Steve Cobs: Psst. Oh 3GS.
MePhone3GS: W-Who's there?! That voice... is that- No... not him again!!
Steve Cobs: Why hello! Long time no see eh? Look, I'm just talking to you to ask you about something. Do you still remember about that Pickaxe girl who broke into the storage room and helped you escape? It seems like she knew a lot about that so-called Inkfection. Now, was she helpful at all?
MePhone3GS: Pickaxe? She knew NOTHING. Unless... the Inkfection...
Steve Cobs: Bingo! Maybe you don't have screens for brains after all! Boy, did that Torch cause so much trouble. Besides, don't have to say a word, your conversation ain't so private now, huh? We've made a deal, 3GS. I've gotten rid of that useless task board for you. Looks like you didn't sacrifice your life in vain. Ugh! How cheesy!
MePhone3GS: Deal? We've never-
Steve Cobs: Thanks to you, Silly girl and co. ran off to find Mr. Crazy dude in the animation studio.
MePhone3GS: What are you even talking about?! Just where are you? Show yourself!
Steve Cobs: Oh, I'm everywhere, yet I'm just in one place. Remarkable, isn't it?
MePhone3GS: You MONSTER! One day, everyone will know who you really are and you'll regret-
Steve Cobs: Blah blah blah! Just shut up already! Popularity can't bring you back anyway!
Steve Cobs disconnected the USB.
Torch: Yeah... I think it's about time for you to leave, Cobs.
Steve Cobs: Fine.
Cobs stood up from the chair and prepared to leave with MePhone14 following him towards the door.
Steve Cobs: I know I could've just asked you about that thing, but you wouldn't let me anyway. You better stop this.
He then leaves the room, leaving Torch alone and so he continues to program the next Ink Mimic.
...
Bryce opened the door and it led back to Quill Academy, specifically, the detention room. Surprisingly, the Power Outlets and Radioactive are still alive.
Confetti Ball [Bryce]: Woah... What is this place?
Upper: Oh, hello hello hello! Welcome to Quill Academy, random person! Well uhh... in detention though.
Lower: Who the hell are you?!
Confetti Ball [Bryce]: Uhh... I'm Bryce.
Upper: Wow! What an odd name for a confetti ball! I'm the Upper Outlet or just simply Upper. This one below me is Lower, my evil twin! That radioactive waste container and a bozo brain bully over there is Radioactive!
Radioactive: Tch.
The detention door opens which startled the four as someone steps inside, Charger.
Charger: Alright, is anybody-
The outlet twins quickly ran towards Charger and Lower started worshiping him.
Lower: I am not worthy! Oh, Sir Charger! Your Electricness!
Lower stops for a moment and at the time that Charger is about to speak up, Lower starts worshiping him again.
Lower: Oh, Sir Charger! Bless your soul!
Lower Outlet then actually stops as Charger stares at him for a moment in annoyance.
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Memory Synchronization
HorrorThe Artist's Tower's Eye has opened once again after a decade. It's more powerful than before, thanks to an employee of the company, someone we call Torch. A college student in the city of Inanimatica named Inkwell, lost both of their friends becaus...
CHAPTER 5: Memory Synchronization (PART 1)
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