#the swaps

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woah woah woah what the fuck, Anti? Guys downstairs, did you hear that? -🟢 Anon

"Loud and clear," Chase mumbles, tensed up as he glances over the message.

Henrik seems irritated, more at being broken from eis concentration than anything else, and BA is... focused?

Chase follows his gaze. They shift as they do so, obscuring the camera on accident, and let out a soft oh of realization.

Footsteps, heavy and hurried, the slamming of a door, and BA calling out for Áinle follow. The door opens again, slams again, and heavy breathing can be heard.

The phone falls, now showing Chase's panic as they begin hyperventilating. Henrik comes into view, trying to calm them. Slowly, they do, catching their breath, and Henrik heads off, noise coming from the kitchen as Chase crumbles once more into themself, distraught.

[dragonflamefire]

*the middle of the night in the forest*

Swap!Flame: Maybe we should go back...*shrugs*

Swap!Outer: Yeah....god it’s fucking freezing out here

Swap!Flame: Isn’t space colder than this..?

Swap!Outer: That’s different! ....Geez I could be a fucking popsicle i’m so cold

Swap!Flame:! If your a popsicle does that mean I can lick you?~~~

Swap!Outer: !!!!!!!!*flustered* L-LET’S GO H-HOME!!! *walks faster*

Swap!Flame: heheheh

[ask-the-jsegos-archived]

You hear the pounding of footsteps, the heavy breathing and mumbled curses, trapped in one device. Then you shift, and you can see. The brighly colored figure- Bro Average -is running over rooftops, searching desperately for someone. For Áinle.

You shift somewhere closer, following, camera to camera, as he runs. There's too much noise, but none of it matters, only the chase. You have to know what happens. You always have to know.

BA skids to a stop, sirens blaring, and changes his course. Still, you follow, watching through whatever cameras could be found. Where was he going?

You stop at a building, surrounded by police cars, and then you're inside. Shouting crackles through the shitty security cameras, hostages huddled crying in a corner, several people watching while the others loot the building.

BA sneaks in, going around the building, to reach the innocents. One, two, three guards down- he shushes the hostages and moves on. His gun rings out, maiming one, and the other two tackle him.

A bystanders drags one off, and BA takes care of the second, then everthing is quiet.

Faintly, you hear them talking.

"Who are you?"

"Bro Average! Visting for a bit, thought you needed help."

"Do you know where Jackieboy-man is?"

"Uhm, BA tenses, "not exactly. Anyways, I need to leave- I've got a dumbass to track down."

He flees, running past the entering cops, and as always, you follow.

[ask-the-jsegos-archived]

Stuff that happened on our discord server that we decided to make canon:

[ask-the-jsegos-archived]

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Hyello?

Oh! Chaos? Yes.

What's hapening upstairs? -Chase (Bowtie!)

The familiar ping! of a message is the only acknowledgement you get. You go upstairs anyways, finding your way to Jackie's phone, left face-down on the floor. The screen camera shows the carpet, but switching to the actual camera provides more detail. Henrik is rocking on her heels, bright smile barely visible from the angle, pestering Jackie with questions. Jackie is more muffled, speaking reluctantly, softly. The two lapse into silence, save Henrik's humming, and Jackie picks you up.

"...The fuck kind of question is that?"

Jackie's irrate confusion is on full display, and Henrik's curiosity soon joins, looking over his shoulder so they can see.

"That's... certainly something. We were just talking, if you must know."

Henrik backs away again, and Jackie drops the phone. The camera faces the ceiling. All you can do is listen.

[ask-the-jsegos-archived]

Sorry for the small texts and lots of images fellas, but here’s another canon event from our discord server, this time featuring our newcomer Henrik and a long time follower/friend of admins :D TLDR; Henrik learns about pretty much everything that’s ever happened in this universe, plans to raid Marvin’s room to figure out the inner workings of this specific universe. 

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Waiting around is getting really boring and if he doesn't do something soon he's going to go a little crazy. Or drive someone else crazy with his pacing. It doesn't matter, because the point is, he needs to move.

He takes off his hat for a moment to run his fingers through his hair and let his head breathe, taking a deep breath or two himself. Once he puts the cap back on, he steps out of Chase's room and wanders down the hallway, and is met with a man. He's tall, probably 2 inches taller than Bro Average, and clearly a strong guy. He has a skin-tight black suit on, with red accents. The guy could snap him in half, easily. He doesn't necessarily panic at the sight, but he's sure as hell wishing he didn't have a neon green hat. He looks at the man for a bit longer, and then sees the green hair. It immediately clicks with him who it is, and he's about to say something when he turns around

"Who the hell are you?"

Bro Average immediately flinches away from the voice. There's something about it that's just... so different from his Jackie. It's rougher, more... more angry. And hurt, in a deep way. He collects himself and outstretches a hand, that Jackie doesn't shake. He puts it back down, swinging his arm nervously.

"Bro Average. I'm Chase, but in your place. Kinda? It's complicated, dude."

Jackie laughs at that. "Bro Average? Kind of a shit superhero name, if you ask me."

"I- Yeah I can't argue with that. But you're not one to talk, renowned hero Jackieboy-Man." The second that second sentence leaves his mouth, he regrets it. He's suddenly pinned to the wall with electric bands, at just a high enough voltage to sting, and keep him from trying to escape.

"I'm not the fucking hero anymore, and don't you fucking dare say that to me again." He walks away, leaving Bro Average pinned to the wall for a few moments before snapping his fingers and dissipating the restraints. His wrists are burned, lightly, and he concedes that, yeah, staying in Chase's room is probably a good idea.

He's not going to forget this, though. That's Jackie. Not... not his Jackie, but still Jackie. And he is going to help him.