Jan 26, 2023
I had this idea that sometimes, when addisons sneeze, they can glitch through objects. And I drew it. I think it's funny.
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I had this idea that sometimes, when addisons sneeze, they can glitch through objects. And I drew it. I think it's funny.
Them living together in a nustell
Flare and Copycat. They love each other to the moon and back. Maybe someday I'll tell their story. For now, this is how their relationship looks like most of the time lol
Weed Brownies
(Orange - Flare. Green - Copycat. Yellow-Fizz.) Flare makes meetings at his house from time to time to chill after a stressful week. Everyone is allowed to join. He makes weed brownies with Copycat.
Copycat reference sheet! The most important info's here but you can ask me stuff if something is bothering you! EDIT: Forgot to add he's 25 years old and Pansexual!
I have no idea why this is the first thing I post here but whatever just take it and let me go
Video's Last Patient
Video, the anxious green girl addison! She won't talk to you face to face bcs she's scared, but she has wild internet life! You can ask her
Video's reference sheet above. Her "short" story below. (WARNING: suicide, death, murder) Video was on a walk like she did any other night, when an addison fell flat on the ground in front of her. Green addison stared in shock at what happened just now but quickly realised she's not looking at a dead body yet. Building was tall, bot seemed not tall enough to kill the suicidal fool. He looked pretty... broken nonetheless. Video, knowing how will it end if she'll leave him, patched him up as fast and as good as she could and took him to her sheltered place (name it home but it's a really small apartment with covered windows).
Vid tried to force some healing food in him but he was unable to swallow. So she fed him some liquid to keep him alive and to let him at least start the healing process.
After two weeks or so, the addison started responding to being fed. Healing sped up from there.
Third week, the addison opens his eyes and tries to talk. Video was fine with him not speaking but once she heard a sound coming out of him she ducked behind a desk, nervously checking if he's moving or not. He got into sitting position while groaning from pain and looked around. Then she heard him speak full sentence for the first time since she brought him here.
"What the hell?". Silence . . . "Who the fuck are you??"
She shuddered, made a weird sound and tried to curl into a smallest ball possible.
"Stop pretending you're not here. Who are you??"
It took a long while and a lot of stuttering from the green addison to answer to any of his questions.
"I'm Video!" She shouted and ducked down again. Addison on the bed was silent for a second.
"I'm . . . I'm Copycat". He said, not sure how to continue the conversation.
But somehow they did.
It took days for Video to get at least a little comfortable around Copycat. But she had to, since Copy couldn't walk on his own yet.
The week passed and the question showed up. Video knew it would eventually come.
"Why did you save me?"
Video didn't know how to answer while not being honest.
"It felt like the right thing to do. You almost fell on me so I wasn't fine after seeing you on the ground, too"
Copy, for the first time since waking up, showed a real and honest expression. It looked like mix of quilt and fear.
"I... didn't know that could happen. I didn't think about it.. " He said silently, almost whispering.
"Why you wanted to end this like that? I don't know what happened in your life but-"
"Exactly. You don't know. So don't try to say you know anything" He cut her and went silent again. Vid was ready for that answer. It wasn't first time someone snapped at her like that.
Later that day she spoke to him again.
"I was a therapist, you know?" She said while giving him food. He looked at her with surprised smile.
"Pff, YOU? How when you look like needing one yourself??" He laughed a little. Vid just smiled politely.
"I did say I was, not that I still am" She looked away, kinda dozing off. Copy stopped laughing and got curious instead.
"What happened then?"
"It's too long of an answer. It doesn't matter anyway.. Not anymore" She answered. Her eyes looked empty while she cleaned the dishes.
It took a really long time to make Copy speak up. But Video wasn't pushy. She gave him time and was giving gentle treatment while sharing some information about herself to gain his trust. Eventually Copycat said what caused him to break.
He murdered someone. He admitted it wasn't a problem that he did it, it wasn't first time. But it was the first time killing someone possibly innocent. And he did it wrong. His victim died in pain and it took a long time before she stopped breathing. It was an order and he was starwing, he couldn't decline. But he couldn't take the last look she gave him. It was haunting, begging look of someone desperate to live.
After long days of insomnia and quilt he just wanted to rest. He broke down into a sobby mess, shaking and apologising over and over. Vid let him cry himself out.
After a few weeks Copycat started slowly getting better. But he still didn't know how to start anew.
"Why you want me to live so much?" He was asking from time to time. Vid couldn't answer how she wanted to and went with some therapy lines. It wasn't working well, but it was better than not saying anything. She couldn't tell him the truth just yet.
Copy eventually started leaving her place, going to store all by himself and resocializing. He looked and felt better and better every new day. But Video started feeling weaker and more dim.
One day, Video asked Copycat over. She asked if she can look into his memories. At first Copy didn't understand, She explained that it's how her ability works. She can take an USB wire from her wrist and plug herself to another Addison and learn about everythng what happened in it's life while her patient goes into a sleeping state.
"It's like watching a movie, but with feeling what you did at the moment" She said. After long thinking, Copy agreed but warned her she might hate him afterwards. She assured him that she would never. Copy lay down on the bed and let Vid do the thing.
When he woke up, he noticed Vid, sitting on the bed, facing away from him.
"How was it?" He asked, not sure what to expect
". . ."
"Video?"
"I... need to go outside" She stuttered and stormed out while covering her face. Copy felt fear, thinking she doesn't want to know him anymore.
He failed to see she was crying.
She came back in the morning, reassuring Copy that she wasn't abandoning him. But she admitted that he can't stay with her forever. So a few days later, he left.
He was coming over to her often. To talk, to share, to hang out. But she was becoming weaker and weaker each time. Even faster since he left. He noticed it and asked her what's wrong, but she didn;t want to tell him. So he just continued to visit her as often as he could.
One day, after being gone for a bit longer, he showed up with a bouquet in his hands and knocked on the door. He wanted to thank her yet again and share some news. But she didn't answer. He knocked again. Still nothing. Growing worried, he tried to open the lock on the door. Turns out the door was open, so he let himself in. She was sitting next to the bed, loosely. Almost falling over. She wasn't breathing. It was the first time he has seen her in a regular shirt. That's when Copycat realised why she was always covering her body with long sleeved hoodies, turtlenecks, gloves and scarves. At first he thought she was cutting herself. But that was worse.
On her fingertips and on her neck were dark, awful marks. They looked like a weird virus you would see only in a horror movies.
She was being eaten alive by a disease, like a human cancer. For possibly years. Knowing there was no cure. He now knew why she saved him. It was so selfish, but it got to him more than any of her other advises.
She wanted HIM to live because SHE was the one who didn't want to die. She wanted her last patient to live on, for her.
That day, Copycat cried more than he did ever before and after in his life. And never tried to take his own life again.
I was aksed on DA for reference sheets of my Ads so I got to work right away. All info in one place! Ask me stuff about him if you have questions ^ ^
Hey to Addison enjoyers. Would you like it if I wrote a lore of my boys (Copycat and Flare)? I have it all in my head and I'm absolutely not up to making a wole ass comic it would take me years to finish with my state of mind