(Geoff and Chester)
Geoff and Chester eventually awoke, floating in another void. Geoff was a grey silhouette of himself while Chester was a red one. Both had rainbow magic crackling throughout them. For a while, the two simply floated in that space, silent. Eventually, Geoff broke the silence.
Hey, Geoff said.
Hey, Chester said.
There was a brief silence.
So, about you fusing me... Geoff said in a not-too-amused tone.
If Chester had a face at the moment, he'd be cringing.
Again, I'm sorry. I really wasn't sure what to do... Chester said softly.
Geoff sighed.
Honestly, at this point, I can't blame you for that. Considering what those two bitches could do, it was very understandable.
Chester nodded, relieved that Geoff understood. After another while, they saw two lights. One was red, the other was grey. Curious, Geoff and Chester moved towards their corresponding lights. For some reason, though, the red light repelled Chester, and the grey one did the same for Geoff. Baffled, the two decided to switch positions. Oddly enough, this actually worked their spirits were now attracted to the lights. Chester quickly dove in. Geoff hesitated for a bit. Then, reluctantly, Geoff followed suit. The experience that followed was like no other, though neither part of Gester would be able to recall what they went through. They went through light-speed tunnels and zipped by memories, imaginings, and all the like. Eventually, though, they reached the end of their tunnels. Once there, they were each enveloped in a flash of light, and-!







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(Gester)
Gester groggily awoke. Feeling like hot garbage, Gester rubbed his head and groaned.
Eugh, Gester thought.
He looked around and sighed. Gester was laying down on his living room couch, a blue blanket over him. Gingerly, Gester slowly got up before inspecting himself.
"OH, MAN. I WANT TO SPLIT APART, DON'T I? WELL, DUH, I CAN'T HAVE MY PARENTS SEEING ME LIKE THIS! *Sigh* FAIR ENOUGH..."
Gester then began to concentrate and grabbed his head from both sides before pulling hard. It was excruciating, to say the least, and both halves of Gester tried their hardest to pull apart from one another. At one point, Gester's head even semi-split apart as they screamed and Thread struggled to not fall off! (Oddly enough, though, Geoff's head had the same coloring as Chester's now).
"OK, STOP STOP, IT HURTS, IT HURTS!" The Chester side shouted in pain.
Gester let go of himself and flopped back onto the couch, his expression a mix of pain and "Oh, crap...".
"FUCK ME... IF I HAD KNOWN THIS WOULD HAPPEN... DON'T. THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY ANYONE COULD'VE KNOWN. EVEN THEN..."
Gester looked up at the ceiling in disbelief.
How am I going to fucking explain this to my folks? Gester thought. I wish I knew...
Speaking of which, Gester remembered his friends, and he quickly pulled out his phone. While working w/ it was a bit awkward considering that Gester had Chester's fingers and his Chester half had no idea how to work a phone, Gester did finally get into the actual phone part of the phone. He cringed when he saw all the unread messages from Lola and Patrick. Opening them, he saw that they were explanations as to what happened after knocked out, questions as to what happened, and worry sentiments. Gester groaned. He was going to have a LOT to deal w/ now. Sighing, he got up and went upstairs. It ended up being very awkward as now that both halves of Gester weren't focused on a serious objective. As such, Gester moved kind of like a drunkard as he weirdly made his way upstairs. At the top, Gester shuddered and shook his head.
"UGH...," Gester muttered.
Gester stepped into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. He looked almost exactly like Chester. The only differences were that he had Geoff's clothes on, minus the shoes, and he had a growth in the shape of Geoff's hair on his head. Another thing was that Gester's eyes were like Chester's except they had a mix of red and grey now. Curious about something, Gester sparked some rainbow magic. Just as he thought, Gester's eyes had distorted rainbows in them. Gester looked himself over in wonder as he got rid of the sparks. He felt... strange, to say the least. He felt like he was Geoff, but also like he was Chester. He could remember the memories of both, which included all the painful ones, unfortunately. The strangest one, though, was what Chester referred to as the sleepy memory. At one point, Chester had been lounging in the house when he suddenly felt like he'd been pulled into a sleep. It felt like it barely lasted even a second as Chester felt like he'd come back not too long afterward. For some reason, though, things had changed. The buildings looked strange, the people looked different, and everyone seemed to act and talk differently too. As such, Chester had felt even more isolated than before. Gester also looked into the rest of Chester and Geoff's memories and it wasn't exactly good stuff. Geoff and his family had lived a pretty poor life and Chester had been abandoned and left to fend for himself. So it looked like they both had some pretty bad baggage. As such, Gester sat on the toilet and began to hug himself while also letting Thread crawl around on his hand.
"SO, DO YOU STILL WANT TO SPLIT UP?" Gester asked himself.
Gester thought about it for a bit and shook his head.
"I DON'T THINK SO. REALLY? YEAH, THIS NEW FORM DOESN'T SEEM SO BAD. PLUS, I MEAN, THIS JUST CEMENTS EVERYTHING. *giggle*.
Gester then thought about his friends and family, but he shook his head. He could deal w/ all that later. Shakily getting up, Gester made his way downstairs, feeling doubly hungry and craving some spiked coffee...