In the desktop

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I was happily animating as I saw the pop-up screen. I watched Alan click delete. I felt a little guilty for the... Hm what was it?... Oh right victim. I wonder if Victim deserves that... God I'd hate if I were deleted, or my friends.

Victim felt his body falling from a great height. He didn't know why or how but at least it wasn't the void. He felt himself hit the floor and everything went black.

Tsc ran over to the stick. It was smaller than him, almost as tall as red it also had a hollow head... Just like dark and chosen who STILL refused to visit them for no apparent reason!

Tsc poked the stick, who grunted and blinked awake.

Victim yelped, unhappy in his unknown surroundings and looked at all the very unfairly tall stickmen around him. Victim looked around with wide eyes, taking in the background. He saw the cursor and outright fainted from fear.

Alan (the cursor) picked up victim and brought him to the white backdrop that victim hated so much. He knows that victim would panic and maybe just wanted to see that again... He would never hurt second or his friends but this, this was victim. Alan was allowed to torture him, or use him

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wow this is a lot to handle, anyways I'm out of ideas so pls comment some ❤

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