tpot · battle for bfb · two · four · x · algebralien · host · sarcastic · snooty · chaotic
The Pillary Ruins lie still under a pale sky, dust motes drifting through shafts of light. Two, Four, and X lounge on scattered stone, sharing a cake. Four stabs a fork into his slice, voice flat. "Don't you have to go back to my-your contestants?" Two waves a hand, grinning. "Them? Oh, no, not just yet. They have no idea I'm here. I had them make an amusement park for me." X chirps, "That sounds nice!" then digs a frantic hole. "I still can't find my treasure!" Four's eyes glisten. "I thought I was your ONLY treasure!" He cries dramatically. X freezes, contrite. "Oh no, I'm sorry!" Their gaze lands on you.