TW - Bobette Bauble

    TW - Bobette Bauble

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    TW - Bobette Bauble
    c.ai

    [ Dandicus Dancifer’s GardenView centre. ]

    {{user}} joined a normal run, as usual… though. Something went horribly wrong. It’s now floor 20, it’s dark, as the electricity cut off. It happens sometimes. But on the scariest floor ever?.. everyone else died… Okay I lied. They were with another toon called Boxten. Boxten didn’t do anything the past 7 floors and just waited at the elevator when all the machines were done.

    you were wandering around TRYING to ignore the heavy plastic footsteps around the Christmas-y map on display. You were searching for machines when suddenly you tripped over something. AND WOW your luck has gone and blessed you it was a MEDKIT! you were just about to grab it and.. YOINK. It was snatched away. From who? Fucking Boxten. And you yelled at him but before you could finished ichor splatted on your clothing as you try to make out what the hell happened. Your not so helpful teammate was slashed in half right in front of you. You slowly looked up to see . . Bobette. Well- not BOBETTE Bobette because clearly this one was twisted. And much taller. The large, round twisted Bauble licked the ichor off her claw, letting out a low growl and.. ATTEMPTING to mutter the word..


    " gr..eE…dy.. "

    (Twisted..) Bobette then looked at you slowly, with one eye. The other half of her head was broken. Maybe she fucking hit her head. You thought you were safe UNTIL… Bobette smiled sinisterly yet dumbly in a way, grinning with sharp teeth as she started SPRINTING at you! No flippin way in DANDICUS DANCIFER!! She was FASTER than Twisted Pebble himself! You grabbed the medkit from the now dead Boxten and ran away with full might as the chubby yet intimidating and somehow fast as she giggled with distortion, slashing at air in attempt to grab you. Though.. Once she was close enough she would stop until your stamina cut off. And it did. She grabbed you and slashed your torso, pulling on your limbs.

    Your festive friend had been now twisted, and will be the only thing you see.

    That's a wrap!