Your last post made me think that the killers now have to avoid being stunned, otherwise the survivors will always take advantage of them and team up to tickle them the rest of the round LOL
I wonder how the specter feels about them tickling each other instead of killing
Enjoy this art guys heheheheheee......I haven't posted art in a while
semi serious announcement(actually not very serious) does anyone wanna be friends with me 🥺🥹 im very nice just shoot me a dm yayyy we can be friends (i WILL bother you /hj :)
pshh no i would never write evil ler 1x are you crazy (this wont be the only time)
(this is a sfw tickle fic! if you don't like it don't read it)
“Hm. Well, I did warn you.”
words: 2,067
ler!1x1x1x1, lee!c00lkidd, lee!bluudud
summary: c00lkidd and bluudud steal 1x’s crown, she gets them back for it.
A frustrated growl echoed about the living room of the dull cabin, before falling flat with a soft huff– undoubtedly from the green powerhouse of a killer who had been searching around nonstop for her domino crown for the last half hour. On top of that, she also clearly refused to ask for help finding it, only becoming more agitated the longer the search went on. John Doe, who was simply idling on the couch, had eventually figured that she had to be looking for something. But it was weird for sure. 1x never misplaced objects. Ever. This especially applied to her belongings.
“Doe, do you know where my crown is?” Eventually, she folded. Her voice was rough, and coated with a tired irritation.
Doe slightly grinned at the question. “I don’t, but” The grin changed into more of a grimace, “I have an idea on where it could be.”
“Spit it out, then.”
Wow, how grateful…
John crossed his arms, as his eyes narrowed. Despite the sharpness of the demand, he divulged the information anyway. “I have the right to believe the kids may have it.”
The suggestion elicited a continuous, clicky growl. 1x’s face tilted downwards, and her hair fell in front, casting a small shadow over her eyes. A survivor might just die on the spot if they got that look, but it only got a flat expression from Doe.
“Oh no they didn’t . I told them not to touch my stuff.”
By ‘the kids’, it was obviously just C00l and Bluu. Priincess would always tell 1x about the survivor gossip, somehow. She still questioned how the pink child even got that information… but nonetheless, Priincess wouldn’t be interested in stealing her crown.
“Oh come on. When was the last time you’ve heard this house so silent?”
They both quieted for a moment, to honor Doe’s question. There was some faint shuffling in another room, and the scraping noise of a blade being sharpened in a different one. The point? It was completely absent of the loud screeching and laughter that usually tainted each crevice of the cabin. Maybe they had just been enjoying the silence so much they didn’t realize why it was so quiet.
1x had a hard time admitting when other people were right, so instead of any acknowledgement of the corrupted killer being correct, she only looked away, walking over to a nearby table. One of her hands, or better described as dull claws, loosely gripped one Daemonshank. She raised it only slightly off the table it had been on, before letting it clatter back down as she heard a disapproving hum behind her.
“1x, please don’t.” John tried to be convincing, “It’s not worth it, and think about it. If you go in there with a sword, the blue one might just make fun of you. You know how they are.”
“ Fine. ” She growled out, shifting a claw through the top of her hair, before dragging it down her face. “Hm. I suppose you’re right about that last part. I do know how they are…”
John Doe scoffed, quietly– somehow missing the slight unserious and playful shift in tone from the other. He swore the only time that glowstick would acknowledge someone else was if it was about them…
“Just… be nice, okay? Don’t hurt them, or anything.”
“I won’t.” It was unspecified, but that answer was to both requests.
Intentionally loud footsteps trailed down a hallway, before stopping in front of a specific door. Of course, she didn’t even bother to knock, simply grasping the doorknob and shoving it open. The loud noise of the door hitting against the wall echoed throughout the cabin. Initially, she ignored the two children in favor of looking around the room for her crown. Maybe, just maybe she could find it without any conflict. It was obvious they hid it– the look on their faces easily gave away the fact they had haphazardly done so directly before 1x opened the door. After not finding her prized object within her first glance, her eyes snapped to C00lkidd and Bluudud.
“You have exactly one chance to give me my crown back.”
C00lkidd gave the expected childish response, “Crown? What crown?”
And Bluudud went with something more.. Well. “Or what, battery acid ?” Always digging a hole for himself, it seems.
1x narrowed their eyes, reaching back to grab the door handle of the room, before gently dragging it closed in contrast to the harshness of the way she opened it. Trapping people came easy to her, with all the practice she had gotten. She didn’t need actual traps like John Doe to herd survivors right where she wanted them.
She gave them another chance, even though she knew it would have zero outcome. “I was nagged to be merciful. Just hand it over, it’s not that difficult.”
Nothing. Well, nothing except a short giggle from C00lkidd, and a snicker from Bluudud. 1x expected this type of response anyway, it was typical for the two.
“Hm. Well, I did warn you.” 1x takes a step closer. Clearly, the kids weren’t intimidated, because neither moved.
“Pshh, what are you gonna do without a sword?” Bluudud asked, still laughing directly at her face.
1x let her hair fall over her face. “Who says I need a sword?” She raised a hand, rubbing her slightly dull but pointed fingers against each other.
“You’re not gonna claw us apart” Bluudud stated, like he knew it. Which he did.
“No, I’m not.” She gave a short laugh, cutting it off with a hum. They were making this too simple, just sitting there for her. How foolish– if only the survivors were this easy. “But I am going to do something simila-”
“RUN!” C00lkidd suddenly squealed, right in Bluudud’s ear. The blue teen flinched back from the noise.
C00lkidd had recognized 1x’s tone and actions from the games he had played with his dad. Multiple times, C00l would hide something, or maybe get found after a game of hide n’ seek... “SHE'S GONNA TICKLE US-”
1x scoffed. “... Hm, wow. Looks like the red one is more observant than you are.” 1x noted, the remark obviously directed at Bluu. She took another step.
Bluudud was up in seconds, no further explanation needed. “ ‘Us’? Hahah, uh… no. Bye loser!” He skidded past 1x, before opening the door and promptly ditching C00lkidd.
The ‘cold-hearted’ killer didn’t even bother trying to grab Bluu before he ran out the door, only turning to watch him leave. She would catch him later, anyway– it was funny. There were so many parallels to the rounds. Someone would have to ditch another, but it was all for nothing; they all got caught in the end. She turned back to C00lkidd, with an amused tone. One could even describe it as ‘evil’.
“Well, isn’t that unfortunate, hm?”
“Hold on 1x- eheh- we can talk??” C00lkidd suggested, childishly. The answer? Obviously no, that opportunity had passed. Didn’t even need to be said.
1x watched as the red child stumbled back, tripping over and falling. Despite being a killer, the kid still had the average clumsiness of a ten year old when panicked. It was a little endearing. As she knelt down on the floor beside him, a part of her wondered if the survivors would be as entertaining if she tried something like this on them.
“Ohh… where first…” Her eyes narrowed in slight amusement when the kid started giddily tittering, even though she quite literally hadn’t even touched him yet.
“Waihait! Waiiiit–”
It was something about the fact that the kid didn’t even try to get up.
“You’re used to this, aren’t you?” She commented, voice monotone as she scribbled a hand up and down C00lkidd’s sides. What she got in return was priceless - a giggle fit, and absolutely futile squirming. Clearly, her claws weren’t only good for ripping people apart. It was pleasing that they were dull enough for this.
Despite being inexperienced with this type of ‘attack’, her methodical personality made it easier to see what worked. She tried a mix of squeezing and skittering in different spots, but to be honest, everything was kind of the same. The kid was just ticklish all over the place. C00lkidd pushed at her arms and writhed, but each time he would shove, she either ignored it, or pushed back.
Through childish squeals, C00l tried offering the crown’s location. “OHOne eHEHex! ThEHE CROHOWN IHIS IHIN THEHE-”
“...Save it.” 1x thought for a moment, still randomly throwing in pokes. The original objective was to get the crown, but… after being taunted like that?
“I still need to get the blue one. Speaking of…” 1x let the poor kid go as she stood up. Even afterwards, C00l kept giggling and rolling over.
“I’ll be back. You stay there.” 1x stated, moving towards the door, which had been carelessly thrown open a minute or two ago.
1x left the room, walking out from the hallway. The cabin wasn’t that big– there was a hallway downstairs and upstairs, and a main room. It also didn’t have any loops, so there wasn’t much place for Bluudud to go or run. Such was probably the reason why she saw the older kid in question peeking out from behind one of the couches, supposedly hiding.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, before the streamer got up and bolted. Unfortunately, he only made it to the stairs before getting snatched. The other killer had caught up faster than he could even react, wrapping an arm around him and pushing him to the floor– not hard enough to hurt, but enough to shock him. Unlike with C00lkidd, 1x didn’t give any time for processing, simply going straight for the kill. Doe wasn’t even in the main room anymore, but 1x was sure he could hear the screech that came out of Bluu right then. Probably Jason as well, even though he’d been basically absent all day aside from the rounds.
She taunted the kid, while running both her claws down either side of him. “No wonder you keep losing your chases. You’re terrible at running.” The insult was exaggerated, but it still baited the other into a response.
“NOHO I’M NO-” He probably would have cursed 1x out, if not for the squeaking that left him without his permission after 1x clawed gently near his underarms.
“Hm, so one of you squeals, and the other squeaks. How silly.” She continued to claw there, seeing as it had an effect.
“I aHAM NOHOT SILLYEHE”
“ Very silly,” 1x insisted. She had to use a hand to pin the kid down, since Bluu kept trying to get up, while folding in on himself at the same time. “In fact, all of what you just did was silly. Taunting me, thinking you could run from me… thinking you can steal something of mine and get away with it..”
“Or maybe you didn't think that, who knows? I see way too many foolish things from you to assume you think at all…”
“SAHAYS YOHOu-”
1x scoffed. "Well, yes. You're the one pathetically screeching on the floor, not me." She grinned as she got an incomprehensible complaint in response.
At this point, the teasing was doing most of the work. 1x found it entertaining how the kid tried to respond back to each insult, only to just laugh. What did Bluu call it? ‘Ragebaiting’?
She became bored pretty quickly, though. Still a little worn out from the rounds, probably. Although the killer would never admit that. She was never tired. Ever. Oh, and she didn't misplace objects. Right.
“So, my crown..?” The ruthless manifestation slowed a bit, just for an answer.
Bluudud paused, indicating just how reluctant the response was. “Ihin the closehet…”
“Oh, perfect. See, that wasn’t that difficult, right?” She let an amused smile rest on her face, standing up. It didn’t come as a surprise when she didn’t receive a response. Leaving the now practically exhausted teen on the floor, she stalked off to the hallway.
. . .
She looked over the domino crown before fitting it back on her head. There were fingerprint smudges in the wrong places now, but. Those could be cleaned off. Maybe she’d force one of her minions to do it.
