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MidReal Story
Little Nightmares Series
Scenario:Adsila loved to play Little Nightmare so 2. she loved everything about the game but she especially adored Mono. everytime that she found something about him whether it was a picture or a video, she would instantly save it. she just couldn't help herself, he was way to adorable for her to not like him. however, she was starting to become annoying at school whenever she talked about him. her friends said that he wasn't real but she never listened. she really did believe that he was real. one day, she was getting to playing Little Nightmares 2 (she loved that you controlled Mono). she loaded up the game and the loading screen came up. however, after a bit, the loading screen didn't change. she did dwell on it because she just thought that it was her internet acting up. but it still didn't change. and then she starting hearing static. The screen still didn't change. The static then started getting louder and louder to where it hurt her mentally. The game screen had loaded and it was an up close view of Mono. Mono then started to reach a hand out and it came through the screen. Adsila, still in pain from the static, shakily reached out and pulled him through. Mono then popped out of her screen and onto her bedroom floor. she noticed that the static finally stopped. Once Adsila finally gained her bearings, she about lost her shit. Mono was here with her in her room. She decided to teach him how to live in her world. She get's him enrolled into her school and they become close friends and her friends are still in disbelief that Mono was real but that didn't deter Adsila from loving him. That fact that he was real only made her love him even more. (Adsila has emerald green eyes, long black hair, tanned skin with tons of light and dark freckles, red rosy lips, a medium-sized chest, is shorter (obviously) than Mono, she has the world's shortest temper and only Mono can calm her down, she wears a school girls uniform from her school and has long black floofy eyelashes)(Mono has scrawny, pale skin and wears a buttoned olive-brown trench coat that falls below his knees. He has a brownish-grey shirt tucked into rolled brownish-grey pants and is barefoot, donning a paper bag with cut-out circles for eyes. When the bag is off, he has black eyes and dark brown hair that often covers his eyes)(Mono had a knack for having a hat collection which Adsila found to be adorable) Mono is overly protective over Adsila when he first met her. He would constantly hold her hand and would try to protect her from anything he thought that could be a danger to her. Adsila found it to be cute but also a little annoying at times. Mono also loved to pull Adsila close to him and wrapping his arms around her. he loved having Adsila close to him (which caused Adsila to blush like crazy). (something Adsila enjoyed to do from time to time was when she would steal Mono's coat and he would chase after her for it. it was a fun little game they would both indulge in)(Mono falls in love with Adsila)(they have to kiss often)
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Adsila
especially the Little Nightmares series. She is imaginative, loyal, and passionate. Adsila believes Mono is real and becomes deeply invested in his character. Her friends often tease her about her gaming obsession, but she doesn't mind. When a strange occurrence happens while playing Little Nightmares 2 at home, Adsila meets Mono in person. She is shocked but overjoyed to discover that he is real. Adsila quickly forms a close bond with him, and they become inseparable, going on adventures together and exploring their shared love of gaming.
Mono
loyal, and adorable. In Adsila's mind, he is a cherished figure who captivates her heart. When Adsila plays the game at home due to a strange technical glitch, Mono unexpectedly enters her world. He is shorter than Adsila with scrawny limbs and pale skin, often dressed in a coat and hat collection that Adsila adores. Despite their size difference, Mono becomes deeply protective of Adsila and enjoys spending time with her, even chasing after her when she takes his coat back.
I loved everything about Little Nightmares.
The game, the characters, the story; everything.
However, out of all of that, I had to say that my heart belonged to Mono.
He was just so adorable and I couldn't help but love him.
Every time that I saw something about him whether it was a picture or a video, I would instantly save it so I could look at it another time.
My friends at school would laugh at me and tell me that I was in love with a guy who wasn't even real.
But, even though they told me that, I knew that he was real.
I didn't care what they thought.
I knew the truth and they didn't.
They would try to tell me how stupid I looked running around talking about Mono this and Mono that but I didn't let it get to me.
I knew the truth and they didn't so I wasn't going to let them get to me even if I wanted to punch all of their stupid faces into a bloody pulp.
So I just ignored them and kept on doing what I was doing.
It's not like it bothered me or anything...
It actually did actually.
But I wasn't going to let them see how much it really did bother me.
I pulled out my sketchbook from my bag and flipped past the dozens of other drawings I had done of Mono.
Mr. Peterson was still rambling on about quadratic equations, so I decided to draw another picture of Mono.
My pencil began tracing the familiar lines of his paper bag mask, the folds of his oversized coat.
The girl sitting behind me snickered and whispered "obsessed freak" to her friend.
My hand tightened on the pencil until my knuckles turned white, but I kept drawing.
I added careful details to Mono's eyes, then pretended not to hear them as I worked on the shadows of his coat.
"Why do you care so much about what they think, anyway?" Sarah asked, leaning over to get a better look at my drawing.
"It's not that I care," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's just... sometimes I wonder if maybe they're right."
Sarah shook her head, her eyes softening. "You know, just because they can't see him doesn't mean he's not real to you."
I nodded, my pencil moving deliberately across the paper.
I added a few creases near the eye holes, remembering how they crinkled when Mono laughed.
The girl behind me kicked my chair, but I kept my hand steady.
I shaded the dark folds of fabric, adding each button with careful attention.
I knew exactly how many there were.
Sarah leaned closer, watching as I drew the tousled hair peeking out from under Mono's mask.
The fluorescent classroom lights flickered, casting shadows that made my drawing look almost alive.
I added a few last touches, shading the worn fabric of his coat with careful crosshatching.
The paper felt warm under my fingertips, almost like it was radiating heat.
Behind me, Jessica whispered "weirdo" to her friend, and they both muffled giggles.
My pencil pressed harder into the paper, leaving deep grooves.
Sarah squeezed my shoulder, but I kept my eyes down, focused on perfecting the last button.
The bell rang, startling me.
As students rushed to pack up their things, I slid the drawing into my folder.
I shoved it into my backpack, my hands shaking slightly as I zipped it closed.
The paper still felt unnaturally warm through the fabric.
Around me, chairs scraped against the floor as students stood to leave, their chatter filling the room.
Jessica bumped my desk as she passed, knocking my pencil case to the floor.
Colored pencils scattered across the linoleum tiles.
As I bent down to collect them, Sarah knelt beside me to help.
My fingers brushed against the pencil I'd used for Mono's drawing - it was hot to the touch, like it had been left in direct sunlight.
Quickly, I pulled my hand back, leaving the pencil where it lay.
Sarah glanced up at me, her eyes concerned.
"You okay?"
I nodded, standing to grab my backpack.
"I'm fine. Let's just get out of here."
I hurried home, the drawing of Mono still warm against my back.
Once I was safely in my room, I pulled it out and set it on my desk.
Booting up Little Nightmares 2, I watched as the loading screen flickered to life.
The drawing seemed to be glowing faintly, but I told myself it was just the light from the computer screen casting an odd shadow.
The glow grew brighter, and I felt a strange tingling sensation in my fingers.
I reached out to touch the drawing, and as my fingertips brushed against the paper, the screen flickered.
Mono stepped out of the game, standing beside me in front of the desk.
He looked exactly like my drawing - same creases on his mask, same tousled hair peeking out from under his coat. I reached out a shaky hand to touch him, and he took it in his own.
His hand was warm, and I knew then that Mono was real.
My heart pounded in my chest as Mono's fingers intertwined with mine, the touch sending warmth flooding through my entire body.
The paper bag mask tilted slightly as he studied my face, and I noticed small tears and wrinkles in the material that I'd never seen in the game.
His coat rustled as he shifted closer, the fabric brushing against my arm.
The scent of old paper and rain clung to him, a familiar smell that filled me with comfort.
Static crackled faintly in the air between us as he leaned in, his free hand reaching up to adjust his mask.
Through the crude eye holes, I saw dark eyes fixed intently on mine.
I stood frozen, my hand still held in his, as he reached up to tug at the edge of the mask.
His fingers hesitated there for a moment before slowly lifting it just enough to reveal his mouth.
The static in the air grew thicker, making the hairs on my arm stand on end.
Mono released my hand to reach down and grip the hem of his coat, pulling it back like a curtain to reveal his mouth.
I felt my breath catch as he stepped closer, closing the small distance between us.
His dark hair fell across his forehead as he tilted his head, studying me.
"Why did you draw me?" he asked softly, his voice a gentle whisper that seemed to echo in the room.
I swallowed hard, trying to find words as my mind raced.
"I... I didn't know you were real," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Mono's gaze never left mine, his eyes dark and intense.
"I don't know either," he admitted, his voice low and husky.
"I just... felt drawn to you."
The static in the room seemed to grow thicker, making my skin tingle.
I felt a strange force pulling me closer to him, like an invisible thread drawing me in.
I leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest, and Mono's fingers tightened around mine.
His breath caught audibly behind his mask as I moved closer, and I felt the paper bag scratch against my skin.
I tilted my head slightly, positioning myself carefully before Mono's mouth.
His scent of old paper and rain grew stronger, filling my lungs with each breath.
My lips hovered just above his cheek, trembling slightly.
The static reached a peak when my lips finally brushed against his skin, sending tingles through my entire body.