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πŸŒ€β €β THE DISTORTION. ❞
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β € how would a melody describe itself when asked ?
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β €β €the eye * watches, the stranger conceals, but me ❓ ...
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/ I PLAN TO!! probably when motivation strikes since i burned through tma in under three weeks
/ IT ENDED SO SADLY I WAS SITTING IN SHOCK FOR AN HOUR
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β €β €There's a man here, sitting outside an otherwise practically empty coffee shop. How strange.
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π™Έβ€™πš– πšŠπšπš›πšŠπš’πš.
π™Έπš πš’πšœ πš‘πšžπš—πšπš›πš’. π™Έπš πš’πšœ πš’πš–πš–πš˜πš›πšπšŠπš•.

#HOLRPβ €#HORRORRPβ €#MVRP

πš†πš˜πš›πšœπšŽ, πš’πš πš”πš—πš˜πš πšœ πš—πš˜πšπš‘πš’πš—πš 𝚘𝚏 πš πš‘πš’πš–.⁴
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( They hardly react to it at first. Their temperature is spiking, everything feels fuzzy, and their optics burn with saline. )

( After a few moments, they shakily reach for the handle, certain that it’d lead to the same hallway. )
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β €β €It manifests as a door beside them, the world distorting and twisting until there lay a door where it was not previously.

β €β €An exit, a way of saying: you've given me what I want, you may take your exit.
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it takes him at least two tries to spell distortion right
too late i've already fed the twisting deciet
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β €β €It manifests as a door beside them, the world distorting and twisting until there lay a door where it was not previously.

β €β €An exit, a way of saying: you've given me what I want, you may take your exit.
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β €β €It was like biting into a fresh, out-of-the-oven cake; the fear, the doubt in their mind β€”β€” practically a full-course meal, at this point.

β €β €Such a shame, though, that they were made of metal... they surely would've been nourishing for The Spiral.
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I… I don’t /know./

( They whisper, with abject horror in their synthetic voice. )
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⠀⠀〝 I did not know a creation such as yourself could even perceive the notion of being dead β€”β€” that is to say ... are you alive to begin with? γ€ž
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⠀⠀〝 Dead? Oh, no, I don't think I would be able to lay a hand on you! Much less... tasty than the rest, let's just say. γ€ž

β €β €Another laugh, as if it were laughing at a joke that it only knew.
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I… I just want out.

( Their weak bravado is failing them, too. Desperately, they check their internal contacts list… but they hesitate, not wanting to find out if that, too, would fail. )

I-Is this… Am I /dead?/

( The thought of how /unsure/ they are of their own state makes them shudder. )
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⠀⠀〝 So desperate to escape! γ€ž It exclaims with what sounded like a clap of ... hands? Another bout of distorted laughter, 〝 oh, Creation of The Desolation, where * do you expect to end up? γ€ž
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β €β €Have you ever tried to run in a dream? The weird, weightlessness feeling β€”β€” yet at the same time, you feel just a little too slow to outrun the monster?

β €β €The laughter starts up again, a joyful, cackling sound. It's like nails on a chalkboard.
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( Yet they seem to be right back where they started every time they turn around, to try and gain their bearings. )

( At some point, they try breaking into a full /run./ Perhaps they can outpace it? Whatever β€˜it’ is, anyway. They hold onto their fast-fading, determined outlook like a lifeline… )
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β €β €The mirrors β€”β€” the paintings? They shifted just the same, sometimes they were false doors, sometimes they just showed Dragon's own reflection.

β €β €Every path was the same, the walls' colors were never consistent, yet never out of the ordinary.
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β €β €Their apparent determination gets a laugh out of the Distorted one. It's so amusing, so delicious!

β €β €The halls are endless, they twist, turn, yet it never ends. If they tried to turn around, they'd be met with a wall. Was any of it real?
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( It's too warm in here for their liking, and the air is too stale. Dragon forces themselves to move forward, hoping /something/ would cool them off. )

( They hope this is just... a strange, frightening nightmare, like all the other ones. But this one seems too different, and too /real./ )
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β €β €Truly, there is only one way for Dragon to go.

β €β €It does not need to see them falter, for it can already taste their fear. Delicious fear. It did not know machines were capable of such emotion.
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