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tyyyy for all that tagged me.. i've left it so long i've forgotten some of u now but YAY for this.. ig i used it more to look back over Oscar's evolution as a character more than the visuals 🤔 idk it's more fun!! (obviously the look changed over time too tho but eh 🤷‍♀️)

what a colourful life the boy has led 😅 is it cheesy to be proud of an oc.. maybe but idc lmaoo yaaay for our favourite ginger trashman and all that he's been thru and become 🤸‍♀️🧡

Prompt from the lovely @watermelons-whump-game

Warnings: guns, gun violence, hostage situation, self sacrifice, fade to black, gun shot, threat of death, forced to watch

"I am only going to give you one chance, Caretaker," Whumper drawled, "tell me what I want to know and I will make your death quick. Just a quick shot at the base of your skull, you won't even feel a thing. Lie to me, or refuse to tell me, and I will make your death so long and drawn out you will be begging me for mercy."

"Please," Caretaker begged, their hands raised. "I...I...I don't want to die."

Whumper chuckled. "Good, then just tell me where Whumpee is and I'll send you on your way."

"But.....you'll kill me," Caretaker sobbed. They didn't want to die. They were so terribly afraid. But they couldn't give Whumpee to Whumper. They just couldn't do that.

"You're going to die anyway. May as well make your death painless, right?"

"Please," Caretaker said, their voice thick with tears, "don't make me do this. I...I don't want to. Please."

"Caretaker, you seem to be operating under the delusion that I may spare you. And by extension Whumpee. Let me clarify. You are going to die. Whumpee is going to die. I can make your death a mercy. Or I can make sure your death is the most pain anyone has suffered. The choice really is up to you."

"Let them go," Whumpee said as they appeared in the doorway. "I'm the one you want. Let Caretaker go."

"No!" Caretaker shouted as Whumper turned and grinned.

"I was wondering when you would show up. It took you long enough." Whumper waved their gun in the air. "I suppose you want me to let them go as a show of good faith?"

"Let them go and you can do whatever you want to me," Whumpee said as they avoided Caretaker's gaze.

"Please, don't do this, Whumpee! There has to be another way!"

Whumper considered a moment. "Fine. But they have to watch. Then I'll let them go."

Whumpee opened their mouth to protest. While they couldn't trust that Whumper would let Caretaker go, they knew that if they pushed the point, Whumper would just kill Caretaker on the spot. Just to spite Whumpee. "Fine."

"PLEASE!" Caretaker screeched.

"It's ok, Caretaker. It's ok." Whumpee said as they finally turned their gaze to Caretaker's. Caretaker's eyes were filled with tears as Whumpee stared into them. "You'll be ok. I promise."

"Let's get this show on the road then!" Whumper said as they pointed the gun at Whumpee's face. "I've been waiting to do this for a very long, long time."

Whumpee stared down the barrel of the gun pointed in their direction. Though they were afraid, they would not show it. Because if they showed how afraid they were, Caretaker would do everything they could to stop it.

"I love you," they whispered softly, knowing Caretaker would hear them. Perhaps those were fitting last words. Perhaps they would give Caretaker comfort. It was no matter, Whumpee wouldn't be around long enough to find out. "I love you," they repeated and they closed their eyes.

The sound of the gun being fired echoed perfectly in Whumpee's ears.

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