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It depends what you want. Murder, bloodshed, death, drama, war. It's slightly depressing I just discribed a soap opera but whatever

Are you sure you should be on Tumblr. No like I'm one to judge -_- - @homura-nebula

Hello! And well It seems pretty interesting though I’m not going to be on here much because of my jobs! But still I’d like to be here thanks for the ask! :)

OOC: this is mainly for fun and for my hyper-fixations so I might lose interest but I would still like to keep up with this account! :D

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(ooc: Dude Its cool. Anything more ooc I usually put in the tags. This muse is just a depressed brat lol)

My money is the trauma sets in after a month. Lol

Well whatever makes you happy I guess

Are you sure you should be on Tumblr. No like I'm one to judge -_- - @homura-nebula

Hello! And well It seems pretty interesting though I’m not going to be on here much because of my jobs! But still I’d like to be here thanks for the ask! :)

OOC: this is mainly for fun and for my hyper-fixations so I might lose interest but I would still like to keep up with this account! :D

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Let's us know you better since your online

No

(Art by @lythecreatorart )

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The third party had to watch with your little infant temper tantrum. It's posted online dumbass. Is baby Hangry.

It's very tiny dick man. That is the name remembered in history so I say. :) @homura-nebula

Who even are you.

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Who is he trying to impress?

It's like a smeetling bragging -_-

Almost Like a pathetic grasshopper is overcompensating. My money is either the Irken equivalent of a micropenis or dementia.

see the thing is I know something. Let's see if he is reading this. You don't put fear buddy. I'm a third party and all that makes me want to do is laugh at you for what you're doing. No, there's always someone worse. And you're not it.

Death of Lard Nar

Tw/ death, a little gore, and mentions of drugging and needles

A live recording is broadcasted to every device compatible.

Everyone on the Resisty gets the option to view it, but they can miss it if the mun decides.

The people that have the option to watch it live include @agnt-of-chaos @agent-redblu @dubl-trubl @the-cooler-gaz @resisty-tak @resisty-zim @spy-tyr @dont-talk-to-us @t-am-i @resisty-agent-fox @vortain-engineer and Terracotta on @commandor-lard-nar , as well as any Resisty members/rescues that do not have a blog, such as Cloud, or other people with access to irken feed, potentially @zee-of-the-irkens and @youareanidiot-org

Anyone else on Tumblr will only see it after it's been recorded, Red will make a post with the recording later and characters can reply to it.

The footage opens up with Tallest Red, sneering at the camera. "Greetings, universe! I'm sure all of you will be thrilled to know I have the upper hand here and all your petty little squabbles with my soldiers have barely done a thing. Your efforts have been useless and I still remain in command. The empire never dies. And if you don't believe me, I think I have something that would change your mind."

The camera turns to show Lard Nar. He seems out of it, like he's been drugged, and he has a metal piece like a muzzle keeping him from being able to speak. He's well restrained to a board keeping him upright with cuffs and he has two irken robotic guards on either side of him, just in case. He is also wearing a metal collar that he doesn't normally have.

Red continues to rant, giving the image a chance to sink in. "In my grasp yet again, I have your precious Commandor Lard Nar. This idiotic low life worked with you pathetic creatures in an attempt to bring me and the entire empire down. But one member of your joke resistance caused a fatal mistake, getting themselves killed and dooming Lard Nar in the process!"

Red comes onto the screen again to remove the metal muzzle from the dazed Lard Nar. Lard Nar coughs and inhales deeply to talk.

"You really think I'm going to be here for long? You've made that mistake before..." Lard Nar chuckles. "The Resisty won't surrender to rescue me, they don't need to. This entire recording is pointless..."

Red laughs. "Oh don't worry, this isn't a ransom call." He extends a single PAK leg and aims it directly at Lard Nar. "It's a public execution."

Lard Nar narrows his eyes, though his gaze seems unsteady. "You're going to kill me then? Good luck with that waste..."

"Even the toughest of warriors can be broken somehow. You've already proved that you won't give up the Resisty to save yourself. So I have no choice but to force you to give up yourself to save the Resisty," Red chuckles, inching the PAK leg slightly closer.

Lard Nar watches him. "You don't make any sense."

"I'm not trying to break you. I'm trying to break them. What will they be without their precious leader? They'll fall apart, into chaos..." Red hums slightly, circling Lard Nar.

Lard Nar huffs. "They're better than that. We've had an upper hand for quite some time now... You don't really think one death would change that?"

Red stops in front of Lard Nar again, seemingly pondering. "Perhaps you're right..." He retracts his PAK leg.

Lard Nar sighs before pulling slightly on his arms to test the strength of his restraints.

Visible to the camera, but not to Lard Nar, Red slowly pulls out a Vortian lazer blade, one of Lard Nar's.

"Though, then again..."

Lard Nar glances at Red, cautious. But before he can react or even attempt to respond, Red reveals the blade by plunging it into Lard Nar's chest.

Lard Nar's harsh gasp of shock and pain is quickly followed by a sizzling from the heat of the blade burning the flesh. Red pushes the blade slowly deeper, causing Lard Nar to choke on bright blue blood.

"The best way to find out is to try it, right?" Red chuckles slightly and twists the blade to cause more damage.

Both the drugging and the wound make it very hard for Lard Nar to even get an attempt at screaming out, much less respond. He continues to choke and cough on blood as the heat from the lazer causes some light smoking. He does try to say something, but all he manages to get out is a weak groan.

Red slowly pulls out the blade while twisting it. "Let this serve as a lesson, to the entire galaxy! This is what happens to you when you defy me, when you defy the Irken Empire!"

Blood runs down Lard Nar's chest in a quick gush as soon as the blade is free. The heat from the weapon sealed quite a bit of the wound instantly, so he's bleeding less than you'd expect. The real problem is the fact a vital organ was absolutely destroyed by the blow and he's beginning to suffocate from it. He fights to breathe, spitting out blood to free up as much of his remaining equivalent to a lung as possible.

Red glances at Lard Nar, seemingly disgusted by the attempts to gasp for air despite the wound.

"Still alive, are we?" Red sets aside the Vortian blade to grab Lard Nar's jaw and force him to look up.

Lard Nar manages to growl weakly and spit blood in Red's face.

Red seems offended, huffing. "Stubborn as always..." He grabs a nearby syringe, filled with a nasty bubbling green liquid. "Ever hear of Stacartus venom?"

For those in this universe, perhaps it's something they've heard of. It's a venom from a giant alien spider that's known to kill the victim in 5 minutes if an antidote isn't admistersted immediately. It's also known to be bright green, constantly boiling, and is so potent, it will often stain the victim as it kills.

Lard Nar certainly recognizes it. He's paler, but that's not just the reaction to hearing the name of the venom, but also from rapidly losing blood.

Red chuckles. "I'd like to see you survive this." He plunges the needle into Lard Nar's neck and injects. Lard Nar tries to dodge, but he's too well injured to succeed. Almost instantly, green marks spread along his skin as the venom rapidly spreads in the blood stream.

Red chuckles and pulls the needle away, seemingly enjoying the view. "And everyone knows that if you don't get the antidote almost immediately, you die. None of you can save him."

Lard Nar gives Red a hate filled look as the venom markings spread along his face and chest, even into the wound. His breathing is becoming slower, his eyes more and more unfocused.

Red snickers. "<<Release him.>>"

Stiffly and in unison, the irken robots release the cuffs keeping Lard Nar attached to the board. With nothing holding him up anymore, the goat stumbles forward, clearly off balance.

Red watches with a wicked grin. "Still trying?"

Lard Nar puts a hand to the wound in an attempt to keep it sealed and protected, though it doesn't matter. He vomits up a brightly colored, almost glowing mass of blue and green chunks, before he stumbles again, falling onto a knee.

Red moves out of frame to change the camera angle, making sure Lard Nar collapsing doesn't hide him from the viewers. "Here you all go, your proud and wonderful leader..."

Lard Nar tries one last time to breathe in, only to cough out more blood and some fleshy looking chunks. He flinches slightly and puts his other hand on his neck, over the collar.

"Dead."

Relief is audible in Red's voice as Lard Nar fully collapses and more green and blue flows freely from his mouth and wound for a moment. Red begins to laugh, softly at first, before sounding like a full blown psychopath with crazed laughter as he steps back into frame to grab what seems to be Lard Nar's corpse.

"Is this how the war ends? I win! I win, you bastards! And don't come at me with any claims of a fake death." Red reaches toward Lard Nar's face and buries his claws into Lard Nar's right eye. The goat has no reaction, he's limp, with no visible breathing. The only sign of movement from him is the green venom being drained out of his mouth and wound, slowly erasing the green marks.

"He's dead alright!" Red cackles, taking his hand back, now dripping with Vortian blood. "And if you want anymore proof, I'll have his corpse chopped up and shipped to random locations in pieces! Maybe by the time you find them all, you'll be ready to surrender!"

The unhinged laughing of a murderer continues, Red seemingly having a breakdown on a disturbing level. The entire time, he leaves the camera lingering on the apparent corpse.

But unknown to the viewers, this is a trick. Lard Nar got the antidote before their very eyes, hidden in the collar which is normally meant to deliver sedatives on command. But right now, it's loaded with a powerful paralysis agent and the antidote to the venom, to keep him alive but completely immobile, to appear dead. Lard Nar had too much information that Red wasn't willing to lose by actually killing him.

"I'll be coming for the rest of the Resisty next! You're all doomed without him, and there's nothing more you can do about it!" With a last laugh, Red shuts off the camera and ends the live.

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Tell my muse what you hate about them!

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It is odd that a sense of acceptance of events by watching the poor life choices of a different moron...Well the public record will be received later

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We know. It's called/ sarcasm. Fuck now I need a new color. This is tainted. :(

There..has been multiple variations of a resisty war against the empire...it never turns out the way those fools wanted.

You know. I figured you would make a comment about some self righteous mission. Thst is the last person we need to be referred to.

:(

Have fun with your little war. Trust me it sucks when it spreads.

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Oh this really isn't Purple! I do apologize, I thought for sure it was a former Tallest having a go at me and I was having fun just brushing it off.

War isn't fun, however. Not sure we're referring to the same war?

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Fictober24 day 30 "I won't let you down."

“Ok, I get it. I shouldn’t have made that deal about my cooking.”

Ves just lies down in her bunker bedroom. It's been at least a couple of days since Dre had visited. That visit was very impulsive, she can admit that. Though Ziib didn't need to fuss like he did.

It made her feel like Gaz again for a little bit. She knows she couldn't live that lie forever. Maybe that's the reason she didn't go with him?

At least Ziib offered something more in reality.

I won't ask why you cursed your cooking like that. It doesn't affect when I do it, so I'll just keep making the meals.

“It's not as big as the deal Dre said he made. It would have ended up like his sister if I had done that. It just increased Dib's survival rate if I was around. Of course that didn't help much when I was taken out too." She ran those numbers so many times since what happened. Even improved odds still have a chance of failure.

I didn’t ask if you were ok when talking to your brother for a bit.

She sighed. “Felt human enough to at least make it seem like it was all like before. It was just putting the past to rest. He’s not coming back anyway.”

She finally got up and headed to the couch. The cube Dre gave them was just sitting on one of the tables. A lot to think about. Going with Dre means there would be a sense of what both of them were. Smeet was there and that little guy affected Zes a lot.

Then there was going with Ziib. That guy didn't lie about reality. There is no way they were the same as they were in the past. There would also be fewer people questioning having a Pak. Maybe more specialized health care. The added bonus is that the bastard wasn't going to die anytime soon considering he's a tallest.

Wish she could say she has the same when it came to Dre. Even with his increased luck.

It’s probably for the best so you don’t horrify a smeetling puking up blood.

"So you're already calling the little guy a smeetling? It would be a break but...yeah you're right. That wouldn't be the place to go. Not to mention the fact there is the other version of you." She smirks. A lot of this conversation she should be able to do in her head. It's just she doesn't want to.

I get it. I’m just...not ready for that yet. That right there is the kind of life I had been searching for all my life. She’s happy...has people who want her. Why horrify that with what we are? I was the one who disconnected from communicating with the multiverse, and in doing so I threw away the life she got from it.

There were complicated feelings she wasn't going to push on her partner. At least she knows what would happen if she met the alt on her side of things. Though she is pretty sure Zes and the other version of her would just straight up try to kill each other.

They had already made their choice it seems. Later they will message Ziib to find a time for him. The rumbling in her stomach says another priority for the moment.

She gives a soft smile. "For now I think to eat something tasty. We still have plenty left in the store room. Care to impress again Zes?"

As much as you gripe on your name still. It's your name and that's what I'm calling you.

She’s gotten used to the feeling of moving her consciousness to allow the switch. This was just the price to pay just to keep both as they are. For a moment when Dre visited she knew there was a merge. As much as that felt calming it wasn’t the same.

Their eyes gained a more focused magenta, as Zes took control. “I won’t let you down." She just gets to cooking as she usually does.

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Fictober24 day 27 "Let me remind you."

“Look, I’m well aware not all Irkens are the same.”

The newly named Ves just looked at Nar blankly when he decided to speak up. Most have been giving her space since that last incident. Zes woke up so that wasn't all bad. Of course, she is mostly asleep a lot of the time.

You win some you lose some. Makes sense seeing them all afraid of me..of us. Fuck, was this what Zes had to deal with before she came to Earth?

She sighed. “Yeah, and what is your point.”

“My point is that even with that pak I had thought it was just you there Gaz. I’m still willing to get you back to your planet, but I have people under my care. Having someone who could take over your body that can cause that much of a massacre is unnerving.” The vortain is trying to approach this like a leader. Though he is the adult here.

Zes freaked them out when she woke up. However, after that, I couldn't move without everything feeling like a ball of pain for a week. Ass should be grateful.

Always a bunch of hypocrites with the Resisity...nothing has changed. Fine.

Hearing that voice in her head she felt a tug at her consciousness. Before it felt like being shoved aside while someone was using her body. This time felt like Zes was asking for permission. She just gave in. This is probably something she will need to get used to anyway.

There was this selfish part of her that would fight with all she had to keep her best friend just with her. It would feel too lonely if they merged. She knew some hybrids became like combos of who they were.

Their eyes gave a pinker shine as they walked over to Nar. “Let me remind you. Your organization was full of hypocrites and those eager for blood. Long before all this officially started. Though you want to know if I'm something to deal with. My intentions will be clear. If I find one reason Gaz isn't safe traveling with you. We're leaving. If we get stopped by your men, they will be dealt with. If we need to escape, I will set fire to your hanger bay... again.”

Seems when Zes takes over their voice gives a lighter tone to it. Nar just took a step back as it was very obvious this wasn’t the girl he was talking to before. Though he paused at the last sentence. “I see...how old were you?”

Saying that struck a chord with both girls. Saying it in the past tense like that just makes it all seem final. It was the truth. Zes was someone before all this, and she died.

“I was 13. Turns out trying to live your life doesn’t work out so well." The wave of guilt coming didn't come from Gaz. She just wanted to switch knowing exactly where her friend's mind was going with this.

Like everything from her life was just a punishment for existing.

Don't you dare go there! I’m..not leaving. I know...I know you still need me.

Nar just blinked for a moment. “No wonder...Zes?”

With that comment, she was back in control of her body. Though it made her head feel like she was having the worst migraine ever. There is probably a scientific explanation about how two sets of brain waves are overloading her.

“Fuck, you know Nar. Your shit for talking to actual children. The fact that people like you and this entire universe can make someone like Zes this way. She connects with others so easily. You all fucked up a perfectly good pair of girls.”

She added herself to the list as she stormed off. It was already a habit to lock the door to the room she was sleeping in. Since Zes went apeshit it's been needed. All she could do was curl up in the bed and try to wait for the pain to go away.

At least they were almost home. When they get home it will feel a little better. Maybe listen to her dad come up with ideas to help with what her body is becoming.

Just need to make it back home. She owed it to Dib.

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Fictober24 day 25 "It consumes me."

“Should I be worried about our failing mental state sometimes?" Ves asks these questions randomly while playing video games with her partner. That's how it has been when it's just them talking in their room.

Are you asking about that now? I just don't get why I am the one with infinite wisdom now.

Even talking like this, the game goes by without any issues. "Your room in our headspace is still like most of your dreams that slip by me—a giant ball of darkness. I'm strangely okay with it sometimes."

It consumes me, but it's not a bad thing sometimes. It's a process. Though, to be fair, I was the one who actually died.

“This is all horseshit. We’re in a nicer place. Better access to food.” Ves just grumbles. She would say kinder people but sometimes Virb and Ziib are questionable at best. Just there was still something with Ziib that she understood. Despite how much of a bastard he is.

She sighs. “Actual people to be around. Like Ziib and the big bee.” That was a better way to phrase it.

You're the expert on what it is like to have a genuinely positive experience in life. You do remember I had military fugitive before the whole being murdered thing happened.

“I accepted to be a monster they wanted. Just figured there would be a time we could feel a sense of getting something back.” she has no idea if any of this makes sense.

No, I doubt anyone could ever get back to who they were before. Though...I am curious who we can be now.

At least that got a genuine smile on their face as they continued their game.

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Fictober24 day 24 "You didn't do anything wrong."

V...I’m the last person to suggest this.

Ves perked up a bit when she heard that. Normally Zes would be sleeping at this time. At least it was better than when she used to sleep before. This time was a genuine need. At least it felt like that this time.

“Whatever it is I didn’t do it.”

No, I've been thinking ever since you made that separate blog. So you could browse Tumblr without posting on the blogs that belong to the versions of us on the other timeline.

She sighed. There was a pit of anxiety she felt, but it was familiar. Familiar in the sense that she knew the feeling didn't belong to her. "Stop with the over worrying. Just let it out. I thought we agreed, even if it's pain we don't make it so it never existed."

That was a tiny policy they made together since becoming a hybrid. Nothing gets forgotten. Unless it’s the dishes that Ziib wanted them to do.

There could still be a version of Sycorax with them. I know that shouldn’t be our fire to put out, but I don’t remember if the one from our timeline died or not.

Zes was right, this was a topic that was hard. That woman was the start that destroyed everything that was nice about their lives. It's a bit nerve-wracking it could happen again. It would be if they didn't see the fact the twins have far more people to act if the worst should happen.

No one should end up like they did.

"I was sure I saw Miyuki run by me though when I passed out?" The thought of Sycorax alive was disturbing. They probably wouldn't sleep if they hadn't already moved to the massive.

Not like I had the chance to ask. By the time I woke up, she had already done her suicide mission. We just assumed or I was still...not quite there yet.

Ves just nods and understands. Even after Zes woke up, the girl wasn't exactly in the right headspace for much of anything. It was only recently she was starting to put together what or who she is now. Well..who they are together now?

“I don’t like the idea of going back to that shit show. With how easy it was to even start a war on that scale, I doubt that the fighting finished. That, and what we would find if that ship was still out there.”

The fusion core? I mean in my first investigation about her, I knew she changed locations all the time.

Ves sighed. There is a part of her that misses the ability to smack her best friend upside the head when she says stupid things. She might be getting the bee brain from SZ. "No, unless someone else removed the bodies."

That got both of them silent. Even with the challenge they had to survive. They never once thought or even sought out the bodies of their brothers. Dib and Sim's graves at the farmhouse were empty for a reason.

Is it bad I never thought to try to look? I’m sorry, I just never found the point of having a burial...though I appreciated the gesture at the farmhouse. Look..we can take it one step at a time. It’s just…

“You don’t want the chance that woman would contact herself in that other timeline. Zes...do you ever stop thinking like a scout, or whatever the hell you were before you left the empire?”

Taking things on their own was how they got in trouble in the first place. That entire plan just sounds like something at would backfire.

I don’t want it to go wrong and be my fault again…

There it was. Even though they had been putting back the pieces of who they were, a part of Zes still had the idea that the misfortunes came from the fact she was alive. "You didn't do anything wrong Zes. Someone else did that. She was horrible and if she's still alive her soul will be fed to my friends."

I know..it’s just me and my overthinking.

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Fictober24 day 22 "why are we doing this again?"

Why are we doing this again?

Ves just chuckled as they made their way to the destination. "I don't know what you're talking about. This is a necessity."

You made a suit that looks like an among-us character.

“And your point is?” This was the kind of whimsy she needed in her life. Zes wasn’t stopping her. This was just her partner’s way to grumble and protest.

There is no cold protection here.

She grins and points to her purple among-us suit. "Yeah, that's why I have the suit. Bastard said I can't do 3 flips. So I'm going to do it."

Ever since they met Ziib, there has been a strange connection between them. There is a part of Ves that kind of likes the challenge Ziib makes. For how messed up she is, that kind of blunt honesty was just what they needed.

A bastard was what the monster needed. Who would have thought that was the answer?

You wonder why the med bay loves our visits.

“I know, I’m the half of the hybrid that’s a delight.” She gets her suit on. Part of her is considering doing this by SZ’s window if he’s awake.

If anyone tries to message them the automatic reply is going to be Ves was the impostor.

I'm starting to understand why Dre became your brother.

That was also a shock. She shouldn't have trusted being comfortable around someone who was a Dib. Yet Dre was easy to talk to. She didn't feel like a real freak. Just felt like she was Gaz again. With Zes it just made her question every life decision from her past.

The man was a giant dork. There was zero reason to be afraid of him.

So far connecting to the multiverse again brought them to Ziib, Dre, and SZ. Those connections were complicated for each person involved but they were not terrible.

At this point, she jumps out and starts the flips. "I'm gonna vent!"

Why are you like this?