FL1P7UN4

[Language Warning.] Mituna Captor. Citta Affiliated. Housed in Delta. Joined 3/29/15

[aldjfajkdlajf-deactivated201708]

“Oh, of course! First time was a little dull– but, not without the, interesting parts. I can’t say I like being blasted much.”

While difficult to maintain, making light of her own death was something that felt a little lighter, less like a weight on her back. Everything was crackling with energy, every atom that made up the bright eyed troll. Hands clasping together, she kept her smile, but lost some of the pizzazz. 

“I’ll brace myself for it then! Just- be careful, yeah? I mean, we probably won’t see each other again when this is all said and finished with– but still! You seem like a nice guy.” 

Unsure of herself for a few moments, Feferi finally did reach forward, offering the other’s shoulder a small pat. She was tired, definitely, but he seemed to be a different kind of exhausted.

“You’re welcome!” 

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     “0H FUCK 7H47 50UND5 H0RR18L3. H0N357LY 1 C4N7 R3M3M83R H0W 1 F1R5H7 D13D, 1 M4Y H4V3 833N 574883D 8U7 7H475 8351D35 7H3 P01N7. 1 D0 KN0W 7H47 F33L1NG 7H0UGH.”

She was so cheerful, and that was refreshing. Normally, you had to deal with people who were royal pains in the ass, youself included, but this? Yeah...maybe if you were in a different timeline you’d be able to talk more with someone like her. 

...That sort of made you feel real pathetic about your own fate. 

You, being called NICE? 

     “W3LL.WH3N Y0U KN0W Y0UR 0WN D00M 17 K1ND 0F M4K3H5 17 H4RD 7W0 4V01D N07 831NG C4R3FUL. 1M N07 R34LLY 7H47 N1C3H 8U7...7H4NK7H 1 GU355.”

But when she patted your shoulder, you froze. Was she trying to make you feel better about things? Well...it just made you loathe yourself further, to hate the voices you heard now on a nearly constant basis. 

But she did help. 

You would give a slow nod, tentatively, grateful once again. 

     “Y0U 5H74Y C4R3FUL 7W0 0K4Y. N07 M4NY C4N D34L W17H MY 0H 5H0 W1NN1NG P3R50N4L17HY 5H0 17 W0ULD 83 K1ND 0F UP53771NG 1F G00D 7R0LL5 L1K3 Y0U CR04K3D 5H0 500N.”

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W3LL L00K 47 7H3 71M3

[bliindary]

[Oh look. Someone who understands your pain in a higher level then you could have ever asked for. Is this a blessing? Or is it a curse? Who knows, but it’s kind of good to have someone that understands what you’re going through.]

SOLLUX: 2o iit look2 like ii don’t even have two explain my2elf. you get iit. ii get iit. le22 tiime for me two wa2te. ii don’t remember the la2t tiime ii felt thii2 happy.

[You keep a pokerface at his explanation. You get it. That’s the last thing you want to hear is your own self saying something that you may as well hate yourself even more for. But this guy has his head in the right spot to say all this to you. That’s not bad at all. On the contrary, you kind of admire this Mituna as being a genius in a way. Perhaps in some other timeline, the Mituna from your world was something like this.]

[Very admirable…]

[But like hell you would EVER come to say that in front of his face.]

SOLLUX: hone2tly ii ju2t wanted two 2ee what everyone'2 counterpart wa2 liike. iit caught my attentiion two get me out of my room and take a look for my2elf. SOLLUX: though ii’m pretty 2ure there are 2ome moron2 that would want two ju2t kiill me off two 2ave theiir own world. iit'2 almo2t 2ad they won’t know what wiill happen two them iif they me22 wiith me. SOLLUX: well, ii thiink you would be one of the two two know what ii am capable of. what ii don’t know about you ii2 how 2trong you are a2 a god tiier. SOLLUX: but hey, iit'2 not bad knowing you are on the ciitiie'2 2iide.

[Because you still rather protect the few people you care about.]

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     “W3LL MY 71M3 L3F7 H3R3 15N7 V3RY L0NG 1 C4N 73LL Y0U 7H47 MUCH 5H0 D0N7 38V3N 807H3R G3771NG U53D 7W0 M3 Y0U KN0W. 83 H4PPY 4LL Y0U W4N7, MY D00M 15 50 FUCK1GN CL05H.”

     “1 4M 5H0 FUCH3D R1GH7 N0W 4ND 1 D0N7 PL4N 0N D01NG 5H1H17.”

You grin as if this was nothing to you, that you weren’t scared or anything, but damn that was a lie. Your doom was to die, and well, that meant that it would either have to be HEROIC or JUST. 

Nothing you were planning on being just yet. Heroic? Fuck that. Just? Just who did you fuck over royally in this timeline? Aha...maybe not yet, but soon. Soon...all the soon. 

This Captor in front of you, though. You were pretty impressed by him. Taking all of this in with that stony faced expression of his. 

     “W3LL 1F 1 C4N H4LP W17H Y0U F1ND1NG 0U7 WH47 P30PL3 FR0M MY 51D3 0F 7H1GN5 473 L13K 7H3N 1 C4N L3ND 4 H4ND 0R 50M37H1GN.”

     “H0N357LY 7H0 Y0UR3 R1GH7. 5H0 M4NY P30PL3 4R3 R0Y4L D0UCH384G5 0N 7H3 07HR3 H51D3. 8351D35 7H3Y W0ULD 83 5H0 FUCK3D 1F 7H3Y 0FF3D Y0U. M3 N07 5H0 MUCH 8U7 WH0 KN0WH5.”

     “W3LL 1N 4 D1FF3R3N7 R34L17Y 1 W45 57R0NG 45H FUCK 8U7 1F 1 70LD Y0U WH0 7H4G7 W45 7H4H7 W0ULD 83 4 81G 5P01L3R 50 FUCK 7H4G7. 17 M1GH7 JU5H7 D00M Y0U 3V3N M0R3 H0N35H7LY.”

Yeah, you and the other ‘dancestors’ knew about your counterparts and what they’d done, but honestly? You weren't sure about telling others about this, seeing as you didn’t know how this timeline worked. Wings a flutter, you would return to your feet, hovering just above the ground. 

On this one’s side? Not so bad, considering how chill he was with you being here and all. That right there was fucking rad. 

     “W3LL 1F 175 H0K4Y 70 H4V3 4 D00M3D 7R0LL 0N Y0UR 5H1D3 1N Y0UR 800K 7H3N H3LL Y34H 1M GL4D 70 83 H3R3. 0R WH473V3R 1M 5UPP053D 70 54Y 1N 4 7H1M3 L13K 7H1G5.”

[trashxmammal]

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[truemansamejima]

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[yourackicrack]

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You INTENDED to help Tavros and whoever he had been siding on, though these were from another city. However, once that HONK was sounded, you were aggravated beyond belief. Your psionics crackled over your form as you gathered your energy within your form, and would thus place yourself between Pyralsprite and the energy from the honk, expending your own...not to block it--that would be suicide--but to deflect it away from the Lusus. 

Lusii were so important to trolls...and you were not going to let one get slain. Though you had no intention of helping Rufioh or Bro, you would at least fight to protect the giant Scalebeast...or was it called a Dragon? You didn’t know anymore, yet fight you would still. 

With all your power moving to deflect Lord English’s blast, the said blast would be moved only fractionally, just barely missing Pyralsprite. 

That...was a little tiring, but you were the Heir of Doom. You knew that you were doomed either way, so you would perish within this fight either way. Your existence was null, but not without meaning.

You would feel quite weak at this point, but you would not falter. Your wings keeping you even, you felt the heat of fire and let out a hiss of pain, dropping out of the way, but your next step was tricky. Lord English, he was a threat to Pyralsprite. So, to bring his anger upon you instead, you gave a grin and called out, drawing upon your psionics once again. 

     “H3Y, 4557H0L3. H0M3 R3NN0V4710N H3R3, 71M3 70 FL1P Y0UR H0U53.”

Oh, you would do more than flip it--you would focus a psionic blast from your eyes upon the structure that Lord English seemed to keen to defend. You were mad, and you weren't really on anyone’s side at the moment, but should Tavros fall, you would extend a fraction of your remaining power to keep them from hitting the ground. 

That being done, you slumped somewhat, all that effort used up already, but this was just getting started. You couldn’t give up now. You just wanted the voices in your head to stop, damn it. People dying here was not on the list of things you most wanted to see. 

     “Y0UR3 4LL FUCK1NG 1D1075.”

fl1p7un45 >> phantomoftherebellion >> herokind >> unabscondable >> truemansamejima >> bullkind >> yourackicrack

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Through contact with your other self, you would find yourself at a certain door. Yes...the final stage for your betrayal of your own city had been made. You would officially join this city’s offensive, if allowed. After all, you already wasted one life, and you were doomed either way. 

A knock was made upon the safe house door. Now here you had to see whether you’d be killed on the spot or allowed to speak. If nobody listened, that was history speaking for you. 

     “...Y0. 1 H34RD Y0U W3R3 L00K1NG F0R 50M3 WH0 C4N D34L 50M3 FUCK1NG D4M4G3. W3LL, 1M HERE.”

[fl1p7un45-blog]

You wasted one of your lives on absolutely nothing. With all this destruction going on, you’d thought your message would be interpreted. You were back, and, well, by the voices in your head that were back, you were royally pissed off. 

Just enough that it would be pretty damn easy to convince you to go apeshit on your own city. 

Seriously, fuck these shenanigans. 

[hivecitydefensesquad]

HIVE CITY STATUS [05/06]

Sector oo1: Occupied by ALTER AICHI, ALTER EDEA and ALTER CALIBORN Sector oo2: Occupied by PIGMASKS+KANECO DRONES (ECO PIGMA), currently IRRADIATED + TOXIC AIR + NO WATER SUPPLY Sector oo3: Occupied by BOTH ULTRONS INDISCRIMINATELY Sector oo4: Under invasion/destruction by ALT ARADIA and ALT DAVE Sector oo5: Held by OUR HIVE Sector oo6: Combat-locked between ARIADNE, ALT CAPTAIN AMERICA’S ARMY, and OTHER COMBATANTS

NEWS EVENTS

oo2 - air toxic & water supply destroyed by ALTERNATE BRO

otherworld oo5 - AVA and NICO taking over, burning, causing earthquakes, death & despair etc.

oo6 - ALTERNATE WONDER WOMAN/DIANA helps defend the sector against its invasion

oo6 - ANGHEL calls to arms & defends the District Zeta safehouse w/ allies

general - KYUBEY delivers the world’s most repetitive infomercial (see post for a special opportunity! available for a limited time only!)

oo6 - TAVROS calls upon the aid of his woodland creature friends to defend the sector

oo2 - LAPIS LAZULI uses (tainted?) water to create a water spire

oo6 - ARATA & allies need aid to reclaim sector

general/Core - GIRATINA/ALT NINA uses Earth Power to upset tectonics & summoning lava & other generally destructive things (see thread for details)

oo4 - ANGEL ARTINA & ALT ARTINA & allies establish safehouse with medical aid for soldiers of BOTH sides

general - MITUNA attempts to push the worlds apart, causing tremors, fissures & other destruction, and pays with his life I’m not crying you’re crying

general/otherworld - LELOUCH rallies the Black Knights & prepares to detonate a massive makeshift bomb in the otherworld

oo4 - ALT DAVE & ALT ARADIA commence temporal shenanigans to gradually take over and destroy the sector (message the RPers for plotting)

SAFEHOUSES

There are manned police checkpoints and two Brotherhood safehouses in each sector.

oo1 - safehouse formed by SIMON

oo2 - N/A

oo3 - N/A but prob focus on evacuation here anyway

oo4 - DAYLEN AMELL’s mansion & Angel’s Rest

oo5 - LORD ENGLISH’s “Felt Manor” & Fairy Tail safehouses

oo6 - FLAMMELLE’s radio station & District Zeta (+ relief effort)

If there is other major city-impacting information I missed, message me!

[fl1p7un45-blog]

Rend the Earth in Two

You are in midair above the city you were supposed to be invading. You met a couple other trolls on this side who you did not mind, and heard the exploits of the others. 

They were trying to fight against the fate which doomed them...which is why you would do your best to put an end to that doom once and for all. That’s right. You were going to toss your life away for a city you did not know. 

For the future they strived for, for defying doom that had shaped your life for so long, you would fight. You would gather yourself, closing your eyes. You didn’t know if you were strong enough to do this, and you didn’t care, but you wanted to prove your point. 

To stop the mass death. 

Psionic sparks would gather around your hands as you held them directly out in front of you, your wings flapping to keep yourself aloft as you would gather your power. 

What would be noticeable first would be in District Delta, the district you were overhead. The people would hear buildings creaking, the walls cracking, and the ground splitting. Everything seemed to groan, as if it were being pushed by a great force. 

In the Mirrored City, the same thing would be happening. 

You were draining your energy, but you kept going past that. You were trying to end the doom upon the cities. 

You were trying to push the cities farther apart so that they would get the general idea. To shut the fuck up and find a god damned third option. Would it work? Well it was worth a try--you’d throw your life away anyway, so you’d do that.

But...

It was far too much. 

You slumped over halfway through your attempt, but you still kept trying. You were swaying in your flight, and when you opened your mouth to take a breath...

You let out a cough to free your lungs from...whatever had gathered there. You paid no attention and continued. You heard voices in your head this whole time and finally they were getting quieter. 

So you’d give one more push with even more of your power. 

This push could be felt throughout the whole city, like a small earthquake. But both of the citys Deltas would receive catastrophic damage to building structure. Older buildings would fall, and streets would split open. 

But to move the cities apart? No...you had failed. 

Your power would grow weaker, but you kept going. 

Onward, you kept going, weakening after their one last push, more like the struggles of a weak child flailing against a stone. You still had more...you were still alive after all. You would laugh to yourself as you gathered every last part of yourself that supplied life and energy into your psionics, and...

One last shockwave would rattle the cities, and your vision would grow blurry. But you heard one last voice before you plummeted to the ground, and you would croak out a laugh, even after you hit the ground. 

The voice you heard in your head...was your fucking own. 

But then all the voices stopped. You did it. You stopped the voices, but you also stopped your own life. You would be found at the epicenter of the normal city’s quakes in Delta, laying flat on your back with a stupid grin on your face. 

You fought your fate. 

And you fucking paid for it. 

But at last the silence was blissful. 

Yo fucking lo.

[aldjfajkdlajf-deactivated201708]

“Let me know then, yeah? I’ll go out with a real bang, put on a show and bring somefin down with me!” 

In a burst of probably stupid confidence, she pumped her fist into the air, grinning brightly. Vaguely, she wondered of her own self from the other city, what she could be, and what she could have been. A horrifying concept, to consider that. 

“Shell yeah- I mean, it’s not home, but it’s somewhere to live, and there’s folks who seem to care whether I live or die. Home’s, it’s gone- so, why not fight for something? Anything? I couldn’t stand just sitting here and watching people die without doing anything.”

Her own smile wavered, but did not fall. It was company, she wasn’t bleeding, it was good.

“I’m not one for killing without reason! You didn’t do anything to me, after all, so I don’t have a reason to.” 

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     “1D R47H3R Y0U N07 D13, 8U7 WH3N Y0U D0 17 7H47 W4Y, 7H3 FL45H13R 7H3 83773R LM40″.

You smile a little at her display, her cheer lightening, somewhat. Well, not many trolls you knew were like this at all, and well...thats something you appreciated right now. Someone to talk to for once without being judged. 

     “H3Y 1M G01NG 70...7RY D01NG 50M37H1NG L473R 4ND 7H15 C17Y M1GH7 G37 KN0CK3D 4R0UND 83C4U53 0F 17, 8U7...KN0W 7H47 1 W4N7 70...FUCK D0 1 H4V3 70 54Y 17 R34LLY?”

     “1M G0NN4 7RY 70 G37 R1D 0F 7H3 PR08L3M.”

     “LM40 1F 7H47 M34N5 7H47 1 H4V3 70 C34C3, 7H3N Y0U GUY5 4R3 FUCK1NG 83773R 0FF. 

Your smile had faded by now, and you just looked...tired. Not physically, but mentally. The voices grew, and to stop them you’d have to do something drastic to stop more of them from appearing. 

     “...TH4NK5, FEFERI”.

[aldjfajkdlajf-deactivated201708]

“I suspect, at least. I’m just hoping that after dying once, the other times won’t be as frightening, or lonely.” 

Her musing takes her thought, but the blank whites of her eyes remain focused on the other, voice bubbling into nothing. Fingers came to comb through hair matted with fuchsia, the trident held tight in the other arm, just like a child.

Too tired, too full of rage from a fight that felt more like a kamikaze effort, than a war. 

“I guess I just want some home to go back to, after all of this! Even if it’s, well glub, unconventional. But, this is my city, and well, I’m its Feferi Peixes. Do you have a name you want to share? If we’re all doomed, I’d at least like to know who’s telling me!” 

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     “Y0U W0N7 83 L0N3LY...1 W0ULD H34R Y0UR V01C3 1N MY H34D Y0U KN0W. 7H47 15 1F Y0U 3ND UP DY1NG H3R3 1 W1LL.”

Some comfort that was supposed to be, but that was the best you could do. 

     But her words struck you somehow. She knew everyone was doomed, but she seemed to want to fight against it. To...live in a sense. That was ridiculous, seeing as you knew everyone was going to die, but maybe, just maybe...you could try something to stop that doom, if you kept hearing people who didn’t want to accept their fate. 

     “50 Y0U W0ULD F1GH7 Y0UR F473? Y0UR D00M? D0N’7 W3 4LL W4N7 4 H0M3 70 G0 84CK 70 7H0UGH. 831NG DR4GG3D 70 4 FUCK1NG C17Y 4G41N57 Y0UR W15H35 15 5H17 4ND W3LL...”

     “7H15 15 Y0UR C17Y HUH? W3LL 1′M 7H3 07H3R C17Y’5 M17UN4 C4P70R. P31X35 15 4 N4M3 1 KN0W, 8U7 175 Y0UR D4NC3570R’5 N4M3 1 KN3W, N07 Y0UR5. 7H15 15 K1ND 0F FUCK1NG 4WKW4RD, 5331NG 45 W3′R3 0N 7H3 0PP05173 51D35, 8U7 7H4NK5. G00D 70 M337 4N07H3R 7R0LL.”

Your chuckle was awkward, but you’d shake your head. She really looked a mess, but here she was, still alive. That was good...maybe. You had no reason to care, but you had this nasty habit of becoming attached to anyone who was remotely nice to you. Someone who LISTENED to you. 

     “W3LL 0N3 7H47 D035N7 7RY 70 K1LL M3, 4NYW4Y. 1M 50 FUCK1NG 71R3D 0F 7H47 D4MN 5H17.”

[aldjfajkdlajf-deactivated201708]

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” 

It’s meant to be sarcastic, but comes out  more like a poem.

The other city. Blinking in brief surprise, her eyes fell to sweep across the landscape, observe for any threat. It took but a moment, and she gripped his hand, hauling herself steady, and offering a signature smile- albeit a little weary. 

“I can’t say I like it– but, this is really all we’ve got. Shell knows how the bubbles are. But, I’ve been trying to clear out all of these no name things from around my apartment– I got swarmed though! I love my trident, but sheesh, punching and kicking saved my bass.” 

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     “50 Y0U KN0W, HUH? 41GH7 41GH7.”

As the troll got to her feet, you’d let out a laugh. Fuck this was a strange situation. You didn’t know who this was, but you could tell, just like everyone else, that she was doomed. 

One big ass doom party, population: two cities. Fuck yeah. It was nice to see a smile for once. All this death usually meant frowns and shit, so this was something you could deal with. 

Even though she was from the other city, your enemy, she didn’t attack. That was nice of her, even though you had no idea who she was. Fuck miracles, but this was a pleasant surprise. 

     “H3LL 50 7H475 WH475 833N M4K1NG 4LL 7H47 N0153. FUCK 7H47 5H17. 54Y 1F Y0U W4N7 50M30N3 70 K1CK 50M3 455 7H3N 1 GU355 1 C4N 570P 831NG 4 N3U7R4L 455H0L3 4ND L3ND 4 H4ND 1N D01NG 7H47. N07 L1K3 1 G07 4NY7H1NG 70 L1V3 F0R, 5331NG 45 1M 50 FUCK1NG D00M3D.”

[aldjfajkdlajf-deactivated201708]

“Ugh, I think I need to not do that.” 

Breathless and hurting, she ends up collapsing against the side of something that felt like a building. 

“I really don’t know how we’re supposed to win this– but, I’ll be glubbed and double dead if I go down without a fight!” 

If only she could get up without stumbling. 

[fl1p7un45-blog]

     “Y0UR3 4LL D00M3D. W3 4LL 4R3. 8U7...”

Having seen a familiar skin color of a troll nearby, you’d decided to sneak over to see just what was going on, only to see this shit. Well, you were mostly going to watch things over, but you really don’t want another voice in your head. 

So you’d offer a hand to the other troll, giving a grin. 

     “3V3RY7H1NG5 FUCK3D UP. H3LL, 1M FR0M 7H3 O7H3R C1TY 4ND 1M 0N 7H15 0N35 51D3.”

     “50 WH47 G07 Y4 7H15 71M3?”

[fl1p7un45-blog]

W3LL L00K 47 7H3 71M3

[bliindary]

[You don’t care. hat should have been the title of your ending story. You don’t care. One world was going to suffer more then the other, so why fight it? You don’t care. There aren’t people from the other world you care about. However you did have a few you did care about in this world. You just said you didn’t care. But that was a lie. You care… just a little.]

[You’re pretty sure if you didn’t have any close ties to anyone here you wouldn’t care so much. Well whatever. Too late for you now.]

[But shit you did not expect Mituna to stand before you as a god tier. Better yet, you didn’t expect to be found by the other Mituna from another universe to stand right in front of you. Honestly, you weren’t sure if you could trust this guy or not. The number one person you hate the most is yourself. Second is everyone else in a way. So you listen to what he has to say and boy, you were almost surprise how this troll spoke to you.]

[Of course you wouldn’t show that, but just let your pokerface take over your facial feature before thinking of a good enough response that would be perfect in your book.]

SOLLUX: oh you notiice. thank2 ii try. iit take2 a true geniiu2 two notiice my amaziing 2uper 2kiill2. SOLLUX: and 2eriiou2ly that'2 not a que2tiion ii rather wa2te my tiime wiith iif you know the an2wer a2 well a2 ii do. iin the end iit all depend2 on how much we all want our world two 2urviive. me? ii don’t care 2iince a part of me will be kiilled, 2o why help anyway2?

[There is still that small hope that your world would come out alive through all this. But there was something that he wanted to know that showed he cared just a little about his own world.]

SOLLUX: 2o are you here two get riid of your counterpart, or ju2t two kiill tiime before doom get2 the be2t of u2.

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Finally, it was kind of awesome that someone actually got the fucking point of all this. You’d land on the ground in front of the other, sitting down and stretching your legs out, giving no fucks about the situation at hand. Or at least that’s what you wanted to give the air off as, but those damn voices were really making it hard for you to concentrate. 

     “TH475 7W0 7RU3. H0N357LY 3N0UGH 1M 50 FUCK1NG 71R3D 0F H34R1NG D34D P30PL3. R47H3R 7H3 FUCK1NG D34D P30PL3 WH0 D13 H3R3 4ND 54Y H3Y L375 5CR34M 1N70 M17UN4′5 34R.”

     “Y34H 1M 50 FUCK1NG 3N73R741N3D 8Y 7H47. 1 D0N7 N33D V01C35 73LL1NG M3 WH47 1 4LR34DY KN0W--7H47 W3R3 50 FUCK1NG D00M3D.”

You’d offer a lopsided grin to accentuate your sarcasm at this whole situation, but would then recoil at the thought of killing your other self. That was so not the reason why you were here at all. Quite the opposite actually. 

     “M057LY 1 C4M3 7W0 3V3N 7H3 PL4Y1NG F13LD 0F D00M 83C4U53 Y0UR C17Y’5 M3 C4N7 D0 5H17. N0 W4Y 1D W4N7 7W0 K1LL H1M--7H47 W0ULD PU7 H15 V01C3 1N MY H34D C4N Y0U FUCK1NG 1M4G1N3?”

     “571LL W3 4R3 FUCK1NG D00M3D 50 UNL355 1 H4V3 70 F1GH7 LM40 1 41N7 D01NG 17. WH47 480U7 Y0U? JU57 831NG 50 C00L 4ND 5H17? 1 KN0W 1M D00M3D 317H3R W4Y 50 1 L173R4LLY FL1PP3D 4 7W0 51D3D C01N 7W0 533 WH1CH 51D3 1D 533 17 FR0M.”

     “1 FL1PP3D 4 C01N 7W1C3 4ND 17 C4M3 UP 741L5 50 1M 0N Y0UR 51D3 F0R 7H15.”

That being said, you fluttered your wings, tilting your head to the side and wincing as a particularly loud voice whispered in your mind. Fuck that shit, you’d probably hear these even if you made yourself deaf. God would they just shut up for a while?

[fl1p7un45-blog]

District Delta was fucked. Everyone was fucked. 

Ever since the skies opened up and portals have been popping up, you’ve had this sense of doom, on the level where you fucked yourself over and lost your psionics. 

You had to find some way to stop it, but...shit....shit fucking hell god damn, your mind was a continuous string of curses screaming against the voices of the dead. Doomed. You were all fucking doomed. 

And then you’d find yourself in front of one of the portals, just as the militia of the other side arrived through it. They surrounded you and you didn’t fucking know what the fuck to do, and your head, it hurt so much...everything hurt, it just would not STOP. 

They leveled their guns at you and prepared to fire. 

You weren’t even aware of this anymore, you were just clutching at your head and shrieking out in vain against the voices of the people who died. 

     “57H0P 7H1G5. 57H0P FUCK1NG DY1NG 0H MY G0WD FUCK1GNG 5H1H17 1 C4N7 FUCK1GN 74K3 7H1G5 5H1H17 4NYM0R3″

     “G0 H0M3 1 D0N7 C4R3 JU57 57U7 UP, 4LL 0F Y0U. 570P Y3LL1NG 47 M3 0H G0D 1M 50RRY JU57 PL345H3 570P...”

     “3V3RY0N35 FUCK1GN D00M3D C4N7 Y0U FUCK1NG 73LL? N0 0F C0UR53H N07 83C4U53 N080DY FUCK1NG L157H3N5.”

     “W3LL 4R3 Y0U L15H73N1NG N0W M07H3RFUCK3R5.”

     “G0D 47 L345H7 QU137 D03N 7H3 V01C35 4 L177L3 0H G0D HRHFHHHH5DHFJG”

Apparently, the ones circling you didn’t care much for your words. The command to fire was given, and by some strange coincidence you’d fallen to your knees at that precise fucking moment, a stroke of luck that ended in friendly fire from the npcs. 

But nobody was listening. 

Nobody was. 

Not even the voices screaming in your head. And when the npcs fell from the founds they inflicted on each other, the voices only doubled in intensity. 

     “57H0P 7H1G5 1 D0N7 UND3R574ND.”

You’d try to get up, but you fell down again when you slipped on something. It was red, and you would rather not know where it came from. The streets had a lot of that as of late. 

So instead you’d...just sit down and hug your knees to your chest, cursing your doom over and over. 

Fuck this. 

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olivescriptures

Fighting here, fighting there, fucking fighting everywhere, and that was two damn tiring for you. Would people kindly stop dying so that you didn’t have to fucking hear their voices? It was so much that you almost couldn’t handle it. 

It would be a shame if you went mad or some stupid shit like that. You already had to avoid your own city’s people, seeing as you were kind of a turncoat, honestly. 

Like, the fuck if you’d kill your other self, you didn’t want that version of yourself’s voice in your head, so you’ll pull some weight on this side and see what you could do to help out if you could. 

Look, look, another god damned troll in this doomed city, great. Well, hovering around doing nothing may have been a great pastime for you, but now was not the fucking time for that. Yeah. 

You were going to talk to this binch. 

     “Y0 81NCH.”

Oh fuck that to hell right there. That was shit, and you knew it. 

     “1M 50RRY. 1 M34N7 70 54Y WH47 4 G0D D4MN3D G00D D41 17 15, 15N7 17? C4N Y0U 73LL Y0UR C17Y’5 P30PL3 70 K1NDLY 570P FUCK1NG DY1NG?”

     “PL3453 73LL 7H3M 70 FUCK1NG 570P 7H47 5H17. 7H475 50 1NC0N51D3R473 FUCK1GN H3LL.”

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W3LL L00K 47 7H3 71M3

heterochromiiageniiu2

Shit fucking hell this place was doomed. Twice you looked over both cities and weighed the odds, until you saw your other self. Fuck him, being dead in the head and all. What a fucking waste. 

So you decided to even the playing field by taking his place on the front lines of fighting. You knew either way you yourself were doomed--you heard your fucking voice in your own head. So, what regrets would you have?

None fucking whatsoever. This was a YOLO moment on the highest level. You were fighting to erase your own existence, but you didn’t think too hard on that. You didn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea that you had depth to your thinkpan or anything. Still, here you were, wings out and proud, wearing a lame sock looking hood on your head. Seriously, who came up with these lame getups?

Better god tier than cod tier god damn it. 

Holy shit though, you didn’t expect to find yet another Captor so soon. You’d land in front of him, folding your arms across your chest with a scowl. Uh, what was his name? Sollux? Whatever, he was just another voice in your head. 

     “0H 5H17 L00K5 L1K3 W3 G07 4 84D455 0V3R H3R3.”

 Nice start, man. 

     “1F Y0UR 7H1NKP4N5 W0RK1NG Y0U KN0W H0W FUCK3D 3V3RY0N3 15 R1GH7. LM40 WH47 4 W4573 0F 71M3.”

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Now here is an ad for this event going on! Info on his normal self and his alt self can be found here, so when you like this and would like to interact with Alt Mituna, let me know via ask! Let’s have fun!

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Alrighty, here you go! citta’s Mituna has no powers seeing as he blew his mind out before he got here, but he can probably still make someone’s life hell if he tries. And oh god will he try, he is so tired of this doom bs where nobody listens to him. 

And His Alternate? Meet a Mituna who not only has powers, but attained god tier. His mind is not broken to hell like his counterpart, and he’s more than willing to kick someone’s ass over a little thing. He is going to fight for citta’s hive, however, once he sees just how powerless his alt self is. 

Mituna is the HEIR of DOOM. 

Mituna is the embodiment of doom, surrounded by the screams of the imminently deceased. So, to put a stop to the voices in his head, he decided to help the side that he’d rather win. 

He has his psionic abilities once more, and well, he sure isn’t afraid of using them. From psionic beams from his eyes, to lifting and moving heavy objects with his mind, Mituna for once is actually of use. 

But the thing is, how long will he stay on the city’s side if history repeats itself and nobody listens to him?