Simile

Am also (starting today) gonna be doing a challenge where I’m gonna try and be getting Artful’s mastery before the game closes. The last time I did something like this…my sanity and health was tested I’ll just say that (I succeeded, but oh goodness I didn’t feel good)!

At the end of each day, I’ll do a lil update thingy on here to show how many kills I have left. ^^

Status: OPEN

Hey everyone! Sorry for little to no posts, I've been busy with several things and hardly had the support to keep drawing, so I'd appreciate it if you decided to commission me a work or even donate $1 to my bank account. Any help means a lot to me, it pushes me to keep drawing!

More information on my Ko-fi :)

We are aware you are cold. You have one objective, 2582-G-V2. Make it quick.

Those words shook in our head as we looked up at the spire. We were already chilled to the core, which would make sense if we were higher up. Instead, our feet were planted closer to the base of the tower, already shaking. Yeah, okay, maybe it wasn’t the brightest idea to scale this thing alone, especially considering this is our first time and we’re two minutes away from nodding off.

Though, what other option did we have (besides going to sleep like they should’ve-)?? The one person we grouped up with left, and we were by ourselves. And what better time to do this than at a late hour when we were scrambling with our thoughts and bodies, and whatever admin or higher up was patrolling us! So much so to the point I didn’t recognize I was wandering absentmindedly to a stone slab that looked VERY out of place. My legs buckled underneath me as I trampled down near some trees and then skidded to some more…out of place rock. Ow. D:

I heard faint, muttered apologies from them, which was nice (though it was quick and I want more later), before the patroller boomed out,

You are off the route and towards a forbidden area, 2582-G-V2. Return in 10 seconds, or there will be consequences.

This whole time, I knew very well someone else was controlling me, the player. The good news is that this player was relatively nice all things considered (helps with the horror stories I’ve heard), and actually took much care not to hurt me. The bad news is that they were VERY oblivious and had no idea what they were doing, though I did. Yeah, I didn’t really trust them when it came to making decisions…especially like this. Okay maybe those horror stories held some merit…because WHAT ARE THEY DOING.

Perhaps it was the lack of sleep, or something else. This time…the player didn’t do what I expected and went against orders for once. Rocks fell as we clambered up and over them, hands firm and movements swift. The admin was enraged, and we could both hear them trying to call in for backup. Oh GOD what have they done-

Before I could even ask what they were thinking, we were somewhere I was unfamiliar with. And definitely not where we were supposed to go. Everything died in my mind and throat the moment we went in…and I had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to get out, not this time.

-@similemirrored

(Also to be transparent, I could leave and the vessel, or 2582-G-V2 would still be there, we just have shared control. Though I’m in more control of movement and action, while they’re in control of speaking. Meaning if I left, they basically wouldn’t be able to move, just thought I’d clarify that-)

[?] There are a total of 5 Stages in TEST.EXE, each one harder then the last. Many that came here never made it past Stage 1, and fewer made it to Stage 3. None had made it any further.

Dylan's world, Monochrome, rests comfortably at the last stage, untouched and undisturbed. It had stayed that way for a long, long time. Since the creation of the universe, since Robloxia came into fruition.

Yet here you are, standing at the heart, never having to face the battles that came before. Perhaps it's luck that granted you early access to its final show, or would it be more wise to say you were unlucky?

Alas, non-euclidan terrain is this anomaly's middle name.

[?] You are standing on what could've been a castle. The marble flooring and pillars, black and white, expanding connected islands for as far as the eye can see. Looking over the railing, you would only find an empty abyss below. Maybe it's best to stay far from it.

There's multiple— perhaps even hundreds of Noobs roaming around. However, they don't seem hostile, as they simply walk around aimlessly. There's some people on the pillars, but it's hard to make out what or who they are.

You are much, much smaller then the pillars, and the area itself is so big you may need a few dashes to get around comfortably.

Speaking of comfort, both of us were immediately uncomfortable. Not heavily, but in the back of our minds, it was like the feeling of going in a forest at the break of dawn before you THOUGHT anyone was there, and you couldn’t visibly see anybody down the trail or in the background, but it was where you think someone is there, watching. Judging. Waiting.

Wait a minute, focus- the PLAYER.

“Why on ROBLOXIA did y-“

Cutting me off, he walked me to a corner near the ‘entrance’ with a nearby pillar to try and get away from the noobs. Which was a good call, cause we’d rather not be trampled over, plus, god knows what they’d do considering, I DON’T KNOW, we’re in the middle of a large-scale CONFLICT. We were really just in the middle of the crossfire, I was formerly serving the admins…or what was left of them I think, THOUGH I GUESS NOT ANYMORE. So, I can’t really give him that much credit. I know he’s not really good at combat or fighting by his performance (and he’s not really accustomed to it like I am), so if by chance we do get in a battle, we are SO SCREWED because he decided to play explorer.

He sat me down against the right side of the pillar, away from the balcony and void, but away from the Noobs. Not the best cover, but it’ll do! …He proceeds to then let me hold a little superball. I guess it’s to wake him up in case anything bad happens and if I needed to defend myself. He forgot I can barely throw it by myself and that he needs to be awake for me to throw it.

…

Oh well, so be it. I let him sleep, as whether I like it or not, we’re in this together. I keep a lookout though, and be sure to wake him up… so hopefully nothing happens-AND I SEE TWO PEOPLE.

I don’t know who the first person is, but they seem pretty imposing. I have to squint to see how bluish grey their attire is, and they have a sword. And they seemed pretty high up there in terms of power, even if I could barely see them from the island they’re on (out of character: Hi Vagabond hiii!! :D). The second person is on one of the closer pillars up ahead and I cannot make them out at all save for the fact they are purple and have a chainsaw I think (out of character: Also hi Mystic Jason!!). Okaaay maybe it’s time we skedaddle and…oh right I can’t move. WELP.

Panicking, I try and dribble the ball to wake him up, and by dribble, I mean dropping the superball and not being able to pick it up.

BOING!!

Sketches this as a way to giggle with the fact I’m allergic to cats…but I still love cats so badly. Funny, considering my dad recently got a kitten, I love her AND I hold her for a while. Everything’s fine until my body basically decides to self destruct moments later… :’D

Also hi fly Trapper and kitty Ashle hiiiii!! :D I love fly Trapper so much for no reason-maybe because my lil guy is part moth?? I unno! :’D