No it’s a good thing! Keep on doing your funky writer stuff :D
Well this makes me uncomfortable- guess you did a good job lmao!
YOOOOOO!! great quotes :D
@Ash's Second Herald what is ralsei deltarune holding in that picture /gen
(( @Jasmyn Flowers no you're doing good! i can def read that in his voice :D
Techno frowned. "Well, I wanna say yes, but this guy's facial structure looks pretty much exactly like mine. Just, uhh, less tusks. And yeah, he's pretty human. I'm guessin' that's not normal, Phil."
(there's so much going on at once holy prime
((welp here goes nothin-
(c)
"Oh, Phil, thank the gods," Techno gasps. "Dude, what the heck is going on?"
((has phil joined the call?
"Bruh, I'm not going outside," protested Techno. "I haven't even left the room."
(since you're playing multiple characters can you please clarify who you're playing as?)
Techno cut in. "What the heck are you guys talking about?"
Techno finally gave up, leaving the call. Phil had joined briefly but left without saying something, as if he had connection issues. Maybe he could call Niki or something?
CHECK THE SERVER
VC VC VC
JOIN THE VC
TECHNOLATE
Chat was being incoherent as usual, but he decided to see what they were going on about anyway. He clicked on a server without reading the name. "Heh?" It looked like a server dedicated to him. Nope. Not dealing with that today, and Chat was yelling at him that it was the wrong server anyway.
He picked a different one. This seemed like a better choice—when he checked who was online, there were a lot of names he recognized. Everyone seemed to be in one VC. Eh. Might as well appease Chat. Techno joined the call.
(c!)
Techno pressed the button to start a voice call. To his immense relief, the other account picked up almost immediately. "Hallo?"
(( hi everyone ^^
((anyone online to rp?
Welp. If c!Techno was trapped in this unfamiliar environment, he would do what all the greatest warriors of yore would have done, provided they had any braincells.
He would call Philza Minecraft.
(jas if youre not ready for phil feel free to ignore this and ill play it off as techno didn't get a response.)
Techno was snapped out of his confusion by Chat yelling at him to check his communicator. Apparently he'd missed a notification while zoning out. L. His communicator wasn't in his pocket, but he heard the buzz of a new message and headed to a nightstand beside the bed.
...that did not look like a normal communicator. He read the notifications anyway. They weren't from anyone he knew, but he selected one at random. The communicator unlocked without him having to do anything because of facial recognition, apparently. At least one of them recognized this face.
The communicator's weirdly large screen brought him to a familiar blueish application. Discord. He'd been on servers that used Discord before. How did it work again? Oh, yeah. Techno tapped to see who the communicator's owner was DMing. To his surprise and relief, he recognized the names. Phil was at the top, with Eret and Tubbo right below. Ranboo was there too. So was Niki. And Dream. All familiar names there. Below that were Karl, Puffy, George, and Punz, who Techno didn't really know, but they seemed all right. Below that, on the other hand, were Schlatt (hasn't that guy been dead for over a year?), Quackity (yay, it's the guy obsessed with murdering Techno), and Sam (nope). Techno stopped scrolling after that.
((Everyone: *writing normal-length comments*
Me: *apparently not doing that*
(c!)
Okay. Nothing useful. Except for some reason Techno had found a really, really bad-quality mockup of a diamond sword. It felt like it was made of cardboard. Why? What was the purpose? Chat said it was for clout, but whoever owned this place clearly didn't care about that. Heck, there wasn't even a bell in here!
There were two doors in the room, excluding the open closet door he'd found the "armor" behind. Techno decided to take a gamble and go for the one on his left. It was a bathroom. Kinda boring as far as things behind mysterious doors go. But that wasn't what had caught his attention. No, Techno was busy staring at himself in the mirror with a kind of startled bewilderment.
The man in the mirror looked like him, in a sense. Same facial structure. Same nose shape, same cheekbones, same chin, all that. Except, uh. Literally nothing else was the same. The hair was short and brown, for one. (No wonder his head had felt so light.) His eyes were browner too. It was hard to tell, but he thought he might be shorter. And his tusks were very noticeably gone. Oh, along with every scar he'd ever gotten. Yeah, the more he stared, the more obvious it became. Technoblade had been replaced by a scarless, puny human.
Well, this was just going fantastic.
(c!)
Techno groaned. He did not feel ready to get up, but Chat was oh-so-insistent sometimes. Well. Here goes. He opened his eyes.
Huh. So that was decidedly not his cabin.
"Phil?" Techno asked the empty room, cautiously. No response. "Tubbo? Michael?" Still nothing. "Boo? C'mon, anyone?" Nope. Nada.
Going back to bed sounded really good right now, but Chat wanted to look around. They were convinced something terrible was gonna jump out at Techno any minute now and he needed to be prepared or else! Fine, fine. He reached for his inventory. ...huh? He tried again. And again. Okay. This was starting to be a problem.
This place didn't have any of Techno's chests, so if he couldn't access his inventory, he was basically screwed. Completely unarmed, completely unprotected. Wow. This was great. This was just great. Chat had been more paranoid than usual ever since he'd told Tubbo and Eret about his lack of multiple lives, so they were... not happy about this. Techno couldn't say he was thrilled, either. Being without armor in an unfamiliar environment was not a good combination.
For some reason, most of Chat still wanted Techno to explore. Yes, great idea, chat. Send the defenseless guy wandering around the place that may or may not have something terrible in store for him. To be fair, it wasn't like he had any better ideas. Maybe one of these drawers would have armor or weapons? Anything, really.
(( LMAO IT HAPPENS