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ssstarlighttt · 2 months
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here’s a silly little surprise for y’all! i made a video of all of my singing voice headcanons for the gang in pedestals! i decided to make this while trying to build a playlist of songs for the band, and added some silly little bits of info here and there :)
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sandbees · 11 months
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Ok, imagine Yuu but they have to do a "minigame" that's just Twistunes. to live. They're literally living the life of Just Dance.
Occasionally, Ace, Duece, and Grim are running away from the ghosts during the prolouge. And Yuu is just. Clumsily hopping around the cave, but somehow dodging the ghosts entirely.
Sometimes they get hit, but Yuu gets better with time. It looks like they know how to dodge, but they don't. They really don't.
Anyways, there's only three game modes:
Normal: It's literally Yuu just tapping the green pads on the floor, just in order. Nothing too bad.
Red'n'Blue: Blue for the left foot, red for the right. Yuu's gonna get a workout honestly. It's more like a DDR style dance, too.
Numbers: Big L for Yuu. This style is much more fast pace, but they're at the mercy of rng. Some cases, Yuu has a straight path, other times they're going backwards just to get the numbers.
It may seem like Yuu is doing well, however you would not believe how close Yuu has died, either due to the mechanics of the minigame they're forced to play or them misstepping. Either way, it creates a lot of panic.
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thxrnking · 5 months
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Tainted Love - a dark!Jacklust one shot
Tag List: @mightnightmooon @anja-the-sane-sibling @phoenixriaartemis @wainmfis @solareclipse2112 @miraimeity @nervoustimetravelpost @libralelia @punsandquips @caitlynnrosespn @olivialivielou @charminggold25 @the-triggered-lizard @drowntowns
Summary - A dark shadow has been creeping across the Danceverse and after trying to help, you find yourself dragged before the Swan Prince. Horrible truths build upon terrifying revelations as it slowly dawns on you, there may not be a way out.
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It was a mistake. A calculated risk you took but your Math didn’t quite check out. Your friends told you not to do it but you couldn’t just let those Swan minions take that poor innocent man. He made it out but the cost was your own freedom.
Swan Tower stands tall at the epicentre of the Swan Empire. No one who enters is ever seen as themselves again. Either they die or are turned and naturally you’re not overly fond of either option. Struggling against your captors and squirming in their grip to get away makes no difference. Their clawed hands hold tight; their emotionless faces don’t change. Eventually sick of the fight they take a tighter grip and proceed to half-drag and half-carry you in.
The throne room is a large cavernous space devoid of much of anything except for the throne at the far end and the large swan statue behind it. It’s hollow and empty and as you shout yet again to be let go your voice bounces around the entire room back and forth in a cruel mockery of you. As you approach the throne you notice a figure draped across it, one that is very familiar.
The former Jack Rose. While wearing the same old red suit, his once iconic red hair is now a stark black, with a small pink streak, while his bright pink feather boa has almost completely turned black. No one truly knows what happened to him, only that he prefers to go by Jack Swan now and is a twisted shadow of his former self.
As you’re brought before the throne you’re thrown to the floor, barely catching yourself before you chip your teeth. You look to the throne. The Swan Prince is sat sideways, his legs over one arm while his back rests against the other. He isn’t looking at you, his attention taken by some dust or dirt on his gloves instead.
Seconds tick past as you desperately look around hoping to see some sort of way out, but with Jack Swan before you, the minions who brought you in still behind you, and a hundred and fifty feet to the nearest doorway, you’re stuck waiting for him to acknowledge you.
“You can’t do this, you know,” Swan turns to you. He looks bored and as though your mere presence is nothing but a nuisance, “Getting in our way. It’s rude.”
You try to speak but your response is nonsense, torn between an apology you don’t mean and a scathing take-down that you don’t have the guts to back up. You’re not ignorant to the situation you find yourself in and honestly don’t know which road will get you the least tortured.
Swan chuckles, apparently finding your bumbling amusing as he swings his legs off the arm of the throne and moves to stand.
“We have this plan, you see. Very important, very precise and we just don’t care for those who make the mistake of standing in the way.” Each footstep as he walks forward echoes around you, piercing the air and cutting into your chest as you struggle to keep your calm, “So an example has to be made.”
Digging deep you find the strength to spit out that he doesn’t scare you. It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not, you won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you tremble.
“It’s not me you have to be afraid of,” Swan can’t help but laugh at your attempt at bravery, “Not when Mother gave me a powerful friend to do my dirty work.”
From behind the throne steps another figure. Taller, much darker in overall colour to the point it takes you a moment to realise just who you’re looking at. As it dawns on you, your jaw drops.
No!
Almost unrecognisable, Wanderlust as you’ve never seen him before steps forward. A purple shirt, blue pin-striped trousers, and a black feathered cape, while a black diamond over one eye makes it hard to look at him. The colours are similar enough that the more you look the more you see him, but the colours are unbalanced, almost like you’re looking at a fun-house mirror reflection given life. Worst of all, his crown, an iconic sight that’s inspired countless of citizens across all the Danceverse has been twisted, stretched, and spiked beyond recognition.
“You’re late.” Jack smirks as he watches your reaction, playfully admonishing Wanderlust without even turning.
“I’m sorry, your Highness.”
Rumours have been flying for weeks that Wanderlust had been overtaken but you never actually believed it before now, no one did. No one wanted to. He’s supposed to stand for all that is good and right and joyous about everything and if even he couldn’t stand up against the Night Swan then who could?
“I know that look.” The Swan Prince saunters forward, crouching before you and peering at you like you’re some animal, the smile never leaving his face, “I’ve seen that look a hundred times, hell I wore that look once, remember that Lust?” he calls over his shoulder but doesn’t wait for an answer, “then Mother taught me better and now I know. I understand that this is what’s best for everyone. The Swan Empire is what’s best for everyone.”
The smile falters and you see a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Like he’s reading from a script and he’s just heard what he’s saying out loud for the first time and it doesn’t make sense.
Yes Jack. Remember, this isn’t right!
A blue hand falls on Jack’s shoulder and in a flicker the moment is gone. Self-assurance, confidence, and that hollow narcissistic bravado that had wavered is back in force. While the two of you were staring in silence, Wanderlust has stepped forward and with only a hand, silently anchored his partner back to reality. Swan reaches to place his own hand on top of Wanderlust’s.
“Even Wanderlust used to think like you.”
Jack Swan stands, stepping back slightly as Wanderlust reaches forward, wrapping his arms around his partner’s waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. Swan leans back into the hold.
“Now he knows better. Don’t you?”
“Yes, your Highness.”
Wanderlust nuzzles at his partner’s cheek with a small smirk while Swan melts further back into his possessive grip, humming as he drinks in the attention.
Then Swan swiftly turns in his partner’s hold, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him in. Wanderlust doesn’t hesitate, shifting just as their lips crush together so he can hold Swan just as tight. It’s forceful and passionate, both of them gripping and kissing as though the world will end the second they stop.
Everyone knew the rumours about Wanderlust and Jack Rose. Whispers of a forbidden bond that went unspoken and unfulfilled; an implicit trust that went beyond the mere friendship they showed to the world around them. Even so, the thought of them ever doing anything was laughable. No one would have accepted it.
Seeing them like this, unrestrained, you realise that their being paired together is no accident.
Both of them in their own right are powerful enough to stand against Night Swan, and given their strength they’re the most likely to question what they’re doing. But as long as she allows them to be together, free from judgement, free from expectation, if either should start to doubt, the other would be there to remind them exactly what they have to lose. As long as they’re allowed to keep the other near, there would be no rescuing either of them.
Swan stops, shoving Wanderlust away from him.
“Enough.”
Wanderlust lets go and steps back, watching intently as Swan brushes his suit down and straightens himself out. It’s like he’s waiting for further instruction, and he doesn’t have to wait long.
“Take care of this one,” Swan dismissively gestures over his shoulder at you, “I have to speak with Mother.”
Swan pauses, reaching out to cup Wanderlust’s cheek, allowing his fingers to brush down it as he walks away from you. Wanderlust turns, trying to let the fingers linger for as long as possible before they eventually drop off. Wanderlust then watches as his partner struts towards the exit.
The moment Swan is gone, Wanderlust finally turns his attention to you, stepping towards you. His lips are a firm line with the slightest hint of a smirk tugging at the very edges. The smile burns in his eyes, not even a sliver of the uncertainty you’d seen in Jack’s.
Trembling, you shakily get to your feet, able to feel the beat rumbling the floor beneath you. You know what’s coming. You know that against the former Prince of the Danceverse you’ll never win but you won’t go down without a fight.
The music strikes up, welling up around you and Wanderlust offers you one single piece of advice.
“It will hurt less if you don’t fight it.”
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th3b4dk1dzz · 1 month
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The Just Dancers as a DnD Party
Designs created by me on Hero Forge
Sara as a Fighter (Champion)
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With Sara being new to the Danceverses. I considered what the DnD equivalent to this, which I settled on champion Fighter (I think my first character was one). The simplicity of the build works for Sara as a character due to her being the player insert coach of JD23.
Wanderlust as a Sorcerer (Divine Soul)
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Given that Wanderlust is described as a Sorcerer in canon, it seemed obvious what class should be. I chose Divine Soul as Favoured by the Gods ties in with him being The Chosen One. Also I think I like the idea of Wanderlust having healing magic, although we've never seen him use it in game.
Brezziana as a Paladin (Oath of Glory)/Fighter (Banneret)
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I think there's a lot of abilities in a Paladin's tool kit that could be flavoured to Brezziana's build. For instance, the flow that radiates off her in Stronger could either be her aura of protection or her divine smites, and her helping people up in the bridge to Physical could be her casting Lay on Hands. As for her subclass, Oath of Glory paladins are all about honing the body and being at your physical peak to overcome challenges, if that's not perfect for her as a fitness trainer I don't know what is.
I also gave her a fighter multiclass to tie into the lyric, "What doesn't kill you, makes a fighter." The features of Banneret fighters, also known as Purple Dragon Knights (like her hair colour) have a lot of supportive capabilities, thus tying more to her Paladin features of keeping her allies up in the fight.
Mihaly as a Monk (Way of the Astral Self)
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Mihaly fits into the Monk class like a singular coloured glove. Their dance style is quick, fluid, and controlled, which ties into the high dexterity wisdom monks need. They have a strong spiritual connection to the flow, which mechanically would be their ki.
As @halfratsalready said in their own Just Dance & Dragons posts, Way of the Astral Self is a reflavour of Mihaly's panda form, stemming from years of honing their monk abilities connection to the world around them
Jack Rose as a Bard (College of Eloquence)/Rogue (Swashbuckler)
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I mean, he is a performer, and bards do have a feat called jack of all trades.
I gave him the College of Eloquence as they're geared around holding the attention of the crowd and charming people. Additionally, I added a Swashbuckler rogue multiclass because rogues have a lot of tools to get out of the way, evade damage, and swashbucklers have a lot of charisma based abilities, thus suiting his spell casting modifier.
Mostly, I think he would be doing support spellcasting from range, but from having the rogue sneak attack, he would just be able to do a lot more damage if an enemy got too close.
Bonus: Fairy!Discoball
In this universe Discoball is Wanderlust's familiar/protector/younger sibling (they're really tiny). Think the Tinkerbell to his Peter Pan or the Navi to his Link.
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anonymous-gremlin · 7 months
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A random fanfic idea mixed with a theory I had (+ some info we know from canon)
Canon is confusing so stuff might not be right so this counts as an au
Perhaps I make a follow up
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Panda's out of the bag
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Usually portals worked the way they're supposed to. The keyword here being usually.
They were handy and got you quick between danceverses. And usually it ended up in the same location
Why it was now different was confusing to Wanderlust.
Sure, a lot of the danceverses had multiple locations and were bigger, seemingly changing everyday.
But Wanderlust could never image this being part of the danceverse they were used to this being.
He had been to Mihaly's map a few times before. Golden pillars, the blue bright sky. That calm feeling that floated around, the Flow feelable almost.
He looked around. Next to him, Brezziana let out a noise of shock, hands flying to her mouth. She always was the most expressive one of the group. And he got why she reacted that way. None of the usual environment was there.
Instead they were in a dimly lit room.
It had been a normal day. Well, until Brezziana had bursted through his door and dragged him along for what she called a teambuilding exercise.
Sara was meeting them on Brezz her map but they just had to pick up Mihaly. At least that's what the prince had made out from the coach's rambleing over her schoulder while he was dragged along.
And so they had made their way to the portal he had made to Mihaly's place. Brezz's hand had immediately let go of him once the two noticed their surroundings.
A dimly lit room.
Outside, a purplish glow encompassed everything.
The streets were busy. You didn't even have to see it, it was hearable even through the closed window. It filled the space with noise.
Slowly he stepped further inside. In the corner stood a bed with teal blankets and a single pink purplish pillow. Posters hung around on the walls. The Master Panda poster confirmed what Wanderlust had been thinking.
This was Mihaly's room.
He turned around to where Brezziana was standing. She was unusually quiet which was definitely not right for her. A quick peek made it obvious why the influencer was so silent.
There on the wall hing a half torn poster, the other half laid in a ball on the floor. The image on the remaining piece was clear still.
There in full glory stood Night Swan.
The one they had previously defeated.
He couldn't exactly pinpoint the feeling in his chest at this. He turned to Discoball who had been floating around by the portal.
"Discoball, where exactly are we?"
A click behind him.
"Eternyx"
The words hadn't even fully left it's mouth as there in the now opened door opening stood Mihaly, earbuds in their hand, looking like a dear in headlights.
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Random headcanon/au thing brought to you directly from my brain:
Swan hybrid Jack Rose
Like mans just straight up has wings (swan wings ofc, they're red with pink tips because i Do Not Care about realism but instead about color schemes and vibes). Little down feathers in his hair. Talons as nails. Perhaps even tail feathers? And definitely feathered ears
Like,,,, imagine the fluff potential y'all.
Or better yet... Imagine the angst potential
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caitierose-butwithfics · 11 months
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The Dark Sanctuary, Chapter 3
Author's Note: Yeah really no notes here, just hope you guys are liking the AU!!!
Content Warning: There is conversation surrounding child abuse, and blood.
"One night. He sleeps here for the night, and then we find a new family for him."
"Val. You heard him, and so did I. This is the safest place for Jack."
Val sat on the bed with a heavy sigh, wiping blood off his hands. They had retreated to their bedroom; Jack was hopefully asleep in the room next door. Apollo had done his best to try to get the boy to sleep, but there was no guarantee the frightened child would get any sleep that night.
"I thought we had this conversation. We are not currently in the market to take in children."
"Jack is different Val." Apollo looked down at his shirt with a slight exhale of air. There were small streaks of blood staining the blue silk. He started undoing his buttons with another sigh. "I have no idea what that witch did to him, but no child should ever be afraid. Jack needs to know he is safe from her, for good."
"And what is the guarantee he is safe here?" Val looked down at his own shirt. There was blood staining it as well. "How do we know she won't come for him here?" He whispered as he removed his shirt.
"Well, then I'm sure you'll protect us, love."
Val stopped midway through taking off his shirt. "I will protect you?"
Apollo gave a small chuckle as he sat in the bed next to Val. "Of course you will! Why else do you think you were given vampire powers?" He chuckled a bit louder as he helped Val remove his shirt.
"Is that what I am? Your night in shining armor?" Apollo raised Val's hand, and lightly touched the band he was wearing to his lips.
"That's what you promised to do, when you started wearing this and promised not to drink my blood." Val humored him with a small smirk.
"I don't know how you plan on telling Jack one of his dad's a vampire." Apollo grinned at that, taking Val's shoulders and gently rubbing them.
"I'm sure it couldn't be stranger than having a dictator witch for a mom." Val purred softly as Apollo worked tension out of his body. That was a little quirk he developed after his transformation, purring like a bat whenever he was happy. Which thankfully was rare. If The Traveler ever heard him purr, he would never let him live it down.
Apollo paused as a low noise rose in volume. The couple was completely silent as they tried to decipher what the noise was. It was coming from the room Jack was sleeping in. Val and Apollo made eye contact as they realized what the sound was. Jack was crying.
Apollo was up before Val was, quietly running towards Jack's room. Val followed, walking quietly behind, listening.
"You don't understand!!! She is going to find me!!! She finds anyone who disobeys her, and she punishes them. She'll find me, and then-" he was cut off by more raking sobs.
Val entered the doorway, leaning across it as he watched the scene play out before him. Apollo was holding Jack, smoothing his hair and making soothing noises.
"It's going to be alright Jack. I promise you are going to be safe here. She won't come here, and she'll never hurt you again. We won't allow it."
"But she has magic!!!" Jack sobbed, shaking his head frantically. "She is so powerful now, and you can't stop her!!!"
Apollo looked up at Val, desperately in need of assistance. Val sighed out of slight annoyance. He sat down next to Apollo, placing a supportive hand on Apollo's back. Jack only know seemed to notice him.
"Jack, this is my partner Valentin." Apollo motioned for Val to continue.
"Jack," Val struggled to speak clearly and hide his fangs at the same time. Oh, to hell with it all. He opened his mouth wider to expose his fangs clearly. Jack shrank into the covers at the sight of them, his green eyes wide as saucers. Goddammit, why were kids so fucking sensitive?
"Believe or not, I know your mother quite well. I swear to you, as long as you are in the house I will make sure she will never lay a finger on you."
Jack rose a bit from the covers, his eyes still wide but his face a little less pale. "You swear on it."
Val rose one hand, another on his heart. "On my life."
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crismakesstuff · 2 months
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in another world where things are a little different….
role swap au debbie and nolan inspired by this amazing fic
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egophiliac · 7 months
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I got a really tough question.
What’s your favorite Twst event of ALL TIME?
I like Harveston
this truly is the hardest question. :( but after much consideration, I think Endless Halloween Night wins out for me, because it's nonstop Characters Being Silly the whole way through. the whole thing is just lots of these little dorks having the most ridiculous interactions, which is always my favorite! and of course the big twist is SO delightfully stupid and doubles down SO hard that it becomes AMAZING and I 100% unironically adore it. AND it's Halloween! everyone is in their cute little costumes and having a spooky adventure! it's great!
however, I am ALSO a big fan of the Harveston event! how can I not be! everyone is wearing comfy winter outfits and getting along really weirdly well with Epel's grandma and he's getting a little worried about that! my terrible loud son sews a plush squirrel and then gives it a silly little nickname and refuses to leave it behind when it breaks! the ending shot with the sled! I LOVE IT.
obviously we need the best of both worlds now
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hitwiththetmnt · 4 months
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Dragon dance!
(Thank you to one of the asks I got for a lil dragon dance. Tumblr wouldn’t let me answer the ask and ate it so hopefully you find this post who ever gave me the idea!)
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ssstarlighttt · 2 months
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PEDESTALS part seven: preparations
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skystreaka · 7 months
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POV: he’s asking you to be his coach. 
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thxrnking · 5 months
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In your fic how would your describe the relationship between the dark just dancers?
Competitive and tense. They aren't friends in the slightest and would happily destroy each other if it would win them Night Swan's favour.
Sara is shallow and conniving. Everyone she meets is merely a means to her end. Each of the other Dark Just Dance crew are nothing more than competition to her, people she has to overshadow and outwit to win approval from Night Swan. Desperate for approval and recognition from her, Sara would happily set any one of them on fire in an instant. She hates Jack more than anyone.
Brezziana is a loyal and strong General, dedicated to the good of the Swan Empire. She's the closest thing Sara has to a friend but to call it friendship would be generous. She'll happily back Sara up if she wants to, but is more than happy to tear Sara down a peg or ten when she gets too big for her boots - i.e. she has beaten the crap out of Sara more than once.
Mihaly is powerful but is merely a drone. Head empty, no original thought. Only acts when instructed. Has no strong thoughts or feelings towards anyone as independent thought in their head is too risky. Usually will be found following Brezziana's instruction, though will take direction from any of the Dark Just Dancers as long as it doesn't counteract an order from Night Swan.
Jack Swan thinks himself better than anyone, but only ever really butts heads with Sara. As Night Swan's only biological child, his instructions are almost regarded the same as hers, though it's not an authority he wields very much. Everyone except Sara recognises him as an authority and regards him as the Swan Prince. To Sara he is a pompous pig who isn't good enough for Night Swan. She only acknowledges his status when forcefully reminded to.
Wanderlust is similar to Mihaly, a somewhat mindless drone. He acts almost exclusively from instructions, primarily those given by Jack Swan. His corruption went deep and was designed to make him loyal and submissive, an attitude that latched onto Jack after the Swan Prince was born. The bond between them allows him to act independently towards maintaining Jack's happiness and safety in a many number of ways, leaving him blind to everything and everyone else. He holds no loyalty to anyone but Jack.
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I like the idea of Night Swan claiming them being like 'They were the Just Dancers, but now they are my children' and with Jack being her actual child makes him that much more arrogant, and Sara that much more petty and bitter and spiteful.
So yeah they basically barely even tolerate each other - except Jack and Wanderlust obviously
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foolishlovers · 5 months
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anything can be a good omens au if you’re unhinged enough
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elizakai · 2 months
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introducing;
The Hooded Calcium Society~
(click for better quality) .^.
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bilolli · 3 months
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Just Dance Care AU!
Ok ok so I thought of a story for this Au but it’s nothing really impactful or full of drama and angst like my other au’s, I wanted to leave this au easy and fun to play around, because, let’s say it. Just Dance and drama in the same sentence makes me laugh. 
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story and PNG version under the cut!
(I gave up on Y/n design because I couldn't figure out a general look for them. This is you we are talking about! Draw your own JD fit, I'll draw mine soon XD)
Anyway here’s the story so far: 
Year 2029, videogames industry made a huge step forward and classic consoles and devices were substituted by the new and upgraded VR headsets with full body tracking. It’s something like the NerveGear in Sword Art Online without the kill switch. Some games still require you to actually move your body (like fitness games or sports because yeah, they don’t have a purpose otherwise). 
Y/n wanted to buy the newest VR headset but, while searching for the best offer, they found out FazCo entertainment was hosting a giveaway, the prize? One of their prototypes, a VR meant to be released the next year coinciding with the opening of their first mega pizza plex.
(so the plex doesn’t exist right now). You decide to sign up for the giveaway and after a while you receive an email telling you you won the VR headset and that, to claim it, you need to read and sign a series of NDA policies (understandable, it’s a prototype headset that’s not even in commerce). Some clauses are a little bit concerning but nothing you hadn’t read on other electronics booklets, so you decide to sign. After, like, a day, you have the VR in your hands. 
The box let you know with super saturated and colorful writing, that the VR came with a game pre-installed inside. Uh, that’s why they were giving one away, they wanted a free game tester…but you know what, it’s worth it.
You always liked Just Dance games, they make you think about happy memories of your childhood. This pre-installed game called “Five Dances at Freddy’s” is a close copy of your childhood game with original FazCo songs, characters, environments and also some collaborations with other famous artists. It probably will be the cause of a big copyright infringement report.
There are various ways to play it: story mode, Casual dance, Five Dances, and Just Dance Care.
The first one is similar to the casual dance mode but with little cutscenes between a dance and another to tell a tale, Casual dance is how you can play the collab songs, Five Dances is the multiplayer mode and Just Dance Care is a more uhhhh “hard” way to play the game with all the other modes mixed in it. You stare at the description of the last mode smirking and decide to try it first just to see how far you can get before losing (yes you can lose in hard mode in this Just Dance, but you don’t die, you just have to restart from the beginning). Turns out the FazCo wasn’t kidding when they advertised the new headset as a breakthrough in the world of virtual reality headsets, the thing TRANSPORTED you inside the game itself. 
You almost have a heart attack when you can’t find your VR on your head, but before you can try something you are blocked by two tall individuals who you think are the “tutorial” characters. 
Yadda yadda, tutorial, you can pause the game and exit whenever you need just by opening an hidden menu, you find out your tutorial characters are called Sun and Moon and that you are way worse than you remembered at dancing (damn full body tracking, there is no way you are going to do a cartwheel in the middle of a dance, you still don’t know if your body is inside your home and if you’ll physically feel pain if you fall and you don’t want to find out).
You pass an embarrassingly long time trying to win your first dance battle just to discover it was still the tutorial. 
You try to go on with the story but you fail at the first real battle with a bear character named Freddy. 
And guess what? You have to start again from the tutorial! Y/n is gonna spend A LOT of time with Sun and Moon if this goes on.
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