#The Glitch entity

[metalman234]

Let Me out multiverse poster staring “The Mimic “ and “The glitch entity “

[shepscapades]

Surely this will have no negative consequences whatsoever!

[unfinishedslurs]

The boy stops in his tracks. “I know you,” he says, tilting his head curiously. He’s not tall, but he’s regal nonetheless, dressed all in white. Something about him makes Leia’s hair stand on end, and although she hides it she feels a stirring in her own chest. I know you like I know my own soul, she thinks wildly, and wonders where it came from. Has she gone insane?

“That’s nice,” she says, and shoots him anyway.

He deflects it in a flash of light, a glowing blue laser sword appearing in his hand like magic. She’s only seen one of those before, and it’s Vader’s. If this boy is anything like Vader, she realizes, she’s in deep shit.

She’s smart enough to know when she’s outmatched. Leia makes the tactical decision to run for her life.

Later, as she’s getting the hell out of there, she wonders why he didn’t try to stop her.

She remembers being young and tugging on her mothers skirts, demanding to know why their guest was so sad. “Does he not like it here?” She’d asked, and then, trembling, because Kenobi always seemed saddest around her. “Is it…because of me?”

“Oh, Leia,” her mother sighed, lifting her into her arms. “It’s not that, I promise.”

“Then what is it?”

“Master Kenobi lost a child under his care, years ago.” Breha’s eyes grew deeper, darker. “It was not his fault, but he blames himself. You remind him of that child, that’s all.”

Leia had quieted at that, contemplative.

The next time she’d seen Master Kenobi, she had given him a hug. He didn’t seem to know what to do with that, so she resolved to give him more of them. “He’s lonely,” she’d told her mother. “No one should be lonely.”

Looking at Obi-Wan Kenobi now, the memory seemed so far away. He’d aged thirty years in the ten it had been.

He looks, Leia thinks with a small twinge of regret, very lonely.

“Leia,” he greets. “It’s been a long time.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Leia sees a glint of white.

Kenobi freezes in his tracks. “Luke?” He whispers, and through the distance Leia can hear it as if he’d been speaking directly into her ear.

Master Kenobi lost a child under his care, her mother whispers in her head. He blames himself.

In an instant, Leia understands everything.

Kenobi is still staring at the boy he’d lost so long ago when Vader cuts him down.

Later, as she’s pacing around on the Falcon to Han muttering darkly about Princesses and supernatural abilities, she rememberers the way the boy collapsed, as if all his strings had been cut. Vader was too occupied with him to even look at her as she shot at him desperately.

Luke. She hates him more than she hates herself.

“They know where you are,” he hisses frantically. “They’re coming for you. You have to run.”

“Wait!” Leia quickly pulls up their sonar. Nothing yet, but it would explain the distant queasiness she’d felt since they’d landed. She tended to trust her gut. “How do you know? How much time do we have?”

“Not important, and not enough,” he says. “I have to go, and so do you. You need to leave yesterday.”

“How do I know I can trust you? I don’t even know who you are.”

He pauses. “Call me Skywalker.”

“That’s not an answer, Skywalker.”

“Yes it is.”

She opens her mouth to argue, but there are faint voices on the other end, drawing nearer.

“Shit,” Skywalker mutters. “I have to go. I’ll be in contact, okay? Don’t ever tell me where you are, or where you’re heading. Vader and Palpatine aren’t shy about reading minds. Just leave as soon as you can, and figure out the rest.”

“But—“

It’s too late. The comm has disconnected.

She stares down at it, disbelieving. How would the Empire know they’re here? Why should she trust a stranger who somehow got her personal comm code?

Gut feeling or not, on paper this was a perfect location. Supplied, armored, and most importantly, extremely well hidden. There was no real reason to think it would possibly be found out.

It’s probably a trap. Almost definitely a trap.

Han sticks his head in the door, a sour look on his face. “Hey Princess, can you tell these idiots—“

She makes a decision then and there.

“We’re leaving.”

“What?”

“We’re evacuating, effective immediately.” She pushes past him, and he follows so close he’s nearly stepping on her heel.

“Why? I think it’s pretty cozy here. Actual sunlight doesn’t hurt, either.”

“Apparently too cozy.” She grabs the first person she sees, a pilot who stares at her with wide eyes. “Emergency evacuation. Spread the word to pack everything you can and leave, I’ll let you know where we’re headed when we’re in orbit.”

He salutes and scurries off.

“Woah, hey now.” Han snatches at her elbow until she turns around to face him. “What’s going on?”

“There’s a new informant. He told me the Empire knows we’re here. They’re coming for us.”

“And you trust this person because…”

“I don’t have a choice,” she snaps. Someone runs past them, holding three packs filled to the brim with rations. “It’s either he’s lying and we’re not in danger, or he’s telling the truth and we’re going to die if we don’t listen. It’s not exactly hard math.”

It could be a trap of course, but he hadn’t suggested any sort of direction or destination to follow, and Leia wasn’t inclined to share. Especially not after his tidbit about Vader and Palpatine reading minds.

He squints at her. “That’s not it.”

“What?”

“I don’t believe you,” he insists. He’s so infuriating. Leia doesn’t know why she hasn’t kicked him out yet.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes you do, and you’re either gonna tell me why, or find a different transport when we head out of here.”

“Who said I was riding on your hunk of junk?” She demands. She actually was planning on going with them, since the Falcon has more than enough room for all the supplies that can’t fit in the other ships and none of the trustworthiness of the other pilots, but Han doesn’t need to know that.

“Well?”

Damn him. Damn him for knowing how to read her. She doesn’t know when she let that happen.

“I feel it,” she admits, defeated. “Something tells me he’s trustworthy. We’ll wait and see if it’s right.”

He studies her. She holds her head high, but inside she’s jittery at the scrutiny. They don’t have time for this.

“Yeah, all right,” Han finally says.

“Really?”

“Yes, really.” He rolls his eyes, like she’s not acting absolutely insane by putting all her trust in a random man she’s never even met. “Now come on, Princess, weren’t you the one who said we had to hurry?”

What is it about this man that makes it impossible to tell whether she wants to punch him or drag him into the nearest supply closet? They don’t have time to find out.

“So there’s good news and bad news.”

“Bad news first,” she demands.

“They know there’s a mole.”

“Shit.” Of course they know, how could they not? She should have been more careful, less obvious about the correlation of their movements with the Empire’s plans. “The good news?”

“They’ve tasked me with hunting down this ‘pathetic rebel spy,’” Skywalker says, humor in his voice. “That should buy me some time.”

Leia can’t quite stop the snort she lets out. “Seriously?”

“Yep. You’re speaking to a professional mole-hunter, here.”

“Well congratulations on the promotion, Skywalker.”

“Thank you,” he says grandly. Then, quieter, “It won’t last, Princess. They’ll find out eventually.”

“I know. Just hang in there, it will be over soon.”

“Will it?” He asks, suddenly sounding very young. She realizes that she has no idea how old he is. She doesn’t know anything about the man who has saved them more times than she cared to admit, and the idea rattles her until they sign off.

Later, she looks up the name Skywalker in their archives. There are a few results, but only one sticks out.

Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Knight and hero of the Clone Wars. Killed at the hands of Darth Vader. There are gossip articles too, speculations on his relationship with the pregnant Senator Padmé Amidala, who died around the same time Skywalker did. The baby, it seems, died with her.

Unless he didn’t.

It’s ridiculous. It’s impossible. The idea is so ludicrous that Leia almost rejects it entirely.

But it makes sense. By the Maker, it makes sense.

The child of Anakin Skywalker, it seems, would be a powerful Force user indeed. Powerful enough for Kenobi to take the baby and run. Powerful enough for the Emperor to want him for his own gain. Powerful enough to send Vader after Kenobi and take the boy himself.

Maybe even powerful enough to shield his mind from Vader and Palpatine’s intrusions.

Powerful enough to hide the fact that he’s a spy.

Leia sinks into her chair, covering her face as she laughs.

Maybe Luke isn’t so bad after all.

“No, no, no,” she mutters, digging through the smoking wreckage of the TIE fighter. “Don’t be dead, please don’t be dead.”

“Princess…” Han lays a hand on her shoulder that she immediately shrugs off.

“No, he’s not dead. He’s not. Luke!”

A faint cough answers her, and she’s so relieved to hear it she could cry. Behind her, Han starts bellowing for a medic and, “Some damn help here, do you expect us to move all this ourselves?”

“Luke, it’s me,” she sobs. “It’s Leia. You’re at the Rebel Base. You’re safe.”

More coughing, and there’s a worrying rasp to his voice when he says, “You know…my name?”

“I figured it out.”

“Smart.” This time, the coughing is so bad Leia and Han both wince.

“Shit, kid,” Han says, moving another piece of rubble. “Don’t talk. We’re gonna get you out of here, all right?”

“Stand back,” Luke chokes out.

“What?”

“Stand back. Please.”

Han protests, but something in Leia knows they should listen to him. She drags him back, and motions everyone else to fall back with them. They do, albeit reluctantly.

“Clear,” she calls, hoping Luke can hear her.

The TIE explodes.

“Fuck!” Han goes back in, Leia on his heels with the terrifying feeling that she’d just allowed Luke to die, before they both stop in their tracks. Around them, the broken pieces of the TIE are floating.

And curled up in the middle is a man dressed all in white.

“Luke!” She pushes past Han to start dragging him out, and after another moment of staring around them, he helps her.

As soon as they get clear, the pieces fall to the ground with a clatter. Luke falls limp with them.

Han is still looking at the TIE. “Can you do that?” He asks quietly.

Leia pauses her examination of the unconscious man in front of her to glare at him. “Is that what you’re most concerned with right now? Really?”

“Excuse me for asking, Princess!”

“It’s white,” Luke grumbles, pulling at his hospital gown bitterly. “I hate wearing white.”

“Should I be offended?”

He rolls his eyes. “Don’t even. You look great and you know it. I just feel like I never left.”

“Well,” she says gingerly. “I guess it’s a good thing you got sick of it. If we went around in matching outfits all the time, people might think we’re twins.”

He snorts. “Yeah, right.”

[victarin]

(sound on, audio from capcut library) little lazy moon video 💤 💤 umm yes would also like to apologize for the embarrassing amoint of time it's taking for the next poll video + i am going to try responding to asks soon!

[VD: a video of entity moon looking from side to side worriedly between two frames. entity moon is similar to their in-game design, but the style is simplified to a lineless version with a half-shadowed face. only their faceplate, hat, and neck ruffles (which have a second, sheer layer beneath) are visible.

moon asks, "where am i?" after a moment, they follow it up with "sun?" moon tilts their head down and then up. "where did you go?" moon repeats "sun" quickly twice, before being cut off the third time. the frame cuts to moon further away, staring at the viewer. cut to black as the music fades out. / end VD]

[ink-ghoul]

the existence of coral inside the borders of the server means there's the possibility to make a tnt dupe machine

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Would you be willing to write something with MXES where the reader wears the mask and sees MXES but isn’t afraid of them, and maybe Helpy is urging the reader to run, or deactivate the system but they’re curious about this big scary bunny… hopefully no animatronics get called to the scene if their interaction…

-glitch phone

"Erm, I'd advise that you RUN away from the Entity. You should not approach it under any circumstances!"

Ignoring Helpi's constant warnings of danger, curiosity overtook and and all instincts to flee as you walked close to M.X.E.S, still wearing the security mask. You weren't all that scared of it, instead wanting to have a better look.

The tall and sinister-looking black hare just stared down at you, tilting its head. It, too, was curious about your intentions.

While its purpose was to stop you from tampering with the parent node behind you, it couldn't help but wonder why you turned away from your task the second you felt its presence.

For whatever reason...you weren't freaking out despite it sending Monty after you once before.

You barely got away without getting your ankles bitten off by that feral gator!

You knew very well it could summon him again, but you weren't scared at all.

Pocketing the Faz Wrench, you stopped and waved your hand, awkwardly smiling at the entity. "Hello, there." You spoke, surprised by the brief disappearance of its usual grin, as though your actions confused it entirely.

But it then waved back, before disappearing into a cluster of glitches, vanishing from your sight altogether.

Suddenly, you heard an awful static noise and turned around to see it now mere inches from your face, its grin returning and looking wider than ever.

You winced slightly as you felt another migraine coming on...no thanks to you wearing the mask for so long.

Yet besides that...you didn't scream or flinch.

M.X.E.S thought for sure that little scare would've intimidated you enough to back away from the node. Maybe then it wouldn't have to call an animatronic to your location, and you'll leave the Pizzaplex's systems alone.

It's grown unusually protective over them, even though you were authorized to use the mask and access the AR world.

For a few moments, you had an intense staring contest, unsure of who was going to do what.

But you only became further fascinated by this creature the longer you gazed upon it. You had no clue which one of your coworkers designed it, but...they sure did a hell of a job making it look so real despite being a simulation.

Then you wondered something...and it was something you hoped to try.

And wanted to try something.

Helpi kept babbling inside your brain that making direct contact with the Entity would likely result in "death and dismemberment", adding the company wasn't responsible for that should it happen. You just rolled your eyes, knowing he didn't need to remind you of that shitty excuse of a "policy".

Instead, you slowly reached out to M.X.E.S' face, surprised when your hand rested on its muzzle. You could feel cold steel, fur, wiring, and static buzzing beneath your fingertips.

Although it couldn't see it, your eyes were wide in awe, and you had a huge smile that nearly rivaled the one on the mask.

This entity was solid. It was a creature you could actually touch, now that you were both on the same plane of existence.

Its eyes widened, yet it didn't react violently or fearfully...it simply remained perfectly still, allowing your hands to roam and pet it.

"Oh wow..haha.." You laughed softly, bringing both hands to the sides of its jaw. "Didn't expect you to be so soft and cuddly. You take after Bonnie well, huh?"

M.X.E.S isn't sure what overcame its programming in that moment, but...it began to like your touch.

It's never known gentle hands, not even from its own maker, until now.

That alone caused it to abandon its current directive as its shoulders relaxed, closing its eyes with content. Then it leaned its head down slightly so you could gently rub its ears--which were also made of metal and fur and static.

Shrinking its size down a bit enabled you to fully cradle its head in your arms, and you smiled, looking over at the glowing blue bunny node that stared back at you.

Meanwhile, Helpi had gone radio silent, much to your relief. That little bear probably crashed because this scenario was so unexpected, so unusual that he simply couldn't compute.

You silently chuckled at that thought, deciding that you'll stay like this for a little while.

The parent node didn't really need maintenance, anyways.

[nomagicartz]

entity 303 . i want to study him under a microscope

[blufox234isadumbname]

they say jpeg noise gets kinda ugly

[14dayswithyou]

I am really confused about this game. Is it like "Doki doki literature club" ? the game seems to break the fourth wall after getting bad endings and someone speaks in red text. Is it Ren and is he stuck in the game like Monica?Or is he and Redacted separate people, with him being a game character,but Redacted being some sort of entity who's stuck in the void of the game,or in it's code,and acknowledges that it's a game and someone's playing it and they speak to the player, not the game's protag?

✦゜ANSWERED: 14 Days With You is like 14 Days With You. It's not meant to be similar to DDLC in any way, and Ren isn't supposed to be like Monika or any other self-aware character.

Please don't associate 14DWY with other games just because they share similar tropes. /lh

But!! To answer your question: Ren isn't aware that Angel and the player are separate people. As of right now, he considers Angel and you as the same entity, and speaks to you as though you're part of his universe.

Ren is aware that his entire existence only comes into fruition whenever you play the game — but to him, that's considered normal — the same way getting wifi from trees and not discovering 80% of the ocean is considered normal for us. Nothing is out of place for him, and the way he interacts with his environment doesn't seem weird or out of place for him.

The Dead Ends are the only time Ren breaks the fourth wall, but it's still a massive WIP and there's not enough content for it to make much sense yet. But once more Days get released, this will be further explained!!

[lucky-kirin]

[metalman234]

The Glitch Entity. I noticed he needs more fanart

[pine-arten]

they’re silly

[honkygay]

dude opens a fridge in the archives lookin for some milk and woe!! long ass fingers and a stupid laugh be upon ye

edit : check the background for distorted michael <33 i hid it too well

[victarin]

what if i said i am Working on the third fazco entity video/poll and some other things As Well but alas i am a bit stuck & i only have these screenshots to offer

[merisaphire]

•°Alice and Glitchy Hanging out!°• [TimelineTale + Fpe] Tried to do Katieee's style :>°•

[nubezumie]

Chibi MXES CHIBI MXES