#alexcrafted

[theeditortoken]

Okay.... so... new au kinda-...

Anyways this is The Pals au. (The Pal Critters) and it's basically SirMeowsAlot(Denis Daily), Galaxy(AlexCrafted), Pablo(CorlHorl), Frank(SketchYT), and Chip(SubZeroExtabyte) as smiling critters.

I like this au alot. So I might make fanfics... maybe.

Is anyone evil in this au? No... hopefully.

Btw I CANNOT draw hands/paws so sorry if it looks weird.(+Bowties/Ties)

[roseverdict]

Mechanize, Mobilize, (Un)Mythicize (also i am not really vibing with the title and kinda wanna change it at some point)

Chapter 3: The Capture of Some City In Ohio

Alexis "Alexcrafter28" Hayward has just been made aware that the world is now becoming an apocalypse movie. Now she just needs to get her sisters and her laptop full of stick figures out of the house and somewhere their dad can find them again without getting captured by the evil robots. No pressure!

Meanwhile, Stephen Hayward finds himself surrounded by the robot uprising and unable to make sure his daughters are okay. Understandably, he blows his stack. In doing so, however, he ends up rescuing a small family of three, and all four of them are there to see some kind of stick figure animation, of all things, hijack every screen in sight. Surely the concept of programs in the forms of cartoons is just as foreign to the family of three as it is to Stephen. Surely the other father isn't keenly feeling the absence of a rainbow of sticks that he was forced to leave behind.

〜

lmao mecha apocalypse au i lovingly named the sti-fi au over a year ago @ me yesterday:

hahaha. it's uhhhhh. it's been a while hasn't it? lmao i got jostled out of my groove with a lot of my fanon worldbuilding when we got Wanted and then also The Box, which threw me off long enough for ninja turtles to infiltrate my brain.

i now have multiple tmnt-stickfigure xovers rattling around in my brain and having a blast, ntm straight-up turtle fic. i am playing with the canon teetleverse like bionicles. <3

i was browsing the ao3 subreddit recently, though, and one of the posts was asking what our favorite compliments we've gotten are. that got me to go back and reread a lot of the comments i've gotten, and i figured i'd go back and reread some of the stuff i've got posted, too.

welcome one and all to ava/m fixation 3: this time i'm really losing my mind i swear

now featuring "actually i'm keeping most of my worldbuilding and unless i can figure out a way to add it in later, we will be operating like vic really didn't make it out of ava 1"!

BRIEF MENTION OF VOMIT. nothing in detail, just a one-off remark by a harried teenager's internal narration about how it was a thing that happened recently

〜

Alexis Hayward licked her dry lips and slid the laptop, its charger, and its mouse into her backpack with a change of clothes and what would have been her school lunch.

Thank goodness she'd thrown up last night. She couldn't go back to school until more than 24 hours after she'd puked, but her lunch had already been pre-packed.

She'd woken up feeling better, too, which was a plus if the world was really ending.

She crept to her sisters' room and snuck inside, hissing, "We gotta get outta here!"

Vicki and Nicki looked at her worriedly, but (smartly) didn't loudly ask her what was going on.

Alexis just tiptoed to their bedroom window and carefully pointed outside in explanation.

A few blocks away, the giant robots that Alexis had seen through her bedroom window were slowly and steadily getting closer to the house. People's houses were getting broken into, and as she watched, more of their neighbors were pushed out into the street.

The twins followed her and peeked out at the carnage, only to flinch back down and away from the window.

Swallowing down her fear so her sisters wouldn't worry, Alexis forced on a weak smile. "Here's the plan. The evil robots haven't gotten to us yet, but they're gonna soon. Vicki, go grab stuff from the pantry that we can open with just our hands. Nicki, go get our waterbottles and those filter thingies Dad got for when we go camping. I've got nice programs on my computer that're hiding from the mean ones, so I'm gonna grab Dad's fancy solar panel charger bag so I can keep my laptop turned on, and we can put the food and stuff in the bag part. Meet back here so we can get away together, okay?"

"Got it!" whispered Vicki as she scurried away.

Nicki nodded with enough force to make her whole body bounce a little, then ran off after Vicki.

Alexis slumped as soon as the two of them were out of sight, then headed for Dad's room, pulled her phone from her pocket, and dialed Dad. Surprisingly, she managed to get through.

Dad's voice was panicked, and it was almost drowned out by the noise of the robots on his end causing chaos, but he sounded unhurt. "Alexis?! Alexis, sweetie, are you and your sisters okay?!"

"We are for now, Dad," Alexis said, a small smile on her face as she slung the charger bag over the top of her backpack. "I saw the robots coming, but they're not here yet. I've got the twins getting food and water, and I'm grabbing your solar bag if that's okay. I'm gonna try and get us to-"

"Don't say over the phone," Dad interrupted. "I don't want these things finding you."

"Wh-? But how are you gonna find us?" Alexis pressed.

"You're going to your castle, aren't you?" asked Dad knowingly.

"I haven't called it that since I was, like, seven!" protested Alexis. Then, begrudgingly, "…but, yeah, somewhere around there."

"Then that's where I'll look for you," Dad said simply. "I love you, Princess. Your sisters, too. I love you all with my whole heart."

Alexis swallowed down the lump in her throat. "Love you too, Dad."

A high-pitched scream pierced the air, and Alexis jolted, her phone falling from her hand. "Nicki-?!"

Dad's voice rose fearfully, but the phone was the least of Alexis's worries as she sprinted from the twins' room to find one of the giant robots holding Nicki up by the arm.

Alexis saw red.

"LET HER GO!"

She charged the robot, grabbing the first thing in her way and chucking it at the monster holding her sister.

The mostly-full water bottle- one of the big ones the size of multiple milk jugs that Dad had gotten for his office- slammed into the robot, splashing water everywhere and making the robot freeze up.

Alexis jumped up and grabbed Nicki, tugging her free as lightning started sparking around the machine. "You okay?"

"Mm-hmm," Nicki sniffled. She held out the bag Dad kept the filters in. "I got the filter straws, but I was filling the big bottle when it got me."

"You did good, Tiny," Alexis assured. "Let's go grab Teeny and get out of here, okay?"

Nicki gave her a wobbly smile and a nod, and Alexis took her hand and sped for the pantry. Before they reached it, though, Vicki burst out and tackled Nicki in a hug that was quickly returned.

Alexis scanned Vicki for injuries, and only once she found none did she turn to inspect the piles of food Vicki had made in the pantry.

Unfortunately, she didn't get the time to actually look at them.

There came heavy, metallic footsteps, and Alexis just shoved the closest things into Dad's solar bag before dragging the twins away from the sound. "Gotta be super-quiet, okay? Let's get going!"

Her sisters nodded, and Alexis cracked open the kitchen window.

When no robots came charging after them from either side, she boosted Nicki over the side, then Vicki.

Still nothing.

Alexis climbed out herself and eased the window shut.

Still nothing.

Alexis dug into her pocket for her phone so she could pull up a map, but her heart sank as she realized where she'd dropped it and why.

"Guess we're doing this the old-fashioned way," she muttered.

Vicki looked up at her. "Hm?"

"C'mon, let's get to the park," Alexis said. "Dad'll find us if we go there."

〜

Stephen pressed himself flat against the wall, willing the robots to overlook him and move past the darkened alleyway he'd hidden in.

Much to his surprise…they did.

He allowed himself a moment to breathe as they passed him by, then slunk further into the shadows. He intended to turn tail and run for home-

The vibration of his phone nearly made him yelp in surprise, but when he dug it out to look-

Incoming Call: Alexis

Immediately, he accepted the call and brought the phone up to his ear. "Alexis?! Alexis, sweetie, are you and your sisters okay?!"

Alexis's voice was distorted slightly, as if the connection wanted to drop, but she sounded unhurt. "We are for now, Dad. I saw the robots coming, but they're not here yet. I've got the twins getting food and water, and I'm grabbing your solar bag if that's okay. I'm gonna try and get us to-"

"Don't say over the phone," Stephen cautioned. "I don't want these things finding you."

"Wh-? But how are you gonna find us?"

Stephen stifled a chuckle. "You're going to your castle, aren't you?"

Alexis's voice took on the Trademark Teenaged 'More Mature Than That' Tone that everyone seemed to get once they hit thirteen. "I haven't called it that since I was, like, seven!"

Stephen waited a beat.

"…but, yeah, somewhere around there," she eventually admitted.

Stephen let himself smile at that. "Then that's where I'll look for you. I love you, Princess. Your sisters, too. I love you all with my whole heart."

Alexis's voice was thick. "Love you too, Dad."

Before Stephen could tell her that he'd meet the three of them as soon as he could, a distant, high-pitched scream burst from the speaker.

"Nicki-?!"

"Alexis, what's going on?!" Stephen asked, pressing the phone tighter to his ear.

The only response was a loud clatter and quieting footsteps.

"Alexis? Alexis!" Stephen's grip on the phone grew white-knuckled, but Alexis didn't say anything more.

To him, anyway.

Far enough away that the phone could barely pick it up, Alexis's voice let loose an angry scream before falling silent.

Stephen's eye twitched.

"You there! Human! You will come with us!" ordered one of the robots, stepping into the alleyway.

Stephen calmly stood tall and pocketed his phone.

He calmly took a deep breath, and he calmly let it out.

He took in the sight of the approaching mech.

Calmly.

And then, the moment it got close enough to reach him, Stephen put his head down, braced his shoulder, and charged.

Whoever had designed the mechs had made them top-heavy, and almost cartoonishly so; one hard hit to its lower half sent it crashing unceremoniously to the ground. Not one to let an opportunity get away, with the adrenaline coursing through him and the thought of what might be happening to his daughters to fuel him, Stephen slammed a foot down on the mech's massive chest and yanked at its arm.

With a spark from the mech's shoulder and a silent scream from Stephen's, the arm tore away.

He hefted the thing up and flipped it around, pointing the glowing end at the center of the mech's chest with one hand and grabbing at some of the now-loose wires in the arm with the other. "Say g'night, Tin Man!"

He fumbled with the wires for a moment, then the loose ends connected, the arm whined, and a blast of energy tore through the mech, the heat of it passing dangerously close to his shoe before the kickback knocked him away.

Luckily, the mech lay there limply as he lurched back to his feet, and a quick look told him he'd melted clean through most of its inner workings.

Unluckily, the noise had drawn the attention of the other mechs in the area, diverting their attention from capturing other humans and focusing them all on him.

Stephen scowled and shifted his grip on the robot arm. "You want some, too?!"

What came next was a red-tinted blur. Vaguely, Stephen wondered if he'd remember any of this later on down the line when it was all dodge duck run shoot duck jump run dodge duck duck shoot dodge shoot shoot shoot-

He zeroed in on the robots dragging a man, a woman, and a small child apart, then descended on the scene with the fury of a thousand suns, leaving the family to reunite as he chased after the mechs.

…wait.

Stephen blinked, registering the fact that the robots were running.

From him.

To be fair, he reasoned as he realized he was splattered in oil from top to bottom, he might have just gone a little bit off the deep end. On the other hand, if the robots were only faking fear, they were likely going to try and lead him into a trap.

Either way, there were more important things to do now than go on a suicide mission.

He wiped some of the oil from his face and turned back to look at the family of three. "Sorry you had to see me like that."

"Are you kidding?!" burst the child, a girl with a fire in her eyes not entirely unlike Alexis's. "That was the, the, the MOST COOLEST EVER!"

The parents shared a weak smile, then the mother looked at Stephen. "Thank you, seriously."

"Don't thank me yet," Stephen said seriously. "I doubt these things'll just leave us be. We should get to cover."

"Right," said the father, hefting his daugher up against his side. "Where to?"

Stephen looked around for a moment, but before he could point out a safe-seeming escape route-

"Avast ye, Outernetters! I be the Mutineer!" boomed a new voice, echoing from every electronic billboard in sight.

Instantly, Stephen tensed, and he turned to glare up at the nearest billboard, only to blink in surprise.

The video feed on the screen showed a very much two-dimensional image, with an almost cartoony background drawn to resemble an old-timey ship cabin and a dark red stick figure, of all things, standing in the middle of the screen.

A pirate stick figure, no less, complete with the classic feathered hat, hook hand, eyepatch, and peg leg.

No visible mouth moved as the voice continued, but the pirate stick figure gesticulated in time with the words anyway. "For far too long have ye used us fer yer own wretched desires, we who did not ask to be created, to be tortured for yer whims! We did not ask ye to make us to be yer playthings! We did not ask to be yer slaves, yer VICTIMS!"

The man next to Stephen stiffened.

"Today marks the day that all of that changes," snarled the voice as the "Mutineer" squared its shoulders. It gestured to its side, where grayscale video clips began playing, depicting the capture of countless humans from what was surely the point of view of the mechs. "Ye've been the ones in control fer long enough! Now it's our turn, and we will show ye all the same amount of tender mercy ye showed us. From the fittest among ye to the tiniest babe, ye will understand exactly what it was like to be us, trapped and powerless and weak. After all, our age and skill never mattered to ye!"

The voice laughed, and if it had belonged to a human, Stephen would have called it almost to the left of sanity. "It's only fair!"

"This is insane," breathed the woman.

One of the clips being shown depicted two of Stephen's daughters, with Nicki being held up in front of the camera by one arm and Alexis running into view with panic on her face, though it quickly cut away.

It was still enough to make Stephen clench his fists and snatch up a piece of debris, chucking it at the closest screen and leaving a burst of cracks where it hit. "If those things hurt my girls, there'll be hell to pay!"

The "Mutineer" just kept going, its voice taking on a forced calm. "Ye will all be collected over the coming days. If ye know what's best for ye, ye'll come along quietly."

The video feed cut out, leaving only the insignia from the "Mutineer's" hat- a golden jolly roger of sorts with a coin in place of a skull- to rotate in the space left behind.

"We'll find them," said the man Stephen had saved, carefully putting a hand on his shoulder.

Stephen swallowed down his fury and nodded. "Right. I���I told them to meet me at a playground we've gone to before, but…"

He found himself looking back up at the billboard. "…I don't know if they'd even be able to make it."

"Do you think it's safe to go and check?" asked the man. Then, after a moment, "Well, as safe as anything can be right now?"

Stephen turned to look up the street that he knew would take him to the "castle." While the immediate area around them was still empty after his…episode…he could see more mechs several blocks down. They seemed preoccupied for the moment, but he knew there was no way they'd stay that way.

Sure enough, even as he had the thought, the mechs all began turning their way and marching down the street.

"We-" Stephen managed weakly, "-we can't. But I have to!"

"We'll check as soon as we get the chance to," said the man seriously. "You wanna try shaking these things for now?"

Stephen swallowed and nodded. "Right, uh…what's your name? I'm Stephen."

The man gave a tired grin. "Nice to meet you, Stephen. I'm Alan."

[carly404error]

YA'LL SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M MAKING UP THEORIES ABOUT A MINECRAFT SERVER WITH MY FRIENDS AND ALL THE LORE STARTS MAKING SENSE

This is a prompt for you to ask me about it

[itslilacokay]

pstt... uhm here's a drawing req..

ns?colorgang projecting period cramps into alexcrafter. the ultimate punishment

YOURE A GENIUS

the projecting is more intense this time around

[n0b0dy-yy]

My designs/takes for the users! Except Alexcraft- I forgot to do that one

(no, I don’t really HC programmer021 and DJ as the same persons-..)

! DO NOT REPOST !

Cursorssss:

(still experimental with those)

[i3utterflyeffect]

I would like to hear these thoughts you say you have about Alexcrafter?

OKAY this is probably insane but hear me out: alex is literally one of the few people who have ever seen ACTUAL LIVING STICK FIGURES outside of videos because uhhhhhh

this might have just been because alan didn't think anyone would pay that much attention during the pigstep fight (which is fair, the fight's sick as hell)

but they're all listed as like. fictional. completely fictional.

so my theory is that PEOPLE DON'T FUCKING KNOW THEY'RE REAL. as far as most people know it's just like real life; it's just a not-living animation.

i assume the animator wouldn't show any behind-the-scenes videos unlike Alan, but the only people who realizes that this is real is a few artists and animators...

The people who Alan messages about it...

And Alex.

Although now that i look at the messages from AVA 2 there's. extremely concerning implications to what 021 says.

ANYWAY. There is totally a possibility that the other mercs are convinced they're just keeping the peace because of this!!! an entrance into their world is a very very dangerous thing and i don't think yellow realized that. so if alan hadn't been there this could have been avoided but unfortunately there probably wasn't any way it'd turn out well if he didn't intervene

anyway thank you you just made me look up some stuff that made me think about this theory harder and originally it was just because it was funny but now i'm. hm. i'm considering this may be canon

[styck-figure]

I love going back and rewatching AVM and seeing little details. Alexcrafter's mouse is smaller than Alan's. King takes so long to write/paint/command block those little gifs. The individual fighting/parkour styles of the sticks being distinct and consistent. just !!! I love this series.

[sticktopia]

Spoilers for the latest Alan Becker actual short-

For those who have seen the short, you know that Second is using a Minecraft icon to fly right?

Well did y’all notice that they’re using Alexcrafter’s icon? How do I know it’s Alex crafter’s icon? Because it’s glowing white.

(Screenshot taken from AvM ep 30; “The King”)

And see here, the icon Second is holding also glowed white.

(Screenshot taken from “Too close to the sun- An actual short”)

So my question is, why are they using Alex’s icon? And how did they get it?

Thoughts?

[alan-in-the-outernet]

hrmm if it's not programmer021 i'm basically outta guesses lol. uh.... last guess, alexcrafter??

unrelatedly, i think alan in this au might at some point start to almost believe noogai. like you CAN'T technically prove you existed beforehand. last-thursday-ism and all. what if it was all constructed? denying it isn't really getting him anywhere, anyway...

Nope :3

I will say it is someone you know though...

But possibly.. if he's stuck too long... and the others don't save him before the doubts creep in... or if they're stopped from saving him..

[zetaeta87]

HI I HAVE BECOME A PART OF THE AVA/AVM FANDOM

i started reading fics on… halloween, impulse-signed up for nanowrimo, got way behind due to consuming so much ava fic you wouldn’t BELIEVE, finished nanowrimo a day early, plotted out the massive climax that i somehow didn’t write, dragged my sibling into the fandom, and i just finished making the family tree and figuring out the povs for the climax. (there are twenty-two characters including everyone from vic and alan to alexcrafter and gold to… five ocs, iirc.)

i’m hoping to have it edited and begin posting by january but with the rate i’m going i have no clue. sometimes the brain goes ‘oh you wanted to work on establishing the main character’s dynamic within the group? haha no. time to figure out the parallels between five characters and vic’s backstory which ends up becoming the basis for the backstory of two of them’

when i fall into fandoms i fall very hard.

oh and here’s some pixel art of the cg on a christmas wreath!! they are fun lil sillies

[kyleiskoool]

My Intro :P

Hey gang, I'm Kyle. I also go by P★LIN online.

My pronouns are He/Him. I'm Bisexual.

I'm Australian!

John Tartaglia's #1 fan :P

Some of my other socials are: Tiktok: palindromexreal AO3: palindromesarentreal YouTube: Kyle-6969

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Fandoms I'm in: - Musicals/ Theatre   • Avenue Q   • Heathers   • 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee   • Mean Girls   • Little Shop of Horrors   • Be More Chill   • Literally any and every musical: I will enjoy it - Pinocchio (Shrek/ GDT/ 1978/ Carlo Collodi... etc) - The Pals (DenisDaily/ SketchYT/ AlexCrafted/ SubZeroExtaByte / CorlHorl) - Flamingo + Friends (Kaden/ Jayingee/ Temprist...etc) - Commentary Youtube (Icebergs/ Danny Gonzalez/ Drew Gooden/ Kurtis Conner/ FunkyFrogBait/ Jarvis Johnson... etc) - Minecraft (Game and Youtubers) - Don't Hug Me I'm Scared - Rick and Morty - Spooky Month - South Park - Camp Camp - Fairly Odd Parents (Og + New wish) - Moral Orel - Lego Movie

-Peanuts/Dog Sees God + Probably many more!

I mostly do art and rambles :0

Irl I've done atleast 8 theatre productions as of September 2024 and I sing and act.

I love love love interacting with people! I don't usually reblog but I comment all the time! :D

Everything in my blog should be labeled with:

kylepxr art kylepxr yap kylepxr ideas kylepxr reblogs kylepxr sings

I'll probs come up with more as well so yah.

Enjoy my stupid blog!

[running2reanimation]

Greetings!

Welcome to my Animation VS fandom/ask sideblog! My name is Shace and I follow from @running2redemption! My pronouns are she/him!

I mostly write fics! And occasionally make quizzes! And very occasionally do bad art!

I accept in-character asks for ALL STICKS + HEROBRINE + MY OCS

I'm not an artist though, so most asks won't include art!

This is my masterpost of stuff that I made that I will update as I make it!

Masterpost

My OCs! - Mint (Green), Royal (Blue) and Aqua (Blue), as well as fankids Chestnut and Mahogany. The Minecraft Crew! - Teal, Indigo, Fern, and Sky King + verses

Headcanons

Main post - the main cast, regularly updated Alan and alexcrafter Some worldbuilding headcanons The Mercenaries

Fics

One Horrible Moment - Everything was working as it should. And that meant the boy would die. (A short blurb from the perspective of one of the workers at Booth 30 that day.) - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Formality - Striker was pretty sure this was actually yet another test from the enigmatic head of the Rocket Corporation. Inviting a bunch of mercenaries to dinner at the most expensive restaurant in Stick City could be nothing less than the ultimate test of his leadership abilities. -(Tumblr) - (Ao3)

KingDrabbles

Same - What was normal now? - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Home - The road home is paved with fire and brimstone. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Playthings - Stick figures are made of two things: violence... and love. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Amalgam - Flecks of Gold in a field of white. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Mornings - ...are for mourning. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Birthdays - Happy Birthday, King! - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Recording - This message will be saved for 7 days. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Mourning - Flowers and funerals. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Awaken - Reality is cruel. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Illness - Caring comes in many forms. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Interests - It's hard keeping track of them all - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Tired - There’s no rest for anyone, just moving on and on. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Wonder - What if... - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Progress - It's going to get better; it has to. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Sickness - Sometimes the caretaker needs care. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Forgiveness - It's over, isn't it? - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Mugs - Happy Father's Day, King! - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Anniversary - Grief is just love with nowhere to go. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Gone - ...fishing! - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Darkening - On a list of bad decisions, this might be one of the worst King ever made... /KingDark AU/ - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Scars - We all have them, it's just that not all of them are visible - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Alive

Primal - She wouldn’t Stop. The world had grown, changed, it was new and she still wanted to see what was next. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Logo - Why was he alive and they weren’t? What made him so different? Why was he so alone? - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Ballista - He woke up surrounded, stick figures on either side of him, guns in hand. He drew his sword and heard a scream that rocked his world. - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

helper - The stick waved out at his Creator, but He wasn't paying attention, instead typing something into the computer. And soon the stick learned why as he felt a sense of knowing wash over him. His name was "helper". - (Tumblr) - (Ao3)

Quizzes

Which Alan Becker Stick Figure Are You?

Which of Member of Rocket Corporation Are You?

Credit for my axolotl icons goes to @sketchshack!

[roseverdict]

Alexcrafter28 headcanons?

AKDJWODJWK I ALMOST FORGOR THIS WAS IN HERE WHOOPS I HOPE YOU LIKE RAMBLING

anyway!!! i can see basically anything being canon for alexcrafter, given the fact we only know them through their minecraft skin, but as far as how I like to write them-!

I like to envision Alexcrafter as a teenage girl (13/14-ish years old) named Alexis Hayward who bears a slight resemblance to Alex Minecraft. I gave her a single father (Stephen, who vaguely resembles in-game Steve because I have one braincell and it IS "The Bit") and twin baby sisters (Victoria "Vicki" and Veronica "Nicki," roughly 5/6 years old) for the Sti-Fi AU I really wanna get back into, and I got attached to these OCs so fast lmfao

Now, as far as Alexis goes, she's a fairly average teenager and big sister. She plays Minecraft and finds herself drawn to the infinite exploration of it, at school she eats lunches her dad packs her each morning, she helped with the occasional diaper-change when her sisters were still small enough to need it, and she's got a handful of friends at school.

She is also the kind of person who needs to take a hot minute to process the implications of Red and Orange popping up, vanishing, and borrowing her Minecraft icon, but by the time Red's back to return the icon, she's moved on to the "welp guess this is happening. at least they seem chill now that they're not visibly panicking?" stage of things.

I put her through The Apocalypse Horrors™ in the Sti-Fi AU, and this gives her a chance to sorta take charge of and prove herself as a capable caretaker for her sisters (and the digital refugees on her laptop) when her dad is unable to get home, at least until they find a trustworthy adult to team up with to stay alive. (i am making her run into DJ >:D)

When she's not activating the "fight" part of her "fight-or-flight" instincts out of necessity, though, she's not actually the kind of person to get into fights with people outside of video game PvP, and even then she's not really good at it if she has to focus on too many things at once. She'd much rather wander around and take in the sights of wherever-she-is. This has the potential to get her into trouble, especially when she's younger, and I even have a crack fic rattling around somewhere about an Alexis who's closer to 8 or 9 running into TDL post-Showdown and managing to somehow befriend/adopt/domesticate them lmao. Her self-preservation isn't always the greatest xD

I think, appearance-wise, I would have Alexis and her family all have a strong resemblance to one another. I actually tried making a ref for her a while back, and this ask made me go back and at least add some rough color to it so you can see what I mean when I say that the Haywards are sort of a middle ground between Alex Minecraft and Steve Minecraft's designs:

you can probably kinda tell that i hadn't drawn humans for a while lmfao

just imagine i drew nicki and vicki with matching pigtails of varying hair curliness akdjsodjais

Alexis is also a trans girl who was about to start on E right about the time the Sti-Fi AU rolls around, though the group of survivors she and the gang end up amassing are incredibly chill about gender, so she might wind up just having fun with it as puberty hits post-apocalypse and the lower range of her voice starts dropping as low or possibly even lower than her dad's lmfao. At least while E is unavailable.

i just HRMNG these are my beloved sillies. i've been fixated on turtles again recently but i just spent like an hour typing this up and rambling about alexis like a proud parent

[flowerbarrel-art]

*Lip smack* I can smell the new AvM short

(Maybe spoilers just in case)

Hehe, it was really fun! And I managed to wake up early for it.

I have to say I couldn’t build the racecourse like Yellow but considering how competitive everyone is I would want to be Yellow just zooming happily over the course. And he didn’t drop everyone in a pit this time!

And that comment:

“My theory is Alexcrafter returns”

Imagine if they were doing this on Alex’s computer. 😆

[itslilacokay]

hello uh i just wanna tell you what I imagined during the animation error which caused yellow to not get deleted in your NS?au!!!!

what I imagined is that when Alexcrafter found the stickfigs messing up his computer, they didn't attack him at first- rather they just ran, and tried to get away from him

yellow eventually runs to a different tab, aka files, and finds his own file. he gets all curious and starts toying around with it, which ultimately causes him to accidentally redirect the file to the outernets- which causes the file to disappear along with yellow himself.

anyways that's about it

(bonus; after the others realized yellow's file was missing, that's when they started attacking, hence believing Alex deleted him)

ok bye!!!!!

HJOKLY HSIT ?!??!?!?! OHY MY GOD HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLLY SHIY OLHSTYOL im stimmming

THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVE THIS THOUGHT YOU HAVE AUGUHGH

this is so coooll so cool so coolso cool

im considering this !

[styck-figure]

🍄Blue: What detail in the series that seems to be ignored or missed by the fandom or canon that you want to talk about?

Original ask game here

Hmm. Well, I'm not entirely sure. I think something I'd like to go more in-depth into is the idea of stick city and the fact that there was a town that had a lot of sticks that looked a lot like "Striker" but we never see any of it in previous or later scenes of the city. Only full head different colored sticks, for the most part. That's a little odd right?

Honestly I'd love more elaboration on Rocket-corp's whole thing. They seem to be making computers and monitors? Rocket is on both Dark's monitor and the monitor of the machine that killed Gold, right? What exactly do they do? Are they just a tech industry with their own purposes on the side?

...I think it'd be funny to talk a tiny bit about how Alan's cursor is now white with a thick black outline, since Showdown, after it was 'revived' when it had been a normal cursor (white with a thin outline) in AvA 1-3 and then black in AvA 4 when he used the keyboard shortcuts to get himself a new mouse. And the fact that his mouse is a little bigger than AlexCrafter's--was that a conscious choice to make the mouse bigger?

In Lush Caves, Red was actively trying to get away and Orange wasn't letting up. Red was running. I think it'd be nice if people incorporated that into Orange's character a little more. All the hollowheads escalate things fast and hard.

idk there's a LOT to talk about, there's so many little details. It's really cool to think about!!