(Ranboo pov)
"And the votes are in. The viewers have voted for you to. . .STAY!, isn't this just amazing my little puppet" Hatch's wide grin twisting up his face.
"NO, PLEASE, JUST KILL ME I DON'T WANT TO BE A PART OF THIS. THOSE DEATHS WERE ACCIDENTS IT WASN'T MY FAULT, JUST LET ME DIE NOW I CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS NO" I screamed and screamed but he just stood there, with his twisted smile.
"Oh no, it looks like our new friend here is a bit too loud, why don't we fix that. Afterall that is one of our rules here on set, no speaking unless it's in the script." He pressed a button on his control panel.
suddenly I felt the mask tighten around my face and I almost couldn't breath, it was restricting my breath and just as I tried to speak it started to burn, as I screamed it came out a muffled whisper. I started to cry more than I already was. Hot tears pouring out my bloodshot eyes.
"I said no talking, yet you continue to try to speak, I think we are going to need to do something about this."
as soon as he finished his sentence a horrible burning sensation overcame me, the mask began to glow a faint orange, white hot pain overtaking me and I eventually passed out from the pain but as I was losing my vision I saw some blurry figures come in and start to unstrap me. That was the last thing I remembered, until now. . .
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Generation loss (Alternate ending)
FanfictionWhat if the viewers voted for the main character Ranboo to live, and become a part of the experiments. For years Ranboo is under their control, being controlled by his mask, being used to play with peoples emotions and his own being played like a fi...
