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hi everyone! here's a comic about some minecraft ocs. it's alexes again yippeeeee!

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attempting to calculate the true value of infinity divided by zero will always result in an error.
hi everyone! here's a comic about some minecraft ocs. it's alexes again yippeeeee!
woe and/or rejoice; complex headcanons on how mcyt characters and aus work in a general multiverse throughout settings
(Image descriptions in alt text, including the names of all 6 characters!)
wait i forgot i can just write it out. okay, okay hear me out.
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Split scene. On the right, a room in heavy shadows, maybe a library of some sort, cluttered with papers and gadgets and stacks of records -- on the left, a brightly lit plains biome with exposed mechanical bits strewn broadly about the place.
Starre (its eyes stained purple, brass-and-tinted-glass goggles glinting in the sunlight) speaks from the left side --
Starre: Listen, I'm going to make it work. I just need more time, it's not -- I know this is possible! The pieces are here somewhere, I just need to find them, and-
DJ (face in shadow, hair in disarray falling over their eyes) speaks from the right side --
DJ: -and then what, you'll finish another diversion? I'm running out of time.
We continue switching, left-right --
Starre: That's my line. DJ: Not anymore it isn't.
SOMEDAY SOMETHING'S COMING FROM WAY OUT BEYOND THE STARS TO KILL US WHILE WE STAND HERE IT'LL STORE OUR BRAINS IN MASON JARS!
alex starre, folks -- professional demonologist, occultist, and researcher of the arcane. it knows exactly what it's doomed by and is so normal about that.
(ID in alt text, plaintext ID in first reblog if that's preferred!)
doing a comic for class so i had to draw character refs. here's the worst guy to ever exist and also a demonologist
redtree's fear response to creepy singing being "sing another song back at it EVEN LOUDER" will never not be funny to me btw. imagine you're trying to stalk some big bulky guy with a spooky nursery rhyme and you think oh yeah you've got him now, he takes a deep breath in and you are so ready to hear him scream really high-pitched and it's gonna be so cool
and then he just starts singing something like "ALL I WANT IS A PROPER CUP OF COFFEE MADE IN A PROPER COPPER COFFEEPOT I MAY BE OFF MY DOT BUT I WANT A PROPER COFFEE IN A PROPER COPPER POT--" at the top of his goddamn lungs. somehow he's even in tune. how the fuck would you, a creepy person, know how to deal with that. start throwing things probably but then he knows he's gotten a rise out of you and that's kind of worse
basalt deltas go brrt :)
which of these Alexes canonically owns a gun. like. an actual handgun that shoots bullets.
dimensional archeologist who spent two years in a hell world
authorizes and arranges dimensional destruction for a paramilitary organization
researches demons, eldritch entities, and the otherworldly
lives in swamp hell and works for the embodiment of entropy/decay
sci-fi universe resident who's half fused with a planetary god
zero escape character who is also a danganronpa mastermind
song-haunted archaeologist/fallen london alex not included because he's too obvious. like of course he'd own a gun it's flondon. there is in fact only one correct answer