Death Playground

The Final Night 1

Well, hello again. I'm writing the start of this at 1am :')

Also, I think I have ideas

Imma write the people that are still alive:

Tommy
Bad
Karl
Quackity

So yeah!

Tw's: Su!c!de, crying, swearing, making things up, yelling, someone saying some pretty fucked up shit
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Karl's POV

Quackity's been crying the whole day since Sapnap died. He didn't come to dinner at all, he just stayed under his blanket.

You might be wondering if I cried too. Maybe even held something Sapnap left? Well, no. I just stared into space. Thinking.

How? How did it even happen? How did we get here? I don't even know how I got out of the last timeline and-

Make something up.

...Huh?

You know what I said. Make something up!

Ok. I'll try.
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Quackity's POV

I can't fucking do this anymore. I just can't. It hurts too much. Everything hurt too much.

My fiancé fucking died. To a game. A stupid children's game.

This shit is just too much to handle. I won't fucking live without him. I just won't.
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Tommy's POV

I can't believe all my family's dead. Wilbur, Phil, Techno... everyone. I just want them back. I just want them back I just want them back I just want them back I JUST WANT THEM BACK!

Tears are falling again. When they'll stop, I'll never know. I'll never fucking know.
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Bad's POV (A lot of POV switches, I know)

Skeppy. He was the only one who'd make my day, no matter what happened before. He was the knight in shining armour to me. My light in the dark abyss of the world.

But now that light's gone. I'm blind without him. Useless, even.

A person came up to me. Karl, to be exact. He sat down on the bed I had occupied.

"Hey." he said, looking at me.

"Hi..." I didn't look at him back. I looked at the wall.

"...I'm sorry about Skeppy. It must be awful, seeing your partner killed like that. I would know, cuz of Sapnap and shit."

"Language. It's horrible. Knowing they both died in pain and agony. It just breaks yo-"

"Yeah, right! Sapnap must have also felt that, falling from a glass panel and..." he kept on talking about his fiancé for quite a while before I started to get angry.

"...and I really love him and-"

"Ok, Karl, can you just shut up?" I said, putting my head in my hands.

"What?"

"You know what I said."

"Still! I was talking about Sapnap!"

"Yeah, well, you can go talk to your other partner about him!"

"I don't give a shit about talking to Quackity! What made you think I gave a flying fuck about him?!" Karl screamed.

I stared at him in shock. Sure, I've seen him say some messed up crap, but that? That was just barbaric!

"...so, that's what you think of me, Karl?"

Me and Karl whipped our heads around to see Quackity, holding a note with a heart on it.

"I- I can't believe you. I really thought you loved me." he gripped the note tighter.

"Quackity, I didn't say what you think I sai-"

"Oh, you didn't, hm? Well then, why did I somehow hear you say that you didn't give a flying fuck about me?" Quackity had tears in his eyes now.

"I wasn't thinking, Quackity!" Karl yelled back. He also had tears in his eyes.

"...Fuck you."

"Excuse me?!"

"You know what I fucking said, Karl Jacobs," Quackity sneered, giving Karl a cold stare, "Fuck you. I was gonna give you this note with kindness, but fuck that."

He dropped the note and ran away, wiping his face quickly as he turned on his heel.

Karl was silenced for a few seconds, before looking at the note. It had a purple heart on it, decorated with glitter.

"Sh-should I open it?" Karl said, his hands shaking a little.

"Yeah." I replied.

Hands trembling, Karl opened the letter with caution. He unfolded it and read what it said:

Dear Karl,

Y'know, I thought that it would be you, me and Sapnap forever! Well, right now, it's just you and me. And soon, it'll just be you.

I don't want you to think that it's your fault, because it isn't. I love you so much!

All my love,

Quackity
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Here's a note for if you're ever sad:

Hi. It's me, Quackity! Can you smile for me please, because your smiles are always cute! :)

I love you with all my heart Karl! <3

"..."

"Karl? What does it say?" I asked.

"We need to find him. Now."

He grabbed my wrist and dragged me somewhere. He flicked on all the lights, and went through each room. One was labeled as the men's bathroom, so we went in.

But the sight we saw...

Was the worst.
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Karl's POV

Quackity was hanging from a noose, holding a thing I made him when we got here. A small blue and yellow duck plush.

I swayed on the spot before dropping down to my knees and screaming. Screaming no words. Just screaming.

Bad was trying to console me whilst I screamed, though he was failing even more as every second passed.

Even after I stopped screaming, the tears never stopped.

They wouldn't ever stop.
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So, who liked the angst?

Finished at 2am :D