First things first, That was hands down, no questions asked, Osito Bimbo.
How in his reports he was only using lower cap writing, his good sense of humor. The tea and popcorn farm (🥲 Jaiden'd be so proud). So yeah.
And yeah, the Eye guy sequestered the islanders. The moment the cucu weather broadcast of eggisland got glitched, we knew something was up. (On the first days I thought that was the case. But then I started leaning into the theory some folks have, like Bagi, that it was a plan of the Feds to make the islanders long for Quesadilla island and stuff. I think I just fckn forgot about the broadcast and weird way they were called to the train lol)
Also also. Quackity (f on the chat) was kidnapped by ElQ before he could kill Fred. So our boy is prob still out there somewhere, let's not panic. Good to point out how ElQ looked like he wasn't very happy about it. And how he kept saying sorry and that it was for Quackity's own protection. Could it be? Could bitch man ElQuackity be one of the good guys??
Another thing, Feds still have no clue how to deal with "■■■■■". We know from foosh's pov that they had managed to capture them briefly, but eventually it escaped. Btw have we decided on a name yet? Is it going to be Judas? I do, like many things, have a thought for this too: is him a corrupted ":)"? I'll talk more about it on the cut.
Also, code entity captured? That's new, is it CodeFlippa?
Dude, theory time: I don't think the code entity faction is necessarily a goodguy faction. They could be just a rival of the Federation. U know? Like McDonald's and Burger King is. And they could have the same goal as the Fed do, just working for it in a opposite way. Like, Federation is very Order and Perfect coded, and the code people are more on the Chaos and Flaw (glitched entities) route.
As u can see, I have way too many thoughts kkkkk
But ACTUALLY, the thing I wanted to talk about is, Where tf is Cucurucho?
Ok, so for some context for the pals that don't watch Jaiden's pov: Cucurucho was acting pretty weird when he asked for her help. He was erratic and repeating himself many times, clearly upset that Osito had broken the thin line of "perfection" he is tasked to defend. Like dude, he was actively panicking.
But anyways, he chased the guy, captured him and calmed him down and that's when he comes to Jaiden for help.
But ever since that, Cucu hasn't really stopped with the strange behavior. He's always on the edge, only interacting with Islanders to deliver tasks and nothing else, super cold and distant (more then he already is). Always a little distracted. And he's been actively avoiding Jaiden. Like, for real for real. Almost like he's prohibited to see her or something.
He's been distant even with Osito, is what it looks like. And, thinking back a little, I don't really think he has showed up to any Islanders for like, a month or so. Like, The last time we saw him for sure was at the A0 presentation, maybe not even that. Osito got really good at masking ever since Jaiden trained him.
He didn't show up to any of the events on the week leading to purgatory, too. Like, I thought he was the one to send Forever to the Nether, but apparently that was Osito, as we see him on the live asking for forever to give him a feedback.
So my take is that, whatever Cucurucho was cooking ever since the eggs disappeared have finally catched up to him. And I don't think he's safe. He was probably the one leading the operations to stop Cucurevil (Evilrucho? Judas? Truth? We need to decide on a name), and was probably the one to capture him too. But alas, Oscurucho (I really like this one btw) got out, and it does align with the time Cucu has been quite absent.
So yeah
Where the fuck is Cucurucho?
Was he the fed agent Federation sent to look for the eggs on the nether after Forever apparently failed? (It could've be Walter Bob, since he is a escape goat for the Federation)
Does the Eye of Sauron has him? Is he on another place entirely? Was he the one that sent the "I found them" message that they received right after Forever went to the nether? And that's why Forever has no clue about that?What the f is going on?!??!?
And, for the "■■■■■ could be a corrupted ":)"". I've had this ideia bugging me ever since they were introduced. He seems to be in reverse and the fact that the Federation actively goes on ways to stop them suggests they are not on the "perfect" path. Perhaps a deserter. I think dude was another one of the experiments, but, like the hybrid islanders, failed. And somehow got corrupted to whatever it is that the Feds are working against.
Ok, so, we know the key thing for the Feds are clones and Perfection right?
But like, my take is that the two things are combined. Like. The Federation makes it very clear they want to achieve perfection. Or at least, they want these "entities" aka Cucuruchos to achieve it. But what they need perfection for?
And the "threat worse then the Federation" makes it interesting. What if the thing they been trying to make is the Perfect Soldier? That's a thing that would connect almost, if not all, of the Islanders backgrounds and how they got fcked over by them. Putting kids to fight eachother, testing with memory and mind manipulation. And most importantly, Hybrids. So many of them. Hybrids everywhere.
And look at that, what is Cucurucho? A fckn hybrid dude. A polar bear walking on two legs.
And about the mind manipulation. Well, the perfect soldier doesn't question orders. They just do what they are fucking told to. Only remembers what is pratical for the leader cause. Doesn't get attached. Doesn't have an individuality.
And cucurucho cannot lie, like, a lot of islanders don't know this. Maybe only Jaiden does, actually. He literally is incapable of doing so, that's why he uses "classified" so much. And that's why Jaiden absolutely trusts what he says. Because it is his truth.
He doesn't have a voice. He's obligated to not have an individuality with his own personality (that's why Osito freaked him out so much) or even a name, like the incident when Cellbit asked him to put his name on the room he chose and how he wrote ":)", suddenly changed it to "cucurucho" and then went odd and quiet for awhile and changed the sign back to ":)". Cellbit said how it looked like he was told to change it back. The way Osito had to learn how to mask and appear as Cucurucho also reflects the "forced to be a hivemind" thing.
He, literally, doesn't have a voice.
Also also, clones. Is there more then one cucu? Yes, there is. Are there other clones on the Island? Yep, Baghera and Quackity say hello.
And finally, to the grand finale, we have project A0. Wich are what?
Fucking clones. Little soldiers, that can be created in mass, work in a hive mind, don't question their leader and can be optimized to good fighters. Perhaps even, with different skils depending of the source of their cloning.
Like, dude hahahah they did it. The mad lads did it. Baghera, Quackity, Jaiden, Niki, maybe Roier, Cucurucho.. all of these tests and experiments was for this: perfect soldiers that can be spawned in mass and multiplied with very low cost.
But now that they're here.. when will they be sent to fight what they're meant to? And how terrifying is it?
And back to Cucu. I think he could very well be rebelling. Who knows, maybe even corrupting. For the very fact that he's no longer "perfect". He got attached. He cares for his blue bird. A lot. That would explain his absence, his odd behavior, the way he is around Osito. He also found a name for himself. The thing that might very well started his metamorphosis.
Jaiden showed him things to like and experience, the islanders, specifically Foolish, Roier and Felps, taught him how to have fun. Cellbit taught him about hate kkkkk. He got attached. He changed. He is his own person now. He found his humanity.
YAY THIS FIC ISN'T DEAD I JUST HAVE BEEN TOO STRESSED OUT TO WRITE
Tw: Violence, Puppetry, a dead body is briefly mentioned, flirting? kinda? (Jon calls Compass cute and grabs her face)
The Jon tilted his head, his large grin never even twitching.
“What’s your name?” He asked. Compass stared at him, confused and scared.
“J-Jon, it’s me. You know me,” She said, trying to sit up, causing The Jon to plant his foot on her chest, pinning the smaller automaton onto the concrete floor. The Jon tilted his head to the other side, tilting it to the point where it would have broken a normal human’s neck.
“Do I? Do I? I’ve been having a hard time remembering lately,” He giggled, bending down to get closer to Compass’s face. His hand shot out quickly, grabbing her jaw and squeezing it, his thumb tracing over the compass silhouette that surrounds her left eye.
“You’re cute,” he said, squeezing her face tighter. “I’m gonna keep you,” in an instant, his hands shot from her face to her arms, yanking her to her feet and dragging her over to the table, shoving the body of the Walter Worker onto the ground, where it hit the concrete with a sickening splat. Something red began to leak out of it. Compass only saw it for a split second before The Jon pushed her head down, forcing her to lay flat.
“Stay still,'' he demanded. Terrified, Compass obeyed. The Jon’s face split back into an unnaturally wide smile.
“Good. Now, I’ll have to decide on a string color for you,” He said, before turning away to dig through a nearby box full of more of those colorful ribbons. He muttered to himself as he did.
“Purple would be nice, it would match those pretty eyes of yours. Oh, but I’ve always been a fan of the blue ones. It’s such a lovely color. How am I to choose?” he mused. Compass looked at the door. It was maybe four or five yards away. If she could keep him distracted for long enough, she could escape.
“Jon?” She croaked out. Her voice was quiet, barely a whisper, but The Jon snapped his head to her attention.
“Hm?”
“Can I pick the color please?” She asked, tilted her head to the side. She had seen GG do something similar in the past to get extra goodies from Peter. Her cute face, GG called it. It seemed to have worked, as The Jon's unsettling grin seemed to mellow down into a more natural smile.
“What color do you have in mind?” he asked, his voice turning gentle.
“What about a teal?” She asked, giving the older automaton her best GG eyes. He frowned, thinking.
“That will take a little work, but I think I can do that,” He stated. Compass didn’t have time to celebrate though, as The Jon approached her again, holding blue ribbons in his hands.
“This will have to do in the meantime,” He giggled, grabbing her wrist. “Now, just hold still…”
“NO!” The younger automaton screamed, punching him with her free hand. He fell back onto his rear end with a grunt and a bang of metal on concrete. He growled in anger, quickly rising to his feet, his movements too smooth to be mistaken for human. He stared her dead in the eyes, his anger splitting back into an uncanny grin. He waved a finger at her like a scolding parent.
“Now now, that wasn't very nice, was it? You’re Iucky I want to keep you in good condition, or else I might have done something mean,” He said, uncontrollable giggles shaking his entire frame. He leaped at her again, tackling her to the ground, trying to tie the ribbons around her wrists.
“Hold still! HOLD STILL!” He screamed, trying to pin her down. Compass kicked him in the chest, knocking him back and giving her the chance to take the upper hand. The ex-sailer took it, wrestling on top of Jon and keeping him pinned down, trying to turn him off.
“I’m sorry!” She cried, pushing away his hands as he tried to grab her and gain control again.
Their screaming and wrestling were interrupted by the heavy door opening with a rusty scream. The pair froze, looking up at the door. Compass’s eyes widened.
Some just show it b̢̮͕͖̺̲͍̗̉e͚̱̩̝̒̽̽ͫͣ͂͢t͇̟͗̌͛͆ͮ̒t̩ͥe͓̤̦̬͚̺͟r̖ than others
But the ͈̝̪̝̜ͪ͒ͥͅw̮̭ͪ͒o͉͖͕̥͙̊͆ͥ̄r̶͔ͥ̈̇̎̎s̛͇̜̳̹̦̥̃̉̄ͤ̽t̎͋ͪͮ̇ ones of all...
Are the ones where you ̝͎̯̹͓͖̲̰̺ͫ͊̏̓͌͑͗̉́̀c̵̢̦̹̻̖̙̺͕͈̪ͤ̃ͬ͆ͤͯ̍̒a̙̭̟̬͓̝͛̇͗̈̈́n̢̂̍ͫͮͤ̑͠͏̦̘̭’̴̝̘̿ͦ͢ͅt̵̲̱̖̓̈̾̽ͦͪ̋̚͞ ̴̻̫̘͈͋͑̓ͤ͑ͦ̉̔́t̤͖̗́̎̆̇̊͜͜e̮̻͔̼͚͒͊̑ͨ͊̂ͬ̕͘l̘̳̱͓͚̗͕̄ͯ͐ͅl̬̣̟͖̰̠̥̀͗ͨ̾̾̃́͡ the ̧͂̊͑͑̄ͧ̒ͮ́̓ͦ͑̋̏͒ͥ̐̆͡҉̜̮̲̝͎̜̲̙̘̳͕ͅd̵̦̠̘̮͈̥̃̌̌̃̕͘͟͠ḭ̛̺̪̭̣̬ͦ͐ͭͬ̈̊̌̒ͭ̉ͣ͋͐̌̎̔̏̐f̶̧̯̲̱̱̫͇̣͈̩͈̰̼̻̥͔̃͊̎͋͜͜͞f̢̌̎ͥ͛̃ͬ͒ͪ̓͛̋̾͐ͪ̌̏͏̙̪͓͎̼̱́ͅe̢ͯͮͣͨ̽̽ͤͩͭͭ̏͞͏̳̲̟̬͙ͅṟ̟̱̹̹̹̳̟͓ͫ̇̅͌̆̄̈́̉͠e̷̶͇͎̻̝̱̞̖͓̫̮̋͐ͭͦ̆̇̾̓ͥ͊ͭͧͤͧ͂̉̚͜͠n̨̧̞͙̤͙͓̘͎͚̲̗͍̲͖̳͂ͥͫc̡̨͖̬̘̠͔̪̦̙͈͈̺͚̫͕͓̮̖ͬ̿ͦ̃ͩ̏ͬ́̄̓͗̈̆͆͂́́̚eͦ̽̀̉̒̽̃͂̽̽̈̚͏̷̨̛̣͚̱͍̪̮͇͔ ̵̢͚͎̯̦̥͉̟͇͈̯͕̖̺̖̫̽ͬͪ̇̓͑̉̋͆̀̚
Between the dͮ͗̊ͭ͆̄ͩ͊̎ͣ͛̾̒̇ͯ͆́̚͞͝͏̧̠̭̜̠͔͈̣̤͎͍e̷̛̺̝͙̤̥̦̥̝̗͉͇̮̙̥͕̥̗̤̅ͦ͐̊ͬ̾̒ͪ͗̍̈́̇ͥ́̑̔̀͘͢m̽̌ͤͮͧ̿ͩ̆̒̂̅̓͋̊̇͐ͪ̚͏̢̫̭͙̻̺̭̱̱́ͅơ̛̪̭̮͈̖̤̫̦̟͍͔̯͉͉̞̻ͯ̑͛̾ͩ̓̃ͩ͛ͤ̀͗͘͝ͅn̉ͨ͛͊ͬͤ͏̧̻̪̤̬͎̹͇̳ ͔̝̦̹̘̩̘͇̬̭̞͇̏́̿̔ͧͫ́͡a̤̜̟̩͚̦̰͍̟̗̰̟̹̪̽ͮ͌͂̾̅ͫ̃̃̆͗̐ͮ̓ͮ̽͆̚͢ṉ̢̜̗͙̜̤̳͎̮͙̓̂̉̃ͫ͐ͭ́̆ͩ̃̓̏ḓ̴̡̛̯̠͉̉̾̀̽̐̍̌̒ͨ͂̎̑͊ͬͪͩ̋̾̚͘ ̷̢̣̠̩͔̝̞̳̱͚̱̖̞̗͚̲̾ͫͦͩͩ͐̓̐̕ͅt̖̖̭͔͍̭̩͔̳̻͓̤̱̟̲̦̐̉ͤ͐͐͂ͮ̈́͋̃ͤͫ̏̓̆̆̓̀̚͢ͅͅͅh̷͖̟̺̯̝̼̬̗͉̟͒̔̑̍̉̀͝e̮̙͓̞̦̬̙͎̘͖̦̥̝̼͉̩͒̅̆̒̀̔͊͊͊̀̚͞ ̴̡̊ͩ̏͌̎̃̓̓̌ͪ̌ͤ̇͏̼̲͓͕͍̪̘͇̞͚a̗̰̻̹͔̜̻̬ͬͮ͋̊̌͗ͤ̐ͮ̏ͭ̕̕͝n̴̪͙̦͉͈͚͈̮̭͇̫̠̟ͮ̀̈́̅ͫͨ̇͐̌̅̚͝͝͝ͅͅgͪ̓͒͆̎̌ͦ́̾̒̉̇͡҉̰̥͇̪̘̣͓̘̫̺̬̙̗͎̮e̶̡̥͍̗̮̞̣͔̲̠̥̬̦̙̱͕̜̼̖̋͌̔̊͗ͫ̋͑ͦͭ̔̅ͯͯ͋̾̀̚͝ͅľ̨̂̇͋͛̂́ͯ҉̨̘̼̦̟̬̩͓͇̞̼̹̟̼͝ͅ
