Note from me, R12340987565656556565566565: This is a completed template of my idea.
Cast[]
Octal
Butters
2oo
Thresher
Hacker
Alien
Idk who else, put whoever
No-Visor(someone give him zalgo text)
Plot[]
Butters: Oh great. Oh no…
2oo: What?
Butters: This is No-Visor's game code!
2oo: Who's that?
Butters: No-Visor. The one who hunts down crewmates?
2oo: Imagine all the views it would give!
Butters: If we don't die.
2oo: Good point.
Butters: Hey, where's Octal? I saw him join.
2oo: Do you think…?
Butters: Let's just hope he's a story and move on.
No-Visor: I'm not.
Both: WHAT NO
Some time later[]
Octal(his voice is unrecognizable): Wake up.
Butters: Who…what…
Octal: Wake up.
2oo: Oh it's you! Thank goodness you're alive!
Octal: That depends on what you mean by "alive".
2oo: Oh nice, he got you too?
Octal: Yes. But he explained everything and we became friends. If we're doomed to roam the Skeld the rest of our lives, we might as well make the best of it.
2oo: Good point. But—you're not a no-visor! You're some octagon creature!
Octal: Yes. To avoid being stuck a no-visor, I had to abandon the suit and show my true self. I assume you will be okay with this?
2oo: Sure.
Butters: Oh my, 2oo! You're hideous!
2oo: You're not the only one with blood on your suit! He's lucky!
Octal: Guys, stop fighting. I have an idea.
Back at the Skeld[]
Thresher: Tasks, tasks, tasks. Always more tasks.
Octal: *steps out* Hey, Thresher.
Thresher: Who in the name of InnerSloth are you?
Octal: It's me, Octal.
Hacker: Haha! A double kill!
Octal(to 2oo and Butters): Now!
2oo and Butters: *pop up near Hacker and show terrifying faces to get him to run*
Hacker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Butters: It worked!
2oo: This so uncomfortable.
2oo: Hey Thresher, you work for InnerSloth, could you maybe... turn us back?
Thresher: Sure-
*A no-visor comes out and takes Thresher away*
Thresher: NOOOOO!!!!