The Abyss is a patient creature, despite what some beings may think. Yes, it has a Thing with Juliano (it's pretty miffed it can't find him lately, hell, it can't really find anyone) but nonetheless, it has plans. Grand plans, ones where it'll finally be known and the damned ClearAll and Database will finally be gone.
For the past while now, it had been visiting a place called Computer Hell. Particularly bad Programs and Viruses were locked up here, and many more than willing to help it out. Whenever it could, it would sneak into the Computer Hell when that Antivirus wasn't around. It's tendrils would disable the alarms, set them free for a time.
Though there was one inmate that particularly interested it.
You lot.
Several noises of shock came from the group that the Abyss had materialized behind. It tilts its head as it scans them over.
Andrew Orpheus, Lady Rose, Spamton G Spamton, Francis, Nermal, and Marianne.
"Christ on a fucking stick," Andrew whispers, placing a hand on his chest.
"Abyss... welcome." Lady Rose shoots it a look, but it ignores that, because it doesn't even know what that look means.
It points a clawed finger to a cell, where spiderwebs cover the entrance. That cell. There is someone in there, but they refuse to come out. Who is it?
The group immediately shared more Looks, and the Abyss just grins toothily because oh, this is going to be good.
"There is crazy.." Lady Rose mumbles as she looks to the webbed up cell.
"And then there's THAT woman!" Francis has no such qualms about being loud, gesturing widely to the cell. "She is not okay!"
Andrew shoots him a look before he elaborates, "that's Cookie. She's apparently a former Admin for the Adminspace."
The Abyss's eyes glint in recognition of the title. It nods.
"She is.." Nermal puts his paws to his mouth. ".. how the hell do you even describe Cookie?"
"Loco," Andrew quipped. "Inane," Lady Rose remarked. "Crazy!" Marianne groaned. "In serious need of help," Francis remarked. "She could use [[try Betterhelp today using the link below!]]" Spamton piped up.
"Actually, I've heard Betterhelp isn't all that great," Francis murmured.
"Damn, really?"
The Abyss pays them no mind. It sinks to the floor and seeps between the code, and soon enough, it's inside the cell. It reforms with a low chuckle, and its eyes spot the figure.
It was heavily amused. She looked like a ringmaster's assistance with her outfit, but it can see the former stumps of spider's legs on her back. Torn, yanked, or shot off, from what it seems.
"Hello," it muses, and it takes pleasure in how she jumps.
"Who-" She croaks out, dulled eyes flaring with indignation. "How did you-"
It says nothing. It looks her other. A click, a tug, a pull.
Ah, it thinks, that's what you want.
"You want to bring someone back?" it asks as it walks over. It looms over her figure huddled in the corner. "You want to bring.. him back?"
Cookie's eyes widen, and there's a flicker in her eyes. A light, a manic light, and the Abyss grins once more. Ah, she was the devoted type..
"I am the Abyss," it properly introduces itself, giving a mock bow. "Perhaps you've heard, maybe you haven't. But I am the End, the Beginning, the Nothing, the Everything. I am Existence itself."
It can see the wheels turning in her head. It likes a smart one.
"Many of the others have agreed to join me, to follow me," the Abyss continues with ease. "And in return for their help, I'll give them anything they desire-"
"I'll join, I'll help!" Cookie stands on her feet, looking up at the Abyss with such manic energy that it's momentarily caught off guard.
But then it smiles.
It was always so easy to play these people. All it had to prick, tug, pull, and it could see their deepest desires.
"I'll look into bringing him back."
It takes some steps back and vanishes, seeping away from her cell.
It'll mull it over, at least.
To bring something back from Non-Existence...












