"Okay! I would say I'd try to refill the bottle of poison I used
but all of my stuff is in my basement, at home." Chaos shrugged. "I
have no idea what I'm actually gonna do, though." Probably try
to get Error to let me have my own form back? It's an idea. One
that probably won't work but an Idea nonetheless. Chaos
thought.
he gets up. "im gonna change into cloths that are not torn." he
said walking to his room, and comes back out wearing a black shirt
with a yellow autobot t shirt. on the back of the shirt, in yellow
letters, it says more than meets the eye. hes wearing black and
yellow pants and slippers.
Chaos was completely silent, quite literally having a mental
argument with Error over various little things. Mostly trying to
convince her that it'd be much more beneficial to have her actually
there rather than having to switch control whenever Error
gets in trouble.
in drakes mind palace(idk why i gave him a mind palace, but i
did.), jace, and evan are sitting down, when drake appears. "what
do you want drake?" asked jace, growling. evan grabs jaces hand.
"jacey, calm down.." said evan. "alright, alright. drake, what do
you need?" asked jace. "nothing, but, i decided to set you two
free, but i know you two are the things keeping me alive, so i have
to have something, like a spell or a device to keep me alive.."
said drake. "you can have this.." said evan handing him a device.
"this is the matrix of satan. this will keep anyone alive, and you
will always have this with you, in your pocket." said evan. drake
took it. "put your soul in there, and it will divide it into three
parts. we will go back into the underworld, and you can live on
with your life." said jace. he put his soul in the matrix of satan,
and it separated the soul. evan and jace dissapeared and drake
awoken.
Chaos & Error were still arguing, but it was a lot more of an
argument, even with a few threats. Obviously, nobody could hear
this argument (except Rune), but it was still an argument. Chaos'
ears were flattened and it seemed like control switched between
them for a moment before Chaos growled slightly. Not a chance.
You know I'm not giving up that easily. If you think you can be
stubborn with this, let's see how long that lasts, yea? I'll beat
you at your own game this time. Chaos casually grabbed one of
her weaker bottles of poison and started to mess around with it.
Who's more determined to get their own way. Was the last
thing she (mentally) said to Error before looking around. She
hadn't actually had a look around the place properly until now.
Chaos casually got her own laptop out of her pocket (you could tell
it was hers and not Error's because it was all black with
CHAOS written across the top in bright red letters) and
loaded up her own game of Lobotomy Corporation. Error didn't know
about Chaos playing this, obviously, as Chaos had kept it a secret
so Error didn't start talking about it. She had.. modified.. the
game to add plenty more creepy as hell abnormalities with them
having a higher chance of appearing over the regular ones.
Chaos literally looked at him with an expression that was pretty
much 'What the hell are you doing you're making me look like a
normal person', before shaking her head and just going back to
playing her game.
he did a flip and fell face first on the ground. "rbgtfrbhjfsad" he
yelled. "why did i do that?" he said getting up, and putting his
headphones back on.
Chaos was most definitely considering saying something but
ultimately decided not to probably because it wouldn't have been
the most PH-Friendly thing to say. She could probably easily find a
substitute for what she was going to say, but much preferred her
original idea.
"It wasn't the song I was going to criticise." Chaos said, with
literally zero emotion in her tone whatsoever. She then remembered
the bottle of poison she was holding earlier and decided to quite
literally drink half of it because she felt like it before putting
the bottle back into her pocket. She wouldn't dare do that with
some of her main poisons but sometimes she literally carries around
weaker poisons just so she can do whatever the hell she wants with
zero consequences. Key word: Weaker Poisons. So they're not
super weak, they're just weaker than the ones she uses with her
main weapons.
"That may or may not be true." Chaos said, just continuing to play
her game a bit. "But wouldn't you be if you only wanted one
thing and the only person that has that one thing is just too god
damn stubborn to hand it over?" She said, with a tone that very
much indicated her annoyance.
"It's a tiny bit more complicated than that." Chaos sighed.
"And it's actually her fault - for half of it." It's clear that she
was referring to Error with that statement. "If she didn't mess
with what I was working on, everything would be perfectly fine. But
no, she just had to interfere and turn an already impossible
occurrence into an even more annoying situation." She growled
slightly, getting her knife out of her pocket and playing with it,
as if this was her way to deal with when she starts to get really
annoyed like how Error uses her rubix cube to focus or think about
things.
"Thought about that. Or rather, Rune did." Chaos shrugged. "Don't
worry, I'll win anyway." She was still playing with her knife.
"Think of it as a battle of determination - who, in the end, wants
their own way more. And I'm sick and tired of having to work
so hard for nearly no reward, I just wanna go back to doing what
I've always done! Messed with weapons, caused complete anarchy
across the universe because why the hell not! Fun things." She
sighed, putting her laptop away.
"i understand...when i was younger, 15 maybe, i was like you. i was
messing with weapons, killed things, and stole stuff. but i died.
now i cant because of this device." he said holding up a hourglass
like device. it has his melted down soul and golden blood mixed in
with it. "i can be the way i was when i was younger! i am like
a....celestial, but powerful! a celestial that will never die!"