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chaoticentitywrites · 1 year

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The Truth is Worse Than the Lie, Chap 2

Hullo, it's me again, I'm alive! Sorry this chapter took so long, been busy. One of the buildings where I work caught on fire a few days ago, so now half of its gone. No one was hurt, though, and I don't have to clean it now! Yay! Anyways, this chapter is really short, and ngl its mostly talking. I tried to make it do the emphasis thing, but I don't think it worked, so if anyone knows how to make it work, tell me your secrets. Please let me know if I should add any trigger warnings, or if there are any spelling mistakes. Any and all constructive criticism is welcome, and if you guys have questions, let me know! Enjoy, :::D

Chapter 2

Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot

It took them about five minutes to get to the lake from where they were. After they got there, they decided to split up, Keefe and Fitz went left, while Tam and Dex went right.

The first few minutes were silent while they kept an eye out for Rachel Elizabeth Dare, but eventually, Keefe broke the silence.

“Hey look, a goose!” he pointed out, “those things are terrifying. Did I tell you about the time I got chased by one?”

Fitz looked at it him, “you got chased by one of them? Why?”

Keefe shrugged, “I think my charming good looks and fabulous hair angered it. I was just walking by one and it went after me! I think it chased me, like, the entire length of Foxfire before I jumped into a tree to escape it.”

“Did that work?” Fitz asked.

“Oh, no. Turns out the little terrors can fly,” Keefe said.

Fitz laughed, “so, you got your ass kicked by a bird, that’s what your saying?”

“What?” Keefe scoffed, “no, no. I totally won that fight. Seriously, stay away from them though, I think that one’s eying you with its eyes.”

“What else would it be eyeing me with? It’s beak?” Fitz asked, still laughing.

“You know what I meant!” Keefe said, laughing along with him.

The two kept laughing until they couldn’t breathe. Fitz tried to catch his breath, but he couldn’t. He had stopped laughing at this point. He couldn’t breathe, and by the looks of it, neither could Keefe. Fitz looked around, and finally spotted what he assumed was the source of the problem. Two people in Neverseen cloaks stood a few feet away, one with his hands outstretched, like he was about to grab something with them.

It was Trix.

“So, you’ve finally noticed us!” One spoke, in a teasing voice, “nice to see you again, boys. It’s been a while. Taking a trip to the Forbidden Cities? Chasing some geese?”

Fitz couldn’t breathe. Thankfully, everyone had been trained to hold their breath, but this was different. It was like any, and all air was getting sucked from his lungs, and from around him. From the fact that Trix was here, he guessed that was pretty accurate to what was happening.

He pushed Keefe behind him, making sure there was a buffer between him and the Neverseen.

“Oh, relax, little Vacker,” the same one said, “we aren’t here for you or Keefe. Although now that we know you’re here, we might have to expand the parameters of our mission. Actually, you might be able to help us with our little mission! You see, we’re looking for your brother. And Ruy, but that’s more of a side quest at the moment.”

Fitz concentrated on Keefe’s thoughts, which was a little hard considering his lack of air making his brain feel fuzzy.

Any ideas on how to get out of this? Fitz asked.

I can’t breathe

I can’t either

Dex and Tam. Get help

I can’t concentrate enough

Imparter

“Hmmm, I suppose your lack of air makes it a bit hard for you to talk at the moment? I imagine its hard to concentrate on anyone’s thoughts as well.”

Fitz nodded at Keefe, reaching for his imparter. Unfortunately, the Neverseen member noticed.

“Ooh, an Imparter! Can’t have you calling for help, actually.” The man snapped his fingers, and the Imparter disappeared from his hand into the Neverseen members. “Trix, would you be a dear and let these two breathe for a moment? I would like for them to be able to give us any information they have.”

Trix lowered his arms, and air rushed into Fitz’ lungs.

“We don’t have any information on Alvar.” He lied, catching his breath, “but if you have any, I’d love to hear it.”

“Oh, no. It doesn’t work that way! You give me information, then I take the both of you to Gisela, and you die, and Keefe does… whatever it is Gisela wants him to do, and we find our two defectors! Speaking of our two defectors, I don’t quite believe the fact that you don’t know anything about your dear old brother. I don’t really like wasting time, so you might as well tell me!”

“He’s not my brother,” Fitz said before he could stop himself, finally catching his breath enough to find Dex’s mind.

We’ve run into two Neverseen members. Trix and someone else. Could use a bit of help. Fitz thought.

On our way.Came the reply.

“Oh?” said the Neverseen member. “Well, that’s an interesting development.”

“Who are you?” Keefe asked.

“Oh me?” the man asked, “no one important, just some random guy, no need to worry about me! Although, I suppose you might want to call me something. I’m not very picky, so go ahead! Give me a name.”

“How about Stupid?” Keefe suggested.

“Nah,” Fitz said, “he looks more like an Idiot to me. Perhaps Stupid Idiot is a fair compromise?”

Keefe nodded, “ah yes, I do agree, Fitz. So, Mr. Stupid Idiot, why are you looking for Alvar? I’m pretty sure he’s dead.”

“Oh, well.” Mr. Stupid Idiot said, “I was hoping for something a bit more mysterious. Trix, I don’t suppose you have any suggestions?”

“Nope. I think Stupid Idiot suits you just fine. Or maybe, Annoying Stupid Idiot, on the account that you don’t shut up.” Trix replied.

“None of you are any help,” Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot said, right before Dex came out of the shadows and sucker punched him in the stomach, Tam right behind him.

“Run!” Tam yelled, kicking Trix in the knee, “we need to get Keefe away from them!”

“Couldn’t agree more, Tam!” Fitz yelled, grabbing Keefe, and running.

Dex and Tam quickly caught up with them, but unfortunately, Trix was still awake, and that meant he could take their air away.

And once again, Fitz couldn’t breathe. This time though, Fitz remembered his Pathfinder, and pulled it out, raising it to the sky. Now that the four of them were together, they could escape.

He did, however, forget the fact that Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot was a Conjurer, and as soon as he pulled it out, it was gone.

“Ooooh, fun! I wonder where this goes!” Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot was getting more annoying by the second.

Fitz saw Dex reaching for something and decided to make sure Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot was focused on someone other than him. He pulled out a throwing star, aiming for Trix. It quickly disappeared from his hand.

Then a flash of light came from where Dex was, a Melder in his hand, pointed at Trix. He went down immediately, thrashing on the ground, and they could breathe again.

“Oh, dear,” Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot said, turning toward Dex, “that won’t do.”

Dex shot the Melder again, just as Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot snapped his fingers. This time, he missed. The Melder appeared in Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot’s hand, and he walked over to Trix, conjuring a different Pathfinder. He leaned over him, then turned looking straight at Dex.

“Well, that’s interesting,” he said, raising the pathfinder, “Until we meet again! Oh, by the way, I thought of a name! Call me Mania.”

As the two disappeared into light, the four boys looked at each other.

“Well,” Keefe said, “I vote for continuing to call him Mr. Annoying Stupid Idiot.”

“Are you guys okay?” Tam asked, looking at Keefe and Fitz.

“Other than not being able to breathe for a bit, yeah, I’m okay.” Keefe replied, “are you okay?”

“Yeah, we’re okay,” Tam said, nudging Dex a bit, “right?”

Dex nodded, staring at the spot where Trix was a few seconds ago. He turned back to them and looked at Fitz. “I don’t suppose anyone gave you an extra Pathfinder?”

Fitz shook his head, “they took our Imparter too. Don’t suppose we have an extra one of those?” The other three shook their heads, and Fitz sighed. “Probably should’ve thought of that before leaving. Good job grabbing a Melder though, Dex. That came in handy.”

Dex nodded, once again staring at the spot Trix was last.

“Anyone else hungry?” Keefe asked.

Fitz stared at him.

“What? We just encountered a stressful situation, and now I’m hungry. Is that a bad thing?”

“Rachel Elizabeth Dare is known to visit a café near here,” Dex chimed in, “they serve food there.”

Tam rolled his eyes, “okay, let’s go get His Majesty of Terrible Hair Land some food so we don’t have to hear about it.”

“Oi!” Keefe said, “I have great hair!”

Dex smiled, and started walking, gesturing for the others to follow.

It turned out by “near here”, Dex meant “about a thirty-minute walk away from here”, and that walk was spent listening to Tam and Keefe argue about hair again, so it felt even longer. But eventually, they reached a quant little café tucked in between two stores. There were chairs and tables outside, surrounded by flowers of all kinds, some bird feeders, and fountains. A few cats sat on the chairs, basking in the sun. The sign out front read, “Hestia’s Café”.

The four walked in and were immediately met with the smells of human food, and Fitz had to admit, it didn’t smell bad. He spotted muffins, croissants, cupcakes, and many other pastries. The smells of food mixed with even more flowers inside, on tables and windowsills, hanging from the walls, they were everywhere.

There was a counter a few feet in front of the door, where two people could be seen helping customers, and to the left, a few booths. To the right, some tables matching the ones outside. There was a window with a wooden bar and chairs so that one could eat while looking outside. To the right and behind the counter was a fireplace surrounded by comfortable looking armchairs, a shelf of books beside the fireplace. There looked to be a door leading to a bathroom to the left of it.

A few people were in the café, sitting at booths or tables. Dex and Keefe went to get food and drinks, since Keefe was the hungry one and Dex had the money, while Tam and Fitz went and sat down at a table. The chairs were surprisingly comfortable. The two sat and talked for a bit, mainly about how long they should stay there, and how they could contact Mr. Forkle or Sophie.

Dex and Keefe sat at the table after a few minutes, Dex carrying the drinks and Keefe carrying plates of food. They ended up trying everything, and Keefe and Fitz ended up switching drinks, while Dex and Tam kept stealing whichever drink the other had.

Fitz ended up drinking a frozen hot chocolate, which tasted a bit like Cinnacreme, but colder, and not as sweet.

And so, they stayed, mission momentarily forgotten, talking about random things. Until the door opened, the bell on the door ringing, and Rachel Elizabeth Dare walked in, accompanied by two boys.

#kotlc #kotlc/pjo crossover fic #dex dizznee #hey I'm back kid #tam song #fitz vacker #keefe sencen #trix - kotlc #some random neverseen dude #I gave him a name L #idk if anything I've written makes sense #I'm vv sleep deprived #anyway imma go back to work now byeeee

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nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos · 7 months

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Guys, I'm a little out of it and sleep deprived now, and I'm not sure how many people I managed to spam with this (and sorry if I spammed you with it more than once by accident, vv sleep deprived right now)

But anyway this applies to absolutely all of you who are reading the shit I'm shoveling out and being nice about it

I love you all so very very much

Anyway,

🧡✨SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡

This applies to all of you. FCKING ALL OF YOU OKAY

You're all fucking awesome, and I love you all so much.

That is all. Sorry for being sappy again.

EDIT: Also I will be shamelessly reblogging anyone who happens to blog me in this because everyone deserves support and recognition and I am here to provide it okay I will never not do that, creators NEED love and support to thrive the same way that a plant needs water and sunlight and I want to support other writers/artists/creators/humans in general in absolutely any way I can

#sappy bs #how do you people put up with me #im so sorry

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welcometomybraincomics · 2 years

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Sammy (Sam) Raine, another chaotic fave

I fucking love Sammy. I made them when I was 3am-been-sleep-deprived-for-a-week loopy, so they are v silly.

V goofy, v silly, vv weird and non-sensical. For characters like Sammy, I kind of kick cannon and common sense out of the window for the most entertaining option.

For example: Sammy has 2 AI. One is named Rita. She is an asshole bc Sammy decided to develop her AI by connecting her to the internet. She is also a toaster on wheels who talks using a tiny scrolling display board and morse code. The other is named Carlos. He is a roomba. He is baby bc he is not connected to the internet, but Rita is a bad influence.

Example 2: Sammy Notoriously Bad Luck. So much so that they have a bike instead of a car bc that's cheaper than replacing a car every other week. They are on a first-name basis with the police because of all the shit that happens to them.

Where does transformers come into this? Easy!

First contact.

Or at least, sort of first contact. There are a few Autobots planet side, but that's not exactly public since there hasn't been a big Autobot-Decepticon fight yet.

Now, back to first contact. You know how I just said there haven't been any big bot-con fights yet? Yeah, that's because there basically aren't any 'cons on this Earth yet. I say "this Earth" bc this isn't actually in any particular universe, I'm just playing in the general "Transformers" sandbox.

So, if there aren't any Decepticons on Earth yet, where are they?

Well, that's where Sammy's cybertronian companion comes in.

He's a Decepticon. Specifically a Decepticon scout.

His name is Whiplash and he is currently disguising himself as an Earth car and is scoping out the planet to see if there's anything useful there. Unfortunately, he gets stranded planet side when his communications to other 'cons fail for Plot Reasons and he ends up parking himself on the side of the road and shutting down all but his most essential processes because he doesn't have access to fuel (doesn't know how to use gas stations and doesn't automatically realize that gas stations are a fuel station).

This is how Sammy finds him.

Sammy, a fucking dumbass, goes "Oh, cool! Car without plates! that means no one's coming back to get it!" and fucking walks an entire cybertronian back to their house. Does Sammy intend to drive Whiplash? No, they've got enough bad experiences with dangerous drivers and random sinkholes opening up under them to not want to be behind the wheel again, but they do like messing with and fixing up broken things.

So, they bring Whiplash into the garage, open up his hood, sees cybertronian parts and goes "Wow! Car technology has advanced so much while I wasn't looking!" because they haven't looked at the inside of a car for years at this point, and then they go to work, poking around Whiplash's insides. Somewhere between poking around and doing normal life things, Sammy decides to load Whiplash up with some fuel, 'cause why not?

Now that Whiplash has some fuel in him, he starts booting back up again. Now, under any other circumstances, this would be fine. He's a strong, capable Decepticon warrior. Unfortunately for both him and Sammy, Whiplash wakes up when Sammy is elbows deep in his insides and they both scream like little girls.

Thus begins the strange and silly road trip of a Decepticon, a human, and the aforementioned human's strange robot children.

Featuring such hits as:

We don't know how to use the gas station

I forgot I had an alien robot in my house

"You know a boat isn't a great alt mode when you're landlocked, right?"

"If you were asleep and I was asleep, then who was driving!?"

#Human tf #transformers #transformers oc #oc #the goofy transformers road trip #Art

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goldenhypen · 10 months

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I'm good!! Hbu?

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so glad to hear you’re doing well 🥹 anything new and exciting w you lately? :> ah i’m currently vv sleep deprived but other than that i’m doing good 🥹👍🏻

#em answers #🦊 anon! <3

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jiangwanyin · 3 years

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me going thru my notes rn 🍓🍓🍓 @fallencastiel

#sorry for tagging u omg idk u and this feels awkward but it was too funny to pass up the opportunity like . hiii pfp twin<3 #also asjfldl i may or may not have just stalked your about page and we even have #the almost exact same name too except i spell it as angelika helP 🙏#anyways just ignore meee i'm vv sleep deprived and feeling uncharacteristically sociable but sending you good vibes #and wishing u a good day/night and i'm glad you enjoyed approximately ten posts in my photography tag nice meeting you<3 #i am mentally handing u a strawberry! 🍓#angie.txt

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heffrondriving · 2 years

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I'm sorry if this is a little assholely but after seeing your vent post I went looking for where you said to not tag names and the only place I saw it was at the end of your very long tags,, so assuming i didnt miss another more obvious place...? Have you thought of just putting that in the post itself? Because anyone who's seeing it second hand (as in seeing it after someone else rebloged it) won't see that tag + not everyone reads tags, you know :( sorry that it makes you uncomfortable but if you put it somewhere more visible, like in the body of the post, then at least people def will see it. Sending love either way 💕

nahhh nothing to be sorry for issall totally cool and encouraged and you are very kind,, tbh i was lowkey waiting around for something like this and i'm kinda glad for it and also surprised it's not at least fifty times worse??? in all honesty i think i am in dire need and deserving of the hardest dose of criticism at this point for all the stupid messy personal posts i make on a sleep-deprived whim, as i am fully aware that this is not the place for it, and i am and should never be exempt from getting my necessary comeuppance should it arise. and like i said, this quandary was completely of my own fault. i have made my stance on personal comfort posts clear numerous times before and only put them in subtler places like the end of my annoying-ass rambly tags because i really don't wanna bother people with something that sounds so trivially inconsequential, and it makes me incredibly anxious to add them in the post itself (as i reckon it just outright ruins the whole content and that's such a selfish and gross thing for me to do personally,, like who tf am i to ask anything of anyone ech :-/). but this is still my sole responsibility to properly handle and conduct myself online, and i'm so sorry if i came across like i'm attempting to pass the blame for my own self-implicated neglect, as no one else should be subject to dealing with my mistakes. (like no joke i screamed aloud when i read that you looked through my posts or tags??? PLS LICHRALLY NEVER DO THAT EVER THAT'S A VV BAD IDEA ACTUAL ONLINE EQUIVALENT OF DUMPSTER DIVING VIBES EXCEPT THE DUMPSTER'S ON FIRE AND CAUSES MAJOR BRAINROTOFFISITIS!!!!! (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`))

i've had a well-needed rest hrk composed myself, deleted my prev post (i'm also thinking of removing the post that spurred it just to be sure, t'was super terrible anyway lmao), and muted my notifs for the time being, so please do feel free to tag anything however you wish at this point—i know i'm making an absolute fool out of myself for this full 180 departure (just in time for april 1st tho so swings and roundabouts-) but yeah that's completely fine idk, and if my walnut brain has anything otherwise to say abt it they will be catching These Hands according to the Fists Of Fury Code!!!!! ᕦ(ò皿óᕦ) but in all seriousness, emotional dysregulation is the absolute worst but i understand that maybe i can't really set boundaries for something fully well out of my control, so i just give up the ghost on this bc what else is there to do. c'est la vie if it sucks for me, tough shit @ self tough it out bebs u asked for this :^) though i hopefully can, however, keep everything else out of sight and out of mind so that i don't have to deal with the self-imposed repercussions by willingly setting my triggers off and lashing out incessantly. like mmm that's toxic shit girlie no one wants that here bls get u some therapy pare *whaps myself with an abaniko fan*. it's 100% on me if i choose to expand the tags on my notifs, and what happens in other ppl's blogs should be none of my fucking business and i'm just a super nosy lurker goblin sometimes ig exhibit a: this is what being a chronic cave hermit does to the human psyche. irreversible damage u.......*steven he voice* EMOTIONAL DAMAGE!!!!! my sincerest apologies again for all the trouble and i really hope this answer doesn't come off as too sardonic or acerbic or anything of the sort, i know i goof a lot but i really do mean all of it, even if trying to convey appropriate tone indication in text form is so whack 😩

also i'm really sorry for this mf ten-volume novel series of an answer (i really hope no one's insane enough to actually read this....whatever the hell this is .-.). thank you so much for your patience and understanding, and please keep the love and give it to another funky cool blog who's worthy of it and not deserving of getting squished like a pestilent vermin under your steel-toed bootheel!! /lh ~(இ௰இ~) anywayyy let's ignore (slash unfollow hardblock permanent dni etc. etc....very good ideas, those, bc if i could block myself i would without hesitation smh get this chernobyl elephant's foot outta my feed) this and my other inane bullshittery and let bygones be bygones and go back to our silly manband content, shall we??? this blog is for no-braincell shits and pure dumbassery first and foremost i promise......also i have more poorly-made sh!tposts and kendall's pretty grampa face stuff which i wanna plague the btr tag with if that's still allowed pls ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

(^^^ i can't believe i actually got to use this gif for something sdjsfjksd)

#tbh i'm genuinely shocked i'm not getting more hatemail at this point (this is an implicit urge to action!) bc lawd gawd i am obnoxious??#you know when you say things and the moment it leaves your mouth you instantly know that you fucked up??? that is me all the time #i have zero filter and it gets the best of me and i just really need ppl to tell me to shut tf up so this is good. more of this is good #i'll delete this too just so it wouldn't clutter up the feed i'm so sorry ahh ;-;#full disclosure there was another ask regarding this matter that i never answered bc it got washed out of my slow braim and by the time i #remembered it felt too uncomfortably late to respond yk so. i hope this could be some kinda reparation #fr why do i look forward to getting slammed down;;; watching me get my ass kicked is cathartic ngl. painful and tr//um//tic but still >:3 #this is what u get allen!!! hoshit here comes the undertaker with a folding chair ready to body avalanche the weak spine outta u hofuckk #i'm rambling nonsense in tags again when this answer already has no right being this long sorry drank too much coffee fushfuahj #anon #all the windows down #do pretty girl don't speak

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