#I kinda went overboard with rendering but we balling

[alexander-norkat]

I had a vision

[devilcrushmango]

Copycat

Okay so, I’ve seen the concept of Anti as Jack’s Imaginary friend somewhere at some point and I fell in love with it and I guess I kinda went a bit overboard with it and it turned into an AU?

Some context before the fic: in this AU, if the “creator”’s imagination is strong enough and if they think of their creation more as a person, like an actual friend, than a character they imagined, their “imaginary friend” can become real inside their head, but that’s a pretty rare occurrence and people aren’t aware that they’re real.

Their creators usually stop believing in their existence as they grow up and start forgetting them in time, which also slowly erases the imaginary friend’s own memories, renders them unable to communicate with their creator, and makes them disappear in the end.

In this AU, “Anti” (we may never know his former name) used to be Jack’s imaginary friend and is now on his way to disappearance.

However, you can apparently steal another character’s name is they’re somehow “related” to your creator? Huh.

The fic is based on this song.

Say:"Hello, Who are you?" And we'll start from scratch again "Gotta go, Talk to you soon!" Day by day, I'm fading away

Even after stealing for myself that “Antisepticeye” character’s name nothing much seems to have changed. I gained some strength back and I could let Sean hear me if I wanted to, I tried, but what’s the point if he doesn’t remember who I am anymore? It hurts. This is all his fault. Why should I even bother trying to be friends with him again? Why should I bother starting over our whole relationship? If he forgot then that means he didn’t care enough to keep me from fading. I hate him. Then why does the thought of hurting him still feel so awful, why do I still feel like curling up into a ball and crying?

I don’t want our friendship back. I don’t want him back. I don’t need him.

We get along just fine I say everything you like to hear "It's funny how much I Feel like I'm looking in a mirror"

The community’s nice, a lot of people seem to know about me, no, about Anti, it’s like putting up a show for thousands of people, and all the attention feels so good after being neglected for so much time. I see all the artwork, all the effort people put in making pictures and writing things about me, it’s kinda funny how much all of it seems to resemble me since I̬t̢̹͉'̷̹s͖̘ͅ not supposed to be m̸̳͔̲̩̜̖̥e̙͔̲͙͙̤, that’s “Ą̬̫̖͚̘n̶̺̹͙̘̘̟ͅt̮i̦͕̹̬”, right?

I can't remember... Who I am... Everything's a blur... Take me over...

I can’t remember. I thought I was regaining some of my consciousness, I thought the all the attention was going to fix everything. Yet I can’t remember. In fact, my memories just seem to get blurrier and blurrier by the day, I get stronger, but they seem to disappear. It doesn’t matter how much I try to recall them, I just can’t remember. What…

Wh͏̫͎̯͇̻̤a̩̝̥͉t̨̝̲̫ ̨̰i̢̮ş̟͇̜ m̮̤͚̻̼͍̜ý̖̺̺ ͖̜̯͖͔na̘̟̘m̴e̤̟̪͔̹̞?̧͙̬͙̠̥͕̜

I'll BECOME WHAT YOU LIKE THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE WANTED, RIGHT!? SACRIFICE ALL I KNOW I WILL TEACH MYSELF TO LET GO

COPY THAT, COPYCAT

This is what they wanted, they all called his m̱͉̙y͖̫̰ ̭͇̯͚̳̠̼ṋ̶̬̦͍͇̮a̗̯̼ͅm̫̥̞̤͚̳͝e͇̟̜̟̭, they all made this happen. I stare at the blood on my hands. He’s not dead yet. He can’t die as long as they want him back so much.

Empty. I feel so empty. But that’s good right? I left my past behind, I did it for them. They love me and they’ll keep on watching for as long as I keep this façade up. If I get enough power then… maybe he’ll r͕̲̱̬̗̼͙͢e̝͙̖̮͚̤m̩̦̳e̘̲͔̪̥͍ṃ͙͡b͈͈̤͉e̥̬̯r͚̫̟͜.

Say:"Hello, what's up with you?" I'm starting to Talk like you do Here we go I'll be gone soon Day by day, Everything has changed

I don’t recognize myself anymore, if this goes on “I” will be gone soon enough. Jack won’t talk, nobody else knows about him m̼͖͎̤e̴, he doesn’t want to worry anyone.

S͘iņce when ͏did̶ ̧I͢ s͝t̷ar͘t̕ ͞calli̸ng̢ ̸h͏iḿ ͠J͝ac̀k̸ a͘ny̷w̶ay̸?̕

We've grown apart this time I can't figure out the reason why "It's funny how much I'd Kinda like to see you cry"

He’s scared of me. “Scared” is an euphemism. He’s terrified. He couldn’t hide it me from Signe and Robin anymore, he keeps begging them to keep me a secret though. He tells them he can handle me.

He knows he can’t.

He can’t seem to fall asleep tonight, tears have been streaming down his face and wetting the pillow for the past few hours. I can’t help but chuckle a bit, i̥͎͚̞̯t̮̪̤͝’͇̮ś͕̜̟͇̠ ͓k̺͔̙̹̰̩̠i͏͔̱̝̣͉̦n̘͝d̵a͓̪͙̻ ̱̟̳̞̦͈fu̖̙̩nn̩̗̝̪͞y͏̜̯̠͍̤͇̯.  

I can't remember... Who I am Everything's a blur... Take me over

I'VE BECOME WHAT YOU LIKE I AM WHAT YOU'VE WANTED,RIGHT?! SACRIFICED ALL I'VE KNOWN I HAVE TAUGHT MYSELF TO LET GO

COPY THAT, COPYCAT

How much time has passed since I lost my memories? I can’t remember. I don’t think I really care anymore. Pleasing them is so easy, I’m giving them what they want after all, right? They all seem fascinated, they keep doing what I want them to, just like p̻̣͍̠u̦̗͈̝̯ͅp̶̖̼͉͙p̜̳̘͈eṱ͚̤̱͈̞̮s̙̘͎. They love me.

If I get enough power then… maybe they’ll f̤o͎̺r̠g̡̪͙ȩ̙̳͇t̶̙͍ ̬ him.

Copy that, Copycat

Copy that, Copycat.

I can't remember who I am everything's a blur take me over

I'll become what you like this is what you've wanted...right? sacrifice all I know I will teach myself to let go

C̥̼̹̞̀͡Ơ̡̯͚͈͎̜̯̼P̱̫̙̤̘̪̣̕Y̷̮͉͕ ̟̼̞̕T́͝҉̖͈͔̱̱H̢̢͚͔͎͓Ą̵͉͈͈̦̲̻̳̯͎͟T̸͕̟̰̮̫̕,̸̧̗̺̦͈ ̛̯̞͕͈̠͓͖̹͞ͅC̵̩͍͖̦̥̬̺̀ͅO̷̜͍̦͚̕P̭̻̥̮͕͉̕͟Ỵ͈͙͔̟̘͇̫́C̷͜͏͚̟̘ͅͅA̰̘͕̮͉̣̮̝ͅT̸̯͍̻͈̰̫̝̘̭́

They want Anti back. They want M̡̡̕͢E͢ back.

T̮̖h̙̞̳͓̘̝e̻̘̗̥͟y͏̼̞͉͔ n̡̪̥̼͕̞e̻̣͓͈̳͖͠e͙d̬̮̹͇̱͎ ̖̟̺̩̩͉̙m̗̭̣͍͓e̜̻͘.̩̻̰̯

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