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🌌 :D

*coughs*

so i feel like irrer and purge would do more than hack, eventually. once they’re with the resistance, after being in it for long enough they would probably either transport information to other people against the collective- or spy on the enemy. it probably wouldn’t be too incredibly often but i feel like it would make them a little more important later on.

i was thinking about maybe habit knowing purge’s identity (thx elias) and?? i mean this would be a pretty cool concept. would purge know he knows? would it be like a secret kept between them? some kind of pact? or would it be blackmail material? maybe he’d tell the rest of them and be the reason why everyone else finds out. maybe he’d just lay back and watch how it goes. maybe he’d have a lot of interest in purge. maybe he’d even have *coughs* INTEREST (cue irrer punching him in the face) but that’s more of a joke tbh

nonbinary irrer. pls. consider.

i was also thinking about.. their personified fears. irrer’s would be this monster, with the faces of people he loves or hates all over it, laughing at him and sneering. long claws, beady red eyes, and sharp black teeth. it could climb up walls and can enter dreams, similarly to how he imagined the collective could do. meanwhile purge’s personified fear is.. well, shaun. himself, yes, but it looks like how he did back before habit got him. purge is so far in guilt and denial that it’s become his worst fear to know who he is under the mask. this ties into how they have different fears; irrer’s worst fears are other people, other things, etc. while purges worst fear is internal. he’s afraid of himself, of his past, of his mistakes, and he let’s it consume him. but he bottles it up, so he doesn’t act like anything is wrong.

how does patrick react to purge being shaun? even more interesting, how does he react when purge denies being shaun at all? (irrer explains its because of self loathing, maybe a little dissociation)does he try to help since something is clearly wrong with him? does he not care at all? im sure michael would, but patrick? hmmmmmm. i like to think he would care a lot too.

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you can’t tell me the bird isn’t irrer. you can’t.

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i feel like as of right now the most simple way to describe purge and irrer’s conflicts is this:

irrer and purges conflicts are opposites at glance, but when you look into them they become a bit closer aligned.

irrer is more external conflict; conflict with things such as other people, the collective, people in the resistance, different ideals, etc., while purge is more focused on internal conflict; conflict like internal paranoia and anxiety, pushing himself too hard because of unrealistic goals, and deep psychological issues he deals with by himself. issues that have nothing to do with other people. 

but while that’s easy at first glance..

taking a closer look, irrer has goals to be as good as, or at least unique from, firebrand, who is another version of him. other people and other things dictate what he wants.

purge has anxiety about the future, and depression because of the past. all of the things he did in the past is what makes him the way he is- all of his own flaws, not other people.

this ties together by the end though. irrer is able to realize that he doesn’t have to push himself to be different, and purge realizing that the past is the past. acceptance, whether self or for another, is what they both need. but strangely enough! irrer is the one who needs to self accept, and he can do it on his own by the end. but purge? no. purge has only been with his thoughts and no amount of convincing himself will work. so someone else, like a certain family member wink wink, would actually be the one to coax him, not himself.

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who said hackers had to be on the gender binary

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Codebreaker Thoughts

I’m finally starting these note/headcanon like things back up so I can start making stories and drawings based on them again! 

Hm. The first thing to note is the gender of the two codebreakers. In it’s initial creation, Noah/Irrer was transgender, but as it’s developed, maybe it should be Shaun who is transgender instead. It could be both of them, but I was thinking maybe Irrer would be nonbinary in some way, possibly agender or demiboy or transmasculine nonbinary.

How do they store their information on their database? More so, what do they use? Microsoft access files, dropbox, a website of sorts? It’s mentioned that they have files and that it’s similar to an application in the Cell’s case, but what about the archive and the forum? 

I’ve already mentioned this on discord, but the idea is still a personal favorite. In becoming their new personas, Irrer would grow closer to his self identity. It would make him feel better about himself, proud to be Noah, y’know? Meanwhile with Shaun, it would the be opposite. Shaun, who already has self loathing issues, would drift away from being called “Shaun”, possibly asking Irrer to call him Purge always. It may be a longterm and severe kind of dissociation, mixed with self hatred. He doesn’t want to be Shaun, he wants to be Purge. He hates who he used to be and sees it as disgusting. 

Adding on, this would make it so that when they do reveal themselves, Purge might be in denial about being Shaun at all. How would Patrick deal with that?? I feel like Patrick wouldn’t understand but Michael might, and when Michael fronts at some point and is able to confront him it might be what finally gets Purges walls to come down.

Irrer can be cocky at times, but he usually isn’t.

Purge has huge trust issues, as well as possible anxiety/depression and the long term dissociation i previously mentioned. As for Irrer he may have some sort of paranoia. Hm.

Since the two are demiproxies, what would the difference between them be when they switch? Would they have powers of sorts (Similar to the rest of the entities shown? Teleportation? Space/time manipulation? Or something different?) and would they be able to control it?

Scriniarii would be the first to know the identity of Irrer and Purge, before the rest of the resistance.

Irrer is the “Leader” of the group, but technically there is no real leader between the two. It just happens that Irrer comes off that way probably because he’s so much taller

Irrer tends to talk boldly, a bit strong and usually his voice doesn’t waver. Sometimes though he will have to repeat things because he can talk too fast.

Purge stutters at times, and he hates direct eye contact

Does Purge wear eye contacts? We may never know

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Codebreaker AU Server!

https://discord.gg/rkbfbcz = official CBAU server!

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While the Collective uses soft rock / psychedelic rock for their videos, I like to think the Codebreakers would use more electronic styles, with synth and hard electronic noises, slowed to a demonic pitch. This is an example uwu

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Official Blogs Of The Codebreaker au

This one, obviously

@planetersen and @akaanamir - Blog Mods and AU creators!

@1rrer - Irrer

@pur-g3 - Purge

@journalseeker - CBAU Noah

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Blonde.

It was a dark, cloudless night, and Shaun and Noah were working away on their computers, translating the information they had taken from The Cell into Faitext. Noah rubbed his eyes tiredly, and Shaun yawned quietly. God, they were both tired. But it did not matter to them. They had to finish what they had started. They continued typing away, and finally they managed to translate it all. They pasted all of it onto a text document, and then went onto their Twitter. Noah pasted a small string of Faitext into the Tweetbox, before posting it and returning to The Cells archive, looking through the CSS and source code with eagle eyes. Shaun returned to The Archive, also looking at the source code. They both wrote down whatever strings of text looked out of place on a small notepad. They worked like bees, never stopping, never resting.

As they scoured through the endless strings of coding, Noah suddenly came across something interesting. He copied it on his computer and quickly went to the search bar. He pasted it in, and when he pressed enter, he was directed to another site. Noah blinked, interested, as it loaded. Instead of it fully loading, however, it began a download onto Noahs computer. Noah cocked an eyebrow. Looking at the program name, he saw that it was simply called, “No.2”

As soon as the download finished, Noah went ahead and opened it, and was immediately greeted with a small white box and one word: PASSWORD?

Noah motioned for Shaun to look, and he looked over, perplexed. When they saw the ‘password’ box, they both groaned. It was time to hack into the Cell once again. Noah looked around his computer files, and found the file name C:e-L.L, and he opened the program up, and sighed again when he saw the database once again. He went to work then, typing away on the computer.

He didn’t notice when Shaun shut his computer until he heard the small ‘click!’ of the computer latching shut. Noah looked over at him empathetically. “Tired?”

Shaun nodded tiredly, and leaned back to let his head hit the fluffy pillow. Noah smiled, and turned back to the computer, continuing to look around desperately for something related to a password for ‘No.2’. He felt so weary and tired, and he wished he could sleep with Shaun. But, should he really? He had work to do, right?

Shaun suddenly bopped him with one of his feet. “Precious.”

Noah looked over, resisting the urge to smile cutely at him. Shaun whined, and mumbled, “Come cuddle.”

Noah sighed, and looked back at the computer. “Don’t I have to figure out the password first?

Shaun chuckled. “That stupid password can wait.”

Noah huffed.

He turned back to the computer and kept typing, and Shaun suddenly went, “Noooooaaaaahhh.”

Noah turned back again. “No, Shaun. I must finish first.”

Shaun pretended to pout. “C’mon, Darling. Cuddling is good for you. You need sleep, like me.”

Noah sighed, and turned back once more. Finally, Shaun just huffed and shut the computer for Noah. Noah swerved back and was about to say something along the lines of ‘hey!’, but before he could, Shauns strong arms were pulling him back to the pillow. Noah whined, and struggled for a second, but after a while he ended up giving up. Noah buried his face into Shauns chest, and listened to Shauns heartbeat.

Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum

Noah sighed. Finally, he let himself relax entirely. Shaun was so.. comforting. Within minutes of being close to him, Noah would feel warm and safe, like he was wrapped in a blanket of tender love and care. He could feel Shauns breathing slow down, which meant that he was falling asleep. Noah murmured quietly into Shauns t-shirt, “I love you, Shaun.”

Shaun rubbed little circles into Noahs back, and mumbled “I love you too, precious.”

Noah found his head starting to feel light, meaning he was falling asleep too. He let himself, and slowly all sounds and sense of touch started to fade as he slipped into a deep sleep.

Noah eyes snapped open with a start, and he felt snow falling on his face. He got up, and realized that he had been in a snowy wooded area. He looked around, and began walking towards where the area looked the clearest. He could smell something metallic in the air, and he realized that he was going towards the source when he started seeing drops of blood in the snow.

He started walking faster. He couldn’t help being curious.

He came into a clearing, and suddenly, he saw it.

A clock, standing right in the middle of the clearing. A big clock, too. It was at least 8 feet high. He stared at it, and gulped a little. Then, looking over, he saw someone, standing in the snow. Looking closer, he recognized it as a man, with red suspenders and dusty blonde hair. Noah gasped when he saw his axe was covered in crimson red blood. He stepped closer, and he realized that there was another man in the snow, cowering in fear.

Noah nearly choked when he recognized the other man as none other than Deadhead, a Collective member.

“Stay out of our way, Numb-skull. Whoever this codebreaker is, we’re going to find them first, and we’ll have a new ally. Nothing you can do will prevent our victory.” Said the one with the dusty blonde hair.

“Achtung. Achtung.” Deadhead murmured, and Noah remembered the phrase. It meant, ‘danger.’

The blonde man laughed. “Oh, you think we’re in danger? Thats you, buddy.”

Deadhead seemed to pass out at that moment, and suddenly, before Noah could do anything, the blonde man turned around, and saw Noah. The man blinked, and asked, “Who’re you?”

Noah didn’t have time to respond. Deadhead suddenly got up behind the blonde man, and noah yelled “He’s back up!”

The blonde man looked back too late. Deadhead pounced, and suddenly everything went dark.

Noah screamed.

Suddenly, he felt arms clutching onto him. “Noah! Noah, it’s ok!”

His eyes opened, and he was being held onto by Shaun. He looked around wildly, and realized he was at home. Shaun held onto him tightly. Before Noah or Shaun could comprehend it, Noah was hanging onto Shaun, crying uncontrollably. Shaun quickly held him back, murmuring reassuring words to him throughout. “It’s ok, It’s ok, Precious. You’re here now. You’re ok.”

Noah sniffled, and cuddled him closer. Shaun then did what they both knew Noah loved the most. He started rocking them back and forth, petting Noahs hair. Noah immediately started to feel better. He loved being rocked back and forth, almost like a child. He stopped crying, and the shaking went down noticeably.

“Calm down, precious…” Shaun murmured, holding on to Noah tightly. Noah sniffled again, and nodded quietly.

Shaun got a fluffy grey blanket, and wrapped it around Noahs body like a burrito. Only Noahs head showed, and Noah couldn’t help but smile a little. Shaun then, without Noah expecting it, kissed him gently. Noah blushed crimson, but let his eyes flutter closed. When Shaun pulled back, Noah felt okay again.

“I’m assuming you don’t want to sleep…?” Shaun asked, and Noah nodded quietly. Shaun scooped Noah up, and rested him in his lap, before turning the Television on and humming softly. Noah watched as colorful cartoon flickered across the screen, and he smiled. Shaun smiled, too, and let his arms wrap around Noahs body lazily. Noah blushed, and sighed quietly. “We should finish that code.”

Shaun groaned. “Alright, fine.”

Shaun took out his computer, and so did Noah. They opened their computers, and began doing what they did best, once again.

After hours of working, Noah finally seemed to stumble across something that might be the password. It was in base 64, but it came right after something labeled ‘cell2’. So Noah translated it, and found that it translated to ‘Chessgame’. Typical.

So, with Shaun watching, Noah entered it into the Password box of the new program. Finally, he pressed enter.

Thats when their whole life changed.

[WELCOME TO THE DEEP CELL]

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Noah came home, and when he saw Shaun crying about the bandaids, he pulled out another box of them from under the sink and put them all over shaun, giggling.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwww

Shaun was blushing the whole time i bet

Then Shaun just ended up kissing him lol

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Shaun fell asleep and when he woke up in the morning the bandaids had fallen off. He look through his bed to find them, but he couldn't. He was so sad that he lost all the heart bandaid that Noah put on him that he cried in the bathroom.

Awwwwwww my god poor shaun 

Maybe Noah has more aaaaa

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After Noah had to leave Shaun looked at the bandaids. Noah had applied multiple heart bandaids all over the area around the cut.

AAAAAAAAAA 

im dying this is so cute aaaa

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Noah noticed that he had cut Shaun near the collarbone and ran to get the first-aid kit. He applied multiple bandaids to the 1 cm cut while saying sorry repeatedly. Shaun was blushing the whole time because of how sweet Noah was being.

Eeeeeeee

Noah is such a sweetheart, I swear. Just a tiiiny little cut makes him all protective. Absolutely adorable aaaa