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autidcte‌:

realization hits ♡♪⁉ as a painful fist, making him tense and trembling, as those laughters become louder and the blow in the barrel dies. he can’t shoot him, even if he really wants to. he can’t let a monster like that live without someone controlling it - despite the one in control is even more of a monster. the star is shaking, disgusted by the fact that andré actually has a point, desperately looking for another solution, any other solution to resolve that mess. but the idea of the failure, so tangible rising behind him, fills his body and mind just with utter despair and panic; he’s failing, and the whole world is risking a cost too high because of him.

« sh-shut up, i !! » he begins, just to be immediately interrupted by the black lum, suggesting him - with such a sticky and irritating irony - to duck. knowing well that he will never actually have the time for that.

♡♪⁉ has barely enough time to turn as much as it’s needed to see, with the tail of the eye, the attack already incoming. he takes the full strength of the blow, that throws his light weight right off of andré and hurls him distant, near the trees and the overwhelming darkness between the trunks.

he lands badly, but manages with a somersault to end up on his feet again, barely feeling the pain thanks to his wooden body. one hand grips the other arm, thinking of charging a blast towards the creature - a probably useless move, but he has to try at least-!!

that is, until he suddenly falls on his knees. ♡♪⁉ pants, shaking even stronger now as he realizes, he can’t stand up. he begins to panic, unsure of the motive - is it because it is a new body? is it the darkness around him? is it having an effect on his soul…?! he gasps, pointing his gun at the creature, trying to do something.

« come on, come on, please please please-!! » he gasps for breath, charging a blast that will never be ready in time, trying to move the legs that are shaking under the desperation of his will.

Oh, this is just nice. This is just so genuinely, actually sweet and god fucking damn dandy! The Black Lum’s laughter grew even louder as the puppet was forced to move away from him, Just as the other falls, Andrè slowly and calmly stands up, wiping away some dirt from his pants and giving a quick look to the...

...uuh.

The thing. Over him. Head tilted, staring at him- it? They?? ...staring at them, Andrè was quite certain that they reminded him of a certain someone. WHo would’ve thought!

“Oh now that’s just fucking delightful.” he giggles, barely turning around as the other stars pleading for his attack to be charged a little faster... And his smile widens, feeling the darkness surrounding them moving.

The creature’s arm rises, ready to slap the little ‘hero’ away.

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autidcte‌:

no no nO NO DARN IT- ♡♪⁉ is taken by a sudden rush of panic, and it’s the worst thing it can happen in a moment like this. he’s utterly frozen, able only to look up at that MONSTER of pure darkness that is forming so quickly in front of his eyes. what to do? what to do?! oh stars, why did the gods waited so much?! he didn’t have enough time, h-he couldn’t !!

it’s weird to admit that andré is the one that suddenly snaps him back to reality, unfreezing his body so suddenly to actually startle him. he legit forgot the black lum was behind him. well, good thing for the star he was too stupid to take advantage of the situation, and he had to scream.

« SHUT UP, i heard you!! you didn’t even know THIS was going to happen!! ». ♡♪⁉ reacts by pure instinct, shouting just as loud, voice broken by pure panic. he doesn’t have the time to be the usual calm and collected warrior. everything is falling, he is failing, the world… the great protoon…! not again, NOT AGAIN!!

he gets even closer to andré, taking advantage of him still on the ground to push the gun on his forehead, a blow already charging in the barrel. « STOP THIS THING!! » he shouts, desperate to say the least. he’s not even trying to sound in control of the situation at this point.

« stop it! STOP IT IMMEDIATELY !! »

Oh hoh hoh, how the tables have turned. Someone’s freaking out all of a sudden. All it took was a giant shadow thingie off to destroy the world.

That’s quite delightful.

Andrè gets shoved down without even trying to fight back, giving a quick look to the gun pointed right as his silly little funny head of his. And yet he can’t stop smiling.

Oh, for the matter... he actually starts laughing. Low, at first. Calm. Just to get a little louder, Then in a scream, as maniacal as it could get.

“STOP IT? Or else what? You gonna shoot me?!” he yells, arms wide open as if he wanted it to happen, now. That would’ve been quite the hilarious turns of events “So then nobody will be able to control that?! For a matter of fact...”

He gives a quick look at the shadow creature, just in time to see it lifting an arm. Likely with all the intention of slap that puppet off.

“I’d suggest you to duck.”

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autidcte‌:

and down he goes. good. ♡♪⁉‘s smirk widens, for a moment, savoring a bit of sweet victory. he did it. andré is down, and his plan is stopped! he made it in time. he can breathe again.

but this certainly doesn’t mean that his duty is done, and the star is well aware of this. his smile is fast to disappear, a much more serious and focused look wearing on the wooden visage. he gets closer to the black lum, the eyes fixed on him, the gun ready to fire at the minimum suspect movement. as he arrives beside him, the barrel is pointed right at andré, a soft light already shimmering in it, a new blow preventively charging.

« i think you already imagined you are coming with me now. » he begins, the authoritarian tone pronouncing each word clearly, just in case the other one needed it. because of the blow on the face, or because he’s simply stupid - whatever the motive. « stand up, and follow »

and he suddenly stops.

interrupted by a sudden shiver, not of his body, but of his very soul. the essence itself of his true form hidden in the chest of the wooden doll is distraught by the feeling of something, forming beside him, behind him, all around him. eyes snap from the figure of the black lum to the darkness around them, noticing how it isn’t reducing - no, no! it’s getting more dense! it’s getting stronger!

« no…! »

♡♪⁉ lets out what seems almost a beg, the light in his weapon fading as his focus is caught by his surroundings. the darkness gets thicker, moving, closing, as it is attempting to choke the star. panic starts to close his grip on ♡♪⁉, making him forget about the black lum, and turn to face what was coming behind him.

« … NO…! »

it is there, rising taller and taller each second that passes. an enormous being made of pure, impenetrable darkness, standing taller than the trees, staring at him, just an ant in comparison to itself, with white and empty eyes. exactly what he should have stopped before it could happen.

Ow. Fuck.

Shiiiiiiit.

...

FFUCK,

“MOTHERFUCKER”

We would write a LOT more curses and go back to the whole ‘throwing his entire gun’ plan, if it wasn’t for the fact that, first, the guy had the upper hand. Quite literally. This tiny little fucker was pretty much towering over him. Once again a kid is handing him his own ass.

And second...

...second, huh. Things happened. They sure are happening. Dark weird things. What.

“...shit this is what was meant to happen?” he hisses under his breath, just to, you know. Realize he’s supposed to be the bad guy here so he gotta keep up his character.

“OH, yes! What’s! Up! Pinocchio!”

“All your shit is FUCKED!”

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autidcte

« you also got kicked back in your place, and twice, if i remember correctly. »

flytrapbooze

#gun #crack #autidcte

World domination? Pffffft, yeah, sure,

“i managed to summon a god once but go off i guess”

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autidcte‌:

the star feels himself on the verge of panic when the rifle is pointed at him. his blow needs more charge, just a little more to actually be effective, but andré is faster. he just needs to pull the trigger. ♡♪⁉ thinks to stay still and finish charging, he attempts to, but the sudden peak of panic of seeing that metal mouth pointed at him is too strong. the charge suddenly stops, and he’s already moving to avoid the hit

when the other’s gun misfires.

the star grins in pure delight.

probably a little too arrogant, for someone in his position, but he doesn’t care. andré deserves to have his gun broken like that and a good starlight power right in the face.

keeping his smirk, ♡♪⁉ points his gun at the black lum again, charging a new shot. and this time, no one would interrupt it.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck please work just fucking work whye this stupid piece of shit gun he didn’t use nor cleaned in months nOT WORKING!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA he might just throw this now. Use it like a bat. Or a ball. Both of them together. It’s amazing. Yeah, that might be a very good idea! Why didn’t he think about it sooner? Yeah, he’s going to absolutely destroy h-

--well y’know he could’ve thought about it 0.1 seconds earlier. Yknow. Before being hit right in the face by the solid version of a star. A star full of bigass rocks. Right in the face.

Nice. He’s dead now.

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robotpirateleader‌:

“You know what I’ll shove into yours?!”

W-Wait, is it his pegleg he’s holding?!

“SPYGLASS!”

“I-I’m looking!”

“……..”

Sigh.

“Well, long time no see? …..Where had you been all this time?”

Still lying down, other than the leg, now lifsts both middle fingers. Classy as always.

“Oh, doing all right good lookin. Just napping. Planning world domination The usual”

He’s 100% ignoring the pirates.

#asdfasndf i love how clara is just #'...hey'#rp #robotpirateleader

lies down seductively and lifts a single leg

“eat my entire ass razor”

#>:)#dash commentary #robotpirateleader

Andre!!! You're alive!?!

“I AIN’T GONNA DIE EASILY FUCKERS”

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autidcte‌:

♡♪⁉ pouts. the gods talked to him about andré’s ways of communicate - and he is, after all, a bit used to swears, as polokus himself isn’t exactly the kind of being that completely avoids these kind of words -, but the black lum is just… oh stars, he’s a machine of swears. and it’s annoying. for the stars, it’s VERY annoying.

and he’s about to point that out, the second hand snapping back to normal as well as the other one points the index finger at the other. mouth opens, a good lecture about to be shouted… just to let out a yelp, and kind of literally throw himself on the ground.

right. RIGHT. andré is trying to clone something he shouldn’t and he’s attempting to kill him in the meantime. the whole swears thing can wait.

PRIORITIES, ♡♪⁉.

another rapid somersault and he’s back on his feet again, the gun of the right hand revealed once again as it rapidly charges a new shot, while the left one grasps the arm to keep the aim firm on the target. realizing, with a little worry, that he’s trembling. is it because he got distracted? because he’s scared he is being too slow with this shot? because the body is still too new to charge so much?…

later, later. one thing at the time.

-OH GOD DAMNIT.

He really really really isn’t liking this little fucker. He stood up again, yes... but that didn’t mean he was going to simply stay here and let him have it.

Like... come on. Some rando really thinks he can stop him? He spent YEARS working on that plan - or at least, he likes to believe he did. He has no fucking clue what this conjuration might bring - and now some Pinocchio-lookin ass thinks he can just tiptoe in and fuck it up?

Yeah, no. He was preparing a new attack still, so might as well simply be faster, right? Right.

Andrè stood on the spot, quick to pull the trigger-

...and having the gun. Pretty much explode.

Huh. Looks like someone exaggerated on the powder.

“...are you shittin’ me-”

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autidcte‌:

well, he stopped. it’s already much more than he expected. ♡♪⁉ keeps his weapons pointed at the black lum, ready to any quick reaction, but hoping - probably a little naively - that they could just talk it out, and avoid another war. a knaaren, one of the most powerful and resistant creatures, died for the excessive power. what good could come for andré, even retrying the experiment a third time?

whatever it is, it must be invaluable. and therefore, andré must not get it.

one of ♡♪⁉’s hands snaps back to normal as he jumps away, avoiding getting hit. he lands with a quick somersault, helped by the closed hand, and his gun is pointed back at andré. « and we’re at four! » he exclaims as he charges his attack, and shoots in turn.

Oh, goddamnit. He’s already getting on his nerves, over here.

Andrè’s eyes went quickly for the Black Lums, as in silently giving them orders on what to do to continue... whatever he was doing, honestly. He wasn’t quite sure himself. Something good for him, at least.

He got distracted one (1) second, and the thingie already attacked back, commenting on his vocabulary still - and causing him to let out yet another “FUCK!” as soon as he ducked to avoid being shot in the Goddamn Face, letting out a second one as soon as he lost balance and fell down, butt first

He’s not having a good time.

“I have enough problems with that blond piece of shit” he grumbles, not even trying to censor himself. Like, who the fuck does this guy think he is? His mom?? Fuck you. “How about you mind your god” loads “damn” aims “BUSINESS?!”

Aaaand shoots.

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autidcte‌:

♡♪⁉ would be a big horrible liar if he won’t admit that swear scared the shit out of him.

in the great list of things that he was expecting to hear in that terrifying mess, that word wasn’t taken in consideration, especially screamed in such a manner. someone has to wash their mouth with soap. a lot of it. on the positive side, now ♡♪⁉ knows exactly in which direction he has to go.

and there he is headed, often throwing a look around him, at those weird movements that seem someone, but when looked at they become just part of the same darkness. inside of him, he can’t but think that the gods took a little too much their time. what is he supposed to do exactly if he finds out the situation is worse than thought? a miracle?

and eventually, there he finds him, the cause of all the troubles. a face that he never met, but all the stars know, for he has been cause of horrible things in the past. twice. and now he’s trying to become such for the third time.

no, ♡♪⁉ tells himself, not this time.

« HALT!! » he shouts, wrists snapping back to reveal the hidden guns in the arms, that he doesn’t hesitate to aim right at andré. « get away from him, now!… and stop swearing, for the stars! i heard three swear words in less than thirty seconds!! »

ah, yes, exactly the argument to start with the current enemy number one of the glade.

He was just about to whack the poor ass sack of shit on the floor once again, when a voice stopped him - his gun still up, ready to be used as a baseball bat once again. Completely still, if not for the fact that his eyebrow rose up a little bit as soon as he commented about leaving the Hoodlum alone. And to stop swearing.

...hm. Weird. That didn’t sound like the blondie. Or his fat stupid friend. Or the king. Or the fly- Fuck he sure has a fuckton of enemies, does he?

Slooooowly, Andrè turns his head, looking at that- ...thing. Weird lil thingie. With two weird lil guns.

...and he sure as hell didn’t have time to deal with a new nuisance. His eyes went to what remained of the Hoodlum, who simply shrugged it off, smirking as he quickly pointed his own gun at the other.

“Fuck you.”

---aaaand shoots.

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the magical field is immense. ♡♪⁉ has to shield his eyes for a long moment as he draws closer to its center - and it’s a weird feeling. there is no strong light, the opposite: the forest is already pretty dark during the night, and in that place it was almost pitch black. he could feel the familiar cover of the night offered by the leptys, and yet it also hurts, clinging to his legs as it was trying to bound him to the place and gulp him in the blackness.

it’s so weird. it’s scary.

yet, ♡♪⁉ keeps on his courage, and eventually arrives in the center. where all that unnatural darkness is being generated, and something is creating right around him.

it might actually be the worst of the ideas. he didn’t think about it up to now, but all that darkness… he’s surrounded by it. he walked right into it, like a mouse walking inside the cat’s mouth. be careful, ♡♪⁉. or it won’t be a happy ending.

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“FUCK!”

And here we are, completely destroying the mood. Everything seemed to be going juuuuuuust dandy up to that moment. Create more Black Lums, make a bigass Hoodlum out of it, go again with the whole ‘clone Reflux and therefore the Leptys’ plan. All’s gucci. Until he realized he was completely out of shape for that.

It’s been quite a while since Andrè moved his lazy ass to try and do something - wait for the Glade to be chill enough to not pay attention to him just to strike! Yeah babey!! -, just to discover that the few Red Lums he managed to gather weren’t enough. Or he simply lost his touch to create some cool ass Hoodlums.

“Why can’t this piece of shit scarecrow wannabe stay up?!”

The poor sack of sadness the Hoodlum(?) in front of him let out an annoyed groan, that apparently Andrè took as an insult since he grabbed his shotgun and started beating the crap out of the guy

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK I’M YOUR FUCKIN DAD!!!!!!!!!”

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Oh, so you would fuck him... what about him fucking you?