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The final CG Spider design!!!

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5/6 Spider CG Done!! Blues turn!!!

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Yellow & Rocket Corp

Part 1

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Yellow rolls over as her mind and body awakens. Her wireframe glasses press further into her face, she must’ve forgotten to take them off last night. Weird. Usually Blue or Red takes them off for her when she-oh. Right. They’re gone. She’s here in a weird building with even weirder people, alone. 

It’s fine. It’s fine. She thinks over and over again trying to convince herself of something that can’t ever be true. You’re safe now. You’re safe. Just gotta keep moving. Keep moving. That’s been her mantra since she was created. Like it was in her code. Keep moving. Keep pushing forward. Even in impossible odds she had to keep moving forward. Shove everything down and just keep moving. 

She takes in a deep breath, moving her hands down her face, wiping the last of her exhaustion away. The entire room is a blur of grey and black except for a simple bundle of fabric sitting on the table beside her with a folded note with her name written in fancy cursive letters on top. She plucks the note off the white cloth and opens it.  

“Here are some fresh clothes. We’ll have some breakfast waiting for you whenever you’re ready. Take your time. -Vic” 

Yellow grabs the bundle of fabric letting it unfurl revealing a white dress. It’s not exactly her style, far more Blue’s than anything but she can’t be picky right now. Yellow rips off her disgusting clothes that she’s been wearing for almost four days now and throws them in the corner, before wriggling into the beautiful dress. The hem falls just below her knees and the straps wrap around her shoulders like a hug. 

“I told you.”  She can practically hear Blue’s ghost whisper in her ear “You look beautiful in dresses.”  

She doesn’t feel beautiful though. She feels like a charity case. Someone that people give things too just to prop themselves up and say: “Look how good of a person I am.”. Whatever. Beggars can’t be choosers and a girly, frilly dress is better than what she was wearing. 

Okay, time to start the day. Face the music as Green loved to say.

She pushes the door open, expecting to see an empty hallway but right next to the doorframe leaning against the wall was one of the men from yesterday. What was his name? Agent right? He looks like an agent with the suit tie and sunglasses indoor combo he’s wearing. Someone could tell her right now he jumped out from one of Green’s favorite spy movies and she would believe them in a heartbeat. 

“How ya feeling?” He asks

“Better. It was nice sleeping on something soft instead of dozing off in a park.” 

“Yeah, I bet.” He walks down the hall making a small nod for her to follow. “Come on kid. Vic wants to talk to you.”

“Oh um, is this about the reward? Because I really would prefer cash if possible.”

“It’s not about the reward.”

What? What could it be? Do they have more questions? That’s probably it. About her friends or The Dark Lord or The Chosen One. Well if it means food and shelter, she’ll answer any questions. 

She doesn't really understand how Agent knows where he’s going, each hall looks exactly the same, long grey halls with metal doors hiding offices behind them. But he navigates it all with such ease. He must’ve been here forever. 

“Here we are.” He says guiding her into a cafeteria. A few employees in light grey jumpsuits sit around eating breakfast with hushed conversations. Vic looks up from his table seeming to invite her over with a wave of his hand. Yellow sits down in front of her burying her hands in the loose fabric of the grey dress. 

“You look better. Did you sleep alright?” Vic asks  “Yes, I did. Thank you.” Yellow responds 

“You must be starving. Do you want anything? I’m sure someone can fix you a plate?” 

Usually Yellow would shake her head, either getting it herself or just flat out refusing. But she still feels so weak and just doesn’t have the energy to refuse. She gives a small nod accepting the offer. Vic turns back to someone at the buffet and gives a small nod letting them start the plate. 

“I’m sorry about the dress, it was all we had on hand that wasn’t a jumpsuit.”

“No, no, it’s wonderful. Thank you.” Yellow says smoothing it out. It isn’t a lie exactly, it is wonderful, but all she can think about is how much prettier it would look on Blue or Purple. They would both love this on themselves, twirling around watching  the skirt float up into the air. But it’s almost comforting to know they’d love it, like they were both here with her. 

A man puts a plate down in front of her full of delicious foods. Eggs, bacon, sausages, pancakes, each item looking more delicious than the last. All manners fly out the window as Yellow shovels food into her mouth. She doesn’t even stop to taste anything, just needing to stop the ache in her stomach she’s been feeling for days. Blue would absolutely be chastising her, telling her to slow down or she’ll choke but she’s not exactly here now is she? Yellow is practically licking the plate clean before she realizes she has two full grown men staring her down. Vic has this soft smile on his lips, his hand placed on top of Agent's squeezing his shoulder.  

“I guess I was hungry. Sorry.” She says a bit embarrassed. 

“No. Don’t be. Do you want seconds?” “Yes, please.” 

“I’ll be right back.” Vic grabs the plate. 

Yellow tries to decipher what exactly that was between Vic and Agent by scanning the remaining man’s face but it just remains stone cold. She imagines if she could just see behind the man’s sunglasses she could get a better grasp on it but she supposes that’s what they’re there for. 

Vic sets the plate back down and this time Yellow takes her time with the food. It doesn’t taste bad, just corporate. Like it was made without love or care. It was just alright. It wasn’t burned or under cooked, it was just fine. But still, it's fresh food. Nothing out of the garbage.   

“So, Yellow, we have a bit of a proposition for you.” Vic says sitting back down 

“A proposition?” She asks, swallowing a piece of bacon

“We have been working on capturing The Chosen One and The Dark Lord for quite some time now, and you were closer than we’ve ever been. I mean you gave them a real fight!” “Not really.” Yellow shrugs. “My friends- they fought. I just stayed in a shack and hid.”

“You coded a cursor into existence with a simple computer! Imagine what you could do with a whole might of Rocket behind you! We can give you proper equipment and resources. We can help you get justice.” 

Justice. That word has a nice ring to it. To bring The Dark Lord to knees and end him as brutally as he did to her friends. To punish The Chosen One for his cowardness. Oh how amazing that would be. Get justice- real justice. Yeah, that would be great. 

“And this justice, it would come with pay right?” “Of course. An office, and any resources you need. We can get you whatever you want.” “Then you’ve got yourself a deal.” 

Yellow reaches out for Vic’s hand giving it a firm shake. 

“Welcome to Rocket, Yellow.”

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4/6 Spider CG!! This time Red!!!

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3/6 Spider CG designs!! This time Green !!

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Spider Yellow !!! 2/6 done !!

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1/6 done !!!

Spider-ification of the CG >:33

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