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"You wanna scare some Elsen's on Halloween?"

"HOW ABOUT NAH BITCH!" He slides into an item. Perfect a bomb. He holds it for a good few seconds before tossing it at Shadow. "NOW TAKE THIS!" #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

Oh, he absolutely was not letting that happen. He purposely starts putting himself in front of Shadow so he wouldn't be able to pass. Honking hjs train horn too for good measure #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"AH FUCK YOU!" He swerves to try and avoid it but failed, causing him to spin out. He corrects his steering, laying on the horn in anger.

"HAH! YOU'D WISH HE WAS COOKIES!" Smirks and puts his hand on the horn. Again. #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"THE BATTER" And he was not going to elaborate #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"OH FUCK OFF! AT LEAST I DON'T NEED TO RELY ON MACHINES TO FIGHT FOR ME!" #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

He lays on the train horn in response and holds up a middle finger #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"Now selling earplugs for only 30 credits. I'm feeling generous today." #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"HOW ABOUT YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF!" And he lays on that damn horn more #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"What the fuck. Did he call her kitten, did she call herself kitten? You know what. Fuck ya'll" He lays on the horn to try and scare everyone #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

"Because I love scaring people!" And another long blare of the train horn. #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

And he honks at everyone. . . Why the fuck does a Ford F150 have a train horn? But he immediately puts it into gear and was off. #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

He's downing an energy drink, praying he won't fall asleep behind the wheel like an idiot. He hadn't been able to properly sleep. He prepares himself for the race, making sure his truck had the 90's rock blaring #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

Bro being in his Ford F150 zoned out as he drove. Loud rock music playing from the speakers. #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

He has zoned out while driving. Just existing. In true Third fashion. He just had some puppet strings press down on the gas pedal. #𝐂𝐖𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐗

He looks at The Batter. His calm look hid the disgust he felt. "Third." He crossed his arms. He didn't like this.

He sighed, looking at the sky before nodding, adjusting his sleeves. "Indeed. . . Especially after seeing what happened in the Purified Zone 2. . ."

𝕊𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕔 𝕀𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ℂ𝕠𝕓.

He's hiding on the roof. Making sure the Secretaries couldn't get to him. Terrified. He hoped somebody would come. Come and help him. Get rid of the Secretaries.

"THIS WORLD IS SCULPTURED BY GODS INCLUDING ME!" Mr. Enoch has come to rule.

"Why am I the one who has to do this?" "Anyways are you a part of the OFF verse? Would you like to interact with other OFF verse members?" "Then you're in luck. Like this post or something and you'll be invited to a server with other OFF People or something. I'm just the publicity guy."

~Steve~ An Elsen alone in a purified world. Running from the pain. Always on edge. Do you knock on his bunker? > Yes No [Loading. . . .]

antares I've made an executive decision to go back to Courage for now I'll flip back to the Vessel if need be for the end of the Roaring if and when and only if and when Key's in a safe position to continue that stuff But for now Pink dog time :>

". . . . I hate the Batter."

"Why am I the one who has to do this?" "Anyways are you a part of the OFF verse? Would you like to interact with other OFF verse members?" "Then you're in luck. Like this post or something and you'll be invited to a server with other OFF People or something. I'm just the publicity guy."

“They ask if I fell far. But how far can ash carry an apple?” Pinch, an Echo of a legacy of destruction. The batter is gone, but the innings continue A daughter who fell only after the orchard was gone. An echo wandering where even silence has ended. A Refreshing Take From The 🌊Oasis☀️

Slimey Okay I think once rules are put down and directory set up, I'll allow those of us in the OFF verse in

Slimey What if I made a server for us OFF rpers. . . I'd need some help setting it up but. . .

+ If you can’t donate, that’s fine, but if you could at least spread the word, I’d greatly appreciate it. Here’s the link for anyone who wants to donate. gofund.me/3ae043c5

Slimey It has begun

Slimey What if I made a server for us OFF rpers. . . I'd need some help setting it up but. . .

[ She's thinking to herself. She seems confused about something... ] [ 💭 How odd... There's a spectre in the Nothingness. How did it even get there?... ]

". . . Weird. . ." He had also noticed. He was thinking. Making a spectremite bump into a wall over and over. Sonthat's he new fly- honestly good for him. "How'd a spectre get in the nothingness?"

Scratching his cheek. He ran out of flies to bonk into the window.

". . . I don't think us puppeteers have meetings."

Someone help him. He's at 30 flies dead in a pile now. Continuously making them bonk into the window.

". . . People like this? I don't see why. It's a waste of energy. All it is is a good stretch. . ."

slimey Remember, Third will be singleship only.

He's on the 10th fly he's making fly into the window. Bro is very bored.

He was bored. Really bored. To the point of making a fly bump into a window bored.

slimey Remember, Third will be singleship only.

". . . ." Holds up shiny rock.

". . . He's a puppet you could say."

". . . Just dealing with a Batter. That's all."

He just shrugs.

He just remained quiet. Laying still. Seems he wasn't one to talk much.

". . . . Third."