#glitched edits

[thedarkenedkeeper]

Henrik shook his head. “N-No…No, no, please. Please don’t kill me!”

The glitch threw back his head and released the most fear-inducing maniacal laugh the German had ever heard, causing Henrik to tense up all over and flinch back.

  “Kill you? Oh no, no, no, Doctor, why would I want to kill you? After everything you’ve done for me, you do not deserve death; you’ve proven to be rather useful.” The demon admitted. “That is why I feel the need to give you something in return. You helped me, now it only seems fitting I help you.”

Henrik quivered violently, his heart pummelling away at his ribcage; nerve-racking fear surging through his veins. His pupils were dilated, the horror glistening brightly in his eyes.

  “V-Vhat?...H-Help me?” He gulped, hesitant to ask. “H-How? V-Vith vhat?”

  A dark chuckle could be heard from deep in the slashed throat of the glitchy entity as he reached over to grab something. Anti looked down upon him, his eyes glowing a luminous green.

  “Now now, Doctor, don’t play games with me. You and I both know what the problem is here.”

  He suddenly held an orbitoclast – the ice pick-like instrument used for lobotomies – right over the man’s right eye socket. He cocked his head, sadistic glee gleaming in the demon’s eyes.

  “You need a bit of fixing.”

 [from "Part 9 - No Strings Attached"]

Here it is, all 6 edits put together :) It's so much fun editing Schneep, what with all of the blood. I mean, let's face facts, pretty much every chapter he's in is a bloody good time ;)

[thedarkenedkeeper]

D̷͇̿̎̓̑̆̆̆̈͛̈̂́̊͘a̸̅̊̃̊̉̕ͅm̸̨̢̱̭̣̠̻̗̯̣͖̅̔̎̃̂͐͛̃ą̷͇̥͔̞̤̩͖͓͙͇̤̃̓̉̒̄̀ğ̵̡̰͈̫͍̠̺̣̦͍̺͕̆ę̸̡̥̰̼̝̭̦̫̍͋̔͌͊̏́d̷͙̦͎̱̜̼̆̂́͘͜

5/6 of my Schneep edits for my fic, "Glitched". I didn't add any dialogue or writing at all from the story since this is actually for a later chapter that I haven't written yet. So in a way, this edit is actually a teaser :D

[thedarkenedkeeper]

ḩ̵̡͍̭̭͌̐̑t̷̛̠̯̭̊̓̔̆͆̄̑t̴̛͚̎̾̈̔͘͘͠ṕ̴͚̲͈͐͛̄̚͠s̵̢̫͈͓̭̩̖̳͉̔̏̓̊:̷̡̹͂͐̓̑̓̆̌́̕/̷̦̞͎̝̟̰͇̩̭̦͂́̈́̽͌̊̚/̸̨̼̤̝̓̄̐w̶͕͂̋̆w̵̞̭͈̃́̂̕͘͝w̷̛̯̺̟̫͉͆̆̿͊͐̌͠.̶͉͎̈́̎͘͠͝y̴͉̝̩͉͍͎͙͋͋̀o̸̳̪̻̊̈́͒ų̶̯͇͔̲̓͆̋͗̓̃͠͝t̸̤̬̋u̴̢̧̡̼̺̭͍̰̪̜̐̌̀̓̒͐̊b̴̬̘̥̗̳̌ȇ̷̛̳̗̞̗̻̏̏͊́̂̍̈́̚.̷̮̋̈́̔́͛͑͐̑͠͠ͅç̴̼̹͕̘̿̂͐̈́̆̇̊o̴̢̱̣̬̭͉͐̑͐̉̄̀̔̒̏̚m̵̢̡͕̯̳͈͍͋̓́͛̈̆̉̕͘͝/̴͍̠̜̤̗̫̞̹̳̒͐̑̃̔͋̎w̴̙̝̱̙̑̃̀̂̈́͠a̴̱̥͚̺̤̙̩̜͂́͌̿̍̑͒t̷͈̟͇͙̻́̇̀̚ç̸̲̐̋ḩ̷̯̪̺̘̂͐̊̐̕͜͠?̷̡̩̝͙͕͍̱̳̼̯̈̾̏̑̾̏̋v̶̠̽̀̑̈=̵̩̫̳̇̈́̅͘j̷̪̟̥̹͖͚̄̒z̸̬͓̲̹̗̉̌̍͂́̈͝k̶͈̤̂̾̐̇̿̏̔̚͘0̷͕̫̥̬̫̦̿K̶̝̱̍̋̍̈́̐̐̚̚ë̶̡͕͖͙͚͓͍́̀̾͋̓̒̕͝q̵̘̀Ú̷̖͚̜͜V̸̥̹̲̘̯́̽͝Ç̵̪̤̻̬̈́͜͜ͅ0̸̤̿͂̈́̑͐̒̇̿̀

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[thedarkenedkeeper]

This was too much. This was far too much. Henrik was a quivering, sobbing mess at this point. He jumped back and screamed when the creature suddenly surged forward, its entire form seeming to glitch out before the doctor’s own eyes as it began crawling towards its victim.

 “Yo-You’re goNnA R-RegREt i-i-it.”

 “You c-c-ca-an’t S-SaVe daddy – save Daddy.”

 The poor doctor slipped on a puddle of blood and crashed to the ground, his breaths coming out laboured and shaky. He struggled to move away from the thing, kicking his feet only then to let out a horrified scream when he felt it dig its claws into his leg. He cried and writhed in pain as he watched the thing jerk and twitch unnaturally towards him, a static-laced growl coming from it as it crawled over top of him.

 [from "Part 11 - In Your Head"]

4/6 of my Schneep edits for my fic, "Glitched" :)

[thedarkenedkeeper]

He watched the kids uncertainly as he struggled to speak. He was afraid to ask.

 “Vhat vill I regret?” He asked in such a soft shaky whisper, he almost thought they hadn’t heard him.

 There was nothing but silence for a moment and suddenly, with a blink of his eyes, the figures were nowhere in sight. He blinked rapidly and stood up straight, searching the room for any sign of the kids, but they were gone, completely vanished from existence like they hadn’t ever been there to begin with.

 [from "Part 11 - In Your Head"]

3/6 of my Schneep edits for my fic, "Glitched" :)

[thedarkenedkeeper]

Panting shakily and feeling beads of perspiration on his forehead running down his temples, the good doctor stumbled backward, struggling to catch his breath. He was covered with blood and sticky black sludge, as was the operating table Anti lay upon. With his hands trembling, Henrik dropped his tools and tore his mask off, a few tears falling from his face at the horror he had just endured. He leaned against a nearby table and sobbed.

 “Z-Zhere…Z-Zhere…I-I did…I did v-vhat you vanted…” He cried, stared at his gore-soaked hands. “I d-did it.”

 [from "Part 9 - No Strings Attached"]

2/6 of the Schneep edits I'm doing for my fic, "Glitched" :)