#gb!illusion

"I think I finally got it working..."

Someone with long, light blue hair (specifically #d0f1f3) tied back into a low ponytail with dark purple streaks in the front and, strangely enough, silvery star shaped confetti mixed in, stands holding up a camera to their face. Their right eye has what looks to be a very pixelated Google Chrome symbol over it, the other looking relatively normal if not for the pinkish purple iris.

"I don't know if anyone can hear me or will even find this, but... Hello, my name is Reality Steve and- in some sick twist of fate, as per usual- I've ended up stuck in this place with a handful of different universal versions of... myself?"

"If anyone finds this, please, reach out. Anything is a welcome distraction from... all of this."

OOC LIST OF PEOPLE HERE:

Artful Agony AU Reality (the one talking here)

Genderbent Illusion

The Epic Saga AU Reality

Other Friends AU Reality

Out Of Bounds AU Reality (and sometimes Sabre)

Alt Saga AU Illusion

Hero/Villain AU Illusion

Server Not Found AU Illusion

Game Master AU Illusion

GB stares at the dirt wall for a moment, unsure if she should try dig it out or if it's not actually important. Honestly, she doesn't want to get dirt all over her hands since she doesn't have a shovel, so she chooses to not touch it.

"Huh... Weird."

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Fake Illusion's softly purring now, keeping its ears swiveled towards the direction of the clearing.

GM watches him leaving closely, mostly out of paranoia that he's going to turn around and try to attack him or something. Seeing as he doesn't do anything strange- which that in itself is strange, he lets out a shaky sigh. He visibly relaxes now that Origin isn't near him, happy to be away form him.

GB makes her way back soon, still holding the kitten. GM glares at her the moment she comes into sight, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently against the ground.

"So."

"Before you start- I'm shocked that you didn't try to do the same."

"Mmnn, fair. However, do that again and I'm personally chopping off your hands."

I'll follow the trail and check it out for myself. You don't have to follow, but knowing what happened might help me figure out where to look next.

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Fake Illusion meows up at GB, before settling down in her hold, resting its head and closing its eyes, but keeping its ears pricked and alert.

"Hm- tempting, but I think I'd rather eat sand then go back there."

He stands still, clearly not having any intention of going with him. It could help find this world's Illusion if he went with Origin, but being in a lab with HIM of all people sounds like a genuine nightmare, so he isn't going to be doing that.

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He has a look of concern, which only grows at the mention of the lab.

Do... you know what happened?

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The cat, after staying still for a bit, gives GB's hand a swipe of its tongue.

GM shakes his head, answering honestly for once. He doesn't even want to know what happened there, actually, the less he knows the better (and the less nightmares he'll have).

"Well... I guess I have some clues..? I don't exactly wish to put them all together though. I already get enough nightmares about labs..."

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She smiles at the cat, amused by its actions. It's adorable in her opinion... Maybe she should calm down so she doesn't scare the kitty. That's probably a good idea.

"Aww... Your owner must miss you a lot..."

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Meanwhile, the kitten is looking up at GB with a tilted head. It gives a small mrrp? Of confusion.

GM nods, just now realizing that he just offered to help none other than Origin Steve himself... Dear Colors, what has he gotten himself into?

"Y- yeah, of course! Do you have any ideas on where they could've gone from here?"

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GB stops running once she's sure that she's far away enough that they won't catch her, leaning against a tree and gasping for air as she tries to catch her breath. Now, her fear turns to anger. Even if Origin could still hear the words she's saying from here, she'd repeat them right to his face.

"There... is no way... in HELL that I'm staying ANYWHERE near that 'phobic FREAK."

She sighs and looks back down at the kitten, her hatred softening.

He calls after GB, before putting his head in one hand.

I don't have time for this...

He's looking at GM now, semi-curious about them, but now's not the time.

Have you seen two people, one a steve with vines in his hair and liquids on his arms, and the other a player with mostly grey hair and glowing lines on his skin?

GB is long gone, having disappeared to... I would say Origin knows where, but he doesn't in this case. She'll come back eventually. Maybe. Hopefully. GM slowly turns back to Origin, smiling extremely nervously while standing straighter than a board. It is visibly obvious that he is extremely uncomfortable around Origin, that much is painfully clear.

"No."

He answers without skipping a beat. Even if he had, he wouldn't have told this guy that. There's no way that he has good intentions for them. And plus, the first person sounds a lot like Elemental- even if he doesn't know who the second person could be, there's no way in the Spiritless World that he'd tell Origin of all people if he'd seen Elemental.

He moves through the woods towards them, following the noise GM creates and the sound of the two voices. Once he gets into the clearing, though, he looks visibly disappointed, dusting away the stray leaves that had gotten themselves stuck on his pants and shoes.

Oh, you're not the ones I was looking for...

GB immediately recognizes that voice, suddenly understanding why GM is so freaked out. The two of them freeze up and go extremely tense at the sight of Origin, looking at him as if he was some kind of terrifying monster. After a moment of owlishly staring, GM tries to speak, but can't find any words to say. GB suddenly bolts, taking off into the forest away from them both.

GM almost goes to chase after her, but just reaches a hand out towards where she went and calls after her.