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we-write-fics-here-sir · 2 years

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Eyy its back and about time too! Its that classic dimentio × Luigi or Luigi × Mimi bait its super unclear which ship this fic is for! Jokes on you: its for ME I wrote this for FUN

Title: The Alliance

Characters: Luigi, Dimentio, Mimi, Super Dimentio (technically)

Chapters: 1 (more to come)

Summary: Super dimentio wakes up after the final battle not dead and not NOT Super Dimentio

Something enters your space. A light tip-tap as it skitters across the floor is what first alerted you of its presence, but now even if it held still you’d know exactly where it was. You can smell the magic it emits, and even more damning, feel its presence within space and time. The divot it makes in the fabric of space, the border of its flesh- you could identify its location if it was pitch black and you were deaf.

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PL■■ER S■■■■■: PL■■■■ ???

Easy meal.

You lunge at it, moving at not even half your top speed, and easily snap it up between your jaws without a second thought. You chew- and feel an odd nagging in the back of your skull. You slow… It feels like you should be focusing on something.

Well, the taste certainly isn’t nice. Sharp and bitter, coppery and cold. The texture is worse, the thing is cutting up your mouth something fierce. Its making quite a racket in there, and you feel like the noise its making is….important. Its not just any random series of sounds, its… a voice? Its speaking a language… the tone is very harsh, very mean… it makes your eyebrows furrow. You know this voice… its demanding somethi

“DON’T YOU DARE SWALLOW ME YOU NITWIT!!“

PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER ONE - LUIGI

You come to your senses and immediately hack up the creature that had been in your mouth. It tumbles a few times before steadying itself on extended, spiderlike appendages. It seems disoriented, then furious, then disgusted.

"EeeEEW LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY DRESS YOU JERKS! I KNOW YOURE ALL EVIL OR WHATEVER BUT SERIOUSLY?!”

Something seems comical about this tiny green creature disciplining you. Shes less than even a third of your size. You search your mind for a name. She’s… she’s….

“Do you even recognize me? Its me, Mimi! Hello???"

Your head lifts quickly. That’s the name! She seems pleased you’re showing recognition, a smile finding its way on her lips.

Talk about a mood swing...unless she wasnt that mad at all?

"Can I finally get a decent welcome now? I’ve been worried.”

Her face has been washed over with a new expression- relief. You’re unsure why. She approaches you, boldly, and places a hand against yours. Its shockingly tiny on your ring finger.

"…You’re still alive in there, right, L?“

That name just about sent a shockwave through you. L- your villain name- your whole villain identity for that matter, comes flooding back to you. Bleck's crew, the brainwashing, your machines, your fights with your brother-

You back away quickly, only to begin stumbling over your long, flexible limbs. You don’t know if you’re fleeing from Mimi or the nonexistent embodiment of the information itself, but you crash into a heap in your distress.

"Wh- hey! I’m not even trying to scare you guys!”

Something deeply disturbs you about how she addresses you in a plural sense. You still feel like your sentience is escaping you, like you’re moments away from returning to the mental state of a wild animal.

You try hard to focus. You forgot you even had an identity. You had just been prowling around in the ruins of Castle Bleck for some time now, like a predator. Remembering your own name was a slap to the face, scaring the last animalistic tendencies right out of you. You scour your mind for context…you try to remember…

The chaos heart was inside you- more specifically in your chest. You could hazily see your brother hopping from platform to platform, trying to counter you, trying to win…but also trying not to hurt you.

He couldnt choose both.

You remember looming over him. He went too easy on you. You had the upper hand. Your foot was raised to crush him.

And then you remember absolutely losing your mind.

The heart in your chest was subject to a sudden onslaught of emotional and magical violence that burst forth from you all at once. You remember forcing the chaos heart out of your chest and deep into the pit of your stomach, like most of your unpleasant emotions.

Down into your core, away from light, away from control, buried underneath the rest of your guilt and sadness you keep locked up inside.

And then you fainted.

Your name is Luigi.

You tentatively stand up. You can feel the chaos heart still deep inside your gut, though it feels different. Wounded almost…. changing? Its pulsing inside you, shifting. Its uncomfortable, to say the least. Bitterly cold.

"Hey, L, its ok."

Mimi gives your finger a slight squeeze, bringing you back to reality. You feel a little more at ease.

"The others are alright, y’know. Nastasia is kinda rough around the edges, but things have been ok!"

She offers you a semi-forced smile. You feel selfish for not worrying about the others- your main concern right now was yourself.

"Um, that Mario guy has been just fine too. He was really upset about…all this. But hes healing really well!”

She must’ve seen you tense up in fear, because she pursed her lips and patted your hand a few more times.

“Uh, lets talk about other stuff, yea? Like....oh! Nass says that you should have the power to change!"

You tilt your head.

"Like, y’know. Change outta this…gross ugly body. Using your magic or whatever.”

She gestures to you as a whole, which is only slightly insulting.

Does she really expect you to use magic? You’re not exactly an adept magic user, and you’re scared of trying to channel the chaos heart’s magic for any reason…

But apparently its not your choice, as someone else begins using it for you.

PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER TWO - DIMENTIO

As soon as you catch wind that it is an option, you begin to shift out of this bulky, uncomfortable form. Your height shrinks, limbs grow shorter, and your neck becomes a reasonable length as you manipulate the heart resting inside you. The thing is in shambles from its harassment earlier- presumably yours. You didn’t think your manipulation was going to break the damn thing, but now for some reason its dysfunctional.

As you weave the magic to your will, your body changes to a form more tolerable. Less powerful, certainly, but with the adrenaline from the battle wearing off, it turns out this kind of body is VERY painful to simply live in. You think comfort simply existing is worth having your hight reduced a little.

You finally are able to stand on two feet without assistance of your arms like some kind of ape, and casually float a few inches off the ground. You examine your body, much to an ignored Mimi’s annoyance. You don’t really want to talk to her. Your head is killing you, and taking the time to contemplate and form dialogue would only make the pain spike. You instead examine your body as Mimi taps her foot impatiently.

Your poncho which once fit your bigger form decently now drapes over you like a dress. You have scars all over your exposed legs and arms.

Well, those have always been there, even before the chaos heart.

Gloved hands, a fancy little ruffle around your neck… with your tattered clothes and ruffled hair, you look like quite the train wreck. You absentmindedly tap your cheek as you surmise the situation before realizing in horror that it is completely exposed, along with the rest of your face.

You scan the ground in a panic before finding your prize- your mask- and slide it on. You breathe a sigh of relief. It still fits perfectly. You feel a sense of comfort with it at home on your face. Finally, you cast a glance over at Mimi, who looks wholly irritated by you taking your sweet time.

"Is that Dimmy now?"

You scoffed lightly, attempted to come up with a retort, but were unsuccessful in forming a single sentence. Your throat feels horribly damaged for some reason. Possibly magic burns. You only manage a pitiful sounding "Ngh" before the pain causes you to fall to one knee, and Mimi quickly skitters over, despite her previous expression of distaste.

PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER ONE - LUIGI

Having a human-like body again fills you with so much relief it nearly blocks out the intense horror you felt when your arm moved against your own will to pick up Dimentio’s mask and place it over your face. The material was cold and uninviting, and shivers ran down your spine when it remained on your face despite there being no strap to speak of. You tried to gather your courage and stand back up, but just wobbled and collapsed on the ground. This is….ok, too, you guess. Mimi stared at you concerned.

"I’m gonna get Chunky to carry you outta here, ok? Its super cold and I dunno if its good for you in here. Its gonna be ok."

Mimi gave you a pat on your side, and as quickly as she came, the spiderling skittered off into the darkened ruins of Castle Bleck.

You remained on the ground, waiting. Mostly alone. Making horrifying discoveries by accident. You had ran your tongue along your teeth only to realize they were razor sharp. You could bite your own tongue off if you wanted to. You tried to rub your eyes, only to feel that they were empty sockets, devoid of your once charming blue eyes. You have no idea how you’re still able to see, even if your vision is rather poor. You decide to stop moving completely, before you make another nightmarish discovery, like your ears being inside out or your hands being on backwards or something.

The worst part about being left alone is having to endure the activity inside your stomach with absolutely nothing to distract you. The chaos heart was like some kind of animal, chewing away at you and leaving you feel horribly drained. You hugged your stomach, as if that would help

PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER TWO - DIMENTIO

You need…a compromise. Something else to occupy the chaos heart aside from your flesh. A power source maybe. If it had something else to gnaw on, it would likely be more easy to deal with. You moved your arms out of the vise-like grip they had over your stomach, and turned to lay flat on your back. You moved your hands under the fabric of your oversized poncho, letting them rest over your stomach. You noticed with a bit of distaste that it wasn’t as flat as before. Are chaos hearts fattening? Are they bad for you?? You ponder this for awhile as magic gently trickles through your fingers and into the flesh of your midsection. A mild pain relief spell, nothing too advanced, but enough to let you catch your breath. You breathe slowly, trying to ease away the panic that is flooding your nerves. Deep breath in, slow exhale out. You rest your eyes as you attempt to meditate, and for some reason you aren’t calmed in the slightest. This isn’t like you. Why is your heart racing like that? You don’t really know why Mimi is being so docile right now- you don’t really understand half of what she said. Why was she telling you about Mario of all people?? Do you look like you care? And another thing- clearly you must’ve lost the fight…so why are you still breathing?

And where did that green fool wander off to in all of this?

#alliance au #super paper mario #dimentio spm #luigi spm #mimi spm #super dimentio #its good to be back

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jheqiawrites · 1 year

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Are you ready for this?

#alliance AU #sentient ai #little adrien #miraculous ladybug #miraculous fanworks #miraculous fanfic #adrienette...sort of #Marichat... sort of #Adricat... definitely

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bun-fish · 7 months

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Two bros, chillin in the batcave, 0 feat apart cuz they’re best friends

Also because Danny weighs like a wet baby crow in ghost form and he likes to have his Perch.

Duke would sooner take up Condiment King duties than turn him down

edit: there’s a comic now :)

and a story from @zeestarfishalien

#dpxdc #art #illustration #dp × dc #danny and duke #hazmat au #bunfish can art #comic #comics #day shift #day shift duo #meta alliance

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sanjiwifer · 8 months

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. • Message In A Bottle pt. 3.2 • .

There is no peace for Buggy.

#that poor man was chasing an illusion #i just want to hold him and tell him its gonna be alright #message in a bottle au #one piece #one piece fanart #luffy #monkey d luffy #mihawk #cross guild alliance #dracule mihawk #one piece mihawk #sir crocodile #one piece crocodile #buggy the clown #one piece buggy #cross guild

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dinathalawriter · 1 year

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ALLIANCE AU!!!!!!!

Syril Karn had been a part of the Rebel Alliance for years, working as a skilled engineer and tech expert. He was respected among his peers and had contributed to the success of many missions. But there was one person he couldn't stop thinking about - his supervisor, Dedra Meero.

Dedra was a fierce and dedicated leader, with a sharp mind and a no-nonsense attitude. She was the one who had recruited Syril into the Alliance, and had been a mentor and a friend to him. But as time passed, Syril realized his feelings for her went beyond mere admiration.

He had tried to keep his emotions in check, knowing that getting involved with a superior officer was against the rules. But every time he saw her, heard her voice, or caught a glimpse of her smile, he felt his heart skip a beat.

Dedra, for her part, was oblivious to Syril's feelings. She treated him with the same professionalism and respect as she did with all her other subordinates. But there was something in the way Syril looked at her, the way he blushed when she complimented him, that made her wonder if there was something more to their relationship.

One day, after a particularly grueling mission, Dedra and Syril found themselves alone in the tech lab. Syril was fidgeting with a datapad, trying to look busy, while Dedra was reviewing reports on her holopad. Suddenly, Syril mustered up the courage to speak.

"Dedra, I... I have to tell you something," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Dedra looked up, surprised. "What is it, Syril?"

"I... I don't know how to say this," Syril stammered. "But I've been in love with you for a long time. I know it's not... appropriate, and I don't want to cause any trouble, but I just had to tell you. I can't keep it inside any longer."

Dedra's eyes widened, and for a moment she was speechless. Then she stood up from her chair and walked over to Syril.

"I had no idea," she said softly. "I'm sorry if I ever gave you the wrong impression. You're a talented and valued member of this team, and I don't want anything to jeopardize that. But I can't deny that there's something between us."

Syril's heart leaped with joy. "You mean... you feel the same way?"

Dedra smiled. "I do. But we have to be careful. We can't let our personal lives interfere with our duties."

Syril nodded eagerly. "I understand. I'll do anything to make this work."

From that day on, Dedra and Syril were a couple - in secret, of course. They managed to keep their relationship under wraps while still working together as a cohesive team. And while there were times when the danger of their missions made them question the wisdom of their decision, they both knew that their love for each other was worth any risk.

#alliance au #rebel au #dedra meero x syril karn #andor #chatgpt

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months

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MDZS Disco Elysium AU part 2 - Psyche Skills

Part 1 - Part 3

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #disco elysium #MDZS disco elysium au #jiang cheng #jiang yanli #yu ziyuan #While it's more in vogue to draw a character's skill roster tailored to them -#One of the more subtle details I love in DE is how some of the skill portraits parallel character portraits of people hbd associates with.#Theres somethine rather poetic to be said about how other people shape out thoughts and sometimes act as a 'voice' in our head.#How we are in part a collection of impressions other people left behind on us.#I am a huge Skillhead (Those are my friends! My party members! They love me! They have their own agendas and alliances!)#so of course a healthy portion of this AU is dedicated to them <3 #the Int skills go basically unchanged from DE. Psy as well (with changes to a few quirks in voice).#Fys skills though...well...wwx is in a different body! Those voices belong to Someone Else.#Esp electrochem (MXY in this AU also partied to near death. WWX is withdrawing and craving substances he's never even heard of before)#While I personally don't fully subscribe to Volition Jean I *do* see Volition Jiang Cheng. The voice of your Not Brother keeping you afloat #All three of these parallels make me unbelievably sad. They are also both purple. Art is like that sometimes.#Empathy Jiang Yanli...oh man do I have a lot of thoughts about her. Disco fans Who Know....you can probably see what I'm cooking.#Authority is a really interesting skill in DE because *yes* its about power and intimidation - but it's also about finesse and respect #Titus Hardie and YZY both abuse *and* finesse how they establish their authority - in a way that leaves quite an impression.#2 more mdzs disco posts that I *need* to create and then I'm off to working on raffles <3

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shisabun-art · 4 months

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I am sorry if you are very busy, I was just wondering if the sonadow alliance au was on hiatus or discontinued?

Hello! It's currently on hiatus. I fully intend to finish it eventually, but I'm not sure when the next update will be.

#sonadow #alliance au #thanks for the ask!#ask response #ask away

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wzardjellies · 7 months

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Just got done w/ revenge on my rewatch and I have an au going on in my head where Jo gets a more developed character arc and dawn gets further in the competition bc they form an alliance lesbianism ensues (they make each other worse/better)

#freak x freak dynamic but theyre both on separate sides of the freak scale #this is like my first independently thought of crack ship and technically it doesn’t make sense but it makes sense in my heart #only reason it came to be is bc I placed them next to eachother on a redesign line up and went hmmmmmmmmmm #they initially make an alliance in this au bc dawn is on the toxic maggots #augh I meant mutant #this also would kinda open up to dawn being on all stars #total drama #td #total drama revenge of the island #roti #tdroti #td jo #total drama jo #total drama dawn #what would their ship name be ummm #jawn #jodawn #jelly art

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hah-studios · 9 months

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I think an RID15 AU where Team Bee and Steeljaw’s Pack had to work together would be interesting so I’m gonna have fun with that.

And my first bit of fun is Bee and Steeljaw nearly dying just thinking about a team up lol

Feel free to drop requests like scenarios or specific team ups if you like while I come up with shenanigans

#I may write a few things about it we’ll see #transformers #transformers rid #RID 15 #fanart #comic #maccadam #bumblebee #Steeljaw #alliance au

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emry-stars-art · 2 months

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Children of the Moriyama-Day thrones ✨

I’ve been putting off an explanation for the kingdom Evermore for FOREVER and honestly a lot of it is directly pulled from this post and some more chats with @snazzy-jas-z-is-a-fan-of (thank you ily you’re so smart)

So if you wanna know like 80% of the pre-timeline Moriyama-Day story, read on:

SO. In Evermore, at least amongst nobility, all importance is placed on direct descendants of family lines. Spouses to the royal family can claim titles if they so choose - the equivalent titles are reserved for that eventuality - but their children will always have higher titles than them (ex: the husbands of the Day line queens are not princes but instead something closer to dukes, while their children will be Day princes and princesses, as well as the reverse for the Moriyama wives). This means that every once in a while, if a spouse would prefer to live privately rather than subject themselves to the more stressful aspects of noble life, they remain only vaguely known by the public. This doesn’t happen often by any means, but it does give the royal family an excuse for why the father of Kevin Day has not made himself known.

Each generation has a shared title - the most fit and capable to rule will take the titles of kings and queens*, while their children are princes and princesses. The eldest of each family in the generation adds “high ___” to their title once a younger sibling is born. This is why even though Kevin is the younger between him and Natalie - the next Day generation - he is the heir to the Day throne because his mother was the elder sister. The names in pink are the highest ranking royalty of their generation, whom the throne is passed to.

*(Maybe Evermore retires their monarchs once they’re unfit to rule, or maybe the younger generations take them by force, thus proving they are fit for the throne. I could see it going either way tbh)

The Moriyama line here is continuing essentially as is usual and expected. There’s family members among each generation and the procession of power is in place. The Day family, on the other hand, has almost entirely crumbled.

Queen Shields left the throne of her own volition, taking her daughter Natalie with her. She left the throne and renounced her Evermore citizenship for reasons unknown to the public, though the Moriyama family brushed it aside as the whims of a young woman that clearly couldn’t handle the lifestyle. For this reason, even if she was to come back to Evermore, she would no longer be able to claim her place among the Day family. Her daughter Natalie Shields, on the other hand, was hardly more than an infant when she was taken, and so the Evermore nobility could not say she renounced her throne or her citizenship by choice. If Princess Natalie ever returned to Evermore and demanded her throne, she would have it.

High Queen Kayleigh, as we all know, has passed away. Her son Prince Kevin was raised beside Ichirou and Riko by the Moriyama family as the sole remaining member of the royal Day line. Though he and Prince Riko had always been close because of their age (High Prince Ichirou was at that age range and just older enough that he found littler kids and especially siblings to be “annoying”, the way kids do), as they grew up, Kevin realized that even if Riko was his best friend and brother, he himself had started agreeing more with Ichirou’s political views and ideas. Riko swallowed the Evermore ideals of “conquer and prosper” as any younger brother might. Kevin and Ichirou never had to fight for the power handed to them - they were beginning to see that those traditions were becoming obsolete, and there were better ways to expand and run a country.

Riko did not like the attention Kevin was suddenly getting from Ichirou.

So when Kevin said, suddenly and surprisingly, that he was going to travel before marriage - see what and who around them might benefit Evermore - no one could really stop him. He was by that point the Day crown. High King Kengo allowed it. (He wouldn’t have, had Ichirou not so strongly championed for the idea.)

Young king Kevin is not technically an Evermore deserter or traitor. The Moriyamas cannot prove that he is. But the longer he stays in Palmetto, the more suspicions arise that he isn’t there only on business, or even that he might never intend to return at all. The only way to take the throne from Kevin - destroying the Day line in Evermore for good - is for him to renounce his throne, or for war to break out between the two countries so that Kevin will be forced to pick a side.

(We know what side he’d pick, of course. His adopted brothers as well. The rest of the Moriyamas are fairly certain they know, and are growing severely impatient for the chance to label him a traitor.)

(This also leads to the idea that perhaps, if she found her way back to Evemore on an errand, all the lost princess Natalie would have to do is exchange her claim to the throne for a certain foreign prisoner’s freedom. Ichirou is always looking for ways to get rid of competition, and Riko’s lost plaything is not his to worry about. Kengo’s declining health makes it easy for Ichirou to pass off his word as the High King’s.

So the ex-princess is free to take Jean Moreau wherever he’d like to go. Or, when he says he doesn’t know, wherever she thinks is suitable.)

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we-write-fics-here-sir · 2 years

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*whips* chapter two didnt need too much editing, but it was edited nonetheless!

Title: the alliance

Characters: Luigi, Dimentio, O'chunks, Mimi, Nastasia

Chapter: 2 (more to come) (chapter one here)

Summary: Dimentio goes to get a midnight snack, Luigi learns something scary and freaks out.

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PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER TWO - DIMENTIO

TWO WEEKS

You have won the battle, if you can even call it that.

Under the light of the moon, you kneel in front of the poor creature you had attacked; an innocent star sprite, dazed on the ground. You had injured it by simply whacking it with a branch as hard as you could.

Admittedly it was pretty funny. Like hitting an unlucky baseball in a game of fate. Fortunately it didn’t soar very far; you had chased it into a secluded forest, away from prying eyes, before finishing the job by whacking the snot out of it.

You outstretch your hand and grab the creature by the foot, lifting it up to your face. Awfully heavy little thing. Should be more than good enough.

You lightly lick your lips in anticipation, and pull up your mask.

You hear an unusual click as the bones in your jaw lengthen and unhinge. The chaos heart’s magic lets you manipulate your body in truly awful ways. Youve done this before, but it still gives you shivers. The heart grows cold in anticipation for more cosmic energy as you psyche yourself up.

In a grotesque, monster-like fashion, you easily slide the sprite past your unhinged jaws and into your throat for the chaos heart to do whatever it pleases to it. In a fashion similar to a black hole, the sprite is suddenly dragged down with absolutely no hindrance. You didn’t even swallow. It was just gone in less than a second.

A chill runs through you.

You only do this on occasion. About three times in the past two weeks. Too many in a row would be telling. On the nights that you do treat yourself and the heart like this…it feels like you’ve taken a step in the right direction. The heart is more willing to sit patiently if it knows the longer it waits, the better the reward will be. You’ve formed a wordless alliance with the heart in this way, and thankfully this means it has stopped boring into your side and keeping you awake for hours with agonizing pain.

On these hunting nights, you have to wear a blindfold and earplugs. If not, your body behaves strangely. You are subject to sudden thrashing and convulsions, along with an uncomfortable panicked state. You can navigate just fine without either sense- you can identify the imprints in space and time from every physical thing around you. You practically echolocate. Its a mystifying ability that the chaos heart gifted to you upon your transformation. The biggest problem, however, cannot be avoided.

You keel over slightly as you feel bile rise in your throat. You swallow it back down, irritated. Its like your body can tell when you’re doing these awful deeds and rejects them outright. The blindfold and earplugs do a decent job of keeping you calm and collected, but as soon as you can feel those sprites in your mouth, its a nightmare. You’d be fine with cutting up a sprite if it meant avoiding this, but unfortunately dead star sprites return to stardust immediately. A shame.

You clasp your hand over your mouth as you gag again. This kind of behavior really doesn’t suit a sophisticated individual such as yourself.

For the most part, you’ve been gathering sustenance for the chaos heart by other means- mainly normal power stars. They aren’t exactly appetizing, though…they taste metallic, and don’t sit well in your stomach. Pretty hard to discretely nab, too. Another alternative is ghosts and other spirits, but you think if you swallow one more boo this month, the king of them is going to come banging down your door to kill you.

Just a hunch, but a chance you arent eager to take.

You take slow breaths to try to calm your nerves. It seems impossible to keep your pulse steady lately.

“LAD WERE’VE YAE GONE OFF TEH?”

Your breath hitches in surprise as you catch wind of a familiar voice- one so loud you can hear it through your earplugs. You remove the plugs and pull away the blindfold that covered the eyeholes of your mask.

You cant call out to the man yelling for you- your throat is in shambles. But you can knock a few times on a nearby tree to alert him.

"THAT YOU?"

O'Chunks comes through the brush and you give him a slight, unamused wave. He seems a little bothered, but still smiles lightly.

“Yae gotta stop wand'rin off like that, lad. Yer awf'ly far from tae gard'n. Thought yae were jus’ goin’ fer a short walk? Had me worried.”

He offers you a hand, and you place yours in his. It kind of shocks you how gently he carries your palm.

Hes never done this kind of thing before- checking in on your well being, that is.

You were pretty worried at first that your old menagerie of ‘friends’ were going to pummel you the second they saw you. You know, the backstabber? The traitor? The fool? …They’ve all been surprisingly mild-mannered. You’ve been completely unable to speak from the damage done to your throat, but you’ve conveyed a few ideas via writing- most importantly the concept of redirecting the chaos heart’s violence. You havent attempted an apology just yet.

Nastasia has been the most help thus far, navigating where power stars may be located to sate the chaos heart’s monstrous appetite. You really do owe her for that, especially since you tried to kill her so recently.

Mimi has been keeping a constant eye on you, practically babysitting you at any given time, keeping you captive in a small home she 'borrowed’ from some unlucky fellow. Normally you’d find annoyance in this, but for some reason, seeing her face brings you a distant feeling of comfort.

Unusual.

O'chunks sometimes arrives to carry you to and fro, as well as help you nab said power stars from any individual who may be guarding them… you haven’t told him about the star sprites yet. Despite his appearance, hes a surprisingly kind-hearted soul. He may not support your nighttime attacks.

Everyone is so… kind. You don’t know if a mass case of amnesia swept over everyone, but they’re all patient towards you. They werent even like this in their earliest years of working with Bleck. This sincerity, it feels…nice.

Your heart is warm.

You don’t know why they keep calling you 'Ell’. Maybe that was a side effect of the amnesia. Its not like you can correct them just yet anyway.

PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER ONE - LUIGI

TWO WEEKS

You walk while holding O'Chunks’ hand. You feel horrible. You don’t know whats wrong with you, but every so often some kind of force drives you to go outside- to find innocent and tiny creatures of power- and to just-

You grab onto O'chunks’ arm suddenly and shudder. He pauses, looking you up and down with a worried expression. He bends down on one knee, and with a startlingly soft voice asks you if you need 'tae sit down.’

You shake your head no. You dont want to be a bother. Youve already done enough harm by sleepwalking(?) out here again.

You’ve been trying not to blame yourself for these things- its got to be the chaos heart manipulating you, or something. You don’t know what else it could be. The only bright side to these incidents is that after they’re over, your stomach doesn’t hurt at all- it just feels cold.

O'Chunks seems slightly bothered with the silence, and after long enough decides to speak up.

“Er…yae know, Nastasia wan’s tae speak abou’ somethin’ with yae.”

You look up at him, trying not to come off as *completely* miserable.

Apparently hes not buying it.

“We’ve.... been hidin’ stuff from yae, don’ wanna put yae into a bad place.”

You give him a questioning look through your mask. You’ve BEEN in a bad place for two weeks now. Ever since you came to your senses in that broken castle, ever since Dimentio.... used you.

“…We jus’ think yae should know. I cann’ do it alone.”

He squeezes your hand very lightly.

“…jus’ hope it doesn’ put yae in as bad of a state as yae were in tha’ cas'le.”

…you feel unsettled that whatever information he could offer to you would be that bad.

PLAYER SELECT: PLAYER TWO - DIMENTIO

TWO WEEKS

Youre having a panic attack. Its not even yours.

Your conference with Nastasia went…pretty poorly, to say the least.

She broke the news with her usual, unsympathetic way of speaking. The grand finale, the spell you had used in your final battle with mario, wasnt fading. Your form and Luigi's were still one, fused with your own dark magic and the chaos heart's unbridled power.

Your unwilling hand grabs tightly onto O'Chunk’s shirt as a part of you makes haste to form words you don’t even want to say.

"Gh- get..."

You cough. Its painful. You can taste the blood from wounds in your throat

“Get him- o-out-”

Your heart is going a million miles an hour. You feel like you’re damn well about to have a stroke. Why is this buffoon speaking, of all things?

Nastasia adjusts her glasses.

“We cant. If you let me finish my sentence-”

You go into a sudden coughing fit, painting the inside of your mask with red. You should not be talking by any means, yet your mouth still moves, unwisely.

Mimi quickly scampers over to you, putting a hand on your leg in sympathy before whipping her head at a sharp 90° angle to scowl at Nastasia.

“I knew they needed more time! But you didn’t listen, Nass!”

You fall to your knees, breathing heavily. Your mask slips off. You move your hand to pick it up, but a an agonizing scream escapes you before your fingers can wrap around it.

“DH- DON’T MOVE ME!!”

The pain in your throat is horrible. Your vision is getting hazy from how disoriented you are. You’re losing focus.

You had suspected this. You didn’t need Nastasia to tell you. Apparently Luigi did, though. The man is as dense as a plank of wood that was raised by a family of hillbilly rocks. Its blatantly obvious in hindsight- moving against your own volition, Luigi missing, people being strangely nice to you… you kind of put the pieces together, thought 'well I’ve had worse done to me, and this may not even be true’ and put that thought on the back-burner to cope with later.

You put a lot of thoughts on the back-burner to cope with later. The metaphorical back-burner is pretty cluttered. Some thought-pots and concept-pans look like they might fall over at any second, but you keep that copper-ware well balanced in a precarious Jenga tower of undealt with emotions. Surely this is perfectly healthy and nothing bad could come of it.

Where were you? ....oh yes, you were about to faint.

You grab your chest and keel so your forehead is touching the floor. Your vision is fading to black from how quickly you are breathing.

You close your eyes as you take a slow breath in-

-and a deep exhale out.

You remain in a little panic-ball as you practice breathing. You’re shaking terribly against your will.

Ugh. This is humiliating.

You simply dont cry. Luigi has you right on the precipice of the action and needless to say you are not a fan of the development.

A large hand strokes your back. O'Chunks.

“…I'tl be ok, lad. We won’ let anythin’ happen to yae.”

Words for Luigi.

Well. That explains the kindness they were showing you before.

You were finding a bit of joy in it, admittedly. It felt like you were all a crew again.

That sympathy was only for Luigi, then.

Well. That’ll go on the back-burner too.

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