Your butterflies idea has got my brain working overtime so as payment I want to share some small ideas:
-the butterflies using their color and wing movement as a sort of code or signal system
-the server being on edge with not being able to tell which butterflies belong to c!dream
-similar idea but with the server witnessing all butterflies seemingly disappearing or a sudden and dramatic increase (both scenarios work with c!dream being imprisoned or escaping)
-the butterflies trying to secretly hang with punz
-the prison and places significant to c!dream being covered in butterflies
-the butterflies having mock eye designs
-c!quackity having to plan on how to not have the butterflies blow his cover
-c!dream’s chat having mixed feelings on ex-friends so there is a mix of avoiding and hindering them in spite or sadly staying close hoping they’ll change their mind
-some of them have designs and attitudes that remind c!dream of long gone attachments
i like a LOT of these ideas, but one in particular kinda stood out...
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"Nah, nah, you keep changin' the subject," Techno said, "I'm not droppin' this until you give me somethin' that at least vaguely resembles an answer. C'mooon."
Technoblade's hooves clacked against the obsidian as he walked around the cell. He seemed a bit energetic that day-- he'd go through periods of exhaustion and stir-craziness at fairly unpredictable intervals. That day was an animated one.
Dream, on the other hand, was feeling absolutely drained. Sat on the floor and partially curled in on himself, he had a hard time keeping up with his roommate's energy. "An answer to what?" he asked.
"To the question I asked, like, 10 minutes ago! You're re-directin' again, see?" His voice took a steadier tone as he repeated it again, "Why does God look like you?"
"I literally don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes you do! Dude, have you looked in a mirror? Ever? Because if you haven't, let me tell ya, it would be a lot like lookin' at God."
Poetic. Dream scoffed.
"You're an idiot."
"I'm perfectly rational and sane," Techno countered.
"No you're not. Techno, I'm not covered in eyes."
The God they saw-- DreamXD-- did, admittedly, look a little bit like Dream. Much of their features were the same. His nose, his brows, his cheekbones, his jawline. The resemblance was there, sure. But what Dream lacked was the multiple eyes that decorated the god. DreamXD had a few small eyes underneath the main ones on his face, a few up his arms, on the back of his neck, and probably plenty more underneath that flowing cloak of his.
Techno's hooves stilled. His eyes scanned up and down Dream's form, and Dream raised a brow at him.
"You used to be," Techno said.
Technoblade remembered planning Doomsday. He remembered spending some extra time with Dream and Philza during their preparations, and he remembered the stark contrasts between his own chat and theirs. Dream and Phil had elegant and airborne chats; Dream's butterflies decorated the cabins, and Phil's crows sang haunting tunes throughout the forest. Technoblade's chat stayed within his head, repetitious and largely unhelpful.
He'd watch the butterflies land on Dream, clinging to the edges of his armor. The eye-like designs they bore on their wings spread across him, blinking as they fluttered. It was surreal to watch.
Now, locked in a box and lucky to see the few butterflies that were able to sneak in, Dream seemed empty.
"I guess I was, huh," Dream mused.
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Alright new Jason Todd headcanons in a dpxdc setting:
Danny is a "liminal" ghost, rather than a "half" ghost. He's alive and dead at the same time. (He's like Jesus Christ (in the church denomination I grew up in), fully ghost and fully human.) Danny, in human form, can go through a ghost shield, because he IS a living human.
Jason, however, is a reanimated corpse. He isn't a ghost, wouldn't have a ghost core, etc, he has a normal human system that runs ON ectoplasm. Jason CANNOT go through a ghost shield, because he is always an ectoplasmic entity. Danny can go through the Fenton Ghost Catcher and be split into a ghost and a human; if Jason went through the ghost catcher, he would straight up die.
(For my purposes I'm gonna say that Jason became an ectoplasmic entity upon his resurrection, but wasn't very stable. Dunking in the Lazarus pit stabilized his system but also poisoned his ectoplasm.)
I do think that Jason could learn certain ghost abilities if he learned to harness his ectoplasm, especially if they detoxed him off the Lazarus waters. He's probably already enhancing his stealth and strength in ways he hasn't really noticed. I think he's held back by the amount of physical matter he's lugging around, so maybe he couldn't fly, but I'm imagining temporary invisibility, or intagibility of like, a limb at a time. Maybe he can't walk through walls, but in a fight he can dodge by instinctively making the targeted part of his body intangible.
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Fucks me up to think about how Legato's legacy in-universe after his death in Trimax (and presumably Tristamp) is probably gonna be how much he sucked and nothing else....
Like, nobody will like Knives but Vash will be long-lived enough to be able to eventually talk about his good qualities from when he was a child and his quasi-redemption in his last days. But who remembers Legato? Livio and Vash are the only living people with any extended memory of him and neither of them would have anything nice to say (and rightfully so). Neither of them probably knew he was a slave, either—as far as Vash can tell this dude showed up one day and hated his guts, for all he knows he's just another survivor from July! Outside of Knives, Elendira, Legato, and maybe Conrad, I don't think any other character knows his actual life story.
And to add on to that, there's no way of looking up that past either—he had no name or personhood before he was effectively rescued, so who could investigators or reporters or archivists track down for information? The human being that was Legato only existed for as long as he knew Knives, before that he was something to be kept and abused as an object. There's presumably no surviving family they can reliably contact, nobody to really say "yes I knew him, here's what his life was like, here's how we can prevent something like this from happening again".
His entire existence will be reduced down to "a human weapon that was freakishly loyal to public enemy #1" without any reflection on the mechanisms that made him the way he was because there's just no actual knowledge of his life.
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