Okay, Two Time, i'm gonna explain what this term 'Yume' means to you. Yumeshipping is a phenomenon in fandom surrounding the fictional characters, when people start shipping themselves, their self inserts or their own ocs with said fictional characters, whether that in romantic, platonic or familal sense.
“I see.”
The cultist pauses before speaking again.
“Why would I not be okay with it? It isn’t like I’m a fictional character or anything..! Whatever you ‘ship’ is your business.”
007n7 spawns into the map, the same distressed expression plastered onto his face like a mask. He had gotten quite used to it. Like muscle memory, he began to input some things onto his GUI.
While 007n7 couldn't directly affect the properties of himself, other survivors, and the killer, he could get some details from his c00lgui, like the health of a specific survivor or... the name of the killer.
local killer = game.Workspace.killer
print(killer.Value)
-> Two Time
He blinks a couple times, even checking the script again.
"...Wha...?"
-> @findfirstchild
Lol i forgot i didnt put their real name into the system losers you don’t get to know their full name
Two Time sits cross-legged at the killer spawn, humming, they glance over at the med-kit that had spawned near them briefly before returning to their song.
“Oh dear Spawn, may you let me show my companions the correct way through life, to guide them to your salvation..!”
What do you mean they’re in their second round RIGHT NOW? I GOTTA SEE THIS!!
Uh
Do they know what they need to do?—Ohh…I’m sure they’ll figure it out. They can’t just starve, can they?
Two Time is curled in the corner of the dining room area in Horror Hotel, trembling.
“No…No sto—Stop…”
They can’t hurt their team. They can’t. They just
But
They’re so hungry. They’ve been hungry. They need the metallic taste of blood to stain their mouth—
No.
They must refrain. To protect their teammates. Their friends.
TW SH depicted
They need to do something. They need to stop themselves, a distraction—something—
…
They’ve done it before, it’ll be fine…
The cultist slips off their gloves, revealing scarred skin—in harsh, deliberate patterns of lines, going from their wrist to near the end of their forearm under the elbow.
And they grab their dagger.
And they carve their sins out of themselves yet again.
It burns, but they deserve to feel this pain. They deserve it for not giving into the Spawn’s word. For not helping more. For failing Amarah.
@v33-r0n-1k-4 @wizard-of-the-winds You should comfort them guys,, they will bite but is okay,,
it was that child c00lkidd. he approached you with excitement, waved his hand hurriedly.
you look a little different. but it’s okay! papa said looks don’t matter! we can still be friends!! do you know my name? i’m c00lkidd! the coolest kid on the block!
he expectantly reached out his hand to shake.
@cl1ck-4-speed
“Oh…Hello, child…”
They’re a little unnerved by the monsterkidd approaching them, but they try not to make it obvious.
Run. Live.
“How are you..?”
Reminder Two Time is 5’3 and c00l IS 10 FEET TALL I’M GIGGLING THEY HAVE TO LOOK UP AT THE KIDD
i wonder when you ll start . we simply can t wait for you to put on a spectacle of a show .
“Excuse me?”
They can’t wait to get back to the survivor lobby. The killer lobby has too many people who make their adrenaline spike for no reason, even if the assistant has told them that the killers are blessed by the Spawn and are trying to get the survivors to repent by tiring them into understanding.