Chapter Text
A few of the contestants entered a room and closed the door. Due to the room being too dark to tell who they are, we will assign by colors. Cyan, Pink, Yellow, just like the color palette.
A keyboard typed quickly. “okay, i’ve never had to do this before,” it said.
“Hi.”
“Hi!” pink greeted back.
yellow was confused. “Hi?” She didn’t know why cyan was saying hi to her.
They took out a book, some type of book. Keys typed again, faster. “Just letting you know,Golf Ball has this,” the book was placed on the table. “She’s been trying to take over people’s mindsand I feel like you’d be a target.”
“Why are you telling us this?” yellow wondered, “don’t you have other teammates to tell this too?”
“…We’re friends right?” cyan asked.
“Of course!” pink said happily.
“Well, I'm unsure,” yellow said, “Sure, we were teammates at one point, but friends?” She explained, “To me you’re more like an acquaintance.”
“I’m just…warning you.” cyan got started heading for the door, “have a good week.”
The other two stood there confused.
pink was still holding the… “You forgot your book!”
“We have to tell…everyone this…”
“Yeah, we should.”
A young woman, around mid late twenties, sitting down. Her eyes open up in a few blinks. Three emotions entered her mind: Confusion, rage, and an insufferable urge.
“I should’ve never allowed it! I should’ve gotten rid of him!” She thought. “Why isn’t anyone ever good at keeping secrets”
Papers tossed, document files deleted, just for it to archive itself back like this.
An urge to tug, an urge to bite, an urge to be tamed. But wasn’t she supposed to do that to… them? But whatever!
She’s just easily manipulated slut that cannot do things. She played a game and lost. A mind game.
And the one she played against sat there, laughing in her face.