grgrgrgr i have no plot for this tbh... One day in the Regretevator, the doors open to Infected Apartment. Everything seems normal, until Infected limps inside. His virus seemed to have gotten worse, but nobody knows how bad it truly is until its too late. Quick term thingy: Leeched: A term used to describe when the virus takes over the body and brain of its victim, and becomes transmittable. This story will contain: - Gore - (Poor and rushed) drawings of Leeched characters - A Zombie Apocalypse style - Death - Serious Topics - SLOW UPDATES!! This story will NOT include: - Smut - Happy ending :C

Basically a Regretevator fanfic, okay- So- In an alternative Universe, Everything in Regretevator was normal, until, a weird floor that made one NPC away or kidnapped (i think) Everyone panicked and got involved as it got crazier (I think, I'm sorry I doubt myself alot) They solve puzzles and figure out on how'd this happened in the first place To add some spice, if two or three NPC's lost a puzzle, they will be either be spared but the others will die, die and the others will be spared, or make all of them three die by vote. Only either 5-3 NPC's can be free from the hell-ish puzzle games that's torturing them + traumatizing. This book either means Teamwork or Betrayal.

•{Hello!!1 This is where I'll write Character x Reader, Character x Character and even Character x Oc!! Requests are open!}•{Art by: candysug4rr on twitter!}•

HELLLOOOO !¡!!!! you might be here from twt because I posted a link Abt this,,,, as always hi this is my probably second time writing an actual fanfic of two characters,,! as always the characters are NOT MINE. they are from a Roblox game called Regretevator. by yeucc ! the characters among the story are specifically based on the conflicts between Mark and Wallter. I really hope you enjoy reading this 😛😛😛 !!

a crash in the night. gasps from people like air deflating from a balloon, decrescendo into the whispers of horror, where the words are left unattended to slip away without a trace alas the promises don't link much longer flying like a bird, free in the air until it's wings snap shut, folding forever falling to the depths of consequence below at what price? the beetle scampers to avoid it's demise but it's only enclosed walls among itself from the moment the lamp flickers off to the moment the beetle's shell is crushed its all in favor: for the masked partier --- haha,, funny poem thing that may or may not foreshadow what will happen IM A NEW WRITER PLEASE DONT DUNK ON ME HFJFJDJDJDJDDJFFJSJSAKAAKSKSKSSS IT MAY SEEM OOC SAME WITH MY OTHER STORIES HEL PAJJCCKKACKZMSKK

General Warnings: Transphobia, Curse Words, Physical Abuse Poob is finally experiencing the limits of their mental stability. The constant violence and destruction of their home has taken its toll. Read and watch as Poob spirals and distracts themselves with "PARTEH"ing! Meanwhile, an unsuspected bystander observes this downward spiral. Will Poob forever be stuck in an endless loop of escapism and dance the night away? Or will they stop the music? ☆ Author's Note: * If you like this fanfic, please lmk! Comments are super very appreciated. Honestly, I only post to Wattpad to see funny comments, the community here is very funny. * Also other things to note; This isn't a Poob X Pest fanfic. Poob uses purely They/Them pronouns in my this fanfic. Pest's den does not have a canon design yet, this is just my interpretation.

a pest x poob book i love everyone who reads (commenters/voters/the usuals i love you more) !! cover art not mine !!

In the always lively Regretevator, NPCs have made a living here for many years. When sightings of a deadly rock appear, two NPCs, Split and Bive set off to look for a lost NPC. As things slowly spiral out of control and the entire Regretevator is thrown out of order, they all need to come together and do what's right to put an end to MR's villain era.