[Vance sits in his void pouring over papers, as well as the photo.]
For the love of- what time period are these kids from, anyway...? Can't have been too long ago. Or... maybe it was?
...why do I recognize them?
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Singapore

seen from United States

seen from Belgium
seen from Ukraine
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seen from Malaysia
seen from Italy

seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from Argentina
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seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia

seen from Sweden
[Vance sits in his void pouring over papers, as well as the photo.]
For the love of- what time period are these kids from, anyway...? Can't have been too long ago. Or... maybe it was?
...why do I recognize them?
Entry #5 (June of 2005)
Why won't you tell anyone about me?
Because they don't need to know, [redacted].
They'll find out eventually.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
The proportions are weird and whatnot because I can't draw. That said, more humanoid advancement.
-Humanoid Advancement tends to keep his hands in his pockets unless he's actively using them to either emote or touch things.
-The cracks in his body are of varying depths, and are basically scars. They run from his ankles to the bottom of his neck.
-Their "skin" is purpleish (not quite the color I used but I'm lazy) unless they're trying really fucking hard to pass for human, which they prefer not to do.
-Just like exclamation point Advancement, they glow dimly in the dark.
-They change their hair often, so he always has a different hairstyle than the last time you saw him. Said hair is much lighter than shown here, but I do not care enough to change it.
-That's a hoodie, I forgot the hood part. And the drawstrings.
They are humanoid at least until the gnome arc ends.
Announcement:
I use they/them or he/him pronouns, preferably never she/her but beyond that other pronouns are okay. I'm non-binary and aroace and I would like to not be shipped with anyone without explicit permission.
...Random headcanons and stuff like that are cool, though. Purely because y'all are fun.
Entry #1 (June of 2005)
Sunday was jarringly redone; a faulty illusion
The ending left misunderstood amnesia for a diorama love
Who will I become?
(At the same time as Prof and Mini finding Vance's files, ignore that they've moved on by the time I've posted this)
[Vance is sitting in his void when he hears a faint wisper ringing through every molecule in the place. His name. Something about... extra files?]
[No, that can't be right. He's an intentional feature of the game, as much as he loathes it. He couldn't possibly have any extra data.]
[...can he?]