Yo, It's ya girl, Insert -

*now's the time to bring over whichever guest you chose to bring.*

*bringing someone or not,*

*welcome back to the Ball, Insert. :)*

@the-eternal-golden-ball

*7:50pm Pst*

*ten minutes until sunset*

*as I was waiting for the time I was having a conversation with a familiar face*

*one, whom I live with and work for in tallest tower in Paradise, Shapia*

*it was moreso a -ahum- intervention regarding how I was during the morning...*

*after the wake up call...*

'Listen.'

'I know how you feel.'

'but I never had the chance to meet the guy in order to know if he's syphening energy from [you]'

[he hasn't and never will.]

[if he tried it would've been obvious]

[also - you can't syphen anything from me]

'Right'

'But he made that big of an impact on your life that you've ultimately decided to visit his grave every single night??'

'[Insert] that's straight up just unhealthy attachment!'

[Blixer, that's how I met you and the others. Except in this case I formed a proper bond via a natural way.]

.

.

'of course it is...'

[just admit that you have become very curious about his majesty and you're trying to find an excuse to meet him, despite the fact that he's dead]

.

'yeah..'

[well]

[I mean]

[there is an option on how to meet him, tho it involves coming with me tonight]

'you want me to speak with his gravestone?'

[n-no, it's not the graveyard you think it is.]

'then what?'

*and before I would answer, right around 8pm, then the Light shined behind me, playing the music from the ballroom*

~

~

~

'I- [М******] there's a light behi-'

[I know =)]

[it means it's time for the Gala!]

'Gala?... I thought it that was last night.'

[it's an eternal Ball, bossman. It just functions nocturnally]

'huh... A nocturnal-eternal Ball...'

~

[So]

[You coming, Blix?]

~

~

'I mean...'

'if that's where he is.'

[Wonderful!]

[follow me!]

*I say, as I guided the shapeling King of corruption towards the light*

*I'm sure that they'd get along...*

*it’s as if the sunset never arrived.*

<halt.>

*Scourge steps in front of the two, towering far above, before noticing Insert.*

<ah. no invitation needed for you.>

*then he notices Blixer.*

[ikr?]

[it's like daylight never touched it!]

'as in opposed to..?'

[you don't want to know.]

'alright then.. Keep [your] secrets-'

<halt.>

*right, Scourge. I should probably show my-*

<ah. no invitation needed for you.>

[oh]

[okay!]

~

~

<..he's with you, [Insert]?>

'oh-uhh - me? Yeah, I'm with [her].'

*he said upon mention.*

[can confirm]

*I reply*

*come to think of it - I think Scourge is naturally taller than bossman.*

<welcome, you two!>

<bar’s upfront. also, not only did we get ourselves a head butler, we also have the architect of the ball coming over! the bartender can explain more if you go over.>

[yeah..]

*yes, great news and all, but I have a suspicion about this*

'>Ah-! Forgive me, sir!<'

*before any more words could be exchanged, he rushes off just as Aureolin calls the two over.*

"Hey, over here!"

"Sorry about that, it’s quite packed today, that’s why. Drink orders comin’ from folks that don’t wanna get off the seats, so..you know."

[What's up?]

'This place looks like the Goldroom from The Shinning'

[It's because it is a copy of the Goldroom. His majesty quite likes that film]

'huh...'

THUD

'OH SHIT'

'>Ah-! <'

[OHMYGOD ARE Youu..]

[you...]

*as I was witnes to Blixer's and the butler's collision, it didn't take a second to recognize who said butler was...*

'>Forgive me sir! <'

'N-no it's fi-Oh, he left.'

~

~

~

'you good, [Insert]?'

[yeah]

[no]

[it's just that..]

[remember that code Kronos from awhile ago?]

'Yes?.. I don't know what [your] foreshadowi-'

*but as if the devil was called, the ball's bartender called from afar*

"Hey, over here!"

*we both turn to the source of the voice - Aureolin*

[ah!]

[Aureo!! :D]

'Talk about a sudden moodswing...'

"Sorry about that, it's quite packed today, that's why. Drink orders comin' from folks that don't wanna get off the seats, so... you know."

[Oh]

[no]

[It's fine!]

[at least no one got dirty!]

"Anyways, you two, have a seat!"

*I look over to bossman, signifying that it's his turn to order*

'uhhhh....'

*as he went off to prepare the drinks, a pitch-black humanoid wearing a suit, alongside a trenchcoat over said suit and a black fedora sat next to Blixer and Insert. Interesting enough, he had no facial features. No nose, no ears, no eyes, no hair…nothing! Except for a lipless mouth, currently grinning toothily.*

*as Aureo came back with their drinks (Blixer’s drink was a cider that tasted like the exact order they would’ve wanted, despite them not specifying what they would’ve wanted), he seemingly took one glance at the coated figure before sliding them some bourbon on the rocks.*

[not exactly - Aureolin here is the result of that code Kronos]

'really? For a "slightly-to-the-left" version of what I could assume was he's a master at bartendin'. Like - look at him! 8 drinks at once!'

[yeah.]

*as we waited, a pitch black figure Sat next to us... Wait a minute*

~

'Pst.. [Insert]... Isn't that the aforementioned architect?'

[what gave you that idea]

'I dunno?.. He looks like one?... Minus the void-look?..'

*before we could whisper any more, our drinks came! I took my strawberry-lemonade cocktail, while taste tested his cider,... Only to be plesently surprised*

'Damn?? Since when did you get access to poly-fruit ciders? Especially the isosceles flavor?'

[they have everything and anything up in here!]

'Well I'll be damn..'

*I look back at the figure, noticing now that Aureo has been glaring(?) at him, only to slide a bourbon on the rocks with noticeable distain towards said figure. The "architect" then drank some of his drink and spoke to us*

">...so, how're you two enjoying the ball so far?<"

*sounds like him, looks like he could be him, Aureo showed distain to him... Yep, it's Phyldrex alright, or at least a version of him, since his little Benefactor persona now seems to be it's own thing*

[Fine..]

*he takes a sip of the bourbon.*

">you know, all these guests? I’m sure you know they’re just reanimated bodies, right?<"

">well, here’s a fun fact: they don’t have souls, none of them do.<"

">they’re just puppeted corpses with makeup slapped on them, the masks taking on their likeness perfectly, making it appear as if they were who they once were, but they aren’t.<"

">aureo there taught me that trick, gotta hand it to him. all i knew how to do back then was puppet corpses to do things, but not disguise them and make them appear as if they were alive.<"

[yeah it is..]

*granted it was interesting, but PHYL of all people? Hard to believe that he created this place. Though he was close to getting sued for identity fraud from the Grim reaper..*

*Blixer on the other hand - he just stopped everything he was doing upon hearing the fact that the ballroom was filled with puppeted corpses.*

~

~

~

[yeah]

[you should've expected this since we're visiting a friend of mine that died]

*he just shook his head*

'Should've..'

">about the Masked Reaper.<"

">honestly? I might just let it go, give it its own life and personality, and let it be as a being separate from me.<"

">funnily enough, it’s becoming like the Benefactor in a way.<"

">another creation of mine that has developed so much relationships and other things it’s beginning to branch off from me.<"

">i don’t think I’m that good at the ‘create a different identity for yourself’ thing because they just keep being different people to the point that it’s like they’re no longer another costume for me to put on, but just…someone else.<"

">funny, eh?<"

*he took a sip of his bourbon,*

*I say, lifting my clawed hand, beholding my latest emotional scar, alluding to the irreversible psychic damage he has done to me.*

*all, for just an lousy """"art project"""*

*all, for nothing at all*

~

~

~

*he stares, before chuckling.*

">how would a corpse know anything?<"

">he, scourge, rmp…<"

">they’re all like the others. Corpses puppeted by the ball with makeup slapped on to make them look alive.<"

">they have no soul. they only seem alive, but they’re all gone, insert.<"

">if I took off Aureo’s mask right now, he’d revert to his true appearance: a corpse with his head split down the middle from a singular shotgun blast, and crumple to the floor.<"

">i’m no Necromancer. all I can do is simulate life, not revive it.<"

~

~

'how--'

'how did you-'

[he was the the top of the void hierarchy, bossman]

">one: top of the abyss hierarchy. the abyss is deeper than the void and an entirely seperate dimension.<"

*i drink from my cocktail*

~

~

~

'so... since when did you two met?' [fuck you mean by that?] 'My gal. From the fucking conversation i got roped into -its been made clear that you two have hard beef with one another. AND - i still havent had a proper conversation with this Aureolin guy or whoever the fuck the original king was' 'At least some context would be nice.' [...] [Phyl here was RMP's stand-in way back when and five days after RMP killed himself(because we found the coffin of his wife that he killed) Phyl decided to cause that code Kronos and create Aureolin for an """"art project"""" of his. Scourge, the bouncer, was also accidently created during that time.] '...okay... And since then you were after him, which later lead to his capture and then to when he fucked of after me and the council decided to allow him to go to that Buckshot thing' [Yes] [And he lost] 'huh'

~

~

~

">..but i gotta say. i just gotta say.<"

">thank you and whoever else is in the council for letting me go to that round. i actually needed more time to work on a different, but still personal project.<"

*he took a swig of his bourbon, tapping it twice to refill it.*

">..besides. i finished the project, already.<"

">the moment aureo 'donated' his mask, i finished it.<"

">...<"

*he'd clear his throat.*

">i'm gonna go tend to the statues, now. aureo'll be back briefly, so go talk to him.<"

*he stood up, using his fingers to draw a line, which opened into a rift.*

*hold on is this mf leaving the ball???*

">good talk.<"

"Sorry I’m late, had to finish something up.”

“Did I miss much?”

[just a visit from a certian someone]

[Anyways - since Miracle Musical is now playing, I'd like you to met someone before sunrise]

[Aureo, this is Blixer. He's apart of OAD's council of Justice, meaning that I technically work for him. Also he's mostly known as the 'Corruption King' in his source material/fandom!]

"Name's Aureo. The Bouncer you met was Scourge."

'.. Well this is awkward. Anyways - I've been eager to know you(and the original you..) since [Insert] started to vaguely talk about you and your kingdom. I remember something about her having a home there..'

[I have a 'summer house' on the west coast of the lake of Hail. It's quite lovely, actually! The fish is pretty good there, as long as you remove its marble shell]

'Marble,.. shell?'

[Anyone who touches the lake's water will become a marble statue. Not to mention that its deepest depths are Carcosa's equivalent to hell]

~

~

~

'Ya got something on your mask-' [reminder that this place is a glorified graveyard, bossman]

~

~

~

*He turns his head to me in shock. Then glances back to Aureo, then back to me. I look at him with a very worn out look. I was too late. I really was.*

*Blix then breaks eye contact from both of us, looking down at his cider*

“Ah…well, guess it’s time.”

*he saluted.*

“See you next time, Blixer! See you next time, Inser-“

*the clock then ticked 5, as he was thrown against the wall as the sound of a shotgun blasting the two’s eardrums could be heard coming from Aureo’s chin. His face proceeded to split in two as he slumped to the floor.*

*and the other guests were frozen in their last pose, suddenly returning to their corpse-state.*

*the music briefly halts, too..*

~

~

~

'Wh-what... What jus-'

[It's 5am, Blixer. The ball ended for now]

'I-.. For now?..'

[yes.]

[for now]

[just like I said - it's eternal in a nocturnal way. The ballroom comes to life every night and dies again every day. There's always next night..]

[just like how he said..]

~

~

~

'fuck man.. I'm... I'm sorry for you loss. Both initial and... Him..'

[it's alright, boss.]

[anyways, we should leave]

'... Yeah, we should. This place is actually breaking down my soul.'

*I opened the portal home, making room for bossman to enter. Soon it was only me, 14 and Whimsy. But before I leave aswell, I decided to leave another gift - for Aureo. A vinyl of the ULTRAKILL ost was placed on the counter*

[figured you wanted something too since last night..]

[...]

[well... See you whenever.]

*now's the time to bring over whichever guest you chose to bring.*

*bringing someone or not,*

*welcome back to the Ball, Insert. :)*

@the-eternal-golden-ball

*7:50pm Pst*

*ten minutes until sunset*

*as I was waiting for the time I was having a conversation with a familiar face*

*one, whom I live with and work for in tallest tower in Paradise, Shapia*

*it was moreso a -ahum- intervention regarding how I was during the morning...*

*after the wake up call...*

'Listen.'

'I know how you feel.'

'but I never had the chance to meet the guy in order to know if he's syphening energy from [you]'

[he hasn't and never will.]

[if he tried it would've been obvious]

[also - you can't syphen anything from me]

'Right'

'But he made that big of an impact on your life that you've ultimately decided to visit his grave every single night??'

'[Insert] that's straight up just unhealthy attachment!'

[Blixer, that's how I met you and the others. Except in this case I formed a proper bond via a natural way.]

.

.

'of course it is...'

[just admit that you have become very curious about his majesty and you're trying to find an excuse to meet him, despite the fact that he's dead]

.

'yeah..'

[well]

[I mean]

[there is an option on how to meet him, tho it involves coming with me tonight]

'you want me to speak with his gravestone?'

[n-no, it's not the graveyard you think it is.]

'then what?'

*and before I would answer, right around 8pm, then the Light shined behind me, playing the music from the ballroom*

~

~

~

'I- [М******] there's a light behi-'

[I know =)]

[it means it's time for the Gala!]

'Gala?... I thought it that was last night.'

[it's an eternal Ball, bossman. It just functions nocturnally]

'huh... A nocturnal-eternal Ball...'

~

[So]

[You coming, Blix?]

~

~

'I mean...'

'if that's where he is.'

[Wonderful!]

[follow me!]

*I say, as I guided the shapeling King of corruption towards the light*

*I'm sure that they'd get along...*

*it’s as if the sunset never arrived.*

<halt.>

*Scourge steps in front of the two, towering far above, before noticing Insert.*

<ah. no invitation needed for you.>

*then he notices Blixer.*

[ikr?]

[it's like daylight never touched it!]

'as in opposed to..?'

[you don't want to know.]

'alright then.. Keep [your] secrets-'

<halt.>

*right, Scourge. I should probably show my-*

<ah. no invitation needed for you.>

[oh]

[okay!]

~

~

<..he's with you, [Insert]?>

'oh-uhh - me? Yeah, I'm with [her].'

*he said upon mention.*

[can confirm]

*I reply*

*come to think of it - I think Scourge is naturally taller than bossman.*

<welcome, you two!>

<bar’s upfront. also, not only did we get ourselves a head butler, we also have the architect of the ball coming over! the bartender can explain more if you go over.>

[yeah..]

*yes, great news and all, but I have a suspicion about this*

'>Ah-! Forgive me, sir!<'

*before any more words could be exchanged, he rushes off just as Aureolin calls the two over.*

"Hey, over here!"

"Sorry about that, it’s quite packed today, that’s why. Drink orders comin’ from folks that don’t wanna get off the seats, so..you know."

[What's up?]

'This place looks like the Goldroom from The Shinning'

[It's because it is a copy of the Goldroom. His majesty quite likes that film]

'huh...'

THUD

'OH SHIT'

'>Ah-! <'

[OHMYGOD ARE Youu..]

[you...]

*as I was witnes to Blixer's and the butler's collision, it didn't take a second to recognize who said butler was...*

'>Forgive me sir! <'

'N-no it's fi-Oh, he left.'

~

~

~

'you good, [Insert]?'

[yeah]

[no]

[it's just that..]

[remember that code Kronos from awhile ago?]

'Yes?.. I don't know what [your] foreshadowi-'

*but as if the devil was called, the ball's bartender called from afar*

"Hey, over here!"

*we both turn to the source of the voice - Aureolin*

[ah!]

[Aureo!! :D]

'Talk about a sudden moodswing...'

"Sorry about that, it's quite packed today, that's why. Drink orders comin' from folks that don't wanna get off the seats, so... you know."

[Oh]

[no]

[It's fine!]

[at least no one got dirty!]

"Anyways, you two, have a seat!"

*I look over to bossman, signifying that it's his turn to order*

'uhhhh....'

*as he went off to prepare the drinks, a pitch-black humanoid wearing a suit, alongside a trenchcoat over said suit and a black fedora sat next to Blixer and Insert. Interesting enough, he had no facial features. No nose, no ears, no eyes, no hair…nothing! Except for a lipless mouth, currently grinning toothily.*

*as Aureo came back with their drinks (Blixer’s drink was a cider that tasted like the exact order they would’ve wanted, despite them not specifying what they would’ve wanted), he seemingly took one glance at the coated figure before sliding them some bourbon on the rocks.*

[not exactly - Aureolin here is the result of that code Kronos]

'really? For a "slightly-to-the-left" version of what I could assume was he's a master at bartendin'. Like - look at him! 8 drinks at once!'

[yeah.]

*as we waited, a pitch black figure Sat next to us... Wait a minute*

~

'Pst.. [Insert]... Isn't that the aforementioned architect?'

[what gave you that idea]

'I dunno?.. He looks like one?... Minus the void-look?..'

*before we could whisper any more, our drinks came! I took my strawberry-lemonade cocktail, while taste tested his cider,... Only to be plesently surprised*

'Damn?? Since when did you get access to poly-fruit ciders? Especially the isosceles flavor?'

[they have everything and anything up in here!]

'Well I'll be damn..'

*I look back at the figure, noticing now that Aureo has been glaring(?) at him, only to slide a bourbon on the rocks with noticeable distain towards said figure. The "architect" then drank some of his drink and spoke to us*

">...so, how're you two enjoying the ball so far?<"

*sounds like him, looks like he could be him, Aureo showed distain to him... Yep, it's Phyldrex alright, or at least a version of him, since his little Benefactor persona now seems to be it's own thing*

[Fine..]

*he takes a sip of the bourbon.*

">you know, all these guests? I’m sure you know they’re just reanimated bodies, right?<"

">well, here’s a fun fact: they don’t have souls, none of them do.<"

">they’re just puppeted corpses with makeup slapped on them, the masks taking on their likeness perfectly, making it appear as if they were who they once were, but they aren’t.<"

">aureo there taught me that trick, gotta hand it to him. all i knew how to do back then was puppet corpses to do things, but not disguise them and make them appear as if they were alive.<"

[yeah it is..]

*granted it was interesting, but PHYL of all people? Hard to believe that he created this place. Though he was close to getting sued for identity fraud from the Grim reaper..*

*Blixer on the other hand - he just stopped everything he was doing upon hearing the fact that the ballroom was filled with puppeted corpses.*

~

~

~

[yeah]

[you should've expected this since we're visiting a friend of mine that died]

*he just shook his head*

'Should've..'

">about the Masked Reaper.<"

">honestly? I might just let it go, give it its own life and personality, and let it be as a being separate from me.<"

">funnily enough, it’s becoming like the Benefactor in a way.<"

">another creation of mine that has developed so much relationships and other things it’s beginning to branch off from me.<"

">i don’t think I’m that good at the ‘create a different identity for yourself’ thing because they just keep being different people to the point that it’s like they’re no longer another costume for me to put on, but just…someone else.<"

">funny, eh?<"

*he took a sip of his bourbon,*

*I say, lifting my clawed hand, beholding my latest emotional scar, alluding to the irreversible psychic damage he has done to me.*

*all, for just an lousy """"art project"""*

*all, for nothing at all*

~

~

~

*he stares, before chuckling.*

">how would a corpse know anything?<"

">he, scourge, rmp…<"

">they’re all like the others. Corpses puppeted by the ball with makeup slapped on to make them look alive.<"

">they have no soul. they only seem alive, but they’re all gone, insert.<"

">if I took off Aureo’s mask right now, he’d revert to his true appearance: a corpse with his head split down the middle from a singular shotgun blast, and crumple to the floor.<"

">i’m no Necromancer. all I can do is simulate life, not revive it.<"

~

~

'how--'

'how did you-'

[he was the the top of the void hierarchy, bossman]

">one: top of the abyss hierarchy. the abyss is deeper than the void and an entirely seperate dimension.<"

*i drink from my cocktail*

~

~

~

'so... since when did you two met?' [fuck you mean by that?] 'My gal. From the fucking conversation i got roped into -its been made clear that you two have hard beef with one another. AND - i still havent had a proper conversation with this Aureolin guy or whoever the fuck the original king was' 'At least some context would be nice.' [...] [Phyl here was RMP's stand-in way back when and five days after RMP killed himself(because we found the coffin of his wife that he killed) Phyl decided to cause that code Kronos and create Aureolin for an """"art project"""" of his. Scourge, the bouncer, was also accidently created during that time.] '...okay... And since then you were after him, which later lead to his capture and then to when he fucked of after me and the council decided to allow him to go to that Buckshot thing' [Yes] [And he lost] 'huh'

~

~

~

">..but i gotta say. i just gotta say.<"

">thank you and whoever else is in the council for letting me go to that round. i actually needed more time to work on a different, but still personal project.<"

*he took a swig of his bourbon, tapping it twice to refill it.*

">..besides. i finished the project, already.<"

">the moment aureo 'donated' his mask, i finished it.<"

">...<"

*he'd clear his throat.*

">i'm gonna go tend to the statues, now. aureo'll be back briefly, so go talk to him.<"

*he stood up, using his fingers to draw a line, which opened into a rift.*

*hold on is this mf leaving the ball???*

">good talk.<"

"Sorry I’m late, had to finish something up.”

“Did I miss much?”

[just a visit from a certian someone]

[Anyways - since Miracle Musical is now playing, I'd like you to met someone before sunrise]

[Aureo, this is Blixer. He's apart of OAD's council of Justice, meaning that I technically work for him. Also he's mostly known as the 'Corruption King' in his source material/fandom!]

"Name's Aureo. The Bouncer you met was Scourge."

'.. Well this is awkward. Anyways - I've been eager to know you(and the original you..) since [Insert] started to vaguely talk about you and your kingdom. I remember something about her having a home there..'

[I have a 'summer house' on the west coast of the lake of Hail. It's quite lovely, actually! The fish is pretty good there, as long as you remove its marble shell]

'Marble,.. shell?'

[Anyone who touches the lake's water will become a marble statue. Not to mention that its deepest depths are Carcosa's equivalent to hell]

~

~

~

'Ya got something on your mask-' [reminder that this place is a glorified graveyard, bossman]

~

~

~

*He turns his head to me in shock. Then glances back to Aureo, then back to me. I look at him with a very worn out look. I was too late. I really was.*

*Blix then breaks eye contact from both of us, looking down at his cider*

A modern day AroAce enby that's into Cryptozoology/the paranormal, a 1930s English man who's a writer, a medieval French knight, a Slavic pagan shepherd from before the creation of Bulgaria and a dramaturgist from ancient Greece.

They have been working together to solve what's happening, who caused it and how to stop it. They come to the conclusion that a many-faced eldritch being is messing with the world.

Eventually - they meet the entity. Upon first look, he seems familiar, too familiar. The tattered yellow cloak, the pale white mask, and the Vantaa-black crown - it's all recognizable. The group knows who this is and has heard of him beforehand.

As i like to think - everything about The King is purely up to interpretation, meaning that he could be as old as Tempus and people has known him via many names and roles.

for example :

The enby knows him as the eldritch horror/"Cthulhu's narrative foil"

The 1930s author knows him as the cursed theater play

The french knight knows him as an unholy evil or "The un-nameable one"

The slavic shepherd is actually my take on Haïta, meaning that they know him as Hatsur - the "shepherd's god" that they worship.

Lastly - The ancient Greek literally knows him as Fate himself - the one not even Zeus can defeat.

With that in mind - The King simply wanted to see people with extremely different viewpoints interact, especially when it comes to how people see him as.

So the infohazard flex tape guy was a wizard and then via corrupted magic transformed into that. So now he collects information on himself to never forget what's left of him?

i

shit

you

not

this is real

and its good

*one gasp*

Dark jett: i going to hypnosis you numberblock 1

*dark jett hypnosis to numberblock 1*

Look into my eyes you're going to very.......sleepy.......very......sleepy

Now repeat after me

I'm your command

sir

this is a Sonic's

you can just slide into peoples inbox with hypnosis crossover roleplay

👾⛓️❌

👾🚶‍♂️➡️⛓️➡️🚶‍♂️

*i then immediately pull out a pen and paper and scribble something on it. that something being its name*

*one gasp*

Dark jett: i going to hypnosis you numberblock 1

*dark jett hypnosis to numberblock 1*

Look into my eyes you're going to very.......sleepy.......very......sleepy

Now repeat after me

I'm your command

sir

this is a Sonic's

you can just slide into peoples inbox with hypnosis crossover roleplay

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*one gasp*

Dark jett: i going to hypnosis you numberblock 1

*dark jett hypnosis to numberblock 1*

Look into my eyes you're going to very.......sleepy.......very......sleepy

Now repeat after me

I'm your command

sir

this is a Sonic's

you can just slide into peoples inbox with hypnosis crossover roleplay

👾⛓️❌

👾🚶‍♂️➡️⛓️➡️🚶‍♂️