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[playercheezit]

PRESENTING CHEEZIT AS A SPOOKY SKELETON !

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

Rebel in the Rye (2017) Directed by Danny Strong

[playercheezit]

player : cheez and @playernoir​. floor : 62, right after the battle.

cheez hardly ever participates in the boss battles --- hell, she usually doesn’t even offer her help as a mystic in healing other players at the end of it. but because sixty-one was a favorite of her’s --- you can thank the poisonous plants for that one --- that she just had to stick around and watch it unfold. and let’s just say the boss battle didn’t disappoint.

but now that it was over, she was back to the very start. bored out of her damn mind.

so what does she do to resolve this problem? find a poor sucker, of course. and would you look at that --- blood oath’s princess on the loose with a nice new scratch on her arm. perfect. she could play the role of rookie mystic here to save the day, or screw it up. either way, it would entertainment.

“ oh wow, that looks awful. need any help? ” innocent tone, innocent look. after all, conejita was great inspiration to steal from on the innocent act.

[playercheezit]

player : cheez and @5kittles. floor : 62, on the train.

boss battles were always a bore for cheez. sometimes she watches from the distance, or with the other medics acting as though she is ready to jump in for ‘support’ --- whatever the hell that meant. reality was, cheez never participated in the battle. why put herself in harms way when there were plenty of clueless hero stereotypes out there willing to risk their own lives for the good of those stuck in here, blah blah blah. cheez really doesn’t give a fucking damn. 

when the next floor opened after that long battle of dinosaurs --- let her guess, it was in aspen’s fanboy mind to just add dinosaurs like all of them do --- cheez hopped right on to it. only to be disappointed at how boring it was. at least sixty-one had those poisonous plants to fuck around with. what did this have? a train with one stop? lame. aspen clearly is losing his touch. 

so why was she here? well, she’s hoping to catch up with her favorite unity princess and she just figured that the girl would hop on over here to see what the fuss was about --- who knew she would be correct. “ well, well. m&m’s has arrived. ” cheez leaned back at her seat, plopping her feet on top of the seat in front of her. 

“ tell me, how’s your little pet doing? or did it escape? ” oh, cheez already knew the answer. doesn’t mean she’s not going to be asking it anyways. mostly so skittles could hear the clear disappointment in her tone. 

[playercheezit]

playerkitty‌:

location: bistro on nova?

players: open

so on top of opening her own store, taking care of a drunk syphon, and taking on a recruiter position for circus, kitty also decided to dye her hair blue. yes, blue. it would be a temporary installment but she was itching to do something, so that’s where she went with it. she traded her long dark hair for something a little more electric and was honestly really enjoying it. mostly. 

this time kitty was sitting at a table with a solo player, attempting to reason with them some positive factors of circus, but all her sleepless brain could get from them was an ‘i’ll think about it.’ after they got up and walked away she let her elbow slide forward and rest her head on the table, a frustrated grown leaving her. she was given one job and that was to charm people enough to join circus and she even struggled to do that much, not hard when you’re the fucking murder guild. 

the sound of the chair being pulled out from in front of her prompted a muffled, “go away.” after she spoke out though, she picked up her head, eyes focusing on the person sitting in front of her now, “oh. hi?”

it’s been a hot minute since cheez has visited her favorite kitty around but she decided to take some time out of her busy schedule of manipulating and poisoning to spend some time with the other. too bad she forgot to mention that she was coming around.

cheez grab the nearest chair, trying to make as much noise as possible. it was clear when she first arrived, the other had been engaged in some random convo with some rando and really -- who needs them? they would be far more to kill than have join the guild. -- now, it appeared that kitty was alone and well, who was cheez to leave a friend all alone in such a time of need? 

“ hiya. ” cheez leaned her hands onto the table, head placing on top of them as she grinned at kitty. “ we could just kill them you know. make it a whole thing, ” cheez tried her best erebus’ voice at the next statement, “ ‘ we kill all those who refuse to join! ” and back to her, really she can’t do an erebus’ voice for too long. “ ooooo, what if we make that our slogan. that guy who just walked out on you? our first victim of not joining. how long do you think it’ll take before i convince him to have a drink? ” 

[playercheezit]

5kittles‌:

“ Hot tip of the day from the murderous- temptress herself is it? “ skittles said rolling her eyes. There were times where cheez was for lack of a better word… a bloodthirsty harpy. Still, it could be worse, instead of trying to cut her down with her words. She could try poisoning her. Skittles was thankful that at least for the moment, cheez blood lustful gaze wasn’t on her…not yet anyway. 

Skittles had no desire to kill a god, be it real or some snot-nosed dweeb from the Bronx.  She didn’t have a desire to kill anyone; maim and hurt sure but kill? She didn’t think she had the stomach for it, but Cheezit could.  The circus member could do it and not even bat an eyelash afterward. Was that why she hung around her so much. Skittles desire to be like the women in the circus grew each day Hela took a breath. She wanted to be cold, to stop hiding behind the sweet image a give in to something that dark that was slowly creeping through her.

Cheez didn’t see her as a threat, and that only made Skittles more determined to be that kind of threat to not just hela, but anyone that crossed her path. Eyeing the cup in Cheez hand - skittles took it. Could it be poisoned, yes? Was that going to stop her from drinking it… hell no. Taking a long sip she scrunched up her nose at the bitter taste but said nothing else. “ What? Am I  suppose to be locked up at Unity HQ all day long?” she huffed taking another sip. “I wanted some space so I came here. No one would look for me here, I like it. It gives me time to think.” 

“ murderous temptress? that’s cute. i dig. but regardless, yes. that was advice. congratulations. you are among the lucky few to be graced with such a thing from me. don’t spend the advice all at once. ” what can she say? if she does give out advice such as this, it would be because she sees some kind of kinship with the other -- or she’s planning on killing them so whatever she says hardly matters. the verdict is still out for skittles. “ you’re welcome rainbows. ”

well, well. color cheez impressed. she wasn’t sure if the other would accept the drink or not, considering how well they know of her favorite method of murder. but they took it even when cheez didn’t showcase her pouring the drink and that was enough to impress her. sure, she could easily have poisoned the girl but they would have received a little notification letting them know that has occurred by now. and who knows? it’s not like cheez was completely done with testing skittles. just because she passed this test, doesn’t mean she’s going to pass the next -- whether it’s because cheez purposely fails her or the other simply backs down. there will be plenty more tests in the girl’s future -- mark cheez’s words.

“ how the hell am i supposed to know? it’s not like i actively go out and look for unity puppies to gather up. sure, i might have killed one or two of you but i’m not picky. i always thought that your little leader -- or retired leader i should say -- just kept you guys locked up in some tower of goodness and unicorns and bullshit or something like that. it’s not like i expected one of her sheep to come flocking to a new herd. or are you a little wolf pup now hiding in the sheep’s skin? tell me, do you still act like you are filled with sugar and spice and everything nice or have you shown your turn colors? does your little guild know what you are capable of? ”

[playercheezit]

radishyes‌:

“alright, alright, listen up asshole.” his voice hardened just a bit, though if anyone listened closely they’d hear how it shook around the edges, tapered at the ends. radish just…had never thought, in all his life, he’d be standing in front of someone who had tried to kill him and having a semi-decent conversation. this was the world they were living in now. had this happened back home? she’d be in fuckin’ jail, he’d have to testify against her, it would be a fuckin’ news story. here? it was nothing. a blip in the wildness that was velia. one of the most terrifying moments of his life, second only to one, and she was never punished for it…fuck her. “try me. just fucking try me. you see this cursor? you think i’m actually like this? then fucking try me, and we’ll find out just how guilty i’ll feel about your pixilated ass.” 

he couldn’t even begin to comprehend how small she made him feel. how insignificant, how unimportant, practically subhuman. she didn’t care about his life at all, and even though he knew she didn’t care about anyone’s life…it still stung. it stung that he’d been fooled, like he was so easy to trick and lure, like he was nothing but a deer she’d caught in a trap. and as much as he hated this cursor, as much as he truly hated the constant reminder that he was a killer and the fact that everyone around him knew it too…he was willing to use it to ensure his own safety. he leveled her with a tight gaze. “trust me. this time, you would lose.” 

oh my god, does he ever shut up? cheez was close to just stuffing his mouth with a sock or something and bounding off. how in the world she didn’t try to kill him immediately after meeting him beats her -- though it was always in the plan to try and do that even before she choose him for the next target. a random choice just as random as him being alive. there was no reason for cheez to have picked him to kill other than the fact that he was easy -- and there. mostly there. she would have just picked some other guy at that bar if it wasn’t him. there was nothing special about radish to her at all. 

other than the fact that now he’s just fun to rile up.

her eyes roll -- really it might as well be her entire head -- as he continued on his little tyrant of threats. the guy might as well be some golden retriever or something. all bark, no bite. how boring was that? “ well, how can i find out how guilty you will feel if you killed me? i would be dead radish. ” cheez looked down at her fingernails, picking at some of the black nail polish that was sadly chipping off. “ really. you should think these things through if you’re going to keep on going with this. now are you done? you’re starting to bore me. ” she could go ahead and prepare whatever fight this guy seems to be ready to sprang on but that wasn’t any fun now was it? not when cheez has a much better plan for how she’s going to get rid of this catalyst pest already set in motion.

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[playercheezit]

5kittles‌:

skittle scoffed as she came to stand at the foot of the cave. just a few feet away from cheezit. scanning what little she could make out of the cave before her field of vision was obscured by a wall of blackness.  “ what it is, is a whole lot of nothin.” she said shaking her head. she couldn’t understand wanting to set up a place anything there ( and not just because she didn’t like dark enclosed spaces.) there were plenty of places -better places- to set up a “lair” as cheez-it had corrected her. On this floor, a slew of abandon building to pick from. maybe it was a circus thing? They always did things against the grain. Why settle for a run-down building when you can have and dark an ominous cave that won’t allow light to shine through.  seemed perfectly logical to her ( and she, of course, was being sarcastic.)

clicking her tongue, skittles shook her head. “aside from praying to any deity in this game for aid I don’t have a clue. “ from what she could remember. circus had circumvented traveling inside the cave. opting to climb the outside of Mt doom to detonate the roof and kill the boss inside, without a soul being lost. impressive, if she said so. though there were other people who thought otherwise… haters the lot of them. “ maybe it’s something that isn’t based on magic” she began again after thinking it through . “ maybe a chemical reaction to something. some thick opaque smog that clears when you add the right element to it?

cheez turned her back on skittles and towards the cave. as if she were actually afraid of the other stabbing her behind her back. please. just because princess of unity and love and all that bullshit has tipped a toe into darkness doesn’t make her any real threat. at least, not to everyone as long as their username isn’t hela. but whatever plans this girl has for the other mean very little to cheez. she’s just here for the fun of it. “ doesn’t look like nothing to me. it looks fucking awesome. ” after all, being surrounded by nothing at all just sounds like a party to her. 

“ there are deities in this game? listen hon, if people have a username that resembles a god doesn’t make them so. if you need proof, just kill them off yourself. i believe i poisoned an aether once. ” really, she hasn’t kept a list of usernames and players she’s killed. why bother? it’s not like any of them truly mattered anyways. they were all just a game to her. speaking of games -- with her back still turned to the girl, cheez took out two drinks from her inventory, spinning around and holding one up to the other. what’s exactly in it is just a test. we’ll see what happens next. “ maybe. i’ll look into your theories. but the cave can wait. i have a feeling it’s going to be a long project for me. shall we move on then and talk about why you’re so far from home? ”      

[playercheezit]

radishyes‌:

“i’m saying if you want to play, you’d better be ready to lose.” listen, he had a major bone to pick with the circus member. it wasn’t like she was the only one who tried to off him, but she was the one who tried to off him in such a humiliating way. god, he hated her. he really hated her. and for someone who got into as much trouble as he did, he really didn’t hate too many people.

his jaw ticked when she mentioned his cursor color. he was usually ashamed of it, but he figured around a circus member it might get him a little respect. but…it still felt wrong. he didn’t want to be seen as a killer, and even if he wanted other circus members to see him as a potential threat…he realized right then that he didn’t want the respect of a killer. “self defense.” he mumbled, and looked over her shoulder into the darkness of the cave. well…now he had to go in, didn’t he? “just like your death would be self defense. the only horrible thing happening to me is having to look at your face.”

“ oh radish, radish, radish. i never lose. after all, i did poison you, or have you forgotten? i’m more than happy to replay that memory. ” even if the victims do live, she still got what she wanted from them -- and besides, there were far more who didn’t than who did. radish was just an unfortunate lucky mark who now has made themselves a more interesting target for her to pursue. really, this was all on him.

just like that cursor of his. cheez really never bothered to think twice about someone’s cursor, never caring that her own has been red for the majority of these three years -- and those who were her mark asked questions, she told a tale of self defense. a dull way to get that color, and definitely not how she got it. but what they don’t know can kill them, she’s made certain of that. “ boring. come on, no one actually gets a cursor like that because of self defense. ” actually, she did believe him. but where was the fun in that? “ i’ve seen you in bar fights radish. you probably snapped and went too far. i wonder if you could actually kill again. seems to me, you would be the type to actually feel guilty over a little thing like that. ”  

[playercheezit]

conejitacatalan‌:

If Conejita were to ever date, or feel romance toward anyone, it would likely be toward either Cheez or Mars. The two were too sweet to her, always. Sometimes, the thought kept her up at night; the fact that irl she had nothing but a harddrive of love she could never receive, and here she had a best friend. She had people who liked her. She had been so angry in real life; she felt like she was completely unremarkable in a world full of people who didn’t value her support. Loyalty went unpaid even when she got here - and there was a whole guild of people who supported her collecting what she was owed.

Wrinkling her nose, Conejita accepted the compliment with a small faux-curtsy. (She was, after all, wearing pants.) “We already blew up enough here. Can’t you just find, like, some place where the caves aren’t programmed to absorb light?”

Maybe that was the point. The blonde didn’t pretend to know what her goth alter-ego found appealing about pitch blackness. 

let’s be real. cheez’s ideal romance is exactly what she’s already doing; sleeping around, poisoning them in the morning. every girl’s dream. prior to velia, things were never exactly like that but then again, she never had real romantic attachment to anyone around her. sexual attraction? for sure. and she would be lying if there wasn’t any she felt towards conejita. too bad the other knew her all too well to fall for whatever trap she may spring. at least she enjoyed being around them -- that’s not what she could say about everyone. really, just about erebus. sometimes mars.

sometimes.

a pout was placed on her lips -- as if the very idea of not blowing something up even more could possibly be any kind of suggestion. “ that sounds like the sound of someone who just needs to blow something else up. and besides, this cave is so fucking cool. if i can find a way to like control the lack of light, then this cave would be worth everything. ”

what can she say? she has a thing for darkness.

[playercheezit]

loadingmars‌:

location: uh a bar somewhere

players: open 

he wasn’t going to be the first person to outwardly admit that all this waiting around and lack of planning was making him antsy, but it was obvious,  especially since erebus had been m.i.a. for so long. mars had taken up his free time at a bar, sipping on cold beer and snacking on a plate of bar fries. in a turn of events, he had decided to take up a game of pool, tame enough right?

unfortunately for his opponents, they had tried to mess with his game by bumping the table or into him, evoking a quick reaction from him. in seconds, mars had a knife against the neck of the culprit and was staring them down as they cowered against the wall. “thought you were being funny, huh?” 

the dark smile that had been playing on his face fell when he heard someone clear their throat from behind them, mars sighing deeply before letting the other player go and kicking at their shoes while they left the area. with a turn that was just a bit too dramatic he gave the player behind him a tilt of his head and a bat of his lashes with a now, much sweeter smile, “so nice to see ya here.”

if there was one person around that can get her out of the bad mood, besides her girls in circus of course, it was mars. how many times has she tried to poison him now? four? five? and look -- he was still standing. it was kind of fun. if she thought pass the fact that his knife was at her throat the same amount of times -- or maybe that just made things all the more enticing. who knows, she certainly doesn’t.

but what she does know is she’s bored.

finding him at the bar was just a coincidence. cheez grabbed a drink and sat back as she watched the whole game erupt into chaos -- something that she could easily expect to happen when it came to mars being involved. she could count the seconds before the other player would wind him up and really -- she had hoped for a better fight than this. turns out, the guy didn’t stand a chance.

how boring.

guess it was time for her to interrupt. a fight like this brought no entertainment which meant it was over, even if the poor guy kept his health. “ it’s always nice to see me mar. ” she spoke as if she was reminding him of this little fact. “ you seem to be having fun. it’s kind of a shame i didn’t arrive sooner, things could have really heat up. ” and someone would have died -- now that is entertainment.

[playercheezit]

radishyes‌:

there was a time when he would have set eyes on her and turned in the direct opposite way. but now? well, now he’d killed five people in one shot and while he felt properly terrible about that, it had done a little nudge for his self confidence. cheez? he could take cheez. so her taunts just brought out the squint in his eyes, the tic in his jaw as his grip tightened around his staff. “that shit might actually scare me, but i know your game and you’re not tough enough to make a move up front.” 

it was not a good idea to be taunting a circus member. he knew it, but that never stopped him from doing it. standing his ground and running his mouth was one of the few ways he could regain a bit of the power he felt was constantly being stripped away. “what happened. you pussy out on the maze? sounds about right.”

this was kind of funny -- watching him with the air of self confidence hiding behind a staff. it appeared that with a new cursor above his head came with a death wish, and sadly, she’s not sure if she’ll be the one to deliver that blow. if cheez wants to poison him once more, she’s going to have to be more creative. and trust her when she says this, there are quite a few ideas running through her mind on how she’ll achieve that. “ are you saying you don’t want to play? oh raddy, that just makes me sad. ”

a pout on her face doesn’t stay on her face for too long. he knew the gig was up but that was fine. a minor annoyance but it now was a different kind of challenge. one that she’s more than happy to deliver. cheez sidestepped out from the front of the cave. “ wow. for someone with a flashy new cursor, you sure are showing me. would you like a go inside? i’m sure you won’t meet any unsavory creatures in there. i would just hate for something horrible to happen to you! ” what a joke.

[playercheezit]

5kittles‌:

skittles hadn’t appreciated this floor much when it first came out. it seemed like a waste. abandon, run-down buildings littered the floor. npc here were useless and for the most part, you were on your own. it seemed like a miracle to her that the floor was cleared at all.

now though, she saw the potential of it. players rarely came here. most to busy trying to figure out the next leg of the game and how to get the next floor opens. hardly anyone explored the rickety buildings. why would they? no one liked to look at ugly things. eyesores were something best left behind or ignored. so when it came to looking for a hiding place for her materials. cavernose was ideal. plenty of buildings to choose from and no one the wiser.

quite, forgotten, it was the perfect place to store her cache. just a few more things and she would have everything she needed. well, almost everything. there was no telling if the circus member would even be here. only seeing them on a handful of occasions always near the everdark cave of mt. doom.  it seemed she had perfect timing as she watched cheez exit the mouth of the cave on her approach. “ what crawled up your ass?” she asked, a smirk on her face as skittles stopped just a few feet away. “is your witch hovel being uncooperative.” 

out of everyone in unity, skittles had to be her favorite. only because the little bean seemed to be easy to corrupt. guess hela was good for something after all, who would have guessed that? the m&m knockoff clearly needed some kind of direction after the whole mishap with her brother and people with a vengeance agenda are the best kind of people to befriend, which is exactly what cheez has been planning on doing, it was just the matter of when. when can she get the girl alone, when can they speak. how long will it take before she can use her. 

if things don’t work out in her favor, she can always try and poison her. but that was the back-up plan. really, cheez has high hopes for the broken unity member. all she can do is hope that she’s not like most of the members in that guild. sugar and spice and everything nice just wasn’t her flavor. but they sure were fun to pick off, even better if it’s one of their own dealing the damage.

which is why when her gaze narrowed and shifted to the voice on her side, did it lessen the glare. gotta play off like she wasn’t annoyed at the girl but rather the cave itself -- which was, for once, true even after the horrible joke that escaped skittle’s mouth. cheez leaned against the entrance of the cave as she watched skittles head closer over, letting the other decide what is close enough. “ i’m pretty sure it’s a lair, not a witch hovel. at least, not yet. ” if the cave would cooperate, then she could deck it into her wildest dreams. “ and to answer your question, yes. this cave is being a pain. if you have an idea for getting light in there, by all means. share with the class. ”

[playercheezit]

padmeonline‌:

Padme had never expected to be back on floor 54, had never been a huge fan of it when they’d been stuck there in the first place and certainly wasn’t a fan of it now that there was an oasis of a jungle so many floors above. Padme loved the sunlight, loved the plants and the animals–as dangerous as they might be–loved that the floor was teeming with people who, at least for a moment, were hopeful because another floor had been cleared and they were one floor closer to escape.

Only, she didn’t feel so hopeful herself these days. 

So she’d found what seemed as a good of a hide out as any: a dark cave with absolutely no way for anyone to light it up, no matter how hard they tried. Except that someone was clearly trying–lighting and relighting in vain the same torch, as if that would ever work. 

Sighing and thinking of all the men Radish had once lit on fire to save her, Padme got up from the dusty cave floor and made to leave, hoping she might be able to sneak past the person in the darkness before they realized she was there. But the dark had other ideas. She collided with the player in question, swore loudly, and fell to the ground, rubbing her head. 

after spending so much time in this cave, you would think that cheez has gotten good at navigating it in the dark. but really, it seemed that every time she turned another corner, she immediately forgot which direction she was heading. which just resulted into one big hell. add that to her frustrations from this cave and let’s say she’s in no mood to play around.

cheez didn’t think for two seconds that another person would be in here -- after all, why would they? a dark, dusty cave on a floor that has been long defeated? no, there should be no way. the only players around were at the dingy bar. so who the fuck did she just run into? 

“ ugh, ” cheez groans, practically being shoved back against the wall of the cave but managed to stay on her feet. if she could see the other player, things might be easier in this cave but even though she collided with them, it was hard to make out exactly who it was -- where was this damn entrance?

“ excuse you? ” because clearly, this was the other person’s fault and cheez was not in the mood to play innocent and nice here. give her a moment to blink in the sunlight. “ i would love to tell you to watch where you are going but right now, i can’t even see my feet. so if you’re still standing in front of me, i suggest you move. ”

[playercheezit]

conejitacatalan‌:

Conejita winked at Cheez when she said she was the best person to cast her gaze on. Of all the non-Erebus people in the guild, Cheez was her favorite. She honed her craft like Conejita did, and they both used their innocent looks to get from point A to point murder.

“Do I look like a mage?”

The player grabbed an arrow from the satchel behind her, waving it around like a staff. “No idea. Why don’t you talk to Kitty? She can make you, like, a glow in the dark bedsheet.”

Sliding the arrow back into place, the blonde sighed. How her friend could love this place she would never know. For someone with such a bright personality and presence, she seemed to love being trapped in fog. She only vaguely knew of Cheez’s desires to make a home in one of these stupid caves, but every time Conejita saw her on this floor she couldn’t help but wonder on the progress she was making, if any.

with conejita, they were the same side on different coins -- the two of them have their own little preferred way to kill but how they get to that point was usually the same way. after all, they both know how to play the same game. 

“ you know, i was just sitting here thinking, ‘ what does conejita look like? ’ and funny enough, mage was not on the list. a goddess though -- that was there. ” cheez teased. but really, at the end of the day, she knows conejita can’t help her with this little problem.

“ don’t you think i tried that already? but even the glow in the dark bedsheet wasn’t going to light this shit up. honestly, i am tempted to make explosives at this point and blow this joint. wanna help? ” if she can’t use the lair for her own nonsense, then nobody was going to. 

the only question would be, how much explosives would she need to get the job done? and if she were to get rid of it, what other floor potentially had a cave that she could deck out and call her own? right now, there didn’t seem to be one which meant she was really just expressing her frustration with the cave through explosives. and let’s face it, cavernose’s cave was pretty damn cool with the whole light situation. if only she could just get it to work for her and no one else.

[playercheezit]

⏳⏳

⏳ STORY TIME.

her dad was pretty relentless on the idea of jen joining some form of military (ha! can you imagine?) little did he know that she was just waiting around until she was 18, saving whatever money that she had and just peacing the hell out of there (after all, her mother did have the right idea). no idea where she was going to go, her plan hadn’t gotten that far yet. anywhere was better than home.

⏳ STORY TIME.

she was supposed to be expelled from her high school back in her sophomore year. and would have been if her father wasn’t some high level army dude who flaunt it as much as he could. essentially her father made some sort of arrangement to keep jen from being expelled and the next day she was back at school, continuing her reign of terror.