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finally tried my hand at painting and I had a lot of fun which I didn’t expect! I thought I would hate it cos it looks so complicated and I can’t wrap my head around it 🥲 anyhoo I had a lot of fun on this and I’m super pleased with how he turned out
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Miscellaneous doodles! Hugs all around!
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Swap Across the CrystalVerse Chapter 7: PW Timeline
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Alt lands, by himself, in a bedroom. It's not a familiar bedroom. Small, and made even smaller by how crowded it is with knickknacks. The walls are pale green. There's a desk, a wardrobe, a bed, and a small table shoved in the corner by a big window. On that table are candles, some figurines, bowls, a wooden wand, a plate with a five-pointed star drawn on it--an altar of some kind, apparently. And there's a cat. A small black one. Standing on the desk and staring directly at Alt with big yellow eyes.
Alt looks around the room and almost immediately groans out loud. He whacks the TRVLR in his hands with a scowl. "What is wrong with you?? Why are you acting up now??" 
The TRVLR briefly shows the menu screen--and the code UF-0707019PW in the corner--before the low battery icon takes over.
Then, he notices the cat and he freezes. "Oh.. hi kitty?" He can't help but soften as he pockets the TRVLR and tries to get near it, holding out his hands for it to smell.
The cat immediately bolts, knocking down a water bottle and plastic cup of pencils as it jumps down from the desk and runs out the open bedroom door. No offense to Alt. Seems it just has the zoomies. 
Alt glitches back in surprise and watches the cat jump away and can't help but laugh as he watches. Oh... tiny kitty zoomies. He remembers when Glitches had those-
Down a hallway, someone shouts. "Luna Void, I swear to fuck if you knocked over something important--no pets for the rest of the day!" It's followed by an exasperated groan and approaching footsteps. 
Alt freezes at the voice. Shit! His mind blanks on something to do as he backs up- tries to think of something to say. He's broken into someone's house! ...completely on accident but! Still!
A man walks into the room, stopping in the doorway. He has long wavy hair pulled back in a ponytail, and is wearing a black sweatshirt with a design of a cresent moon made out of various-sized circles. He looks at Alt. His eyes widen and he backs away. "Wh-whoa, hey! Hey! I-I don't know how you got in here, b-but I'm calling the police!" He's reaching into the pocket of his jeans, probably going for his phone.
Alt jumps and glitches a bit to get closer, "Wait don't please I-I can explain!" He tries to say quickly. He searches the man's face, trying to see if he recognizes it. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you I just- d-don't know where I am-"
The man freezes the moment Alt glitches close to him. His eyes, somehow, go even wider. "What the--what the fuck?" He suddenly scrambles backwards. "How did--what--I--What the fuck?!" And then he turns and runs down the hallway.
"...shit-" Alt mutters and then tries to glitch after him. "Wait!"
The man reaches the living room, where there is another man standing. This one is wearing a blue button-up shirt and has a mustache. He clutches a phone in one hand like he's ready to dial.
"JJ!" the first man shouts. "I-I don't know what's going on, but--" 
Then Alt appears in the hallway entrance. The first man spins around, gasping, and the second one jumps in surprise.
Alt finds himself freezing once again and he very slowly puts up his hands. "H-Hang on... please- I... I can explain- I'm not gonna rob you- or hurt you... I just... g-gotta figure out where I am." He swallows thickly. "Please, just, hear me out?" 
He eyes the second man, taking in the signature look of JJ and feels himself start to relax. Okay- parallel again... so the first one must be... Marvin? Cuz cat? 
The two men stare at him in shock. Slowly, Marvin backs up towards the coffee table. Then he quickly grabs a small piece of candy from a bowl and gently throws it at Alt.
Alt blinks and goes to catch it, holding it in his hands. He blinks comically back at the two men. "...uh... thank you?"
"What the fuck?!" Marvin shouts again. "You're real?!"
"Y-Yes I'm real!" Alt shouts back. He shoves the candy in his pocket and then shakes his hands, "Okay let's just.. back up. You already think I'm insane so let's just run with it!" He stands up taller and with confidence as he says, "My name is Alt Brody. I'm from another universe- a parallel one. Where the same people exist in different places. So... I know people just like you two, Jameson and Marvin."
The two of them just gape at him. Marvin glances at JJ and asks in sign language, Do you think this is a trick? Is A-N-T-I back? 
He wouldn't do something that weird, JJ says. And if it was, he knows sign, you're not hiding anything. 
"Fuck," Marvin curses. 
"...I also know sign." Alt says sheepishly. His stomach drops at they seem scared once again of someone called Anti. Of course... at least the last one was kinda nice. "...I'm... technically a parallel of... your Anti. But, I'm not like.... evil or anything. I'm a magician."
Silence. "Okay. Yeah. Sure." Marvin laughs. "If this is a prank, it's not funny. Come on, where are the cameras? How did you do those weird effects?" 
JJ just frowns at him. You're my age. You're not Anti.
Alt knits his eyebrows at JJ and slowly nods, "Yeah... you're younger than my JJ... huh." He then turns to Marvin and sighs, "It's not an effect." He holds out his arm and lets its glitch, showing it splitting into different colors and pixels before snapping back into place. "I'm magic. And also a glitch. Technically." He stuffs his hands into his pockets and looks at them. "...someone in your group... has to be magic... right? ...someone always is... somehow."
JJ and Marvin stare at the glitching. They both look weirdly pale. Marvin folds his arms, hiding how unnerved he is. "Yeah, okay, ha ha. I'm not that kind of witch. I-I-I don't know--how you're doing that--but this is a really fucking cruel joke." 
I don't think he's joking, Marvin... JJ signs slowly. 
"He--he has to be," Marvin says a bit desperately. "I-I mean--that sort of 'magic'--like in the movies--it's not fucking real!"
Now it's Alt's turn to look pale as his eyes widen. "...magic doesn't exist here...?" He breathes. Then, he pushes back his hair and slowly starts to laugh. "...oh boy... Mag is not gonna be happy..." 
He looks back at them and opens up his palm, creating a ball of dancing electricity. He tosses it up into the air and as it hovers for a second, he glitches and then changes into a mostly black calico cat that stares at them up from the floor, his strange heterochromaic eyes practically glowing. Then, as the ball falls he glitches back and manages to catch it before it zaps away into the air. "...for me, magic is real." He says quietly. "I wouldn't lie about that."
Marvin and JJ watch all this silently, their faces an identical mix of awe and shock. Then Marvin slowly walks over to the sofa and collapses on it. 
Are you okay, Marvin? JJ asks. 
P-R-O-C-E-S-S-I-N-G. Marvin signs out the word letter by letter.
JJ nods. He leans back against the wall by the door. It's like... the many worlds theory. 
You sound like H-doctor. Clearly, Marvin means 'Henrik' by that. 
My point is, if it's true, then there are infinite possibilities. Including that magic is real somewhere. 
"Fucking bejesus hell," Marvin mutters.
Alt shuffles sheepishly. "...sorry- we... haven't traveled to a world without magic before. I'm... so used to just being able to do it." His form buzzes with static for a bit, pixels vibrating off him before he forces himself to snap back together. "I guess it makes sense... we've been to enough places- about time we ended up in a place with no magic." He sighs and leans up against the doorway, "But that creates a lot of problems on my end..." He starts to take out his phone, hoping he can contact Jackie or Chase.
"This is... gonna be a lot," Marvin says. "Mr. uh... What was your name? Anti?" 
He said 'Brody' too, JJ recalls. 
"So, what? He's from a magical alternate universe where Anti is Chase's brother instead of y--" 
JJ makes a shushing sound. 
"Oh. Sorry." 
Alt’s head snaps up at this, staring at Jj with wide eyes. “…you’re brothers with Anti…?” He asks quietly. He’s very quiet for a second, trying to imagine Dr. J being his sibling but… no. Too weird. 
JJ tenses a little bit. By blood, he says carefully. Our relationship is... bad. 
Marvin rolls his eyes. "Light way of putting it."
Alt nods in understanding. 
“…it’s uh Alt, by the way.” He corrects Marvin, “don’t really go by Anti anymore… only Chase calls me that.”
For once, cell service and WiFi work. The cell service is abysmally low, but it's there. 
Suddenly two cats run into the room. The small black one from before, chasing a fluffy ragdoll cat. The black one corners the ragdoll in and jumps on top of it, causing a "mrow!" 
"Stop, you two," Marvin says automatically. "Not near the terrarium."
Alt glitches at bit back as the cats rush in but then his eyes sparkle. He kneels down, just to look at them as he grins. “Oh… such pretty kitties…!” He softly coos.
The ragdoll cat pushes away the black one, who zooms away while the ragdoll licks his paw. 
Marvin grins. "That's Luna Void and Ragamuffin. They're my babies. Them and Salazar... though I wonder if I should change his name recently." 
Marvin points at a large terrarium nearby. Inside, curled up on the floor, is not a pile of purple rope, but a snake. "I'm biased for the kitties, to be honest, though." Seems the cat talk has helped him recover from his rattled state of mind. 
Alt giggles at their names. “Great names… I have a little void at home. Her name is Glitches. …you can probably guess why.”
Alt’s eyes wander to the terrarium and makes a slight Pog face as he almost glitches over- but he doesn’t want to scare the kitties or the snake. 
“Woahhh! A snake! What a cool color!” Alt winces a bit at the name and laughs, “Yeah… not a great time for anything named from Harry Potter, huh?”
“He’s a lavender corn snake,” Marvin says, grinning. “And yeah… I’m thinking of calling him Crowley now, after a character in this book called Good Omens.” 
Did you hear they’re making a series of that? JJ comments. 
“I did! Think it’s coming out in May.” 
Alt grins happily bouncing, “So cool- snakes are cool…”
Marvin takes a deep breath. “Okay. I think I’ve processed this whole… thing. Or at least I’m functional now. JJ? What about you?” 
The same, JJ says. 
“Alright. So.” Marvin looks at Alt. “If you’re… from an alternate universe… what are you doing here? How’d you get here?”
Once it seems like the others are settled he sighs and nods, “that’s the thing… we should be home. The first time we used this device, the TRVLR.” He pulls out the device to show them, “we didn’t know our code to get home but now we do and for some reason we keep ending somewhere different! Which might not be a problem if it was just me, my brother and Jackie… but we have a hitchhiker… a villain named Magnificent. He’s also magic… and very very dangerous. And everytime we jump- we end up separated… but pulled towards parallels we know in this universe.”
“Evil magicians,” Marvin mutters. “Ooookay. Great.” 
JJ frowns. Don’t you use ‘Magnificent’ as your username on a lot of games? 
“Wha—No!” Marvin says defensively. “It’s um… that… but in leetspeak. Whatever, are you saying I’m evil?” 
I’m saying if they appear towards parallels of people they know, that’s a big coincidence. 
Alt tries to hide his laugh about Marvin’s username. 
“Okay whatever, moving on,” Marvin says hurriedly. “So we have to help you find this guy and the two others you came with? Jackie and… your brother? Chase, right?” 
We know two people with those names, JJ says. If your friends appeared near them, we can contact them. 
Alt sinks into his jacket and hides his hands in its pockets. “…you don’t have to help if you don’t want to- but… yeah they’ve most likely appeared by one of them.” 
“Is Anti an option for people you appear by?” Marvin asks. “Since you’re like him? Because if that’s the case, they could be fucking anywhere, Anti skipped town a while ago.” 
Let’s hope they don’t appear near Anti, JJ says. He would take advantage of that. 
Alt stiffens as he hears about Anti and looks up in slight fear, “h-He skipped town? Oh… fuck. Yeah they… they might end up next to him- we’ve ended up in separate countries before… fuck!”
Please don’t panic, JJ says. If your friends have powers like you they can handle him easily. 
“Can you call them or something?” Marvin asks. “Do phones work in other universes? If they don’t, we can at least check with Chase and Jackie.” 
"Y-Yeah lemme see who I can call... I think I saw I had some bars..." Alt mumbles, taking out his phone. He dials Chase's number-
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Bro lands in a small, dark space that smells like cleaning supplies. What is this? A closet? Nearby, Jackie lands in an empty waiting room, with rows of chairs and a couple different hallways branching off. There’s a directory on the wall listing things that sound very hospital-like. He hears a clatter inside a doorway labeled ‘Janitor.’ 
Bro oofs and then feels around the room, laughing nervously. "H-Hey! Who turned off the lights?? Hello??" 
Jackie rubs his head and shakes off the disorientation and then perks up when he hears Bro's voice. He laughs and goes to see if he can open the door- "H-Hang on Bro-!"
As Jackie goes over to open the doorway—which isn’t locked so he’s easily able to—another doorway opens. The front glass doors leading into this waiting room get pulled open and in walks a man in a snapback cap and gray jacket. He sees Jackie right away and grins. “I don’t think you’re allowed to go in there, bro.”
Jackie jumps slightly and whips around, looking at the man that entered. "Uhh-" 
Bro peeks his head out of the closet, his own gray cap on backwards. "Yooo! Haven't ran straight into another me right away in hot minute! Sup?" He grins wide, going to shut the door to the closet behind him. 
"You and Alt are wayyy too casual about all this jumping business, dude." Jackie mumbles. 
"Eh its starts to feel less and less crazy with each jump."
The other Chase stops walking, taking in the sight of another him popping out of the closet. “Uh—What the—huh?” He stammers. 
"See dude, you freaked him out!" Jackie says, nudging Bro. 
Bro shrugs, "It gets all the weirdness out of the way!" 
And then someone else appears, walking down one of those hallways. A man with shoulder length hair and round glasses, pulling on a red jacket. “Man, fuck that paperwork,” he mutters. “Hey Chase. Hey… wait a minute.” He glances between Jackie and Bro and Chase. “Uhhhhh…”
Jackieboy and Bro both blink at the new man that enters and Bro grins, pointing, "Eyyy two for one! Lets goooo!" 
Jackie hits him again.
The other Jackie and Chase just stare at them. Then Jackie quickly walks over to Chase, giving the two a wide berth. 
“Chase, what the fuck is going on?” he whisper-shouts. 
“I dunno, I just got here! Isn’t there supposed to be a receptionist or nurse or something?” 
“I think the desk guy is on break and I ditched the nurse.”
"Hi! Totally can still hear you by the way," Bro says cheerily. "Sorry to freak you out- we're you guys! From a parallel universe!" He beams. "Don't know where the hell we are though- hospital? I guess?" 
"Probably- I've been in enough to recognize the smell." Jackie nods. "Uh sorry- to be honest I'm just as fucking lost as you two must be. But, I'm Jackie Mann- This is Chase Brody, also known as Bro Fantastic." 
Bro waves.
The two of them just stare. Chase stiffens slightly as his name is mentioned, but they’re otherwise quiet for a while. 
“Riiiight,” Jackie says slowly, clearly not believing them. “Well… good luck then. We’ve uh, actually got a thing to go to so we’ll be leaving now.” 
“We do?” Chase says, confused. 
Jackie nudges him. “Yeah. We do. So let’s go.” He looks more than a little freaked out. 
“Yeah that’s a fair reaction-“ Jackieboy sighs. 
“Oh- okay. No worries,” Bro says, letting his happy demeanor drop, “Guess you all don’t see this kinda stuff often here. Before you go though, can you tell us what city this is? Or I guess what hospital this is?” He shrugs, “We need to find some other people so it’d be nice to know. I think my cell should work here-“ 
Jackie pulls out his and nods, “Yeah I think we got bars.”
"Um... y-yeah, sure," Chase says uncertainly. "This is Southpoint General Hospital in Corrigale." 
Jackie looks at him like he's crazy but he ignores him. "Um... m-meeting up with friends?"
"...kinda yes kinda no-" Bro laughs, "I gotta find my little bro, Alt. Then- well... we gotta find a really bad guy before he... does something... bad." 
"wayyy to sugarcoat it, bro," Jackie mutters. 
"They're already freaked out I don't wanna freak em out more!!" Bro whisper-shouts.
Chase and Jackie glance at each other. "Um... one second, please," Chase says, pulling Jackie to the side. 
They're out of earshot for Jackieboy and his normal range of hearing, but Bro can still hear them whispering. 
"Okay so they're not crazy fans of mine. They'd know I don't have a brother." 
"Why do they look like us? What sort of bit is this? Are we on a fucking prank show? Who does that in a hospital?" 
"I-I don't know! But, I... I don't think they're with Anti." 
"Only Anti would be able to make makeup that real-looking, though." 
"Maybe they really just look like us? Look, can you really see Anti pairing up with someone to fuck with us?" 
"...No. I don't think he'd risk coming back into the city to do something so weird."
"...Chase I know you can probably hear them but can we just try to approach this like we're nor- okay yeah no you're not listening to me." Jackie tries to whisper to Bro but can already see his friend's eyes locked onto the other two. 
In a quick zip, Bro comes a bit closer to them- not too close but definitely closer than he was. He blinks at them and tilts his head, "You guys mentioned a guy named Anti? That's technically who we're looking for! Well- my Anti- not yours, I'm guessing. Looks like this guy has you all kinda spooked. Is he a bad guy here?"
Jackie's head whips over to Bro. His face blanches and he suddenly bolts for the front door. 
"Jackie!" Chase shouts. He glances at Bro. "I-I'm so sorry, he's--he's gone through some stuff. Jackie!" And he hurries after him.
Bro's face falls and he looks apologetic. He's frozen for a second before he rushes out after them. 
“Wait- Chase!" Jackie yells out. He then sighs loudly before rushing after him. 
Outside is a cloudy afternoon sky. Jackie presses his back against a lamp post, hands over his mouth and breathing heavily. Chase is trying to comfort him. "They said it's not the same guy, they're not with him, it's okay, nothing's gonna happen. It's okay, it's okay."
Bro slows down and tries to approach, "I-I'm so so sorry...! It's just... my brother- he's called Anti too. R-Really only by me but... I... I didn't know it would make you react like that... I promise my brother isn't anyone who would hurt you. He's... a really good guy- and magic! So... um... im... im really sorry..."
“F-funny name, hah…” Jackie leans his head back against the lamp post, moving his hands from his mouth to his chest. “I-it’s not your fault. It’s okay. This is just… really weird.” 
“Do you need a moment?” Chase asks him. 
“I’m good now. Promise.” Jackie rubs his eyes under his glasses. “S-so… your brother. His name is Anti? A-and he does magic tricks? Th-that’s cool.”
Bro looks sheepish as he nods, "Yeah... he goes by Alt now though. I call him Anti- but only sometimes. Cuz that's the name he wanted when he grew up." 
"He can do more than just magic tricks- he's a magician. He can glitch and shit-" Jackie adds. 
Chase blinks. “…glitch? More than tricks? What do you…” He trails off, realizing this isn’t the time for questions. 
Bro looks really concerned, "... You don't have to say anything you don't want to but... I'm guessing your Anti... he hurt you? I just... we might run into him... knowing our track records. I wanna know what we might be getting into. ...my brother could be with him."
“Yeah, he… hurt me,” Jackie mutters. “Our friends, too. Y-you, uh, your brother probably won’t run into him. We think he left town to avoid the police.”
Bro nods solemnly, "...I'd be more inclined to believe that normally but... one time we ended up in other countries and... and he got really hurt there so I..." He looks terrified for a second and grips his hands into fists, "..police- so he's a criminal. Okay... I... I just hope Alt didn't end up with him." He looks back at Chase and Jackie and smiles slightly. "...I'm sorry for all the trouble. We can... get out of your hair- thank you for answering our questions."
"It's okay, really." Jackie nods slowly. 
"Yeah, uh... nice to meet you. If a little weird." Chase laughs a little. 
Jackieboy laughs, “Yeah it’s a bit strange. Thanks for humoring us.” 
And then Bro's phone starts ringing.
Jackieboy and Bro seem like they’re ready to head out when Bro blinks and digs out his phone. “Oh! It’s Alt!” He quickly answers.
"Oh good!" Chase smiles a little. "Glad to hear he's alright--" And then his phone gives off a text tone. He blinks, answering it. "Uh... huh." He shows Jackie what he just received. 
A messages from a contact labeled Double J. Weird question but have you run into anyone claiming to be from an alternate universe? 
Jackie blinks. "What the hell...?"
“Chase! Are you okay?” Alt’s voice asks frantically on the other end. “Where are you?” 
Bro looks relived, “We’re okay, are you?” 
“Yeah I’m fine- I ended up with Marvin and jj- did you know there’s no magic here??” 
Bro’s eyes widen, “Really? None at all?” 
“No- they were really freaked when I got here - then they told me about the Anti here and I got scared that you were-” 
“We’re not with him. I’m with Jackie actually- and we found both of our doppelgängers. But we’re okay- we’re actually right outside a hospital. Southpoint general.” 
“Okay… it’s probably best for us to keep a low profile so- maybe we can see if someone can… drive us…?” Alt’s voice sounds disgusted at the thought. 
Bro laughs. “Yeah maybe- I can ask.” 
“And we’ll need to keep out for signs of Mag… I dunno how he’s gonna react to a world like this.” 
“…Right. Okay bro bro we’ll keep you updated…”
Meanwhile, Chase is having a text conversation with JJ. Yeah how did you know? 
Some guy showed up in Marvin's house. And I know it sounds crazy, but we believe he's telling the truth about the different world thing. 
Jackie glances at Bro and Jackieboy. "What the fuck?" he whispers. 
Chase keeps texting. How do you know for sure? 
He could do impossible things. Like teleport and transform. I'm not fucking with you when I say this. 
No yeah youre not the type Sounds like the guy is talking with his friends on the phone now. Something about meeting up. Chase and Jackie glance at Bro again. 
I think were on the other end of that conversation Ask the guys for proof about being from another world. they might do something strange. 
Kk 
"You guys... weren't being serious about the parallel world thing... were you?" Jackie asks slowly. 
Bro and Alt end their conversation for now and the hero blinks back at Jackie. “Oh no I’m completely serious.” He says, not missing a beat. He then grins mischievously. “Want me to prove it?” 
“Bro didn’t Alt just say-“ Jackie tries to warn. 
“I’m! From a world! Where Chase Brody is a superhero~” Bro laughs and then steps back into the air, hovering a little bit off the ground. He beams.
Chase's mouth drops open. The phone falls from his hand. 
Jackie just stares blankly. "I'm not... I'm not hallucinating, right, Chase?" he mutters. 
Chase shakes his head slowly. Then he suddenly bursts into laughter. "Man. Why couldn't I be born in the universe where I'm a superhero?" 
"I mean... technically... you were, I guess. And this is... you?" Jackie gestures at Bro. 
"Yeah. Yeah." He bends down and picks his phone up again. "Well. Uh. You probably don't want to fly like that for too long. Or else you're gonna end up all over the internet."
“Yeah Chase get down you’re not even wearing your mask!” Jackieboy scolds as he grabs Bro by the jacket and pulls him down. 
Bro laughs and touches down quickly, messing with his hair. “Yeahhh that’d be bad for you… don’t want that. Not being able to fly around is gonna suck ass though-“ 
“Oh boo hoo- you’ll have to be normal like the rest of us for a bit-“ Jackieboy grumbles. 
Bro shrugs, “So Alt is actually with your friends Marvin and Jj! So he’s safe- for now at least…. But that only leaves the issue of Magnificent…”
“Magni…what?” Chase asks. 
“Isn’t that Marvin’s name on Minecraft?” Jackie asks. 
“Oh my god- that’s amazing.” Jackieboy laughs.
“I don’t know, I don’t play Minecraft.” Chase says.
“You should ask JJ to add you to his server, it’s really cool, there’s a mushroom biome at spawn—” Jackie starts to ramble. 
“God- we should get back into minecraft-“ Jackie blog says to Bro. 
“Maybe if I didn’t have to keep catching this damned cat.” Bro grumbles. 
“We’re getting off topic.” Chase shakes his head. “Okay. Remembering what you guys said, Magnificent is probably the guy you’re looking for. The bad guy you have to stop. Am I right? Do you have any idea where he could be?”
Bro shakes his head, “I have no idea. We have ways to track each other- but no way to track Mag. Usually… he ends up finding his way back to us. And if this place has no magic… he’s probably gonna try to find Alt. He has the device we use to travel between worlds.”
Jackie sighs. "This is... so much." 
"W-well, uh... I can at least give you guys a ride?" Chase suggests. "Jackie can't drive, and I don't know if you guys know the bus system here."
“Yeah if you don’t mind that’d be great,” Jackieboy replies with a smile. “I know it’s a lot- a have a hard time following along when it’s stuff just in our universe-“ 
“Oh but- you guys were going into the hospital for something right? We don’t want to get in the way of that.” Bro adds.
"Oh, Chase was picking me up," Jackie explains. "I was, uh, in there for a while. But I'm good to go now." 
"I kinda wanted to stop by and check on Jack," Chase mutters. "But this feels more important. I'm sure he'd understand." 
"The question is, would he believe us?" 
Chase opens up the camera on his phone. "That's what photographic evidence is for. Hey, other me? You wanna take a picture together?" 
"Oh my god." Jackie rolls his eyes, but still smiles.
Bro’s eyes light up and he bounces slightly. “Yeah! Let’s do it!” He rushes over to stand next to Chase. 
“Dork!” Jackie calls with a grin.
"God, the dork-ness transcends universes, doesn't it?" Jackie agrees.
“Yeah- but unfortunately he’s my dork.” Jackieboy laughs. 
"Alright, say cheese." Chase holds the camera up high and does a peace sign as he takes the picture. Bro copies the gesture with a big ol’grin. 
"And we're good." Chase puts his phone away. "We can do more later. I think we should head out now. I want to meet your brother. Oh! Wait a minute. He must be an alternate version of Anti, then? A... nice one?" 
"Now that is hard to believe," Jackie says. "Oh, uh, I'm sure your brother is great, though."
Bro beams and nods. Then he messes with his hair. “Yeah- Alt’s a good guy. He’s not like a lot of Antis we meet. You’ll see. I uh- I think Alt said they’re at Marvin’s house?”
Jackie pauses. "I'm looking forward to meething him, then." "Great, that's not too far," Chase says. "Come on. I'm parked over here." 
----------- 
Magnificent lands on a carpeted floor. This is a long hallway of some kind, lined with doors that have numbers printed on them. Probably in a hotel. ...No, not a hotel. It's too... clinical for that. The magic ice holding his arms to his sides is gone. Not melted, just disappeared like it was never there, leaving only a lingering chill. 
Magnificent pushes himself up, suppressing the chill that the ice left behind. He looks around the hallway curiously. He, of course, tries to look around for any sign of magic nearby. Surely there must be something?
... Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Usually he's able to sense at least some distant magic, but not this time. In fact, he almost feels his own magic more drained than normal. What the fuck? 
Magnificent's stomach drops dramatically. There's no magic here? ...oh no.
There are voices coming from around a corner. They're coming closer.
He hears voices coming and he curses, quickly using his power to change him into his Jack the Magnificent disguise. But- less showman-y and more... business like. He tries to casually look like he belongs.
A group of three people round the corner. There's a short woman with black hair, wearing a white coat, a taller man in some sort of beige uniform that kind of looks like nurse's scrubs, and a man with brown hair wearing an off-white sweater, holding a notebook and pencil bag. 
"--really glad it's been working out," the woman is saying. "I'd love to see what you're working on some time, but you don't have to share if you don't want to." 
"No, I know, thank you," the brown-haired man says. "I feel like I should show you, yes? I mean, there is the therapy in art therapy--" He's the first to notice Magnificent. And he stops short, staring at him, confused. "...Marvin?" 
The woman and other man also notice.
Magnificent stiffens. ...he knows that accent. He waves timidly, trying to seem friendly. "H-Hey! Whats up?" 
...he's so fucked-
"Um... how did you get in here?" the woman asks. She looks at the tall man. "Oliver?" 
"What? I didn't let anyone in." 
The woman sighs. She gives Magnificent--under the impression that it's Marvin--a stern look. "You know we have security cameras, right? You can't just break in whenever you want. Aren't you still paying that fine?" She's close enough that Magnificent can see she has a name tag: Dr. Rya Laurens. 
Magnificent tries his best to process this all quickly and sticks his hands in his pockets, shrugging. "What? I can't visit my good friend Schneep? Seems your security is a little lax so- you can thank me for showing you its flaws." He tries to laugh. 
Schneep blinks. "When did you cut your hair...?"
Mag blinks at Schneep and pats his hair, "Oh uh- recently. It was getting in the way... you know?"
"Oh. I thought you liked it long." Schneep looks confused, but he accepts this. 
Dr. Laurens still looks a bit annoyed. "Well... you still can't just do that. We're all on edge after what happened with Anti. You'll have to go." 
"Ah right... the Anti thing." Mag says, nodding like he understands. "Dunno why that just... slipped my mind.”
"Um... w-well, he came all this way, we can... talk for a little bit," Schneep stammers. "I-I can show him my room." 
"I don't know if we can allow that..." Laurens says slowly. "But... we can go down to the visitor's room, if you want." 
“It's alright, Henrik- I can just come back and visit another time. Properly, of course." Mag tries to smile charmingly. "Though- i turned myself around so- maybe you can least help me find the way back out?"
Schneep chuckles. "Your sense of direction is still terrible, then?" 
Laurens also smiles a bit. "Okay. Sure. Schneep, you want to come with?" 
"Yes, yes, of course." 
"Alright, then. Oliver, do you mind?" 
Oliver shrugs. "Nah." 
"Very professional sounding of you," Schneep mutters. 
"It's this way, we'll take the stairs," Laurens says, hurriedly turning around back the way they came.
"Ah thanks- 'ppericate it." Mag smiles and follows after them. 
As they walk Magnificent lingers behind, trying to see if he can probe into any of their minds... just to see what universe they're dealing with. He tries to look through Schneep's mind first.
There is absolutely no resistance to Magnificent's probing, but what he sees doesn't really make much sense. Schneep's thoughts and memories are in scattered fragments, interspersed with things that look incredible--bleeding shadows moving on the walls, eyes dangling from the ceiling, the feeling of things crawling beneath the skin--but aren't... consistent in the way real things are. The figure of a man with two-colored eyes loom large in his memories, half his face terribly scarred. Fear is linked to this figure and his cruel grins. Magnificent sees a man in a red hood screaming, arm bent at an awkward angle, and flashes of dead people's faces. There's a man with a mustache and gentle smile whose face sometimes flickers into the scarred man's, there's one with a snapback cap who's smiling at him, one with green-dyed hair who has the memory of sickness and guilt attached to him, one with a long wavy ponytail--ah, that's his other-world counterpart. The more recent memories are the most stable, many of them involving hour-long conversations with this Laurens woman, all of them taking place in this building. A hospital. But not the normal kind of hospital.
Hmm... so Schneeplestein is in a mental institution. Fascinating. But, not helpful. It seems there's no mysterious power or anything to harness here. The two-colored eyed man seems interesting but not in a way that captures his attention. Sure, he could conquer these guys minds and maybe suck their life forces if he's desperate. But... what is there to gain? Boring... hm... what to do...
They reach the first floor, winding through some hallways towards the front of the building. 
"You know they say I will be able to leave soon," Schneep says. "Not on my own, a-and not... permanently, I mean. I'm not ready for that. But for small trips into the city. Maybe we could... do something when that happens." He trails off. 
"That'd be nice, Henrik." Mag replies shortly, still caught up in his head. 
Something has been bothering Schneep about Marvin during this short trip. He's trying to ignore the paranoia, but it's hard. Is this... really Marvin?
...He doesn't think it is. There's something in the way that he walks that's off. He's too... confident. In a way that almost reminds him of... him. 
"Schneep, are you okay?" Laurens asks. "Remember to breathe. You're not breathing." 
"I-I-I am f-fine," Schneep says. "Um... Marvin has been in this area before, h-he should know where to go from here." 
Magnificent pauses as he realizes Schneep seems to be more wary all of sudden. His right eye burns bright green as he tilts his head at Schneep. "Is something the matter, Hen? You don't want to lead me to the door?"
Schneep gasps as his eye starts to glow. He staggers backwards, dropping his notebook and pencil bag. 
"Hey, be careful," Oliver says, crouching down to get those for him. 
"Schneep?" Laurens follows Schneep's line of sight--and sees Magnificent's eye glowing green. Her jaw drops. "...what?"
Magnificent starts to laugh, "Oh- did I give something away?" He chuckles a bit more and shakes his head and as he raises his head again, you can see the scars around his left eye. "Oh well... cat's out of the bag, now, isn't it~?" 
A bloom of spiraled magic appears behind him as he laughs, "Don't know what I'll do in such a pathetic world but... a puppet is a puppet~!" 
"Wh-what is--th-this is not possible--" Schneep stammers, backing up. 
Laurens reaches for the pager on her belt, about to call for security. 
Oliver pops up and pushes his way to the front, protecting the other two. 
Mag starts to approach them slowly, grinning sinisterly as he puts a finger to his lips. 
"Hush now, kittens. Don't want to alert the other normies to my magnificence just yet~" 
The effects are instant. They don't know how to pull away. They don't know what Magnificent is even trying to do. The moment their eyes land on the magic, all of them are instantly under his spell. Schneep lets out a final squeak of protest before the magic completely takes over his mind.
"Mmmm excellent job, kittens.... don't fight it now." He giggles and prowls closer. He goes straight to Schneep and lifts up his chin. He hums, "Oh... I missed seeing this face under my power~! You know, Schneeplestein... I think you can aid me quite well..." He looks at Laurens and Oliver and tilts his head. He then snaps and shoos them off. "You two. I have no need of you. Lock yourself in one of these rooms and forget me and Henrik were ever here, won't you?"
Laurens and Oliver nod. They walk over to the nearest room, with Laurens dropping her keycard on the ground before closing the door on them. 
"What will we do now?" Henrik asks quietly.
"Hm... what will we do indeed?" Mag giggles. He looks around and then hums. "We should get away from the cameras... we have a naughty cub to find." He grabs Henrik and in a snap, him and Schneep disappear in a flicker of static out of the hospital.
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twilightprince101 · 2 years
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Something I love about small fandoms like Bugsnax is that you can really feel the tangible presence of new people joining.
A new artstyle appears in the sea of familiar ones
A new headcanon for the source material that's fun enough for other people to accept it as well
An AU/character idea that's novel enough that others join in on the fun
It really does feel like a bunch of people hanging out at some sort of dorm party and somebody peeks their head in, then everyone cheers and raises their drink at the new company. Real cozy and fun
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cyclone-sally-art · 10 months
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Spooky Month ocs go brrr
trying to get into the habit of posting my art more
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coccolithophore · 9 months
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my comic con gig is over
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demifiendcruithne · 2 years
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name: RK-05 ‘Shiro’
race: Warforged
class: Paladin (Watchers)
characterisation: A strange, chimeric cyborg, clearly sentient yet wholly focused on others over himself. He seems oddly reckless, shrugging off damage without even a word as he stalls a fight a little, probing for weaknesses. As the fifth incarnation of the RK Project, Shiro has learned from his predecessors’ mistakes - and knows that should he fail, his experiences will guide his replacement. And he knows that he will fail eventually: the Project was designed to create a perfect warrior against extraplanar invaders, but even a perfect warrior can die to sheer numbers. He feels his sole purpose in life is to defend the world from aberrations and other such beings, and as such tags along with adventuring groups - often cloaked to hide his true nature, although when an encounter gets serious he will discard the cloak and fight at full power. Often, even after he saves a party, they will reject him - he doesn’t mind, though. He’s just doing his job. Right...? His problem is: while his growing empathy is an intended trait, with it has come emotions he doesn’t know how to comprehend. He knows happiness as a job is done; sadness as his allies leave or die; a sense of... wanting peace? Peace will come when the invasions end, but they will never end, so he has to keep on fighting... but what if, he thinks, he just wants to live?
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inspiration: Silvally oh he was a HECK to design. definitely one of the more out there ones here, but that’s what you get with Silvally I guess very much working off the built-to-protect-against-ultra-beasts vibe here: watchers paladin is great for this vibe, and a pretty fun paladin to play - watcher’s will is great in the right situation. as for the chimeric aspect, it was tough to choose between reborn and warforged. even though memories of a past life exists, though, I felt warforged worked better for the overall aesthetic, being a newly-created example rather than made from the parts of the old warrior. but of course, feel free to adjust it! fun fact: he has the same subclass as my Arceus paladin, who I made after a deity who had pretty similar reason for existing as Silvally does in canon. so there’s that I guess. at least this guy can heckin climb stuff and yes, my Arceus is a centaur, so fey, so he literally can turn himself
alternatives: -reborn is viable too - perhaps moreso depending on your setting, particularly with memories of a past life! -for a more ranged/agile approach, horizon walker ranger works very nicely too -while simic hybrid is very nice lore-wise, it doesn’t quite have fitting abilities imo - could easily be something else flavoured as made similarly though!
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mx-unfunny · 2 years
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Just started hermitcraft on grian’s pov 😼 you know how it is with a new fandom ‼️‼️ fanart galore 🤩
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shkspr · 10 months
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[guy who doesnt do literally anything voice] there just aint enough hours in the day to get everything done that needs to be done am i right
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I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.
It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.
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anthrokiaera · 23 days
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FELLAS if anyone cares I’ve recently developed a bad(??) habit of biting my hand like a baby except the bitemarks get very deep sometimes they stay for an hour.
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cyclone-rachel · 2 months
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random thought:
Alex Brightman would be an excellent Music Meister
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wasyago · 27 days
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quiet hours
closeups under the cut :]
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i really like these
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joycrispy · 8 months
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Zepotha will never be Goncharov because when it comes down to it, tumblr culture is collaborative, while tiktok culture is merely iterative, and those are not the same thing.
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nutmargaret · 5 months
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An excerpt from a comic I made a couple years ago about fishing in video games. Full comic is on my ko-fi for free (or a couple bucks if you’d like). Happy fishing!
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taffywabbit · 11 months
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reminding myself there are no truly "bad days", because every single day, someone somewhere in the world has taken a photo of an extremely tiny animal and shown it to someone else, and that's very good actually
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