Floating in Lavender
I wonder what's going on now?
Putting down the book that Purple had brought her, she looked around once again at her lavender prison that she'd been kept in after earning the title "god".
She'd never found out god of what, but she certainly didn't feel like she had the authority of one.
Lavender, as far as she knew, was just another marker with a special title. Not even a cool name, like Rainbow Road, or Dark Markery (who, for some reason, didn't like his name at all and was starting to prefer "Lilac"), Stracciatella, Supernova, or basically any name that wasn't a color.
Sorry, Purple.
She picked her book back up, sat down in a corner, and resumed where she'd left off. It's not like she had other things to do, anyways.
She was interrupted by a marker yelling "WORSHIP THE PURPLE SQUARE" from the distance.
Not a marker. A player. Another player.
Getting up, she went over to the apparently broken teleporting device when an unfamiliar face popped out. It was a relatively short person, clad in jean shorts and a red t-shirt with a smiley face poorly painted on it. She had platformer boots on, and hair that was loose down to her waist.
"I just got here!" she said excitedly.
"...I can tell," Lavender replied, clearly confused.
There was an awkward moment of silence, and then the other player that Lavender usually saw popped out, knocking the newcomer off of her feet.
"I told you, don't stay on the teleporters!" Player (the OG) said, clearly annoyed.
"Heh, sorry," the other player said.
Player (the OG) rubber her temples.
"Anyways- this is Hibiscus, and she's one hell of an annoying character," Player complained. "She wanted to see how fast she could collect all of the easy characters but her time's already past my record of collecting all the characters."
"Excuse you, but your hypocrisy ridden behind had to try at least 3 times to beat your own record-"
"I kept getting better scores, thank you very much," Player scoffed.
Confused and uncomfortable with all of the bickering, Lavender slowly started backing away, pulled out an old flip phone, and dialed Purple's number. She got a "hi, Lavender!" back within seconds.
"Uh- yeah, I need you to drag the players out of my poor living space. Both of them," Lavender said. "They seem to hate each other and are currently arguing right in front of me."
After a while of thinking, she added "Can you drag me out with them? I can't figure out how to get back to the mainland."
Lavender heard "sure, see you in a minute" and before Purple could say anything else she ended the call.
And it was exactly a minute before Purple showed up and took both players back to spawn.
After he dragged the players back to the teleporting device and made sure they stayed out, he went back to Lavender's room.
"Your teleporter was literally conjured up by Wild Card, remember? Well, he coded it so that it would work for anyone else but you," Purple explained. "He didn't need another character with a 'god' title running around, but now that he's dead he can't exactly undo it. If he was alive he wouldn't have undid it. We can build another teleporter, but that'd take a while...
"I've teleported people with me by gripping their arm real tight and doing some really cool machinery but I've never tried it with extra code on the teleporter but we could try-"
"Doesn't work," Lavender interrupted. "Player's already tried."
"I- ah," Purple remarked, sounding like a sad child who just got their cookie stolen.
"Nonono don't be sad, it's fine," Lavender said hurriedly. "We can just think of something else, it's fine it's fine it's fine-"
It was a while until Purple left because he had to just keep trying to brainstorm things, eventually resorting to "break down the walls, and hold your breath in space while Supernova or someone comes to fetch you". Thankfully, they were able to veto that idea.
Lavender sighed, and returned to her book as if nothing had happened. She figured she'd need a few days to recover from that experience-
And where on the Server did Hibiscus come from?
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