Escape The Evil Lab at 3 A.M. [Die Of Death AU]

Ts ts, remember that post about the lineup? Yeah I made ref sheets on mspaint ab these characters

In order : Teadroid, Awesomedroid, MLGdroid and Eggdroid as Civilians, I guess

Teadash (Dash/Punch)

Awesomepunch (Punch/Banana Peel)

MLG (Revolver/Taunt)

Eggtaunt (Taunt/Punch)

Also, DARIUS, KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK.

The Scientist looked around… looks like he had somehow teleported again. However this time, it wasn’t caused by the broken wand he held in his black gloved hand. The sight of a monochrome magician nearby caught the attention of his eye. His outfit, looked familiar with the black and white scientists. Similar to the stage outfit he used to wear before having a job of being a biologist at the Science Institute. Brings him pretty bad flashbacks, but the Scientist digressed. He awkwardly waved at the Magician and tried to only focus on his face. Just. Act like this is like a stage. An act!

- @escapetheevillabat3am

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OOC: HELLO THERE! YES I AM ONE OF THOSE CERTAIN PPL WHO WANTED TO EXTEND ARTFULS M!A HIII

*The magician turns to look at them. They seem a little worried about seeing another person here, but speak up nonetheless*

Hello?

Print = ( "Anyone in there? If you don't come out now we'll have to use force!" )

We have you surrounded, surrender and i'll make your death less painful.

- @living-a-l1f3 (i see a fellow role swap au👀👀) (What r these dumbass doing smh)

/HEY, HEY!/

The busted up Killdroid rush towards the two who were throwing rocks at the van, of course, while also being careful to not hurt Pursuer more. With their free hand, they point at Creationful and Stealthbomb with a finger and yell, /YOU TWO!, STOP THROWING ROCKS AT THEM!! THERE’S A KID AND A WOUNDED PERSON IN THERE! WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!?!/

Pursuer, meanwhile, was just there. It was in a bit of pain, wincing a little. They just shake their head, just in disappointment…

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OOC: Hello there, fellow roleswap au! I checked out your blog quite a bit! It’s really cool! Also lmao, really tho, what are these guys doing TOT

Print = ( "KILLDROID!?" )

//They instinctively back off, they seemed to be afraid of the bot. Their hand reach to their back, where it's baton was held.//

Print = ( "WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" )

//The other stared in disgust of the monster, muttering something under her breath. She signalled the robot to lower it's weapon, in which they did so reluctantly.//

Sorry for our intrusion, we were just checking for danger, that's all. After all, a van in the middle of the forest is quite suspicious, no? Who knows what might reside in there.

There was a Killdroid. A very beaten up one in fact. They were…… a little confused at best. After all, being randomly teleported to some random place by the Wand isn’t always the most pleasant experience. But hey! At least they are here now and hopefully they are safe.

/Look, bud. Hopefully, you aren’t having a bad day from what I can tell. However, I have a feeling you are about to kill me so…/

- @escapetheevillabat3am

OOC: hello there! I LOVE Doc and Doctor Funtime man. They are such cool characters and silly characters hehe!

Doctor Funtime managed to run away from an encounter he had with a couple of the civilians, one of them being that idiotic sheriff. The doctor was shot on his left arm, though it's nothing one of the healing potions he had stolen can fix.

He seemed to be in such distress, yet he never broke away from that disturbing grin on his face.

"Brainless surviors, shooting at a doctor...fuck..." That annoying pressure from the bullet wound kept nagging at him, begging him to fix it.

He pulled out a blood stained healing potion and opened it.

As he drank the bitter concoction, a strange machine appeared in front of him, causing him to fall back a bit "Oh my..." he said quietly.

That machine, it looked similar to one that has tried to explode him a couple weeks ago, yet this one looked extremely broken. The doctor stepped closer, having the urge to examine the messup looking government machine. He completely ignored whatever it said to him and just stared at it in awe.

OOC: DUDE 🥹 your dod au ask blog is so peak 👀 i’ve seen it a couple times and I fw the designs (especially Artfuls 🗣️🗣️🗣️IT’S ALL SO PEAK)

The busted up Prototype tapped their foot and waited for a response. Staring at this killer’s face was admittedly, a bit unnerving to see. But hey, better than whatever Pursuer’s friend’s looked like now. The urge to slap the Docter’s face wad a bit unbearable, but Lildroid decided to not do it and stepped back. After all, only one of them has a weapon on hand. Best to not have any more damage done to this model since they have no backups.

/Ever heard about personal space, man? You’re popping my personal bubble./

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Since this robot hasn't even tried to blow him up once, it poses no threat to him. He could easily overpower it, make some wicked modifications to his chainsaw, and probably use that head of it as some nice decor for his room (the place he stays at looks quite depressing, so literally anything could work as "neat" decor.)

While he can't really work well with machinery, he could just take one of those builder civilians to do him a favor.

Just looking at the chainsaw itself, none of the parts in this model would be a good addition to it, especially if the Doctor wanted more strength to his attacks. After all, a bunch of safety equipment like parachutes and cushioning pads wouldn’t be the most useful for full blown flesh cutting attacks.

Lildroid took a few more steps back to have a bit more distance from Doctor Funtime. It then ask, /What um- things you what to do with the chainsaw, whoever you are? Bet I can help with that./

As much as it doesn’t want to help with whatever this manic of a Doctor wanted to do, they really don’t want to get this robotic body get anymore damaged than it already has. The Labs probably will lock them up in a containment room if Lildroid returned to the Science Institute again and get a new body. Besides, he already got his friends to take care of back at the van. Can’t leave them alone in the forest just for itself.

Honestly, the beaten up Killdroid was very lucky to have a degree in weapon engineering.

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“où diable suis-je?” [where the hell am i?] The magician muttered to himself, very much not recognizing the area of the forest he's in.

— @deathofanartist (/e wave!!)

(NOTE: Art and character on the left doesn’t belong to me! They belong to @fandomandangstlover, who owns the @deathofanartist blog!)

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“-𝓪𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓗-“

A monochrome scientist immediately appeared out of no where. Sparkles shot out in all directions as Artful fell quite harshly down onto the ground with a thud.

“𝐀ï𝐞… 𝐜𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞…𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐦 𝐈, 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲?”

He quickly scanned the area and seemed to be somewhere within the forest. A deep and balked sigh came out of Artful, who now knew he would once again have to find a way to come back to the van again. He straightened his wide brimmed hat back to place after the man stood up from the wet earth; the once clean and dry black and white coat and pants were now spoiled with soil, twigs, leaves, mud, and whatever else was on the ground. Artful winced in disgust at the sight of his now ruined clothes and began to pick off the foliage and sticks off of them. It was until, someone in a similar monochrome colour palette caught the attention of their eyes.

“…𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨? 𝐔𝐦.. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠?”, Artful asked a bit cautiously. A sprinkle of slightly pink blush fell on top of the scientist’s pale cheeks as he tried to hide the mess behind them… His shoulders also raised as they quickly also crouched down to pick up the half of the broken wand and quickly shoved it into his pocket. Artful’s eyes seemed to dart somewhere else, just anywhere else other than the wand when they swiped it off the ground.. Anyway, they quickly straightened their back and coughed a bit. What should he say…. Oh no, he’s not prepared!

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The music stopped playing the moment the screaming was heard, and hasn't started back up yet. Which made sense, he wasn't exactly sure if the stranger was a threat or not. Better safe then sorry.

“.... Hi?” He managed out after a few moments of just watching the other, who looked.. oddly similar to him. Confusion is very evident in his voice, although he can't help the curiosity nagging at the back of his mind— and the sense of caution. “I'm... okay? Who— what?”

Tears began to swell within his eyes as he continued to stress over about how this interaction was going. After a few deep breaths, he was at least able to force out, “𝐔𝐡… 𝐡𝐢! 𝐔𝐦…”

The magician looked like a deer in headlights, not being able to think of a response for a moment. Any worry of being caught was thrown out the window as he internally panicked on what to do. What can he do? He's not good at this! He doesn't even know if the stranger knows who he is! Should he be worried? Leave while he could??

But could he truly hold it in?

Tears wetted the black bandages over their healing would as his head pounded heavily. In an attempt to at least ease the situation a bit, he feebly and quietly asked, “𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞… 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐨𝐱.”

God, he felt so pathetic.

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There was a Killdroid. A very beaten up one in fact. They were…… a little confused at best. After all, being randomly teleported to some random place by the Wand isn’t always the most pleasant experience. But hey! At least they are here now and hopefully they are safe.

/Look, bud. Hopefully, you aren’t having a bad day from what I can tell. However, I have a feeling you are about to kill me so…/

- @escapetheevillabat3am

OOC: hello there! I LOVE Doc and Doctor Funtime man. They are such cool characters and silly characters hehe!

Doctor Funtime managed to run away from an encounter he had with a couple of the civilians, one of them being that idiotic sheriff. The doctor was shot on his left arm, though it's nothing one of the healing potions he had stolen can fix.

He seemed to be in such distress, yet he never broke away from that disturbing grin on his face.

"Brainless surviors, shooting at a doctor...fuck..." That annoying pressure from the bullet wound kept nagging at him, begging him to fix it.

He pulled out a blood stained healing potion and opened it.

As he drank the bitter concoction, a strange machine appeared in front of him, causing him to fall back a bit "Oh my..." he said quietly.

That machine, it looked similar to one that has tried to explode him a couple weeks ago, yet this one looked extremely broken. The doctor stepped closer, having the urge to examine the messup looking government machine. He completely ignored whatever it said to him and just stared at it in awe.

OOC: DUDE 🥹 your dod au ask blog is so peak 👀 i’ve seen it a couple times and I fw the designs (especially Artfuls 🗣️🗣️🗣️IT’S ALL SO PEAK)

The busted up Prototype tapped their foot and waited for a response. Staring at this killer’s face was admittedly, a bit unnerving to see. But hey, better than whatever Pursuer’s friend’s looked like now. The urge to slap the Docter’s face wad a bit unbearable, but Lildroid decided to not do it and stepped back. After all, only one of them has a weapon on hand. Best to not have any more damage done to this model since they have no backups.

/Ever heard about personal space, man? You’re popping my personal bubble./

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“où diable suis-je?” [where the hell am i?] The magician muttered to himself, very much not recognizing the area of the forest he's in.

— @deathofanartist (/e wave!!)

(NOTE: Art and character on the left doesn’t belong to me! They belong to @fandomandangstlover, who owns the @deathofanartist blog!)

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“-𝓪𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓐𝓗-“

A monochrome scientist immediately appeared out of no where. Sparkles shot out in all directions as Artful fell quite harshly down onto the ground with a thud.

“𝐀ï𝐞… 𝐜𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞…𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐦 𝐈, 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲?”

He quickly scanned the area and seemed to be somewhere within the forest. A deep and balked sigh came out of Artful, who now knew he would once again have to find a way to come back to the van again. He straightened his wide brimmed hat back to place after the man stood up from the wet earth; the once clean and dry black and white coat and pants were now spoiled with soil, twigs, leaves, mud, and whatever else was on the ground. Artful winced in disgust at the sight of his now ruined clothes and began to pick off the foliage and sticks off of them. It was until, someone in a similar monochrome colour palette caught the attention of their eyes.

“…𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨? 𝐔𝐦.. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠?”, Artful asked a bit cautiously. A sprinkle of slightly pink blush fell on top of the scientist’s pale cheeks as he tried to hide the mess behind them… His shoulders also raised as they quickly also crouched down to pick up the half of the broken wand and quickly shoved it into his pocket. Artful’s eyes seemed to dart somewhere else, just anywhere else other than the wand when they swiped it off the ground.. Anyway, they quickly straightened their back and coughed a bit. What should he say…. Oh no, he’s not prepared!

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The music stopped playing the moment the screaming was heard, and hasn't started back up yet. Which made sense, he wasn't exactly sure if the stranger was a threat or not. Better safe then sorry.

“.... Hi?” He managed out after a few moments of just watching the other, who looked.. oddly similar to him. Confusion is very evident in his voice, although he can't help the curiosity nagging at the back of his mind— and the sense of caution. “I'm... okay? Who— what?”

Tears began to swell within his eyes as he continued to stress over about how this interaction was going. After a few deep breaths, he was at least able to force out, “𝐔𝐡… 𝐡𝐢! 𝐔𝐦…”