💠𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭? This is a comic dedicated to an Alternate Universe, following an alternate ending to SA2 where Sonic loses the final battle. Fifteen years later, Shadow comes looking for him with the intent to avenge the earth's loss in the name of Maria.
allow me to introduce you to the edge of sanity, where the infatuation of your beloved isn't fleeting; it's all consuming, knowing no bounds, for there is no line they wouldn't cross for you.
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Hiii I saw you were taking Regretevator requests so may I ask for some Infected x Reader perhaps?? Ty!! 🫶
“Huh..?”
Since you didn’t ask for anything specific I’m super sorry if you didn’t want this ●︿●
Summery; Infected enters elevator, confusion ensues, y’all figure it out for the most part
OR
Being unable to understand Infected due to his typing quirks, but y’all chill despite the lack of communication
“” = Reader
“” = Infected
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() = Translation
Nawt proofread cuz I’m tired lmao
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RandomUsername23 queued up “Infected Apartment”
“Hey, what floor is that? I’ve never heard about it before.” You question the person you were idly chatting with, being positioned at the back wall, wishing to better understand the context of the floor.
“The Infected Apartment? Meh…it’s better to just see it,” they responded back, tossing a snowball in their hands before throwing it at one of the players nearby.
“Oh, alright!” You turn towards the elevator door waiting for it to open.
7,6,5,4,3,2,1,0
The doors open to, expectedly, an apartment. You noticed the scattered items across the floor, some pillows, baskets, and even arm chairs. You glanced around noticing a tv playing a Robloxian version of Mii Maker, but the open door catches your attention. Hesitantly you walk further outside the dormitory, arriving in a hallway, you take note of the same scattered items lying about as well. All your fellow travelers had long since ran off in different directions, but that’s fine.
CLOSE THE VALVES: 1/12
“What does that even mean- OW!” You feel a sudden prickly sensation on your arm, “what the…” You see a small pink residue left on your arm, wiping at it does nothing.
You turn towards the wall, noticing a checkered pink and black goo-like substance on the wall, “that’s…something”
You feel something brush behind you, turning around you notice the back of a person walking towards the elevator. A player? A visitor?
“Um, whatever let’s figure out how to complete this floor…obviously close the valves but how? And where to look…”
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CLOSE THE VALVES: 12/12
You’re not sure if this floor was decent or a nightmare, but you did stumble across an arcade machine and had fun punching a baby. Very nice gameplay, would play again.
The all to familiar force was pushing you back towards the elevator. Clearly getting impatient with waiting for the group to head back, and simply dragging you back to the elevator. You’re not entirely sure what the force was, or even how it was able to cause such a drastic effect on everyone. None the less you find yourself back in the elevator, staring at the closing doors.
The floor was definitely a new experience, and had a change in pace for you, had it not been for the weird damaging disease you might have mistaken the place as a simple resting spot. The thought of the pink and black checkered goop had you checking your arm once more. It didn’t sting anymore, but the small pinkish spot had grown throughout your entire arm; luckily it only made your arm pink and stopped spreading after.
Maybe you’d ask DrRETRO or maybe even Bive…actually you’re unsure if Bive is really a logical choice to make. Either way you look around, noticing the elevators doors had opened once more. Glancing out your met with the Floor labeled “Glorp’N Go”, normally you’d be happy to take a stop at one of the many stores. Unfortunately you weren’t really in the mood for buying anything, and had been saving up your coins.
You look towards the left corner (Front left corner if unclear) wishing to talk with Split, someone who had entered the elevator awhile ago. You begin to cite your- oh wait, it appears they had left the elevator sometime when you weren’t looking. Damn.
Frowning slightly, you deciding to shift into the corner seeing as no one was occupying it. It talked you to register the man in the diagonal position of you (bottom right corner), but it was definitely a new face.
You look at them suspiciously, confused who they are, if you had to guess it was probably the guy that was heading towards the elevator on the “Infected Apartment” Floor. (No shit Sherlock, I’m sorry that was mean.) They blinked at you, you blinked at them.
“Soo…what’s ya name…” You awkwardly shuffle your feel as you ask them
“W311z, n4m3z 1s 1n73ct3d!” (Wellz, name is infected) He replied rather abruptly, but despite this you couldn’t entirely understand her…
“Wait what?”
“1n73ct3d!” (Infected)
“Hu-huh?”
“1n73ct3d dud35” (Infected dudez)
“Infected? Like Infection?? Never-Nevermind. Ya like cheese?” You give up trying to understand them.
“5ur3z!” (Surez!)
Guessing that was confirmation, you walk over and shift yourself next to them, breaking off some cheese and handing it to her while you munch down on it.
“Yummers” You mumble mainly to yourself, eating the cheese in nibbles.
“4w350m3!! ur 50 ch1ll m4n!” (Awesome!! Ur so chill man!)
“Yep…” You reply awkwardly, unsure what it was he said, but it seemed nice.
“Names, [Reader]. Nice to meet ya” You shift your gaze back towards Infected before glancing up at the screen displaying the counter. It seems you were so absorbed in the conversation with Infected you didn’t notice the floor had ended, whatever. A new floor will be starting soon. 10,9,8,7…
-> <<New Achievement Unlock!>>
~> “C0mmun1c4t10n 15 b0r1ng 4nyw4y5”
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Dude I did nawt know how to do Infecteds dialogue…
And it’s currently 11:40pm when I have benchmarks tmrw for my Spanish and math classes. God I hate Spanish I’m literally nawt making it till Q4 I’m at a C+ Rn and don’t understand anything!! Literally so done, and this is my first year of Spanish, I need another year of it for college. Tweaking tf out rn I can’t do this anymore.
Edit: I got a 66% on the Spanish test. The things I do instead of studying for that god awful class UmU
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