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[vitaelamorte]

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

You are overjoyed at the sound of a new voice, you are drawn into the nostalgic delights of an old favourite, you are captivated with curiosity about a new game, entertained by the eventuality of your participation AND YET--



--there are still some hurdles left to climb. BUT FEAR NOT! Whether to test or to hone, to prepare or refine, whether to socialise or scout, you are now right where you need to be at the

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[ghflskhu_ph]

"Oh, I know LOTS OF THINGS."

[The voice chuckles, echoing impossibly from the very landscape itself.]

"From the SKELETONS IN YOUR CLOSET to the COBWEBS OF YOUR SANITY, your mind is as clear to me as WATER TO A DROWNING MAN. But you don't SOUND as though you were talking to JUST ME just now--"

[If Alex allows his thoughts to wander, sure enough IT is there. Out of the corner of his eye, never within eyeshot, never straight on to begin with. The static thickens.]

"PERHAPS YOU'RE EXPECTING SOMEONE MORE L̢͜͝I̸K̷E͘ ̴͘T̷ ̀͝H ̀I̸̛ ͏S̀̕?̵͟͝ "

[The tension builds- the entity twitches nearer, there's just one difference. When finally in focus, the normally faceless form raises his head just far enough to reveal a single glowing yellow eye--]

"SORRY, BUT ARM'S-A-PLENTY WON'T BE JOINING US THIS TIME."

[Before disintegrating in one cerulean blast. Reduced to dust, the entity's form leaves behind what appears to be a floating golden one-eyed triangle; the only color in the entire landscape. Said triangle jauntily swings his cane, looking around appreciatively.]

"Nice place ya got here. The name's Bill Cipher! I'm the MASTER OF THE MIND. Your SLENDER FRIEND'S got quite a hold in here, but even your CLASSY BOOGYMAN can't see through the TELESCOPIC INFINANCE OF ETERNITY the way I can."

[rosswood]

[Oh god, what even the hell. More laughter. More tearing like images at the bottom of a TV screen. Until he sees it, standing like it always is. Dead still.

He stumbles backwards as the golden, pulsing glow starts to creep over that faceless texture. His heel hooks over a root and sends him sprawling. The camera smashes against the ground.

Like all his dreams, getting up would be pointless. He'd be running in place again.

Alex flinches, arms coming up to his face as the shape of his nightmares detonates, leaving behind...

...a fairly innocuous-seeming one-eyed triangle?]

What the -

[Rifling around in his skull? Well, it is a dream. Stuff tends to get exposed like that. But Alex still bristles.]

Who invited you? The goddamn Illuminati?

[ghflskhu_ph]

"HEHA! Those chuckleheads WISH they were still associated with me, but lets be real they outlived their entertainment value a century ago."

[Bill peers down at skittish human from his fixed point above, cane just out of reach. Perhaps he should help the kid up? EHHH he'll think about it.]

"No invitation, though I suppose you can count the TATTERED SHREDS OF YOUR QUESTIONABLE HUMANITY For making it so easy for me to get in. If you want to stop being bothered by ELDRITCH HORRORS, take away that WELCOME SIGN why don'tcha."

[rosswood]

I didn't ask for this, you asshole!

[Alex counters, the words an indignant hiss. He scrambles to his feet, brushing the graying dirt from his shirt in a gesture that's entirely useless given that none of this is technically real. It drifts to the ground like ash, clinging to his fingertips like oil. Ugh.]

But seriously, why d'you look like you just got peeled off a one-dollar bill or something?

["Bill". Is that the joke? Is his name a pun?

What in the name of the goddamn bejeezus is going on here.]