Requested by CelestialWhite
Thank you and sorry for the long wait :((
**********Emma once again returns from a loss, her shoulders slump walking on the empty hallway.
She barely even touched any rocket chairs, only if necessary. She decoded and had done three ciphers!
Sadly, they still lost. Too bad.
She sighs "I wish I was useful..."
From the dark corners of the hallway, a chuckle was heard "Wish granted. Grab her," a voice erupts. It was followed by a hand grabbing the girl's collar and putting a sack on her head.
"W-what!? Let me go! Help!" the gardener screams, but the abductor gave no shiz and slung her over their shoulder, accidentally grazing over her thighs.
"RAPPPEEEE!!!" She screams once again. The mysterious person groans, shoving a cloth inside the sack as she inhales the gaseous sleep poison; chloroform.
**********"W....wha? Where am I?" she groans, looking around.... the mansion's study room?
Emma looks down to her desk, and instead of her green toolbox, in front of her was a new silver one, and a few paper and pencils. "What's this?"
"So you want to be useful... you say?" The familiar kid voice of the host rang through the room. The gardener quickly looked up to see a big board, standing in front was the host in an odd school uniform. Beside her was her partner, also wearing a uniform.
"... Host? What's this all about?" She asks, questioning as she grabs her toolbox.
Krazi smirks and slaps her ruler onto the board. "Sit tight Emma. Pull out your pencils and papers and get ready to take notes!" She exclaims, pulling out a book titled 'Simple Mechanics for Idiots.'
"You're getting buffed."
**********
"Match started, hunter is released!"The speaker announces, as Joseph shines his saber.
"Let's make this quick," he chuckles, walking over to a camera nearby. Carefully operating the machine, a click was heard and a portal appeared.
The french baguette chuckles as he enters the new opening, finding someone to jumpscare.
Not even 10 seconds, he saw the frozen picture of the perfumer. He guessed she was still decoding so he readied his photo, ready to get back to the real world.
"Smile for the ca—"
"Click!"
Everything turned to normal, as well as Vera getting alert and running away and the cipher not getting reduced of progress. Joseph froze, confused on why the camera would cut short all of a sudden. ".... Eh?"
He shook it off, but oh boy.
Emma smiles as the four unhurt survivors exit the match, leaving a confused, depressed french man.
**********"WHAT THE HECK?!" He exclaims, grabbing his camera to see the inside system all messed up. The wires and switches were all disabled, as well as the timer set to only 15 seconds. The button that reduce the survivor's decoding was also turned off.
"WHO MESSED WITH MY CAMERA?!" He shouts, slamming his fist onto his table.
**********Burke happily searches a machine, excited to finish the match and leave with a victory.
He hums a tune, seeing a familiar rust gold stand. "Ahh... there's one!" he cackles. But as he walks closer, he sees the gardener tinkering with the machine.
He quickly makes his way to his toy and swung at the girl "Hands off!" he roars, watching the gardener run towards an open area.
He scoffs and starts pressing buttons "Oh you're not going anywhere," he grumbles as he draws a line over where he thinks the gardener will go. "This will teach you not to mess with me," he smirks as he lets go.
A wall wasn't built. Burke was confused, attempting to draw a wall again.
He growled and starts spaming lines, but still no respond.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GO—"
CRACK CRACK CRACK!.
Walls suddenly start spawning.
On Burke.
He shrieks in terror as he gets trapped and compressed by walls. He attempts vaulting out, but more followed. He waited, but they didn't despawn.
Long story short, Burke ended up surrendering.
The mishaps continued for a whole week, not only angering the two hunters, but also making them depressed and little cry babies.
**********"WHAT THE F*CK IS HAPPENING?!" Joseph cried out, slamming the table with his fist. His camera laid on the top, all dismantled up.
Burke growls and face palms as he throws his mini tablet to the table. "This thing won't work right."
The french man looks at Burke, surprised. "You too?" he questions as he shows the old man his broken camera.
Mad Eyes then stares back, nodding slowly "If you meant by my item malfunctioning, yes," he answered as he slides his tablet across to Joseph.
"So.... who do you think did it?" Joker asks as he stares at the two. The two shrugs and groan, slamming their heads onto the table loudly.
As the two perish, Jack walks in with papers in his hand and claw. He whistles as he reads the content of the paper "Gardener has been picked alot lately. Maybe they're just trolling. But Burke and Joseph....." Jack trails off, giving them questioning glares.
"What happened to you guys? Your winrates are pretty low this time..." He adds, showing the huge downgrade winrates of the two. Burke had 87 from the past, now 58. And Joseph, 91 to 54.
The two cries and pulls on their hair, or err.... what's left of Burke's head.
"We don't know anymore!!!"
**********"EMMA EMMA EMMA!" The survivors cheer as the gardener smiles with joy.
She was now top survivor to play and it made her happy. The survivors congratulate her as she once again, carries a team to victory.
"Ah! This is the happiest day of my life! Thanks host!" she exclaims as she hugs the girl.
The host scoffs, "Too bad it's all just a dream." She said, raising a hand.
Emma giggles "Yeah— wait what?"
The host snaps her fingers, making everything black to Emma's vision.
**********Emma flungs herself up to sit, gasping as she looks around her room.
She stays quiet, sighing as she looks at her toolbox by her side. Green.
She whimpers as she lays down again. "So it was only a dream....."
And dreams aren't real. What's impossible is not possible. Snap out if it Emma.
You're not getting buffed.
**********Im sorry for the inactivity. School is really annoying.
CelestialWhite thanks for requesting again. Sorry for the delay.
YOU ARE READING
ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ ᴠ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍɴᴇss (Slow Updates)
Randomᴀʀᴛ, sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs, sʜɪᴘs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ-sʜᴏᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ! ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs ᴀʀᴇ NOT ᴏᴘᴇɴ! ɪ ᴅᴏ: -ᴀɴʏ sʜɪᴘs -ʙxʙ ᴏʀ ɢxɢ -x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs -sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs -ғʟᴜғғ -ᴀɴɢsᴛ -sʜɪᴘs -ᴇᴛᴄ.