*The Mask Is Smooth, Almost Soft, As The Plastic Bends Lightly In Our Fingertips. The Pulsing Is Getting

*The mask is smooth, almost soft, as the plastic bends lightly in our fingertips. The pulsing is getting fainter, and it's frightening because, for all we know, it could somehow be linked to the magician himself still, beating in time to what can only be a fading heart. It's warmth, what little comfort there is to have in this scary situation, is leaving and we can't bear to see it go. A thought, a quick one, races by. Do we put the mask on?*

Schneeps snaps awake, eyes sharp and mouth pulled down to a frown. All traces alcohol gone. He's staring at the mask like it was the scum of the earth. The doctor can almost taste the feeling of hope, and his mouth pulls back to a growl."Put zat dovn!"You jump and hold the mask closer to you."You don't need to know vat it does! It vas his fault he got stuck in zat, you schouldn't be zee one to comfort him. You're making a mistake."His eyes only grow angrier, you're left wondering where the Zee Good Doctah went."I'm varning you..."You look him stright in his burning eyes and bring the mask up to your face. Despite the anger and threats in his last words, his eyes gain a new shine to them as he breathes out,"Please..." And suddenly you aren't so sure whether he's telling you to leave Mavin alone, or begging you to help his friend.The mask has gone mysteriously lukewarm.

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*she starts shaking all over. The doctor circling around her like a vulture makes her scared but she stands firm* "you're not getting this mask" *she tries to bolt away*

Schneeps chuckles as he watches you run away. knowing what is going to happen next. He readies his powers as you run til the world ends and you find yourself standing in the edge of the void. You look at the mask, as if demanding to know what to do. The mask is slightly warm and as you look down the neverending fall, it pulses...The doctor is several feet behind you, you consider trying to reason with him again. Or you could jump. You look at the mask once more and curiosity pulls the plastic prison towards your face.What do you do?

*the mask is there, a simple press would put it over our eyes and we could see first hand what the fallen doctor is talking about. But the hesitance is too great, that pleading look in his eyes gripping too tight to just simply leave (if that is what the mask does in the first place). So with a soft voice, and a gentle hug to the iconic feline mask, this one resolves to ask* Schneep, what happened?

The light in his eyes is extinguish. His face forced back to disgusted, and Schneep jumps up, beer bottle momentarily forgotten. "Zee covard vas scared, he vanded his "Precious hero" back, He couldn't handle zee veight of jack's sudden schtrictness or Anti corrution."He was swaying again, breath becoming heavy and face twitching in a showcase of rage and confusion. "He tried to uze his magic to save me. To teleport me far avay, to get help to save Jack and Chaze, But it failed. He trapped himzelf into zat mask."He was still now, glaring at the mask, but his body twitched every few seconds, as if his was ready to break down any second. His breaths still quick, eyes small. You're still frozen. After a couple moments, he chokes."H-he tried."The doctor takes a shuddering breath."He tried so hard.""He's a fucking stupid covard..."

Where's a hero when we need one? Where's Jackieboy Man? Surely he can fix this!

The mask stops completely. The warmth fades a little and you scramble to bring the mask closer. Your question echos around the void before Anti steps forward. His expression neutral." He ̴we͝n҉t̕ ҉m̡issi̴ng̀, ̸we thin̶k̶ ̡he̷ ̸fad̸ed͏...""Actually..."A new voice joined the conversation. A deep voice. Mark?"W͞hat̴?̢""Dark kidnapped him months ago."Ah, that playful yet elegant edge to the voice tells you this is Actor."Yoų'́v̨e͡ ͘hàd̨ ̵h̴im all ̕this t͘i͘m̧e?͟ W̶hat hav̷e͜ ̸y̧ou͞ ̴been̕ ͟d̷oin̵g̀ t́o h͜i͠m?""Google was doing tests and needed different test subjects."Actor said this as if he was talking different teas and not lives. Anti's expression was strange, he almost looked..."C̢an I ͜ha͜v͞e͢ him ̡b͏a͏ck̸?"You hear Actors smile."Whatever you what, not like Googles testing him anymore. I'll have him there in a minute."Anti still has that human expression. But it quickly glitches away to neutral once more. He fiddle with the knife in his hands before glitching away.

*the mask is pulled closer, a protectiveness for it stirring. The wrongness is the doctor's eyes tells volumes. He can't have it. No matter what. So, in a quiet but firm voice, the first word to leave her lips is* No. What do you need it for?

A cruel smile is quick to pull at his lips.

“No? I don’t remember making it an opzion. Vat am I going to do? Hm, more like, Vo are you to keep me from him? Its my birthtay right? Vy dont you just hand it offer, I’ll conzider it a birthtay gift, and, I’ll let you go vithout a hitch.”

He’s circling you now, slow and steady and malicious intent shining bright in his eyes. Those glimmering jade orbs. Something is so wrong here. Doctor what have you done to yourself?He senses your hesitation and and grins.

“I know…I’ll tell you vat happened to Jack. If, if you hand him over…”

He watching you like a vulture, slowly circling in. His voice randomly cracking to giggle. As he takes a sip from the bottle in his hand. This might just get very messy. And the worst part was. It wasn’t even Anti, this was Schneep. Broken and drunk and rage filled Schneep. But it was still Doctor Henrik Von Schneeplestein.

And Anti was nowhere in sight.