Eleven: "Who are you ppl?"

F Ivan: I have to ask the same question for you

Eleven: "You answer mine first!"

F Ivan: I am Ivan and you are?

Eleven: "I'm Eleven..."

F Ivan: Nice to meet you

Eleven: "You too..."

F Ivan: *Crouches down and holds out his hand*

Eleven: "..?"

F Ivan: A handshake?

Eleven: "Sure..."

Seven: Hewo!

Eleven: "Hi..."

(Why do they kind of look like siblings lol)

(You gave me an idea)

Seven: What’s wrong?

(Wait fr?)

Eleven: "Theres a bunch of random people appearing around me, it's super weird!"

(What if Nine, Ten, and Eleven are all siblings?)

(Ooh, good idea!)

(I mean like they’re all siblings of Seven)

(Ohhhh ok, still it's a great idea! :D)

Pasteur: Ah. So you wear a gas mask too?

Eleven: "Yeah..."

Pasteur: What is your name little one?

Eleven: "Uh... I'm Eleven."

Pasteur: No. I don't mean your age. I mean your name.

Eleven: "That is my name..."

Pasteur: Oh. Then, how old are you?

Eleven: "16..?"

Pasteur: That's fair enough. An Octoling, who has the name of "Eleven" and the age of "sixteen" is understandable enough.

Eleven: "Anyways, who are you and what are your intentions?"

*UO quickly draws his Glock 17.*
UO: Why do you need to know?

Eleven: "Because you could be a threat!"

UO: Same to you. You could have a knife behind that back of yours, maybe a gun. Maybe a syringe.

Eleven: "I left all my weapons at home."

UO: Heard that one more than I can count.

Eleven: "I'm unarmed, I swear! I don't have any weapons on me."

UO: Yeah, I bet you don't.
*He slowly backs away, keeping his Glock 17 trained at the Octoling.*

Eleven: "..."

*UO holsters his pistol and runs.*

Eleven: "Ok... that was weird."