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Salem reaches a hand behind her head to scratch at her neck, squinting almost sheepishly. Yeah, she supposed that sounds about right? It was hard to tell sometimes. Sometimes it'll feel a lot longer to her and then it turns out it was a few weeks for the little critters in her office. Vice versa on other occasions.

"Yeeeessss? Uh... dont... know what I missed. I wasn't paying attention. Blehh...?"

With a ruffle of her feathers she turned behind herself, staring around for a moment.

"I hope this place hasn't fallen to absolute shit."

"Huhhhhh...? Wuhhhh?"

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"Woaaahg,,, Hot...,,,."

"I dont uhh... know what's been going on. I've been playing dressed to impress."

"For"

"Uhh.."

"....Your character time still confuses me. I don't know how long I've been playing roblox in comparison to ya."

"🤷‍♀️"

"Huhhhhh...? Wuhhhh?"

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"Huhhhhh...? Wuhhhh?"

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"Uhmn... No... I dun think it wanted to fuck with me after that. I bet it saw my. My murder eyes. Yeaaah."

He snickered- probably better to let the little guy think they were scary and just not too substantial of a target.

"I heard Seven told me she saw a monster in the mirror I guess...? But I went up and threw a rock at it and nothing came out of the glass, so I think she was lying."

He pondered for a moment, furrowing their little brows.

"Pixel hasn't come over in a while, HAS she? I wonder why her momma won't bring her over eithah.."

He pursed his lip, probably trying to decide if that was the truth or not.. This isn't the little guy's first rodeo at this point. Shit like this happens in the office all the time. The fear doesn't go away though.

After a long moment of hesitation, coda stepped forward, flicking their pocket knife back down and stuffing it in their pants pocket.

"Uhm.... Okay... Okay, good..."

They took in a small breath, calming himself as well. At least it was already taken care of.... supposedly.

"I... I don't know... Pixel can shift a little bit, but I think you'd know... she always kinda uhm. Stays pink."

Another breath, a gentle tremble of his hands. He really didn't want to think about what would have happened if that was Pixel...

"I dont think ive... seen any shape shifty sruffs but.. i saw something weird when I was playing in the warehouse..."

They look up to their father as if admitting that would get him in trouble. But it's better to be honest right now, they decided.

"It was like... a face... I think. It just stood there, but it was like.. breathing. I know it was breathing. I didn't like it, so I threw a big fucken' stapler at it and it like. Became glitchy and disappeared...?"

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He swallowed thickly in his throat, a bitter taste of familiar fear sticking to his tongue. Just like herding sheep the man walked backwards as he was approached.

He finally lifted his hands.

"<What do you want from me? Money? I don't have any okay?!>"

He paused, similar to someone saying "uh" to stall for time to figure out what to say.

"<Why... do you need to get to Narry..? You shouldn't do this..>"

"Hey Stanley." A voice drawled behind the protagonist, familiar and dripping with false friendliness. Rex stood, arms crossed, blocking the path to the door. "Been a while, huh? I thought I'd never catch you here."

The man had foolishly returned to try and grab some items from his old office. It's surprising that it hadn't gotten absolutely raided... Of course a couple things had gotten snatched it seemed, including his spare pack of double As... He thought he could maybe slip in to find some of his old tapes to watch though...

He flinched at the sound of the voice. The familiar crawl that came from the other's throat. He didn't need to look in order to know who he was, but he stared like a deer in headlights regardless, too frightened to begin to lift his hands to sign.

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"Hey Stanley." A voice drawled behind the protagonist, familiar and dripping with false friendliness. Rex stood, arms crossed, blocking the path to the door. "Been a while, huh? I thought I'd never catch you here."

The man had foolishly returned to try and grab some items from his old office. It's surprising that it hadn't gotten absolutely raided... Of course a couple things had gotten snatched it seemed, including his spare pack of double As... He thought he could maybe slip in to find some of his old tapes to watch though...

He flinched at the sound of the voice. The familiar crawl that came from the other's throat. He didn't need to look in order to know who he was, but he stared like a deer in headlights regardless, too frightened to begin to lift his hands to sign.

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Is Stanley still around? And if so, is he able to be tracked down?

He isss, But he's trying to stay away from the others because of how many times coda has fucking stabbed him. You could totally find him because he keeps foolishly coming back to office 427 to grab things ;)

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One night Mo-Mo had gotten just a bit desperate for food. Batteries had suddenly completely vanished from the office, and the discomfort was driving them crazy. They felt drained too from the lack of energy- and human food was never a good idea...

So she had transferred to another screen- it was a pc in the middle of the open, but it was enough leverage to try and pull apart the copy machine from here. If it was quick enough it can take some electricity from the copper wires.

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In the beginning of Mo-Mo's stay inside of Malachi's computer, it's broadcasts were rather cheery. It never seemed to try to bother the other- The only thing it would really do was sometimes wake him in the middle of the night. It wasn't able to do much during the day afterall, so sometimes it got lonely during the night. But as time went on, the apparition was struggling to find the batteries it needed. It wasn't going to die or anything, but... It was rather uncomfortable struggling to find something to eat. It tried some of the more conventional foods in the cafeteria when it had access, but it found that those things just... made it sick.

So it's broadcasts seemed to get a bit...

Unsavory.

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"WHAT'S THAT FUCKING NOISE"

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Momo can play any cartoon or TV channel that you could think of, but it prefers to play it's own little program. It's more comfortable and natural to it. Although it doesn't intend it, the show can contain some unsettling content. This also depends on the mood it's in during the broadcast. The main character, Bucky, who is usually a bright character, could sometimes be seen dark and monochrome, maybe even black and white, if MoMo is in a bad mood or frightened, or hasn't eaten in a little while. The facial features could even warp in the show, or not be present at all, displaying a blank face.

The cartoon it plays has a pretty average plot about cowboys and usually ers on the side of it being silly adventures like untying people tied to train tracks or stopping the local town bandits from robbing the tavern.

Sometimes though it doesn't end peacefully.

Sometimes Bucky has to draw her pistol

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"Is M4lly t0-o young to see g-○re in my tevie sho-w?"

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Salem in her little room away from it all was tucked in her bed In a sort of perching position. Her arms had tucked quietly around her gut, a queasy look on her face as those silky black wings tucked in on herself.

For some reason, she hasn't really been feeling that great lately. She tried to chalk it up to something she ate, or just some weird bug, but it didn't make the feeling subside.

She really just thinks a nice, really long nap will fix it.

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kissing mono on the cheek <3

Mono seemed to flinch away, his mask flickering between the black and white monochrome colors. It was rather unexpected, and this follower definitely did not ask him.

"D○n't let my Ram see y○u d○ing that-! She'll wrip y○u apart-!"

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Shapeshifter who gets horribly grotesque and mutilated when flustered

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"Are the--y gunna kill me 0ver batt---eries?"

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He pursed his lip, probably trying to decide if that was the truth or not.. This isn't the little guy's first rodeo at this point. Shit like this happens in the office all the time. The fear doesn't go away though.

After a long moment of hesitation, coda stepped forward, flicking their pocket knife back down and stuffing it in their pants pocket.

"Uhm.... Okay... Okay, good..."

They took in a small breath, calming himself as well. At least it was already taken care of.... supposedly.

"I... I don't know... Pixel can shift a little bit, but I think you'd know... she always kinda uhm. Stays pink."

Another breath, a gentle tremble of his hands. He really didn't want to think about what would have happened if that was Pixel...

"I dont think ive... seen any shape shifty sruffs but.. i saw something weird when I was playing in the warehouse..."

They look up to their father as if admitting that would get him in trouble. But it's better to be honest right now, they decided.

"It was like... a face... I think. It just stood there, but it was like.. breathing. I know it was breathing. I didn't like it, so I threw a big fucken' stapler at it and it like. Became glitchy and disappeared...?"

"Why should I do that when ur the one who barged into my room after whateva the fuck THAT was-?!"

They barked disobediently, knife getting clutched a bit tighter in their little bits. They were definitely on edge, their little eyes glowing just faintly in that darkness.

"Why was Seven screamin' like that..-?! Why are you checking on me first insteada her-?!"

If it was a mimic, it was practically perfect compared to the last one...