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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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