《The Beginning of the End FNF Era》Week 1 & 2
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What are you so afraid of?
She now wears a sleeveless red dress and red high heels.
I just wanna... y'know—
He now wears a white T-shirt with a red prohibition sign, baggy blue pants, red sneakers.
Just then a floating turtle shell flies in through the door. It was you in your Terraspin form.
Terraspin is a reddish, turtle-like alien with large flipper-like arms and stumpy legs. The tips of his arms also have three holes each, which can extend finger-like claws to use as fingers.
Ayo, Terraspin's in the house.
You then transformed back...
You called bro? And if you don't mind, who's this cutie? Feel like I've seen somewhere else.
Your memories were a little fuzzy since you had done so many things since those high school days.
Hey, I called you here to be supporting not making me more embarrassed.
So, what I miss?
Oh right I just wanna... y'know— Not mess up in front of her! It'll be so lame.
Bro I don't think you'll mess up. And plus if you do...
Then who cares?! You gotta fail before you succeed!! Come on, I'll show you.
You think you can do that again? Gotta get these acing music muscles to do something.
Oh, uh, sure.
Oh, yeah, I still got myself a beat, even if ain't your's GF.
You kissed her politely on her hands.
GF, it's time to come home, your second dinner's gonna get cold— ...
Daddy Dearest has a demonic-looking appearance with lavender skin, black eyes with red glowing pupils and, greyish-lilac hair vaguely shaped like a demon's horns. He wears an open black suit jacket without a shirt that reveals his grey chest and pubic hair, black pants held by a belt with a golden buckle, and a silver watch on his left wrist. He has some stubble on his chin and a mark on his forehead. He holds a microphone in his left hand.
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Who is this?
Well, he's—
She said while putting her index fingers together rather cutely.
The name's .XML... BF, .XML!
No one's talking about you short stuff, I'm talking about this one.
He points at you...
Hahaha... (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N), and this is my best friend.
Well, heard my daughter was on the prowl again and if chose you then I'm a hundred percent okay with it.
Girlfriend and Boyfriend stare at you, dumbfounded.
Uh, dad...
Man, you mighta gotten the wrong person.
Uh, yeah... BF wants your girl, not me...
I'm an up-and-coming rapper who wants to touch on every music genre!! And to an extent, your daughter.
Do you understand how wrong that sounds?
BF WHAT???
I'll tell ya right now, boy; If you wanna get with my daughter, you gotta beat my ass first.
Wait, dad—
Thassa BET!! I'll suplex ya, old man! You ain't ready for this problem!!
You got a problem you know that, right?
And after I funk you up, I'm gonna funk up your daughter's—
You put your hand over his mouth and mouth the words 'are you crazy'.
... In a singin' battle!
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... Oh.
Were you expecting something else?
Well, in that case, I'm one of the hottest rappers out right now. I'll help you get with the times, then I'm gonna smooch this dime, heheh... Ain't that right, baby?
Will you just shut the hell up?
You've got some nerve tryin' to swoon, my little girl, while I'm right here. Put yer mic where yer yapper is, boh!
Aight! Don't go too hard, you might get an aneurysm.
You just sighed.
... You know what? That was a lot less scary than I imagined it would be.
You had to jinx it huh?
Pfft, it was just baby-time music.
See what I tell ya?
I thought someone as puny as him would only be able to handle that. Now comes the real test. Yer gonna show me just how badly you want my baby girl.
Oh no, dad please don't do something rash—
Go get him, bro.
Don't worry doll and (Y/N), this is all for practice. Hit me with anything geezer!
Alright. You said you were a rapper, right? Well, I actually hung with and killed both Biggie and Tupac. Lemme show you what they taught me before I made their lives forfeit.
... Huh. That also wasn't as intense as I thought it'd be!
You had to do it again.
Mother FUNKER. You persistent little shit.
Woah there, Daddy D. there are kids in the crowd. They really want a show. I say we give em one...
However, he IS lookin' mighty tired.
Same could be said for you, boh. But I'm 'bouta make mincemeat outta you. Let's give the crowd somethin' to scream about.
How... How are you so damn good?!
He'd do anything for your girl sir. Don't you understand? He really wants her, I'd say he's proven himself worthy.
I deserve this... I deserve, HER!
You quietly cursed his stupid mouth.
BF...
You don't deserve shit... she's been with other men, y'know. BETTER men at that, better than you'll EVER be. Like your damn friend here.
I'll take that as a compliment. Though even if they are better than him... well, he doesn't care! None of our flaws make us lame!
Your daughter knows what she's doing. She picked my bum-butt for a reason. Now stay out of her business, and attend to the tightness of them jeans.
Daddy Dearest scoffs and heads off to work someplace else. You then clapped at his victory.
Good job man, but knowing him, he'll be back. And before you ask I live near their house.
It had clicked since the first song that this is, in fact, your neighbor.
This was after the first couple of weeks of your musical trio. You were running around the block and suddenly you heard an explosion. You ran over there and transformed into Water Hazard.
Water Hazard appears as a rock blue, mollusk-like alien with red eyes, and a reddish-pink mouth that does not move when he speaks. Behind his legs and on the top of his arms are small spikes that are the same color as his skin, there are black spots on his shoulders and legs, and on his hands, there are portholes, which he uses to shoot water. Water Hazard also has four fingers with claws on them and on each of his feet, there is a rock-blue spike.
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His lower torso is black, with two spikes on the side of it. Water Hazard has four stilted eyes, and also has eye-like patterns on his chest, with crab-like features on his stomach which appear to be crab legs forming a rib cage.
His mouth has a line running through it, his hood looks a lot rougher than before, is bigger, and more hexagonal than before, and he now has what appear to be barnacle-like portholes on his shoulders, arms, legs, and hands, from which he shoots the water. Rather than circular shoulders, he now has shoulders that end in shoulder pad-like armor above his arm, with fewer black markings. He also has three spikes on the back of his legs and seems to have cracks on his arms and shoulders. The red sections near his face are now shorter and seemingly connect to his head with silver wire-like sections. His fingers are sharper and resemble dactyls, the "move-able finger" of a crab pincer. He is taller and thinner, as well as his legs becoming much thinner.
You jumped in the air with the water propulsion that you created and hosed down the burning cars. After a few long seconds the cars have cooled off, but no one in both cars survived. You were devastated, this was one of your first, and last, failed missions. All that survived was a piece of paper.
"By Lily. To whom may find this. We're most likely gone from this planet. We'd relish you to take care of our two adolescent girls, and if you can our son, his designation is... Well, that's not paramount's. He's probably killed by those demons... they've threatened to kill our entire family line. So the likelihood of him surviving is zero to none. Please if you read this, endeavor and expose them of the demons they are. Their orchestration is t—"
Ugh... why does everything have to cut off at the last couple of words, and seriously what's with the fancy writing.
It was now the beginning of October and we went to explore a said haunted house.
...
... erm—
Hello, anyone home?
Babe, I know that haunted houses are intended to be eery 'n' shit... But Nah, this place is whack! I hate it here!!
Can't be that bad in here.
What are you so afraid of?
We're here by your side, no one's gonna hurt you.
But I've BEEN hurt! I got jump scared so much my scrote's losing control of itself...
I did say take care of your business before you came here.
I'm sure there's a bathroom around here so you can fix yourself up. Do you two dolls have any idea where a bathroom may be?
She says that last bit sarcastically.
Uh... I... wouldn't... recommend talking to dolls in this house.
Upstairs, first door on the right!
Skid and Pump are a duo of small children in Halloween costumes.
Skid wears a skeleton costume consisting of a black outfit with white lines and circles representing bones and a skull head mask with black markings around the mouth.
Pump wears a pumpkin man costume consisting of a black suit with a white shirt underneath, white gloves, and a pumpkin head mask.
Ah okay, thank you!
A moment goes by in silence.
WAIT WHAT THE FUNK?
Skid, Pump good to see you two kicken' around.
We were informed that you were our precious candy, senora GF!
So we'll be taking you now, as a treat!
Bro, how the funk does she look like candy to y'all?
Not so fast! You guys ain't earn her like I did, she's all mine!
Baby...
UNLESS you guys can beat me in a sing-off! Then you can have her.
You son-of-a bitch.
You say rather playfully.
Issa good deal ain't it?
It sounds so fun! Let's go for it, fren!!
What about the candy though? Who told y'all that shit?
Raw as funk! I totally aced that! It was hard as shit, but I aced it! I... almost died many times during it, but I'm still kickin'! How you feelin' towards these little duders hon?
They're cute and all, but I really think it's too scary here. We should leave.
What, can't handle a little dark atmosphere?
No, I can handle that, and these two freaks of nature... If anything, it's the thunder for me.
Seriously what the funk is going on with the lightning?
... I get it.
Aw come on! Don't leave so soon, fren!
Espooky month barely even started!!
Spooky Month?
Bruh, You don't know about Spooky Month!?
No, please enlighten us!
Well it's... it's when you enjoy, ya know, spooky things! Eating spooky candies, discovering spooky monsters...
And doing the spooky dance!!
Is that what you guys were doing while you were singing? I kinda wanna try it out too, honestly!
We can teach you gringo! Please queue the next song, senora GF!
You give GF another CD to play and join the spooky dance as well.
...
Lemon Demon appears to be a demonic humanoid creature with a body mostly comprised of black static-like scribbles apart from his neck, which is instead a violet-pink color. He only has two stubs on each hand and foot. His head is in the shape and color of a lemon with bloodshot eyes and eerily large black pupils. He always has a wide-open smile with light-pink teeth that extrude from his mouth. Bloodstains the roots of his teeth and the bottom of his eyes.
You've seen this guy's face way too many times, and you hated every encounter ever.
Wait huh...? Where's the little monster kids? GF???
Why's it so dark now... and what's this presence I feel?
You ask too many questions, big fella! just chill and hang out with a new pal okay?
W-who the hell are you?! Tell me what you did to them!
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