Echoes of Zaron

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Sunrise over the Ocean - Submitted by Kelsaline

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mysterion helping chaos to control his powers requested by… a lot of people (asjksd thanks for all the angst I hope this fills your bunny needs)

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just a typical morning walk to school

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Electric Teddy Bear- Submitted by Sheepish-Goddess

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i LOVE @sarkastic ‘s superhero au designs and i really needed to draw mysterion and chaos :3c

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been playing tfbw a bunch so i drew the favs

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zzzzzzz

[themercifulpaladin]

[ Ryu ]:

“…..who did this….” She muttered, violet eyes watching as he covered his bruise with his arm. He was the only one she showed this much worry for, the only person she really cared for. Whoever did this to him, she was going to kill them! No one hurt her Leo, no one. Anger crossed her expression as she looked up at him. “….I’ll rip their fingers off for hurting you….” And if he even remotely knew her? He’d know how serious that threat really was, it wouldn’t of been the first time.

     Butters’ eyes widened as he looked to her. He fanned out his fingers to further cover the mark, but he knew the damage was done. He didn’t like it when she worried, and he really didn’t like it when she hurt people. Sometimes, he cried when he saw her do things like that, but he knew that was how she was. He liked her despite all of that.

           “I-I can’t...tell you. I’m real sorry, Ryu...                 but I don’t want you t-...to do somethin’ bad.”

[themercifulpaladin]

[ Kenny ]:

        “Still… you shouldn’t have to put up with Cartman’s teasin’, Butters. I worry about you… even when the fat ass is considered a ‘friend’ I use the term very fucking loosely with him.”

   Kenny only stuck around really because Cartman could get Kenny something without much a fuss— well– other than giving some kind of payment, but it was whatever. Even then, he didn’t care too much for Cartman as he did with Stan and Kyle, but those two weren’t much better at times. They came up with stupid ideas of their own without much thought– then again– stupidity usually didn’t take much time to think about.

   He leaned back against the wall since they decided to escaped the bustling cafeteria to eat together outside. Luckily, the Goth Kids weren’t anywhere to be seen, but the last time he had heard, they were hiding up on the roof now instead of out in the back so it was nice to have somewhere to go without all the noise to have his cigarette.

     Butters unwrapped the plastic from his sandwich that hadn’t protected it. He tested the bread by squishing it between his index finger and thumb, frowning when they came away wet. He guessed he could eat it. Puddle water was just rain water after all. He lifted it to his mouth and took a bite, chewing it and trying not to make a disgusted face when he tasted dirt.

     As he swallowed, he looked up to Kenny with a forced smile.

          “See? It’s not so bad...                It just tastes like a peanut butter sammich           that’s been in your lunchbox too long...”

     He figured that Kenny would be able to see through his expression, but it didn’t stop him. He was so used to doing it that he couldn’t drop the façade.

[themercifulpaladin]

[ Jon ]:

       "You mean the dust?“

   Wallace was in Butters arms, calm and collective as always when people handled him. It was one of the many reasons that Jon loved him, a super calm and loving chinchilla. Dust, however, was flying everywhere after a certain someone’s dust bath.

       ”Well… unlike dogs and cats, you can’t really wash them because their fur doesn’t dry. So, they take dust baths, and dust baths not only absorbs skin oils as well as make sure that their coat stays fluffy and healthy.“

   Wallace chirped lightly before hopping up on Butters’s shoulders before giving a quick nuzzle. Jon smiled watching Wallace nuzzle his friend.

     Butters tiled his head, giving the creature more room to sit. Should he pet Wallace or leave him alone? He didn’t know if it was good chinchilla etiquette to pet one while it was on his shoulder. In the end, he gave in, reaching up hesitantly and using his finger to pet his head.

           “Gee, that’s pretty neat.                 You’re real cool, aren’t ya, Wallace?”

     He gave him a little scratch under the chin, hoping he wasn’t being too rough.

[themercifulpaladin]

[ Wallflower ]:

   Wallflower went through the plan and pointed out a few things, vines wrapping around his frame as he showed off the marked areas.

       "You are leaving yourself open in several spots… here, here, and here… if you set up some more troops in these areas around you— well— it will give you more time to spare. Perhaps even set up a trap or diversion for the Freedom Pals to stay off your trail…“

   The Wallflower murmured softly, hands tracing the paper lightly. He was thinking fairly heavily about before holding out his hands, small seed appearing in them.

       ”Perhaps a charm to put them against one another— that will certainly be a trap… You know– they can’t resist the sweet scent of my plants… no one can.“

   He placed the seeds in Chaos’s hands before sighing softly.

       ”Be careful… they can explode fairly easily and release their toxic gas, alright?“

     Wrapping careful hands around the seeds, Chaos looked up to him. This was why he consulted the Wallflower on matters before carrying them out. He always knew just the right way to fight the Freedom Pals, especially since they had sniffed out that someone was doing something in town.

          “I trust your judgment. Forcing                them to fight one another yet again           would lower their morale indeed!”

     He grinned, keeping his palm from moving too much.

          “Once this plan is through, we                can start with the real chaos...”

     By the time they finished capturing the heroes, enough of them would be in their clutches to start inflicting said chaos on them.

[morndas]

when my mental health is suffering and my friends ask if i need anything

[orchidvioletindigo]

[themercifulpaladin]

[ Mysterion ]:

        “You idiot! You are going to destroy all of us for what!? The sake a barren world!??”

   Mysterion snarled his teeth trying his best to find a way out of capture. His mist fluctuated around him as even Chaos looked a bit unnerved by it all– even when he came to terms to it– was he really ready to die to the ‘thing’ he created?

      “We need to return him— you know that… Him AND Agent Arcana… 'They’ don’t BELONG in this timeline, Chaos… they weren’t 'meant’ to be your playthings…”

   Mysterion shot out his black mist, grabbing Chaos up into the air, holding him there for a moments time before more strands began to wafts around to hold him in place. Mysterion wasn’t going to let this go on any longer— he was going to set things right and return them and return their timeline back to how it should have been.

     Chaos was unfazed by the grip Mysterion had on him. He knew that he was in the right and no amount of violence from the hero would dissuade him. He couldn’t help but laugh. It was so absurd that he thought sending them back would fix things. Didn’t he know? Oh, it was so rich!

          “And what good would it do to                return them to a doomed timeline?           There’s nothing left for them there,                and you don’t want them here.”

     As he dangled, he thought about what had brought him here. Perhaps it wasn’t as plain to Mysterion as it was to him. Chaos pondered for a moment how one could be so ignorant. Compared to him, the professor was more of a hero for these two wandering souls.

         “Did you even ask what your               “friend” Agent Arcana wanted? Do          you think it’s fair to her if you               send her back to a world that’s as          useless and hateful as this one?”

     He found himself laughing again.

[themercifulpaladin]

[ Motochika ]:

        “Even when you cannot assist in a fight your mind is what we need— Mori is cunning and we need more than think as he to counter that.”

   Motochika spoke in a serious nature, his frame a bit more tensed as he watched the men scurry around. They had awaited signal, but they were more nervous as any— if this was another one of Mori’s traps they didn’t know if they’d be ready to counter it.

   A warm hand rests on Leopold’s shoulder as a parrot swung down from the skies, landing on Motochika’s shoulder before receiving a scratch under its chin.

        “You’ll do fine… If anyone should attack you– we’ve taught you well enough to defend yourself. Don’t let it be wasted, yeah?”

   Motochika lifted himself high and shouted out to the crew members to shove off, knowing Leo would be following behind. The parrot soon fled off of his shoulders and found a home on Leopold’s shoulder. Kaiki let out a soft noise as he rubbed himself up against Leopold, offering solace.

     Reassured by the captain’s words and by the parrot’s echo of confidence, Leo nodded and ran to catch up. He hadn’t seen this Mori person yet, but Motochika and the others gave him accounts that bid him to believe he was an awful individual. He didn’t care about those who served him, and he’d do anything to get what he wanted. Mori had no morals, and Leopold couldn’t respect anyone who would do some of the horrible things he’d done.

     He had to help Motochika fight against this man for everyone’s sake.

          “What do you think he’s planning?”

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