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The words were harsh, bizarre to hear. The words that were twisted into something awful, being spewed out like some hideous form of a gospel, and it was loud enough for everyone in the realm to hear. While death couldn’t claim anyone forever, the hatred towards someone that changed can. Builderman and Dusekkar were dumbfounded, these words being used as a weapon? Who dared to use them as such? It was normal to hear Shedletsky shout, but this… this wasn’t normal. A fast way to find out what happened in the cabin, but terrible to hear what was exactly said, and they had to keep in mind that there are two sides to every story. Sure, there was no way to tell how long it had been since they were dragged down to hell, but it’s been long enough for some people to start acting out. Noob peered out of their cabin door, curious what all the arguing was about. Shedletsky, Dusekkar, and Builderman were all grouped up at the side of the manor, the side lacking windows as there was nothing to look out for, nothing to view. There was a cool wind, everything shifting against the breeze. The scene that was set up was odd for Noob, they had never really thought of admins to scream at each other, but alas. Here they were, arguing about the last intermission, something that Shedletsky told someone else, something that the other person couldn’t just let go within a span of a couple of weeks. Dread loomed as Noob kept his eyes on the group, curiosity slowly turning into concern.
“What are they even fighting about?” Elliot asked as he stirred the food, it was finally coming together, and was almost ready to be served.
“I think something about Shedletsky and 007n7? I only saw 007n7 getting pushed out of Shedletsky’s cabin.” Chance replied while putting the leftover ingredients away. Elliot rolled his eyes, 007n7 was known for getting himself into shit before C00lkidd had disappeared.
“Why was he even in Shedletsky’s cabin in the first place?” Elliot asked as he watched the food simmer.
“Something about the second round today. Weird because I saw 007n7 try to help him but Shedletsky refused.” Chance explained, putting some of the dirty dishes in the sink. Elliot paused, confused.
“What do you mean he refused help? Did he not see what happened to Guest and I?!” Elliot questioned, his face tensed up, that was really dumb of him to do. As much as he despised 007n7, and his kid, it was better to receive help from someone you hate than not getting it at all. Chance shrugged, rinsing some of the dishes.
“That… That’s really dumb of him, I know he got hurt when I died.” Elliot said as he grabbed some bowls from one of the upper cupboards.
“Can’t fight stubbornness sometimes, I know all about it.” Chance replied, turning off the faucet. Elliot sighed, grabbing some spoons from one of the drawers.
“I mean, like, what were they even talking about in Shedletsky’s cabin?” he asked.
“I assume it was about the round, I heard about it during the round but.. I don’t think they exactly stayed on topic. 007n7 was sobbing at the start of the last round.” Chance lectured, grabbing a ladle to scoop the stew out of the pot with. Elliot’s tense face lightened a little, he thought he was crying about Noli being the killer, he knew about their history together.
“I’ll get the food ready, can you grab everyone that's not fighting each other? I think the manor would be torn to shreds if we brought them inside.” Elliot asked as he grabbed the ladle from Chance’s hand. “Yup, you got it!” Chance replied, their cheeky tone back. Elliot hoped Shedletsky didn’t say what he thought he did.
Guest was quietly swirling a lock of 007n7’s hair while he slept, the man’s soft snores filling up the room. He was about to start dosing off, until there was a knock at his door. Guest wanted to get up, but there was no way he couldn’t without disrupting 007n7’s sleep, he was still wrapped around the other man. But, would it hurt to try? He removed his arms from the latter on top of him, his arms still around Guest. He tried to sit up a little straighter, but 007n7 just sunk into his body a little more. No way he was getting out of this without waking up the other man… but he was okay with that. There was another knock, a little louder.
“Guest, food’s ready!” Chance shouted from the other side of the door.
“Just leave some for me later.” Guest tried to reply, but he didn’t want to be too loud and wake up 007n7.
When’s the last time he got a proper sleep? There was mainly silence, besides 007n7’s quiet snoring. Chance heard Guest, but he didn’t understand anything he said. Chance opened the door a crack, and peeked around it, a little surprised at the scene.
“Oh!” They let out, trying to be quiet. Guest pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, not expecting anyone to really see this situation. “I’ll let Elliot know to save some food for the two of you.” Chance said, before he quickly closed the door, a little shocked themself. Guest let out a soft sigh of relief, glad nothing more was said from the gambler. He wrapped his arms around 007n7 again, and closed his own eyes, waiting to curl into sleep, his cheeks a soft pink.
Chance closed the door, and turned around, and put his hands up to their face and quietly groaned. What pushed them to do that? Why did they think that was a good idea? He did knock, but he wasn’t expecting 007n7 and Guest curled up with each other! Though, at least 007n7 was getting some sleep, he had always looked tired, bags under his eyes were more often to see than him asleep. Chance decided not to tell anyone, it was obvious that neither Guest or 007n7 were expecting anyone to open the door, and to save the two of them the confession, but there was no way that they were just friends. Guest’s face was pink, how could they not be more than friends?! This does save Chance from straying away from all of the other cabins to reach 007n7’s, which was oddly far from anyone else’s. He sighed, and stood up straight, the heat the food gave off wasn’t going to last forever. He started to walk over to Noob’s cabin first.
Noob had retreated back to his cabin before Chance emerged from the manor, he was almost caught, but they decided to distract themself by making bracelets at their desk. Now they don’t exactly know where the beads came from, but he wasn’t complaining as he grabbed some red beads from the little box. They hummed one of their favorite songs as they tied off the other end of the bracelet, joining the two ends to finish it. It was a red and black beaded bracelet, and it reminded them of one of his dear friends. No, not one of his dear friends, their dearest friend. Noob sighed as they looked at it, before he slipped it on, their friend had gone missing long before Noob was pulled into hell. There was a sudden knock at their door.
“Hold on!” Noob shouted as he got up, closing the small box of sorted beads. The door swung open, and Chance was on the other side.
“Foods ready.” They said, pulling out their coin.
“Ooo! What is it?” Noob asked, glint in his eyes.
“Chicken and dumplings! It was quite easy to make” Chance replied, flipping his coin.
“Sounds tasty! I’ll be over there in a minute, just gotta do a quick clean up.” Noob said.
“You got it!” Chance responded, and the door closed.
Taph was in his cabin, his robes hanging on a hook on the back of his door, and his bandana resting on his desk. Window blinds were closed, and he was curled up on a sofa chair, reading a book illuminated by a golden light. All of his jewelry such as rings, bracelets, and necklaces were all put away where they had belonged, and Taph was in a baggy grey t-shirt, and a baggy pair of red shorts. His one hand held the book open as his other hand was fidgeting with one of his dreads. There was a knock at the door. The book was slammed shut, and tossed onto the chair as Taph scrambled to get their bandana and robes on while avoiding some of the many traps he set around, paranoia really does get the best of you. Chance was standing outside of the cabin, confused about all of the banging. Taph quickly opened the door, glad to still see the gambler had waited on him.
“👋 🎰🏡❓(Hello, what brings you to my cabin?)” Taph asked as he made sure his bandana was on properly, not exposing any scarred skin.
“Hey there! Just wanted to let you know that supper’s ready.” Chance answered, noting the dark environment in the cabin behind Taph.
“👌💣👉🏠(Okay, I’ll be over there.)” Taph responded, and Chance nodded.
Chance was about to walk towards Two Time’s cabin, the cabin closest to 007n7’s.
“Greetings Chance! What a surprise, I was about to start my search for you!” Two Time said as they practically appeared behind the gambler. Chance yelped, more out of fear than the element of shock, like he was reminded of someone they were close with before.
“God, why is everyone so good at scaring the shit out of me?!” Chance mumbled to himself, trying to comfort themself.
“I apologize for that, I did not mean to indulge any terror in you, I wanted to request the information about the admins and their squabbling. Why must they detest each other after such a domino effect of predicaments?" Two Time asked.
“Oh, that. Something about Shedletsky and 007n7. I don’t know most of what happened but how it ended wasn’t pretty. Basically the reason why 007n7 was sobbing at the start of the last round.” Chance lectured. Two Time nodded, taking in all of the information.
Two Time and Chance walked into the manor, the fighting from the admins seemed to have calmed down a little, but there was still the occasional shout. Noob and Elliot were having a pleasant conversation while Taph hadn’t shown up yet. The two walked into the dining room, and saw the empty blows sitting in their respective spots, waiting for someone to sit down in front of them.
“Oh, hey you two!” Noob greeted, smile on their face. “Greetings Noob!” Two Time replied as they sat on the other side of the table. “Guest and 007n7 asked to save some of the food for them, they are both busy having a nap.” Chance whispered to Elliot, aware of how nosey the other two at the table could be.
“I mean, the last round was… that.” Elliot replied. Everyone seemed to relax, enjoying the food, until there was a loud metallic bang outside.