“Let’s Go Gambling!”

[gambling-time]

This is mainly a Roleplay blog for Subject777, aka the killer version of Chance. Things that already happened to him were based off of writings with my friends, so there’s a chance of adding more things or maybe even change something, it just depends. There will also be more characters here to not create way too many blogs for each of them, so there’s a chance that I will try and figure out how to have them behave and so on. The intro post will eventually be different, and I’m planning on improving my art skills to answer some asks with a drawing in the future.

Tags

“The cards are stacked against you!” - Subject777

“I still dream about you..” - 12:77 Chance (unavailable for now)

“I’M the best!” - 2P Chance (unavailable for now)

“Better luck next time!” - Shark Chance (unavailable for now)

“Another player?” - Ask Answered

Current Subject777’s appearance, but with less GUI-like little screens and only his right eye would look purple as of currently- both if he were to remove his visor and/or change what his visor shows. The drawing is old, so there’s a chance that some things will change like not.

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[pizza-let-loose]

She seems to be fixated on the boss part, "That boss took my kids. Those people who work under him act like they know nothin! But I see through them! It told me that they took them. And I will get my kids back. Their boss has them, and if I kill enough of them, then he'll have to cave and give me my family back." She stabs one of her spider legs into the ground to emphasize the killing part. Then takes a breath. "Sorry about that. Anyway, welcome! I'm 118o8"

[gambling-time]

777 listened, brows furrowing. He..was still very confused about the whole boss thing but, at least he got the idea that this one killer at least has a,,fair reason. He nodded slowly, mostly just to show that he is listening rather than understanding wise- though he wasn’t scared when the other did that action. Why would he, either way? Sure, his past self would be scared and all but, he is different since that day. Even if those old memories are still there,, Though..the only ‘boss’ he could think of was Don but, it can’t be him, right? Maybe it is just someone else-

“Ehh- no need to worry, really- It must be awful to have your family,,separated, and have to endure who knows how long without any news of them. I hope you get what you wish soon.”

His wording may be slightly off, but perhaps he just didn’t know well how to word there- or really feel. He smiled a bit, offering the other a hand for a handshake.

“Ou- Thank you-! It’s a pleasure to meet you, 118o8. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. I mayy or may not be around these places often, if I’m lucky enough- thoughh..I couldn’t help but notice that there are many tents here, and a cabin, I think-? It really looks like there could be more ppl here-“

He said first, side eyeing the area of what he mentioned before gazing back, pondering briefly.

“Say..maaybe we could talk more about whoever that boss is? I meann..I’d love to know who that could be, and who could be those other ppl, too. Ohand- the why about the whole ‘kicking me out’ by them..aha. Yknow, curiosity and all! ,, If that’s fine with you, that is.”

[pizza-let-loose]

"I don't know who the boss is, but the Specter told me that he has my kids. So I'm going to kill his whole army until he has to show his face or he gives me my children!" Sounds like the spectre might have her in a delusion, "Speaking of my kids, have you seen them. My son, he's blue. He'll be wearing headphones and a jacket. He likes video games. And my daughter. She's pink, diamond head, and wears dresses a lot. Their names are Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess" Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess. Wasn't Bluudud in the survivors' area? At least mentioned to be

[gambling-time]

777 was most likely staying silent, only limiting himself to nod to show that he understood. He’d then take a moment to ponder, even crossing his arm and weapon arm.

“Ii..uh- No, I don’t think I saw them. ..Buut-! If it’s something, I did hear something about Bluudud.”

He paused for a moment, keeping that short as he debated whether to ask or not. But perhaps, if he is careful enough with how he asks that, it’ll be fine? Yeah..as long as nobody tries to touch his F3X again or even try to harm it, things should be fine-..still though, it was probably best for the other to not know some things. Knowing who you hurt after a while of not knowing, or even do so in the first place, it can be..very awful. ..How does someone even ask about it carefully- eh, however it goes, it goes-

“,, Ii’m sure you will see both of them safe- bet both of your kids are looking for a way to see you again. Though, Have you not seen someone you know you could ask to or someone else from here? I meann..there could be a possibility of them seeing your kids. I might as well see what I can do, so..er. Yyeah-! ,, ohright- I have been meaning to ask, What happened to you? And, Do you know someone called Elliot?”

Honestly, 777 had no reason to help but, perhaps he can do something about it. It’d be the least he can do in case the other is in a delusion about that.

[pizza-let-loose]

She completely ignored the question about Elliot. This guy mentioned knowing something about her son. "What did you hear?" She was way to foused on her kids to get any sort of answers out of her, at least for the moment, "Tell me. What did you hear? Do you know where he is?"

[gambling-time]

777 narrowed his eyes briefly, even if his visor is only showing the usual casino-like ‘777’. He supposed he can wait about it, though those questions.. He uncrossed his arms.

“Not much, really-“

He decided to state first, moving his hand over his mouth before yawning. When was the last time he got to sleep? He wasn’t sure.

“I just heard one of those from the,,games, as I have understood- could be that blue kid. And I mayy have an idea of his whereabouts but, I’m not sure. I could be wrong.”

That was all he bothered to say, technically not lying, but at best skipping some specific info.

[pizza-let-loose]

She gets really close to the gambler. One of her legs pointed at him, ready to attack if he didn't give her what she wants. "Wh3r3." She demands. "Wh3r3 15 my 50n"

[gambling-time]

“Woah- okayy, no need to be close and all-“

777 had to take a step back, just to have enough space. Regarding the threat, he just kept on his usual grin, not exactly scared- but rather somewhat wary.

“Like I said- I could be wrong about where he is, but it should be possible for you to see him during those games.”

He stated, but paused briefly. His next words being more..serious, perhaps even careless about how he says things.

“,, Are you not tired..of being lied right at your face, and of empty promises that thing does? We all kill and everything, whether it be because of a betrayer or another reason- this, the suffering, is simply an entertainment for the Spectre. Sure, I guess we- or most of us- live thanks to It but..knowing, who you are even hurting and that you’ll be ‘fixed’ by It, isn’t something fun. But rather than stay..Why not find a way to leave or end It for once? Or ask those you kill something about your children?”

He’d eventually sigh quietly, narrowing his eyes for a moment. Oddly, he didn’t act as if he said nothing, nor did he bother to put on his usual grin and behavior.

[pizza-let-loose]

"1 45k. 1 b3g. 1 pl34d. n0n3 0f th3m w1ll t3ll m3 wh3r3 th3y 4r3. My ch1ldr3n 4rn't 0ut th3r3. i'v3 ch3ck3d m1ll0n5 0f t1m35." She pushes her leg into his chest, "why 4r3 y0u t3ll1ng m3 th15. D1d th3y 53nd y0u 45 4 d15tr4ct10n?" She pissed. She won't believe another word from you. Not until you can prove her children are in those games, which, what proof do you have that the spectre can't convince her that it's fabricated?

[gambling-time]

As soon as that happened, 777 grabbed a firm hold of the other’s leg, only to move it away, huffing quietly.

“Me..a distraction? Oh no, no. I’m simply here to visit Ell’. And why..? Because I know, what It did to me. Hell, might as well be either gone because of It or not remember any of this someday. ,, You are just lucky for even being able to remember your children.”

He had to take a small breath, presumably to try and cool down from this. Was there even any need for all of this? Sure, getting along and all would be the ideal but, he didn’t have to be friends with everyone.

“..If none of them will tell you, then maybe target someone who can’t defend themselves, or do it as always. Have none of them froze..at how you want them back, or been taking risks for the sake of you not harming others very often? Or ever tried to reason with you?..”

He sighed, slightly annoyed.

“,, Least thing I can do here is see for a place where both of you can meet out of those games, but only if both you and your son decide to take the risk, and if you can stay neutral.”

[pizza-let-loose]

"Shedletsky tends to follow me around. Sometimes he gets his hand on a ####### gun and shoots me." Could be one of her kids. Hard to tell without knowing what they do. She backs up, nowhere near calm enough to be trying this. "Where are you getting at?" she asks. There better be something foolproof for her to believe

[gambling-time]

777’s brows furrowed a bit, puzzled. Shed was there? And tends to use a gun?? That..sounded odd to him but, either way he had no idea about it nor did he really plan on meeting everyone soon. His lips parted slightly, halting as soon as he was about to speak when he heard that question. He wasn’t exactly sure how to answer that, and overall word specific things but, he should at least try. It wasn’t like she was going to be annoying like Mousy, anyways.

“Okay..That’s- something I can’t really know or guess- and I know, this may sound odd but- I’m trying to say that It, can’t be trusted.”

He referred to the Spectre by ‘It’, trying to word the best he can do asides of answering that question correctly, hopefully.

“I didn’t use..to remember who I was, or anything from my past other than who killed me, until I got some help from a world’s Noli. ,, One of those survivors..was my partner, and after all of those games even if I did things in my own way, I was still hurting the one I cared about most. Each time we saw, and since the day I went missing, I was hurting and upsetting him. And all of those times..I didn’t even remember him, all because of It. ,, But as for you? I don’t even have any idea of what It did, but it should still be possible for you to recognize your children. I can just- try to get both of you to talk, without anyone having to get hurt- So in the game..when you have to kill others, you can just- take a moment, and ask them things only your children would know about while saying..I dunno. That you won’t hurt them or something- or even listen carefully if any of them say their names at any moment. And if I get to convince him to come here with me, I’d let you see him, okay? You’d just have to stay neutral and quiet for his safety, if it makes sense.”

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[pizza-let-loose]

She seems to be fixated on the boss part, "That boss took my kids. Those people who work under him act like they know nothin! But I see through them! It told me that they took them. And I will get my kids back. Their boss has them, and if I kill enough of them, then he'll have to cave and give me my family back." She stabs one of her spider legs into the ground to emphasize the killing part. Then takes a breath. "Sorry about that. Anyway, welcome! I'm 118o8"

[gambling-time]

777 listened, brows furrowing. He..was still very confused about the whole boss thing but, at least he got the idea that this one killer at least has a,,fair reason. He nodded slowly, mostly just to show that he is listening rather than understanding wise- though he wasn’t scared when the other did that action. Why would he, either way? Sure, his past self would be scared and all but, he is different since that day. Even if those old memories are still there,, Though..the only ‘boss’ he could think of was Don but, it can’t be him, right? Maybe it is just someone else-

“Ehh- no need to worry, really- It must be awful to have your family,,separated, and have to endure who knows how long without any news of them. I hope you get what you wish soon.”

His wording may be slightly off, but perhaps he just didn’t know well how to word there- or really feel. He smiled a bit, offering the other a hand for a handshake.

“Ou- Thank you-! It’s a pleasure to meet you, 118o8. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. I mayy or may not be around these places often, if I’m lucky enough- thoughh..I couldn’t help but notice that there are many tents here, and a cabin, I think-? It really looks like there could be more ppl here-“

He said first, side eyeing the area of what he mentioned before gazing back, pondering briefly.

“Say..maaybe we could talk more about whoever that boss is? I meann..I’d love to know who that could be, and who could be those other ppl, too. Ohand- the why about the whole ‘kicking me out’ by them..aha. Yknow, curiosity and all! ,, If that’s fine with you, that is.”

[pizza-let-loose]

"I don't know who the boss is, but the Specter told me that he has my kids. So I'm going to kill his whole army until he has to show his face or he gives me my children!" Sounds like the spectre might have her in a delusion, "Speaking of my kids, have you seen them. My son, he's blue. He'll be wearing headphones and a jacket. He likes video games. And my daughter. She's pink, diamond head, and wears dresses a lot. Their names are Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess" Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess. Wasn't Bluudud in the survivors' area? At least mentioned to be

[gambling-time]

777 was most likely staying silent, only limiting himself to nod to show that he understood. He’d then take a moment to ponder, even crossing his arm and weapon arm.

“Ii..uh- No, I don’t think I saw them. ..Buut-! If it’s something, I did hear something about Bluudud.”

He paused for a moment, keeping that short as he debated whether to ask or not. But perhaps, if he is careful enough with how he asks that, it’ll be fine? Yeah..as long as nobody tries to touch his F3X again or even try to harm it, things should be fine-..still though, it was probably best for the other to not know some things. Knowing who you hurt after a while of not knowing, or even do so in the first place, it can be..very awful. ..How does someone even ask about it carefully- eh, however it goes, it goes-

“,, Ii’m sure you will see both of them safe- bet both of your kids are looking for a way to see you again. Though, Have you not seen someone you know you could ask to or someone else from here? I meann..there could be a possibility of them seeing your kids. I might as well see what I can do, so..er. Yyeah-! ,, ohright- I have been meaning to ask, What happened to you? And, Do you know someone called Elliot?”

Honestly, 777 had no reason to help but, perhaps he can do something about it. It’d be the least he can do in case the other is in a delusion about that.

[pizza-let-loose]

She completely ignored the question about Elliot. This guy mentioned knowing something about her son. "What did you hear?" She was way to foused on her kids to get any sort of answers out of her, at least for the moment, "Tell me. What did you hear? Do you know where he is?"

[gambling-time]

777 narrowed his eyes briefly, even if his visor is only showing the usual casino-like ‘777’. He supposed he can wait about it, though those questions.. He uncrossed his arms.

“Not much, really-“

He decided to state first, moving his hand over his mouth before yawning. When was the last time he got to sleep? He wasn’t sure.

“I just heard one of those from the,,games, as I have understood- could be that blue kid. And I mayy have an idea of his whereabouts but, I’m not sure. I could be wrong.”

That was all he bothered to say, technically not lying, but at best skipping some specific info.

[pizza-let-loose]

She gets really close to the gambler. One of her legs pointed at him, ready to attack if he didn't give her what she wants. "Wh3r3." She demands. "Wh3r3 15 my 50n"

[gambling-time]

“Woah- okayy, no need to be close and all-“

777 had to take a step back, just to have enough space. Regarding the threat, he just kept on his usual grin, not exactly scared- but rather somewhat wary.

“Like I said- I could be wrong about where he is, but it should be possible for you to see him during those games.”

He stated, but paused briefly. His next words being more..serious, perhaps even careless about how he says things.

“,, Are you not tired..of being lied right at your face, and of empty promises that thing does? We all kill and everything, whether it be because of a betrayer or another reason- this, the suffering, is simply an entertainment for the Spectre. Sure, I guess we- or most of us- live thanks to It but..knowing, who you are even hurting and that you’ll be ‘fixed’ by It, isn’t something fun. But rather than stay..Why not find a way to leave or end It for once? Or ask those you kill something about your children?”

He’d eventually sigh quietly, narrowing his eyes for a moment. Oddly, he didn’t act as if he said nothing, nor did he bother to put on his usual grin and behavior.

[pizza-let-loose]

"1 45k. 1 b3g. 1 pl34d. n0n3 0f th3m w1ll t3ll m3 wh3r3 th3y 4r3. My ch1ldr3n 4rn't 0ut th3r3. i'v3 ch3ck3d m1ll0n5 0f t1m35." She pushes her leg into his chest, "why 4r3 y0u t3ll1ng m3 th15. D1d th3y 53nd y0u 45 4 d15tr4ct10n?" She pissed. She won't believe another word from you. Not until you can prove her children are in those games, which, what proof do you have that the spectre can't convince her that it's fabricated?

[gambling-time]

As soon as that happened, 777 grabbed a firm hold of the other’s leg, only to move it away, huffing quietly.

“Me..a distraction? Oh no, no. I’m simply here to visit Ell’. And why..? Because I know, what It did to me. Hell, might as well be either gone because of It or not remember any of this someday. ,, You are just lucky for even being able to remember your children.”

He had to take a small breath, presumably to try and cool down from this. Was there even any need for all of this? Sure, getting along and all would be the ideal but, he didn’t have to be friends with everyone.

“..If none of them will tell you, then maybe target someone who can’t defend themselves, or do it as always. Have none of them froze..at how you want them back, or been taking risks for the sake of you not harming others very often? Or ever tried to reason with you?..”

He sighed, slightly annoyed.

“,, Least thing I can do here is see for a place where both of you can meet out of those games, but only if both you and your son decide to take the risk, and if you can stay neutral.”

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[pizza-let-loose]

She seems to be fixated on the boss part, "That boss took my kids. Those people who work under him act like they know nothin! But I see through them! It told me that they took them. And I will get my kids back. Their boss has them, and if I kill enough of them, then he'll have to cave and give me my family back." She stabs one of her spider legs into the ground to emphasize the killing part. Then takes a breath. "Sorry about that. Anyway, welcome! I'm 118o8"

[gambling-time]

777 listened, brows furrowing. He..was still very confused about the whole boss thing but, at least he got the idea that this one killer at least has a,,fair reason. He nodded slowly, mostly just to show that he is listening rather than understanding wise- though he wasn’t scared when the other did that action. Why would he, either way? Sure, his past self would be scared and all but, he is different since that day. Even if those old memories are still there,, Though..the only ‘boss’ he could think of was Don but, it can’t be him, right? Maybe it is just someone else-

“Ehh- no need to worry, really- It must be awful to have your family,,separated, and have to endure who knows how long without any news of them. I hope you get what you wish soon.”

His wording may be slightly off, but perhaps he just didn’t know well how to word there- or really feel. He smiled a bit, offering the other a hand for a handshake.

“Ou- Thank you-! It’s a pleasure to meet you, 118o8. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. I mayy or may not be around these places often, if I’m lucky enough- thoughh..I couldn’t help but notice that there are many tents here, and a cabin, I think-? It really looks like there could be more ppl here-“

He said first, side eyeing the area of what he mentioned before gazing back, pondering briefly.

“Say..maaybe we could talk more about whoever that boss is? I meann..I’d love to know who that could be, and who could be those other ppl, too. Ohand- the why about the whole ‘kicking me out’ by them..aha. Yknow, curiosity and all! ,, If that’s fine with you, that is.”

[pizza-let-loose]

"I don't know who the boss is, but the Specter told me that he has my kids. So I'm going to kill his whole army until he has to show his face or he gives me my children!" Sounds like the spectre might have her in a delusion, "Speaking of my kids, have you seen them. My son, he's blue. He'll be wearing headphones and a jacket. He likes video games. And my daughter. She's pink, diamond head, and wears dresses a lot. Their names are Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess" Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess. Wasn't Bluudud in the survivors' area? At least mentioned to be

[gambling-time]

777 was most likely staying silent, only limiting himself to nod to show that he understood. He’d then take a moment to ponder, even crossing his arm and weapon arm.

“Ii..uh- No, I don’t think I saw them. ..Buut-! If it’s something, I did hear something about Bluudud.”

He paused for a moment, keeping that short as he debated whether to ask or not. But perhaps, if he is careful enough with how he asks that, it’ll be fine? Yeah..as long as nobody tries to touch his F3X again or even try to harm it, things should be fine-..still though, it was probably best for the other to not know some things. Knowing who you hurt after a while of not knowing, or even do so in the first place, it can be..very awful. ..How does someone even ask about it carefully- eh, however it goes, it goes-

“,, Ii’m sure you will see both of them safe- bet both of your kids are looking for a way to see you again. Though, Have you not seen someone you know you could ask to or someone else from here? I meann..there could be a possibility of them seeing your kids. I might as well see what I can do, so..er. Yyeah-! ,, ohright- I have been meaning to ask, What happened to you? And, Do you know someone called Elliot?”

Honestly, 777 had no reason to help but, perhaps he can do something about it. It’d be the least he can do in case the other is in a delusion about that.

[pizza-let-loose]

She completely ignored the question about Elliot. This guy mentioned knowing something about her son. "What did you hear?" She was way to foused on her kids to get any sort of answers out of her, at least for the moment, "Tell me. What did you hear? Do you know where he is?"

[gambling-time]

777 narrowed his eyes briefly, even if his visor is only showing the usual casino-like ‘777’. He supposed he can wait about it, though those questions.. He uncrossed his arms.

“Not much, really-“

He decided to state first, moving his hand over his mouth before yawning. When was the last time he got to sleep? He wasn’t sure.

“I just heard one of those from the,,games, as I have understood- could be that blue kid. And I mayy have an idea of his whereabouts but, I’m not sure. I could be wrong.”

That was all he bothered to say, technically not lying, but at best skipping some specific info.

[pizza-let-loose]

She gets really close to the gambler. One of her legs pointed at him, ready to attack if he didn't give her what she wants. "Wh3r3." She demands. "Wh3r3 15 my 50n"

[gambling-time]

“Woah- okayy, no need to be close and all-“

777 had to take a step back, just to have enough space. Regarding the threat, he just kept on his usual grin, not exactly scared- but rather somewhat wary.

“Like I said- I could be wrong about where he is, but it should be possible for you to see him during those games.”

He stated, but paused briefly. His next words being more..serious, perhaps even careless about how he says things.

“,, Are you not tired..of being lied right at your face, and of empty promises that thing does? We all kill and everything, whether it be because of a betrayer or another reason- this, the suffering, is simply an entertainment for the Spectre. Sure, I guess we- or most of us- live thanks to It but..knowing, who you are even hurting and that you’ll be ‘fixed’ by It, isn’t something fun. But rather than stay..Why not find a way to leave or end It for once? Or ask those you kill something about your children?”

He’d eventually sigh quietly, narrowing his eyes for a moment. Oddly, he didn’t act as if he said nothing, nor did he bother to put on his usual grin and behavior.

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[pizza-let-loose]

She seems to be fixated on the boss part, "That boss took my kids. Those people who work under him act like they know nothin! But I see through them! It told me that they took them. And I will get my kids back. Their boss has them, and if I kill enough of them, then he'll have to cave and give me my family back." She stabs one of her spider legs into the ground to emphasize the killing part. Then takes a breath. "Sorry about that. Anyway, welcome! I'm 118o8"

[gambling-time]

777 listened, brows furrowing. He..was still very confused about the whole boss thing but, at least he got the idea that this one killer at least has a,,fair reason. He nodded slowly, mostly just to show that he is listening rather than understanding wise- though he wasn’t scared when the other did that action. Why would he, either way? Sure, his past self would be scared and all but, he is different since that day. Even if those old memories are still there,, Though..the only ‘boss’ he could think of was Don but, it can’t be him, right? Maybe it is just someone else-

“Ehh- no need to worry, really- It must be awful to have your family,,separated, and have to endure who knows how long without any news of them. I hope you get what you wish soon.”

His wording may be slightly off, but perhaps he just didn’t know well how to word there- or really feel. He smiled a bit, offering the other a hand for a handshake.

“Ou- Thank you-! It’s a pleasure to meet you, 118o8. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. I mayy or may not be around these places often, if I’m lucky enough- thoughh..I couldn’t help but notice that there are many tents here, and a cabin, I think-? It really looks like there could be more ppl here-“

He said first, side eyeing the area of what he mentioned before gazing back, pondering briefly.

“Say..maaybe we could talk more about whoever that boss is? I meann..I’d love to know who that could be, and who could be those other ppl, too. Ohand- the why about the whole ‘kicking me out’ by them..aha. Yknow, curiosity and all! ,, If that’s fine with you, that is.”

[pizza-let-loose]

"I don't know who the boss is, but the Specter told me that he has my kids. So I'm going to kill his whole army until he has to show his face or he gives me my children!" Sounds like the spectre might have her in a delusion, "Speaking of my kids, have you seen them. My son, he's blue. He'll be wearing headphones and a jacket. He likes video games. And my daughter. She's pink, diamond head, and wears dresses a lot. Their names are Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess" Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess. Wasn't Bluudud in the survivors' area? At least mentioned to be

[gambling-time]

777 was most likely staying silent, only limiting himself to nod to show that he understood. He’d then take a moment to ponder, even crossing his arm and weapon arm.

“Ii..uh- No, I don’t think I saw them. ..Buut-! If it’s something, I did hear something about Bluudud.”

He paused for a moment, keeping that short as he debated whether to ask or not. But perhaps, if he is careful enough with how he asks that, it’ll be fine? Yeah..as long as nobody tries to touch his F3X again or even try to harm it, things should be fine-..still though, it was probably best for the other to not know some things. Knowing who you hurt after a while of not knowing, or even do so in the first place, it can be..very awful. ..How does someone even ask about it carefully- eh, however it goes, it goes-

“,, Ii’m sure you will see both of them safe- bet both of your kids are looking for a way to see you again. Though, Have you not seen someone you know you could ask to or someone else from here? I meann..there could be a possibility of them seeing your kids. I might as well see what I can do, so..er. Yyeah-! ,, ohright- I have been meaning to ask, What happened to you? And, Do you know someone called Elliot?”

Honestly, 777 had no reason to help but, perhaps he can do something about it. It’d be the least he can do in case the other is in a delusion about that.

[pizza-let-loose]

She completely ignored the question about Elliot. This guy mentioned knowing something about her son. "What did you hear?" She was way to foused on her kids to get any sort of answers out of her, at least for the moment, "Tell me. What did you hear? Do you know where he is?"

[gambling-time]

777 narrowed his eyes briefly, even if his visor is only showing the usual casino-like ‘777’. He supposed he can wait about it, though those questions.. He uncrossed his arms.

“Not much, really-“

He decided to state first, moving his hand over his mouth before yawning. When was the last time he got to sleep? He wasn’t sure.

“I just heard one of those from the,,games, as I have understood- could be that blue kid. And I mayy have an idea of his whereabouts but, I’m not sure. I could be wrong.”

That was all he bothered to say, technically not lying, but at best skipping some specific info.

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[pizza-let-loose]

She seems to be fixated on the boss part, "That boss took my kids. Those people who work under him act like they know nothin! But I see through them! It told me that they took them. And I will get my kids back. Their boss has them, and if I kill enough of them, then he'll have to cave and give me my family back." She stabs one of her spider legs into the ground to emphasize the killing part. Then takes a breath. "Sorry about that. Anyway, welcome! I'm 118o8"

[gambling-time]

777 listened, brows furrowing. He..was still very confused about the whole boss thing but, at least he got the idea that this one killer at least has a,,fair reason. He nodded slowly, mostly just to show that he is listening rather than understanding wise- though he wasn’t scared when the other did that action. Why would he, either way? Sure, his past self would be scared and all but, he is different since that day. Even if those old memories are still there,, Though..the only ‘boss’ he could think of was Don but, it can’t be him, right? Maybe it is just someone else-

“Ehh- no need to worry, really- It must be awful to have your family,,separated, and have to endure who knows how long without any news of them. I hope you get what you wish soon.”

His wording may be slightly off, but perhaps he just didn’t know well how to word there- or really feel. He smiled a bit, offering the other a hand for a handshake.

“Ou- Thank you-! It’s a pleasure to meet you, 118o8. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. I mayy or may not be around these places often, if I’m lucky enough- thoughh..I couldn’t help but notice that there are many tents here, and a cabin, I think-? It really looks like there could be more ppl here-“

He said first, side eyeing the area of what he mentioned before gazing back, pondering briefly.

“Say..maaybe we could talk more about whoever that boss is? I meann..I’d love to know who that could be, and who could be those other ppl, too. Ohand- the why about the whole ‘kicking me out’ by them..aha. Yknow, curiosity and all! ,, If that’s fine with you, that is.”

[pizza-let-loose]

"I don't know who the boss is, but the Specter told me that he has my kids. So I'm going to kill his whole army until he has to show his face or he gives me my children!" Sounds like the spectre might have her in a delusion, "Speaking of my kids, have you seen them. My son, he's blue. He'll be wearing headphones and a jacket. He likes video games. And my daughter. She's pink, diamond head, and wears dresses a lot. Their names are Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess" Bluudud and Pr3ttypriincess. Wasn't Bluudud in the survivors' area? At least mentioned to be

[gambling-time]

777 was most likely staying silent, only limiting himself to nod to show that he understood. He’d then take a moment to ponder, even crossing his arm and weapon arm.

“Ii..uh- No, I don’t think I saw them. ..Buut-! If it’s something, I did hear something about Bluudud.”

He paused for a moment, keeping that short as he debated whether to ask or not. But perhaps, if he is careful enough with how he asks that, it’ll be fine? Yeah..as long as nobody tries to touch his F3X again or even try to harm it, things should be fine-..still though, it was probably best for the other to not know some things. Knowing who you hurt after a while of not knowing, or even do so in the first place, it can be..very awful. ..How does someone even ask about it carefully- eh, however it goes, it goes-

“,, Ii’m sure you will see both of them safe- bet both of your kids are looking for a way to see you again. Though, Have you not seen someone you know you could ask to or someone else from here? I meann..there could be a possibility of them seeing your kids. I might as well see what I can do, so..er. Yyeah-! ,, ohright- I have been meaning to ask, What happened to you? And, Do you know someone called Elliot?”

Honestly, 777 had no reason to help but, perhaps he can do something about it. It’d be the least he can do in case the other is in a delusion about that.

[telamon-xd]

Ooc: This can be for anyone of your choice- sorry it is too short, I don’t know much to type- :,> @gambling-time

After some time of meeting the gambler- and possibly spending some hours to gamble too- 777 was wandering around this world’s city by himself. Despite not being sure whether to visit the pizzeria or another place, he only limited himself to keep walking and looking around the places.

—> 🂱

Elliot had been riding his scooter,having finished work for the night,and was heading home,before spotting 777,he was startled-he'd never seen someone like this outside of the cats realm before!?!? Maybe this whole world is the cats realm.. He stopped his scooter-blinking at the figure. why do they look like chance..?

I'm so sorry this is late you can ignore this if you want i went through artblock and finishing up my house

I thought maybe elliot could be interesting to talk to

[gambling-time]

Ooc: :0 the pizza boie- ou, is alright, dw! I don’t mind waiting- I hope everything is going well for you and tyt as much need. Alsouh, sorry for the delay as well, I didn’t know what to type asides of oversleep :,> I hope this is okay!

777’s walking eventually came to a halt, now gazing down at his right shoulder where the F3X is. His expression remained neutral as his hand moved close enough to said item,,Perhaps, he could do something to remove it? He could try to gamble about it, maybe even try to fix it himself. As much as he could use it, as much as how useful the item can be..the constant awful pain that comes from what’s corrupted- furthermore, the very slow process of how that corruption was taking to the rest of his body.. There were many things to be concerned about, but this was gambling- whether it was for the best or for the worst, regarding of his own reasons back then..it wasn’t like a world’s Specter didn’t say they’d ‘fix’ him, either way. ..Just as 777 was about to try and grab the item, he halted upon hearing a not-so far away noise that was getting close to where he is, quickly moving his hand to rest on one of his pockets. He’d soon gaze at where the sound was coming from, eventually spotting Elliot and staring down at him.

“Heyyy..Ell’! Didn’t think t-..Youuh. Is everything alright there? You look as if you saw a ghost or something-”

He managed to say albeit somewhat improvised, greeting the pizza boy with the usual cocky grin. He seemed to show a slight hint of concern despite his choice of words. He..probably should have thought twice when it comes to the greeting-

[telamon-xd]

Elliot blinks,shaking his head. cmon Elliot! its rude to stare! He coughs,then speaks up,voice slightly quiet "how do you know my name-? uhm- sorry. you look like somebody I know. i didnt mean to stare! really! you're uh.. pretty tall." the pizza boy stammered, it wasnt everyday you saw a very tall lookalike of your favorite customer!

[gambling-time]

777 internally went ‘A-‘ after realizing that slight error from his part.

“A- well- Iii heard good things, about a pizzeria and about that,,name, whose pizzas are the best- souh- yeah-“

He had to do a quiet ‘ahem’ just to compose himself. Though before he continued, he had to kneel down on the ground, just to make himself not be too tall hopefully. He shook his head, keeping on the usual grin as his cable-like tail swayed slowly.

“..Anyways-! I assure you, I don’t bite. I maay be quite tall and all, so I get it can be,,intimidating to many, or scary- Ou,,no need to apologize for anything, really, I don’t mind. Besidess..you also look like someone I know, so..I thought you were them. ,, Aha..Sorry if I gave you a scare. And for the, whole thing about the name-”

He lets out quiet awkward chuckle, the grin being a silly one now. He offered his hand for a possible handshake, or perhaps he just wanted to give the other some pats.

“Say..about me looking like someone you know, What’d be their name? And I know it is quite late to ask but, Would you be fine if I borrow some of your time? Just for a bit-“

Even if it’s silly to ask about, he’d ask those questions either way. Besides, he didn’t want to bother him too much.

[telamon-xd]

Elliot gathers himself at the mention of the pizzaria,always happy to talk about his familys buisness "well-yeah! i'd say we're one of the better ones in town- or the only one..i think? i dont pay attention-" He watched the taller crouch down to his level,adjusting one of his gloves as he looks over the strange individual "oh-no worries! I'm used to serving some pretty strnge people! and fighting off some too. and what a coincidence! Maybe the world isnt quite as big as i thought it was." Elliot accepts the handshake,understanding the stranger wasnt as dangerous as they appeared "ok-so I know I shouldn't have favorites..its not very professional-but you look similar to my favorite customer who comes around at least once a week. he's super sweet and charming,they make my day. Their name is Chance,mine is elliot,by the way. and sure-i just clocked out of work for the night-i have nowhere else to be." He gives the stranger a smile,similar to his customer service smile

[gambling-time]

777 listened in silence, nodding slightly.

“Oh, Really?- Waitwaitwait- There were times where you had to fight people?-“

Despite the slight concern, he grinned and showed his sharp teeth when he did so, his charger-like tail swaying for a bit. After the handshake, he gave Elliot a small pat to the head, perhaps out of habit. Although, that kind of smile and comment took him aback. His visor showed ‘…’ briefly along with a glitch that happened during that moment, seemingly to be..speechless-? before he just smiled a bit, now standing back up.

“D’Aww- I’m preetty sure he’d be happy to hear that! Aha- bet hearing such from you would make him special, too. I can see your point, honestly. Got to meet him- he was nice to talk with. ,, Maaybe I will see to bring him to your pizzeria any time soon, and Don’s Casino-“

He paused briefly, now grinning cockily. He..wasn’t sure whether to state being a Chance from another world or not, nor if he should try to meet more often asides of trying to potentially keep both safe.

“Ou-..right- uh. Thank you, and it’s a pleasure to meet you, Elliot. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. ,, Is there maybee..a place you’d like to go, or where it’d be possible to rest a bit?”

He added, improvising with the question for now, not willing for the other to have to stay standing who knows how much time. He wasn’t sure either if it’s cold, so he might as well ask that eventually.

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[pizza-let-loose]

She seems to be fixated on the boss part, "That boss took my kids. Those people who work under him act like they know nothin! But I see through them! It told me that they took them. And I will get my kids back. Their boss has them, and if I kill enough of them, then he'll have to cave and give me my family back." She stabs one of her spider legs into the ground to emphasize the killing part. Then takes a breath. "Sorry about that. Anyway, welcome! I'm 118o8"

[gambling-time]

777 listened, brows furrowing. He..was still very confused about the whole boss thing but, at least he got the idea that this one killer at least has a,,fair reason. He nodded slowly, mostly just to show that he is listening rather than understanding wise- though he wasn’t scared when the other did that action. Why would he, either way? Sure, his past self would be scared and all but, he is different since that day. Even if those old memories are still there,, Though..the only ‘boss’ he could think of was Don but, it can’t be him, right? Maybe it is just someone else-

“Ehh- no need to worry, really- It must be awful to have your family,,separated, and have to endure who knows how long without any news of them. I hope you get what you wish soon.”

His wording may be slightly off, but perhaps he just didn’t know well how to word there- or really feel. He smiled a bit, offering the other a hand for a handshake.

“Ou- Thank you-! It’s a pleasure to meet you, 118o8. Name’s Subject777, but you can call me 777 for short. I mayy or may not be around these places often, if I’m lucky enough- thoughh..I couldn’t help but notice that there are many tents here, and a cabin, I think-? It really looks like there could be more ppl here-“

He said first, side eyeing the area of what he mentioned before gazing back, pondering briefly.

“Say..maaybe we could talk more about whoever that boss is? I meann..I’d love to know who that could be, and who could be those other ppl, too. Ohand- the why about the whole ‘kicking me out’ by them..aha. Yknow, curiosity and all! ,, If that’s fine with you, that is.”

[pizza-let-loose]

@gambling-time

777 after leaving the building where he previously was headed towards the area where the survivors don’t have to go, only to go through there till he finally got to the killers’s side. He glanced around for a moment, his visor glitching briefly. And soon enough, he walked around the area carelessly, looking for Elliot first.

“I wonder..if things are the same here- or similar enough..”

He mumbled lowly to himself, pondering.

Tents, a bunch of them. The Killers seem to only have one cabin. You can't help but feel something behind you

"Oh damn, a newbie"

Oh its one of them. Not Elliot, unfortunately. She has spider-like legs coming out from her back. She stood taller than the gamblr on those legs, and her body looked like it was melting

"Are you new here, or did your boss kick you out?"

Boss? What the hell was she on about?

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times upon spotting the tents, his visor showing ‘???’ then ‘!!!’ as his body did a slight jump, startled at first. He did not expect this-

“A- Heeyyy..!-“

He improvised a quick greeting as he turned around to gaze at the one who spoke to him, putting on a cocky grin as if to play that he definitely didn’t get startled or anything. 777 stared at her, then at her appearance, his visor going back to showing ‘???’. Who was she? What even made her look like that?- gosh, he never knew there could be ppl who are taller than him, or at least look like that.

“Hu,,What- boss?? Ii have no idea what you are talking about there, but- I suppose I’m new around here..aha. ,, Who are you-? And about the whole..’boss’ thing. What do you mean?”

He managed to say, asking those questions out of curiosity. Honestly, he wanted to know about that over everything that was said. He’d ask more, but for now he limited his questions to only 2 at a time.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

[Trim]

"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

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"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

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"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

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Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

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Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

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"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

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"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

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"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

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"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

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"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

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Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

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"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

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"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”

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"n444hhhh y0ur funnny. 1 th1nk 1'm g0nn4 5t4y" Noli says. He starts floating around the gambler, a cocky smile on his face

[gambling-time]

“..Ii wouldn’t recommend you to stay, honestly-! Unless you want to meet all of the killers by yourself. Besides! I will only be taking a small break, sooo..there’s nothing to watch.”

777 said, placing a hand over his mouth before yawning. Not a lie at all, but hopefully it is convincing enough. Not that he’ll go there any time soon yet anyways, he just needed a moment longer with Mafioso even if it’s probably best to leave things for later. That and he was curious about the basement, so it was worth two shots to see it and talk about their meeting as well.

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"1-1-1'm sur3 1 c4n f1nnd s0m3th1ng t0 d0" Noli looks at the F3X and reaches to touch it, "L1k3 wh4t d053 th15 l1ttl3 th1ngy d0?"

[gambling-time]

“Suure you will. Who knows, maybe Lady Luck will be by your side about that,,or not- Hu,, What are you trying t-“

777 narrowed his eyes at first, keeping on the cocky grin. It’s a shame that didn’t work.. His words were cut off as soon as Noli managed to touch the F3X. Noli would most likely feel a numbing kind of pain coming from his fingertips as they slightly seemed to get,,corrupted, as if something black appearing there bit by bit- but before the corruption would stay there for certain and to avoid any possible scars for removing the hand kind of late, 777 swiftly grabbed a tight hold of Noli’s wrist, most likely digging his claws-like nails there as he yanked his hand away as soon as he could do. Despite his body tensing, he had to keep on said grin as he stared down at the other, eventually letting go of the wrist as if nothing happened.

“That’s nothing of your concern. After all, some things are best to keep as a secret, Right? So! Enjoy keeping that curiosity to yourselff-! Even if curiosity can kill-“

That’s all he bothered to say rather than straight say to not touch it again- although he didn’t really answer that question.

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Noli backs up, shaking his hand- it feels like his skin is crawling, dear specter; he hated that feeling so much. He didn't even look or notice any of the corruption he might have gotten on his hand, "g0t-g0t 1t" He's quiet for once in his life, just trying to get the feeling of someone touching his damaged skin to go away

[gambling-time]

777 wasn’t exactly..sure, how to feel about this. In a way, Noli did deserve that..but seeing it differently, Noli did help him even if it was for his own entertainment. He couldn’t help but sigh quietly. And see the other being quiet? That was certainly odd. 777 stayed silent as he observed, albeit more than he should have.

“,, Maaybe you should go and see if someone can check on your hand- just in case. And something for that pain,,assuming you got to experience the same thing-..aha. But heyy..your hand should be feeling better soon! I think-..uh. ,,Yyeah I have no idea how that works-“

Honestly, he never got to try and spread the corruption by himself so far..nor even witness that Builderman do so because of him. Gladly he had his memories back and the control of the item over him to seem,,dormant just like that Seven’s virus so far. He would have hated it if he were to harm someone again because of either things, even more if he were to behave different again.

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"1-1-1-1-1t'5 unc0mf0r4bll3333" He whines. He stops shaking his hand and inspects it. "wh4t-wh4t d1d y0u d0 t0 my h4nd?" he looks more curious than worried about anything. Besides, if this kills him or anything, he'll just revive

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, slightly surprised as well. He decided to give Noli a small pat to the head.

“Ehh- you will get used to it, eventually! Maybe- who knows.”

He didn’t think much about his words when the other was whining. Even if his words sounded..careless, there wasn’t much to do. What else can he really say? Nobody was in the same situation like him, not even close to experience that constant awful pain he feels ever since he got that item. Months? Years? He didn’t know. 777 stared at the hand for a moment, perhaps out of curiosity. It didn’t take him long to blink a few times, puzzled by the question.

“Wh..me? I did nothing- really- ..wait. Are you not, scared or something?? I mean- you could have gotten yourself killed- or worse, if I didn’t do anything. Like, seriously, you wouldn’t like to find that out.”

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"W-w-why w0uld 1 b3 5c4r3d? 1 h4v3 th3 v01d 5t4r. th15 th1ng r0tt3d my b0dy" Noli's hand isn't bothering him as much anymore, which is a good thing for the rotten man

[gambling-time]

“Hu,, That did?- Dawg. Bet that was painful- ou..uh. Idunno- I mean. No idea how it’d affect you or anyone, really. Maybe you’d have that pain slowly expand,, or-“

He shook his head just to not ramble about it, only to shrug and vaguely point at himself- or more like pointing at the corrupted parts of his own body. He didn’t need to be too specific, or at least not give more info.

“I suppose, these kind of things are different for everyone. Though about that void star- How did you get it? Do you not regret keeping it or something?”

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"Why-why w0uld 1 t3ll y0u h0w 1 g0t my pr1d3 4nd j0y?" Noli asks, pulling the void star close to him with his uninfected hand, acting like it was the most precious thing in the world. Noli looks at the F3x "H0w-h0w d1d y0u g3t th4t?"

[gambling-time]

777 raised a brow, somewhat pouting as if complaining, only to soon put on the usual cocky grin.

“Aww mann..It’s not like I’d break it or something-“

He shrugged, briefly staring at the void star before opening and gazing at the admin panel. He lets out a thoughtful hum, seeming to be thinking about some things before he started typing things there.

“I would looove to yap and all about it..but! I will pass. Or maybe another day. Oh, as for your question..Why not? Are you not dying to yap and yap about it and all the things you can do? Besides! I’m sure Seven would love to see you again.”

He was..slightly off, oddly enough yet, easy to dismiss. And of course, as he was speaking, he made a letter appear and warp somewhere random within the place Mafioso is currently at. The letter would only specify the day, time and place of their meeting: Tomorrow, 7PM, Lake. Of course, the panel would close as soon as that was done. 777 would soon take a moment to stretch, even if his body tensed at such awful pain that caused his right shoulder and the areas that were corrupted too so far.

“Aanyways! I believe I overstayed here..soo- I will get going. Have fun trolling that betrayerrr-“

He said seconds later, referring to iTrapped. And to not have to stay there more time, he simply walked towards the exit of the building then left. He had to hurry just enough to not be late, even though he wasn’t quite sure if the side of the survivors had a lake too.

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Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

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[Trim]

"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

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"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

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Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

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Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

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"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

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"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

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"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

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"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

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"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

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Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

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"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

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"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”

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"n444hhhh y0ur funnny. 1 th1nk 1'm g0nn4 5t4y" Noli says. He starts floating around the gambler, a cocky smile on his face

[gambling-time]

“..Ii wouldn’t recommend you to stay, honestly-! Unless you want to meet all of the killers by yourself. Besides! I will only be taking a small break, sooo..there’s nothing to watch.”

777 said, placing a hand over his mouth before yawning. Not a lie at all, but hopefully it is convincing enough. Not that he’ll go there any time soon yet anyways, he just needed a moment longer with Mafioso even if it’s probably best to leave things for later. That and he was curious about the basement, so it was worth two shots to see it and talk about their meeting as well.

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"1-1-1'm sur3 1 c4n f1nnd s0m3th1ng t0 d0" Noli looks at the F3X and reaches to touch it, "L1k3 wh4t d053 th15 l1ttl3 th1ngy d0?"

[gambling-time]

“Suure you will. Who knows, maybe Lady Luck will be by your side about that,,or not- Hu,, What are you trying t-“

777 narrowed his eyes at first, keeping on the cocky grin. It’s a shame that didn’t work.. His words were cut off as soon as Noli managed to touch the F3X. Noli would most likely feel a numbing kind of pain coming from his fingertips as they slightly seemed to get,,corrupted, as if something black appearing there bit by bit- but before the corruption would stay there for certain and to avoid any possible scars for removing the hand kind of late, 777 swiftly grabbed a tight hold of Noli’s wrist, most likely digging his claws-like nails there as he yanked his hand away as soon as he could do. Despite his body tensing, he had to keep on said grin as he stared down at the other, eventually letting go of the wrist as if nothing happened.

“That’s nothing of your concern. After all, some things are best to keep as a secret, Right? So! Enjoy keeping that curiosity to yourselff-! Even if curiosity can kill-“

That’s all he bothered to say rather than straight say to not touch it again- although he didn’t really answer that question.

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Noli backs up, shaking his hand- it feels like his skin is crawling, dear specter; he hated that feeling so much. He didn't even look or notice any of the corruption he might have gotten on his hand, "g0t-g0t 1t" He's quiet for once in his life, just trying to get the feeling of someone touching his damaged skin to go away

[gambling-time]

777 wasn’t exactly..sure, how to feel about this. In a way, Noli did deserve that..but seeing it differently, Noli did help him even if it was for his own entertainment. He couldn’t help but sigh quietly. And see the other being quiet? That was certainly odd. 777 stayed silent as he observed, albeit more than he should have.

“,, Maaybe you should go and see if someone can check on your hand- just in case. And something for that pain,,assuming you got to experience the same thing-..aha. But heyy..your hand should be feeling better soon! I think-..uh. ,,Yyeah I have no idea how that works-“

Honestly, he never got to try and spread the corruption by himself so far..nor even witness that Builderman do so because of him. Gladly he had his memories back and the control of the item over him to seem,,dormant just like that Seven’s virus so far. He would have hated it if he were to harm someone again because of either things, even more if he were to behave different again.

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"1-1-1-1-1t'5 unc0mf0r4bll3333" He whines. He stops shaking his hand and inspects it. "wh4t-wh4t d1d y0u d0 t0 my h4nd?" he looks more curious than worried about anything. Besides, if this kills him or anything, he'll just revive

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, slightly surprised as well. He decided to give Noli a small pat to the head.

“Ehh- you will get used to it, eventually! Maybe- who knows.”

He didn’t think much about his words when the other was whining. Even if his words sounded..careless, there wasn’t much to do. What else can he really say? Nobody was in the same situation like him, not even close to experience that constant awful pain he feels ever since he got that item. Months? Years? He didn’t know. 777 stared at the hand for a moment, perhaps out of curiosity. It didn’t take him long to blink a few times, puzzled by the question.

“Wh..me? I did nothing- really- ..wait. Are you not, scared or something?? I mean- you could have gotten yourself killed- or worse, if I didn’t do anything. Like, seriously, you wouldn’t like to find that out.”

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"W-w-why w0uld 1 b3 5c4r3d? 1 h4v3 th3 v01d 5t4r. th15 th1ng r0tt3d my b0dy" Noli's hand isn't bothering him as much anymore, which is a good thing for the rotten man

[gambling-time]

“Hu,, That did?- Dawg. Bet that was painful- ou..uh. Idunno- I mean. No idea how it’d affect you or anyone, really. Maybe you’d have that pain slowly expand,, or-“

He shook his head just to not ramble about it, only to shrug and vaguely point at himself- or more like pointing at the corrupted parts of his own body. He didn’t need to be too specific, or at least not give more info.

“I suppose, these kind of things are different for everyone. Though about that void star- How did you get it? Do you not regret keeping it or something?”

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Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

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"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

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"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

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"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

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Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

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"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

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"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

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Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

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Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

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"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

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"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

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"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

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"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

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"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

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"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

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"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”

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"n444hhhh y0ur funnny. 1 th1nk 1'm g0nn4 5t4y" Noli says. He starts floating around the gambler, a cocky smile on his face

[gambling-time]

“..Ii wouldn’t recommend you to stay, honestly-! Unless you want to meet all of the killers by yourself. Besides! I will only be taking a small break, sooo..there’s nothing to watch.”

777 said, placing a hand over his mouth before yawning. Not a lie at all, but hopefully it is convincing enough. Not that he’ll go there any time soon yet anyways, he just needed a moment longer with Mafioso even if it’s probably best to leave things for later. That and he was curious about the basement, so it was worth two shots to see it and talk about their meeting as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1-1-1'm sur3 1 c4n f1nnd s0m3th1ng t0 d0" Noli looks at the F3X and reaches to touch it, "L1k3 wh4t d053 th15 l1ttl3 th1ngy d0?"

[gambling-time]

“Suure you will. Who knows, maybe Lady Luck will be by your side about that,,or not- Hu,, What are you trying t-“

777 narrowed his eyes at first, keeping on the cocky grin. It’s a shame that didn’t work.. His words were cut off as soon as Noli managed to touch the F3X. Noli would most likely feel a numbing kind of pain coming from his fingertips as they slightly seemed to get,,corrupted, as if something black appearing there bit by bit- but before the corruption would stay there for certain and to avoid any possible scars for removing the hand kind of late, 777 swiftly grabbed a tight hold of Noli’s wrist, most likely digging his claws-like nails there as he yanked his hand away as soon as he could do. Despite his body tensing, he had to keep on said grin as he stared down at the other, eventually letting go of the wrist as if nothing happened.

“That’s nothing of your concern. After all, some things are best to keep as a secret, Right? So! Enjoy keeping that curiosity to yourselff-! Even if curiosity can kill-“

That’s all he bothered to say rather than straight say to not touch it again- although he didn’t really answer that question.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli backs up, shaking his hand- it feels like his skin is crawling, dear specter; he hated that feeling so much. He didn't even look or notice any of the corruption he might have gotten on his hand, "g0t-g0t 1t" He's quiet for once in his life, just trying to get the feeling of someone touching his damaged skin to go away

[gambling-time]

777 wasn’t exactly..sure, how to feel about this. In a way, Noli did deserve that..but seeing it differently, Noli did help him even if it was for his own entertainment. He couldn’t help but sigh quietly. And see the other being quiet? That was certainly odd. 777 stayed silent as he observed, albeit more than he should have.

“,, Maaybe you should go and see if someone can check on your hand- just in case. And something for that pain,,assuming you got to experience the same thing-..aha. But heyy..your hand should be feeling better soon! I think-..uh. ,,Yyeah I have no idea how that works-“

Honestly, he never got to try and spread the corruption by himself so far..nor even witness that Builderman do so because of him. Gladly he had his memories back and the control of the item over him to seem,,dormant just like that Seven’s virus so far. He would have hated it if he were to harm someone again because of either things, even more if he were to behave different again.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1-1-1-1-1t'5 unc0mf0r4bll3333" He whines. He stops shaking his hand and inspects it. "wh4t-wh4t d1d y0u d0 t0 my h4nd?" he looks more curious than worried about anything. Besides, if this kills him or anything, he'll just revive

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, slightly surprised as well. He decided to give Noli a small pat to the head.

“Ehh- you will get used to it, eventually! Maybe- who knows.”

He didn’t think much about his words when the other was whining. Even if his words sounded..careless, there wasn’t much to do. What else can he really say? Nobody was in the same situation like him, not even close to experience that constant awful pain he feels ever since he got that item. Months? Years? He didn’t know. 777 stared at the hand for a moment, perhaps out of curiosity. It didn’t take him long to blink a few times, puzzled by the question.

“Wh..me? I did nothing- really- ..wait. Are you not, scared or something?? I mean- you could have gotten yourself killed- or worse, if I didn’t do anything. Like, seriously, you wouldn’t like to find that out.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

[Trim]

"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"n444hhhh y0ur funnny. 1 th1nk 1'm g0nn4 5t4y" Noli says. He starts floating around the gambler, a cocky smile on his face

[gambling-time]

“..Ii wouldn’t recommend you to stay, honestly-! Unless you want to meet all of the killers by yourself. Besides! I will only be taking a small break, sooo..there’s nothing to watch.”

777 said, placing a hand over his mouth before yawning. Not a lie at all, but hopefully it is convincing enough. Not that he’ll go there any time soon yet anyways, he just needed a moment longer with Mafioso even if it’s probably best to leave things for later. That and he was curious about the basement, so it was worth two shots to see it and talk about their meeting as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1-1-1'm sur3 1 c4n f1nnd s0m3th1ng t0 d0" Noli looks at the F3X and reaches to touch it, "L1k3 wh4t d053 th15 l1ttl3 th1ngy d0?"

[gambling-time]

“Suure you will. Who knows, maybe Lady Luck will be by your side about that,,or not- Hu,, What are you trying t-“

777 narrowed his eyes at first, keeping on the cocky grin. It’s a shame that didn’t work.. His words were cut off as soon as Noli managed to touch the F3X. Noli would most likely feel a numbing kind of pain coming from his fingertips as they slightly seemed to get,,corrupted, as if something black appearing there bit by bit- but before the corruption would stay there for certain and to avoid any possible scars for removing the hand kind of late, 777 swiftly grabbed a tight hold of Noli’s wrist, most likely digging his claws-like nails there as he yanked his hand away as soon as he could do. Despite his body tensing, he had to keep on said grin as he stared down at the other, eventually letting go of the wrist as if nothing happened.

“That’s nothing of your concern. After all, some things are best to keep as a secret, Right? So! Enjoy keeping that curiosity to yourselff-! Even if curiosity can kill-“

That’s all he bothered to say rather than straight say to not touch it again- although he didn’t really answer that question.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli backs up, shaking his hand- it feels like his skin is crawling, dear specter; he hated that feeling so much. He didn't even look or notice any of the corruption he might have gotten on his hand, "g0t-g0t 1t" He's quiet for once in his life, just trying to get the feeling of someone touching his damaged skin to go away

[gambling-time]

777 wasn’t exactly..sure, how to feel about this. In a way, Noli did deserve that..but seeing it differently, Noli did help him even if it was for his own entertainment. He couldn’t help but sigh quietly. And see the other being quiet? That was certainly odd. 777 stayed silent as he observed, albeit more than he should have.

“,, Maaybe you should go and see if someone can check on your hand- just in case. And something for that pain,,assuming you got to experience the same thing-..aha. But heyy..your hand should be feeling better soon! I think-..uh. ,,Yyeah I have no idea how that works-“

Honestly, he never got to try and spread the corruption by himself so far..nor even witness that Builderman do so because of him. Gladly he had his memories back and the control of the item over him to seem,,dormant just like that Seven’s virus so far. He would have hated it if he were to harm someone again because of either things, even more if he were to behave different again.

[telamon-xd]

Ooc: This can be for anyone of your choice- sorry it is too short, I don’t know much to type- :,> @gambling-time

After some time of meeting the gambler- and possibly spending some hours to gamble too- 777 was wandering around this world’s city by himself. Despite not being sure whether to visit the pizzeria or another place, he only limited himself to keep walking and looking around the places.

—> 🂱

Elliot had been riding his scooter,having finished work for the night,and was heading home,before spotting 777,he was startled-he'd never seen someone like this outside of the cats realm before!?!? Maybe this whole world is the cats realm.. He stopped his scooter-blinking at the figure. why do they look like chance..?

I'm so sorry this is late you can ignore this if you want i went through artblock and finishing up my house

I thought maybe elliot could be interesting to talk to

[gambling-time]

Ooc: :0 the pizza boie- ou, is alright, dw! I don’t mind waiting- I hope everything is going well for you and tyt as much need. Alsouh, sorry for the delay as well, I didn’t know what to type asides of oversleep :,> I hope this is okay!

777’s walking eventually came to a halt, now gazing down at his right shoulder where the F3X is. His expression remained neutral as his hand moved close enough to said item,,Perhaps, he could do something to remove it? He could try to gamble about it, maybe even try to fix it himself. As much as he could use it, as much as how useful the item can be..the constant awful pain that comes from what’s corrupted- furthermore, the very slow process of how that corruption was taking to the rest of his body.. There were many things to be concerned about, but this was gambling- whether it was for the best or for the worst, regarding of his own reasons back then..it wasn’t like a world’s Specter didn’t say they’d ‘fix’ him, either way. ..Just as 777 was about to try and grab the item, he halted upon hearing a not-so far away noise that was getting close to where he is, quickly moving his hand to rest on one of his pockets. He’d soon gaze at where the sound was coming from, eventually spotting Elliot and staring down at him.

“Heyyy..Ell’! Didn’t think t-..Youuh. Is everything alright there? You look as if you saw a ghost or something-”

He managed to say albeit somewhat improvised, greeting the pizza boy with the usual cocky grin. He seemed to show a slight hint of concern despite his choice of words. He..probably should have thought twice when it comes to the greeting-

[telamon-xd]

Elliot blinks,shaking his head. cmon Elliot! its rude to stare! He coughs,then speaks up,voice slightly quiet "how do you know my name-? uhm- sorry. you look like somebody I know. i didnt mean to stare! really! you're uh.. pretty tall." the pizza boy stammered, it wasnt everyday you saw a very tall lookalike of your favorite customer!

[gambling-time]

777 internally went ‘A-‘ after realizing that slight error from his part.

“A- well- Iii heard good things, about a pizzeria and about that,,name, whose pizzas are the best- souh- yeah-“

He had to do a quiet ‘ahem’ just to compose himself. Though before he continued, he had to kneel down on the ground, just to make himself not be too tall hopefully. He shook his head, keeping on the usual grin as his cable-like tail swayed slowly.

“..Anyways-! I assure you, I don’t bite. I maay be quite tall and all, so I get it can be,,intimidating to many, or scary- Ou,,no need to apologize for anything, really, I don’t mind. Besidess..you also look like someone I know, so..I thought you were them. ,, Aha..Sorry if I gave you a scare. And for the, whole thing about the name-”

He lets out quiet awkward chuckle, the grin being a silly one now. He offered his hand for a possible handshake, or perhaps he just wanted to give the other some pats.

“Say..about me looking like someone you know, What’d be their name? And I know it is quite late to ask but, Would you be fine if I borrow some of your time? Just for a bit-“

Even if it’s silly to ask about, he’d ask those questions either way. Besides, he didn’t want to bother him too much.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

[Trim]

"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"n444hhhh y0ur funnny. 1 th1nk 1'm g0nn4 5t4y" Noli says. He starts floating around the gambler, a cocky smile on his face

[gambling-time]

“..Ii wouldn’t recommend you to stay, honestly-! Unless you want to meet all of the killers by yourself. Besides! I will only be taking a small break, sooo..there’s nothing to watch.”

777 said, placing a hand over his mouth before yawning. Not a lie at all, but hopefully it is convincing enough. Not that he’ll go there any time soon yet anyways, he just needed a moment longer with Mafioso even if it’s probably best to leave things for later. That and he was curious about the basement, so it was worth two shots to see it and talk about their meeting as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1-1-1'm sur3 1 c4n f1nnd s0m3th1ng t0 d0" Noli looks at the F3X and reaches to touch it, "L1k3 wh4t d053 th15 l1ttl3 th1ngy d0?"

[gambling-time]

“Suure you will. Who knows, maybe Lady Luck will be by your side about that,,or not- Hu,, What are you trying t-“

777 narrowed his eyes at first, keeping on the cocky grin. It’s a shame that didn’t work.. His words were cut off as soon as Noli managed to touch the F3X. Noli would most likely feel a numbing kind of pain coming from his fingertips as they slightly seemed to get,,corrupted, as if something black appearing there bit by bit- but before the corruption would stay there for certain and to avoid any possible scars for removing the hand kind of late, 777 swiftly grabbed a tight hold of Noli’s wrist, most likely digging his claws-like nails there as he yanked his hand away as soon as he could do. Despite his body tensing, he had to keep on said grin as he stared down at the other, eventually letting go of the wrist as if nothing happened.

“That’s nothing of your concern. After all, some things are best to keep as a secret, Right? So! Enjoy keeping that curiosity to yourselff-! Even if curiosity can kill-“

That’s all he bothered to say rather than straight say to not touch it again- although he didn’t really answer that question.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

[Trim]

"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

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"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

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Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

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"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

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"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

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"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

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"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

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"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

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"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”

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"n444hhhh y0ur funnny. 1 th1nk 1'm g0nn4 5t4y" Noli says. He starts floating around the gambler, a cocky smile on his face

[gambling-time]

“..Ii wouldn’t recommend you to stay, honestly-! Unless you want to meet all of the killers by yourself. Besides! I will only be taking a small break, sooo..there’s nothing to watch.”

777 said, placing a hand over his mouth before yawning. Not a lie at all, but hopefully it is convincing enough. Not that he’ll go there any time soon yet anyways, he just needed a moment longer with Mafioso even if it’s probably best to leave things for later. That and he was curious about the basement, so it was worth two shots to see it and talk about their meeting as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Ooc: Yippee- ty! And Yw! ^^ @gambling-time

The variation of Swap Chance, or better known as either Subject777 or 777, appeared somewhere..random. His visor remained as ‘777’ while most of the small screens of his body that looked like the red GUI were devoid of any texts.

“Helloo..! Is anyone here?”

He spoke shortly yet loud enough, glancing around in an attempt to spot someone.

—> 🂱

Noli watches them from a distance, looks like he could make some chaos happen. He giggles a bit, watching 777 look around. He could say something, then run off to get Itrapped, or he could borrow one of Mafioso's beans to lead him to the debt collector, even funnier, he could lead them to Itrapped. Either way, seeing Itrapped spiral from the new guy is going to be fun

"H3ll0-H3ll0 d0wn th3r3!" Noli waves from the tree he's sitting on

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

[Trim]

"H3-h3 ju5t g0t k1ll3d 1n 4 r0und 4nd kn0w-kn0w1ng h1m h3'5 g0nn4 b3 d0wn h3r3"

[gambling-time]

“..Wait, really?- Mann..it’d be cool to be able to watch any rounds regarding of the world-”

Of course, 777 had to wait however he could. If they are at the area of the research, he’d most likely stare and squint his eyes at whatever he could spot about it. He didn’t want to mess things up about that, so he had to limit to watch and read without touching nor picking anything up.

“Ayy- Have you ever tried to piss it off or find where your world’s killers stay at?”

He asked a random question, the first question being about the Spectre.

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"Y34h! Th3r3 4r3 50m3 r4g3 b41t4bl3 k1ll3r5! Ju5t l00k 4t m0ld b0y!" Noli snickers before fully going out laughing, "C4ll-c4ll h1m m0ld b0y 0nc3 4nd h3 fuck1ng fl1p5!"

[gambling-time]

“Oh- no, no.. I’m not really..asking that for when it comes to a killer- nor a survivor, if you can get who I mean by that! Thoughh..I will keep that in mind-“

He had a small smug grin, most likely correcting the other about that. The reaction indeed felt like it’d be funny to see, but not necessarily having to do that himself..maybe.

“Honestly, I still don’t get why Ell’ would be ‘mold’.. What, did he get burnt or something?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"[DING DING DING YOUR CORRECT] 4nnnd l1k3 h4lf h15 b0dy 15 gr33n 4nd-4nd m3lt1ng. H3 l00k5 m0ldy" He ignored the correction the gambler made. The gambler's correction made Noli find him even more annoying

[gambling-time]

777 moved his hand near his chin, now resting there as if he were thinking. Obviously, there was nothing to think about. Many things were pretty much easy to guess when knowing that for sure, the rest could be spoiling himself way too much though..hm. He side gazed down at Noli, basically having this as an expression: (≖⩊≖)

“. . . From now on, I’m calling youuu- Mousy.“

Did he really take that time to think about a nickname just to potentially annoy Noli? Yes. Gambling about it? Definitely-

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Noli loses his smug face for a more annoyed one. "H3y! H3y! 1m n0 m0u53!"

"Yeah, he's more of a rat. May I ask what you two are doing here?" Mafioso says, standing behind Noli. Noli turns around slowly

"H1111 D0nny wh3n d1d y0u g3t h3r3?"

"..."

"w3 w3rn't g0ing t0 d0 4nnyyth11nngg :D"

[gambling-time]

777 snickered, soon laughing upon noticing the annoying expression.

“Pff-Baha! You surely are with how-“

His words got interrupted, soon waving his hand as if to dismiss that one correction, not really noticing who else spoke there yet.

“Nahh..mouses are more smaller than rats. ..I thin-..Ouhh..Heyyy..Donn!- Fancy seeing you here! How’s your day?-“

That was the moment he noticed Don, now smiling a bit silly and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Uh- Nothinggg..yeah, what Mousy said- We just waited here soo.. ,, And, well- I heard about the whole..thing, of the round so,,I wanted to check on you, yknow? Maybee..talk too, if that’s possible-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"1m-1m T4ll3r th3n D0nny h3r3!"

"Thats becuase your floating."

"Nuh uh." Mafioso reaches his paw on Nolis ' head and pushes him down.

"See floating"

"Rud3"

Maifoso sighs, "What do you want to talk about?" He asks in a tone that means business

[gambling-time]

777 stifled a chuckle, finding that funny. Though, his expression seemed to be a neutral one. Perhaps, trying to process the whole thing of the appearance and paw- or to skip a possible overreaction that he tends to do. Ugh..he didn’t think well for this moment. At least, nothing bad happened so far.

“Welll..there are many things we could talk about soo..a bit of everything, really! ,, Say..How did things go for you during that round? You aren’t like,,still hurt or something, Right?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I'm fine, I was helping a kid. His mama was the one killin." He stops there. Not his story to tell; besides, Noli would use it to taunt the boy. Mafioso looks at the gambler. He looks like Chance, but if Chance went off the deep end, "Who are you?"

[gambling-time]

777’s charger-like tail swayed slowly as he listened, most definitely having to sit down just to not be that tall. Sure, he was used to being 8’11 tall since the moment he got to be a half clanker but, 10’22 because of the changes the F3X caused? It was manageable enough. He took a bit to speak, only to try to be careful with some things, or vague enough at times. That sounded like Mafioso helped the blue kid, but he doubted that kind of situation was..good, considering the whole family kind of thing.

“Really? That doesn’t sound..yknow- but heyy, good thing you are fine! Pretty sure you did well.”

He managed to say, not quite sure of how to word better the last part.

“Hm? Oh, right- my bad. I was called Subject777, but 777 works well. ,, Or Chance- er..not the one from here, of course-“

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso nods and circles the gambler, looking them over, then he nods, "You do look like Chance." It's hard to tell what the mafia boss is thinking about, "Where'd you come from? How did you get here?" He asks

[gambling-time]

777 rested his chin upon his hand, the wound from there most likely gone since some time ago. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the other’s actions.

“Don’t worryy..I may look different, but I don’t bite-“

He said at first, probably to reassure Mafioso regarding of his cocky grin. His tone was somewhat playful, trying to keep things chill. As for the questions, he had to take a moment to ponder, letting out a low thoughtful hum as he did. He was pretty sure that Mafioso was asking relating to his world..but then again, 777 could be wrong about that.

“ ,, From a different world, of course-! Or maybe not so different from here but, still- as for how,,- Gambling. :]”

He answered the second question with a simple word, being silly yet proud about that.

“Ii could say more about it, but maybe next time or later, if you’d like. Some things are best to wait after all,,no?”

Honestly, he didn’t care much about saying things now, but it was probably best to not say way too much when they aren’t alone. He tilted his head slightly, deciding to reassure about two things after a bit rather than ask something again, yet. Although, this was..most likely taken seriously enough.

“Yknow..if something is bothering you, you can say. Anything else you want to ask about? You can go ahead and ask, I wouldn’t mind.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Noli sits in the air in the background, looking bored, but things should get entertaining soon enough. And if it doesn't well, he'll make it entertaining

"Gamblin really?" Mafioso seems to be looking at him like trying to research the gambler, "There's gotta be more to it. I would like to hear more. We're going to plan a time to meet somewhere and chat. I think you could be quite useful to my research," He says, his tone giving no room for pushback. Maybe in the gambler's world, there's an exit? He hopes so. He has a family to get back to after all

[gambling-time]

777 was going to affirm, but halted, most likely staring at Mafioso in confusion as his visor showed ‘???’, not taking long to go back to showing ‘777’ as he seemed to be smiling now. He was most likely excited to talk, but overall spend time with someone

“Yeah- sure!- Dunno how I can be of help there but, it’s worth a shot to try. ,, Oh! I know about a place that could be nice-“

He paused briefly, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slowly stood up.

“..A- Neevermind! Aha.. any place and time of your choice is fine with me, honestly. ,, What’s that research about, anyways? Does someone else like, know about it or is helping you-?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Its about getting us out of here."

"Y0u-y0u kn0w th3r35 n0 35c4p3 m4fi33!" Noli says chipper as ever, which annoys the mafia boss

"Shut up. Anyway, learning how you got here could be helpful. That's why we will meet to discuss. We can discuss meeting times when this rat is out of our hair."

"Rud3 >:("

[gambling-time]

He blinked a few times, taken aback by that. He wasn’t quite sure of what to say at the moment, but he saw no harm about that.

“Ohh..Alright then!- ,, ..Righttt-“

777 mumbled that last word, now slowly gazing down at where Noli is, resting his hand near one of his pockets.

“Mousyyy- Why don’t you go and check on the others? Or, I dunno..try luck during the rounds?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"nuhh uhh y0ur-y0ur n0t g0ing t0 m4k3 m3 l34v3 th4t 351ly. WHy d0 y4 w4nt m3 g0n3 4nyw4ys?" Noli gives the gambler a smug grin, "1m 1 ru1ng y0u w1tt3l t4lk?" Noli teases

[gambling-time]

“Oh nooo, no. I simply thought you’d be sooo bored..having nothing to do and all, it’s like you are just here for your own entertainment. Or you are just too nosy,,Unlesss you changed your mind about getting picked uppp-“

He paused briefly, keeping the cocky grin on as he didn’t take this seriously.

“Orr we could simplyy..leave. Either way works as long as any pests aren’t near, right?”

That was mostly said to Mafioso, most likely leaving it up to him whether they leave or have to make Noli leave.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"D0n't y0u ####### D4r3 p1ck m3 up. thi5 i5 pl3nty 3nt3rt4n1ng s0 1m 5t4y1ng" Noli glares at the gambler with a smug grin plastered on it half rotten face

[gambling-time]

“Mmhm, mhm, uhuh. If you say sooo! Don’t blame me if you die of boredom, then!”

777 did as if he didn’t listen at all, keeping on the silly act. Whatever Noli wanted there, he might as well ignore it. He’d soon gaze back at Mafioso, shaking his head a bit.

“Well! I tried- But seriously..Is it always like this when it comes to Mousy? Asides of dealing with him stealing those medkits during the rounds. Aand the whole thing of ,, basically that other me and someone else, to put short. Dunno, just sounds like things are veery chaotic here so far I got to know about, honestly. As for the whole..research thing- Ii really hope you are taking moments to rest and all.”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"I do my best. I'm a one-man crew now that Jane went awol" Mafioso sighs. Meanwhile, Noli is sticking two fingers up behind Mafioso's head like rabbit ears. The mafia boss starts pacing around, making Noli quickly hide his hand, "As for Void star here. He does nothing but troll around"

"C0m3 0nn d0nny b0y w3 b0th kn0w w3 g0t n0 0n3 w41t1ng f0r u5. 50 m4k3 h3ll funnn" Mafioso doesn't reply back, he growls at Noli though. That comment must have really hit a tough spot

"Anyways. He doesn't take things seriously, making escaping this hell even harder"

"W3'r3 d34d M4f13. w3 4r3 g0ing n0 wh3r3"

"...I think it would be best for you to shut up"

"lm40 n0p3"

[gambling-time]

777 blinked a few times, trying to not chuckle at what Noli is doing. Though, he kept himself silent as he listened to them, tilting his head slightly when Mafioso growled, his visor most likely showing ‘?.❌’ at that point. Honestly, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be of help there, furthermore cheer Mafioso up if necessary.

“Jane..oh! Doe’s wife. Dunno if she is a killer here or what but heyy..maybe someday there will be luck to find her- besides, if what Noli said about being dead is true and all,,Who says you or someone else can’t escape from this place? I’m 100% certain there are ppl out there who’d be happy with your return. ,, Nobody here is alone, either way.”

He paused for a moment to think, the visor now showing ‘…’ as he kept on his face a small cocky grin. He’d eventually show his hand as if to offer a pat to Mafioso.

“,, I’m pretty sure you are strong- so you will find a way eventually. As long as you aren’t overworking yourself, it should be fine. ..Er- Do you need..idunno, a pat or something at all?”

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Jane, she is a killer now. She gave herself to it." Mafioso says he was about to say more, but Noli cuts the mafia boss off

"p4t h1m! P4T H1M! P4T H1M"

"Noli-" Noli giggles and floats behind the rabbit boss and starts patting him on the head, "HEY!" Mafioso turns around, trying to avoid the head pats. His tail is wagging, though if that has anything to say about the headpats

[gambling-time]

777 stared for a moment as if trying to process what’s happening, though it didn’t take long for him to do an overreaction kind of ghaspo.

“Oh. My. Tela- Youdoreactlikeabunnyandthat’sadorableandthefactyoulookkindalikemybunniesand-“

He spoke quickly, having to cover his face with his only hand. Gosh..he really miss his world’s Bunbun and the one from his friend’s world. He eventually took a small breath and moved his hand away from his face, his charger-like tail doing a small flick.

“Maaybe a pat or few won’t be bad..and we can talk more about that in a bit soo- yeah!“

And now he is walking closer to where Mafioso and Noli are, soon trying to give Mafioso some pats to the head as well.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

Mafioso didn't even hear what the gambler said. He was too busy yelling at Noli. He was trying his best to avoid Noli's grubby hands from patting him on the head again

[gambling-time]

“Okayyy- calm down-“

777 spoke shortly regarding improvisation. He picks Mafioso up then held him as carefully as he could do with his weapon arm, now giving him a few small soft pats to the head. Most likely trying to move him away from Noli’s pat attempts without thinking much about his own actions.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"Wha-HEY!" Mafioso starts kicking around and thrashing a bit in the gambler's arms. He did not want to be held and treated like a rabbit, "Put me down!" He yells, trying to pull his head away from the headpats he was being given so forcefully. Noli is bent over laughing his ass off, some of the best entertainment ever

[gambling-time]

“Don, calmm- I will, just calm down-“

He didn’t explain for his actions, but rather leave it for later. Though, his hand halted the pats after giving Mafioso one or two pats at best, mostly for the reaction. He narrowed his gaze briefly, knowing well he’d have to apologize for that. Hopefully he didn’t mess things up already. He carefully placed Mafioso down, away enough from Noli, now grinning a bit silly.

“Soorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist what Noli was doing, yknow? Thoughh..I suppose I didn’t think much with the whole, picking up- just wanted to move you away, really. Can’t promise anything if you were to need comfort, though!-..just kidding, maybe.”

He said to Mafioso, now staring briefly at Noli. Without hesitation, he raised his hand enough to make a purplish-red kind of light appear above Noli. Soon enough, there were some ice cubes that spawned there. And once the light was gone, 777 just allowed those to fall on Noli. This was, of course, done with the use of the F3X.

[luckyhacker-hate-club]

"4ck-H3y!" Noli glares at the gambler. While Mafioso grumbles and dusts himself off before heading down the basement stairs. He was done with their tomfoolery

[gambling-time]

“A- Wait-“

He managed to say, only to cuss under his breath when Mafioso left. 777 sighed, maybe if he tests his luck for a bit, maybe if he changes his previous plans about how he’d visit the others from here- he didn’t know. He shouldn’t be a bother to those he knows, either. 777 took a small breath before putting on a cocky grin, now focusing back on Noli. He had to play it off.

“You had enough entertainment, no? Nothing to do here, so you can just go and annoy someone else.”