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"Drop her!"
"Make her burn in hell!"
"Let the trash demons eat her up already!"
Wonderful, this is the best way you would want to go out; getting screamed at, and thrown rocks and tomatoes at every angle. You can't even remember how you got into this situation in the first place. After that one trash kid got caught killing his found-father, the police have been going after everyone who seems suspicious of crime, and unfortunately, it was you. You wince in pain as a rock hits you straight on the forehead by an old woman towards your left.
"Die, you thief! Monster!" the lady screamed with that irritating voice of hers.
"Bitch! If I wasn't chained up you would've been my breakfast, lunch, and dinner from how many cakes you've been eating!" You retorted, thrashing in your restraints like a madwoman.
"Enough!" The priest's booming voice echoed through the crowd, making everyone quiet down to hear his words. "You retched trash had tainted the holy land with your filthy actions, and you will not go unpunished! No matter who you are, any law broken shall never go unpunished! Your fate: Death by the Pit!"
Everyone began to roar and cheer for your demise, chanting and raving for you to get dropped down into the abyss. Spit can be seen flying from their mouths, their eyes filled with utter brain-dead energy. Maybe it is better for you to die and get away from this place they call heaven, having to fit in and be happy all of the time. Then, all of the strain in your arms from the tight ropes on your wrist were released, making you feel light as a feather, falling down from grace. The wind was hitting against your baggy white clothes, and you hear less and less of the people's chants. Everything felt so peaceful, so free, so you closed your eyes, thinking about your friends and family, wondering how they're doing, what they're eating without you, as your whole world turned into black...
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"Hmmm Hmm HMMM! Going to get some scraps and bolts for the one and only TRASH BEAST! TRASH BEAST!" A man danced and leaped around all of the garbage, not having a care in the world that there was a trash beast coming in his direction.
"Woah there!" He jumped straight into the air after a trash beast came down head first with killing intent. He let out an ugly chuckle, a smirk forming on his face.
"Damn, someone is eager to get a taste of me." He took out his claws, ready to tear the monster into pieces, until he heard something drop with a sickening thud within the pile of junk.
"The fuck?.." he muttered, immediately getting distracted. That was a bad decision on his part, as he was thrashed across the ground by the trash beast. He let out a groan (or maybe a moan), before licking his lips. His nose was bleeding, not from the hit, but the air.
"Ugh... I would love to stay longer and fight you, beautiful thang, but I got a new task to take care of." In a flash, he dissected the monster with no hesitation, and all of the metal pieces fell down, creating harsh thuds to the ground with dust filling his nostrils, and god he loves the sting. He made his way towards the original sound of something, or someone, falling. Just what he expected, it was a person, a sphereite!
"Holy shiiit..." his hands went to his head with surprise, then he crouched down to their chest, and he was even more surprised because they're alive! Or She, he, truck, doesn't matter to him. He grabbed the unconscious sphereite with low effort, his face filled with pure delight. "Hehehe! Jabber Wonder has found himself treasure in a pile of shit! Zodyl would be proud of me! HAHAHA- SHIT!"
Another trash beast came after him because of his loud mouth, and he barely dodged out of the way from its jaws. It was either he became food or succumbed to the poisonous air, and he would rather live than do that. So he dipped back to the lair to get this gal conscious again.
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Everything hurts like hell. Your vision blurred from the harsh lighting in the room, making you instinctively cover your eyes. It felt like a hammer was pounding a nail into your skull, and your stomach felt sick... nauseous. You were about to puke.
“BLEEUUGGHHH!” Your lunch mixed with your blood lurched from your mouth, making your throat sting and your eyes water. You couldn’t help but shudder, and spit out the chunks of the rest of the vomit from your mouth. “Ugh… ew…” you slurred your words, wiping your mouth before your eyes finally adjusted to the foreign room. It was eerie, the shelves were filled with many types of bottles ranging from prescription bottles to actual fantasy like potions. You scratch your head, questions and answers going through your head like two like two people playing ping pong. Where are you? In a room dumbass. Can you get out? You got up from the bed, only to realize that your clothes were missing, specifically your sphereite clothes were now replaced with a rag pretending to be a dress. You went to the metal door, only to realize that it was locked. Great. Is there at least ventilation because there were no windows? You looked up in the corners, and down below. Only one vent could be seen in the bottom corner of the room near the door, and it was not big enough for you to squeeze in to. You didn’t have to wait long, though, as the door opened with a soft click and a creak. You stepped back, your body tensed and ready to protect yourself, but instead you see a girl with short blue hair and muscular arms staring at you.
“You’re awake.” She said, her dull eyes staring deep into your soul. Her eyes then glanced at the vomit on the floor before completely ignoring it. “Come. You are needed elsewhere.”
The woman walked off into the hallway, expecting you to follow, so you hesitantly walked out of the room you were just in. Lights flickered above you did little to light up the ominous hallway. Your stomach begins to feel queasy as you analyze every pipe, dirty floors, and the door that is all the way down the hall. You hesitate, and you think to yourself, “Can I book it towards that door? I don’t even know if that’s the exit…”
You did it anyway, sprinting away from the stranger with all of your stamina! And you think you’re going to make it, but a portal formed below your feet. “What the— WOAH!” You teleported, planting face first on the ground and in front of the stranger’s feet.
“You’re not a smart one, aren’t you?” She said nonchalantly, making you irritated by her calm tone.
“What the hell was that?..” You groaned, looking up at the girl, only to see her hand raised to strike.
“Night night.”
WHACK!
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“Aughh! What’s taking Cthoni so long?!”
“Aughh! What’s taking Cthoni and the Boss so long?! Ain't no way she's taking her sweet time bringing that sack of potatoes here!”
"So impatient, that one... when will Jabber have any decorum here?" Bundus sighed, shaking his head like a disappointed dad, leaning against the wall.
"You give him too much grace if you think shame still lives in that smooth brain of his." Noedre was sitting down, brushing her hair with her eyes closed, seemingly not in the mood to be in this meeting in the first place.
"HEY! I'm not deaf, I can hear you, jackasses!" Jabber exclaimed, pointing his finger at both of them while rocking in the chair, almost falling off.
Everyone (AKA Jabber) quieted down when the door opened, revealing Cthoni with you unconscious in toe, dropping your body in the middle of the room. They all stared at you, then looked up at Cthoni.
“W-What happened to her?” Fu asked, his stammer apparent in his voice, and could only shrug her shoulders.
“The fuck, man?! She looks like she got hit by a club hammer,” he jumped from his seat, crouching down next to you before slapping your face, “Hey! Get up! Get up get up get up…” He got impatient quickly, groaning and rolling his eyes. Jabber took out his right claws, injecting you with a drug on your neck, and in an instant you took a deep breath with wide eyes. You sat up, hastily looking around to see very dangerous people, and one crazy man in front of you.
“Heyy sleepy head, how ya doin–KRRCH!” You punched Jabber right in the face, making him stumble back onto the ground, his legs flailing in the air. “Nigga DAYUM!” he screeched before sitting back up to stare straight at you, a dark grin forming on his face. “Do it again Sphereite…”
“Youre a fucking weirdo!” You screamed, grimacing away from his heaving breathing.
“Silence.”
Everyone turned to the back of the room, their expressions turning serious, paying attention to the man with a powerful aura. His dark hair with white sideburns, dark eyes, and pale skin, made your breathing become heavy. Your hands started to tremble, the feeling of dread filled your body. This is dangerous, and you wanted to leave.
“So,” he pointed straight at you, “a boring sphereite came down from heaven, and is now here with dirty trash… it’s rare to see someone of your status survive the Forbidden Zone, and you can thank Jabber for that.”
A cheeky smile formed on Jabber’s face.
“I’m going to be honest with you, sphereite, you will die if you do not comply with my orders: you will work with us, you will die for us, and you kill for us. Sphereites are a stain to us, no matter if you’re a man, woman, or child. Jabber will watch and train you from now to the near future. You may never leave anywhere but 30 feet from Jabber, or you will die.”
“Cthoni.” He called.
“Yes.” She answered, walking towards Zodyl.
“You are needed elsewhere.” With that, she and the boss went through the portal somewhere unknown. Everyone started to disperse to their own rooms and places, leaving you with a weirdo still sitting next to you on the floor. He placed his hand on your shoulder, looked up at you with his cheeks sucked in and a stupid smirk.
“Hey~.”
You’re so fucked.