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I JUST WANNA BE PART OF YOUR SYMPHONYYYYYπ¬π¬β¨οΈβοΈπ
(Well, at least TSC is technically 8 since he was created by Alan 8 years ago-)
Saw this pic and thought of these twoπ
Made a silly TCO and TDL outside pixel drawing on my computer in study halll
Also I got the inspiration to put TDL in the tree from another outside fanart post I saw in the AvG discord so credits to themm
I've always liked stargazing.π«π
Idk if I'm just dumb but I realized that TSC, TDL, TCO, and Victims heads aren't a perfect circle, since they were drawn by hand from Alan, (and humans can't really draw a perfect circle) but the other stick figures heads are a perfect circle, since none of them were drawn to life.
I also noticed that the stick figures have little feet (AWW) while the hollow heads dont!
Yall Dark Lord and Second Coming's birthdays are both on October 2ndβοΈβοΈπ
"It isn't pretty priviledge!"
*Likes Tom and hates on Severus* "No because Tom is so fine / hot EUGHHH!"
I'm scared for this generation, next they'll forget that Tom is a mass killer who recruited children, traumatized kids in an orphanage (As a child), and tortured children.
Wait... They already did!
My drawing of Morgoth from Tolkienβs The Silmarillion.
Heh, Prototype it's literally a small ViraBot, but it's too cute.
Fuck, i forget the etiquettes
I made a little script for a fan comic that I'm going to do :D
I hope you like it hehe ^^!
Note: this happens post AvA V - Showdown
TSC narrative :P
I woke up on the floor with my friends sitting around me. Although I could barely move, that didn't stop me from jumping for joy to hug them, a feeling that was reciprocated. But I noticed something strange in their eyes, something that gave me that feeling that something was wrong.
Apparently they were not my hallucinations due to fatigue. -Are you OK?-
\-Do you remember anything that happened?- Now that I think about it, no, I don't remember almost anything after Dark stabbed me into that wall. I barely manage to remember a kind of lightning that dazzled me, along with a very low voice, I don't remember what he said to me. Then everything is a blur, but how did I survive? He caused me fatal injuries, and even more strange, where are the injuries that he caused me? Did they just disappear? Just like that? Although they are not visible, they still hurt internally, as if what had healed me had only done so on the outside.
I fell to my knees, the pain was not paranoia, it was wounds and internal bleeding apparently, I'm not sure. But what I am sure of is that it is not normal at all to vomit almost a liter of blood.
Anyway, there's nothing to do for now, my eyesight is down to zero and there's a high chance that he's unconscious right now, not to mention that he may have died and is in 'The Void'.
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Dark Narrative :3
I woke up after what seemed like hours unconscious, my body heavy and full of deep cuts.
He could feel the pain of the breeze passing through them.
I need to cover them as soon as possible, but if I go to my lab there is a chance that Chosen and those kids are still there.
Maybe I could send some ViraBot, I still have the elastic band with me, and before the fight I made sure to load a prototype small enough to hide it, anticipating any problems, it is very small, but I think it is capable of coming and going to me laboratory.
An hour later
\-If my internal clock does not fail, that thing should be arriving in about three minutes.-
Something interrupted my thoughts, I heard small and silent footsteps on dry leaves and branches, with regret and the strength that I still had, I was able to get up and take out one of my blades. Even if I was hurt, whatever that was wasn't going to kill me.
It was a false alarm, it was just the prototype with a bag that I had left on my desk, it had supplies, a first-aid kit, weapons, just what I needed.
To tell the truth, I don't understand how he was able to bring all that with his tiny size, although he did manage to get a good scare.
Already covered my wounds, I observed my surroundings, the great forest that is around this place, I decided to look for firewood for a bonfire. Already with the wood stacked, the prototype did something strange, I think it started to spin and the tension generated a fairly decent fire, it would serve to survive the night.
Regarding the prototype, it's much better than I thought, and now that I think about it, maybe I should give it a name. I really don't know, I would say "I consult with my pillow", but I don't have one. Guess I'll check with the clump of grass I'm laying my head on.
As soon as I lay down I felt how my eyelids began to weigh. -The prototype lay next to me as if it were a cat, maybe it's a cute pet.- sucite before falling into the arms of Morpheus.
Thanks for reading <3
Here's a little SC dialogue (?
TSC
I woke up sore in a bed, covered in bandages, it seems that the "healed" wounds reopened and had to be covered. Although I can barely move and it hurts to breathe -I sighed-, this is better than being dead or unconscious.
When I raised the upper part of my body, I felt a very strong dizziness, I had to hold on to the bed so as not to fall due to how sudden it was, - Maybe I lost a lot of blood - was the first thing that crossed my mind. I passed my hand through the bandage where the biggest wound was, on my abdomen, I could feel the moisture in the fabric, while my fingers got stained. I squirmed a little from the rubbing of the fabrics.
-You woke up!? - Blue went through the door and came to me with a worried face. I just laughed at his reaction, he gave me tenderness.
I'm going to call the boys! -He ran smiling towards another room, I felt it was an exaggeration, but I couldn't help but feel good to see that they were worried about him. - I laughed one last time before sitting on the bed to wait for Blue and the others -
Byeee and thanks for reading :Β³
(this time i don't forget the etiquettes >:\)
WHAT IF I WRITE THIS AGAIN AND MAKE A COMIC
I made a little script for a fan comic that I'm going to do :D
I hope you like it hehe ^^!
Note: this happens post AvA V - Showdown
TSC narrative :P
I woke up on the floor with my friends sitting around me. Although I could barely move, that didn't stop me from jumping for joy to hug them, a feeling that was reciprocated. But I noticed something strange in their eyes, something that gave me that feeling that something was wrong.
Apparently they were not my hallucinations due to fatigue. -Are you OK?-
\-Do you remember anything that happened?- Now that I think about it, no, I don't remember almost anything after Dark stabbed me into that wall. I barely manage to remember a kind of lightning that dazzled me, along with a very low voice, I don't remember what he said to me. Then everything is a blur, but how did I survive? He caused me fatal injuries, and even more strange, where are the injuries that he caused me? Did they just disappear? Just like that? Although they are not visible, they still hurt internally, as if what had healed me had only done so on the outside.
I fell to my knees, the pain was not paranoia, it was wounds and internal bleeding apparently, I'm not sure. But what I am sure of is that it is not normal at all to vomit almost a liter of blood.
Anyway, there's nothing to do for now, my eyesight is down to zero and there's a high chance that he's unconscious right now, not to mention that he may have died and is in 'The Void'.
βββββββββββββββββββ
Dark Narrative :3
I woke up after what seemed like hours unconscious, my body heavy and full of deep cuts.
He could feel the pain of the breeze passing through them.
I need to cover them as soon as possible, but if I go to my lab there is a chance that Chosen and those kids are still there.
Maybe I could send some ViraBot, I still have the elastic band with me, and before the fight I made sure to load a prototype small enough to hide it, anticipating any problems, it is very small, but I think it is capable of coming and going to me laboratory.
An hour later
\-If my internal clock does not fail, that thing should be arriving in about three minutes.-
Something interrupted my thoughts, I heard small and silent footsteps on dry leaves and branches, with regret and the strength that I still had, I was able to get up and take out one of my blades. Even if I was hurt, whatever that was wasn't going to kill me.
It was a false alarm, it was just the prototype with a bag that I had left on my desk, it had supplies, a first-aid kit, weapons, just what I needed.
To tell the truth, I don't understand how he was able to bring all that with his tiny size, although he did manage to get a good scare.
Already covered my wounds, I observed my surroundings, the great forest that is around this place, I decided to look for firewood for a bonfire. Already with the wood stacked, the prototype did something strange, I think it started to spin and the tension generated a fairly decent fire, it would serve to survive the night.
Regarding the prototype, it's much better than I thought, and now that I think about it, maybe I should give it a name. I really don't know, I would say "I consult with my pillow", but I don't have one. Guess I'll check with the clump of grass I'm laying my head on.
As soon as I lay down I felt how my eyelids began to weigh. -The prototype lay next to me as if it were a cat, maybe it's a cute pet.- sucite before falling into the arms of Morpheus.
Thanks for reading <3
A blur of orange appeared beside him, and suddenly heβs been launched through the walls of the already damaged house. He slumped down, stars in his eyes. He curled up on the floor and tried to recover the air knocked out of his lungs. As soon as he was able, Chosen sat up quickly only to find-
The other Dark-
No, Chosen breathed a sigh of relief. This was his Dark, reaching out a hand to help him up.
He took the hand and stood up.
βLetβs go beat the stick out of this guy,β Dark growled.
-byΒ @k1ttyadventurer, from the Dark vs Dark AU
I love this guy
I personally think TDL is more collected and his plans are more well-thought-out than people usually make him out to be? Like, he built a complex machine that alters/deletes the very fabric of his world [coding] for revenge. That's not an impulsive action, I don't think.
And he's also a good artist as well, you can see his drawings of the Virabot on the wall! I'd love to see that explored more. He's more than a stick figure version of Bakugo.
Heres the designs for The Chosen One and The Dark Lord! Chosen has that shackle because the ball and chain from ava3 was embedded into his code bit and he couldn't get rid of the shackle part without losing a leg...
Charlie Vickers from The Lord Of The Rings: The Rings Of Power" - New York Season Two Finale Special Screening.
tco/tdl summer season π΄β«
Where is he when we need him