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"That's good. We thought the Entity had finally decided to toss you out. Whenever you wanna have a go, we'll be waiting."

You good, Julie? It's been a while since we heard from you.

"Life's goin' up in flames but I'm making the best of it. Just doing a lot of preparing n' planning."

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So, for no particular reason, I decided to fuck around with chatgpt and create an alternate reality where The Legion are never taken by the Entity, and instead create a pseudo-anarchist commune in Detroit. From there, it quickly spirals into pure fiction, and I thought it would be fun to share with you guys. Let me know what you think. Be warned, it's quite the doorstopper.

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"And I never will be again... The Entity made sure of that."

All Frank knows is violence, he was born to a mother and father who were both hooked on drugs and would often get into bad fights, most of his foster homes physically abused him, and the only way he knew how to deal with shit is violence.

He bought (more like steal) his little switchblade when he was 13, the foster home he was placed in at the time was particularly violent, so he bought himself a knife to defend himself. He ended up having to use it when his foster mom was quite literally beating his ass to near death, he slashed at her arm. Later on he would be moved to yet another foster home, which was like .1% better than the last.. foster parents were still assholes though.

He kept the knife, which would fuel his slightly concerning habit of harming small game such as wild rabbits or squirrels.. people just assumed he was into hunting (which he is, for all the wrong reasons).

He also had a knack for carving his name into the walls of all his foster homes starting with that very night he used his knife, a way of making a statement that..

Frank Morrison was never to be forgotten.

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"Man, that bitch is sick in all the wrong ways. Caught her doin' some kinda... I don't fuckin' know, ancient Babylonian shit with a survivor. Dunno what she did to him, but he ended up in the Void."

I wanted to try drawing Adiris, aka The Plague so here we are 🙃

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Original Survivor/Killer

I was bored, so I decided to post one of my original survivor and killer concepts here. Let me know what you think.

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"I know right? It's nice to fuck with them every once in a while. I love watching them squirm tryin' to figure out whether or not I'm gonna shank em, or pelt em' with snowballs."

I love it when we're snowball fighting with the killer and I especially love it when the match goes normally like chasing/being chased/hooked/gens etc but at some point the killer is like yk what fuck this and we're start playing I love it when dbd players are being silly, if we've ever snowball fought together just know I'm having so much fun and I cherish these moments I'm going to miss this Christmas update when it's gone solely for the snowballs 💔💔

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"A Little Snowskull Fight 2: Electric Boogaloo."

"You did it again? You did it... again!?" Frank yelled at the top of his lungs, still nursing his ego after his near total victory. "What the fuck Susie?!"

"Fuck you Frank, I don't get to have any fun anymore. Christmas is over and soon we're gonna have to go back to the same old fuckin' dull bullshit we always do. Let me have a little fuckin' fun, ok? Since when did you get a stick up your ass?"

That comment stung Frank a little more than it should've. "For fucks sake..." Julie walked over and tried to interject on behalf of her boyfriend.

"Suze, do you remember why we're trying to do this?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.

"We're trying to show up Ghostface but... come on. The guy couldn't give a shit about us, why are giving a shit about him? Let's have fun while the Entity is feeling like it." Joey walked up behind her, nodding in agreement.

"Yeah man, you been lettin' Johnson get to you. I'm all for bustin' some heads man, you know that.

Frank paced back and forth, gently shaking his knife up and down in his hand. Julie noticed this and walked over to her boyfriend, gently taking his hands.

"Babe, why don't you take a break for a while? I'll take over for a while, I've been itching to get back out there." Frank paused and let his lover rub his neck. For a moment, he felt the fire that made the Legion what it was cool for a moment. Only for it to reignite when he was suddenly pelted in the face with a snowball.

"The fuck!?" He turned and saw Susie holding a clump of snow in her hand, her stance unusually firm and forward. "Susie? The fuck was that for?"

"You heard her. It's time for you take a break, so you get to have some fuckin' fun!" She grabbed another clump of snow and threw it at Frank, pelting him in the chest. Frank gasped in shock and growled indignantly.

"Susie, I'm not in the fuckin-" He was cut off when a snowball hit him from the side. He turned and saw Joey standing there defiantly, a few snowballs in his arms.

"Best do as she says, Frank. Lookin' like you need to take a load off."

"Oh motherfucker... I'll fuckin' show you, come here!" Frank whipped out his knife and chased after Joey. "You brought this on yourself Joey, just sayin'." Julie said, watching from afar. He ran fast and quick through the endless trees, the cold wind brushing past his exposed head. Frank was close behind, already in the throes of Feral Frenzy. He dashed over fallen trees and the remnants of pallets to catch Joey, his mind flashing red with anger. Eventually, Frank caught Joey near the edge of a lake. Just as he was about to lunge at him, he felt another snowball pelt him in the back of the head. He turned and saw Susie with another snowball primed and ready.

"Told you Frankie, it's time to have some fun." Susie tossed another snowball at Frank, who merely dodged out of the way. Joey returned fire with another snowball, hitting him in the back. Each time Frank turned, he was pelted by the other Legion member. Fed up, he lunged at Susie before slipping on a patch of ice. He skidded to a halt against a tree, burying himself in a mini-avalanche of snow.

"Now that's what I call a wipeout." Joey chuckled at his joke while Susie joined him. "You said it. Lookin' a little frosty there, Frank." Frank groaned, his head reeling from the loss of the Frenzy. He got to his knees, dropped his knife in the snow, then curled up and started weeping quietly. Susie and Joey looked to each other concerned. Had they gone too far in trying to help their boss lighten up? Joey crept over to Frank, kneeling down to him

"Boss... Frank, you alright?" Joey was met with a mound of snow to his face. Frank then nailed him in the crotch before kicking him off. "How's that for havin' fun, huh?!" Frank let out a victorious laugh before being pelted by Susie. "Fine, ya want me to have fun? Let's have some fun!"

The sound of snowballs and laughing filled the air. For a moment, in the Entity's blasted realm, the Legion were given time to be what they were before they were taken. Just some young delinquents having a little fun.

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“Man, I’d fuckin’ kill for some McDonald’s right now.”

They didn't pay for their drive-thru order...

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“The hell is Monster High? Some kinda murder mystery for kids?”

“Nah, sounds like one of those cheesy exploitation movies, like class of 1984. What I’d give to have a copy of that movie here in the Realm…”

Susie would've fucking loved monster high

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"Hell yeah! You here that Susie?"

"Fuckin' awesome! I'll let our Julie and Frank know, then we can really get this party started!"

"It might take me a minute to get there, but I'll be there."

Just ignore everything behind her. That totally isn't important.

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“Yeah, like Johnson would ever let something like this happen…”

“Maybe not now, but we gonna show him soon, Julie.”

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"A Little Snowskull Fight."

"What do you mean you had a snowball fight, Susie?" Frank stared at Susie with a flabbergasted expression. Julie back with Joey while their leader interrogated the squirming Susie.

"I don't know... I found the Survivors pretty early and one of them threw a snowball in my face. The next thing I knew, we were fuckin' around while Feng worked on the gens. I don't think she got the memo, ya know?"

"Get the me- the- the... Susie, the reason we hunt and kill these fuckers is to appease the Entity, and to show up that fuck in the Halloween dime store mask! How did you even got roped into having a fucking snowball fight with them?"

Susie backed off. She'd never seen Frank this upset in a while, not since that awful trial he had. "Hey, it's not like I got to enjoy all that much! That Feng bitch kept trying to stun me with pallets, and she ruined it by opening one of the gates!" She retorted, finding her nerve for a moment.

Frank was practically livid. "That's not the point, Susie! We're supposed to be workin' together, as a fuckin' team, remember? Goddamn..." He stomped off, grumbling under his breath. Julie went after him, leaving Susie to be comforted by Joey.

The forest was chilly and compacted by snow which simply felt off. Every Killer in the realm could feel the artificiality of the Entity's constructed environments. Spend enough time here, you begin to feel it no matter where you walk. Even now, in this attempt to capture the essence of winter, everything felt random. Unfocused. Like it was all an afterthought. Frank stomped through the snow, trying to clear his head. The last few trials had been trainwrecks where every Survivor managed to outplay him like a fuckin' child. He could hear Johnson's sarcastic words echo in his mind as he found a place to take a breath. Julie wasn't far behind, sitting down by her boyfriends side.

"Hey... whatever you're feelin', you don't need to take it out on Susie." She planted her knife in the frozen ground and leaned into Frank. "Ghostface is on your mind, isn't he?"

"I can already hear him laughing at us, Jules. When this gets out, he's never gonna let me hear the end of it. I'm trying to make us into something no one will ever bring down, so I can never feel low ever again. It's like I can hear every one of those cocksuckers who dragged me up telling me I'll never be anything. And here I am wasting that second chance."

"You are. Look what you did for me, for Joey and Susie. You took a couple of teen punks and made us into a force of nature. We've proven that for four fuckin' years now. Fuck what Ghostface, or anyone else here says. We are Legion, remember?"

Frank felt Julie's fingers intertwine with his own. She always had a way of calming him down when he was in one of these moods. Just the way Frank liked it. He let his head rest against Julie's as well.

"Yeah... we are Legion. And no one can stop us." Beneath the cold, false moon, Julie and Frank shared a quiet kiss.

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Ghostface and Legion in a nutshell.

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"Hell yeah! Frank's gonna love having a new addition to the Legion. We'll go let him know, and we hope to see ya soon."

Other Julie couldn't tell, but Susie was blushing underneath her mask...

"Just doin' the same old shit, y'know how it is. Just.. weird seein' you all again."

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"Not yet, but guess what, Ghostface. We're getting there faster than you thought, and it won't be long till the Legion becomes just as feared you. Being seeing you."

Frank and Julie walk away, leaving Ghostface to stew in his embarrassment.

"Hey, Ghostface! Guess who just got 2 total party kills in a row? I guess the Legion is up to snuff after all."

"Alright, nice job babe! The survivors must've been quaking in their boots. I wish we could hunt em together... the kills we could pull off."

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He huffs and shrugs, I mean…baby steps. Baby steps. He could totally do better, I mean..he’s the Ghostface. The Danny Johnson. But whatever. They’re just kids, baby steps..

“Uh….good job.”

He leans back and crosses his arms. Should he like..hug them? Congratulate them? He stares and blinks for a few seconds.

“Congratulations?”

He mutters and nods, not really knowing what to do or say.

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"Aw what's the matter, afraid to come outta the closet? Lord knows you spend all your time in their, stalkin' your victims."

Frank lets out a curt, satisfied laugh. The more ammo he had on Ghostface, the better.

"I'd love to see how you handle a SWF team, Ghostface. Maybe I can give you a few pointers if you struggle. Just between us Killers."

"Hey, Ghostface! Guess who just got 2 total party kills in a row? I guess the Legion is up to snuff after all."

"Alright, nice job babe! The survivors must've been quaking in their boots. I wish we could hunt em together... the kills we could pull off."

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He huffs and shrugs, I mean…baby steps. Baby steps. He could totally do better, I mean..he’s the Ghostface. The Danny Johnson. But whatever. They’re just kids, baby steps..

“Uh….good job.”

He leans back and crosses his arms. Should he like..hug them? Congratulate them? He stares and blinks for a few seconds.

“Congratulations?”

He mutters and nods, not really knowing what to do or say.