Til Death: Reanimated - FLINT'S DREAM.

Empty. Everything around you is empty.

8:20 PM

Pure blackness, but instead of floating, like when you were dead, the floor underneath you is tile checkered.

8:20 PM

What will you do?

Wake up. Wake up.

You can't wake up!

8:21 PM

Your actual body is out cold.

8:21 PM

So is your dreamself.

Flint: Be Ufallo. Spin around while you float.

8:22 PM

//wait I can't read

You tried to be UFALLO.

Insert panel here: Flint looking down at his hands, which flash from his sleeved white arms to ufallo's short-sleeved green arms.

You can't.

> Become Todd.

You're Todd now! You imagine how Todd would like, feel you guess... ... You feel cold. And empty. You don't like being Todd. You stop being Todd enough to be Flint again.

You are now FLINT.

8:33 PM

Again.

8:34 PM

Why is your dream entirely about being not yourself?

Flint: Do a silly dance.

Is this some kind of lack of empathy dream??

8:34 PM

> Flint: Do a silly dance.

@OmnipresentMicroorganism - jump > You do a SILLY DANCE.

Your feet tap on the ground. It echoes.

> A cold, sinister air shivers down your spine.

> Become Apollo.

Become maud

> A cold, sinister air shivers down your spine.

@? (@SPOOKY CROW) - jump > Eughhh.

It's not like you're already cold. This is worse.

> Become Apollo.

@hades - jump

You're Apollo! BLUH blah BLEH. You're edgy! You're angry! You hate everyone and stuff and you hate waiting in lines! You think you're gonna stop being other people for a bit.

aw man

You're yourself again. That sucked.

> Become. Nothing.

.. You sort of understand how other people feel, to a weird flanderized extent now.

8:37 PM

This sucks. You go back to being something. Which is Flint.

You stop morphing, period. This is hurting your head.

ARE WE HAVING FUN?~

A voice rings out from the deep depths of the dimmest darkest corners. A woman's voice, tainted with malice. She has a lustful voice.

are we

8:39 PM

Your voice echoes. Jesus christ, how big is this room?

AS BIIIG AS YOU'D LIKE... IT'S AAALL FOR YOU.~

She giggles. Her voice is alluring, but sinister. A siren's voice.

Flint: Stranger danger.

where are you

(I DONT KNOW WHY BUT THIS HAS SOME VAGUE PETSCOP VIBES?? i guess its the dream setting and flints shortness of wording

> Become Flint from Til Death One

yaaawn,,,, im nowhere

A boy's voice. They're tired. They sound slothful.

8:42 PM

dont bother,,,

> Become Flint from Til Death One

@hades - jump > Nothing changes because THATS YOU!

Alright, you stop the morphing.

8:42 PM

telling me not to do something is like daring me to do something.

8:43 PM

if youre in my head you oughta know that. (edited)

but whats the point? theres no point to anything anymore,,,, were all going to die someday.

An instinct to give up. The voice of patheticness.

you may be right, but thats not gonna stop me.

8:44 PM

You begin walking around. You feel like you're getting nowhere.

hEHEHEHE!!! SHOW THEM WHO'S BOSS!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU DONT NEED TJEM YOU DONT NEED ANYONE YOURE AWESOME YOURE BETTER YHAN THEM YOURE PERFECT HEHAHAHAHAHA

A loud overbearing voice. It praises you.

YOU DONT NEED THEM YOU DONT N E E E E E E ED ANYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!HAAA HA HA HA HA !

8:47 PM

shut them out.shutthem out SHUT THEM OUUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHA

The voice sounds as if it's right in Flint's ear, but there is nobody there.

You shudder

bit too close for comfort bud

you need more... you look at yourself and feel you need more. you are you and you need more. you don't know of what, but you know you can't live without it. the fifth voice is the best voice. you should always listen...for it only wants your comfort.

(edited)

Alright this shit is plain creepy.

8:50 PM

Is there anyone in the distance? These voices are just coming from nowhere.. like an intercom.

you figure you need to know. You need to know you need to figure it out. you need it you need so many things...all the time. or youll die

what do i even need??

8:53 PM

Yeah, like speaking out into the fucking air is gonna work, Turing.

8:53 PM

Well, it sort of did earlier. Can't blame yourself for trying.

Pain. You need to kill. You need them all dead. Your enemies. Your friends. Your loved ones. All of them.

8:54 PM

You won't rest until you've sent them all to hell with you.

but what if im not in hell

> Be in hell. A real hell.

8:55 PM

You're in hell. A real hell.

8:56 PM

I am Wrath.

8:56 PM

Welcome, Lord.

CT: what the fuck

what the FUCK

I stand before you in the edge of the paradise of darkness.

8:57 PM

Today does not matter.

why are you here who the fuck are you

8:57 PM

It's Wrath, numbnuts, it just said it.

I am Wrath.

8:58 PM

You are in my domain. Kingdom of darkness. Realm of those who deserve pain most foul.

8:58 PM

But you don't deserve that pain.

8:58 PM

Others deserve it... don't they?

i dont. know.

8:59 PM

is others a blanket statement

8:59 PM

because i know of people that deserve pain.

8:59 PM

pain unimaginable by man pain unimaginable by, hell, even me.

8:59 PM

What the fuck are you saying?

It feels numbing, doesn't it?

9:00 PM

The comforting cold.

9:00 PM

I am your friend. We are going to have so much fun together.

why me

9:01 PM

i know. lord of space. but why

Your strength exceeds your soul.

9:01 PM

You must take it out.

9:01 PM

Bring it upon others and show them your true power.

9:02 PM

Take my hand.

9:02 PM

Let me give you a gift.

I extend my hand towards you.

>

9:02 PM

fine. sure. deal with the devil. this isnt real anyway

9:02 PM

You take IT's hand.

9:03 PM

if there is a heaven i already know im not going there, whats the point of making moves to better my place in a nonexistant god's eyes

Flashes of red. You feel pain incarnate. You feel your soul leave your body while being in it you feel your body tear itself to pieces in tact you want to die you can't handle it you feel anger you want them to die you see red. You see redYou see RedRedRed

9:04 PM

Flint learned SPACE Fraymotif: STRUCTURAL REORDERING!

Wrath has disappeared.

>

9:05 PM

what the fuck did i just do

There is nothing here.

>

9:07 PM

You look at your hands.

9:07 PM

These are not your hands.

9:07 PM

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DREAM END.

// OH THIS EXISTS

// DUMMY