Miner:Delia ,we gotta go

Delia: *nods* let's go

Miner:*jumps out a window*

Jhon: W-What are you?
*A thick black liquid starts coating his hands and lower part of the arms*

Stella: i dont think you understand what i mean by 'trapped'

(wait a god dam f**king minute, did i misspell John all these months?)
Jhon: *the liquid starts to retract* Tell me more then

Delia: killed, stuffed, abused, hated, forced to perform on a stage nobody cared abour

(And i said stella instead of delia! F**k!)

Jhon: *the liquid retracts to the point only the tip of the fingers are still coated*

Delia: so if it isn't october 31st, 1985, what's the datem any way?

Jhon: October 31st 2021 *the claws retract, but the finger tips still stay coated in the liquid*

Delia: 2021?!?! Jesus Christ i've been trapped in the rubble for like, 30 years!

Jhon: Listen, what are you

Delia: human, i swear

Jhon: Prove it

Delia: i was 12 when i was stabbed in the heart by Spring Bonnie, on october 25th, 1983

Jhon: And i was 11 when this demon was put in me *the liquid dissapears*
Jhon: What happened to you

Delia: stabbed in the heart

Jhon: Heh, i got to go through a strange type of demon puberty, kinda painful, it sticks and it wont let go

Delia: and i was crushed in rubble for like, 34 years, dismantled for the longest time, set on fire, and in a coma for the 34 years i was trapped in the rubble

*the wound on his arm drips blood, tick tick tick, you hear every blood drop fall on the floor*
Jhon: I am sorry for what I was going to do

Delia: *steps back, the rust on her ankles screeching*

*the wound stops dripping blood, and drips a black substance instead*
Jhon: Seems like im out of blood
*Sits down on the floor*
Jhon: So, why were you transformed

Delia: i was murdered, one second stabbed, the next in the suit

Jhon: Well, the Leviathan King's son was a failure, in both senses, he failed and he was a failed, his body couldn't stand it's physical form, so it would stay as a black blob, they found me and gave him to me, injecting him into me, that was 45 years ago, now i can control it, and the Leviathan King's son is using me to survive, i am technically the Leviathan King, since the old one died, killed by shadow demons

Delia: 36 years for a coma, and literally all my pain, you think that's more pain than that?

Jhon: Are we arguing on the fact we have gone through alot of pain or explaining why did this happen

Delia: i've basically rusted into place within those years, and nobody dared to try to even approach the rubble within 36 years, not even the owners themselves

Jhon: You're a kid who lived a big trauma, i lived my entire life, with many more traumas

Delia: i was abused as a human, too, and much, much, more. If you think my pain as an animatronic is twice as much as my pain as a human, it's only a tiny fraction of it

Jhon: :l
*He gets up*
Jhon: You're gonna stay in this rubble of something

Delia: im on top of the rubble

Jhon: Ya gonna stay on it then?

Delia: well my ankles are basically lumps of rust now

Jhon: You made me remind of something
*You noticed you can see the bone from the wound he has*
Jhon: I dont really need this, it's broken anyways
*He reaches for his radius and Ulna and pulls them out hardly, its kinda a bad sight to see, black goo splashing everywhere*
*Then the wound closes with the liquid surrounding it and closing in*
*He throws the bones on the floor*

Delia: *takes another step back, the piece of rubble she was on breaking, causing her to fall down into a deep hole, it was a board over a big hole*

Jhon: *runs over to her* Hey! You ok?

Delia: *is too far deep to get out*

*a black substance appears below you*
Jhon: Dont move!
*You start falling in it, slowly and then, when you completely in it, you come back out slowly outside the hole*

-the substance caused her to rust into place, unable to move-

*you are fully out of the hole*
*The substance dissapears*
Jhon: Sorry, it can burn a little

Delia: *is fully rusted*

*looks at the bones on the floor*
Jhon: Thinking about it, i could have let them in my arm and waited that they healed, but erh, it would be boring, now my arm is just, boneless

Delia: *is unable to move, her body covered with rust*

Jhon: Ya good?

Delia: there is still some human skin in the suit somehow

Jhon: You're still a dead body in a suit

Delia: but if i am dead how am i alive?

Jhon: Your body is dead, your spirit, some how, is alive

Delia: that makes sense

Delia: im just a child who was killed ;-;

Jhon: And i was a child that was tortured by the inside

Delia: i was abused, kicked in the shins, i was a tool for arson, the thing that was being set on fire. I was hated, supposed to be loved.

Jhon: I had so many bursts, like this one, a lethal one on the neck

Delia: try being used a tool for arson in the middle of nowhere just to set nothing else on fjee

Jhon: Try losing your mind to a comic substance that almost kills you and your family, i fought many wars, 6 galactic wars, the last, my son died, my wife in a coma for the past 2 years
*The wound stops dripping*
Jhon: And it's healed

Delia: i've been in a coma for the past 36 years

Jhon: And i haven't used my power for the last 3 years

Delia: I've been in a coma 13 times longer then your wife and 12 times longer than the amount of time you haven't used your power

Jhon: And so? I lived more than you, i cant even remember which year i was born

*fire

Delia: -she is unable to speak, the rust also covering her mouth joints-

*he taps her lightly*
*Nothing happens*
*He shakes her*
*Nothing happens*
Jhon: Do i really need my mechanic skills again?

Delia: -is a statue unless you treat her-

*a dark tentacle raises from the ground, he grabs it, a puts it in the base of the neck*
Jhon: Let's try to reach the brain? The central part, so, if we get her to gain consciousness mabye she can get this rust off
*The tentacle goes deeper and deeper, reaching the "brain"*
Jhon: So giving a little shock might help
*Suddenly from the tentacle a electric shock comes and goes into the circuits and into the "brain"*

Delia: *as the shock happened, a tear slid down her face, as she was really human*

*he takes out the tentacle*
Jhon: No no, this wont work, if the liquid corroded her mabye if
*He touches the ground and a dark pit opens*
Jhon: I'll be back
*He dives into it*
*Several minutes pass by*
*He comes out*
Jhon: So that was Darkness, liquid darkness, mabye Liquid Light could help
*He was holding a bottle of a almost glowing white liquid*
*He grabs her arm and pours some liquid on it*
*The rust decays and falls off*
Jhon: Perfect, now im not really known to manipulate light but lets try
*He puts the bottle on the floor and tries to summon a pool of it*
*The liquid comes out of the bottle and multiplies, then he pours it on her*
*The liquid decays all the dust, but at contact with the metal it dissapears*
*All the rust was gone*
Jhon: Perfect, you should gain mobility again

Delia: I'm a human child in this!

Jhon: I realised, i can't really feel soul power, but i can feel the darkness in people's soul, i can feel yours

Delia: you shocked a child from the brain

Jhon: Mabye because i forgot for a sec you weren't only a robot, what did you expect from me, i lived in Darkness, to no expectations i am a dark person who really doesn't give a shit sometimes

Delia: dont do that again

*sits down and grabs the bones he took out before*
Jhon: Recon I put them back in?

Delia: no thank you

Jhon: Not that! *Points to the tentacle* I mean these *points to the bones*

Delia: still gonna have to pass

Jhon: So i shouldn't put my own bones back in my arm

Delia: oh i thought you mean in me!

Jhon: Why the f**k should i put bones in a robot?

Delia: :OOOOOOOO YOU CURSED

Jhon: Wtf? I mean *the coat around his left arm opens* *you see an empty space with only nerves and veins* I dont have bones in here, but *it closes back*
Jhon: I dont think you gotta call me cursed

Delia: YOU SAID THE F WORD

Jhon: I am a 48 year old man, who has little to no patience, what did ya exoect

Delia: and im really a 10 year old girl ;-; (not irl)

Jhon: I'd like to get outta her, but why are you even here, can't ya just go out

Delia: i was killed at 10, the rubble collapsed and trapped me for 36 years when i was supposed to be 12

Jhon: Ok, can't ya go out?

Delia: was i just a pile of rust 0.2 seconds ago? And aint it rude to leave in the middle of a conversation?

Jhon: I mean *he throws the bones away* I didn't know the side effects of darkness on metal

Delia: or a human?

Jhon: Liquid darkness has no effects on human skin, plus you arent a human anymore right? You're dead and now your spirit lies in a robot right?

(Had to change accounts, old was deleted)

Delia: human, i swear

*the thick liquid covers the entirety of the hands and the wrist and below*
*His fingers change to claws*

Delia: i swear i'm human, it's October 31, 1985

Jhon: Even some strange robotic thing could know the date
*The thick liquid grows on his feet too, slowly crawling up the legs*

Delia: i swear that's today, the day the pizzeria collapsed

(She's been in a coma for like, 36 years)

Jhon: Ha you got tricked, thats not even today's date!
*Suddenly the liquid on his left arm bursts*
*He screams in pain while he holds his arm*
*Under the thick coat of the liquid, the arm has a long split in the middle*
Jhon: F**k, it's been too long since i Haven't used it, f**k

Stella: i swear it is! The pizzeria collapsed on me, the others didn't even try to save me, yet they heard my screams and saw me

*he looks back to you*
*The thick coat regenerates back over the wound*
Jhon: Mabye because you're a strange robot? *The claws get longer*

Delia: they're the same as me, trapped

Jhon: Trapped? Dont talk to me about trapped! I have. Leviathan Demon trapped in me!