Day 5

"Seto, calm down, calm down..." Jason mumbled, and Seto let out a slight whine. "But I killed somebody! Oh my god, I killed somebody!"

"You're taking this way to far." Ian mumbled, putting a hand on Seto's shoulder. "I mean come on, you're bound to die and kill more people..." Seto slowly nodded, though still seemed traumatized. "But Ian, I still killed someone. Do you know how that feels?" Ian stared at Seto slightly. "I do hope you remember that I killed Brice like two nights ago, right?"

Adam and Tyler walked up to the group, and Tyler yawned. "I'm tired... Do you guys have anything to wake me up?" The group looked to him, confused. "Huh? Why would we have something to wake you up? It's not like we live here or anything." Jason laughed slightly, shaking his head before continuing. "Well, some of us kinda do, since we've been stuck as teddy bears for around, 12 years I think. But we were just in a pile the whole time, it wasn't fun. Especially if Jerome's back is on your face."

Speak of the devil, Mitch and Jerome walked up to the group, both seeming tired out of their minds.

(I am so tempted to just say who the master is by this point but ugh that'll ruin the plot)

Quentin dragged his feet along the floor as he walked up, seeming slightly annoyed. "That was like, the worst sleep I've ever had."

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The Master groaned, sliding his hands across his face. "Same... But I do enjoy making my clone suffer." Tyler's ghost rolled his eyes. "Stop confusing the Readers on your identity bitch."

"Why thank you for the compliments!"

"That is like, so not your personality. You are like, never sarcastic."

"If I could punch you in the face right now, I would." The Master's eye twitched slightly, as Tyler grinned. "That means that I can annoy you more! Ain't that great mate?" Tyler completely butched an Australian accent.

"You probably just offended 95% of Australia."

"Stop trying to sound smart. You're killing my brain cells."

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The group, now with everyone present, seemed very tired. "Quentin you like, cursed the group. Everyone's tired as hell now." The clone teased, trying to seem normal against everyone else.

"Well, sorry! I guess I'm bad luck to the group." Quentin grinned, as a bit of the group laughed despite the situation. "Wait, question. Where's Ashley and Ty?" Seto winced, and Jason immediately hugged him to stop a panic attack.

"They should be here soon..."

"Wazzup world?! A newborn star is taking head in here! And his name is... Ty-"

"No no no dumbass my name is Ashley."

The two walked up to the group, bear ears visible. "Yo! How's it going?" Ian asked, seeming to try and start a conversation.

"You're bad at this. We saw each other yesterday, and the only thing that happened was that I got killed." Ty deadpanned, as Ashley frowned.

"Look, I didn't expect it to actually be you! I thought you were a seeker!" Ty rolled his eyes. "Do I exactly look like a teddy bear to you?" Ashley turned to study him. "Well, at this current state and time, yes. Yes you do."

"Without the bear ears." Ty added on, adjusting his earbuds.

(Fuck it Ty has earbuds)

"Fine. Without the bear ears, you look 10% more human." Ashley rolled her eyes, and Ty nodded happily. "Thank you for understanding. Wait, what exactly do you mean by 10% more human...?" Ashley smiled. "I'm just subconsciously telling you that you look like a vampire since you're pale as hell. An emo vampire because of your hair, but still. A vampire is your alternate self."

In response, Ty pretended to bite her neck.

"Dude now that just looks wrong."

"GOOD GREIF ADAM HOW DIRTY IS YOUR MIND- wait don't answer that." Ty screamed, Adam shrugging. "At least he doesn't ship you two. Well I ship Mitch and Ashley together and you ain't changing my mind. Bajanmariee is my mental fantasy."

"Bajanmariee? I don't get you Jason. Plus that also sounds wrong as hell." Adam stated, Jason rolling his eyes as he continued to comfort Seto.

"Uh... Is he gonna be alright? He seems like he's gonna cry." Kyle said pointlessly, as Seto let out a sniffle.

"Jeez Kyle, I couldn't tell! Maybe from the fact that he wAS CRYING SO FRIGGIN MUCH EARLIER GIVES YOU A CLUE?!" Brice practically screeched, causing Tyler, who was beside him, to slowly pat his back. "Calm, calm, CALM, STAY CALM..."

Bodil stared at the broken intercom, tilting his head slightly. "Hey, don't we usually get some sort of announcement from 'the Master' by this point-"

"Quite glad you asked that! Preston, please drop Dar from your grip, good grief he's not your toy."

Preston let out a huff, giving Dar one more tight squeeze before putting the doll on the floor. The Doll than instantly ran away, into one of the crates. "Aw... He doesn't like me..." Preston let out a slight sad sound, before turning back to the intercom.

"Great! Back to topic now. Your beloved Master is speaking, who skillfully has stolen more voice changing potions. Continuing on, I will inform you that I have the ultimate power to- Tyler get the fuck away from that button."

There was a slight squabble which seemed hard to understand, before the Master seemed to have cleared their throat and continue on.

"Anyway. As you may have seen, this message isn't pre-recorded! Woohoo! This is live and action rolling baby! No? You guys aren't any fun. But you guys are feeling despondency so that's good. TYLER NO STOP IT."

More squabbles filled the intercom, before there was a loud scree. Everyone immediately covered their ears.

"Haha, I'm not sorry for that. Feel more despondency losers. What was I saying earlier again?"

Silence filled the area, as everyone assumed that Tyler was rudely informing him. Except the clone. The clone was staring off into space, since he could see everything in his mind. The perks of being a clone.

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"I will gladly inform you that you, the dipshit, was talking about your ultimate power. And what the fuck does this button do?" Tyler asked, floating towards the red button. The Master rolled their eyes.

"Tyler has told me what I was talking about. Quite harshly too. Shame. Anyway, I have the magical power of killing unicorns- nah I'm kidding. I have the power to turn it from night to day whenever the hell I want. Deal with it, noobs."

Tyler frowned, crossing his arms as he floated right behind him. "Be nice. Amor." The Master swung around in his spinny chair, glaring at him. "Alright, what on earth did you just say to me."

"Amor, be nice."

"What did you just say to me."

Tyler shrugged, smirking. "That's for me and Spanish speakers alone." The Master rolled his eyes. "I like burritos, but than that'll be bad and stereotypical."

"Wait, how would that be stereotypical?"

"Just cause." The Master than took out their phone and went to google translate. "YOU SON OF A CRAB I AM NOT YOUR LOVE JEEBUS."

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Everyone snickered, sharing amused glances. The Master had left the microphone on... And they heard everything.

"Wait, shit. Okay, forget that happened. Kay night time whoooo!" The Master than seemed to have suddenly paid back attention to the intercom, before it fizzled out of life.

"Now what?"

"Wait... FUCK HE SAID NIGHT TIME RUN HIDE FOR YOUR LIFE."

"Seto, one can't hide and run at the same time. I thought you were the smart one here..."

"SHUT UP TY YOU DONT WANNA DIE AGAIN YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN."

Ty smirked, laughing. "But what if I don't?"

"Than I will scream at you and possibly kill you in the near future." Seto replied absently, just as he almost choked on thin air. "I think we should hide now in case you kill me."

"Oh. Right. Get to that."

Night 5

Seeking tonight was Preston and Jerome, the night seeming to have started a little later than usual. No one really took note of that thought, not even the Master themself. Tonight, almost all of the hiders were panicking and running out of hiding spots.

Which concluded when Ant and Seto found themselves hiding in the same spot, which happened to be under some chairs. Stupids.

"Ant, what the hell-" Ant slapped his hand over Seto's mouth, glaring in response. "Do you necessarily want to die?"

Seto hesitated slightly, before sighing and shaking his head. "No, no I don't." Ant still frowned at him. "Then why the fuck did you hesitate."

"Because he's scared of me! C'mon Seto, give me a hug..." The two didn't notice the fiery red, orange, and yellow teddy bear watching them until that moment. Seto nearly lost his shit screaming, as Ant quickly slapped his hand over the other's mouth again.

"Good grief, you're acting like his mom." Preston's bear tsked to Ant, before literally dragging Seto from under the chair.

Ant, being scared out of his wits and acting stupid, grabbed Seto's feet and tried to keep Seto under the chair.

Seto was in a lot of pain, becoming a human rubber band. He wasn't necessary human, but close enough.

"Let go and this'll be painless." Preston hissed, as Ant rolled his eyes. "Oh, of course. 'Cause getting murdered by a psychotic toy is painless. Not to mention he's basically possessing my friend." The bear retracted slightly, though still didn't let Seto go from his death grip. "I'm a doctor! I can make it painless!"

"You can't become a doctor if you're a murderer! What the hell type of degree did you get?!" Ant shot back, as Seto mentally snickered. 'Ohhh, burn. Wait shut up Seto ain't nobody got time for that. Why are you even thinking of this?'

As Seto mentally argued in his head, the other two glared at each other.

"You're becoming a major pain." The bear hissed, as Ant rolled his eyes again. "I take lessons from you. This is an accomplishment in now a major pain, my instructor just said so. Thank you bitch for teaching me."

"Enough." The bear finally let go of Seto, before throwing a knife out of nowhere. It hit the back of the chair.

Seto, still having a mental argument, got pulled back under the chairs.

"God dang, you're being an annoying little fucker." Preston hissed, as Ant rolled his eyes again and continued. "Oooh, I'm now an annoying fucker? Thanks! I thought that being a major pain was such a great accomplishment, but now I'm also an annoying fucker!"

The Master rose an eyebrow, laughing slightly as the scene unfolded. "My my, what colourful language. I wonder who told the innocent Preston how to curse." Tyler rolled his eyes from beside him, having nothing to do. Tyler watched from the slit in the wall, snorting in amusement. "Comeback lessons with Ant."

Than Preston pulled a fucking gun, and holy crap, where the hell are these weapons coming from, and starts shooting. Somehow Seto doesn't notice any of this, since he's still arguing in his head.

And than Ant comes and saves the day!

... Kinda.

Preston had really bad aim, might I tell ya. Literally. The wall was decked out in gun shot holes, but the chairs were untouched.

"You're bad..." Ant finally muttered, as a peak of light came through the waiting room. Preston pretended to fall dead, as And pulled Seto out from under the chair. "Come on, the nights-" and Preston was able to shoot him right through the head.

Seto finally stopped mentally arguing and casually started to lose his shit, as Preston shot him in the leg before actually falling.

The Master rose an eyebrow, laughing slightly as the scene unfolded. "My my, what colourful language. I wonder who told the innocent Preston how to curse." Tyler rolled his eyes from beside him, having nothing to do.

"OW, FUCKEROO." And I think that's what woke everyone else up.

"WAIT, TAYLOR." And that also helped in waking everyone up.

Seto, still in pain, limped over to the other. Ant was lying on the floor, face unreadable. Mostly since Preston's bullet hit him straight in the face, and the blood was covering everything. Despite happening around 2 minutes ago, the blood was starting to pool around him.

"That's weird, he only got shot in the head, nowhere else."

"How the fuck do you know?!" Seto demanded to Tyler, who shrugged. "I see everything!"

"Wait, don't you have healing potions?" Jason asked, walking over and noticing Seto's leg. "Oh. Oh yeah."

"... Dumbass." Tyler muttered, as Seto retracted slightly and glared.

"Hey!"

"This is a fantastic way to start the day, isn't it?" Tyler asked, as the two started arguing.

"GUYS SHUT THE FUCK UP STOP ARGUING. TAYLOR'S ALREADY DEAD." Jason screeched, seeming to come out of nowhere.

The two arguing looked at each other, glaring again. Than, in perfect synchronization, pointed to each other.

"AND IT'S HIS FAULT."