「 EVEN IF I'M FARAWAY, I'LL HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS AND SING OUR SECRET SONG. 」
Guest 1337 x GN! Reader x Daisy
warnings: none!
notes: ngl, I was racking my brain on how Guest gets back, but when I took a break to play COD: Modern Warfare, I really liked the idea of Military Helicopters. Hopefully this lives up to your expectations🙇♀️
THE WARM GLOW of the afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting long shadows in the living room. Daisy and [Name] sat side by side on the couch, their phones resting between them as a breaking news alert flashed across the screen. The headline was surreal:
"MISSING ROBLOXIANS FOUND AFTER YEARS OF DISAPPEARANCE: LEGENDARY GUEST 1337 AMONG THE SURVIVORS."
The newscaster’s voice carried a blend of excitement and solemnity. "In an extraordinary turn of events, a group of individuals who had mysteriously vanished years ago has been found alive. Among them is the renowned Guest 1337, whose disappearance sparked widespread speculation and countless efforts to locate him. Though the details of their return remain classified, officials have confirmed that all survivors endured unimaginable circumstances during their time away."
The video cut to a live feed of an airfield, where a crowd had gathered to greet the returning survivors. Guest 1337’s distinctive silhouette emerged from the aircraft, his spiky blue hair unmistakable even from a distance. The camera zoomed in on his face, capturing the raw emotion as he stepped back onto familiar ground.
"It’s him," Daisy whispered, her fingers trembling as she paused the video. "He’s… really alive."
You placed a hand over hers, your own eyes glistening. "We’ll see him soon. The report said he’s being brought back to town today."
The hours that followed passed in a haze of anxious anticipation. Memories of Guest 1337—his laughter, his courage, his fierce loyalty—flooded back in vivid detail. Neither Daisy nor you could sit still, your emotions vacillating between hope and apprehension.
When the doorbell finally rang, it was as if the entire world held its breath. Daisy reached the door first, her heart hammering in her chest. She paused, her hand hovering over the handle, before finally pulling it open.
There he stood.
Guest 1337’s tall frame filled the doorway, his spiky blue hair slightly disheveled but unmistakable. His camouflage shirt and tan vest were faded and worn, a testament to the horrors he’d endured. His stark white skin seemed even paler than before, but his eyes—those piercing, determined eyes—still held the warmth of the man you both knew.
For a moment, no one moved. The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken words. Then, Daisy surged forward, her arms wrapping tightly around him. Her face buried into his chest as the tears came, hot and unrelenting.
"You idiot!" she sobbed, her voice muffled against his vest. "Do you have any idea what you put us through?"
You were right behind her, your arms encircling both of them in a protective embrace. "How could you just disappear like that?" your voice cracked, the words a mix of relief and frustration. "Do you even know how much we’ve missed you?"
Guest 1337 didn’t say a word. His head dipped, his shoulders shaking as silent tears slid down his cheeks. He held you both tightly, his hands gripping Daisy’s sweatshirt and your sleeve like lifelines. He had faced unimaginable challenges during his disappearance, but nothing had prepared him for this—the overwhelming love and anguish of the people he cared about most.
"I’m sorry," he finally whispered, his voice hoarse and broken. "I’m so sorry."
Daisy pulled back just enough to look up at him, her tear-streaked face a mix of anger and relief. "You better be," she said, her voice wavering as she lightly punched his chest. "Don’t you ever do that to us again."
You followed suit, delivering a soft punch to his shoulder. "You had us thinking the worst. You have no idea how many nights we… we thought you were gone for good."
Guest 1337 gave a watery chuckle, his lips curving into a small, genuine smile for the first time in what felt like forever. "I missed you too. Both of you. More than you’ll ever know."
The three of you stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s arms, your tears mingling as you shared the weight of your emotions. It was a reunion filled with pain, love, and the unspoken promise that you would never let go again.
Eventually, Daisy wiped her eyes and smiled up at him, her usual cheerfulness starting to shine through. "Welcome home, Guest. You’ve got a lot of explaining to do."
You nodded, a soft laugh escaping your lips. "Yeah. And don’t think for a second that we’re letting you out of our sight anytime soon."
Guest 1337 smiled, his heart full despite the lingering scars of his ordeal. For the first time in years, he felt truly alive.
"I’m not going anywhere," he promised, his voice steady. "Not ever again."
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Shark Mermaid! Reader x Daisy1337 ( HELL YWAH POLYCULE with one of my fav ships LES GOOOO)
Ok so instead of reader being permanently a fish thing, only changes when they hit the water. Soo they still integrated into Robloxian life and we were doing a damn good job at it( if you look past the sharp CHOMPERS and all), heck we even managed to become friends with Daisy and Guest 1337 ( Denial is a river) or maybe more idk you've never quite understood land walkers emotions very well( it shows cos they are quite literally discussing having a POLYCULE with your oblivious self). You're too busy dreaming about seafood to even bother with their obvious hints
Welp sometimes you sneak out for awhile to a lake nearby, it's no pearly ocean but at least it's secluded enough that nobody goes here so nobody catches you being well you( yeah your currently being a feral lil shit right now eating all the fishes ). Yeaaaa till Daisy and Guest 1337 decide to have a fishing trip in that exact lake your currently swimming about. And we try so hard not to get caught, we really do to our credit but no Roblox gods decided that they want this ship to sail so you still end up getting caught,well for good reason Guest 1337 accidentally fell in so you push him back up( he thought he was cooked as soon as he saw the shark fin) Probably pulled you up as well only to see your legs replaced with a shark's tail. Despite how on guard you were, I mean as soon as they saw you like this they were gonna ship you off for money, plus your a Shark aren't Robloxian's scared off you, might aswell start saying goodbye to freedom- you're hearing a confession from the two of them...Welp thank goodness we have two hands :D
Oh god I can hear the H2O memories flooding back
Anyways it's ya girl
Yapper Anon
YAPPER WE BOTH WATCHED H2O OMG-
I LIVED FOR THAT SHOW AS A KID, THANK YOU FOR THIS DELICIOUS MEAL AND LETTING ME BE A FERAL LIL SHIT-
Honestly I'm imagining this as a mix of Black Pearl Cookie and Sorbet Shark Cookie but ofc Robloxian
READER GETS SHE/THEY Y'ALL
You could be considered somewhat of a mermaid... Except your fish part was that of a shark... Along with scales scattered over your skin and your ears looking more like fins and-
But you could take on a robloxian form to live normally. If you ignore the fact your teeth were still razor sharp-
Didn't seem like Guest and Daisy minded it though, that's probably why they were your only friends. Technically also Charlotte but you doubted she had a single bad bone in her body, that was also why you could never say no to her.
How did it come to this? Well....
It started when you would still wear one of those fashionable masks around to cover your teeth to visit Builder Brother's Pizzaria. You just loved pizza and would always order it with whatever fishy toppings you could get.
Most people would ignore you and just excuse you as some punk when you'd pay the workers with some money you stole without being noticed. Not like you had a home to be traced back to but you looked well off enough so people didn't know you were homeless. You just looked like some punk who would go around spraying graffiti. You thought it was cool.
But one day, little Charlotte decided to notice how you were eating your pizza and excitedly ran up to your table to ask about your teeth, startling both you and her parents. Yeah, that was how your friendship with them started...
You eventually made up some backstory of your parents kicking you out and you struggling to find a job, which was only a half-truth. Sharks did tend to be born independent and don't grow up with parents nor the need for a job but they didn't need to know that. What they did know though, was that they happily accepted you into their home. It honestly shocked you but they had been so kind to you that you couldn't decline. You felt bad not rewarding their efforts and basically became the go-to babysitter for Charlotte, considering she seemed to absolutely love you. It warmed your partially warm-blooded heart and you were absolutely in tears over how cute she was.
Hell, Guest and Daisy didn't even know when they started falling for your unusual charms but they certainly began dropping hints and talking about including a third in their marriage, all while you were being supportive and completely oblivious to the obvious signs.
Hey, you were still half-shark so it was only to be expected that you struggled with emotions. Although... Maybe they didn't need to know that...
It was honestly kinda cute how oblivious you seemed about it. You'd have no problem asking them how polycules even work and supporting their decision but somehow it never clicked why they were telling you this. You figured it was because you lived with them but it never occurred to you that there might be other reasons.
It also never occurred to you why you felt so warm around them. Surely it was just because you were grateful for their kindness... Right-?
"Just be sure to stay safe, [Reader]!" Daisy wished you farewell for now, knowing that you sometimes liked to just take a stroll around and explore. It became a normal thing for you to disappear for a couple hours some nights after Charlotte was settled into bed so your departure wouldn't be interrupted by her using those puppy-dog-eyes to get you to stay.
You just nodded with a chuckle and were practically beaming as you headed to a new lake you had found on your last expedition. You could smell the delicious fish without even touching the water and it made you hungry beyond belief.
Setting aside clothes in a small bag by a large rock, you nearly dove into the water to let the scales cover your most important parts while your legs began to morph into the shark tail you were so familiar with. it nearly reached up to your chest but you thought that just make you look cooler. Kinda like those mermaids Charlotte showed you in one of her storytime books. Oh, if only she could see this form, she'd probably freak out and ask you a million questions...
But this was your alone time. A couple hours to let your instincts take over and seek the thrill of the hunt. The adrenaline that came from how fast you were was deliciously intoxicating but you didn't want to keep your new family waiting.
Wait... New family? Why was that your thought?
No matter, you wouldn't let this matter interfere with your plans as you enjoyed trapping and gnawing the different fishes swimming the lake. It was like a free buffet, how could you deny yourself that?!
Well... Pretty easily it seems by how quickly you scattered to the nearest cave when a boat casted a shadow above you. You were a little confused but something told me there could only be two people on that boat... And it was the last two Robloxians you would want to see in your current form...
Of course it had to be them. Of course it had to be Daisy and Guest. They were the only ones you've told about the lake and if anyone else knew of it, it wouldn't be so overgrown with moss and flora.
Okay, you could probably relax. They didn't know you were here and you can probably just wait until they're gone and-
Why did you just feel a ripple in the water-?
Panicked, you looked out to see a swarm of electric eels attempting to pull Guest down by his arms. Oh... Oh hell no...
Before they could get any deeper down, you charged right at them and swatted them away from Guest before pushing him back towards the boat. Eels really were some annoying pests...
You originally just wanted to bring him back up and disappear back into the water to deal with the eels so you could assert dominance over them but were stopped when Guest managed to grab your arm and lift you out of the water. "[Reader]?!" Him and Daisy exclaimed in unison, shocked at your form as you nervously squirmed in his arms. You were so dead, there was no way they wouldn't-
"Is this why you were so nervous around water?" Daisy asked, surprising you as you suddenly froze up. "Were you afraid how we'd react?"
You weren't exactly sure what to say. Why were they still so gentle with you? why did they act so casual about this?
Regardless, you just nodded and looked down to your tail fin as your ears started folding downwards in slight shame. You didn't even know why you felt so warm in the face even as the two couldn't help but chuckle. "You're adorable, you know that?" Daisy eventually commented, making your head whip around in shock before glancing back at your tail and back at her.
"Adorable?" You asked in disbelief. "I'm quite literally half-shark and you think I'm... Adorable??" You were confused beyond belief, especially when she began to nod in agreement.
"We know you wouldn't harm us. Humans aren't tasty to sharks." Guest spoke calmly behind you. You were surprised he knew about that fact since not many people seemed bothered enough to learn about sharks. "And it certainly would explain the teeth..."
Oh... Right-
You were caught off guard once more when both of them suddenly took to kissing you. One on your neck and one on your forehead as your face turned beet-red. "Wh-what is this?!" You asked as your body suddenly felt much warmer in contrast to the cold night air. "Why does that make me feel so warm and- and happy?!"
You groaned in frustration, only amplified as the two of them began wrapping themselves around you in almost a cuddle pile. "I'm thinking you're describing... Love!" Daisy teased, peppering your face with more kisses and giggling over how shy it seemed to make you as you quickly threw your hands over your face to hide it. "Why is love so fuzzy and warm..." You whined, unsure if you liked the feeling. It was strange and unfamiliar but also interesting and alluring... Maybe the thrill of the hunt could-
Oh wait- you were drying up because of them-
"Clothes- Clothes-!" You panicked, nervously wiggling around as Guest finally let you go and Daisy worked to get her jacket around you like a blanket. "... Thank you..." You muttered in embarrassment, pointing towards the stone where your bag was when Guest asked about it and stealing a peck on your lips as he got himself propped up to steer the boat towards it. You could be called a potato with how red in the face you were and clearly the two enjoyed every second of it while you slowly got used to their affections, even leaning into it or even attempting to mimic them by the time you all decided to head back home.
There would be a lot of explaining to do to Charlotte in the morning and a lot of sick time for Guest...
Honestly the whole "Another creature drags them down" felt more satisfying-
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short names: ysc = your skin colour, yec = your eye colour, HL = hair length
Last year.
you were falling into the void where the crystals were created. You heard your sister/brother/sibling's cries. As you caressed your mom's/dad's/parent's cheek. The fur/skin was enough to make you cry with nostalgia..
"NO!"
"..always with you.." those words you said. Made your gut wrench with despair... their roars, wails, cries. you smiled.. content with how fate is treating you. the fall.. your heart beating slowly.. her/his/their eyes tearing up.. you wiped them as you both were falling.. closing your eyes and nuzzling your face into
their neck.. sniffing their scent. You had a habit of that-
SNAP
It was so quick.. suddenly- you woke up on wooden floor.
"..wha.." you got up slowly. Your legs creaking- your arms gave you sharp stings as you tried to stand up straight- your back felt as if your spine broke. Yet still intact. your eyes were unfocused. trying to look around- you grabbed anything nearby- a candle.
it appeared wooden. Your shimmer coloured/color eyes glanced and remained unstable shakily. Your body ached and stang. you heard the voices of men- no female. that worsened your growing paranorid glaze.
you tried to look for any weapons of yours. On you. Your eyes saw bright blue hair- your eyes met.
your glaze narrowing. His wide. It seems your glazes held something in common. More than two. you've seen hell- been in wars. did horrid things, seen battles. Those distinct memories flashing.
however, the difference from your eyes were
you've killed. A part of yourself Killed. Childhood taken away. near death experiences.
he however, his eyes told differ stories. Ones ptsd could only explain. He fought. He was killed. Childhood forgotten. he saw wars that robloxia depended in. He too was seen as a hero. yet his image was used for other's desire. Without him knowing.
"holy shit!" A man in a fedora yelled. "Who is this woman?!" He said aloud. His glasses falling landing onto the ground. You stepped back. Caution. You felt drained. Drained of your power, your fight, your defiance.
"What- wait- I thought THEY were BETTER THAN THAT!" A man dressed in red and ran toward you. Quick with agility. You luckily slammed the candle onto him. Giving him a quick burn.
god even the afterlife is weird.
Your maniacal laughter didn't kick in. Your chaotic and confident side wasn't glowing instead it dimmed. Heart pounding in your ears.
You saw a man with grey pale skin run toward you, trying to put his hands upon you- on instinct you punched him. Grabbing anything you can out of panic.
breathing unsteady. The blue haired one ran to your side. Quickly pinning you down- somehow stronger than you.. onto your stomach. another too. one with brown hair and yellow skin- what is GOING ON?!
panic seeps through your mindset. A cracked one. Through (reader) then effecting (past name/og name).
you screamed an ugly cry. "RAHHHH!"
you tried to roar, but your vocal cords were breaking. "SHEDLETSKY! HURRY!" The grey skinned man yelled. At the brown haired one. You moved and moved, rolling over. Atop of the other blue haired individual. punching till the brown haired one dragged you away.
You swore you saw isha. Or an illusion of her. and your sibling too. Your older one. Yelling at you- feeling a sudden hard object hit you in the head with a loud
'THONK!'
yelping. Before everything faded away to black. Darkness.
(Elliot's pov)
'holy fuck..' i though to myself.
I mean- it's surprising that THEY. Sent a poor lady here.
they have blue hair like guest's. aside from bluudud. "..what was that.." i said aloud. Speaking my thoughts.
"..goddamn." Chance murmured as we all walked towards her passed out body. "..quick before she gets up and rips us to shreds! Someone get a rope!" Builderman said as he ran out to the basement's entrace.
"I SAID SOMEONE NOT ME." He said with diss appointment. As I turned to glare at 7n7 "how about him. He HAS to make up for being useless-" before I could continue noob said shakily "I-I'll g-go.." noob followed builderman to the basement. I sighed. Helping the others pick up the girl.
she looked as if she was through hell. grabbing a chair, "in 1. 2. 3. LIFT!" Guest yelled as he lifted her from the legs as chance did with her arms, I held the chair.
7n7. Stared at her. Noticing this I glared. tch.
They had blue/your hair colour/ and pale white skin/your skin colour. And those unique (fav colour/perfected hair dye style/ pink hair streak) in their hair. Made my heart flutter. They were colourful.. considering they hit me with a candle. And got tackled down.
cannot blame one.
after all. We reacted the same. Or something THATS encouraging. Wally shit.
(later when you woke up.)
My vision was blurred into one.. I open my eyes. Looking around. As I felt a headache.
"..ack.." i grunt moving my shoulders forth and back. tousling in every way i can before someone grabbed the chair and dragged it to the living room. I was too drained I allowed it to happen.
"..name." A gruff and broken voice says. I saw blue hair locks.. "..(reader/nickname).." silence. It was loud.
"..what type name is that." That person with a fedora grumbles leaning against the edge of the fireplace. On its right. You were in the middle. Table moved to another spot, you were in front of the fireplace.
that blue haired man stared at you. "..I'm guest 1337. Call me guest for short." He stared at your eyes. "..why are we acting buddy buddy now." You said. Glaring.
"Because. We're the only ones here." The man with grey skin says he was standing behind you.
"And how is that." You snicker. "Because. We're a team, if IT. Sent you here? Then you'll either be a pain, help, or something." The man dressed in red retorted.
"you're lying." You glared. "He's really not.. y-you s-see.." they ranted about stuff. Rolling your eyes and head you glance toward a weird guy. With a blue pumpkin for a head. Scoffing you turn your head to him. Draping down. Moving your arm to gesture to him to come closer. He was levitating. Weirdly.. how was that posssible.
"You need me?" (Guys I can't rhyme for SHIT.)
you nod your head. walking to you, rather levitating. His staff held in his grasp standing in front of you.
"so- how do you work?" You stared. Blank. Thinking of ways to get out and find your weapons- or create them.
(later during intros. I'd do it but I wanna skip.)
after finally letting me free I went to sit on the table. Man spreading. Because it made me look cool.
"So that's Shedletsky, the one eating the chicken-" guest said I interrupt him. Confused on what chicken is "What- what's chicken." I said as our eyes met eachothers once again- every ONE WENT SILENT. AND IT WAS LOUD.
"..you don't know what chicken IS?! WHAT! HOW DID YOU LIVE!" The brown haired one yells "NEXT YOU KNOW- THEY DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT PIZZA IS AND BURGERS-" "..are you spitting out nonsense?" I glared.
"oh my TALAMAN."
everyone in said in unison. "NOT EVEN A BLOXY COLA?!" The yellow one yelled.
"..what- no??" I turned to look at someone. For an answer before. A metallic capsule and triangular shaped greasy thing and what I assume is Shedletsky giving me a 'chicken'? I stared at them on a plate.
I ate the food. I didn't care.
I held the end of the chicken. Pulling it in. And taking a loud greasy and tasty 'MUNCH!' I held back my hums. I nearly swayed. The meat texture. The fried skin that fell out of your mouth, the crumbs aten. Eating all of the meat, and leaving a bone.
I then moved toward the triangle. A long triangle. Taking a bite at the sharp end which really wasn't sharp, it was cheesy, saucey- I didn't know what was flooding to your taste buds but it was greasy, tasted like cheese-heaven that held no mercy. Groaning at the taste.. "ohhh goodddd-" spilled from my lips as I ate more. Chewing and chewing, taking bites and bites. My eyes fluttering. A moan of contentment came from my lips. It was greasy, but it tasted good.
The crust or rather what the red dressed man called it was to die for, it was cheesy and stretchy! Moving it far as I can before the stretch broke. Making me scramble to eat it quickly, the thing is the foods were SOOO WARM! unlike Zaun. Cold rotting foods. With no proper materials.
After finishing the chicken and 'pizza slice' I tried to drink out of the metallic capsule- the yellow one helped me open it, quickly opening with a
SIZZZ!!!!!!
seeing the bubbles. I downed it down immediately- guest rushing to my side. Sizzles against my tongue and well.. sugar. Happened. Making me smile. Reminiscing. The days me and isha ate together..
she'd love this.
Love the flavour..
oh isha...
I drank it all and sit it aside. Guest was patting my back.
"anyway- im Shedletsky. call me sheds for short!" The brown haired and yellow one says crossing his arms. "Im builderman, i build sentries and.. more." The pale grey skinned one says. Crossing his arms. "I plan for the rounds and such. More.."
"👋🙋💥🤙💣🚗〰️" the one in a black robe had those emojis float on top his head. Weird- THATS REALLY WEIRD.
"I-im n-noob.." the yellow skinned one says shyly.
"dusekarr" the pumpkin one says. "Elliot." The red dressed one says. "And that is chance." He points at the one with the fedora flipping a coin. Making me scoff. "..and that one.. in the corner.. his name is 7n7... I advise you to stay away.. and that one? Over there?" He gestures to the black haired one. THATS holding a blade. That made me creeped out. Weirdly enough. "his name is two time. NEVER ACCEPT HIS INVITE FOR YOU TO JOIN THE SPAWN." You side eyed him. So hard. You huffed out of boredom.
(Your first round)
I had weeks to prepair, during those weeks, i and builderman bonded. VERY DEEP!
We both liked to build/invent/create or whatev.
My hair grew out. LONG TO REBRAID IT. and for my signature style. it was weird. Becoming jinx/nickname again. I made my weapons, my machine gun, explosives, tricks.
(info. You cost 120$, description 'escaped from the arcane, died from the fall, yet still cracked. Powder/reader still alive, beating and alive in their own way. difficulty; ☆☆★★★ health: 1000/1000, stamina 5000, Stamina lose per sec 20 stamina lose per block 11. Stam gain per sec 50. abilities
"mouser!" you throw a mouser, which extracts pink powerful powder into the air. Stunning the killer for 3 sec and causing blindness II. Including surivors. That are too close. Two charges cooldown: 23 secs
"AAAAHHHH!" An anguish muffled cry by water. you will be immune to poison water, it's either a passive or activated. No charges and no way to activate it on your own, it comes randomly. It's limited only can be granted once
"..you're perfect.." silco's voice. Once activated you will go berserk. Maniacal and unstable. Your machine gun won't stop shotting hallucations are easy to spot you can tell the difference, but if used more than two times, the illusions will get too real you'll lose 100 percent health. No cooldown. Three charges.
"I ONLY WANTED TO HELP!" You will throw a the hex stone onto the ground. You cannot aim it. it can one shot the killer, one shot a group and yourself. Cannot be predicted. It's too small to see. The explosion will be at least one mile long. Good luck escaping.
"Still DONT get huh? Sis/bro/sibs Im ALWAYS WITH YOU! Even if we're worlds apart." A dummy of vi/sibling will appear and you both will go against the killer ruthlessly. One of you dies in the end. Appears in LW/P/MS (last woman/man/person standing)
passives!
you constantly have hallucation IV. your not swift but if you're level 100. Aka maxed out, you're prob op. you will always have voice lines that are traumatic whisper in your ears whenever near death, you always see isha's silhouette. Even in the cabin.
when explosives explode. You're immediately on cooldown.
also, here's the buffs, you're fast enough to out run c00lkid. You literally can kill a survivor/killer with the hexstone. You only have a stash on you. And your machine gun can stun the killer alongside your pistol. You can last the longest with 1x4.)
guest and I actually.. have abit in common. Noob, Elliot, shed are the ones who cook for me. Sadly enough.. two time and I are the same in a few ways. Maniacal- and the others are like my friends.. somehow.
we're sticking together. They say it's hell here.. but I've been through worse- I was interrupted from my thoughts.
This rounds killer is.. 1X1X1X1X1X1X1X
I was sat down playing with my braids. (BRAIDS CAN BE FEMININE AND MASCULINE. FIGHT ME.) The rings in them to be precise. Lifting it up and admiring it in the moonlight and chewing on it. When suddenly- a loud booming voice yelled. "I PRESENT YOU. MASS INFECTION!" Swiftly i scrambled onto my feet and ran to the side. Slipping. Quickly reaching behind my back, unclippijg the straps around the machine gun from my back. I narrowed my glaze. The toxic pink in my eyes glowing at the person- they wore a neon crown, with a red glowing star as an eye. Shimmering dangerously
i stared at the star. My knees buckling on instinct. "YOU!-" the person tried to run toward you- before. You tried to shoot the machine gun- it was jammed all the sudden- out of panic and desperation, I threw it at the person and dashed for it. Long braids trailing behind me. the person couldn't reach up, sad enough to say.
"HA!" I laughed Running towards one of the survivors stopping my run.
"hey builder, do you have a sentry set up or- like a gun machine?" "..uh yeah? Why yo-"
"GET BACK HERE!"
"..im guessing you met.. 1x4." Builderman grabs my hand- running towards his gun machines.
that had many sentries set up.
It was pink. And felt.. wet.
"THIS- IS MASS INFECTI-" they proceed to get shot 57 times.
I sprinted away as builder man built another gun machine.
It was a carnival, red and all, i sigh. Missing my shayla
(OUR SHAYLAAAA)
remembering her face.. was enough to make my shimmer infested tears form. Walking away continuing to explore. Finding a gen. Or what they call it. I began to work. On my knees working in the cords, making me frustrated i kicked it- BOOM! ITS DONESOO
"Huh.. that's.. nice?" Walking away I went to go find other generators. Now at a birthday room. Or what it's called.
(Guest)
weeks.. weeks ago.. was when I met this.. person.. jinx/nickname/reader. Our blue hair was what we had in common. Their pink hair streak charmed me abit. When they said they were experienced with kids made the butterflies I had in my stomach fly. Arise and flap their wings of emotion, love, cowardice..
I felt weird under their glaze. Under their eyes. Under their presence that is pure. So lucked to meet them.. the spectre brought a blessing. We've been through the worst, fought in battles. Unlike them. I wasn't murderous.. or that traumatized. parents dead, died in battle, in contentment, blue, pale. So much alike.. they loved trinkets and dinkets as for i? I loved how they talked their heart off...
their beauty was outstanding. More beautiful than Lillie's of the valleys of glory, and the paths gods have created. More beautiful than the Milky Way, eyes so pink.. the prettiest of pinks would envy their eyes.. the purples glints betray their flaws.
their hair felt softer than a lambs wool. Fluffier than a fluffed cat, eleganter than old times rhymes, pianos would stop just to hear them speak aloud with confidence. Their lousy and chaotic side more alluring than a moth to a light. Longing for the warmth of their hands.. crazy or not.. the spectre brought us an angel of beauty, and chaos.. one that welds the strongest and craziest yet wildest trinkets.
Goddamnit.. reader.. oh you.. just you alone was enough for me to die.. on the inside..
You were his pink.. he was your blue.. both meant for each other in history.. yet reversed nowadays. Oh darlin'.. darlin'..
if you knew.. he'd feel the most guilt ever meant for the most cruelest beings. Bags and bags he'd help you carry. Your trickery was intriguing.
those weeks.. were rollercoasters of love and longing.. and needince..
yet- greed cannot overtake this war veteran.. yes he may weld battles scars.. but your tattoos oversway him.. when we he braids your hair.. he feels like heaven is closer than ever..
never before.. has he felt this type of love.. oh.. reader.. oh reader..
yes your experiments were scary.. loud and blasting.. exploding and on fire.. yet you made him feel free.. and young again.. and again.. yet- he wished he was the one.. the one for you.. and the one you need and deserve.. making him feel sadness.. yet he carried on.. if you left him.. alone or abandoned him..
he wouldn't know how to exist.. he forgot how to depend onto himself.. not you.. everything- his everything was you.. you getting hurt would set him off.. him alone.. your body seems frail.. you're faster than anything, faster than a heartbeat, faster than an arrow-
"GUEST- GODDAMNIT- FUCKING HELP!" Chance yells at guest snapping him out of his thoughts.
(Guest's pov. Seriously.)
I charged at 1x. With a war cry. "RAGHHH!" Loud as I can. Memories flashing. Fading away.
this was their first round..
Stunning 1x. It led to a punch afterward. Running toward where I assume (reader) was. there.. there they were.. elegant.. beautiful.. pretty.. and breathtaking as ever.. their braids trailing behind them.. looking up at the moon..
"..reader..?" I muster up. "..yea?" They reply turning around. I could've had a heart attack..
"You alright..?"
"Yeah- why?"
"..no reason.. no reason at all."
"Okaay?" They chuckled. Their giggles were worth to die for.
the timer ticked. "..so you find out your abilities?" I stared at her eyes
"No."
(time skip currently. Your pov)
years ago I came here. In forsaken, confused. Yet good. I didn't understand. Never did to begin with..
but what I knew was.. survival was all. I remember my first death. Caused by John Doe.
Guest, Elliot we were a trio. Blue, pink, orange. Builder man was a mentor on how to test trinkets and make sure they're Not whacky.
I found out my abilities.. months after being here. Yet a few killers admired.. my chaos.. I left behind.
yet- I always see her.. her.. isha...
sure I've stood in one place.. whenever I saw her.. illusion. I throw the stones..
..why am I like this..
WHY. WHY DO I HAVE TO DO THIS- WHY DO I HAVE. TO. ENDURE THIS ANYMORE LONGER.
BRING ME BACK TO THE HELLS I RESIDED-
"..reader.. mustn't i ask.. why your like this.. tell me your story reader.." dusekarr stared at my eyes. As I sat on the table. Knees in front of my chest.
"..where I come from.. theres two parts of the world. One rich and lucky. HA- hah.. it was called piltover. Oh pilities. With their damn gold. And marble tiles. however- the other dark, gloomy, sad and exposed to the bad.. called Zaun.."
(GUYS IM WORKING ON IT OK?! I JS LET YALL HAVE SNEAKPEAKS NOW PLEASE BLOW UP IN LIKE FUCKN THREE WEEKS!)
