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Richard Maxwell and Arthur Dent functionally fill the exact same role in their respective sagas in completely opposite ways, in this essay I will-
I’m calling out to the depths of the internet— I am looking for a dark fic that was removed years ago from fanfiction.net. It was an Adventures in Odyssey fanfic following the idea of Richard NOT jumping from the car in “Another Chance”. Rodney followed behind and watched as Richard was executed at the end of Trickle Lake by Jellyfish.
I can’t be the only one that remembers this. I cannot be the only one. Lord knows I can’t get back into the fanfiction archive on Town of Odyssey, so PLEASE if you have any leads lemme know lol.
AiO Thought of the Week
Blackgaard AU: After Eugene gets fired from Whit's End he starts working for Blackgaard instead of Richard.
AIO can’t make it halfway through a major saga without having some attractive morally gray character pull a gun on someone huh
Drabble: A cheesy interaction between Jason and my si/oc Vanessa during her busy shifts at Blackgaard's castle. Contains food service horror.
Tonight the devils came out to revel for one last summer hurrah before the chill of fall settle in. At Blackgaard's castles Kids bounced around between video games and the play-castle while their parents distracted themselves with food or their phones.
Vanessa watched from her booth tapping her fingers against the counter in boredom. After hearing searing digs at her acne scars & the snide condescension from snooty customers all night she was ready to go home. The only good part about this hellhole was that they didn't serve alcohol. She could barely deal with a lot of stuff but she drew the line at drunks.
"I don't get paid enough for this," Vanessa grumbled. At least tomorrow was her day off, her workplace would be closed for repairs.
Closing her eyes she found herself at a cozy parlor, soft country music playing in the background, clinks of glasses and quiet banter. If it wasn't for her dozing off then she would've noticed a man sneaking into the room.
Jason wrinkled his nose at the sight before him. Not a single parent had a hold of their kids! At least the popcorn smelled delicious - no don't get distracted!!
His keen blue eyes made out one familiar face: Vanessa!
"Sleeping on the job? For shame Miss Marbles for shame!"
Vanessa snorted awake and gasped to see the handsome man looking at her grinning with mischief. "Oh Jason! What are you doing here?" She felt so embarrassed!
"Not much just needed to have a word with Blackgaard,a little proprietor to proprietor," the older male replied as he motioned his fingers in air quotes. Vanessa nodded at the unusual word choice.
"Uh huh, well I haven't seen him around tonight, hadn't seen him since I started a while ago."
Jason rubbed his chin. "Interesting. He fought so hard for this place to be built you'd think he'd be living inside it!" Deep down he had a sneaking suspicion the man was here, he could sense him. He didn't want to doubt her, but can't be too careful either.
Vanessa scoffed. "Yeah right! He should try working my shift for a change!"
"Nothing much," she said. Then she frowned as she peered behind Jason and saw a couple of kids rocking against the arcade rider. "Hey what did I told y'all?!" The naughty kids heard her shout at them and promptly stepped off and ran back to their tables. Jason raised a brow then turned back to her. She sighed in defeat.
"It's been absolute hell," she groaned.
"No kidding," Jason replied with pity in his voice. "
"They expect me to be their babysitter for free," Vanessa cut in. She leaned against her booth ans continued to rant. "Like it's not in my job description to do all this! None of my ofher workers actually do anything besides me and Garry speaking of which poor Garry's had a heart attack trying to fill everyone's orders and they STILL weren't satisfied!"
"Wow sounds like you had a rough night," Jason interjected trying to calm her down. "I'm sorry that happened to you."
"No no you don't have to apologize besides I'm used to it," the brunette reassured him, embarrassed at going off on him like that. "It's just so exhausting having to work this hard and get no gratitude! Just more work!?"
"If you feel that way why don't you tell your....boss?" Jason winced internally at that last word.
"He'll probably won't listen. No one pays any attention to me round here anyways," scoffed Vanessa. She hated to sound like a victim but it's true. "Might as well keep my mouth shut and head low. Things go better that way anyways."
"Hey don't say that, that's quitter's talk," exclaimed Jason. "Don't let those jerks walk all over you like that! Show them how much you're truly worth it!"
"I don't know..." Vanessa looked away.
He placed both hands on her shoulders. She suppressed a shiver of pleasure at the warm contact. "Hey there's a reason why Blackgaard must've hired you! He saw something in you the rest of them can't see!" He winced again at mentioning Blackgaard.
Vanessa let out a laugh. "You flatter me Whittaker but I doubt that's going to happen."
"Only if you don't try."
Vanessa pursed her lips as she nodded. Trying would only result in failure. But when she saw the warmth in his eyes a small part of her wanted to open up.
The two stood there for a moment before Jason coughed, pink tinting his cheeks.
"Anyways it was nice seeing you," said Jason as he turned away. "I better leave before someone catches me!" When he winked at her she almost swooned. "Maybe tomorrow you'll stop by for some drinks?"
Vanessa smiled shyly. "I'd love to see what adventure you have in store."
As Jason walked away she began pondering his words. Maybe he was right! Who were these people talking bad about her when she went above and beyond catering to their their ungrateful butts?! If she was gonna be mistreated like she won't take it lying down!
As long as it didn't get her fired ofc.
Unknown to them, Regis was there sitting in his top floor office overlooking all. His eyes narrowed at John's boy. No doubt trying to get info that could ruin his business. He noticed how friendly the nosy man was towards that Marbles girl. He needed to keep an eye on them both if he was to succeed.
Vanessa Marble-Whittaker Bio **redux**
I had to delete the old post due to spelling mistakes and to add more info, but here is the official character bio for my AIO OC....possibly the only one in existence 😅 Contains spoilers and subject matter of abuse & postpartum depression; if you're curious you might have to do look into the main story arcs of AIO for easier understanding.
Full Name: Vanessa Crystal Marble Whittaker (nee Marble;)
Age: Unspecified but around late 20s to mid 30s
Birthday: May 15th
Race: African American (with European ancestry on both sides)
Fandom: Adventures in Odyssey
Voice Claim: Cree Summer; Vivica A. Fox is also a good alternate
Character Role: Heroine & love interest/spouse of Jason Whittaker
Items: Cross necklace, Midnight Manor (formerly Blackgaard's Castle)
Funny how 'I Slap Floor' happened right between Album #33—the end of the Blackgaard Saga, and an episode which had Blackgaard looking like someone else—and Album #35—the beginning of the Novacom Saga, which specialized in mind alteration.
Mm-hmm…
I think had the cartoon series lasted a little longer it would've eventually adapted the blackgaard saga but instead of regis being the main villain it'd be felix faustus.