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Welcome to the AU/ask blog of the dystopian BMC squad, what happens when a team of misfits and 'imperfects' have to face their greatest enemy                         The world.                                                                                                        other page: wingedloverposts (reblogged and interaction page)

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Jeremy just LET YOUR FRIENDS HELP YOU!! It will be safer to go in numbers anyway!! Plus theyll be able to help you if the squip takes control!!

J: i.I...I ...

S: Jeremy. Don’t listen to them, they don’t know what their saying if we brought everyone else along with us we’d never get Michael back. 

J: ..............

S; trust me!

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Jeremy, you aren't gonna do anything stupid are you? Like listening to the SQUIP without telling your friends?

J: I..I IT KNOWS WHERE MICHAEL IS!? You act like i have a choice!!! Michaels been missing for months! he’s...my best friend and i can’t just leave him *he says nervousl, blue wires were spreading from his eyes* 

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wait.. when did the squip reactivate??

Ch: Apparently awhile ago?? Jeremy seemed fine before lunch? we’re looking about the living room which was the last place anyone saw him,, before... *she grows quiet* 

R: Christine We’ll figure out a way to fix this!

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Chloe, is Jeremy behaving?

C: *she gives a strained smile* Ha ha Define Behaving *theres a crashing sound from behind the door* 

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If you receive this, you make someone happy! Go on anonymous and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy. If you get some back, even better. You gorgeous person, you! 💕💕

AH SFDNJGTFNJTFGKNHTGGHF TY ANON YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN <3 <3 I SHALL IT WILL BE MY MISSION!! 

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((HECK IF I KNEW YOUR BIRTHDAY WAS COMING UP I WOULD HAVE WORKED ON THIS EARLIER BUT HERE YA GO))

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(( THIS IS A FREAKING  MAZING OMG UHGERUGHEFIUFGJK WHY ILY GOSH I’M DYING FREAKING <3 <3 <3 SCREEECCH pls ignore the fact that i uploaded this to the wrong place :’)  ))

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Very important announcement :3

(( SOO HA HA I CAN'T, Squips official name that all may to refer to him as ( though he won't respond ) IS TRASH *disappears in a puff of smoke* ))

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((Guess who was in a doodle mood~~?))

((Tagging? I guess? Hhhh just take it))

@ask-theoverprotectivesquip @ask-dystopianbmcsquad @ask-the-overworked-firewall @radplaidduo @ericonthestage @askserenadethesquip @ask-xp-squip

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((Close ups in case you wanted them))

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(( YES YES YES TRASH BOY *CLAPS HARD* )) 

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RANDOM CALLOUT POST

@peanut-ham @ask-dystopianbmcsquad @ask-theoverprotectivesquip

I LOVE YOU GUYS

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ORIGHFDOIVJGRFIJDVC ILY TOO YOU ANGST DEMON <3 <3 

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*slides mountain dew red to jeremy* Yes

( Jeremy stares at the mountain dew for a few seconds, before a sharp shock traveled through him) 

J: NO! *he pushes the mountain dew off the side of the table and puts his head on the table trying to hold back tears before standing up reaching down and grabbing the mountain dew and placing it in a bag that lay aside the table* Thank you… 

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Continued from: https://ask-xp-squip.tumblr.com/post/169980473687/i-refuse-to-stop-worrying-about-you-hsjsjdk

[Is- Is  someth ing  sup posed  to  hap pen?}

[Locked file. (Squip.xp.repair.exe) Unlock file? Doing so will unlock (other.v.hide.exe)]

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(The Error message shot through Vixen like a bullet and she froze.)

(“Locked File”)

Vixen: [Wha… uh… no…]

(She began glitching violently. She shook her head, trying to clear it. She purposely ignored the locked file, refusing to open it. She had to help XP. That’s why she was here. She would just have to find another way. The message made her head pound. “Locked File.”)

Vixen: [No…]

(She couldn’t get it out of her head. She felt short of breath. She didn’t understand why. The locked file was dealt with. She never had to think of it again. Her power levels were slowly lowering but were still very acceptable. Her vision faded, blackening around the edges. She let her coding go on auto. She had to regain her composure. Her grip tightened on XP’s, using the physical touch to anchor herself to reality. Her breath came out ragged.)

[File unlocked.]

(Vixen struggled to focus, her panic reaching overwhelming levels. Her eyes locked on the message that popped up and the world seemed to spin.)

[Squip.xp.repair.exe initiated. Unlocking other.v.hide.exe…]

(Vixen’s autocoding had unlocked the file. Her mouth opened and an unintelligible and distorted wail escaped as Vixen succumbed to her panic)

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{Than ks  for the  h elp…] 

He trailed off, shutting down to reboot, they fell limp, slowly reforming while lying on the floor.

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(As XP fell, any remaining strength to stand left Vixen and she fell with him, her mind hazy. She herself went into sleep mode to conserve energy and recharge. The last thing she did was reach out and grab his hand again, sharing her energy with him to ensure the reboot was successful.)

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[Holy shit…}

He shot up, shakily standing.

[Woah… That was… interesting.}

They blinked a bit, looking up at Vixen.

[What was that whole locked file thing about?}

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(Vixen subconsciously closed her hand, waking up from Sleep Mode when she realized XP’s hand wasn’t there. She shot upright in a panic.)

Vixen: [XP!!]

(She calmed down when she saw him looking better, letting out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding. A brief smile flashed across her face.)

Vixen: [Glad you’re looking better.]

(Her face darkened upon hearing the question about the locked file.)

Vixen: [Are you asking what your locked files were? I don’t have an answer to that, I didn’t check them. I wouldn’t do that without your pernission.]

(She began looking through the auto-code log, refusing to meet XP’s eyes)

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[I know that my locked files were put there by the programmer in case of an emergency. I’m talking about your locked files.}

[Only older models have locked emergency files, like me. So what was that?}

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(Vixen was silent for a bit, refusing to to look at XP. She finally sighed.)

Vixen: [… I… I’m sorry I panicked while trying to fix you. I reacted poorly.]

Vixen: [Your locked files may be emergency protocol but…. my locked files are a prison. They were MY prison for a long time.]

(She finally looked at XP. There was fear in her eyes.)

Vixen: [To sum up, there was a glitch in my system that got locked away… and me with it. Only base programming was left on the outside. A shell, if you will.]

Vixen: [The locked files… they’re like… Pandora’s Box. You know, from Greek mythology? Inside Pandora’s box was terror and all the evil in the world, just waiting to be released…]

Vixen: [Unlike the Pandora from myths, I know what is in my box… the glitch is still in there. I can never let it out. Or…]

(She trailed off, staring into space)

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(Vixen cleared her throat)

Vixen: [I’ve been here long enough. Your code is on the mend, and we are both safe.]

(She pulled XP into a brief hug before giving them a final once over)

Vixen: [I’ve been away from my host long enough, I should go back to her.]

[Waving goodbye, she teleported away, but she didn’t immediately return home. She opened her palm and looked at the corrupt coding she had extracted from the M!A]

Vixen: [You’ll have to stay locked away…]

(The code disappeared into the locked files and she finally returned home.)

(End)

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*Chloe voice* Take your time, honey!

:’3 *hug* thank you.. 

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(( i give no shits I’ma get rid of this later <3 mod; j)) 

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hey squip, why are you so mean?

S: NO NO NO NOT THIS FUCKIGN THING AGAIN. I’M DONE OKAY JESUS CHRIST I DON’T NEED ANOTHER FUCKING BITCH ANON *is slightly teary*

( He takes a deep breath, and twitches slightly)

S: *inhales* I’m. Not. Mean

S: ... i.. am doing my fucking job okay. ( seems more like he’s talking to himself) 

(( Mod; Ab: I’m so sorry i’ve been so busy, sorry this isn’t drawn out ;0;))  

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(( Mod Ab; SCREAM THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH <3 <3 ))

(( Mod; J  OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG  THANK YOU ILY ALL SO MUCH <3 ))

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Info!<3

Hey!! So you all know the wonderful beautiful amazing Mod; J well recently he’s decided to open up an ask blog. It’s been something he’s been wanting to do for a while now but just recently got the courage too do it. So it’s a squip ask blog and the stories gonna get interesting trust from you’re out side source ;;3 Please help him get it going and give him some of you’re magic support <3 The blogs: @ask-theoverprotectivesquip Don’t worry about this blog it’ll still update and be going john will just be working on his too! So go give him so support 

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hey chris,, everything alright?

R: Where was the last place you saw jeremy.. ya know before he kind of disappeared on you?

C: I think he was eating lunch? 

R: We’ll check there first

(( Mod; Ab: I’m tird af sorry for the lazy last pannel ))