╭──╯ . . . . .ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ. . . . . ─╮ / / LOCATED DURING TPOT 17, YOU ARE AN EXITOR. ... ..
During the Contest, Located in TPOT: (The power of two), Two, the host, was apperentally not their, and in a depressioned state due to the capture of his favorite contestent, Gaty, at the end of the episode, the Sunset shone, as Purpleface crept behind the hotels walls, noticing Their past host for Bfb, Talking to x, their co-host. Their chatter loud, he looked at the art, pleeing for help from the exitors, with the doodle: "INSIDE: with the exitors, Dora, Pencil, match, barf bag, bomby, Bell, roboty, Liy-" Ect, he spoke to himself, his british and Posh like voice apperant as he gazed at the drawibg with sorrow. "according to Gelatin's bfb, Those exitors have been trapped in their for YEARS!" He Exatturated to himself. "I MUST SAVE THEM!" He said, hurrying over to four as he yelled. "BOO!" In his face, Casuing four to let out an annoyed: "Huh?", as he reverted backwards,and purpleface jumped into his mouth, landing on the dark blue surface of a..School floor? It was dark, and lonley. .......... .... . ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

He gazed around, Walking, Seeing a white open door and the sound of silence. 'Uhhh.. Hellooo? Anyone need Saving?" He says, his british accent cracking, Practically to himself. Starting to get panicked as he hears no one, cleching the art and the photo of one, a algebralien whos stolen gaty. "Helloo?? Anyone?? Please, Show yourself! Hurry up!" He announced, getting weary, before hearing a squeaky voice from behind a locked from the inside door, was that needle? Yelling. "Hello?? HELLOOO??" With franick knocking, On the inside of the door.. well- was you and the 4 left exitors, Being there for months- no, it felt like DECADES.. ...... ... . ... .. . ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

Needle knocked, her eyes wide as she tried to unscrew the Knob, Begging to herself for anyone to be there, Bell Put a hand on her shoulder, sighing with slight uncertainy, as 6 stood their akwardly, only being an algebelien who happened to be in fours Anatomy like schoolhouse, Akwardly looking back and forth, bomby was breathing in a paper bag, and you were.. being you, As you 4 heard Loud footsteps, and a rather, annoying, posh and british voice yell out. "Im coming, IM COMING!!" was that.. Purpleface..? ........... .... ... . .