The Player That Changed The Game (A KP Story)

The "Calm" Before The Storm...

Music to play this chapter: Not Enough Time by Fishcracks.(Wait to play!)

Despite the agreement, White Jack refused to leave. While not a lot of players cared, every single Gootraxian DID. Well, not all. Sprinklekit was more focused on Dreamscaper. What was that!? So menacing, and yet, so amazing. Is that possible? While she wondered what the hell happened, her main focus was to make sure he was OK.

After talking to several Gootraxians and players(Note: while they fought against them, they have no actual quarrel. They simply did it bc they were bored), she eventually found him on the railings outside the gas rooms, staring into the broken facility. "Hey." Dreamscaper didn't respond. Sprinklekit tried again. "You OK?" Dreamscaper let out a big sigh. "I'm sorry you had to see me like that. It's just...my feelings took over(Lore moment: When Dreamscaper's feelings get out of hand, they take over him. When this happens, he loses all thought of who's friend or foe and goes into a frenzy. However, something as simple as a plead from a friend/loved one can return him back to normal). I needed to win that fight cause if I'm banned, I won't be able to see you all again." "Awww..." She hugged his side, who in turn gave her a one-armed hug. "Thanks. Although it was a bit creepy, I get it. You were doing it for us." Dreamscaper let out a chuckle. "You always seem to surprise me on just how much of a sweetheart you are." She blushed. "Oh, stop! You're flattering me!" Another chuckle escaped. After a bit of silence, Sprinklekit decided that this was the perfect moment. "Dreamscaper..." "Hm?" "There's something I-"

*SIREN*

Attention all staff and personnel. Operation "Purification" has been activated by *STATIC*. Please proceed to the bunker in the caverns with your ID card. Anyone left outside the bunker will die, and WON'T respawn. Thank you, and we hope to see you again at Laminex.

Play music here!

Sprinklekit was confused at what the message said, but Dreamscaper was freaking out. "Purification!? Crap! We gotta find those cards!" "Wha-! Why!?" "If we don't find those cards and get into the bunker, we'll die!" "But I'll just come back from the goo." "Remember? I'm a player! If I die, I'm going to be kicked!" "MEEP!" "Come on!" Thankfully, there were 2 cards already near their location, one on a shelf and one on a box. "Alright! How long do we have?" "Don't know, but we should hurry!" They ran out of the area and began to make their way to the bunker. Along the way, they saw players, goos, and players as goos all fight for ID cards. Due to all the fighting, nobody really saw the two run past them. When they got closer to the bunker entrance, they saw Catte and Nightcrawler talking about something, Panther tending to Carnelines' wounds(is she blushing?), 3 players with an assortment of weapons, and Rainbow on one of the players back. Panther was the first one to notice the duo, so she finished with Carnelines' wounds and beckoned them. "Hey! Over here!" The two noticed immediately and picked up speed until they united with the group there. Dreamscaper was the first to speak. "It's nice to see you all." He turned to the players. "You're not going to betray us, are you?" Nightcrawler answered before they could open their mouths. "They can't harm us. There's something that prevents friendly fire from those with cards." "Nice. Glad to have you guys." They cheered. "You guys have ID cards?" They pulled them from out of their fluffy tails. "You guys?" Catte, Carneline, and Panther pulled them from their tails as well, while the players and Nightcrawler pulled them out of their inventory(Nightcrawler has a belt with storage. Therefore, he has an inventory.). As time passed, more players and Gootraxians came to the bunker entrance, all with cards. After about 20 entities were near the entrance, a loud static sound came from the speakers.

The bunker will open in about 3 minutes, and the gas will be released in about 4. May you have a great time, and we hope to see you again at Laminex.

"Why do they even have this system?"asked Catte. Dreamscaper replied with a shrug. A player looked up for some random reason, then spoke. "Uh, guys? Something appeared above our heads." Everyone else looked up. There was an icon of a blue ID card. "I guess it indicates who is on which team," another player. A third player chimed in. "Why would they need that?" Dreamscaper finished the conversion. "This is why," he said, pointing to the opposite side of the cavern. A group about 2 times larger than theirs gathered in front of spawn. At the front is none other than White Jack. Sprinklekit's face shriveled in disgust. "Ugh. That b**ch doesn't know when to quit. Honestly, I'm surprised he doesn't have a card." They all got closer but stopped some distance away. White Jack spoke in what was supposed to be a calm voice, but seeing Dreamscaper again, still stained with his blood, made his blood boil, making his tone more menacing. "It seems like there aren't enough cards for everyone. So that means there's only one way to see who gets to live. Survival of the fittest." Each group took a battle stance.

"Keep ahold of your cards, fend off opponents, stay alive, but most importantly, help each other."(Dreamscaper to his team)

"Kill the furries, grab their cards, and if someone needs help, screw them. They aren't strong enough to be alive."(White Jack to his team)

"NOW, LET'S BRAWL!"