So, if you've ever read any of the comments on my stories, then you know that I like role-playing using my OCs. At this point, they might as well be real XD. Anyway, I've actually had ideas for little events involving them. This is a collection of s...
Experiment 1, subject 1. Purpose of experiment is to see if Faded are suitable test subjects for the sickness.
A Faded is strapped to a table, struggling to get out.
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Legend, please bring some of Caretaker's goop.
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Great. Now, if you would please inject it into the Faded.
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At first, nothing happened. Then, the Faded started to thrash about, struggling to escape. Legend summons his knife, but it is not needed. The Faded melts into a puddle and evaporates, leaving no trace of it behind.
*Sighs* Results are unfortunate. Seems like I'll have to find another subject...Experiment is a failure. We'll continue this tomorrow.
I shut the camera off, and hear a knock at the door.
Wonder who that could be.
I take of my gloves, burn them, and walk to the door. I open it, and outside is a box and a metal crate.
Huh...welp, guess I better open this crate! Wonder what's in the other box...
Legend: *Grabs the metal crate* Sorry, something I ordered off of E-Bay. Don't mind me! *Runs in the direction of the basement*
Okay then...Wonder what's in this box?
With Legend
Legend brought the crate into his room. Why would E-Bay put it in a metal crate? It's just a TV! He lifted it up onto his bed (because he's a stwong boi ÒwÓ), and grabbed a pair of bolt cutters off of his nightstand.
Legend: This better be a damn good TV!
He cracked it open, set the bolt utters aside, and saw something move inside.
Legend: What the fuck...?
He opened the crate more, and a little teardrop-shaped creature popped out.
Legend: Aww, you're cute! Wait, haven't I seen you before...?
Before he could react, the creature hopped up and bit his arm.
Legend: Ah! Fuck!
He threw it to the ground and stabbed it with one of his knives. What did he do to provoke it? Suddenly he remembered where he'd seen something like that before.
Legend: Oh no...that was a Static, wasn't it? Heh...Ganxer wouldn't send an infectious Static to our house on purpose, right? Right. I'm sure she tested and made sure it absolutely, could not infect us...yeah.
Legend left his room, not noticing his face start to leak, and the small bits of static developing around the bite.
