--After a long hiatus,, this has FINALLY been picked up :) ive found a way to keep going on it, so yay! anyways, enjoy! SPOOKY WARNING PLEASEEEE DONT READ IF ITLL MAKE U UNCOMFY!!! IT MENTIONS SV1C1DE. also, it uses leet for cover ups, so if you cant read parts im VERY sorry, however, i cant do much. -- Dandy’s chapter ——— Dandy stares at the gleaming substance in his claws. The wound from the shot for the extraction of ichor, he had it. He had his experiments. He could finally be out of this freaking clock's body. He could be the star again! He would be free. So much of the work he's done, he'd do to toons, to fix them. Maturity didn't matter, it was sanity now. He could feel his descent. No matter. HE WAS ALMOST THERE. Just a nudge… All he had to do was. Get Dyle. He wandered the halls. The machines here, installed by Delihah halfway. Dyle, or now STAR, was the leader. All he had to do was. He couldn't remember. YOU CAN'T REMEMBER. WAKE UP. JUST WAKE UP. Is it real..? ‘Dandy!’ Oh! A familiar voice! This is a friendly journal! No funny business! Wait. What made you think…? I was a villain? None of the matter! I just work the trains! YOu should read Dyle’s entries! I’m not interesting! Rodger. I KNOW you’re reading this! Haha! I’m just a silly little Timesly, I am! RODGER STOP. STOP READING! Haha!! Such a silly little mirror, he constantly snoops about. He’s like Sherlock Freaking Holmes! I am NOT Sherlock bleeding Holmes!! Well, that’s it folks! From here is personal! So kids, you better close your eyes! Hehehe!! Come on! Go. I SAID GO. Okay. It's just a journal and I. I feel… ALmost, anxious lately! As if, the once amazing star could get anxious! What a silly little thought! The ichor, a substance inside us, is pumping through every-toon. Mains have slightly above-average the norm amount, and Lethals, like Dyle and me, have too much, as Delilah used to say. Here, I document every type of toon’s ichor type! No toon is exactly the same however. I believe Delilah took this to her advantage when she swapped us!! She must’ve imported ichor from another toon’s body! :D Here's a chart! Ichor types Meaning and uses Commons Commons are generally considered useless, however, they are vital elements, being the 2nd types of toons created. Generally harmless twisteds. Uncommons Uncommons usually have better skill in things! They’re more advanced, yet they’re less vital. Their twisteds start to get dangerous. Rares Rares are those who are advanced with specially well done skill sets, acquainted by HIGH-LEVEL twisteds. Mains Mains ichor is EXTREMELY potent causing damage to mind and body (in rare occasions, see Unnamed swap between berry and roll.). VERY USEFUL!! The ichor is almost raw, usable to poison and… You know, it’s not important :D Lethals Lethal ichor is almost unstudied. It could turn a human into a toon. A twisted, is a crooked form of a toon that has an urge to kill. Only one documentation of one. (my dear, dear rock… I hope you recovered okay.) Feelings change. If anyone knows, it’s your silly little Clock here! The picture of maturity and morality! Anyways, while we’re here, kiss your goodbyes to THIS journal, ‘cause I’m stoppin’ you! Hopefully. Keep reading, if you wish for me to find out. However, Gardenview’s Morality and Maturity Experiment (or GMME) is running till the end. Enjoy our Pain- Er! Why pain? I’m so silly! Enjoy our show.
[cont] Dyle’s chapter ——— Hello? Ah! So this is the famous journal! So glad to be part of it! Welcome, welcome! Haha! I’m Star, but before GMME’s operation, Dyle! Hiya! I’m the star, known as Star! Well, that’s ironic. Anyways… This GMME, it’s not good. I saw things happen. Blot’s intervention. ——— I was talking with Ski (Blot, in Yatta.) and they mentioned that, IC (Yatta, the abbreviation is Ink Candy.) wasn’t with us. I immediately asked how, but, currently, as I write this, Ski is leaning over my shoulder. They’ll take the lead from here. Hi!! This is Ski, or Blot before GMME, as previously mentioned by Star! I’m here to document an incident… /In detail./ In detail? Really Star? Yes! Well, I’ll get started. IC and I were by the tracks of the train. She sat there a bit in silence, however, she stood up after a few minutes. “Ski.” (of course, this was backwards and heard as “Iks.”) “I don’t like this.” I chuckled a bit, and responded, “Who does? Nobody likes their b0dies.” IC simply looked at me and started to sob quietly. I rushed down to the kitchen and saw, well Cosmo before GMME, currently they don’t have a name. But, for consistency's sake, I’ll use C like in VScrap’s entries. Anyways, C offered me a treat, I declined but asked him to whip up some candies, and he did so flawlessly. He gave me the candy and I gladly accepted, this time. I went to IC, she wasn’t there. I ran to the basement, our hangout spot. She was tied to a chair. “WHO DID THIS? C’MON LET’S GET YOU OUT!!!” I started panicking and screaming. She cautiously responded. “Ski. I want to d!3. I can’t take it anymore. It all hurts. Tell them. TELL DELILAH.” I dropped to the floor, but I nodded. I took the candy, left it by her, took the key to the basement, and walked out. Once I got out, I slammed the door and locked it. If she wanted to st4rv3, I couldn’t have done anything, anyway. I put the key under the doormat. I headed to the elevator, and went back up. And that’s when I saw Star. Excellent job explaining. How are we supposed to tell this to the other toons..?? Oh wait, Ski just saw that and left. That’s unfortunately his problem… I’m so sick and tired of acting like Dandy, but… Mr. Walton told me. AUGHHHHH!!! Why do I have to write in this stupid journal? Reflective is back! Uhm… I uh… Don’t know what to say… I’m so sorry. I need to get back to my investigations. Here's a log for the d34ths, use it wisely. D3aths. Name Cause Log #1 Yatta, or IC. (ink candy) SV1c1de, self st4rvat10n I have a feeling the cause of death; sV1c1de will be exceedingly common. … To you, next journalist. -- Music: Fr34ks - Surf Curse Art: @Emrldflame
