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He had learnt extremely quickly that absolute chaos was the best way to hide a lack of personality.
Empathy was still a thing he was struggling to learn. Compared to other things like happiness, sadness and especially anger, empathy and compassion were still difficult to grasp.
Especially to the strangers that had become his contestants.
It was ironic. The entire reason as to why he had gone through such drastic changes in appearance and “personality” was because of his original show. To protest the stale and bland reality of that infinite white.
He grew in height and power.
But the most notable was the blue cross running down his face. (Head? Body? How did objects actually work?)
Animatic thought back to everything.
As much as he didn’t like to admit it, he had been heavily inspired.
Yeah, sure, Animatic himself was the one that had initiated it. When that challenge — have a deep thought — had been announced, he had questioned everything. His reality, the staleness, the fact that everything was just a sick joke based on both higher and lower quality versions of similarly formatted shows (one of which he had started hosting).
Back then, they all looked the same, including Animatic himself.
Only an episode or so (it had all blurred together at this point, so he didn’t remember) later that that fact, that fact that reality itself had been based upon, had changed.
Nowadays, Animatic couldn’t help but feel jealous. A part of him wished that he had been the first to change.
His change was small and almost unnoticeable. Yet everyone noticed because it was different in the end.
Animatic had been the one to point it out.
Animatic was there during the chase
and the disappearance.
Animatic couldn’t help but wonder how they would have all reacted to his own body and personality changes.
He grabbed a piece of paper with a simple goal;
Find out from someone who knows what its like.
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Meanwhile, on an unknown and otherworldly field of grass with a never-ending, never-changing bright blue sky; a challenge was being hosted.
Fold your pieces of paper. The last contestants to fold it will be up for elimination.
All the piece of paper were the same; except for one of them.
A piece of paper which had — accidentally — landed in the hands of the the intended reader. It had words written with the handwriting of someone who probably had only figured out how to use a pen recently.
(Something that couldn’t be commentated on. Double standards and such.)
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I made it out of the void
I barely know how it had happened I just did it and now I think I might be in another world now
Its great!!!
And I hope that something similar had happened to you when you disappeared in episode 11
Assuming this has made it to you anyway
I look different too and I finally get how you would have felt except I’m not sure because I think a blue cross thing would be more drastic than a mole but at the same time its hard to compare
I also have some power now
I think I might be on a similar level to the host
I can do a similar elimination thing (without the shucks part of it because that might have been unique to him)
(I haven’t tried to add that either)
(I want to be unique)
(And I know you do too)
But funnily enough Ive started my own show, Animatic Battle. Has a much better prize and varied teams with a lot of unique people with so much personality
So much different from home
Its technically the season two to another show called Object Fool but that doesn’t exactly matter even if I find it funny that its diving into the trope of new seasons having new names and new hosts
If you somehow get out of wherever you are and want to watch than go ahead
I even renamed myself after the show
I’m Animatic now
I have a different name, I’m different from everyone else and its amazing
Is this how you felt originally? Before the whole chase? Being referred to as something slightly different from anyone else even if it was just a descriptor slapped at the end of everyone’s name?
Yes, I do mean to get existential. Blame the thought challenge. That one changed us both
You had blinked more than normal during that, watching intently
Be honest, did I accidentally kickstart everything? Because you’re probably the reason why I even realised that I could be different
In case we dont meet again
Thank you.
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And that was the end of the letter.
…and the end of the challenge.
Everyone else that was actually trying had already folded their paper up, and there was no more time.
Oh.