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(A picrew of Artful Agony AU Reality, with and without overlay)
EYE STRAIN WARNING
I made the Artful Agony AU where Illusion/Reality escaped Minecraft after going to Hypixel and began to deteriorate. His entire perception of existence was shattered, and he saw Sabre as who he was behind the screen. They grabbed onto the first thing they could find, which ended up being a Google Chrome web browser with KidPix up. Their code fused with what they grabbed, and with just barely enough power, they escaped back into their Minecraft World. His appearance back in Minecraft was corrupted and distorted, along with his mind being almost entirely fractured.
my poor lil lad...
I think I'll be fine.
*Her smile turns more genuine too,seeing that he's not upset*
I've met three or four other versions in different universes...they're all very unlike eachother. I love them all.
*She hums happily*
I can't say the same for my Illusion though- he's- a bit antisocial.
*She giggles*
I don't think he appreciates me trying to bring them all home-
He softly laughs along with her, glad that his plan is working and that Invi isn't upset that he didn't answer her questions.
"I see, I see. I wish I could say that none of the ones here were the same, but alas... I think this place is a perfect example why he wouldn't want so many copies of himself in one place- hah-"
He opens the door and holds it open for Invi to go in first. It opens up to a pastel blue and pink living room on the right and a black and white kitchen to the left, separated by a counter. The kitchen looks spotless (if not for the random pictures and papers stuck to the fridge), almost as if nobody actually uses it to cook with. In the living room, melted onto a plush, light pink couch, is a short figure wearing a coat with a crosshatch-esc pattern and black accents on one side and white on the other, basic dark grey pants, and opposite colors boots matching the accents on their coat. They have fluffy, short light blue hair and when they open their eyes at the sound of the door opening, their eyes are different colors (one blue, one purple). At their side is what appears to be some kind of box with a black and white horizontal gradient on it, which they panic and grab when they realize that they don't know who Invi is. They put it on their head, revealing it to be a mask with a black, jack-o-lantern style smile on it.
"Dear Colors- Battery, tell me right now that this isn't a new one."
Oh you'll find out about the computer virus thing pretty shortly! Right aboutttt... :) now.
*The original voice seems to fade out,and another one can be heard right outside of where Artful Agony Reality is. It's slightly more high pitched and sounds a little...computery?*
Well this isn't my house. Again. Ahh...at least I brought a gift basket this time!! :D
"Ah- what?"
This person appears in a dark oak hallway with star streamers hung on the ceiling and ombre carpets that on the floor fading from a dark blue, to purple, to pink as it goes along. There are a few doors along with hallway with one on each end as well.
One door near the far end opens and someone steps out, being around 5'6 ft tall with a jittery, dark magenta corruption engulfing and climbing up their left hand and leg, wearing a dark, desaturated brown dress shirt with black leggings and a white bow around his neck. He looks to be the same person from the video that was responding earlier.
"Hello..?"
*Luna is hanging back from a chair while flipping through signals they left recording when they encounter the video. Sitting up to hear the message, many questions go through their head*
*Luna mutters* "That sounds unfortunate, I can probably help."
*Getting the general location where the signal came from, Luna dials up and sets the microphone in front of them. Only wanting to send a voice message, they press the button,*
"Hello there, this is the Luna Nebula Station, Do you need help or only want someone to talk? Copy."
*Luna stands by and hopes that Illusion responds back without any errors.*
- @luna-taxers-rp
It takes a couple minutes for any response to come back, but eventually another video clip comes through. The same person from before is on screen, looking pleasantly surprised about this.
"Hello, I wasn't expecting this to reach any kind of station, but it's good to hear a new voice."
"I'm not in any kind of danger- other than these threats to my sanity- but it would be nice to talk to someone who isn't supposedly a different world's copy of myself. Uh- over?"
With that, the video ends.
The camera now shows a cherry wood door with the gaps covered up with several sheets of differently colored construction paper, which is soon cracked opened by someone with a desaturated brown dress-shirt sleeve and a black glove.
"Hey, Gen-"
"GET OUT, I'M BEING ANGRY!"
The second voice, off screen somewhere behind the door that now has flashing lights pouring out from the other side, sounds similar to the first one, but more feminine and- as she said herself- angry.
"Oh. I have something to show you when you're done."
The person holding the camera closes the door carefully.