His powers were useless.
He had cut himself on one of Josh's precious gems, a rainbow obsidian, and then he got these strange powers.
Not the worst that has happened.
"Tommy!" Luke groaned from outside his house, most likely already streaming. They weren't allowed to leave the house unless they were streaming already, though the rule didn't count when it was night sometimes. "What do you want Luke, I'm trying to sleep!" "You haven't left the house in like... two weeks! C'mon, you're bracelet is going to stop working!" That was true. Their bracelets survived off of sunlight and physical activity outside the house. Without it, it would 'die' and they wouldn't be able to respawn anymore. Noah somehow made it. "I'll start streaming in a bit, okay?" Tommy could hear the light blonde groan from outside the door. "You said that two days ago! I'm not waiting another two days!" Luke quickly retorted, kicking open the door and making the zombie child scream. Luke always has that going on with him. He learned how to pick locks back in middle school so not only was he an animation channel, he knew how to potentially kill someone if he wanted. Luckily for everyone, especially Tommy, Luke's number said 3. "JESUS LUKE!" "You have less freckles then I remembered." The older grinned, instantly getting a glare. "Shut up and let me go get ready for stream." Quietly, Luke repeated Tommy's words in a squeky voice and was met with another glare(A/N: I swear Microwave654 is making me change my writing style lol-).
The short blonde had already done his daily routine, having woken up at 3 am just to do so and lie in bed for a while. So all he had to do was brush his hair. What a mess that was. "Tommy, if you spend a second longer in there, I'll personally decorate your face with make up." "Shut up Luke!" Tommy snapped back, walking out the bathroom with his streaming stuff already done. "Have you ever wondered what rabbits taste like?" Tommy pushed back his bangs, glancing up at Luke as the two exited the dark oak house. "...Tastes like chicken." "How do you know that?" "Mhm." The taller nodded his head towards the shorter, who had already started checking the chat of his stream. "You wanna know something, Timmy?" He rolled his eyes and looked up at the other unamused. "What?" This only made Luke grin wide. "Brains smell sweet." He pushed the shorter into the lake behind him before running off, giggling to himself at the dismay he had given. "I-I'll eat all your ice cream!" "I'm allergic!" 'Well there goes my plans later tonight.' Tommy pulled himself onto the grass and squeezed his hair, watching water spill between his fingers and making him cringe at the feeling of wet hair. 'Gross.'
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"Don't even think about it!" Connor yelled, having his bow out and dragged the string back with a tipped arrow ready. "L-Look Connor, I'm not going to-!" Tommy yelped loudly, feeling the arrow pierce his skin. Although the bracelet made the pain be cut down to half, the arrow was painful. Most likely because it was a serrated arrow. He covered his arm, seeing the skin around it become a dark purple. "Potion of harming?!" "Sprinkle in some weakness too." Connor snarled, having out another arrow. "L-Listen! It was just a hit, we can do it the easy way or hard way!" "You're choosing the hard way, Timmy. You're weak Tommy, you can't do anything because of that arrow." He shot the new one, missing Tommy by a centimeter and grazing his neck. The young teen flinched before grabbing it off the ground. "Hm?" He threw back the arrow at the dark blonde, who had switched it's route by blocking it with the metal bow. "What the hell is going out here?" Schlatt loudly said, storming out of the E-Sports building. They had their jacket tied around the waist which revealed their black tank top that was underneath. "God, I leave for one fucking moment and you two already do this?" Tommy couldn't help it but glance up at the white bold numbers above the intersex's head.
16.
Their number was 16.
Nervously, the blonde gulped. He didn't even bother looking at anyone else's number since he was still scared and this didn't work. 'It's usually a scale of 1-10.' "Look, Connor I need you go find Ty and bring him here. Pronto. We need to have a meeting and Arlus will be here soon(Hi yes he's in Schlatt and Co. okay bye). Tommy, you can either kill me or kill Connor. Choose because we're both equally as strong." Tommy glanced at his chat, seeing most say to battle Schlatt. "Uhh..." "Alright, fucko go get Ty and if he can't get out the house again, find Luke and make him pick the door. I'm getting the cake set from Wilbur's house later(Baker Wilbur is my new aesthetic)." Connor quickly nodded and Schlatt led the baby goblin outside. "You stand there, I stand here." Schlatt directed, making the boy do as told. "Excellent." They took out a lighter from their jacket and lit it. "Are we ready to begin?" "Wait, what's your weapon?" The two glanced down at the lighter. "That's not even a weapon, it's just fire!" "And go!" Tommy held up his sword, dodging Schlatt's punch. 'How'd he get here so fast?!' "You have a weak wrist." They kneed him in the stomach before jumping away and looking down at the lighter with a frown. "Shit, it's cracked." They glanced up and shook the lighter juice as they jumped away from the slice of a diamond sword. "Jesus fucking Hell Christ, may the mother, daughter, holy Satan why you do this?" Tommy raised his eyebrows in confusion before wincing at the pain at his arm. 'I forgot the arrow was still there.' Schlatt cracked the lighter open and threw the juice onto the ground, grinning wide when they saw it light up in flames.
Tommy glanced at his chat, seeing some were in regret and some were cheering him on. "Step one, don't lose your eyes on your opponent." They whispered, appearing behind him and putting the boy in a chokehold. "THIS IS VIOLENT WOAH." He yelped, his head being forced to tilt back and the butane of the lighter being poured in his mouth. "Step two, don't say anything. Step three, don't breathe the butane." The intersex hummed, having pulled their tank top above their nose and still keeping the younger in a chokehold.
