#fractured fates

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Radio/TV doodle while my phone was taken

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Fractured FateS!

First 2025 Piece from Mod Shit! 💀

+ An extra below...

A tradition of theirs...

[77ngiez-archive]

miss autism

[asmimir]

small comic I made mid storm last night

[nerdylizj]

“Some choices aren’t ours to make,” Katara whispers so quietly that he isn’t sure if she’s speaking to herself or to him. “Sometimes fate chooses for you.” Or, Katara and Zuko dream of what could have been.

Prologue: green-

[glitchleadercara]

[A selfie. Cara is standing in the middle of a very glitchy and messed-up field, staring at the camera, her eyes wide open, looking pretty worried. Kris can be seen in the background, floating and even more messed up that their background. Lyra and Blake are nowhere to be seen.]

HELLO??? LYRA??? BLAKE??? ANYONE!?!?

[forthedancingandthethriving]

The Abyss is a patient creature, despite what some beings may think. Yes, it has a Thing with Juliano (it's pretty miffed it can't find him lately, hell, it can't really find anyone) but nonetheless, it has plans. Grand plans, ones where it'll finally be known and the damned ClearAll and Database will finally be gone.

For the past while now, it had been visiting a place called Computer Hell. Particularly bad Programs and Viruses were locked up here, and many more than willing to help it out. Whenever it could, it would sneak into the Computer Hell when that Antivirus wasn't around. It's tendrils would disable the alarms, set them free for a time.

Though there was one inmate that particularly interested it.

You lot.

Several noises of shock came from the group that the Abyss had materialized behind. It tilts its head as it scans them over.

Andrew Orpheus, Lady Rose, Spamton G Spamton, Francis, Nermal, and Marianne.

"Christ on a fucking stick," Andrew whispers, placing a hand on his chest.

"Abyss... welcome." Lady Rose shoots it a look, but it ignores that, because it doesn't even know what that look means.

It points a clawed finger to a cell, where spiderwebs cover the entrance. That cell. There is someone in there, but they refuse to come out. Who is it?

The group immediately shared more Looks, and the Abyss just grins toothily because oh, this is going to be good.

"There is crazy.." Lady Rose mumbles as she looks to the webbed up cell.

"And then there's THAT woman!" Francis has no such qualms about being loud, gesturing widely to the cell. "She is not okay!"

Andrew shoots him a look before he elaborates, "that's Cookie. She's apparently a former Admin for the Adminspace."

The Abyss's eyes glint in recognition of the title. It nods.

"She is.." Nermal puts his paws to his mouth. ".. how the hell do you even describe Cookie?"

"Loco," Andrew quipped. "Inane," Lady Rose remarked. "Crazy!" Marianne groaned. "In serious need of help," Francis remarked. "She could use [[try Betterhelp today using the link below!]]" Spamton piped up.

"Actually, I've heard Betterhelp isn't all that great," Francis murmured.

"Damn, really?"

The Abyss pays them no mind. It sinks to the floor and seeps between the code, and soon enough, it's inside the cell. It reforms with a low chuckle, and its eyes spot the figure.

It was heavily amused. She looked like a ringmaster's assistance with her outfit, but it can see the former stumps of spider's legs on her back. Torn, yanked, or shot off, from what it seems.

"Hello," it muses, and it takes pleasure in how she jumps.

"Who-" She croaks out, dulled eyes flaring with indignation. "How did you-"

It says nothing. It looks her other. A click, a tug, a pull.

Ah, it thinks, that's what you want.

"You want to bring someone back?" it asks as it walks over. It looms over her figure huddled in the corner. "You want to bring.. him back?"

Cookie's eyes widen, and there's a flicker in her eyes. A light, a manic light, and the Abyss grins once more. Ah, she was the devoted type..

"I am the Abyss," it properly introduces itself, giving a mock bow. "Perhaps you've heard, maybe you haven't. But I am the End, the Beginning, the Nothing, the Everything. I am Existence itself."

It can see the wheels turning in her head. It likes a smart one.

"Many of the others have agreed to join me, to follow me," the Abyss continues with ease. "And in return for their help, I'll give them anything they desire-"

"I'll join, I'll help!" Cookie stands on her feet, looking up at the Abyss with such manic energy that it's momentarily caught off guard.

But then it smiles.

It was always so easy to play these people. All it had to prick, tug, pull, and it could see their deepest desires.

"I'll look into bringing him back."

It takes some steps back and vanishes, seeping away from her cell.

It'll mull it over, at least.

To bring something back from Non-Existence...

[tsunagite]

My votes for favorite Phigros song of 2023. Man so many good bangers to choose that it was hard to decide :’D

I maybe should’ve gone for Terabyte Connection instead of Dance with Silence, but I already had 2 boss songs…

[genderqueerpond]

sarah sutton said the entropy plague feels like a final ending for older nyssa. no bringing her back in any way after this, and i strongly agree (to undo what happened would cheapen it), but I think there's room for a, like, middle nyssa

space somewhere between winter and cobwebs for her to meet an older doctor. although I don't think she'd take off with him at that point in her life, they could still have an adventure or two where nyssa is. in fact it would make more sense than not if they had.

because look. in prisoners of fate, the thing nyssa is most worried about, isn't the doctor knowing simply that she has kids, it's him knowing that her son is named adric.

but she didn't tell him this in winter! she couldn't, he wasn't born yet, wasn't even a thought yet.

which suggests that there's something else, something more to this, something she's not telling us.

a time when she told the doctor her younger child's name, and he expressed surprise and emotion about it.

maybe because it was seven, and he instantly remembered her despair at him knowing it, and everything that went down and what they had resolved, and figured he'd better act like he didn't already know, and executed it so flawlessly it may as well have been a truth carved into stone, as seven does.

or maybe because it was eight, and he really had forgotten all about the entire fucking ordeal, at least for now, absorbing it all like it was new information because, in that moment, at least, it was.

or maybe because it was eleven and what he remembered of that long-distant dream from younger days was that he was to act as if he didn't already know the thing nyssa was going to tell him, but not what the thing itself was, so the acted out surprise was genuine or was it? what? where were we?

and so even in crisis, nyssa holds that bit to herself, doesn't share more with the doctor -- or with us, the audience -- than she absolutely must. there's something she's keeping back. something as yet unwritten, but that has always already happened.

[narwhalandchill]

while i dont think its necessarily like an egregiously offensive blunder by any means like theyve done much worse and it suits the narwhal fine. truly an eng translation moment to call it the all-devouring narwhal for no particular reason when once more every single translation (save for russian for some reason) is star-devouring/-swallowing narwhal/whale like 💀 why do they keep doing this

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OFFICIAL REFERENCES FOR THE FRACTURED FATES!

Note: These can be prone to change over time, but for now, here is the general refs for each of the characters! Be sure to tag any and all content that they appear in as #FFSFanart! We'd love to see what you guys make! <3 - The Whole Team

Anyways, have fun drawing them hehe!

[77ngiez-archive]

miss girl

[asmimir]

small test refs that I made in haste, i think i'll stick to this style for quick drawings lol

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

[glitchleadercara]

[A picture of Kris and Blake standing in the middle of a glitchy field, looking quite surprised.]

I TOOK 2 OF MY SIBS TO WATCH ME GUIDE LOST SOULS <3

[koiisure]

Jason mistaking william for Mal or clarence at first and has to stop himself from doing anything cause that is clearly not then but God damn does that kid give him a mini heart attack at first glance each time

OH GOD YEAH OMG esp like will has wisps around he for sure woudl reconize the wisps!!!1 cuz like ok maybe even if he didnt meet clarence, he saw mal for suuuure. damn .