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hello so at the beginning of the verse i Drew Things, aka some of the monsters including the Crown Monster, the long-necked arms-for-legs monster, and Mr. and Mrs. Dillinger.
warning for body horror and blood i am not fucking kidding here
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DJSKâS FINISHED! WHOO! so, what does this mean going forwards? first of all, you can definitely still continue threads you had! i have an au over on my squip blog @assistyouâ where rhys won in the end, so thatâs a thing.Â
second of all, this blogâs still gonna be up! djsk is my baby and i canât just abandon it so most likely, itâll be active from time to time in case i want to post art stuff or drabble stuff.
third of all! as my final sendoff, iâm gonna record myself talking about djsk, my ideas for it, how it came to be, what i scrapped, original concepts, etc etc, later tonight! which means if anyone has any questions, drop them in the inbox and iâll answer them in the recording
THANKS FOR PLAYING! writing djsk has honestly been such a blast and iâm so glad everyoneâs had fun with it!
EPILOGUE.
make sure to read event 4 first!
Itâs been a couple months since what happened. Even though it only occurred in the span of mere hours, what happened in the laboratory still haunts you. After the labâs destruction, Urso had escorted all the missing people out. Cold cases now declared closed began to bloom all over the country, family and friends rejoiced. Most didnât recall what happened to them, but they all recalled a familiar man named Rhys.
You stand here, in front of a closed casket. They recovered what they could of Jaredâs body. You mourn for not only him, but others Rhys has taken. For now, though, the service for Jared drawls on. The man at the front talks about the loss of a young, bright kid in the community and how much heâs contributed. When he finishes, the next person comes up, talking about memories heâs shared, both happy and sad. You look around, all gazes attentive, and youâre glad to see familiar faces - one of which being Urso, the ghost of Katherine next to him. Heâs so focused on the eulogy that he doesnât notice you until the last second, giving you a comforting smile before turning back.
By the end of the service, thereâs not a single dry eye in the crowd.
As it finishes, you turn away - perhaps you linger, maybe you check your phone, but you donât miss the spirit standing next to the grave. He smiles at you, waves, points to the casket as if heâs making a joke about it. Dead boy grins before turning, lacing a hand with another spirit next to him.
As the sun sets and people leave, Jared and Mickey, hand in hand, walk off.
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EVENT: KARMA
warnings for: death, electrocution
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Trying to escape Rhysâs aid, at least, keeps them from passing out, less shallow gasps taken in and out in a more spacious manner as they stumble out of his range of grasp. They still canât stay upright, however, legs giving out beneath their weight forcing them to the ground. âS...squips are supposed to h-help humansân-not this! You.. this.. this is /not/ my family-â
"In the end, youâre a SQUIP. Weâre helping humans, linking them together, finding a way to turn humans into SQUIPs...That way, all humans are linked together.â
âDonâtâouchmeââ ecoming lightheaded, they flinch and clumsily bat away his hand; the threat of contact only spurring their hyperventilating.
A sigh, before Rhys stares at them, helping them through their breakdown. Not out of care, but more out of self-interest than anything.
Viria had, of course, been hounding Rhys since Deana had been dragged down to whatever hellish place this was. She had no idea who the poor man was (man? She wasn't sure, she heard metal being kicked), but anyone who was being treated like that by Rhys was an ally of hers. As a ghost, Viria could do little, so she gave the fallen man(?) a gentle pat on the head (it would be like a cold wind)... and then, just a little further away, she picked up a beaker and chucked it at Rhys' head. Whoops.
Heâd give no visible reaction to the beaker being thrown at his head. He mumbles something under his breath as he picks glass out of his hair. Iâm proud of you, Viria.
âŚâŚexpect event 4 tomorrow
Bitter eyes watch over Rhys from a distance. This place is a hellhole, and Urso knows it. He has full access- not a prisoner, like the rest- and he still hates it. He hates the looks the other machines give him, the side eyes. He's defective, and Rhys makes sure he knows it every day. But defective or not, he's still part of the project. He can still look through the files, interact with the prisoners. And today, he's doing the former. Digging through seemingly endless files. (1/?)
He's hoping to find out more about the prisoners. He knows there are files on every single one, every person they've been watching. What he isn't expecting is a file with his factory number-- Fx8764-- printed in small, neat letters at the top. He practically rips it open- why would they have a file on a staff member? There's a paper- written in code. Obviously not for his eyes. He disregards it in favor of the only other content in the folder- a small chip. A squip hard drive. (2/?)
As he looks it over, he gingerly touches the side of his head. He has a chip already. He already has a hard drive, so why...? An uneasy feeling rises in his chest as he forms a theory- god, he hopes it isn't the truth. He takes a shaky breath, stands up a little straighter, and marches over to Rhys with eyes full of an unnatural fury. "What is this?" He asks coldly, holding the folder in his hand. He keeps the chip tightly in his hand- he won't let Rhys have it. "What did you do?" (3/3)
Gaze drags up and down, a scowl on Rhysâs features. Urso is an annoyance to him, the baby cousin youâre forced to drag around on outings with your friends. âI replaced it. Are you an idiot?â A cruel laugh -- Rhys bends down patronizingly to meet his gaze, smug smile on his face. âYou were defective. I was hoping that a new chip would...fix some of your glitches, but I suppose that wasnât the case.âÂ
With one swift motion, the SQUIP swipes the folder from his hand, âitâs a report. I always knew you were too stupid to decode things.â A pause, before an unexpected kick in Ursoâs metal stomach, smile lighting his face, âdo you believe me as stupid to think I donât have cameras all over the place?â He keeps his stance steady, lets Urso fall to the ground and keeps him in place with a vice grip.Â
âYou really are defective.â He forces the chip out of his hand, takes it with a smile, gives Urso another quick kick to the side before walking off, posture straight.
Asshole.

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Despite not knowing whether it was a command or simple suggestion, theyâre further failing to reign in their volatile state; hugging themself by the arms, breathing rapidly while their thoughts and emotions spin through their mindâgrief, shame, fear, anger, guilt, panicâgrif, shame, fearâuntil their shallow breaths are beginning to overpower their reflexes.
Rhys stares at them, raising his eyebrows before sighing, crouching down next to them. âTake deep breaths.â A simple command, as a hand reaches to rub their back.
Eyepatch is gone, and demons blue eye flares up- literally, actually, considering the blue flames now visible around her eye -, with a growl, she stands up. "I will literally sacrifice my form and screech as you as an angry black dragon. I do not want to deal with your patronizing bullshit, Rhys."
âThe effect is lost when you canât get out of the container.â A sigh, a raising of his eyebrows, âin any case, it doesnât matter to me.â
Panting, the demon reappears in her container. Her stupid container. Oh she hated this but at least she had a brief moment of freedom. "Stupid.... people making summoning circles.... outta salt....." she flops on the ground, more tired than usual.
âHow unfortunate. Did you have fun?â Patronizing as always.
Even though they've regained much of their composure, Sev's hands still tremble and there's no telling for how long tears will continue to spill down their cheeks, off and on in an almost perpetual state of upset. "What're... you going to do with m-/me/..?" Again, Rhys' words are echoing in their mind; to count themself lucky... that they could've just as easily been imprisoned like the rest.
âYou are...quite the enigma, Sev.â A cold laugh, a tilt of his head, as machine stares down. âDonât cry. You have nothing to cry for, youâre with family now. In any case, youâll probably be set to work as some sort of secretary.â
......expect event 4 tomorrow

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@knowsmagicâ gets a random clue!
They give you food every couple of hours. Itâs enough to sustain you, but of course, you know the schedule by now, donât you? Itâs been weeks, you know when they feed you, you know the cycle of who feeds you and what kind of SQUIPs feed you, you know the entire schedule by this point.
The tray they give you is different. You donât know what it is, but you can see in the back, a different kind of metal was welded into it, as if someone took out the back and then replaced it. With a heat source and enough prying, you could probably get it open...
There. Once you practically rip it open, a piece of paper falls out. A crudely drawn map of what you assume to be the lab, barely legible labels, a âK.Bâ marked in the corner of the paper. Itâs old and fading, but itâs something.
@impulseloved gets a random clue!
One of the walls is different.
Different from your container, different from every other wall, itâs different. If you banged on it hard enough, it seems to budge just slightly. Wedged in between two glass walls in Rowanâs cell - double layered, one something like trick glass - is a piece of notebook paper. Itâs rolled up, and when retrieved and items splayed, you can see the following.
A high voltage generator circuit. A coil. A push button switch. A 12V battery. The paper is crumpled, burnt slightly at the edges and very crumpled from what seems like years of being in there. Thereâs something like a diagram, but itâs faded. You can try and make it out, though, and attempt to piece together what you have.