TW: Blood, Gore, Weapons
So yeah, this is my first fanfic about II.
It's an AU where OJ goes insane and infects everyone with Test Tube's failed experiment. 💀
anyways this is cringe so if you want, don't read it. I warned you
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OJ busted the door open.
"WHERE ARE YOU TEST TUBE?!"
OJ rummaged around the hotel to find her, not knowing that they already escaped. After minutes of searching, OJ slammed a glass cup on the floor. The rage flowed through his juice. He wanted to crush EVERYONE.
Well..
thats what he felt like.
Deep inside, he felt like crying. He couldn't control his anger anymore for some reason. The crack in his glass grew bigger. It got worse.
One question was stuck in his head.
' What happened to me? '
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Paintbrush sat up with a horrible sting in her eye. Blood continued dripping down on the floor as she looked around the laboratory. Broken glass everywhere, blood on the ground
and what stood out to her the most,
The orange liquid on the floor.
' I-is that OJ's juice? '
She couldn't think straight. Her migraine worsened every time she thought of something. She slowly stood up and saw the exit open.
"oh no.. TEST TUBE!"
She ran to the exit and climbed the ladder.
' OW! ' ' W-why do I feel weak?.. ' Paintbrush shook her head and snapped back to reality.
' I need to ignore the pain. I NEED TO FIND THEM! '
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OJ slammed the exit door open stormed out of the hotel. The clouds became a dark grey, raindrops fell from the sky, the atmosphere got darker and darker.
' WHY DO I FEEL LIKE THIS?! '
OJ stared at his hand as his his eyes widened.
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"... My hand.." OJ felt a sense of terror run down his back. ' Why is it orange..? Like my juice! '
The more he stared, the more he felt like going crazy. His arms started to shake and jitter.
' What did Test tube do to me..? '
His hands curled into fists. His anger was back again.
'Is it my fault? Is it hers?' So many questions waiting to be answered.
"I CANT JUST STAND HERE! WAS SHE TRYING TO POISON ME?!" Looking off into the distance, he saw a crowd of objects running away from him.
"Them." ————-
Paintbrush saw Hotel OJ in the distance. But near by on the left, she also saw a group of objects. She squinted and noticed Balloon and Test Tube were there.
"YES! I found them! But wait.. who are they running away fro-" Her words cut off getting a flashback from the laboratory.
(Flashback)
OJ continued punching Paintbrush in the eye. All she could hear was the ringing in her ears. The room started to go black as she saw Test Tube going up the ladder.
'w-why OJ..'
Paintbrush thought.
—- The last thing Paintbrush remembered was when she felt a sharp pain in her eye and her right arm.
'Wait.. MY ARM!' She looked at her right arm.
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Bitemarks.
'What the hell..?' Paintbrush panicked. She took a deep breath in.
' Did I just get bitten by OJ?!' ' HOW DID I NOT NOTICE!'
