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Como Nate havia se atrasado um pouco para encontrĂĄ-lo, Tommaso decidiu seguir atĂ© o salĂŁo de beleza de maneira despretensiosa. Alguns semideuses haviam acabado de deixar o espaço e o Beneviento estava propenso a se acomodar melhor nas cadeiras e começar a explicar o que queria fazer nos cabelos quando tudo aquilo aconteceu. Uma leve alteração do lado de fora, protestos que ele demorou um pouco para entender, como suas atendentes. AtĂ© que, atravĂ©s do espelho, garantiu que se tratava do pior: a figura de Nathaniel, chegando como o bom furacĂŁo que era, acusando algo sobre o cabelo dele. NĂŁo. O de Tommaso. Com toda a classe de quem estava particularmente acostumado a esse tipo de coisa, o filho de TĂąnatos pediu licença e sĂł teve tempo de jogar ao ar, para tentar abreviar os questionamentos de quem estava ali, sobre quem era aquela figura loira e enfurecida da qual se aproximou do lado de fora. "Ă meu namorado. SĂł um momento." EntĂŁo, diante de Nate, vendo outros semideuses adentrarem o espaço, Tommaso estreitou os olhos e tratou de puxar o amigo para um canto, pelo mesmo pulso onde o filho de Apolo ostentava pulseiras que combinavam com a sua. "O que 'tĂĄ acontecendo aqui? Eu estava te esperando atĂ© agora! O que deu em vocĂȘ, Soverall?"
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Can we talk about how Hardison was just straight up eating a bell pepper like it was an apple in âThe French Connection Jobâ?
I mean:
Pure chaos gremlin right here.
#leverage#eliot spencer#alec hardison#nathan ford#nate ford#sophie devereaux#the French connection job#is this how nana raised you hardison
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I still can't get over how Eliot and Hardison do their "secret" handshake- even though Eliot is miffed that Hardison ate his sandwhich.
I still can't get over how Parker calls Eliot "Sparky," and he's scared enough to rip open his apple- because he actually thinks Parker somehow got a razor blade in it.
I still can't get over how Eliot tells Hardison that he won't help him if he goes to far with "Ice Man," and when Hardison calls him out on it- Eliot blames Parker.
I still can't get over how Hardison comes to Eliot when he needs help brushing up on wine.
I still can't get over how Parker goes to Eliot when she's looking for something to love and he teaches her to love food.
I still can't get over how Parker is allowed to poke and push Eliot.
I still can't get over how Hardison riles Eliot up and it's just reflex for Eliot to say; "DAMNIT Hardison."
I can't get over how they became a little family all on their own.
#leverage#eliot spencer#parker#alec hardison#all those moments that hardison and parker got a way with#poking and prodding eliot#needing help to get out of a situation#learning about wine#learning to love food#she put a razor blade in that apple#but do you know what doesn't have a razor blade#this orange#the secret handshake even though eliot knows hardison ate his sandwhich#all those little moments#they made a family#i just-i just can't get over it#all those fluff and angst at thebsame time and I just#i connect with all three of them more than i can connect with nate and sophie#damnit hardison
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from appletv's instagram story
#i had. less than three hours of sleep and i nearly missed my connecting flight all to be home for the holidays so i missed This...#but that's on me! appletv caught ME slipping!#masters of the air#hbo war#behind the scenes#austin butler#callum turner#anthony boyle#nate mann#raff law#barry keoghan#josiah cross#branden cook#ncuti gatwa#(and god knows i was refreshing those insta pages the very brief moment i had data. AND YET!!!)#man this is so late. but the posts in the tag don't even have half the other guys. you Will see all the guys!
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Roy and Ted having such obvious favorites amongst the players is kind of funny but who do we think are Beard and Nateâs favorites
#coach squad#ted lasso#actually very very curious which players people think Nate in particular most connects with when coming back!!
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locking my favs together in a room they cant use their powers/abilities to escape out of just to see what happens
#alternate caption: nightmare blunt rotation#i think some of them would actually get along and be able to connect with each other tbh it'd be fine for the first few minutes#but then starscream would do/say something that pisses multiple people off#from there everything goes to absolute shit#not art#starscream#syzoth#ashrah#jay nakamura#hakuri sazanami#ada wong#wyll ravengard#nate richards
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truly the most "is he bothering you queen" moment i have seen ever in my life but saying that i do have to bring this up
florida panthers @ la kings (quebec city) | 10.5.24 (x)
bonus appreciative butt tappy despite the fact his d are guarddog-ing against a friend XD
#sergei bobrovsky#adam boqvist#nate schmidt#vladislav gavrikov#florida panthers#los angeles kings#2425#preseason#russian connections#but also former russian cbjs :(#they really were like passing ships in the night only knowing each other for such a short time and yet#countrymen bond still persists#but also boqy and nate not knowing this and being bobbys bodyguards is so funny to me#fan got a little too close to their rockstar#love bobby appreciative of the effort anyways gives boqy a butt tappy for the trouble#ohhhhhhh
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Is âGoonâ still ongoing? I freaking love that story and am curious if thereâll be more (whenever).
Yep! It's been giving me a real fight and I've scrapped the next chapter a few times now but I've still got a few more chapters in the works.
Hopefully the fast approaching hockey season is the inspiration I need to finish it up!
So glad you're enjoying it!
#theres been#like#so much going on in the hockey world#like truly devastating shit but then also#drai taking up like a fifth of the oilers cap space before they even get a mcjesus deal going#and swayman playing chicken with the bruins#and still no contract for sid (lol)#and the avs have belly on a pto right now!#it'll get there i think#i just need to see nate and drouin connect for a goal i think
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was thinking about leverage dnd classes and i think the obvious choice for sophie is bard, but i don't think that's quite right, because her whole thing is that she's NOT a very good actor. she's not an Artist, she's a grifter. i think one of the reasons why sophie struggles with acting is because then the goal is art/self-expression/a desire to communicate with and be seen by the world (something she has a whole crisis about) while the goal of grifting more readily aligns with her own (facilitating a con). like bards are ultimately a class that's about supporting/"inspiring" others through creative endeavors (getting stronger by improving your craft), while other charisma casters like warlocks are about power and ambition (getting stronger by selling your soul); but i think sophie's talents are closest to those of sorcerers, whose powers are more innate and something to be learned to be controlled. sophie's struggle isn't that she's not good enough at her job, but that maybe she's TOO good at it to the point she doesn't know who she is, and that her powers may in fact hurt others. if anything, she's a sorcerer carrying around a lute and charming her audience into clapping for her when her performance flops
#like i imagine (and this might be contradicted by canon) that a younger sophie went 'well i'm good at lying. i should be an actor!'#except that good acting requires you to tell the truth to some degree. yknow?#i think sophie's one of the last characters i'm still calibrating but i'm getting there#anyways the character that's closest to a bard is in fact hardison because his motivation is to connect with others and belong#which is part of the contradiction at the heart of the bard class! unfortunately he is also just a wizard.#no subclasses or multiclassing here we're all about the CORE CHARACTER DILEMMA here#parker's a rogue (balancing independence and the need for a team)#hardison's a wizard (need to always get better at your Thing in case you are Not Good Enough)#eliot's a barbarian (wrestling with and learning to control/harness your innate power)#nate's a cleric (subclass: ex-catholic) (crisis of faith/morality. struggle with temptation. etc.)#leverage lb#sophie devereaux#leverageposting
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Look Iâm not saying I can match everyone in the coven with members of the Leverage crewâŠ. But yeah I definitely can. And itâs not even a stretch. (The relationships donât cross though.)
Agatha âĄïž Nate
The reluctant leader
Brings the team together
Knows everyoneâs skills and brings out their best
Holds information back
The One With the Plan
Secretly cares about everyoneâs wellbeing, will absolutely not show it (except when they do)
Dead son and has a lot of unresolved feelings about it
Lilia âĄïž Sophie
Emotional center of the group
Teaches everyone how to deal with their feelings
Most experienced and takes the craft most seriously
Starts the show with a bad performance but quickly shows her real skills
A little kooky/dramatic/weird but absolutely on top of her shit
Does not suffer fools
A little scary underneath it all
Alice âĄïž Elliot
The Protector
Family Trauma TM
Constantly guilt tripping themselves
Also pretty emotionally in tune, once they look at their shit
Takes their role very seriously but tries not to show it too much
Former cop/military, left for unspecified reasons
Jen âĄïž Hardison
Creates stuff out of random but specific shit
Constantly saving the group
Most versatile knowledge & knowledge is their strength
Becomes more confident in their skills as time goes on
Under appreciated tbh
Rio âĄïž Parker
You bet your ass I saved the best for last
Insane TM, but also misunderstood (what is she??)
Somethingâs wrong with that girl
Will stab you without thought or remorse
Has something to stab with on her person at all times
Appears out of nowhere
Probably the most powerful of them all, given a little time
Drives everyone else crazy in one way or another
Weird and specific interests
Nobody ever knows whatâs going on in her head, donât try, just go with it
Will growl/bark/make random noises at you and act like itâs normal
Bonus: Teen âĄïž Brianna
Baby queer
Are we⊠the bad guys?
Excited to be there tbh
Smart as hell and very good but still learning
Everyone else is at least a little parental toward them
⊠you see what I mean. Did I miss anything obvious??
#listen if I can make a Leverage connection I will those are the rules#leverage#Agatha all along#Nate ford#sophie devereaux#elliot spencer#alec hardison#Parker#agatha harkness#lilia calderu#alice wu gulliver#Jennifer kale#Rio Vidal#teen#yes we all probably know his name no Iâm not saying it#itâs kinda scary how much they match up#varying queer levels aside#season 2 the coven pulls off a heist??
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Com o toque em seu queixo, Tommaso roçou de leve a barba rala e praticamente imperceptĂvel por ser alguns tons mais clara que seus prĂłprios cabelos, contra o dĂgito de Nate, na rĂ©plica da carĂcia que recebia. Em seguida, abandonou um beijo rĂĄpido na lateral da mĂŁo do mais novo, mordiscando-a levemente tambĂ©m enquanto contemplava as feiçÔes confusas dele. Adoraria saber responder com precisĂŁo Ă quele questionamento, mas na mente anuviada do Beneviento, pouca coisa era possĂvel de ser vista com clareza, principalmente quando estava sendo constantemente assombrado pelos apagĂ”es repentinos e pelas sombras que estavam começando a ocupar aquele quarto quando estava se agitando demais. "Para qualquer lugar. Eu diria a ItĂĄlia, mas minha mĂŁe e meus parentes nĂŁo me deixariam viver em paz lĂĄ." Soprou um novo riso, mesmo que sem humor, ao constatar aquilo. Sem contar com o fato de que sua mĂŁe provavelmente tornaria-se obcecada por um filho de Apolo com poderes tĂŁo extravagantes quanto Nate... Mas sĂł atĂ© o momento em que descobrisse que ele e Tommaso, de alguma maneira, eram mais do que amigos. Naquele caso, Angela realmente poderia perder as estribeiras facilmente: a ideia de partilhar o filho, o trofĂ©u, sua cobaia principal, era praticamente inaceitĂĄvel. "EntĂŁo... Sei lĂĄ. Qualquer lugar onde eu nĂŁo corra o risco de ver vocĂȘ ou outras pessoas importantes pra mim morrendo por terem sido engolidas por uma fenda." Suspirou com certo pesar, movendo-se com cuidado na cama para poder alcançar o maço de cigarros na mesa ao lado. Vazio. Merda. "Espanha, talvez? França? Ou Marrocos, se quisermos nos aventurar um pouco mais." Brincou, usando da mĂŁo que estivera nos cabelos dele, para alcançar-lhe a nuca e afagĂĄ-lo na regiĂŁo agora. "Eu sei que eu ficaria bem em qualquer lugar se viesse comigo, por isso perguntei, mas tambĂ©m entenderia se me dissesse que nĂŁo."
Soverall nunca imaginou que o chalĂ© de TĂąnatos se tornaria seu maior lugar de conforto. A ferida que nunca se fecha no lĂĄbio inferior ainda dĂłi, o cansaço reclama em diferentes partes de seu corpo â efeitos da maldição que nĂŁo conseguiu se livrar. No entanto, com o toque suave dos dedos de Tommaso passando por seus cabelos, tem a impressĂŁo que nada fora daquele chalĂ© poderia afetĂĄ-los enquanto permanecessem ali, como se estivessem protegidos por um feitiço que se quebraria no instante em que eles se separassem. Mesmo que aquele momento fosse motivado por circunstĂąncias maiores, era bom sentir que as coisas finalmente estavam bem entre eles, e Nathaniel nĂŁo queria quebrar o encanto que mantinha a Ășnica coisa certa no lugar. Mas, como jĂĄ devia esperar, ele se quebra mesmo assim. Quando algo sai de harmonia de repente, ele ergue o olhar atĂ© Tommaso, que parece tĂŁo distante nos prĂłprios pensamentos que sente vontade de puxĂĄ-lo de volta. A ponta dos dedos alcança o queixo logo acima, o toque sutilmente conduzindo-o de volta. O jeito que ele falava lhe soava como uma despedida. Era basicamente a confissĂŁo que Tommaso pretendia abandonĂĄ-lo assim que ele virasse as costas. âClaro que eu vouâ A resposta Ă© firme e imediata, o cenho franzido e um ar ofendido na confusĂŁo em seu rosto. âIr embora pra onde?â
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âheâs one of the guys who kept me from falling all the way down. now iâm asking the other oneâ PLEASE đ sobbing
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just met someone at work from nova scotia who talked with me about nate (and sid) and said how much their small little province is so proud of those boys and that any time she watches hockey now especially the avs sheâll think of me đ„Čđ„Č
#to have this older woman come into our smaller firm in this small town and meet me a huge nate fan is crazy#the connections ugh#anyways#in my law firm era
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"I'm glad you found a family." -Amiee
"W-what... those guys?" -Eliot sputtering
Yes, Eliot. Those guys. The very same guys who you couldn't walk away from. The same guys who get on your nerves- but for some reason you protect. Those guys who have you wrapped around their fingers. Who remind you that your smarter than you think.
Those guys as in;
Nate who needs protecting from himself.
Sophie who needs protecting from her past.
Hardison who needs protecting from his mind.
Parker who needs protecting from the monsters she's lived through but are still around.
You, Eliot- you big teddy bear- decided they were worth it. So you stayed for them. You sir, stayed because they needed you.
Those guys are your family.
#leverage#eliot spencer#parker#alec hardison#sophie devereaux#nate ford#family#that's his family#they needed him and he stayed#one show no encores my butt#that man stayed#he stayed for them#to protect them#and he has the audacity to think they aren't his family even in season 1#yeah right#nobody stays around unless they feel connected to a person
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the way the vets from nicks rookie era talk about him is extremely important to me
#rookie nick#need a tag for these fic characterization tidbits lol#also finally figured out its nate thompson who was that one ny player that was on rhony and they were showing off his hockey butt#and his missing teeth#like im connecting the dots in ways nobody cares about#they couldnt even give me a niche fandom pop culture hockey podcast
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Glitch into the Hufflverse Chapter 12: Curiousity Killed the Cat
Read Swapboys | Read Crystalâs AUs | Read CKTC | Read The Magnificent Series | Read Glitched Mind
Read SITCV | Read SATCV | GITHV Masterpost
The 5 of them fall into a well decorated dark parlor- shelves of the wall lined with trinkets and crystal balls and big heavy tomes. Thereâs a sitting area made of plush chairs and ornate tables. It almost looks like the place you get your fortune read. But they arenât alone.
Before them stands a tan skinned man in a pinkish shirt and vest, black hair slicked back and red eyes. Heâs holding an ornate crystal ball scepter in his hand, the end held by what looks like dragonâs claws. Heâs dressed like a magician almost.
And next to him⊠floating and glitching ever so slightly, is a brown haired man in all black. His neck is slit, dripping blood. He has black sclera with green and blue glowing irises. Both him and the red clad man blink at them in confusion. Then, the glitch that shares Altâs face gives them a wide fanged grin.
âWell- isnât this iÌ”nÌ”tÌŽeÌŽr̶eÌŽsÌ·tÌžiÌ·nÌŽgÌ”?â
The other man makes a face, ââŠyou all are dripping water on my carpetâŠâ
Jackie scrambles to his feet first, looking at the glitching man with narrowed eyes. ââŠAnti.â Itâs not a question. He knows for sure. This guy is the closest Anti to his that heâs seen yet. Butâthat grin. Heâs seen smiles like that before, and he doesnât like that this guy has one. It sends chills along his skin.
âAnti?â Schneep repeats. The staticâthe tone of voiceâhis instincts are immediately screaming danger. As he gets up, he reaches behind his back and grabs his scissors, keeping them hidden. Huh? Wait a secondâthese two in the room. Thereâs something strange about their souls. Something he canât quite place.
JJ looks up in confusion. Where are they? Some sort of parlor? Looks like a magic place if heâs ever seen one. He looks down at himself and gasps as he sees that part of his chest is still glowing blue and translucent. Itâs a bit more disturbing to him in human form, so he quickly takes off the bracelet and stuffs it in his pocket, reverting back to full human.
Alt gasps at seeing Antiâs face and glitches back, ripping his bracelet off so he appears back in his clothes, dry. He looks a bit scared at first-seeing that grin.
Bro hurries to his feet and takes off his bracelet- appearing back in his sleeveless super suit. He stands in front of the others and bares his teeth, glaring at the two men.
Anti laughs, grinning wide, âAh so you all know me! Glad my reputation precedes me~â
âAnti- the hell is happening?â The other man says with a dry expression. âWas this your idea of a prank? Call me in for a discussion only to glitch in your other figments soaking wet and⊠the hell is wrong with them?â
âNope, Smokey-â
âI really wish you wouldnât call me that-â
âDonât know what the fuck is going on but I wanna find out!â Anti laughs and glitches to be on front of everyone, floating in the air like someone lounging on a bed, hands tucked under his chin. âYou arenât my egos- youâre all⊠messed up. Different universes I guess? Figures- Jackâs fans are never fucking satisfied are they?â
âThe fuck are you talking about?â Jackie mutters. âFigments? Egos? Jackâs fans?â Heâs confused as all hell, but seeing the others take off their bracelets and get their clothes back, he does the same. Once his hoodie reappears on him he checks the pocketâyep, somehow his staff is still inside. Heâs not going to question it. His gaze darts around, counting the exits.
"ohhh you don't know do you~?" Anti grins even bigger, "Oh... that'll make this so much more fun~"
JJ frowns. Messed up? Thatâs not very kind, is it? Jackie nudges him. He gets the feeling this Anti doesnât care about kindness.
Anti laughs at JJ and shakes his head, "I'm just saying the truth! You all are all mixed up from how you're supposed to be."
Schneep pulls off his bracelet as well, even appearing back in his sweater⊠but not his coat- weird. âWho are you, then, if this is Anti?â He asks, turning to the stranger in the room. âSome sort of⊠magician?â Heâs only vaguely guessing based on the power he senses in the manâs soul.
The other man scoffs and then bows to the others, "The name is Phantom, gentleman. Pleasure to meet you all~"
âPhantomâŠ?â Jackie repeats, eyes narrowing. Heâs heard that name before. His Jameson once mentioned him as an old friend who lives in America. And he doesnât trust anyone who his Jameson would refer to that way.
Phantom then straightens and rotates his staff in-between his fingers. "Well Anti... I am quite disappointed our discussion was interrupted but I have a feeling a deal with me is uh- not the thing on your mind now."
Anti grins more and glitches around to look at everyone, invading their space and studying them. He tries to lift up Alt's arm and Alt glitches back with wide eyes. "D-Don't touch me!" Anti's eyes widen and he laughs madly, "Ohhh you're like me~?"
JJ steps in front of Alt, blocking him off from Anti. A blue shield flickers into place. He glances around the room. Time to go, I think!
âProbably for the best!â Schneep agrees. âDoor?â
âThis way!â Jackie grabs Schneep and heads for the roomâs door.
Anti blinks in surprise at Jamesonâs magic but then grins wide and laughs, âoh not so fast! You fucks ainât going nowhere~!â He snaps and a red null sign appears in front of the door in a glitch and sends those going for it flying back. âWe need to get to know each other, gentlemen~! Iâm so curious about your stories!â
Alt is panicking a bit, staring at Anti with wide eyes. The way this guy is talking is freaking him the fuck out-
"What the fuck?!" Jackie shouts, getting back to his feet quickly. He pulls out the staff, quickly snapping it to its full length. "Let us go you bitch!"
Schneep gets up and walks towards the door, feeling out what's blocked it.
âAnti, please donât destroy my shop.â Phantom sighs. Behind the two of them seems to be a curtained off area, presumably towards the back of the shop.
Bro tries to stand in front of the others and gets into a fighting stance, eyes glowing blue silver. âFuck off, bitch! We donât want to be around a fucker like you!â
JJ's head also snaps to the door. Shit! There has to be some other way out of here! He rushes for the curtained area, gesturing for the others to follow him.
Alt grabs Bro and quickly glitches after JJ. Bro shouts as he's pulled but starts to run with them. Jackie pulls Schneep after the others.
"Hey! That area is off limits!" Phantom shouts.
The area behind the curtain is definitely a backroom area- not nearly as decorated and full of cleaning supplies and a private room of sorts. Tons of doors line the hallway and a fire exit is near the back.
JJâs head turns on a swivel. There! He points to the fire exit. The group runs towards it.
"Don't just yell at them, demon bitch!" Anti laughs, "Help me out! Don't tell me you're not curious too~â
Phantom is silent for a moment before he sighs and then whips out his cane. Red smoke starts to dart after the boys, filling up the hallway as they run.
As the smoke curls around them, a sultry song-like voice whispers in their ears that they should stay. What are you afraid of, gentleman? Let's stay and chat~ you're jumping to conclusions a bit fast aren't you?
JJ coughs in surprise, trying to cover his mouth with his shirt. But as he hears the voice, he slows a bit. Maybe⊠maybe theyâre wrong? This is a different world. They shouldnât make assumptions.
Jackie also slows. He glances back towards Anti and Phantom. Is this a mistake? After all, his own Anti acts scary a lot. He shouldnât judge this one on being a little creepy. And did he really hear Jameson mention Phantom, or is he making that up?
âWhat the fuck are you all doing?!â Schneep shouts as he feels everyone slow and stop. âThe man sending weird smoke everywhere is not someone to listen to!â He can feel that smoke against his skin. It reminds him of that SCLERA place. He pushes Jackie, trying to get him to move again.
Alt and Bro slow and Bro blinks sleepily against the smoke, a red glint appearing in his eyes as he stops. "..m-maybe we're assuming too much..."
Alt grip at his head, trying to blink back the smoke. "..s-something's not right here..."
âAre you all fucking insane?!â Schneep shouts as he hears Alt and Bro say that shit. âYes something is not rightâheâs probably fucking drugging us again!â He surges to the front of the group, grabbing Bro and Alt and trying to pull them towards the exit.
Anti glitches over and floats about the others, giggling. "C'mon gents! Don't be lil bitches- I Just wanna chat~! Like- learn where you're frommm and why you're the way you areee? That wont be so bad, right?"
JJ looks back at Anti, tilting his head, frowning vaguely. He doesnât like the way heâs saying it, but⊠maybe heâs right, maybe talking wouldnât be so bad?
âDonât call me a bitch,â Jackie mumbles, shaking his head dazedly. Why does he feel so odd?
Phantom walks out to block the others from leaving, watching them curiously.
Schneep glares in Phantomâs direction. He pulls out his scissors. âGet the fuck out of the way or I swear I will cut you out of the way!â
Phantom giggles and pushes the scissors back with his cane. "Is that so? You don't scare me, Henrik... don't know where this surge of courage came from, but I'm sure it's short-lived."
"Nah Nah Phan- they look like ours but they're not at all! I feel it- outside creatorsâ spheres here. Completely different creators actually-" He flips on his stomach in the air and grins hungrily. "Which makes them even more fascinating. If you don't mind actually Phantom. I think I'll keep them all~ or... maybe just the weird Henrik and- bizzaro me. Coward me-"
"Hey! Lay off of him!" Bro growls, snapping a bit out of the smoke.
"The fuck are you talking about?" Jackie mutters, a sort of dreadful curiosity filling his chest. "Creators? Likeâwhat, God? Is God real in this universe?"
Phantom chuckles, "I am interested in the magic I feel here... maybe I could take the Jameson?" The smoke seems to wrap around JJ, like a gentle tendril caressing him around the shoulders. "Don't that sound fun, Jameson~?"
JJ shivers slightly, waving a hand through the smoke. Anxiety shoots through his heart, briefly shaking him out of this, and he conjures up a faint shield, like brittle ice.
Schneep is starting to panic. He's not sure what's happening but he can tell that this is a bad situation they're caught in. And so, he acts desperatelyâthrowing his scissors right at this Phantom.
Phantom yells and grips at his shoulder as the scissors sink in. He staggers back against the door.
"Alright! That settles it! I like your spunk~!" Anti giggles and goes to grab Schneep by the wrist. "Yer coming with me~"
Glitches start to build up around him and Alt notices this and yells out, "NO!" And glitches over to try to catch them- then the 3 of them disappear in a flurry of glitches.
âALT!â Bro yells, trying to reach them, but heâs not fast enough. Phantom giggles and Bro glares over at him. Fuck⊠they took Schneep and his brother!
JJ staggers back, shocked at everything that just happened, staring at the spot where they all disappeared.
Jackie cries out. He lunges for Anti and Schneep as well, but he's too slow. He staggers to a stop. Panic has broken through the soft haze of the smoke and he spins to Phantom, eyes alight. "Youâyou're working with this Anti, aren't you?" His grip tightens on his staff and he lunges forward, grabbing Phantom by the shirt. "Where did they go? Where did he take them?!"
Phantom holds up his hands and grins, "Oh me? No. We were supposed to have a civil discussion about a possible alliance- but then you all showed up. So... I have no idea where they went or what he wants to do with them. He's far more... chaotic then I am." His expression falls to something more neutral and cold as he cocks his head at Jackie, his eyes glowing red. "So, Jackieboy. I suggest you let me go unless you want me to erase that tiny brain of yours."
Jackie growls, but lets go. He doesn't know if Phantom is telling the truth, but he believes the threat, and isn't too keen on getting his mind fucked again.
We must find them! JJ says. There has to be a way to track them down somehowâ Then he suddenly gasps and hits his forehead. I know tracking spells! I could have tracked them down in the previous world! Stupid, stupid! He shakes his head. But my best tracking spells need something of the person's.
Jackie glances back at Phantom. "I meanâSchneep did just throw his scissors at him."
âOh- so youâre a proper magician are you, Mr. Jackson?â Phantom practically purrs, stalking closer. âIf you all are so desperate to find your friends⊠I can be of assistance.â
"Noooononono, we're not that desperate," Jackie says, standing in front of JJ protectively. "I know your type. We are never gonna be that desperate."
âW-We still have Schneepâs coat dont we?â Bro says quietly.
JJ opens up the bag hanging from his shoulder, looking inside. He nods, pulling out a lump of wet, black fabric and then quickly putting it back. His cape is in there, too, but the coat is more important. He whispers the command under his voice, eyes glowing blue. A whispy trail of blue magic appears.
âCome now Jackie letâs be reasonableâŠâ Phantom coos. The smoke starts to curl around their feet again. âYou all are in an unfamiliar place⊠clearly out of your depths. You need someone who understands what youâre dealing with⊠and I can be that.â
Bro tries to grab onto Jackie and JJ and pull them back, towards the front parlor again.
JJâs spell seems to work for a second⊠but then it glitches and disappears before it can get too far. They might not be in a place thatâs detectable.
Jameson's eyes widen. Jackie notices the trail disappear. "That's not good, is it?" he mutters.
No, JJ says. The last time tracking spells didn't work, the person I was looking for was in a strange pocket dimension.
"Well... fuck. I hope that's not the case now." Jackie frowns. He looks back at Phantom, acknowledging his words. "Uhâno. Fuck off, and no." He lets Bro pull him back towards the parlor. JJ does as well. Jackie lowers his voice and whispers to Bro. "I think we should get out fast, he's probably not gonna like our reactions."
Bro nods, gripping a bit harder on JJ.
Phantomâs eyes narrow and he bares his teeth. âFine. Then, weâll do this the hard way.â He points his scepter at them and tries to wrap up JJ in his smoke- the red tendril becoming surprisingly solid.
JJ yelps as the smoke twists around him, feeling himself yanked forward. "JJ!" Jackie shouts, grabbing him and trying to pull him back with Bro's help. Bro grabs on too and together they try to fight against the pull of the smoke. And the hold snaps and JJ starts to fall back against his friends.
Phantomâs eyes light up with red and he blasts a big red cloud of smoke- so thick and powerful it separates the others away from each other, blasting Jackie and Bro away.
He then slinks towards JJ, going to grab his arms from behind and yank them down and he sings sweetly in his ear. âNow now Jameson⊠letâs talk⊠Iâm not your enemy. I want to help you find your potential~! I can make you stronger than youâve ever been before.â He brings his arm out and moves to touch his palm. JJ feels a surge of energy within him. The smoke sings siren songs in his ears. Phantom has the answers, the way to make him stronger. He just needs to listenâŠ
âJJ!â Bro tries to shout through the smoke, trying to brush it away. Why is it hard to hear stuff now too? Itâs like- strange music is filling his ears. âJ-Jackie!â
JJ struggles against Phantom's hold--at first. But the longer the song plays, the more he starts to relax. Find his potential...? Make him stronger? Maybe... maybe if he was stronger, he'd be able to protect his friends better. Maybe... if he listened... Phantom really could help? His eyes glaze over a bit as he tilts his head, listening to what Phantom says.
"Jameson!" Jackie shouts, getting to his feet. "Jameson!" He rushes forwardâthis is just smoke, right?! He can get through it!
The smoke is easy to get through sure, but it keeps trying to force Jackie and Bro back, keeping them away. âJameson!! D-Donât listen!!â Bro cries out.
"F-fuck!" Jackie stumbles back. Is this smoke alive?! "Jameson! Jameson!"
âThatâs it⊠good⊠I can help, Jameson⊠I can fulfill all your dreams⊠I can see them. You want to get home to your Marvin, donât you? Just stick with me and we can get you homeâŠâ Phantom sings. A piece of paper unfurls in front of JJ and a feather pen appears next to it. The smoke whispers he should sign.
JJ starts to reach out... then hesitates. This--this doesn't feel right. There are faint alarm bells ringing in his mind, muffled, but there. He... shouldn't do this, should he? He... shouldn't... it's... hard to think through the fog... this fog. He doesn't like it. Yet his hand starts moving again against his will. Noâno he doesn't want this! But the song is so sweet. So enticing.
But⊠thereâs something else underneath the siren song. A⊠a feeling that is familiar but foreign all at once. A spark- something he can grab to help him get free. Heâs not going to let himself be controlled anymore, right? This is his way to fight back. This burning hot ball of magic welling inside him- coming to his aid.
Yes--that magic. It's the only way out of this! He closes his eyes and reaches down for it, grabbing hold of that spark of magic and bringing it up to the surfaceâ
A bolt of red magic shoots from his hands, tearing through the paper.
This momentarily wounds Phantom as he cries out in pain and lets Jameson go, falling to his knees. âW-What the hell?!â
The red bolt of magic shoots through the fog, nearly hitting Jackie and Bro and sails through the curtained area, crashing into a window in the front parlor. The smoke clears a bit- making it easier to see the shapes of JJ and Phantom in the smoke.
"Jameson!" Jackie shouts, trying to run forward again, reaching forward.
JJ looks towards the shout. Yesâthey have to get out of here! Andâand they have to make sure that this Phantom can't follow them. Maybeâmaybe he can stop him. He has to stop him. As JJ rushes for Jackie and Bro through the smoke, he spins around and sends out a spray of red magic, sharp like shards of ice.
Phantom doesnât even have the chance to get up before some of the ice shards shred into his arm and hand, making him crash to the floor.
Bro rushes forward to grab JJ and Jackie then rushes them towards the front parlor again- muttering to himself âgotta run run run run-!â
They burst through the now unblocked front entry and out in the street. And nearly run into two very familiar faces-
A green blue shield gets put in front of them to stop them from colliding. And the boys see a green haired man in a red jumpsuit with blue boots and gloves and a magician in a white cat mask, half his hair green and the rest of his long wavy brown hair pulled up into a ponytail.
ââŠwhat the fuck?!â The red clad hero gasps. The magician just stares with wide eyes, dumbfounded.
Jackie starts to shout in surprise, but the sound won't come out. What theâthis manâhe looks like him, butâthis is the first version of him he'd seen who looks likeâlike a hero. The ground beneath him feels like it's tilting.
Bro gasps slightly at seeing them too- then looks briefly at Jackie.
JJ looks at the two of them with wide eyes. He glances back at the shop they'd come from, then back at these guys. Hi? he signs. Who are you?? He knows who they are. But still.
The hero blinks slowly- caught staring at his double and the magician coughs and then nudges him in the side. The hero straightens up, âoh uh- i'm Jackieboy Man! And this is is uh-â
âMarvin the Magnificent,â The magician smiles shyly. He drops his shield and looks at the lingering smoke coming from Phantomâs parlor. âGuessing you were about to be lured in by that bitch huh?â
JJ laughs drily and shakes his head. No, but he gave it his best shot.
âY-Yeah we heard this crash on patrol and came to check it out! Course it was fucking Phantom again.â Jackieboy says, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. He then eyes the the others again and points between them. ââŠwhoâre you guys? Cuz⊠you look like⊠people we know.â
"R-rightâof course we do," Jackie says. "Uhâyeahâw-we probably do. Uh. This is gonna sound insane. Butâwe probably... are you and your friends. But from another universe."
Jackieboy and Marvinâs eyes widen.
ââŠt-thatâs insane.â Jackieboy stammers.
ââŠnot entirely? I mean⊠Iâve read and heard theories but-â Marvin tries to argue.
âTheories are different!! Theories are not standing here in front of us also looking like Jack!â Jackieboy screeches, pointing his hands at their direction. âH-How do you know that youâre not just⊠new egos Jack made that think youâre from another universe?â
âJack canât do that right now, Jackie!â
âShush up! It makes more sense than whatever the hell is happening here!!â
âUh⊠Iâm very lost-â Bro says.
"What the fuck do you mean egos?" Jackie asks. "That crazy Anti back there called us the same thing! And what does this have to do with Jack? What kind of weird fucking bullshit goes on with your world's Jack?"
Marvin stiffens a bit. ââŠA-Anti was here..?â
âY-Yeah he took our friends away!â Bro says. âDunno know why but- we need to find them!â
Would it help if we told you our names? JJ asks.
"Right, yeah." Jackie nods. "I'm Jackie. Jackie Parker. And this is Chase Brody and Jameson Jackson."
Bro waves a bit at his name.
Is your Jack okay? JJ asks, concerned.
Marvin and Jackieboy look even more freaked out at hearing their names.
Finally Marvin says, âL-Letâs get out of the open⊠then we can explain.â
"Explanations would be appreciated," Jackie mutters.
âHideout?â Jackieboy asks.
Marvin shakes his head, âNo we⊠letâs go to Chaseâs office-â he eyes Bro, âH-Heâs gonna wanna see this⊠plus Anti wonât look there right away⊠hopefully.â
Let's go quickly, then, JJ says.
Marvin waves his hands in a quick motion and everyone glows green before disappearing in a wave of colored smoke.
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Alt and Schneep land on the dirty ground of a dingy room, floor and walls made of metal. TVs and monitors of all different sizes are stacked up in the corners, wires littering the ground in jumbled messes. Some of the TVs buzz with static but most are turned off. One monitor is actually hooked up to a computer- a computer at a desk playing videos of a YouTuber with a really loud yell and Irish accent. A green and black chair sits in front of it and a pair of headphones sits on the desk.
Anti just floats in the air, laughing, âDamn! That was a rush! Ha! Hadnât had this much excitement in a while~!â
Alt shudders as he looks around the room- god⊠this reminds him of his old apartmentâŠ
Schneep gets to his feet carefully, taking note of all the wires on the ground. He hears static and the video playingâhe turns towards the computer and frowns. Are those some of Jack's old videos? Is he a YouTuber in this world, too?
He quickly grabs his cane and starts feeling things out, mapping out the tripping hazards caused by the wires and the placement of the junk in the corners. This Anti probably isn't going to leave them alone for long, he has to get his bearings while he can. "Alt?" he calls. "Are you alright?"
âY-Yeah Iâm fine-â Alt mutters, glitching to his feet.
Anti watches Schneep in amusement. âWow Doc- you sure are taking being teleported to a pocket dimension in stride. Figured youâd be shitting your pants, considering youâre blind as a bat.â
Schneep rolls his eyes. "How crude of you," he mutters.
âHey! leave him alone!â Alt shouts.
Anti grins and glitches to be in front of Alt, âOh! Pussy me wants to speak up? Never thought Iâd see someone with my face whoâs such a fucking coward-â
âI-Iâm not-â Alt stammers, narrowing his eyes as they flash green.
âCouldnât fool me, pipsqueak.â
"Alt, he is trying to get under your skin," Schneep says, grabbing onto Alt's arm. "Do not let him. We have to get out of here." He backs away again, searching for the door to this room. There has to be one. Butâas he checks the fourth wall, he doesn't find any sign of one. No indent in the wall or difference of material. His eyes widen slightly. Is thereâno door at all? Anti said this was a pocket dimensionâit wouldn't need a door, or any entrance, would it? Fuck. Fuck.
Alt yelps a bit as heâs grabbed- letting Schneep lead him around. He seems to realize their problem at the same time. ââŠshitâŠâ
Anti giggles and goes to sit down on the highest point of his TV pile. âYou guys are so naive itâs almost adorable! If you want I could make you a place to run through. Like a couple of trapped rats~ mmmm Iâll save that as an option for if you bore me.â
âW-What do you want with us?â Alt growls.
âWell- didnât wanna deal with you necessarily, pussy me-â
âMy name is Alt!â Alt bites back. Anti repeats what he said in a mocking tone. Then- the lights in room change red and Anti appears in front of Alt and grabs him by the shirt. His eyes are pitch black with white pinpricks of light within. âI donât get a flying fuck what you are, kid. You are nothing compared to me.â
Schneep shivers slightly. He's really not liking this Anti. He's bringing up bad memoriesâif he was a bit less smug and a bit more spiteful, he'd be just like the Anti he dealt with in his own world. But he can't show how much he's getting to him.
Alt trembles in Antiâs grip before thereâs the sound of a snap and Alt is dropped. Then in a blink itâs like none of that happened. Except for Antiâs smug smirk. âAnyhoo- I wanted to see what managed to crack the doctor so much that he became a glitch. That takes a lot of fuckery~â
Schneep's eyes widen as he feels his stomach drop. "E-excuse me? I'm a what? IâI know that the jumping I do can be called glitching, butâI-I am not a 'glitch'. I am a human!"
Alt looks at Schneep with wide eyes too.
Anti shrugs. âSoâs your buddy. Yer both glitches though. Either means you can glitch yourself or youâre a glitch from your world- something that has broken the boundaries that were set in place for you. You broke those, somehow, Schneeple. I wanna know how~â
"IâI-Iâ" Schneep shakes his head slowly. "Jack told me that there wasâwas something different with my soul since theâbutâI-I don't know what... could have... caused it..." He trails off as a couple pieces fall into place. The Nightmare. The difference had appeared after he'd been rescued from the Nightmare pocket dimension. Butâthat still didn't explain how. Other souls had been trapped in that realm of fear before, surely if they all became glitches that would have been recorded somewhere. Why would he be different? His grip tightens on Alt's arm.
Anti grins, âI think youâre lying, Henrik. You have some inkling donât you?â He giggles.
Alt goes to hold onto Schneepâs hand and pulls them back. âL-leave him aloneâŠ!â
"I-Iâlook, it would mean nothing to you," Schneep stammers out. "I don't know if I am right, a-and I don't know how it happened. All I know is that when I woke up, I could do thingsâthough it took me time to figure out how." He squeezes Alt's hand. "Why do you even want to know? Just curiousity?" He narrows his eyes. "I do not believe that is all."
Anti laughs and shakes his head, âCuriosity, sure thatâs a factor. But, you got that keen mind that my Schneep has it seems~!â He glitches in front of Schneep and Alt, grinning from ear to ear. Alt tries to push Schneep behind him. âIâve had this⊠experiment Iâve tried. Didnât really pan out that well. But- Iâm wondering howâd well it will work if someone was already a glitch.â
Schneep, in turn, tries pushing Alt behind him the moment he hears the world experiment. "What have you done?" he mutters. "What are you planning to do?" He pulls out his scissors againâa new pair, unstained by blood. He has to protect Alt. This Anti seems to be underestimating him, maybe Alt can strike back when he least expects it. But he can't do that if he gets hurt. BesidesâAlt has already been through so much. Especially in the last world. He doesn't want him to get hurt further.
Alt shudders and does hide behind Schneep now, feeling like he canât breathe.
Anti laughs madly, the static behind him on the screens increasing to a fever pitch. âI found a fun new way to make some puppets! Puppets who are just as sane as me~! Know how to have as much fun as me⊠have as much potential as me. Especially if theyâre already breaking rules like you are, Henrik~â
"You do not seem all that sane to me," Schneep mutters, trying to hide his instinctual fear at the sound of the static. "And trust me, I would know. I've met someone just as mad as you are, though in a different way. He was not able to break me. I am not scared of you." He raises his scissors defensively. "Stay away from us."
âThereâs only so much sanity you can have in a world like this⊠connected to the mind of the person who made you. Forbidden to leave- forbidden to change. Static to their whims.â Anti giggles. âSo- I make my fun where I can~!â He only gets closer, grabbing the scissors and holding them against his neck wound. âI donât want you to be scared of me, Schneep~! I want you to join me.â
Schneeps eyes widen slightly. What is heâ
He yanks the scissors from Schneepâs grip then tries to slash at his arm.
And then Anti moves, fast, impossibly fast, and Schneep shrieks as the blades of his own weapon slash across his arm. He staggers backwards, other arm extended protectively over Alt as his other one bends, pressed close to his chest. "Y-you really are insane!" he gasps out. "I will never join you!" He backs up, pushing Alt back. "Is there somewhere you can glitch to safety?" he whispers to him.
Alt trembles, knowing heâs not the target but feeling his heart pumping fast in panic. He tries to concentrate and then gasps out to Schneep, âI-I canât⊠I canât glitch out of this room- I-Iâm cut off!â
Anti laughs madly and tries to grab Schneep to drag him away. âYour bond is cute and all but letâs get to the main event!â
As soon as Anti grabs onto him, Schneep spins around and whacks him in the side of the head with his cane. "Get your fucking hands off me!"
âOw! Jesus Christ! what are you, an old man?!â Anti grumbles.
âS-Schneep see if you can get out of here!â Alt calls.
âOh no you donât-!â Anti bites as he tries to grab Schneep again.
Schneep's body starts to fizzle with its strange slashing glitchesâbut Anti moves fast, holding onto him and breaking Schneep's concentration. Schneep yelps and immediately starts to struggle, putting all his effort into the fight, kicking and headbutting wildly.
âJust calm down Henrik⊠itâs all gonna be okay~â Anti says- ignoring the kicking and dodging his head. But, he does make Anti wince slightly. He grabs the arm that he slashed through and digs his claws in, pushing his glitches into Schneepâs skin through the opening. It feels awful- painful and burning and invading every inch of his body. Usually Anti eases his victims into this with hypnosis but hard to do that with a blind guy. Would his power give him sight back? Hm⊠heâs so curious to find out.
Schneep screamsâhe can't help it, it hurts, agony like fire in his bloodstream.
âHenrik!â Alt screams as Schneep does, wanting to run and help but Anti shoots out a hand and sends him flying back before he can. Alt knocks into a couple monitors in an electric heap.
The glitches are swarming across Schneepâs skin, rising up his neck and gathering around his mind. Sinking in and starting to rewrite things. He wants to fight for Anti- he wants to cause pain and destruction and chaos. Heâs spent so long being the victim- now heâll make others suffer the way he has. Itâs only fair- itâs what heâs hungry for.
"N-no!" Schneep gasps out. "N-nein, Ich werde nichtâ" He shakes his head, trying to fight back the violent impulses. But--isn't it right? Isn't there something fun about hacking and slashing indiscriminately? Doesn't part of him want that? "No!" he shrieks. "Let meâL-letâL-lass mich gehen! Bitte!" His eyes dart around randomly as he struggles, irises going back and forth.
He's been hurt so much, wouldn't it be good to be on the other side for once? Wouldn't it be exciting? Wouldn't it be what he craves? He shakes slightly, trying to remind himself that this isn't right at allâhe doesn't want to beâto beâwhat doesn't he want to be? He can'târememberâThe bloodlust is almost overwhelming, the need for destruction and chaos. A strange, mad laugh escapes his throat, but he screams and tries to push it back down. "R-run," he gasps out. "Run, run, râ" Another laugh, the scleras of his eyes turning black and then filling in with static. The white noiseâit's in his bloodâand it feels good. Like lightning in his veins.
Anti laughs and letâs go of Schneep, letting him fall to the ground. âHow you feeling, Hen~?â He grins, kneeling down next to him. âReady to go a little crazy?â
Schneep twitches on the floor. He laughs again, a strange, unhinged sound that doesn't sound right coming out of his mouth. He pushes himself up, arms trembling slightly. The scleras of his eyes are all static, occasionally fuzzing into his glowing turquoise irises. Black lines and bars fizzle around him. "Y-yes," he breathes. "Y-yes, I want toâI-I want toâ" Another laugh. He's not looking directly at Anti, darting eyes still unseeing. But he reaches a hand out and the air sharpens for a moment, like the second before lightning strikes, and the electricity bounces off the surroundings, giving him a perfect awareness of where everything is.
âWoah!â Anti glitches back as the electricity bounces around but then he grins. âAinât that handy?â
Alt staggers and pushes himself up and then gasps as he sees Schneep, âH-HenâŠ?â He whispers in fear, trembling so hard itâs hard to get back to his feet. âW-what did you do to him?!â
Anti just laughs, âI got him on my side! Now heâll wanna have some fun, right, Schneep? Why donât you show pussy me just how much you can have?â
âS-Schneep d-donât-!â Alt voice cracks, âY-you gotta wake up! You gotta fight this!â
Schneep gets to his feet, staggering a little, giggling. "Of c-course Anti," he says. And suddenly he leaps over to Alt, stopping right in front of him. He grabs onto Alt's upper arms, nails digging into his skin. "C-come on, Alt. L-let's have f-fun together." He grins manically and tries to shove him to the ground.
Alt yells out in surprise and doesnât even think to glitch away before heâs shoved to the ground. He grits his teeth and glitches back up, staring Schneep down. âI-I donât want to fight you, Schneep!
"B-but why not? That would be so great!" Schneep laughs. He grabs his scissors again and lunges forward, slashing with the blades open.
Alt yelps as he tries to dodge and gets cut across his cheek. He stumbles back and holds it, glitching in distress. âBecause youâre my friend! A-And this isnât you!â
"I think th-this is more me th-than anything!" Schneep laughs. He leaps forward again, grabbing onto one of Alt's arms. "C-cannot friends fight each other sometimes? I-it's not as f-fun if you do not f-fight back." He grins and slashes again.
Alt struggles as heâs grabbed, âH-Henrik stop!â He just manages to glitch out of the way of the next slash and growls out, âIâm not gonna fight my blind friend! I donât wanna hurt you!â
âMmm love the drama here~â Anti giggles, sitting back on top of his TV perch. âYou gonna let him look down on you like that, Schneeple?â
"I am worthy of a fight!" Schneep says, the smile fading from his face for the first time. "Y-you said that beforeâboth of you, wh-when you came to my home. Do you not remember? H-here, I can remind you!" He leaps closer, aiming to tackle Alt to the ground.
âNo Schneep thatâs not what I-!â Alt tries to stammer out before heâs tackled painfully to the floor. He growls and his eyes spark with magic as he bites out. âFine! Y-You wanna fight so bad? Iâll knock some fucking sense into you!â He tries to grab Schneepâs arm so he can shock him.
Schneep tenses, feeling the energy gather beneath Alt's skinâand then he leaps back again, out of Alt's reach. He laughs. "Yes! Yes! Do it! T-together!" He leaps forward again, driving the point of the scissors down.
Alt quickly tries to glitch up to his feet and tries to hold out a hand to make a shield but Schneep is too fast and stabs into his hand. Alt screams out and glitches away, clutching his hand. He bares his teeth in rage and then twitches his head to the right- causing some of the CRV TVs in Antiâs pile to get caught in his magic and then sail to throw Schneep off balance in a flurry of parts.
Schneep managesâincrediblyâto dodge a couple of the screens but then one hits him square in the stomach, knocking the breath out of him and pushing him to the ground. He's stunned for a moment, and then laughs, pushing the TV to the side. "Exzellent!" he shouts. He picks up one of the loose wires from the floor and leaps behind Alt, pulling the wire around his neck from behind.
Alt doesnât expect Schneep to get back up so quickly after that- so he doesnât even see the wire coming until itâs around his neck. Then, he panics. Grabbing at the wire as his past flashes before his eyes- those thugs- the rope- the metal bar. The feeling of his neck being sliced open as he glitched for the first time. He chokes and scrambles to try to pull the wire away, eyes blown wide in fear.
Schneep laughs... but that laugher slowly fades. He can't see Alt's face, but he can feel the desperation in his movements. Desperation beyond just the struggle. Wait. No, this... isn't how he expected this to go. His grip on the wire loosens, allowing Alt to breathe. "A-Alt...?" he whispers.
Alt gasps for breath and then shoves his way away as best he can before he falls to his knees, trembling too much to keep upright. He lost his mask to the last world- so now he holds a hand over his neck scar and heaves in fear, hardly able to breathe.
Anti is quiet, watching this with muted interest.
"...Alt?" Schneep says again. He crouches down next to him, concern breaking through the static-filled eyes. "It... a-are you not... Wh-what happened? Is... things... fine?"
For a long beat Alt canât look at Schneep, he canât do anything but try his best to breathe. Eventually, He chokes on a quiet sob. ââŠm-my neck- d-donât⊠donât do that a-again⊠please-â
"O...okay..." Schneep whispers. "I-I am... s-sorry." He backs away slowly. "This... this i-isn't f-fun anymore. I... n-not like... th-that..."
Anti glitches back down, expression neutral. ââŠyou still care about this one, huh?â He asks Schneep.
Schneep turns towards Anti again and blinks in surprise. "I-I-I... it's not..." For some reason, he feels a bit wary. Why? This is out of nowhere, isn't it? "It... is not... l-like that. I... just..." His eyes instinctively flick back in Alt's direction, though he remains facing Anti.
Alt shudders and tries to scoot away from the both of them, unable to stop his shaking, even as everything in him tells him to stop. Stop and run, stop and fight. But he canât.
âNah nah I hear it in your voice. InterestingâŠâ Anti muses. He lashes out and grabs Alt by the neck and the smaller glitch gasps and struggles to pry himself free. âHm⊠I can probably use this⊠but how..?â He grins at Alt, âShould I use you to keep olâ Schneep in line? Seems like he doesnât want you getting too hurt.â Alt just rasps out a terrified squeak as he desperately kicks and claws at Antiâs hand.
Schneep cries out. He reaches forward--but for some reason, can't get too close to Anti. "N-no, A-Anti, you d-do not need to hurt him, IâI-I don't understandâThisâthis isn't f-fun--"
âRelax Schneep. Iâll make this fun again~!â Anti giggles, âIâm just making sure we can all go on our fun adventure together~!â He then brings Alt to his face and growls low, âWithout you getting in mÌ·Ì
ÍyÌ”ÌÌč ÌŽÌÌČwÌŽÍÍaÌ”ÌÍy.âAlt tries to speak but Anti grabs his hand- the one with the scissor wound and plunges his fingers in there. Alt screams-
The electronics in the room start to fizzle and flicker as Anti laughs and dissolves into static and pixels. Alt falls to his knees, retching as blood falls from one of his eyes and his glitches become darker and more red. He coughs up blackish blood as the sclera on his right eye turns black. He shakily feels the scar on his neck spilt open like itâs a fresh wound. At first Alt is still panicking, not sure what to do or how to act and then-
His panic stops. His breathing evens- the electronics stop flaring. And Alt giggles. He shakily pushes himself up and trips over himself slightly before wiping the blood off his face and smirking. âHeh⊠now we can have some f̶ÌÌœuÌžÌÌ°nÌŽÍ Ì«.â
Schneep staggers back at first, watching, his newfound joy for chaos warring with his concern for Alt. He half-reaches out, but doesn't move beyond that.
But then Alt gets up again. Andâit's Anti, too. He can sense their souls, one on top of the other. He blinks... then grins. "W-we can have some fun?" He laughs, the static in his eyes eating at the edge of his irises. "W-we can go have some fun? Oh yes, yes! C-can we go now? Can we go now, A-Anti?" He laughs again. They're both going to love this, he just knows it!
Alt laughs a bit more and looks down at his hands. He seems a bit unstable, "Oof- gotta get used to being more physical... jesus he really is human, huh?" Then he grins at Schneep and giggles, "Yes, Schneeple~ Let's go find your other friends and have some more fun, hm?" He goes to grab Schneep and with a snap of his fingers- the two of them disappear in a flurry of glitches.
#GITHV#glitch into the huffleverse#GITHV CKTC#alt anti#bro fantastic#the jaunty jackson#inverted Jackie#stitched Schneep#glitched mind#CKTC#the magnificent series#phantom!nate#antisepticeye#marvin the magnificent#Jackieboy man#it was SO FUN to write an outsiders perspective of the CKTC world!!#and really connect the pieces between my like own huffleverse canon :)#this is stuff reallkyyy old fans of mine will recognize!!
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