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#even if basil hadn't been there I still think that sunny's life would have been as it is in the game
dusty-monkey · 2 months
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the guy from that gorillaz clip
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voltfruits · 1 year
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*long sigh* okay, I guess I'm finally doing it. silly little omori AU time because I know how much we all love our silly little AUs in this fandom
short version: delinquent basil :)
long version: well, it's long. and it starts out just like the regular game does. Sunny gets frustrated with the violin, accidentally kills Mari, stages it as a suicide by Basil's suggestion, and so on. everything is the same.... until that fateful day when Aubrey goes to Basil's house.
Aubrey doesn't let Basil hide himself in the bathroom; she confronts him head-on, demanding to know why he's avoiding her. Basil starts to panic, but Aubrey softens, saying she cares about him and just wants to know what's wrong. feeling soothed, Basil brings out his photo album and tells her the truth. no, no, not the truth about Mari's death, but the truth about the album. he let Sunny borrow it so he could enjoy their old memories, but when he got it back, Sunny had blacked out all the photos. Basil explains that he's been so isolated lately because he's still in shock, despondent that his best friend would destroy something so valuable to him (i guess Basil is a little more sane in this AU in that he acknowledges Sunny's role in the tragedy rather than blaming his actions on "something behind him.") Aubrey is enraged by Sunny's behavior, but she offers to help clean the photos and promises to stick with Basil from then on.
so now Aubrey and Basil are besties, or kind of besties. Aubrey still has anger issues and gets very impulsive, sometimes lashing out at anything and everything for no reason, but she's very careful not to hurt Basil. and Basil latches on to Aubrey because she's all he has left, but he doesn't feel fully comfortable around her because he's sitting on the secret of what he did to Mari.
the two of them start getting into mischief together, cutting class and scrawling graffiti and stealing from convenience stores. well, mostly it's Aubrey doing all that, while Basil tags along and whimpers something about not wanting to get in trouble, but enjoying the thrill of rule-breaking all the same. they still make friends with Kim, Vance, and Charlie, but Aubrey and Basil have the strongest bond between them. they dye their hair together, Aubrey choosing pink and Basil pale lavender, to commemorate the promise Aubrey made with Mari.
Aubrey is still holding a grudge against Kel and Hero, but now she really hates Sunny's guts because of what he did to the photo album. Basil has basically blocked Kel and Hero out of his memory, and while he's upset with Sunny, he can't bring himself to hate him and still misses him a lot. he doesn't mention this to Aubrey because it's a really touchy subject.
as the years go by and Aubrey and Basil enter high school, their friendship gets even stronger. Basil finally matches Aubrey's confidence when it comes to breaking the rules. they're always by each other's side, holding hands and sneaking quick hugs in the stairwell between classes, spending the evenings in each other's houses smoking and snuggling and talking about the meaning of life. they're definitely in love but they're too shy to admit it to one another. unfortunately, all the other aspects of their lives fall to pieces: their grades plummet, and they're frequently getting into trouble at school; Basil's grandmother grows sicker, and Aubrey's parents grow more negligent and abusive, her home falling into disrepair. most importantly, Aubrey is still not over Mari's supposed suicide, because she thinks it's her own fault. Mari was a sister to her, practically a caretaker. if she hadn't been so needy and created so much work for Mari, she wouldn't have gotten overwhelmed and killed herself. the guilt eats away at her more and more with every passing year. she starts to see herself as a burden, a waste of space. her parents hate her and it's her fault. her old friends hate her and it's her fault. her life and Basil's life are going down the drain and it's her fault. she feels like she brings pain to everything she touches.
three years after Mari hung from her backyard tree, Aubrey attempts to do the same.
it's Basil who finds her and saves her, and tells her that she matters, and that she should never give up, no matter what.
in the weeks following Aubrey's suicide attempt, Basil realizes how far he's come with her. she means more to him than anyone or anything else. he can't bear to see her suffering and blaming herself for everything bad that's happened. he knows what he has to do.
one sunny afternoon, when it's just the two of them in the garden behind Basil's house, he tells Aubrey everything that happened the day Mari died.
he needs her to know the full truth. he knows it will hurt her, but he needs her to know that Mari's death isn't her fault. none of this is her fault.
Aubrey is shocked. then she's devastated. all she can do is cry. she doesn't know whether she wants to hug Basil or strangle him. he's her best friend. he's stupid, he's selfish, he's crazy, he's a sociopath. what he did was unforgivable, unthinkable. she needs time. she forces herself to stop crying, and she walks out. she doesn't think she'll ever see him again.
as she paces, agitated, through the streets of Faraway Town, she wonders what to do. kill herself. kill Sunny. kill Basil. move across the country. blow up the whole town. she's sixteen and her emotions are huge and real and so, so terrifying.
her body acts independently from her mind, taking her up the street to Mari's house. anything to be close to her again.
and who does she spot on the sidewalk?
... it's Kel, dragging along a half-awake Sunny, out of his house for the first time in years.
what happens next? we'll see :)
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basilpaste · 2 years
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a little look into the CHRYSanthemum au, as i havent actually forgotten about it.
tws: death, murder, implied/referenced s/h, implied/referenced faked s-icide.
The cause of death on the coroner's report was asphyxiation. Not blood loss, not blunt force trauma, not impact trauma. Asphyxiation. Basil killed Mari. Not Sunny, never Sunny. It was Basil. Maybe things would have been fine if Basil hadn't reacted how he did. But he couldn't take it back. There were no do-overs in real life. It was over and done. Mari was dead and it was Basil's fault.
He wasn't supposed to see it, but until that point: Sunny had clung to him. They were the only two who knew the truth, so they stuck together. Until that point, at least. Sunny wasn't very talkative at all, but the silence on his end when the cause of death was revealed said everything.
Basil was a coward. He couldn’t face Sunny anymore, not after that. Not even on the day of the funeral. He sat in the back, watching everyone else like a hawk. He couldn’t face them, either, not ever again. All he could do was watch at a distance, quiet as a mouse, as people spoke in Mari’s honor. Hero was inconsolable, barely managing a thin smile as he asked the world to answer him. It made Basil feel sick, knowing he was begging for answers to a lie.
Photos he’d taken of Mari were by the casket. Flowers he’d grown. It made it seem peaceful. It was not. He was a murderer and he was sitting there watching people cry for someone he’d killed. Worse still, he was crying too. He didn’t want to be. He wished he wasn’t. But tears slid silently down his cheeks as they went flush with shame and guilt.
When he went home he smashed his camera. His emotions had bubbled over and he didn’t know what else to do. Basil wasn’t thinking when he smashed it, he wasn’t thinking when the film twisted and stuck to itself or when the lens he’d saved for shattered. None of the plants that made his entire home smell sweet and safe were watered that night. His garden shears were kicked under a shelf to avoid any temptation they could cause.
Basil went to sleep that night, so exhausted he couldn’t feel much of anything anymore. He didn’t deserve the feelings, anyway. Wasn’t it shameful? A killer feeling like he did? For a murderer to grieve? It was, wasn’t it. So he let his emotions pick him apart, leaving him a flower with no petals- alive but barren.
Basil went to sleep that night.
Chrys woke up.
Welcome to the Albiflora. You’ll be staying here a while.
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