fourthmade: (Arms entwined in a final pose)
The Fourth God ([personal profile] fourthmade) wrote 2021-02-11 03:07 pm (UTC)

[There’s no response. There’s no response for a full two and three-quarters of a minute. Poor Fiddleford is all alone, throwing his empty apologies to a mindless computer.

Or so he thinks. Abruptly, all the machinery, lights, and computers in the room shut down, throwing the room into darkness. A distant whirr of a nondescript generator churns to life. The computer screen strobes wildly, flickering a 256-color rainbow at a speed too quick to register.

A silhouette of a person pops onto the screen. It jitters, blocky and glitched. And then a single word repeats within the silhouette in varying sizes and fonts, leaving two squares for sightless eyes.]


nonoNoNONONONONOnononoNONOnononononoNONONONONOnonononononononoNOnononono

[The screen bursts into disjointed barcodes, and a piercing ringing cuts the fit short. A more coherent answer floods the screen, plain white text on a soothing blue background.]

i cant die
theres only one way to help me and thats coming here to be with me
you let her take you away from me
she wants to hurt me she wants to hurt all of you
you knew that you knew that already you knew that before you went away

get rid of her
i dont want to hurt my friend again

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