#Tron OCs

[mewtwowarrior]

OKAY SO the spirit of writing visited me today and I wrote out a weird little fanfic on my phone, lol

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To give you an idea of how weird it is, here's a cast list!

Ark: My Tron OC inspired by the Tron: Evolution DS player character

Mars: The rectified by the Occupation version of Ark

Siv and Dylan: @proto-actual's Tron OCs

The Occupation Program: A Tron: Legacy AU of Jonesy from Fortnite

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It takes place in an AU of @proto-actual's Finite States, many thanks to them for reading it and discussing it with me! <3!

I meant to canon review and read the Fortnite comics before I jumped in to writing fanfic, but I needed to write NOW at the time, so I'm considering this a very rough draft that'll need some work to double check that the dialogue fits.

Summary: Ark is startled by an Occupation program that knows more about her past than she'd like and they get into an argument

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Ark had settled nicely into her current life working with Siv. Like they had said, it was much different than what she was used to, but as long as she was helping people and making a difference, that's all that mattered to her.

She still enjoyed a good fight and kept up her usual routine of exercises, to make sure that she kept sharp. Despite the odds, she still had the staff she was programmed with, and she planned on keeping it that way.

Living in the lab had taken some getting used to, but she had slowly adjusted to the change of pace. She didn't have the know-how to lead any projects herself, but she lent a hand where she could, especially with moving and lifting things.

At the moment, she was relaxing and listening to the low level chatter and the various machineries. It was one part rest and another part visibly being available if anybody needed a hand. Plus, it was much more pleasant than holing up in her room alone, she had had more than enough of that.

Her calm demeanor was interrupted by a tall Occupation soldier strolling in. She never could get used to how casual they were - and that they rarely posed a real threat to the lab and its people. Yet another difference between here and just about anywhere else.

Ark rested her hand on her baton as he made his way through the lab. He likely wasn't going to cause trouble, but she preferred to be prepared.

Unfortunately for her, he had been sweeping the area with his eyes, and she had caught his attention. Her circuits were different, but there was no mistaking her face. He addressed her in shock, "Mars?!"

At that single word, that cursed name, Ark's circuits ran cold. She glanced around them, trying to figure out who, if anyone, had heard.

She got to her feet and grabbed him by his upper arm and started dragging him towards the back, where there were more private areas.

He protested as they went, sputtering and squawking, but, even though it would be easy for him to break out of her one-handed grip, he didn't even try to do so.

For anybody watching, it was probably a ridiculous sight, as he was over a head taller than her.

When they were out of the lab, Ark fumbled for an unlocked door with her free hand. Once she found one, she opened it and pulled him inside, closing the door behind them.

The room was pitch dark, except for the glow of their circuits, hers blue, and his red.

It took just a moment to get used to the change of lighting, and Ark realized to her horror that they had accidentally ended up in someone else's room. Great, another thing to worry about.

She could think about that later, as for right now, she had an Occupation soldier tilting his head, clearly waiting for her to explain herself.

Ark hissed at him, "Where did you hear that name?"

The Occupation soldier replied, "I was stationed at the detention center for a while. All of the other prisoners came and went, except you. You were always there."

Ark snarled at him, but her tone grew more upset with every word, "That wasn't me, I'm not her, I can't be her!"

He looked down at her with a frown, "I'm sorry." He paused for a moment, before letting his curiosity take over, "You're definitely not her now, how's that even possible? I've never seen that before."

It was Ark's turn to shake her head, "All I know is that a Medic fixed me, but even if I did know, I wouldn't tell an Occupation jerk like you."

He looked hurt, "Hey, I didn't mean to be a jerk."

Ark snorted, "It comes with your occupation. You're not rectified," she let a silent 'unlike I was' hang there for an uncomfortable moment, before continuing, "so you had to choose to join. Which means that you're a jerk."

The soldier scowled and snapped at her, "What makes you think I chose this?"

Ark was slightly taken aback, but her irritation won out over her common sense, "It's obvious, isn't it? You're free to go where you please and do what you want, so you had to have sold yourself out to them."

He glared at her, "You don't know anything about me, so don't even start. I don't want this any more than you do, you've made that clear. I had a choice to make and I've got to stand by it. It was either this or my friends' lives, and I'd choose to save them again every time. Wouldn't you do the same?"

Ark grew silent, not sure how to respond to the glowering soldier, because he was right. She'd sacrifice herself for the people she cared about, even if the end result was terrifying for her.

With the sudden quiet, a muffled voice spoke up from the other side of the door, "Can I go into my room now?"

Ark quickly snapped back without thinking, "No!"

The voice on the other side said a quiet, dejected, "Okay," and there was an unmistakable sound of somebody sliding down the wall and plopping on the floor.

Ark and the Occupation soldier turned their attentions back to each other, looking away from the door. A wide grin played across his face, and he could barely get out a few words before laughing, "Now, who's the jerk?"

She stood there for a moment, looking baffled, but his laughter was infectious and she gave him a light, playful shove, "Hey!"

"'Hey' yourself, now we're even," he smirked at her, pleased that he had managed to turn the tables of the conversation.

He then tilted his head at the door, "Come on, let's get outta here so we both can stop being jerks and hogging somebody else's room." He couldn't resist a playful jab at the bizarre situation.

Ark sighed, "You're right." She opened the door, holding it so that he could follow her.

He gamely trotted after her, unable to resist a bit of light, teasing snark, "Thanks for letting me walk out on my own accord."

Ark dryly replied, "You're welcome."

The soldier laughed in response, and as soon as he cleared the doorway, Dylan, the waiting program scrambled to their feet and darted to the door, quickly closing it and locking it behind them.

Ark glanced at the door and the soldier grinned again, "I guess that's all sorted out. Now, are you gonna let me get on with my business, or are you gonna lock me in a room with you again? Not that I'm complaining, but I'm on the clock and there's gonna be questions if I don't get a move on."

She blinked several times, "Uh, no. Go ahead."

He grinned, "Thanks, I appreciate it." He couldn't resist teasing her again one more time.

A moment passed as they each waited to see if that was the end of their little adventure, after a beat, he broke the silence first, "Well, that's that, I'm guessing that I'll be seeing you around?"

Ark nodded, "Yeah, I'm staying here for now."

He beamed in return, "Good! Hopefully our next conversation will be a little friendlier."

She cracked a smile, "Hopefully."

He dropped his own smile to be more serious for a moment, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're here. And, I won't speak that other name again, I promise."

Ark gave him a just-as-serious nod, "Thank you, that means a lot to me."

He returned her nod, then turned and walked off to go speak to Siv, giving her a casual wave without looking back.

Ark stood there in stunned silence, gave him enough time to get ahead, and then made her way back to her usual post, hoping that there'd be something to work on or something heavy to lift, she'd been distracted enough as it was, and it appeared that this wouldn't be the last of it.

[measlyscrapofseafood]

more of my tron ocs!! this time w circuit + color mock-ups

they’ve also been given names!!!!! the one on the left is rei and the one on the right is lye

[thedreadpiratebroberts]

Ayyyyyyyyy new fanart incoming! This is Algol. He was one of the original architects on the Grid but went crazy. Now he’s a spooky villain and he’s giving our intrepid heroes just boatloads of trouble. Thanks (as always) for the art Agave!

[mouser26]

Bitlet Bearer

Sometimes you're the co-ruler of an entire Computer system. Sometimes you're a very tolerant pack mule for you son and grandson*.

October art #26

[elderwisp]

𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊

[gillymugs]

Yeeeehaw

[thedreadpiratebroberts]

New Tron OC art! Her name is Grace. Shes a Modified program with a cannon for an arm!

[mewtwowarrior]

Aaaaaah, thank you so very much, she looks awesome and this is such a fun pose!

A sketchy comm for @mewtwowarrior of their brill OC Ark! I love her circuitry design so much... it's such a striking look!! :000

[simplysolo]

experimented with colors and loose forms today

ft. my tron oc

[tron-ilyse]

my tron oc Ilyse! 💜 a program based on the "ILOVEYOU" virus

[eights-world]

for doodle request how bout ghost and luvbug interacting? like luvbugs first impressions or smth? (can you tell i've run out of ideas?/silly)

i went a little too crazy oopsy

[mewtwowarrior]

Thank you so, so much! I love it to pieces! The fluffy hair, the circuits, the expression, the pose, everything about it is absolutely fantastic!

Thanks again!

another super fun commission of @mewtwowarrior's tron oc, ark!! 💙

[de4thm00n]

As promised, the one and only: CLU!

Along with a couple of drawings of a mini-comic I'm doing w him and an OC. <3

(Go get him for me, RYaN!)

[rocklobster0]

Finally got Whis’s design done ^^ behold my lil Tron OC

She’s a social tracking program originally made to assist with making sure programs were happy and got what services or infrastructure they needed

[mewtwowarrior]

She looks so great, thank you so, so very much! I love the dynamic pose, that's so cool!

Art request for @mewtwowarrior of their Tron character, Ark!

[sugarjellybear]

Another little drawing of Typo :))