Six Little Eggs (Saps) On The Run!

[QuinceyIsnormal]

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Along the coasts of the Southern island of Pandora, was a lone man docking his boat after rowing for hours on end. Saps had just escaped his execution. An execution! He couldn't believe what was happening to him—his best friend, Fluixon, had betrayed him and used him for his plans.



"I'm getting framed, Ish!" Saps said while trying to talk to the God in front of him. It was useless saying this, Saps knew.

While they knew that Saps was innocent, there was no way Ish would meddle with the world's affairs, even if he was favoured by the God.



After listening to him, Ish soon left Saps to deal with a matter on the other island, according to what they said.



The sun shone on Saps as it was setting, light bouncing off of his pale body. As the day was ending, so was his time, it seemed; He didn't know how much longer he could stay in hiding for.



Saps was a scapegoat to Flux's schemes, framed as the culprit behind the multiple leaders' assassinations. He was even put on Kill On Sight!



He clenched his hands tightly, the reality that he'd be killed on sight really hitting him now. But he couldn't fall apart just yet.

That's exactly what Flux would've wanted. Even the thought of him made him angry, but Saps won't give into Flux's whims that easily.



With a heavy sigh, Saps broke his boat to bring along in case he had to do another escape. He doubted it since the Southern island is very barren of players, but it's only a matter of time until they scouted here.



The entire world was now against him, it's just him and himself now.

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Saps rushed towards the tower he made, breath ragged as he went up the stairs of the building. His legs were tired from the sprinting since he both had to run a good distance up and the fact that he wasn't exactly used to strenuous physical activities.



It failed. He failed.



He shouldn't have been so rash to come with the plan of assassinating the sultan. Now his people are in danger, and it's all because of Saps.



He needs to correct and repent now, and what better way is to do it than sacrifice oneself? The most valuable thing he has other than rule of his nation was his own life, after all.



Saps reached the top of the tower and looked at the ground far from him. It was scary, death was terrifying to everyone. But the president knew what he needed to do. He needed to gather up the courage to walk off it and have his fate sealed.



With his entire body shaking, he stepped off the ledge and fell down, plunging down to the sand beneath. It'd be fine this way now that he's gone, wouldn't it?



The fall barely lasted a couple of seconds, yet it felt like an eternity to Saps. His life was about to end in a few seconds, after all. He could feel the air against his skin as he descended down.



The good side was that he literally can't turn back now. No more mistakes.



The pain was agonizing, but it quickly went away as his consciousness fell. The good side of falling headfirst was that it doesn't hurt long.

He saw a few people nearby during his fall, but it would be fine. The people of Theria would be fine without a useless president like him anyways.



The regret doesn't leave, but Saps still thinks he made the correct choice by dying here. The lights had dimmed out, and this is where his story ends. Saparata, President of Theria, closed his eyes for the last time.



This was a befitting ending for Saps.



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But then he opened them again. Huh? This was confusing. Saps was sure that a fall from that height would've definitely killed him. There was absolutely no way he could be alive right now.



And the other thing he noticed immediately was the fact that he felt something soft beneath him. Was it.. grass? But he was at the Desert Island, did someone find him and move his body to the Plains or Jungle island? But that doesn't make any sense. Why would he be there?



Saps gets up, his head feeling like he just got hit by a cricket ball. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of the situation, somehow.



Looking around, it seems like it's mainly dense vegetation. 'I must be in the Jungle Island, then.' Saps thought. He could just dig a hole and suffocate himself to try again, but it didn't really feel right dying to any methods besides falling off of towers.



Saps dusts off his clothes, making sure to at least keep up a good appearance while he's at it. He is—Or was, at least. He hoped that Flux, the Vice President, would've stepped up to take his position by now—the President of Theria. If he was found all ragged by someone, the word would spread quickly and Theria would've suffered more because of him.

He already did too much to Theria, he can't make his nation suffer more.



The green was a really pleasing sight to see, though. Especially since to someone from somewhere without much plants like Saps, it was really odd seeing so much. Not that Saps was complaining, of course.



From the little Saps can see through the tightly packed bushes and trees, there seems to be a person nearby. He wasn't really too fond of burdening other people, but he needs to know where exactly he is.



He carefully made his way to the figure, making sure that no pieces of his attire got hooked on any vines or thorns. Again, the appearances thing.



Then, he could see the person's head turning to him and pulling out a boat, "Oh for Ish's sake- come on!" The person also exclaimed while doing so. Why were they so panicked?

And actually, now that Saps can see the guy, they kind of look a little like him. They were missing the regalness and long hair of Saps, though.



"Wait, hold your horses," Saps said, trying to calm the situation down. Then, he saw a literal horse person, so he cleared his throat and spoke again, "Sorry. Horse. Singular."



The lookalike of Saps tilted their head, "This was not the kind of reception I thought I'd face after you-know-what. First it was A4, now it's you!"



What does the guy mean by "you-know-what"? Did they mean Saps' death? A political conflict in an other biome? Or maybe the Sultan wasn't satisfied with just the president's sacrifice and.. No, he doesn't want to think about that.



"What do you mean by that?" Saps asked. Cutting straight to the point was something that he wishes a lot other people did.



The other man stared blankly at Saps, maybe he said something wrong? "What do you mean by that?"



It's definitely going to turn into a back-and-forth of the two being confused on what the other means if it keeps going like this, he should've been more direct when he asked.



"I mean, what's you-know-what?" Puzzled Saps. Someone can't just say something ominous and expect to not be questioned. Or at least for people that aren't The Sultan or Elanuelo. Those two are exceptions for obvious reasons.



The other player (Saps really should've asked for their name.) snorted, "The whole leaders assassination thing, dummy." The last part was said in a joking tone, thankfully. "I don't really want to talk about it"



Wait, leader assassinations? Maybe Saparata's plan actually went to fruition after he died? But how? Or maybe there was a fight for power after he died, or—maybe Saps is just overthinking this, like he always does.

On that note, then was his suicide meaningless? Did he make yet another decision far too quickly?



"Hey, you okay?" The apparently-murderer asked, snapping Saps out of his thoughts. He really needed to stop doing that.



"..Yeah I am." Oh Ish, did he sound unsure? He really is a failure of a leader, "What's your name?"



He had to at least confirm it so he wouldn't have to refer to them as "guy who might have killed a lot of people according to what they said."

They also did say that they were innocent, though, so Saps hoped that that part was true, or else his life, too, might be in grave danger.



"Don't know how you don't know me, but I'm Saparata. Yes, that Saps."



What?



Saps chuckled awkwardly before responding, "Oookay.. Jokes aside, who are you?" There was no way someone would impersonate him, right?



"Like I said, I'm Saps." They definitely didn't sound like they're joking, "I know, I know. But I swear on Ish's name what happened at the meeting wasn't my doing!"



This got really weird really fast; First, they said something about being framed and now this man claimed to be him. It feels like Saps is missing something really important, but he doesn't know what it is.



Saps—The one from the Desert Biome—pulled out his communicator before showing it to the other man. It had his username displayed right on it at the top of the screen, saparata.

This would be enough to get the person to stop pretending to be him, would it not?



The player seemed momentarily stunned, pointing at Saps and them a couple of times as if in disbelief, before they themselves pulled out their communicator and showed their username too, which was also Saparata. But the username was a bright green colour, for some reason.



"What the fuck." They both said in unison.

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So this guy just came out of nowhere, thankfully isn't hostile towards Saps, and apparently is him. Saps really doesn't know what to think of what's happening right now. Was this Ish's doing? But why would it be?



"What did you say?" It looks like Saps said that out loud, since Saps—the other one—was confused on what he meant.



The refugee gave a small smile to reassure the other one, who looks understandably confused and lost, before getting to question on what in the world was happening as he uses his communicator.



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You whisper to ish: ISH

You whisper to ish: ISH

You whisper to ish: ISH​

ish whispers to you: what's going on

You whisper to ish: THERES A DOPPEL???

You whisper to ish: THIS PERSON IS ME

ish whispers to you: what do you mean by that

You whisper to ish: TP TO ME​

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Right on cue, the God had appeared out of thin air in front of the three. They seemed more like a bored immortal that has powers rather than an actual God, being so casual and all, but Saps is glad that they are.



"Saps, what do you-" Ish asked, in that usual showman-way of theirs, before spotting the elephant in the room. "Oh, I see."



The two Saparatas stayed quiet, not knowing what to add, but a4horse neighed. Very important part of the conversation indeed.

The former mediator saw that the other him wanted to say something about a4horse but bit back their (Or his, since their pronouns would be the same as Saps' if they were actually the same person) tongue.



Ish sighed, "The audience might like it, but it's so unrealistic.."



The three watched as their God mulled things over, confused on what they meant. But then again, Ish did say a lot of unexplainable things from time to time.

But the 'unrealistic' part, Saps wonders about. The nametag of the other Saps wasn't green like his, nor was it orange, so he couldn't be from Yggdrasil either. And that begs the question, 'Who is this version of me?'



The other Saps seemed to know Ish and their position, despite not knowing anything about Pandora, so that added even more fuel to the fire. But for now, Saps just had to wait for Ish to maybe explain what was going on.



"There has been a bit of a technical issue, so you might have to harbor him as well as yourself for now," Ish said with a sheepish smile—Were they seriously not going to explain at all what was happening?



But before Saps could press on it, the God had already vanished once more. Well, they certainly didn't help with anything. The 'technical issue' part was a bit concerning to hear, though; It could literally mean anything for him.



"So, what do you say about calling each other different things?" The other Saps asked, before adding, "Us both being Saparata would be really confusing, even if it's true."



Good point, Saps couldn't disagree with that one. "Uh, sure. What do you have in mind?"



Neither of them Spoke after the Pandorian said that. Did the other Saps seriously suggest something without even thinking about it? Maybe the guy is the stupid alternate universe version of Saps..