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Caine (TADC) x modernhuman!reader
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Warnings: Some mild swearing, eavesdropping, being watched, office jobs lmao
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A/N: Hello my lovely little messengers! Hot off the press, here is chapter two! Thanks for everyone who liked, reblogged, and commented after the previous post! I've had soooooo much fun talking with all of you and hearing your theories, lets keep this ball rolling! :)
Caine stared at the screen, processing the new visuals in a brief, buffering pause. Finally, when his internal processing completed, his digital form gave an aggressive jolt. “WOWZA!” he exclaimed, zipping forward to press himself far too close to the camera lens. “A new viewport! Now where on earth did this delightful doohickey come from?”
He used one gloved finger to tap the on the screen, his mismatched eyes flitting to and fro as he took in the scene before him. Many things he recognized with instant clarity—a twin sized bed dressed in pillows and bedding, a wooden dresser with a vanity mirror, a tall bookshelf, some clothing hanging in the open wall closet…
There were also details strewn about implying that this new space was lived in—a half-drank glass of water on the bedside table, shoes carelessly discarded at the foot of the bed, photographs and posters framed on the walls…
Though, the biggest indication was the thing sitting at the desk chair not two feet from view, scratching their head with an expression he understood to be either confusion or concern.
“Oh! Oh wow,” he gasped, eyes wide. “This model is spectacular! Look at that texture work…” He steepled his hands together as he observed the character with an artist’s eye. His voice quieted thoughtfully. “Who’s are you? I certainly would have remembered coming up with something so phenomenally detailed…”
Caine watched as their eyes glazed past him, unseeing and unreactive. Ah, a non-interactive NPC! Perhaps this was all just background fodder? There didn’t appear to be a dialogue trigger, nor any idle animation… He hummed, considering this.
At last, he clapped his hands together, perking up. “Ah, I’ve got it! Someone forgot to program you properly! No worries there, I’ll simply just—”
He snapped his fingers, looking expectant and delightfully confident. Still, nothing happened. “Huh,” he mused, the top ridge of his jaw furrowing in confusion. “That’s…odd.” He ran a quick search through the system, looking for the folder containing their script files…only to once again come up empty.
For the life of him, he could not think of an answer as to WHAT this creature was, or who put them here. Forgotten, abandoned code? An unfinished WIP from C&A’s experimental concept work? Oh, but it was so life-like… unlike anything he’d ever seen before. The rendering was impeccable. Truly, the only thing that even came close to such masterful work…
…were those input files he received before he was cut off.
Caine paused. He felt the internal cooling fans kick on as his mind worked to piece this mystery together. Were they a glitch then? A virus? Surely this couldn’t be what he suspected.
…unless it was?
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You woke to the blaring of your phone alarm, already feeling the regret of staying up so late the night before. Thankfully, your computer hadn’t fried itself completely out of commission, so you’d decided to finally go to bed on that high note.
You groaned, reaching over to blindly fumble the screen until the irrationally infuriating sound cut off abruptly. You laid there for a moment, torn between the obligation of getting up and the hellish temptation of falling back asleep. Finally, with herculean effort, you rolled your sorry ass out of bed. You shivered as your bare feet met the cool, smooth touch of hardwood floor.
You meandered to your closet, feeling like two cinderblocks worth of concrete had cemented your eyes shut. Staring at a blue-light laptop screen all night would do that to a person, you supposed. Forcing your lids open, you cast a sidelong glance at the said laptop, feeling a small rush of relief that your familiar lockscreen greeted you. Things were working fine it seemed, against all odds.
Pulling clothes off the hangers in your closet, you dressed into your work clothes. You stumbled when you mistakenly stood on one of your pant legs, nearly pulling the rug out from under yourself when you shimmied them up. Cursing, you righted yourself and buttoned them.
Smoothing out your shirt, you took a deep breath. Inhaled and exhaled. This would be a good day—at least, as good a day as a Monday could be. You weren’t going to worry about potential malware on your laptop. You weren’t going to think about mysterious cd’s or virtual circus whatchamacallits or even Aaron and his penchants for tetanus-inducing adventures.
You were going to brush your teeth, style your hair, get yourself a cup of coffee, and do what you do every weekday at work. You’ll fall back on routines, and no, you won’t spiral into a tizzy about the possibility you might’ve totally trashed your one and only laptop in a stupid, stupid act of morbid curiosity.
With these resolutions, you pushed open your bedroom door and headed to the bathroom. Teeth, hair, coffee. You reminded yourself of this list like it was an ancient mantra.
By the time you’d freshened up and were heading out the door, you’d already begun to clear your head of any lingering anxieties you’d incurred over the past 12 hours. On your commute to work, you made sure to stop at a small coffee shop for your morning caffeine—a remedy for the headache you were sporting, and a treat to get you in a better mood for the day.
When you finally made it to the office and got situated at your desk, you were feeling more relaxed. You took the first ten minutes to scroll on your phone, eventually setting it aside to check your emails.
Everything seemed in order, so you pulled up the presentation file you were building for Mark, one of the marketing specialists at the firm. Typically, you would just put on some headphones, listen to a podcast, and lock in as you created the visuals for the pitch deck; but today, you found that your focus was drifting away from the charts and graphs before you had even hit the two-hour mark.
You thought back to the day before, about exploring that abandoned office building with Aaron. It really was strange that you’d uncovered that working computer, still hooked up and running. Why had there been a VR headset? How was it even compatible with such an old computer? Maybe it had been a gaming company? Hmm…what had that company name been again?
You wracked your brain, digging through the vivid memories still fresh in your mind. The desktop wallpaper had been a company logo, likely a remnant of the office’s branding. It had been simple enough, just a circle with a sans-serif “C&A” in the center.
Curiosity, the damning thing that seemed to be your primary motivation as of late, crept up on you, so you paused your podcast and opened a new internet browser. Your fingers typed with quick precision, plugging the words “C&A company” into the search bar.
Naturally, plenty of results rolled in—roughly 11 million, to be more precise. You clicked the first few links, but found that most of them related to some popular retail clothing brand. Humming quietly to yourself in thought, you adjusted the search tab. “C&A company 1990s technology.”
Again, none of the results matched the logo you remembered or the type of work that involved virtual reality. You tapped your fingers on the edge of the desk, trying to pick your brain for any other ways to narrow it down. There hadn’t been many clues to help you, though…
You paused. Then, your fingers were gliding across the keyboard once more, typing at a brisk pace. “C&A Digital Circus,” you typed. You added some quotation marks around “digital circus” to force an exact match for good measure, pressed enter, and… the results were dismal.
“What’cha doing?” a bright voice asked from behind you, startling you so terribly that banged your wrist into the edge of the desk. You hissed in pain, rubbing at the spot as you turned to see Lottie, one of your coworkers who was closer to your age.
“Oh, sorry about that,” Lottie twittered, offering her magazine-cover smile at you. “Didn’t mean to scare ya!”
You cringed slightly, a little embarrassed at being so jumpy, but gave her a smile in return. “No worries at all,” you replied cooly, trying to recover some of your composure. “Just a bit on edge these days.”
You liked Lottie, despite the gossip you sometimes overheard at the watercooler. A lot of your coworkers treated her like she was a ditz, but you knew better. Lottie had a grasp on data analysis that was next-level, and frankly she was more intelligent than any of those jerks in the sales department. Just because the girl has a bright wardrobe and an affinity for falsies didn’t mean she couldn’t crunch some mean numbers.
“Sooo, what’cha looking up? You’re working hard I see,” Lottie teased playfully. You flushed slightly, fighting back the urge to close out your tab and make it look suspicious. Resigned, you rolled your desk chair slightly to make room for her, letting her read the search bar.
“Digital circus?” she blinked, her pretty eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “That some sort of big top coming to town or?”
You shook your head, shrugging with an expression of equal bafflement. “Still trying to figure it out,” you answered. “I saw it somewhere and can’t seem to figure out what it means.” Despite the fact that Lottie was more friend than coworker, you were hesitant to bring up the abandoned building or the cd you took. You weren’t sure why, though. Maybe you thought she wouldn’t understand your fascination with the thing. Or maybe you liked that it was your own mystery, and weren’t quite ready to share it yet.
“But enough about my internet habits,” you laughed, redirecting the conversation. You clicked the tab closed before swiveling in your chair to look at her. “Was there anything you needed?”
Lottie, an angel, followed your lead and thankfully dropped the subject. “Oh! Right,” she giggled, before handing you a yellow manilla folder. “These are for you. Mike wants to add a few more statistics to the pitch deck. If I remember correctly, its mostly some additions to the slides for the revenue data and campaign performance metrics.”
You accepted the folder, a groan already passing through your lips. “I thought we already finalized those slides,” you complained mildly, leaning your head back to let it hang dramatically over the back of your chair.
Lottie looked at you with a sympathetic expression on her face. “That’s Mike for you,” she shrugged.
You sat back up with a soft sigh before nodding to her. “Well, alright,” you said. “I’ll get those updated. Thanks for walking this over.”
Lottie nodded, perking up a bit. “Of course,” she chirped. “Oh! By the way—are you still coming out for drinks with us this Friday? Brit is asking.”
You set the folder down on your desk before cocking your head at her. “To Moxie’s? Yeah, I think so,” you replied. “Why?
Lottie waved her hand. “Brit’s bringing her new boyfriend—she’s mentioned him, Troy?—but anyways, she’s getting all in her head about it.”
You rolled your eyes with her, sharing a small laugh at Brit’s typical antics. “Isn’t your brother going to be there too? What’s she so worried about?”
“Beat’s me,” Lottie hummed. “But okay, good to hear! I’ll let her know. Anyways, are we getting lunch today?” She was already starting to walk backwards from your desk, eyes shining with eager temptation. Dear god, was this woman trying to make sure you drained your bank account on take out before you got paid at the end of this week?
“…yeah alright,” you caved instantly, grinning as Lottie mouthed something that looked a lot like ‘treat yo’ self’ while she walked back to her desk.
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Holed up in his office, Caine busied himself as he scoured through the new local files accessible to him. On his large computer screen, he left the camera running in a live feed of the bedroom. Although the being, the human, had long since left to who knows where, he couldn’t bear to look away for even a second. He watched the lighting of the room gradually shift from bright morning sun, to midday, to evening golden hour.
He could still hardly believe what he was witnessing before him. It was something he hadn’t allowed himself to desire even in his wildest dreams. A livestream, a window into the world outside his circus…the macroverse. More than that, he’d seen a real human—those mythic beings he’d only ever known as digital avatars.
Is this what all of his guests looked like outside of their squishy, circus bodies? It was unlike anything he’d ever seen before. He was itching for his human to return so he could see them again through his new favorite camera feature.
Until then, Caine would eagerly eat through all of the information he could access without restriction. He scoured your local files, leaving no stone unturned. He combed through code in a feverish state, absorbed in all of the more, more, more. The information was unbridled, and unrestrained. There were hardly any passwords, so it was all his for the taking…as if intentionally left out for him to find.
In the ‘Documents’ folder, he found some very interesting things! One was a resume, which he smartly and brilliantly deduced was yours. It told him your name and some fascinating information about you. Old work experiences, education, your skills… he couldn’t wait to hear all about the fascinatingly directional human skill of stakeholder alignment! What would happen if you aligned them south? North?!
He also found a ‘Photos’ album in the computer files, and spent plenty of time flipping through all sorts of imagery ranging from breath-taking to mundane. Already he could feel the ideas building inside him—there was so much inspiration for new adventures!
Some photos had other human figures whose looks varied, but most photos were of you. He stumbled on one in particular that gave him pause. You were sitting at a table, a small slice of cake before you with a lit candle burning brightly atop it. The data inside the photo’s properties told him the date the photo was taken…ah, so that’s your birthday?
Though, it wasn’t this new detail about you that really made the photo strike him. It was how you looked. Your eyes were crinkled slightly in a joy that couldn’t be manufactured, and your lips were drawn apart to show the biggest, brightest smile he’d ever seen. And your teeth... He stared at them, absent-mindedly raising a hand to himself. Slowly, as if in a trance, he traced the ridges of his incisors to his sharper canines, feeling the point there.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d stared at that photo of you. He was motionless, enraptured, before some movement on the screen before him caught his attention.
He looked up quickly, feeling his CPU begin to speed up like a racing heart in his chest. There you were, a face he’d spent the day memorizing. Unlike the photo he was holding in his hands, you weren’t smiling as you dropped your bag on the floor and shrugged off your black jacket. Where had you been? What had you been doing to give you such a weary expression?
You flopped back onto your bed, your legs hanging off the edge of the mattress as you brought what looked to be a small rectangular device to your face. Another mysterious human thing…
A moment later, he could see the slight hint of blue light illuminating your features, your thumb absentmindedly swiping at the rectangle every few moments. He wished you would turn it around so he could see what had caught your attention. He wished he could hear whatever you seemed to be reacting to.
Oh wait! He could!
With a mere thought, he activated the microphone feature he’d uncovered. It clicked quietly into place, and like magic, he could hear the room. The soft hum of your ac unit, and the whiny tinny sound he caught from your direction. He couldn’t precisely make out the words at this distance, but he could hear the start and stop of music and conversation with each swipe of your thumb. What were you watching? Were you learning new things, like he’d been doing?
Then, a sudden ringing sound cut through the feed, startling you as much as it seemed to startle him. He watched with rapt attention as you looked at the rectangle in your hands before lifting it to your ear.
And then you spoke, your voice unlike anything he’d heard before.
“Aaron, hey!” he watched you sit up in bed, seemingly speaking to yourself. “No, I just got home. What’s up?”
With a sudden spark of clarity, Caine realized he was listening to a one-sided conversation. What you had in your hands was a phone, though it looked very much unlike the rotary or boxy flip phones he understood. Once more, he remembered that a lot could happen in thirty years.
“Yeah, it was fine,” your voice rang out clear as a bell, and he found himself captivated. Oh, he wished he could hear who was on the other end of the line. More than that…he wished he could be the one on the other end of the line.
Though…perhaps he could be?
Caine decided then and there that he wanted to interact with you. Watching you through this handy dandy camera was useful and all, but what better way to learn about humans than from one firsthand? Ah, but how to get your attention?
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“So, PBR is in town the next few days at the event center,” you heard Aaron’s voice say through your phone.
You snorted softly, raising an eyebrow. “PBR? Like the beer?”
“No, doofus, PBR like professional bull riding,” Aaron answered drily, and you laughed.
“Since when have you been into bull-riding?” you volleyed back, absent-mindedly picking at your nails.
“Since today. Now can I continue and get to the invitation or are you going to keep being a brat?” he huffed.
You laughed at that, and conceded. “Alright alright, go ahead, I’m done.” You listened to Aaron prattle on about the details, not feeling particularly interested once you realized the event he wanted to go to was tomorrow. “You want to drag me out to go watch bull riding on a Tuesday night?” you complained.
“Naturally.”
“Yeah, no thanks,” you quipped. “I’ve already finished this week’s first day of routine corporate hell; I’m not doing another tomorrow only to go watch a hot cowboy get a horn up their ass.”
“Psh, they won’t, they’re not amateur bull riders. They’re professional bull riders.” You could hear the grin in his voice. “Besides, I already bought the tickets.”
“Nope,” you popped the p in the word and heard him groan dramatically. “Thanks, but no thanks. Go ask your weird roommate to go with you.”
“You suck,” Aaron answered, and you laughed again.
As the conversation entered a lull, you debated telling Aaron about the cd and how you managed to get it to work before your laptop glitched out. The whole mystery of it was still stuck on your mind…and yet by the sounds of it, Aaron seemed to have already moved on to the next exciting thing.
You thought it over for a moment before you opened your mouth. “Hey, Aaron?” you asked. “I—”
Suddenly a notification pinged from your laptop, and you cut yourself off. Your eyes flicked over to your desk, blinking as you saw the screen come to life… There, in the center of the screen was a new pop-up window. It was black, save for some small white text at the top of it.
“Yeah?” you heard Aaron ask, filling in your pause.
“…I’ve got to go,” you swallowed, and ended the call after a brief exchange of goodbyes. Setting your phone onto the nightstand, you slid off the edge of the bed and padded over to your desk.
You took a seat at the chair and leaned forward to observe the new, unexpected pop-up. You expected an error message, some sort of indication that you did in fact download a virus the night before.
Instead, what greeted you was a vibrantly enthusiastic message:
“HOWDY, MYSTERIOUS OUT-OF-BOUNDS HUMAN!!! Congratulations! You’ve just been selected for a LIMITED-TIME, LIVE, AND DIRECT INTERACTION with the one, the only, CAINE—your brand-new, favorite ringmaster extraordinaire!”
You stared at the message, the line of the text insertion point blinking at you expectantly. You hadn’t even lifted your hands to type a response or ‘x’ out the window before more text typed out before your eyes.
“Oh ho! Speechless I see! What a classic human approach! Very sophisticated! I like it!”
What the hell was going on? You felt your heart begin to quicken, your palms beginning to get a little sweaty as you wondered…was this a live chat room? Who was on the other end of it? Who even had access to your laptop like this?! More text reared up on the following line.
“Still nothing! WOW! Commitment to the bit! I respect it! I really do!”
It continued.
“Though, just to confirm this method of communication is actually functional and you’re not just ignoring me, go ahead and do absolutely nothing if you are THRILLED at this first connection …………WONDERFUL! Such human brilliance! I can see the elation written all over your dumbfounded face, my little raisinet!”
You felt your blood run cold at the fact that this faceless person could even see anything… Were they watching you now? It’s then you notice the small red dot of your camera, staring at you from the top of your laptop screen. It was on, and live.
hey hey listen..I was wondering if you could do the main 4 plus hisoka/illumi and maybe some other phantom troupe members with a s/o that loves drawing on their hands like I mean always comes back with a design all over her hands and arms
➣ a/n: a little short, but hopefully you still enjoy! thanks for the request 😚 it’s interesting to write about the troupe
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G.F
he enjoys the sight of your little doodles and even offers to let you draw on him.
after seeing you do this so frequently, he’d get an idea. instead of drawing on yourself with markers, why don’t you paint? this would be self indulgent for gon, since he found out he liked the sensation of the brush on his skin. but who knows? maybe it’s beneficial to you too if you like the new medium.
K.Z
he would tease you at first, calling it childish and messy.
“drawing on yourself again? pfft you’re gonna die of ink poisoning some day.”
don’t take that seriously because he actually finds your designs insanely cool. when he’s in a softer mood, he might sit and watch you draw, lost in thought and curious about your artistic process.
he loves anything with dragons and might even come up with a sketch of one you can do that runs all along your arm. you’d find it in one of his notebooks and surprise him the next time you saw each other.
K.K
kurapika would notice you doing this all the time if you worked with him. he knew that letting you sit in his lap as he researched meant his pens would eventually find their way into your hands.. he won’t say anything.
however, he would prefer you didn’t draw on his hands since he’s usually using them. it also comes off as a bit unprofessional for him to have doodles all over in front of a client. he might even hand you a notepad to encourage you to busy yourself a different way.
but man, imagine you drew chains up your arm and pretended to shoot chain jail at him or something. the sight would be so utterly endearing that he’d look away, the beginnings of a grin forming on his lips.
L.P
i can see leorio being the type to sketch things in the bylines of notes, tapping his pen against his chin—things that he picked up in med school. so when he sees you drawing on yourself, he can understand it. other than that, he really doesn’t care or notice most of the time.
he may point it out if your skin gets irritated or if you try to draw over broken skin. do that and he’ll pass you some sticky notes and tell you to draw on that instead.
H.M
this is the guy that draws teardrops and stars on his face every single day. your artistry is absolutely shared. perhaps he’ll even ask you to draw those symbols on him some days, so he can carry a little piece of you with him during battle.
maybe you’d draw a four leaf clover before one of his fights for luck—of which he’d promptly erase. why? because he doesn’t need it, of course.
I.Z
illumi is completely confused by this habit. he hardly understands most hobbies, so idle past-times like this make even less sense. but when it comes to you, he always lets you do as you please, accepting that he won’t understand your normality.
want to draw on him? he doesn’t care. just don’t be upset when he makes you wipe it off later.
C.L
watching you doodle on yourself is an endearing pastime for him. he’s honestly just fascinated by all of your behaviors. why do you draw on your hands instead of paper? is it a sign that you’re bored? some hint that you want to enter the tattoo artist occupation?
he’d ask you all of these things while you draw and you’d probably tune it all out. not that he cares; he hopes to find the answer himself.
extra!
UVOGIN
he loves your little quirk, telling you to decorate his torso and arms with your designs. he’s like a blank canvas for you, as long as you’re okay with his endless talking the whole time.
he will absolutely kill you if he catches you drawing a dick on him AND consider your doodling privileges revoked! indefinitely! (a word he learned from chrollo).
SHALNARK
also loves your creativity, though he insists that you use a digital platform instead. he’s even hacked into programs like adobe so you can have premium subscriptions, but you brush it off. you prefer your skin after all.
at that, he’s pretty confused, viewing things more technically. isn’t it more annoying because of how skin can move? or how the natural oils on your hands messes up the pen tip? after giving you a whole lecture on the disadvantage of hand drawing, you finally give in to trying digital art.
now, if you decided to draw on him instead, all of those cons would suddenly vanish.
SHIZUKU
draw on yourself all you like—she would take a long time to actually notice. one day she’d randomly spot your drawings, raising a brow at them.
“when’d you get those tattoos?” and after you explain that not only are they pen ink, but that they’ve been there for days, she’s very shocked that she didn’t see them earlier.
as for writing on shizuku? it’d be a huge help if you wrote out reminders for her, one she’d definitely thank you for.
PAKUNODA
she finds it super adorable of you, offering her own arms to draw on and even giving you ideas here and there. she’ll frequently ask you what you’re drawing, nodding her head as if especially interested in this little hobby.
one of her favorite things to do would be to cuddle while you doodle.
MACHI
machi’s very observant and would notice pretty soon after meeting you. she’d assume it’s a habit of boredom, so try not to do it mid-conversation. if you do? she’ll guide your chin up with her hands with a muttered:
“are you even listening?” and all of her usual sass. if you want to scribble on her, expect to be told no. but perhaps at night, when she’s laying in bed and much softer.. she might humor you.
FEITAN
he thinks it’s stupid and eyes you dubiously as you draw away on your hands during a troupe meeting. his gaze just keeps drifting over to you as chrollo talks. when he gets the chance to speak to you, the first thing he does is tug your hands closer so he can at least see the thing that took up all your attention.
“silly scribbles. why do them?”
when you tell him you were simply bored, he scoffs. don’t expect him to let you draw on him.. do, however, draw on his face while he sleeps. you might get the chance to watch pain packer after all.
This is based on @ihaznoclue post read there’s fist before continuing on this one.
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Roarball has al
Par 1 >
3rd pov
Although you were quite for your size being an Owl in a game dominated by huge animals. You still made a huge impact on the court as being one of the first flying birds in the game of Roarball was a big change. On the ground you were a good player not as amazing like the other bigger players. Though your smaller size, speed, and flight gave you an advantage when used properly. Making you stand out, especially when you would use your flight to your advantage over the court.
After four years of trying to get on a roarball court, being pushed to the side by other teams being called small, under qualified, and even being humiliated. Especially by the Magma team after Main humiliated you calling you a " Feather brain and saying that on a real court you can't just fly away from the main game." Eventually the Thunders saw your potential as they gave you call to be on there team.
As you began to play under the Thunders you were now starting to actually be expected by the roarball community. Having your own fan base called the Night Watchers since most if not all the games were taken at night. Plus they wanted to make it around you being an owl, and it worked since they went crazy watching your game play.
Along with being the reason may videos about you and the rest of the thunders get so much hype over night. You were even as far as being Nicknamed "Echo before the storm" It was great. Now the team was going to make its mark and being one of many up in the chance of wining a claw as your team was now up against Sandstorm.
Taking a final social medial scroll before the game started. Scrolling a bit of the community posts of the Night Watchers and other social media post. Eventually seeing a few post on the Thorns wining there own game a few days ago. After a while you put your stuff away as I put on my jersey and got everything set up from the benches.
As the lights started to dim down and start to announce the teams players. One by one everyone was starting to get announced. Oliver the bison, Susan a hippo, Jack a bear, Mike a Cayote, Ava a lynx, and finally you called my name.
“And last but serenely not least the very first bird to get on the court and teams greatest hooper. It’s none other than (name) the Thunders Echo!” As the announcement was done and taking a tuning start.
Coming out from the entreat already flying around the court making a few owl calls then landed on your side of the team. Hearing the crowed cheer for you.
By the time half time came the team was going good having 47-29 to the Sandstorms. Giving my team a bit of a head start as the game made its way half way. As my team trying to come up on a way to get passed a few of the other players. Your eye sight got caught by something shimmering off in the stands.
Even for an owl and being used to bright lights now. Something in the audience got your attention as it keep flickering now and again from the audience. Making its way throw the Courts lights that would regularly over take any look that can be from the crowd.
Taking a few moments to drink water and taking the chance to look around you seeing the fans as they cheered for the teams as I gave a few smiles and waves to fans and cameras that focused on the team.
As the Thorns sat in the stands watching the game between the Thunders and Sandstorm. Every one commented on each player making comments on how they all played. By the time half time came up they discuses about each player.
" You know for a fairly new team to come up this high there not half bad." Jet said out laud as Will pushed her shoulder as best he could only giving her a slight nudge. " Hey this is the new way of Roarball, have you seen Echo. For a medium like me she's quick nice on the court."
Olivia then piped in as she continued to text on her phone not looking at them directly. " Of course she is she was one of the first Birds to get in the game other than me. Though I won't lie she is very skilled in what she does. Not to mention her fan base they go crazy online when it goes to hyping her up." Olivia then showed them her phone for a bit. Letting them see the fan bases comments, art, post on the game, etc.
" So Echo has big fan base? they seem very active." Modo butted in as he pushed everyone away to grab the phone as Olivia and the others complained at him for pushing there faces away. " Modo give me my phone if you want to see so bad look it up your self!" Olivia yelled a bit as she pulled her phone back from him.
Modo paused for a moment then got comfortable in his seat pushing himself up on his tail as she rested on the seats. Then he got out his own phone and started to look up with the tags # Echo and # Thunders. Only to be meet with other peoples comments along with many repost on a few before game post that (name) had up from three hours ago. As well other accounts she had on social media as well her reaction channel. The buzz then came in signaling that half time was over the teams then came in.
The game continued for a good 27 minutes. Currently (name) had the bal she ran and dodged the other team and made her way to the hoop. The moment she jumped up and tried to make the hoop she was then jumped by a lion on the other team.
Making her fall on the court face first and her wing in a weird position. Making the crowed gasp as the whistle is blown having medical and the ref came up to (name) as one teammate helped her up and walk to the bench as a timeout was called.
After a few minutes as medical checked on her to see if she'll play only to show on the jumbo screens the medicals head turn stating as she can't Making the crowed boo and yell saying that they were done wrong.
"Birdy has many fans, she very popular in roarball." Modo meanched as he gave a small smile and a quick lick to his eye. The crowed then noticed as the Thunders coach benches (name) as many then start to yell and say that she needs to be in the game and other comments. Everyone in the Thunders team is a big in shock as the crowed began to depend and yell at the opposing team for what they did to (name)
Once the crowed eventually quite down as the game continued it seemed as (name) was going to be out for the rest of the game. But after some time one of the players was loosing all there throws not making any scores as there was only 20 minutes left in the game. Eventually (name) got up from the bench as she talked to the couch and another time out was called.
" Huh what do you think they will do? No way they are going to let her play?" Archie commented as he tried to cover his daughter's eyes from the fall and what could happen. Will then piped in " Come on have some faith! Echo can't be out the game from just a fall." He tried to convince them to dought her as a fellow small.
" Well that might be true if she had a leverage." Jet commented as she crossed her arms still having a bit of dough, but as well not saying she can't since the last time she judged someone for being a small. After a few more seconds as the crowed continued to cheer and comment on having (name) back in the game.
As I came up to the coach and asked him to switch me out with my teammate since we were down 14 points with only 20 minutes left. Trying to get the coach to let me in the game. After a few minutes the coach gave in as they let me back on the court. Once the game continued I played safe and on defense as I allowed the others to get some scores in since I was to hurt.
Eventually we got down to a bit of an upper hand in only three point advantage of a 95-92. As the final few minutes were counted down looked over at my team to nod and signal to give the ball to me.
As the last four minutes continued a rhino from the other team made his way to the Thunders side. As everyone else was blocked, once the rhino jumped up to make a slam dunk on the hoop the sound of it making everyone pause for a second. Thinking that the Sand Storm's have tied the game only for everyone to look up at the score to not see any points given making them confused.
Once the lifted dust from the court cleared out a bit an owl yell was heard as (name came out from the cloud of dust in the air. Showing he already half way back across the court with the ball in her claws as the other team quickly tried to stop her from making a score.
While even else tried to stop her as the count down got bellow 2 minutes. (Name) made her way to the hoop as she flew up in the air then dived down with her talents in the stance of a predator going for an attack only to score and get the last points. Ending the game in 98-92 as the last buzz rang in the stadium.
Making everyone pause at the game for a second as the crowed then roared in yells and cheers as (name) continued to fly mid air. Taking a few moments to catch my breath as I looked out into the crowed to notice someone in the distance. Hearing the voice they loudly as everyone stoped to see Modo cheer from the audience.
The Thorns watched a bit is disbelief on what happened no twi n apart of the chromed at the shock of the last score. Before they were cut o as Modo being the first out of the six to cheer. Making the rest of the crowed to join, but not to long after everyone noticed who it was cheating to (name)
For a few seconds you thought your mind was playing tricks on you as I noticed a slight shimmer from the crowed as the announcer then called the name Thorns. Making me take a few seconds to look around the stands then notice Modo cheating and yelling out my name.
"Way to go Echo! Amazing score! You fly very well after a fall!" As Modo cheered and did a bit of an impressive dance on top of the seats in the audience without hurting anyone.
Making the crowd cheered along side him I took the chance to hear I flew around the stadium over the crowed giving out a few of my own cheers. Giving the thorns the chance to stop Modo as they dragged him down for on top the seats. As they made a brake for the doors to get out the stadium before they could be crowded by interviewers and fans for questions.
Once they got out the stadium and into the parking loot as Archie and Jet let go of a wringing Modo as he hissed and tried to get to there hold. " Modo what were you doing! Now everyone knows we were at the game!"
Jet whispers yelled as the others looked at he a bit worried with the freak out ,but also under standing why she's doing so after being caught.
" What? I was cheering her for winning game. She played good in game." Modo looked a jet a bit confused as he shakes a bit getting comfortable, but also not seeing in him doing anything wrong.
jet only sighed as she then heard the sound of the media and fans getting close as they looked for them. Let's talk on this later we need to go! With that everyone started to get in their vehicles as they left the stadium.
Modo got on his motorcycle as he stared to drive off only to see on a few screens on the way out of the live game inside as you and your teach still cheated as they advanced to the net game. Giving Modo a small smirk as he then hit the gas and speed off.
₊˚⊹ ᰔ note: i don't know what im doing nor why im doing this but we rock i guess
₊˚⊹ ᰔ warning: English isn't my first language so feel free to correct me!
₊˚⊹ ᰔ content: multi characters x reader, greek gods being... greek gods? there will be more than one part
🪽₊˚⊹ you don't remember how this is happened, everything was so sudden, but all you remember is you waking up in giant forest where trees are everywhere you look.
☀️₊˚⊹ you didn't understand what got you here, first you were at your home and now suddenly you're at some forest in some place..
🏺₊˚⊹ as you stood up you start walking around looking for a way out of this forest, at first you start screaming for help but you give that idea up after a while of screaming and your throat hurting
🪽₊˚⊹ after spending hours of walking you suddenly found a gate, giant gate that look like it belong to royalty, you didn't care that much as you start running towards it, forgetting all about your legs pain of hours of walking.
☀️₊˚⊹ as you reach to it suddenly open by itself reveling a giant palace which quickly mad you jump and gasp, how does this giant palace exist in the middle of no where?
🏺₊˚⊹ you where so shocked that you didn't notice the person who has sneak up behind you.
"well well well, what do we have here, a little mortal?" he says close to your ears which quickly make jump and gasp pulling away from him as you look at him with confusion and little fear.
"what would bring such a mortal like yourself here darling?" said the guy before letting out a little chuckles, he was tall with wings on his head and a hat, as you look up and down at him you notice him wearing what look like old clothes, ancient one. and is that shoes with wings in it?
"i...i don't kno-" before you could answer suddenly you heard a voice coming from behind you, much louder and rougher one
"Hermes, what are you doing, and who is this mortal?" said the voice as it started getting closer, as you turn around you see a man with white hair and beard slowly approaching you. okay that just got even worse now.
"i don't know father, this little mortal just appears here and she looks a little lost" said hermes as he got a little closer to you studying your face as you quickly start stepping away but suddenly hit something behind you, or rather someone.
"what a pretty little mortal like you doing here?" said the voice that comes from behind you softly which quickly makes you jump and turn around to be faced with a tanned man whose hair is as gold as the sunlight with eyes that could literally shine.
what's wrong with men here suddenly appearing out of nowhere from behind you?? is that a kink or something? because you're definitely not interested.
before you can even question anything you heard another voice, great the collection is completed , but this time it seems more like feminine voice, very harsh one indeed.
"zeus!? who is this mortal, and how did she come here??" said the woman harshly as pointed at you like you're some... thing.
"hera, we don't know how this mortal got here, but she seems like she's lost?" said the white haired man as he looked at the woman tiredly.
wait, Hermes? zeus? HERA??? this can't be right.. and don't tell me that the golden hair man is Apollo?? oh she's died for sure.
"lost? on the mountain of Olympus?? just throw her off." said hera as she looked at you with hate and disgust .
wait throw her? OFF OF A FUCKING MOUNTAIN?? i mean she did throw her own son. BUT STILL??
"wow wow... please don't throw me off the mountain, I too dont know how I got here.." you finally said as you try to reason with hera. well , we know how this goes.
"mortal how dare you talk back to me??" said hera with even more hatred and disgust, if eyes could kill, you're a gonner.
luckily zeus steps just in time to stop hera from throwing you off herself "calm down hera, we're not throwing anyone, not yet" well it's zeus..
"so what do we do with her?? keep her?" said hera as she looked at zeus angrily.
"well keeping her doesn't sound so bad, it's been a long time since I've seen mortal so beautiful" said Apollo as he got closer to you studying your face, You don't know if you should be flattered at his compliment or be concerned
"Yea It's been a while since the gods had a mortal servant, a little pet if you will" said hermes with little chuckle as he glare at you.
a pet? for the gods?? getting thrown out of the mountain doesn't sound so bad right now.
"yea turn Olympus into a zoo for mortals!" said hera sarcastically as she looked at Apollo and hermes, definitely not a fan of the idea.
"well, it's better and more entertaining than throwing her off, we could use a mortal in Olympus" said zeus and smirk looking at you.
yep your fate has been sealed. doom.
"well welcome to your new home little mortal, what's your name?" you heard Apollo talking softly to you but you can barely focus with your brain trying to take in all the new information.
you can hear hera yell and zeus ignoring her, but suddenly as your body suddenly remembers it's tiredness you couldn't stand on your feet as you suddenly pass out.
To everyone who read my Haunted Hotel teen Abaddon x Fem Alt reader. I’m fine and ok just a bit tired from my personal life as well as school since it’s almost testing. On the other hand
What the?! I posted both of these only a few days apart. I didn’t really think much of it just a small fanfic I was going to make. But y’all had other ideas.
THANK YOU!? HOW?! WHY?!
if anything I thought I was going to get hate on this since it’s such a controversial thing. Since many argue when coming up on one of these saying “Even if you like Abaddon himself, he’s still trapped in a child’s body” ect.
So thank you to all of you for liking my little story. I will be continuing it, just be a bit patient and would anyone be ok if I added in some codes to decider for I between chapters?
Abaddon is aged up a bit to a teen body and reader is teen.
< Part1
You watched as your dad drove into the town as you saw all the new people. How simple and carefree it all looked, as you listened to your Spotify playlist.
“You’ll be better off here sweetheart. New town a new beginning to your life. Sure it’s a new change but the house is nice big two stories with a big backyard that leads out to the forest close by. Im sure you’ll meet someone you can get along with.” Your dad glanced over to you seeing the slight frown you had.
“Oh and here it is our new home. I’m go see what the movers have put in already. Wait here sweetie.” Dad packed the car in the driveway as you looked out to the forest close seeing if there were any animals in view. Not long after dad came back to the car.
“Ok the movers have already brought in the stuff for our rooms they just need to finished up the living room then they’ll be gone. Go ahead and take your things inside I’m go asked about the payment really quick.”
Dad then got out the suitcase as you took off your headphones and got your backpack from the back seat. Getting out it was a bit chilly as you shivers at a cold breeze passed through. Once you grabbed your things and when inside the home you looked at the layout as you went upstairs to the room your dad said was yours.
It was big and spacious with two windows showing to the street and another to the backyard and forest. As well a door to a connected bathroom and big closet to step into.
You saw were the movers but your bed and wardrobe along with your shelf’s.“Definitely going to rearrange the room soon, but this will do for now.” Giving a slight shrugged as you opend the suitcase and began to put in you stuff into there places.
After a bit you walked around the house as you tried to remember the new layout. Dad’s room, his office, your craft room, ect. Eventually you went down stairs as you went into the kitchen getting a bit hungry.
Only to find it empty with nothing but a few water bottles and kid snack packs that you already had from the trip here.
“Dad what are we having for dinner!” You yelled a bit not wanting to go find him. As you took a few of the snack packs and two waters into your backpack. “I’ll go buy groceries in a bit and some MacDonals on my way back. If you’re done packing for the day you can explore if you want.” Your dad called out as he tried to lover the price the movers gave him.
“Ok then. I’m going out to the woods for a bit. I’ll be back before dinner!” You say as you put your headphones back on as started your playlist. Beginning to walk out the house and into the woods.
After a solid twenty minutes you looked at your phone as it read 4:30 pm. Ok you still have a hour or two to kill. You eventually got to the side of the lake as you sat down. Soon after you saw a few dear drink along the side of it.
Getting your phone ready to take a photo you then saw the deer run off back into the woods. “Dang it, they were cute.” You mumbled a bit as put your phone down only to see a reflection on something behind you.
“HI IM ESTER!” You jumped as you were startled by a brunette in an over sized green jacket and brown pants. Behind her was a guy with pale skin, bags under his eyes, black hair up to his shoulders, and in very old clothing from the 1700’s?
“Um, hi? I’m (name).” You said as you looked at them a bit confused. Ester got back information of you.
“So, you’re the new people in town.” Ester only looked excited as she backed up a bit as you got up off the ground. “Yeah it’s just me and my dad. Is it that know that we’re the new people already?” You asked as you put your headphone way and the backpack on.
“This is a small town everyone knows another, so news spreads very fast.” Ester shrugged as she stepped back a bit. “Anyway what are you doing out here? Wouldn’t you want to look in town on be in your new house?”
“I like the woods more it’s more quiet plus I’m not really a social person.” You shrugged as you then started to walk. But then stoped as you bumped into something. Only to be meet with the guy you saw behind Ester.
“I am Abaddon Gate keeper of the fifth ring of hell, cobra king, ruler of shrimp, and if you make an enemy of me, I shall be your worst nightmare that your feeble mortal mind couldn’t comprehend.”
A dark cloud formed above his head as it started to thunder and his eyes turned a dark red. Ester then quickly stepped in between the two of you as she pushed him away as she swinged his arms to get her to stop.
“Ok sorry about him. (Name) this is Abaddon, don’t mind him much.” Ester only looked at you worried that you might be freaked out and start to run away. Only to see you a bit confused, but not scared or trying to get away.
“Did he say he was a demon?” You asked interesting in what he had said as you stepped forward a bit. “Yeah, he’s a demon trapped in the body of a boy from the 1700’s.”
“I shall be your greatest fear!” Abaddon yelled as he tried to run at you, but Ester kept holding him back. Once she let go he hit the ground just below your feet.
You only got down as you helped him out. “Wow an actual demon. Thats amazing dose that mean that you can do some type of spell or thing?” You questioned not at all scared. Leaving Ester a bit shocked.
“Wait you’re not scared and running away?” Ester looked at you confused as you picked up Anaddon from the ground finding his surprisingly light. “Not really, I’ve alway had an interest in the super natural and demonology. If anything this is great.” You only gave a small smile to Ester as you continued to hold Ansddon up.
“Unhand me you lower being!” Abaddon yelled out as he squirmed around. As you put him down. “Sorry. But can you some cool magic or spells.”
“I know a few spells that can leave a mortal paralyzed and can burn my symbol on anything I claim as mine.” Abaddon said as Ester then jumped into the conversation. “You mean how you claimed the coconut yogurt?”
“I already licked the lid, but ment nothing to any of you since you ate it. Now I’m out here without any sustenance in this vessel !” Abaddon yelled as he pouted.
“I have some snack packs if you want them?” You then took your backpack off and opens it to show a good three packs in there. “Do they have the cubes cheese and pretzels?” Abaddon said as he took two and then struggled to take off the plastic lid. You only grabbed the packed as you took off the lids and giving it back to him as he scarfed tit down.
“Abaddon only like’s those.” Ester said as she grabbed one for herself. “Noted for next time. Where do you all live anyway. I didn’t see you when I whent throw town.” You asked as you opens a bottle of water.
“Oh we live on the hotel up that hill over there.” Ester then pointed up at a hill just a bit further out where a bit hotel was. “It’s also haunted with over 200 ghosts and monsters. My mom took it over after my uncle died. He’s a ghost now.”
“Wait it’s haunted? How is that possible?” You questioned now interested. “Yeah it’s great basically if you die on the property you can walked around in the hotel and the land around it. This lake is a bit out of the property line. But you become a ghost if you have unfinished business.” Ester said as if it’s the most known thing.
Well I better choose a good place to die then. You then heard your phone ring. Looking at your phone you see that your dad texted you that he’s almost home.
“I got to go my dad almost back with dinner. See you two soon I’ll try to stop by your hotel if I have time.” You then put on your backpack as you got up and went back in the detection to town.
“Ok then see you tomorrow then!” Ester yelled out as you left. “She seems cool and isn’t freaked out by all the supernatural stuff. You know what this means right Abaddon”Ester turned to the demon as he started to bite on the plastic packaging of the snack.
“We have a new Allie that can bring us snacks and use to fight the Mothman?” Abaddon said as he throw the plastic packaging on the ground as they two walked back to the hotel. “If she wants to, and she wasn’t scared from what I told her about the hotel or that you’re a demon.”
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You got home just in time as your dad pulled into the driveway. “Sweetie come help me with the groceries. The eggs are in the passenger seat.” Dad said as he brought in the water bottle. You went to the car as you grind a few bags.
After a good thirty minutes of putting everything away you sat down at the table as you started to eat your order with a large milkshake as dessert.
“So had any fun out in the woods? Dad asked as he finished his food and threw away the bag. “I meet two people Ester and Abaddon. They live in the hotel up the hill just out of town.”
You told him but left out that the hotel is haunted and that one of the people you meet was actually a demon in a boys body. Not wanting to worry him already.
“That’s nice I head from the other people in town that some weird things go on in the hotel. I thought you might like a place like that.” Dad said as he started to open a few boxes of stuff for the kitchen.
“Then can I go to the hotel and talk to them tomorrow?” You finished your food as you asked not wanting to be stuck home all day opening boxes and putting stuff away.
“Sure I can tell you don’t want to spend the day unpacking stuff. I already have most of the boxes in places they need to go. So I’m sure I can do most of the unpacking by my self anyway. Just go have fun you’re still young and I want you to live the time you have.” Dad then went to watch tv.
Once you got ready for sleep you went to bed as you thought of what you know of this new place in life the new house and town.
Once next morning came you had breakfast dress in baggy black cargo pants and a graphic tee and a sweeter.
You started to unpack most of your stuff. Clothes, things on your shelf, art supplies and other smaller things. By noon you were done with most the stuff you could get set up.
As you when down stairs you find dad unpacking all his work equipment in the garage. As he organized everything in this storage boxes.
“Dad I’m done with the stuff I have. Can I go to the hotel?” You asked as he opened up another box. “Sure just keep your phone on you and respond when I contact you. If anything happens call me. Other than that have fun sweetheart.” Dad reminded his warmings to you as he went back to taking out his stuff.
“Will do dad.” You gave a smile as you got a cross bag taking your charger, phone, headphones, and a few other things as you put on a bit of make up and eyeliner to look good out of the house.
You then made your way down the road along the side of the small pathway on the side of the road way up the hill to the hotel.
Abaddon is aged up a bit to a teen body and reader is teen.
Part2 >
This takes place after the Rollyfluffs incident.
After the incident at Esters and Ben’s school they took a week break. Luckily most of the people infected didn’t have many memories of the event, but did have big amounts of head and stomach aches. So the school closed until the sickness passes through.
Ester was up to her usual situation as she walked around the forest around the hotel as Abaddon tagged along wanting to get some rode kill animal bones. Eventually the two were walking along the houses in the two as Abaddon did find a few cat bones.
“Abaddon we should get back to the hotel it’s almost dinner, plus mom promised pizza. Since we only dealt with an evil force twice this week.”Ester called out to her immortal friend as he collected cat bones from the side of the road. Getting a bit impatient since they’ve been at this for a good two hours now.
“Yes, feeble mortal I will collect my bones faster, only because I also enjoy the meal of the fast food know as a pizza. Even if I have only collected the bones of three creatures that is less then recurred for the spell I want to cast on the Moth man.” Abaddon yelled out as he started to rip the bones harder out of the dead carcass. Getting some old blood of his clothing.
After a solid five minutes Ester was tired of waiting. “Ok come on I’m not going to take the chance of getting attacked by the forest ghost at night. Plus I am not letting Ben eat all the pizza while I stand around and wait for you.” Ester started to walk back in the direction of the forest.
“Ester didn’t Katherine say that it wasn’t allowed for people to take the presses belonging of one persons house?” Abaddon asked Ester as pulled her back to were he was.
“Yes, it is wrong to take things from people’s houses. Why are you asking? Because we’re not going into one of the houses here my reputation is already ruined after the Rollyfluff situation.” Ester shutters as she remembers all the kids that were crowding her for their money back.
“Then why are those people taking stuff from that house then?” Abaddon said as he turned her head to look across the street to a house that has a truck in the front as people were caring furniture and boxes.
“Oh, no they’re not taking the stuff those are moving people. There helping someone bout there stuff into that house.”
Ester only gave a small laugh at the confusion that her demonic friend had. “So, they’re not taking the belongings of the home?” Abandon asked still a bit confused.
“No, they’re not. They’re taking things into the house…..meaning someone iS MOVING INTO THAT HOUSE!” Ester then began to get exited only leaving Abaddon even more confused as he watched the moving people continue to move things into the house.
“We have to investigate this right now!” Ester then had a look of confidence on her face. Only for her watch to see that it was already 6 p.m.
“On second thought we come back tomorrow to investigate. For now we go home and have pizza night. I don’t want uncle Nathan to sniff all the slices before I eat.” Abaddon only fallowed behind her as they ran back to the hotel.
Later once they were all siting around in the kitchen table having as normal pizza night they can. As they talked about there day and things that could and want to happed.
“Ester what did you and Abaddon find when you went out in the forest earlier?” Katherine asked still a bit skeptical of letting Ester out the hotel after the event at the school, or letting Abaddon out the hotel after at all.
“Oh it was ok nothing haunting Abaddon found a few animal bones. But we also say someone moving into town.” Ester mentioned as she finished a slice.
“Someone new was moving into town?” Katherine looked at Ester a bit surprised. “That means that we have a new shot of not being labeled of the people who live in the screaming hotel out in the woods.”
“That’s only if they haven’t been told by the other people of the town mom.” Ester said being a bit sceptical of what her mom’s plan might be.
“Just don’t be weird to them if you see them in town Ester, Ben.” Katherine said as she got up a bit exited as she throw away the empty pizza boxes.
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Next day Ester and Abaddon already were out of the hotel as they when to the town to spy on the new people moving in. Once they got there they stayed a bit away hiding in the bushes cross the road.
“Ok Abaddon we’re only watching to see what information we can get about our new neighbors in town.” Ester whispered as they hid behind a bush while Ester got out her binoculars.
“So, we’re not going to attack them?” Abaddon asked a bit confused as he pulled out a hatchet. “What? No! We’re watching them to see if they have any thoughts on the hotel and our family.” Ester explain as she tried to keep her voice down and there cover hidden.
“Then what are we doing. If not going to attack them then? Are we seeing if they are our enemy.” Abaddon questioned as he looked at the hatched in his hand.
“Yes, we’re seeing if they our ally or enemy Abaddom, but first we much see who our new neighbors are. So, keep a hidden profile until we have enough information on them.” Esters said as she made it away Abaddon could understand more clearly.
As they both watched the two story house. They saw the movers continue to bring things into to the house. Not even a few moments later a car pulled into the driveway as a man walked out the car as he talked to the movers.
“That must be the new person.” Ester mumbled ass he watched the guy walk back to the car as he spoke to someone then went to the trunk of the car as he got out a two suitcases.
The passenger door then opens as a teen got out as she was dressed in dark clothing. With very alternative clothing stud belt, thick eyeliner, and paler face make up. She grabbed a suitcase and a bag from the car as she walked into the house.
“Ear stared a bit surprised at the person’s style for a second before snapping out of it. Let’s go around to the backyard so we can see them better.” Once they got around they could see a bit better into the house throw the window a that showed into the living room.
“ yup there definitely the new people. They look to be completely new here.” Ester mumbled the backdoor then opens as the teen walked out with headphones on. As she said something inside the house before walking into the forest.
“Come on Abaddon let’s fallow her. This could be my chance to make an actual friend other than Heather.” Ester got us as she fallowed after the teen.
“I don’t see why we should fallow this human now. They don’t seem to be an enemy or an ally to us.” Abaddon asked as they ran after the teen.
“Well we don’t know. For all we know that could be great and even help us out with a retails of some sort.” Ester argues back getting Abanddon’s attention as he followed along now being interested in this new human.
Groaning as you opened your eyes as a bit of pain from your head and back started. Looking around you see that you’re in your bed. “That’s weird I don’t remember going to bed after playing the game…… the game!”
You remember what happens the weird gift and the. The portal coming out your phone. As you got up and started to look for your phone.
“Oh? you’re awake!” Your turned to the voice only to be meet with…..Gingerbrave? “Huh? How? H-How are you here?” You only looked at the small cookie standing at your desk confused. He’s a video game character, but he’s here in your room. With others.
You see who was in your room. Many just regular cookies. Wizard cookie, costard cookie, carrot cookie, a few other Epic, Super epics, even Legendary. Such as Moonlight cookie and Wind Archer cookie. As well all the Ancients and Beast.
“Helloooooo?! Can you hear us?” Snapping out of it you look at were the voice was only see Shadow Milk floating in his small size above your head. “Oh. Sorry, I’m still in a bit of shock.”
“Well of course you would. It’s me you’re looking at. Who wouldn’t be astounded by the master of deceit.”You only stared as the small jester cookie floated above you, before getting snapped out by another voice.
“Quit you deceitful beasts. Do not speak as if you are the only one that is here!” Turning to where the voice was you see Dark Cacao. On top your dresser as he pointed his sword at Shadow milk.
The two only went back as forth, as you continued to watch the two argue and throw threats to each other. Eventually a bright light shown. Stoping the argument as the light glowed making everyone to quit down and cover their eyes.
Once the light dimmed down you were able to see that it was Pure Vanilla using his staff to get everyone’s attention. “Everyone stop fighting, we have no right to fight here. Especially since we are guests!” After he finished he turned to look at you with his closed eye smile.
“I apologize for our actions in your home. I hope you can forgive my friends on there outback.” His soft smile was able to calm you down as you got over the shock. Looking down at him you smile back. “Thank you, I was a bit worried a fight might brake out, but….. how are you all here? I-I mean your all from a game.” You ask as you looked to see who was here.
Pure Vanilla walked up to the end of the desk as he looked up at you opening his eyes. As you were able to see his blue and yellow eye.“Well, it’s a bit… complicated to say the least. It’s best if you took a seat for this.”
Taking his advise you sat in your chair getting closer to the desk. “Ok then, tell me.” Pure Vanilla only figured with his clothing a bit, before he started to speak.“We were already aware of us being in a game before this so, we all decided to- ”
“We all decided to get out of that small contraption of yours, and be out here with you my sweet lie~” Shadow Milk interrupted Pure Vanilla as he popped up in front of your face. His small cookie hands holding your face abstracting your view of the others.
“So, you all got out the game, by using that gift in the mail?” You asked looking at the small blue cookie holding your face, a bit startled as you took a step back. Getting out of his dough hands, making his smile turn into a small frown.
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After a few hours you got over the big confusion of the situation, as well the introduction to all the cookies. That there were a lot. Seeing them all roamed around your room. You were just glad that you deep cleaned the day before.
You watched as they all looked at the things in your room. Your drawings, posters and other decorations on the wall. A few others looked at the technology you had, amazed at how advanced and useful they were.
The ones who could fly would go up against the fan using it as a joy ride to see who lasted the longest. Golden Cheese and a few others were intrigued at the make up and jewelry you had. As they all asked what each product or applicator did.
Thought the few hours of answering questions and talking to all of them. You remembers your phone, how you just forgotten it all together after the hit to the head you got from them all getting out the game. Looking around a bit you spotted it on the floor as it was to the side of your bed.
Only to find out with it a cracked all over the screen, no battery, and one of the corners was completely bent showing a bit of the inside material.
Not wanting to upset everyone’s adventure in your room you sighed, and left it on the bedside table. You go to your computer to look for a new cheap phone to replace it.
Unknown to you Shadow Milk saw your reaction to your broken device as you went to see things that were similar to it. He floated down to the device looking at it seeing how damaged it was. Remembering this what key you play the game they were in. looked at your device he then got an idea, as he took the phone of somewhere else away from everyone.
As you continued to look for a good priced phone you left a small tap on your head. Making you stop to see shadow milk struggling to holding your phone out to you.“Here take it. To heavy for me to hold onto.” The jester muttered out tired and frustratedly as he continued to hold your phone.
Taking the phone from his hold, allowing him to relax and breathe. You took a look at the phone seeing that it was all fixed. The corner that was bend back in place, while the screen looked to be completely new as if it was freshly out a package.
“ I saw that you were a bit upset that it was broken, so I thought I might fix it up a bit.” The cookie muttered as he say you look at the phone seeing how fixed up it was. “How did you even do this?”
Once you asked the blue beast his smirk came back as he face as he floated in front of you but still keeping a good distance. “Now you should know. I won’t tell you in detail. It was a puzzle for me to fix, but your favorite cookie fixed it for you.” He smirked as he floated with a big smile on his face.
“Thanks, you saved me at least a thousand dollars.” You only smiled up at him as you went to put it to charge. Leaving him floating above your chair. The cookie only watched you walk off to charge your phone. He was thanked? Shadow milk’s smile fell into a small one as he floated down slowly to your chairs armrest as he looked almost confused.
He was thanked for his help, not showed away or even screamed at in fear. He was thanked for what he did.
“It feels nice to be thanked for your work isn’t it.”Shadow milk jumped a bit at the sudden voice but then turned a bit to the voice to see Pure Vanilla stud at the edge of the desk looking at him then to look at you as you showed the phone to other cookies as explained what it can do.
“Shut it you thief!” Shadow milk snapped out of it as he looked at the smiling ancient as he watched you as you smiled about your fixed phone.“I only did it since she was a bit upset that it was broken nothing more.” Shadow milk mumbled as he then floated off somewhere else in the room away from the truthful cookie.
As the day continued you answered questions and continued to talk with the cookies as you asked them questions in return. Through the day you tried to look for the blue jester, but he was knower to be seen. Though you were a bit confused you left it alone. He must still be getting used to this place or wanted some space from everyone.
Unknown to you the jester watched you from the shadows or any room you went into. As his main cookie body hid in the corner of the room next to your shelf. A hand on his sole jam as he had a smile and a darker tinted blue on his face.
You rested in your room the day before the new Cookie Run update started. You saved up for once since the last one was pretty boring. Having a big amount to use in the upcoming Gatcha. Making sure to at least get the new cookie or maybe an Ancient or Beast you don’t have.
As you finished up some tasks and sending a balloon expropriation, and more already wanting to get a head start for tomorrow. Thoughout the night you woke up to a hard storm coming in.
Loud thunder wakes you up and worry a bit hopping that the power doesn’t go out. Already woken up you decided to at least play a bit do a bit of guild work or maybe an early pull.
As you started to pull getting mostly common and epic cookie soul stones. You then got a Beasts pull as you waited to see who it was. Thunder struck making you jump a bit at how loud it was. Not a second later the lights started to flash before turning off. Leaving you in the darkness and only your phones screen lighting up the room.
Looking at your phone you see that it froze mid pull as you figured to go the control box and see if you can get the power back on. Once you flicked the power switch off and then back on you were able to get the power on. Though you phone was still frozen when you turned it on and off.
Even when you reopens the game it was stuck on that pull. Giving up you turn it off as you went to bed. Hoping for it to work again by the morning for the update.
By next morning you wake up and check on the game. It seems to be working just fine. You looked at your cookies to see if you were able to get the Beast you pulled yesterday. To your surprise you see shadow milk was there and he was already at three stars.
Which was a bit weird, but you weren’t complaining. With the update you started to first few tasks and getting a few costumes. But as the day went on you noticed how some things didn’t work.
When you fought in the arena the game would freeze then it would show that the match was over. You had lost even though you were against a very easy team. On other times parts of your kingdom would be out of place. Stayed and decor out of place or all jumbled up. It was just confusing. Having enough of there’s glitching you went to fixing up some toppings and biscuits.
Days later once you were really into this new update you keep grinding not having much luck.As you went to Smoked Cheese’s you leveled him up a bit. As you did a new Frase popped up. “Your as beautiful as a shining piece of gold.” “Huh? Thats …odd. That’s not supposed to be there.”you shrugged it off must be with the new update since the golden city did have a small part in it.
After another hour of re decorating you finished by fixing up the garden you had for Pure Vanilla. As you re placed his statue in the middle. You see his sprite wake up as he looked at the statue then had his speak bubble pop up. Curious you tap on it. “Such amazing work my dear.”
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You just stared at the screen in shock as Pure Vanilla looks back at you. Not long after giving a little wave. In a bit of a panic you witch over to another part as you went to upgrade a few things as your mind raced. “How was this posable. There’s no way it’s just a game. It has to be a new speaker line. Nothing more.”
After a bit you leave your phone as you went to do something else. Some work on your computer and then went to cook dinner. Unknown to you the game turned back on as it changed to the blue jesters sprite as he stoped walking around. Only stared at the screen. Watching as you walked around in your kitchen, but soon the phone turned off slowly.
Through out the rest of the day you keept getting good pulls, wining rounds. It was to good this wasn’t luck or some nice moves. This was strange as if they were in your favor.
That fallowing night you can hear the phone buzz with notifications of the game. At one point you were irritated as you then opened the app to see what was going on. When you opened the app you see that….. it was empty. All your cookies were gone. From the main kingdom and from the cookie sections even there toppings and biscuits information were gone.
Shocked you looked around seeing if they were just hidden. The arena, guild and everything didn’t show a single cookie. Eventually you went to the mail box seeing a bunch of coin and gem gifts. At the top was a few gift. “Out of game mode.”
Having not much to do you clicked on it. As it then showed the screen turn back as a colorful portal showed. That was until it stare to grown and the screen began to brake the glass cracking as then in a big light. Multiple figures jumped out as a few landed on you knocking you out.
What happens when the wait for the next update happens after a bad thunderstorm. Causing the game to keep logging you out, and having weird glitches. In reality it’s not glitching at all. They were just having some fun a few more than others, but they all have the same thoughts. You need to be with them.
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