Egotober 2024 Fanfics

Day 12 + 14: Portal/Blue

Egos: Darko, Bawko, Blankgameplays, Unus, Annus, Robbie the Zombie, Shawn Flynn

Razzbowski stood, frozen in fear, as he watched what had been his friend gently pat the head of their dead friend. It had all happened so quickly, and he had no idea what had really caused Dawko to snap. Razz shakily took a step backwards and widened his eyes as his foot made contact with a soda can.

Dawko, or now Darko, snapped his head up, his eyes glowing white before he charged at him, screaming animalistically. Razz yelled in response and shielded his face, expecting an attack that would come very quickly.

But nothing happened.

Still scared, Razz hesitantly lowered his hands and blinked, surprised and confused, as Dawko was no longer there. It was like he had just vanished into thin air.

But Darko hadn't; as he charged, a portal with a pale blue outline had suddenly appeared. With the speed he was going at, he didn't have a chance to move out of the way and fell straight into it and fell forward. He yelled as he landed onto a hard marble floor and growled, gritting his teeth.

'Another one's here?'

'But his video came out years ago'

'We arrive at different time-'

'HELLO!'

'Robbie, lower ya voice'

Groaning, Darko slowly got up and looked round: the room was fairly large but empty, except for a few people looking at him. The walls were reflective and had a texture like oil when it hits water and, aside from the voices he had heard, it was deathly silent. Darko let out a breath and glared at a man with long black hair and a white suit.

'Where am I?! What's going on?!' He growled before turning round and froze: the portal was gone. This only made him madder.

'LET ME OUT!' He screamed, banging his fists against the strange wall. It bounced and rippled with his punches, but he kept going.

'You can't leave. This is we are now' The suited man said in a deep, echoing voice before clearing his throat, 'This is the Shimmer. It's where abandoned, non-canon Youtube characters go or', he explained, then looked stern as Darko faced him, 'characters who have finished their story go.'

Darko blinked, then glared and growled as he slowly realized what the man meant. The suited man, however, ignored this and waved to the others, 'I'm Annus, this is Unus, There's Robbie, Shawn Flynn' He then pointed to a blue humanoid creature that was sitting at the very back of the room, its knees up to its chest, and black tears running down its face, 'and that's Blank.' He then smiled sympathetically at Darko, 'He got here not long before you actually.'

But Darko wasn't smiling; he just glared at Annus, then narrowed his eyes, 'I am NOT staying here!' he snarled, then swiftly took out his knife from his hoodie pocket, 'Now let me out of here or I'll kill you all!!'

The group had looked sympathetic and friendly until now; now they were scared. Robbie screamed and hid behind Shawn, who was glaring at Darko, Unus looked hesitant while Annus held his hands up, still sympathetic.

'Hey hey, it's ok. We didn't put you here and we can help you calm-'

'NO! YOU'LL LET ME OUT OF HERE NOW!' Darko screeched, interrupting him before cackling, a manic look in his eyes, 'I'LL DO IT! I'LL SLIT YA THROAT!'

Click

'Alright that's enough pal. Put the knife down.'

Darko froze, his eyes darting to the side, and he could just about see the barrel of a gun. He frowned, and slowly turned his head to the owner of the weapon: the owner was a man that had the exact same face as him, wearing a blue collared shirt, brown trench coat and trousers and brown cowboy hat. He slowly shook his head as he brought the gun closer to Darko's head.

'Ya should know not to bring a knife to a gun fight' he said, in a thick Texan accent.

Darko narrowed his eyes but then forced a wide smile, extending his arm out and dropping the knife. But his eye twitched angrily as he heard it clatter on the floor.

The cowboy smirked, but didn't move the weapon away, 'good. I've heard of ya; You're a bit late but, now that you're here, Annus is telling the truth. So, make yourself comfortable and don't hurt anyone.' He said sternly before putting the gun back in his holster.

Darko turned to face him, a mix of a glare and disbelief on his face, 'fuck you Bawko' he mumbled under his breath before looking round, '...so this is it then...' he muttered quietly, before crumpling to the floor and letting out an agonized scream.