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Hungry ass bitch !!!!!! Stop eating toons!!!!!!

LEAVE ME ALONE GODDAMN

[abulboftheshattered]

you know who else bit a piece of you

you were just bitten by multiple rats. i don't think you would really need medkit right now... but you should wash off the wounds first. rats could carry multiple diseases with them -🌘

@2-toons-2-twists

" ..I've been bitten?? " [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo steadily asks, touching his head and wincing a little. Yeah, he's been bitten.. Hope he doesn't get rabies! " ..Oohh. Okay-- thanks for telling me, Astro.. "

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[ he ' s out of it ' s sight , thank fuck . ]

[ the twisted held the piece of his leg in her hands , opening it ' s mouth . sharp and pointy teeth are quite visible . ]

[ she brought the piece closer to her mouth , eating it with a crunch . from there , it got back up on it ' s feet before wandering elsewhere . ]

[ it seemed pleased . cake really is a wonder ]

[ 🍰 ] ~ Step, step.. Out he goes from the elevator. Smells of ichor and dust already. Cosmo trots to a machine, spinning the wheel as he focuses. No twisteds he’s spotted yet, that’s good.. And no duplicate of himself, either. Push, a skill check down. He hated those skill checks. He really did, but at least he had this ‘thinking cap’ to help with his reaction speed. [ 🍰 ] ~ Ding.. Another painful 3 more to go. Picking up tapes, avoiding capsules.. The usual. He hears creaking, rustling. It makes him a little frightened, but paying no mind, he continues. Another machine, turn, turn.. That’s a Twisted version of Tisha. All these duplicates were so eerie seeing, especially if it was the Toon themself. There’s Boxten.. [ 🍰 ] ~ He sighs, finishing the second machine. Just keep on going, he tells himself. Picking up tapes, items, and being occasionally chased by Twisteds was like a rinse and repeat process. Before he knew it, the first floor was done. Thoughts swiveled around his head, watching as he took a Pop from Dandy’s shop, not even knowing what he was doing. Cosmo’s on autopilot as he thinks. [ 🍰 ] ~ “ Is Poppy okay? Is Sprout doing well?“ Several thoughts, but he snaps out of it as he drives himself onto a machine. Cosmo finishes the machine, 3 left to go, even more floors to go and Twisteds to dread. [ 🍰 ] ~ Minutes later, he sighs. Already reaching floor 6, and already struggling. The doors open, and he hears the familiar sound of short circuiting– Before he could even think, the lights black out and it’s left to be dark. “ Oh. “ [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo murmurs, looking around with his limited vision and walking around for a machine. Brightney must’ve been here, a blackout this early was weird– he hopes he doesn’t get caught and lose his stamina in the short attempts of running. 

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[ the thumping began to get quicker , as the twisted lifts down its ichor - covered hand once more . it stops in it ' s tracks for only a second before - }

RGGGRHRAAAAG

[ - immediately lunging forward in an attempt to have a little snack . it ' s hands grab onto one of cosmo ' s legs as it hits the floor , giving her lightbulb a little crack in the process . ]

[ it pulls his leg . ]

ooc , think of her lunging forward like the foxy fnaf gif ))

[ 🍰 ] ~ Step, step.. Out he goes from the elevator. Smells of ichor and dust already. Cosmo trots to a machine, spinning the wheel as he focuses. No twisteds he’s spotted yet, that’s good.. And no duplicate of himself, either. Push, a skill check down. He hated those skill checks. He really did, but at least he had this ‘thinking cap’ to help with his reaction speed. [ 🍰 ] ~ Ding.. Another painful 3 more to go. Picking up tapes, avoiding capsules.. The usual. He hears creaking, rustling. It makes him a little frightened, but paying no mind, he continues. Another machine, turn, turn.. That’s a Twisted version of Tisha. All these duplicates were so eerie seeing, especially if it was the Toon themself. There’s Boxten.. [ 🍰 ] ~ He sighs, finishing the second machine. Just keep on going, he tells himself. Picking up tapes, items, and being occasionally chased by Twisteds was like a rinse and repeat process. Before he knew it, the first floor was done. Thoughts swiveled around his head, watching as he took a Pop from Dandy’s shop, not even knowing what he was doing. Cosmo’s on autopilot as he thinks. [ 🍰 ] ~ “ Is Poppy okay? Is Sprout doing well?“ Several thoughts, but he snaps out of it as he drives himself onto a machine. Cosmo finishes the machine, 3 left to go, even more floors to go and Twisteds to dread. [ 🍰 ] ~ Minutes later, he sighs. Already reaching floor 6, and already struggling. The doors open, and he hears the familiar sound of short circuiting– Before he could even think, the lights black out and it’s left to be dark. “ Oh. “ [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo murmurs, looking around with his limited vision and walking around for a machine. Brightney must’ve been here, a blackout this early was weird– he hopes he doesn’t get caught and lose his stamina in the short attempts of running. 

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[ as the lamp approaches his direction , it stood in place for a split second . it turns its head towards him . ]

[ it reaches out it ' s ichor - covered hand before running towards cosmo , the thumping once again became louder and quicker . }

[ food , at last . ]

[ 🍰 ] ~ Step, step.. Out he goes from the elevator. Smells of ichor and dust already. Cosmo trots to a machine, spinning the wheel as he focuses. No twisteds he’s spotted yet, that’s good.. And no duplicate of himself, either. Push, a skill check down. He hated those skill checks. He really did, but at least he had this ‘thinking cap’ to help with his reaction speed. [ 🍰 ] ~ Ding.. Another painful 3 more to go. Picking up tapes, avoiding capsules.. The usual. He hears creaking, rustling. It makes him a little frightened, but paying no mind, he continues. Another machine, turn, turn.. That’s a Twisted version of Tisha. All these duplicates were so eerie seeing, especially if it was the Toon themself. There’s Boxten.. [ 🍰 ] ~ He sighs, finishing the second machine. Just keep on going, he tells himself. Picking up tapes, items, and being occasionally chased by Twisteds was like a rinse and repeat process. Before he knew it, the first floor was done. Thoughts swiveled around his head, watching as he took a Pop from Dandy’s shop, not even knowing what he was doing. Cosmo’s on autopilot as he thinks. [ 🍰 ] ~ “ Is Poppy okay? Is Sprout doing well?“ Several thoughts, but he snaps out of it as he drives himself onto a machine. Cosmo finishes the machine, 3 left to go, even more floors to go and Twisteds to dread. [ 🍰 ] ~ Minutes later, he sighs. Already reaching floor 6, and already struggling. The doors open, and he hears the familiar sound of short circuiting– Before he could even think, the lights black out and it’s left to be dark. “ Oh. “ [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo murmurs, looking around with his limited vision and walking around for a machine. Brightney must’ve been here, a blackout this early was weird– he hopes he doesn’t get caught and lose his stamina in the short attempts of running. 

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[ the lamp ' s head perked up , as it turned to the direction of the machine . she ran towards the location , holding her ichor - covered hand out . ]

[ the thumping against the floor became louder and quicker , the luminescent glow of the neon red lightbulb following her . ]

[ but alas , as she reaches the machine , no toon was there for it to snack on . it ' s disappointed - but honestly , she should ' ve expected this . those sneaky toons would always run into hiding to escape her and many others alike . ]

[ she began to walk away from the machine , lifting down it ' s ichor - covered hand . her lightbulb began to flicker . ]

.... --- .-- / -.. .. ... .- .--. .--. --- .. -. - .. -. --. / ---... -.--.

[ 🍰 ] ~ Step, step.. Out he goes from the elevator. Smells of ichor and dust already. Cosmo trots to a machine, spinning the wheel as he focuses. No twisteds he’s spotted yet, that’s good.. And no duplicate of himself, either. Push, a skill check down. He hated those skill checks. He really did, but at least he had this ‘thinking cap’ to help with his reaction speed. [ 🍰 ] ~ Ding.. Another painful 3 more to go. Picking up tapes, avoiding capsules.. The usual. He hears creaking, rustling. It makes him a little frightened, but paying no mind, he continues. Another machine, turn, turn.. That’s a Twisted version of Tisha. All these duplicates were so eerie seeing, especially if it was the Toon themself. There’s Boxten.. [ 🍰 ] ~ He sighs, finishing the second machine. Just keep on going, he tells himself. Picking up tapes, items, and being occasionally chased by Twisteds was like a rinse and repeat process. Before he knew it, the first floor was done. Thoughts swiveled around his head, watching as he took a Pop from Dandy’s shop, not even knowing what he was doing. Cosmo’s on autopilot as he thinks. [ 🍰 ] ~ “ Is Poppy okay? Is Sprout doing well?“ Several thoughts, but he snaps out of it as he drives himself onto a machine. Cosmo finishes the machine, 3 left to go, even more floors to go and Twisteds to dread. [ 🍰 ] ~ Minutes later, he sighs. Already reaching floor 6, and already struggling. The doors open, and he hears the familiar sound of short circuiting– Before he could even think, the lights black out and it’s left to be dark. “ Oh. “ [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo murmurs, looking around with his limited vision and walking around for a machine. Brightney must’ve been here, a blackout this early was weird– he hopes he doesn’t get caught and lose his stamina in the short attempts of running. 

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[abulboftheshattered]

hi vro ))

[ the lamp ' s feet thump against the floor , wandering around mindlessly as its red light forms a glow where ever she went . ]

[ ichor drips down from her lampshade , as she walks into a dead end . it stared at the floor for a split second before it went back to its usual routine : hunting for toons to eat . ]

[ she was starving anyways . it ' s been too long since they last ate ( and vee didn ' t help all that much - it didn ' t get to kill her n only took away one of her hearts . ) , she needed to feast . ]

[ 🍰 ] ~ Step, step.. Out he goes from the elevator. Smells of ichor and dust already. Cosmo trots to a machine, spinning the wheel as he focuses. No twisteds he’s spotted yet, that’s good.. And no duplicate of himself, either. Push, a skill check down. He hated those skill checks. He really did, but at least he had this ‘thinking cap’ to help with his reaction speed. [ 🍰 ] ~ Ding.. Another painful 3 more to go. Picking up tapes, avoiding capsules.. The usual. He hears creaking, rustling. It makes him a little frightened, but paying no mind, he continues. Another machine, turn, turn.. That’s a Twisted version of Tisha. All these duplicates were so eerie seeing, especially if it was the Toon themself. There’s Boxten.. [ 🍰 ] ~ He sighs, finishing the second machine. Just keep on going, he tells himself. Picking up tapes, items, and being occasionally chased by Twisteds was like a rinse and repeat process. Before he knew it, the first floor was done. Thoughts swiveled around his head, watching as he took a Pop from Dandy’s shop, not even knowing what he was doing. Cosmo’s on autopilot as he thinks. [ 🍰 ] ~ “ Is Poppy okay? Is Sprout doing well?“ Several thoughts, but he snaps out of it as he drives himself onto a machine. Cosmo finishes the machine, 3 left to go, even more floors to go and Twisteds to dread. [ 🍰 ] ~ Minutes later, he sighs. Already reaching floor 6, and already struggling. The doors open, and he hears the familiar sound of short circuiting– Before he could even think, the lights black out and it’s left to be dark. “ Oh. “ [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo murmurs, looking around with his limited vision and walking around for a machine. Brightney must’ve been here, a blackout this early was weird– he hopes he doesn’t get caught and lose his stamina in the short attempts of running. 

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[abulboftheshattered]

im FUCKING HUNGRY let me TAKE A BITE HES A FUCKING PASTRY !!!!!!

before i go to sleep for getting ready tomorrow

if you have a toon blog. possibly. You have a chance to NOT let cosmo twist ( haha )

[abulboftheshattered]

let me eat goddamn bitch !!!

before i go to sleep for getting ready tomorrow

if you have a toon blog. possibly. You have a chance to NOT let cosmo twist ( haha )

[abulboftheshattered]

..Tisha has been following Vee. She hasn't noticed, not yet, but..

Vee.

Vee whirls around, startled.

..Tisha.

Why did you send Astro to check out the voice, if he's soooo untrustworthy?

Because, he's the sneakiest out of all of us. If something goes wrong, he can just slip away-

As the 'leader,' if that was a toon, wouldn't you want to introduce them so we can-

Not here.

[abulboftheshattered]

.. -- .- --. .. -. . / --. . - - .. -. --. / -… . - .-. .- -.-- . -.. / -… -.-- / -.-- --- ..- .-. / --- .-- -. / - . .- -- -- .- - . / .-.. -- .- --- --- --- / -.-.-- -.-.-- -.-.-- -.-.-- / .-.. / …- . .

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[ the lamp stands in the same spot for a bit , before returning back to walking . vee had successfully gotten out of it ' s sight . ]

[ the tapping gets farther and farther away . ]

Down, down, yet further down.

The elevator opens with a ding, and out come 6 toons. Fresh meat.

Another brightney, Tisha, and Rodger. Aswell as Vee, Astro, and Pebbles.

Remember your groups.

Vee says, tapping the mic on her tail. Brightneys outline glows a bright green.

Brightney is here.

@errorinmycode

[ the lamp seems to be alerted . ]

[ it needs to keep a lookout . who would want to miss such ' prey ' ? ]

[ her lightbulb starts to flicker . ]

..-. --- --- -.. -..

[abulboftheshattered]

[ the twisted lets out a scream as she does this . unfortunately , i don ' t think that was enough to kill her . ]

[ it lunges at vee , trying to aim for the screen - or at least a vital part of her body . ]

GRGRGRGAHAHAAAAAAAAGHR

-.-- --- ..- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / .--. .- -.--

Down, down, yet further down.

The elevator opens with a ding, and out come 6 toons. Fresh meat.

Another brightney, Tisha, and Rodger. Aswell as Vee, Astro, and Pebbles.

Remember your groups.

Vee says, tapping the mic on her tail. Brightneys outline glows a bright green.

Brightney is here.

@errorinmycode

[ the lamp seems to be alerted . ]

[ it needs to keep a lookout . who would want to miss such ' prey ' ? ]

[ her lightbulb starts to flicker . ]

..-. --- --- -.. -..

[abulboftheshattered]

[ it went behind the crates . this is not gonna go good ]

ggGGRGGHRAAGAGHHG

[ the lamp heads straight forward for vee , her ichor - covered forearm reaching out . ]

Down, down, yet further down.

The elevator opens with a ding, and out come 6 toons. Fresh meat.

Another brightney, Tisha, and Rodger. Aswell as Vee, Astro, and Pebbles.

Remember your groups.

Vee says, tapping the mic on her tail. Brightneys outline glows a bright green.

Brightney is here.

@errorinmycode

[ the lamp seems to be alerted . ]

[ it needs to keep a lookout . who would want to miss such ' prey ' ? ]

[ her lightbulb starts to flicker . ]

..-. --- --- -.. -..

[abulboftheshattered]

[ the tapping gets faster . her red light looks like its getting closer . ]

[ is she here ? ]

ggggGFNOINFJNNKGK

Down, down, yet further down.

The elevator opens with a ding, and out come 6 toons. Fresh meat.

Another brightney, Tisha, and Rodger. Aswell as Vee, Astro, and Pebbles.

Remember your groups.

Vee says, tapping the mic on her tail. Brightneys outline glows a bright green.

Brightney is here.

@errorinmycode

[ the lamp seems to be alerted . ]

[ it needs to keep a lookout . who would want to miss such ' prey ' ? ]

[ her lightbulb starts to flicker . ]

..-. --- --- -.. -..

[abulboftheshattered]

[ it approaches closer . ]

[ she ' s about to notice vee , it looks like . ]

[ tap , tap , tap , tap ... ]

gghfhfhurhkhooigugh .?

[ uh oh . ]

Down, down, yet further down.

The elevator opens with a ding, and out come 6 toons. Fresh meat.

Another brightney, Tisha, and Rodger. Aswell as Vee, Astro, and Pebbles.

Remember your groups.

Vee says, tapping the mic on her tail. Brightneys outline glows a bright green.

Brightney is here.

@errorinmycode

[ the lamp seems to be alerted . ]

[ it needs to keep a lookout . who would want to miss such ' prey ' ? ]

[ her lightbulb starts to flicker . ]

..-. --- --- -.. -..

[abulboftheshattered]

[ the twisted tries to take notes on who would be an easy victim . unfortunately for her , its vision is a little foggy . makes it ever so slightly more difficult to feast . ]

[ the footsteps sound like theyre getting closer . ]

ggrggruufnggghfuuhhk ...

[ she ' s quite easy to deal with . just be careful . ]

Down, down, yet further down.

The elevator opens with a ding, and out come 6 toons. Fresh meat.

Another brightney, Tisha, and Rodger. Aswell as Vee, Astro, and Pebbles.

Remember your groups.

Vee says, tapping the mic on her tail. Brightneys outline glows a bright green.

Brightney is here.

@errorinmycode

[ the lamp seems to be alerted . ]

[ it needs to keep a lookout . who would want to miss such ' prey ' ? ]

[ her lightbulb starts to flicker . ]

..-. --- --- -.. -..