WARNING: Story contains mentions of gore, blood, death, hallucinations, and so on. All chapters will be provided with a warning before they begin
Meet Syd, a retired member of the leftovers gang, originally known as ragsy. After her retirement, she...
TRIGGER/CONTENT WARNING: MENTIONS OF AUDITORY HALLUCINATIONS
The water in rave cave swishes, and the dance floor flashes vibrant colours, beaming onto the water. A girl kicks her legs in the glimmering water, thigh high socks, white shoes, fluffy, cuddle team leader hoodie, cyan hair, at peace, fishing for some... well, fish, and maybe a few treasures. She kept the fishies in a plastic, purple box, and she kept the treasures in another plastic box, but coloured pink. This girl is Syd — she was once part of the leftovers gang, she was once called Ragsy. She retired because she wondered what life in the loop really had in store for her. She peered into the deep, shining blue, until something tugged on her fishing pole. Reeling it in, Syd found a spray can. A spray she never seen before; the can's label said "Alyve". "Oooooooh~ hey pretty mama!" Flirted Syd, talking to the can like it was a person, "I'm keepin' ya in my pocket!" She continued, doing said thing to the can. "So ya got a spray from fishing, ey?" A male seven sentry mentioned to Syd, pointing to the can in her pocket. "Yep! And I bet it's gonna be real popular with the other loopers when I spray it down somewhere!" Replied Syd, hands on hips and nodding. "Awesome! You stay safe out there!" The seven sentry man said to Syd, with a thumbs up, "You too~!" She replied, heading out with her boxes to use her new spray.
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"Hmmm.. now where to spray this lil guy?" Our hero pondered, hand on her forehead. She highlights shifty shafts as her hotspot, "There!" She pointed, heading towards her destination. Syd has arrived, spraying her new found treasure onto a wooden shed. The artwork on display was a dual faced headshot of doctor slone as the left of the face, and the mecha strike commander as the right side. "Say, pardner, that's a pretty rootin' tootin' spray right there!" Said Ruslter, pointing to the newly placed piece of artwork. "Thanksies, bestie!" Syd replied with a sparkling smile — "Your welcome. We've known slone so little, don't ya think? Kinda feel bad about the poor girl... some people say she's gonna be revived, some say she's still dead... she be alive or she be dead?" Ruslter continued. "Yea, she does seem like a very lovely woman if you get to know her. "She be alive or she be dead"? Only time can tell..." Syd replied, eyebrow raised at the spraycan she had.
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Rustler stared at the can, and realised... "Wait. She be ALYVE..." she whispered. "She.. be alive? Wait.. wait WAIT! you're onto something!" Syd exclaimed, until being interrupted by a rush of cold blood and a voice whispering something she couldn't understand in her ear. It stopped. "Y-you heard that too, r-r-right!?" Syd stuttered in fear — "Hear what..!? Wha- What happened, pardner!?" Worried Rustler as she put her hands on Syd's shoulders, until hearing the voice herself. It said a little more clearly "Welcome, lambs, to the slaughter". Ruslter breathes heavily, "WHAT IN TARNATION WAS THAT!?" She yelled. "Are We.. going crazy?" Syd asked, Rustler squealed "Definitely..!".
Syd not only went crazy about that voice, she went crazy about the mission she was on... Everything. Starts. NOW.
