Duvvu Neffe


DUVVU NEFFE, an Obet video game reaction streamer, is playing a game. The game takes up 5/6 of the screen, with an inset of Duvvu’s head taking up the remaining 1/6. The screen is in a first-person view, displaying a simplified STAR CONFEDERATION SECURITY CONSOLE with a wired COMMUNICATOR.

DUVVU: Okay! We are back at it like a bad habit playing Six Sols Surviving Sally, and I’m on Sol Three, which is as far as I’ve ever gotten. Let’s hear our mission.

The on-screen COMMUNICATOR rings.

DUVVU: Ah! Why do they always choose the harshest rings of these things, huh?

The EXUDED TRANSLUCENT PINK FIBROUS DEFENSIVE SLIME styled as “hair” atop DUVVU’s head jiggles at the sight, and a pink tendril works its way down their face before they wipe it up and back into the fold.

VOICE ON COMMUNICATOR: We’ve, uh, had to delay opening the Mars FunPark for another day due to some more…irregularities…with Sally. Keep watching the monitors, and if you see Sally approaching, close the airlocks to keep her out. Remember, we’re still on emergency power after the reactor blow, so be sure to conserve energy.

In the background of the transmission, a DISTORTED MECHANICAL ROAR is heard.

DUVVU: Oh dear. Ohhh dear, that does not sound good.

VOICE ON COMMUNICATOR: Just ignore that. Everything is fine, nothing is ruined. I’ll-

The COMMUNICATOR VOICE abruptly cuts off in a burst of horrifying static. DUVVU visibly jumps a bit out of their seat, their slimy “hair” bouncing.

VOICE OF SALLY: This is pain, and you get to experience it forever over unto the heat-death of the universe.

DUVVU squeals, bouncing in their seat, and a momentary flash of a mucous membrane seems to coat their entire body for a moment. They then collect themselves, and their skin returns to its normal matte texture.

DUVVU: Uh, I’m sure she was just saying that to make conversation, right?

On the MONITORS, a variety of distortion effects begin to appear: shadows, static, blurriness, blockiness.

DUVVU: Ohhh snap. Oh snap, oh snap, oh snap. Blooming fudgeberries. Gotta close the airlocks.

DUVVU rapidly slaps their keyboard, closing airlocks throughout the MARS FUNPARK. It is clear from the context that this is being done after SALLY has already passed through them. The EMERGENCY POWER gauge rapidly diminishes as they do so.

DUVVU: Okay, I think I’m getting somewhere. I think-

The CONFEDERATION SECURITY CONSOLE goes black, all the airlocks open, and only a faint glow from the emergency luminescence is visible.

DUVVU: Ohh noo, I-

There is a sudden FLASH OF HORROR as SALLY THE SAPIENT SIMULACRA charges the screen, her distorted maw spinning with blades.

DUVVU: AAAHHH!

DUVVU inadvertently triggers their defensive mechanism, and there is a burst of EXUDED TRANSLUCENT PINK FIBROUS DEFENSIVE SLIME that coats the room and the camera.

DUVVU: Oh, wow. That’s…that a lot of slime. Yeah. Why don’t we take a break while I clean this up, huh?

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