A big snack person at heart, Noob has a handful of food items at their disposal. Sneaking by with their ghostburger, moving faster with their cola, and tanking damage with their slateskin, they're scared, but still push on, wanting to find an escape.
*Noob, poor sweet, survivor Noob. Thrust into a world they could never fathom the purpose of, forced into torture and torment by this forsaken purgatory's sick and twisted chase of cat and mouse. In this case, they were the mouse, doing its best to survive, but not being quite enough, slaughtered and toyed with by the killer. No matter how many items they possessed, they didn't have enough time to survive... Not this round at least.*
*Yet another revive, and back into the lobby island's cabin they went, tears still in their eyes from the fear they face in every round, trembling slightly. They quickly made their way to their cabin and got themselves a drink in a futile attempt to calm down, popping it open and chugging the contents into oblivion as they sobbed. When would this end? Why were they here? Why did they have to suffer? It was all just too painful, they couldn't take it anymore, and they inevitably went through yet another breakdown, crying heavily on the couch as they drank their conscience away, desperate for calm.*
"I-I hate this so much..." *They whimpered, forcing more beverage down their throat, wanting to numb out the pain with an unhealthy solution.*
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