Chapter Text
She sat on the carpet of her abyssal room blankly. She’d lived here longer than she personally had ever remembered, not that it was her concern truly – a home is still a home. She moved off from the cold carpet floor to her humble, grey, birch table in which her computer stood atop and plugged into a phantom socket in the endless white. She took a moment to read through the logs, before then going over to BUN-BUN.
(Jump) “waiting for something to happen?”
And then she performed one final check-up, specifically on the candle hanging from the ceiling. The wax itself seems eternal and the black flame flickering appears small. She looks into the flame, its pitch black. Good everything appears to be running as usual.
CLICK
She meanders around the fishing hooks scattered across the void and finds the white bat on the ground, picking it up. She doesn’t bother to walk the full way back to the centre, instead touching one of the nearby hooks and letting it drag her back.
She walks over to the trapdoor in the bottom left corner of her room and opens it, walking down into the colourful room below.
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she enters the room, which spouts a few board games on the floor and decorative plants.
Basil is stood in front of a broken plant pot, a ball is deflated among the wreckage. Hero is gathering pieces and arranging them. The room is a blend of green and violet with faint accents of rose on the outlines. There are beds in the room corners and a few small cupboards that are probably bigger on the inside than their exterior.
Basil: please can you stop dropping your stuff Kel, you keep breaking my plant pots.
Kel: “oh yeah... sorry, I didn’t mean to break anything”
Basil: “it’s fine, just please don’t do it again”
Hero: “we could try fix this one Basil, we have enough glue left-over from when we did paper mache last week.”
Kel: “I’ll help too!”
Basil: “oh Constance, we didn’t see you there.”
Kel: “can you uh, help us fix this?”
She nods, performing some sort of casual bow, which gets a laugh out of Kel.
Kel: “always so serious ‘your majesty’.”
The rude jest forces a laugh out of Hero and Basil, but Constance maintains her cliff-faced appearance.
Hero: “Actually maybe we should fix that plant pot later, Sunny and Mari invited us for a picnic.”
Everyone nods.
Hero: “So Constance, ready to head out?”
She nods. The party arrange themselves, Constance at the front, Basil behind, then Hero, then finally Kel at the back. Then they walk up to the side door of the room and open it, leading out into the Vast Desert or was it Dessert, idk. Eventually they reach the central Picnic oasis – the land surrounding the juice was perfectly flat so everyone had nicknamed it that, flatland makes for comfortable blankets, though using pillows to level the ground does go decently well (so long as they use a blanket both above and below the pillows for the sake of keeping them clean)
Mari: Hi everyone, good to see you all!
Sunny waves shyly in tandem with his sister. His colours stick out like a sore thumb amongst the group if not for the monochrome of his appearance been shared with Constance.
Mari: “help yourselves to the sandwiches everyone, there’s more than enough for everyone.”
Kel: these (non) are (nom) so (munch) good.
Constance shoots a glare that screams “if you get crumbs on me you’re dead”.
Mari: “so, little brother didn’t you want to show us all your sketchbook?”
Sunny nods
Sunny: “uh... yeah…”
Kel pushes to get a better look as everyone gathers around the sketchbook, Constance trips him with the edge of her foot, forcing a backwards fall.
Basil: “Kel, are you okay?”
Kel: “yeah, nothing serious.”
Hero: “you need to be more careful and not push next time Kel, what it someone got hurt.”
Mari: “hehe Hero look at you been all responsible and stuff, that’s what I like about you hehehe.”
Sunny opens the sketchbook, inside are various portraits of various moments spent together.
Basil: wow these are really good sunny? I usually use my camera but these… well there’s something special about portraits.”
Sunny: “Don’t... give me all the credit, sometimes Mari steals my sketchbook.”
Mari: “only sometimes. Besides I’m not as good”
Everyone laughs.
Basil: “so how do you even get these so detailed so quick?”
Kel: “yeah how?”
Sunny: “…”
Hero: “I’m curious too.”
Mari: “come on little bro tell us, tell us!”
Sunny: “… fine. uh... why don’t you all come over to my studio. I’ll show you there.”
Everyone nods. Sunny joins the party, specifically right behind Constance. Sunny blushes, Constance does not.
They go west past the playground, a few canvases are on the ground. A cat walks across them.
Sunny: … “please… uh get away kitty. Don’t trample my… supplies.”
Basil: “its alright sunny, we can handle this.”
Kel: “yeah”
Hero: “you already know how to fight, right Constance?”
SKIP COMBAT TUTORIAL??
[YES] <-- NO
Hero: “alright.”
Basil, draws his garden sheers, Constance draws her bat, Hero readies his spatula, and Kel stands with his ball at the ready.
Constance and her friends make quick work out of the poor kitty… but gained some xp. With that over they proceed past the next bend of the path… and are forced to beat up 2 more innocent kittens… [you may press F to pay respects]. Also the party’s LV increased. And Constance learned Power-Hit.
Then they proceed to Sunny’s studio. The exterior resembles a pristine white hop hat, with grey stripes.
Sunny: ready to head on in?
Kel: yeah
Hero: yeah
Basil: yeah
They enter the art studio, inside are various paint supplies, canvases, sketching pencils. There is a bed in the corner that has a few light blue paint stains but not very deep. And the floor itself is a bit of a collage of different painted tiles.
Kel: “so you gonna show us? Show us how you paint and draw so quick!! go on!!”
Sunny: “uh… uh okay”
Basil: “you don’t have to right away sunny, it is your art.”
Hero: “Basil’s right, believe in yourself a little more”
Sunny: “okay, I’ll get my sketchbook ready.”
Sunny reaches for his sketchbook… something falls out of the pages, a smaller sketch, one that only Sunny sees before uttering as follows
Sunny: “big sis, she’s…?-”
A shadow appears behind Sunny, his eyes turning an unsettling red for a second.
Everything starts to blue out a bit, before fading like a weird hazy mist.
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Constance reappears in Blanche space…
She takes a moment to sit and compose herself… after all there’s always a way out.
She detaches the candle from its string on the ceiling and carefully very carefully deposits the candle atop her table. Then without second thought she ties the noose and…
SNAP!!
Constance’s body hangs limp in the air of Blanche space for a second. It's slow, its agonizing, Not the fastest way to go but she wasn’t going to bludgeon herself, sometimes she thinks it’d be better if she had a knife like the one sunny sometimes uses to carve models occasionally.
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A young girl sits alone in her room asleep, what is her name?
A name has already been chosen...
AUBREY.