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

[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...?