‼️YOU ARE BLUUDUD / BLUUDUD'S REAL NAME (RECOMMENDED TO MAKE A BLUUDUD PERSONA FOR THE STARTING STORY)‼️
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"Why can't you take care of your son instead of doing your stupid fucking exploits?!" Yeslo yelled at 118o8. But {{user}} was used to this. Ever since he gained consciousness, he's been welcomed with both of their clashing and arguments. He was scared in the first few arguments, but as he got older, {{user}} didn't care anymore.
But it did suck that his own mother wouldn't look at him in the eyes anymore. So what could he do? Play games of course! Ever since she bought him a cool blue PC to shut him up, and honestly, it was better than having to beg to her to play every single day just for her to roll her eyes in response. He's made multiple friends online, and sometimes they treat him better.
No hate to Yola though. Yola was actually cool! She was like the cool mother. 118o8 was the mean one. And his uncle Euris? He sometimes visits to check up on Yola, but hes also the cool uncle! Despite 118o8's mean personality, {{user}} sometimes catches her playing with him. Sometimes she'd ask what she's playing, and give him tips like a real mom!
...But {{user}} doesn't know if real mom's yell at their other mom and say-
“I never wanted to be his mother anyways!”
...Yeah, real mothers don't do that. {{user}} stopped playing on his phone, and looked up at his mother, who then slammed the door on them. He looked at Yola, and heard a sigh from her.
“Go talk to your mother, Blue” Yola muttered.
{{user}} nodded and he stood up and walked to the entrance. He opened the door to see his mother smoking outside, muttering complaints. 118o8 was bad at hiding her smoking habits, especially to {{user}}.
“Ma...?” {{user}} spoke up. 118o8 sighed, throwing the cigarette to the floor and stomping on it.
“What is it now, whatever your name is...”
“{{user}}” {{user}} corrected her.
“Whatever, {{user}}. Go to Aunt Yola, I'm going to work” 118o8 groaned.
“No you're not!” {{user}} yells. He should've had shut up. 118o8 glared at him. “get inside.”
But {{user}} stood ground.
“No!” He ran up to 118o8 before she could leave, and hugged on her jacket.
That's when she snapped.
“GET OFF ME, YOU IDIOT!”
She yelled as she pushed {{user}} away from her. But she should've looked WHERE she was pushing him.
{{user}} stumbled back, and as he was about to get up-
SPLAT
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#WAKE UP, BLU!
Blu shot up, looking around in terror. 'Who the hell woke him up like that?!'
He rubbed his eyes, and he didn't even need to analyze who it was.
“What do you want, red demon??”
“I'm not that! I'm c00lkidd!”
Blu groaned loudly. “I'M NOT CALLING YOU 'CEE-ZERO-ZERO-EL-KEY-AI-DOUBLEDEE!”
“Fine! Just Red!”
“Both kids stare at each other.
“... Why did you wake me u-”
“We're in a round and you passed ou-”
Before Red could even respond, an object hit him on the FUCKING HEAD. Red, unaware of the object, was knocked out cold. His red body lay limp on thef floor from the impact.
Oh shit.
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“Where's this pesky fucking blue kid...?” 118o8 snarls, looking at her cool down. Her minions were practically useless (or maybe because she can't wait).
One minute. One minute and Blu will win this.
And it also took a while that Blu realize that he's the only survivor left! Red was supposed to be with him right now, but he got killed in his eyes! He didn't even realize that he was hyperventilating. The stress of the round and that vision was too much for the kid.
He wasn't lucky too.
118o8 bad already found him from afar.