007n7 spawns into the map, the same distressed expression plastered onto his face like a mask. He had gotten quite used to it. Like muscle memory, he began to input some things onto his GUI.
While 007n7 couldn't directly affect the properties of himself, other survivors, and the killer, he could get some details from his c00lgui, like the health of a specific survivor or... the name of the killer.
local killer = game.Workspace.killer print(killer.Value)
-> Two Time
He blinks a couple times, even checking the script again.
"...Wha...?"
-> @findfirstchild
Lol i forgot i didnt put their real name into the system losers you don’t get to know their full name
Two Time sits cross-legged at the killer spawn, humming, they glance over at the med-kit that had spawned near them briefly before returning to their song.
“Oh dear Spawn, may you let me show my companions the correct way through life, to guide them to your salvation..!”
007n7 uses c00lgui as usually killers wouldn't stay around to wait for him to teleport.
Unfortunately he spawned... right there.
In front of Two Time.
He let out a small yelp upon seeing them. Two Time was the "killer" that the c00lgui was talking about after all.
"...Two Time...?"
“Hello, dear exploiter! You look worried, more than usual, at least!”
They giggle, wings fluttering.
Their grip on their dagger tightens ever so slightly.
“How are you?”
They look up at him, (at least they’re probably looking up at him, it’s hard to tell when he can’t see most of their face) shaking slightly.
007n7 winces. Despite how he seemed to be in a trance for around... eighty percent of the time, their little movements did not go unnoticed.
"I'm... fine."
"...The same as ever."
He replied with a mutter. And he was telling the truth. Like always, his pupils were constricted, his body tense. He was scared and alert.
He was prey, after all.
Their tail thrashes, the sound of bone clinking together the only sound other than breathing(and the map ost ig).
“…If you say so..!”
The cultist, dazed, almost topples over, and has to take a breath to steady themselves.
Just show him the power of the Spawn. He’ll come back anyways, won’t he? He just needs to accept it, repent, and he’ll be at peace. And if he’s not accepting it…
He’s still a worthy sacrifice.
“…”
Two Time takes a step away from 007n7, tensing up as if they’re preparing to strikefor something.
He flinches, but realizes… that it’s way too late to run.
"You know, I should really be on my way, heh…"
The exploiter doesn’t wait to flee, trying to shake the killer off his tail, taking out his c00lgui to try and see who else is in the round. He doesn’t dare look back. His role as a survivalist could only stall his demise for so long.
He uses a pre-made function.
local function survivorList() for i, survivor in survivors do print(survivor) end survivorList()
-> 007n7 -> Elliot -> S
The words come out extremely slowly. Letter by letter.
“Wh—Okay! Do you need me to come with you? I know you survivalists are able to handle yourselves, but you can never be too sure..!”
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It hurts them to see their “teammate” make an excuse to avoid them. Of course. Why would they even think 007n7 wouldn’t? He’s a coward. Afraid to face the truth the Spawn has given them. The survivors always avoid them. He’s no different, however excluded he himself normally is.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!"
His voice is more high-pitched and way too panicked.
"I can handle myself... I'm not a kid..."
He mutters the last part under his breath.