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

[exequte]

[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?

[somuchshipping]

[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.]

[exequte]

[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....

[somuchshipping]

[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.]

[exequte]

[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....

[somuchshipping]

[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...]

[exequte]

[This is getting eerie.]

Hermes...?

HERMEEEEEEEEEEEEES

[somuchshipping]

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

[exequte]

[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...!!!

[somuchshipping]

[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!]

[exequte]

[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??

[somuchshipping]

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

[exequte]

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

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

[somuchshipping]

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

[exequte]

[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?

[somuchshipping]

[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?

[exequte]

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

[somuchshipping]

[...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?

[exequte]

You g-grabbed me. You were pushing me towards... towards that.

[She can't make herself say it.]

[somuchshipping]

Towards wh-

[Hermes looks at the saw that's turned on and freezes. It might be good to get the AI out of the room...]

[exequte]

[She can see it, feel it, when he freezes, and begins to tremble.]

Hermes...?