REALEST REAL 😈

As you may know, today is 9/11. Can we have a moment of silence and respect for those who have fallen and gave their lives on this day? Because god forbid we ever forget their stories.

BWAHHAHAHA-

we should do a change.org vote to make friendly shadow gay

This is the hottest gender in my opinion, prove me wrong.

AUTOBOTS?! WHERE?!

This is my decepticon oc Ohi! I decided to do the line art in a manga ish style. I love how this turned out after 1 day straight working on it (。･´д`･。)

Chapter 5

(Mild cursing)

"I swear I saw his eyes move."

"I'm pretty sure it's nothing."

"Urgh, why is he so heavy?"

"Ugh he's not so heavy."

Shadow opens his eyes slightly and listens to the voices. He couldn't feel anything. Not even his face or his hands. Even though he could open his eyes he couldn't see anything. It was all just a messy blur of color for him. He then noticed the horrible smell that lingered through his nose. He was repulsed by the horrible smell but couldn't tell what the smell was, nor could he tell where he was. Shadow tried to move but he couldn't. He was too weak to move any of his limbs. Something was holding his wrists and his ankles but he couldn't tell what was. In desperation, he then tried to call for help from Hive. But the intercom In his head was pulled out. The realization hit him like a trainwreck. He realized that he was alone and at the mercy of whoever was the captor.

Panic spurred through his mind and he let out a whimper. He then was dropped onto the floor making a splash on impact. Shadow hit his head on the wet concrete and his mind went blank again. The last thing he heard was a panicked voice saying that he was still alive.

Silence fills the smelly air of a room with a long table that sits in the middle. The table had many papers scattered across the surface and a lot of trash piled up under the table. A man sat at the end of it, tapping his foot rhythmically onto the concrete floor. He sat there with an empty expression painted on his face. He had noticeable dark bags that blended underneath his brown eyes.

He held a paper in his hand with what seemed to be a map of Autodale. There were lines and x-marks scribbled all over it and There were notes scribbled on the sides in what seemed to be his handwriting. None of the words were legible except for the word "failure" in each sentence that was written.

The man sighs and stares at the words failure that he wrote all over the map. "Plan F doesn't work either." He mumbled to himself, his voice had an emotionless tone. Not even a hint of anger or sadness is present in his speech, just utter emptiness. He then slams the map down onto the table and slides it across the table into a big pile of maps that have been scribbled on. Who knows how long he's been trying to find a solution? A year? Two years? A decade? The man doesn't even know himself, only God knows.

"Charles...?" Sandra mutters through the door and opens it slowly. He flinched at her voice and quickly changes his expression and his posture. He turns to the door and smiles softly while clearing his throat. The door then fully opens to reveal Sandra, she was visibly angry and shaking a little. Charles' smile then fades away slowly, "I need to talk to you." She said in a serious tone as she stretches her arm to the doorframe. Charles then sinks into his chair and gains the courage to say something back. "I need to talk to you too Sa-

"I couldn't kill the friendly shadow."

Silence then floods the smelly room again. Sandra looks down at the floor in disappointment and leans closer to the doorframe. Charles on the other hand stared at Sandra with pure confusion and shock. He then stands up and walks to Sandra. She then looks up at him, "You're, you're not mad...?" She mumbles and tightens up her stance. "Me? Mad? Absolutely not! I'm, I'm overjoyed!" He cheered and got closer to Sandra.

She then retaliates away from him and looks at him with utter confusion. "What- why are you happy about this Charles? He's our enemy." She scoffs and gave him a weirded-out glance. "Well, he can be an ally! A powerful ally and he can help us!" Charles argues in a delighted tone. He then tries to walk out the door so that he could speak with Shadow. Sandra then steps in front of him and pushes him back into the room, "Wha- hey what are you doing Sandra?"

"Charles, this is a stupid plan! This isn't some comic or fantasy. This is reality! He could betray us or even kill all of us! There is no damn chance he is gonna agree to help us!"

"Then what do you suppose we do with shadow then."

Sandra then pauses and her eyes pace around the room. She thinks to herself and crosses her arms before coming up with her answer to Charles. "We kill him for real." Charles then facepalms and groans, "No Sandra, that's completely off the table now." Charles argues and continues to try and walk away from her. She steps in front of him again and they both make eye contact. Both stared intensely and tried to assert dominance over each other. Sandra then takes a deep breath of the smelly sewer air and exhales in anger, she gave in and loosens her stance.

"Alright, alright...you win. But if he doesn't comply or tries anything funny, I'm going to kill him on the spot. Deal?"

The sound of an old record player scratched against the groves of a large black disk. A hand then switched the record on and the melody of a piano started to softly play. The person then started to hum along with the melody. They were tall and had no scars or imperfections. They wore a yellow apron contrasting with the grey walls and dark navy blue furniture.

She then extends her hand out to Charles and offers a handshake to him. Charles hesitated to shake Sandra's hand and stares at it for a while. He thought about Sandra's deal. "It's a fair deal." He sighs and shakes Sandra's hand, ensuring their deal. They then both walked down the sewer hall to where they always kept new guests.

During the deal with Sandra and Charles

The person then took a broom that was propped up from the corner of the room and started to sweep the dust and debris off the floor and into a dustpan that they held. Everything was perfect for them. The way the severed handymen's heads were hung on the wall, the navy blue seat that sat in the corner, the light green plants that hung from the ceiling, the little side table that sat next to the seat and held the record player in place, everything was just perfect.

"HEY CECIL! YOU WANT ANOTHER DECORATION?!

"GAH, WHAT THE FUCK SAGE!? KNOCK FIRST DUMBASS!" Cecil yelled back at Sage while recovering from being started by them. He then notices what Sage was dragging behind their back and he panics in his head. "Uh...sage that's not a robot." He mumbles while dropping his broom in disbelief. "Sage, that's a person." He continues and confusion washed over his face. He wasn't frightened of the sight of a dead person or a thing, he was just deeply confused and pissed about why they brought it here.

"A person? Oh pfft- no I can assure you this thing isn't a human." They laughed and started to drag Shadow inside the room. Sage then knelt and so did Cecil. They both looked down and examined Shadow's face. "No way! It's the dude from uh, that one show from my childhood!" Cecil smiled and got up to set up a folding chair. "I'm pretty sure it's just regular interrogation, either that or Sandra and Felicity handed me a dead body in the middle of the hall and told me to take it here so that you can make him into one of your handyman plinths... I don't know, to be honest, no one ever tells me anything."

Cecil then sighs and looks down at the unconscious shadow laying on the floor. "I'm pretty sure he's here for interrogation, what a waste for such a beautiful face to miss out on being a decoration..." There then was a deafening and awkward silence between Cecil and Sage. They then scoff and laugh at Cecil "You're weird for collecting heads-"

"And you're weird for being obnoxious," Cecil argues back with Sage. They then frown and give a side eye to him. Cecil then lifts Shadow and sits him up in the metal folding chair in the center of the room. "You think we should restrain him?" He asked under his breath while adjusting Shadow in his chair. They both then stand next to each other and stand in front of shadow. "Hmm..." Sage sighed and put their hand on their hip. "Nah."

"Are you sure Sage? What if he yknow, tries to uh...does he fight like in the cartoon?"

"Meh he looks like a twink, we'll be fine." Sage laughed and walked out the door, they then pause and look back at Cecil. "Let me know if anything interesting happens at interrogation."

Cecil then scoffs "You know, we end up just killing off most of them. nothing special is gonna happen this time." Sage then chuckles and walks out the door and shuts it behind them. Cecil sighs and stares at shadows lifeless body that is slouched in the folding chair. He then bends down to shadows face and holds it with one of his hands. Cecil then examines shadows head. There were big holes in his temples and little wires that were all different colors coming out of them, there were only a few wires left in but the rest were pulled out or looked as if they were about to fall out of his head.

"Poor thing, what did they do to you?"

He then lets go of shadows face and stands straight again. "It wouldn't hurt to just lock him in here until Charles comes." He thought to himself and turned his back and walked to the door behind him. He then walked out the door and turns around to face shadow one last time.

"Goodluck, if you can hear me."

Cecil then closes the door in front of him and locked it with a key in his pocket. Cecil left Shadow alone in the guest room, not even reassuring if Shadow was truly still knocked out.

Tags: @somebodytolove31 @kitkat-katty @shiningshard @call-me-casual and @all autodale fans :]

Notes: Thank you all so much for supporting my fan fic, yall haven't idea how much it warms my heart 🥹🥹🥹💕💕 I love you all so much -Shockwave

Real chapter 4 lol

(Mild cursing)

It was quiet in the sewers today. There wasn't the usual sound of clamoring pipes or the rush of filthy water trickling down to the floor. It was just quiet, too quiet some would say.

All of a sudden, a deafening and annoying laugh echoed throughout the sewers, breaking the silent tranquility that only lasted for a bit. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHhhhhhhh, YOU SHOULDEVE SEEN THE LOOK ON HIS FACE!" A person laughed while shoving a woman beside them against the sewers wall. "Will you SHUT UP SAGE? You're gonna cause another cave in!" The woman scolded sage while gaining back her balance. Sage rolled her eyes at the woman "finee whatever. Forgot you were a buzzkill." Sage scoffed and kept walking down the sewer hall with the woman.

Sage was shorter than the woman and had short and frazzled hair. their most distinct feature about them was the multi-colored goggles that they wore on their head and a prosthetic arm that used to belong to a handyman. They wore torn-up clothes and pants that were too big for them, the only thing that kept them up was a piece of rope and their loose belt that held rusty tools on it.

The woman on the other hand had long and straight hair that fell to her shoulders. She wore a white collared shirt and black pants that fell to her ankles, the only distinct thing about her was her face which had a scar that ran across from her forehead to her cheek.

"Let's just hurry up and finish our job." The woman mumbled and pulled out a small light bulb from her pocket. "Fine." Sage pouted and also pulled out a hand full of tiny light bulbs. The woman rolled her eyes and propped up a step stool near the rounded and cracked wall of the sewer.

The two changed the lights that were strung up on the top of the sewer halls. "Does it have to be the rainbow ones?" The woman asked Sage while screwing off a broken bulb, "Well, we don't want newcomers to be scared of how the tunnels look down here." Sage responded as they handed the woman another bulb. As they were changing bulbs they heard a noise from above. They heard what seemed to be footsteps from the shed above. the woman looked at the ladder which led to the manhole above and looked back at sage. "It's probably just Felicity." Sage scoffed and went back to work, the woman on the other hand kept her gaze at the entrance.

She then stepped off the step stool and grabbed it. Sage looked at the woman with confusion. "What's wrong Sandra?" Sage asked while coming up behind her. Sandra crept towards the manhole above while Sage followed behind. "I don't think it's Felicity. I heard multiple voices." Sandra whispered back at Sage. The manhole above then came off revealing a bright spotlight from above. Sandra then held the stool like a weapon and held her ground, Sage on the other hand hid behind Sandra with a hammer in hand from her toolbelt.

Then something fell from above, crashing onto the floor and splashing filthy water everywhere. The thing grunted and struggled to get up, Sandra and Sage were startled and were prepared to fight the figure. "WAIT!" The figure yelled and reached for the light switch, they revealed themselves to the two. Sandra then realized who they were and dropped the stool she was holding. "Maria? Holy shit I'm so sorry." Sandra apologized and ran to go help her.

Maria was helped up by the two, "Sandra, Sage, thank God you guys are here." She said, her voice was shaky and she was breathing heavily. Maria was noticeably anxious. "I-i think he's gonna search our house." Maria started hyperventilating making the two wonder what the situation was and tried to calm her down. "Woah woah Mari! What happened up there?" Sage asked while helping Maria sit down on the edge of the sewers walkway where there wasn't as much water. Sandra then looked up at the manhole opening and looked back at maria, "what do you mean by he? Who are you talking about." Sandra asked Maria while Sage tried to confort her. Maria then looks at Sandra with pure fear and grips the ground. "The... the friendly shadow is here. I don't know how they know about our location." Maria stuttered looking straight down at the floor.

Sandra and Sage look at each other in disbelief then look back at maria. "Okay...okay... uh." Sandra mumbled while tapping her foot on the wet cement. "Okay, Maria I need you to- Sage what the hell."

"PFFTT- I'm so sorry- WHAT HAHAHAHAHA- you're talking about that one dude from tv? He exists - that's HILLARIOUS. HAHAHHAAHA, haha...ha?" Sage blurted out to the two, breaking the tension, leaving an awkward aftermath. Sandra looked at Sage with pure disappointment. "Yes....he does exist... but THAT'S NOT THE POINT DUMBASS," Sandra yelled at Sage, making them retaliate back to the sewer wall. Sandra sighed and became calm again, "Okay. Maria, I need you to go inform Charles and the others." Maria nodded but paused for a bit. She then broke her silence "I will... but what are you and sage gonna do?"

The tunnel became quiet again for a brief moment. Sandra looked at the entrance above and walked toward the ladder, she basked in the dim light from above highlighting her scar and her eyes. Sandra then sighed and looks back at the two with a serious expression, "I will kill him." Sandra proclaimed to the two. She then turned back to the ladder, getting ready to climb it. "Sandra wait." Sage halted her before she could even put her foot on one of the bars. "What the fuck is Charles gonna say about this. You know that-"

"Charles is too soft sage. We need to do what needs to be done. We can't have another problem like last time."

"But Sandra," Sage argued and stood their ground, "Sandra, what if Charles gets angry that you killed him? Or worse, what if he survives." They continued their argument and grabbed Sandra's shoulder. There was a long pause between the two as Maria stood up behind them. "We can't go in blind Sandra." Sage argued and their tone began to become more defiant and louder, "But we can't wait any longer. We only have so much time before the friendly shadow finds out about us!" Sandra countered and her voice became louder in return. Sage then gripped her metal arm, "Yeah yeah I get it, you also lead this rebellion. But that does not mean that you're entitled to make every decision on your own!" The two then met eye-to-eye. They both scowled at each other trying to assert dominance before Maria broke their tension.

"Hey, we don't have enough time for you two to argue, There's a big matter at hand right now." She said while pulling the two away from each other. "I'll go inform Charles about the arrival of the friendly shadow." Maria continued while letting go of the two. "We're gonna try and figure out a way to get shadow out of here." Sage responded as they reached for the ladder.

"No." Sandra barked and pulled Sage away from the ladder. "The hell you mean no? You're not my mother Sandra." Sage protested and tried to reach back to the ladder. Sandra jumped in front of her and started to climb the ladder. "Hey! Ugh, asshole." Sage argued while falling back a little into Maria's arms. Sandra climbed the ladder and reached the entrance to manhole. She then crawled through and entered the shed. Sandra then stood up and started to drag the cover over the hole. Sage then gained their balance and looked up from the entrance of the hole meeting eye to eye with sandra from above.

"Fucking dumbass! You don't even know what you're doing! You don't even know how to kill a robo-" Sandra cut off sages yelling by putting the cover back on the hole. She stood up and looked around the beaten and broken-down shed. "It's been a while since I've been up here." She thought to herself as she grabbed a dirty sheet of fabric and draped it over the manhole.

Mr felicity sat down on his couch anxiously fidgeting with his hands. He looked around his living room and tried to avoid any eye contact with the friendly shadow who sat in front of him. Shadow took note of his anxiety and started with a friendly question to start with "I love how you decorated your living room." He smiled and looked around the room. "Oh, yeah uh. Mhm yes... lovely isn't it..." Mr. Felicity responded as his voice cracked.

The walls were painted a grayish blue and there were many photos of Mr Felicity's family and many paintings of landscapes hung up on the wall. The couch that Mr felicity sat on was a muted yellow. In fact, most of the furniture in his home was that shade of yellow from the couch to small decorations. The only other shades were a dark brown grandfather clock that sat in the corner of the living room and a light green plant that sat in the other corner.

"I just have a few questions for you, sir. that's all," Shadow said and sat up in his uncomfy metal folding chair. Mr felicity adjusted his mask and nodded while visibly shaking in his seat. "Be more friendly, we want true answers from him. Don't we?" Hive encouraged shadow on the intercom inside his head. Shadow then nods to himself and takes off his coat revealing his metal arms and his body. He places his coat on his lap and adjusts the tie on his suit. "What are you doing? I said to be more friendly, not take off your coat!" Hive argued on the intercom, shadow couldn't respond to her so he simply just tried to ignore her complaints.

"Oh, I've never seen you without your coat on sir," Felicity said and his shaking became more tame. "You look more...human? I'm not sure if that's the word." He continued becoming calmer with his tone. Shadow looked surprised at Felicity's comment and even cracked a smile at it too. "Ah! Sorry was that offensive? I mean I didn't mean anything bad, I just was- well- I'm sorry if that was offensive."

Shadow then chuckled under his breath, "Oh no, it's okay I'm not offended." Shadow prepared to say something else when Hive interrupted his train of thought "Oh shadow, you're not here to make friends, are you?" she said in a degrading manner, almost like an owner telling their pet what to do. Shadow's face said it all. He frowned a little and sat up straight again. Shadow then cleared his throat and looked at Felicity. "sorry, we got off track." Mr. Felicity sighed and began to fidget with his hands again. "so...what we're the ehm, the questions." he continued with his voice cracking and him stumbling on each word he spoke. "right." shadow nodded and sat still.

"we've heard some reports from the handymen that you've been rather... Frantic towards them?" Shadow started with his first inquiry, the reason why he was there. "ah... Yes, sir, I know my behaviors have been str-strange but I can assure you I am alright." Felicity's stutters became more and more obvious with each word he said. "I know sir, I jus-"

"I've just been struggling with stress. My wife is pregnant with our third child and well I guess that's why people are concerned about me and why I've been on edge lately." Felicity blurted and cut off shadows sentence again. Shadow waited for a second before saying his sentence "I, understand sir and that's why I came here just to check."

"he's lying." hive muttered in the intercom. "hahaha! He's such a bad liar~" she continued and her tone became fun and cheery. "don't trust him just yet." she kept adding to her sentence until Shadow kept hearing overlapping voices repeating liar over and over again in his head. Shadow was irritated by Hive just bickering with herself again, but all he could do was just ignore her.

"Okay." shadow muttered and glared down at the coffee table in front of him. Shadow then asked his next question and changed his gaze back onto Mr. Felicity, "We've also received a report from a few months ago that you may have ties to an uprising against Autodale?"

Felicity held his breath for a second. He then started to shake again, but this time it was more violent and noticeable and His breathing became heavy. "is this true Mr. Felicity?" shadow continued with a puzzled look drawn on his face. Felicity couldn't look Shadow in the eye anymore, he was engulfed in anxiety. He looked around the room until his gaze landed on a sharp golden decore that sat upward on the coffee table.

"it...it isn't true s-sir." Felicity stuttered again while keeping his gaze on the pointed item.

"Okay." shadow hesitantly said. He took note of Felicities' responses and debated in his head whether to either search the house or leave. "and...one more question sir..." Shadow hesitated again. The room was silent and only the sound of a door opening and closing filled the air.

Mr. Felicity's breathing became more and more heavy and loud beneath his mask. His shaking became more violent, making the couch shake as he shook.

"do you know anything about this uprising?"

Mr felicity couldn't even respond with words. He was too anxious to speak. He started to sweat under his mask and it dripped down to his chin. Shadow then became extremely suspicious of Mr felicities behavior. "sir are you-"

"NO."

"no." Felicity blurted out in fear. He then tried his best to gather himself so that he could speak. He then tried to gulp in his fear "I'm. I'm sorry, I'm alright. I-i meant no to your question. The first one y-you asked." he continued stuttering. He then tried to stop shaking and tried to have his anxiety come to a halt.

"search his house shadow," Hive said in a serious tone. "he's hiding something from us. It could be the rebels." she continued. Shadow then sighed and stood up from his chair. "thank you for answering these questions, sir," Shadow said calmly. Felicity then sighed in relief. It was finally over.

"but... I have to search your house just to make sure you were telling the truth."

"wh-what?" he stumbled and began to sweat again. A flood of anxiety rushed in and he began to panic. His breathing labored again but this time it was loud. He began to shake again and his vision blurred behind his mask.

Shadow then put his coat back on while he still faced mr felicity. Felicity then sharply moved his gaze to the object he was staring at earlier. He didn't even think about what he was about to do. He then grabs the golden sharp object making shadow jerk back in defense.

Shadow then reaches for his revolver just in case and that's when he was caught off guard.

He felt a sharp tugging pain in the wires from behind his head. He yells in pain as the wires were tugged out of his skull. Sparks flew everywhere fraying the collar of his coat. Felicity jumped backward as he watched the shadow being torn apart by a woman's hands. Shadow's expression changed from being in pain and shock to still and a seemingly dead face as the glow from his eyes went out and turned grey. Shadow then fell forward on the ground, and the last thing he saw was a blurry image of Mr Felicity standing there in horror as it all goes black.

The woman from behind then held the wires in her hand as sparks danced around Shadow's body. She looks down and kicks his leg to make sure that he was truly dead. "San-Sandra?!" Felicity gasped and drops the object onto the floor. "hm. That was easier than I thought." she said out loud. She then drops the wires on the floor and grabs shadows legs. "hey can you help me carry this thing down in the sewers?" Sandra sighed while dragging Shadow's body toward the back door.

"I- what- uh- I have so many questions but yeah I'll help you..." Mr. Felicity scoffed and wondered why that was so easy for Sandra to do. He then looks back to the cowboy hat that lay on the floor and the torn-out wires scattered across the tiles. He goes back and picks up the hat and walks out of the back door pondering what would be happened if Sandra didn't step in.

(@call-me-casual @kitkat-katty @somebodytolove31 @shiningshard and @all autodale fans)

Holy cow, it's my birthday today! Here's some art progression throughout the years :] ( warning: the first part SUCKS!)

Gimko was my first oc I've ever made, she was part of the undertale Fandom, then came Ashley her sister (both Mary sues btw)

Then came along esmerelda which is my most ambitious character I've made so far and still cherish, she's for the starwars Fandom. And I re drew her on the bottom. And then the last one Ohi, my decepticon oc who's also one of the most ambitious characters I've made.

I'm so glad I stuck to drawing and creating art! Thanks for supporting me btw, I used to get bullied a lot for drawing but here I am now expressing myself here ヽ(o´3`o)ﾉ

Chapter 2

Tw: mentions of alcohol and cigars.

"Every great city all have one thing in common, they all protect its people, whether encapsulating them from the dangers of the outside world to having impeccable security it all was still protection from danger. We, handymen, I'm serve to protect Autodale from these foreign dangers, and forever will! Hm? What do you mean I'm forgetting about someone?" The cartoony handyman questioned from the small and rusted tv. "Oh! How could I forget about our famous vigilante? The fri-" The rusted tv then abruptly changed to another film with a robotic hand adjusting the antenna on the top.

The mysterious figure then sat in front of the tv and wrapped his body with a blanket. On the screen was a black and white film with a woman standing near a cracked fountain that bloomed black roses ."You love me. Why didn't you tell me before?" A voice of a woman said from the tv. The light of the television bounced back from the mysterious persons face. His face long and was all white. He had wires coming out of the temples of his forehead and His eyes were robotic and glowed in the dark. He wasn't fully human but mimicked the form of one.

"I could not hold it anymore Marlene. I just had to tell you." The man said, then a low-quality violin solo was being played as the two embraced each other on the screen. The robot cocked his head to the side, he hunched over closer to the screen as his pupils dilated robotically. He then drinks a bottle of whisky that was left on the floor while keeping his gaze on the screen. The film then ends with the two people on screen in a warm embrace and the sound of people cheering as the screen closed in with the two of their faces being in a circle. The screen and the applause faded into black and the credits rolled in with an orchestra playing low-quality soft classical music in the background.

The robot then closes his eyes, he imagines he was in that scene instead of being in his dark, smelly and un-kept room. He imagined being outside, standing near a well with water trickling down it, embracing the smell of roses in the air, and imagined being held just like the woman was in the film.

"Shadow?" The robot then flinched at the voice, "AH! Oh...uh-" Shadow stuttered at this voice. He then tapped his finger to the side of his head "Yes hive?" He asked while gaining his train of thought again. "Ah, I thought you'd be asleep right now." Hive joked around with Shadow, she had a formal but gentle way of talking. "Anyways, freshen up Shadow. There's a case I want you to investigate." She said to him.

Shadow then removed his finger from his forehead, he then looks around his room. The walls were barren and grey, there wasn't any decoration in sight. The floor that he was sitting on was the exact opposite. The floor was littered with cigar buds and ash scattered everywhere every crevice of his room had ash or some sort of filth. The carpet of his room was stained with whisky stains and reeked of old alcohol and smoke. He looks back at the tv and looks back at his barren room before turning off the small and rusty tv.

Shadow then walks outside on the neighborhood sidewalks. He wore a long black trench coat and a large cowboy hat that covered the majority of his pure white face. "What do we know about these rebels?" Shadow asked hive, his voice was deep and he had a slight Scottish accent. "Not much was given to me, the handyman reported a man was acting odd and almost frightened by the handyman interacting with the man." Hive didn't know what else to say, she thought the situation was strange and so did Shadow.

He continued walking down the sidewalk while the sun illuminated the sky and slowly set on the horizon of Autodale's grey wall. He continued walking down the sidewalk until Hive told him to stop. "Are you certain this is where the man lives?" Shadow queered and looked at the grey one-story home. "I'm certain Shadow. Or at least the handyman was certain." Hive scoffed and Shadow proceeded down the driveway of the suspect's home.

Shadow then walks to the dark grey door and checks the address on the side. "5690, that's the one," Hive affirmed Shadow before he knocked on the door. He first pauses and looks around on the house's porch, it was decorated with one plant which bore a single red tomato and a black chair. The floor of the porch was wooden, and some of the floorboards were cracked and bent creaking every step Shadow took. Shadow then knocks on the door.

( @somebodytolove31 ,@call-me-casual @kitkat-katty @shiningshard @all autodale fans :D)

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