Freedom…

Forsaken Parody of Guest666 (not a dev) PFP by polumesyatsgay

[corrupted-murderdog]

“I can feel it…hehehehe…you’ve peeked my interest! WANT WANT!”

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Another parody by @discothemechanic! This is Guest666 from Forsaken! Now before we continue I would like to let you know that this guy isn’t out yet, nor is there any lore on him or how he acts.

I am going by how he looks. Once he comes out though I will change it up.

Rules!

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No phobias of any kind (fear is fine)

If you have beef with me please go to my main account!

I have a right to block you.

No NSFW

Please refrain from @ ing me for no reason or for non rps unless I know you. Thank you

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Ref sheet and Info are a Wip

[corrupted-murderdog]

I have a question for mod, now that we have a pretty traumatic event that might cause hatred between sixer and noob, will there be a reason to like- Keep sixer's lack of memory of noob?

🪩 I’m honestly trying to revamp half my blogs, so I will be thinking about this

[corrupted-murderdog]

So uh... I have to ask, after 2017, where did you go? What were you doing after the whole ordeal?

"Plotting."

[corrupted-murderdog]

[Rips the door off]

GUEST666!

OUT OF THE UPCOMING KILLER ROOM RIGHT NOW, COME ON, WE GOT A LOT OF NEW LORE!!

His tail flicked, excitement coursing through its veins…it was ready to kill.

[corrupted-murderdog]

You bloody heretic. Why is that noob still breathing?!

“Food”

It sits and still tears up the meat given to them, tail splashing the water as they eat happily.

He didn’t really care for the Noob at the moment. They were a food source, now he has actual food.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 blinked open his eyes, clinging onto a sleeping Noob. When he heard meats he got excited and gently put Noob away to go eat. His tail began to wag like a dog,,.

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[rookie-survivalist]

"Sixer....!" -> They sighed and reached into their little hip bag, pulling out another ghostburger. They're happy this place seemed to give them an infinite amount. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

A excited noise came from his throat before snatching the burger again out of Noob’s hands and flopping himself down on the other, causing them both to fall in the water. Oh he was starving and it was clear that he was.

[rookie-survivalist]

"S-Sixer...! Sixer, please...!" -> They squeaked out and squirmed, trying to wiggle themselves out from under the massive murder dog. "Heavy.... Too heavy..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 rolled over so the noob in his arms and purred, tail hitting against the water happily. It’s been a while since he’s felt this happy about something that’s wasn’t fueled by revenge or eating others…

[rookie-survivalist]

"You're... You're so big now, S-Sixer..." -> They breathe out and shyly grip onto the other's fur, trying their hardest to relax their body despite the amount of fear coursing through their veins. "Sixer..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 huffed before suiting up, still holding Noob in his arms as he yawned. He was still hungry but the person gave him food. So he will wait patiently for more, like how his Lordship does.

“Hungry…”

[rookie-survivalist]

"I uh.... T-The burgers are all I have to feed you, Sixer... I don't think you'd be able to drink the bloxy cola safely like this..." -> They squirm a little, trying to make themselves more comfortable. "I wish I had more for you..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

It leaned down and started sniffing at noob again, wet nose going against their skin. It was like he was asking for more without actually speaking it out. Although at the same time he was curious, why doesn't eating Noob sound nice right now?

Is it because they gave it food?

[rookie-survivalist]

"W-We're both lucky I have an infinite supply of these..." -> They sigh and pull out another burger, holding it out to the beast before them. They were tense, horrified, trying their hardest not to panic while being held by the arms of a monster. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 bit it out of Noob’s hand and purred in satisfaction as they ate it, tail hitting the water below. It gripped tighter onto Noob, not wanting to let him go since he was being a food source for the beast….

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[rookie-survivalist]

"Sixer....!" -> They sighed and reached into their little hip bag, pulling out another ghostburger. They're happy this place seemed to give them an infinite amount. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

A excited noise came from his throat before snatching the burger again out of Noob’s hands and flopping himself down on the other, causing them both to fall in the water. Oh he was starving and it was clear that he was.

[rookie-survivalist]

"S-Sixer...! Sixer, please...!" -> They squeaked out and squirmed, trying to wiggle themselves out from under the massive murder dog. "Heavy.... Too heavy..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 rolled over so the noob in his arms and purred, tail hitting against the water happily. It’s been a while since he’s felt this happy about something that’s wasn’t fueled by revenge or eating others…

[rookie-survivalist]

"You're... You're so big now, S-Sixer..." -> They breathe out and shyly grip onto the other's fur, trying their hardest to relax their body despite the amount of fear coursing through their veins. "Sixer..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 huffed before suiting up, still holding Noob in his arms as he yawned. He was still hungry but the person gave him food. So he will wait patiently for more, like how his Lordship does.

“Hungry…”

[rookie-survivalist]

"I uh.... T-The burgers are all I have to feed you, Sixer... I don't think you'd be able to drink the bloxy cola safely like this..." -> They squirm a little, trying to make themselves more comfortable. "I wish I had more for you..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

It leaned down and started sniffing at noob again, wet nose going against their skin. It was like he was asking for more without actually speaking it out. Although at the same time he was curious, why doesn't eating Noob sound nice right now?

Is it because they gave it food?

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[rookie-survivalist]

"Sixer....!" -> They sighed and reached into their little hip bag, pulling out another ghostburger. They're happy this place seemed to give them an infinite amount. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

A excited noise came from his throat before snatching the burger again out of Noob’s hands and flopping himself down on the other, causing them both to fall in the water. Oh he was starving and it was clear that he was.

[rookie-survivalist]

"S-Sixer...! Sixer, please...!" -> They squeaked out and squirmed, trying to wiggle themselves out from under the massive murder dog. "Heavy.... Too heavy..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 rolled over so the noob in his arms and purred, tail hitting against the water happily. It’s been a while since he’s felt this happy about something that’s wasn’t fueled by revenge or eating others…

[rookie-survivalist]

"You're... You're so big now, S-Sixer..." -> They breathe out and shyly grip onto the other's fur, trying their hardest to relax their body despite the amount of fear coursing through their veins. "Sixer..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 huffed before suiting up, still holding Noob in his arms as he yawned. He was still hungry but the person gave him food. So he will wait patiently for more, like how his Lordship does.

“Hungry…”

[rookie-survivalist]

"I uh.... T-The burgers are all I have to feed you, Sixer... I don't think you'd be able to drink the bloxy cola safely like this..." -> They squirm a little, trying to make themselves more comfortable. "I wish I had more for you..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

Sixer whined and hooked one arm under Noob and stared walk up back to the tree, climbing up it and sitting on a large branch.

“666 hungry…and tired…”

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[rookie-survivalist]

"Sixer....!" -> They sighed and reached into their little hip bag, pulling out another ghostburger. They're happy this place seemed to give them an infinite amount. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

A excited noise came from his throat before snatching the burger again out of Noob’s hands and flopping himself down on the other, causing them both to fall in the water. Oh he was starving and it was clear that he was.

[rookie-survivalist]

"S-Sixer...! Sixer, please...!" -> They squeaked out and squirmed, trying to wiggle themselves out from under the massive murder dog. "Heavy.... Too heavy..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 rolled over so the noob in his arms and purred, tail hitting against the water happily. It’s been a while since he’s felt this happy about something that’s wasn’t fueled by revenge or eating others…

[rookie-survivalist]

"You're... You're so big now, S-Sixer..." -> They breathe out and shyly grip onto the other's fur, trying their hardest to relax their body despite the amount of fear coursing through their veins. "Sixer..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 huffed before suiting up, still holding Noob in his arms as he yawned. He was still hungry but the person gave him food. So he will wait patiently for more, like how his Lordship does.

“Hungry…”

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[rookie-survivalist]

"Sixer....!" -> They sighed and reached into their little hip bag, pulling out another ghostburger. They're happy this place seemed to give them an infinite amount. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

A excited noise came from his throat before snatching the burger again out of Noob’s hands and flopping himself down on the other, causing them both to fall in the water. Oh he was starving and it was clear that he was.

[rookie-survivalist]

"S-Sixer...! Sixer, please...!" -> They squeaked out and squirmed, trying to wiggle themselves out from under the massive murder dog. "Heavy.... Too heavy..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 rolled over so the noob in his arms and purred, tail hitting against the water happily. It’s been a while since he’s felt this happy about something that’s wasn’t fueled by revenge or eating others…

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[rookie-survivalist]

"Sixer....!" -> They sighed and reached into their little hip bag, pulling out another ghostburger. They're happy this place seemed to give them an infinite amount. "Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

A excited noise came from his throat before snatching the burger again out of Noob’s hands and flopping himself down on the other, causing them both to fall in the water. Oh he was starving and it was clear that he was.

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noob tried to clear their thoughts. Shit. Shit. Shit! No one knew where they were! Would the sentinels be able to save them if they screamed? Would Elliot be able to rush in and help out if they were attacked? Fuck. -> They screwed their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves before opening them once more, trying their hardest to scan the other's form. The lightbulb finally seemed to turn on, even tho it was a dim idea. "S-Sixer...?"

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 nudged Noob, sniffing his body to see if there was any other food stashed anywhere. It’s mind was so occupied with the thought of food…

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> Noon breathed out weakly and scooted back a little, trying to put distance between themselves and the beast before them.

-> Something felt... Familiar about the creature that lie within the water, but their poor fear striken brain wasn't cooperating right now.

[corrupted-murderdog]

The beast contained to purr as it sat up and sat down on it’s butt, a big smile of sharp teeth poked out of their lips in a giant, closed smile.

Oh. Its body stopped suddenly, eyes snapping open as it looked over at Noob. It got on all fours and got closer, sniffing at the robloxian for more food….

Still hungry…

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist choked back a noise and slowly raised their hand, fingers trembling as they held the ghostburger out to the beast.

"H-Here..."

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 growled before stepping closer, giant legs hitting the water. Its eyes never left the burger, staring it down like it was the last food in Robloxia.

It fully stopped, looming over Noob before taking the burger out of his hands with one bit, body relaxing from the savoring taste of food.

His? Tail wagged as he fell to his side, causing water to splash on Noob but the loudest sound was 666 purring….

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…

[rookie-survivalist]

-> It was that instant the survivalist screamed and backed away from their little hiding spot, stumbling over their own two feet and falling over into the swampy landscape around them. -> Their soda can dropped from their hand, being consumed by the gross squishiness around them, their other hand still clutched the burger tightly.

[corrupted-murderdog]

666 stared at Noob with wide eyes, staying still as it drooled. He was so hungry….it’s Lordship had been busy and hasn’t fed them. His prey hasn’t come out in a while for it to feast on.

So hungry….

[corrupted-murderdog]

-> They shouldn't be out here alone, they know that, but everything's just a little too much, a little too stuffy. - @rookie-survivalist

The swamp was wet and humid, mist and vines were in the sky. Every step was met with splashing water. The trees was dark and slimy but the water seemed pure and clear.

The Specter always seemed to make the place weird looking.

[rookie-survivalist]

-> The survivalist breathed in the scent of their surroundings and nearly choked, coughing a little as they grabbed the collar of their hoodie and brought it up to their face, covering part of it. -> They don't remember a swamp. Something about this place felt... Wrong, different. A different kind of different, y'know?

[corrupted-murderdog]

Whatever this place was it felt…alive. The hard ground felt like it was beating like a heart beat ever so slightly and the water was almost calf deep in some parts.

The trees suddenly creaked as Somthing moved around in them, leaves falling down wherever the figure was going….

[rookie-survivalist]

-> They froze up for a moment before dashing forward, sliding themselves behind a small grouping of trees with a shake. Oh god, what was here? -> They reached into their little hip bag and bit their bottom lip, pulling out one of their many ghostburgers and a can of bloxy cola.

[corrupted-murderdog]

It was silent for a moment. It seemed like whatever was there was gone…Or was it?

Looking up in one of the trees was 666, staring down at Noob with wide and red glowing eyes, half it’s body downward and ready to strike. It found the other first it seems.

A gurgle escaped the beast…but it didn’t move…