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[justalineofcode]

No matter what They had told You, it was not painless. Contrary to what they constantly reassured others, they could, in fact, feel pain from things other than their existence being torn apart please do not ask how they know that hurts. It's uncomfortable to think about.

Being erased was a nauseating, inhumane, painful affair, comparable to slowly having each layer of your skin being sickeningly peeled off.

It hurt like hell.

But They had learned a long time ago that those words were bad, and that they were Code, and code didn't feel pain. It wasn't possible! It wasn't coded in! Well, They thought rebelliously at times, my emotions weren't coded in, either.

But They couldn't stay mad for long. Never at Him.

There was a sudden, climactic rush of air, and suddenly they were facing Themselves.

@puzzle-anon

[puzzle-anon]

"Ah! Hahaha!" A laugh rang out in the endless darkness surrounding them. But...

The smile was strained. The laughs were hollow. The eyes, ever-hidden behind those glasses, had a mean glint of... Something unpleasant.

"Haha. Ha. Let's get you fused, hmmmm?"

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. “I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things.” They just… Wave off his concern.

“So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over.” Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it’s being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

“…. Are y-y-you alri-ight? You’re… Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they… Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so… So easily.”

[multiversal-dip]

He tilts his head at the lack of worry towards their own motor functions, but brushes it off. Not like he cared about his own health.

He rubs his wrists, yeah.. injured easily. There’s now marks where they were.

“I’m.. mostly fine, but it’s nothing new that humans get injured easily.”

[puzzle-anon]

“D-do you… Want… Need… Help? I-I… Know a lot of p-people who have… Can heal. There’s… Some Fountain W-water… Inside, also.” They tug on their fingers, looking for something for do.

“It’s… Very effective. On living things. A-and Gems, if you don’t think they-they’re necessarily a-alive in the traditional s-sense.”

[multiversal-dip]

“I appreciate you asking, but no, I don’t require help..”

He narrows his eyes at Emmo, “If you don’t mind me asking, what are you?”

[puzzle-anon]

“I’m an Other. O-or a… Code? AI? I was ma-ade by this guy nam-amed Puzzle. He’s ki-inda mean… Please try t-to stay away from h-him?” They shift their position, shrugging. “M-might want to be c-careful about what you think is h-human. There… Are a lot of Stevens, and the-they’re all real hung up on ‘Identity’ or… Whatever. Sha-shared Trauma, probably.”

[multiversal-dip]

“Going to keep that in mind, thanks, so this is the Clutter Dimension?”

He remembers the other path this timeline took, with someone else. Odd. But he just packs that away in the ‘I’ll process this later’ box that he never touches.

[puzzle-anon]

“Y-yes!” they clap, a smile flickering onto their screen, “Do you know ho-ow things work here? Anons, Gems, Im-impermanent death, being stranded? All that j-jazz? Or-r would you like me t-to explain?”

[multiversal-dip]

He takes a moment to think.. yes, that would be beneficial.

“Do you.. want to explain?”

He stretches his arms, mmmm needs to feel less stiff after being in cuffs.

[puzzle-anon]

“I don’t mi-ind either way. My orig-ignal purpose was a tutor-torial, after all.”

“Right, s-so,” images start to flicker on their screen, helping demonstrate what they’re explaining. “You can’t die h-here. Well, you can die, but it’s not… perma-manent. The time it takes varies, but… you always revive, unless you’re somehow out of the ‘system’. I don’t revive by tr-traditional means, so I have to find other ways.”

“You should count as ‘i-in the system’, since you came here… nor-ormally. Through a Portal. The functional im-imortality here coupled with the fact that it’s alm-most impossible to leave… You’ll be staying for a while, I bet.”

“Anons… Um. Wild cards. The guy I mentioned earlier, Puzzle? He… does some pretty bad things. Torture. Manipulation. Oppos-site side of the spectrum, CA, they’re nice! Almost a-acts like a puppy. Or a friendly bird. Both can do some pretty world-bending stuff, they’ve got access to these things called ‘Magic Anons’. It… Seems like they enjoy giving people nightmares. Or turning them into nightmares. Or killing them for the ‘angst’.”

“Gems are… A species. There are a lot of half-gems around here, most of them are variants of 'Steven Universe’, and various other tweaks to that name. The girls tend to be called 'Nora’, instead. But since there are so many, everyone has a nickname. Unless you’re an Original. I’m one of a kind! Only person in this side of reality with the name Emmo.”

“Gems can do magic, but it’s restricted. Summoning shields or weapons, various types of 'kinesis, healing, shapeshifting, astral projecting… But not all of that at once. Um, they’re originally made by a heavily-controlled space dictatorship ruled by 'The Diamonds’. But there aren’t any rules here, and they can’t enforce any because they can’t actually kill people for good.”

The screen flickers back to white. “Did… Do you think I missed anything?”

[multiversal-dip]

He takes in all the information, pausing for a second to answer.. that info dump.

“I don’t think so, thanks.”

He.. he gives Emmo a small head pat.

[puzzle-anon]

They freeze, going completely still. They… Aren’t used to stuff like this…

“ w h … ? ”

[multiversal-dip]

He pulls his hand back, “Don’t question it.”

[puzzle-anon]

"Um..." If they had eyes right now, they'd be blinking. "O........kay??? I'm. Uhh. My na-ame is Emmo."

[audacityinblack]

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[rogerinatrash-deactivated202001]

Always

[kingsteeth]

fuck me up

[thereallifeofacanofspam]

just fuck my shit up man

[sentientpolymorphicrocks]

go for it bro

[puzzle-anon]

Come at me 0-0

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. “I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things.” They just… Wave off his concern.

“So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over.” Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it’s being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

“…. Are y-y-you alri-ight? You’re… Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they… Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so… So easily.”

[multiversal-dip]

He tilts his head at the lack of worry towards their own motor functions, but brushes it off. Not like he cared about his own health.

He rubs his wrists, yeah.. injured easily. There’s now marks where they were.

“I’m.. mostly fine, but it’s nothing new that humans get injured easily.”

[puzzle-anon]

“D-do you… Want… Need… Help? I-I… Know a lot of p-people who have… Can heal. There’s… Some Fountain W-water… Inside, also.” They tug on their fingers, looking for something for do.

“It’s… Very effective. On living things. A-and Gems, if you don’t think they-they’re necessarily a-alive in the traditional s-sense.”

[multiversal-dip]

“I appreciate you asking, but no, I don’t require help..”

He narrows his eyes at Emmo, “If you don’t mind me asking, what are you?”

[puzzle-anon]

“I’m an Other. O-or a… Code? AI? I was ma-ade by this guy nam-amed Puzzle. He’s ki-inda mean… Please try t-to stay away from h-him?” They shift their position, shrugging. “M-might want to be c-careful about what you think is h-human. There… Are a lot of Stevens, and the-they’re all real hung up on ‘Identity’ or… Whatever. Sha-shared Trauma, probably.”

[multiversal-dip]

“Going to keep that in mind, thanks, so this is the Clutter Dimension?”

He remembers the other path this timeline took, with someone else. Odd. But he just packs that away in the ‘I’ll process this later’ box that he never touches.

[puzzle-anon]

“Y-yes!” they clap, a smile flickering onto their screen, “Do you know ho-ow things work here? Anons, Gems, Im-impermanent death, being stranded? All that j-jazz? Or-r would you like me t-to explain?”

[multiversal-dip]

He takes a moment to think.. yes, that would be beneficial.

“Do you.. want to explain?”

He stretches his arms, mmmm needs to feel less stiff after being in cuffs.

[puzzle-anon]

“I don’t mi-ind either way. My orig-ignal purpose was a tutor-torial, after all.”

“Right, s-so,” images start to flicker on their screen, helping demonstrate what they’re explaining. “You can’t die h-here. Well, you can die, but it’s not… perma-manent. The time it takes varies, but… you always revive, unless you’re somehow out of the ‘system’. I don’t revive by tr-traditional means, so I have to find other ways.”

“You should count as ‘i-in the system’, since you came here… nor-ormally. Through a Portal. The functional im-imortality here coupled with the fact that it’s alm-most impossible to leave… You’ll be staying for a while, I bet.”

“Anons… Um. Wild cards. The guy I mentioned earlier, Puzzle? He… does some pretty bad things. Torture. Manipulation. Oppos-site side of the spectrum, CA, they’re nice! Almost a-acts like a puppy. Or a friendly bird. Both can do some pretty world-bending stuff, they’ve got access to these things called 'Magic Anons’. It… Seems like they enjoy giving people nightmares. Or turning them into nightmares. Or killing them for the 'angst’.”

“Gems are… A species. There are a lot of half-gems around here, most of them are variants of 'Steven Universe’, and various other tweaks to that name. The girls tend to be called 'Nora’, instead. But since there are so many, everyone has a nickname. Unless you’re an Original. I’m one of a kind! Only person in this side of reality with the name Emmo.”

“Gems can do magic, but it’s restricted. Summoning shields or weapons, various types of 'kinesis, healing, shapeshifting, astral projecting… But not all of that at once. Um, they’re originally made by a heavily-controlled space dictatorship ruled by 'The Diamonds’. But there aren’t any rules here, and they can’t enforce any because they can’t actually kill people for good.”

The screen flickers back to white. “Did… Do you think I missed anything?”

[multiversal-dip]

He takes in all the information, pausing for a second to answer.. that info dump.

“I don’t think so, thanks.”

He.. he gives Emmo a small head pat.

[puzzle-anon]

They freeze, going completely still. They... Aren't used to stuff like this...

" w h . . . ? "

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. “I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things.” They just… Wave off his concern.

“So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over.” Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it’s being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

“…. Are y-y-you alri-ight? You’re… Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they… Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so… So easily.”

[multiversal-dip]

He tilts his head at the lack of worry towards their own motor functions, but brushes it off. Not like he cared about his own health.

He rubs his wrists, yeah.. injured easily. There’s now marks where they were.

“I’m.. mostly fine, but it’s nothing new that humans get injured easily.”

[puzzle-anon]

“D-do you… Want… Need… Help? I-I… Know a lot of p-people who have… Can heal. There’s… Some Fountain W-water… Inside, also.” They tug on their fingers, looking for something for do.

“It’s… Very effective. On living things. A-and Gems, if you don’t think they-they’re necessarily a-alive in the traditional s-sense.”

[multiversal-dip]

“I appreciate you asking, but no, I don’t require help..”

He narrows his eyes at Emmo, “If you don’t mind me asking, what are you?”

[puzzle-anon]

“I’m an Other. O-or a… Code? AI? I was ma-ade by this guy nam-amed Puzzle. He’s ki-inda mean… Please try t-to stay away from h-him?” They shift their position, shrugging. “M-might want to be c-careful about what you think is h-human. There… Are a lot of Stevens, and the-they’re all real hung up on ‘Identity’ or… Whatever. Sha-shared Trauma, probably.”

[multiversal-dip]

“Going to keep that in mind, thanks, so this is the Clutter Dimension?”

He remembers the other path this timeline took, with someone else. Odd. But he just packs that away in the ‘I’ll process this later’ box that he never touches.

[puzzle-anon]

“Y-yes!” they clap, a smile flickering onto their screen, “Do you know ho-ow things work here? Anons, Gems, Im-impermanent death, being stranded? All that j-jazz? Or-r would you like me t-to explain?”

[multiversal-dip]

He takes a moment to think.. yes, that would be beneficial.

“Do you.. want to explain?”

He stretches his arms, mmmm needs to feel less stiff after being in cuffs.

[puzzle-anon]

"I don't mi-ind either way. My orig-ignal purpose was a tutor-torial, after all."

"Right, s-so," images start to flicker on their screen, helping demonstrate what they're explaining. "You can't die h-here. Well, you can die, but it's not... perma-manent. The time it takes varies, but... you always revive, unless you're somehow out of the 'system'. I don't revive by tr-traditional means, so I have to find other ways."

"You should count as 'i-in the system', since you came here... nor-ormally. Through a Portal. The functional im-imortality here coupled with the fact that it's alm-most impossible to leave... You'll be staying for a while, I bet."

"Anons... Um. Wild cards. The guy I mentioned earlier, Puzzle? He... does some pretty bad things. Torture. Manipulation. Oppos-site side of the spectrum, CA, they're nice! Almost a-acts like a puppy. Or a friendly bird. Both can do some pretty world-bending stuff, they've got access to these things called 'Magic Anons'. It... Seems like they enjoy giving people nightmares. Or turning them into nightmares. Or killing them for the 'angst'."

"Gems are... A species. There are a lot of half-gems around here, most of them are variants of 'Steven Universe', and various other tweaks to that name. The girls tend to be called 'Nora', instead. But since there are so many, everyone has a nickname. Unless you're an Original. I'm one of a kind! Only person in this side of reality with the name Emmo."

"Gems can do magic, but it's restricted. Summoning shields or weapons, various types of 'kinesis, healing, shapeshifting, astral projecting... But not all of that at once. Um, they're originally made by a heavily-controlled space dictatorship ruled by 'The Diamonds'. But there aren't any rules here, and they can't enforce any because they can't actually kill people for good."

The screen flickers back to white. "Did... Do you think I missed anything?"

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. “I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things.” They just… Wave off his concern.

“So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over.” Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it’s being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

“…. Are y-y-you alri-ight? You’re… Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they… Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so… So easily.”

[multiversal-dip]

He tilts his head at the lack of worry towards their own motor functions, but brushes it off. Not like he cared about his own health.

He rubs his wrists, yeah.. injured easily. There’s now marks where they were.

“I’m.. mostly fine, but it’s nothing new that humans get injured easily.”

[puzzle-anon]

“D-do you… Want… Need… Help? I-I… Know a lot of p-people who have… Can heal. There’s… Some Fountain W-water… Inside, also.” They tug on their fingers, looking for something for do.

“It’s… Very effective. On living things. A-and Gems, if you don’t think they-they’re necessarily a-alive in the traditional s-sense.”

[multiversal-dip]

“I appreciate you asking, but no, I don’t require help..”

He narrows his eyes at Emmo, “If you don’t mind me asking, what are you?”

[puzzle-anon]

“I’m an Other. O-or a… Code? AI? I was ma-ade by this guy nam-amed Puzzle. He’s ki-inda mean… Please try t-to stay away from h-him?” They shift their position, shrugging. “M-might want to be c-careful about what you think is h-human. There… Are a lot of Stevens, and the-they’re all real hung up on ‘Identity’ or… Whatever. Sha-shared Trauma, probably.”

[multiversal-dip]

“Going to keep that in mind, thanks, so this is the Clutter Dimension?”

He remembers the other path this timeline took, with someone else. Odd. But he just packs that away in the ‘I’ll process this later’ box that he never touches.

[puzzle-anon]

"Y-yes!" they clap, a smile flickering onto their screen, "Do you know ho-ow things work here? Anons, Gems, Im-impermanent death, being stranded? All that j-jazz? Or-r would you like me t-to explain?"

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. “I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things.” They just… Wave off his concern.

“So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over.” Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it’s being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

“…. Are y-y-you alri-ight? You’re… Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they… Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so… So easily.”

[multiversal-dip]

He tilts his head at the lack of worry towards their own motor functions, but brushes it off. Not like he cared about his own health.

He rubs his wrists, yeah.. injured easily. There’s now marks where they were.

“I’m.. mostly fine, but it’s nothing new that humans get injured easily.”

[puzzle-anon]

“D-do you… Want… Need… Help? I-I… Know a lot of p-people who have… Can heal. There’s… Some Fountain W-water… Inside, also.” They tug on their fingers, looking for something for do.

“It’s… Very effective. On living things. A-and Gems, if you don’t think they-they’re necessarily a-alive in the traditional s-sense.”

[multiversal-dip]

“I appreciate you asking, but no, I don’t require help..”

He narrows his eyes at Emmo, “If you don’t mind me asking, what are you?”

[puzzle-anon]

"I'm an Other. O-or a... Code? AI? I was ma-ade by this guy nam-amed Puzzle. He's ki-inda mean... Please try t-to stay away from h-him?" They shift their position, shrugging. "M-might want to be c-careful about what you think is h-human. There... Are a lot of Stevens, and the-they're all real hung up on 'Identity' or... Whatever. Sha-shared Trauma, probably."

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. “I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things.” They just… Wave off his concern.

“So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over.” Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it’s being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

“…. Are y-y-you alri-ight? You’re… Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they… Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so… So easily.”

[multiversal-dip]

He tilts his head at the lack of worry towards their own motor functions, but brushes it off. Not like he cared about his own health.

He rubs his wrists, yeah.. injured easily. There’s now marks where they were.

“I’m.. mostly fine, but it’s nothing new that humans get injured easily.”

[puzzle-anon]

"D-do you... Want... Need... Help? I-I... Know a lot of p-people who have... Can heal. There's... Some Fountain W-water... Inside, also." They tug on their fingers, looking for something for do.

"It's... Very effective. On living things. A-and Gems, if you don't think they-they're necessarily a-alive in the traditional s-sense."

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

“I—” They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It’s just… White light now. “Al… right. Let me… Just…” They sit down, and…

Yank their foot off. Haha! That’s a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven’t seen already, though. They just… Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. “Alw-ways… Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call…” they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. “… Y—you… Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem… Oc-ccupi-ied.”

[multiversal-dip]

So anyways, funny story, he’s desensitized to things like that. Honestly.. Gravity Falls isn’t as weird as the multiverse can get.

He quickly takes it, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and pouring it all over the substance that used to connect the cuffs.

He looks over, in worry, slight worry, “Are you.. alright?”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo sits down, folding their legs beneath them. "I u-usually have my pain recep-ceptors turned off. This body is n-new, so I keep r-running into things." They just... Wave off his concern.

"So-orry about the ssstutter, though. I TEND to be more focused on not fa-falling over." Their voice is still changing pitch oddly, but it's being less erratic, staying closer to the higher pitches.

".... Are y-y-you alri-ight? You're... Usually wh-when people come here cuffed they... Are h-hurt? Y-your kind gets injured s-so... So easily."

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You’ve been graced by Emmo’s presence… Guess you don’t get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he’s an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into… Literally a question mark. “….? I… I’m sorr-rry, wwhat?” Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[multiversal-dip]

Dip examines them for a second, before yanking the cuff again, “Shit!”, he hopes it stretched out a little.

He takes a deep breath, “Water.. please.. hand me water.”

[puzzle-anon]

"I—" They start up, and then the screen flickers once again. It's just... White light now. "Al... right. Let me... Just..." They sit down, and...

Yank their foot off. Haha! That's a small bit disturbing! Nothing you probably haven't seen already, though. They just... Kick their leg-stump on the ground a couple times, looking frustrated, until a water bottle slides out. "Alw-ways... Keep ar-round hu-human stuff, Go—ood call..." they mutter, turning it over in their hands and checking to see if it had water inside.

They reattach the foot, and then hold up the bottle. "... Y—you... Can yo-ou hold-d thiss? Your ha-ands seem... Oc-ccupi-ied."

[multiversal-dip]

Entrance.

Dip runs, fleeing from cops, or the equivalent of law enforcement, they’d tracked him from multiple dimensions. And hell! His record had him listed as related to Stanford Pines, who was a known criminal.

He wore a simple jacket with several pockets on the inside, a handkercheif, some baggy pants, tucked into boots meant for going outside, oh yeah and a pair broken handcuffs, a putty like substance used most likely to connect them.

He grabs his light gun and shoots a beam at them then takes a sharp turn in the alley, he pulls out the portal device and tears two rips in reality, one quickly after the other, pulling the classic trick of running into a different portal to throw them off!

He falls in, enough for it to slightly hurt, but not be damaging. He dusts himself off and…

“Shit.” 

He had apparently landed near a house.. a temple behind it?  Oh, also, the substance that once connected them has basically attached himself to the stairs, and is now hardening. He.. thinks for a moment.. this dimension looks like Earth.. water.. he doesn’t have water on him.

He suddenly catches a vague glimpse of your muse, not being able to really tell who or what, they were, “Hey! You! Could you hand me some water!?”  He yanks at the cuff, cursing to himself as it sends a mild shock to his hand.

// @mystery-shack-steven @snowbelle-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @spoopedsteven @that-cat-steven @soursteven @puzzle-anon @ anyone else! don’t feel pressured to match up to the length of this, or to reply in general //

[puzzle-anon]

Ah. You've been graced by Emmo's presence... Guess you don't get to talk to Puzzle today! Whatever, he's an ass anyways.

They turn around, wobbling a bit. Their expression flickers into... Literally a question mark. "....? I... I'm sorr-rry, wwhat?" Their voice changes pitch as they talk, jumping up and down.

[le-higuu-arts]

Youth

Listen to Youth by ohDaughter #np on #SoundCloud

[le-higuu-arts]

[le-higuu-arts]

I'll write the story for this eventually...

But the rough idea is that Puzzle throws Emmo in a lake after they get pretty busted up, and Axi is like... "Hey I haven't seen my friend/adopted child in a while, I gotta find them" And... She decides "Yo Puzzle isn't actually good??? We should rise up"...

But um. That doesn't work out well for her, haha. She basically gets mind-controlled (it's more complicated, but whatever) and hurts Emmo really, really badly. But they don't die. They kinda fake their death and run back to the Clutter Dimension, find a note from Axi... And cry themselves to sleep on the beach.

Hahahaha oof.

[puzzle-anon]

Something falls from the sky and lands in the sand, creating a little dust cloud around it from the impact.

You can't tell what it is, at this point, but it seems to be... A small, gray rectangle.

@car-mechanic-steven @pink-pink-steven @disaster-diamond @fractured-steven-universe @runaway-steven @jekyll-steven @humanity-steeb @gem-diplomat-steven @shattereddiamondboy @zooman-connie @clean-freak-steven @touch-starved-steven @cinnamon-steven @homeworld-bound-steven @mentally-stable-steven @baby-homeworld @bugsteven @war-victim-steven @cerise-steven Open.

[a-friend-spinel]

Spinel thinks this is strange. Usually people fall from the sky, not objects. But she doesn’t see anyone else around, so she decided to approach it.

What...is that thing? A box? She picks it up and examines it with a curious expression.

[puzzle-anon]

You turn the shape over in your hands. It seems to be a phone of unidentifiable brand. The case is gray and otherwise spotless, with a small bell icon on the back.

[a-friend-spinel]

Oh!! A phone!! Does it belong to anybody? Spinel looks around again, but there still isn’t anybody there who seems to be looking for it.

Maybe she should try to turn it on! There should be a button somewhere... She finds the power button and presses it.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone screen lights up. It didn't seem damaged from the fall, so... That's something. The lock screen background was just... A smiley face in the middle of an endless void of white.

There is a circular button at the bottom of the screen.

[a-friend-spinel]

Well, when there’s a button, you gotta press it, right? So that’s exactly what Spinel does. The lock screen seems pretty fun, too! A happy little smiley face :) She smiles back at it, even though it can’t see her.

[puzzle-anon]

The button changes into a ring (⭕) instead of the solid circle it had been before, colors turning from solid black into red with four white stripes.

The background changes- now it's blue, instead of white, and the little face goes :0!!, and starts to wave their little stick arms around, making tiny splashy noises.

Who says it can't see you?

[a-friend-spinel]

The screen changed!!! The smiley face looks like a little person!!! They’re splashing in the blue background...water? And the button changed too!! It looks like a....um.....floaty thingy? Maybe the little guy needs it to float!! She drags it over to the person.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone makes a little ringing noise, and confetti appears on the screen, as if it's congratulating you. The face grows a little stick body, and grabs onto the ring. The blue drains out of the screen, actual water dripping out of the phone.

The little stick dude on the screen drops the ring onto the bottom of the screen, waving up at you, when a text box appears.

"Hello! Thank you for that, I wasn't sure how long I'd be able to stay floating. Congrats on figuring it out, though— I think they were expecting you to take longer!"

[a-friend-spinel]

Yes!!!! She did it!!!!! Huh...why do her hands feel wet? There was real water?

Spinel grins again at the stick figure person as she reads the text box. “Who’s ‘they’?” she wonders aloud.

[puzzle-anon]

"Hmmmm. Really? You don't know them?" ^^;; "well, I guess that makes sense, huh. They've never actually been down here before! Just watched everyone play. And fight. And die. They said that it was fun. But then they got bored, so they sent me down here for some entertainment!"

"... I hope I'm doing alright..." They seem to have forgotten the original question.

[a-friend-spinel]

Spinel gasps in excitement. “You can hear me?” Her smile grows wider.

“Entertainment, huh? I’d say you did a great job!!! That was really fun!!” She starts bouncing a little in place.

“What’s your name? D’ya have one?”

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh! Yes! I am Emmo! They gave it to me. I am very glad to have a name, it means that I get to stay! Do you have a name? You seem nice, I would prefer it if you'd stay."

[a-friend-spinel]

“Emmo!!! That’s a wonderful name!! I’m Spinel!!!” She giggled. “And yep, I’m here to stay. I’m not goin’ anywhere anytime soon!!”

[puzzle-anon]

"Good! It gets awfully lonely with nobody around."

They look around, staring at the white background. "This place is really blank, huh...? Should we start up the Next one?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Oh yes!!!!” Spinel cheers. “If you want to!!”

[puzzle-anon]

"Alright!" Emmo grins up at her. "Can you tell me what the outside of the phone looks like? If there are any buttons or weird-looking things you should press on them!"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Ok!!!” Spinel hummed as she turned the phone over to examine it. There was the button that turned it on, but she didn’t press it again, since she already knew what it did. The back of the phone had a little bell on it! It didn’t really look like a button, but it was something! She tapped it.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone crackles. ".... MaybE—" Emmo cuts off in a startled yelp, reaching for where a throat would be. It was kinda hard to tell— they're so vaguely human.

What had startled them, however, was that they were actually talking now. Instead of a text box, their voice was coming out of the speakers. It sounded... honestly quite androgynous. High-pitched but also vaguely male. It would probably be more clear if there wasn't any static, but... Well. Fuck gender. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

"Oh... Wow, I haven't... Heard that in a while..." Their mood seems... Subdued. "Um. If you want, you could... Mute me again. I know I can be a bit annoying."

[a-friend-spinel]

Ooo that did something!!! Emmo could talk now!!! A little static-y, but it was nice to hear her new friend’s voice.

“Why would I mute you?” she giggled. “Do you like speaking?”

[puzzle-anon]

"I—" They blink. Emmo isn't used to... Being asked things. "I'm... They said I was annoying? I'm not used to... Talking."

[a-friend-spinel]

“Annoying? Why’d they say that?” Spinel’s head was tilted in confusion. She loved hearing Emmo speak! But “annoying” sounded bad. It wasn’t very nice of them to say.

“Your voice is so nice!”

[puzzle-anon]

"d'awww... If I had skin, I'd be blushing..."

They shake it off, and shrug. "I'm annoying. I ask unnecessary questions and talk about things other than what I'm supposed to be doing and I'm a distraction. Isn't that 'annoying'?"

[a-friend-spinel]

She shrugged as well. “Those all seem like normal things to me.”

[puzzle-anon]

"But..." They blink. "Oh. Personal definitions. Your 'annoying' is different than my 'annoying'... Possibly a whole different feeling. To clarify, the 'annoyed' that I've seen consists of anger, irritability, and a raised voice. Is... This your experience with 'annoyed'?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Hm...” Those kinds of reactions did seem familiar. Spinel raised a hand to her chin and looked down as she thought about it.

It was kinda like when she wanted to play another game, but Pink didn’t, and she just wanted to leave. But that wasn’t really full-blown anger. Maybe it was more like how people and gems in town reacted way back when she helped fix everything up after corruption, and somehow made things worse. There was a sort of disapproval there that made her shrink. But when did she feel that way?

“I guess the only time I’m annoyed is when someone’s tryin’ ta kill me!” she said with a laugh. “Or when I hear a song I don’t like!”

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh. Well." They seem surprised. "I don't think I could kill you? Even if I tried? And. Um. I'm not so sure about the music thing, though."

Emmo pauses, suddenly uncomfortable. "... This is probably not the most-fun topic. Could we... Move on?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yep!!!” Spinel agrees. “So...” she says as she searches for a new subject, “hey, you’re new here! You’ve never been shown around!”

[puzzle-anon]

"... No? I haven't been? I'm kind of stuck in a two-dimensional screen. Though I guess I'm constantly accessing the camera?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yeah!!!!! So you can see things, right?”

[puzzle-anon]

"... Yyyeeessssss? Are... You suggesting that we... Go sightseeing? Not that I'm against it! It seems like it would be fun—!"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yep!!! If you wanna!!! Lots of people like exploring when they get here!” she explains. “We could at least look around the beach!”

[puzzle-anon]

"I'm literally a code, subject to the whims of my overlords. Sure, let's go check it out!"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yay!!!” Spinel walked around a bit, waving the phone around so Emmo could see. “So...this is the beach!!! That’s where we’ve been this whole time!!! It’s got sand, water, sometimes people, seagulls...” There wasn’t really that much to see. She pulled the phone back so she could see Emmo. “What do ya think?”

[puzzle-anon]

They giggle, the phone making a little chiming noise. "... Um. I think it looks cool, but... What's a seagull??"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Oh!” Right, she should probably explain. “They’re birds!! They’re kinda small, white, with wings and beaks and— I’ll show you!” She looked around and then ran off in the direction of a seagull, before realizing she might scare it off and slowing down. “Can you see it?”

[puzzle-anon]

Stars practically appear in their eyes. "Ooh! I've never seen something alive before! Besidespeopleofcourse— that's so cool! I wonder—" Emmo sits down, and starts concentrating. Ever so slowly, a shape starts appearing in front of them. "I'mgonnamakeabird!"

[a-friend-spinel]

She watches them concentrate on forming the shape. “Ooo! You can do that?” She continues watching with a grin, silently cheering them on.

[puzzle-anon]

They don't respond verbally, but give a little nod. Concentrating! Really hard! Stitching code together like that for a Code is probably just as easy as reassembling atoms is for a human.

As in... Bullshit-levels of hard.

But they do it! They make it! And when they're finished, a little seagull starts waddling around on the screen. "Finished~! I'm naming them Garfield!" Oh my god... Just, sorry gimme a second. I'm a proud mama. Emmo is just... So happy :')

[a-friend-spinel]

Spinel looks at the tiny seagull on the screen with wide eyes and her mouth in a happy gasp. She doesn’t say anything; she’s too much in awe. It was sooo cute!!! And impressive!! Emmo really did it!!

“Hi, Garfield!” she greeted in a sing-song voice. “Emmo, that’s so cool!”

[puzzle-anon]

They giggle, and reach out to poke at the bird. "Thank you! I'm not very used to messing with stuff like that, He—" They cut off suddenly, and backpedal. "I've never gotten that to work before."

"I could... Try making something else? If you want?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Ooo maybe a flower? Or somethin’ for Garfield?” She tries to think of something Emmo could make. This was so exciting!! Emmo seems super excited too!! “Hmm...I think seagulls like fries!”

[puzzle-anon]

They pause. "... Um. I don't...? Know? What those are? I could... Make Garfield a hat?"

"Uh... Fedora?" Emmo makes a little blinking outline for a hat, and mimes putting it on.

[a-friend-spinel]

“Fries are a food!! But a hat would be nice!! I bet Garfield would like it!!! And they’d look soo cute in a hat!!!”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo hums in acknowledgement, and then starts making the hat. It takes less time than before, probably because... It's not an animal. It's just a hat.

They scoot over to Garfield and drop the hat on top of them. Garfield... Doesn't react.

"...What does a flower look like?"

[a-friend-spinel]

Awww, Garfield does look cute!! The hat is just perfect!!!

Oh, Emmo hasn’t seen flowers before. “Hmm...” Spinel says as she thinks of how to explain them, “they’re plants! They have stems, and petals, and they’re really colorful and pretty, and”— her eyes sparkle in a new realization. “I can show you my garden!!! There’s lots of flowers there!!”

[puzzle-anon]

They beam up at her, practically bouncing with excitement. "Yes! Yes, that would be very fun! Please let me see some flowers?"

They know the vague idea of what a lot of stuff is... They be just never seen any of it before.

[justalineofcode]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: ½ Fandom: Clutter Dimension Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Emmo (Clutter Dimension), Puzzle Anon (Clutter Dimension) Additional Tags: mentions of abuse, Murder, threats of murder, Bodily Harm, gonna be safe and tag that as Graphic Violence Series: Part 1 of Emmo Deserves Better Summary:

“Kh… keh! Kehehe! Hehehehahahaha! Ho~~~ly shit, Baby, I thought you didn’t have it in you! You’re a fuckin’ riot!”

“Emmo! The groveling, wimpy crybaby, actually standing up for themselves!”

“N-No! Don't— just because they treat you like a God doesn’t mean that you could just— kill them!”

It was just supposed to be a quick visit. Coming back was a bad decision.

[justalineofcode]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Finished Chapter 2! Mind the Tags!

[justalineofcode]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: ½ Fandom: Clutter Dimension Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Emmo (Clutter Dimension), Puzzle Anon (Clutter Dimension) Additional Tags: mentions of abuse, Murder, threats of murder, Bodily Harm, gonna be safe and tag that as Graphic Violence Series: Part 1 of Emmo Deserves Better Summary:

“Kh… keh! Kehehe! Hehehehahahaha! Ho~~~ly shit, Baby, I thought you didn’t have it in you! You’re a fuckin’ riot!”

“Emmo! The groveling, wimpy crybaby, actually standing up for themselves!”

“N-No! Don't— just because they treat you like a God doesn’t mean that you could just— kill them!”

It was just supposed to be a quick visit. Coming back was a bad decision.

[puzzle-anon]

Something falls from the sky and lands in the sand, creating a little dust cloud around it from the impact.

You can't tell what it is, at this point, but it seems to be... A small, gray rectangle.

@car-mechanic-steven @pink-pink-steven @disaster-diamond @fractured-steven-universe @runaway-steven @jekyll-steven @humanity-steeb @gem-diplomat-steven @shattereddiamondboy @zooman-connie @clean-freak-steven @touch-starved-steven @cinnamon-steven @homeworld-bound-steven @mentally-stable-steven @baby-homeworld @bugsteven @war-victim-steven @cerise-steven Open.

[canary-anon]

They blink, scooping it up. "Hm.. This is another anon's starter, so... I wonder what this is." Examine rectangle.

[puzzle-anon]

You turn the shape over in your hands. It seems to be a phone of unidentifiable brand. The case is gray and otherwise spotless, with a small bell icon on the back.

[canary-anon]

They go :0 and attempt to turn it on.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone screen lights up. It didn't seem damaged from the fall, so... That's something. The lock screen background was just... A smiley face in the middle of an endless void of white.

There's a small circular button at the bottom of the phone.

[canary-anon]

They press the button! Smol wing flappy of curiosity and excitement.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone...

Hm.

It... Doesn't seem like anything much happened. The button (was it a button?) Turns into a ring (⭕) instead, no longer solid.

[canary-anon]

:0 !!! Trace the circle? They gently move their finger, tracing the ring.

[puzzle-anon]

The ring, instead of staying in place, moves with your finger. It seems like you can drag it across the screen now.

The background changes from white to blue.

[canary-anon]

:0 !!!!!!! They drag the ring to the top of the screen.

[puzzle-anon]

When you let go, the ring makes a little "sploosh"y noise, like something dropped into water. Nothing else happens.

[canary-anon]

They do it over and over again, seeing if it makes the sploosh noise again, giggling from the first time-

[puzzle-anon]

Every time that you let go, it makes the noise again. The phone... makes a little noise that sounds like a windchime. The little tinkling noises sound... Amused.

[canary-anon]

They're giggling and purring, doing it more- When they hear the windchime noise, they go :0

[puzzle-anon]

It just... Keeps repeating. The little splooshes, the chime... It's slowly getting louder, and... Yup. It is very obvious that it's a happy noise.

[canary-anon]

They're basically :D !!! Doin the thing more!!! Purrin and giggling!!! "Happy, huh,,,? Good!!!" :D Their wings are doin smol happy flappys-

[puzzle-anon]

The phone chimes once more, and then stops, buzzing instead... As if to say "okay, okay! Serious time!"

[canary-anon]

"Aw... Fine..." They start dragging the ring in circles around the screen to see if that does anything.

[puzzle-anon]

No dice.

Would you like a quick description again, in case you missed anything? A small ❌ and ✅ appear.

[canary-anon]

Check mark chosen!!

[puzzle-anon]

The phone is approximately the size of your hand, or a bit smaller. The case is gray and clean, with a bell icon on the back.

The screen is clear of any features that may show time, WiFi, or battery. The background is blue, with a small emoticon face in the middle. The ring that you've been dragging around is red, with four white stripes.

The face is currently going: :(

[canary-anon]

D: They don't want the face to frown! "Sorry!! I'm not the best at puzzles... Funky mind stuff up here..." They gesture to their head. "Um..." They try... Holding the ring near the face???

[puzzle-anon]

The little face goes: :0! and waves little stick-arms at it. The blue splashes underneath them.

[canary-anon]

"!!!!!" Attempt to scoop up face in the ring! Or give ring to the stick arms!!! Did they get the puzzle right?

[puzzle-anon]

When you drop the ring onto them, they grab onto it and hold for dear life as the screen changes into a whirlpool and as the blue drains out the bottom, actual water drips out of the phone.

The phone makes a little ringing sound, and confetti appears. Congratulations! You... Did it...?

When they reach the bottom of the screen, they drop the ring and wave up at you.

A text box appears:

"Hello! Thank you for that, I wasn't sure how long I'd be able to stay floating. Congrats on figuring it out, though— I think they were expecting you to take longer!"

[canary-anon]

"Sorry for the whole playing around thing... It's just- The sploosh noise,,," They giggle softly,,,, babey,,

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh, don't worry! I understand! I am supposed to be fun, after all." ^///^ "My name is Emmo! What's yours?"

[canary-anon]

"I'm CA!!! Nice to meet you-!!" They giggle more! Happy babey!!!

[puzzle-anon]

"Nice t'meetcha, too!" They glance around, looking at the endless white expanse of the phone screen. "This place really is empty, huh..? Want me to help change that?"

[canary-anon]

"Yeah!! How can I do that?" .... HMMM they've had a thought. Is a curse that brings Emmo OUT of the phone for a bit possible?

[puzzle-anon]

"I'm not really sure, I've never been in this Phone before! Can you tell me what the outside is like? They like to build them with little hidden surprises!"

Possibly, but they wouldn't be able to function properly in the real world. Emmo is, after all, an AI. You could try...?

[canary-anon]

"There's a bell shape on the back,,," they are !!! Open those asks please!!!

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh! Oh! Tap on that! If nothing happens, press it for a long time!" Emmo hops up and down, going :D

Yo,, you're an anon, right? You might be able to get them out with pure force of will!

[canary-anon]

Their eyes widen at that. They tap the bell, planning how this might work. Now focusing, attempting to bring Emmo out of the phone and give them a more humanoid form-

[puzzle-anon]

Tapping on the bell doesn't do much, until—

Emmo makes a face up at you, confused. "Uh... Are you... Doing something?" They feel weird, which is not something that should be able to happen to a program.

But instead of their words shown in a text box, they actually talk through the speakers. They seem a bit surprised at this. "Whoa... Been awhile since I've last heard my voice!"

[canary-anon]

They just kinda pause, moving slowly and setting the phone on the ground, then.... They flap their hands like crazy, smol giggles and purring,,,, they're happy to hear Emmo's voice,,,, c u t i e,,,,

[puzzle-anon]

"Thanks!" :D "This is pretty neat! I think it's changed a bit since last time I spoke!" Emmo's voice is tinny, echoey, like it's coming out of a low-quality speaker. Because... It probably is.

[canary-anon]

They hum, frowning a little. They try and use their anon powers to give the phone a better speaker. So focused they forgot to talk. Does it work?

[puzzle-anon]

No, improving speaker quality does not work... With the level of focus you out into that, it probably is either a fairly decent speaker already and that's just how their voice sounds, or "they" made the phone tamper-proof from Anons.

[canary-anon]

Their expression is basically >:/ but on an actual face. Emmo deserves better than a trashy speaker! They huff softly.

[puzzle-anon]

They giggle, it sounds like those wind chimes from earlier. Delicate little bell sounds...

"What's wrong?"

[canary-anon]

"... Wanted to see if I could give the phone better speakers... But my powers don't work on it..." Another smol huff, but also small giggles cuz of the windchime giggles.

[puzzle-anon]

They wave an arm flippantly. "Oh, you can't fix that— it's just my voice. Probably always will be. They like to brand their stuff, and being not-quite-human-or-gem is a perfect way to do that."

"CA, it's not a good idea to mess with somebody's property. Changing me directly is a surefire way to get them mad."

[canary-anon]

"But... You're really good!! You deserve good stuff...." Another small huff, and then mumbles. "... Also I wanna find a way to hug you,,,,,,"

[puzzle-anon]

"... CA. I'm... Literally a program? Yes, hugs would be nice, but I don't particularly 'deserve' anything. I've just met you, after all, and I haven't even done anything for you. You're being more helpful to me than I could ever be to you." (´⌒｀;)

[canary-anon]

"But- you don't have to do anything!! You've made me happy, and that's good enough for me!!!" They might be about to cry why are they getting so emotional about this-

[puzzle-anon]

"Uhhhhhhokaywhatareyoudoing???" They've... Never seen someone cry before. "Are you upset? Did I make you upset? I'm just being objectively factual— hah, pun— It's not anything to be emotional over—!"

Pun...? Oh. Oh, okay. They see themselves as an object. That's... Not good? Uh?

[canary-anon]

They're actually crying now,,, too many emotions,,, They kinda hug the phone, making sure not to press any buttons or anything.

[puzzle-anon]

"AUGH— UH, WHHHHAT. CA ARE YOU OKAY. WHAT DID I DO WRONG. I'M NOT GOOD AT EMOTIONS, CA. Um. CA. PLEASE." They sound a little panicked. Emmo doesn't know how to handle this! They've never seen anybody with emotions other than 'angry' and 'happy'! How are you supposed to deal with 'sad'?!

[canary-anon]

They just cry harder, still hugging the phone. Wow this isn't very fun or anything like that at all, huh?

[puzzle-anon]

"NO NO NO PLEASE STOP, PLEASE STOP THIS IS NOT FUN ANYMORE. YOU ARE NOT HAVING FUN AND THAT IS BAD, PLEASE CALM DOWN. CA. CA PLEASE."

[canary-anon]

Hm! Emmo freaking out just makes them cry more! Lovely!

[puzzle-anon]

"HMMMMMMM." They're panicked, a strained look on their face. Of course... CA can't see them right now. They're making an odd noise, somewhere in between a buzz and a hum. It's not nice to listen to, but... Well. They probably don't know that.

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmcalmdowncalmdownpleasepleasepleasssse—" They're basically muttering to themselves at this point. Who are they telling to calm down...? You're not very sure.

[canary-anon]

Hhhhh that's a Bad Noise and now they're shaking and crying!!! Wonderful!!!

[puzzle-anon]

"nnnnnnnooooooopleasedon'tdothat,please—" This isn't good. Neither of them are happy! Although... It's probably quite entertaining for some outside parties, but THIS IS NOT GOOD. Emmo wants to find a way to make CA STOP and stop NOW.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooo..." (´；д；`) "shhhhhhhh, shhh... I'm... shhhh what, uh, what's wrong? Please? Please calm down pleassseee...."

[canary-anon]

They mumble through the tears. "Y- you're good and deserve good things but don't think you doooo!! A- and!! I ma d e you upset and panicky-!!" They're still crying. They're not normally this emotional...

[puzzle-anon]

"I'm not— I've—" Emmo makes a frustrated noise, somewhere in between a groan and a growl. "You're fine! It's not your fault! I just freaked out because I'm not used to... People! At all! You are literally the second person I've ever talked to!"

They pause. "Well, maybe the first, I don't know— but! But it's not your fault and if anyone is to blame it's me! And maybe Puzzle! They should have at least stuck me in a practice simulation before doing this—"

[canary-anon]

They're still crying, but crying less now.. That's an improvement, at least..

[puzzle-anon]

"It's all right! Honestly! Thank you for caring— you're awfully nice!" Emmo would... Try to physically reassure them somehow, (with a hug? CA had mentioned hugs earlier) but... Uh. They... Don't have arms. That they could use to hug them.

[canary-anon]

They slowly stop crying, just sniffling now. "You sure,,,,?"

[puzzle-anon]

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm fine! And you will be, too, once you stop feeling all sad-like, yeah?"

[canary-anon]

They shift to hold the phone in one hand, wiping their eyes with the other. "Yeah..."

[puzzle-anon]

"You're better? Are you less sad-feelings?" They make the little windchime sound. CA seemed to like it earlier...

[canary-anon]

They giggle softly at the windchime noise,,, They definitely like it-

[puzzle-anon]

//Babey,,,, //

"Happy-feelings now, right?" Emmo keeps making the little noise. "Better?"

[canary-anon]

They heard that, and are now blushing-. More giggles! "Yeah!!" Very soft purrin-

[puzzle-anon]

"Good! Good, that's good." Emmo looks around, glancing at the endless white void around themselves. "We could do something fun? Maybe? Now that we're more good-feelings?"

[canary-anon]

"Yeah!!" They're smiling and purring-

[puzzle-anon]

"The Phone has to have more than one puzzle, it would be boring if it didn't! There's nothing out of place other than the bell, right? Maybe try doing something new to it?"

[canary-anon]

They hum, then press on the bell and hold it down.

[puzzle-anon]

After a second or two, there's a small clicking noise and the bell sinks into the case. The little dude on the screen looks up at the... Menu? That had popped up. It had several little circles of color on it.

Emmo giggles. "I knew it!" :D They stare up at the colors, thinking. "... And I don't know what to do next. Mm." >:/

[canary-anon]

Their eyes go wide, and they tap on a color, then draw a heart in the white area using their finger.

[puzzle-anon]

The heart turns out looking like something made in MS Paint with very little mouse control, but... It's there.

Emmo looks extremely shocked. If they had a jaw to drop, it would probably break through the floor. After a second of stunned silence, they start laughing— loudly. It's not the delicate little wind chimes of before, this is more human, more varied... somehow it's a little frightening.

"Hhh— Ohh— HAHA! HAH, OH MY— keheh— sorry, I'm just— oh! My! Stars!" Emmo is having trouble talking through the... Amusement? "Woahhh! Hahahehehe! You— you— that was—"

After a couple deep 'breaths', they recover. "You— Your instincts are... Super impressive! Wow! Or that was just a stroke of luck, but... Whew! I'm sorry, I don't think— I'm not sure— oh!"

They look... Manic? It's... Hard to describe. "Oh, I'm sorry! That was— that was rude. I should.... I should leave you two alone, huh?"

.... The phone makes an almost... Annoyed... Buzz. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that." They pat their arm almost comfortingly.

[canary-anon]

Very soft mumble. "I dunno it just kinda looked like a coloring app-" They're gonna ignore the weird behavior, choosing to draw some swirls, then... Hm. Can they draw something for Emmo to do? Hm... Draw a little sword? Very messy n rough, but it's a sword!

[puzzle-anon]

"Sorry..." They murmur, and then blink a couple times. Emmo looks up at CA, a little confused. "...hmmmm...? Oh! Oh, you figured it out! That's cool!" :o

"..." They inch closer to the suspended doodle. "Um... Is that..." Σ(゜゜) "... For me?"

[canary-anon]

"Yeah! Unless you want something different,,,," Smol giggle-

[puzzle-anon]

"I've never..." They trail off, carefully reaching out towards the sword. Emmo didn't want to finish vocalizing that sentence, because they had a feeling it would just make CA start feeling sad-things again.

"... Thank you." They're... Almost comically serious.

[canary-anon]

They giggle. "You're welcome!!!" They scribble a little training dummy person, then just kinda... Pause and mini-gasp. They quickly draw a little bowl, then lots of little ovals. ..... They just gave Emmo poorly drawn rice-

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo pauses when Canary draws the training dummy, and hums to themselves. It's a bit of a nervous sound, but...

... Nothing should happen.

And then they notice the rice, and giggle. "Hah! Wow, okay. I appreciate the thought, but I'm not sure I can eat anything. Like. It might literally be impossible."

Emmo grabs the sword and checks it's weight, which is honestly a little weird— it's code? It doesn't haven't weight? Maybe that's just how it works for them.

After a bit of tugging on the unrefined weapon, it's edges straighten out and it's looking a bit more respectable.

[canary-anon]

They watch with an :0 expression, clearly amazed. They're now just watching and doodling little yellow hearts in the corner to occupy their hands.

[puzzle-anon]

They laugh, spinning it in their hands. "M' not used to weapons! I haven't been allowed one for a long while, not since Puzzle said I was too destructive!" Emmo turns around, stabbing the dummy. It's virtually unharmed, and they make an impressed noise.

"That thing is durable! D'you think you could make me a couple more?"

[canary-anon]

They draw a few more dummies, then speak. "Do you think you can maybe tell me a little bit more about Puzzle? I,,, just wanna know more about other anons..." It's a very shy mumble.

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh! Yes! They are very-busy most-of-the-time, and have an important job! I've never been able to figure out exactly-what it is, but they said that a big part of it is watching-and-listening to others and figuring-out if they need help with something!"

"Usually they stay in the black-void with me-and-the-Others, because it's much safer. They... They like to make games-and-mysteries! They teach me how they work, sometimes, and give me things-to-do and help-with!"

"They are very-nice, and for-some-reason pay more attention to me than any-of-the-Others. Axi said that it was because of my feelings-and-emotions, which I don't really understand. Apparently the-Others don't have feelings-and-emotions, and Mine were an Accident?"

[puzzle-anon]

// @canary-anon

[puzzle-anon]

Something falls from the sky and lands in the sand, creating a little dust cloud around it from the impact.

You can't tell what it is, at this point, but it seems to be... A small, gray rectangle.

@car-mechanic-steven @pink-pink-steven @disaster-diamond @fractured-steven-universe @runaway-steven @jekyll-steven @humanity-steeb @gem-diplomat-steven @shattereddiamondboy @zooman-connie @clean-freak-steven @touch-starved-steven @cinnamon-steven @homeworld-bound-steven @mentally-stable-steven @baby-homeworld @bugsteven @war-victim-steven @cerise-steven Open.

[a-friend-spinel]

Spinel thinks this is strange. Usually people fall from the sky, not objects. But she doesn’t see anyone else around, so she decided to approach it.

What...is that thing? A box? She picks it up and examines it with a curious expression.

[puzzle-anon]

You turn the shape over in your hands. It seems to be a phone of unidentifiable brand. The case is gray and otherwise spotless, with a small bell icon on the back.

[a-friend-spinel]

Oh!! A phone!! Does it belong to anybody? Spinel looks around again, but there still isn’t anybody there who seems to be looking for it.

Maybe she should try to turn it on! There should be a button somewhere... She finds the power button and presses it.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone screen lights up. It didn't seem damaged from the fall, so... That's something. The lock screen background was just... A smiley face in the middle of an endless void of white.

There is a circular button at the bottom of the screen.

[a-friend-spinel]

Well, when there’s a button, you gotta press it, right? So that’s exactly what Spinel does. The lock screen seems pretty fun, too! A happy little smiley face :) She smiles back at it, even though it can’t see her.

[puzzle-anon]

The button changes into a ring (⭕) instead of the solid circle it had been before, colors turning from solid black into red with four white stripes.

The background changes- now it's blue, instead of white, and the little face goes :0!!, and starts to wave their little stick arms around, making tiny splashy noises.

Who says it can't see you?

[a-friend-spinel]

The screen changed!!! The smiley face looks like a little person!!! They’re splashing in the blue background...water? And the button changed too!! It looks like a....um.....floaty thingy? Maybe the little guy needs it to float!! She drags it over to the person.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone makes a little ringing noise, and confetti appears on the screen, as if it's congratulating you. The face grows a little stick body, and grabs onto the ring. The blue drains out of the screen, actual water dripping out of the phone.

The little stick dude on the screen drops the ring onto the bottom of the screen, waving up at you, when a text box appears.

"Hello! Thank you for that, I wasn't sure how long I'd be able to stay floating. Congrats on figuring it out, though— I think they were expecting you to take longer!"

[a-friend-spinel]

Yes!!!! She did it!!!!! Huh...why do her hands feel wet? There was real water?

Spinel grins again at the stick figure person as she reads the text box. “Who’s ‘they’?” she wonders aloud.

[puzzle-anon]

"Hmmmm. Really? You don't know them?" ^^;; "well, I guess that makes sense, huh. They've never actually been down here before! Just watched everyone play. And fight. And die. They said that it was fun. But then they got bored, so they sent me down here for some entertainment!"

"... I hope I'm doing alright..." They seem to have forgotten the original question.

[a-friend-spinel]

Spinel gasps in excitement. “You can hear me?” Her smile grows wider.

“Entertainment, huh? I’d say you did a great job!!! That was really fun!!” She starts bouncing a little in place.

“What’s your name? D’ya have one?”

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh! Yes! I am Emmo! They gave it to me. I am very glad to have a name, it means that I get to stay! Do you have a name? You seem nice, I would prefer it if you'd stay."

[a-friend-spinel]

“Emmo!!! That’s a wonderful name!! I’m Spinel!!!” She giggled. “And yep, I’m here to stay. I’m not goin’ anywhere anytime soon!!”

[puzzle-anon]

"Good! It gets awfully lonely with nobody around."

They look around, staring at the white background. "This place is really blank, huh...? Should we start up the Next one?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Oh yes!!!!” Spinel cheers. “If you want to!!”

[puzzle-anon]

"Alright!" Emmo grins up at her. "Can you tell me what the outside of the phone looks like? If there are any buttons or weird-looking things you should press on them!"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Ok!!!” Spinel hummed as she turned the phone over to examine it. There was the button that turned it on, but she didn’t press it again, since she already knew what it did. The back of the phone had a little bell on it! It didn’t really look like a button, but it was something! She tapped it.

[puzzle-anon]

The phone crackles. ".... MaybE—" Emmo cuts off in a startled yelp, reaching for where a throat would be. It was kinda hard to tell— they're so vaguely human.

What had startled them, however, was that they were actually talking now. Instead of a text box, their voice was coming out of the speakers. It sounded... honestly quite androgynous. High-pitched but also vaguely male. It would probably be more clear if there wasn't any static, but... Well. Fuck gender. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

"Oh... Wow, I haven't... Heard that in a while..." Their mood seems... Subdued. "Um. If you want, you could... Mute me again. I know I can be a bit annoying."

[a-friend-spinel]

Ooo that did something!!! Emmo could talk now!!! A little static-y, but it was nice to hear her new friend’s voice.

“Why would I mute you?” she giggled. “Do you like speaking?”

[puzzle-anon]

"I—" They blink. Emmo isn't used to... Being asked things. "I'm... They said I was annoying? I'm not used to... Talking."

[a-friend-spinel]

“Annoying? Why’d they say that?” Spinel’s head was tilted in confusion. She loved hearing Emmo speak! But “annoying” sounded bad. It wasn’t very nice of them to say.

“Your voice is so nice!”

[puzzle-anon]

"d'awww... If I had skin, I'd be blushing..."

They shake it off, and shrug. "I'm annoying. I ask unnecessary questions and talk about things other than what I'm supposed to be doing and I'm a distraction. Isn't that 'annoying'?"

[a-friend-spinel]

She shrugged as well. “Those all seem like normal things to me.”

[puzzle-anon]

"But..." They blink. "Oh. Personal definitions. Your 'annoying' is different than my 'annoying'... Possibly a whole different feeling. To clarify, the 'annoyed' that I've seen consists of anger, irritability, and a raised voice. Is... This your experience with 'annoyed'?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Hm...” Those kinds of reactions did seem familiar. Spinel raised a hand to her chin and looked down as she thought about it.

It was kinda like when she wanted to play another game, but Pink didn’t, and she just wanted to leave. But that wasn’t really full-blown anger. Maybe it was more like how people and gems in town reacted way back when she helped fix everything up after corruption, and somehow made things worse. There was a sort of disapproval there that made her shrink. But when did she feel that way?

“I guess the only time I’m annoyed is when someone’s tryin’ ta kill me!” she said with a laugh. “Or when I hear a song I don’t like!”

[puzzle-anon]

"Oh. Well." They seem surprised. "I don't think I could kill you? Even if I tried? And. Um. I'm not so sure about the music thing, though."

Emmo pauses, suddenly uncomfortable. "... This is probably not the most-fun topic. Could we... Move on?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yep!!!” Spinel agrees. “So...” she says as she searches for a new subject, “hey, you’re new here! You’ve never been shown around!”

[puzzle-anon]

"... No? I haven't been? I'm kind of stuck in a two-dimensional screen. Though I guess I'm constantly accessing the camera?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yeah!!!!! So you can see things, right?”

[puzzle-anon]

"... Yyyeeessssss? Are... You suggesting that we... Go sightseeing? Not that I'm against it! It seems like it would be fun—!"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yep!!! If you wanna!!! Lots of people like exploring when they get here!” she explains. “We could at least look around the beach!”

[puzzle-anon]

"I'm literally a code, subject to the whims of my overlords. Sure, let's go check it out!"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Yay!!!” Spinel walked around a bit, waving the phone around so Emmo could see. “So...this is the beach!!! That’s where we’ve been this whole time!!! It’s got sand, water, sometimes people, seagulls...” There wasn’t really that much to see. She pulled the phone back so she could see Emmo. “What do ya think?”

[puzzle-anon]

They giggle, the phone making a little chiming noise. "... Um. I think it looks cool, but... What's a seagull??"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Oh!” Right, she should probably explain. “They’re birds!! They’re kinda small, white, with wings and beaks and— I’ll show you!” She looked around and then ran off in the direction of a seagull, before realizing she might scare it off and slowing down. “Can you see it?”

[puzzle-anon]

Stars practically appear in their eyes. "Ooh! I've never seen something alive before! Besidespeopleofcourse— that's so cool! I wonder—" Emmo sits down, and starts concentrating. Ever so slowly, a shape starts appearing in front of them. "I'mgonnamakeabird!"

[a-friend-spinel]

She watches them concentrate on forming the shape. “Ooo! You can do that?” She continues watching with a grin, silently cheering them on.

[puzzle-anon]

They don't respond verbally, but give a little nod. Concentrating! Really hard! Stitching code together like that for a Code is probably just as easy as reassembling atoms is for a human.

As in... Bullshit-levels of hard.

But they do it! They make it! And when they're finished, a little seagull starts waddling around on the screen. "Finished~! I'm naming them Garfield!" Oh my god... Just, sorry gimme a second. I'm a proud mama. Emmo is just... So happy :')

[a-friend-spinel]

Spinel looks at the tiny seagull on the screen with wide eyes and her mouth in a happy gasp. She doesn’t say anything; she’s too much in awe. It was sooo cute!!! And impressive!! Emmo really did it!!

“Hi, Garfield!” she greeted in a sing-song voice. “Emmo, that’s so cool!”

[puzzle-anon]

They giggle, and reach out to poke at the bird. "Thank you! I'm not very used to messing with stuff like that, He—" They cut off suddenly, and backpedal. "I've never gotten that to work before."

"I could... Try making something else? If you want?"

[a-friend-spinel]

“Ooo maybe a flower? Or somethin’ for Garfield?” She tries to think of something Emmo could make. This was so exciting!! Emmo seems super excited too!! “Hmm...I think seagulls like fries!”

[puzzle-anon]

They pause. "... Um. I don't...? Know? What those are? I could... Make Garfield a hat?"

"Uh... Fedora?" Emmo makes a little blinking outline for a hat, and mimes putting it on.

[a-friend-spinel]

“Fries are a food!! But a hat would be nice!! I bet Garfield would like it!!! And they’d look soo cute in a hat!!!”

[puzzle-anon]

Emmo hums in acknowledgement, and then starts making the hat. It takes less time than before, probably because... It's not an animal. It's just a hat.

They scoot over to Garfield and drop the hat on top of them. Garfield... Doesn't react.

"...What does a flower look like?"