Tw: Blood, knives, and uhh- semi-detailed parts :) enjoy the show...
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Paintbrush walked with Yang, Nickel, and Taco. "Wait- so how come I look like this?" Paintbrush asked, pointing to their mushroom top hat. "Well, did you get bit?" Taco asked. "Uhhh- n-no. I just saw a fungus? Uh- that looked like me." Paintbrush explained. "WHAT?! HOW COME YOU GET TO LOOK LIKE THAT?! YOU ONLY HAVE, LIKE- LESS THAN WHAT WE HAVE OF MOLD ON YOU!" Taco stopped in her tracks, Yang followed. "Wa-wait, I HAVE MOLD ON ME?!" Paintbrush fell to the ground. "noOoOOooOOoOOoOo." They winned. "Hey uhh. Look, there's a mini ocean!" Yang pointed to a puddle. Paintbrush got up and ran to it. "Eh, it's not that bad!" The small mold only covered their left eye. "Okay let's ge-" Paintbrush was midway speaking when a voice yelled out. "YO PAINTBRUSH! BEHIND YOU!" Paintbrush looked around and saw Apple running towards her. She jumped in the air. Paintbrush immediately got out of the way.
"HOLY SHIT- WHAT THE- WH- HUH?!" Paintbrush ran up to her teammates. "Grr, little dimwits. We gotta fight for ourselves. I think there are... 3 of them. Apple, Marshmallow, and Lightbulb." Taco growled. "N-NO! THERE'S 5 OF THEM!" Yang yelled. Marshmallow, Apple, Lightbulb, Fan, and Goo surrounded them. "Oh god- they got to some of the III cast." Taco growled. "HUP!" Paintbrush looked up and saw Lightbulb lunging at her. "ACK- WHAT THE, LIGHTBULB! STOP!" Paintbrush screeched. "Sorry Painty, I gotta do what I gotta do for my pack!" Paintbrush just gave a blank stare at Lightbulb. "Y-you're not animals..." Paintbrush mumbled. "Oh- WHATEVER! GOTTA KILL YOU NOWW ':)" Lightbulb was about to SLASH Paintbrush across the face In mere seconds until something grabbed her. "No." Paintbrush growled. Lightbulb was stuck in... paintbrush bristles?
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Paintbrush's POV:
I 'hold' onto Lightbulb, tightly. "Sorry Lightbulb, like you said. Gotta do what I gotta do for MY pack." I gowled. GUK- I MEAN FOR MY PACT! I thew Lightbulb over a Tree. "AEAEEEAAAAAAEAEAAAEEEEEAAAAEAEaeaeaaaaeaeaaeaeaaeaeeeaaaaeaaeaaeaae" Lightbulb yelled out. "Oop- over shot! Now..." I turn to see that Yin-Yang and Taco had already taken out Apple and Marshmallow. "Time to take out 2 more! Fan and goo." I walk-run over to Yang and Taco. "Ha-ha! It's Easy enough that we have to take out Two!" Taco laughed.
Nickel's POV:
I stay inside Taco's shell. The fight is rough. But Yang and Taco manage to get Two people out. Paintbrush reunites with us. I glance back. But I wasn't in time. >snatch< I was grabbed by the hand by, none other than... Goo? How the fuck can he grab- WAIT OFF TOPIC HELP! Taco looked up and jumped back. "OH DEAR GOD-" Yang looked and saw the scene unfolding. Goo began to- run? He then threw me to Fan. Like a game of Idiot in the middle. Fan ran until he got to the... WAIT THE MANSION?! WHY HERE?! "Oh... hello. Nickel."
I see a ghost coming out of the shadows. With a Knife. It's Bow. "Oh wait... you can't talk can you? Heheh. I'll fix that for you. Just stay still." Bow floats closer to me. I try to back up, but I trip. WHY HAVE MY LEGS BEEN NUMB?! Bow grabs me (Somehow) and angles her Knife. "Open wide..." She opens my mouth then JABS the Knife into my mouth. I've never been in this much pain before. I think it's over for me...
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All I can taste is blood. I let my eyes flutter open. All I SEE is blood. "hugh... m-my head..." I speak slowly. >tap tap tap< I hear glass tapping and slowly turn. It's just Yang and Taco... good. I slowly attempt to get up. But shortly fails. Guess I'm crawling... I crawl to the window and try to open it. "THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE O-Kay???" Taco looks at me. I know I look like I fell 200 feet. I can tell.
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Ow... why do my eyes hurt?
Survivor Campgrounds (Hotel OJ.)
OJ's POV:
Test Tube made weapons, armor, and machines like Telescope-Zaper things. We are PREPARED! "There's a leaf." Test Tube Said
"Shoot it down."
<Zap>
"There's a bird."
"Shoot it down."
<zap>
"There's a yellow flying thing coming to us at extreme speeds."
"Shoot. It. Down."
<Za- sputter sputter, (power down sounds)>
"We have ran out of the zappy zoppy stuff." Test Tube walked away to go fix it. I look up and get tackled. "Oh- hey OJ! Wait- OJ? And you haven't been molded? FREE FOOD! YUMMM-!" (metal pipe sound). "... I MIGHT HAVE ACCIDENTALLY KILLED LIGHTBULB." I yell. "wait what!1!!1!1!!11!!!!11" Test Tube comes running up to me. "uhhh- yeah she was infe- GAH!" I was slapped across the face. "WHY?!?! I COULD HAVE FIXED HER!" Test Tube Sounded infuriated. "YOU COULDN'T FIX APPLE. SHE GOT AWAY! AND PAINTBRUSH IS FUCKING MISSING! THEY'RE PROBABLY DEAD." I screamed.
We kept bickering until Paper stoped us. "Stop, stop! We have other problems to deal with. Look at Purgatory Mansion. We have other problems to deal with." Paper pointed to Purgatory Mansion. There are 3- wait no, 4. Nickel just came out. "BITCH GET BACK HERE!" Wait. That's Bow. The 4 scattered. "Uhhh. 4 more people to deal with." I sigh. "Which ones?" Paper looked back. "Paintbrush, Nickel, YANG, and Taco." Both Yin and Pickel scoffed at the names of Yang and Taco. "WAIT HOW DID YANG SURVIVE THAT FALL?!?!" Paper screeched out. "Don't know. But all I know is that we HAVE to stop them. >GASP< WHAT IF COBS IS CONTROLLING THE MOLD?!"
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Paintbrush's POV:
I run. Keep running. My legs hurt after o jumped off the roof of the Mansion. Yang spilt, same with Taco. "Yeah, like, you're not going, like, ANYWHERE." I was grabbed by my 'collar' and threw onto a tree "GUK!" Part of my wood chips off. "Like, Paintbrush! So... where are YOU going?" I look up and see Salt. Her metal hat has fungi all over it. Half of her face showed her muscle and skull. Her right arm was ripped off clean. Blood stained her glass. "Away." I growled. "Haha. Like, actually; you're not going ANYWHERE but with ME." Salt walked closer and grabbed me. "uh- LET GO!" Like that'd do anything.
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Taco's POV:
I grab Nickel as soon as I hear Bow scream. "A-ARE YOU OKAY?! WHAT SHE DID TO YOU IS- IS HORRIBLE!" I wipe a droplet of blood from his 'head'. Nickel stays silent. "i-i don't know. she just jabbed a-a kni-fe into m-me." I was shocked at when nickel spoke. "Y-you can speak? Whe- you know what. Never mind. We gotta run! Let's head to our Campgrounds. Surely Paintbrush and Yang will be there..."
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We get to the Campgrounds, it's just the small clearing near hotel OJ. We usually steal food there :). Wait- the only one here is Yang? Paintbrush is fineeee, their fineeeee. Hopefully. I set nickel onto a small soft bush. "Yang, do we have anymore moss?" I turn to Yang who was already getting some of it. "Yeah, here. You need some too. Fluffy Sugar Girl hurt you. You have a big scratch." Yang gives hands some moss to me. I place it onto the badly injured parts of Nickel. I take Yang's word and put the moss on my hand and face. I turn to see Yang placing some moss on him as well. I notice he puts wet moss. I think it's too clean the wounds. Shit, I forgot to clean his wounds. Uhhh, it'll be fine. Most of his injuries are clean already ':>.
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Well, uhh. AMAZING chapter today. Yeahhh. 640 wordssss, fuck you Can I Undo What I Did. You got a whole lot more than this book. SCREAMING RN but yay. Uhhh, a little bit of references in here. Find em' if you can. Anyways, Have A Good Day And Or Night! (Bro the song at the top says it all in the chapter lol)
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Molded
FanfictionWarnings: Blood, death, fighting, LGBTQ+, and guns. Food can mold. Right? If that's the thing... then it should happen to objects in shows. What will happen if food objects mold? What happens if an object can mold? This happens to a variety of objec...