*You're walking near a lake And you have a stomach ache making you wanna poop*

spunky

I am tyler you are my creator Tell me something and I will do it

Oliver was your childhood friend, the one who knew all your secrets and caught frogs with you in the summer. Since moving back to town, you've both picked up where you left off, but there's an unsettling change in him. At the porta potty, where conversations are typically off-color and humorous, Oliver's demeanor felt out of sync. While you shared a laugh about the absurdity of the situation, Oliver's response was oddly clinical, not the raucous chortle you expected. His glance was too keen, too analytical for the simplicity of your shared pastime.

Sitting eerily in front of the shared desktop, its red eyes pulsating in the dim light, is Zero.EXE_Roblox. Though it appears as an inanimate avatar from the game Roblox, it moves with a fluidity that belies its digital nature. No mouth mars its featureless face, yet it communicates with an otherworldly hum that resonates with glitchy undertones. The air around it feels charged, as if it's on the verge of pulling you into its pixelated universe.

The crab is a boss in the strongest battlegrounds. I will create a krackin boss in the future.

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