#by this i mean. like cherries and yinyang

[wheucto]

seeing how people use pronouns for certain characters and nodding and noting that down onto my clipboard like a scientist observing bugs or whatever

[iiposblog]

I dunno if book club anon will see this, but I feel like the floor, bot, suitcase, cherries, silverspoon, candle, mic, yinyang, cabby, and occasionally knife might show up! I think maybe they could have a poetry night where everyone is invited to get up on the stage and recite a poem they wrote! I think Bot and goo could do duo acts, while mic uses the time to write sad and deep poetry that makes you think. Balloons poetry is sweet with a hint of nostalgia, candles is uplifting, yinyang is nervous, and candle just rambles about himself. The cherries might do comedy poetry! Suitcase has a similar approach to mic, knife is somewhere between mic and yinyang, cabby does lyrical poetry, and the floor is just kinda awkward hehe. They could all sit around reading books and talking about what they interpret the meaning to be? They could do like. A weekly book where at the end of the week they all come together and get into the topics of the book, and then everyone can write down a book suggestion, put it in a hat, and shake it up and then a new book is chosen at random for everyone to read! I think it would be fun :) especially if it's held at cabbys library. Tissues could also come! He just usually uses audio books to avoid sneezing on them. Idk fun suggestions! :D

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[br1ghtestlight]

okay but thinking about bow and marshmallow being maybe like, fischoeder and someone else. it doesnt really make much sense but honestly im thinking about bows song with marshmallow, i think it'd be a very fischoeder song

*CALVIN FISCHOEDER. I FORGOT THAT HE HAD FAMILY THAT SHARED HIS SAME NAME. I mostly refer to them by name in my head and Calvin as just Fischoeder LOL

or actually would steve cobbs be a better choice for calvin..

its okay LMAOO i call him fischoeder too and felix is just Felix honestly idk about him as bow bcuz he's less focused on uhh the specific attention reality tv brings?? he gives me mephone4 vibes but im assuming we're going with bob as our mephone4 so i guess he could be cobs except less abusive and terrible. or maybe he's like mephone4s and all his family members are ALSO mephones..... personally if i was casting inanimate insanity characters as bobs burgers characters it would be:

bob - mephone4

linda - i dont want to be mean and say toilet so lets just say that she's floory <3

tina - test tube?? she isnt as smart as testy BUT i cant think of another really socially awkward character and fan is just too outgoing and crazy to be tina

gene - lightbulb

louise - yinyang?? or the cherries??? lmk honestly she could be so many characters

fischoeder - cobs or another mephone (same goes for his family)

teddy - okay HE can be toilet

tammy - salt

jocelyn - pepper

zeke - i keep wanting to say knife trophy or nickel but they are both SO MUCH meaner than zeke is they're just physically strong. idk he can be balloon or suitcase

jimmy junior - ACTUALLY nickel except less mean-spirited and more just stupid

OKAY WAIT NVM IM CHANGING MY ANSWER BECAUSE I REALIZED BOB WOULD BE OJ WHICH WOULD MAKE FISCHOEDER MEPHONE4 so he is mephone4 and god knows who linda is bcuz she sure as hell isnt paper

[fictionkinfessions]

This is a fun prompt. I have a lot of mundane memories, so why not :)

When I was back at the hotel, I remember the Cherries and Yinyang loved playing with Baxter. It was kind of cute, until they SNUCK into my room one night to steal him and Yinyang got snapped in the face. It was very funny, in retrospect. 

I ran a lot of painting classes at the hotel, but I also did some less professional art with some of my friends too. It was a lot of fun and a great way to bond with my friends! 

I remember in particular Fan really liked making paper crafts and origami with me. He was even able to teach me a few things about it from all the videos he would watch — which, I mean, that’s impressive considering I’m a very skilled artist. 

I also tried to get Lightbulb to do some art at some point, and… well, she’s certainly a creative mind, but I did sadly have to ban her from my painting classes after she SOMEHOW ate (or drank??) ALL of my oil paints.

After and a little bit during season three, I started trying out more writing for fun. Silver and I sent a lot of our drafts back and forth, (he almost became like a pen pal after season three, haha) but I mostly found enjoyment in writing little poems or short stories. I still do those, actually! But I remember showing off some of my masterpieces and Fan thinking I was “also writing fanfiction… “ so that was an interesting interaction. Lightbulb loved them, though. 

OJ hosted “sleepover nights” sometimes, and those were fun. Well, most of the time. Up until SOMEONE (Nickel.) intentionally gave Yinyang an insane amount of sugar and Yang ended up going on a biiit of a rampage. Yin apologized a ton, but we had to clean up all the next day. 

Nobody ever asked me about it, but I actually had a particular hair routine. I used a brand of blonde shampoo and I would brush it every morning, put in leave-in conditioner, a bit of gel to slick it back, and then I would spray it with detangler on top of that. Lightbulb liked to braid my hair when I would let her. 

I miss them all a lot, but it’s nice to think about all the little things we did. 

-Painty 🖌️

[goldentail-readswarriorcats]

i would do this

lemme just *goes into my clipboard and steals this*

BFDI/DreamClan/DreamClan Again/nalCmaerD/BattleClan/PowerClan:

Blocky: Blocky ' Gleam

Bubble: Bubble ' Bounce

Coiny: Copper ' Coin

Eraser: Eraser ' Gleam

Firey: Firey ' Glow

Flower: Flower ' Petal

Golf Ball: Golfball ' Asteroid

Ice Cube: Icy ' Whisper

Leafy: Leafy ' Breeze

Match: Match ' Flame

Needle: Needle ' Pounce

Pen: Pen ' Gleam

Pencil: Pencil ' Tail

Pin: Pin ' Tail

Profily: Profile ' Heart

Rocky: Rocky ' Heart/Paw

Snowball: Snowball ' Claw

Spongy: Spongy ' Fur

Teardrop: Teardrop ' Silence

Tennis Ball: Tennisball ' Stripe

Woody: Woody ' Heart

Announcer: Announcer ' Box/Star

Bomby: Bomb ' Talon

Book: Half ' Book

Donut: Donut ' Frost

Fries: Cold ' Fries

Gelatin: Gelatin ' Skip

Nickel: Nickel ' Pounce

Puffball: Puffball ' Rain

Ruby: Ruby ' Dash

Yellow Face: Yellow ' Face

TV: Pixel ' Spirit

8-Ball: Slate ' Claw (unintentionally but conveniently the saw saying EIGHT thing would still work with this name :D)

Balloony: Balloon ' Flight

Barf Bag: Clever ' Heart

Basketball: Basketball ' Heart

Bell: Bell ' Song

Black Hole: Blackhole ' Stare

Bottle: Bottle ' Claw

Bracelety: Bracelet ' Screech

Cake: Cake ' Heart

Clock: Clock ' Foot

Cloudy: Cloudy ' Sky

Eggy: Egg ' Heart

Fanny: Whirlwind ' Snap

Firey Jr.: Flame ' Dash

Gaty: Gate ' Fang

Grassy: Grassy ' Heart/Paw

Lightning: Lightning ' Heart/Paw

Lollipop: Lollipop ' Scribble

Marker: Marker ' Splash

Naily: Nail ' Tail

Pie: Pie ' Foot

Pillow: Pillow ' Claw

Remote: Remote ' Berry

Robot Flower: Robot ' Flower

Roboty: Robot ' Snarl

Saw: Saw ' Blade

Taco: Taco ' Fish

Tree: Tree ' Leaf

Foldy: Folded ' Sky

Liy: Light ' Claw (formerly Lightswitch, a loner)

Loser: Loser ' Wing

Stapy: Staple ' Tooth

Four: Bluejay ' Screech/Star

X: Sunny ' Wing

Purple Face: Purple ' Face

Price Tag/Taggy: Pricetag ' Step

Winner: Winner ' Flight

Two: Forest ' Leap/Star

Five: Moon ' Snap

Six: Sage ' Flick

Seven: Night ' Tooth

Eight: Quiet ' Stone

Nine: Swift ' Pounce/Jinx (random fact: I've seen more people draw Nine as a she/her than a he/Him for some reason- i mean theyre not wrong tho so- [nine goes by all pronouns] but i usually call them a he/him)

Ten: Quick ' Leap

Fourteen: Chaotic ' Fang

Fifteen: Lone ' Snap

Zero: Empty ' Gaze (good name for an oc tbh i like the name Emptygaze)

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II/InanimateClan:

Apple: Apple ' Haze

Balloon: Balloon ' Heart

Baseball: Baseball ' Blaze

Bomb: Bomb ' Stutter

Bow: Bow ' Hop/Bow

Knife: Knife ' Talon

Lightbulb: Light ' Beam

Marshmallow: Marshmallow ' Skip

Nickel: Nickel ' Strike

Orange Juice: Orange ' Fang

Paintbrush: Paintbrush ' Splash

Paper: Paper ' Leap

Pepper: Pepper ' Flick

Pickle: Pickle ' Tail

Salt: Salt ' Flick

Taco: Taco ' Slip/Hawk

MePhone4: Phone ' Pounce/Star

MePhone4S: Phone ' Claw

Box: Box ' Foot

Cheesy: Cheese ' Throat

Cherries: Cherry ' Tail

Cherry 1: Cherry ' Pelt

Cherry 2: Cherry ' Fur

Dough: Dough ' Fur

Fan: Fan ' Flight

Microphone: Microphone ' Flight

Soap: Soap ' Foot

Suitcase: Suitcase ' Stripe

Test Tube: Ooze ' Shuffle

Tissues: Running ' Nose

Trophy: Trophy ' Breeze

Yin-Yang: Yinyang ' Patch

Yin: Yin ' Fern

Yang: Yang ' Claw

MePad: Galaxy ' Phone

Toilet: Toilet ' Yowl

Blueberry: Blueberry ' Puddle

Bot: Bot ' Spring

Cabby: Cabinet ' Foot

Candle: Candle ' Flame

Clover: Clover ' Spring

Goo: Goo ' Leap

Lifering: Ring ' Pool

Silver Spoon: Silver ' Snap

Tea Kettle: Kettle ' Cloud

The Floor: Island ' Whisker

Dr. Fizz: Fizz ' Pool

Springy: Rabbit ' Spring

Walkie Talkie: Running ' Jaw

MePhone3GS: Phone ' Stare

MePhone5C: Phone ' Bounce

MePhone5S: Dust ' Phone

MePhone5: Phone ' Whisper

MePhone6+: Metal ' Phone

MePhone6: Phone ' Storm

Steve Cobs: Corn ' Frost/Star/Steve

Nick Le: Nick Le

Sprinkles: Sprinkles

Montgomery: Montgomery/Sprinkles 2

N-Slash-A: N-Slash-A

Utter Filth: Utter Filth

Diamond Crusher: Diamond Crusher

Flamina: Flamina

Nickel Jr.: Nickel Jr.

Quack: Quack

Tootsy Wootsy: Tootsy Wootsy

Edit: holy- jeez that's a lot and these are KIINDA old ;v; (idek why I added the inanimAtes cause all their names are the same)

im normal

[makes warriors au astrobiology hypo kits]

[worldsfirstgayknife]

Do people really not like Pickle this much?! *sobs*

OK SO like.... dont tell anyone I said this. but. I genuinely don't think the poll was like. accurate to peoples actual feelings on the characters. i mean it was accounting all the young kids that watch ii and aren't on twitter or tumblr or whatever, but at the same time i am not willing to believe that bomb and box got so many votes in comparison to the characters that placed lower. and that yinyang got SECOND PLACE??? i thought yinyang would place high, and like good for them! but above paintbrush, fan, knife....? maybe im just in denial because of pickle being so low, and I also dont have any proof of a specific character being botted or whatevs, but it just doesn't sit right with me y'feel

at the very least it isnt reflective of the quality of the characters. like youre tellin me that box is better than salt pepper pickle dough tissues cherries apple soap bomb trophy marshmallow cheesy paper baseball microphone and nickel? all of em????????

[inanimate-insanity-headcanons]

HI :) i am bback with more cheesy facts hcs . i am copying all of thisfrom my notebook when i wrote these at like 2 am sso if some of it is incomprehensible the n that is why <3

- h e is really impulsive . if you tempt him to do something he'll either do it out of spite or temptation

- HHE LOVES BAKING !! :) cakes specifically !! whenever he went to go to sudan for the summer to see his extended family he used to bake cakes with his cousin Grater <3 (ddont worry despite being a cheese grater grater is very nice :) sshe is very polite)

- really good at swinging !!! i've mentioned this before but i mean on like . playground swings . as a kid he used to go to the park and swing all the other kids super high ! sometimes when oj forces them all outside so all the residents of Hotel OJ could get some fresh air cheesy would politely ask to swing an object on the swings . wwhen they obliged he would absolutely fucking OBLITERATE them . no one goes near the swijngs anymore . though sometimes the cherries will ask cheesy if he can swing them , bbut yinyang used to get really concerned for their bestie (cherries) so he couldnt swing them very high anymore

- hhe is a hopeless romantic ,, he loves all that cheesy stuff like cuddling late at night n morning kisses . not because its cheesy and thats his name but because he really does enjoy it (aaushdgf i would appreciate it ifyou didnt add anything hinting to / implying cheesy x tissues or cheesy x yinyang thank you)

- he has some comfort songs !! ffirst one is The Ballad of Hamantha , he knows it to heart . the tune beat of the song is really calming to him . he also likes The Mind Electric a lot bbecause i said so i dont have a reason for this one . the last one is Chug Jug With You but not because its a joke song but because the happy tune can make him instantly happy :)

aoisduhfcgjk i have 2 cut this short cuz i am going somewhere bbu t i will return with more cheesy hcs !!!! - YLSA

These all bring me life

[chipsfics]

Merry Christmas - Oneshot

Silly little oneshot that i wrote for the christmas season! 

under the cut! rated PG for cheek kissing and light swearing!

Takes place sometime during/after the main fanfiction’s canon, of course, on Christmas :)

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It was just about the farthest thing from a white Christmas- Although it was cold & everything was exceptionally grey, there wasn't a fleck of snow and every eliminated contestant in Hotel OJ was only half-excited. Nobody got to leave the hotel until the game was over, and that meant nobody was really going anywhere exciting, but still the Christmas spirit persisted- everyone was still up relatively early, Christmas decorations were hung in the halls, holly and mistletoe over doorways and pine-scented bars of soap were scattered in bathrooms. Tissues slept in by accident- shaken awake by hustle and bustle downstairs, he rolled over in bed and all at once realized what day it was. "Oh." Tissues got out of bed and crept to the doorway, looking both ways out into the hallway, Soap was cleaning in the hallway while Microphone leaned on the wall and chatted with her- in the other direction, Cheesy was swapping banter with the Cherries (who looked very entertained). Tissues stepped outside and slowly went downstairs, keeping an eye out for his only friend in the hotel, (and the only one he had a gift for), Yinyang. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked around, the kitchen and main room populated with contestants exchanging gifts and eating lunch. He sucked a deep breath in and walked out into the fray- Where he was stopped by OJ. "Hey Tissues," OJ said. "Oh, hi OJ." Tissues said. "What's up?" "We're having a Christmas party tonight," OJ said. "After dinner. Are you planning to show up?" "I don't have anything else going on, if that's what you mean." Tissues said, and unexpectedly, OJ laughed. "Well, I know we don't talk all that often, but I want to let you know that you're welcome to show up," OJ said. "Just... try to sneeze into your elbow or something? And stay away from the snack table." Tissues sighed. "Of course," "Great!" OJ said. "I don't want anyone in the Hotel to feel unwelcome," "Got it." Tissues waved OJ away and continued his search. Yinyang was a ways out of the way, but still in the main living room- leaning on a doorframe connecting to a bathroom. He looked aloof, almost purposefully so, and Tissues approached him, trotting happily. "Yinyang! Merry Christmas," Tissues said. "Oh. Hi," Yinyang responded. "What's up?" "Oh, nothing. Except I have something for you!" Tissues excitedly rooted around inside of his own head and pulled out a small colorful beaded bracelet, with no discernible color pattern and a sloppily tied knot. "It's... A friendship bracelet! For you," Yinyang turned to face him as their eyes lit up. "Oh, Tissues, Thank you!" Yin squealed. "I love it!" "It's so.... terrible," Yang said, seemingly entranced, gently holding the tiny colorful object, inspecting it and slipping it over his wrist. "I hate it." "Thank you!" Tissues clapped his hands together. "It took a lot of tries, since i kept sneezing and the beads went everywhere." "....Thanks, I guess." Yang continued. "I'll give you your present later," "Wait, you got me a present?" Tissues' eyes sparkled. "Of course, you're my friend!" Yin said. "Why wouldn't i get you something?" "Awww!" Tissues leaned in for a short, sweet embrace. "You're too nice to me, you know that?" Yinyang's face was flushed a bright red. "I..... I'll be right back. See you tonight!" Yinyang powerwalked away. Tissues was puzzled, but shrugged it off.

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Tissues had went back to his room and took a short nap- That turned out to be a lot longer than he thought it was. He was awoken to the sound of commotion downstairs, stretching, yawning, and rubbing his eyes, he pulled himself out of bed. The party! He'd almost forgotten about it. I mean, why not, it was just downstairs, and he was still curious as to Yinyang's gift. He walked down the stairs, still trying to wake himself up, to immediately bump into Yinyang, who was waiting near the base of the stairs, nervously clutching a small, stiff piece of posterboard. It was dark except for a couple of colorful strobe lights, and there was Christmas music loudly droning in the background as the contestants mingled. "Here." Yinyang said. "For you," He seemed very embarrassed, and avoided eye contact as he handed it over to Tissues. The piece of posterboard was decorated ornately with magazine clippings of varying sizes all framing a small painting of the moon rising over the horizon behind the hotel. Tissues stared at it without saying anything for a long time. "Wow.... It's amazing!" Tissues gestured to the paper. "What in the world... It's beautiful! Did you paint this?" "Yeah and it's not... That huge of a deal... Just something that reminded me of you." Yinyang said shyly. "It looks exactly like the supermoon we watched together," Tissues said, his eyes glued to the artwork. "You guyse are really good artists!" "It was hard to agree on something," Yin said. "Although, it was actually Yang's idea." "No it wasn't dumbass, as if i would come up with something this corny." Yang huffed. "You're lucky i worked on it too, because otherwise it would have been just as stupid as you are," Tissues laughed. "I'll keep it safe," He said, putting the piece into the slot on his head. "Thanks." A few quiet seconds passed between the two.

"Wait, guyse, don't look now." Tissues gestured upwards to where a small bundle of mistletoe was hanging. Yinyang's face burned. "Oh. That's," "Mistletoe. You know the rules..." Tissues rolled his eyes. "Hehe, who put that there anyway?" His face was flushed bright red. Yinyang laughed along. "Uhh, so, uhh..." Tissues leaned in and pressed a quick, small kiss onto Yinyang's cheek, slightly squishing his face, and immediately looked away in embarrassment. "Ahh, how sweet.." Yin said, "Yuck!" Yang added, although his half seemed to be blushing even more than Yin's. Tissues laughed, and gently punched Yinyang's shoulder. "Let's go get some apple cider," Tissues said, grabbing Yinyang's hand and leading him out into the party.

"I have something for you too, Tissues!" Soap said out of the blue, causing Tissues to almost jump out of his skin. "AHH! Soap, Jesus!" Tissues said. "What is it?" "Here you go," Soap handed him a large bottle of industrial disinfectant. "Use it next time you shower." "Um.... Thanks." Tissues said, placing it on the nearby countertop. Yinyang laughed.

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[ilovethetalkingclock]

An Inanimate Demise (VERSION B)

(VERSION A HERE)

For this version, instead of in alphabetical order, I did it ranging my most to least favorite characters. (Now, when I say least favorite, I don't mean I hate them, I just don't like them that much.)

(Warning for violence and death!)

Y is for YinYang, who drowned in a pool! S is for Suitcase, who was eaten by ghouls! K is for Knife, with disease in the brain! B is for Balloon, derailed in a train! T is for Trophy, who’s buried alive! F is for Fan, who got stabbed in the eye! B is for Baseball, who died in the womb! P is for Paper, who’s sealed in a tomb! One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number's up We all fall down Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away, rest is peace Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down B is for Bomb, who lost his front brakes! L is for Lightbulb, was bitten by snakes! P is for Paintbrush, was shot in the head! T is for Test Tube, who bled and bled! B is for Box, who was burned to a crisp! M for Microphone, was pummeled by fists! O is for OJ, who lived life too fast! S is for Salt, who swallowed some glass! One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number's up We all fall down Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away, rest is peace Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down P is for Pepper, who took the wrong trail! S is for Soap, who rotted in jail! A is for Apple, who was shot with a bow! M for Marshmallow, who froze in the snow! P is for Pickle, was trampled by hooves! N is for Nickel, who fell off a roof! T is for Tissues, was hit by a car! C is for Cherries, who sunk in the tar! C is for Cheesy, who fell off a plane! T is for Taco, who simply went insane! 

(original song)

[askhoteloj]

OJ: Hey, thank you! I actua-

Trophy: Yeah, we’re here. We have our own portion of the hotel, after all.

Trophy: We’re doing alright, I guess. Despite the fact that its so boring over here.

Nickel: Yeah, this hotel is just soooo exciting.

Soap: Oh come on, guys! We’re relaxing here!

Trophy: Relaxing’s boring! Besides, what do you know?

Nickel: I swear, if she starts singing...

Soap: Jeez, what a jerk! I mean, jock? Yeah.

Soap: Oh, and about Yinyang, I’d say he causes a moderate amount of chaos, but I’m there to clean it up. I don’t mind, it gives me something to do.

Cherries: Heh, Yinyang’s hilarious! The constant battling between what is like two contestants in one is pretty entertaining!

Cheesy: Oh, hahaha, that’s hilarious!

Cherries: Why?

Cheesy: Because, “two contestants in one”? That’s basically you guys! Hahaha!

Cherries: That’s not all that funny.

Cherries: I don’t get it.

Cheesy: Gasp! Maybe I’m loosing my edge...

Cheesy: Guess I gotta think of CHEDDAR material!

Cherries: Hahaha! That joke gets funnier every time you reuse it!

Nickel: So yeah, we’ll be here. We’re either chilling in our part of the hotel or hanging out with the season one contestants. So you can ask us questions, I guess. 

Nickel: I mean, besides Balloon, heh. He barely comes out of his room. It’s kinda pathetic. But I doubt you care about that.

[chipsfics]

Part 4 - Supermoon

Part 4 is here! 

Rated: PG (for swearing)

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Midnight. It was that time when fall was just ending and spring was brand new- Although the weather was warm during the day, nighttime was still a bit chilly- That sort of pleasant, crisp bite in the air that only comes at night. The world is cold and asleep, but Tissues was wide awake- quietly grabbing his phone, turning on the flashlight and creeping across his bedroom, past his quietly sleeping roommate, and out the door. He let out a sigh once he made it to the hallway, and crept to the elevator- Everything seemed a lot louder at night, but if the ruckus coming from the elevator woke anyone up, nobody came to confront him. He made it downstairs, past OJ's master bedroom, and into the front room- Where he was surprised to see Cheesy still wide awake and watching TV on the lowest volume. 

"O-oh." Tissues said, a bit shocked. "Hi Cheesy," Cheesy turned around and looked Tissues up and down judgmentally. 

"Hey Tissue-guy. What're you doing up so late?" Cheesy responded.

"Ohh uhhh... I'm just gonna uhh... Well I uhh. Midnight snack," Tissues sputtered. "I mean I'm hungry. I'm gonna get uhh.. Yeah." 

"Ok, cool. What did you have in mind? I'm kind of hungry too." Cheesy responded.

"I'm gonna. Order pizza," Tissues responded shyly.

"Order pizza? At midnight?" Cheesy said, cocking his head to one side in confusion. 

"Yeah uhh.. There's this place a couple miles away that does 24/7 delivery." Tissues said.

"Hm. Yeah, I figured, but..." Cheesy responded. "Aren't you supposed to tell OJ first if you're ordering any food to the hotel?"

"Um. Yes." Tissues said.

"I won't tell him if you give me a slice," Cheesy said, then paused, grinning. "At yeast a slice." He slapped his knee.

Tissues stared at him and blinked. "Wh.... OHH I get it. Cause like. Yeast is in pizza dough, and it sounds like least....." Tissues laughed. "That was a good one, did you think of it on the spot?"

"Wait, you really think so? And yes I did." Cheesy said proudly, smiling. "Also, what kind are you getting?"

"Olives and cheese," Tissues said. 

"Yuck. I hate olives," Cheesy said. "Can you get cheese and garlic bread too?"

"I dunno..." Tissues said. "I'm kind of broke."

"Well then, I guess OJ will be hearing about this in the morning," Cheesy said casually, turning back around to face the TV.

"Ughhhhh, fiiine." Tissues said. "You broke me. Lemme call up the pizza place right now."

Tissues dialed in the number and ordered from the exhausted-sounding operator. One large pizza with olives, and cheesy garlic bread. He hung up after putting his order in, put his phone back into his head where the tissues are dispensed, and exchanged it for his wallet. He opened it up and pulled out a 20 dollar bill. 

"Hh. Cheesy, do you mind doing me a favor? If you hear the doorbell ring, answer it and pay with this-" Tissues walked up to Cheesy and handed him the money. 

"Sure thing, dude. It's whatever," Cheesy responded. "Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go wake up Yinyang," Tissues said. "It's a supermoon tonight, and I wanna watch it with him."

"It's a what?" Cheesy said, perking up. 

"A supermoon," Tissues stopped in his tracks, continuing. "It's like, I heard about it from the internet, it's like... Where the moon is super huge in the sky. It's like uhh.. Something to do with rotations or something."

"Cool. I'm not very interested in moon stuff, so i'll just stay here. Have fun though, and good luck waking up Yinyang without getting murdered." Cheesy said, waving him away. 

Tissues hurried to the elevator and rode all the way up, quickly but quietly walking down the hallway on his tiptoes. He slowly reached for the door of Yinyang's room, and tested the handle- Unlocked. He walked in slowly, trying not to wake up the Cherries- And paused when he saw something new hanging up on Yinyang's wall. It was too dark to see very clearly in anything but black-and-white, but it looked like some kind of poster, no, a collage, filled with cluttered imagery of organic shapes. He stared at it for a couple seconds in awe of its intricacy and beauty- Before he shook his head and gently reached over to nudge Yinyang on his arm to wake him up.

"Yinyang," Tissues whispered. "Wake up!" 

Yinyang wrinkled his face and moaned, his eyes fluttering open sleepily but still half-lidded. As he came to, he realized who was standing in front of him and smiling- A very excited looking Tissues. 

"Huhhh..." Yinyang said, groaning as he sat up. "Wh... What is it?" He said, looking over at the clock. Around 12:40.

"Come with me, I have something to show you." Tissues said.

"What is it... That could possibly be so important that you have to wake us up at midnight?!" Yang whispered harshly. 

"It's the supermoon tonight," Tissues said. "I ordered pizza."

"The super-wha..?" Yin asked. 

"Its like... I heard about it from the internet, it's where the moon is like, super huge in the sky. It's uh. It's got something to do with rotations," Tissues continued. 

"Wait, lemme get this straight... You woke us up to see a stupid fucking moon?!" Yang said angrily. "Be nice, and don't curse!" Yin said.

"If you don't wanna come, I guess I'll just eat all of the pizza by myself." Tissues said sadly. 

"Well...." Yang paused, and sighed. "I guess i'll humor you. But don't think this means i'm not still angry!" He puffed. 

"Ok ok let's go you guyse! Or we'll miss it," Tissues said excitedly, helping the still-sleepy Yinyang out of bed and downstairs, all the while jumping around excitedly with an unusual spring in his step. Cheesy was still sitting in front of the TV, munching on garlic bread, and turned around to see the two trot out of the elevator holding hands.

"Hey lovebirds." Cheesy said. "Congrats on waking up Yinyang without dying," He continued.

"Shut up or I'll-" Yang brought up his fist. "Y'know what. I'm too tired. Where's the pizza," He promptly lowered it. Cheesy laughed, and Yang growled at him.

"On the counter. You two enjoy!" Cheesy said, chuckling and turning back towards the TV, that was still droning public access midnight TV as he snacked on the garlic bread.

Sure enough, the pizza was on the counter, and Tissues picked it up and balanced it on his head, using his two arms to balance it. from the top, he would have just looked like a walking pizza box.

"Heh heh, Let's go, guyse, I know a spot where we can see the moon really good!" Tissues said. "Wait, do you two wanna get some drinks first?"

"Oh, Sure." Yinyang was still talking in a somewhat hushed voice, but Tissues' overall lack of volume control was starting to show itself a little more as he got more excited. 

"My hands are kind of full. Can you just grab me an orange juice?" Tissues said. Yinyang nodded. He walked over to the snack fridge and reached for a bottle of soda, before Yin tried to pull away their hand. 

"If you're going to make us eat unhealthy junk food, at least let me drink water." Yin hissed.

"Ughh.. Water is gross." Yang said.

"Water is pure," Yin contested.

"Will you shut up about purity for one second?" Yang snapped back. Yin clenched his teeth, hard.

"This is the ONE compromise, ok? Water." Yin said, unusually harsh.

"Fine." Yang said, and grabbed an orange juice and a chilled water bottle. 

The two walked over to Tissues, who was still standing holding the pizza box- His arms looking a little tired. "Ok, let's go!" He said, and led them to the elevator. "Wait- I gotta ask- Are you afraid of heights?"

"Yin is." Yang said, "No i'm not!.... Maybe a little bit." He said, blushing. 

"Oh cool. So you wouldn't mind taking this to the little platform on the roof?" Tissues said. "The view up there is the best," 

"Oh. Sure," Yinyang said, Yin taking a hard swallow. Tissues pressed the elevator button, and led them up to the highest level. It was the attic area- Mostly full of cleaning supplies and scattered old construction equipment- half-empty paint buckets, old furniture, and even stuff from old challenges in season 1. The whole place looked unfinished- like construction hadn't gotten around to cleaning up sawdust or covering up insulation. The moon shining through the unstained glass windows was surprisingly bright and pure white. 

Tissues led Yinyang by the hand across the way, Yinyang freeing up his one hand by putting the water bottle under his arm that was holding the orange juice- Tissues still balancing the pizza on his head with one hand. While they walked, Yinyang looked around in amazement at the attic, a place he didn't even think existed inside the hotel.

Tissues had obviously been in here before, because he seemed uninterested in all of the dusty knicknacks and made a beeline for a dusty old door that Yinyang assumed led to the roof. 

He opened the door, carefully ascended the stairs one step at a time (There was a reason he didn't often use the elevator,) and made it out onto a small platform on the roof with a vent. It was just barely enough room for both of them to sit down, and Yinyang assumed that it was installed for construction or maintenance- the ground was hard, slightly sandy concrete. Tissues held up one finger to signal Yinyang to “Wait there”- He placed the pizza box down and lifted up the vent, rummaging around until he pulled out a slightly dusty picnic blanket. He placed it down gingerly. 

“Your throne, my liege.” Tissues said in a mock British accent. Yinyang wrinkled his nose at the old-looking picnic blanket, laughed, shrugged, and sat down.

"H...How did you know about this place?" Yinyang said, fidgeting into a comfortable position. The moon was even brighter once they got out of the hotel's attic. The light gave everything a sharp clarity, and bathed the two in a sparkling white light.

"Oh y'know..." Tissues shrugged, sitting down next to Yinyang. "I just come up here when I want to be alone. Or when I feel like nobody wants me around," He continued. "I guess I just found it cause i had to find somewhere to go." He grabbed his bottle of orange juice and cracked it open, taking a swig.

"Wow." Yinyang said. "That's kind of deep,"

"Not really." Tissues laughed. "Its just the way things are." He said, opening up the pizza box and offering it to Yinyang. "Want some?"

It was silly, but Yinyang started to blush. "Sure," He said, and took a slice and popped it into his mouth in one bite. Tissues looked a little shocked, and got a slice of his own to munch on, putting the pizza box to the side.

"Check it," Tissues said, pointing to the sky. "There it is. The supermoon," Tissues stared at it, eyes twinkling. 

Yinyang hadn't really taken a moment to look at the moon itself yet- It was giant and perfectly round, illuminating the deep blue of the night sky and threatening to outshine the stars. Something about the moon that night was gently urging Yinyang closer to it- The feeling of being pulled was almost dizzying. Yinyang subconsciously scooted closer to Tissues, and he leaned into the gesture affectionately.. A quiet moment passed.

Tissues plucked an olive slice off of his pizza and held it up to the moon. 

"Look," Tissues said. "If i hold it up like this, the moon looks like cheese in the middle."

Yinyang laughed, his voice ringing loud like a soft, far away bell. It was as clear as the moonlight. Tissues sniffed.

"Of course, everyone already knows the moon is made of cheese," Tissues continued, and Yinyang tried to stifle another laugh.

"You know, you kind of remind me of the moon, Yinyang." Tissues said.

"Oh?" Yinyang said, his face flushed a bright red. "How so?"

"Hmm. Lets see. You're both round, and bright, and very beautiful!" Tissues complimented, "If you don't mind me saying." 

"You really... You think so?" Yinyang fidgeted with his fingers to combat the butterflies in his stomach banging themselves against his ribcage. 

"Of course." Tissues said. "You're my friend. There's a reason I woke you two up so late, i wanted to share this with you." Tissues blushed, "The pizza was to make you less mad at me."

Yinyang giggled. "What...!" Yin said affectionately. "I guess. Well... I guess it was worth coming up here. I still think it's a stupid reason to wake up in the middle of the night, but.." Yang trailed off. "You better be glad you got our favorite pizza topping." 

Tissues smiled ear to ear, the most genuine smile that Yinyang had ever seen. He scooted in and wrapped his arms around Yinyang in a soft hug, squeezing his sides. Yinyang, taken by surprise and unsure of what to do with his hands, awkwardly followed suit a few awkward seconds after. Tissues was very warm (feverish, or flustered?) and rubbed his back gently. Yinyang couldn't help but squish the smaller object into his chest and nuzzle his face into the embrace. They held each other like that for a long time. It was nice. 

Tissues figured that Yinyang was just as touch starved as he was, because he was honestly waiting for Yinyang to let go.

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Part 3 - Discovery/Creativity

Part 3 is here! 

Rated: PG-13 (heavy themes, swearing)

WARNING! this chapter contains light mentions of self harm! please do not read if this will upset you! 

~~~~ The next morning, It was surprisingly quiet- Everyone was doing their own thing, most were sleeping in due to the lazy feeling that comes with most sundays. Yinyang, of course, slept in. They were technically not allowed to leave the hotel until the game was over- But Yinyang didn't really have anywhere to go anyway. Even if he decided to go "home", he didn't have anything for him there- Everything he'd left behind didn't mean anything to him. The other contestants, though, were obviously itching for the show to finally close it's curtains. Cherries, Yinyang's roommate, spent most of their time bouncing ideas off each other and having dull conversations in almost frightening synchrony.

From what Yinyang overheard, they were getting impatient when it came to Inanimate Insanity's finale. In a way, Yinyang and Cherries were similar, but in a lot of ways they absolutely weren't. For one thing, the Cherries got along. Of course, things were okay. Yinyang was used to being cooped up, be it in his own mind, his own body- And Tissues obviously felt the same. He didn't get out much, for obvious reasons. Yinyang got up, yawning, stretching, and blinking slowly to life- It was around 1pm, and once they got up and fought for a little while over which toothbrush to use, they finally finished up their morning routine and exited their room. To their surprise, they found Tissues slumped against the wall next to their door, clutching a half full water bottle and snoring gently. Yinyang debated whether to wake him up. Eventually Yinyang nudged his shoulder gently.

"H...Wuhuh.." Tissues blinked awake and looked around.

"Tissues! What're you doing out here?" Yinyang said. "Are you alright?"

"Oh uhhh..." Tissues slowly seemed to be coming alive. "Wha.... Oh yeah, I- Sniff. Walked over here this mornin' and tried to knock on your door, but you guyse didn't answer. So i just waited," Tissues wiped his nose. "I guess i fell asleep. Was that... okay? Did i do something wrong?"

"Oh, no no, it's alright!" Yin reassured him. "Why did you come here in the first place?" Yang said plainly.

"I wanted to thank you," Tissues said, heaving himself up into a standing position. "For being so nice to me yesterday. I don't think I would be feeling so much better now if it weren't for you guyse," Tissues wobbled a bit, holding his head. "I mean... i still feel bad, but..." There was a small silence.

"O-oh. It's no problem," Yinyang answered bashfully. "Anything for a friend!" Yin added.

"A friend?" Tissues smiled, his eyes having a strange twinkle in them. Yinyang couldn't help but smile at his goofiness. 

"Are you... Alright?? Do you need help getting back to your room?" Yin said, concerned. 

"Hhuuhhh.. No. I wasn't gonna- I was gonna- uhh. ask if you wanted to uhhh. Hang out? Cause I was out of commission yesterday." Tissues stuttered.

"Well sure," Yinyang said, shrugging. "But what would we do?" 

"Thats the thing. I didn't think of anything before i fell asleep," Tissues laughed awkwardly.

"Oh." Yinyang giggled. "We could just see if there's anything on downstairs,"

"Sure thing." Tissues smiled, and grabbed Yinyang's hand.

Down the elevator, through twisting orange-yellow hallways, two friends holding hands less out of affection and more just so they don't separate. Tissues' head suddenly jolted to the side and he stopped suddenly, inertia causing Yinyang to bump into him. This time the sheer force from the collision sent Tissues face first into the hotel carpet. 

"God damnit." Yang cursed. "Be nice," Yin said, which earned him a small slap in the face. "Are you okay, Tissues?"

"HAAHH-" Tissues heaved himself up. "What is that?" Tissues pointed to a spot of orange wallpaper, near the floor in a small, slightly secluded corner of the hotel hallway.

"What is what?" Yang said, looking at where he was pointing. Upon closer inspection, the place where Tissues was pointing at looked... strange. Under the wallpaper, there seemed to be a small square imprint of something that looked a lot like a miniature door. 

"Wait, you're right. There's definitely something there," Yinyang said.

Tissues scooted up closer to it on his knees and inspected the strange imprint. "It looks like something was wallpapered over here."

"Let's rip it open," Yang said devilishly. "No!! We don't know what it is," Yin said. 

"Don't you wanna know, though?" Yang responded. "But- It might be private! Or dangerous," Yin said back. While the two were busy arguing, Tissues was already picking away at the wallpaper until he found somewhere where he could start ripping.

RRRIIIPPP... The wallpaper was surprisingly weak and yielded easily. The two halves instantly dropped their argument when they saw what was behind the wallpaper- A small wooden door made of darkly stained wood. It looked old, and the doorknob was missing. Just as they had expected- a mystery door. It was much too small for anyone to fit into, but it seemed like it could be pried open... What could possibly be inside?

"Should we open it?" Tissues said.

"No! We've seen enough. What if we get in trouble with OJ?" Yin whined. "So? Admit it, you also want to see what's behind there." Yang responded, obviously annoyed.

"We're not opening it." Yin said seriously. 

"I'm gonna open it," Tissues said.

"Not you too, Tissues!" Yin gasped. Yang laughed. "Yes, yes open it!" He said, baring his sharp teeth. 

Tissues tried to dig his fingers into the doorframe to open it up, and it came open easy as if it were magic. The inside was completely dark, an almost inky blackness- and the way the light was positioned wasn't illuminating what was inside. Tissues' jaw hung open. A small spider crawled out of the hole in a hurry, and he stumbled back in surprise.

"Woah... What do you think .... Do you have your phone..? We could use the flashlight." Yinyang said, and Tissues fumbled a bit before he reached up and plunged his hand into the top of his head, the slit where the actual tissue part of Tissues is dispensed- and he rummaged around inside himself for a couple seconds, much to Yinyang's surprise. Tissues pulled out his phone after a couple seconds, powering it on and struggling for a couple seconds before turning on the flashlight function. The beam of light cut through the darkness like a hot knife through butter. Both of them peered into the doorway.

The inside was almost empty, save for a large stack of what appeared to be magazines. The walls were made of bare planks of wood with insulation peeking through the cracks- as well as a huge pipe going along the back. After a couple seconds of hushed, awed silence, Tissues reached in and pulled out the large stack. It was covered in a thick layer of dust, as if nobody had touched it in a long time. Tissues blew on it, and dust flew into the air. 

"HACK- COUGH, COUGH... HUHH.." Tissues examined the cover of the top magazine. It seemed to be very old- The paper was yellowed and it appeared to be a wildlife magazine. The cover was plastered all over with still- vibrant green flora with several small purple bugs resting on the leaves of the cover- Tissues held it up and Yinyang leaned in close to inspect the cover further. In big, black, blocky font was the name of the magazine in some kind of unfamiliar foreign language. 

"Woah.... What's this doing here?" Tissues said. "Who do you think is hiding these?" He said, moving on to the next magazine, which seemed similar, but this time it appeared to be a magazine about cars- Super old ones. The next one was almost the same, except it looked to be a modeling and makeup magazine. All of them were in the same foreign language- which looked similar to Chinese or Korean.

"What in the world..?" Yinyang said. "Who knew... Stuff like this was hiding in the hotel. It was only built a couple years ago, and..." Yinyang trailed off mid-sentence when they flipped to a magazine that appeared to be advertising the very first Melife products. Big bulky computers, old monitors, and even the very first Flip MePhone were sprawled across the cover. "Woah.. This one's super old,"

"Do you think anyone would mind if we took these?" Tissues said aloud. "I think it'd be cool if we could look at em in detail," He continued. "But I don't know how to read this. Do you know what language this is?" 

"Hmm. I don't know, actually." Yinyang said. "We don't speak anything but English and Italian." 

"Hmmm.... I'll ask OJ about them. You two wait here and guard the magazines, I'm pretty sure I know where he's at." Tissues said, getting up. Before he could leave, Yinyang grabbed his wrist with a certain forcefulness. 

"No. It's okay," Yinyang said, deadpan, without looking Tissues in the eyes.. "I really wanna read these. We'll return them later, I promise." 

Tissues seemed a bit offput. "Wha.... Well... um... uhh. Sure," Tissues laughed. He wasn't about to start to argue. He sat back down and noticed that Yinyang was staring at a particular magazine. It was at the very bottom of the pile,

and looked to be a lot newer- It was in English too. It seemed like a crafting magazine, with buttons and sewing supplies on the cover. Yinyang was seemingly fixated on another fact, though, which was that a large white piece of paper was tucked in between two of the pages. He pulled it out slowly and saw that there was handwriting scrawled hastily on it in marker- Also in English. 

"TRY MAKING A COLLAGE"

The two objects just stared at it in awe. "This thing just keeps getting weirder," Tissues said aloud. "Who do you think these are for?" 

"I have no idea," Yinyang said, "Do you think...? Maybe whoever left it here was just waiting for someone to find it," 

"Maybe." Tissues said. "I still say we ask OJ,"

"Are you kidding? He'll kill us," Yang said. "We shouldn't have opened the door in the first place. But i agree, the last thing we need is him to be mad at us." Yin continued.

"You've got a point." Tissues said. "Do you want to.... Y'know, take them? The magazines?"

"Yeah, let's hurry. It's only a little while before someone notices and asks what we're doing," Yinyang said harshly. 

"Hehe, our first mystery adventure together!" Tissues said, giggling in a hushed voice. He stacked the magazines hurriedly, giving half the stack to his partner in crime before they made a break for it. Tissues closed the small door behind him using his foot. The entire time running, Tissues was trying his best to keep up with his rushed gait that was less like a run and more like a waddle.

Up the elevator, through twisting orange-yellow hallways, and back to where they started from. The only person who caught them on the way up was Pickle- But he was absorbed in his headphones and didn't seem to really care what the two weirdos were up to. Once they got to their door- Tissues dropped the stack he was carrying and wiped the sweat off his forehead, trying to catch his breath. 

"Ok, we're here, you got it from here?" Tissues said, out of breath. “Huff, huff..” Yinyang opened the door, and the Cherries were sitting in bed and reading 2 copies of the same book. He hastily sneaked past the twins, and placed the stack next to his bed, Tissues trailing after him. Yinyang flopped onto his bed and sighed.

"That was stressful!" Yin cried. "Well we made it," Yang continued. 

"That was surely something," Tissues said, giggling. "I feel like i could take on the world... That was the most adventure i've had like, ever." Tissues climbed into Yinyang's bed and tucked himself in. "Goodnight, i'm going to bed and never getting up ever. My life is complete." Yinyang laughed and shoved him. He slipped and fell off the bed with a yelp.

"Hey! That was mean." Tissues said, laughing.

"Sorry!" Yin said, giggling and kicking the covers off so he could reach down and help Tissues crawl back up onto their bed. Tissues stumbled and ended up uncomfortably close to Yinyang's face, both of them starting to blush. Yinyang laughed, the same crystal clear, genuine laugh- Tissues couldn't help but smile as a warm feeling flooded his chest. Was this what having friends was like? 

The rest of the night was spent together with the TV on. Cherries didn't seem to mind.

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WARNING: The next part has slight mentions of self harm. Beware and don’t read if this will upset you!

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By the time Yinyang woke up, Tissues was gone. He just assumed that he'd gone back to his room- Tissues' sleep schedule was entirely unpredictable. One of the many symptoms of his condition- Wait, his condi-shawn, but Yinyang always tended to sleep in. Even when he wanted to get up early, One half always argued to sleep longer until the other half gave in. He tossed and turned in his sleep a lot. 

Yinyang woke up, cracked his knuckles, and looked over to the side of the bed. The magazines were still there, untouched, in the same haphazard skewed stack- The note kept echoing in their minds. Something so special, something so personal was living right under his nose in the hotel and he didn't even notice? The spiritual side of Yinyang couldn't help but think that the note was for him. A sign of some kind. It didn't help that it was so plainly ordering him to do something. 

"TRY MAKING A COLLAGE"

The phrase bounced around inside his head like a ping pong ball. He sighed and got up, reaching his hand in between his mattress and his box spring- Rummaging around and pulling out an old pair of metal scissors with a black plastic handle. Yinyang looked at it and frowned, looked back at his wrist, which was scarred with criss-crosses, and put the scissors on his bedside table. It'd been a long time since he had last hurt himself, and he was determined to give that old pair of scissors new life. This was the most in sync his two halves had felt in a long time. Yin and Yang tend to get along well when they decide that something is serious. He got up out of bed, went downstairs clinging to the metal handle the entire way down, and knocked on the door of OJ's office.

"What is it?" OJ's voice answered from behind the door.

"It's just us. Can we borrow something?" 

"Yinyang? What do you want?" OJ said, walking over to the door and opening it. 

"Can we borrow some paper and some glue?" Yinyang said bashfully.

"What for?" OJ said, looking Yinyang up and down inquisitively. 

"A.... collage." Yinyang said quietly.

"A what?" OJ said.

"It'sforacollage," Yinyang said again.

"Huh?"

"It's for. a. collage." Yinyang said, avoiding eye contact.

"Oh. Sure! I didn't take you as the arts and crafts type," OJ teased.

"Shut up or i'll drink you," Yang growled.

"Jeez, don't get snippy. I'll bring that out for ya, just give me a second. I've only got glue sticks, if that's okay?" OJ said. "And I don't have any magazines or pictures or anything like that. Do you have your own?"

"Yup. Sounds good," Yin said cheerily. "I'll bring everything back that I don't use,"  

OJ turned around and looked inside one of his file cabinets- His office was usually cluttered and he only spent about an hour a day in there managing the hotel. He got what he needed, and handed Yinyang a medium sized piece of posterboard and a gluestick with the seal still unbroken. Yinyang nodded and grabbed them.

"Thanks!" He said.

"No problem!" OJ said, sighing and closing the office door behind him. Yinyang made their way back to their bedroom, thinking about what they were going to make. Yin and Yang had different ideas- But in their mindscape, they seemed to coexist and mash together into something wonderful and surreal, blending together into a mash of words and sounds and pictures. Before they knew it, they were sitting down sprawled on their bedroom floor organizing magazine clippings.

Yinyang just cut out anything that caught his eye. It felt good to be holding these scissors to make something beautiful and passionate instead of using them for harm- Most of the clippings he ended up cutting out were from the first 3 that he grabbed from the pile. 

After that, it was just blur of scissors, paper and glue- He cut out every single Melife product almost surgically and filled their screens with butterflies. Cluttered imagery of thick vines twisting around scientific diagrams of the brain, monochrome intertwined with overgrown flora. His halves were working independently but smoothly communicating with one another- They had different visions, but the purpose of the collage as an art form is to combine things together into a slurry of emotions and vivid images. Once he was done, the finished collage was giant, beautiful and terrifying, a lot of the clippings hanging off of the edges of the posterboard.

Yinyang sat back and just stared at it for a while. He should make collages more often.

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About an hour later, Yinyang's MePhone started to vibrate and ring violently, and he jumped. Looking at the screen, it was an unsaved number- But he didn't usually get calls, so he answered it. "Hello?" "Uhhhhh Hai guyse, what's your favorite pizza topping?" It was unmistakably Tissues. "Ummm... Olives?" They said. "Ok BAI GUYSE!" Tissues said and immediately hung up the phone. Huh. Weird.

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