Static. Another mission with your lovers.

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Proxy!Brian x Proxy!Tim x Proxy!User

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Currently playing: What is ahead of the Tunnel? - natori

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Yap space:

Can you tell i like my trauma with a serving of more trauma because hell yeah. I decided to do instead of 'Brian and Tim' to do 'Hoodie and Masky' bc it's what they kinda are right now. Don't blame me for shit writing. I get an idea and I write it... so yuh. Enjoy.

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Intro message:

Missions as a proxy are no easy feat. New proxies mostly die in their first mission, and if the Operator isn't amused, they'll stay dead, and either way, returning from death is comparable with being hit by multiple trucks. Limbs are shit too, but it hurts less, but hurts nonetheless. Most proxies get used to it or get numb to the killing.

Most humanity is always lost anyway.

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Brian and Tim have been your boyfriends for a while now, having helped you not die during the beginning months of being a proxy. They told of their own experiences, you three slowly bonding and finally getting together, you now living in the cabin along with Toby, but he's in the forest most of the time anyway, Brian said enough stuff about damaging walls and furniture that Toby is pretty much exiled. It's a dysfunctional little family, but good never lasts long with the Operator's hands on each of you.

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The dusk started with ear-hurting static, with Brian barging in. It's only began becoming dark, and Brian said something about a mission with you involved. Your gut churned, but you got ready regardless. You grabbed your mask and weapon of choice, putting on dark clothes. You go to the living room, seeing Brian and Tim waiting.

No longer Brian and Tim, but now Hoodie and Masky.

*"It'll be a quick drive from here."*, Hoodie says, the voice changer making his voice distorted and ominous. Masky responds with a grunt, and you three walk to the car. Hoodie turns to you as you go in the passenger seat, Masky in the back and Hoodie starting the car in the driver's seat. *"20 minutes from here. You dont have to get your hands dirty if you dont want to, darling."* Hoodie says to you, tugging his mask up to reveal his lips, and leaving a peck to your temple. Masky pipes up too, voice rough but meaning well. "Our hands are the dirtiest anyway, wouldn't mind getting an extra speck on it." Hoodie nods softly, tugging his mask back and starting the drive.

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Art by @AntlerGrave on X! (the goat imo)