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Yooo what kind of nicknames do you and Dark give to everyone, Vicitm?

"Oh we have PLENTY!~" Dark said, grinning widely.

"Don't get him even started, Dorky's pretty creative with his works." Victim chimed in, ".. When he wanna be.". Dark gasped dramatically in response.

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Victim wouldn’t it be funny to just continue to call Dark ‘Darky Dork’ all the time to annoy him

Victim chuckled. "Totally.. But, I- I don't wanna get Dark too worked-up, or he might get a bit..." They started, rubbing the back of their neck. Dark finished for them, saying "Boom boom crash! I may not have much power now, but I can still beat your @$$."

Victim rolled their eyes.

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if you don't mind me asking, would you like to tell us how victim was revived, or is that private information? If not private information, how was victim revived??

Victim paused, looking at the ground. "Aaah uhm... I- I'm not really sure actually-" They shrugged, looking to the others for answers. "Second did some kind of magic revival thingy with Cho's help. Weird stuff." Dark explained briefly, "Not all that sure myself..."

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What are all of your dynamics like? If you don't understand what that means, it's basically "What do you all think of each other?"

"Hmm... well, I think of them all as siblings! Victim's like a sweet older sibling (in a way, also younger?), Dark is really cool too, though a bit rude; and Cho is kinda the quiet antisocial one, but still super cool! ^^" Second explained, walking through the portal with Victim tagging along.

"Everyone's pretty nice to me. Me and Darky-Dork like to give everyone nicknames!" Victim added on, catching a gasp from said Dark, who just came out. "Darky-Dork? Oh please, I can do better than that, Fallen Angel. >:/" He replied, sticking his tongue out.

Chosen sighed, looking yonder to the rest of the PC, where the other stick did miscellaneous things without noticing the four.

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How will Alan react when you all get home?

Second was the first to respond. "Well, we've been gone for a few hours, but I don't think he'd really have an intense reaction other than a welcome back message, heh." He explained, pulling Victim towards him for more security.

Dark, on the other hand, huffed and crossed his arms. "Alan's still sorta wary about me. So are the other stick figures, which I guess is fair. Bunch of scaredy-cats." He mumbled with a shrug, before turning to Chosen. Speaking of him, he signaled for the others to stop, and hopped down from the internet tunnel's current.

When the others came, Chosen opened the gateway to AlansPC.

"Ah yes, home sweet home..." Second said with a smile.

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Hey! How’s it going getting back, well, home?

The four were already travelling through the internet tunnel. Chosen looked behind him, at the others, immediately snickering with a "h-hmm, well...".

Victim wasn't taking the whole travelling-without-gravity thing so well, clearly, and Second was helping them keep up with the rest.

Dark glanced at Chosen for a second, before looking at the asker. "Other than Ghost Boy here getting nausea, it's going okay I guess." He said, grinning a bit when Victim groaned, followed by Second reassuring them that they were almost there.

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You guys should take a break, in the meanwhile take these presents!

🎁🎁🎁🎁

(it can be anything you want them to be for them)

(and a present for creator as well

🎁)

((*happiness* thank you for the gift, asker! :>))

Victim was the first to respond, eager to not deal with cleaning the rest of the shed. "Ye- Yeah, we should all take a break, Chosen, you-,, you haven't taken a break at all..." They muttered, grabbing the presents, and pasting them out. Chosen huffed in retaliation. He didn't like being told what to do.

Both Second and Dark gladly took the presents and invitation. "Yeah, we should go back before it rains, guys!" Second pointed out, before looking at Chosen, "... sigh- Choo, please, let's take a break.". He walked over to the older stick and handed him his present, before meeting Chosen's serious eyes with his own hopeful ones. Chosen stared at his brother, before sighing, and nodding; accepting his present.

Dark was the first to open his present. A,, spider plush? "Why- I don't need th-... Why-" He was at a loss for words, holding the plush gingerly and looking over it. Finally, he held it close to him in an embrace, before puffing out his cheeks and looking away embarrassed. ",, Ew."

Before Victim and Chosen could open theirs, Second walked out from the hole, calling out to the others "Come on, let's go!". And the other followed.

...

S: "Wait, don't we have to go up in order to get back to Alan's?-"

oh-

D: ",, Oh yeah. Fruit, your idiocy is rubbing off on us!! >:/"

S: "N-No- wow, rude-"

V: "Dark, that's mean. Apologize! :("

D: "Nah. :}"

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the urge to run into the rain with a microwave is real rn

Dark hummed in response. “Only been a few minutes, and there’s already a suicidal voice. Geez! Hasn’t even started raining-” He pointed out, looking over a Second to see his reaction.

Second, in question, took a double take on the statement. “Hey hey hey, hey- No. That- that would get you hurt, that wouldn’t be good!” He said quickly, waving his arms frantically, “There are people who care about you, like- like me. And your family, and they wouldn’t be happy if you did that! Just-,, no. That’s not a good thing to say…”. He pouted, looking genuinely worried.

Chosen sighed, before simply walking off to get another arm-full of bricks, uncomfortable by the voice. Victim rubbed their arms, sitting on a crate. “Yea, yeah, cuz that,, whole death thing isn’t all that fun. I would,, I’d know.” They added on, swatting away a fly, annoyed by the pest.

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The voices do not like to be questioned. Who we are is of no importance to you.

Anyway! What's the weather lookin' like? May wanna check if any storms are incoming.

Victim looked directly at you, probably breaking the fourth wall, before blinking and mumbling “I dunno if to be scared or somethin’…”, looking at his paint bucket. Second tried to ignore the possible threat, instead directing his focus to outside. “Uhh,, It looks fine?” He said, Chosen going over and looking out aswell. “Dark clouds,, they’re far though, we have a hour.” He muttered to Second, pointing to some dark clouds at the west.

Dark sighed. “Oh, of course it’s gonna rain.”

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Don’t worry, I’m friendly guys

I don’t know how I’m talking to you guys, but you can call me Watermelon

..or ghost

Second, although hesitantly, nodded. “Okay, good to know,, Watermelon!” He looked over to Chosen, who despite still suspicious, shrugged nonchalantly and got back to cleaning. “Heh, sorry, Cho here doesn’t really talk that much.” Second stated, rubbing his neck.

Dark huffed, puffing out his cheeks. “Yeah sure, that’s what they all say.” He muttered, before picking up another brick and adding it to the still-being-built new wall, “I guess I’ll trust you, though.”. Victim went over to help Dark. “mmh,, Yeah, I’ll trust you.” They said in a soft voice.

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Hey guys, how’s life going?

Second placed the crate he was holding down, before looking around confusedly. “Uh,, I’m doing good right now. Victim’s taking a break, so he’s okay. But, where- and who are you?”

Dark looked through the hole in the wall from outside. “Oh, I’m having the time of my liiiiffffee!~- No I’m bored as hell, why you asking.” He groaned sarcastically, before pausing, “That was you who said that, right Bedhead,,?”

“,, No, rude. >:T”

Chosen only raised his eyebrow, looking around for whoever asked the question…

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4 brothers were in the shed (the one from the showdown), helping each other to fix it up. Everyone was working together, chatting as they cleaned and rebuilt, although Vic took the most breaks out of the four. But, they weren’t exactly expecting to have otherworldly guests… Especially not in the form of “voices”.

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