If My OC Was In Roblox Evade

Chapter 4: A familiar face

Hi lovelies, Merry Christmas! This is my Christmas gift for all of you, so Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
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Warning:
Cussing
Tiny mention of blood
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  "I'm bored." Bobo said for the 1,000,000 time. He was tired of listening to Defect scolding Rebel. He missed Happi and Jard. Bobo looked down at the Pop Tart wrapper and trailed his finger over it. Looking over at the two adults, Defect had knocked Rebel out and was wrapping a bandage around his hand. "Where's Happi and Jard?"

  "Hmm?" Defect looked up at Bobo.

  "Happi and Jard."

  "Happi said that she heard a sound, so she went to check it out."

  "When is she coming back?"

  "Don't know kiddo." Defect had started to feel bad for the kid, he assumed that the people the kid had mentioned where most likely his siblings or friends. Defect walked over to Bobo and crouched down to his level. "Look kid, I have no idea who you guys are. But from what I have seen, 'Happi' is able to take care of her self."

  That had seemed to work. Next thing Defect knew, Bobo was smiling at him and started lightly bouncing in place.

.̵̡̡̦͙͖̗̘̞͖̰̣͖͒.̷̘̥͈̳͖̲̦̜͕͎̼̜̼̈́.̶̡̗͙̱̖̯͕͙̝̓̅́͌͒̈́̓̈̐̕̚͘.̷̧̧̧̰̻̞̙̼̟̟͙̊͝.̷̭͎̥̦͓͙͐̋̄̅͑̓̓̋̉̕.̴̲͉̲̮͔̤͓͐̈͗̀̚.̵̛͙͔̝̐̀̓̋͝.̵͉̺͕̦̼̭̯̘̱͔̪̬̠̈́́̅͠ͅ.̵̨̝̟͕͕̯͍̐.̵͚̯̥̙͚̙͑̆̂̊̀͊̓̓͠.̷̨̲͍͍̜̖̫̝̼̦͔̩͐͑̆͋͗͌͝͠͝.̴̨͎̼͙̝͖͈̂͋͒̓͆͋̽.̵̱̅̄͐̀̎̈́͋̎̄̓̅͝͠͠.̶̨͓̼̬̈́͘.̴̼̹̒.̸͉̗̒͆͒́̔̚͝.̵̡̱͓̙̼̎́͌̈͝.̸̧̨̢̛͕̹̗̱͇̞̬͇̝̥͛͆̔̐̀́̽͘.̵͍̣͙̻͆͂̈̆͒̆̐.̷̱̙̝̜̜̗̙̺̤͕̾.̷̝̄̇̾̒̇̃͒́͗͒͗̅.̶͎̜͓͗͑̎̏̆.̶̢̨̟̹͇̭̣͈̫͌̈́̒͗̒̅.̵̡̙̭̣̩͒̈́̐̍̉̈́̆̈́̾̈̒͑̌̂͜ͅ.̸̻̖͕̈́̈́̔̎͛̀͘͝.̴̬͖͒̑̑͊̓.̷̡̢̛̛̗̦̦̩͉̍̆̌̓͆̒́͆̚.̶͈͖̞͎͒͒̿̄̐̋̀.̴̢̡̤̭̃́̆͋͑̉̐̈́̄͒̒͂.̶̡̧̛̛̤̰̻͕͇͉̮̹̑̀̂̊̄̒̇̌͌̀̈́ͅ.̴̛̙̻͖̘̦̯͓̹̼͖́͛͆͛̈̃̄̋̔͘͘͝͝ͅͅ.̶̛̹̪͈͙͇͇̬̼͕͗̊̈́̏͌̇͆͛̈͘.̵̡̡̦͙͖̗̘̞͖̰̣͖͒.̷̘̥͈̳͖̲̦̜͕͎̼̜̼̈́.̶̡̗͙̱̖̯͕͙̝̓̅́͌͒̈́̓̈̐̕̚͘.̷̧̧̧̰̻̞̙̼̟̟͙̊͝.̷̭͎̥̦͓͙͐̋̄̅͑̓̓̋̉̕.̴̲͉̲̮͔̤͓͐̈͗̀̚.̵̛͙͔̝̐̀̓̋͝.̵͉̺͕̦̼̭̯̘̱͔̪̬̠̈́́̅͠ͅ.̵̨̝̟͕͕̯͍̐.̵͚̯̥̙͚̙͑̆̂̊̀͊̓̓͠.̷̨̲͍͍̜̖̫̝̼̦͔̩͐͑̆͋͗͌͝͠͝.̴̨͎̼͙̝͖͈̂͋͒̓͆͋̽.̵̱̅̄͐̀̎̈́͋̎̄̓̅͝͠͠.̶̨͓̼̬̈́͘.̴̼̹̒.̸͉̗̒͆͒́̔̚͝.̵̡̱͓̙̼̎́͌̈͝.̸̧̨̢̛͕̹̗̱͇̞̬͇̝̥͛͆̔̐̀́̽͘.̵͍̣͙̻͆͂̈̆͒̆̐.̷̱̙̝̜̜̗̙̺̤͕̾.̷̝̄̇̾̒̇̃͒́͗͒͗̅.̶͎̜͓͗͑̎̏̆.̶̢̨̟̹͇̭̣͈̫͌̈́̒͗̒̅.̵̡̙̭̣̩͒̈́̐̍̉̈́̆̈́̾̈̒͑̌̂͜ͅ.̸̻̖͕̈́̈́̔̎͛̀͘͝.̴̬͖͒̑̑͊̓.̷̡̢̛̛̗̦̦̩͉̍̆̌̓͆̒́͆̚.̶͈͖̞͎͒͒̿̄̐̋̀.̴̢̡̤̭̃́̆͋͑̉̐̈́̄͒̒͂.̶̡̧̛̛̤̰̻͕͇͉̮̹̑̀̂̊̄̒̇̌͌̀̈́ͅ.̴̛̙̻͖̘̦̯͓̹̼͖́͛͆͛̈̃̄̋̔͘͘͝͝ͅͅ.̶̛̹̪͈͙͇͇̬̼͕͗̊̈́̏͌̇͆͛̈͘.̵̡̡̦͙͖̗̘̞͖̰̣͖͒.̷̘̥͈̳͖̲̦̜͕͎̼̜̼̈́.̶̡̗͙̱̖̯͕͙̝̓̅́͌͒̈́̓̈̐̕̚͘.̷̧̧̧̰̻̞̙̼̟̟͙̊͝.̷̭͎̥̦͓͙͐̋̄̅͑̓̓̋̉̕.̴̲͉̲̮͔̤͓͐̈͗̀̚.̵̛͙͔̝̐̀̓̋͝.̵͉̺͕̦̼̭̯̘̱͔̪̬̠̈́́̅͠ͅ

  "How long 'till we're safe?!" Jard asked Happi. They've been running for quite some time now, and Jard was starting to run out of breath. He was amazed at how long Happi can keep running and how fast she was. If you were to ask him, he'd say that Happi would be able to leave him in 5 seconds.

  "I don't really know, say are rounds normally this long?" Happi responded. Before Jard can think of a reply, a bullet shot towards Happi. Thankfully I gave her good reflexes, because she had ducked just in time. "Hey! Rude!"