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i hate you HEV suit

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FINALLY.... MONSTER HIGH AU GORDON 😭 he’s a robot specifically made by black mesa to do some of the riskier experiments.. they made his ai too good though so now he’s escaping black mesa with the science team >:)

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hrnggggg art

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he's normal if you ignore the stigmata dw

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Mr. Wright has a time but meanwhile in a parallel universe

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marble hornets vr but the ai is self aware.....wait-

i'll do art of the hlvrai gang in marble hornets but that'll be another time

key under read more for those who aren't sure who is supposed to be who

Tim Wright is Gordon Freeman

Brian Thomas is Dr. Harold Coomer

Jay Merrick is Tommy Coolatta

Alex Kralie is Benr(e)y

Jessica Locke is Dr. Bubby

Seth Wilson is Forzen

Sarah Reid is G-Man Coolatta

Amy Walters is Darnold Pepper

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i forgor to share something funnies said from when i shared my au with my pal so here

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i'm starting to regret my au because i forgot the whole point of Marble Hornets was that Alex was making a movie and now my character swap choices are biting me in the ass

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no like au name tag for this yet because i can't decide yet also not going in main tags until i do like actual full designs lol

n e ways the autism has infected me and this creature appeared on my desktop with a note saying "you're fucked six ways from sunday buddy" so here, i had to get out the most concrete designs first because i'm still struggling over who would be who but yeah, just a dumb lil au for the very few mh and hlvrai fans but mostly me

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if mhvrai gets enough attention/people liking it I'll make an ask blog

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Gordon shivered violently as he was moved into a sitting position, a pair of arms hooked under his own, a jolt of pain from his leg making him babble incomprehensibly.

“Whh- where…”

“Now Gordon, I am very strong, but I do need you to remain conscious.”

The easy to recognize voice shook him further into the waking world. Dr. Harold Coomer, his friend and mentor, the only person he could even trust.

He shook his head to clear the fog before he looked around to get a bearing on where he was. An abandoned building, no sign of Tommy or Benrey. He had been trying to do something? Nothing was clear in his scrambled mind anymore. He braved a look down at his leg, only to sharply inhale and wrench his eyes closed.

Oh God, he was gonna be sick.

“Gordon.”

“I-I can’t…can’t get up. I don’t. Help?”

His shivering became more violent, causing more twinges of pain from his mangled limb.

Why was he so cold?

“Gordon, I can get you to your car, but I need you to get up.”

“No, no, no, I can't, I can’t.”

“Gordon.”

He opened his eyes and turned to look at his friend. The man had his mask off, it was easy to see how exhausted he was.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yeah, of- of course I do, man.”

The answer was a no-brainer, Dr. Coomer was the only person he could trust. The man had done so much for him, he’d definitely be dead if it wasn’t for him.

“I’m going to help you stand, and then I’ll pick you up.”

He nodded and prepared himself to stand. He was helped to his feet, breathing in sharply as he held on to the other man’s jacket. Coomer, thankfully, paused to let Gordon adjust.

“Now, this may be…painful, but it will be easier in the long-run! Just let me know when you’re ready.”

Gordon mentally prepared himself for a few seconds. “Alright, I think ‘m good.”

The shorter man nodded and picked him up in a fireman carry, supporting him by his good leg before carefully making his way out of the building.

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“no, ‘s all wrong, we gotta do it again.”

Tommy watched Gordon sigh exasperatedly from where he was leaning against the gazebo, pulling out a cigarette to light. His dad, standing next to Gordon, appeared to also be losing his patience, Tommy couldn’t blame them.

Benrey was looking over one of the scripts as he moved over, face expressionless as he looked up at the two taller men. 

“‘s just like having a conversation, not reading from a script.”

He moved over to another part of the gazebo, Gordon and Mr. Coolatta shared a look of annoyance.

“Eight fuckin’ takes and still.”

Gordon muttered as he lit the cigarette, his dad nodded. Tommy could hear some kids playing loudly nearby, he scratched behind Sunkist’s ears, anxious from the tension in the air.

“Can we start yet, Ben?”

“no, ‘s- gotta wait, kids.”

“Great, that’s just great.”

“This is..what, happens when you, film..in a, public location.”

Tommy watched as Forzen adjusted the camcorder that was sat on a tripod, Forzen gave Tommy a worried look that the lanky man returned.

“Good thing I wasn’t busy today.” Gordon’s tone was irritated as he took a drag, blowing the smoke away from the others.

“Yes, twelve to one was a..generous minimal, time..limit.” Mr. Coolatta responded.

“why’d you be busy? you knew we’d do this, ‘n now ‘s takin’ a while. Benrey’s irritated monotone came.

“Dude, it was only supposed to be an afternoon shoot.” Gordon rubbed the bridge of his nose, tone exasperated.

“maybe if you jus’ got it right, we’d be fine ‘n could leave.”

“I haven’t even eaten yet, man! We were-” “Let us..try again.” Mr. Coolatta interjected, cutting Gordon off. “need to calm down, man, just do it again.” Gordon glared at the short man but relented.

The two started again only to be stopped by Benrey again. Tommy watched Forzen turn off the camera as Gordon and Benrey argued a bit. It lasted for a while until they were prepared to start the scene again.

Forzen turned on the camera. “rollin’.”

Benrey visibly tensed, turning towards the muscular man. “wh- rolling?” Gordon and Mr. Coolatta gave each other irritated looks and quietly talked. “bro i told you to keep it on at ALL TIMES. how long was it off?”

“i just forgot for a sec dude.” Forzen replied, sounding bewildered.

“bro you had one job as th’ camera guy, you don’t turn off the damn camera.” He sounded genuinely angry, it was concerning for Tommy.

Mr. Coolatta stepped forward with a hand up. “If..this..is going to be..a while..may I get another, script.”

Forzen nodded and walked over to the table where Tommy and Sunkist stood. Sunkist was staring intently at something in the woods, a low growl coming from her. He gave the duo a questioning look before walking back over with a script, handing it to Mr. Coolatta who looked over it with Gordon. “jus’ savin’ time on the tapes, bro.” Discomfort evident in his tone and stance.

“bro you helped me load the car!” Benrey walked over, visibly mad.

Sunkist’s growling became a bit louder, Tommy looked down at her, very confused. She was still staring intensely in the woods. He couldn’t see what she was looking at, and she was trained very well to not pay attention to other animals.

“if we need another tape we’ll get another tape, we have a fuck-ton.” Sunkist started walking across the gazebo, Tommy following. “when the hell are you gonna listen to me, bro.”

Benrey followed Forzen as he walked back behind the camera. “i mean you-” He was cut off as he stumbled and almost tripped over Sunkist. “you brought your dog!” Benrey shouted, glaring at Tommy. Tommy stared back with a very upset expression.

“Calm down.” The commanding voice of Mr. Coolatta interjected, the man glowering at Benrey.

“memorize your lines.”

“You don’t..need to act so..inappropriate over a, mistake.”

“memorize your lines, maybe we’d be done if you did.”

The man glared daggers into the back of Benrey’s head as the short man went over to the table. Tommy stayed out of the way next to Sunkist.

“Yeah man, memorize your lines, just don’t, like, read ‘em off the page.” Gordon’s tone was dripping with sarcasm. “Gotta be human with it, man.”

“Yes, because I have..had the..script in every scene.” His dad’s voice held the same sarcasm, “Exactly!” Tommy would’ve been happy to see his dad and Gordon getting along if it was in any other context.

“yeah bro, jus’ act, not that hard.” Benrey commented, back to his usual monotone, Mr. Coolatta looked back over with his glare.

“Oh, yeah, that- that’s real fuckin’ nice man, especially considering how much you’re paying us.” Gordon leaned against part of the gazebo, also glaring at Benrey.

“pay you for this? really?”

“Oh yep, real nice, real nice.”

“You should feel..lucky anyone works with you..when you have this..behavior.” Mr. Coolatta replied coldly.

Benrey seemed to realize it was a losing battle. “fine, ‘m sorry-” “Spent so much money on tapes you can’t afford actors anyway.” Gordon interjected, arms crossed. Forzen and Tommy exchanged surprised looks. The two glared at each other for a bit before Benrey sighed. “whatever, ‘s just get it done. ‘m sorry, just don’t stop recording.”

Forzen nodded, gaze focused on the camcorder. “okay, sorry.”

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Tommy rubbed his eyes as he once again went over the most recent video file he had transferred from the tapes to his laptop. It had been three years since Benrey had up and dropped everything to move away, and Tommy still wasn’t any closer to any clear answers.

The shooting of Marble Hornets had been a mess, especially near the end, but things weren’t adding up. Sure, if Benrey was being stalked by whoever that person was, then that’d account for his changes in behavior. But Benrey being stalked didn’t account for everyone else on the project seemingly dropping off the face of the earth.

None of it added up. Yes, Tommy could understand Gordon and Forzen just dropping off his radar, they were people with their own lives after all. But Dr. Harold Coomer, physics teacher and boxing coach at their college, just disappearing without a trace? There was more going on and Tommy knew it.

The lanky man let out an exhausted sigh, heaving himself up from his desk chair and walking over to the small kitchen of his shitty one-bedroom apartment to get a soda from the fridge.

The apartment was quiet and dark as usual, a constant from the slump the man had fallen into since he’d graduated. After losing two of his best friends in such a short amount of time, the world had become way too much for Tommy to handle and as soon as he had gotten his doctorate in biotechnology he’d resorted to locking himself in his apartment. His dad was still supportive of him, which was great, but he couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

The tapes had been a godsend in that regard, something for him to do with himself that might finally lead to answers.

He knew he had to be getting close to something.

With a newfound determination, and the caffeine kicking in, Tommy marched back over to his desk and sat down, cracking his knuckles as he went over the video file once again.

Tommy had a mystery to figure out, and he was going to get to the bottom of it, sleep be damned.

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i just thought of Alex Kralie's Marble Hornets in the context of my mhvrai au and holy shit i am losing my mind, bc Dr. Coomer is Brian and G-Man is Sarah oh my fuck i am crying

[Dr. Coomer voice] "I just feel like a depressed teenager all over again, stuck in a loop of unhappiness."

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Tommy stared wide-eyed at his gun-wielding friend, well, ex-friend at this point. Hand tightly holding the camcorder as he quickly held out his other arm to at least somewhat shield the older man behind him. He really regretted getting Bubby involved with his investigation, but he didn’t think it would escalate to this.

“bro, i know you took that tape, the one with Coomer on it, lil stealy boy ‘n now i gotta do this.”

“Benrey what?”

It was all Tommy could really respond with.

“Tommy, what tape is he talking about?!”

Bubby shouted.

“bro, i told you not to get Bubby involved in this, bro. ‘s why i told him i found Darnold, i just wanted to make my movie ‘n now look what you’re makin’ me do.”

“Benrey stop, you don’t- you can’t- it doesn’t have to be like this!”

Tommy couldn’t stop the shake in his voice.

“broo, i told you, i didn’t want it to come to this, bro. jus’ wanna make my movie ‘n shit bro, but then you shared my cool-ass tapes. makin’ me all bad ‘n shit bro, now i gotta be baaaaaad.”

“What are you FUCKING talking about.”

The sharp voice of Bubby only made him more anxious. He should’ve thought things through more thoroughly, and now he was going to get someone killed.

Tommy’s spiral halted as he noticed a figure sneaking up behind his ex-friend, a familiar orange jacket with a black and white mask. Gordon, his brain helpfully supplied.

“Benrey it’s- you- please don’t do this!”

“Yeah dumbass!”

“should’ve burned those tapes, i wanted to be nice but now i can’t and-”

Benrey was cut off as Gordon grabbed him violently from behind. Tommy sprang into action, grabbing Bubby’s arm and hauling-ass down the stairs. The sound of a gunshot made the older man yell out as they both made it through Rosswood and back to their cars.

“Tommy- Tommy what the fuck!”

“I- I don’t know! We- we gotta- we gotta get out of here and to a hotel! Just pack what you need and we- we can meet up at the Ramada by Skyland and McFarland.”

The other man nodded and hurriedly got in his car, peeling out of the parking lot.

Tommy paused to gather himself, eyes falling on Benrey’s parked car. He walked over, finding the door unlocked, to nobody’s shock. The inside of the car was a mess, but he noticed something on the passenger seat. The bag that Benrey had been carrying around and the chest camera.

Tommy looked around nervously before he grabbed them, closing the door and rushing to his own car before he sped off to the hotel.

Tommy fidgeted anxiously as he sat in his car, staring at the gray hard drive that had been in the bag as his camcorder sat in his lap.

He wasn’t sure what it was, but staring at it made him nauseous, and after seeing that tape with Gordon and Dr. Coomer on it, he really wasn’t excited to see whatever Benrey had gotten up to that made him act like, well, that. Sure, Tommy had committed his own fair share of crimes, but resorting to murdering someone who had no involvement was horrifying.

His thoughts were cut off by another car pulling up next to him, Bubby stepping out from the driver's side and grabbing a backpack.

Tommy got out of the car to meet him, trying his best to keep himself calm, he really missed Sunkist.

“You got- uh- you have everything you need?” “Yeah. What the fuck are we gonna do, Tommy?” “I- We should just stay in our rooms for the day. I got- I already rented some conjoined- an adjoined room, so uh, yeah.” “Alright.” “Oh! Uh-” He walked back over to his car, pulling out his duffle bag. “These- this is everything I’ve shot on my camera, everything- all my interactions with Benrey. Uh, this one…” He dug a bit before he found the labeled tape. “This one. This one is super- it’s really important, Benrey didn’t want me to see it. Uh- there’s also this hard drive-” He held it up for him to see. “I don’t uhm- I don’t know what’s on it yet, but I just- I know it’s important.” He put it back in the camera bag before walking back over to Bubby.

“I’m- I was gonna put everything in the safe in my room, but I need- we should uh come up with a four digit combination that we can both remember.” “Why not 1234 or something like that?” “Too simple, I don’t want- it’d be easy for anyone to open.” “Hm.” The older man looked at the ground as he thought. “3596.” “3596?” “It’s a very important date to me, I’d never forget it.” “Alright, it uh- I can remember that.” “I’m gonna go check in before this headache makes me explode.” “Alright.”

He started walking away before he paused and turned back.

“Tommy, Benrey mentioned a tape with Harold on it.” Tommy shuffled anxiously but nodded. “Yeah, I can- I’ll show it to you once I get the file safe on my laptop.” “Fine.” He continued walking, coughing a bit as he entered the building.

Tommy zipped up the bag and grabbed the camera before heading in with his things.

It didn’t take too long to get everything put away and organized, now the main thing to wait for was getting the video from the tape Bubby wanted to see safe on his computer. Well, as safe as he could with how unreliable things were now. Sure, things were safe if posted on YouTube, but he’d had files tampered with before, so he wasn’t going to blindly trust the volatile laptop.

Tommy turned his focus on the chest mounted camera in his hands, slipping it on and adjusting it slightly. It wasn’t the best sensory experience around, but it’d be useful if he had to go somewhere he couldn’t bring the hand-held.

He moved the hand-held over to the bedside table, gently setting it down and letting out a sigh of relief. Still recording as always. He sat down on the bed, rubbing his eyes.

Saying he felt exhausted would be an understatement.

He looked over at the laptop on the desk, he still had a good amount of time before the video would be uploaded.

Tommy laid down to get some sorely needed rest.

Tommy woke up with a start, sweating and gasping for air due to a nightmare he couldn’t remember. Familiar screaming made him scramble out of bed, fumbling for his camera, before he ran over to the door connecting his and Bubby’s rooms. He banged on the door loudly.

“Bubby! Bubby, open the door!”

He shouted frantically. Groping for the doorknob in the darkness, the door was unlocked.

He swung it open, only to be face to face with it.

The thing was the same as always. Inky black skin that seemed to pulse and squirm, too many eyes that bore into him, skeletal arms that reached from its back, some type of animal skull for a head, maybe a horse but the teeth were too sharp.

His head pounded painfully as he looked around the room in a panic. No Bubby. His hands shook as he looked back at the source of his misery. He felt enraged and hurt, all he’d wanted was a normal life, and now this thing had taken someone he hadn’t even wanted to put in danger.

“What do you want?!”

He managed to shout, it felt like his skull would split in two.

“JUST LEAVE US ALONE.”

Tommy shouted before impulsively charging the thing.

The sensation of tackling something was the last thing he registered before he passed out.

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wanted to say that content of Marble Hornets VR but the AI is Self-Aware is fully cool with me as long as people aren't weird about it! if you're gonna be weird about Masky and Tim, please stay away from my AU, Masky is a protector just trying to keep Tim and the rest of the gang safe and as an alter in a system if you try to make Masky evil or bad i am legally allowed to maul you to death!