((WARNING - Little Gore?, NOT HEAVY THINGS!!))
That.. Hideous creature..
It was horrible, and horrifying ..
"S-Saw..?"
His muffled body, more than normal of arms growing out of.. Everywhere..
"No.. NO-.. Everyone is gone.."
"Everyone is dead.."
Firey didn't know what to do..
but that was ok.. The monster would make up its mind..
"OH SHOOT--"
quickly kicking his leg into the goo realizing he can't let it make a decision, he tried to dash but the goo held on pulling him back, towards the creature. "AKK! LET GOO!" He struggled to grab onto something to stop him, he found a door fram area where he grabbed onto and held on for dear life, he could feel the slime creeping up on him. Engulfing him in a swarm of black unknown goo. "SH---oot!" He attempted to kick off but it stayed. "STAY STILL!" An unknown voice came up, raspy, high pitched, and kinda annoying sounding, sounds like someone you don't wanna be friends with or near. He didn't know who but at this point it sounded like they could help and that's all he cared for.
The unknown person grabbed out a jar and twisted the cap off and scooping it in with gloves. "This should be a good enough sample, Tennisball, help them out." They proceeded to stomp on the creature killing it. Why didn't he think of that sooner? He rolled his eyes.
He noticed his leg, it burned and had cuts all over, he didn't even notice from adrenalin. A bandaged foot now this? It hurt but it wasn't the worst, he knew he could have X help.
Then, light came to be as a heroic savior stood in their way as the supposedly Tennis ball helped clean Firey off. "Uhmm.. Hi? I'm in a bit of pickle right now, maybe you could help me and do your heroic stand later?" Firey asked nicely, "He is right Golfball-.." Tennisball, still grabbing the goo too the jar. "SHH!! I told you not to reveal my name youu--!" Golfball fussed. Golfball got down a little ashamed looking. They couldn't help as they only had legs, so just sitting there seemed to be good enough for them.
"Thank you." Firey thanked Golfball and Tennisball for helping him escape the goo creature.
"You must keep this a secret! I, Golfball and him, Tennisball are not here because we are crazy!" She insisted as she jumped in the air. "Rude." Firey whispered under his breath but let her continue anyways. "We are here because.." She looked down as she had lost her train of thought. "WE, want to investigate about the weird occurrences we heard happening here." Tennisball took over.
"YES! and, I can take this back and have Tv help me study it in my factory!" Her raspy voice did not help. He kinda supported it though since he didn't like this place any better.
"Hey what the.. Who's out there?" The same door at the end of the hall that had all the algebraliens in it was open wide. "Great! We can go in there and maybe get tricked." Golfball angrily added. "Hey! I'm not a ..-" They went silent. It really must've been a algebralien! they didn't want to talk about the weird goo monsters so its gotta be them! Firey ran towards the door. "Don't worry!.." He walked up as his vision cleared seeing a light blue six figure.
"Oh, Six I'm guessing?"
They grabbed their body, "Hey! but yes.." They sighed, "Hmm. Firey-ey?" Firey shrugged, "Close but no, just Firey." She, Six, sighed in relief, "Come in."
Again, the algebraliens.
"Hey, again, I see you brought friends!" Ten greeted.
"More people to play cards with!" Seven nudged Eight and snickered.
"Whatever.." Eight softly replied under their breath.
"Wassup dudzz!" Greeted another unfamiliar face, "Have we met bro?" Asked the Nine. "Yeah, I think we have?" Firey asked, "No I think I know you, maybe? But the other two.."
"Good riddance do not speak of him!" Four yelled from the back behind curtains across from the door.
"Heh, and I'm Two." He held out his hand and shaked with Tennisball and Golfball.
"And I'm X!" He screamed and jumped, in a good way though.
"X do you mind helping with my leg?" Firey asked, X nodded and led Firey to sit on the couch whilst he grabbed supplies..
"This should be good for now." Golfball sighed.
"Ill set up the couches!" Ten offered.
Four, pushed through the curtains, "Err.. Not again.. wait a second.."
"YOU TWO DIDNT SIGN IN!!"
"Whatever!" Golfball yelled back, not paying attention as she set down her stuff.
Fours face expression became worried.
"Err I hav to go uhh use the restroom." He exited quickly, as commotion was heard outside.
"We don't need the restroom." Ten added, confused.
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LADIDADIDI
CLIFFHANGER ISH??
anyways, expect next chapter DEDICATED to the funny algebraliens.
uhh also (803 words) with extra talky part
uhh
yeah!
uhmm, have a good day, and <33
bye!!
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Sanatorium - BFB
TerrorHoping to cleanse himself after the accident Firey decides to venture to a sanatorium for a little bit to clean himself up. Maybe get better in his life. But right now he just needs to leave. But something isn't right about this place..
