...But Melody stayed silent. Vincent looked as the Voluptuous Indeedee he was about to have a good time with for some unseen being(s?) seemed to have frozen in place and was stagnated. Vincent was confused as to what was going on and saw Melody's eyes flickering, dotting around trying to assess what was going on, like she was trapped in her own sexy body.
There was a grunting noise coming from behind Vincent and he heard somebody say "Fucking ass holes, going and just changing everything on the dot like that, nearly tearing the world asunder without the care of it all!" The voice sounded... weird. Like somebody talking through weak speakers. Melody's eyes seemed to be focusing on something behind her master, and the human turned to what the Indeedee was staring at, The first thing Vincent saw was a more similar setting from before Melody's physical "reset", the world flickering, losing color, and seemed almost twisted and looking about ready to collapse in on it self.
Than Vincent noticed a person wearing a strange black and white pattered set of cloths, with a weird looking hat and jacket. They wear leaning over a cane, also with a strange pattern to it, looking discomforted for whatever reason. With a snapping sound echoing around them, and a flash of white, the messed up world seemed to have gone back to normal, and Melody was unfrozen from whatever had just happened, still in her sexual form. However, there was still something going on in the sky as if somebody had punched a hole in it, and some clouds were a variety of color not natural to them.
The person before the 2 partners stood up and gave a sigh. "A little better... But very unstable now... I'll just have to reset it again... Fucking jack wads... got careless again." He than turned to Vincent and Melody, they both saw the strange pattern on his cloths didn't stop there. It looked as if somebody played with Windows paint on him.
"Who..." Vincent asked "...Who is that? Is that one of the Creators?" He asked Melody, The Indeedee looked just as confused as he was.
The person before them gave a shallow laugh "Is that what they are calling themselves now?" He mumbled to himself, and than in spoke more clearly, or as clearly as his voice seemed to allow, "I'm not... quite like the things you are referring to as 'Creators', I'm more like... the maintenance crew... of one. My... 'Job'... Is to make sure the, heheh, 'creators' don't go tearing this world of 'theirs' to ribbons whenever they decide to go muck things up for their own pleasures, or boredom... Like they have here."
The person walked closer to the pair and Vincent could see More... or less detail to their features, and their eyes were just as strange as the rest of him, a 1 and a 0 in each socket.
"So, taking great stride in filling in the role of being somebody else's play thing, hmm? Than again, I supposed what does one do against such great and terrifying forces that are beyond your control..." Chuckling, The person got even closer, and as he does so, Melody and Vincent got more and more disturbed, there was nothing to indicate that this person was right there in front of them; No shadow... not breathing or anything. They can see and hear them, but their entire beings are telling them there is nobody there.
"Well, I guess it could be worst, you could have ended up vored and turned as some Alcremie's fat tush, or become nothing more than a sex slave to a Jinx, or even just a living cock on some hapless Snorlax!" The person gave a hollowing laughter, It sounded so inhuman, that it frighten both Vincent and Melody. The Indeedee moving in between her master and the stranger ready to defend Vince. The mad man looks down with a sadistic smile. "Doing the job given to you with great stride as always, Melody. Very admirable in any partner, It makes you all the more attractive, doesn't it Vincent? But don't bother.... I cant do anything directly to you, much like how you cant do anything to me... no more than what THEY can do. Besides..." The person than whispered, "I'm not your enemy..."
"What ARE you, than?" Melody demanded, creeped out by this person before them, still willing to fight to defend her master.
Grinning even wider, they said through crackling sounds from their voice "I told you... I'm just the lowly maintenance crew, Nobody of importance... And you, Traversal Vincent..." The person said, raising his hand over his head and gave one more amused chuckle as their hand positioned to snap their fingers. "You and all the other traversals have so much more control over this than you will ever know... How about I show you 2 an example? The worlds already fucked now, and I'll have to reset it soon enough, but how about a little bit of fun while we are here?"
With a snap of their fingers, Vincent and Melody soon finds the 'fucked up' world fade to black and suddenly 2 sets of spotlights were cast down from somewhere high above, one on them, and the other of the "Maintenance crew of one".
"Let me put on a little thing, just for you, Vincent and Melody, its just a little..." The man chuckled, seeing a new opportunity for them to choose.  You have the following choices: 1. show 2. game indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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