Tommy was confused, maybe even scared, he'd only found out that he was fake not too long ago. He was fake, just a piece of code, just some background character in a game. It was amazing he'd been able to do everything he'd done, part of him always knew that. He didn't know where he was right now, everything was dark. He felt uncomfortable, uneasy, he missed his friends. All of them, Benrey, Gordon, Coomer, bubby, he wanted to hang out with them again. Everything was gone as far as he could tell. He was in an empty space, there was nothing as far as he could see. It wasn't black or white, it was nothing, pure absence. A lack of any existing thing, colorless and without form. He disliked it, it was new and he was unused to it. He felt himself about to cry, he didn't like this at all. It was overwhelming. It was just too much, he didn't know how to describe the feeling but he hated it a lot, it grew worse and worse and he just wanted to escape it already. He missed his dad, his dog, everyone. The feeling grew stronger and he shut his eyes and gripped his hair. A few strands fell out and his nails dug into his palms, he didn't know what to say and he just wanted to make it stop. He heard a noise, at first he didn't know if hed heard it or not but it repeated. It was like a footstep, he heard another. More footsteps, like someone, was walking towards him. The footsteps became louder and more frequent and he swore he could make out a figure in the distance, it was hard to miss. There was definitely someone there, he smiled and tried to make his way towards them but every advancement kept him in the same place. After all, he was still in nothing. The nothing was disappearing though, after a while, there was just red. A bright eye-bleeding red, everything. There was only red, everything was red including him. He hated this as well but it was better than nothing, he realized he could move now and sprinted towards the figure. He smiled as he reached it and smiled even wider when he realized who it was. He tapped on the figure's shoulder and they turned around, ink oozing from their eyes and mouth.
Bubby was pretty agile for his age, he was fast and pretty strong, he had a weird sort of power. he could set people on fire, obviously, nobody knew this, it was kind of weird he'll admit. He was cool, maybe the greatest to ever live, maybe not. He had a few friends, he didn't mind the fact that they weren't real, he didn't care. He would have but he was focused on something else now. Ever since the game had ended he hadn't been able to see anything. Every few minutes there would be a small flicker of blue fire, but he could never get close to it. he was surrounded by darkness. There was nothing but darkness, sometimes he couldn't even hear himself. The void drowned out his voice, he honestly thought he'd died. It was weird and he hated it, he wanted out but you can't escape death. He'd lost track of how long he was stuck in that place. He looked around and saw the fire again, but something was different this time. It started flickering faster, the color was changing. It was red, blue, purple, green, it was getting closer too. He smiled, something felt right, he felt like this might be an escape. He ran towards it, he ran faster than he thought he could. The fire was right there, he failed to stop himself in time and went right through the fire. It was hot, extremely hot. It didn't hurt though, it was just really hot, this was like some sort of portal though. He was in a room where everything had a hint of red coloring, including himself. There were screens everywhere, they all showed his friends. He looked at them and found on that had him in it. It was where he was right now, it was live. He moved his arm and the arm on the screen moved as well. He noticed a bit of what he assumed was ink start moving from the view of the camera. He wasn't alone. He quickly turned around and let out a scream as he saw what was going on.
Holy shit I forgot to upload this yesterday I am so sorry </33 anyways if you're reading this: yes, I will marry you. Also, I'm not checking for spelling errors ever, if there's a spelling error then good, I'm the god of humor, spelling errors are hilarious, you're welcome./j
