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(🌸📼 for tracking purposes. Also this isn’t oc, but headcanon-influenced)

Am I the jerk for hurting my friends over some VHS tapes?

Uh…howdy! If there’s any mistakes on my end, I apologize. One of my more tech savvy friends is helping me write this.

Anyways, I (M, like 5-6 physically? We toons age weirdly) used to be a part of a popular kids show. Maybe you’ve heard of it before. It’s called- oh, huh? My tech buddy is telling me that I can’t use any names. In that case…I’ll call it DW. And back in the day, DW was all the rage! Me and my friends all live in an educational center/museum, and humans would visit us all the time.

But one day, people just. Stopped showing up. I can’t quite remember the reason why. Regardless, me and my friends were left to fend for ourselves in our home. But that’s ok! It’s not like we needed to eat or anything. We had each other, and all was good.

…which is what I would say, if it wasn’t for the fact that not too long after being abandoned, toons started acting funny. Their eyes went red, and they started attacking people! We ended up calling these guys Twisteds, and we trapped them on the building’s lower floors to keep ourselves safe.

When you’re surviving with your friends, you all have parts to play. And mine is scavenging, and in turn selling whatever odds and ends I could find. We don’t exactly use human currency, so I exchanged my wares for old VHS tapes of our show. I missed the good old days, you know? And if I couldn’t relive them, I could at least rewatch them.

So I’m doing my thing, scavenging some pop bottles and chocolate bars from one of the deeper levels of my home. I was dodging Twisteds left and right, so by the time I made it back to the surface, I was just about ready to call it a day. But then I see S (M, also like 5-6 physically), a “friend” of ours, messing with my tapes. I asked him to stop, and he said something about ‘my prices being outrageous’ and ‘I’m hogging all of the actually useful items for myself’.

Some other friends were there, too, and they tried to calm me down, but I wasn’t having any of it. And to make matters worse, my anger seemed to only excite S further, who knocked a whole box of tapes off of a shelf. By the time I reached the box the tapes were strewn across the ground, and most of them were broken! S was always kind of a meanie, but he had taken things too far. He KNEW how much those tapes meant to me!

What happened next, you might ask? Well, I don’t remember every detail. Though I can recall kneeling there, some broken tapes in my hands. All those happy memories, now lost. I remember feeling really angry. Angrier than I ever felt before…..and then I woke up on the floor. The door had been barricaded from the outside, and black liquid (the colour of our blood) stained my face, hands, and the room. My friends checked on me not too long afterwards, and explained what had happened.

They said that I just- turned into a Twisted? And that I went on a rampage, attacking just about anyone who got in my way. And yet somehow, they had calmed me down before knocking me out. I’ve since resumed my shopkeeper job, and everything has returned to normal for the most part. But my friends get all quiet when they’re around me, and the ones who I injured avoid me entirely.

So, am I the jerk for hurting them? I must reiterate that I wasn’t in control when I was a Twisted, but S shouldn’t have messed with my tapes in the first place. Um. I’m getting off track, aren’t I? My bad. D, signing off.

Edit: I failed to mention that I’m the only toon who un-Twisted. So maybe there’s a cure after all…

Edit 2: Oh, and none of us have seen S in a little while now. Apparently I hurt him pretty badly. But there’s no way that I killed him. Right?

Edit 3: He’s alive! But, uh. I think he’s twisted now. Oops.