” John Doe chastised. He looked at the first page once more, noting the mark of ownership on it.“ Where did you find this anyways?”
C00lkidd slowly turned his head to him. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He could not speak a word, the horrors he had witnessed still flashing in his mind.
The sounds of footsteps became harshly loud over the stunned silence of the room. The door to the kitchen slammed open, revealing none other than 1x1x1x1, standing in the frame wearing a white chef’s hat and an apron reading “kiss the cook” on the front.
They glared at everyone in the room, taking note of the various expressions on everyone’s faces. This was made easier by the fact everyone was now staring at them.
“ Why does everyone look so frightened?” they growled. Frustration began boiling inside of them. Why were they all just staring at them-
That’s when they noticed the book in John Doe’s hand.
Despite the fact 1x1x1x1’s face is completely monochrome, all the color in it still seemed to drain away. They dropped the pan they had been holding, which fell to the floor with a loud bang. Their mouth was open, but only rambled stutters came out.
“ I- How- Wha- I can- I CAN EXPLAIN-”
{ THE KILLER IS…}
{ JOHN DOE }
_-_-_-_
Noob shakily wrapped bandages around his forearm, binding the torn flesh together as best as he could.
He shivered at the distant sounds of screams and the loud noise of a fired gun.
The grass of Planet Voss felt cold. As did the air. The trees scattered all over the map cascaded the area in shadow, assisting in causing as unsettling of an atmosphere as this dimension already had.
The young man let out a shaky sigh of relief as the bandages disintegrated, revealing perfectly healed skin underneath. He stood up, looking around for any signs of the killer being nearby.
That’s when something caught his eye.
An item laid in the middle of one of the white semi-boxed areas. It was illuminated by the light beaming down on the map from the moon.
It was a book.
Noob stepped forward, picking it up off the white flooring.
It had a pure green color. It was battered around the edges, indicating it had been used quite a bit in the past. He flipped over the cover, reading the contents of the first page.
He gasped, quickly slamming the cover shut and tucking it into his inventory.
He should show the other survivors this.
_-_-_-_
“ So you found this journal on the ground?”
Most of the survivors, minus a certain burger hat wearing man, sat around the large table that the survivors would spawn at upon the completion of a round.
The only one not sitting was Builderman. He was holding the green book in his hand, showing it to the other survivors.
Noob nodded. “ It’s labeled as belonging to 1x1x1x1. I think it might be some kind of diary.”
“ What’s in it?” Shedletsky pondered, observing the item closely.
“ I don’t know,” Noob admitted. “ I was doing machines and didn’t get the chance to read it.”
“ Well then why don’t we find out?” Chance stood from the wooden chair, walked to Builderman, and snatched the book out of his hands.
He flicked open the book to a completely random page. “ Now, let’s see what Mister One by Four wrote in this… Little…”
Chance’s usual confident ramblings slowed to a halt. The survivors observed as Chance flipped through the pages, scanning them as if each were threat letters sent by a different group of loan sharks demanding Chance pay off the debt he had obtained from his crippling gambling addiction.
Then the man began to laugh.
Soon Chance was in a fit of hysterical laughter. He had fallen to the floor, clutching his stomach due to the sheer force of his cackling. His trembling was so sharp that his glasses were nearly falling off his face. Concern and confused faces appeared on the survivors’ faces.
“ Chance, what is the matter?” Dusekkar asked, floating over to the hunched gambler. “ Why have you erupted into such a fit of laughter.”
“ TH-THERE AIN’T NO W-WAY!” He gasped. “ T-THERE’S N-NO WAY 1X-1X- WROTE THIS ENTIRE THING- IT’S JUST-” and his words were lost as he erupted into a fit of giggles soon afterword.
Dusekkar turned his attention to the diary, which had fallen onto the floor next to Chance. He used his magic to drag the book into his hand. He opened it up to first page.
Confusion was evident in his expression. It seemed like a normal book to the mage. “ What tis Chance-” he began.
Then he flipped to the second page.
“... Oh.”
“ Okay, what is happening??” Shedletksy questioned. He stared at Dusekkar, who seemed to have blue screened upon seeing the next page of the diary. Meanwhile, Taph, who had gone on his tippie toes just to see what Dusekkar had seen, was now in the corner with his hands to his face.
Shedletksky walked over to Dusekkar, and he snatched the book out of his hands. “ What could possibly be in this to make y’all act like-”
The bird man’s usual chill, proud demeanor disappeared in an instant. Shedletsky’s smug grin was whipped clean off his face. His eyes were the size of dinner plates and his jaw had bursts through the floor and down deep into the void.
The other survivors finally also got out of their seats, wanting to check on their hysterical comrades.
Two Time and Noob were the first to reach Shedletsky and the book.
Noob, upon quickly viewing the text, became a blushing red mess. He covered his face with the collar of his sweater, muffling incoherent words into the fabric. He too cowered in the corner with Taph.
Two Time gasped, their hand going for their mouth. “ Oh! Such explicit writing!”
“ I was unaware 1x had such sexual desires, no less towards the hacker.”
“ I’m sorry. What.” Elliot gasped. His jaw was, just like everyone else, on the floor.
Guest, attempting to stay serious in the situation, walked up and took the book from Shedletsky’s hands. He slammed it shut, but not before having caught a glimpse of its contents.
The soldier slammed the thing onto a nearby smaller table, turning away from it with blushed cheeks.“ I think it might be best if we left this thing alone.”
While everyone was having various reactions to the announcement of the book’s contents, Chance was still hysterically laughing.
“ 1X- 1X WROTE ABOUT WANTING TO BREED THE FUCK OUT OF- OUT OF 007- OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY!!!”
“ CHANCE! SHUT UP! NO ONE WANTS TO KNOW THAT-” Builderman screeched, his attempt at stoicism now completely lost in this chaotic disaster.
No one heard the door creak open. No one heard the sounds of footsteps. No one heard-
“ Hey… Is everyone okay?” 007n7 muttered, concerned at the hysterical scene in front of their eyes. “ I-I’m sorry that I’m late. Did I miss anything important?”
Everyone stared at 007 with looks of pure horror and embarrassment. The knowledge of what they had just seen was still fresh in their minds.
Chance’s cackling increased exponentially.