SHIFT Meme

[strangerpeople]

SHIFT MEME





WELCOME! There's been a lot of SHIFTing in this round, hasn't there? What if you were SHIFTed into another round, or another version of this round, or even one of the rounds in R7's backstory? Or....maybe somewhere else entirely??

Look no further than here! So sit back, tap into the morphogenetic field, and come on down! Your characters are the next contestants on...on wherever they end up! Oh boy!

1. The Ship of Blood Well, this one is familiar at least! But...who are all these people with you? Is that one of the Spardas? Wait-who's that guy with the fedora? You mean there are timelines where there are more rounds!? BOOOOOOOO! 2. The Home of Happiness and Horror Oh great, you're in Denton, Aka a soundstage where you are forced to kill one another in front of a live worldwide audience. Oh, and said audience gets a vote in who dies. Oh, and in some timelines, you randomly start singing! Or...wear full body costumes. It's weird. 3. ??? The Meme is ever-present. The Meme will not be contained. The multiversal clusters are vast and infinite. Perhaps you SHIFT into a previous game. Perhaps you SHIFT into a game as yet known. Or perhaps it is happening right now. Who knows, now...and what fate awaits you...?

Comments

Gonna say this right now: Poor Hermes.

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[Hermes had been feeling... off. The motive really had no effect on him. Hermes scratches at the camouflaged gauze covering up his legs.

And then he scratches at it some more.

...Gods, he wants to punch something so badly. Why? Why does he want to? He feels so restless, so... so aggressive. He chucks the controller he's holding at the TV screen and then wanders off with a huff. Maybe he'll just head to the training room and punch some of the dummies there. He climbs up a set of stairs and pauses upon seeing Akane.]

[...Hermes could punch her. He could... She's closer than the dummies are. She's...]

[Hermes shakes his screenface, gripping the side edge of it after.]

Oh no

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[She sees him as he comes over, comes closer, but more importantly she sees that he seems distressed. So she comes closer.]

Hermes? Are you okay?

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[Hermes startles a little. He didn't even see her approach!]

I'm fine... I'm fine.

[Hermes can feel his claws tense up. It would be so easy to claw her...]

What... what are you doing up...?

[Hermes scratches his front leg.]

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I... couldn't sleep, that's all. I've been worried. I guess that's not a problem you have to worry about, right?

[As a joke its weak, but, well, an attempt was made.]

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[Hermes scratches his front leg again and starts fidgeting in place. Not after Akane's been so nice to him. Not after, not after...]

[...]

Huh...? Oh...

[Hold on, Hermes heard the question. He just has to remember that it is while he scratches his front leg again.]

Oh! Yeah, I... I don't need to sleep. You wanna... do... something...? Or...

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Huh? Like what? Did you have something in mind?

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[...The metalworking room has some dangerous equipment he can use.]

Wanna go make something? WeCanUseTheWorkshop!

[Hermes scratches at his front leg. Come on, please not now.]

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[She's a little puzzled by the suggestion, but she's game, and after one more concerned look she turns to walk with him in that direction.

Yeah, okay. What did you want to make, though?

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[Hermes scratches at his front leg a bit before following, taking careful steps so as to attempt to lower the amount of aggressiveness he's feeling. It doesn't work.

Akane isn't facing Hermes. She'd never know what hit her...

...

Hermes shouldn't. It'd be so easy, but he shouldn't.]

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[Akane, for her part, doesn't really know how dangerous a situation she's stepped into. Why should she? Hermes wouldn't hurt her. Right?

But he's acting so strange.]

Are you really okay? You seem... kinda tense, I guess.

Well, I guess probably everyone is....

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[Hermes has been acting increasingly strange since the start of the third week here, hasn't he? But he's fiiiine, everything's fiiiine. Everything not fine-]

Yeah... the motive got everyone... you know... tense...

...

[Eventually, they reach the workshop. Hermes enters after Akane and as soon as he enters, he sees a power saw. He freezes and stares at it, his front claws tensing up so much, they almost tremble.]

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[Her steps slow as they come to the room, and for the first time she really considers that this is probably a stupid idea. Akane is not skilled enough with this kind of equipment to have ever thought of using it; she'd probably lose a finger if she tried. But the result of that was her barely having glanced in here before, and not really considering....]

Um... Hermes? Maybe we should go somewhere else....

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[That voice... He recognizes that voice. It is Akane's voice. It's Akane's voice. It's... it's Akane's voice. A friend...]

[Hermes grips the size of his TV-like head.]

...

[After a long moment, Hermes turns on the bandsaw, Hermes seemingly in a trance...]

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[This is getting eerie.]

Hermes...?

HERMEEEEEEEEEEEEES

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[Hermes turns to Akane. After that, he aggressively stomps over to Akane and will attempt to grab her.]

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[She pulls back, scrambling away, but doing that pushes her further into the room, and she, physically, isn't strong. It isn't hard to catch up, to catch her, to yank her off balance.]

Hermes...!!!

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[Hermes growls as Akane backs away, but Hermes swiftly follows, easily catching up and attempting to grab her again. He wants to start pushing her at the saw...

It's so easy and Hermes NEEDS to release all this aggression!]

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[He wrenches her arm, hard, and she cries out in pain as he drags her around, trying to struggle. Her fever begins to burn hot as she tries to fight her way free, but she's not strong.]

Hermes! No! I'm your friend! Why are you doing this??

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[The... the calling... Someone is calling out to them? Hermes pauses and looks to see who it is, confused...]

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[She's sobbing by now, unsteady on her feet.]

Please, Hermes...! W-why are you doing this?

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[...Hermes doesn't know what's going on anymore. He lets out a grunt of confusion.]

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[Something is wrong with her arm, and some distant part of her is wondering if it's broken or dislocated. All she really knows is it hurts, and she falls down to her knees, no longer able to stay standing, letting out a little cry of pain as she does.]

H-Hermes, what's wrong? W-why won't you t-talk to me?

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[Hermes lets go and focuses on the person talking to him for a moment until he realizes it's Akane. ...

Wait... Akane...? His... his friend... That's- that's right. Akane's his friend... She's crying...?]

[Hermes grunts and holds the side edge of his screen, concentrating on... something. A moment later, and he has a look of concern.]

...Akane? Why are you crying?

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You... you h-hurt me. I think... I think you broke my arm. But... you didn't do anything else. T-thank you....

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[...Everything is fuzzy... Hermes shakes his head to try and clear it. concern grows on is screenface.]

...What were we doing that I broke your arm?