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Builderman is the father of John Builder, (John Doe once he married Jane Doe)

Im currently contemplating who I want to portray as Jane Doe’s parents. (I have to make sure that I feel it sits right and won’t come off bad or anything to readers.)

The Admins are deities. They are immortal, but specifically under the term of “Resurrective Immortality” meaning they CAN die but will just come back to life instantly or after some time. But these “Respawns” can sometimes change their appearance or their overall behavior.

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This does tie into Telamon and Shedletsky being the same person in a way. The two of them are the same person, just different aspects of their personality in control. While Telamon is cruel and dangerous, Shedletsky is kind and easy to get along with.

In my au, the parasite (the classic era code that infects John) is the only thing able to perceive time outside the realm besides the Spectre, it knows how much time has passed and how long they’ve been there. (Heheh one of the chapter currently contains some insight into how long they’ve been there at that point in time 😉, and there is a part in a chapter that hints at something that’ll happen in a future chapter 😉)

The Admins being deities, are immune completely to most ailments that would affect a mortal Robloxian. At most they could be a carrier, but even then the chances are slim. (They truly just built different)

John however being only a creation of an Admin, inherits bits and pieces! He can die from injury and illness (depending on cause of said illness) but he wouldn’t be able to die from old age alone. (Nobody knows this though, considering he’s one of few existing sentient creations.)

Going back to the “Respawns” of the Admins, this is where (If I were to write anything else other than my John/Jane) the Spawn Cult’s beliefs would’ve originated from. Though twisted and truth long forgotten over time. Meaning the cult IS a hoax, but one born from something that is only true for the Admins.

Due to this being a story taking place in a Roblox game, I feel like it’s a bit obvious that the rules of how everything works is different? Like life, Physics, just general science and etc. It’ll have some similarities to real world stuff, but this shouldn’t be too important to anything unless stated otherwise.

The Banlands is a prison, rules under Doombringer. The lands are his domain, just as Telamon/Shedletsky’s would be SFOTH. In the Banlands, exploiting and hacking is deemed impossible due to the nature of the place. (Think of it like how in PHIGHTING! their version of the Banlands suppresses their gears). 

Speaking of Admins and their domains. These domains are just things they are best at keeping track of and/or handling. Some domains will be portrayed as little “pocket dimensions” such as SFOTH and possibly Natural Disaster Survival. 

(This lil bit was inspired by Nikko_Kage on TikTok so please check them out 😄)

This Update: 09/10/25

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This is all I have for right now! this page will update every once in a while :D

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Their marriage was beautiful. They were happy. They had a good home, good family, good friends.

They had well paying jobs, and a nice car as well. They were well off, happy, and healthy.

Until John came down with something.

At first it was nothing serious, just a small cough and sniffle. But soon it evolved.
Soft sniffles and quiet coughs soon turned to gasps for air and bouts of bloodied hacking.
Normal aches and pains became agonizing, stabbing in his joints.
And an otherwise normal headache turned to a mind blanking when it came to simple things.

All of this, and yet they were still content. Convinced it was just a passing ailment. They still had each other, and that’s what made them truly happy.

But nothing ever guaranteed that they would stay happy.
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“John, dear did you take any thing for that cough of yours? It sounded quite rough yesterday.”

“Yes Jane, and I even drank a little bit of that tea you insisted on me having” He replied.

“I told you that tea would help some! You sound less hoarse than before” She smiled.

“Yes darling, you were right” He chuckled.

“You always say I am!” She laughed.

He sniffles, “Of course Dear! You normally are, so why would I doubt it?”

“I don’t know” she says, “Maybe one day I won’t have the right answer”

“Now that I doubt!” He laughs.

They continue the rest of their day without any issues, happy as can be.

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Days later, the medicines and teas stop their usefulness. And Jane awakes to an awful noise.

She sits up, confused. The bed is empty, but still somewhat warm from where her husband had been previously sleeping.

“John? Honey are you in the kitchen?” she called out.

Wet coughing. Is all she hears from somewhere in the hallway.

“John! John what are you doing?” She calls out as she enters the hallway.

The bathroom light is on, and the door is cracked. She approaches swiftly and quietly.

“John what in Robloxia has you up so early-“

“Jane…” he cuts her off with a raspy whisper.

“John!?” she shouts as she opens the door.

“Jane please…..” he begs. “I-I don’t know what’s wrong! But it hurts..! please…please just stay here with me..?”

She crouches down next to him by the toilet, and gently rubs his back.

“Of course i’ll stay with you dear, but why didn’t you wake me up?” she asked. “I would’ve grabbed you some water and crackers”

“I just…didn’t want to disturb you” he rasps. “I also didn’t want t-hrk-“ He’s cut off as he throws up once again.

“Oh honey….” She soothes. “Let me at least clean your face off some”

She stands momentarily to grab a clean cloth, and resumes her crouched position.

“Turn your head towards me some” she instructs.

He complies, draping his head against the cool ceramic facing her.

“Okay just relax, and let me-“ she pauses.

“Jane..? whats wrong? do I look that bad..?” he asked.

“N-No…John.. Y-you have blood on your mouth…!” she cries out panicked.

She quickly peers into the bowl to find only more watered down blood and bile, and stares at her husband in disbelief.

“John you’re throwing up blood!” she cries.

“I-I…am?” he stuttered. “I suppose I didn’t notice…hah..”

She gently wipes the blood and bile from his lips, and inspects her husband’s sick form.

She looks over his pale skin and glassy eyes. Runs her hand over his head. He’s warm, but not so much feverish.

“How do you feel John?” she asks softly.

“Hm…I don’t feel the greatest..” He replies. “My stomach is on fire…”

“You’re going to the hospital then!” She says. “You’re in pain and bleeding!”

“A-alright…you do what you feel is necessary Honey…..” He rasps. “I trust your judgement…”

She leaves John to grab her phone and call for an ambulance, all while more pained wet coughing erupts from the bathroom.

When confirmed help is on the way, she returns to her now shaking husband and just comforts him. Rubbing his back and whispering promises of making pancakes when he’s better.

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Stress.

They said it was all caused by stress.

John was ordered by his doctor to take a break from work, and to just wind down and relax for some time.

He’d also been prescribed some medication to help manage the symptoms of his “temporary condition”.

Courtesy of Roblox HQ, their shared workplace, John was put on paid leave until his health improved.

Though he wasn’t very pleased with that.

“But Jane!” he pleaded. “I’m still very much capable of going to work!”

“Honey your Father, put you on paid leave. I agree with him! You’ve been working so hard recently, and very late. You deserve a break!” She insists.

“But…!” He starts.

“Nuh-uh! I’m on board with him, and like we both had said, you need this!” She insists again. “Besides, maybe you can relax some with your garden! Hadn’t you wanted to plant some vegetables for grilling?”

“…..yes I did…” He mumbles.

Jane just smiles at him.

“Well I’ll be off to work, remember to take your medicine and relax!” She says as she grabs what she needs.

He sighs, “I will Darling, But tell Shedletsky that the artifacts storage key is in my office please..”

She pecks his cheek, “I will, love you Dear”

He kisses her back, “I love you too Jane..”

Jane smiles as she leaves their home, and he smiles as he watches his wife pull away.

“Maybe I should get to planting those vegetables while I have the time…” He thinks to himself.

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Later in the evening Jane returns home.

“John! you got some ‘get well soon gifts’ from Shedletsky and BrightEyes!” Jane yelled out.

She is met with silence.

“John?” she calls out.

she sighs, assuming he must’ve fallen asleep.

She sets down John’s get well gifts in the kitchen and looks for something to snack on.

She finds some cookies, and sets them down while she goes to change out of her work clothes.

What she finds however, would horrify her.

On their bed laid her husband, trembling.
tears pooling down his cheeks as soft muffled hiccups are smothered into a pillow.

“Oh goodness John! Whats wrong!? Did something upset you?” Questions pour from her mouth as she rushes to his side.

“It’s not working…! Everything hurts even worse than before! It feels like i’m being torn apart from the inside…!” He managed to cry out.

“Shh…I’m here I’ll grab you whatever you need just hang in there for me okay?” She assures him.

“I took the prescription when I was supposed to..!” He cried again. “This has to be a side effect right….? This isn’t like the pain from before…..!”

“Shh..Shhh….Just try to relax Dear” she tried to soothe him.

She pulls his head into her lap while he cries, gently rubbing his shoulders and head.

“I’ve got you Honey….” she whispers.

John suddenly lifts himself up, and tilts his head away from Jane.

“John…..please! Just lay back down, you need to rest-“

She’s cut off by an awfully wet choking noise.

John coughs up blood and glitched particles onto the sheets beside the two of them. He cries again, harder as he tried to cough up everything.

Jane can only go quiet and try and whisper comforting words to him.

“…Jane..” He rasps out. “..What’s wrong….with me…?”

“I don’t know John……” she says still petrified from the moment. “I have no idea what’s wrong…”

He just lays his head back down with a pained sigh. She watched as he managed to fall asleep, and soon enough she did too.

She would have to just clean those sheets come tomorrow.

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More doctor’s visits. More needles, more tests, more medicine.

The “Glitched particles” he’d coughed up before were a major cause of concern.

Glitched particles often meant something was wrong with your code. Code is the life force of a Robloxian. Code is delicate, it’s practically the thing holding them together.

John’s doctor approached his room, sighing before entering.

“Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs.Doe” They greeted. “I’m Dr. F1x3nT, one of Mr.Doe’s doctors overseeing his case.”

“Hello…” John greeted with a rasp.

“Why hello Dr.F1x3nT” Jane smiled. “Have you found out anything about my husband’s condition?”

“That’s exactly why I’ve come to speak with you both” They replied calmly.

“Will I be going on another……medication?” John asked.

“I’m afraid that there is nothing we can do for you at this moment, I apologize .” F1x3nT answered.

“what exactly do you mean ma’am?” Jane questioned. “Is my husband going to be okay?”

“I’m afraid that answer will have to wait until the results of this test come through, and that will take a very long while. I apologize for the wait you’ll have to endure.” she replied.

“So….what can you tell us….?” John asked worriedly.

Jane looks at her husband, then glances back over to Dr.F1x3nT. She notices her grimace and sigh.

“I’m afraid that there is a test we are waiting on to tell us if your condition is terminal or not.” They replied sympathetically.

Both Jane and John gasp softly and glance at eachother, before looking back towards the doctor.

“Mr.Doe, your immune system is attacking its own code.” They sighed. “Your body is deteriorating at a rate that is deemed too high for comfort.”

“So….My husband is….” She glances at John before looking back. “…Dying……?”

“That we are unsure of. Sometimes the immune system attacks its own code if it finds something wrong with it that is invisible before testing.” She answered.
“The test we are running is on a sample of Mr.Doe’s code itself. We are observing it to see if it stabilizes with medication, if it does then it appears that Mr.Doe is in the clear”

“and if it doesn’t stabilize…?” John questions.

“Then I’m afraid there is nothing we can do beyond that point, Mr.Doe” She replies with a frown. “But I have high hopes for you! Due to your unique biology as the child of an Admin, you do possess qualities unlike that of a typical Robloxian.”

“Are you referring to the Admins immunities to certain afflictions?” Jane asked.

“Yes Mrs.Doe, due to the Admins possessing abilities beyond that of a Mortal Robloxian, there is a chance that John may have inherited some of those immunities”

Jane looked at John and smiled. “You hear that Dear? You’ll most likely be okay!”

She leaned down to him and hugged him gently. He hugged her back and smiles warmly.

John looks towards the doctor. “So…what should we do in the meanwhile Doc?”

“Just take it easy, we’ll be prescribing you a different pain management medication for the full body aches, and a mild stabilizer in the meanwhile” She answered.

“Rest easy now, it may take around a month or so for those lab results to be accurate” She said as she walked toward the door. “But we’ll call when we get them”

Dr.F1x3nT left the room, and Jane and John have a moment to themselves.
The revel in the fact that due to John’s parentage, he has a good shot at getting past this.

They go home shortly after being discharged. They grill out in honor of the good news. They make dessert and enjoy the rest of their night in each-others arms.

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Now that he thinks about it, he’s been spacing out a lot more lately. Sometimes he doing laundry, sometimes he’s watching the television, sometimes he’s in the garden.

But he never thought it would get this bad.

John had been cooking, and spaced out while making some burgers on the grill.
He supoosed he only snapped out of it due to the smell and feeling of his own hand hitting the hot metal of the grill.

“GAH!” He yelled out.

“John? You okay?” Jane calls from around the corner.

He hisses at the feeling of his burned hand. “I zoned out again……I burnt my hand a smidge…”

“What!?” Jane yelled back.

She rounds the corner to their back patio where the John and the grill sits. She notices the rectangular shaped pattern now etched into his palm and fingers.

“Let me grab the burn cream and something to wrap it up with” She frowns softly.

“Alright, I’ll stand back from the grill for now” he replies.

That was one of many small burns he’d gotten as a result of him zoning out while cooking. But, Jane was always there to help treat said burns afterwards.

But, Jane didn’t know what would’ve happened if she hadn’t been there when this new incident happened.

They had just finished grocery shopping. It was later in the evening, not quite dark nkt quite busy. Most roads near their home and near the store had few to no cars passing.

They’d pulled up towards a small intersection, John at the wheel while they chatted about what dessert they were gonna make for the next family get-together.

But John had slowly begun to go silent. Only muttering some small agreements and “oh’s” or “hm’s”.

John’s foot was on the gas pedal, they slowly inched out towards the center of the intersection. But his hands had slowly slipped from the wheel falling to his sides. His head nodding side to side as his eyes went dull and his voice now completely silent.

“….So i figured we could bring in brownies or even some cupcakes!……John? John are you even paying attention?” she asked.

then she was fully aware of how slowly they were moving. John’s foot barely pressing on the gas pedal. She looks over to see John slowly nodding back and forth, hands limp at his sides.

“John…?” she asked.

“John…!” She yelled this time.

She looks to see a car off in the distance pulling closer to the intersection.

“JOHN!!” she screamed desperately.

She began to shake his shoulder, he still remained unresponsive. Just staring at nothing with glazed over eyes.

“JOHN! SNAP OUT OF IT…! PLEASE!” She cried.

He stirred slightly.

“…whuh….?” he rasped.

“JOHN THE CAR!” She panicked.

John, snapping into a somewhat coherent state quickly hit the gas and pulled out of the intersection.

“..Jane? What are we doing here…? When did we get in the car…?” He asked quietly.

“John..? we just went out shopping? You zoned out at the steering wheel!” She replied confused.

“What…? weren’t we just….? ugh.. my head hurts..” he groaned.

Jane just stared at him absolutely confused as to what he’s talking about.

“Get out of the drivers seat John.” She demands. “I don’t think it’s a good idea that you drive the rest the way home”

“..Oh..? Well alright Darling..” He doesn’t argue back.

They swap seats, and Jane drives them home. John at some point had dozed off in the passenger seat.

“I’m going to have to inform his doctor that he’s zoned out now while driving…” She thinks to herself worriedly.

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They had roughly a week until John’s lab results are available. And they have about four days until his birthday.

March 18th

John had been restless at home, itching to go into work. So he and Jane had compromised. He could come into work on his birthday, but only to visit.

John had reluctantly agreed, wanting to just go back TO work, but this was the best he was gonna get. He’s knows that one saying, “Happy wife, Happy Life.” and he stands by that.

Miraculously however, most of John’s symptoms had seemingly vanished. No more aches and pains, glitched particles, zoning out, none of it. He was miraculously back to the happy and completely healthy John Doe he was before.

Jane and him had celebrated, taking it as a sign of complete recovery. A sign that his test would come back negative for being a terminal form of his previous condition.

The days pass, and it’s finally his birthday. His 38th to be exact.

Once he’d finally arrived at HQ, he’d been swarmed by his father’s colleagues and (who he’d considered) Aunts and Uncles as he entered his own office.

The Admins.

“Builder! He finally made it!” A voice called out.

“John!! its so good to see you!” another, albeit softer voice called out.

They turned out to belong to Shedletsky and BrightEyes respectively.

“Uncle Shed! Auntie Bright! it’s so good to be seeing you guys in person again!” John smiled.

Jane watched as her husband got swarmed by his family.

Builderman walked in as Shedletsky was giving John a noogie,and paused before sighing.

“Shed. let go of m’kid” Builderman said aloud.

“Sorry, Sorry, just had to get one in y’know? Tradition since he started kindergarten!” Shedletsky laughed.

“Well now it’s my turn to see m’own kid on his birthday” He responded “John, c’mere”

John walked over to Builderman and crouched down some to meet his father’s eyes.

“Hi Dad” John smiled.

“Hi kiddo, Happy Birthday n’ all” he smiles back as he hands over a small present.

John gratefully accepts it and lays it down on his desk.

“Yer’ mother should be stoppin by soon, she also had a gift for ya” He says as he sits down.

John nods, and then goes to meet his “Aunts and Uncles”

Builderman however, was thinking back to memories of John when he was little. Being sentimental and all.

Eventually Jan had arrived and told her son happy birthday, and gave him his present before she had to leave again, apologizing for being so busy on his special day.

John didn’t mind though. He understands that sometimes certain tasks require being done at a specific time. He wouldn’t blame his mother.

“So when do we wanna cut cake n all that?” Doombringers voice rang out.

“Ohhh!! we could now? Nobody’s busy and John can open gifts afterwards!!” Reese had said excitedly.

“With joy and whimsy in the air, another memory to treasure this year, a pleasant experience were all sure to share, so start now or soon I agree” Dusekkar chimes in.

“Yeah guys i’m starving” Clockwork says bluntly.

“Be polite Clock” Luke chastises.

“John!! Go wait out in the hallway so we can bring out the cake!!!” Tara instructs.

“Alright! Alright! Just call me back in when you’re all set up!” He laughs as he enters the hallway.

The door suddenly closes behind him and he hears the lock click in place.

“Wow they really didn’t want me to come back in too early” he mutters out loud.

While the Admins and Jane rounded up all the presents, and set up the cake John stood outside quietly thinking to himself.

Until a quiet voice called out to him.

“t̵̨̨̝̘͖̱̆ḩ̷̡̳͖̬͓͚̝̝̺͎̄̐̂̈̀͑̌͒́̍̄͊̄̚̕̕ḭ̷̗̲̗͋́̌̏̾̎̿͂́̕͜s̶̡̡̢̤͎̖͔̖̪͙̫͚̫̭̟̘̱͔̳̯̻̄͊̍̃͆̑̾̅͊͂̽̑̓͗̐̕ ̶̧̡̢̰͈͈̰͙̱̥͔͖̼̣͔͉̻͊͊̒̈́͑̏̈́̎̂͑̑̈́̃̍͊͛̾̚̚͜͝w̷̛͓͈͚͕̒̂͛̂̏͌̌̔͘ả̶̡̛̬̥̝̥̱͍̙̝͍̺̙̲̰̦̼̭̯̉̊̏̒͆̕͝y̷̨̘̫̞͎̯͔͕̣̩̣͍̟̝̻̘̰̒̃̐̐͂̒͋̎́̎̋̓̇” it called out.

“Huh?” John asked out loud.

“f̸̡̧̹̰̘̯̝͉̦͓͕̫̮́̒͋̓̿̄̔͒̔͘o̶̧̨̢̻̬͙̳͓̾̔͛̀̌̆̊̋̑͋̌̕̕͠͠ͅļ̸̛̫̬̦͔̲̝͇̖̺̜͙͍͖̦͇͚̜́͋̆͂͐̂̓̂̿̾͊͛̇̀̈́̽̓͘͜͠l̸̡̛͕̹̪̥͕̝̘̫͍͇͍͕̤̯̭̗͉̪̇̀͌̽͐͛́̀̓̿̅̏̉̾̚̚͘͠͝ǫ̸̪͚̩͔̙̯̬̪̯̩̗̃̆̄̍́̾w̴̨̲̙̗̹̃̔̍͘ ̶̢̱͇͖͔̝͇̗͚͙̖̝̰̟͂̇̽̇̾͛̅m̸̬͉̯̮̣̩̈͋͆̒͋̀̀̊̃̾̒̈́̑̈́͋̽͂̊ē̷̫̗̻͓̌͗̀̋̈́͒̈́͑͑̚͝͝.̶̨̞̫͔̜̜̯͚̣̰͚̘̙̾͗̌̉̆̉̊͒͒͝͝͝” it called out again.

“Hello…? Shedletsky I swear if this is your idea of a birthday prank they are getting pretty stale!” he laughed.

“Ḑ̵̧̛̦̳̪̩̲͎͔̜̖̼̲͓͙̘͉̗̰͍͈̥̠͎͈̰̙̒̍̆̽̐͗̆̓̈́͆̈́̈́̅͒̂͌̓̋̊̋̀ͅỌ̵̡̨̨͍̪̤͖̹̥̺͔̺̲̙̬͓̲̰͖̙̯̺̮͇̣̔̆̊̆̉̍͆̾̓̄̈́̎̈͒̌̉́͂̓̀͜ͅͅ ̸̢̛̛̛̛̙͓̤̖̻̼̲̰̮̙͎̩̜̫̭͖̠̞̮͆̊̀̏̾͋̔͂̓͌͗̾̄͛͌̏̀͊̀͘͘͘͜͝͝N̷͓̜̹̝̹͔͚̱̠̝̯̦̬̘̜͔͗̎͒̋͗̐͊̅͒̎́̈́̂̋̂͋̔̎̉̌͌̿̓̈́̃͗͐͛͊̚͠͝ͅO̵̩͖̥̯̮͙̦̙̭̜͚̓̏̀͊͋̅̄̽̉̾͗̈̃͐́̈́̚͜Ţ̶͔̫̥̜̫̦̳̦̟͈͌̐̓̓̔̑̓̆ ̶̝̉̾͌̎̅̋́͗̆̀̿͑͂̽͌̕͝R̷̛̰̻̪̝̦̮̜͎̟̺̻̤͓̪̗͗̍͒́͑̈́̄͆̇̑̇̔̄̍̔̅͐̒̊̐̊̄͋͊̓͜͝͝Ȩ̴̢̛̦̝̖͚̤̟̟̰̜̪̮͕͎͙̯͎͉̺͙̩̦͎͖̰̪̯̪̩͉̒̿̐͐͂̿̓͑̿̿̋̿̈́̈̓̂̈́̄̑̑̕͘͝F̵̡̱͖̠̫͔̙͎̙̖̬͕̜͚̱͉̤̼̱̺̻̝̙̽̊͑̂̾͆͗̂̓̽̈́̈̇̈́̓̚̕Ȩ̵͎͖͔̗̠͖̼̭̞̟̺͔̱̮̼̼̜̥̓͋̄̃͒̉͋͆̓́̓̒̈́͊̂̄̋̎́̀̎̍͘̚͜͝Ŗ̷̧̛̩̰͉͍̙̩̲̩̀̂͆̅́̒̓͗͑̇̒̏̐̒̄͂̿̊͑͗̈͘͠͝͝ ̴̩͎̫̣̜̱̣̳͖̪͚̹̪̩̫̳̟͂̎̍̿̿͊̀̍̏̑̍̉͛̌͐͒͐̀̀̚̚͘͝͠T̴̞͈̬̺̅̀̉͂̽̌̍̀̈͊͐́̐͂̎̀̃̂̋͛̈́̉͋̆̾͠͝͠͝O̷̭͉̬̝̬̜̳̫̘͙̗̰̘͓̱̯̺̜̞͋̋̏̃̈́̌̋͗̄̀̂̄̾͒͛̾͆̏͒̐̌͒̈̓̐̾͆͘͜ ̴̨̲̞̼̹͔̻̞͈̲͖̬̗̫̲͕͍̠̖̤̞̣̺͇̜̗̱̠̉̎̾̾͗̋͘͜͠͝͝ͅM̴̢̨̢̙̰͈̠̺͍̘̻̦̩̜͓̫̩͚̣͍͔͚̙͇̝̮̫͎̈́̄͂̍̌͗̈́͜͠E̸͔̘͈͍̯͖̖͉̞̖̭̗̦̻͚̠̎͆͊̊̊̓̑̄̓̾̉͂̿͠ ̸̡̧̛͕̳̣̘̼̤̱͇̳̪͚̯͖̦̞̯̙̥͕̺͇̣͈̱̳̪̗̼͕̤̀́́̓̊͐͋͑͌͠͠ͅW̸̱̳͉͚̺̩͈̺̄͑̄̽̊͌̊́̾̑̾̈̾͂̇̀̒͗͂̐̀̂͘̚͜͝I̴̛͙̲̓̓͑̔̐̒̋͊̈́̑̿̾̉̂͐̑̊̓̚̕̚͜͝T̵͍̫̖̳͉̖͈͕̘̘͓̦̗̪̘̬̼̺̱̫̺͓̗͈̳͔̤̙̭̯̲̙̰̝̀͆̾̅̈́̏̋H̵̨͍̞̘̤̺̦͔͓̯͚͎͍͙̠̳̬͙͔̽̿́̋̿̒̾̊̾͛̇͛͂̈́͊͑̈́̔̂͜͜͝͝ ̴̡̧̖̥̟̩̘̙̟͔̮̘̪̤̣̺͖̗̰̥̗͎͉̱͓̗̗̠̒̈́̂̓͛́̔̒́̍̏͛̆̑͐̋̉̽̀̈́̓̔̍̊͌̚̕T̴̛͍͈͆͂̈͐͐̽̒̀͌̑͑̈̀̀̀̑̓͛̆̈́̈̂̃̕̕͝͝͝͝Ḫ̸̨̳̹̠̙͚̝͔̫̤̦̭̠̱̣̣̂͐̈̋̂̌͋̈́͐̍̇̔̄͆̚͝E̸̢̧̛̘̜̖͎̤͎͙̹͇̦͍̻͎̲͔͕̦̦̞̣̩̼̪̤̒̋͛̓̇͊̐̍̊̐̔̈͐͑̂̆̽̅̊̆̊̐́͛̍̕͝ ̸̝̝̻̓͂͊̈͘T̸̛̟̜̭̽͒̀̆̊͆̂͌̓̚Ị̵̢̛̲̺̹͈͍̩̠̗͇̬̪̰̞̦̳̮͈͇͉͍̥͐̉̏̒́̌̑̈͒̅̈̐̆͌̎̇̏̋̈́̉͆́̑̊̊̓̓̕̚͝͠T̵̢̛̜͎̪̦̝̹͕̥̤̯̲̭̟͎͖̖͎̹̞̖̜̭̮͙̲̝̃͗͜͜͜ͅL̵̛̙̖͎͛͌͛̏̓̽̇̌̈͛͛͛͊̉̓̓̃̈́̉̉͛͘͜͝͠͝E̴͇͍̬̟̬͍̬̫̪͚̘͖̥̞͙̹̗̪̘̳̳̘͐̇͊͋̔̑̍̓̊͝ ̶̧̢̛̖̗̻͙̰͈̳̫̤̩̣̱͚̼͖̞͑̔̀̏͆̇̌̈̓̓̈́̆̆̆̃̌̄̍͆̕͠Ò̴̮͚̰̫͉̦̰̥̙̣͍̗̯̲̻͚̩̤̉̅̊͛̋̇̓̈́̓͛͒̐̏̽͑̄̏͂̚͝F̷̧̧̛̼̰͉̱̭͇̭͉͙͌͊̓̔̿̇̂̾́͌͝ͅ ̶̨̢̛̰̪͙͍̪̫̜̠̻͎̭̲̙̪͓̗̳͇͕̯͖̀́̌́̈́̏͊̈́̃͒́͊́̀̊̉͘͘͜͜͠ͅA̶̫͔͒̓̀̾̏͛͗͒̇͋̊̀̈̌̓̉̊̿͂̏̿͛͆̀͌̔͝͠͝N̶͔̳͚͙̭̟̼͚̭͖̝̲̝̫͍̒̓̿̑ͅ ̵̧̧̧̯̬̜͇̣̞̃̇͌̔̉̏̊̉̓̊̊̾͒̃͋͑́̐̈̔́̒̚̚͘̕͜͜͝͠Ą̸̨̰͔̻̭̠̹͚̥̹̙̓̑̃̀͂̏̏̍̀͊͛͆̽̒̿̈́̂̕̕͝͠D̴̥͎̎͌̌̀̃̿̏́̋̾́͋̇̈́͋́̏̓͗͊̕M̶̢̥̖̘̼͔̝̱̬̝̟͙͕̠̰͇̣̘̱̺͗̇̀̋͗̈́̐̈́͂̀͊̊͗͊̈́̽͌̈́́̃̈́̈͛́͜Į̷̣̱̞͓̼͈̥̬̞̤̟̹̭͕͍̬̟͖̈́͌́̒̌̀̓̊̉̿̈͛͂̑̋͆͆͒̚͘͘͘͜ͅŅ̶̢̛͉̣͕̱̩̩͖̯͖̝̰̺͉̙̬̗̺̘͓͕̻̘͇̦̗͚̗͓̾̊́ͅ” it
It shrieked.

And all at once John’s body seized. He froze staring at something. A figure only he could see.

He could barely make a sound. He was frozen in terror at this thing. It was watching him from the end of the hallway with cold beady white eyes.

John suddenly keels over and vomits. Nothing but blood and corrupt code. Black and red spew from his mouth into a dark puddle on the floor.

He’s still scared. He look back up to meet the eyes of this figure, and its now in-front of him. Nearly touching him.

Its form doesn’t make sense. Its body twists and glitches in ways he thought not possible.

It still stares at him.

Then, white hot AGONY.

John wishes he could scream. But nothing, not a single noise escapes his lips.

His back, his arms, his legs, and most especially his head all feel like they are pounding.

Then figure reaches out to him, slowly.

And with one pitiful attempt he managed to say one last word hoping he’d be heard.

“…Jane….!” He barely whispered.

Before the figure shifts its form once again, and he’s engulfed in an infinitely inky void. He feels his own body change, his weight shifting. Something grows from him. He feels his own spine rip through muscle and tissue. Other bones shifting alike it.

But strangely, he’s calm. He feels his body move on its own. It doesn’t feel the same though. Nor does it look it. But really he was more relieved at the fact that he could go to sleep. Sleep sounded so much better than the agonizing pain he’d been in mere moments before.

So John shuts his eyes, and forgets all he is, all he knows.

But something else wakes up. And it doesn’t seem to care much for what John had loved before.

John’s body moves on its own. Whatever this thing is controls it now. John’s asleep, blissfully unaware.

T̴̘̬̭͉͎͔̮̈̑̇͆́͜ͅH̶̨̻̭̜̜̞̤̰͎͇̝̘̭̗̑͒̀̊̽̓̉͑̈͘͜͝ͅẼ̸̗͎̝͕̱̜̟̳̬̊̌́̑͗͆͌͊̚̚͠͝ͅͅ ̴̡̬͈̺̻͔͓̭̰̬̻̭̠͉̦̻͌̔̈́̔̊̿̈́͑͋̔͋̓́͊̒̆̎͝S̸̗̘̻̳̤̪͈͌̓́̒̅̀̇̒͊͆̓̀̒͐͘̕̚͝P̴̧̖͙͚̘̫͕̬͕̺̝͌̅̈́̂̂̈̀͌͘͘͠Ę̸͖̣̼͍̳̬̠͕̘͈̝͙̥͕͚̦̦̒̾̃̋̂C̴͍̼̲̝̳̺̬̘̈́̓̈̿̐̊͒̓̓̾́̎̂͘͘͝͠T̴̮̰̦̰̲̘̪͎̤͈̏̒̌̃͐̋̍̈̈́̓͜͜͝͝ͅͅR̵͎̟̭̤̀̾́͊͂͛͐̾́̄̄͘͜É̴̢̙̘̠͚͉̽̌͋͊̀͛̅̿͜ ̸̡͇͓̻̩͖͍̝̳͎͌̆́̔̇̉́̿ͅͅḒ̴̖̣̲̱͈̘͐̍͆͐Ǫ̸̲̩̗͜͝ͅĘ̴̙͙̟͇͍͕́̾̓̃̚Ş̴̺̱͇̞͙͈͉̖̮̖̖͔̉̂͐̃̆̋̑͒̍̊̕ ̸̨̨̧̜̭̱̝̯̘̝̰̖̗͎̲̱̝̝̪͂̈́͛͆̈́N̶̩̫̗͉͚̏͆̎̈́̽̐͑͒͆̈́͛̆̓̾̕̕͜ͅO̵̧̨̳͙̬̮̭͇̗̗̟̪̜̮̯̎́̑̽̓͘͜T̵͉̝͉̦̑̿͛̂̈̏̀͆ ̴̧̧̙͕͓̲̗̠͙̩̬̎́̓͜Č̵̮̝́͗̇͗͛̉̊̌̓̽̓̉̉͊̿͠͝A̵͕͐̓͊͌̑̂̽̉͌͑̓̒̃͘ͅR̷̢̬̪̰̘̪̮̜̭̤̰͖͎͎̬̲̬̎̈́͂̿̇͝E̷͔͖̹̯̺̤̝̗͙̙̊͛̉̑̽ͅ ̴̧̗̫̤̖̈̈́͋͋͛̐̑̈́̔̚̚̕I̵̘͚̘̦͚̪̒̉͑̋̿̄̈́͛̐̏͊́̕F̷̢̥̝͈̳̞͇͓͇̽̋̈͂͛͊̾́̏̀́͘͝ ̴̢̞̬̥͔̳̪͈̭̟̜͔̩͎̈̒̔͜I̸̺͊̃̔̓̀̌̄̈̀̒͐̉̆̾Ţ̸̱̭͎̙̲͔̯̈́̉̎͂̇̐̓͊̊̀̀̌͂͌͑͂͛͂͝ͅS̸̘̗͕͓̞͕̫͓̬̣̼͇͎̓̎̚͠ͅ ̶̧̛̣̯͕̱͉̝͓̎̀̓͋͝T̸͎̥̖̦͈̬̯̋̇̓̂̐̒̽̍̋̽͊ͅO̷͚̤͕̦̪̼̪̯̩̙͇̼̜͆̉͌̎Y̵̭̯̾̈́͊̓̓͑̊͠S̶̖̠̤͔̬̻͚͎̤̒͠ ̷̧͍̜̥͐͋͗̑͆̆̈́̂̽́̈́̐̀͋̚̚͝͠A̴̱͔̣̗̲̩̜̤̣̤̲͖̭͛̈̕Ŕ̸̡̧̻̤̦̘͉͖̯̟͕͕̔̒̍̉Ę̵̥̹̪̱̞̤̟̟͔̝̭̬̘͉͓̮̎̃̏̈̄̎͐̈́͊̆̚͘ͅ ̵̧̨̥̳̙̬̺͕̖͙͎̎̑͛̓ͅB̴̢̢̰̹̗͍̜̤͕̗̥̘̠͎̜͔̀͒Ř̴̭̉͌̓͒ͅǪ̴͙͓͈̘̻̼̰̥̟̘̆͗̿̋̾̊̓̕͝͝Ḳ̵̛̱̱͖͔̦͍̖͚͉̗͙̝͕̹̣̯̜͓̄͆͆͠Ę̵̛̤̯͚̭̱̥̣͔̦̳̄͆̽̀̃̈́̃͆̋̆͘͘̕Ṅ̵̘̦̯͈͎͍̺̪̦͇͍̘̫͗͒ ̷̨̡̫̭̻̖̳̱͊̆̔B̷̗̩͉͖̝̩̫̮̱̠̗̓̈̍̆̿̉̿̃͋̄̈́̊̿̔͝͠E̵͚̿̽̔Y̶̡̱͊͐̓̿̈Ơ̴̡͚̩̜̻̥̹̟͓̬͎͓̰̅͜N̷̨̡̲͖̹̩̥͚̹̖̺̖̖͈̰̗̺͆̎̑̀̾̽D̷̡̥̥̼̊́̐̐̆̇͂͛ ̷̘͚̀̋͛̐͑̍̆̌͜͠Ṛ̸̡͖̊̈̑̓̽̏̇͂͋̓̓̔̀̚͝Ề̸̛̱̦̝̩̝̮͖͊͗͑̑̋̎̈́̈́̀̿̓̾̓͘P̷̢̧̛͚͇͇̖̬̖̟͉̤̮͉̗̘̍̋̎̍̑͗͊̈́̿͌̈̍̊̊̒̕͜͠A̶̼͎̱͎̻̠͇̟͙̯̼̻̻̯̳͕͐̔̀͗̃͘͘̚͠Í̶̧̞̥̺̩͐̃̔͝͠R̸̫̝̳̩͍͚̮̤̉͝.̶͈͖̼̎͋̆́̒̈́͌͜͝ͅ.

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“John! Come back in the cakes ready!” Jane yelled out towards the door.

The Admins all stood by excited and smiling.

But the door didn’t open even after being unlocked.

Builderman yells out “John get yer’ butt in here!”

Still no response, or movement from beyond the door.

Builder sighs as he goes to the door to open it.

“John what the hell are ye-“ He pauses.

Blood and Black glitching code coat the floors just outside the door.

Marks like nails, etched into the floor like something clawed at it. Prints smeared through the blood like something had slipped.

But John wasn’t there anymore.

All of them funneled towards the door at Builderman’s sudden pause.

They all observed what Builderman had seen.

They all searched the floor yelling out for John, checking restrooms and even the break room nearby. They went as far as checking the cameras.

But strangely enough, all they observe is John exiting the office as he had previously, and standing there. Before he began to talk to somebody off camera. The edge of a black figure graces the cameras vision before it all goes to static.

Ugly screeching noises and static erupt from the speakers. John’s voice no longer coming up on the audio.

They all stare in bewilderment before the camera returns to normal. With the previously seen puddle of blood and corrupt code, and the smears and scratches. No John in sight.

Their own voices calling for him to come in ring out from the recording’s audio.

They paused it there.

“So he just VANISHED!?” BrightEyes yelled.

“How the actual hell does that even happen?” Shedletsky questioned.

“And what did that t’ the cams? Those things never wig out on us like that!” Doombringer had chimed in.

All the admins began to theorize what happened and where he went, aside from Builderman.

“Builder…?” Jane asked softly.

“Yes, Jane…?” he replied.

“…Are we going to find him…? That blood… it was like what he vomited when he first got sick….” She rambled. “But he’d gotten better! He stopped getting sick! He’d stopped getting those aches! He even stopped zoning out! Builder…..What are we gonna do…?”

“….I don’t know Jane….” He whispered.
“I have absolutely no clue what to do……” he admitted.

Jane had begun to quietly sob. Now worried for her now notably sick husband.

The other Admins had quieted down their theories, instead focusing on comforting the Wife and Father.

“We’ll find him right…?” She asked nobody in particular.

“Of course! We wont stop until we do!” Shedletsky had assured.

Other Admins hummed in agreement, and just kept comforting the two.

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In another place.

Angry shrieks erupt from a run down cabin.

A man no longer himself, hisses and roars at wild animals that may creep up on it.

Enlarged limbs, spikes, and corrupt code encase this shell of a once kindhearted and gentle man.

All while that strange figure from before continues its plan. It begins to ready itself for the next few unsuspecting souls that it will have in its grasp.

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In Robloxia, a wife mourns her missing husband. And vows to do whatever it takes to find him and bring him back home.

Admins slowly go missing one by one leaving chaos and confusion in the aftermath.

Jane worries. So many Admins have disappeared. Vanished. With no trace left behind, in just a few months.

First it had been her own Boss, Doombringer. Then Shedletsky. Then Builderman. Then Dusekkar. she’s pretty sure that one demolitionist also disappeared alongside Builderman.

She’s scared. She’s been without John for nearly six months. There’s not sign of him being alive or dead.

But it’s late, and she’s tired. She just wants to go to sleep, preferably with John, but it appears that will not happen for Telamon only knows how long.

So she closes her eyes, and succumbs to slumber.

But it’s not over yet.

“ ….am……ke…….p…..!”

Jane stirs, but otherwise doesn’t respond.

“……..e…lo….? ……am!……”

“Hm, that’s odd” she thinks to herself. “That doesn’t sound like anyone she knows”

Wait.

She doesn’t know that voice.

Jane suddenly shoots up wide awake and screams at the blue haired man kneeling by her side.

“Who are you!?” She shouts. “Where am I!?”

The blue haired man raises his hands to show he means no harm, before introducing himself.

“I’m very sorry for scaring you ma’am, but rest assured I mean you know harm. I’m Guest1337, and you are?” He answers.

“I’m….Im Jane Doe…” She introduces herself.

“Doe..?” He questions. “You mean as in J-“ Guest is cut off as another voice shouts.

“HOLY SHIT! BUILDS JANES HERE!” A familiar voice yells.

“What…?” Jane says as she stand with Guest’s help. “Shedletsky!?”

“Oh god Jane! you shouldn’t be here! That thing just keeps finding more ways to make things difficult!” He said with frustration.

Jane was confused as to what he meant, but stayed quiet nonetheless.

Eventually Guest had rounded up all other survivors and they’d introduced themselves to Jane.

She knew a few of them, of course but the other “survivors” as they were called, she didn’t seem to mind. Some were strange, but she wasn’t one to judge.

But what they didn’t have time to explain, was the purgatory, the endless cycle of death, and to those who knew her, Ĵ̸̢̡̨̡̛̛͈̲̘̥̪̱̬̣̰̠͉̦̮̦̼̞̜̰͙̰̣̦̟̳̰̦̰͚͚̳̱̗͎̫͎͇̖̹̥̉͆̒̓̇͂̂̈̓̾́̾͛̓̊͛́̉̒̔̈́̐͑͐̇͊͆͌̋̐̈́̋̓̓͛̌̒̚̚͜͜͠͠͝͝͠͝͝Ơ̷̡̨̦̖̘͍̮͎̙̳͍̲̘̲̫͇͚̣̥͔͎͙̖̙͔̻̤̞̓̔̍́̑͒̔̅̽̅́̂͗͑͌͑̎̅͛́̂̂̐̿́̈͆̀͒̊́́̄̆̈́̈́͆͌͑̆͛͒̇̉͊͘̕͘͜͜ͅH̸̢̧̭̩̗̻̻͇̠̟̯̳͇̙͚̱͖͇͕̦͖͎̬̺̦̩̣͈̼̓̿̐̓͛͆̽̐̀͐͆̍̾̂̇̾͐̾̌͐́̋̂̄́̕͜͝͝͝͝ͅͅŅ̷̫̲̲͉̯̻̪̺͖͈́̉̄͋̓̃̔͊̆͗͂̕͠.

The sound of an old clock chiming rang out, and soon enough eight randomly selected people were teleported to a strange place. Jane being one of them. Riddled with purple rivers and what appeared to be a large mansion off in the distance, she stood nearby a tall hill with a well at its center?

Guttural shrieks echoed through the area.

Others yelling attempting to subdue the shrieking creature, and somebody yelling to “take the damn pizza” was all she could hear as she approached.

She stared in utter horror as she watched the pale black haired adult stabbed her husband in the back with a small dagger.

He roared in pain, recovering from the injury.

Jane was horrified. They just stabbed her husband! Last she remembered he was sick and in dire need of help.

“JOHN!” She cries out in horror.

Other survivors hear the scream, and look over to see the new survivor running towards the corrupted man.

“John! Oh god you’re okay! I’ll wrap you mr wound! Just hold still for me okay…? I promise i’ll be gentle…” She says once she gets close enough to the man.

“JANE GET AWAY FROM HIM!” The one she’d learned was named Chance had shouted.

“What do you mean get away from him!? He’s hurt! They just stabbed him!” She retorts.

She doesn’t notice that her “husband” had turned to face her and was quietly observing the black box that covered her face.

“LADY HES GONNA KILL YOU BACK AWAY FROM HIM!” Then one in the pizza uniform had yelled back.

“John would never hurt me!” She yelled out offended.

“YOU KNOW HIS NAME!?” A multitude of voices shouted.

“YES! “ She yells as she turns back to face him. “John, Dear? its alright now we can fix you up and get you some real help soon, I promise”

She smiled softly as she readies a piece of cloth from the hat she came here with. But a vicious snarl is what she gets in response.

Her husband’s form, readies a clawed hand in the air, before striking her across the abdomen.

She cries out in pain and confusion.

“John! John what are you doing?! It’s me!”

The few survivors who’d been nearby rush to get to her, but “John” as she seems to call him doesn’t listen to her pleas.

“John it’s me! your WIFE, please!” she begs.

But “John” doesn’t listen.

Jane screams as the spiked arm stabs through her. Her mind goes blank, she feels fuzzy. Cold even. She’s dropped to the ground like a piece of trash, and “John” continues after other survivors.

Elliot had tried to use his Rush Hour to reach her, but had failed to make it in time.

The round ended shortly after, as “John” had been distracted most of the time by Jane.

Jane shoots up from the couch in the main area just as the winning survivors return.

“What….?” she asked confused. “How am I alive…?! Why did John attack me?!”

“Because that ain’t John no more,Jane.”Builderman had spoken up.

Others had begun to whisper of her claims she had shouted during the previous round.

“Is that really your husband?” Chance had asked with a grimace.

“Y-Yea..! You knew his name before anybody told you..!” Noob had quietly remarked.

Others mumbled in agreement, also muttering similar statements.

“His name is John Doe………and I’m Jane Doe. His wife of nearly sixteen years…” she mutters with a frown.

Soon, they all began to give Jane the rest of the brief rundown of the world they now inhabit. Sleep, Wake, Eat, Survive, Repeat.

Once alone, she once again mourned her husband, just as she had before. Even though her memory is foggy like the others, she knows she’s done this before.

She also remembers she vowed to do whatever it takes to bring her husband home, safe and sound.

So if dying and surviving is what it takes, she sees no issue. She’ll find a way to bring him back.

One way or another.

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John was reasonably nervous. He’d been dating the most gorgeous lady in Robloxia for nearly three years .

He felt now was the time to “pop the question” as they might say.

But he had absolutely no clue how to ask.

Fancy dinner date? Casual dinner at home? At a park? There was so many options but none of them sounded perfect enough for Jane.

After many, many weeks of planning, he came up with what he believed to be the perfect plan.

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“Hey Jane….” He asked. “When was the last time the two of us had some time to ourselves?”

Jane paused what she was doing and turned. “I’m not sure…maybe when we went to that skating rink for a date?” She replied.

“That was a while ago though! Why dont we go out together on our next day off?” He suggested.

“And do what? Picnic together at the park? or Movie night?” She asked.

“I’ve got an idea I believe you’ll love babe” He smiled.

“Oh really? Enlighten me ‘Mr.John Builder’” she retorted.

“Nuh-uh! that’s the surprise!” He laughed warmly.

Jane stood there befuddled, but otherwise agreed to the idea.

They’d set the date up two weeks after her 21st birthday.

John was ecstatic leading up to the date. He double checked to make sure everything was settled and ordered.

He just had to pick up the rings.

He’d remembered that Jane hated over the top jewelry and trinkets, so he’d opted for simple but engraved golden rings. Her initials etched into the side of the ring, and his to be added, should she accept his proposal.

Gazing at the rings, he silently prayed she accepted. He wished for nothing more but to be by her side till death do them part .

But he’d respect her wishes regardless.

“It’s almost our get together day…..” He muttered.  “Oh Admins bless me, please let me have this…” He silently prayed.

He gazed at the rings one last time before putting them away where they wouldn’t be found.

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He still had time to ask for advice before the awaited day. And who better to ask than a married man himself?

Shedletsky.

Honestly, John had wanted to ask his father for advice, but decided against it due to his fathers ability to just know what he’s planning if he asks a question or two. Shedletsky was slightly more gullible? If that was the right word for it?

“Uncle Shed” John had asked. “What was it like when you and Auntie Bright got hitched?”

Shedletsky just hummed as he thought back to it. “It was like meeting a goddess” He reminisced.

“We were out in my domain, SFOTH. I remember proposing with a sword!” He laughed.

“You proposed to Auntie Bright with a sword….? ” John deadpanned.

“Yup! y’know that rainbow sword she carries around sometimes? The Rainbowwrath? ” He asked. “I proposed right in the center ring with that! After she bested me in a sword fight of course”

John was beginning to question if he chose the right guy to ask about proposals…..

But he’s all he’s got so he can’t really judge.

“So what was the wedding like? I’m sure i wasn’t even around yet or too little to remember it” He asked.

“Oh! It was awesome! Granted it was a small gathering with just family and friends, but oh man! was your dad WASTED! ” He laughs again.

John takes a moment to think of that statement before returning to the topic.

“Were you scared to propose? Or nervous?” John questioned.

“Oh of course I was nervous! You don’t propose to the lady you’ve been dreaming of just any day!” he smiles.

“Well I can see what you mean by that” John smiles back.

“Welp, I gotta get back to the Mrs’ before she starts looking for me!” He says as he stands.

“Well thank you for filling me in on some old memories Uncle Shed” John replies.

“No problem Kiddo!” He smiles.

“I’m 22, Uncle Shed…” John deadpans.

“Well you’re still a kid in my eyes! and my age… ” He mutters that last part to himself.

They say their goodbyes, and Shedletsky takes flight to wherever it is he’s got to be.

John takes what information he got from Shedletsky to heart.

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In the meanwhile, Jane had been trying to figure out what this “surprise” was.

She knows the two of them are going on on a more “fancy” date as they would call it, but she unsure of what the real surprise is.

Jane hums to herself. “Hm…Maybe it’s a pet! Or something more material? Like a stuffed animal?”

Either way, she’s content. She loves John and would love any little gift or trinket he happens to hand her.

“Or maybe he’ll finally tell me that secret grilling technique…heh..” she whispers to herself.

So many possibilities, isn’t that wonderful?

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The date had finally arrived. John was a nervous wreck. Meanwhile Jane was blissfully unaware of the plans for the day.

They were going to meet up at the local park, nearby the pond.

Jame opted to wear something cute, but appropriate for the weather and traversing the park.

A simple white floral sundress, with pale blue flowers patterned on. She knew John loved this dress as much as she did.

John wanted to look formal, but not over the top. So he’d opted for simple and loose dress pants and shirt with a plain vest. (He wanted to look good for tonight)

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Once both parties were ready, they met up at the pond. John noticed the sundress and was enamored with her.

Jane notices John’s choice of outfit, but what was more noticeable was the creeping rosy blush to John’s face.

Jane giggles at that. “John! Your blushing so much and we haven’t even started walking!”

John freezes before rubbing his face in his hands. “I can’t help it, you look stunning….” he says with a shy smile.

They begin to walk, observing flowers, and wildlife around the pond.

“John! Look! There’s so many flowers!” she gasped.

“Would you like me to put some in your hair?” He asked.

“Aww! I’d love that!” she answers.

They find a spot to sit and gather some small daisies.

John delicately weaves them into a braid as he does Jane’s hair.

Once finished, Jane looks over his handiwork, and smiles.

“Hah! It’s wonderful John!” She laughs.

“I’m glad you like it!” He smiles back.

They walk around the park for a little while longer, just until John notices that the next phase of the date is ready.

“Why don’t we go grab something to eat Jane?” He suggested.

“Oh? If your hungry we can stop somewhere!” She smiles.

“Alright, but we’re going somewhere I know you’ll like…” He says.

Jane just looks up at him. “If you insist”

They walked towards the parks exit, and continued down a sidewalk into town.

Eventually they arrived at a place Jane had loved going to when she was little. The Bloxy Diner. A lovely little place.

John smiles as they take a seat inside. “Order whatever you like..!” He insists.

Jane gives him a confused look.

“What’s wrong…? Did I get the wrong diner?” He asked internally panicked.

“No! No! Its just that this diner wasn’t always the cheapest option…..?” She says with a hint of worry.

“Jane, money is absolutely no issue today. I want today to be special! ” He replies wholeheartedly.

Jane was taken aback, but she wasn’t gonna argue. She’s happy if John’s happy.

So they order their food, and happily ate while chatting about their time at the park.

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Once phase two was completed, John had managed to walk them out towards another of Jane’s favorite spots. The beach. Granted they didn't plan on getting in the water, but the view was amazing.

It was roughly four o’clock now.

They had taken off their shoes and were kicking in the sand, laughing all the while.

Jane ran as John chased behind closely.

“Oh…wow!” Jane huffed.

John huffed out a laugh in response.

“I’ve got so much dand on my legs!” Jane smiled.

“Same here!” John replied.

John flames at his watch, noticing that the nearby open bar was just opening up.

“Do you want to grab a drink Jane?” He asks.

“The bars open already?” She asked. “Well I suppose I can grab myself..” She’s cut off.

“Nope! My treat! you don't pay for anything today!”  he retorts.

Jane sighs, and start her tread barefoot through the sand. Until John scoops her up in his arms.

“JOHN…!” She shouts slightly loud.

“Relax! I’ve got you! I’d never drop you…!” He assures.

Jane surrenders to the sudden pick-up and wraps her arms around John’s neck, pulling herself closer.

“Well then, thank you….handsome” She replies with a laugh.

John rolls his eyes playfully, looking for a good seat to set her down.

Setting her down in a booth, he set himself across from her.

“So what are you thinking of getting..?” John asks.

“Ah, maybe a Midori Sour if they have the stuff for it!” Jane smiles.

“I still to this day, do not understand how you love that taste of that…” John replied still dumbfounded at the thought.

“What can I say, I love the sour flavor!” She smiled.

“I think i’m just gonna go for a sweeter option…?” He adds. “Maybe a Mudslide?”

“You and your sweet tooth” She teases.

John sputters out a response. “Well..!” He pauses. “I don’t have a response for that….”

Jane just giggled in response. They wave down a server, and after confirmation that they were in fact old enough to purchase the drinks, they ordered.

As the two of them sipped on their respective drinks, Jane perks up.

“John…” Jane says with a smile.

John sipped his drink and hummed. “…Hm..?”

“You’ve got whipped cream on your face” she teases with a grin.

John goes to wipe his face with an embarrassed grin, but is stopped before his hand can even move.

“Heh….!” Jane reaches her hand up and wipes the whipped cream from his face. “What I don’t understand is how you always manage to do that when you drink your mudslides with a straw ”

John pauses as his face burns red. “At least I don’t make messes when I make pasta…!” He retorts with a grin.

“That was one time…!” She gasps.

“Ah…If I remember correctly, you’ve spilled noodles on the floor as least four times” He teases.

Jane pauses before agreeing “I suppose I did drop a box a few times….” Jane muttered.

As they finished their drinks and poked fun at silly moments they’d shared with each other, John glanced at the time.

Six o’clock. It was just nearly time.

Jane pulls one of the loose daisies from her hair and tucks it into the pocket of his vest.

“There, Now we’ll match!” she smiled.

John smiled at her enthusiasm.

“Say…..I think I’ve got one more place you’d like to go to tonight” John informs.

“One last place? Alright!” She replied with curiosity. “And where may that be?”

“I was feeling…. sentimental… today, So I figured we could go to where we had our first date together!” John answered.

“You mean…!” Jane gasps.

“Yes! Builder-Land!” John finishes.

“We haven’t been there in forever!” Jane says with amazement.

“I know! I wanted tonight to be special….” He adds.

“Well let’s get going! It’s gonna be a bit of a walk!” She says as she starts running ahead.

John pauses. “Ah! Wait up…!” He shouts as he trails behind.

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As they approached Builder-Land, they saw the colorful lights and heard the fun music playing from the distance.

“It’s just like how I remember it when we first came here!” Jane squeals with joy.

Jane practically had stars in her eyes; she gazed around at all the colorful lights and booths, listened to the classic carnival-esque music, and all the smells of cotton candy and overpriced corndogs.

“What do you wanna do first Jane?” John asked.

“I need to go on that ferris wheel” she deadpans.

“As you wish madam” He smiles.

They spend the next hour or so going to different games and rides. They didnt win very many prizes, but it’s the thought that counted.

The one prize that Jane loved the most so far was a stuffed penguin with a top hat.

Don’t ask her or John why, but she just did.

By now, it’s nearly seven-thirty. They approach the center plaza. It’s still very well lit from all the beautiful colored lights around them, and the music this time around is more casual.

John takes a deep breath, and prays to himself. “Please, Please let this go smoothly…”

He reaches for Jane’s hand as the reached the middle of the plaza.

“Jane may I ask you something….?”

He asks nervously.

“Oh? Did you need something?” She turns to answer.

“I uhm…” He pauses. “I had something I wanted to say….”

“Oh..? Well then go on! What did you want to say?” She teases with a smile.

John blushed as he reaches for her other hand, and hold both in his own.

“These past three years have been wonderful…” He starts.

“What are you getting at John….?”

She questions.

“I love every moment I spend with you. Ever since I first saw you, I adored you… ” He continues.

Jane stands there confused, but continues listening.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a whil e, and I feel like I’m ready” He states.

“Ready for what..? John what are you talking about…?” She asks.

“Jane you are the woman of my dreams. I cannot imagine where I would be had I never met you. I want you to know that no matter your answer, I will continue to love you” He states with a blush.

“What..?” She whispers.

“Jane…” He crouches down to one knee, removing one of his hands from hers to grab out a small velvety box.

“I want to know, If you can make me the happiest man in all of Robloxia….will you allow me to be ‘Mr.John Doe?….”

He removes both his other hand to open the box, revealing the small golden ring with “ J.D” etched into its side.

Jane gasps, shocked by the sudden question.

“Will you allow me to be yours, forevermore Jane Doe…?” He asks softly.

“Oh my goodness John!” She whisper-shouts.

“Yes! oh my goodness!” She cries happily.

John, happy for her answer cries too.

He gently slips the ring onto her finger, with tears of happiness in his eyes.

“Thank you…!” He whispered as he picked her up to twirl her.

“John I would love to!” She cries out again happily.

John pauses his twirling, as passerby begin to clap and cheer for the newly-engaged couple.

“Congratulations!” and “Best of luck you you folks!” Ring out from some of them.

“I can’t believe it…” John whispers. “I’m gonna be ‘Mr.Doe’! “

John paused again. “Wait….”

“I’m gonna be ‘Mr.Doe’! I’m engaged to the woman of my dreams!” He says to the two of them.

Jane giggled at his enthusiasm. “Yes if that’s truly what you want to be, unless  I become ‘Mrs.Jane Builder’ “

John just smiles, but still insists on becoming “Mr.Doe” once that day arrives.

But for now they walk peacefully back to John’s home, and spend the rest of their night in each-other’s arms.

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“I love you John…” Jane whispers.

“I love you too Jane…” He whispers back.

“When are you going to tell your father about this…?” She asks.

“Maybe tomorrow, Let’s just have some ‘us’ time for now….” He suggests.

Jane hums. “Alright then Mr.Doe ” she teases.

The cuddle up closer before falling asleep on the couch. They dream of what’s to come in the future, and they dream of being together for the rest of their lives.

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A phone rings on top of an office desk.

“ ‘ello..?” A gruff voice answers.

“Dad…? Dad I have good news..!” An excited voice replies.

“Really now? Go on, get on wit’ it…” the gruff voice sighs softly.

“You’re going to have a daughter-in-law!” They answer excitedly.

“Daughter n’ law…?” The gruff voice asked confused. “Wait a damn minute….!”

The excited voice just laughs into the speaker.

“Yer’ gettin hitched with Jane!?” the gruff voice shouts.

“Yes! You’re the first I’ve even told!” The excited voice shouts in return.

“Well I’ll be….” The gruff voice whispers.

“I have to hang up for now dad! I need to call mom!” They inform.

“Ya’ go call yer’ mother….” The gruff voice sighs with a smile. “Go n’ tell her the good news…”

“Alright! Bye dad!” They answer.

“Bye John…” Builderman answers in return.

A beep of the end call button rings out before silence begins.

Builderman walks out of his office, back to the room where a meeting had been being held.

“So what was that about?” BrightEyes asked.

“Ya’ look like you just got told somebody murdered your sibling” Doombringer states.

A few murmurs erupt from the table they were seated at, mostly referring to Builderman’s expression.

“My kids’ gettin married” Builderman deadpans with astonishment.

“Aww! That’s nice!” TaraByte cooed.

“You said WHAT now…!” Clockwork shouts.

“John’s engaged….” Builderman says still shocked himself.

A few shouts of “What!?” echo through the room as they all celebrate the newly engaged young man.

“My kids’ all grown up….” Builderman deadpans with disbelief.

“Ha! Feeling old?” Shedletsky had teased.

Builderman smiles gently. “Suppose’ I do…”

“I better give the two of them my congrats!” Shedletsky says before running off to who knows where.

Meanwhile, the other admins were still discussing the news they’d just been informed of.

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However, Jane and John were cuddled up together on John’s bed. Just discussing things.

“You think your mother took the news well?” Jane asked.

“I could hear her drop her phone and scream in absolute joy…” John laughed.

“And your father?” She continues.

“He seemed to take it well!” John responded. “He didn’t sound angry, just kind of tired, I’m not sure he fully realized what I told him!”

“Well, Im sure he’s happy” Jane answers.

“I am too..” John agreed

“I love you, John…” Jane suddenly whispered.

“I love you too, Jane” He replied.

“Hm, I think I love you more!” She teases.

John gasps as he tilts his head towards her. “I think I love you more!” He retorts.

They both laugh and pull each-other closer. They press a kiss to one another’s cheek as they move.

They both hum in content, warmly wrapped in one another’s embrace.

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The two of them would go on to have a nearly two decade long marriage. Long and happy.

Such a normal happy couple, what could go wrong?

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John and Jane were like sun and moon.

John was bright, smiley, and had a warm comforting aura. Jane was quiet, intuitive, and had a gentle and calm aura.

It was perfect enough for the two of them.

But that was just it. It was only the two of them.

They had never before discussed having children, but deep down inside it was something they both would’ve loved.

Jane wanted to be a mother who could be relied on, one who could care for her children with endless love and affection.

John wanted to be a father just like his own. Inspiring, encouraging, and caring. A father who would always put his family before himself.

And only then, did the Sun and Moon wish for a star.

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John has noticed how Jane had been acting quite mopey as of late.

It started sometime after walks through the park, or going out to eat. He could t quite pinpoint what had been wracking his wife’s mind, but he wanted to find out.

He studied her gazes, and her attitude. Trying to get an idea of what’s on her mind. But that’s when he started to notice something.

He’d nearly missed the way Jane had gazed out at other couples, specifically one with children. She’d often sighed, and glanced at him nervously before returning to whatever conversation they’d been having.

After further observation, he was sure he’d figured out what the problem was. But he was ecstatic at what this could possibly mean.

And so, he brought it up.

“Jane…?” He asked. “Could we talk about something..?”

“Hm? Oh yes Dear! Did you need something ?” She replied.

He sighed. “You’ve seemed quite sad lately, and I wanted to make sure you’re okay!”

“Sad..? No, no, Dear I’ve been fine!” She tries to assure.

“I may not be as good as you are when it comes to figuring out feelings, but I know something’s wrong ” He insists.

Jane grimaces lightly before responding. “John, I assure you that I’m fine, just had something on my mind lately…”

“I’ve noticed the way you’ve looked at the families at the park, or at the diner, Darling…” John replied gently.

Jane paused, before looking back at John.

“If there’s anything you want to talk to me about, or ask, I’m here for you Honey…” He assures gently.

“I’m fine John, but if I need to talk I assure you I will” Jane smiles.

John grimaced slightly, as his wife’s shell was a bit tougher to crack than he’d initially thought. It appears he’ll have to confront this directly.

“Jane” He replies firmly.

“John I’ve already said I was okay..!” she replies with a slightly displeased tone.

“Did you want to have a baby…?” John asks quickly with a small blush to his cheeks. “The way you gaze at families, I’ve looked into it! It’s longing… ”

Jane stands still for a moment, before letting her husband continue.

“I didn’t think before it was something you wanted, so I’d never got around to mentioning it! But if that’s what you have been mopey about Jane, I’d love to start a family with you….” He says nervously.

Jane stood there shocked.

“I never thought you would want kids!” She replies with shock.

“I suppose we both thought wrong..?” John laughed softly.

“But you’re serious…..? You want to start a family together….?” She replied softly.

John moves to stand closer to his wife, and grabs her hands.

“I’ve always wanted children Dear….But I was willing to accept not having any if it wasn’t what you wanted…” He admits.

“Of course I want to start a family with you! You’re the perfect woman, perfect wife, and I’m sure you’ll be a perfect mother…”

“But you’re sure we’re ready for this…?” Jane questions.

“We’ve been together for nearly eight years! We’ve been married for nearly five of them…! Together we have a big enough home and we can more than afford all the essentials..!” John assured her.

“So this is it huh…..? We’re gonna try for a baby!” She says excitedly.

John smiled in return. “Yes..!”

“Well you know what they say….” Jane starts. “Better to start sooner rather than later…!”

“Of course! Always better to start earlier rather than later because-“ John paused. “Wait what-“

Jane gently presses John to the wall, and reaches up to grab near his neck and shoulders.

“So what do you say honey…..?” She stares at him suggestively. “Sooner, or rather later….?”

John just chokes on his words, and just nods as he lets Jane guide him to their room.

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(at this point in time I am not writing them boombayah) but

#submissivehusband

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The two of them had tried for nearly a year. They’d never made any progress, and were beginning to worry that something may be wrong.

“John…? We’ve tried for so long and we’ve never even gotten a positive…” Jane frowns.

John also frowns, but tries to cheer her up. “It’s alright…! Not everybody’s lucky the first time around…”

“I’m just not sure..” She admits.”Could we just…go to a clinic? Just to be sure John…?”

“If that’s what will make you happy, I’ll do whatever you need…” He assures.

“…..Thank you Dear…” She whispers.

“…Of course…..I’d do anything to make you comfortable….” He whispers back.

They continue the rest of their evening, and eventually go to sleep for the night.

Come the next day, they’d scheduled an appointment for Jane with an endocrinologist.

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“It appears you have a clean bill of health, Mrs.Doe” The doctor informs.

“I’m completely fine…?” Jane questions. “But we’ve been trying for so long…? We’ve had no luck…?”

“Well that’s just it luck , Mrs.Doe. Sometimes couples just have trouble timing it right is all…” The doctor assures.

“So you’re saying we’ve just been trying at the wrong time…?” Jane asks.

“It appears so, as your body seems to be in perfect health. But should you still have issues, I’d suggest you have your husband take a visit” They suggest gently.

“Thank you…” Jane says.

“You’re very welcome Mrs.Doe, and please take this too” The doctors says as they hand Jane a small pamphlet.

“I wish you luck Mrs.Doe” They say.

“Thank you again..!” Jane replies as she exits the exam room.

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Jane returns from the clinic to her home, and informs John of the news.

“She said that we’ve seemingly just been timing it wrong…?” Jane said.

“So should we switch up on our..uhm…. schedule…? ” As John puts it.

Jane giggles at his wording. “I suppose we can try…”

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And they did try. For another few months.

They’d tried so, so hard and had still made little progress.

Negative after negative, they’d begun to lose hope. That was until one fateful morning things would grant them a tiny sliver of hope back.

“JOHN…!” Jane shouts in the early morning hours.

“JANE?! Are you alright you yelled!” He says as he dashed towards the bathroom.

“It’s a PLUS! its a PLUS JOHN…!” She laughed excitedly.

John watched his wife practically vibrate with joy.

“A plus..? What’s a plus..?” He asks.

Jane thrusts the test in-front of her within his eyesight.

The small white stick displayed a small “+” on the face of it.

Jane beamed. “It’s positive John…!”

“It’s not negative…!” John began to smile.

“I know…!” Jane replies with a laugh.

“We finally did it…” John said amazed.

“I know!!!” Jane squealed.

John scooped up Jane into his arms and swung her around in his hold. They held onto each-other and laughed and cried in pure and utter joy.

“We did it! We did it!” They cheered together.

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But what they’d both forgotten to acknowledge were the other two tests remaining on the counter, with negative signs slowly bleeding to life.

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They’d wanted to be absolutely positive that this was real. That this was truly one-hundred percent happening.

But only if the truth wouldn’t lead to heartbreak.

“I’m afraid there’s nothing there Mrs.Doe. It appears you’ve gotten a false positive…” They doctor said sadly.

“…What…..?” Jane said distraught.

“There’s no sign of any development, I’m afraid your test result was faulty…” They answered.

“What am I supposed to do now….?” Jane whispered to herself.

“If you’d like, I could get you some information on fertility treatments? “ The doctor added on.

“Ah…Yes I’d like information on that…” Jane says sadly.

“Don’t be ashamed Mrs.Doe, sometimes couples just need a little more help getting things going is all…” The doctor assured.

“Thank you again, I’ll be sure to call if Me and my Husband decide to go down this path” Jane gives a small smile as she once again leave the exam room with unsavory news.

Meanwhile, John had also gone to the doctor. While Jane was at her appointment. While it wasn’t initially related to the current situation of theirs, he had brought up the topic during his routine visit.

“We’d been trying, and we finally got a positive result after over a year!” John said excitedly.

“That sounds very lovely Mr.Doe!” The doctor congratulates. “I’m sure you two will make fine parents!”

The conversation between them dipped in and out about personal life and his current health checkup, until a phone rang.

“O-oh! excuse me it’s my wife…” John trails off as he answers his phone.

The doctor nods and just goes to setting up some equipment for another part of his checkup.

But the doctor observed as John’s happy expression soon fell. And his mood became more tense.

His phone-call ends and John looks utterly defeated .

“You seem less happy…May I ask what’s wrong, Mr.Doe?” The doctor questioned.

“She just told me it was a false positive….” John trails off with a frown.

“Not to be invasive, but have you attempted to test both of your persons for issues?” They ask curiously.

“Jane always insisted that if any issue had come up it was because of something from her side of the family…” John answered. “She’d mentioned having me get checked but after the positive, it never came up…”

“Well while you’re here we can do an analysis for you.?” They suggested.

“Really…? And My wife doesn’t have to know about this…” He asked nervously.

“Doctor-Patient confidentiality, Mr.Doe” They smile.

John agreed to the analysis, but would have to wait some days before results could be confirmed.

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While John waited for results, he comforted Jane. Assuring her it wasn’t her fault and that they would figure out a way to make this work.

As the days pass, they just continue with their work as usual. The two of them just living as usual.

But John was getting antsy for the results, still not having told Jane he’d had it done in the first place . He’d regretted not telling her, but couldn’t bear the idea of telling her what he did.

But one calm afternoon, his phone rings. He answers. It’s his doctor, with the analysis results.

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Jane could hear her husband’s phone ring, and heard him answer it. But she just continued washing dishes, assuming it was just a work call.

That was until a soft sob echoed from their living room.

She shut off the water to make sure she’d heard it right, before drying her hands to investigate.

“John..? John what’s wrong? Why are you crying…?” She asked worriedly.

“I’m so sorry!” he cried. “It was my fault!”

Jane hugged him from the side as she sat down next to him.

“Your fault..? John what do you mean..?” She asked as she comforted him.

“I didn’t even tell you! I’m sorry Jane” He’d continued to sob. “ I’m the reason we haven’t had any luck! It’s my fault…! ”

“Luck? Do you mean with conceiving…? John we’d talked about this? We’d said about getting assistance?” She asked confused.

“I’m infertile Jane!” He sobbed again. “I-I can’t have children!“

Jane was taken back by her husband’s words. But was more focused on comforting him rather than the information she’d just been informed of.

“It’s okay John…” She soothes. “We don’t have to be parents… we were happy just the two of us for so long . So what if it’s just us two for the rest of our days? At least we’ll have one another…”

(Deep down, Jane knew how heartbroken John must’ve been. He’d dreamed of the day he’d get to hold a little one and call them they’re own, but now it’s all falling apart before her eyes.)

John sniffles. “But I let you worry that you were the reason we couldn’t conceive for so long !”

“But I let you fret over my health for so long, and never even brought up checking yours aside for one time ” she replied. “So you better stop blaming yourself John ”

John sniffles as he reaches out to hug her, and she returns it.

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That night they would cry quietly with each-other’s comfort.  Just mourning the loss of something they’d never get to have.

From that day forward, they learned to live just the two of them. But they were still happy just like that. For years to come, they would be the light of the other’s life.

Because this Sun and Moon were clearly destined to have no stars in the sky they share together.

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Time in this place is strange.

Like it’s moving, but you’re not moving with it.

At least that’s how Jane likes to think about it.

Right about now however, she’s more focused on the allowed “break time” the being keeping them all here grants them.

She uses this time to just think . To think about the life she’d lived before. She missed it.

The others like to think too, and to talk about their lives from before. At least whatever they were left able to remember.

Some like Guest or 007n7 remember their families, while some like Noob or Chance just remember the thrill of life.

Elliot and the Admins remember loving their work, while Two Time or Taph just liked the quiet they were allowed now.

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The killers also have their own “break time” and they use it to the best of their ability.

The former warden of the Bandlands; Mr.Doombringer, often keeps to himself. Plotting how he’s going to invoke his “justice” to the survivors.

Azurewrath, or just Azure tends to the small garden he managed to start. He often basques in the alone time, just enjoying what little peace he had.

Jason before he disappeared would often help clean up around the place, While his new replacement Slasher does the same albeit slightly less.

Noli normally is off doing his own thing, whatever it may be.

Guest666 is normally hunting for small wild animals that inhabit the area around their cabin.

1x1x1x1 usually is left to tend to c00lkidd, and lets him play with his minions. But she often has to spawn in more due to the child not being able to comprehend its own bodily changes.

But then that leaves John, or what’s left of him.

The other killers often observe the “man” staring off into space, or in rare moments when he’s not doing that he’s out gathering food. Although normally that food is reserved for him.

Last time anybody had tried to pry away any of his catches, they were met with feral growls and the hissing of malformed code.

The only killer that “John” wouldn’t do such things to is 1x1x1x1, oddly enough.

But 1x1x1x1 knows him. Or at least of John Doe.

He knows that this man would never hurt a fly in his right mind. Or raise a hand in threat to a person.

But whatever that thing piloting his body is, she knows it doesn’t care.

He’s observed the rare moments of “consciousness” John gets. She notices the fear and confusion in his eyes before it dulls back down to bloodlust.

It disturbs him. To know someone to be kind and gentle, reduced to an animalistic monster, she finds himself feeling pity for him.

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All the killers at that moment were gathered around in their main lounging area waiting out the last minutes of quiet.

“I just wish that if I’m selected, I’ll be able to take down Two Time should they be there…” Azure hissed.

‘Take them down! Make them feel our pain!’ The hat hissed along with.

“Don’t get your hopes up, it never selects you if you hope for your turn” Doombringer has scolded.

“I can’t wait to play!” c00lkidd cheered. “But he’s right! we need to wait our turn, or it’s no fair!”

Guest666 let out a small growl of discontent, before shuffling further towards the clock.

“Wh¥ d0 w€ h@v3 tø s!t @røunð l!k€ r@bb!+s !n a c@ge?” Noli complained.

“That’s all we are to the Spectre. Toys to be broken and mended in its endless game” 1x1x1x1 answered.

Azurewrath noticed John’s head perk up when the clock struck zero, and hissed out about the chatter. “I believe this rounds killer has been selected”

“d@mň” Noli uttered.

“There is a child here, speak appropriately or not at all….” Azure hissed.

“So…Mr.Doe gets to go play tag….?” c00lkidd asked nervously.

“Yes, he gets to go play for now. You can go do as you please for now, child” 1x1x1x1 informed.

c00lkidd cheered as he scampered away down a dark hall, leaving the rest of them free to speak.

“wełł g° g€tt€m b!g gu¥!” Noli teased.

“John” tilted his head in Noli’s direction and growled.

“g33z +r¥ tø €nc0ur@ge a gu¥, g3t gr0wl€d @. H°w lovel¥!” Noli retorted.

“Quit that! You know he has no issue attacking us as he does the survivors. Unless you wish to end up like most wild rabbits in the vicinity, I highly suggest you do not provoke him” 1x1x1x1 warned.

“M€h, bužzk!łł…” Noli complained.

1x1x1x1 only scoffed at the other.

‘ I wish him luck, though he normally tends to server-wipe ’ Slasher signed.

“He is one of our most violent and powerful “allies” here. I have no doubts that he will not be successful” Doombringer stated.

“A greed ”  Slasher signed in return.

They all watch as “John” disappears into the next round, leaving them all to their own devices.

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With a dulled ringing and a click, “John” spawns into what appeared to be a very bright and cheerful little carnival.

Though it didn’t really care. The body it inhabits is tired . At this rate it will be left unable to hunt for longer if it doesn’t give its host a proper rest.

So it collapses beside a generator, and relaxes its hosts body. It’s large corrupted arm weighing it down.

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Eight survivors spawn into c00l carnival.

Three supports, three sentinels, and two survivalists.

“It sure seems awful quiet doesn’t it?” Shedletsky had asked aloud.

“This round brings feelings of tense,

But as we all will to survive,

Suffer in the quiet as it may be,

We must all must present ambition and strive” Dusekkar answered.

“Man I still don’t understand the half of what you say!” Veeronica laughs.

“Meh, you get used to it!” Shedletsky leaned in “ psssst! I still don’t understand most of what he says and we’ve worked together for years ”

Veeronica giggled at that.

“Confusion I may bring,

But foreboding I warn,

This round is strange,

Something I fear may mourn..”

Dusekkar retorts with a frown.

“Alright gramps! That’s enough riddles outta you, let’s get to work!” Shedletsky shouts.

“Yea! Let’s go pumpkin guy!” Veeronica shouts in agreement.

“Old as I may be,

I suggest you glance at a mirror,

For we are alike,

And your vision may be clearer! Dusekkar shouts as he flys off after them.

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“We should set up a turret here..” Jane suggests.

“Yea I see whatcha’ mean. The height the ramp provides will make it harder ta’ hit n all…” Builderman agrees.

“And perhaps a dispenser behind the wall? Over by the generator?” She suggests again.

“Good idea!” Builderman said happily.

“Glad I’m able to help” She smiled.

“Course yer’ able ta’ help! Y’know exactly how these machines work n’ all” He smiled in return.

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As others were setting up for the round and doing generators, our last three survivors were currently looking for said rounds killer.

“Keep an eye out, it’s awful quiet so It could be that newer one; Slasher” Guest whispered to the two beside him.

“I-I really hope it’s not them….It’s hard to sneak away from him!” Noob whispered fearfully.

“Be not afraid! For you have two of us sentinels to protect you my friend!” Two Time cheered quietly.

“Y-yea! You’re right! We just n-need to be careful…!” Noob agreed.

Noob glanced down at their watch, it displaying the rounds stats. She observes that nobody has died and all but two generators have been completed.

“H-How has nobody died yet…? Normally there’s a-at least two of us by n-now…!” Noob whisper shouted.

“Nobody dead yet? And Me and Two Time are together? Huh….Shed must be hitting his stuns more effectively today..” Guest replied.

“Ah, It appears none of our allies have even been injured….Praise be the spawn for our protection this round!” Two Time cheered again.

“I-I’m not sure that’s a good t-thing Two Time….” Noob whispered.

“Yeah I’m not sure either….Just keep your eyes open and listen for anything that comes close” Guest instructed.

The three of them walked further towards the back of the carnival, and approached the stairs to the ferris wheel.

The hum of static breaches the air.

“Do you hear t-that…?” Noob asked as he cowered behind Guest.

Guest turned to gently grasp Noobs shoulder. “I hear it…Don’t worry the two of us can distract the killer if they are nearby while you run…”

“Well spawn bless! It appears that the killer has seemingly subdued themselves!” Two Time shouts from atop the stairs.

“What!?” Both Guest and Noob shout in unison.

The two of them climb halfway up the stairs, to observe John Doe resting against one of the last unfinished generators, seemingly asleep….?

“Oh T-Telamon…is he dead!?” Noob gasped.

“None of us have ever managed to take him down before….He’s too… tanky to be taken down like that…” Guest answered.

Two Time takes a step too close, and wakes him up….

The buzzing of static is heard as “John” snaps up from its resting position.

“It appears I have accidentally provoked him….!” Two Time panicked.

“John” doesn’t move from its spot. It just stares at them from its resting spot.

“W-Why isn’t he moving…?” Noob asked.

“That’s what I’m wondering…” Guest trails off.

“John” continues to stare at them from his resting spot, observing.

They are not attacking it, so why should it care? As long as its host’s body gets the rest it requires to be a functional body it does not care.

But should they attack first, well then it will defend what it has claimed as “theirs”.

“Noob…Go find some of the others and tell them to meet us at the ferris wheel..” Guess instructed.

“A-alright..!” Noob smiles as the run off to search for the other survivors.

“Do you think that our hunter is tired?” Two Time asked.

“Not sure….Although it’s not like we can ask him…” Guest answered as he glanced at “John”.

The two of them sat down next to the stairs waiting for Noob to return.

Every so often they’d glance to see “John” staring at them with an empty smile. It was creepy.

“Heard from Noob that the killer is being friendly!” A shout erupts from the path before them.

“Ah, Veeronica! Quite wonderful you have arrived first, you lighten up the mood!” Two Time cheers.

“Nothing special! Somebody’s gotta do it!” She replies with a laugh.

Dusekkar and Shedletsky follow closely behind.

“Our corrupted foe,

Bathed in inky black,

I am compelled to ask,

Are we certain his form has gone slack?” Dusekkar asks.

“I am quite certain that he’s unwilling to move…” Guest answers.

“So he’s just sitting there?” Shedletsky asked as he peeked over the stairs.

Guest nods, and glances back over at “John”.

“What do we do if this is all a ploy and he ambushes us all while all of us are gathered in one spot?” Veeronica asked with suspicion.

“Well we have three sentinels at our disposal, victory is a near certainty!” Two Time smiles.

Noob soon returns with Builderman and Jane in tow.

“Yer’ tellin me one of our most bloodthirsty killers is just dozing off on top of one of our objectives?” Builderman asks.

“Y-yes…! He hasn’t budged!” Noob exclaimed.

“We should still be on top of our game though. We never know when he might try to strike, like Veeronica said” Guest suggests.

“Agreed” A few voices answer.

While others discussed in hushed whispers of a plan for “just in case”, both Two Time and Jane crept closer to the resting killer.

“Is it wise to poke a sleeping bear?” Two Time asks.

“We need to complete that last generator if we want this round to end faster” Jane answers.

“Well I suppose we mustn’t fear, the Spawn will protect us from harm…!” Two Time smiles.

“Just be careful Two Time…” She replies.

As they both step further, “John’s” gaze switches to them.

Both Two Time and Jane look back with a slightly fearful glint in their eyes.

“John” doesn’t seem happy at the two’s approach and promptly starts growling at them.

When Two Time backed away slightly, the growling ceased almost immediately.

“I see that he does not like my being in his personal space” Two Time says quietly.

“I don’t understand….Why is he not upset with me…?” Jane muttered to herself.

Jane steps closer to the generator, “John’s” watchful eye focused on her.

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Unbeknownst to them however, It was only angry at the presence of one who often brings harm to its host.

Sure they were both capable of harming its host, but the one with the small pointy weapon seemed awfully stab-happy.

The other one mostly left it alone, and so it  doesn’t care.

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The others, upon hearing the sudden growling look over to the generator to see Jane fixing the wiring while being watched closely. Two Time seemingly too nervous to take another step forward.

“Hey! Why’d you leave Jane to do it!?” Veeronica piped up.

“Believe me, it was not my intention. Our hunter is calm only within her presence, should I step forward I am afraid it is unknown what will happen!” Two Time answers with a small frown.

“Well I’ll help!” Shedletsky calls out.

And once again, as a sentinel approached, they were met with growling. Although this time it was accompanied by a slight lunge for the swordsman.

The rattling hiss of code and sharp black claw narrowly miss him.

“ WOAH! ” Shedletsky yelled.

“Back up Shed!” Builderman yelled at him.

“Stay beside me! If he lunges for anybody we’ll be on the front line” Guest orders.

Meanwhile, during that small skirmish, Noob had eaten a ghost burger and managed to sneak to the opposite side of the generator John was by.

“John” when It noticed her presence, analyzed him.

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Weak.

No weapon.

A like a sheep.

Safe for the host body to be near.

Thats all that mattered.

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“H-He’s not trying to go a-after me!” Noob cheers softly.

“That’s good dear…just be careful” Jane smiles in response.

Noob suddenly paled. “H-he’s staring right a-at us…..”

“What..?” Jane turns her head to see “John” nearly inches away from her shoulder.

“Oh!” Jane exclaims.

“John” just continues to stare at the two of them blankly.

“Just continue with the wiring, we should be done soon” She reassures.

“O-okay…!” Noob smiles softly.

“He let you two past him!?” Veeronica gasps.

“Well I’ll be….” Builderman whispers.

“He spits with anger,

To the allies who fight back,

But should the docile enter,

He mustn’t wish to attack” Dusekkar suggests.

“So he just don’t want the sentinels too close?” Shedletsky asks.

“Take a glance at thy resting form,

He remains enervated,

Should an armed force step forth,

He indeed will become agitated”

Dusekkar agrees.

“Good to know!” Shedletsky exclaims.

“Somebody come an’ help me find this last generator so we can get outta ‘ere sooner!” Builderman yelled.

Both Shedletsky and Two Time follow Builderman to assist the search.

“Since killers being friendly and all this round, you feel like gathering supplies with me Pumpkin Man?” Veeronica teases.

“I ask you refer to me by name,

Such title I find humiliating,

Though it may be harmless,

I still see it as infuriating”

Dusekkar fumed.

“I’ll keep whatever you just said in mind!” Veeronica giggled.

While those two went off to find supplies to bring back to the cabin, Guest stayed behind for Jane and Noob.

“How’s the generator coming?” He asked.

“We’re about done, just a few more…” Jane trails off.

“I-I think I’m all good o-on this side!” Noob beams.

“Great job Noob, good to see you’re getting better at fixing those up” Guest compliments.

Noob’s face flushes in response. “T-thank you…!”

“Alright, all done here” Jane announced.

“S-Should we go help the o-others look for supplies o-or help look for the last generator?” Noob asks.

“The more to help gather supplies, the most stuff we have on hand back at the cabins” Guest adds in.

“Well then we should search for supplies” Jane agrees.

“W-What about him…?” Noob points to “John”.

The one in question, still staring at them from the floor.

“I suppose we have to leave him here…” Jane suggests.

“On the other hand though….If he were to get up we’d have nobody keeping tabs on him” Guest mentions.

“Well could a-all watch him!” Noob suggests.

They all look amongst themselves, and agree mutually. They couldn’t let him be left unattended even with this strange docile behavior.

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It watches at three of its usual prey sit down and begin to converse just feet away from it.

Though it could be glad that the one’s more willing to fight it have backed off.

Although one of the more determined ones stayed behind for the weaker. A brave one it supposes.

Whatever chatter they are having begins to annoy it. It wants to move to a more quiet area. But moving from resting to standing is a difficult ordeal in this host’s body.

Its own presence weighing down most of the host’s upper torso. Rendering it very vulnerable when not standing, but those prey don’t need to know that.

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A sudden but notable hum of static and crackling noise breach the air of the three’s conversation.

They look over to see “John” trying to stand. Keyword, trying .

It seems no matter how much force he puts into lifting himself up, he comes crashing back down. Much to his own discontent.

“S-Should we run…?” Noob squeaks.

“No. He can’t get up. Not with the way he’s trying. We’re fine” Guest assures.

Jane looks at “John” with what could be considered pity.

“John?” She asks. “Is something the matter?”

A strangled huff is all she gets in response.

“Ah, I get it. I believe i’d find it hard to stand aswell if I were you” She replies with a gloomy tone.

She looks back over at the other two, who had quieted down to let her speak.

“You all had wondered about my life before this, would you like to hear some stories I have to share? While we have the free time?” She asks.

“Go right ahead Mrs.Doe” Guest nods.

Noob points at “John”. “C-could you tell u-us about him….?”

“What would you like to hear about?” She asks with a smile.

“Can you tell u-us about how nice he was before…? I-I remember you said he was really kind before a-all of this happened” Noob asks.

“I can tell you as much as I’m allowed to remember” She answers.

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“He was quite a nervous man….” She starts off. “When I first met him he was so nervous he couldn’t even ask for my name…”

“I remember it took him nearly a month to work up the courage to approach me again!” She laughed.

“Aww….!” Noob cooed.

“Oh and don’t even get me started on him trying to ask me out on a date…..” She smiled.

“Please do get started! I-I need to hear the details!” Noob begs.

“Alright then…” She nods. “When he finally got around to asking me out, he could barely even get the question out! He handed over a bouquet of flowers and a small bag with some treats in it, and stuttered out a day and time!”

“Sounds like he was quite a shy man at the time” Guest states.

“Shy would be a good description….” She trails off. “But he was just as sweet as he was shy. Anytime we went somewhere he insisted it was the more gentlemanly thing to pay for absolutely everything ”

“That s-sounds like the total o-opposite of how he seems now…” Noob grimaces sadly.

“That dear, is because of him getting sick” She answers.

“Sick…?” Guest asked. “What could he have possibly gotten into that getting sick…turned into that….?”

“Well…..Me and John both worked at Roblox HQ, in our respective departments. I’m unsure of what, but he was exposed to something at work” She answered again.

“W-What departments a-are there in the HQ..? I-I’ve never really thought a-about what it’s like there!” Noob asks.

“I can tell you the few I remember, there’s too many to count! I remember There was notably the Admins and their lower ranked counterparts, there was the Demolitionists, exploitation and hacking assistants, My own department dealt with record keeping, and then……” She quiets down.

“Take your time, Mrs.Doe. We understand that some of this may be a bit heavy to unpack” Guest assures, while Noob nods.

“John….He worked in the Archives….”

“The Archives?” They both question in unison.

“The Archives, yes. It’s where old artifacts are kept for safe keeping. Things like old Admin tools, mystic artifacts, powerful hacking and exploitation tools, and Classic Era relics were kept under lock and key” She replies.

“Woah….T-That sounds really important..!” Noob gasps.

“Your husband as in charge of keeping stuff like that safe?” Guest asked astonished.

“Yes, but he loved his job” She adds. “In fact he loved it so much he stayed in his position for over a decade”

“That’s some dedication” Guest notes.

“Please t-tell us more…! I-If that’s alright that is..!” Noob pleas.

“Alright dear, how about some wedding stories hm..?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with ma’am” Guest nods.

“I’d love t-to hear about that…These stories a-are too good to pass up…” Noob smiles.

“Our wedding day was chaotic, but very memorable. But nonetheless fun and beautiful” She reminisces. “Our vows, our first slow dance together, our cake… it was all wonderful”

“Do y-you remember your vows…? If so would it be t-too much to ask to hear….? S-Sorry if this seems rude o-or anything..!” Noob asks nervously.

“I don’t mind dear, it’s not a problem” She assures.

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She recites their vows from the heart:

“You, My Love, have been with me through thick and thin. For that, I wish nothing more but to bring you happiness for the rest of our days. No matter the cost.

I want to offer you comfort, support, and affection till we are nothing but specs of code embedded into history.

Through any ailment, hardship, or pain, I want you to know I’ll be there for you my love. I promise I will never willingly leave your side”

A man’s voice vows.

“Dear, you’re the best man anyone could ever ask for. That makes me all the more glad that it’s me here with you today.

You love me in a way most would find impossible. You complete me, and I wish to complete you.

I want nothing more, than to reside with you. I promise that through sickness and through health that I will remain at your side. Nothing will deter me from that My Dear.

A woman’s voice vows in return.

“Till death do us part, shall we remain together forevermore. Till death do us part, we share our hardships. Till death do us part, we are eternally one another’s”

Both voices vow.

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“T-That was beautiful M-Mrs.Doe…!” Noob exclaimed.

“I agree with Noob, that was in fact beautiful” Guest smiles.

“It gets blurry after that, but remember I let him select the song for our first dance together….And he chose one of my favorites…” She reminisces once more.

“Please s-share…!” Noob pleads again.

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Those three prey have been going at this now quieter conversation for some time.

It’s honestly weird how they just sat down and started talking, blocking off the only exit.

Whatever they were talking about was strange as well. The blue haired menace and the coward were oddly in deep with it.

But soon enough a soft melody came from the prey’s direction. Specifically the censored one.

While It itself didn’t care for the singing coming from the censored one, It’s host seemed to recognize the sound of it.

While its host wasn’t necessarily awake he was at most somewhat conscious. Enough to listen to it while still dreaming.

So it let the host continue, as long as he didn’t reclaim control it was fine. Although it’s not like It has to worry about that.

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“At last, my love has come along

My lonely days are over

And life is like a song

Ooh yeah, yeah

At last, the skies above are blue”

Jane sings softly.

Guest and Noob continue to listen in amazement.

“My heart was wrapped up in clover

The night I looked at you

I found a dream, that I could speak to

A dream that I can call my own

I found a thrill to rest my cheek to

A thrill that I have never known” She continued.

“That song choice is wonderful Mrs.Doe” Guest complimented.

“Y-You have really good t-taste in music….” Noob adds.

“Would you two like another story..?” She asks.

“Y-Yes please..!” Noob answers.

“We still have roughly an hour, so that would give us plenty of time” Guest sighs contentedly.

But before any more stories could be told, a broken and distorted melody rings out from behind them.

The melody, being the song Jane sung just moments before. The lines that came after. It was hard to decipher at first. but that’s what it was .

The three of them collectively were shocked at the sudden humming from the otherwise mute gentleman.

“I-Is he….humming more of that song…?” Noob asks with amazement.

“That can’t be possible…That’s not John in control, why would it know that song…?”She cries out in confusion.

But “John” continues his broken and distorted humming, completely unaware of the confusion he’s bringing.

Its host body no longer bears those blank eyes, or that empty smile. Instead it looks genuine, a softer version of the smile it once held and eyes crinkled slightly with joy.

“He’s actually enjoying it….?” Guest asked.

“H-He’s actually doing i-it…!” Noob gasped.

“I don’t understand…” Jane whispered.

John continues to hum to himself quietly, gently nodding his head back and forth to the tune. But he stops when he notices the censored one had stopped singing.

A confused rumble seemed to come from him, and he gently reaches out towards them with his clawed hand.

Noob squeaks. “Oh T-Telamon we m-made him mad…!”

John tries to shuffle his weight towards them slowly, but it was ultimately weighed down by the giant arm. He seems to hiss in anger at the arm before looking back at the other three.

“I think he wants us to come closer” Guest says.

“B-But wasn’t he trying t-to kill you before…?” Noob asks.

“Just go slowly, that should be good enough. I’ll block him if he tries anything” Guest assures.

Jane however, had already scooted closer to him. Just next to his side.

“John….? Is that you….? Do you remember me…?” Jane asks quietly.

John looks over the censored one’s form. He can hear them talking, though it’s slightly muddled. What It find confusing is how this person is talking with no face.

“You know….” Jane starts. “Its strange to see something wear my husbands face, his skin ”

“But moments like these seem like a blessing…” She continues. “I can finally hold you again, to some degree….”

She reaches out to gently run her hand across the untouched half of his face, earning a confused rumble.

What she hadn’t expected, was the clawed hand suddenly grabbing her whole face.

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Both It and its host thought to return this strange gesture, although both of them attempting at the same time was difficult.

More so due to the fact the hosts hand is not the same size as the censored one’s, or the size it had been before.

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“WH-!” Jane tries to shout as the clawed hand grabs her face.

“Mrs.Doe!” Guest shouts.

“O-oh sweet T-Telamon…!” Noob shouts along with.

The two of them dart over, but see that he’s not harming Jane. Instead he’s turning her head side to side, looking at something…?

“I’m alright…” Jane says.

He releases his grip from Jane’s face, and a distorted chortle erupts from the corrupted man’s throat.

“He’s laughing at me….?” Jane deadpans.

“Sounds like it” Guest says.

“T-This is really weird…” Noob states.

“Would you like another story John…..? You two as well?” Jane asks.

While John doesn’t necessarily agree or disagree, the other two nod.

“I remember a long time ago, Me and John had been forced into taking our vacation time….” She starts. “John was so distraught he wasn’t allowed to work! But once he realized there was no getting out of it, we spent the next two weeks by the beach”

“Beach vacation!?” Noob gasped.

“That sounds like it’d be wonderful right about now” Guest chuckled.

Jane smiles. “I remember he insisted he’d sprayed sunscreen all over, but one nasty sunburn later we’d realize that his neck and shoulders weren’t properly covered!”

“I-I know that has to hurt b-bad!” Noob says.

“Indeed it did, but that gave me all the more reason to spoil him” Jane giggled.

Both Guest and Noob laugh with her.

“Though he wasn’t too happy about it. He was upset he wasn’t able to ‘carry me to safety’ were his words” She continued.

“Y-You won the h-husband lottery….” Noob deadpans.

Jane glances over at John. “I sure did….”

“Do you have any more stories to tell Mrs.Doe?” Guest asks politely.

“I’m afraid the more I try to think about it the harder it becomes to remember” Jane frowns.

“We c-could tell s-some stories!” Noob suggests excitedly.

“Go right ahead dear” Jane insists.

“Well this s-story is one about when I-I first got here” He starts. “W-When I first a-arrived here, they said I-I was drunk….”

“Drunk? I didn’t realize that you were of age for that” Guest admits.

“I-I’m only twenty-two!” She smiles.

“Go ahead and continue dear” Jane says.

“A-Alright..!” She starts. “I-I apparently was so w-wasted I couldn’t walk r-right! The others s-said I was really snappy…”

“I couldn’t imagine you being snappy with how kind you are” Jane says.

“Me neither, you don’t seem like the type to be an angry drunk” Guest agrees.

Noob giggles. “They said I-I freaked out and accused t-them of kidnapping me, but when I-I sobered u-up some I started p-panicking…”

“What about you Guest….?” Noob asks.

“Me? Oh well from what I remember I was still in the war….” He starts. “I’m pretty sure I got blown up….”

Noob and Jane both gaped at the information.

“When I got here, I remember being woken up by Shedletsky after being dumped onto the main room’s table….” He grimaced. “Then I nearly broke his nose after punching him in blind panic…”

“You nearly broke his nose!?” Jane laughed.

“I can’t i-imagine how that would’ve f-felt…” Noob grimaced.

“He understood the reason why though, he never once blamed me. Although I still feel guilty…” Guest adds on.

The chiming of a bell signals the last thirty minutes of the round.

“Seems like times almost up” Guest says.

“M-Maybe we’ll earn enough points f-from surviving we can buy s-some different food from that shop” Noob smiles.

They all turn to look at John, who has since gone back to the more usual state he’s seen in.

“Seems like he’s back to normal…” Guest sighs.

“B-But he’s still n-not attacking..!” Noob adds hopefully.

Jane sighs as she looks at “John”.

“You may share the same face as my husband and the same body, but you do not own it.” She glares.

“You are merely an unwanted guest. Once I have the answer to how to rid you from my husband’s body, you are as good as gone. You have taken someone very dear to me, and I will not let you use him any longer than what it takes to cure him of you” She hisses.

A displeased growl emanates from “John”.

“I don’t know what’s you are, nor do I care. Just know your time in there is limited” She hisses again.

“Mrs.Doe, let’s get going. Fifteen minutes remaining, we should gather what we can before we’re taken back to the cabin” Guest suggests.

“I’ll be right there” She nods.

Both Noob and Guest go off to gather with their remaining time. Leaving Jane alone.

“Goodbye John……and farewell to you, whatever you are” She says as she walks away.

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Deep down inside the hosts body, there lies a feeling of longing, and detachment from something the host loved dearly.

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When the survivors return to the cabin they were given their respective points for surviving and completing their objectives.

They all informed the survivors who hadn’t gotten to spectate of the oddly peaceful round.

And with their surplus of points, they were indeed able to purchase more than enough variety of sustenance for them all.

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However, all of the killers aside from c00lkidd had spectated this round due to John’s rounds being quite entertaining.

They were all disappointed when they just watched him sit in the same spot for three hours completely unbothered.

When “John” spawned back into the cabin he was still sitting down. Not a care in the world.

“Dud€, tħ@t w@$ b0r!ng @$ h€łł” Noli complains.

“Leave him be, I don’t see you server wipe nearly every round you partake in” 1x1x1x1 hisses.

“ He’s resting ” Slasher signs.

“So what do you suppose we do? Leave him on the floor?” Azure asks.

‘ Kill off that disgusting parasite! ’ His hat hisses.

“He will move when he wishes” Doombringer states.

“B0r!ng a$ u$u@ł” Noli complains again.

“Shut. Up.” 1x1x1x1 deadpans.

“Ųgħ” Noli groans.

“ I don’t think he knows how to ” Slasher signed again.

“Agreed” Azure frowns.

‘ show that nuisance what boring truly looks like! ’ The hat hisses again.

“ I don’t think your hat quite understands quiet either ” Slasher signs annoyed.

“You try sleeping next to it” Azure grimaces.

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It appears on the floor of the killers cabin.

It hears the the annoying violet one complaining, but it’s got its mind elsewhere.

It has rested its host body well enough that it should be fine for a while. But for now it does not feel like moving, or attempting to drag itself up.

Today its host had a rare bout of semi-consciousness. It allowed it to happen, but what it hadn’t expected was the sudden ability for the host to use its long destroyed voice. Even if it was a gentle hum. Guess it will have to work on strengthening that a tad more.

It’s unsure if its host will even know they did that. It knows that it’s host’s mind has been corrupted and destroyed nearly beyond repair.

If its host were to somehow be purged of itself, well. They’d be lucky if they survived the next twenty minutes of their existence.

It can tell its host has lost the ability to do most of what it was capable of before on its own.

It has to work overtime for this one. Normally long before now its previous host’s would’ve just melted into the code that it uses to bind to them. But this one was different. This host hasn’t given up its grasp on life. It persists even when unconscious.  It’s like this one is under lock and key.

Though it’s not like it is able to leave this body for a new one. It cannot leave until this one is gone, so it must take care of the body.

It feeds it, rests for it, it even breathes for it. But a healthy host is a guarantee of feeding its destructive desires.

So until this host finally gives up or it is purged, it will “care” for this body. Only for its own sake.

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Jane, in her shared area with Veeronica laments over the small shard of her husband still left in that body.

But she wasn’t lying. She will find a way to purge that thing from his body.

She will reunite with her husband one day. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

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Once It had finally decided it was a good time to remove itself from the floor, it had thought about what the censored one had said before.

‘You may share the same face as my husband and the same body, but you do not own it.’ Is what the censored one had said before.

And well, prey be damned . It has owned this host in this realm for 2183 days. Roughly 2251 days, should you account for the time before this realm.

It owns this body. It will protect its property whether they like it or not.

And it will be another glorious, bloody battle in this

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John loves his job. It’s peaceful in his opinion. Currently he works under Dusekkar in the archives, a student essentially.

However due to his skill in most departments, he’s often asked to assist with others. Filing, Hack and Exploit assistance, and just checking in on the Demolitionists.

The Admins would request his help for the sole reason of his work attitude. Willingness to get it done, how efficiently it gets done, and how quickly.

Today, he was helping Doombringer with interns from a local High School work program. He was excited to show around some new faces and see Doombringer.

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“John! Lovely to see ya here!” Doombringer yelled out.

“Uncle Doom! Of course I’d be here, you needed an extra set of hands!” John laughed.

“Those students are about to arrive soon! Heard there was gonna be a bunch of em’ and figured I’d have backup!” Doombringer smiled.

“It’s not a problem! Dusekkar and I managed to lighten most of the workload just the other day, so he should be fine for today” John assured.

“I think that might be them!” Doombringer gasps.

The door to the lobby opens, and in marches roughly two-dozen teens.

“Maybe getting backup was a good idea” John whispers to Doombringer.

“I think you’re right” Doombringer snickered quietly.

Doombringer steps forward to greet the class, and explain their agenda for today and the next few visits.

“Hello student’s! Welcome to Robloxia HQ, I’m Doombringer! Your guide, teacher, and maybe your future boss!” He laughed.

Most students marvel at meeting one of the admins in person, some were nervous, and a select few were scared out of their minds.

“I’m so happy to have all of you helping to ‘Power Imagination’ here at HQ! Today we’ll be focused on showing you all around the place!” Doombringer smiles.

“But before we get started, I’d figured there was going to be a lot of you to handle, so I asked for some help! I’d like you all to say hello to my assistant for today!” Doombringer says as he gestures to John.

“Hello everyone! Wonderful to meet you all! I’m John Builder, but you can just call me John today” He smiled as he waved to the crowd.

A few whispers and “Hello’s” ring out from the crowd.

“Just follow us this way so we can get started!” Doombringer says as he waves them to follow.

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Once they toured around some of the area, they all took a small break to relax and eat.

“Alright everybody! Once we all finish up here we’re gonna go meet the Demolitionists!” Doombringer smiles.

“Those are the species of Telamon’s creation right…? Meant to assist with banned individuals?” An intern had questioned.

“Yup! Long ago Telamon created the first Demolitionists to assist in clearing out areas! But after his fall, they, along with newer generations of them have been put under my command” Doombringer says.

“So we get to assist those guys!?” Another intern had asked.

“Well with the aftermath, those guys were made to withstand the effects of their work!” Doombringer starts. “So for your safety, we let them handle the tough stuff!”

“What are they like? Are they scary?” One had asked.

“Oh not at all!” Doombringer assures. “If anything they are quite the opposite, super kind! They like makin’ sure everybody’s okay”

“That’s good to hear!” They replied.

“Alright! Who’s ready to continue the tour?” John asks the crowd.

Multiple shouts of “Me!” and “We are!” erupted from the crowd.

“Okay, follow me this way and we can meet a few of the off-clock Demolitionists” John says as he waves them along.

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“Okay just let me go in real quick to make sure they’re all ready” Doombringer says.

“I’ll keep em’ busy until then” John replies.

As Doombringer enters the room, the students gathered around in a semi-circle.

“Alright, some ground rules before we enter!” John announces. “Firstly, no touching anything. A lot of their tools are to be handled by trained hands only. Secondly, be respectful of the Demolitionists; they prefer to conceal their faces from the public eye. And lastly, stay where me or Mr.Doombringer can see you”

The crowd all nod their heads in understanding, and wait for further instructions.

“Ah! And please be mindful that the Demolitionists were made in Telamon’s image, meaning some of their mannerisms aren’t quite what you’d expect” John asks gently.

“So you mean they are avians?” Somebody from the crowd asked.

“Exactly!” John smiles.

“That sounds awesome” One intern deadpanned.

The crowd asks John more questions about the Demolitionists themselves, and about their work.

Doombringer, having made sure that they were ready stepped back out to grab the students.

“They’re all set! Just follow me this way!” Doombringer smiled.

The students walk through the armored door, and are greeted with many cloaked bodies.

“Well kiddos, welcome to the Demolitionist side of HQ!” Doombringer says as he steps aside. “And my friends, meet the interns!”

The students stare in amazement at the employees, and the room in general. Equipment of all sorts lined a back wall, while little “nests” were scattered around the large room.

“WOAH!” A few had gasped.

“Go ahead and look around! Just stay where you’re able to be seen!” Doombringer permits.

Most students approach the few Demolitionists that are in the room. The Demolitionists however, were quite excited to see possible new faces.

“New faces!” One had gasped.

“New workers?” Another questioned.

“You guys look sick!” An intern had complimented.

“We are very much not-ill” A Demolitionist replied confused.

“No-no It’s a compliment!” Another intern assured.

“Ah! Politeness is very much appreciated! Want refreshments?” The Demolitionist responded.

“Oh we actually just ate before we arrived here, but thanks for the offer” An intern said.

A few happy chirps and coos echo through the room, delighted at the new faces.

“Are you guys enjoying the meeting?” John had asked to the group.

Multiple answers of “yes” were shouted and he was pleased with that.

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On the other side of the room, a lone figure approaches Doombringer and two Demolitionists.

“Excuse me…? I had a question…” A lady’s voice asks.

“Oh! Whatcha need to know ma’am?” Doombringer asks.

“Earlier we got to hear about some of the record keeping for banned individuals…..I was wondering what it takes to be a record-keeper…?” She asked.

“Well I think it takes a strong will, a smart mind, and a patient being to work in record-keeping. But by the looks of it, you’re a perfect fit!” Doombringer smiled.

“Why thank you Mr.Doombringer….” She smiled in return.

“Say I hadn’t gotten to learn all of your names yet….What’s yours?” Doombringer asked.

“Oh…My name is Jane….” She starts. “Jane Doe”

“Well lovely to meetcha Ms.Doe!” Doombringer says.

“And I believe it’s lovely to have an opportunity to be here!” Jane replies.

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While the students toured around the area and spoke with the few Demolitionists there, John was observing them making sure they didn’t get into trouble.

But as he’s looking around, he happens to spot Doombringer speaking to one of the students. A lady it appears. But before he can walk over, another student approaches him.

“Say you seem kind of young man? Are you our age? You don’t look like you’ve hit a midlife crisis yet” The student asks.

John paused before answering. “Oh! Sorry! Yes I’m uh…y’all’s age”

“Dude. How much does this job make if you’re that efficient at it?” The student asks again.

“Well, I’ll say this; money here is a good motivator, but I personally just really love my job!” John smiles.

“So you’re not supposed to tell me are you?” The student questioned again.

“Nope!” John laughed.

“Figures” The student eye rolled.

“You’ll find that out, should you complete the internship!” John smiled.

“Damn” They replied.

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“Alright kiddo’s! The Demolitionists have got some stuff they need to go work on, so it’s best we take our leave now!” Doombringer yells out across the room.

The students though sad they had to leave, gathered up any small belongings and gathered up to leave.

The Demolitionists were sad they had to go too, tilting their heads at them and letting out small coos.

“Goodbye fledglings!” One called out.

“Meet again soon?” Another had questioned.

All the Demolitionists looked to Doombringer for answers.

“Guys they’re all interns they come back multiple times until they complete the program!” Doombringer assured.

Multiple happy squawks erupt from them, signaling their content with the assurance.

“Meet again soon! Lovely fledglings!”  Some cheered.

The students waved their goodbyes, and leave the room while following Doombringer out.

John follows out behind, making sure theirs no stowaways.

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“Ms.Doe! You’d asked about record-keeping correct?” Doombringer asked.

“Ah! Yes…” She replied.

“Good news then! We’re gonna be headed for the Record Hall, we’re gonna be meeting up with a coworker or maybe two of mine!” Doombringer adds.

A few students gawk at the idea of meeting even more Admins, but go along with it regardless.

As they head towards the Record Hall, a few students chatter amongst themselves.

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“Why do you wanna do record keeping anyway? That sounds boring….” A lady’s voice droned.

“Because I prefer to not be in possible immediate danger” Jane replied. “Besides why would I want to go out and handle confrontations with exploiters Pix3l”

“Cause it’s fun!” Pix3l replied.

“Pix3l when are you gonna learn she doesn’t like that kind of stuff?” A male voice piped up.

“Oh shut up 11vex0!” Pix3l retorts.

“I think we’re approaching that hall Mr.Doombringer was talking about….” Another voice joined in.

“I think M00sh is right” Jane says.

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“Welcome to the Record Hall students!” Doombringer calls out to them. “Right here we have one of our strangest, but most beloved employees: Dusekkar!”

“Words be written wisely,

In the halls of record-keeping,

For order is kept neatly,

And those results yield pleasing”

Dusekkar announces.

“What he means is, This is where we jot down the banned and their crimes so we have it on file” Doombringer translates.

“Oh my goodness it’s the pumpkin man” A voice from the crowd deadpans.

“I can assure I am not unkind,

Sorry if my head attracts bother,

Unless other worries trouble thou,

It is wise to remain calmer” Dusekkar says.

“Nah! You’re just super cool!” A student assures.

“The compliment is appreciated,

And I seemingly look cool?

Please do ignore my blunder,

For I appear to have been a fool” Dusekkar asks.

The students nod, and wait for them to continue leading the tour.

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Inside the hall, they are all shown some example files, mostly low level exploiter ones.

“John! Could you grab the example Hacker sheets? I want them to see the complexity of those ones!” Doombringer asked.

“Sure!” John says.

As John goes to grab the sheets, he has to navigate through the crowd of students. Accidentally bumping into a few of them.

One student in particular however, had tripped him slightly on accident.

“Oh goodness are you okay!?” A lady shouted with panic.

John hissed slightly as he presses a hand to the sore spot. “I’m alright! If anything it’ll just be a small bruise later”

“Here let me help you up….” The lady had insisted.

John grabs her hand, allowing her to help lift him up. But what John hadn’t expected was the face he was about to look right into.

Beautiful spring green eyes met his. Framed by light burgundy hair, and adorned with a small smatter of freckles.

John was utterly speechless.

“Are you sure you’re okay Mr.Builder? You didn’t hit your head did you?” The lady asked him worriedly.

“Don’t worry! I didn’t hit my head….” John starts. “But I didn’t knock you into anything did you? You’re not hurt…are you?”

“No…Just a bit startled is all. I didn’t even see you coming” She smiled.

“Oh my goodness she’s stunning AND she smiling at me oh my goodness what do I do-“ John couldn’t think straight.

John’s face flushed a light peachy color, and he nervously glanced down at her name tag.

It read “J. DOE”. He really hated these name tags right now.

“Ms.Doe? Okay uh….” John started, before being interrupted.

“Girl they are literally falling for you, I told you that you were hot” Pix3l had said aloud.

John’s face became an even more peachy color.

“Pix3l I tripped him on accident. No boy is falling ‘head over heels’ for me at an internship” She deadpanned.

Oh how wrong that statement was.

“I should really get going now-“ John laughed nervously.

“Apologies again uh….Ms.Doe!” John said quickly as he sped off for those example sheets.

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Not long after grabbing those sheets and Doombringer and Dusekkar explaining the differences between the different files, everybody had to leave to return to the school for pickup.

The two Admins and John waved their goodbyes and went back inside.

“Thanks for the help today kiddo!” Doombringer starts. “Now that I know these are a more tame group of kids, I know I’m able to handle them without extra hands”

Deep inside that disappointed John.

“It was no problem Uncle Doom” John smiled.

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Meanwhile on the bus back the school, the students were talking about Jane tripping John.

“It wasn’t that big of a deal! He said he was fine!” Jane said.

“No wonder you don’t wanna work in the field…You’d probably trip somebody up!” 11vex0 teased.

A slightly offended looked morphed onto Jane’s face.

“I would not!” She retorts.

“Most definitely would. Denial is just admittance in disguise” 11vex0 insists.

“Yeah you definitely would trip somebody in a high stakes chase” Pix3l adds.

“Why am I engaging in this conversation?” Jane asks to herself.

“Did anybody happen to catch that Jane didn’t trip just any employee, but an Admins child?” M00sh asked to their group.

“Admins child? No way!” 11vex0 said.

“Not just any Admins child either, Jane tripped John Builder, that’s Builderman’s kid” M00sh added softly.

“Ain’t that the uh…..Head Admin……?” Pix3l asked.

“Precisely” M00sh answered.

“Dude…You tripped the Head Admins kid….” 11vex0 gawks.

“Oh no” Jane starts. “But….He was so gentle! He was more worried about ME than himself!”

The other three stare at Jane before giggling.

“What!? Most stories of the ‘Builder Boy’ consist of a nepo-baby who thrives off the suffering of his peers! Not a sunshine and smiles ‘let’s worry about everybody else’ boy!” Jane nearly shouts.

“That’s what’s so funny! The infamous ‘Builder Boy’ just a misunderstood sweetheart!” Pix3l replied.

“Not to mention he literally fell for you~!” 11vex0 teased again.

“I said I tripped him!” Jane replied.

“Our first day at the internship and Jane tripped an Admins kid, 11vex0 asked a Demolitionist if ‘bombs explode’, and Pix3l gawked at the pumpkin-headed Admin. We did so awesome today…” M00sh says to nobody in particular.

“And you nearly choked on a chicken nugget, I think you should pipe-down” 11vex0 retorted.

“Oh okay…..and…yes bombs do explode 11vex0” M00sh teased with a grin.

The three look at 11vex0 before bursting into giggles again.

“Oh Admins above! I am the victim of such ruthless bullying now!” 11vex0 said dramatically.

“Oh shush you big baby. You’ll live” Pix3l replied.

“We’re at the school, make sure you don’t forget anything” Jane informs.

“Coffee my treat if we walk home together…?” M00sh asked.

“Absolutely!” The other three reply in unison.

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Over the next few weeks of the class’ internship, John had learned that girls name.

Jane Doe.

It had taken a while to work up the courage to even ask her. Not to mention finding a window of time where he could even find her. Since Doombringer didn’t need much help anymore, he hadn’t gotten to actually see the interns as often as he’d hoped. Most days Doombringer had them working with him on a completely different side of HQ.

John decided he was finally going to talk to her today. He really wanted to try to ask her out, to anything really. If she wasn’t busy, he wasn’t gonna drag her away from work for his own desires. That was just rude.

He ended up finding the entire class on a lunch break, and figured then would be a good time to go for it.

When she had gotten up to leave the table, he walked up to her.

“Your name was Jane….correct?” He asked.

Jane turned around to see the ‘Builder Boy’ as everyone called

(Unbeknownst to him, sadly.)

“Oh? Yes that’s me. Did you need something?” She asked.

“I was uhm…Wondering if you were uh…” John struggled to find the words.

“I’m sorry did my friends put you up to this? I’ll tell them to leave you alone if that’s the case” Jane attempts to peer over John’s shoulder to glare at her friend’s direction.

“No! I uhm…came here on my own accord….” John practically squeaked.

“Is this a bad time…or…?” Jane grimaced slightly.

“Would you uh….come to Builderland? With me…1pm on Saturday…..?” John stuttered out.

“Are you asking me….on a date…?” Jane gawked.

John’s face flushed that peachy color as he frantically shook his head yes. He gently thrusted a small bouquet of flowers and a bag of chocolates towards her.

She took them with no complaint, but with a shocked expression.

“This has to be a joke…” Jane deadpanned. “What did they pay you to do this..?”

“I wasn’t paid…! You’re very beautiful and I wish to take you out on a date so I can get to know you better….” John starts. “Oh I talked too much…..”

“This isn’t a joke? This is real…? Oh my goodness…” Jane gawked.

John’s face flushed darker as he walked off practically a beacon with how bright his face was.

Jane stood there, mouth agape. Bouquet of daisies, and chocolates in hand. Utterly shocked.

“I just got asked out….” Jane said to herself.

“Jane!” Pix3l shouted. “What was that about!? Get over here!”

Jane walks back over to the table, her friends awaiting her explanation as to what they just watched happen.

“What the hell was that!?” 11vex0 questioned.

“You have flowers…!” M00sh smiled.

“Yea and he ran off like you threatened his bloodline!” Pix3l adds.

“He asked me out on a date…” Jane replies.

“A DATE!?” Pix3l and 11vex0 shout.

“Ow…” M00sh whispers.

“Sorry M00sh…” 11vex0 says.

“Yes, a date. He asked me to come with him to an amusement park” Jane answered.

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That weekend, Jane went on that date.

And oh boy was she shocked.

No only was she treated to said amusement park; she was treated to dinner and a movie afterwards. He insisted on getting her what she wanted, and getting to know her in the process.

She learned that he loved his work position, loved cooking, and loved spoiling friends and family despite loving the simpler things himself.

He would learn that she loved small company, loved the simple things, and loved standing up for loved ones despite being a relatively quiet person.

To say that this was the rumored John Builder, it surprised her. Not to mention her friends when she’d said how the first date went.

After a second and third date, the two of them had made it official. They’d started dating, they were officially a couple.

Niether one had wanted to meet the others parents just yet, finding the idea a little too scary at the moment. But they were content with how it was at the moment.

John, a sweet and shyer man just loving the simpler side of life. Jane, an equally sweet and just as quiet lady. Both found their current relationship perfect.

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Months after their official get-together, they just sat and talked.

“I love how gentle you are John…” Jane compliments.

“How gentle I am?” He repeats with confusion.

“You always go above and beyond to make sure you’re not overstepping any boundaries. You pay attention to all the little things that most wouldn’t bat an eye at…” Jane answers.

“Oh…” John replies. “Is it too much? I can chill on that if it bothers you..” John starts.

“No! Nothings wrong with that! You’re just very….meticulous…? You just remember and notice the finer details easier” Jane insisted.

“Well then….” John starts with a soft smile. “I admire your altruism….you always are ready to make sure nobody messes with either of us, you don’t take anybody’s guff”

Jane smiled at that as she rested her head on his shoulder.

“I hope everything stay like this….Just calm and simple…” Jane says.

“I hope so too….But I know there’s going to be some changes, I can only wish they won’t be drastic” He smiles at her.

“But as long as we stay together, we’ll get through it together” She smiles in return.

“Of course” John says.

The two of them bring each other into a hug, and give one another a peck on the cheek before continuing the cheesy rom-com they’d decided to watch.

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And that’s how it’d be for a while.

Until forevermore, would make itself known. Until change be brought upon them.

But for now they’re happy, for now they are safe. They have each other and that’s all they need.

Chapter Text

It was oddly pleasant in the field Jane was laying in. The air crisp, the grass green, and the sky? It was blue. A beautiful shade of light blue.

But that’s not what she was used to. It’s not supposed to be like this. The air is stale, the grass dying, and the sky? It was meant to be gloomy, only lit up by a pale moon.

But that’s the sun. Thats the real bright blue sky from a life she’d lived before.

Where is she?

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She shoots up from her lying position, and takes in the field. All around her, there’s poppies, in all sorts of colors. Blues, reds, purples, even pinks and yellows.

She also sees other figures in the field.

The others. Her cabin mates and fellow survivors.

Some of them are awake and talking to others, or tending to small wounds they may have sustained.

She gets up and makes her way over towards Builderman and Dusekkar. The two of them just having awoken.

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“Builder?” Jane calls out. “Where are we? This doesn’t look like any of the maps?”

“M’not sure….Just be careful, ‘kay Jane…?” Builderman asked.

“This round be strange,

But our hunters be wise,

They know to stalk cloaked in shadow,

So don’t let our lives be their prize..”

Dusekkar chimes in.

“There’s hardly anywhere to hide….Nor a generator in sight…?” Jane says to the two of them.

“Yer’ right…..Just where the hell are we..?” Builderman asks.

Some distance away, a shout of shock and fear erupts.

“OH TELAMON THERES MORE THAN ONE!”

The three jolt at the scream, but look in the direction of it.

Finding Noob the source of the scream, and the reason for it now sitting up in the grass.

1x1x1x1.

One of the most violent killers in the survivor’s purgatory.

They seemed fine until Noob started panicking, only grimacing at the volume. But hadn’t she mentioned there was more than one?

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Guest had seemingly subdued the supposed second killer. Slasher.

They went down without a fight, but obviously weren’t too happy with the result.

A double trouble round? In an open field of all places? The Spectre is really running out of ideas here.

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“Where are we!? This is not our abode!” Another voice hissed.

“This isn’t the headquarters…? Who are all of ya’..?” Another nearly whispered.

“I want papa….” Another cried.

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Hearing these voices all around them, those awake gawk at their origins.

Azurewrath.

Doombringer.

c00lkidd.

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007n7, upon hearing his son beg for his presence- ran to his son. Engulfing him in hugs and promises to stay.

“All of us are here!” Shedletsky’s voice shouted.

“Survivors and Killers!?” Veeronica gasped.

“Welp! I’m assuming there’s a reason why all of us are here?” Chance had piped up.

“We’re either all going to die officially or this is some twisted new round type” Elliot deadpans.

“Lighten up! All of them are just as confused as us! I’m sure we’ll be fine!” Chance assures.

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“Would anybody care to explain why none of the allowed abilities will work” 1x1x1x1 hisses.

“Ha…..Look who’s the weak one now! Looks like this’ll be an easy win here!” Shedletsky taunts.

“I swear on the lives of everyone here if you so much as touch me you won’t be the only fried chicken to offer” 1x1x1x1 threatened in return.

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While most of the others spat with one another, 007n7 continued to comfort his kid.

His very much, overgrown kid.

“Im here for you now kiddo….I promise I won’t let you go okay…?” 007n7 whispered to his son.

“Papa I’m scared…! What’s going on…?” c00lkidd whimpered.

“I-I don’t know son… Papa’s gonna try his best to figure that out…” 007n7 grimaced as he pulled up the c00lGUI.

But its contents, were no longer limited.

Instead of clones and teleportation being the only options, this had to be the most recent update from before he arrived in the forsaken realm.

“What……?” He gasped to himself.

He attempts to use a simple command, not quite expecting anything.

c00lGUI: [ATTEMPT LOCATE?]

REQUEST:VALID

LOCATING……..

…….

[LOCATION FOUND…]

007n7 almost screamed.

[BIZVILLE COMMUNITY PARK]

007n7 looked away from the panel as he second guessed his own eyesight.

But continued trying to find a way to aid his son upon hearing pained whimpers.

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“wH@+ !n +h€ @cTu@ł Ħ€ŁŁ !$ gø!ng 0n r!għ+ n0ŵ!?” Noli laughed.

“How many times have I told you to watch your language in the presence of the child!?” Azure screeched.

“N0n€ øf y0u @r€ FŲŇ” Noli scowls.

“And you are an annoying pest, so I deem us even” Azure spits out.

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The last remaining survivors, Two Time and Taph were found unconscious around the field and were retrieved.

And thankfully, the killers who were unconscious happened to be the ones that would be the most troublesome.

They were left alone for the time being.

“I found something” 007n7 had spoken up.

“What now…?” Elliot grimaces.

“Hey let ‘em go it’s obvious that it’s important” Chance urged.

“Fine” Elliot agreed.

After grabbing the attention of the remaining awake survivors, he spoke again.

Leaving the killers to group up with themselves.

“I think something’s wrong” 007n7 starts. “My GUI isn’t acting like its supposed to”

“Buddy I’m pretty sure everything is acting up” Veeronica interrupts.

“No- You don’t understand-“ He’s cut off.

“Everyone is having issues activating their abilities, we’re gonna find a way to fix it or to end this round” Guest assured.

“That includes the killers too!” Chance adds.

“No just-! Look!” 007n7 shouts.

He proceeded to pull up the c00lGUI, and messing with the commands.

“I think we need to add him to the list of ‘Those who lost their marbles’ “ Shedletsky whispers to Builderman.

“Shut yer’ trap ya’ know yer’ no better sometimes” Builderman chides.

The two look back just in time to see a few poppies light up in flames.

Elliot’s face morphed from displease to horror in about three seconds.

“This is just great! Now he’s able to set fire to things again!” Elliot rambled.

“I have access to the full c00lGUI panel….” 007n7 speaks up.

The group all pause, before continuing to listen.

“I tried to do a location command….and it told me the location was ‘Bizville Commuinity Park’. Whatever the Spectre did gave me full access…And messed with the GUI’s internal systems” He adds.

Almost immediately everyone started panicking. The idea that this could’ve happened to any of the killers was fuel for it.

“M-Mrs.Jane…? W-what’s gonna happen i-if one of the killers has full a-access to their powers…? Not all of o-ours are working…” Noob teared up.

Jane pulls them into a small comforting hug.

“Then we’ll strategize and take them down. If 007n7 has full access to that GUI like he says he does, well then he’s nearly on the playing field of the Admins” Jane assures.

“I really h-hope others at least have an a-ability that works…” Noob whispers between them.

“Even if they don’t, I’m sure we’ll find a way” Jane smiles.

Noob smiles lightly in return.

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All the killers aside from Doombringer and c00lkidd had grouped up, they were all contemplating the situation at hands.

All of them as far as they were aware couldn’t use their abilities. That was a disadvantage.

But just one killer had far more health than most, if not all survivors combined. So that was an advantage.

“! $@y ŵ€ w@k€ ųp +he b!g ğųy$” Noli laughs.

“Are you suggesting we sick our blockish allies on the survivors like some rabid dogs!?” Azure asked.

“!t’s €$$ent!ałły wħ@t tħ€y @re” Noli deadpans.

“You are utterly insufferable. Take your nonsensical ideas elsewhere” Azure hissed.

“I hate you all” Slasher signs.

“You pipe do-! Just- Butt out! This is between me and the demented one here!” Azure hisses again.

“D€M€Ņ+€D!?” Noli screeches.

“Believe me that is the least of your worries” 1x1x1x1 adds.

Guest666, began to awake with all the screaming going on.

Now beforehand, Guest666 was one to just do as they pleased. Being that they were one of the more “animalistic” of all the killers.

Now? They were scared and confused. They don’t know any of these people nor where they are. But everything feels different. She could hear better, see better, hell he could even smell things better.

She sits up and stares at the ones arguing beside her.

“Guest666 is awake. I blame you all” Slasher signs to them.

“Oh great” Azure grimaced.

“You can cannot feast on the survivors Guest666, hold yourself” 1x1x1x1 says.

“Feast!? On survivors…? What are these people talking about?” She thought to herself.

He attempts to tell them that she doesn’t understand what they mean, but can only let out hoarse growl-like noises.

“Y!ķ€$ tħ€y s0uňð l!ķ€ $Ħ!+!” Noli teases.

“This is coming from you of all people” 1x1x1x1 paused.

Guest666, knowing now that they won’t be able to communicate to them by voice, goes to sign. But observes the now sharp and clawed hands of theirs.

“My hands…..?  Why are they..?-“ She stops.

“Where am I?” He managed to sign with some clarity.

The four awake killers immediately halt all conversation and gawk at her.

“Did they just- talk…?” 1x1x1x1 asked confused.

“Ħ@! $0mebøðy h!+ m€! !’m ďř€am!ng” Noli laughed nervously.

Azure grins wickedly before fulfilling said request, punching Noli. “Your wish has been answered”

“They asked where they are” Slasher signs.

“So they CAN talk!?” 1x1x1x1 shouts.

“Please I don’t understand what’s going on! Last I remember I had an argument with a friend and then I did something horrible. Then I was…in the Banlands? Now I woke up here!” Guest666 signs frantically with teary eyes.

“Oh great they’re crying” 1x1x1x1 grimaces.

“Do not fear. We are all in….rather unfamiliar territory” Azure assures as gently as possible.

“W€’r€ @łł g0nn@ d!€ !n @n h0ur!” Noli drops.

Guest666 whipped there had back and forth between him and Azure with a horrified expression.

“CAN YOU QUIT THAT!?” Azure screeches.

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While they explained what they knew to Guest666, IT wakes up. Feeling a lot more recharged than it had for a while.

It observed the screeching of the individuals surrounding it, recognizing them as the ones that it shared a building with.

It grumbles as it sits up, taking a moment to adjust itself.

Off in the distance, it sees prey. Every. Single. One. All grouped together like a flock of sheep!

It hisses, pulling itself to stand.

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The killers hearing the hissing, look to see “John” had woken up. He seemed to be staring at the survivors off in the distance.

“L00k!€ wħø’s @w@ke! Wħ@t’$ n€x+? H€ ga!ņ$ c0n$c!0usn€$$ +øø?” Noli laughs at the thought.

“He looks like he’s going to attack them” Slasher signs.

“Are we going to stop him if he does…?” Azure asks.

“N0+ !T!” Noli smiles.

“John don’t even think about it” 1x1x1x1 hisses.

They are promptly ignored, as inhuman sceeches erupt from the corrupt man’s throat.

“Do not run after them you idiot!” 1x1x1x1 yells, readying the daemonshanks.

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It is uncaring of the words thrown its way. These endless games? Just sport. It does not care what is in its way, it won’t stop until the cycle resets and starts anew.

Even if that means attacking the ones that were meant to be allies.

It roars, swinging at 1x1x1x1. It nearly hits them, but their size allows for an easy dodge. It just runs past, changing its targets to the unknowing survivors.

“WATCH YOURSELVES!” Azure shouted in mild panic.

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The survivors hear the warning nearly last second, and attempt to dodge the incoming killer.

Shedletsky however, was barreled into at full speed.

“FU-!” He’s cut off as the weight of the killer crashes into him.

Shesletsky rushes to use his sword to block the clawed hand from hitting him head on. Struggling to keep the weight of it back.

“D-Damn you got some muscle kid!” Shedletsky squeaked.

Ugly shrieks meet his ears as “John” continues his attempt to kill.

Builderman on instinct, motions to summon his banhammer to subdue the threat. He didn’t expect it to work, it was just what he’d been used to in his line of work.

But it did. Within a small flash of light and a few particles of code, it came to.

The resounding crack of the solid hammer to the front of ”John” echoed. “John” flew off-top of Shedletsky, leaving him stunned. The agonized shriek that resounded snapped him out of his stupor though.

“Woah! What the heck is that!?” Chance shouted.

“What in tarnation are ya’ talkin ‘bout! this is the banhammer-?” Builderman paused.

“Your hammer!” Shedletsky gasped.

“I shouldn’ be able t’ summon this…” Builderman whispers.

Builderman paled at the realization that the hammer did summon and he did in fact just hit John with it.

“Oh he ain’t happy-“ Chance adds.

Where “John” had been hit with the hammer, the left shoulder had been noticeably dislocated; bulging out of place. Hanging limp at his side.

It howls in agony, unable to use the other arm to support the dislocated one.

“H-He sounds like he’s i-in pain..” Noob squeaks.

“Allow me to try to assist,

For our foe seems to be at a loss.

Should he attempt another attack,

I’m afraid it’s unknown the cost”

Dusekkar frowns.

“Please just do what ya can Duse…” Builderman pleads.

Dusekkar approaches slowly, hands gripping his staff. He raises it to attempt a laser beam. Though what fires is a much stronger blast than the ones he’d been allowed before.

When it hits “John” you can hear the sizzle of burning skin and hiss of corrupt code.

“Y-You’re hurting him stop…!” Jane shouts as she darts to Dusekkar.

“I apologize my friend,

But our foe I must subdue.

Even if it hurts,

He is not the man you once knew”

Dusekkar apologizes.

“But it’s-! It’s still his body! Please just don’t hurt him further!” Jane pleads.

Dusekkar lowers his staff with a frown, and looks back at “John”.

He observes the corrupt man. His hissing and fretting over the injuries. He can’t help but pity the poor lady. Watching the body of your husband be put through such pains? Even if it isn’t truly him?

Dusekkar sighs.

“I will grant you this wish.

Just know I do pity,

And that I am sorry,

Most truly, really!

“Thank you, Dusekkar…” Jane smiles lightly.

Dusekkar nods in return.

Builderman, left to his thought after managing to summon his hammer think of what this could mean.

“Why would I be able to do this only now? What changed…?” He thinks to himself.

Until an idea popped into his head.

Dusekkar was one of the most heavily nerfed when they first arrived in this hellhole. If Dusekkar can perform spells that compare to those from before, something is truly off here.

“Dusekkar!” Builderman shouts. “Try and summon that flare! The one ya’ summoned back during that search party!”

“My flare spell?

If you insist my friend.

If that is what you so wish,

I will bide by the absurd thoughts of your head!”  Dusekkar teased slightly.

“Just try it?” Builderman urges.

Dusekkar aims the staff above his head, pointing towards the sky. He calls upon long asleep magics.

But it blossoms. A large and powerful blast launches into the sky from the staff, throwing him back a small distance.

The flare bursting into a golden ball of code in the sky.

Dusekkar gawks at it, along with Builderman.

The other survivors stare in confusion and amazement.

“W-we’re….” Builderman starts.

“Home….?” Shedletsky finished.

“What do you mean we’re all home!?” Elliot shouts.

“Yeah!? What does some fancy firework have to do with us being home?” Veeronica adds.

Shedletsky sighs before trying to think of how to explain.

“Dusekkar was nerfed so badly he couldn’t perform more than two spells. He just summoned a spell he couldn’t do there! Not to mention the sheer power of it!” Shedlesky says with a smile.

“So we’re all going home…?” Chance asks.

“I-I can go back to m-my friends…? Noob asks teary eyed

“O-Oh my gods! I can see Mia and Dad again!” Elliot nearly sobs.

“I can reunite with my Wife and little girl…?” Guest asked.

“As long as somebody saw that there flare. We’ll picked up an’ dropped off at HQ” Builderman answers.

“And what of us?” Azure cuts in. “That thing manipulated us. Our lives are ruined! Are we going to be tossed away like trash just as we were before!?”

“Your participation in the rounds is….questionable. But given you guys were kinda- mind warped beyond comprehension- I can’t necessarily blame you” Shedletsky grimaces.

“And what of our appearances? One is a giant monster, another a tentacled freak, a star obsessed wannabe god, a child mutated beyond recognition, and a husk of a man!” 1x1x1x1 shouts. “The majority of us are going to be freaks of nature. What of that?”

“We can do whatever is needed to try and make it comfortable” Builderman assures.

“Builder…? You look so banged up! And You two as well!” A familiar voice announces.

The three mentioned Admins, turn to face Doombringer. One of the killers who had been warped far beyond their true self.

“What happened..? My memory is fuzzy n’ all! I remember I was doing paperwork and then everything else is kinda blurry! Now we’re all here?” Doombringer asked.

“Oh Doom….” Shedletsky starts. “You’re not gonna want to hear that right now”

“But what about work..? I need to know what happened so I can fill out an incident report?” Doombringer asked again.

“Yer’ gonna get filled in once we got everything situated Doom” Builderman adds.

“Indeed my friend,

Patience here is key.

The answers that you seek,

Will be answered shortly now that we are free” Dusekkar answers.

“Free? But we were just at work-? It’s like June fourteenth? We’d been lookin for John!” Doombringer insists.

“June fourteenth? Ain’t that the day you-?” Shedletsky paused.

That was the day Doombringer had went missing, being declared official later that night after not responding to any forms of contact. Going off the radar, for sometime.

“Day I what..?” Doombringer questioned.

“Day ya went missing” Builderman finished.

“But I’m right here! I’m fine! Like I said I was in my office!”

“Please relax!

We must remain calm.

We mustn’t let our answer be wrong,

Just because we wanted it to fall into our palms” Dusekkar pleads.

“You all are confusin’ me!” Doombringer snaps.

Though he quickly puts his hand to his mouth, not understanding why he snapped like that.

“I-I don’t know what’s gotten inta’ me…M ’sorry” Doombringer apologized.

“Yer’ alright Doom. Just try an’ take it easy” Builderman insisted.

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Meanwhile, in the bustling cities. The HQ had gone wild. Reports of a massive golden glow engulfing the skies scaring some of the local residents.

Though employees found it odd, there was enough reports to warrant an investigation. Higher-ups asked to take care of the situation due to the reported circumstances.

“A giant golden glow engulfing the sky? Ain’t that dramatic!” Brighteyes laughed.

“Seems serious though, there was a couple hundred reports!” ReeseMcBlox answered.

“Perhaps it’s a sign of something…” StickMasterLuke adds.

“Yea, Yea! But it’s probably just a low grade exploiter…So who wants to go catch this one?” ClockWork asked.

“I guess I haven’t gotten out much in the way of catching exploiters..” Sorcus speaks up. “I can go and get this one if nobody else wants to”

“That’s the spirit!” ClockWork cheers.

“Oh one of the H&E employees just received a video with the incident caught on it!” Reese gasps.

The few Admins gather around the computer to watch the video. She clicks play, and a simple family video at a park plays.

Then a sharp crack rings through the air, and the camera whips towards the sky in the distance. The shimmering of golden code sparkling in the afternoon sun.

“Say that looks familiar don’t it?” Clockwork asked.

“It kinda does…?” ReeseMcBlox squints.

“Looks like a firework to me” Sorcus shrugged.

“Is that not….Dusekkar’s emergency flare….?” StickMasterLuke asked quietly.

“Dusekkar’s flare? Man he’s been missing for years, I doubt he’d just appear so randomly now” Brighteyes interjects.

“Would it…Not hurt to look…? Or have we all given up hope…?” StickMasterLuke frowns beneath his hood.

“I suppose you’re right, but I still doubt it. It’s probably just a coincidence Luke..” Brighteyes sighed.

“I’m going to look myself…If you wish to join, Sorcus…..please follow” StickMasterLuke says.

Sorcus nods, and follows him out.

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The two Admins travel to the park where most reports originated from. They attempt to find the location the video was taken.

Luckily they find a familiar spot that was present in said clip, and try and map out the site of the actual incident from there.

“It looks like it’s just west of us” Sorcus smiles.

“Wonderful…” StickMasterLuke says with a nod.

“Let’s get going, we should make it over there in just a bit if we’re quick!” Sorcus adds.

StickMasterLuke only nods again, following after Sorcus.

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With the survivors and killers, the two groups had finished discussing what to do.

They needed to move, just to somewhere with slightly more cover. The trees nearby would suffice, even if it wouldn’t be very comfortable.

Moving “John” however was proving difficult, now that he was wary due to the injury he’d sustained. He hissed and spat at anyone who’d tried to get close.

“Let me try, please!” Jane begged. “During its peaceful rounds he never tried to attack a survivalist or support! Let me try”

“But that’s dangerous…! He’s hurt and fight-y” Builderman started.

“I think we should listen to the Mrs.’ … Just give her a chance” Guest interjects.

Builderman sighed. “Fine…”

Jane walked close to “John” slowly, hands raised almost in surrender.

“You need to follow us, or at least me…..Please? I don’t wish to hurt you…I just want to help…” Jane tells “John”.

She’s met with a startled hiss, and a slight jerk away from her. Still wary of her.

She gestures towards herself. ”Please come this way, you’ll be safer over there…” She pleads.

The hissing had stopped, but she was in turn stared at like a world’s oddity. It’s head tilting side to side in confused observation.

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“The censored one…? That’s its pink hair….But it has a face? Where is the box?” They think.

“ₚᵣₑₜₜʸ….ₚᵢₙₖ…?” A confused voice asks.

R̸̡͚͈͓̯̫͇͂̒͘ͅÉ̸̝͍̩̪͖̂͛̍͋S̵̯͇̰̦͓͚̼̐̏̆T̷͎̯͉̳̊.̸̼̑̒̉̌͒̿͌̊͒ ̷̣̱͈̱̼̻͖̻̣̉̔̓̉I̵͍͓͆̎͆̊͘̕T̶̫̭̔̂̅̌̓̿͝͠͝ ̶̟̩̖͓̥̺̺̍͂̅͆͌͘͝ͅI̴̞̺̬͙͋̐̂̌̀̊̚Ṡ̶̢̲ ̸̧̹̼̳͊̌͛͐́͝M̸͓͖͎͉͇̤̘̌́͒̀͋Ỳ̸̡̛̦̱͈̳́͒͗̆ ̸̳̗̞͙̭̅͜T̶̢̻̯̗̦̮͋Î̵̮̜̫͔̾͂̐̍̓̈ͅM̵̧͓̖̠̻͊̃͘E̴̡̖̹͙̗̝̟͋̀̌́̈́̂̊͛͘!̷̛̰̺̯̞̮͔̰̹̿̒̕ͅ Another voice answers.

“ᵣₑₘₑₘᵦₑᵣ….? ₙₐₘₑ? ᵂₕₒ ₐᵣₑ ᵂₑ? ₐₘ ᵢ?

The confused voice asked again.

Q̵͈̜̈́̈̂Ṳ̴͉̃̔̓Ì̵̩͓͗E̷͈̯̎̂ͅT̵̻̥̦̔̾.̵̧̃͋͜ ̵̠͆̂̏T̶̬̠͖̕H̴̱̘͐̿̕E̴̡͈̞͂̍͒ ̸̙͊̅B̷̜̺̄͠ͅȌ̶͕͂Ḍ̸̛Ÿ̴̬͎ ̶̳͇̠̎̀̚Į̸͓̙̏̃͘S̸͚̥͆̄̕ ̵̤͉̭̀̍M̸͉̦̬̅̋Ȋ̸̧̗̑͒N̴̖̜̾̽Ḙ̸̿͂.̸̲̩̍. The other demands.

“ᶠₐₘᵢₗᵢₐᵣ…? ᵢ ᵂₐₙₜ ₜₒ… ₕₒₗᴰ ₗₑₜ ₘₑ?”  The confused voice now pleaded.

N̶̢̦̑O̶͍̦͌̽.̴͈͕́̎ ̵͇̓̈K̷̳͘̚͝I̵̙̫̋L̶̬͙̮̑̏̍Ḻ̸̡̙̈ ̵̢̜̞̋I̸̱̞̒̋̿T̸̳̘͎̓̀!̷̻͗ ̸̞͆̆̐S̵̛͖Ḩ̵̺̙͛E̸̲̒D̶̦̕ ̵̤̇̐̔Ḃ̸̬͔ͅL̸̜̞̽Ö̴͚̝̈́̈́Ȏ̷̘̏̕D̵͚̝̒ ̷̝͌̓͝Ü̴̳̱̲̕P̵̙̈́O̶̦͛̿͘N̶͔̋͋͋ ̴̛̥͙̒͝T̵̙̺͋̂͊͜H̸̰̼̚Į̷̩͗͠S̶͙̺͊͛͝ ̵̻͑́͜ͅF̷̙̣̠̋I̵͙͍̜͂̂E̶͎̿̆́L̷̞̠̟͂̾̆D̴̲̤̿

The other voice demanded again.

“ᵢ ₖₙₒᵂ…? ₗₐᴰʸ? ᴰₒₙ’ₜ ₕᵤᵣₜ ₕₑᵣ….ₚᵣₑᶜᵢₒᵤₛ? ʸₑₛ?” The confused voice hummed happily.

T̵̝͗̇̕H̶̤̉̄̎ͅͅR̸͖͈̺͒̒E̷̡̼̬̓̑Ą̵͚͑̃̀ͅŢ̴͒̐Ṣ̶̭̔̓ ̴̮̮̀̉̕M̴̢͙̲͒͗̊U̵͙͆S̶̤̊̄T̴͖͒ ̶̣̫̫̋́B̷̳̅͆E̴̮̓̕͘ ̸̹̰̂͋͌E̷̳̍͗͆R̶̛̝̥̹͠Ȃ̸̠͗͗Ḑ̴̧̫͋̕͠Ĭ̸͇C̸̨̗̚͜Â̶̤̊T̶̮̩̕E̸̥͍͊͘ͅD̷̤͛̅̕,̶̨͙͇͗͌̇ ̸̝͘H̸̤̦̝̓O̸̡̩̹͒̅Ŝ̶̙̺̖T̴̖̜͕̏̋.̵̰̤̯̿̇̅

The other voice reprimanded.

“ᵢ ᴰₒₙ’ₜ ᵂₐₙₜ ₜₒ ₕᵤᵣₜ….ₕₐᵣₘₗₑₛₛ? ₜᵣᵤₛₜ ₕₑᵣ..! ₙₑᵥₑᵣ ₗᵢₑᴰ? ₜₐₖₑ ᶜₐᵣₑ ₒᶠ ₘₑ..? ” The confused voice insists.

O̷̧͔̯̣͆̇͊̽͝B̶̨͕͉̈́̇̇̌̃É̴̹̺̻̈́̒Y̵̪͂͠ ̴̳̤́̈́́͝M̸͍̻͙̣̔̿́͋̆Ë̶̢͈́͒!̸̨̪̳͈͊̈́̾͂͝. The other voice shrieks within the shared mind.

“ₗₒᵥₑ ₜₕᵢₛ ₒₙₑ? ʸₑₛ… ₙₑᵥₑᵣ ₕᵤᵣₜ ₕₑᵣ? ᵢ ₚᵣₒₘᵢₛₑ..?” The confused voice hums happily again.

The other voice shrieks angrily as it fails to take full control again. It’s host taking most of the control, albeit weakly. It decides to let it happen. Perhaps it should take advantage of this opportunity.

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“John” seems to halt his staring, instead slowly inching towards Jane.

“That’s it…! Just follow me alright…? I won’t let anyone hurt you….Just like before” Jane promised.

But he stops just shortly in front of her, leaning down just a tad.

“̶ₚ̶ᵢ̶ₙ̴ₖ̵…̸.̸ₚ̸ᵣ̵ₑ̷ₜ̸ₜ̷ʸ̵ ̶ₚ̷ᵢ̵ₙ̸ₖ̴…̶?̵ ̵ₚ̸ᵣ̴ₒ̴ₘ̷ᵢ̴ₛ̵ₑ̸ ̶ₙ̷ₑ̷ᵥ̸ₑ̶ᵣ̷ ̸ₕ̶ᵤ̶ᵣ̵ₜ̷!̸ ̷ᵂ̷ₐ̴ₙ̸ₜ̴ ̶ᶠ̶ₒ̵ₗ̶ₗ̴ₒ̶ᵂ̶?̴”̴ John managed to force out.

Jane gawked. She couldn’t understand what was said, but he made noise other than his growling and hissing.

“…Yes..! Just follow me…” Jane urges once more.

John follows slowly but surely. Before collapsing against a tree.

“Please let this be a good thing” Jane couldn’t help but pray to herself.

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Sorcus and StickMasterLuke make their way towards the estimated site. As they near, they hear some form of commotion. Possibly a gathering.

When they finally arrive, they both felt shocked beyond words, and relief beyond imagination.

Four missing Admins all found in one location? Not to mention a few notable missing persons? Even a banlands prisoner who’d disappeared with no trace?

“Builderman!? Dusekkar!? Hell even Shedletsky and Doombringer!” Socus practically screamed.

“Be polite, please. We don’t wish to frighten them..” StickMasterLuke asked politely.

“Yeah, Sorry guys… But where have you been all this time!?” Sorcus asked.

The “missing” Admins were shocked nonetheless, seeing the two had found them and their group so soon after Dusekkar had shot out the flare.

“We’ve been in a god forsaken hell! Fightin’ for our lives!” Builderman answered.

“Hell? That’s a new one!” Sorcus teased lightly.

“It’s gonna be a long story to explain…” Jane interrupts.

“Jane!?” Sorcus gasped. “If you’re here does that mean-!?”

He looks around at the group, only to find the one he was looking for, much worse for wear.

“Oh Telamon….It’s worse than we’d imagined…” StickMasterLuke whispers to himself.

“Oh no…..” Sorcus says gloomily.

“We need to take you guys back to HQ….Update the systems and make sure you’re okay” StickMasterLuke announces.

“But what about the others? Where are they going to go? We are all lost and confused” Jane asks.

“I can understand why! Most of you that I know of have been gone for a decade! Speaking of….you all look nearly the same as when ya went missing..?” Sorcus squints.

Jane and the admins pause at the statement, the others too far to hear the statement.

A decade!? This had to be a joke right…? A small, silly, work friend joke right?

“Sorcus? I assure you I am not forty-seven years old…” Jane grimaces confused.

“Jane you went missing not too long after your husband…. He went missing on his 38th birthday. You went missing six months later, sometime in september” Sorcus replies confused aswell.

“We looked for you four, and you Jane, for nearly two years. But there was not a trace of any of you. Not a note or a traceable teleport” StickMasterLuke adds.

“My husband is not forty-nine! He’s thirty-eight?! I’m thirty-seven! “ Jane insisted.

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“We need to take all of you back to HQ….” Sorcus frowned.

“Something’s wrong here Sorcus….” StickMasterLuke whispers to him.

“Yeah….Builder or Dusekkar aren’t even denying what Jane’s saying…” Sorcus whispers back with a shudder.

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The trek back to the HQ wasn’t too difficult for most. Two Time and Taph haven been awoken to start walking.

Doombringer had volunteered to carry John, as he’d been unable to lift himself up.

Guest1337 offered to carry c00lkidd as best he could. 007n7 was grateful.

By the time they made it to the HQ, it was the early evening.

They situated everyone in Luke’s garden, hoping that would keep curious eyes off them.

Sorcus had left to retrieve more Admins, leaving StickMasterLuke to deal with the confused and scared (and some angry) individuals.

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“Please, As calmly as possible….Explain where you have been all this time my friends…” StickMasterLuke asks.

The four begin to explain their own versions of what they last remembered.

“I was working on a malfunction…then everything went dark n’ I woke up in a cabin”

“I was in SFOTH, I’m pretty sure I was just checking in on the swords…Then everything felt fuzzy and then I crashed into the floor of the same cabin”

“Reading up on stories,

I laid my head to slumber.

I awoke not in my home,

Due to an entities wish to cumber”

“I told ya’ I was in ma’ office doin paperwork? But I have a weird feeling…?”

StickMasterLuke nods at their answers, and asks for the date they last remembered.

“June fourteenth?”

“July twenty-fourth…”

“September eighth”

“November eleventh, If my memory serves correctly..”

None of the survivors or killers had ever discussed what day it was when they’d arrived in that hell. Not that they could remember it anyway.

But with this newfound freedom, their stolen memories were allowed to come to light. Granting confusion in the wake of them.

StickMasterLuke asks Doombringer to check in with the other guests. He complies with no issue, walking away with a small smile.

“Those are all dates close to when you all went missing…” StickMasterLuke informs.

“Has it really been ten years…?” Shedletsky asked.

StickMasterLuke nods sadly.

“What about them…?” Shedletsky glances at the others. “Those guys aren’t like us…They’re mortals, most of em…”

“Their lives have changed forever,

All we can do is provide aid.

This is a horrid outcome,

But it is all we can do I’m afraid..” Dusekkar says.

“How are we gonna tell them all..?” Shedletsky frowned.

“We just gotta tell ‘em the truth” Builderman frowns aswell.

“And how are we gonna tell some of them they murdered in cold blood?” Shedletsky asked.

“We must tell them the truth,

Or we are no better than liars.

There is no good option,

And we must deal with what transpires” Dusekkar says sadly.

“Doom isn’t gonna take this well…” Shedletsky grimaced.

“None of ‘em are…Ten years older than when you disappeared? And you didn’t age not a single minute? How do you expect somebody to just up an’ accept that” Builderman answers.

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“They’re back!” Sorcus shouts as he bursts into an office.

“Who’s back!? Sorcus- where’s Luke?” ReeseMcBlox asked.

“Yeah man, thought you two went together-?” ClockWork adds.

“They’re all back! Doom, Duse, Shed! Even Builder! They’ve all returned!” Sorcus laughed.

“Shedletsky is back…?” Brighteyes paused.

“What!?” Both ReeseMcBlox and ClockWork shouted.

“Just get everyone! Meet me in Luke’s garden!” Sorcus shouts as he darts to the metioned room.

The Admins comply, quickly doing as requested.

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“I’m here John…” Jane assures. “Now that we’re home, we can figure out what’s really wrong…”

She’s met with a shallow huff, and then quiet.

“I’m sure you’re tired aren’t you…? Don’t worry Dear….we’ll fix you up good as new, then you can rest all you want…” She promises.

Another small huff.

“You’re awful quiet, I can’t wait to hear your voice again John… Your real voice…” Jane added.

“How’s he doing ma’am?” Guest’s voice asks.

“Oh Guest! He’s quiet but he’s calm…He hasn’t moved that arm much however…” Jane answers.

“Figures. But it’s gonna need fixed soon” Guest replied.

“Oh dear….” She glances at her husband. “I can’t imagine how that’s going to have to be done…”

“If he cooperates, I could try to pop it back in place” Guest starts. “It was part of some training I received. At least reducing it until better help can be provided”

“Is there nothing else we can do to lessen the pain..?” Jane grimaced.

“Unless we had some medicine on-hand, I’m afraid not. But I’d try to make it as quick as possible” Guest assured.

“Whats going on here?” Shedletsky asked as he walked over.

“We’re discussing how to fix his shoulder” Guest says pointing to John.

“Yikes- Do we not want to leave him immobilized? Wouldn’t it be safer?” Shedletsky asked.

“It could hurt him more in the long run. Permanent damage is a possibility..” Guest frowned.

“I just want him to not be in pain. He won’t even move anymore because of it..” Jane replies.

“I guess that is sort of a problem…” Shedletsky grimaces.

“I won’t reduce it unless it’s agreed upon” Guest assured.

“Please…Shedletsky. I’ll keep him occupied afterwards” Jane pleads.

“Just…be careful. If he does lash out though I’ll help” Shedletsky agrees.

“Thank you..” Jane smiled.

Guest gently feels around the area, making sure it wasn’t fractured. After determining it wasn’t, he begins the process of reducing it.

“I need you both to make sure he stays still” Guest requested.

“Alright” Both of them answer.

Guest gently does as he remembers. Gently hold the arm, pull upward…rotate….and….pop.

The audible pop disturbed both Jane and Shedletsky, both of them wincing at the sound.

John jerked with a near silent screech, freaked out by the sudden pain.

“John! John it’s alright! He just tried to fix it you’re alright!” Jane tried to assure.

“Leave him be for a moment, he needs a moment to adjust..” Guest informs.

“If you insist…” Jane frowns as she lets go of John.

“Man I didn’t think I’d be able to hear that..” Shedletsky says.

“It’s odd, yes. But you get used to it” Guest nods.

John shoves himself away from the three, curling up into himself. His breathing shallow and panicked.

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“ₕᵤᵣₜ ⱼₒᵢₙₜ..? ᶠᵢₓ ᵢₜ…? ₕᵤᵣₜ? ᵢₜ ₕᵤᵣₜₛ!” John thinks to himself.

“Please calm down dear…” Jane asks. “You’re alright now, I promise…”

“ₚᵣₒₘᵢₛₑ…? ᵂₑ ₐᵣₑ ₒₖₐʸ? ᵂₕₒ ᵢₛ ᵂₑ..?”

John thinks to himself again.

His breathing slows, but doesn’t improve much otherwise.

“See? That’s better…” Jane praises with a smile.

“ₛₘᵢₗₑ….ₗᵢₖₑ ᵦₑᶠₒᵣₑ! ᵂₕₑₙ ᵂₐₛ ᵦₑᶠₒᵣₑ? ᵂₕₑᵣₑ ₐᵣₑ ʸₒᵤ ᶠᵣₒₘ…?” John thinks again.

“You just rest alright? I’m going to talk with the others for now” Jane informs him.

He doesn’t do anything other than glance in her direction.

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Everyone huddles up together after being asked to come listen to an announcement.

“You all have been missing for basically a decade…But it appears that none of you have truly aged since you’ve been gone” StickMasterLuke informs the group.

They all stare in confusion and horror at the revelation.

“The lives you all knew, are now ten years ahead of you. We can try to contact any living family, in order to reunite you with loved ones” StickMasterLuke continues.

“You’re telling me my daughter’s an adult now? My little girl?” Guest gawked.

“My son….he can’t be twenty? All his friends? How do I raise him from here…?” 007n7 asked horrified.

“My sister can’t be nearly the same age as me…She’s eleven! I’m- was-? Twenty-four?…” Elliot rambled.

“All m-my friends…? W-What am I going t-to do…?” Noob mumbled.

“We have never witnessed anything quite like this…” StickMasterLuke starts. “The only thing close in comparison would be the pocket worlds of Admins..”

“But formal explanations will be sent out. Nothing is going to be the same as before, but we can only continue from here” Builderman announced.

“We’re also going to try to aid you few who are worried about fitting back into your daily lives..” Shedletsky adds.

Guest666, 007n7, and Azure being a few who nod their heads in thanks.

“What are we going to do with those like Noli or John then?” 1x1x1x1 asked.

“The void star will either be confiscated, or allowed to be kept with him under extreme security. John will be examined thoroughly and action will be taken from there” StickMasterLuke answered.

“How do you expect to fix our forms…? Some of us were dead before arriving there. Should you fix us, who’s to say we won’t perish again..?” Azure asks.

“If you wish to be left alone, that’s your choice entirely. But yer’ free to change your mind at anytime” Builderman answers.

“Speaking of being dead before arriving there….How are some of us even alive now? Shouldn’t we have just died again as soon as we came back?” Chance asked nervously.

“Whatever the Spectre did most likely reversed it. That freak of nature had abilities far beyond what it should’ve ” Shedletsky answers with a frown.

“For now we’re going to focus on contacting family and friends at your request. If you do not have anyone to call, we can provide temporary shelter until you can get on your feet again” StickMasterLuke informs.

Everybody takes the provided information with hope. Hope that’s their families or friends will remember them, or care enough to help.

When Sorcus and company arrived, they explained what was going to happen with the individuals in the room, and where they would stay until somebody came to pick them up.

Brighteyes and Shedletsky however, were occupied with their own reunion. Feeling blessed at seeing one another again.

“I looked everywhere for you…! You scared the shit out of me!” Brighteyes reprimanded.

“I’m so sorry Bright, I’ll make it up to ya if I need to…” Shedletsky replies with a small smile.

“I’m messing with you! Just don’t leave me again…please?” Brighteyes asked.

“I’m not leaving unless you’re coming with me” Shedletsky replied.

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The survivors and killers await what’s to come.

An announcement all across Robloxia is sent out. Containing the names and original faces of the victims of Forsaken.

Waves of calls, confirmations, and hours of waiting lead to some of them being picked up by family.

Guest1337, 007n7 and c00lkidd, Elliot and Chance’s families all came for them.

Azure, Guest666, Two Time, Noob, Veronica, and Noli all stayed behind for treatment or to comfort those who needed it.

Doombringer and 1x1x1x1 were taken aside. One explained their awaited fate, and the other the atrocities committed under the influence of a twisted entity.

Taph, had their name cleared. All their supposed “murders” being revealed as work tragedies. Being put on temporary leave.

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Jane and John, were left to pray for the best. More so Jane than John though.

Apparently just before Jane had gone missing, they had looked into what had caused John’s illness to begin with.

And a time long before Jane or John even existed, Roblox and other Admins themselves had ended The Classic Era.

An era of volatile and easily manipulated code.

When it was ended, all the remaining defunct code was sealed. Then moved to the Archives.

Where John worked for years. Supposedly while checking up on items in the Archives, he must’ve been exposed to it. Most likely a weakened seal.

What exactly went down to fully corrupt him and break the seal on the defunct code would remain unknown for a while, but what mattered was fixing it now.

This code has consumed many in the past, and Roblox himself had vowed to make sure it never happened again. But he failed. And now his family had to suffer for it.

And now, after roughly two months they were ready to bring John back.

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“So you just need to seal the code again..?” Jane asked.

“That is correct, Jane. Sealing the code again will separate it from John in the process, just as it had with the last host” Roblox answered.

“And I’ll finally get my kid back…” Builderman sighs with relief.

“All his vital signs are positive, and under control. He will be monitored throughout the entire process” Roblox assured.

John in question, was in an isolated area. Similar to that of a hospital’s. Hissing at the walls.

“Who’s ready to see John again?” Roblox asked.

Both Jane and Builderman smiled, while other Admins in the room cheered with joy.

Roblox pulls up their panel, readying the sequence to separate the parasite from him.

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But let’s not forget, actions have consequences.

“If its host were to somehow be purged of itself, well. They’d be lucky if they survived the next twenty minutes of their existence. It can tell its host has lost the ability to do most of what it was capable of before on its own.”

Shall we observe these consequences?

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Chapter Text

John had been standing, staring at them from beyond the glass.

The separation was going smoothly, vitals good and John stable.

“You ready to reunite with your husband dear?” Brighteyes smiles.

“More than ready..” Jane smiled in return.

Once the seal was completed, all that remained was John, some skin discoloration and scarring where the corruption had been before.

“John!” Jane shouted with joy.

“Uh…should his vitals be doing that” Clockwork asks with a slightly horrified expression.

John’s vitals and started to drop in seconds, before the resounding blare of the monitor erupts from the speakers.

His heart rate dropping below a safe range before stopping entirely.

John glances one last time towards the Admins and Jane, a slight gurgling being the last noise before crashing to the floor.

“JOHN!” Builderman shouted as he rushed to the door. “JOHN GET UP!”

Others had shouted to call for help, and Jane stood staring in heartbroken horror at her seemingly dead husband.

Builderman scrambled to unlock the door and crashed to the floor beside his son. Grabbing ahold of John and cradling him in his arms.

Somebody had called for help, and eventually John was taken from him.

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Come to find out, that parasite had weakened John’s body. Taking control over all bodily functions for so long, John’s body itself had seemingly forgotten how to function on its own.

Leaving him hooked up to machines. Leaving only prayers to be spoken in hushed whispers.

The only ones currently allowed to visit John being his parents, and Jane.

Currently only Jane was with him. Other than the nurse coming in to maintain the machinery.

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“Through sickness and through health, I promised. I said I would stay with you….So please John….stay with me…” Jane thought to herself as she cried.

She gently held John’s more free hand, praying for any sign of him still being in there. She squeezed his hand, hoping for it in return.

There was nothing.

Jane continued to cry. Slowly losing hope that she would ever get her husband back.

She had vowed to eliminate that parasite from him, and it only made his condition worse. She helped take away the one thing supposedly keeping him alive.

As far as she knows, her last moments with her husband are going to be in a cold hospital room, with not even as much as a final, sincere goodbye.

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Jane had ended up throwing herself into her work. Wanting escape from the thought of her husband.

She worked day in and day out. So much so even her colleagues were concerned. They knew her husband had been hospitalized, but not the full extent or story as to why. Except for the ones John considered family.

“Jane….Honey you need to relax…Take a break yeah? You look like you need it…” Brighteyes attempted to coax.

“I can’t” Jane’s voice shook. “I need to work. I don’t want to think about him..”

“But this isn’t what he would’ve wanted, now is it honey…? He wouldn’t have wanted you working yourself to the bone! He’d want you to take a break…” Brighteyes insists.

“But everytime I close my eyes I see him lying in bed motionless connected to nothing but machines!” Jane begun to sob.

“Oh sweetheart…” Brighteyes comforted her with a hug.

“We just have to hope he gets better, yeah? John was one of the most resilient guys I ever had the pleasure of meeting…” Brighteyes said.

“All I have done is pray…I just keep being told he’s still unable to even breathe on his own Bright!” Jane continued to sob.

“But he hasn’t gotten worse. There is still hope Jane!” Brighteyes continued to comfort.

“I suppose you’re right…” Jane sniffled.

“Now wipe them tears, I’m officially sending you home!” Brighteyes announced.

“Wha-?” Jane questioned.

“I know it’s not the most healthy thing to do, but I’m taking you out for a drink. And you’re not coming back into work until I say so!” Brighteyes says as she nudges Jane out the office.

“But what about Doombringer’s files-?” Jane starts.

“Oh he’s got how many staff! One employee being sent home won’t kill him!” Brighteyes smiled.

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Brighteyes takes the grieving wife out for what she believed to be a very deserved drink.

Was Jane necessarily happy about that? No. But was she gonna argue with Brighteyes? Also no.

Eventually after Jane had been served her drink and Brighteyes hers, they talked about work.

At some point the other survivors were brought up, and Brighteyes explained some of where the few she knew of went.

“That Two Time fellow and their partner? I think that’s who they were- both got put into proper therapy! And I heard that Two Time-? Was welcomed into the home of another survivor! That Guest1337 guy I believe” Brighteyes says.

“Guest took in Two Time..? Well if anybody is more than ready to tackle that, it’s him..” Jane smiled.

“I just hope that they are doing better, with the whole hoax-cult thing going on….Poor thing…” Brighteyes frowned.

“What else have you heard..?” Jane asked.

“Oh get this! Most of them were actually planning to do a ‘meetup’ of some sort on the anniversary of y’all’s escape!” Brighteyes beamed.

“A reunion of all the victims..? That would be in a few months…” Jane trailed off.

Seven months to be exact, meaning John had been hospitalized for roughly three.

“We’ve all been free for five months…” Jane trailed off again.

“Yup! So they were all planning on some kind of party, probably a simple one though” Brighteyes added.

The two continued to talk about the supposed survivor-reunion party. Before eventually Jane was somewhere between tipsy and drunk, and she lost all interest in work conversations.

“Alright I think that did the trick, You ready to go home now?” Brighteyes smiled mischievously.

“Yeah- Let’s go home now…” Jane smiled drunkenly.

“Yeah you’re drunk you’re not gonna remember any of this-“ Brighteyes laughed.

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Brighteyes takes her home, having not drank anything alcoholic herself.

She brought Jane inside and situated her so she’d be comfortable when she woke up, leaving a note explaining how she got home.

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Yet another trip to the hospital. Today the doctors were going to see yet again if John would attempt to breathe on his own.

Jane stood nearby, but out of the way of the doctors. Peering in the direction of her husband.

Builderman wished he’d been able to be there, but an unexpected change last minute had prevented him from coming.

Jan however, was able to come. Wanting to see her boy.

“I have low hopes for this…” Jane whispers.

“I understand….I’ve been watching him fight for his life for months….I can’t stand seeing my baby like this…” Jan frowned.

“Jan….How do you keep holding onto hope…? I see you here often….just whispering to John…” Jane asked.

“Well, hardships have been a constant in my life. John was a blessing for me, I can’t help but not give up on him…” Jan answered.

“He’s a blessing for me too….But sometimes I wonder what he would’ve wanted to happen…” Jane replies.

“Had I known what his wishes would have been, I would’ve respected them. No matter how heartbroken I’d be in the end. It’s his life, so it’s his choice..” Jan responds.

While the two continued talking, the doctors and nurses finally activated the minimal support setting, and stand back awaiting a result.

The next thirty minutes were excruciating. Watching doctors and nurses observe him attempt to breathe on his own, its was heartbreaking.

But eventually a few positive-sounding hums came from the nurses and doctors.

“Mrs.Builder and Mrs.Doe?” One of the doctors asks.

“Yes.?” Both answer.

“It appears John is able to maintain his breathing without the aid of the ventilator, we’re going to proceed with further tests to determine if this will work in the long run..” The doctor smiled.

“He’s breathing on his own…?” Jan whispered in shock.

“He passed..!?” Jane gasped.

“Yes! We are going to run extra testing to determine if he’s truly fit for extubation” The doctor smiled again.

Both Jan and Jane looked over to John, who was now being tended to by the remaining nurses.

“We will let you know the results as soon as possible” The doctor informed.

“Thank you…” Jan whispered.

“Thank you from me as well…I was beginning to lose hope….” Jane admitted.

“This is the first step into recovery. If we’re lucky, He’ll even wake up soon” The doctor informed.

“Well all of us will be waiting for the day..” Jan smiled.

“And more than happy when it comes…” Jane adds.

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“The extra testing proved successful! John will be moved onto noninvasive ventilation now, and still be monitored twenty-four/seven” The voice rang through the phone.

“Oh thank Telamon! He’s actually getting better…Oh dear…” Jan cried happily.

“His visiting hours will also be lengthened slightly, so you will be able to spend more time as you please with him” The doctor’s voice informs.

“Thank you again…” Jan says.

“No problem Mrs.Builder, that’s what we are here for…” The doctors voice assures.

After hanging up the phone, Jan goes to inform her husband. Walking towards the kitchen, where he happened to be cooking dinner.

“Builder Dear..? I have good news…” Jan greets.

“Good news? Did Shedletsky finally up n’ decide to wear shoes at HQ? I been tryna’ convince ‘im for weeks…” Builderman asked.

“It’s about John...” She answered.

“John..!?” Builderman gasped quietly.“How’s he doin? Is he alright?”

“He’s passed his SBT the other day…and he’s just finished testing! He’s successfully breathing on his own now…he’s being put on noninvasive ventilation now” Jan smiled.

“Oh thank…everythin…” Builderman exclaimed.

Jan leaned down to hug her husband, and he hugged her in return. Placing a small kiss to her lips.

“They told me and Jane that if we’re lucky, he may wake soon…” Jan says with a smile.

“Hopefully…” Builderman smiles as he looked up at his wife.

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It has been six months since their unexpected freedom. Four months since John had been hospitalized. And nearly three weeks since John was able to breathe on his own.

Two nurses were currently performing routine bedside care, providing PT for John. Moving him around to prevent stiff joints and muscles.

One of them was currently working on moving his arms, while the other rotated and moved his legs.

“We’re almost done here! Then we can start on checking his feeding tube” One nurse said with a smile.

“Then we have to clean him up afterwards, and administer any medication if it’s on the schedule” The other nurse says as she straightens out one of John’s legs.

“Yes, Yes, but try to keep a smile on that face of yours! It makes the work feel more genuine!” The first nurse teased.

“If you wanna smile that’s on you, but I’m good as-is” The second nurse insisted.

The first nurse lifts John’s arm. “Daww! But it just seems friendly! Even if it won’t be reciprocated!” The first nurse smiled.

When the first nurse began to rotate John’s arm, it jerked upwards slightly.

“Oh!” She exclaimed.

“Just a spasm, you probably just moved it around funny” The second nurse assured.

“That was oddly coordinated though…” The first nurse trailed off.

She moves John’s arm the same way, opting to double check.

After nothing indicating her suspicions, she moves her hand to grab his to perform further PT.

And John’s hand squeezed hers lightly.

The first nurse gasped, startling the second one.

“What..!?” The second one whisper-shouted.

“He’s squeezing my hand…!” The first nurse squealed quietly.

“Wha-?” The second nurse looked up towards her, and noticed the hand squeezing hers.

“Should we get the doctor?” The first nurse asked.

“Dim the lights for me….Im gonna check his eyes” The second nurses urged.

“Alright…!” The first nurse says, letting go of John’s hand.

After dimming the lights, the second nurse grabs a small light to check his eyes.

“Mr.Doe if you can hear me I need you to move your eyes left to right for me…” The second nurse asks.

She gently holds one eye open, using the light to study any reaction.

His eyes fail to move side to side.

The second nurse sighed. “No response…”

“Aww…” The other nurse deflated.

They continued their PT routine. The first nurse returning to moving John’s arms.

The second nurse, having finished her portion began checking his feeding tubes.

“I really thought we were getting somewhere…” The first nurse frowned.

“It’s alright, he may get there someday..” The second nurse attempted to comfort.

While the first nurse finished up with John’s other arm, the second nurse rested her hand close to John’s, while now examining vitals.

“I’m gonna set up for the bed-bath” The first nurse informs.

“Alright, I’ll be here” The second nurse replies.

While the first nurse grabs those supplies, the second nurse continues monitoring vitals.

The first nurse returns, setting up for the bed-bath.

And then, the second nurse feels a weight on her wrist. Looking down, a pale shaking yellow hand grips her wrist.

“What-?” She says to herself as she looked down .

Blue eyes, met hers.

“Go get the doctor-“ The second nurse chokes out.

“Are his vitals dipping…?” She also paused, looking to see John fighting to keep his eyes open.

“OH MY TELAMON-“ The first nurse shouts.

“Go get the doctor!” the second nurse yelled at her.

John winced, confused at the yelling.

While the first nurse ran to retrieve the doctor, the second nurse started a quick evaluation.

“Mr.Doe, if you can understand me please squeeze my wrist twice” The nurse asked softly, but sternly.

John’s hand only weakly squeezed her wrist once, before just holding onto it almost desperately.

“You are gonna be alright Mr.Doe, you have multiple people on staff ready to assist you” The second nurse assured.

John only weakly shook his head, not quite understanding what was happening.

When the first nurse returned with the doctor, a full evaluation was made.

And soon enough, calls were made to family.

John Doe, was awake.

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Builderman, Jan, and Jane all rushed over as soon as the call was received.

John had woken up in the middle of PT and bedside care. He was weak, but awake.

They made their way towards John’s room. Seeing multiple nurses and doctors surrounding the door.

“Whats going on..? Are we allowed to see him..?” Jan asked worriedly.

“Nothin’ happened on our way here right..?” Builderman asked.

“Mr.Doe is currently being examined more thoroughly. Currently he is awake and somewhat responsive, but most responses don’t appear to be coherent to questions asked of him” The second nurse from before answered.

“But he’s awake…” Jane smiled.

“Yes, and this is a very good sign given the circumstances.” The nurse adds.

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Once John’s evaluation is completed, they are informed of his current condition.

“Mr.Doe appears to be awake and semi-responsive. Though he has not attempted to communicate verbally, about 63% of the time he would answer questions with a hand squeeze” The doctor informs the three.

“So what does this mean exactly…?” Jan asked.

“John isn’t ‘all there’ as some would put it. He is currently experiencing a form of post-traumatic amnesia, but the extent of what he can and can’t remember at the moment is unknown” The doctor answers with a small frown.

“Amnesia…? Then what questions were ya’ askin’ ‘im..?” Builderman asked.

“We mostly asked if he was feeling ‘this or that’ emotion, once it was determined he wouldn’t answer verbally” The doctor answered.

“What all was he able to do…?” Jane asked.

“We observed Mr.Doe’s ability to move, it appears that he is very weak, but is able to lift his arms up some. He was able to squeeze and point with his hands, though those motions were weak as well” The doctor answered again.

“Are we allowed to see him?” Both Builderman and Jan asked hopefully.

“Mr.Doe is allowed to have visitors, but with limited time and somebody in the room to monitor his behavior and vitals”

“Alright” Jan replies.

“If you wish to see him now, I’ll have a nurse stand in with you” The doctor smiled.

The three of them nod, wishing to see John.

When they all were let into John’s room, a nurse had already been waiting for them, talking to John.

“This is nurse N1k0, she’ll be observing” The doctor announced softly.

“Nice to meet you! You’re all the family I assume?” She greets.

“Wonderful to meet you as well, And yes we’re his parents. This is John’s wife” Jan introduced the three.

“I’ll stand aside while you three talk to him” She nods and she backs away.

“I’ll leave you all alone for now, just refrain from being loud please” The doctor asks as they take their leave.

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There he is. Propped up just looking around at all the people in the room.

Jane lets Builderman and Jan talk with him first, waiting patiently for her turn.

Jan grabbed John’s hand gently. “I heard you were answering questions by squeezing their hands, honey…” Jan starts. “Are you doing okay…?”

John doesn’t move, but squints at Jan instead.

“Kiddo….It’s your ma n’ pa…” Builderman tries to inform.

John just blinks, very lightly moving his hand.

“Oh my apologies, his left hand is the one he has better use of, he’s hardly used his right hand since waking up” N1k0 informs.

“Oh! Thank you..” Jan says as she moves to hold his other hand.

“Do you remember us John…? It’s yer’ ma an’ pa….Could ya squeeze yer’ mother’s hand if you do…?” Builderman asked gently.

They are met with no squeeze, just John’s uncoordinated staring. His gaze seemingly locked onto a poster behind them.

Jane winced, feeling bad for the two.

“John…? Could you look at me please….?” Jan pleaded quietly.

John’s gaze turned towards both parents, his stare confused and empty.

“John….I hope you’re doin’ okay..” Builderman sighed.

Both parents slowly back away from John, his expression still mostly blank, but his head tilted slightly.

Jane took this as her turn to try to talk to him. Praying for any kind of response.

She gently grabbed John’s hand as Jan had before. “John….Dear? It’s me, Jane. How are you feeling? Are you tired…?”

John’s fingers twitched, but otherwise didn’t move.

“Hm…Not tired..? Perhaps you’re confused…Is that right…?” Jane asked gently.

John’s hand squeezed weakly, and his face morphed into a confused smile.

Jane gasped lightly, continuing to ask easy questions.