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If you were to ask 007n7 how his day first started– or well... Night since there isn't really any sunlight in this realm, he would've told you it was absolutely shit. Actually every time he wakes up is always a shitty day so...
The old man groaned from waking up, he tried to get out of the single bed the Spectre oh so kindly provided. Once his feet landed on the floor though he felt a shiver, a familiar one too. This shiver however isn't caused by a cold, it's a feeling of a new way of torture, meaning that there will now be an upcoming killer this round.
Fuck is the only word 007n7 thought of before standing up and started preparing to get ready and change out of his... Shark onesie.
Shut up, sharks are cute anyways. Besides his son desperately wanted to have matching shark outfits and who is he to refuse?
“C00lkidd...”
Maybe he shouldn't start trying to reminisce again before he starts another mental breakdown. But he just can't stop thinking about his son, his pride and joy, the reason why he even considered to redeem from his crimes.
No matter the circumstances, he still despises the creature who made his son rot and manipulated him to think these were all just silly games. 007n7 tried not to think any further.
He pulls out his c00lgui and sends out a clone to the main cabin so that he can get his breakfast. Why you ask? Well it's well known that he's an outcast, and also the fact that he doesn't think he can handle meeting or even talking to the other survivors right now.
So sending out a clone is probably the best option as he doesn't wanna hold a conversation with the others (despite the fact that majority of them don't even talk to 007n7), besides this isn't the first time he has done this.
Once he finishes dressing up properly the clone came back with a simple waffle and coffee. 007n7 thanks his own clone as he watches it fade away. He checked the gui once again.
Round will start in: [10:00]
Damn. So soon and right after he wakes up? Well there's nothing he can do about it. He checked the red panel incase it needs any repairing and testing while munching on the waffle the clone gave.
After he confirms that there isn't anything that needs to be fixed he closed it and started to head to the main cabin, for real this time. As soon as he enters through the door he was greeted by Chance shoving alot of gunpowder into their gun.
“U-uhm, isn't that abit too much? You really need to stop adding alot of gunpowder if you don't want it to keep exploding.” the ex-hacker spoke with concern
“Pssh, don't worry Sevs! This is just part of the thrill of testing my luck, and I'm sure today lady luck will be on my side!” the Sentinel said with a flashy grin. “Hey actually, it's been a while since the last round, mind checking in how much time we got until it starts?”
“Ah, sure.” 007n7 wonders when Chance started using nicknames on him, sure he didn't mind them but that specific nickname reminds him of a certain cult leader... Right the time, he shouldn't start zoning out right now especially when a fellow survivor asked for his help.
Round will start in: [5:36]
The shaded stunner leaned in closer to 007n7 to take a look at the c00lgui's screen. “Would you look at that? Heh, seems like we only have a few minutes left!” Chance whistles.
As soon as they said that another they them sentinel approached the two. “Greetings fellow gambler and exploiter! I have heard the two of you state that a round shall be beginning soon? May the Spawn bless us today!” 007n7 bit down the urge to correct them about how he's retired since he doesn't want to appear rude to anyone else.
“Ahaaha..., yeah sure, actually wanna bet on who will get left out on the first round?” Chance said trying to change the subject, to which it worked.
“Are you referring on who shall be the two fellows that will not be taking part of the upcoming round?” the cultist asked.
“Huh... Well, I've been in a alot of rounds before while Dussekar and Builderman were selected a few times. Maybe I will get to sit this one out?” 007n7 guessed, though there really is a slim chance for him to be right on his deduction.
“Well ain't that basically be a blessing for you? Since y'know, you're a survivalist like Noob?” ouch. Is Chance saying that he's basically useless? Well, not that he's wrong.
Thankfully Guest 1337 walked towards them and flicked the gambler's forehead. “That's rude Chance, please make sure to watch your words..” the soldier sighed while Chance was whining about how the soldier hurt their precious forehead.
Before they could even complain about it, Two Time, Guest 1337, and all the other survivors who were in the cabin disappeared. Indicating that the first round has now started.
“Hah, serves him well after he flicked me! Seems like we're the ones left out this time right Sevs?” Chance spoke while nudging the other survivor who was not part of the first round today.
“Well, I didn't think my guess would be correct... Though I'm quite thankful since I don't have to face the new killer immediately.” That sparked an interest to Chance who was now sitting on the couch in the middle of the fire place, patting the space next to him indicating that the other should sit down. Though nervous, 007n7 didn't refuse.
“I actually forgot about the fact that there will be another killer! How come the killers keep getting new members while we only have Dussekar and Taph?” Chance grumbled.
“Well, we also technically have Jane Doe... But yeah you're right. It's pretty annoying that we don't have enough allies. Hey, speaking of the new killer who do you think it could be?”
“Didn't take you to like guessing games, thought you'd like to know by spectating the others right now!”
“Hahah... Well in your words, 'where's the fun in that'? I admit it's pretty scary that there will be new ways to torture us, but I guess I still want to try and be more positive like you. Plus you're quite nice to talk with.”
“Me? Well I'm honored! You really didn't have to go and compliment me like that, I'm kidding. Continue praising me.” they joked. 007n7 though decided to indulge on it more.
“Oh yes, I just love the way the heroic Chance tries to save me only to end up exploding!” he giggled.
The other however was surprised, not because they were being made fun of by the single father, but because this was the first time they saw him genuinely smile, matter of fact– he even giggled.
007n7 noticing the silence decided to apologize to them thinking that his joke was offensive, so as quickly as he smiled he immediately frowned. “A-ah, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you– I-I just–”
Before he could continue however, the two survivors heard the familiar sound effect of someone respawning. The two turned around to see Noob and Elliot, the survivalist was clutching on their stomach whereas Elliot was trying to cover his body up. As if he was trying to keep the cold out to save his body heat.
Chance and 007n7 looked at each other, and then stood up and proceeded to make their way towards the two respawned survivors. “H-hey, are you two alright? The new killer wasn't too rough with you guys right?” 007n7 quickly inquired while Chance helped Noob on trying to get on their feet.
“Ugh, it's– how do I say this.” Elliot already looking pissed, so 007n7 decided to just shut up.
“W-well, the new killer is uh... He's very swift, once he saw me and Two Time he quickly ran up to us! He was very fast on his feet too, so it caught the both of us off guard...” Noob finally, stable enough to stand up on their own answered.
“Not only that, but it seemed like he also has an SFOTH sword! Another addition is that fancy looking villain has fricking ice powers or whatever!” Elliot scoffed, to be honest he thought that he won't be too pissed on the first round since 007n7 wasn't there but look at him now.
“That's... Uh certainly something, well what else did you notice about him?” Chance said, 007n7 glanced at them and noticed that they looked abit... Anxious? Nevertheless he knew it wasn't his business so he just ignored it and brushed off his concerns.
Elliot just sighed and walked towards the couches and sat down, then started recalling what he did in the round;
Seems like Elliot is another player in this round. Great, amazing even. He knows he shouldn't let his guard down, earlier while he was making breakfast he felt something. A warning, something to tell that there will be a new killer coming.
So he decided to do what he usually does, finding someone who needs his help. Yet it seems like he found a generator instead, with no one to heal yet he chose to fix up the machine instead.
As he finished fixing the wires, he heard footsteps. The pizza guy was now cautious and he rapidly turned around only to see Noob shivering and trembling. Infact, there seemed to be a snow path to where they came from aswell as the fact that their arm is covered in ice.
Elliot swiftly pulled out a pizza slice and hand it over to the survivalist who quickly ate it. “Thank y-you Elliot! The new killer is r-really fast! He's also very observant so he immediately ran up to me and Two Time...” Noob expressed their gratitude.
Before Elliot could reply, he was cut off with something cold piercing his back.
“ELLIOT!” Noob now looked panicked, trying to get closer to the healer so that he could lean on them. The healer in question felt a really cold breeze, not just from what he now identified an icicle ludged in his back, but from his general surrounding. Finally, he saw a figure, the culprit of his newfound injury, the killer.
He was tall, wearing a white dress shirt with a blue vest and pants. He also had a fur trim around his shoulders, as well as a white cape attached to the said fur trim. The killer also had this huge black screen covering his face, actually– doesn't he kinda look like Noob?
Elliot glanced at the survivor who was carrying him on their arm to see their similarities, the blonde hair and yellow skin. That's when he realized what the killer was holding, the Darkheart Sword.
“Hm, I thought that would've inflicted more damage onto you. A shame really.” the killer said in mock disapproval. Elliot blinked and then the killer suddenly rushed towards them, Noob with quick reaction time drank their slateskin potion so that they could protect Elliot.
“You're just going to take a more painful death if you keep delaying it you know? But it seems fun, so I'll let it slide.” okay so apparently he meant it literally, because the killer transformed the ground into ice which caused him to slide between Elliot and Noob.
Elliot's body was now covered in ice, his hands looking like they were frostbitten– to which it is. His health is getting worse now. Noob wasn't doing good either, the killer kept swinging his sword towards the survivalist. They were getting tired and running out of stamina, the cold man noticed this and used it to his advantage.
Thus he was able to slice a huge wound onto Noob's stomach, along with that the wound was now covered in ice spiked causing Noob to now succumb to their death.
Before Elliot could think to run, the ice around his body hardens causing him to be stuck in the same spot. The killer summoned icicles and threw them towards the pizza guy, now making him the second one to die.
“It was hella painful too. The ice was freezing cold so it felt like I was getting thrown in an ice bath.” Elliot complained, now finishing his story. The two survivors who weren't players were stunned, especially Chance. Even with their shades, the other three could see how shaken up he is.
“Hey... Chance are you alright..?” 007n7 asked, after all he doesn't want someone who actually talked to his pathetic self to be in pain. The sentinel just looked up at him, then stood up and walked to his cabin. “I, I actually forgot to get my lucky coin! Haha yeah, I'll just go now..! ”
...
“What's with him, uh... You don't think he knows the killer right? I-I'm not accusing him of anything! It's just...” Noob cut of theirself as they didn't want to continue talking, after all that was how they felt when they found out Sixer was on the opposite team aswell..
The three didn't continue to talk after seeing Chance rush away, it was a clear bullshit excuse but they all knew not to push them for answers. So the two blondes chose to spectate the others who were still alive.
Whereas 007n7 was still worried for the gambler, it's out of character for him to act like that..