[Orange is reminiscing on the kitchen counter this time.

He's not up for a snack.]

[The poor thing doesn't have his joking charm in serious situations anymore. I feel bad.]

What could you possibly want from a scarred fruit-?

[He wants to BOOK IT, but something stops him.]

I'm good on that, pal!

Oh, yeah, I can just do that now...

[The rot doesn't ever fully fade.]

[Ah, this fruit has been a creepy thing before. This is an Orange from... an unfortunate universe.]

Nuh uh!

Hey, hey!

[..He has spider legs this time?]

[His spider legs sprouted out and skittered slightly away. the moment he saw that face. They seem.. residual. Like the after effects of a transformation.]

..Kinda familiar!

Hey, hey, hey...

[Tiny giggle.
He's trying to get back into his humor.]

( @fimonst.bsky.social )

Hello again, pal!

(( nothing 👀

( @d4rksecrets.bsky.social )

...This place is weird.

(( ex-creepypasta orange on the way to redemption meets darkpiler himself

this might not be a good influence lol

( @zer0-one.bsky.social )

Hey, Zee, hey!

[ @thec0nvict.bsky.social ]

...Weird, where in the world did I end up this time?

[Orange's black residual spider legs are out today.

Not having much of an aim in his orange life anymore, he's just skittering along the floor looking for something to do or someone to meet.]

[He winces a little bit like it's a bit painful.]

Turns out I can just do that now.

[..There are spider legs sprouted from the orange this time? What.]

[The orange awkwardly rolls into the bathroom.]

...-

(( AU GO

Got a name, pal?

Well...

[The goofiest little smile.]

Hi!

[The rot is in stasis, and will not advance again.]

Ah. Hah.
Ever seen a fruit with scars?

[The orange feels soft in some spots-- like a mildly rotten fruit.]

Yeahh, don't mind it.

Aw, why not?

[:)]

Yup. Not very crazy now!

Well, I've kinda gained myself back by now...

I think I am.
Or was.

Are you sure-?

[The guilt still seems raw.]

..man, you probably think I'm crazy, then!