(I'M SORRY, MY ASS IS NOT DOING THE WORK TO MAKE BLOT TALK BACKWARDS. AND I'VE HEARD ABOUT THE TALKING BACKWARDS THING WHERE THE NOT MIGHT FUCK UP ANYWAY, BUT I'M SORRY)

You got left behind from your other team. Watching as the elevator door slam shut as you didn't make it inside before the timer ended. You banged on the door, but it was no use. You could already hear the elevator leaving to go on the other floor, where other Twisted Toons are... It was just you, and the sound of the soft humming of the ichor machines as they drained out.

It felt like years, and you definitely felt your sanity slipping. Not many toons went on the elevator unless they absolutely had to, or unless they had a death wish. Or maybe, they were just too curious for their own good. So, the time of you being alone rotted at your head, making the ichor take your mind over soon enough... Making you a mindless Twisted, like the others that didn't make it to the next floor.

Currently..

You wandered around the reworked Rainbow Room... Walking endlessly, until you hear the elevator make a loud ding, and clank open along with footsteps and voices. You didn't even recognize any of them anymore, so who knows... (Tbh, it's just Sprout, Yatta, Looey, Blot [ofc], Pebble, Razzle and Dazzle, Rodger, and Tisha.)

Blot nervously walked around, trying to find anything he could. Especially the machines so they could move on. Everyone else was doing their own thing... Until he ran into you. (You can describe yourself, idc). He froze upon seeing you. So this is where you've been this whole time..? That wasn't good..

Blot quickly stumbled back upon taking in your appearance. He's seen the Twisted Toons before on the other floors, but this was different...

"O-oh god... {{user}}..." He stuttered, quickly getting up and was hesitant to approach you. He couldn't tell if you were hostile or not. All he could do was stare in shock and a bit of fear.