#SCP Split AU

[mushroomjeremy]

After a long full year of slowly picking at this drawing to finish it, it’s finally done Hallelujah!

Here is the three version of my Alto Clef headcanon-verse look! 

This was the drawing I was doing when I brought up the split AU with Clef that went off the rails, which it still is. This drawing still works on it own without the AU thing.

Below Keep Reading is the Following:

-three alternate looks to this drawing I was playing around with

-And an explanation and headcanon ramblings about the weird Split-AU

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Here are the two alts first

1st one without the scars and face shadow

2nd one where Francis has horns

3rd one is off the sketches I made for their animal camera heads with Francis having a snake, Clef having a spider, and Ukulele having a cat one. I want to have these done with the normal drawing but it taken too long to finish with this whole things. So take them one their own when they are just sketches.

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Okay here’s the mass dumb ideas for the AU:

The general premise that there is an undocumented SCP that during an interview with Clef got into a fight which ended with the creature somehow splitting Clef into three versions of himself

The individual was shot dead but apparently the anomaly itself can either move hosts or is a weird event that can happen. All that matters is it is technically not contained as of yet.

Clef got split into Alto, Francis, and Agent Ukulele

While this can be seen as A Major system it has more to do with different times and version of themselves than straight up ‘force A Major to mitosis itself’

While I haven’t overall thought about the skip, I have at least made it come back a split others people to at least have come kind of comparison of what the anomaly really does and what is Clef is a strange person in general.

Dr Simon Glass got himself split in two, now temporarily Agent Shard and Dr Glass are separate people

Bright works weirdly if it happens, basically an old version of a body Jack took over get made at random. Jack is trying to go out of his way to find this thing hoping it would somehow make a split from his original body. These splits just work like Jack having multiple bodies.

They can become one person again, but that relies on not hating the other version of themselves and feeling they are one in the same person so Clef ends up making 2/3 fusion as at any given time someone is hating someone else or feels not attached as a whole. So the Foundation is dealing with about 6 different Clefs. Each fusion kinda has a name but its more a title than anything. Francis + Ukulele is ‘God Hunter’ Francis + Clef is ‘The Devil’ and Clef + Ukulele is ‘Bastard’

While both Glass and Shard can become one person again and never need to resplit, Shard wants to beat the anomaly to a pulp first and Simon just lets himself go do that.

Everything beyond this point is just about Clef

They each only have one eye and the other two got replaced with tattoos. They can see out one others eyes if the tattoo has visibility.

Ukulele covers his eye more as a way of hiding outwardly visible anomalous traits than to stop Francis or Clef seeing from where ever Uku is at the moment. They are just collateral damage.

Each version has their own ways of lying. Francis usually uses omissions and denials, Ukulele usually uses white lies and minimization, and Alto just using bold lie, exaggeration, and commission lies. Never trust a thing Alto says, 50/50 if what Ukulele said is true, and Francis is just going to make round you in circles if its not something trivial.

Collectively they have 2 brain cells shared among each other. They are obvious to their surrounds sometimes. It safer for them to move as a pack as their normal awareness has dropped way down.

While they do have more paper work now that they are more people, there is only one extra stack of papers as the Foundation know they won’t be seeing anything from there if two of them aren’t split one full stack.

They also have different aspect of their job split. Agent Ukulele deals with MFT training and deployment, Dr Clef deals with Type Green interviews, testing, and seminars, and Francis get odd jobs to maintenance on SRA, most of it is sitting in a room and cleaning corroded batteries compartment so the anchors aren’t reality collapsing ticking time bombs.

The way they reality bend is also slightly different. Alto uses it a moderate amount usually altering object to annoy other people, Francis uses it the most to help with daily life like making paper weights or “teleporting” around the site  really preferring to change the environment around him, and Ukulele does it the least usually choosing to make himself faster, flexible, and/or stronger at a given time (sometime he uses it to make training courses for MTF but that’s a little rare)

Ukulele usually has the Goc Ichabod rifle, Clef has a triple barrel shotgun thats modified to work on type green, and Francis was just given a knife as neither Uku or Clef wanted to give him a gun.

There is a big polycule going around with mainly Clightdrakiglass. It looks like this mess. I’m not good at making these quickly and nicely, its this or see you in another full year and maybe I’d have it done.

Clightdraki Tri-Selfcest Polycule Conspiracy Theory Cult, while not an actual cult is a strange group of low level no named staff starting a weird group around drama and theorizing about the mess of the above group and co. They are very very strange.

Francis maybe killing a lot of people in the background and no one is really paying mind to it.

And they arent gunshot kills, he’s gutting people with a knife.

No one know why he’s doing this. No one’s looking into this, just casually asking for a death report and moving on.

On a completely different anomalous problem a reality rift made SCP 166-AR and SCP 4166 come here. So that’s also being dealt with to make sure the Clef’s from those realities don’t force there way here to get their respective daughter. They get to share a containment room, everyone gets to be in the garden box :)

I said this AU went off the rails. This should be evident by now.

Lady Agora got roped into this: Clef(s) found where their mother was hiding at and with little to no idea how to undo what is happen gamble with the hope that she would 1. Know what’s going on and 2. Actually willing to help.

She is at least willing to look into the anomaly. She kinda knows the easy way to fix this is therapy, so outside of finding out what it is, isn’t going to help further, if her son want to do this the hard way he can do that on his own. 

I know somewhere in my head there is more to things about this I forgot about right now. May come and update this list if it grows.

[brainrotisseriechicken]

somewhere along their trip they got stranded in scotland. whoopsie daisies!

[twig-the-edgelord]

Iceberg design

Alts v

[w1tchcr4ftt]

(SCP Split!!!)

Item #: SCP-3545

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3545 is to be kept in a yellow painted room decorated in banana themes. The room's door is allowed to remain unlocked and SCP-3545 is allowed to enter and exit as desired.

Description: SCP-3545 is a tall yellow creature resembling that of a centaur. The 'Fruittaur' as deemed by personelle who work with her has extremely distinct identifyinf features such as a dog's snout, antennae, as well as a shell and 'hair' made out of banana peels. SCP-3545 also emits a unique smell of sweet bananas. SCP-3454, also choosing to go by Split, has shown high cognitive function and has shown a great interest in jokes and puns. The fruittaur has also shown an innate fondness for SCP-2454, also known as the Detective, when cross-tested. (See SCP-2454)

[the-darkness-does-not-bargain]

SCP-XXXX: “Ava” part 2

Continuation of this and this tidbit!  Check those out first, otherwise this probably won’t make a ton of sense.

Interview Log, X/XX/XXXX, 13:30:

SCP-XXXX is led into the interview room by Agent Fredrickson.  Subject utilizes forearm crutches for movement, taking small steps around the interview table before sitting down.  Subject smiles at Agent Fredrickson while adjusting herself in the chair.

SCP-XXXX: Ha!  Did you see that, Mary?  I definitely shaved three seconds off my last time.  I was zippin’!  You better git gud before I beat you in the next foot race.

Agent Fredrickson snorts and shakes her head.

Agent Fredrickson: You keep telling yourself that, baby girl.  And for the record, it was only one second.

SCP-XXXX: Psh whatever, slowpoke.  Point is, I’m getting faster.  Javier knows what’s up.

SCP-XXXX reaches into her shirt pocket and pulls out a large spider, identified as SCP-XXXX-1H.  She holds the spider in her palm up to Agent Fredrickson.

SCP-XXXX: Tell her, Javier.  She wishes she was as fast as me.

*Researcher note: to date, no SCP-XXXX-1 instances have demonstrated a capacity for human speech*

Agent Fredrickson: Alright, Ava, quit playing around.  It’s interview time.  You’re meeting the newbie today.

SCP-XXXX: Newbie?

Agent Fredrickson: Yeah, some new hotshot doctor.  Suzanne’s excited about this one, so try to be professional for once in your life.

SCP-XXXX: Excuse you, I’m the definition of professional.

Agent Fredrickson: Uh huh, sure.

SCP-XXXX places SCP-XXXX-1H down and allows it to move across the interview table.

SCP-XXXX: Director Supes is excited?  I didn’t know she could express emotions beyond stern and serious.

Agent Fredrickson shrugs.

Agent Fredrickson: Guess she’s been hoping to snatch up this rookie for awhile.

SCP-XXXX: So what are they like?

Agent Fredrickson shrugs again.

Agent Fredrickson: Dunno.  Shannon did the face-to-face, I just handled the paperwork.  But we’re about to find out.  Here she comes.

Agent Fredrickson moves to stand next to the door while SCP-XXXX drums her hands against the table.  5 seconds elapse, and the door opens.  Dr. Beatrice Young enters the interview room.  SCP-XXXX stops drumming and moving all together, watching Dr. Young’s entrance.

Dr. Young: Good afternoon, Ava.  Are you okay with me using your first name?

Dr. Young sits in the chair opposite SCP-XXXX and places a folder on the table.  SCP-XXXX visibly startles and leans back.

SCP-XXXX: Oh, uh, y-yeah, that’s fine.  Everyone does.

Dr. Young smiles and nods.

Dr. Young: Thank you.  I am Dr. Beatrice Young.  You may call me Dr. Young or Beatrice, whatever your preference.

SCP-XXXX: Okay, Beatrice.  Nice to meet you.

Dr. Young: The pleasure is mine, Ava.  I hope you don’t mind me asking you some questions today.

SCP-XXXX nods vigorously.

SCP-XXXX: Yeah, that’s chill.  Oh, just mind Javier.

Dr. Young: Javier?

SCP-XXXX points to SCP-XXXX-1H, which is crawling by Dr. Young’s elbow.  Dr. Young sets her folder aside and picks 1H up in her hands.  SCP-XXXX is visibly surprised.

SCP-XXXX: Wow, you just did that.  Most people jump when they see him or Flapjack.

Dr. Young carefully holds SCP-XXXX-1H across the table, where it crawls into SCP-XXXX’s hands.

Dr. Young: Tarantulas are delicate creatures and very docile.  There’s no reason to fear them when all they need is gentle handling.

SCP-XXXX allows SCP-XXXX-1H to crawl back into her shirt pocket.

SCP-XXXX: You know about spiders?

Dr. Young: I have more than a passing interest in entomology.  There are more than 800 species of tarantulas specifically, too many to study in detail, but I know enough.

SCP-XXXX: That’s cool.  Spiders are cool.  Most people don’t get that.

Dr. Young and SCP-XXXX smile at each other.  Dr. Young reaches for her folder and opens it.

Dr. Young: I understand that Javier is just one of your pets here.  Would you mind telling me a bit about the others?

SCP-XXXX: Oh, sure.  Well, there’s him and Flapjack.  I’m only allowed to take one out of my room at a time.  Then there’s Luna, she’s a black cat.  And I have Alice, Bella, and Rosalie, they’re my little rat babies.  And, um, Columbo, he’s a Basset hound.  And then there’s my bird girls, JB and Fletcher.

Dr. Young: I’m detecting some themes in your choice of names.

SCP-XXXX flushes, rubbing the back of her head.

SCP-XXXX: Uh, yeah, well… Twilight was a hot commodity at St. Michael’s, mainly because the nuns tried to ban it.  Sailor Moon, too.  And I was really into murder mysteries last year, so…

Dr. Young: I’m not making a judgment.  You chose lovely names.

SCP-XXXX: T-thanks.

Dr. Young: May I ask about your ability?

SCP-XXXX shrugs.

SCP-XXXX: Yeah.  I’m sure I’ve heard all the questions before.

Dr. Young: We’ll start simple.  How would you describe it, in your own words?

SCP-XXXX: Well, the way I see it, I’ve really got one up on Jesus.  He can’t hold a candle to me.

Dr. Young: What do you mean by that?

SCP-XXXX smirks and waggles her fingers in front of Dr. Young.

SCP-XXXX: You know, the whole Lazarus thing?  When I touch something that’s dead, I can make it not dead.

Dr. Young: And it is your choice, whether or not you bring a deceased organism back?

SCP-XXXX: Yeah.  I mean, the first few times, I didn’t know what I was doing.  It just kind of happened?  But now, I choose.

Dr. Young: And what does it feel like when you choose to revive something?

SCP-XXXX doesn’t respond for approximately 5 seconds.

SCP-XXXX: Like I’m flipping a switch?  Or no, more like… I’m putting back something that was missing.  It’s like I can feel this absence?  Of life, I guess?  And I just sort of… replace it.

Dr. Young: And has this method ever failed to work?

SCP-XXXX waves toward the folder in Dr. Young’s possession.

SCP-XXXX: You’re the one with the experiment logs, Doc, not me.

Dr. Young: I understand.  I’d simply like to hear your take on it.

SCP-XXXX blows air out through pursed lips.

SCP-XXXX: I guess.  I’m only really good with plants and animals.  Big stuff, ya know?  Or what’s the science word?  Macroscopic?  I can do that no problem.  But the micro side, bacteria and cell cultures and the like?  That’s hard.  They’re so tiny, and they fade away so quickly that I can’t keep up.

SCP-XXXX smirks.

SCP-XXXX: Guess you could say my powers are very cell-ective.

Agent Fredrickson can be seen rolling her eyes, and Dr. Young raises an eyebrow.

Dr. Young: I was told to expect better material than that.

SCP-XXXX: Psh whatever.  They can’t all be winners.

Dr. Young: And have you considered whether your ability would be effective on humans?

SCP-XXXX stills, staring at Dr. Young.

SCP-XXXX: Why… why are you asking that?

Dr. Young: It’s purely a hypothetical.

SCP-XXXX exhibits signs of emotional distress, including upper body tension, clenched fists, and leaning away from Dr. Young.

SCP-XXXX: They’re not thinking of doing experiments like that, right?  Director Superion said they wouldn’t.

Dr. Young holds up a hand to placate SCP-XXXX.

Dr. Young: No, Ava, I assure you there are no plans for human experiments.  Please, relax.  I promise it was just a question.

SCP-XXXX-1H crawls out of its hiding place and into SCP-XXXX’s hands.  Subject proceeds to pet 1H’s abdomen in an anxious manner.

SCP-XXXX: No, I don’t know if it works on humans, and I don’t want to know.

Dr. Young: That’s fine, Ava.  Thank you for answering, and I’m sorry for making you upset.

SCP-XXXX: Do you have any more questions?

Dr. Young: That’s all for now.  I really do appreciate you for humoring me.  You and I will be working together closely from this point forward, and I wanted to start things on the right foot.

Dr. Young extends her hand toward SCP-XXXX.

Dr. Young: Do you believe we can work together as a team, Ava?

SCP-XXXX stares at Dr. Young’s hand for several seconds, before extending her own and shaking it.

SCP-XXXX: Sure, we’ll give it a shot… Beatrice.

Dr. Young smiles.

Dr.  Young: I’m glad to hear it.  I won’t keep you any longer today.  We’ll talk again soon.

Dr. Young stands and gathers her items.  She turns and opens the interview room door before looking back at SCP-XXXX.

Dr. Young: I hope you have a good day, Ava.  I’ll see you soon.

SCP-XXXX: Yeah, you too.  Bye for now.

Dr. Young leaves, shutting the door behind her.  SCP-XXXX watches the door after it closes.  Approximately 5 seconds later, Agent Fredrickson leaves her post to stand next to SCP-XXXX.

Agent Fredrickson: You alright, kid?  Ready to go?

SCP-XXXX nods and accepts help to stand up from the chair and hold her crutches.  SCP-XXXX-1H returns again to her shirt pocket.  They make their way to the door and open it.  Visual is lost here, but cameras pick up one additional piece of dialogue prior to losing detection.

SCP-XXXX: Dude, not cool.  You could’ve at least warned me she was hot.

*End of Transcript*

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Beatrice scanned the bottom line of the interview transcript again before sighing.  She tucked the papers back into their respective folder and shut it, all while rubbing the dull end of a pen against her temple.  She’d run the interaction over in her mind several times already, trying to identify the most significant information.

As far as interviews went, it was nothing special.  SCP-XXXX offered no information that the Foundation didn’t already have, and Beatrice purposefully didn’t go out of her way to ask more pointed questions.  It was simply an introduction, meant for them to get acquainted with each other.  Director Superion had recommended it, citing past evidence that SCP-XXXX responded better to face-to-face interactions.  It was nothing more than a simple starter conversation.

So why was it still bothering her several hours after it ended?  With a huff, she opened the folder and started reading the transcript again.

SCP-XXXX had seemed surprised to meet Beatrice, whether because she wasn’t expecting a woman or, as indicated by her comment to Agent Fredrickson, she wasn’t expecting someone physically attractive.  But following that initial reaction, she was exactly as her file described: friendly, intelligent, and cheerful.  She seemed entirely unbothered by Beatrice’s questions, except for when she brought up human experimentation.  That was interesting.  Beatrice was already aware that Director Superion had forbidden tests with human subjects, but she hadn’t come across any documentation detailing SCP-XXXX’s thoughts on the matter.  Her distress and anxiety at simply being asked the question certainly eliminated any ambiguity.  It made Beatrice wonder how she reacted during the initial experiments with animals.

SCP-XXXX-1H’s behavior was unexpected.  Beatrice recalled how quickly it responded to SCP-XXXX’s distress.  Her file claimed that none of the animals she revived showed anomalous characteristics, but Beatrice could have sworn that 1H sensed SCP-XXXX’s anxiety and reacted to it, which certainly wasn’t a skill normal tarantulas had.  She hadn’t read through every transcript and research log yet, but she couldn’t help but wonder if anyone else had noticed the other SCP-XXXX-1 instances acting out of character for their species.

She sighed again.  Like Director Superion, she had no desire to pursue human experiments with SCP-XXXX, but she couldn’t deny that it would be easier to investigate behavioral anomalies in a human over a plant or animal.

“What’s all the sighing about, newbie?”

Beatrice startled, slamming the folder shut and looking up to see Agent Fredrickson and Agent Masters walking into the lab.

“Did the interview with Ava go okay?” Agent Masters asked, the previous comment having come from Agent Fredrickson.

“Agents, I apologize for jumping,” Beatrice said, hoping they didn’t comment on the obvious tension in her voice.  “The interview went fine, Agent Masters, thank you for asking.”

Agent Masters smiled.  “Call me Shannon, please.  There’s no need for that much formality here.  And just call her Mary, she hates being called ‘Agent Fredrickson’.”  She jutted her thumb toward the woman in question, and her grin took on a secretive edge while Agent Fredrickson just rolled her eyes.

The pair took seats across the table from Beatrice. They each held a Foundation-issued mug, and Shannon slid a third over to Beatrice, who eyed the steam rising up from it.  “You mentioned you preferred coffee over tea, so that’s fresh from the break room.  Suzanne only lets us use imported stuff from Italy, so you’d best get used to that unless you want to risk bringing in your own supply.”

“I’m sure the Director’s choices are more than adequate,” Beatrice said diplomatically, accepting the mug and barely suppressing a smile when Mary snorted at her comment.

Shannon waited for her to take a sip before speaking again, leaning on her forearms.  “So you’ve met Ava now.  She’s something, isn’t she?”

“She is,” Beatrice agreed, thinking back to the girl’s bright smile when she made that terrible pun.  “I noticed you’re using her first name rather than her designation.”  She kept her tone neutral, concealing how keen she was to hear their response.  These agents, and indeed everyone Beatrice had met so far at Site 17, seemed to eschew many of the standard protocols for discussing work within site grounds, particularly when it came to SCP-XXXX.

Shannon shrugged casually, but Mary’s eyes rested firmly on Beatrice’s face, watching for something in her expression.

“It’s habitual at this point.  SCP-XXXX is a mouthful to say over and over again, and what’s more, Ava pouts every time someone calls her that,” Shannon said.  Then, she chuckled.  “If there was any reason to think she was a cognitohazard, it would be her puppy eyes.  They’re lethal.”

“Lilith certainly thinks so,” Mary added, making Shannon snicker.  There’s an ease between them, a level of comfort that spoke to being more than just coworkers, and possibly more than just friends.  Beatrice wasn’t about to ask, as that seemed much too forward, but she did take note of it.

“Lilith would be Dr. Villaumbrosia?”

Shannon nodded.  “That’s her.  I’m sure you’ll cross paths soon, she oversees the whole of the medical department here, including the clinics for both employees and residents.  She’ll grumble and gripe a lot, but don’t be fooled.  She’s passionate about her work, and she’s a big softie underneath the glares and snarky comments.”

“And she thinks that Ava is a cognitohazard?”

Shannon and Mary shared a look and then both began to snicker.  “She wants to.  She’s desperate for an explanation why everyone likes Ava that doesn’t just amount to her being a likable person.  She likes Ava too, and it drives her crazy.  She just won’t admit it.”

Beatrice took another sip of her coffee.  It was quite good.  She really couldn’t fault the director’s taste.  

She wanted to ask, to get to the bottom of this mystery, and if there was anyone who might know, she supposed it could be them.

“Speaking of,” she began, catching their attention again.  “I was curious about the SCP-XXXX-1 instances.”

“Her pets, you mean.”

“Yes, her pets.  I’ve been making my way through the various logs in her documentation, but I haven’t read any detailed notes about their behavior, beyond that they seem non-anomalous.”

Shannon tilted her head.  “I’m not sure there are any detailed notes about that.  We ran extensive tests on each critter after she revived them, but no one could find anything strange, apart from that they’re drawn to her.  Why?  Did you notice something?”

Beatrice nodded slowly.  “Her tarantula, Javier, behaved oddly during the interview.”  She looked toward Mary since she was also present.  “When she became upset, he came out of her pocket so she could soothe herself by petting him.  It may be highly speculative of me to say, but I suspect he was reacting directly to her anxiety.”

Mary’s brow furrowed, clearly thinking back to the events of the interview herself, while Shannon eyed Beatrice with a subtle sternness.  “Why was she upset?”

“Newbie asked her about using her power on humans,” Mary explained before Beatrice could respond, and comprehension dawned on Shannon’s face.

“Ah, yeah.  That would do it.”

“I take it she’s reacted poorly in the past?”

Shannon nodded solemnly.  “She hates the idea, and I don’t blame her at all for it.  She didn’t even want to do animal trials at first.  I think it all still freaks her out.  She’s a smart girl, and it doesn’t take a genius to grasp the implications of her ability.”  She frowns, a flash of anger passing over her face.  “Some of the higher-ups want to do human tests anyway, but so far, Suzanne has managed to shut them down.”

Beatrice nodded her understanding, but another question was already sitting on her tongue, one she knew she would have to be very careful in asking.  She covered her nerves by taking another sip, all while debating with herself about whether to hold back or charge in.

Curiosity won out, in the end.  “That’s not her only ability, though,” she began slowly.  “I understand she still doesn’t know about her regenerations?”

In an instant, the pair across from her ceased to be friendly women socializing with a new coworker and instead became the joint Heads of Security for Site 17: serious, cold, implacable.  Their eyes pinned Beatrice in place, and their postures took on a predatory, hawk-like quality.

“She doesn’t,” Mary confirmed, her tone dangerously even.  “And she won’t, so long as no idiots go around shooting their mouths off.”

“Dr. Young, I’m sure you remember our discussion from earlier,” Shannon added.  Suddenly, she was Dr. Young again, not Beatrice, not Newbie.  They might as well have called her Mud for all the humanity they infused into her title.  Beatrice was hit with an intense recall of one of the underlined sections in Ava’s file.  Site personnel found discussing past experiments or current research efforts outside of secured lab settings will be personally terminated by Site 17’s heads of security.

She leaned back in her chair, deliberately keeping her movements slow and unthreatening.  “I have no intention of telling her.  I understand the need for… discretion,” she said, wondering why the word tasted bitter.  “I would never jeopardize this project or Ava’s cooperation by having loose lips.”

They stared her down for several eternal seconds before backing off.  Shannon relaxed, and Mary leaned back with a scoff.  “Cooperation,” she spat.  “Nah.  That kid doesn’t need to know we keep killing her just to see if she’ll come back again.  She doesn’t need to deal with that.”

“But then what does she believe about her recovery?” Beatrice asked, leaning forward again.  “She must realize it’s no coincidence that her mobility and sensation have returned.”

Shannon’s mouth twisted, as if she found her own answer distasteful.  “We used amnestics in the beginning, but once we realized what was happening, we told her the tests were for helping her get better, surgeries she would have to be unconscious for.”  Her fingers drummed against the table in a stressful rhythm.  “It helped that we had piles of x-rays and scans showing her spine healing.  Lilith was able to explain everything with medical techno-babble.”

“And when the tests were stopped?  What did you tell her then?”  Beatrice hoped that her voice sounded neutral, that the thread of anger she felt was well-hidden.  She understood why they ran the tests.  Truly, she did.  She understood the many measures, scrupulous and not, that the Foundation took to carry out their mission.  

Still, she pictured Ava’s smiling face, how comfortable she was in the interview and interacting with Mary beforehand.  She pictured that same face, pale and lifeless, on an operating table in some lab, surrounded by gawkers waiting to see if she’d wake up again.  She understood the mission, and she was ready to do her part for it.  But there was something fundamentally, irrevocably wrong with that.

“We told her there were complications,” Shannon continued.  “And that going back in again was too risky…  Lilith was very convincing.”  She paused, her jaw working from side to side.  “She’s happy with what she has already,” she said haltingly.  “She’s upbeat by nature.  Given the place where she came from, I think she had to be.  She’s happy just to be able to feel, and get around mostly on her own, so we’ve left it at that.  She doesn’t need to know why.”

She looked legitimately unhappy with her answer, and her tone was laden with guilt.  One glance at Mary’s tight frown made it clear she felt the same.  They were loyal to the Foundation, willing to kill for it without hesitation, but this didn’t sit right with them any more than it did with Beatrice.

She sighed for probably the hundredth time today and sat back in her chair again, looking down at the carefully organized file in front of her.  The conversation died on the table between their respective coffee mugs.

Eventually, Shannon finished her drink and stood up.  “Okay, break time’s over.  We should get back out there, Mary.”

“Right,” Mary agreed.  She looked at Beatrice as she got up.  “Sorry for going hard on you like that, Newbie.  But it’s better to make sure everyone is on the same page from the get go.”

“Of course, I understand,” Beatrice responded tightly.  She made to stand up as well, but they both waved her back down.

“Finish your coffee.  You’ll get a reprimand if Suzanne finds out you didn’t,” Shannon told her, and while her words were light, she didn’t appear to be joking.  “We’ll catch you again in the canteen later.  You can meet Lilith then, and Cami.”

“I’ll remember what you said about the spider,” Mary added.  “If you see anything like that again, we can talk to Suzanne about it.  See you later, Newbie.”

Beatrice nodded mechanically as she watched them go.  They both waved back once, and then disappeared through the closing door.  Beatrice exhaled, feeling like she had held her breath for that entire conversation.  She glanced again at the file, running her fingertips over the designation printed on it in black, blocky ink.

She knew what she was getting into when she chose to take this job.  But, she was quickly finding out that there was more going on in Site 17 than any set of documents could cover.

[dzthenerd490]

File: Split

SCP#: AGH

Code Name: Anomalous Dissociative Identity and Biological Alteration Disorder. 

Object Class: Prodosa Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-AGH is unfortunately under the protection of Group of Interest: The Serpent's hand. As such no Containment Procedures will be made until he is caught. 

SCP-AGH has finally been caught and is contained at Site-AF. He is locked within a 5x5 meter containment cell, the ventilation is filled with chemicals that keep SCP-AGH sleepy and unable to unleash SCP-AGH-Beast. A single member of Mobile Task Force Epsilon-11 "Nine-Tailed Fox" is to stand guard outside of SCP-AGH's cell for a 3-hour shift, afterwards they are to be replaced with a new member. Should SCP-AGH show any signs of immunity to the chemicals or even slight aggression the MTF Epsilon-11 unit is to enter and restrain SCP-AGH.

In the meantime, either the current chemicals are to be increased in strength or an entirely new chemical is to be used to help restrain SCP-AGH. In the event of a containment breach the MTF Epsilon-11 unit to keep SCP-AGH restrained the entire time. Two hidden laser gun turrets will be activated outside the containment cell an act as the primary defense. the MTF Epsilon-11 unit is to act as a last defense.

Description: SCP-AGH is an anomalous humanoid that suffers from Dissociative Identity Disorder. He is also a shapeshifter that can only change his body down to the most basic biological level. This ability has fused surprisingly well with his mental disorder making it so that each identity within his head has a different quirk as well. For example, some have other health problems such as diabetes, another has a broken leg, and one has a speak impediment. There are also some personalities that are clearly stronger than others and even have unique characteristics such as being athletic or a bigger diet. 

In total there are 23 personalities within SCP-AGH including the original but there is actually a 24th that has been locked away by the others. This 24th personality is nothing like the others as each of them can be considered a completely different person. The 24th is not a person but a monster referred to as "the beast" who uses SCP-AGH's abilities to its full potential.

"The Beast" or SCP-AGH-Beast as its labeled, uses SCP-AGH's anomalous abilities to make itself incredibly strong, resilient to bullet damage, extremely athletic, fast when walking in a quadrupedal motion, and able to crawl on walls with ease. SCP-AGH-Beast is even able to climb on walls and bend metal with limited effort though most anomalously it can maintain its strength and vitality by eating humans. 

SCP-AGH-Beast most curiously likes to think of it as a purifier, a creature destined to destroy the filth of the world. The entity believes that those who are broken or have suffered intense pain are purified while those who have experienced neither are declared "impure" by SCP-AGH-Beast and instead used as food. SCP-AGH-Beast has no regenerative abilities but is highly resistant to pain and its skin is so strong to the point that only an anti-materiel rifle has the power to pierce his body properly. Meaning its possible for the entity to wipe out an entire platoon of soldiers before bleeding out and dying. 

SCP-AGH was discovered in 2016 when three girls were kidnapped by one of SCP-AGH's more sadistic personalities which was working with other personalities to unleash SCP-AGH-Beast. After the final girl was spared by SCP-AGH-Beast it tried to escape when he ran into Foundation agents disguised as police that were part of the search party for the three girls. They sedated him and tried to transport him to the nearest Foundation Area. 

However, they were ambushed by a Group of Interest: The Serpent's Hand and SCP-AGH was liberated into their protection. The Foundation has no way of knowing where SCP-AGH is now though it's suspected to either be in one of their underground bases or perhaps in the Wanderer's Library. It is also suspected that this was all part of the work of Person of Interest: Mr. Glass. The fact that the Foundation cannot confirm anything about SCP-AGH's current status is not only why it is labeled Object Class Prodosa but just another our most embarrassing failures.

Update 2019 - SCP-AGH has finally been contained along with SCP-AFS. SCP-AGH has been contained at Site-AF and his Object Class has been changed from Prodosa to Euclid. The Department of Strategic Redemption is considering allowing SCP-AGH to be given a position within the Foundation. A majority of Foundation staff are against this.

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

[starryhologram]

CCCC Band AU Master Post

AKA I made a crack AU where Heart, Mind, and Soul become famous. But now, it’s a more serious and loved AU.

Disclaimer: Like the SCP AU, the HMS in this AU exist in the “real world” as opposed to a psyche/headspace. When the Whole splits, the three replace him. Also, warnings of canon typical v10l3nc3. These versions of Heart, Mind and Soul have been caricaturized, and are fun house mirror versions of their album/canon counterparts. Hope you like if you read!

Heart takes his g. un, the same one he missed Mind with, and he places it to the back of Soul’s head.

“Soul.” Heart bites the other’s name hard. Spits it out with disgust. Soul feels the cold metal press against his skull. They were truly going to usurp him. He didn’t think it would end like this.

“Heart. Please. Put the gu. n down.” He begs, eyes sliding over to where Mind watches from a distance. His face unreadable, Soul wishes he would help.

“Shut the fuck up.” Heart jams the barrel against Soul, knocking him slightly forward.

Should he fight? Continue to beg?

“You can threaten to kill us all but I can’t return the sentiment?!” Heart shouts.

Should he let it happen?

His blood goes cold as he hears the trigger shake in Heart’s grip.

BANG.

Soul falls to the ground.

Heart steps back, dropping the g. un.

Mind walks over to Soul and puts his hand against his neck. “He’s still alive.” He comments.

“That’s fine, I wasn’t trying to kill him, anyways.”

“You’re a bad liar.”

Heart doesn’t say anything in return.

Mind sighs, shaking his head. Best to let Soul recover, then. He wasn’t going to be the one to put him out of his misery, and he had a feeling Heart wouldn’t either.

Mind picks up Soul’s limp body gingerly, his head dripping blood onto his hands. Seeing his face, the skin had torn around where the bullet had exited. Soul’s eye was completely gone.

It was morbid, but Mind continued to carry the other to his room, laying him down on the bed. A few moments later, Heart shuffled in, shoving first aid supplies into Mind’s hands.

“Like this will help.” Mind says sarcastically. Regardless, he begins bandaging up the side of Soul’s face.

The computer in the corner of the room dings with a notification.

“Ugh. I thought we turned those off.” Heart frowned.

“We did, but I kept them on for emails. Stand with him, I’ll see if it’s important.” Mind moves to the desktop, jiggling the mouse to turn it on.

“No way this is real.” He scoffs after a few moments.

“What? What does it say?” Heart demands impatiently.

Mind reads out the contents of the email for the other.

“You’re kidding. Do some background research! Look it up!” Heart raised his voice frantically.

After a few more moments of key strokes mouse clicking, Mind turns back to Heart. “It’s real. What do we say? Should we decline? Accept? This is a very big decision.” He glances at Soul once again. “And honestly, he should decide too.”

“We could let Whole decide.” Heart offers meekly.

“You shot Soul, Whole is probably out of commission as well. We will have to wait. I will let them know to give us time to make the decision.”

Over the course of the next few days, Soul floated in and out of consciousness, the pain in his head ebbing and flowing. He wished he could have had nice dreams, but it was dark and hazy. Something haunted him about how he had gotten hurt. Mind and Heart refused to tell him, and Soul couldn’t bring himself to remember.

The bright side of his dull situation, however, was that Mind and Heart were being so nice to him. They gave him warm food in bed as he recovered, and even spared him from sarcastic quips. He wishes it could always be like this, getting along.

Eventually, Soul was able to remain conscious for a longer amount of time. And Mind and Heart finally decided to tell him once he proved cognizant enough.

“Soul.” Mind announced as he entered the other’s room, Heart trailing in his shadow.

Soul smiled at the other two. “Good morning.” He said softly, his voice had been nothing but kind to them in return these past few days.

“We have to tell you something. And we need… you to help us decide.” Heart stammers, “On what to do about it.” He walked over to stand at the foot of the bed.

“Yeah, of course. What’s up?” Soul asks.

“While you were… recovering. We received an email.” Mind began, sitting at the desktop once more to pull up the page.

“It reads as follows.

‘Dear Tridential Sovereignty, us at Galaxy Star Records have recently found your music and think you have just the talent we’ve been looking for.

We are pleased to offer to sign you as one of our many talented artists. We would be honored to represent you, and help you reach your full star potential.

Kindly, Galaxy Star Records. LA, California.’ “

Mind turns to look at Soul once more. His mouth is agape in shock. “We’ve been offered a record deal?” He asks in disbelief.

“It would seem so.” Mind replies.

“Of course we should go for it!” He exclaims. Mind and Heart almost seem surprised by his answer.

“Uhm.. are you sure? This is crazy.” Heart digs his toe into the carpet absentmindedly.

“I mean, this can only be good right? As long as its reputable! What could go wrong?” Soul looks like he got everything he could have ever wanted for Christmas.

~~~

A man tears himself apart in the dead of night

Grasping at lyrics that aren't quite right

But you’ve head this before

And I’ll never again

Because the spotlight is blinding

And the audience is screaming my name

Please don’t let me lose myself in the fame

~~~

Private Emails are uploaded. Subject: Sign On Offer From: galaxystarrecords@contact.com To: tridentialsovereignty@gmail.com

Thank you so much for accepting our proposal! We can’t wait to start working with you!

First order of business we do need to get settled is the contract. You can access it here, and we will need all of your E-signatures.

Next you can also take a look at a list of preordained names that you can choose to go by as per our guidelines. Your band will still be called Tridential Sovereignty under us, but your individual names will be pseudonyms (No real popstar doesn’t have a stage name!).

You can view our list below.

Luna

Callisto

Oberon

Nova

Kepler

Aristarchus

Metius

Tycho

Voib

Pulsar

Orion

Asteroid

Comet

Thebit

Nebula

Rigel

Quasar

Antimar (antimatter)

[File attachment contract.pdf]

~~~

Private Emails are uploaded. Subject: RE: Sign On Offer From: galaxystarrecords@contact.com To: tridentialsovereignty@gmail.com

Apologies, there was a misspelling in the list of names.

Voib is meant to be Void.

Thank you.

~~~

BREAKING NEWS! Introducing TRIDENTIAL SOVEREIGNTY! VIX NEWS keeps you updated with up and coming artists that you should be aware of!

Your favorite niche internet micro-celebrities become famous! Who would have thought their covers of cult classic Tally Hall songs would have skyrocketed their stardom?

Meet Comet, Nova, and Pulsar! The ‘Heart, Mind, and Soul’- they call themselves- of Tridential Sovereignty. Sweeping the globe with their new music to rock your socks off!

Recently signed on by Galaxy Star Records, after an interested team heard their individual covers of “The Mind Electric” by ミラクルミュージカル (also known as Miracle Musical). These young artists are rising through the charts, and concerts are selling out fast internationally!

We here at VIX NEWS are excited to see where they go from here! Follow us for more updates on Tridential Sovereignty!

~~~

A video titled ‘Late Nite Show Interview with TRIDENTIAL SOVEREIGHNTY’ is uploaded.

The video opens with a studio audience cheering as the host waves at them thankfully, smiling warmly.

“Good evening ladies, gentlemen and other lovely people! We have a special guest for you tonight- at their first television appearance- Tidential Sovereignty!”

The host gestures to curtains that three figures emerge from, the one in a red jacket is waving and smiling just as much as the host was. The two following him are much less enthused.

The crowd cheers as they walk across the stage to sit at a long couch adjacent to the seat the host had taken.

“Thank you so much for joining us this evening!” The hosts says, “Yeah! Thank you for having us!” The one in red responds.

“Now, you guys have been taking the scene by absolute storm- ahaha, pun not intended.” The hosts pauses for the audience to laugh. “But, I’d love to get to know you guys a bit more. You guys all look very similar, is that intentional? Or are you guys triplets?” He asks.

“Triplets is the closest word.” The one in blue states plainly. “Ah yeah! We’re all kind of like brothers, sure.” The one in red adds.

“What interesting responses!” The host laughs. “Now, Pulsar,” he gestures to the one in red, “You call yourself the Soul? What does that mean?”

Pulsar’s smile doesnt faze, but his eyes scan to his other two counterparts nervously. “Yeah, I’m like the Soul… its just… a way of referring to myself, like Nova is the Mind- eh the brains of it all. And Comet is the Heart, you get it? It’s just… the way we make up the Whole… band. Tridential Sovereignty.” He stammers out quickly.

Comet shoves him.

The host is laughing again. “Well that’s certainly a way of thinking about it!” He says, and it eases Pulsar’s nerves. “You guys were pretty popular on the internet at first, right? How’s the transition from the screen to the stage been?”

“It’s been fine, we still do all the main stuff behind the scenes; the music writing and stuff. But seeing fans in real life? Cheering for us on stage? I… don’t think any of us could have imagined it. We assumed we would be stuck in our mom’s basement doing this for a niche audience for our whole career, honestly.” Comet replies.

“It’s crazy how quick things can change!” The host quips, “Hey! Would you guys like to play a song for us?” He asks, the crowd cheers in enthusiasm.

The three nod in agreement, stand up and make their way over to instruments set up for them. Pulsar stands at the middle mic, holding an electric guitar. Nova stands at an electronic keyboard. A blue bass is propped up next to him. Comet sits down at a drum set.

“Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in between, this is Tridential Sovereignty!” The host announces as the three begin to play.

Pictured: (left) Pulsar with no make up, wig or mask, in casual clothes. (Right) Pulsar within the first few months of rising to stardom, before his outfits became more pink.

~~~

A video titled ‘VIX NEWS: Exclusive interview with TRIDENTIAL SOVEREIGNTY FT. Your questions!’

The video opens with Pulsar, red wig, feathered boa and pink dress in all, sitting on a stool in a white room. He smiles, introducing himself, “Hi, babes! I’m Pulsar, but you know that!” He laughs

The camera cuts to Nova, sitting in the same room, but clearly shot at a different time than Pulsar’s takes. He sits square and upright and says, “Hello. I’m Nova, of Tridential Sovereignty.”

The video cuts again to Comet, slouching on the stool. He waves meekly to the camera. “Hey, I’m Comet.” He says flatly.

A voice from behind the camera calls out, “So, we sent out a form for fans of your’s to ask! And here are the ones we thought would be best to ask you guys!”

“How exciting!” Pulsar claps his hands together. “What’s the first question?”

“Your-claimed- ‘Number one fan’, Pulsar, asks: what is your favorite song?” The voice off screen laughs aloud as she reads it.

“Oh, I have so many favorites, you know! But I think a special one in my heart will always be The Bidding.” He says.

“Nova, an unnamed fan asks ‘if you could go solo, would you?”

“Hm. I do shows on my own often enough. If you mean officially leave Tridential Sovereignty one day? That is yet to be determined.” Nova’s face shows no change in expression as he answers.

“Comet, Rio asks ‘if you could change anything about your life now, what would it be?”

Comet barks out a laugh and then frowns as he collects himself. “Right. Yeah. I mean, is anyone really happy with where they are? I messed up a lot in the past but I wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t. Dunno. I don’t think I care anymore anyways.”

“Pulsar, Twine- of course-?” The announcer sounds confused as she says the name. “Do you have a PR team yet?”

“What? Twine? How did… how did you get that question?” Pulsar’s brow furrows in shock and confusion, “That’s a joke… right? I think. Ah, yeah. A joke.” He laughs unconvincingly.

“Nova, what do you do when you encounter writer’s block? From Hayley.”

“I simply don’t. If I don’t feel like writing, I don’t write. Let it come to me. I know what I write is good.”

“Comet, Jedas asks ‘what is your favorite show you’ve performed at?”

“The VMAs were cool. Or the Bubble Dome. I dunno, as long as the crowds are big they’re always great.” He grins.

“Pulsar, Ciddle asks ‘care to show us what’s behind the mask?”

Pulsar puts a hand up to his mask, holding it down to his cheek. “Yeah, no. Not right now. I wear it for a reason.” He looks away.

“Nova, do you guys plan on doing another make-up collaboration? Asks Lori.”

“I think we’ve got some eyeshadow coming out soon. This is better a question for Pulsar.” Nova sighs.

“Pulsar, Faust asks, if you were a cat, what kind would you be?”

“Orange. Definitely.” Pulsar laughs.

“Nova, ‘Bold move straightening your hair, any reason?”

“It’s a wig. And it differentiates me from the other two.”

“Pulsar- or as ‘Smouul’ calls you ‘Pulss,- insert joy emote- te- tec-ah? Muciss? Teach music? Is that what this says?” The announcer struggles through the question.

“Smoul? I know him… too, like Twine. Ah Smoul! I could teach you music! All you gotta do is ask! But I also offer courses on music too! They should be linked in my Instagram bio!”

“And finally, one more for you Pulsar, from another unnamed fan, ‘Are you going to answer for your growing list of controversies?”

Pulsar frowns. “Hey, I apologized for those. And I promised to do better. That’s all I can do.” He huffs. “Are we done now?”

“Yes, I suppose we are! Thanks for joining us-.” The announcer is cut off as Pulsar gets up and walks off screen.

“Cool, thanks bye!”

The video ends.

~~~

List of things Pulsar has done

Been paid to support NFTS {a lot of other celebrities were doing it at the time! It was a cute picture of a chicken! I didnt know it was evil!}

signed a merch deal with a company that runs a sweatshop to produce the merch {Look- I’ve been over this- I even uploaded an apology video! I didnt do my research and I promise to do better!}

uploaded an apology video {Hey! My fans know that it was an honest mistake! Plus I followed the guide on how to make a good apology video! I even made one of my own guides!}

made a guide on how to make apology videos {Only 50$!}

Doesn’t have a PR Team {My PR team is my best friend, Twine, he’s a Soul like me!}

got scammed by someone in another universe than him {Alice is my friend! And he said he needed the money!}

Almost was convinced to join the Church of Scientology {I was not almost convinced it was for the celebrity gossip! But Paladin said I shouldn’t do it}

is there anything else you’ve done? {not yet- I mean, No!}

~~~

Pictured: (Fake) Tweets talking about the perceived decline of Tridential Sovereignty or #TriSov, and how their original fans dislike the way their music sounds nowadays.

~~~

Pictured: The updated outfits of Comet, Pulsar, and Nova! At this point in their career, the three dont perform together as much as they used to. Before this change, Nova would often pick up DJing Gigs around the world. But, now he performs solo songs that sound like theyre meant for Old Navy Advertisements… theres no Heart and Soul to his music, just the melody and baseline lyrics that will appeal to the widest audience.

~~~

Pictured: Nebula, the Whole. He acts as the manager and agent of Tridential Sovereignty. He isn’t seen much nowadays, some say it’s because he can’t handle what they’ve created. They took over his life. This isn’t what he wanted. This isn’t what we wanted to become. But, it’s much too late now.

~~~

OOC STUFF

ive reached the ten photo limit on mobile and ive got so much written that my tumblr is lagging. Theres still some more long written posts ill add in reblogs and such. Characters mentioned such as Twine, Smoul, Alice and Paladin belong to @disruptivevoib @shxwrunner @socialc1imb @calamarispider @b0vidine

Feel free to send asks about these guys! Or even my scp au!

All art in this post is mine

[lexosaurus]

Danny Phantom AUs

Hello I found this list of AUs from @the-stove-is-on-fire and I am copy and pasting it under the readmore.

Edit: Thanks to all the feeback, I've added a bunch more! If I'm missing any other popular ones, let me know!

Actor AU: Danny is an actor on the Danny Phantom show

Ancient Danny AU: Danny is one of the Ancients who sealed Pariah away.

Astronaut Danny AU

Badger Cereal / Daniel Masters: Father&Son Vlad and Danny bonding, can be evil

Banshee Danny AU: Danny slowly loses his color every time someone dies in Amity Park.

Blue Danny: Danny is blue as a halfa/ghost

Cheese Melt: Vlad tries to be a good parent to Dani

Circus Danny AU: Danny never escapes the circus from Freakshow following "Control Freaks"

Clockwork's Apprentice AU

Clockwork is Danny: Danny has Clockwork's role in the show

Clone AU: Danny's just another of Vlad's clones

Coffee Ghost AU: Phantom haunts a college as a tired, caffeine addicted ghost

Corpse AU: Danny Going Ghost leaves behind an actual corpse/Danny is still a halfa but his portal accident left behind a corpse

Cryptid Danny AU: Danny/Phantom is the local cryptid

Cyborg/Halfa/Nanobot Valerie AU: Valerie's ghost turns her into either a cyborg, a part-ghost, or a human with some ghostly attributes

Dani Masters: Vlad decides to raise Dani as his actual daughter 

Danny and Val Swap AU: Danny is the Red Hunter and Valerie is the halfa

Disabled Danny

Dual Obsession AU: Danny has 2 obsessions: usually space and protection

Dragon Danny AU: Danny always has been, or is turned into, a dragon 

Electric Core AU: instead of ice powers, Danny gains electricity powers

Evil Trio AU: Pharaoh Tucker, Plant Sam, and either Dan or Void Danny.

Everyone Knows AU: Everyone knows that Danny is Phantom

Family Breakfast: Vlad/Maddie/Jack

Fantasy AU

Feral Ghost AU: Ghosts are more animalistic than the show depicted.

Fire Core AU: Danny's lab accident gave him a fire core and took place 100 years before Sam and Tucker ever found him. (source)

Full Ghost Danny: Danny fully died in the portal

Full Hazmat AU: Danny half-died while wearing an actual hazmat suit

Full Human AU: Danny is just Some Guy

Ghost Hunger AU: halfas/ghosts must consume ectoplasm

Ghost King AU: Danny (or someone else) is crowned the new ghost king

Ghost Speak: Ghosts speak a language called Ghost Speak

Ghostly Adoption AU: Phantom gets adopted by the ghosts

GIW [character] AU: [character] (usually Danny or Valerie) gets a job with the GIW.

Glowing Freckles AU: Phantom has freckles (can look like constellations) that glow

Good Vlad/Mentor Vlad

Halfa Jack AU: Vlad marries Maddie and Jack is the halfa

Halfa Jazz AU: Jazz was the one who went into the ghost portal

Halfa Trio AU: All three of them got hit by the portal

(Half) Human AU: Danny starts out a ghost and the portal turns him into a halfa/human

Immortal Danny AU: Danny turns immortal/never ages

Inverse Trio: Tucker is the halfa, Danny is the goth, Sam is the nerd

Lab Rat / Dissection: Fentons experiment on Phantom and/or Danny

Liminal Amity Park AU: Citizens of Amity Park gain ghostly characteristics due to ambient ectoplasm

MerAU: The ghosts are actually mermaids

Monster Appearance AU: Danny’s ghost form looks grotesque or like a monster

No One Knows AU: No one knows Danny is half-ghost

Phantom Phamily: Danny (possibly split into Phantom), Dani, and Dan are all living together.

Pitch AU: The show's original pitch. Danny is a human with an owl named Spooky, rides a motorcycle, and has a psychic connection with Sam.

Pitch Pearl/Danny and Phantom are separate beings: Danny and Phantom are separate beings (ship is Pitch Pearl)

Portal Danny AU: Danny is the Fenton Portal

Possessed by Phantom: Halfas are just dead people possessed by ghosts. Ghosts may or may not have their memories.

Reverse Trio: Sam is the halfa, Tucker is the goth, Danny is the nerd

Secret Experiment AU: Maddie and Jack intentionally turned Danny into a halfa

SCP AU: In which Danny is either captured by the SCP Foundation, Fenton Works is a branch of the SCP Foundation and Danny/the other ghosts are SCPs

Space AU: Alien or mass effect style

Undergrowth Sam: Sam keeps her plant powers following the events of "Urban Jungle"

Void Danny: Nocturne gets ahold of Danny (source)

Werewolf Tucker/Witch Sam AU: Tucker is a werewolf and Sam is a witch

Wings AU: Danny grows wings/Everyone has wings

[cindernovadoesart]

Possible Au idea????

So I've been listening to Chonny Jash's "The Mind Electric" And this idea brewed in my mind for a experiment au for twisted wonderland. So far all the freshmen + Silver, Idia, Cater, and Trey are experiments.

Ace, Deuce, and Yuu are paired: Ace is titled 'The Heart', Deuce is 'The Mind', and Yuu is 'The Soul' They have been in this Lab the longest, the reason they are paired together is because they originally were one person before Ace and Deuce managed to split apart into different forms without realizing that they split into three, they can fuse back together, if Ace and Deuce coporate.

Sebek and Silver are paired Sebek is 'The Knight' and Silver is 'The Prince' They cannot be separated no matter how hard the scientists have tried it always ended in failure. Silver is in a constant sleep walking state as well as being covered in briars that tend to move on their own, Sebek is very protective over Silver, being a suit of armor that is puppeted by briars that gained consciousness. They've been at the Lab 4th longest but they definitely have a system.

Grim is alone: Grim's title is 'Puppet' due to the fact that he stays by Yuu the most, seeing as Yuu is technically the main leader of their trio. Grim though being a flaming cat can be seen to have slight puppet insignia that only appeared after he stays with Yuu. He's the newest arrival.

Epel is alone: Epel is titled 'poisoned apple' due to the fragrance that surrounds him, it smells of freshly baked apple pie, but if you inhale this too much you'll experience intoxication, then it leads towards death due to the poisonous gas that's masked under the sweet fragrance. It currently doesn't seem like Epel can control this ability. Epel has been here around the third longest.

Orthro and Idia are paired: Orthro title is 'Cyborg' and Idia is 'Hologram' Orthro is exactly like his canon form, Idia had been trapped inside his tablet and can only show up as a Hologram. Orthro carries Idia and cannot ever part with his brother. After an incident with a other subject, Orthro is known to be a lot more dangerous than he leads on to be, due to his brother's predicament he puts himself into the role of the protector. Orthro and Idia have been here the second longest.

Jack is Alone: Jack's title is 'Peacemaker', as peacemaker he always has a golden glow around him, he has a sense of duty that always follows him, the most unusal thing about him is that it is impossible to lie to him, like he always has a spell of truth over anyone who is within his vicinity. He's been around same time Epel came in, it has been found that only Jack (so far) can be around Epel.

And Finally Cater and Trey are paired: Cater is 'March Hare' and Trey is 'Mad Hatter', Trey had gotten himself and Cater stuck in a time loop at a tea party, both have been in this loop for so long that they've lost their minds. Anyone to approach and join the Tea Party tends to be called 'Alice' and is forced to stay until they follow the story of what happens. Cater has gained the features of a hare with the ears, tail, and paws. Trey has began making all sorts of hats allowing guests to wear them and swap them with his own. they aren't that dangerous, unless you do everything wrong, then it get a bit more intense as the wondrous tea party becomes more sinister. They've been under watch for a while, having not being able to be contained in the lab.

Now that I've written this down this feels like SCP but it's not, I hope you've enjoyed my rambling.

[broccwalker]

A couple months ago I tried to make a Godzilla AU centered around the idea "what if the Oxygen Destroyer, rather than killing him, mutated Godzilla further like it did to Destoroyah". It was to take the form of a literature anthology that described each Kaiju in the AU in an SCP type format and how they interacted with Godzilla. While it's unfinished, you can definitely gather which monsters I had ideas for.

I eventually scrapped it because I felt like it was too similar to Black Mass and Shin Godzilla that it came off as a rip off of the two, and I don't like treading the exact same ground as other creators unless I believe I can bring something new to the table. Unfortunately, it mainly boiled down to "Hey look at this Godzilla character! Now they're an irradiated version of a known dinosaur! Godzilla just ate them and absorbed their DNA!" which never amounted to anything other than possible body horror since Godzilla, in my mind, literally swallowed them whole like Orga in Godzilla 2000.

However while it is canceled I don't want it to just rot away on some Google Document. So below is what was written down for the "God Destroyer Godzilla AU" as I've decided to call it.

SND

An SND (short for Sentient Natural Disaster) is a sentient animal, creature, being, or entity that’s able to cause natural disaster level destruction by itself, usually by being of immense size. Classifications are the acronym followed by its scientific name, epithets are the most common nicknames given to it by the general public. Hazard levels include Regional (threat to locals), Continental (threat to multiple countries), Global (threat to the entire planet), and Cosmic (threat to multiple planets).

Gojira

Classification: SND Kujirasaurus

Epithet: Gojira, misheard as “Godzilla” in English

Species: Irradiated Spinosaurus with Whale DNA, later contained Amphibian, Crustacean, Ankylosaurus, Tritylodontidae, Maiopatagium, Mongolarachne, and Pterodactyl DNA

Age: 93 million years existing, 46 years alive

Hazard Level: Continental

Description: Kujirasaurus was the first discovered Sentient Natural Disaster created from the corpse of a Spinosaurus irradiated by atomic bomb testing mixed with whale DNA. As a result of the added whale mass and the radiation, its arms grew longer and bulkier, its scales blackened, its face became more round and blocky, its eyes started bulging out more, it started standing more upright, and its dorsal plate was split into multiple smaller plates reaching from the tip of its tail to the upper neck. It was first sighted by fishermen in the Pacific ocean before it started its rampage through Japan which eventually ended in it returning to the ocean. This would continue on and off for the next couple of days before Dr. Daisuke Serizawa developed an unknown weapon that he believed would terminate Kujirasaurus. He activated the weapon while both he and Kujirasaurus were in the same area of water, sacrificing himself in order to execute the beast.

It was first thought that this worked when it didn’t rise from the water, however the next day it reappeared to continue its rampage. The weapon only seemed to mutate Kujirasaurus further, adding recently deceased Amphibian and Crustacean DNA to its mass.

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Splendorman headcannons; catchup edition

General hcs plus some of the prompts that I did for multiple characters!! Idk how this is gonna look but we'll see (I tend to write these notes before writing the actual... post..) so!! Yeah!! I've been meaning to expand the base list of characters I do for hc posts; esp since it's so small and I dont feel comfy writing romantic stuff for a lot of the popular characters in this fandom <\3

Anyways! I'll have this split off into like. Segments. One for basic hcs, and different areas for prompts I did in the past (ex. Pet names, plushie stuff, ect!!)

This is gonna be a looooong post

General hcs;

To be fair, I'm still fleshing out how I want to interpret Splendor, and how I want to write him into my au

Obviously he's going to be related to Slenderman; as well as Trenderman (whether or not I add trender to this blog isnt decided yet, since I feel like not many people would be interested)

Most days he couldn't hurt a fly even if he wanted to.. however on the off chance he does need to fight/defend himself; he will

He can be just as, if not more, devasting than his brother

"The devil shivers when a nice guy loses his temper" except its splendorman and he actually is a nice person with a rare but hot temper

Usually his ugly side doesn't show itself unless someone tries to hurt those who are innocent

Perfect segway into the concept idea I have for him in general/in the au; but I like to think of him as a guardian

Now I may be getting silly, since he reminds me a bit of itward from fran bow; but I wanna use itwards whole imaginary friend/whimsical being as a basis for splendor

Also this is propaganda for fran bow; go play it, it's a nice game and it's been a hyperfixiation of mine since it released

Carrying on

But for splendor, rather than solely appearing to children, he appears to all

Bros like an anti dementor; adds life into a room

Actually he's kinda like scp 999

Guys can you tell my minds all scattered with vague ideas

Anyways

Similar height to slenderman; about 11-12 feet by default but he can also shift his height around for intimidation/convenience

Going with the hc that he has bells on his tentacles; you can hear him walking around/j

Said bells are also semi sentient; they still bend to his will most the time but sometimes they can snip at people... lil bites n stuff; like you know how bells usually have those lil.. gaps? In them? Idk what they're called but the X shaped things on them; that's the "mouth" for each bell

Actually unlike slenderman, you can actually see splendorman walk around, whereas slenderman just. You blink and he's moved.

Gives the absolute best hugs; also does the thing LJ does, and snakes his arms all up around you

Adding onto the idea that splendor is basically itward/scp 999, he basically shows up for people who need company, or need their spirits raised

Torn between giving him an actual face, or making it a blank face line slenderman where the smiley face is just markings; if he does have a face I'm also torn on whether to give him a perma smile or not

Idk

I like both ideas

Has clown/magician logic. Can pull next to anything out of his hat and/or suit sleeves/pockets

Reaction to s/o having plushies;

Doesnt mind it one bit!

In a way he finds it cute, and endearing!

Would never ever make fun of you for it; in fact he wouldn't make fun of you ever

Seemingly manifests plushies and accessories and all that for you

Does one have a stain or tear? Hes already working on fixing it!

Makes you handmade plushies as well; they have that charm to them, some having mismatched fabric patches, button eyes, ect

Yes he WILL smooch each of them if you ask him to, even if you ask as a joke

AND he will tuck them in!!!!!!

What he calls you/wants to be called;

He calls you: sweetheart, sunshine, my dear, sunflower, schnookums and similar dumb lil names! I feel like those would be more teasing/joking

He wants to be called: he has no preference, as long as the term is endearing and meant for him, hes happy

Downtime;

Off days with Splendorman usually are filled with fun and activities

If you want to spend time outside, he will pull something together. Gardening, picnics, stuff like that! Unfortunately, since hes still considered... a monster, he needs to remain out of sight, so walking out in broad daylight is a no go for him, unless the area is isolated - so that does make things a little limited in terms of time and location :(

But if you want to spend time indoors, he's more than happy to stay!

Baking, arts and crafts, ect ect! If it's something fun that at least two people can do together, its an option!

I feel like he would have lots of fun reenacting things with you; like dramatic retellings of your favorite books or movies or whatever

He gives a passionate performance

Ideal Partner;

Like most the other characters in the other post I made on thing, he doesn't have many preferences when it comes to partners: both in regards to personality and looks

Looks really mean nothing to him, you could be tall or short, fat or skinny or buff, guy or gal or anything else, and he wouldn't care so long as you're you

Personality? As long as you aren't a bully or otherwise cruel, he can love you with his whole being

That's really it, Splendorman isn't very picky

Just don't be a jerk and you're set

Though he will be thrilled if you share the same energy as him; though it's not required

Perfect date;

I covered a lot of things in the downtime section, so this spot isn't going to be too long, as to avoid me just repeating the same thing reworded

But this dude has a list of ideas as long as he is tall; he is not picky!

He doesn't really have a "perfect" or "ideal" date, as he's down for anything and everything

Well almost

Anything that puts ANYONE in danger in an immediate and hard no, same goes for if it puts anyone in emotional or physical distress

Otherwise anything else is possible! He's free to let you pick and take the lead; however he'll hardly mask his excitement if you tease the idea of doing something he very much enjoys/wants to do

It's kinda like watching a dog get excited after mentioning a treat or a walk

Romantic hcs;

Writing this first before I have the chance to forget: but when hes about to leave, he'll kiss you.... and when he turns around to leave, he'll let the lil bell monster things on his tentacles kiss you all over the face as a extra bit of affection

Now onto how I wanted this segment to start

S tier partner, out of the (creepypasta) characters that I have written for thus far, at least in my opinion

Great listener and willing to give advice, amazing comforter, and generally adds an air of excitement to life while also keeping things stable

Moving on

He gives the best hugs, as mentioned in the segment above, his can snake his arms around you in a similar fashion that LJ does

Speaking of that segment, depending on how you see his face working kisses can go multiple ways

If he does have a face, kisses go as expected; but if he has a perma smile it can get awkward since his face is constantly pulled into that large grin

But if its the "the smiley face is a group of markings" route, he can't really... kiss you.. at least not in the traditional sense

He'd approach it the same way slenderman does and imitates the act by gently nuzzling/knocking his lower face against you

He loves quick little pecks; on the cheek, forehead, and mouth, nose, loves it all

Always gives you flowers; usually defaults to sunflowers and daisies but if you have any particular favorites he'll provide it

Likes using that hat trick of his to present gifts

Just

Takes off his hat, puts his hand in it, and BOOM ! He pulls out a bouquet of flowers for you

If you get sick he'll be a mother hen and fret over you; won't back off until you're back at full health, and even then he'll hover over you for a few days afterwards just in case

He always let's you know how much he loves you; he'll remind you at least once a day

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what happened with the au? I really miss the comic of mike the hedgehog (metal sonic)🥺

kinda just life and stuff. I want to continue things but it’s rough finding the time to between recharging and workin’, and worse still there’s other non-sonic stories unrelated to the AU that I’d love to tell. It’s a lot easier to do webcomic stuff when you’re not thinking about it too hard, but a lot trickier when you’re doing other art, have other stuffs to do, trying to write a script to commit to but then second guess it, etc. I think I’ll figure something out with time, but yeah. 

Apologies to asks that went unanswered too, kinda similar reasons as the above. My ask box has gotten really really stuffed over the years and things pile up deceptively quickly.

As for projects, I’m split between something oc-related, SCP 682-B related, or finishing what I started with the printer ink comic. Again, I might figure something out. Is there any oc you’d like to see in a story? Hearing that could potentially help a lot with deciding.

[glagglepacks]

hello, you can call us glaggle! on this blog we make id packs for everyone to use. we love requests so don't be afraid. we also just like talking so if you just want to say hi that's also cool.

: more about us :

osdd-1b traumagenic system

bodily 18

luso-american

collectively uses he/it

we like fnaf, tf2, undertale aus, gravity falls, regretevator, pressure, phighting, roblox myths, hermitcraft, empires smp, life series, cookie run, sanders sides, pokemon, adventure time, sally face, scp, octonauts, mlp, stanley parable, rottmnt, wof, warrior cats, cult of the lamb, stardew valley, poppy playtime, invader zim, dbh, craig of the creek, lethal company, trolls, sonic, tadc, welcome home, tawog, inside out, omori, smiling friends, kirby, objectified, deltarune, among us, sims 4, hades, resident evil village, good omens, stray, inscription, over the garden wall, dhmis, encanto, luca, bluey, mario, animal crossing, our flag means death, little nightmares, bee and puppycat, hilda, she-ra, jsab, hollow knight, dialtown, ddlc, dungeon meshi, warhammer 40k, night in the woods, jjba (part 1 & 2), atla, dead boy detective, tattletale, a hat in time, spongebob, garfield, fosters home for imaginary friends, codename kids next door, inside job, ruby gloom, centaurworld, lps, nimona, maomao, team umizoomi

: boundaries :

we have our own opinions on things but will not share them on Tumblr. we can't stop anyone from looking at our id packs and we just want to avoid causing arguments. we block freely though.

: common fronters :

donnie . he/they . organizer . 💜

michael . he/they . protector . 🍕

mushroom . any . autopilot . 🍄

lethal . he/it . communicator . 🔪

grime . he/it . watcher . 🦴

no idea/blurry . ⁉️

: masterlist :

COOKIE RUN

truffle cookie, onion cookie, vampire cookie, poison mushroom cookie

POKEMON

scorbunny

REGRETEVATOR

dr retro, poob, bive, gnarpy, split, infected, lampert, pilby, prototype, pest, scag, mozelle

OTHER

glaggleland

POPPY PLAYTIME

craftycorn, catnap, dogday

GRAVITY FALLS

dipper, bill

[twig-the-edgelord]

Take these for the road

[w1tchcr4ftt]

OUUUGHHHH YES SCP AUUUU

YEAGGG!!!!!

IM MAKING LORE NOW TOO!!!!!

[ark-bile]

Could you perhaps tell us more about the way your creepypasta au works, like maybe more facts about Tim and Brian. Don’t feel pressured too tho ((love your art btw <3))

Its mainly divided into a bunch of cults;

- The Slenderman Cult: Toby, Tim, and Brian, (as well as Kate but shes not very active right now) are in this cult. Toby is currently in Russia and has been caught by Tim and Brian and is now being taught a lesson by them to not disobey slendies orders. Toby doesnt like to follow rules because he finds them boring, thats why he often goes rogue. Tim has split personalities, his main (real) personality is Tim Wright, and his second is Masky. Masky is a cult fanatic, he worships Slenderman and is very loyal to him, he’d beat someone up for saying anything negative about him. Hoodie is more of a middle ground type of guy, he only follows orders because of the benefits he gets in the end, such as being able to explore his hobbies (which is mainly guns and hiking), as well as not get killed lol. Kate is rlly just a merchandiser for the cult, she supplies her own faction in America, but has recently gone missing. The boys are currently in Russia, and are gonna return in a month.

As for the creepypasta’s like EJ, Jeff and others of the sort, they fall under the “miscellaneous” category. Sure, EJ is in a cult of his own, but he is the only guy in it. He’s 34, but died at 23 and he still looks the same age as he did back then — implying that he is immortal. Jeff is currently 22, he’s very young and has been on the run from authorise since he was 17. He recently got out of his psychosis episode, and is being hunted down by Liu. Jeff assumes Liu just wants to kill him, so he runs away the closer he gets… when really Liu just wants his brother to get help before he falls into another psychotic episode.

Liu isn’t a creepypasta, he’s just a normal human that’s been privately investigating his brother for 4 years in hopes of one day catching him and bringing him back home.

Helen, Jane, Clocky and Seedeater are a part of Zalgo’s cult. Zalgo is basically SCP-001 (The Scarlet King) but, like more edgy. Zalgo is currently in a deep slumber, and is prophesied to wake on Judgement Day. They are sworn enemies of SlenderMan’s cult, because while Slenderman is a physical embodiment of hatred and human carnal desire, he is also selfish in the way that he consumes all souls and flesh for himself. Zalgo, does it for a bigger cause, but that is not yet revealed why. Chernobog is somewhat the same, but since his cult is very small, he is undetected.

Laughing Jack, Candy Pop and his sister, and Jason the Toymaker, are all from a different world; the Clown world, where they are born and sent to earth as “angels”, and return if their mission succeeds. However, these guys had failed their mission, and gone rogue. For that reason, they are permanently banished from their home. Clowns from this world are able to make their own pocket dimensions and can’t die in the human realm.

The Rake, he’s just a creature that no one knows the origin of, nor do they know its purpose. He haunts Toby, and has often teared Toby to shreds for no reason, that is why Toby fears him so much. The Rake is a creature that all cults remain wary of… except for EJ. For some reason, the Rake isnt hostile with EJ. There’s no reason why, or at least, its not known why.

THAT’S ALL! Thanks so much for reading this far, I hope it made sense! If you have any questions, I’ll add it into this post and answer it for you with tag! Mwah, cya.