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CHLANNY DAY 2!! APOCALYPSE!!
Wyd when your girlfriend is a zombie
#Tdd#tdd chloe#Tdd chlanny#Chlanny#chlanny month#Chlanny month 2024#Tdd Danny#total drama disarray#My art
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The search for Danny is exhausting and confusing, but Chloe feels like she's getting closer. She has to be..
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the tdd cast have many reasons as to why they signed up to total drama!
#this took too long but the end product was pretty cool!#except for brooke…. didn’t do her justice :(#tdd cecil#tdd nikolai#tdd brooke#tdd vern#tdd sol#tdd mikey#OBSESSED how he’s an intern now because of a complete accident#tdd chloe#tdd vin#tdd michalina#tdd coco#tdd danny#tdd aver#tdd charlie#tdd selina#tdd ray#tdd vianna#td self insert#total drama#td#total drama disarray#tdd
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hey. (drops this and runs)
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RIVALS TO LOVERS LETS GO
chlanny day 4, started by @footemoji
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@footemoji's chlanny month stuff I have yet to post! (not gonna be drawing anything else til day 20 bc I fell behind lmfao)
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chlannyyy month ^_^ day 5 and 3 kinda
mont h by @footemoji >_<
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day 2 >_<
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Chrono Hustle #41 Cycles
Harkon Smith sat back in his chair as he considered. “Progenitor language, you’re certain of this?” he asked.
“I looked over the pictures they brought back,” Jack Masterson said as he leaned against the wall. “And yeah, it’s definitely that. Although, is that really what we’re calling them? Progenitors?”
“They don’t have a name for themselves,” Melinda Summers said as she looked over the pictures of the documents. “Seems like as good a name as any. The more important question is how this Chloe is connected to them.”
“We didn’t find anything about that,” the Ghost of the temporal duplicate of Jack Masterson said. “Unless it’s in the Progenitor language.”
“I can’t read most of it,” Jack said. “I know a bit, but not much.”
“Do we know anyone that does?” Abigail Esau asked.
“I mean, I’ve met a couple of them,” Jack said. “I’ve met Chronos and Yahweh before. Don’t know if we can count on either of them to help with this though.”
“Is this really our primary focus right now?” Mary Bishop asked as she was pacing back and forth. “What about the Sesla situation?”
“We’re still working on growing the clone body for her,” Doctor Jeri Quill said.
“Not present Sesla,” Mary said. “She only even still exists because of weird time travel stuff. But apparently Deanna is officially dead, and thus can’t become Sesla, so now Abigail will?”
“There was a lot Abigail-Sesla didn’t tell me about that situation,” Jack said.
“I mean, do we even know for certain it wasn’t Deanna-Sesla making herself look like Abigail?” Mary asked. “I have no doubt that Deanna could have survived the destruction of that Palore ship, and even less doubt that she could make herself look like someone else.”
“It is possible, but we’ve been asked to limit our visits to that era, while the Temporal Development Division restarts their experiments there,” Harkon said.
“Which is another thing that I can’t believe we’re just letting slide,” Mary said.
“We agreed to join them,” Melinda said. “We knew there would be compromises.”
“What weirds me out is that apparently I become Sesla after never again leaving this era, except the old fashioned way of waiting,” Abigail said.
“Yeah, that is weird,” Melinda said. “I mean, I know you don’t age because you’re a Demigod, but we’re in the Cretaceous. That seems more than just a little ridiculous.”
“But what happens if I just go through a time door right now?” Abigail asked. “I mean, that right there would change the timeline. Why would I choose not to?”
“For now, you should probably stay here,” Harkon said. “At least until we figure more out.”
“But what if it is original Sesla, and this is just playing into her hand?” Mary asked.
“That’s why we need to figure out more,” Harkon said. “I’ll talk with Director Teleros about this. For now, see what we can decipher of the Progenitor writing. And have we got an update from Tesla yet?”
“His next scheduled checkin is in an hour,” Melinda said.
On a certain rogue planet in the year 2017, Nikola Tesla was looking over what he and his team had learned about the temporal anomalies on this planet. The bot, ERK-147, was with him, and they were going over the findings together.
“This just makes so little sense,” Nikola said.
“We have successfully mapped the anomalies on the planet,” ERK-147 said. “And everything seems to be consistent.”
“Consistent, yes, but too convenient. Everything fits together like a puzzle, it almost seems artificial, but who could create something like this?”
“The Clockmaker, perhaps?”
“Hmm, no. Certainly he can create temporal anomalies, we saw that with that ship in the 1940s, but this is different. I think this whole planet might be artificial, and he may be an expert when it comes to time travel, but I don’t know if he can create a planet.”
“I am unaware of anyone with those capabilities,” ERK-147 said.
Abigail looked at the pictures of the Progenitor writing and compared it to what little information they had on it. “Hmm, this might be the word for planet, or it might mean apple or key or canoe or…I don’t even know.”
Mary was pacing back and forth. “If it weren’t for you being confined to base, we could just go search for more information on the language than we have here.”
“I mean, it’s kind of annoying, but look on the bright side, we know I’m going to survive for tens of millions of years, so at least my idea about being a red shirt isn’t accurate.”
“Haha, very funny. I don’t know why we’re just taking this at face value.”
“I mean, if it is really me, I’d like to think I had good reasons for doing what I did. But yeah, that is something we need to figure out, if it is the real me. Which is what Harkon is doing.”
“By going to talk with Rupert Teleros,” Mary said. “Which is another thing.”
“You still don’t think he should be trusted.”
“I mean, I understand that the historical records of him show all these great things he did, and about how he’s such a great person. But, I mean, people change. Joshua Teleros, who is Rupert’s ancestor by the way, was a good friend and ally of ours, and we trusted him, as did the ESS. And while he never betrayed us, he did betray them.”
“He did end up regretting that though, and did try making up for it,” Abigail said. “Even after he died.”
“Ah, right, the ghost you encountered.”
“I mean, technically, I never personally encountered his ghost, I was just investigating it.”
Harkon entered Rupert Teleros’ officer, where Rupert was doing some sort of mathematical calculations on a whiteboard.
“Please sit down,” Rupert said without turning around.
“What’s that?” Harkon asked as he did so.
“I’m working on determining more time door addresses.”
“You can do that?”
“It’s why I was brought into the TDD in the first place,” Rupert said. “I mean, it took me a while to actually get many of use. There’s only so many unique doors out there, so mostly it’s a matter of getting through the ones we know about, but in additional time periods.”
“Fascinating.”
“Indeed,” Rupert said as he put down his marker and turned around. “Although fairly time consuming. So, what can I do for you? I assume you’re here to ask for something.”
“After we returned the time door in the 2340s to the Oracle, you asked that we stay away from it.”
“I did indeed. I know you don’t approve of the experiments we are running there, but it’s important in combating the Palore.”
“I’m not here to talk about the experiments.”
“Of course not. You’re here to talk about the new version of Sesla that has occurred because of the changes to the timeline brought on by your team. And who just so happens to be a future version of a member of said team.”
“We want to determine if it really is Abigail.”
“I can assure you that it is,” Rupert said.
“Forgive me if I don’t take your word for it.”
“You’re free to disbelieve me if you want. It doesn’t really matter.”
“If Abigail uses a time door, that will change the timeline, and she might no longer become Sesla. So we need to know if it’s really her, and if it’s important that she follows this chain of events.”
“Tell you what, Mary can go through and talk to her. Just Mary.”
“Why just Mary?” Harkon asked.
“She is dating Abigail, is she not. She should know her well enough to determine if it’s really her.”
“People can change quite a bit over the course of tens of millions of years. I was thinking a more scientific method of confirming her identity.”
“Mary seems intelligent enough. I’m sure you can demonstrate any necessary tests to her that you may have in mind.”
“So, how much have you figured out of the Progenitor writing?” Melinda asked as she sat down across from Jack at a table in the cafeteria.
He looked up from his jello. “Not much. Enough to know that it is most definitely about the rogue planet. And, I’ve figured out the name of said planet.”
“Oh yeah?” Melinda asked as she starting eating her pasta.
“And it might be a hint as to which Progenitor we’re dealing with.”
“Oh yeah, what’s the name?”
“Kyklos.”
“I definitely want to go,” Mary said. “But why just me?”
“He says he wants to limit the chance of our interfering with the experiments,” Harkon said. “Although he’s definitely hiding something.”
“Well, no shit.”
“Which means, this Sesla is almost assuredly the real Abigail.”
“How does that follow?”
“The reason he wants you to be the only person that goes through, is because he suspects that I won’t be telling you what I’m about to tell you. Because you can’t tell Abigail.”
“Wait, what?”
“As a Demigod, she has some powers.”
“Well, yeah, her dreams.”
“Not exactly,” Harkon said. “Her dreams were caused by her powers, but her powers aren’t dream related. They are probability related. She warps probability around herself, so that unlikely things happen.”
“What? Why shouldn’t she know this?”
“Because she already blames herself for all sorts of bad things that happen around her. If she were to learn of this, don’t you think she would feel justified in that self blame?”
“No! Maybe. She still deserves to know. But how does that confirm that it’s really Abigail?”
“Director Teleros is aware of her abilities, and wanted to study them. I told him no.”
“But if he has a future version of Abigail that is no longer part of our group, he has free reign,” Mary said. “Maybe. I mean, even if this is Abigail, she’s taken the identity of Sesla, so I have to imagine she has at least somewhat equivalent magic, which would make it difficult for Teleros to trick her.”
“Yes, which means your job won’t be to determine if this is the real Abigail, so much as it will be to determine how they are planning on researching her abilities without her stopping them.”
“So, we’re thinking Chronos named the planet?” Melinda asked.
“Maybe even created it,” Jack said. “I was skimming Tesla’s daily report earlier, and they think the planet might have been artificially created. And I mean, I don’t know if Chronos has that kind of power or not, but if anyone does, a Progenitor would be a good guess.”
“It would also explain the temporal anomalies,” Melinda said. “I don’t know about planet creation, but the anomalies would certainly be within his abilities. So, do we approach him about this?”
“I mean, I know places we can go to find him. He lives under the Vatican in the twentieth century.”
“Hmm, I wonder if that’s related to why Hercules joined the Pontifical Swiss Guard.”
“Oh, that’s right, you’ve mentioned that before,” Jack said. “Might be related.”
Mary went through the time door, and appeared on the Oracle. The time door had been placed in Sesla’s throne room. There were a few TDD scientists near it, and Abigail-Sesla was seated on her throne. A few of her followers were also present, but she waved them away and they left as Mary went up to her.
“Welcome Mary,” Abigail-Sesla said. “I take it you’re here to determine that I am who I say I am.”
“That is correct,” Mary said, as she glanced at the scientists who were still in the room. “Can we go somewhere more private?”
“Of course,” Abigail-Sesla said. She snapped her fingers, and suddenly the two of them were in a room with a clear dome, giving them a view of space.
“I haven’t seen this place before,” Mary said.
“I don’t think it was actually a part of the timeline during your previous visits. I had it constructed.”
“It’s quite a spectacular view.”
“Yes, it is.” Abigail-Sesla had her eyes not on the stars outside, but on Mary. “I’ve missed you quite a bit.”
“I can’t even imagine what it’s like to be so old.”
“Not many can. The Progenitors, certainly. Theoretically other Gods and Demigods will eventually, but most don’t have the advantage of time travel to get so old by this era. And there was this one guy from another universe who was even older than I am.”
“Huh, so I guess it’s time to figure out if you really are Abigail.”
“So, how to you intend to do that?” Abigail-Sesla asked.
“When are you planning on approaching Chronos?” Harkon asked after Jack and Melinda had told him what they had figured out.
“We’re thinking sometime post 1970s,” Jack said. “Just to make sure it’s after my previous meeting with him.”
“He’s a God of time, so it might not matter,” Melinda said. “But still, better to take what precautions we can.”
“Indeed,” Harkon said. “But you don’t want to go too much later, because as far as I know we don’t know how long he’ll continue living under the Vatican.”
“Yeah, what’s the earliest time we can visit past that?” Jack asked.
“1984 is the closest I know of,” Melinda said.
“Let me see,” Harkon said as he brought up the information on his computer. “Yes, it is indeed 1984.”
“Then we’ll go then, and see what we can learn,” Melinda said.
“Good luck,” Harkon said.
“Scans show that your DNA does mostly match Abigail,” Mary said. “Minus the chunks that we already know change as the result of certain high level types of magic.”
“So, are you convinced yet?” Abigail-Sesla asked.
“I mean, that sort of high level magic would also make it possible for you to mess with the scanner.”
“What if I tell you something only you and I would know? Like the first time we kissed. It was aboard Sandra’s ship in this very time period.”
“Hmm, the problem is I don’t know if anyone else may have found that out at some point. Like, I haven’t told anyone, and as far as I know, my Abigail hasn’t either, but eventually one of us might. Plus, the original Sesla knew all sorts of things that she shouldn’t. So, if you’re just her posing as Abigail having taken your identity, you might still know that somehow anyway.”
“What reason would I have to lie?”
“I don’t know, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t one.”
“What will it take?”
“If you are really Abigail, why did you become Sesla? And why would you have got to this era from the Cretaceous the long way? Even if you wanted to take over for her after Deanna’s future was changed, wouldn’t you have just taken over when it was changed?”
“I did do so to protect the timeline, to an extent, but in order to become Sesla I had to become a powerful wizard.”
“I thought Sesla was a mage.”
“She was, but I’m a Demigod, which means I have hereditary magic. It’s easy enough to pretend to be a mage when you’re a wizard though. And I mean, I did still need to learn how to use and improve my magic, so you could maybe say I’m both. And that took time.”
“Surely not ten of millions of years.”
“I also had to spend more time learning about time, which is a lot more complicated than we give it credit for. At this point, I possibly even know more about time than the Clockmaker, or even Chronos.”
“Did you set out to replace Sesla initially?”
“Not initially, no. My original intent was to save Curtis’ father. The decision to abandon that goal, and become Sesla, came later.”
“Why?”
Abigail entered the gym and saw Ohm weightlifting. Ghost Jack was spotting him.
“Hey Abigail,” Ghost Jack said. “I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you set foot in this gym.”
“Hello,” Ohm said. “I haven’t seen you in here before either.”
“Yeah, I just needed to walk around a bit,” Abigail said. “And I was tired of just pacing back and forth in my room.”
“Getting a bit restless being stuck on base?” Ghost Jack asked.
“I mean, I’d be fine with that, if it weren’t for Mary going and meeting what is possibly my future self,” Abigail said. “That whole situation just weirds me out.”
“Did you at least tell her a code phrase before she left, so that she could determine that it is actually a future you?” Ghost Jack asked.
“No, but now I wish I had,” Abigail said. “Wait, how much time do you spend in the gym that you’ve taken notice of the fact that I don’t ever come here? You’re a Ghost, you don’t exercise.”
“He just enjoys my company,” Ohm said. “I think he has a bit of a crush on me.”
Melinda and Jack were going through Vatican City, heading towards their destination. They were using ESS credentials to get through.
“So, how much does the Catholic Church know about the ESS anyway?” Jack asked.
“Some,” Melinda said. “The Pope is allowed into meetings with the oversight committee, but doesn’t have any authority on it.”
As they were walking, there was a voice from behind. “Melinda, is that you?”
Melinda turned around, to see Hercules walking up to them. “Hey Herc, long time no see,” she said.
“What are you doing here?” Hercules asked.
“I think the better question is what are you doing here?” Jack asked. “I thought you were part of the Swiss Guard back in the forties, but this is the eighties, and you’re not dressed for the part.”
“My role here these days is a bit less official, and a bit more secret,” Hercules said. “But it’s still related to security.”
“We’re with the ESS,” Melinda said. “We’re authorized to be here.”
“We’re going to be seeing your great great great grandfather,” Jack said. “At least, I think that’s the right number of greats…I don’t know, your ancestry gets a bit confusing.”
“I can’t argue with that,” Hercules said. “But even if you’re authorized to be here, that doesn’t mean you have the authority to see Chronos.”
“I’ve met him before,” Jack said. “And I guess technically he’s my ancestor too, just gotta add an extra great, since I’m the son of one of your siblings.”
“You’ll have to be more specific,” Hercules said. “I have a lot of siblings.”
“Aphrodite,” Jack said.
“Oh yeah?” Hercules asked. “Do you know where she’s been the past few decades? It’s like she just dropped off the face of the Earth back in the 40s.”
“That’s classified, I’m afraid,” Melinda said. “But we do need to talk with Chronos. And you do still owe me a favor.”
“That was thousands of years ago,” Hercules said. “I can’t believe you’re still bringing it up.”
“You know I’m a time traveller,” Melinda said. “It was only a few years ago for me.”
“Right, right, fine,” Hercules said. “I mean, if you piss him off too much, he’ll just erase you from existence anyway, so don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
“Why?” Mary asked.
“By the time I even got to an era where Humanity had evolved, I had already long since got over my guilt,” Abigail-Sesla said. “You spend tens of millions of years without anyone to talk to, and it kind of changes your perspective on things. They change even more when you start having people to interact with again, but everyone you do so with dies eventually.”
“And you don’t miss them?”
“Of course I miss people, but even still, I’ve gotten used to losing people. And on top of that, I’ve realized that I can’t blame myself for stuff that’s out of my control, even if it is as a result of coincidences brought on by my powers.”
“So, you know about those?” Mary asked.
“I do, although I don’t imagine that will convince you anymore than the tale of our first kiss.”
“Mr. Smith thinks that you are who you say you are, and that the TDD are using this as an opportunity to study your powers.”
“Oh, they are certainly trying to, but as smart as Rupert Teleros is, he and his people have yet to figure out a way to do so.”
Jack and Melinda entered Chronos’ room. Unlike the last visit, he was in the form of a Human this time, and appeared to be reading a book. He looked up and smiled as they entered. “Ah, Jack Masterson, good to see you again. And Melinda Summers as well this time. What can I do for you two?”
“We’re here to ask you about Kyklos,” Melinda said.
“The political cycle?” Chronos asked.
“The planet,” Jack said.
Chronos put down his book, and stood up, the smile leaving his face. “What do you know about it?”
“Deanna was using it as a base of operations,” Jack said. “We managed to stop her, but what with the complicated temporal mechanics in play, it may not be for good.”
“Foolish younglings messing with forces beyond your compression,” Chronos said, his voice booming, before he vanished.
“Did we play this wrong?” Melinda asked. “Should we have built up to it?”
“I don’t know,” Jack said. “Not quite sure what he’s left to do.”
“Mr. Tesla, I have just detected something unusual,” ERK-147 said as it entered Nikola’s office.
“What is it?” Nikola asked, looking up from his computer.
“I don’t know, but it seems to be appearing all over the base, wherever there are people, at which point they are disappearing.”
“That’s not good,” Nikola said.
Chronos suddenly appeared in the room. “Begone, fools,” he said.
“So, I was right?” Harkon asked.
“I mean, I’m still not entirely convinced that she’s a future version of Abigail,” Mary said. “But it definitely seems possible, maybe even likely. But yes, she did say that the TDD is trying to study her powers.”
“Did she mention how?” Harkon asked.
“They have a lot of sensor apparatuses set up, but none that can penetrate her magical defenses.”
“Hmm, they could still be researching them in less direct ways. Since probability is warped in proximity to her, they could be concentrating on the effects around her, instead of just directly scanning her.”
“How would they do that?” Mary asked.
“I don’t know, but if anyone could figure it out, Rupert Teleros could.”
Melinda and Jack returned to base through the time door. Philip Wilson was on duty in the time door room. “Welcome back,” he said. “How was the mission? Helpful?”
“I mean, Chronos definitely knows about the planet,” Jack said. “Didn’t seem too happy when we brought it up though, so we weren’t able to learn much.”
“Speaking of, Mr. Tesla has missed his most recent check-in,” Philip said.
“That’s not good,” Melinda said. “We’ll go check it out right away. Jack, see if Imhotep is up for this mission. Even in his new body, he’s still probably the most powerful magic user we have at the moment.”
“Yeah, I’ll get him and the Ghost of my temporal duplicate,” Jack said.
“Is Mary back yet?” Melinda asked Philip.
“Yeah, she’s talking with Harkon right now,” Philip said.
“Okay, we’ll get a team ready, and then head out as soon as we can,” Melinda said.
“What happened?” Nikola asked to the darkness surrounding him. It was pitch black. He started reaching around, looking for anything.
“I don’t know,” ERK-147 said. “But I believe we were teleported somewhere.”
“Is anyone else here?” Nikola asked.
“Yes, sir,” one of the other agents, Mark Connor said. “All of us that were on the rogue planet seem to be here.”
“I can’t see anything,” Nikola said. “ERK-147, what are your sensors picking up?”
“Not much, unfortunately,” ERK-147 said. “I can detect all of us, and we appear to be in some sort of cubical room, but my sensors can’t penetrate the edges of it. Also, all of the walls and floor and ceiling appear to be completely flat and smooth surfaces.”
“How smooth?” Nikola asked.
“There are no imperfections in them,” ERK-147 said. “I don’t know who would have put this much effort into it.”
On Earth, in the same era, Melinda and her team stepped out of the time door. Her team included Jack, Ghost Jack, Mary, Imhotep, and Ohm.
“What can we do for you today?” the TDD agent, Robin Michaels asked.
“We need to get use of a starship to go out to the rogue planet, Kyklos,” Melinda said. “I’ll need to talk with Admiral Teleros about that.”
“I’ll set up a comm channel right away,” Robin said.
Admiral Jon Teleros appeared on the screen on one of the walls almost immediately. “Agent Summers, good to see you, I was just about to send you a message myself.”
“What kind of message?” Melinda asked.
“The rogue planet just disappeared,” Jon said. “We don’t know why, or how.”
“It’s gotta be Chronos,” Jack said. “He’s not happy with us mere mortals using his planet.”
“Chronos?” Jon asked. “Like the Greek God of time?”
“Yeah,” Melinda said. “We think he might have created the planet. Either way, could we get a ride to where the planet was, see if we can maybe figure out where it went?”
“Yeah, the Unity is out on patrol, but the Destiny just returned to Earth for some repairs. It’ll be ready to leave tomorrow, if you can wait.”
“If that’s the best you can do, I guess we’ll have to,” Melinda said.
To be continued…
#Jack Masterson#Melinda Summers#Mary Bishop#Abigail Esau#Harkon Smith#Nikola Tesla#ERK-147#Jeri Quill#Rupert Teleros#Sesla#Chronos#Hercules#Oracle#Vatican#temporal development division#Ohm#time travel#time door#Kyklos#rogue planet#Chrono Hustle#Eric J. Barkman
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