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strawbsbbq · 2 months ago

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Trud x Regretvator fanfic

(this is cringe but I'm free, warning for mentions of violence, strangulation, derealization and implied murder. It is also- not the best and very edgy as I concepted it while sleep deprived.)

TR:UD x REGRETAVATOR Investigation at the rocket arena.The taxi drove off,as the two of them hopped out. The Detective,Bive,Adjusted her glasses as she held a bit of paper in her hands. “Ahah! This is the place!” She exclaimed joyfully. The man..or..bug besides her didn't match the energy.

He was clearly already annoyed with this foolish investigation. “...how inviting.” He said, snarky. The Detective scoffed at her unamused assistant. “Oh shush,Pest! We could find some huge leads here! Just think..maybe,just maybe,we could find out how this place shut down,and see if the reason is just as I suspect,THE GOVERNMENT HIDING SECRETS IN THIS VERY ARENA!” she said,with odd glee at the thought of having a big break such as that. Pest blinked before crossing his arms. “I doubt the government would be hiding things in a public tourist attraction, ばか.”

“guh! Just you wait! We’ll know I'm right!”. They would glare at each other,before finally entering the location. The once popular,now abandoned tourist attraction; The Rocket Arena.

The once busy tourist attraction,now a ghost town. It was almost jarring,seeing the bright colors and happy faces on the brochure,compared to the broken,desaturated mess before them. It was almost uncanny. They entered the attraction to begin investigating. Bive took the lead, looking at the map on the old, colorful brochure.

She walked on the rickety,half broken bridges. Pest reluctantly followed behind. God- why did he even agree to this. He didn't even like Bive in the first place,in fact,they both distrusted each other immensely. Well,he guessed he should atleast get it over with,as he started to walk around, investigating as well.

The two looked around for clues.unbeknownst to them however, something was watching,lurking… its red eyes fixed on the two fools that decided to enter. However, its eyes became fixed on the beetle.. how- intriguing, perhaps someone similar to it? It decided to bide its time,and strike when ready. It just had to be patient.

The two met back up in the middle of the arena “Find anything?” Bive asked Pest. “Nope. Nothing but burn marks on the bridges and stuff people dropped.” He said, before sighing. “This is just stupid at this point,Bive. Maybe it was just abandoned because no one was interested in fighting each other with fake ass rocket launchers.”

Bive was angered by this comment “NO! something must have happened! Places like this don't just get abandoned overnight! We clearly aren't digging deep enough!” Pest,annoyed at this persistence,rolled his eyes. “Shit like this is how you get yourself arrested. I'm not sticking around for this.” With that,he turned away, about to leave.“WH- hey! GET BACK HERE!, HEY!” she yelled,to no avail as Her “Assistant” Walked into the distance. She turned back, pissed “Fine.. I don't need you anyway! I'll get to the bottom of this myself!” She exclaimed.

The two went their separate ways. Now was the perfect time. Pest slowly made his way to the exit, secretly taking anything he found interesting. This whole thing was just stupid,that detective was just stupid. All he wanted to do was go home,rest,and use the stuff he.. borrowed.

As he got closer to the exit,a chill suddenly shot through his spine,as if there was something behind him. “Eh?” He looked behind him,and saw something in the distance. He squinted his red eyes. At first he thought it was Bive,and his face turned into a scowl. “I already told you, I'm leaving. Don't even try to convince me not to.” the figure didn't respond. He scoffed yet again, turning around again. But as he did.. the figure was way closer, letting out a small chuckle. Pest looked back,Startled “W-wh.. what the hell?..”.The pitch black creature,dressed in a hat and a hoodie similar to the beetle, cackled again,staring at the bug-like creature. “My my, aren't you an interesting sight! A creature like me I assume!” It said, sadistically. The Beetle tried to back up,confused “w-what are you talking about!.. Who the hell are you!” his voice shook as he stepped back.

He was about to make a break for it, before.. WOOSH.

The figure rushed at him, quickly grabbing his neck. “Now,no need for running just yet…” it said,staring,and hoisting him up. “クソ！放せ、この変人!” He struggles for breath,strangled by the red and black creature. “わ、私に何を求めてるんですか”The creature let out another laugh “I wish to know more about you.. if we are truly alike. We're definitely similar. I can sense it in your very being.” It responded. “Do you feel that same urge.. that same itch to hurt and maim?” It coldly asked, looking at Pest.

He continued struggling to breathe,before looking at the monster “w-what are you talking about!” Angrily,he asked. “You know what I mean.. the urge to kill,the urge to hurt.. the urge to see life leave someone's eyes… Do you feel it?” It asked. Pest couldn't help but be disturbed by the question. He couldn't help but try to deny it,to deny the fact that deep down,he has those urges. “N-no?.. what are you even..”. Suddenly,he was slammed to the ground. “Ohhh, don't even try to lie.. you do.. you just don't do it physically.. you hurt people and you know that.. you steal,lie,cheat.. you're just as monstrous as I am,you just express it differently,you cockroach..”

it approached. Ready to attack. “Now.. show me what you've been hiding.. go on,kill.. or I'll gladly kill you.” Another laugh rang out,and Pest struggled to catch his breath. His body shook..he was afraid.. scared..but at the same time..pissed. He didn't want to give in to these things. Or face the truth the creature told. As the creature got closer,he punched the figure.

It recoiled, surprised. “And so the cockroach fights back! Ah! How great!” It punched back, winding the bug. Pest glared,and snarled,like a ticked off animal.“LEAVE ME ALONE!” he screamed. He attacked the creature once more,and they were locked in a struggle, fighting each other. The creature was close to overwhelming him,never keeping its gaze off the bug.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” It raised its hand, scratching the bug,who responded with a pained screech and holding his arm. He fell to his knees. The figure approached. “Look at you.. the anger inside you.. at any moment you could snap.. you should.. it's fun.. it's much better than being a petty thief.. you know you want to hurt. You know you want to cause harm.. no matter though,since I'll make sure to make your death for your refusal quick..and painless..” it was right up close to him..

Pest closed his eyes.. before tripping the creature! The creature fell with a thud,as the beetle stood over it. He shakily looked at the bag of supplies he and Bive brought, opening it as the creature slowly got up. He got a rope out of it and.. tied it around the creature's neck. With a tug,it began to suffocate,its struggle for breath mixed with laughter.

Meanwhile,The ever so Curious detective continued on her way, searching through the abandoned attraction. “Stupid pest… there has to be something here!” She muttered under her breath. “I'm right,I know I am!”She determinedly walked, finding one of the high points of place.

Climbing the ladder to the top.“Hmm..?”She saw a small hatch at the top,as if leading somewhere. “! Aha! This must be where they're hiding everything! I knew it!” She celebrated, opening the hatch,and climbing down into it. It was dark in there,almost nothing was visible. “C’mon.. something has to be in here..” she said, looking around. She stepped on something “..! ?” She looked for what it was in the darkness,for the shattered remains of whatever broke. As she did,a low growl became known. She jumped at this.. the growl got closer and.. a red, animalistic creature,staring her down.She SCREAMED!

Climbing back out of the hatch, panicking. The animalistic Killer, Drakobloxxer, jumped out after her,with the intent to kill and eat the woman made out of hair. She ran,chased by this creature. “OH GOD OH GO OH GOD OH GOD!” she screamed, running as fast as she possibly could. Drakobloxxer growled and roared, extremely quick.

“RAGHHHHHH!!!!”She ran and ran as quick as she could,she wasn't the most agile,but she tried, before she tripped, hitting the wall of the arena. She rubbed her head, looking in fear as Drakobloxxer barreled towards her!

She looked for anything to defend herself before looking at the bag of supplies she had on her as well. She dug through the bag, pulling out the snacks they bought on the way here. She wasn't gonna eat them anyway,after all,all dollar store food had microchips in them anyway. Out of desperation,she threw a bag of jerky at the rampaging monster,bracing herself.Drakobloxxer,almost closing in on her,paused, looking at the bag of jerky.

Almost like a dog,he sniffed it. After a good second of sniffing,the mutant grabbed the bag with his teeth,troting away to devour it. Bive hyperventilates,before noticing the distraction had worked. Yes! She lives! She gave a nervous but relieved sigh. She had to find pest and get out of here.She got up, going back towards the entrance.

There Pest was, looking at his own hands. He seemed almost traumatized by what happened. But his face didn't show it. Atleast he survived that encounter. Bive went up to him.“Y-you w-were right! This was stupid! We need to get out of here!” She said, panicked.

Pest didn't respond at first.“...? Pest?..” she asked, concerned.He looked at her. “Oh. Yeah. Give me your girlfriend's number , she'll have to pick us up “ he said emotionlessly.

Eventually,after a call,they were picked up by Split. The situation was never really explained to her,but Bive wanted to keep it that way. The two talked and talked,as Pest remained silent. He couldn't shake off the things that thing said. The urge to maim. He looked out the window of the car, however.. the reflection wasn't his..it was.. that..things. as its red eyes stared back at his,he silently looked back at the rope he stashed in his hoodie pocket. He grabbed it out silently. With rope in hand,he reached for bive and…The end.

#fanfic #roblox #the robloxia until dawn #regretevator #regretevator bive #regretevator pest #tr:ud guest 666 #tr:ud drakobloxxer

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sicksucculentz · 8 months ago

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Regretavator headcanons: Infected

whatever is infecting him will occasionally take a small hold of his brain and control him. It's a lot like seeing a zombie and it can be just a little bit hard to spot at first. His only goal in these fits is to infect others. He can still walk, run, jump, climb, and grab in this state making him highly dangerous and infectious. His eyes appear almost completely empty of any sense or who we was before, slow wandering, staring off into space, not responding to anything anyone is saying, and quick advancements towards the sounds of someone's voice. A speaking voice or someone in the line of sight is normally the trigger that spurs the infection to start approaching. Say someone pushed something over out of sight and said nothing at all Infected's clouded controlled brain would ignore it. He can speak in a state like this but the infection will only force him to speak in order to lure people out. Using Infected's voice he will say things like "where is everyone" "please don't run away""let me in" "don't be scared" but these sound slow and like Infected is distracted by something which can be immensely creepy when he's standing at like the end of a hallway or chasing someone.

Sometimes he will even send messages from his phone or computer when the infection has a hold on his mind that read the same way as above. Those messages often go to Split or Party Noob sense those people seem at least vaguely familiar to the infection. The normal protocol for this situation is to put Infected's contact on mute and ignore any calls for a little while.

The infection can have a hold on Infected's brain for up to 2 weeks or so maybe a little over.

First signs of infection was a runny nose, cough, sneezing, jaundiced eyes, loss of appetite, increased thirst, headaches, occasional vomiting and nausea, mental confusion, drooling, sweating, and achey muscles. Most of the time he's kind of fuzzy in the head but not in the way when the infection has control over his mind, more along the lines of someone a little hopped up on cold medicine or something. He's gotten so used to the symptoms that he can just so easily ignore them.

He can often tell when the infection is about to take hold/control and will lock/barricade himself inside his apartment. He hangs a sign on the outside of the door reading "do not open this door. Infection inside"

It's startling to see the infection take control of him. He knows when it's about it happen, he says it feels like something fuzzy slowly creeping up his limbs, through his chest, up his neck, and into his brain. He can be heard crying out in nonsensical noises, shouts, screams, etc. He grips his head in discomfort and uselessly paces around shaking his head and running into just about everything around him trying to get the sensation to stop. There's even been times when he's deliberately rammed his head into walls and sturdy objects in his apartment. It's sad and terrifying to see/hear all at the same time. Lampert once was right outside his door when it happened and he just stood there staring at the door with a sad expression on his face listening to the crashing from inside. After a little bit he just turned and quietly crept back onto the elevator.

Normally he's a pretty cool guy to talk to. Very calm, down to earth, a little slow in his speaking patterns, and a little funny. He's mostly weird though, not in a scary or threatening way but the type of weird that makes you chuckle. He actually doesn't have much to say so he doesn't speak very often but bring up a topic he loves and he'll ramble.

He can often be caught doing some odd things like staring off into space while standing or sitting for long periods of time, rocking or swaying, running the palm of his hand over something over and over again while staring off into space, aimlessly wandering.

He will sometimes cycle through emotions in waves. Because of the fever just about frying his brain near constantly his emotions are a bit out of whack. He will start to become irrationally angry or frustrated/snippy then quickly fall into a brief crying spell because he doesn't understand why he's angry in the first place, then sobbing because he then doesn't understand why he's crying. After about an hour or more he'll be ok again but sleepy and a little out of it. It doesn't happen everyday but it does happen enough for it to be regular. Sometimes it will happen more than last and other times it will have more space in between each spell.

He's actually got a slightly larger hook nose with the bump in the bridge. It suits his face very well. He's very angular and thin due to the illness he has. His neck is a bit spindly and has a large adam's apple that sticks out. He slouches a lot when he walks and sits.

He's outright scary even as a Robloxian that doesn't have claws or sharp teeth like the others. No one ever knows right off the bat if he has a hold of himself or if he's in one of his zombie like states and waiting to figure it out could prove to be a bad decision

DrRETRO works with him a lot trying to figure out how to cure him as well as learn more about what's going on with this infection. Sadly she hasn't made a lot of progress with it because he keeps blowing off appointments.

#regretevator #regretevator headcanon #regretavator infected

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