Villain to Victim

Icebreaker

Tw: Swearing   

     Bryce stared at the computer Infront of him. He could almost feel the cold gaze of it on him, like a razor sharp knife slicing through an orange. 

        Slowly, he stepped forward, typing a few things. A green and fuzzy backpack was standing behind him. This object was one of his best friends, Liam. Liam was holding a brown stuffed animal like he always did, the smile it brought Bryce make him grin in delight.

        After a few seconds an object spawned in, then more started to appear. Liam was practically jumping with joy. "Bryce we did it!" He smiled warmly.

       One of the objects started talking. She was a pink magazine. "AND HE LOOKED AT ME WITh The dumbest look.. you could.. possibly..." She stopped and stared at the ground in either shock or sadness, though Bryce couldn't tell. Her smile turned into that of a frown.

        She giggled a bit. "Haha...uh- what... uhm Where am I?" She questioned her face now turned into a very confused state.

       Another object on the green colored spherical object was a small Tomato. "What am i gonna do? I d-don't have my phone o-or anything! I can't contact anybody this is just-" The magazine started to spout out, her voice turning frantic. 

        A gray Nail started to open their eyes and gazed around them. They made a weird nose then closed their mouth again, keeping their yoga pose. "Seriously already?" a spoon seemed to say, laying down "It's only been like 2 hour-" He stopped when he say where he was, his eyes turning a state of surprise and shock.

        The magazine was still in despair, spouting about her life. The Nail and the Tomato seemed much calmer, only glancing around a few times. The spoon sat up. "This isn't real" He mumbled to himself. Though he was cut short by a piece of bread.

       She seemed to be in a heated argument. "You seriously think I'm gonna forgive you?! I hope you rot in a dumpster you filthy piece of gar....." She stopped when she opened her eyes. everyone was staring at her. "What the-?" The bread tried to communicate before a flying Lantern was sent towards her. "WHAT-" The Lantern yelled before crashing in some triangular grass. He slid for a while before stopping and face planting, grass covering him.

        The Spoon and Nail started to walk over to him, the Nail being a bit more shocked.

       This interaction was cut short by a very loud mic, causing the Lantern to trip and fall into more dirt. "HELLO CONTESTANTS! MY NAME IS..... SORRY!" He yelled before a quick pause and some banging. "Is this better?" He asked, much quieter. The Lantern just blinked.

        "Hello contestants" The voice said, with a blank tone. "I am your host" He paused for a second. "Airy and welcome too this competition called onnnneeeeeee..." He stretched the name out for a second. Some music started playing. "Please don't tell me-" The nail whispered. The piece of bread starting walking. "We're on a gameshow with an invisible host in the middle of nowhere" "Great!" She yelled sarcastically. "ONE? Is that an acronym or something?" The copper Lantern announced.

        Whispering could be heard between two objects. "Help me Liam this is what you're supposed to be useful for!" The sentence was clearly caught. This host was a horrible whisperer. After a long pause this mysterious voice continued. "Yes, ONE stands for..." The sentence was cut short. "Where. are. we?" The Spoon yelled, his face slightly scowling. 

     "Uhh you're on the.. Plane, here to compete in my competition called.. ONE" The voice said. "Why are we here?!" The Spoon continued to yell. The Magazine now started to walk to where everyone was, her facial expression still containing some initial shock. "You're here to compete in my competition called.. One" The voice said, in a boring tone.