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Violet seemed to think for a moment. They didn't really taste like something people would normally eat, so she came up with her best answer.

"Inky Calamari, I guess."

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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Violet shrugged, taking another bite. After the change, these things had begun to look..appetizing, so she's been living off of them.

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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"Huh..."

She tilted her head slightly, before turning her attention back to Kay.

"So, uh, want a bite?"

She asked, holding out the Squibble.

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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Giving Kay a calculating look, she shrugged.

"Huh...well, that's interesting. You weren't an experiment?"

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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Violet tilted her head, fascinated by the face under the helmet. Her face looked...like almost that of a scientist..? No, that wasn't possible. She couldn't have been human...

"Wow, for a second I thought you were human, but now I see. You're...something else entirely."

She leaned in uncomfortably close, studying Kay's face much like a human scientist would...weird.

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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She looked down at Kay, the soft smile still on her face as she spoke.

"The name's Violet. I was-"

She paused, considering how much to reveal.

"I changed not too long ago. Probably only a few weeks."

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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Standing up and dragging the Squibble by the tentacles, she walked up to Kay, her mouth covered in inky black substance. Despite the general easily misinterpreted look, she didn't seem intent on harming Kay.

"Oh, um...well, it's nice to meet you..!"

She said with a soft smile, wiping her mouth.

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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(I have a picture and bio in my intro post!)

She shook her head, her expression -- and eyes, despite having slit pupils -- unsettlingly human for an entity.

"No, I won't...I find the concept rather...blech."

She stuck out her tongue for emphasis.

Deep within the blacksite, a slightly tall female figure sat cross-legged against the wall of one of the blacked-out rooms, eating...something. The darkness made it difficult to tell what.

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Sam walked past the room, not wanting to interact much. He wasn't in the greatest mindset currently.

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Standing up, she made her way over to the doorway, in better light. Dragged behind her was a half-eaten Squibble, and her mouth was covered in inky-like substance.

"It's, um...been a while since I've seen an expendable."

Deep within the blacksite, a slightly tall female figure sat cross-legged against the wall of one of the blacked-out rooms, eating...something. The darkness made it difficult to tell what.

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Sam walked past the room, not wanting to interact much. He wasn't in the greatest mindset currently.

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Glancing up from her squibble, she did something most entities didn't do around the blacksite. She spoke.

"U-um, hello, there..."

Deep within the blacksite, a slightly tall female figure sat cross-legged against the wall of one of the blacked-out rooms, eating...something. The darkness made it difficult to tell what.

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Sam walked past the room, not wanting to interact much. He wasn't in the greatest mindset currently.

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She looked up. As vision in the darkness adjusted, it was clear that she wasn't eating any sort of expendable or human. instead, it seemed just to be a squibble.

"Hmm..? Who are you?"

She asked, peering from the dark corner.

It was a dark, dank whatever-time-of-day-it-was in the blacksite, the corridors being primarily blacked out in the area. In one of said rooms, a figure, a little taller than average, sat against a wall, eating...something. It was difficult to tell in the darkness.

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*she slowly walked into the room, but once she saw the figure she slowly backed up into the doorway, terrified*

*she stared for a moment before deciding to just, walk around, glancing back at the figure every once in a while, just in case it moved at her*

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Looking up from her meal, The Broken noticed to figure walking past, but didn't pay much heed. Expendables brought nothing but trouble for her. It was best not to interact.

Deep within the blacksite, a slightly tall female figure sat cross-legged against the wall of one of the blacked-out rooms, eating...something. The darkness made it difficult to tell what.

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Sam walked past the room, not wanting to interact much. He wasn't in the greatest mindset currently.

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All during this series of events, she's confused for a good twelve seconds. After it happens, she blinks a few times, glancing at the railgun

"The FUCK is that?!"

In the dark corridors of the complex, was a girl. She didn't look a day over 22, but nervousness was written all over her face and body language as she made her way slowly, steadily along. She was cautious, ready to run at a moment's notice if there was an angler or something else.

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*A camera watches she slide around slowly around the facility, observing her*

*A turret lowers in the next room, aiming straight st the door*

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And then the dim lights gave a very distinctive flicker.

"Shit."

The girl cursed under her breath, rushing over to a locker. Just as the angler passed, she opened the doors. Void mass. Of course. She started to scream, but was abruptly cut off when she was pulled into the locker by the slimy black tentacles.

It was one of those particularly dark, dank nights in the blacksite. IT seemed that parasites grew everywhere, and the constant flow of anglers didn't help.

In the depths, a girl, not looking a day over 22, made her way cautiously throughout the corridors, flashlight in hand- well, claw. She was still figuring this stuff out.

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//ooc: sorry for not responding to any other asks! My blog was being weird for a bit

Casey. Who was also in the blacksite was making a small camp in a safe room. Though she only had to be wary of wall dwellers. As long as she was able to be avoid being in the lane of sight for the Anglers.

She was golden. She was using some pillows she gathered from the office rooms while also using her lamp to make a small dim light so she can see what she was doing.

Humming to herself as she was making her makeshift bed, It's been a while since she's slept.. she needs the sleep anyways. She's been getting dizzy spells lately.