Lightbulb POV:
I close my right eye, and I begin to see something.. strange.
Why is my vision all.. glitchy?-----
Marshmellow POV:
I stare over at paintbrush, they look scared.. rightfully so.
Lightbulb is.. possessed? I think?
I slowly leaned over to paintbrush."You distract her.. I'll go get testtube."
I whispered to them.Paintbrush nodded.
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third person POV:Paintbrush stood up, eyeing the creature formerly known as lightbulb.
"Uh.. Lightbulb..? Thing..?"
".-.. .. --. .... - -... ..- .-.. -... / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -.. ---"
She shrugged.
Paintbrush gave an akward smile.
"I uhh- can't understand you."
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FEELIN' CRABBY
أدب الهواةLightbulb is feeling sour, so she goes to testtube to hopefully get something to sweeten her mood. unfortunately, everything goes out of control. TW: Blood, gore, written gore, disturbing imagery, emotional crap, and dereality. You might think this...