You're now Dave Lalonde. You can see into the future and you constantly know when and how people around you will die, you have a bit of a alcohol problem because of it. Your hobbies are creating music, knitting, making shitty animated movies and equally shitty comics.
Rose hits you in the back of your head again with a pillow. You can just hear her laugh. You sigh heavily, it's so goddamn bright outside whenever the lighting strikes.
"Goddamn it Harley!" you scream, trying to grab the offending object.
-gnostalgicGnome[GG] started pestering turntechTherapist[TT]-
GG: Heeeeey Lalonde!
TT: Hi Rose.
TT: Would you mind quitting your constant beating of my fragile skull?
GG: Myep!
GG: I actually would mind that Mr. Lalonde
"Damn it!" you silently curse yourself for even trying to reason with your dear internet sister. She just loves to tease you.
TT: How's it gong for you and Jade?
GG: I just entered the game, it's kind of weird how I still have an internet connection lol!
GG: You should enter as soon as possible!
-your connection cut-
"Double damn it!" You glance outside. The weather is raging and you start feeling very uneasy. You pick up your laptop and charger as well as a portable powerbank. The hallway outside your room is empty. If you know your mother right she might be lurking anywhere. Speaking of the alcoholic scientist...
"Hey Davey! Wanna washt a movie wih me?" she calls out to you, all smiles on her pretty face.
"Sorry mom, I have a game to play" you tell her. Her eyes light up like she knows something.
"Its it the sbrurb game?"
"I axtually bought a copy fur moi" she giggles giddily. "Me an ma collage bro 'ill play too"
"Oh, I saw this as a possibility but had no idea this was the path we would choose..." you mumble.
"'is name' Dick Strudel! A mean Dirk Strider! A strudel sounds good rite now. I'll go make some. Do ya want anything ta eat Davey?"
"No, I have to help my best friend remember?"
She smiles and gives you a bone crushing hug. "'kay, love ya Davey" She let's you go and you slips out from the corridor. The lab might be your best choice right now. You run your ass as fast as you can down the stairs to the secret cellar. Though you should've seen it coming you tumble down the last flight of stairs. You look up to see what you tripped on.
"Meow" the culprit says. It's your old cat Jaspers, he purrs and rubs against your leg. You rub him behind the ear. His purrs become louder. You just can't stay mad at the old fella.
"Hey Jaspers, what are you doing here?" you ask softly. Your laptop makes a sound, looks like you've got a new message.
-trippyGhost[TG] started pestering turntechTherapist[TT]-
TG: Heeeeeeelp!
TG: I just lost to bro! I'm bleeding all over! Omg omg OMFG!
You quickly open your server. John is really bleeding all over.
TG: just kidding!
You see him laugh through your screen.
TG: You can see me right?
TT: WAT THE FUCK JOHN!? DIN'T YOU EVER DRE PULL A PRANK LIKE THAT EVER AGAION!
TG: That's more like my buddy.
You promised yourself not to drink anymore today but you have already reached for the bottle in your cylladex. You take a few gulps from it. You sit and stare at the computer screen blankly. John wipes the fake blood from his body. He looks confused. Jaspers jumps into your lap
"Thanks old man" You pat his head gently.
TG: Dave?
TG: Are you okay?
TG: I'm sorry!
TG: I promise I won't do this again.
TT: I cat talk to yo rite nw
-turntechTherapist[TT] blocked trippyGhost[TG]-
"Keep it together. I have to keep it together." you murmur, tears threatening to spill over. You know that your visions might come true one day. Rose's chat window lights up. You click it and her neon green text greets you. You take another sip.
-gnostalgicGnome[GG] started pestering turntechTherapist[TT]-
GG: Hey
GG: What just happen?
TT: Go awau.
GG: Nope.
GG: I like your cat btw.
TT: His nam's Japsers.
TT: *Jaspers
GG: Awww.
GG: So, what happen between you and John?
TT: I don't wat to talak about it ritgh now.
GG: Oh lord, your grammar is worse than normal.
GG: I'll just ask John then.
You hug Jaspers closely. The old fella meows in confusion at your odd behavior. You know you're acting like a little kid, you just can't handle this right now. To distract yourself you do place out Johns Cruxtruder as well as the punch designix along with the totem latche and the alchemiter. John flails about wondering what the hell just happen.
GG: Omg unblock him already!
Seer, unblock the knight.
You proceed to flip off the voice in your head even thought you do unblock John. You hate people telling you what to do, especially if it's a voice in your head.
-turntechTherapist[TT] unblocked trippyGhost[TG]-
TG: Dave?
TG: I'm sorry!
TG: I'll never do it again.
TG: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
TG: Please talk to me again
TT: Sory I blockd yu man. It was totlly unclaled for despite the joke being as non funny as can be.
TG: you're back
TG: thank goodness I thought I had lost my bestest of bros.
TT: Bestest isn even a wrord.
TG: like you're one to talk
TT: Ya you're rite.
TG: friends?
TT: Sure.
TG: so what's all the thing you dumped in my room?
TT: It's a Cruxtruder.
TT: Hellz yea! Got it rite the frist time!
TG: hurray!
TG: But what does it do?
TT: Open it.
TT: tunr the weel!
You can see him struggle with the wheel for a while till it finally gives in and cruxtruder dowels are spit out like a fountain.