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[forsaken-fates]

A package is sent to Two Time.

It's a rusty stand for their knife, with some blood splatters and multiple Spawn symbol carved on it.

There's also a note:

"For Two Time:

'May the God Spawn of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.' - Romans 15:13

-Confession Booth Anon"

>[...]

>[Two Time sighed. They really didn't want to...]

>[... No, no they shouldn't.]

>[The cultist walked back inside their cabin and placed the stand on a bookshelf. Their ritual knife laid there, untouched. Slowly, they held onto the handle of the knife and placed it on the stand.]

>[...]

>[They weren't gonna touch that thing for a few days.]

[3/3]

[Nightshade Field Magic: Completed!]

[forsaken-fates]

Hello sur vivors

Gifts. Fo r you al l

T a k e .

- 🎁 anon

[the note, seemingly from the anon that constantly offers gifts, though something seemed off]

[Elliot recieves.... An undentifyable chunk of meat, atleast its fresh still?]

[007n7 recieves.... A sunflower seed planted in a pot, or atleast its labelled a sunflower, god knows whats actually in it]

[shedletsky recieves... A weird shape beyond comprehension, does it have a name? No. Can you name it? Probably not.... Oh, and a bottle of rust remover, maybe for that screwdriver]

[guest receives... A casset tape, a "do not play" is taped to it. It also comes with a casset player, how thoughtful!]

[chance recieves... Oh, this one's normal, a crystal dice set, cool!]

[two time recieves... Christmas.... ornaments?? Merry christmas?]

>[Elliot looked at the meat. It was surprisingly in good quality. Not that much blood, not that bad of a smell, and it was cold.]

"Where'd you get this? This looks great."

>[He opened up the door to the walk-in freezer and placed the meat in a container along with the rest. Meat hooks lined the ceiling, so the pizza boy had to duck down whenever he walked past them.]

>[007n7 stared at the flowerpot. Looking out the window, the taquitos from the previous magic were slowly disappearing since it had stopped. His garden was still okay, so that was a relief.]

>[He should probably just leave the pot in the kitchen. It was safer. He didn't know if this actually was going to be a sunflower, but hey, so far these Anons haven't tricked him too badly yet.]

[1/1]

[Polygot Magic: Completed!]

>[Shedletsky stared at the shape. This was something this anon wouldn't give so casually. Atleast the rust remover was helpful.]

"I'll uh... hold onto these. Thank you."

>[Guest looked at the tape and the tape player. It said not to play it but...]

>[Nope. He wasn't gonna become the first one to die in a horror movie. Not today.]

>[Guest put the tape and the cassette player on top of his bookshelf. Maybe some other time.]

>[Chance's eyes sparkled as he saw the dice set. He giggled before running to his office, opening the shelf under his desk and putting the set inside for safe keeping.]

"I love it! Thanks, man!"

>[And finally...]

>[...]

>[Two Time held up the ornaments by the moonlight, their wings stretching on the ground as they were still lying on the field of nightshades.]

>[They were beautiful...]

"I'll use these for my cabin. Thank you."

[1/3]

[forsaken-fates]

throws a banana at someone (unpeeled)

>[Elliot caught the banana, staring at it.]

"... Thanks, I guess. You didn't have to throw it but..."

>[He unpeels the banana. No bruises or uncomfortably moist spots.]

>[Elliot eats it. It wasn't the same as meat, but it'll do. He was getting tired of it.]

[forsaken-fates]

Huah? Oh yeah the Laptop

I kinda forgot about it...

What's in the laptop if Builderman is going snippers over it?

-SnipyCrab

To Shedletsky

"... Hey, yeah. You're right. I didn't check that..."

>[Shedletsky walked over to the laptop and turned it on. It looked the same since the last time he used it himself. Except now, it was open to some sort of a...]

>[CCTV footage.]

>[Of someone who almost looked similar to Builderman before becoming a killer.]

>[With some sort of a corrupt code surrounding him...]

"... What?"

>[The computer immediately bluescreens. Another reset.]

>[Damn it.]

[forsaken-fates]

For Chance:

KA-BLOOMEY!

*Explodes into a bloody mist.*

"WAH--!"

>[Chance doesn't have time to react before specks of blood fly to his face.]

"... Eww...!"

[forsaken-fates]

Where did that one gift anon (and the others) go? I realised none of them had shown up in a while now

>[They probably got bored of their little playthings :3]

[forsaken-fates]

To Spectre!:

"RAHH LET ME THE FUCK IN! I SWEAR TO GOD, I'LL BRING MY BOYFRIEND TO BRING YOU TO THE FUCKING ABYSS-"

More angry words and threats (that probably can't work)

Sincerely @theorizer-anon ~ </3

>[THE SPECTRE DOESN'T GET THE LETTERS, I DO! SO STOP YELLING AT ME, YOU NOSY ASS TROGLODYTE DX<]

[forsaken-fates]

>[Dear ATTA !!]

>[Sincerely, the gameshow :)]

Hm

Observing where lore stands

So much undiscovered lore

I have seen new lore

Yet I'm not a theorizer

Not anymore

I request of you to look into a special blog

@forsaken-fates

-A.T.T.A

Anon That Thinks Alot

...Lil fucker..

Sure.

[forsaken-fates]

Yeahh.... Feels kinda far Shedletsky...

Hmmm.....

Hey you know anything about what happened before he disappeared?

-SnipyCrab

"Some Anon asked us about something, and I wanted to ask Builderman the same question before noticing how he was crashing out over the... laptop..."

>[It was still on the ground, surrounded by a bunch of snacks and gifts from the other previous visitors. Waiting....]

"And then he told me to get him the TV, and I don't know why, but I told him not to. We started fighting and then I flew off to the hiding spot from last time before coming back here."

>[Shedletsky groans, lightly hitting his head on the railings.]

"Dumbass... fucking... stupid..."

[forsaken-fates]

take this bean baby mr… it will help you on your many journeys

"Is... Is that Mr. Bean as a baby??"

>[Chance seemed uncomfortable.]

[forsaken-fates]

>[Out of instinct, Builderman quickly backed away from the killer. A pulsing sound of energy came from his arm. From an outsider, it looked like it was about to fall apart. It wasn't until Builderman held it up defensively in front of John, revealing a gun barrel where his hand was supposed to be.]

"Yeah. Yes, I can- I can understand that very well."

>[My goodness, he was a lot scarier now that Builderman saw him again after a few... days? weeks? Who cares. Time was weird.]

>[His face, which turned out to be a screen, buffered for a moment before glitching. Builderman hissed in pain, still trying to keep his gun steady with his other hand.]

"Ow. Fuck."

>[... Yeah, no, he's lost.]

>[He was so lost.] [How long has he been walking for...?]

>[Builderman only meant to find the other version of himself, but he got completely sidetracked. He didn't mean to scare Shedletsky like that and leave him alone...]

>[He hoped he was okay.]

>[Now, where is he?]

>[... Oh.]

>[Is that John?]

"Err... Hello?"

( @forsaken-fates )(builderman)

"Well hello there, David." -> John smiled, clasping his hands together. One hand was... Disgustingly large, unrealistically large. Blackened and looked like it was made of stone, said "stone" trailed up that arm, ending at his shoulder. -> He sounded so... Polite, pleasant, but the look in his eyes. Or well, eye, said something completely different.

[forsaken-fates]

please help

>[I have my own work to do. Sorry !!]

[forsaken-fates]

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Interesting...

Let the Investigation begin.

From afar as we stand

It's likely a newcomer will come

But we will stay as is for now

-A.T.T.A

Anon That Thinks Alot

>[You are far from the answers, I'm afraid.]

>[Just try to answer them. They're really fun :3]

[forsaken-fates]

Just a fun thing I noticed. All the character in the banner for the blog have some kind of funky shit with their eyes, majority of which have their eyes/face covered in some way

Idk just thought it was a cool thing that I'm only now noticing for some reason

>[It watches all.]

[forsaken-fates]

Hey Shedletsky!

Are we ever going to rescue Builderman?

I kinda miss him

"H-he'll come back. I'm sure of it. He couldn't have ran off that far. The Spectre won't let us, anyway."

>[... He couln't have left him behind.]

[forsaken-fates]

.....I bestow my magic apon thee....

...3 asks.....a field of Nightshades to relax in....

...not to harm or poison but to relax in with The Nightshades request....

-NightSkin

>[Two Time stepped out from their cabin and noticed a field of nightshades had grown on around it. They slowly stepped outside and into the field. There didn't... feel high. Nor were they feeling any side effects from these flowers.]

"..."

>[Two Time slowly moved to sit on the field before eventually laying down on the ground.]

[0/3]

[10/10]

[Music Magic: Completed!]

[forsaken-fates]

To recall a hollow heart

From who I was to now

So much has changed

Differences will be vast

But goal is the same

To recall who we once were

To reinforce what little we know

To invite new members to who we talk to

New members will be found

He must be found first

They will assist as They now know

That Reality hopper is a gateway to the next Survivor as we all talk to them

-A.T.T.A

Anon That Thinks Alot

>[I like you!]