TINY CAT PEOPLE: THE MAZE TRIALS

[skinstealer]

 

 
SEE: No, my name is See, I’m not actually…”hi”.
SEE: Was just trying to say hello.
TODD: Oh you're not actually high? My bad.
ROXAS: Would you like to be? We're always down to share our stash with a friendly face.
SEE: Uhh...
 

Your eyes are drawn to the lines on the other TCPs' faces. They're...unsettling, and it's with a sudden shock that your mind tells you exactly what they are-

 

 

These TCPs are marked. Before this moment, you were completely unaware of what that meant- but now, you know without a shadow of a doubt...that a marked TCP has killed someone. With this information, you know the meaning of the marks as well. Length means how intended the kill was, and how broken up the line was indicated regret...

This is...really overwhelming. You had no idea about any of this, and just seeing the marks flooded your mind with this knowledge. A deep feeling of dread settles in the longer you look at them, but you don't want to avert your eyes and make things awkward.

You don't know if you want to share anything with someone who's killed another TCP, but...you have questions, and you have to stay calm.

 
SEE: I dunno, with the stairs and all, we already appear pretty high up-
 

All four TCPs burst into laughter at that, Roxas approaching you while giggling.

 
ROXAS: Nah man, high like, as in weed, you know? Like... uh...
 

They stay awkwardly silent for several moments.

 
ROXAS: You must be pretty new here, can't believe I didn't realize.
SAMSON: That's because you can't even tell your head from your ass when you're blazed.
ROXAS: Ha! Yeah.
CAYDEN: We've been around for uh, like a week and a bit. If you have any questions we can probably help.
 

 

WHY ARE YOU MURDERING PEOPLE WHY DOESNT ONE OF YOU REGRET IT AAAAAAAAAAA

 
SEE: Yeah! Yeah, uh, I have some questions...
SEE: What's that bag you threw out here?
 

OH GOD THEY KILLED PEOPLE IM GOING TO DIE HERE

 
SEE: And how'd you get your jumpsuits off?
SAMSON: The bag? It's just trash. Some of the stuff we get comes in packaging and stuff like that. Have to get rid of it somewhere so we just chuck them into trial rooms and let the overseers handle it.
SAMSON: As for our jumpsuits-
 

Roxas kneels down and puts their arm around you, the door shutting behind the TCPs as they all come out to see you.

 
ROXAS: See, it's like this little bud, we still have the suit shit stuck on us, but like...
ROXAS: If a type spawns in with clothes, it can't just go over them for some reason. So it like......
ROXAS: Uses its ability to change shape to turn into shit that fits?
ROXAS: This shirt around my waist? Jumpsuit. Cayden's rockin' glove? Jumpsuit. Todd's kicks? Jumpsuit. Samson's bomb ass coat? Jumpsuit.
ROXAS: I don't really get it either, to be honest.
SEE: Uh...huh.
 

They don't seem like murderers. But...

This is a hell of a situation.