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[saoirseuwu]

I made an AU a wile back and never got around to finish it, so I thought I'd just write it down as is (via lilakennedy style :P)

In every universe, there is a Sean and one ego, each different from each other

Henrik makes a machine that allows him acces to other universes

In his exitement, he chooses a small universe to look into

Turns out it was so small because it was mostly destroyed by Anti, who was now very bored there

Now he is in this universe and as a thank you, he doesn't kill Henrik (how noble) but he does go after Sean

Somehow Henrik can make Anti go away, but Sean is badly hurt and the doctor has to put him in a coma

The machine starts to count down for 2 months, which leds Henrik to the discovery without this universe all the others will vanish (if I remember right, because the two universes connected in a way that leads to a Sean's death. So meaning he will die in 2 months if nothing is done)

The machine keeping Sean alive is powered by fans- but now there is no one to keep the channel going (hence the accent and the fans actually knowing Henrik as a person)

He brings a Sean out of an other universe, but he learns the hard way that a Sean can't be removed from their universe... alive

In a panicked attempt Henrik trys to bring him back, creating Robbie the zombie, which is him actually saving all the universes (point a few above)

Next he decides to go for an ego, who ends up being Marvin, the shaman

He is rather pissed about "how selfishly" Henrik is acting and is very stubborn, even when he sees how many lives are at stake

Eventually (and rather slowly) they grow closer and Marvin helps a great deal

The second ego Henrik pulls threw is JJ, but the mute man can't help much with the channel, tho he is much more understanding

The next try is succesful - Jbm not only can help run the channel, but he is very useful at fighting Anti

The doctor doesn't want more people involved, but Robbie, facinated by the machine, accidentaly drags an other ego in- Chase

The man takes one the job of taking care of everyone (which is very much needed) and even offers to help out Jackie with the channel

That was my base idea. I didn't polish it out much and I never got to the point to figure out what will happen or anything really, only wrote like, 3 things for it

[saoirseuwu]

“Don’t you trust me?” with demon Anti and demon Marvin?

Marvin knocked on the floor with his feet and looked around the strange room. Or rather looked up the walls - they seemed to run upwards endlessly, while the floorplace wasn't bigger than two square meter. All of the rooms the Sire would choose to be his athechamber, this one had to be it. Honestly it was fitting Him, but it made the magician unsettled every time he entered. Like the walls knew him, whispering his story withouth any intelligible words.

He decided not to waste more time on meaningless thoughts and warped threw the wall, leading to a fairly normal office. It didn't surprise Marvin at all, the Sire always made His room look different.

"What do you need" - He seemed to be expecting this visit, looking at the magician with piercing eyes.

"I'd like to get some answers" Marvin spoke with small voice. "You gave me orders that denies all what our goal is. I am sure you have a reason - and that is what I'd like to know." For a second, His expression changed - his mouh curled into a malevolent smile, but it was so brief that Marvin couldn't tell if it was only his imagination.

"Denying?" If Marvin wouldn't know Him, he'd think the tone had genuine surprise and interest in it. It was only an indicator of danger. "What about it doesn't add up to you?"

"For example, how does mu..." he couldn't finish. He was stared down and he couldn't help but make an instictive, hesitant move to step back.

"I showed you all my cards, yet you question my reasons" a step closer, uncomfortably so but Marvin fought down the urge back off. "Don't you trust me?" Thoughts are rushing. He does actually, He is a powerful and knowledgeful demon, even helped quite a lot with his magic but... but... what was the problem? Nothing really. He raises his gaze to meet the toxicly tiel eyes.

"I trust you, Sire"

[saoirseuwu]

12 and 84 with anyone really pls!

“Your skin hasn’t seen sun in weeks! Probably more” Jackie unbuttoned his suit and sank his hands into his pokets flimsily.

“Neither did my eyes” Henrik raised an eyebrow. “Also, hello to you too.”

“Don’t you want to do something else?” the mayor let the last part slide past his ears. Who even greets his own brother, am I right?

“Like?”

“Like... going somewhere? Your monsters can wait and mom misses you. I... miss you too” his expression was unsure but his eyes were filled with suspense. He really must be waiting to spend time together...

“Fine” Henrik sighed with a small smile and ruffled up Jackie’s fixed back hair. “I’ll pay”

[saoirseuwu]

It took a long time but Schneep finally choose. This universe seemed complex enough with a lot of porential. Tho that still could mean that the ego is evil... but he can't make 3 mistakes in a row, right?

A droning, clacking sound took him out of his thoughts. The screen, where the universe's data could be seen before, started to act weird. Dots, lines, wiggly symbols came up, which the machine couldn't recognise. The doctor stared at the screen confused- he programmed every language into it's memory, how could it possibly not know this one? Unless... the symbols started to shorten and repeat. Than only one, desparately flashing again and again, faster and faster. Like a cry for help. Without knowing what he's doing, Henrik pressed the Activate button. Only than he realized, that it might not be the best idea. "What if that was the Sean calling out because the ego... and now I summoned them here..." these kind of thoughts went threw his head while he watched helplessly a puff of smoke appear on the bed. It started to take a shape of a human, billowing like a whisper. With an angry waft it moved upwards, leaving a man behind. He looked like he stepped out of fantasy- leather straps held a piece of fur on his back, a heavy-looking book hung from his belt and he wore a deer antler on his head. On his forehead he had particular markings as well as 3-3 lines on his cheeks. All together he gave off woodoo magican vibes for Henrik, exept that he seemed more "cultured"- his long hair was kept in a ponytail and none of his clothes have seen a speckle.

"Thank you" - he said in a calm, low voice. "For... what?"- his generinc expression made the doctor feel uncomfortable. If he called out for help, how can he be this composed?

"For saving me. You answerd at my help signals, right?"

"Yes but... I didn't know what it was..."

"Doesn't matter. You saved me and I am grateful for that. Now please, tell me where you brought me and how can I get back. To somewhere safer of course."

"Well..." this was the talk that Henrik had not been waiting for. "This is a different universe. I didn't brought you here to save you, but because I need your help."

"Sorry, but I must decline"- the news haven't bothered him much. "I must get back to my universe."

"I can't send you back. Phisically"- the doctor said with a big breath. "You are unfortunately trapped here until this universe is back to normal."

"How is that so?"- the first time his tone changed. Anger coloured it.

"The Sean of this universe is in a coma"- Henrik's voice shook a little. "We need to..."

"How is that my problem?"- the antlered man stood up from the bed. His eyes glowed menacingly.

"This is the main universe"- the doctor hardly, but resolutely looked back. "If it gets destroyed or Sean dies in cause of an other universe, all the other ones will disapear." This made the man think for a moment.

"So the coma your Sean is in is an effect of an other universe?"

"Yes"- he understood quite fast...

"How did it contact?"

"Ugh..."- well fuck, he is not beating around the bush either. "I... The first time I used this machine went wrong and..."

"So it's your fault"- he said distainly.

"Look, I'm trying to fix it..."

"By trapping other egos here? Besides, I guess you don't want to die so of course you are trying."

"Why, do you want to die?"- Henrik started to become angry as well. The last thing he needed was a stranger to throw at his head how much he srewed up. His remorse did it enough. "I absolutely cannot solve this alone and now it is all of our shower of shit."

"Great"- the word sounded more like a spat.

"I at least admit I fucked up! And I ask for help..."- this wasn't a really good point, but he started to break. But he decided he won't beseech.

"What do you need help with?"- the man asked this question with a grossed out face.

"With videos"- Henrik sighed. "If there won't be enough content up, the machine I keep Sean alive with will stop."

"What kind of medical bullshit is in that?"

"In this case, normal treatment doesn't work. It's not just a regular coma..."

"Well"- the man crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Why don't you sit in front of the camera and act?"

"Because they know me. I was in videos, everyone would know it's not Sean. You know what this videoing thing is?"

"We are not cavemen, ars hair"- barked the man a bit huffily. "But I probably look nothing like your Sean, not to mention that I cannot act."

"So I took you for nothing"- Henrik had to sit down. While this was a much better outcome than before, his efforts were still fruitless. "I'm sorry."

"I hope you at least have a room for me, now you've made me stuck"- the man actually felt bad a bit for the doctor, but not enough to be nice. Especially not enough to offer his help.

"Make yourself at home..."

"Marvin"

"... Marvin, you'll find empty rooms in the house" he couldn't concentrate on the magician anymore. Everything welled up inside started to shake him into crying. Marvin quietly left the room.

[saoirseuwu]

For the unpractised eye the room looked like any you'd see in a hospital - white walls and a single bed with machinery around it. What could be unsettling is that it didn't have a window, or that it was nowhere near a hospital. The doctor knew it was a special room too- he made it. He stood next to the bed, keeping a bit of distance while he was looking at Robbie. The zombie slept sweetly, curled up in a ball, clutching onto a hand he didn't finish eating. Henrik sighed. He still felt guilty about the guy. He knew any of what he is doing with the machine is wrong, but he could never forgive himself this blunder.

It was his arrogance. The arrogance of thinking he could move people from one universe to an other without consequences. Seans, to be specific. This whole experimentation was a mistake! If he'd just sit on his ass, none of this would have happened! That one wouldn't be here, Sean wouldn't be in a coma and this poor guy wouldn't have to die. It was a miracle already that he could bring him back... more or less. Robbie puffed smiling while he turned to his other side. At least he is happy. Henrik gently picked him up.

"Cmon Rob, let's get you a better place to sleep, I need the room."

"You bring brother?"- Robbie, woken up from his slumber, looked up at the doctor sleepily.

Schneep looked back at the bed. He knew he can't bring an other Sean here, he doesn't want to "make" Robbies. But what about the ego? If his research is right, every universe has a Sean and an ego. And the first one is still alive...

"Something like that" he finally answered and shut the door behind himself.

[ikeboyguro]

so i'll just post my self indulgent slam poet! rose poem because i couldn't do my video tonight

Clay

you nurtured me as time when on tried to be the mother that yours was not you read me bed time stories played silly games that had no rules just because i made them up from a tiny ball of clay you shaped me your hands became more wobbly as time went on the bed time stories started to smell a sweet, sickly smell that filled my sheets blankets and mattress where i had snuggled up to you as you read cat in the hat once more just once more mommy! you kept forgetting the rules albeit, they were random and made up ill give you that that ball of clay shaped with tiny rivlets of misshaped mass you still tried you began to shake as time went on story time stopped, i was a big girl now the bed no longer smelt but the house was filled with that same smell it emanated from the cabinets cellar and fridge all that held bottles and glasses our games ceased you taught me a new one it was a measuring game my ten year old fingers would suffice two for tonic three for gin three cubes of ice lime if you were feeling frisky your hands slipped away from the wheel i was left to turn without a shaper you stopped talking as time went on why would you want to speak your daughter sits here still getting your drinks that should suffice i've learned to ignore the smell its a part of us now of you of me the game was life all along wasn't it follow the simple instructions and someone is happy maybe not me but someone mother you've shaped me while the wheel still spins you try to shape once more you try and try to keep the clay alive even smooth my hands replace yours its time to go to bed now mother you're making too many lumps its all uneven here, i've got it

[katiesmiserableatbest]

Fucking stop this ride

It was all a blur, like riding a carousel as a child, your going round and round and you keep looking to wave to your mommy as you pass but it's all to fast. It keeps going, you feel like your spinning faster and faster as the nights moon shines down on you. Except life Isn't a carousel and we can't just get off. When it starts spinning to fast we can't scream until they stop the ride. We are all left silently screaming for something, anything to make this pain stop. To make this unbearable, scary moment in time pause so we can take a breath, we can't escape any of it. So ill keep spinning, and watch the blurry world pass before my sad brown eyes, if I'm to haunted by sadness to live in this world, I guess my punishment is to be forced to watch this cruel life go on while I'm crushed by this reality they call depression.