eldritch anon and MC playing monopoly
i love this LMAO thank you!!

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eldritch anon and MC playing monopoly
i love this LMAO thank you!!
Hehehe eldritch anons with mc in alagadda
poor MC… it’s been a while since someone mentioned the eldritch anons on here lol
say um, can we get a reaction for the staff, when they ya know. find out the anons are actually eldritch beings and not just shapeshifting harmless little shits.
"I know what we can do." MC snaps their fingers, smiling at you. "Let's play charades."
An easy game, you think. You'll win this one for sure-
"Under one condition," they say, arms crossed. "No shapeshifting."
You cry, a distorted "Why?"
They huff. "Is it not obvious? When you can change your appearance like that, it makes the game too easy. It's not like I can shapeshift, either."
"We're going to play charades. Fair and square. Got it?"
You groan, reverting to your original form. You can feel your shift in size, humanoid limbs shrinking back to hide inside your figure. This time, you gaze at MC with all of your eyes, not just two.
"C̶a̵n̷ ̸w̶e̷ ̸p̷l̷a̴y̸ ̸n̸o̴w̸?̵"
MC nods.
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Monitoring surveillance wasn't supposed to be this difficult. He's only watching cameras. He's not at the front lines. He's not a guard, not a member of any of the task forces. All he does is sit in the front row and watch.
It's his job.
So, why is it that he finds himself trembling, eyes squinting at... At something.
"What the hell is that?"
He holds his radio with a shaking hand, rewinding the footage in a daze of horror.
TW: many eyes, disembodied hands (no gore), biblically accurate angels.
//You can repost this ask if you want to add the image under a read more. I can't do so on my end.
One of the many shifting forms of The Author.
Idea came to me after @anon-knife 's post about you having a book/laptop to write in if you were an Anon. This form comes with the ability to watch multiple YouTube videos at once and do cool pencil tricks.
The quill pen permanently alters the world while the pencil can be erased. Not that The Author is binded by these rules; its well within their power as the Creator to erase pen marks...
I'm probably gonna do a redraw digitally, cause this drawing doesn't really capture my full idea :/ Anyway, hope you guys enjoy! <3
DUDE. THIS LOOKS FUCKING SICK, THANK YOU!!
Hey is it alright if you write something about the Eldritch anons, it can be anything
"Dude, I'm telling you, I don't need to take those meds. For the third time, I'm not schizophrenic-"
"Y/N. You have been talking to things that are not there."
"What do you mean? They're here. Maybe if you'd actually listen to me, they'd show themselves to you."
"Hallucinations are not-"
"You better not be going around telling people I have schizophrenia ... wait, scratch that. I'd like to see the chaos that misinformation would cause."
"You will be administered medication and-"
"Are you done? Stop talking, please."
"-will be treated with psychosocial therapy-"
"I shouldn't have to repeat my words."
"-to help you manage your . . . your . . ."
The doctor couldn't look away. The Things were incomprehensible, a bare resemblance of shapes and of forms and it was as if they were not made of matter. Some shook, some were still, some twitched here and there and some throbbed as others constantly changed almost like flowing. Out came a caterwaul of noise, words no human could pronounce. Words no human was supposed to hear.
The doctor ended up not giving you those schizo meds.
could i request more of dr gears teaching the anons but with mc child in the mix.
"One plus one is?"
"Two!"
Gears nods. "Two plus two is?"
Murmuring bursts among the group.
"T...ten?
"W̵̹͚̪̳̗͓̦͔̱͒̐͝e̶̙͙͔͕̞̦̤̺͗̋͘ ̶̨̾̃f̵̢̬̤̫̣͕͑ő̵̢̗̙̬͉͛̍̒͝ŗ̷̫̹̲͔̒̀͗̅̃̓͂͑͌̚g̶̲̜̚o̴̰̳̤͙̻̞̼͋͌́̀̔ẗ̵̢̩͓̭͓̻̝̲̪͎́͑̔͌͗͝"
"Five."
A hand raises in the crowd's midst.
"Four!"
Gears' gaze lands on the child. "Very good," he hums. "MC would be proud of you."
He turns to face the board, missing the way the child proceeds to bite the closest anon. For fun, of course. Just as MC taught them.
i'm begging for a fic or snippet of gears trying to teach eldritch anons english
"Repeat after me," Gears says, pointing at the colors displayed on the board. "Red."
"Red!" a cacophony of voices shout.
"Very good." Nodding, he moves onto the next color. "Blue."
"Brue!"
"Bliu?"
"Bawe."
"B̴̡͎̠̫̮͖̻͓͋̃̍̕̕͘j̵͖̘̝̪̝̺̰͌̾̌͂́̀̓d̶̢̲̗̦̭̮̥͙̳͓̃͊̉̀u̸̹̣̖̮͚̐́͋̊̍͑́̾̐́͋̂̈́ͅ!"
"Ȃ̷͈̜̃̿͗̍Ä̷̢̫̟͙̮͓̣͇̏̿̔͗̓̔̓͌̀̕̚̕̚A̷̛͙̩͓̟̳̯̣͆̑̿̉͒̽̋͘͜͜͝À̸̖̻͇͓̬̟͉̪̝͚͚̳̟͜A̸̜͎̘͒̎Â̴̝̮̖̳̖̟͜͜A̵̱̓̑̎͆̌͛́̄̊͆́Ḁ̷͊̽͒̿̃̀̐̓̊̈̑̄̓́͝ͅA̸̪̽A̷̭͚͖̟͒̀́̔̂͐͌̃̊́͑͋̏̇Ã̶͍̮̲͇͖̖̣͇͛̊̔̀Ą̷̹͆̋̀̉̀͆͠Â̶̧̢͙̰̭̜̜̩̯̘̱̙̻̐̓̆́̅̌̑̔͒̅͛͘͘A̶̧̲͔̱̦̙͍̾͆̒̅̄͝À̷̢̨̻̹͇̗͉̂̇̋̃̄̔̾̀̎̌͠Ȁ̷̧̧̨͕̜͓͇̪̮̱̪̻̀Ả̷̬̺̪̣̅̇̈́̇͆͒͐̍͐̉͘̕"
God damnit.
eldritch anons interaction with bright,clef, kondaki and gears because it's funny
written in 2nd person because why not
You guys either torment Bright to hell or he joins in on the fun. When he does join in, he's like the guide for a school field trip to the museum but the class keeps misbehaving and someone definitely broke an ancient statue from 800 BC. And he encourages it.
You all put Clef into a fit of rage by constantly blabbering your eldritch relic language around him. Little does he know you are all simultaneously calling him a monsterfucker
Kondraki doesn't really mind. Wanna ride on his shoulder? A piggyback ride? Cling to his researcher's coat? Sure. Do whatever.
Gears is the one that tries to teach you all English. He activates teacher mode during his lessons. Makes you guys read books. If some of you eat the book he will just give another one.