#amber fools

[pt-anon]

Oh my god you're real

Yeah??? Of course I’m real! Pourquoi ne serais-je pas réel ?

[pt-anon]

*a teeny tiny rat runs up to Amber and gives her a big hug*

it's okay Amberoonie, PT's fantasy freak brainwash polycule world isn't real

*Amber, who had been busy tapping away on an odd looking teal phone, startles a tad at the sudden hug. There’s a look of confusion on her face at what the rat says, but it quickly melts away at how sweet the intention was and hugs the rat back carefully*

Aww, merci..! The concern and the hug are much appreciated!

*she gently pets the rat on the head, giving soft scritches behind the ears every now and again*

[pt-anon]

Robot Jarry...

… you know? Thats a good decriptor! Also, is his name Jarry?? Please tell me if it is.

[pt-anon]

Alright well I still think you don't know what's going on!! My last theory might have been a liiiiittle off but I was mostly right!!

okay new theory:

you're gonna be mind controlled and/or murdered. The flow of the narrative points to very heavy mind control themes, ergo I think your mind controlled sibling (which we know is all but true) may kill you OR push you away, maybe to the comfort of their close companions...

BUT ☝️

...

That's just a theory...

*her eyes squint and her head tilts*

Thats… a concerning theory. I don’t believe they plan to hurt me? Im sorry to debunk it so quickly, but I don’t think this one is correct. When I got here… where ever here is- when PT found me they seemed overjoyed! Even cried a bit! I also cried a bit too after realizing who they were, so I’m not one to judge.. They were also very clingy afterwards.. enough that I’m shocked I’ve managed to be here long enough to not send- oh!

*quietly, a familiar face has walked up. Jarry stands to the left of Amber and stares down at her. His eyes are vacant, and neither his ears nor tail move an inch. Amber squirms slightly at being the focus of his gaze*

….

I’m guessing PT sent you?

….

Im fine, and tell them I’ll be back soon. Im just speaking with the bugs and picking some flowers.

*he doesn’t respond, but slowly turns around and begins walking away. Back towards town. Amber shivers again, the eyes now off her and rubs her arms as if feeling cold*

[pt-anon]

I, Ratthew Pattrick, am the theory rat. And I know YOU are a version of PT's sister if not☝️the real thing. AND I predict you won't even know who I'm talking about. because you're dead.

Ahem.

But that's just a theory.

…

*her body shakes, then she burst out laughing *

HAH! THAT’S!! That’s a good one! Not knowing who my sibling is? Really?? As if! I practically helped raise her, or I suppose them now! Still getting used to the changes and stuff.

*she turns fully towards the box and begins messing with the flower carefully*

Payton, now PT, gave me a run through of sorts?? It was a bit confusing, some they refused to speak about… but they did seem happier now, so that’s all that matters to me.

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oh she's not paying attention... we have to be nice and gentle......

ahem.

HELLO GIRL!!!! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

*she jumps almost 10 ft in the air from the shout, bugs flying away and she nearly drops her instrument. She lands roughly on her back, letting out a grunt. She then carefully sits up and turns to look at where the noise came from, but stops still at the sight of the anon box*

Um… hi??? Theres no need to shout, I can hear you just fine… and what do you mean by knowing who i am. I have no clue who you are. Who are you?

[pt-anon]

why are you orange...

*theres the sound and visual of TV static on the other side, but is slowly fades away to reveal a dream-like nature landscape with what looks like a cozy town in the distance. A girl sits in a field of flowers, bugs flying and crawling around her as she plays a ukulele. Her back is to the ask box*