(Y/N) is Online

8:15 5/24/20XX

(Y/N): I honestly didn't know if you'd catch on.

(Y/N): I'm sure you have so many questions.

(Y/N): I'm sure the main one you have right now are all the same.

(Y/N): 'Why can't I send any messages?'

(Y/N): I got it right, didn't I?

(Y/N): Oh, how much I love this game!

Fresher: Is this really all a game to you?

(Y/N): Of course you're the first to get through, Fresh.

(Y/N): /disable chat administrative access:21811441514

(Y/N): Ooops you weren't supposed to see that.

(Y/N): Anyway, of course this is merely a game.

(Y/N): I haven't hurt anyone, have I?

(Y/N): Type and send all you want, none will work.

(Y/N): You can't even get out of the chat or app!

(Y/N): You're stuck with me unless I let you leave.

(Y/N): Hmmmm. What should I do?

(Y/N): Chara, Fresh, Nightmare. Teach the others.

(Y/N): Paperjam, Undyne, Error, Cil. Learn.

(Y/N): •• ••• -• ' - - •••• •• ••• -- --- •-• • ••-• ••- -•?

(Y/N): -• ---? - --- --- •••• •- •-• -••?

(Y/N): Aww you guys are no fun.

(Y/N): Chara, how about you decode for us?

Chara-cter: WHAT IS GOING ON?!

Chara-cter: Wait, I cant send messages now?

(Y/N): Go on Chara, decode for us.

Chara-cter: (Y/N) what is the meaning of this?!

(Y/N): Chara. Decoding.

Chara-cter: Not now, do you know what you've been doing?

(Y/N): Chara.

Chara-cter: Do you know what you've done to us?!

(Y/N): ENOUGH!

(Y/N): I have had enough of you!

(Y/N): We won't use Chara.

(Y/N): Fresh, let's have you try.

Fresher: I don't know about this...

(Y/N): Didn't you have an test?

Fresher: It was audio, I don't really know written.

(Y/N): Just try.

Fresher: I don't want to...

(Y/N): Fresh. Try.

Fresher: Um.

(Y/N): I'm done.

(Y/N): Nightmare, it is your turn.

NMares: I have a feeling that you've done something to Fresh and Chara...

(Y/N): How about this.

(Y/N): I tell you that after you decode.

NMares: Deal.

(Y/N): Well?

NMares: Your first message was:

NMares: "Isn't this more fun?"

NMares: Your second message was:

NMares: "No? Too hard?"

(Y/N): Excellent!

(Y/N): You passed with flying colors!

NMares: Great, but what about your side of the deal?

NMares: You know, when you tell us what happened to Fresh and Chara?

(Y/N): Of course! Of course!

(Y/N): I keep to my word.

(Y/N): Here they are!

[(Y/N) sent a video.]

{It seems to be Chara. He's close to the camera. His voice is faint, but definitely reading over the texting chat log as he was allowed to send messages. Just as he muttered 'Do you have any idea what you've done to us?', he suddenly jolted up. Very dim, but visible, bolts of electricity had crawled up has arm. Chara seemed to have dropped his phone, making it face up to the ceiling, followed by a thump. The video ended.}

[(Y/N) sent a video.]

{It seems to be Fresh. He's a little far from the camera, phone obviously on a stand on his desk as he searched the internet on his computer. He kept turning back to the phone, then to the computer, then back to his phone. His voice is soft and muttering, but obviously reading the chat log. As his hand moves to text, the phone camera shifted to where it could see the computer screen. Fresh had searched up morse code; he had been trying to decode it. He obviously became more frantic as time went on, trying to text back to (Y/N) and decode. He softly mutters 'I don't understand' 'I need more time'. As he touches the mouse, electricity suddenly spikes up from the contact, transferring from the mouse to Fresh's body. Fresh screamed and fell off of his chair and out of view, but also knocking the table. As the phone fell, he was lying on the floor. The video ended.}

(Y/N): To what Fresh said earlier.

(Y/N): I do indeed take this as a game.

(Y/N): To me, I'm the host of this little game.

(Y/N): I'm the one pulling the strings

(Y/N): And as my puppets

(Y/N): You're playing a different game.

(Y/N): 'And what game is that?', you might wonder.

(Y/N): Your game is much more fun.

(Y/N): Your game is... in a sense...

(Y/N): A game of survival.