g4m3-m4st3r

[g4m3-m4st3r]

✨OP HERE AGAIN

SORRY FOR THE SILENCE!!! BUT IM DONE WITH SCHOOL NOW SO I CAN PICK THINGS BACK UP AGAIN MWAHAHAHAHAHA

[g4m3-m4st3r]

[“NOOOOOOOOOOOO”]

-pulls out a frying pan from a pocket dimension-

pipe bombs may not work...but I GOT SOMETHING EVEN BETTER

[ “OKAY NOW THIS IS GETTING TOO FAMILIAR. PUT THAT THING AWAY!!” ]

[g4m3-m4st3r]

✨OP HERE, HEY GUYS IM BACK!! Im gonna be very slow at first because I’m still finishing up my senior HS year, but I’ll be able to actually answer to stuff in the inbox now!!

[g4m3-m4st3r]

To Game Master,

Related to the topic of why you are here, I do know that after you were put offline for the second time, the drone I am assuming you and Unreal meant by "her" has, at least from what I can tell, absorbed your energy. Perhaps that is why you are stuck here? Or at least a factor in why?

From 🌂 Anon

P.S. My apologies if my wording was a bit hard to understand; i do have a bad habit of being too verbose and using run-on sentences.

The rogue remained quiet, turning away.

[“….It’s something I’ve been tryna’ avoid thinking about much. I have the same assumption too after spending some time here.”]

It looked at its hand, eye dilating with a small glitch to it.

[“….It’s definitely something involved with…my…”] Game Master was going to finish the sentence off with the word “death”. But it just wasn’t right to him. There’s no way they could really be dead! They’re right here, no? But….this was no life. They were stuck in one place.

In the corner of information stuck in a limbo.

A data purgatory.

[g4m3-m4st3r]

You may be the game master... but I am invi-

Game Master just stared at the message.

[“WHAT.”]

[g4m3-m4st3r]

...I suppose I got my answer for why the other Rogues wouldn't tell me anything. Alongside the fact they don't exactly care.

....

If something else happens, I'll try to give updates.

I don't like where this is going.

—[Alright. Do, give updates whenever you can. I’ll try to send out some updates too as time passes in this void. I don’t like this either. And I don’t know what’s going on.]—

The connection wavered for a moment, as is responding to some emotional reaction.

—[Im. Super glad I managed to contact at least somebody. Especially you. I would have likely been berated instead by the other three.]— Their slight formality seemed to break.

—[Thank you for breaking the silence for some time.]—

—[….Transmission cut.]—

[g4m3-m4st3r]

-✨️[Uh... hello Game Master, sorry for my... English... well, more or less for the moment, anyway... Out of curiosity, how did your form... "Nightmare" feel? When... uhh... I won't say a name for... certain reasons you have towards... a certain robot.]

[P.S.: Do you prefer to be called Game or Master separately or with a separate nickname?,You are my favorite and I love your design. You really cool.]

[“…..This again….”]

Game Master was quiet for some moments. They’ve fallen into silence before over something similar. It’s like as if to compose themselves.

[“….For my ‘Nightmare’ state in general…so there’s hopefully not much mentions about it after…”]

[“…One, I incredibly dislike it. Hate it. I think a lot of people would assume it’d be enjoyable because of the boost in power. But no. No. Not at all. It’s horrible.”]

[“Overheating and overwhelmed. Thoughts are unclear and difficult to create. I’d…really just follow the previous objective I had in mind before with extreme fixation. I’m not exactly there, if you know what I mean. It feels wrong, I hate it.”]

[“The sense of empowerment and increased strength is there, though like I’ve expressed before…it feels incredibly wrong. Body feels amazingly light. Though at the same time, heavy, and there’s this constant burning sensation.”]

[“I overheat the easiest out of the rest, I’m more at risk for it. I try to keep it under control once I notice temperatures are increasing too much too fast by using cold resources at my disposal or limiting movement. I attempt to end fights immediately once I get the warning that I am.”]

[“Im not a fan of thinking about what happened, though it remains very loud in my mind. I was set up. By her.”]

[“I need her dead.”]

Their clawed hands were now fists. They were clearly enraged thinking about what she did to them. They know it.

They didn’t say anything for a while after that, keeping to themselves in silence.

[g4m3-m4st3r]

Hey GM I just came to see how you were doing! Also, I wonder if that Tricky guy was doing anything right now? 

[“FINALLY, SOMEONE I’M ACTUALLY OKAY TO COMMUNICATE WITH WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT SANDWICHES OR PLUSHIES. Ahem ahem! Could be better. Or could be worse. It probably is already worse. Not sure how. Just a feeling. Still don’t know where I am…or…why?..I’m here?…Actually. I have an idea. But I don’t exactly like what it implies. So I’m just ignoring it for now.”]

[“Oh, that weird anomaly? They’re not here anymore. They honestly just existed for a couple minutes before glitching out of existence like a hologram…”]

[g4m3-m4st3r]

[approaches GameMaster]

[Drops a black wireframe box with a blue and red star-like crystal floating in it]

[Leaves]

...

...

...

[the box fades into invisibility]

(subspace tripmine)

[“…..”]

[“Yeah so I’m just going to avoid that area now. Thank you, I say sarcastically because I KNOW I’ll forget where it’s at oretty quickly. I’ll just have to keep reminding myself about it….wait! I could throw one of the plushies at it!”]

Game Master walked towards the ever-growing pile of plushies, picking out the Shovel Knight plushie, and chucking it at where the Subspace Tripmine was at. The explosive blew up, a pink boom illuminating the immediate area around it. There was a black mark on the “ground” of the void. The plushie? It remained unscathed.

[“….Dammit. Well it was worth a try!”]

[g4m3-m4st3r]

" Hello! I'm coming back again. "

" So uhh . Since I saw someone do it... why not more? "

" And because I don't want you to experience that shit again. "

" So have 50 more comically sized water jugs! "

( - They're placed like those.. what do you call those stacks of plastic cups placed in a wall like shape?? - )

" Y-you don't have to store them all. "

" Thanks :) "

Game Master blinked, pretty astonished.

[“That is. A lot of water. I think I can even refill the pool with these if it ever somehow became empty.”]

[“Thank you????”] The drone didn’t really know what to say.

[g4m3-m4st3r]

✨OP HERE AGAIN….SORRY GUYS I HAVEN’T BEEN GETTING TO ASKS FINALS WEEK JUMPSCARED ME…I PROMISE ILL GET TO ASKS AFTER IM DONE WITH EVERYTHING 😭

the senior highschool year experience

[g4m3-m4st3r]

✨OP HERE!!! FINISHED MY AP RESEARCH PRESENTATION AND ESSAY!!! I CAN START GETTING TO ASKS NOW SOON YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!

[g4m3-m4st3r]

✨Op here again! Will work on some asks soon, just been pretty busy!

[g4m3-m4st3r]

[ ... ]

[ Oh that information does not make it..- --them. happy about this at all. ]

[ There was a pause for a bit too long to be comfortable before the response came through. ]

She's doing something. I don't like it. I despise it. I despise every moment.

I don't think I can handle her myself. Something is going on.

[ - Honestly yall get the jist. LMAO. - ]

— [ I do not either. She had set me up and I went offline for a second time before….getting here. I don’t know, I just appeared in this landscape devoid of anything. I’ve been trying to reach out and eventually got to you. ] —

— [ I’m unsure how long this connection will last. ] —

[g4m3-m4st3r]

[ The message distorted again, pure nonsense, something probably along the lines of frustration but.. not exactly at Game Master. Or maybe it was, hard to tell. ]

¡●°■\》¤..

Something stopped you. From calling in support. I don't know why none of the rogues told me.

Is there any signs so far to fix this? Something should be done.

- Unreal

—[ No. I have not figured out much about my current location. It seems to translate items in messages into objects though, as well as materialize individuals for some moments. ]—

—[ Her. It was her. ]—

[g4m3-m4st3r]

[ Despite not being able to be translated through text, there was a moment of hesitation. Or confusion? Perhaps frustration? Regret? Hard to tell, the next responses seemed to be a bit... distorted, still able to be understood clearly, but perhaps emotions seeped into the tone of it? ]

...Wh.y.?

Why. are you offline? How did... when did... nobody ever told me.

- Unreal

—[ Attempted to face two powerful anomalies at once. Failed to do so due to [[THE BEHEADED]]’s persistence, ability to revive. Began to over….was overpowered by the two and knocked offline. Godotrix fixed me up. I went to go find anomalies again in attempt to fix my mistake. Was going to call in once they were found, but was unable to do so. ]—

[g4m3-m4st3r]

Is this going through? Where are you? [ A message from someone Game Master actually knows... for once, however despite not having much of a major connection, they have not seen them around as of late, and is wondering where they had gone. ] - Yes, this is Unreal

Game Master would immediately recognize who the message was coming from. It was like a click in their head. They stood right up from there they were previously sitting, they having been adjusting the musical device seconds before they received this message. Had adjusting it actually worked?

—[Message has been received. Current location unknown. I had been previously at [COORDINATES] before being turned offline for an unknown amount of time. Environmental details: Massive, grey void that appears to be projecting messages into itself.]—

—[ I am alone.]—

They went straight to the point. No messing around. They had finally gotten in contact with one of the other rouges.