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DpxDc #5

Everywhere but home.

The Anti-Ecto Acts applied only to North America.

The USA and Canada both permitted the capture, experimentation, and termination of ecto entities.

One night, after weeks of being constantly hunted down, Danny decided it was time to leave the continent.

At first, he was terrified. 

He didn’t even need false documentation, since the GIW wasn’t looking for his human identity, and Jazz helped him get everything he needed.

He… didn’t even have to buy a flight or something, since his speed could get him anywhere.

So, a bit anxiously, he traveled down to South America.

He had a pretty good time!

People were friendly and welcoming, excited to share the beauty they had with them and Danny found himself so much more interested in other cultures.

Being surrounded by languages, Spanish, Portuguese, and even some Indigenous ones became much easier to learn.

Traveling around wasn’t a problem, he often found people happy to take him in for a shower and a meal.

It wasn’t safe all the time, but it wasn’t because he was a ghost, which was somehow nicer.

With much less anxiety, he started to travel even more.

Africa was the obvious choice since it was the closest continent.

The main cities were rich with people and modern buildings, making him feel a bit out of place like he was in a cleaner version of Hollywood.

Going away from touristy sites, everything started to become more bare, the people still welcoming, but weary of noisy strangers. Wich was understandable, so next came Asia, then Europe, Australia, and Antarctica.

By the time Danny was in his twenties, he had pretty much visited almost every country on Earth. 

He was having fun, he really was, but in every new country he visited, he was reminded how much he wished he was waking up in his bed, spending the days with his family and friends.

Once, he met a guy in London, whose soul looked like Swiss cheese, that he helped with some ghost stuff. He was recognized as from America, so he explained what he was doing all the way in England. Apparently, the guy had connections with the Justice League and promised to help.

At several spots, he even met with Dani. Every time they saw each other, they remembered that, even if it was so diverse, the World was still very small.

He was in South Italy when his phone rang.

It wasn’t hard to keep in touch with his friends and family, sending them photos or even packages of stuff he found traveling.

He answered Jazz, as she started to cry happily about the Anti-Ecto Acts being revoked.

He… hadn’t actually believed Jonh.

His mind was blank, with her sister excitedly talking over the phone.

After five years.

He could go back home.

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DpxDc #7

A hug would be nice...

(can be applied to many different heroes, so have fun with this)

Danny looked horrible.

It was a bit of an understatement, but other words would sound too mean and he felt like crying, so getting insulted right now would not be the best thing.

He was completely covered in bandages, head to toe, most of them bloody as he limped in the middle of the night in an unknown town.

First, it was the vivisection, then the ecto burns from the GIW guns, the scratches he got running away in the vents (he didn’t know if he needed a tetanus shot now), getting electrocuted by the fence, getting chased around for days without break and now it sounded like it was about to start raining.

He looked like a bloody and sweaty mummy that had a good roll in the mud.

He was pretty sure some of his organs were missing, a dozen bones were fractured, and everything in general hurt like a bitch.

He was breathing heavily, unable to really see where he was going until he felt someone grab him from behind and press something to his throat.

He whimpered from the pain, as he heard screaming coming from all around him.

Everything started to get too loud very quickly and that’s what broke the gates.

The first sob was so loud it even surprised himself.

Tears weren’t running down because of the dehydration, but his sobs were so heartbreaking and loud that he felt the guy behind him release his grip on him.

 He fell on his knees, hugging himself and pressing his forehead against the ground.

After a while, the commotion around him stopped, and he felt someone rubbing his back in circles. Danny appreciated the attempts to console him, but he suddenly really, really needed to throw up.

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DpxDc #10

A bit chilly out, isn't it?

kind of gory? Not in a violent way.

Danny felt cold.

Not his core cold, or winter cold, more like a “walking around without clothes cold”.

Skulker was right, at the end.

He got his pelt, and now…

Well, Danny was walking around without skin. Hence, the cold.

He wasn’t really worried, it would grow back like his missing organs did when the GIW emptied him out.

Long story short, Skulker was a bitch, he should probably find a way to stop dripping with blood (and possibly a coat) and try to figure out where he ended up after taking the wrong portal while escaping.

He was doing well at this point, he thought. The city he was in was gloomy and humid, which was nice since he was starting to dry out pretty fast.

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“What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-“

Jason stared at the walking flayed guy who was taking a nice stroll around the block.

Every step he took left a matching bloody print, and he could see every single fiber of the muscles tense and relax.

The more he stared at it, the more he hated it.

He immediately reached for the coms.

“I fucking hate it, what the fuck-“

He heard the others connecting.

“Hood, everything alright?”

“Fuck no, oh my god, I’m not gonna be able to sleep anymore, that’s the most fucked up shit I ever saw my entire life, what the fuck”

“Hood, report. What’s going on?” 

“OH MY GOD!” Everybody heard Oracle almost shout from the coms “That’s ugh- I’m gonna throw up, that- ugh-”

“Right?!”

“Hood! Report right now!”

“It’s like-It’s like this guy, walking around without skin and-“

Hood looked down at it. It was looking back.

“You know I can hear you, right?”

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DpxDc #11

I had this in my notes for a while, so I translated it into English. Could contain some translation errors :)

No one is able to conceive infinity.

The human brain allows us to visualize limited and constantly changing elements, making even the calculation of a single object unreliable.

The concept of infinity is reduced, in our mind, as a confined section that expands as we go forward. The visualization of a space without boundaries is, on our part, constantly wrong.

Therefore, man is not able to imagine, nor see for himself, the infinite as concrete. Understanding this, the idea that we ourselves have always lived in an infinite space is conceived as ephemeral and insignificant.

Ditto the consciousness of the individual, which differentiates from the consciousness of the self.

Being a socialized mammal, man presents himself with collectivity, aware of his own existence and of an entity formed by the mind of every other single existing individual.

We are not able to register an individual as such, making their existence, in addition to the superficial, incomprehensible.

This idea pushed Danny from the back of his mind, a concept not conceivable in a concrete way. The idea of ​​being someone, not understood by others.

The terror that you are not who you think you are, and consequently, knowing that you can never understand who the people you love truly are. The infinite, impossible possibilities in the mind of each individual.

Splitting the collective into individuals, infinite times…

A shiver ran down his spine, stopping his train of thought. His throat closed in an uncomfortable knot, forcing him to swallow noisily.

It was easy to lose yourself, some days. Little to do, no one to talk to… The existential terror that came with becoming King. Danny could positively declare that he was not well.

Following the defeat of the Piriah Dark, the role of ruler had been thrown on his shoulders with little delicacy, making a teenager responsible for the guardianship of the Infinite Realms. Fortunately, the citizens did not need any special guidance, left to their own devices for several millennia, but the same could not be said for the realm itself.

The infinite nothingness that eternally expanded in every layer of the multiverse, called to itself someone more worthy.

It was not the citizens who needed a ruler, but the realm itself demanded a master.

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i learned a while ago that the whole "most of the stars we see in the sky are actually already dead because they're so far away that we're seeing them as they were thousands of years ago" thing is a myth because stars live so long that it's unlikely many, if any, of them have burned out yet, but i'm still glad that myth exists because there's just something about the thought of the sky as a graveyard of stars that gets to me

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I don’t think we’re rick rolling each other enough anymore. 1. it CANNOT die out 2. this under saturated market is perfect for unsuspecting victims who’ve been lulled into a false sense of security. be the person you hate. bring back the dastardly link

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Damn it!

Happiness Will Come To You.

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As much as I hate enshittification, I don’t think some people people have thought things through enough to realize that a demand for the same quality furniture at the same price their parents had is a demand for continuing to clear-cut old growth forest indefinitely

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