#hey actually that wasn't that bad o3o

[spinecurlingmice]

sits down politely with a faggy little leg cross. hajime and teruteru cousins in mk au and exclusively mk au. gets up and walks away

[wasyago]

I'm so curious, but it's okay if you do not have an answer for me; did something happen to Etho in your recks au for him to need all of those robotic prosthetics, like an accident of sorts? Or did he, I guess, experiment on himself or something like that?

Wonderful design, by the way! I can't stop looking at it, I love it so much.

haha yeah something did happen :)c

so, as you may or may not know, the world of recks suffered from a catastrophe caused by the moon going off its orbit and almost crushing into earth; which caused the creation of many gravitational anomalies all over the planet; which caused most of the big cities to evolve downwards and move under the sea level; which created this odd phenomenon of many skyscrapers in the middle of the city being abandoned and staying vacant, even if the buildings are technically fully operational.

and so teen etho, our smart little boy, thought "Hey, i don't wanna live so low underground where the sun doesn't reach when there's perfectly good houses on the surface!" so he just kinda... left his home and moved to one of the abandoned buildings. which, i mean, good for him and all that. BUT.

see, the thing about run down buildings is that they don't have a good water supply. and the thing about water in recks au is that it has a ton of bad chemicals, moon debris, leftovers of destroyed infrastructure, etc, in it when unfiltered or filtered poorly.

and etho, although smart, wasn't smart enough to give proper attention to the metallic taste of the water in the building he moved in to. like, sure it tastes a little weird but otherwise it's fine, it's something you would expect from an abandoned skyscraper right?

well, little did he know that the water he drank for god knows how many years of his life, was actually slowly dissolving his insides and poisoning him! and yknow, sharp pain in your guts every so often is one thing, but actively coughing up blood is another. and thank god he met cleo by then, because they forced him to actually do a check up to see what was wrong.

everything was wrong how you might've already guessed, to the point where the damage wasn't reversible anymore and there was no way to heal naturally. sooo etho had to get the prosthetic and say goodbye to his organs. the other option was to say goodbye to his life tho so he got pretty lucky there i think. thankfully cleo is a prosthetics doctor neurologist person, and she was able to get everything sorted fairly quickly for him and get that man on the operating table as soon as possible.

so at the end, all of etho's vitals had to be changed, including his throat and lower jaw because it also god badly damaged by being in contact with the water. (turns out etho had the raspy voice not because he was cool but actually because he was dying 😬) and! let me tell you, removing someone's entire set of vitals and changing them for the artificial ones in one surgery without killing the person in the process is actually very hard!! who would've thought huh...

well uhmm, yeah so this is what happened to etho o3o

(the eye prosthetic is another story tho, this post is already pretty long so maybe next time)

[impyssadobsessions]

Cut Scenes

This one looked to be from a scifi movie, a swirling green portal stuck out in the middle of it. The walls were lined with vials, some florescent green, some were other neon colors.. and some were black. “Explain.” Batman demanded. “Its like a giant hole in the wall glowing green. I think its a portal.” “Is it swirling?” Danny asked. “Yes?” “That's the portal, alright. Don't touch it.” “After what I've heard, I think I'm good with not finding out how it works.” A bit of a lie, Tim would love to see how it worked.. just in a more safe environment and risk of becoming a ghost is significantly low. “They're all sorts of vials on the walls too. Most of them glowing green but some are pink, purple, and blue. Nothing else.” “I.. don't know what they are. Ectoplasm can be different colors, Plasmius shoots pink beams, but it doesn't make sense why he vial them..” Danny hummed in thought. --o3o--- Jazz flicked on the light, Robin giving a hiss in response. She just shrugged with a sheepish smile, “The vultures aren't here.” She took out her ghost finder, pressing her lips together as it said they were right in front of her. “...Hey Robin, can you shoot... right there?” Damian raised a skeptical brow, staring at the empty space. “Just testing something. The general area works.” Damian pulled out an ecto-ray and shot it in the direction Jazz pointed. The beam bounced against the wall and back into the space in floor between them leaving a scorch mark behind. He glared at Jazz. “What was that suppose to do?!” Jazz chuckling nervously, as she tried to rub some of the mark with her shoe. “Well, ghosts can turn invisible... so uh.. Anyways they're not here. On this floor.” “Tt. Didn't take a blind shot to figure that out.” Damian questioning if Jazz was actually smart or just lucky to have figured out their identities. --uwu--- Jazz and Damian used the ventilation to go down a floor, kicking off the first cover they saw. Jazz was the first to hop out, getting a look at the hall. It was burnt and the cameras were shot out. This felt promising, she turned back towards Damian, and noticed he was focused on something else. Jazz furrowed her brows, “Something bad?” Damian jolted and then glared back down, with a click of his tongue. Fist clenched. There was no way to make it down to them in time. Idiots! How could they let the enemy get the upper hand. He blamed Drake for it. Jazz reached out hesitantly, touching Damian's shoulder lightly. He pulled away from her in fight mode. Jazz just smiling weakly. “I'm certain they'll get out of it, if-if they're anything like Danny. The smallest thread could pull them out.” She knew it was a white lie. She wasn't certain at all. She didn't even know what was going on, but she did know luck tended to favor those who lived on the edge of death. “I'm not worried-” Damian paused hearing the sound over the comm, then smirked. He quickly wiped it off as he noticed Jazz smiling warmly at him. “Let's move.” He climbed out of the vent, leading the way. Jazz sighed relieved, as she followed. She hated ---owo--- “I swear if we die because your timing is off, I'll haunt your corpse.” Damian whispered to Tim, as Tim was keeping the device from Damian's hands. “What if I become a ghost too? Are you going to haunt a ghost?” “Yes.” “If I become one, I'll put you both in the thermos together, until you behave.” Jazz muttered. “And I heard from Danny that its very cramp especially when more than one ghost is in it.”