Mayhem's Night

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[[sorry about the sudden move, it's been buggin me a while. but here i am as a masterblog!]]

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[[especially since the main blog here is so dead it just feels kindaaaa pointless. but i really love lOVE this muse here so moving might be the thing to do. stay tuned yo]]

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[[considering if i should move this to a uh

master blog

bc this is a sideblog

the sooner the better tho hmmmm....]]

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Claire whines. "It's not real. It can't be real. I thought I got rid of It, like, forever ago! Why is it still here?!"

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this place can work as an askblog too, ykno

mayhem night versions of any characters are available

even the terrified fear-gassed burners themselves [they might not want to talk much, though]

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MAYHEM NIGHT'LL NEVER BE OVER

ITS STILL THE SEASON

I AM

THE MAYHEM NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS

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"I’m noT LYING, SIR," despite the fear burning in his chest, Jenzen’s face turned a cold, sickly pale as he shook his head. "I SWEAR, I’M NOT LYING."

He had to take a step back; Mike was right— Jenzen should’ve just gone and lived with him.  He should’ve left when he had the chance.  Now, he’d never see Mike again.  Hell, he’d be lucky if he say anyone again, Jenzen knew what they did to traitors in Deluxe. It was far worse than a public execution.

"Those— those are fake! They have to be!” he jabbed a finger accusingly at the screens, taking another step backwards (maybe he could hack into a pod server, or just jump out the window, if need be), “I would never do that, sir, I’m not lying!”

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Kane's face only showed more disapproval and anger at Jenzen's frantic excuses. "ENOUGH!!!" He shouted. The screens around them had gone completely corrupt and blank.

"I don't have any use for traitors." The screens came back, showing Jenzen's profile once more. Except... It looked more like a criminal's file.

Everything suddenly ascended, no, Jenzen was falling. Or at least the sensation was similar. Lights and darkness and colours rushed by, and suddenly the falling sensation stopped, with no impact. His surroundings revealed itself to a familiar appearance of the interior of a certain worn-down green car.

And next to him in the driver's seat? An all too familiar Mike, one with acid green eyes and sharp teeth.

"I heard Kane dumped your ass. Guess that means you're all mine now, huh?" A horrible grin spread across his face.

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Mayhem hasn't met many people since gaining independence with a mind of his own.  

Maybe he could approach differently. Be a "human" and build a "friendship" (Only to tear it to the ground in horrifying trippin' hellfires later)

If only mother Kaia could give some orders, he would at least have something to do.

Might as well try the human thing.

Kids... People like kids, right?

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a less trustworthy adult

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The large creature sniffs curiously at the nightmare, her tongue sliding out to lick her own eye as she examined the other.

Curiously, Mayhem stares back at the other.

….

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"Wha—" 

Shit.  Shit, no, that couldn’t be right.  It was impossible.  Jenzen stared, lips parted in slack-jawed shock.  He’d been so careful, he’d covered every track, hell, he covered half of the future tracks he knew he might leave.  And those flickering images on the screens— private moments— there’s no way Kane would have those.   Was this some sort of trick? A test?  

Either way, there was only one to do right now: Deny it. Deny until he had to run.

"Mister Kane, sir—" the inside of his mouth felt like dry cotton, but he forced the words to spill out of his mouth, "—those aren’t real.  They can’t be, I haven’t seen Chilton in a year, I don’t know wh—”

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"Lies will not be TOLERATED!!" Kane angrily raised his voice at the cadet. "Neither will backstabbing!"

The screens around them kept swapping to different times where Jenzen had interacted with the others.

"I've dealt with ENOUGH thanks to Mike Chilton! I can't have YOU falling in the same line! Do you understand me?!"

Each of the screens began to glitch in appearance, many of them beginning to show Jenzen's profile as a Deluxian before going corrupt.

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just a normal, trustworthy child

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happy halloween/mayhem night

eat candy until you start trippin balls

ill be there

 i n   y o u r   h e a d

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Refraction (Closed | Mayhem, Non CA)

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He really doesn’t know how to retort back to her. Whether it was fear of her or just her actually having a point was all up in the air.

Mike could swear he felt the green eyes burning holes through him. This had to be a dream. This was all a dream, it had to be. This instance happened before, but never to his magnitude.

And yet, everything around him felt so much more real than the last time. The smoke felt heavy, seeping into Mike’s lungs, the Burner starting to cough from the sudden fog while looking for the source of the sounds.

Once the smoke thinned, however, it wasn’t a sight Mike was expecting.

The apartment complex. All of the people still inside, his mind immediately screaming to run and save them all. Looking at the windows he could see the tenants he saved, but…there were other people. People he knew.

The Burners and his parents were a definite change in the whole scheme of things.

"No. No, this is all a dream!" He shouts, looking over at the wrecking ball. "Stop! Stop this now! You’ll hurt them!" His mind raced even faster as he heard the cries of his friends and family and trying to piece together what was really going on here. Clearly, he was at odds.

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"If you want to stop it so badly then why don't you DO SOMETHING about it for once?!?" Capri yelled from the smoke in an enraged tone. What was left of the smoke started rushing by in violent winds of bright angry colours. The environment was becoming a stressful sea of overwhelming sights and sounds, and that machine carrying the wrecking ball only became clearer and closer.

"Not like you ever could!"

Her voice was echoing all around, seeming to come from everywhere all at once. Yet those green eyes seemed to glare from that one spot behind the colourful smoke. No, two spots, three. Four. Five. 

"Or ever will!!" 

Some of the people in the building were banging against the windows, as if they had been locked in and had no choice but to stay and watch while all they could do was try to get someone to see and rescue them.

The machine was at close range to the apartment complex now, and the wrecking ball was being lifted in preparation.