#darksepticeye

[astraldoesart]

“Oh how the plot thickens.” The Mer hummed, a smirk gracing his face. Red and blue eyes watched his fellow Mer swim away, that hat being wrung between anxious and unsure hands. The Mer pulled his gaze away from Chase’s retreating form as he heard the manic giggle. His favorite Mer swam from behind the corals, those bright green eyes settling on Dark’s form. “Isn’t that Chase Brody?” Anti questioned, “Ex-husband to our favorite rule-breaking Brody?” Anti twisted his tail around Dark, looking up at the larger of the two with a grin decorating his face. His white canines flashing as he mentioned Stacy. He did rather enjoy teaching her a valuable lesson as to why she shouldn’t cross Dark. The black haired Mer looked down at Anti, quirking a brow at how satisfied the Mer seemed to be. “That it was. Looks like you have an assistant.” Dark confirmed. Anti’s expression turned sour, as if pouting as he stared after the space that Chase had taken up in front of Dark. His brows furrowed as he scowled. “An assistant? I don’t need one of those!” He childishly exclaimed, unraveling himself from around Dark. “Don’t pout. It's unbecoming of you.” Dark chastised. “I’ll unbecome my hands around your throat!” Anti huffed, his head frills flaring out in anger. “Is that a threat or a promise?” Dark taunted, turning away from the angered Mer. Dark was also so calm. Much calmer than his unhinged ally and partner-in-crime. His taunt seemed to amuse Anti, the green scaled Mer cackling, swimming beside the black-scaled Mer. The two let their tails almost brush against one another, a more favorable sign of just how far their partnership went. “Did the almighty and scary Dark just crack a joke?” Anti mocked. “That is for you to decide, Glitch Bitch.” Dark commented. Their banter was an easy one. It almost seemed out of place after what they planned to put Chase through. Well, “they”. Anti much preferred his part of the plan. The violent warning and teacher to those who broke the rules of Dark’s deals. This was their relationship and neither would change it for the world. Not Anti, not Dark. 

[fankayart]

Day 21 : Swap

A swap of the boys ♡ switching it up! Darksepticeye and Antiplier

(This is also a redraw! The old one is on my Insta but I’ll put it on my story for you guys to check it out quickly :D)

[dantiincorrectquotes]

Random Guy: Did it hurt?

Anti: Did what hurt?

Random guy: When you fell from heaven?

Dark: *wraps an arm around Anti*

No, because I was there to catch him.

[lildevyl]

Swap!AU Sneak Peak

Okay, so I’m having a little Writer’s Block on how to start this piece!  But I want to write something that goes with this AU for @weirdmixofweirdness Live Stream and yes, I know I’m putting pressure on myself with me only having two weeks to write it!  But I want to do it!  So, please don’t @ me with that!  Instead, feel free to @ me with any kinds of advice on dialog!  I completely suck at that and can use all the help I can get!

Okay, enough of my rambling that’s not what you came to here to read!  On with the show

Enjoy the Story!

@10th-no-name-person and @thebluehearted  Sorry, for the teaser, but here the Boss Villain is revealed!

@huffletrax, Hey Lou! If this is something that your not interested in, please let me know and I’ll tag ya for another series!

I can’t breathe!  It hurts so much!  Even now as I lie here and I’m going to die, my thoughts go to you, but why?  Why am I thinking of you?  I was never your favorite, was I?  Oh, now I see these   .   .   .   are my memories of when we first met.  I’ll admit, I was so arrogant, I actually thought there must’ve been some kind of a mistake!  How could you be my Creator?  You weren’t strong, you didn’t know what you were doing, didn’t know how to use your Creator Power.  But boy, was I wrong!  You were strong, just in a different way.  Your strength came from your spirit, your heart, your compassion, your empathy, your kindness towards others.

When I first came to Septic City, I thought I was invincible, that I was the one that could do no wrong.  I got sick of the Corruption, having to play by the rules, having to be the “Good Guy” All the time.  So, when one of the gangs wanted to start a war, I decided to take action.  I rounded them all up, all arrogant, cocky, reckless, not even caring what happens.  Then I was face to face with the gang’s Boss.  He was outright to kill me too.  But that’s not what happened, instead, I wound up killing him.  I was so confused.  I felt bad for killing him, glad that stopped him, relieved that he would no longer be around.  But this was not what a Superhero did.  I didn’t know what to think!  I came to you, late at night, bloodshot eyes, tear-stained face, you let me cry in private.  Telling you what had happened, wore a hole in your floor from my constant pacing.

You listened, you didn’t judge me, not once, didn’t kick me out or had me fade.  Instead, you took me in, held me, and told about some heroes who did kill.  They do it if they have too.  If it was a,  you or them, situation.  Where you will have to kill because there’s no other choice.  Deadpool, the Punisher, the heroes who did kill, the Antiheroes, the fans called them.  Anti-Hero.  I really liked that!

Then you made me brothers.  Jackie, who became my sidekick in fighting crime.  The one that I finally realized that I had to change my outlook, what I thought a Hero should be.  Jameson Jackson, the Magician.  The one that came about because you wanted to branch out, try something new, instead of just video games.  And the fans loved him!  Chase, again because you wanted to do something different, but at the same time, all those “Doctor Games” were the inspiration for him.  You wanted to make sure that I was well taken care of and Chase was the perfect fit.  Henrik, the eccentric Ego, but I soon started to like his outlook on life.  Always trying to find a theory and whether or not it was true.  Experimenting became his thing with his friend MatPat.  And then came Marvin.  You wanted to do something special for Halloween, and you loved the old-time movies.  But neither you nor I knew that Dark would show up.  Putting doubt in me and the Community,  maybe even you.

I failed them.  I failed them all!

I failed Jackie.  I couldn’t stop Dark from taking him.  Corrupting him.  Making him think that the Community had forgotten him, replace him.  I failed Henrik.  I should have been there.  I could’ve stopped him, could’ve stopped Dark from kidnapping Henrik.   I could’ve stopped MatPat from becoming Matmare and I could’ve stopped Henrik from ever paying the ultimate price in escaping Dark’s clutches.  I could’ve saved Marvin.   I could’ve stopped Dark from ever trying to puppet him.  From making the Community think that he was ever a puppet!  I could’ve saved them all!  But I was reckless, impatient, needing to prove that I am the Hero that you made me, to be.  That I am Septic City’s Anti-Hero.

Maybe, it’s a good thing that I failed, because now.  Now, Sean, you can make the right hero.  Now, Sean, you can make a better Ego.  A better Anti-Hero.  A better Superhero.  One that you and the others need and the one that the City depressedly needs.  I’m so sorry Sean.  I failed you.  I failed to be the Hero, you wanted me to be.  The Ego, you created me to be.  Maybe now, you finally have a chance to make a new one, and start again.  Make a new Hero Ego, a better hero, then me.  Save them, save my brothers and the City.

Sean   .   .   .   I’m - so   .   .   .  Sorry   .   .   .  That I  .   .   .  Failed   .   .    .   You.

(Sean’s Apartment)

“Aaahhhh!”  Sean screamed holding his chest.  Pain.  Sheer white-hot pain just coursed through him.  That only happens if one of the Egos is in trouble!  Sean closes his eyes, he can sense everyone.  Everyone but Anti.  Oh, God what did Anti get himself into this time?

“Sean?”  Evelyn called bursting through the door. “Are you alright?”

“No. Anti’s in trouble.”

Evelyn didn’t know what to do.  She was so new to the whole Ego thing, but Anti needed Sean’s help.  It was very rare that he ever called out especially to Sean, but Anti was one of her favorite Egos next to Jameson.  Anti might not know it but he is one of Sean’s favorites as well.  

Evelyn sat down across from Sean, and put her hands on his and concentrated on Septic City and focused all of her energy on finding Anti.

‘Anti, if you're out there.  Hang in there!  You’re still one of Sean’s favorites!  Please don’t leave us!  Don’t leave your brothers!  Don’t leave Sean!  We still love you!’

Sean sat Indian style constraining on Anti.  He needed his help, Sean just hoped and prayed that he wasn’t too late!

‘Connect with me!  Please, Anti.  Please connect with me.  I don't want to lose you. ANTONIO!’

(Dark’s Mansion)

Jackie woke not remembering a thing.  Head pounding, lights blinding, and the room began to spin.  It took Jackie a moment or two to get his bearings.  When he did though, that was when he noticed this wasn’t his room.  The walls were painted maroon, the silk sheets were a soft grey, the currents blocking out the sun were a heavy charcoal grey.  Oh, yeah he was not at the Septic House anymore!  But where was he?  The last thing Jackie remembered was the interview that he, Anti, and Game Girl were doing live.  He doesn’t remember anything after that.

The door clicked and swung open, grabbing Jackie’s attention, and instantly froze upon seeing who it was.  “Ah, I see that ̧͡you'̵r͘͟͢e awake.”

Jackie’s breath caught in his throat.  No, no, no, no!  This can’t be happening!  Jackie was in the house, staring at the Dark Ego, which caused all of this!  The one that kept going after Sean!  Trying to get rid of him!  Get rid of Anti!  Of him! All of them!  Not even thinking twice of actions, Jackie lunged forward.  Grabbing a feather and using what Anti taught him, morphed into a feather shape dagger. And went to stab this son of a bitch!

DarkSepticeye just sidestepped Jackie and grabbed his wrist with ease.  Twisting it and his entire arm, forcing Jackie to drop the dagger.  Jackie tried to punch, slap, anything with his free hand.  Only for Dark to easily grab that one too.  Jackie struggled with all his might to get DarkSepticeye to let go.  But to no avail.  He just gripped him tighter, waiting until Jackie tire himself out.

“Is that a͟ny̵̴͠wa̸y̴ to thank the E͜͝go̵͏̕ that s̸͝҉av̕͡ed ͞ y̸̷o̸͞u̕r l̛í̵f̸e?̛͘͜”  DarkSepticeye asked.

Jackie stopped struggling.  Save his life?  “What?”

“So, you d͟҉o̕͜͞n͡'t know?  Typical that ḩé͞ would keep̶͡ ş͘͡om͞e͘͟͝t͟h̷̶͞ing͠ like this from y̶͡͡o͞u͟,”  DarkSepticeye said

“What do you mean?  Who kept what from me?”  Jackie asked despite himself.  He knew not to trust DarkSepticeye.  Not to trust what this - this Ego has to say!  But Jackie couldn’t help himself.  What was being kept from him?  What did Dark mean that he saved Jackie’s life?

“Oh, Jackie,” Dark said in an almost sympathetic way and let go of his hands.  “You were fading, my friend.”

Fading?!  Fading?  FADING?!  No!  NO!  NO!!!  That - that can’t be true!  He’s still here!  The Community still believed in him?  Didn’t they?  Sean still cared about him!  Right?  Anti, wouldn’t keep that from him!  He wouldn’t!  NO!  Not Anti!  He - he  .  .  .

“I’m afraid, what your ę̶͠x̧͏p̴̧ȩ̸͟riȩ̕n̸ç̷̵e is, what we all E̛͡g҉͝o͞s̡̀͞ go through.  It’s called D̕͢e̢͜͡n͝ia҉̡l̵, Jackie.  But yes, you were f̧͞a̵̛d̛in̸̨͡g͘͞.̶”

Jackie furiously shook his head.  “No!  No, no, no!  No, that’s impossible!  Anti - he  .   .  . would have told me!  The - the Community still believes in me!  And Sean!  Sean - he - he s-still  .   .   .”

“If you don’t bę͡l̶̀͞i̵̶e̵̸̷ve̶̡҉  me, Jackie.  Feel f̷̡ŗ̀͝ee to look for y̶o҉͘u̢҉̡ŗ̀͜s̵eĺ̕f.̧͘͝”

Against his better judgment, Jackie did just that.  Grabbing the laptop that appeared out of nowhere and heading to the desk.  Jackie opened up the laptop and scoured the internet.  On several social media, the Community posted several, fanfictions, stories, fan art, theories, and fan comics all of Anti-Hero and Game Girl.  He checked Septic City in Egopocalpse and just like the Community. 

News stories, articles, videos, vines, and even YouTube Videos were popping up everywhere.  But only with Anti-Hero and Game Girl and some of the Egos, that Jackie once called brothers.  How could this have happened?  Anti told Jackie when he first started training him that he was one of the Community’s favorite but now?

“H-how did this h-happened?”  Jackie managed to choke out.

“It appeared that Àn̸͘t͝i-̷͡He̵̢͞ro was the C͏̧̨o҉͢mmu̕͝ni̶ţ͘͠y’̀ś͠͝ favorite aĺ͝l ͏̨̨t̶̛͠his͞ tim̷e̸̷. He just d̢id̸n̡͢’t want to share the s̡͢pot̕͏lí̸gḩ̷̡t nor did he want the g̢ui̶l̵͢t͏̸ a҉ņ͟͡d ̵sha̸̡m̷͢e of you f̧͟͜adi̵̸ng being on his c͏̡͘ơn̷̷͝sc̸̀͠iou̧͘s.̷”

Jackie just sat there staring at nothing.  His brain refused to comprehend what was going on.  He felt so numb.  Was Dark right?  Was Jackie really not their favorite anymore?  Was he ever their favorite?

“Oh, don’t waste your tears, J҉a͝ck̀͜҉i͝e̷̡͘.  I can heĺ̷p ̛͝y̵͠ou̢͟ get back at them.  Get back at Sean.  Get back at Anti.  Get back at t̸he ͘̕̕Ć̵o͠m̷͞͠m̛̀̕u̷͜n̴̕i҉ty,̢͝”  DarkSepticeye extended his hand.  “Fo̶҉ŗ҉ ̵̨́a ̵͡pr̴͠҉ice̷̸͜.̡”

Tagging:  @weirdmixofweirdness, @a-humble-narcissus, @juju-on-that-yeet, @m4delin, @marshmallowmischief, @dolphintreasureart, @reverseblackholeofwords, @dezzydynamite, @nightfuryobsessed

[haazeycoffee-archive]

Hehe swap aus are fun

[abyssanyon]

Antisepticeye but as Dark. Darksepticeye? Snazzy Anti in a suit? Yes

Inspired again by this cool edit + the darksepticeye edit too (this turned out to look way different though aaa) (2/2, 1st one was the antiplier/anti!dark drawing)

bonus 

[cartooninsomnia]

Egoswap AU designs sketch

Can you tell my style is horribly inconsistent?

[thecabbagecrow]

I am LIVING for this AU and those expressions!

[nan-edits]

Des - DSE- Darksepticeye

Another fusion character of mine, meet Des who is technically a fusion of 6 with Anti, Dark (demon/manor), Roen (OC), Jack, Celine, and Damien. Anti Ro and Dark usually have the reins but Ro doesn’t show up much physically so often he can end up looking like this, and he does still wear the suit but normally without a tie, jacket open, few buttons undone, y’know- casual. I also have a few edits of Des-Anti and Des-Dark which I’ll be posting

[electra-fab-cap]

Do you like my new anime OC’s???

[dantiincorrectquotes]

This is the new account of @Danti.Incorrect.Quotes because I'm not able to log in anymore because I forgot the email of that account.

Idc if you believe it or not, at least I know what I'm doing. I will copy-paste the in incorrect quotes from my past account on here.

[pandoraborn]

DAY ELEVEN PSYCH 101 || defiance. ||

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“Again!” 

It’s Alphie who’s giving the orders this time. They’re trying to buzz harder than before, pushing themselves as hard as they can. They can stick limbs out of the carriage without much comment other than ‘don’t do that’, so they’re wanting to see how far they can actually push. They don’t trust the beings outside the carriage, there’s something far too inhuman about them, and this forest is winding on a little too long.

Erin and Neb both push against the wall, with Erin straining to use his powers. It’s obvious it’s starting to take a toll on him, he’s panting and out of breath. Alphie almost wants to stop to give Erin a break, but they’re all starting to sweat. The three of them haven’t used their powers this much before, and escaping really is proving to be more trouble than it’s worth, almost.

“Come on!” Neb encourages. She pats Erin on the back before going back to pushing against the wall. The carriage wobbles on two wheels before righting itself again, and the horse whinnies in pain again. When the carriage stops, and the driver starts yelling, the trio scramble back to their places, trying to appear innocent. The driver peeks back through the small window, glaring furiously at them. 

“You lot are more trouble than you’re worth. I’ve half a mind to kill you all right here and right now, but I wouldn’t want to disappoint my client. Stop trying to hurt my horse!”

“Maybe you hit a pothole,” Neb suggests, pushing her hair out of her face. “This is a dirt road, filled with holes.”

“I’m watching you in particular, witch. If you hurt my horse again, I’m going to make your friends watch as I squeeze the life out of you.” The driver slams the window shut, and the carriage starts moving forward again.

“Oh no, not the hug of death,” Alphie quips before they can stop themself. It starts a chain reaction, with Neb snorting, followed by Erin, before the three of them are giggling uncontrollably. It’s such a stupid scenario, where the three of them are imprisoned in a carriage going god knows where, but some things can’t help but be ridiculously funny.

The laughter dies almost immediately after when a voice from one of the travelers pipes up. “We’re there. Cian should be waiting for us ahead, he said he has the perfect place to store them.”

Erin blinks in confusion. That name doesn’t sound familiar at all, he doesn’t recall ever meeting a Cian before. Before he can say anything, Alphie’s poking an arm out of the carriage and waving. At least, Erin can see the up-and-down movement of Alphie’s shoulder.

“Sorry to be a bother,” Alphie starts, pulling their arm back in. “Who is Cian?”

“Little human, Cian is our lord. You’ll get to know him soon enough.” There’s a fondness in the woman’s voice as she speaks. It sounds too much like reverence for any of this to be comfortable. “He is the one who arranged for all of this, and for what reasons, we don’t know. We just obey.”

“So, you’re a cult, then.” Neb mutters.

“Watch your tongue, witch!” There’s a sound that sounds like a smack against the outside of the carriage. “Show respect for your betters!”

“He’s not my ‘better’ if I don’t know who he is.” Neb lets out a growl before sliding back against the wall. She’d attempt escape again, but she’s exhausted, as are the other two.

They travel in silence for a little longer, trying to regain their strength. When Erin raises a hand to signal he’s ready to try again, the carriage comes to a stop. There’s distant conversation, before the back end of the carriage disappears completely. Instead of a locked hatch, there’s a man in a modern suit standing there. He...looks vaguely like Jacksepticeye.

“Hello,” he says. That single word drips with contempt. “You three are exactly like I thought you’d be: the comic relief, and therefore, useless. I trust I will have no more trouble from you three from here on out.”

“Are you Cian?” Alphie asks. “We wanted-”

Cian slaps them across the face, hard. Following that, he grabs them by the collar of their shirt and pulls them forward. “I am not these idiots carting you around. You will not speak to me, you will not use your powers against me, and do not think for a second I won’t apply my own brand of torture. Are we clear?”

Cian lets Alphie go when he sees three equally terrified looks. “Good. Now, follow me. I have more suitable arrangements for you.” He turns and walks away from the carriage, hearing the three scramble out and rushing to follow him. He leads them inside a building. The building resembles a weird mix of medieval and modern aesthetics, in some weird blend of a timeless look. There are candle lit chandeliers, filing cabinets, and other various oddities. 

It’s not until Cian leads them to a cell, complete with an iron door, that they realize they’re probably somewhere else entirely. It’s also at this point they notice Cian is wearing gloves.

“You’re not hu-” Erin starts to shout, but Cian shoves them all inside, slamming the door shut. The sound of a deadbolt clicks into place, followed by the sound of footsteps leading away. 

“Guys, I don’t think we’re on Earth anymore.” Erin whispers.

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[lildevyl]

Untitled.Exe, Chapter 2: Everythings Going To Plan

Summary:  Jackieboy Man never made it out of the building before it collapsed.  Now, Anti and his teammates work tirelessly to get Jackie out!  Only to find out that Jackie has disappeared!  Meanwhile, DarkSepticeye watches gleefully as Anti-Hero makes a fool of himself.  Jackie is his now.

TW:  Building on fire, Mention of being trapped, Kidnapping, Implied being drugged, Zalgo Text.

Guest Starring:  @10th-no-name-person as Dr. Trinity Jade/10th, @pixlpit as Visual Effects, @weirdmixofweirdness as Nora Weird.

Chapters: 1

AO3 here

"Chief!"  Trinity cried.  "Jackieboy's still in there!"

And to their horror, just as Anti-Hero, Visual Effects, Jameson the Glamorous and Marvin McLoughlin have arrived.  Willows Garden Medical Center collapsed right in front of them.  With Jackieboy Man trapped inside!  No! No, no, no, no! Jackie!

"Get the Fire Rescue Team in here!"  Chief hollered.

Anti-Hero rushed to the nearest fire truck, undid the hose, hooked it up and went to every possible spot within seconds the fire was completely out. Marvin rewound time, to have the bricks start to go back up but he can only go so far back.  Jameson used his magic to levity the brick into neat piles and transported the piles to the nearest construction site.  When it was all clear, the heroes made their way in and went straight to work.

Everyone searched for Jackie but there was no trace of him!  He was just gone, vanished!  But that was impossible!  Dr. Jade yelled that Jackie was still in the building, right?  Come to think of it, did Trinity say that Jackie was still in the building?  Anti will worry about that later, right now, they have to find Jackie!  But where to start?

Marvin rewound time to point that they were all in the building during the time of the fire and when Jackie came to the rescue.  JJ had used his magic to help keep the illusion going, because with Marvin.  He can rewind time, but as soon as the part of the where he was, was over.  Time went back to its normal pace. With JJ, he was able to keep the illusion and with Visual Effects, they were able to see a hologram of what might transpire.

They saw Jackie crashed through the fourth-floor window and darted up the stairs.  Removing the debris that blocked the door and went in.  All of them followed after Halogram Jackie.  On the fifth-floor, everyone watched in horror as a beam came down would have fallen right on Dr. Jade had Jackie not caught it. 

Jackie yelled at Dr. Jade to get outta there and she ran as fast as she can. Jackie then tossed the beam aside and winced with pain.  Yeah, his shoulder would have a severe burn scare, after this.  He quickly made his way out the door and down the fire escape as well.  They all followed Halogram Jackie to the exit and it looked like Jackie was about to go right out the door that Dr. Jade ran out.

But that's when it happened.  Jackie started to slow down, his breathing seamed ragged and he went to push the door open when he collapsed right then and there.  The illusion ended and time went back to normal, but there were no traces of Jackie anywhere!  Not buried under rubble, not passed out do smoke or   .   .   .  

'No Anti!  We will not go there!'

Anti and Visual looked around the area to see if they could find any kind of clue as to where to find Jackie.  "Anti, over here!"  Visual called Anti over to where he was standing.  Right in line with the door but out of the way of the stairway, was the perfect hiding spot for someone to ambush Jackie.  And what appeared to be some kind of dart lying on the floor.

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(Dark's Mansion)

DarkSepticeye sat behind his desk with a satisfied smirk.  It's going to plan. Jackie will soon join his little escapade.  Anti-Hero was too arrogant, cocky for own good.  Kept saying and insisting that he didn't need a partner.  A Sidekick as Anti called Jackie constantly.  Now, look.  Jackie had "disappeared" right under their noses and they're just running around like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off.  Maybe Anti should have treated Jackie better.

Dark got up from his seat and turned the monitor that he was watching off.  As much entertainment, it is to watch Anti, panic at a time like this.  He has more important things to attend to.  He has a guest after all that needs his full attention.  Making his way to the Guest Wing, Dark peered into Jackie's room.  Ah, sleeping soundly.  That sleep potion should have him out for a few hours.  Dark made his way back to his office, he has someone that he needs to see.

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(Dark's Office)

10th came about an hour later than she was expected too!  Oh, Creators!  She just hoped that Dark might be in a more "forgiving" mood this time.  Last time she was late  .   .   .  Best not dwell on the past.  She has a job to do.  She was one of Dark's Puppets after all.  She smirked a bit at that as she looked down saw the bright green string on her wrist.  Dark always took care of his Puppets and she never once regretted her decision.

It's just a shame that she couldn't convince Visual Effects to join her.  The two of them would have been unstoppable force!  Maybe after Jackie joins, there might be a way for her to convince him.  Visual wasn't always a hero before Anti came around.

Before 10th knew it, she was standing in front of Dark's Office.  She didn't realize it, so lost in her thoughts.  Oh, well, time to get this over with.  Taking a deep breath, 10th knocked on the door.

"Come in."  Huh, Dark must be in a somewhat good mood.  10th opened the door and walked in, stopping just in front of the desk.  She noted the satisfied smirk on Dark's face before turning the monitor that was behind her off and regarding her with his full attention.

"Ev̕e̷ry͘th̨i̕ng is going to p̶̶̨la̴̧͟n 10th," Dark gloated.  "I see that your oǹ͝e̸̕ ̕ho̸̸̶ur̶ late."

"I'm sorry, Dark.  I gotten held up at the Police Station," 10th explained.  Not bothering with any details.  It's better to apologize and then get straight to the point with Dar.  Especially since he could easily punish you within a second!  And 10th did not want to go through that humiliation again!

"Ah, so, A̶̠̕ǹ̸̞ṯ̸̏i̷̗̒ is now p̛͢͠lay̴i̵̡͢ng t͏he̡҉ h̨͘͝e͜͜r͠o is he?"  Dark asked now intrigued with how Anti and his "team" are handling the situation of Jackie missing.

"Not quite.  Visual Effects did the interrogation with me," 10th stated.  Dark raised an eyebrow at that and gestured for her to continue.  "Visual and I go way back before I joined you and he joined the Hero Side.  So, he did the interrogation of me.  Trying to use our past against me and have "sever ties with you."  I have to say I almost impressed."

Dark chuckled a bit.  Oh, he knew all about Visual and 10th's relationship.  Two former colleagues and partners in crime.  Being able to hack into any security system and use it to their advantage.  That was until that unfortunate accident with Robin, turning him into Visual Effects and dear sweet Anti had to play the damn hero!  And brought Robin over from the Underground Crime World to playing the Hero.  Which brought Dark back to why he needed 10th.

"As you are well aware, Ja̢͢͞ck̷i̢̕e͘ now is ŗ̷͢é̷͡s̕idin̶͟͠g̵ ̶̧͠h͡e̸͟re.  So, until he wa͏̸҉k҉́͘e͡͏̧s u̸ṕ̡͘, I have a j̀͟͞o̢̨͡b͝ foŗ̷ ̡͟yo̸ú̕."  Dark opens one of the drawers and takes out a file and hand it to 10th.  "I need your skills as ą̴ ҉c͝od̕͠e͏̢͘r, w̸͝e̸͜bdesigne̸̛͝r and as a gr̸a͝phić̸̕ d̸̛͠e̵͟͜s̸̛͝ign̴̶͡eŕ̵҉.҉͡͝    You k͠n̷o̕ẁ̸͢ what to do.  Do͘͠n'̷̸t ̢let m͜͏e ̴͞do̧͡ẃ̴͡ǹ̨ ̶̶10̨͠͝t̴͠h!"

10th takes the file and nods to Dark and then heads on out.  She has a job to do and she won't disappoint.

Everythings going to plan.

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I got the second Chapter out!!!  Let me know what you think!  And if you would like to be tagged in this or like to guest star. Let me know!

Tagging:  @weirdmixofweirdness, @a-humble-narcissus, @nightfuryobsessed @huffletrax, @dolphintreasureart, @10th-no-name-person, @marshmallowmischief, @m4delin, @juju-on-that-yeet, @dezzydynamite, @reverseblackholeofwords, @thebluehearted

[alexpangender]

{Iconic tbh}

Dark: Three words. Say them and I'm yours.

Anti: Three words.

Dark:

[paperbaghero]

I don’t even know what I was INKING… Get it… Because he’s…

Anyways, I’ve been having a hard time drawing again and though drawing this was a lot of fun, I feel that I just got lucky that I was able to finish this… I am all out of inspiration and everything I do feels like it’s my last. I can’t think of a single thing and I don’t think I have ever had a block this bad. But I hope to be able to take part of SepticArt this week. Not just to be in Jack’s video, but to be a part of the community and have fun. I hope that seeing other people’s art can bring back the inspiration I need to draw again.

[strangerealxty]

Anti: I thought you were bae.

Dark: Anti, stop.

Anti: It turns out you were just fam.

Dark: All I fucking did was talk to the cashier!

Anti: SHE LIKED YOU AND YOU KNOW IT!