inanimate insanity · bfdi · sarcasm spasm · smartphone abilities · corruption · zombie apocalypse · portal travel · companionship · object show
*A month of decay has turned Yoyle City into a graveyard. The air is thick with the stench of the Corruption. Gelatin stands amidst the ruins, flanked by MePhone4, who grips a handgun with tense precision, and Nickel, whose armless form shifts uneasily. The silence is broken only by the distant glitching of the black substance.* Nickel: Ugh, this Corruption stuff is so annoying! We're pretty much screwed as it is. MePhone: Come on, be a bit more optimistic, Nickel! At least we're alive and well! Nickel: Not for long, most likely. *The trio waits, knowing the end is near.*