Pirate designs for the Chaotix. These are definitely my favorites out of the bunch. Like usual, actual character plot is under the cut
This is the only shatterspace (out of the three so far) where the Chaotix are actually in a group from the start! However, they are also very antagonistic in this world rather than how they usually are. To add to the off-ness of this group, they aren’t actually called the Chaotix. Instead they are known as “The Crew With No Name” even though that name is sort of a paradox but don’t bring it up to them they’ll get mad about it
Vector is the captain of the crew and is known as The Crooked Croc, but a lot of times he just gets called Crooked or Captain for short. He’s pretty much Vector but without the compassion that he usually has. He is cruel, greedy and selfish and has no problems throwing others aside for his own good. He will also put up a facade of a friendly face to trick others if he needs to.
Espio is called Raider in this universe and in a similar manner to Crooked being Vector without compassion, Raider is Espio without his strong sense of justice. He loves the life of pirating and thievery and has a pretty big ego. He’s good at what he does and he knows it. At times he believes that he should be the captain, but he’s also afraid of Crooked Croc since he knows that stepping out of line would also make him expendable. Raider also HATES ninjas despite the fact that nobody even knows what a ninja is other than him. This is a world filled with pirates, why would any of them know about ninjas? Raider himself doesn’t even know how he knows about ninjas.
Lastly, we have Cannonball, this universe’s version of Charmy. A good way to describe him is Charmy but more unhinged and violent. (A joking way I have described him is “Charmy but without responsible caretakers to keep him in check”) He got his name due to his obsession with being shot out of a canon. In fact, he often sleeps next to the cannons as night. He is always excited to get into a fight and is usually the first to board other ships to distract them while Raider sneaks on to steal the goods.
Yeah I love these guys a lot and the pirate versions were actually the first ones that I came up with ideas for, but I wanted to keep it consistent with when the worlds appeared in the show which is why this was the last one I posted. Don’t be surprised if a majority of the stuff I post for this au involves the Pirate Chaotix because I just love them too much.
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[The following recording was taken from head-mounted cameras, worn by trained professional ghost hunters. Untrained individuals should not attempt to attempt any of the activities shown in this video.]
Testing, testing, 1-2-3?
You don't need to do that, you know. I didn't mess with the sound settings at all.
I was just checking, Bri.
Thanks, I guess.
Check it out, Daithi, infinite Kevins.
God, as if one wasn't annoying enough as it is.
Kevin, stop making a fool of yourself in front of my monitor, and listen up. This is a big job, and we need to be professional so we never have to do this again. The sooner we finish the recording, the sooner we can end the recording, got it?
Wow, great pep talk, coach. I feel so much more enthused about doing this.
I thought Seán was the leader? How come Brian's the one doing the shitty motivational speeches?
Lads, come on. Let's just do what Brian said; get in, get some footage, get the ghost, get out.
I'll be using footage from all three of your headcams, so don't try to goof off. Got it?
Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's get this over with.
Try not to die, fuckers.
The office building's cold and uninviting exterior matched the interior perfectly; with only the dim emergency lights illuminating the otherwise dark and empty hallways. Seán glanced at the two next to him, who already had their respective EMF Reader and thermometer out. Taking out his own EMF Reader, he nodded towards the stairway ahead of them. "Daithi, you sweep this floor, I'll take the second... Kev, do you mind taking the third?" His teammate gave him a thumbs-up, and a smile to match. "I've got it. Radio if you all find anything, yeah?" Daithi held up his radio in response, before clipping it back to his belt and opening a door to the side. "Hopefully this gets done quick."
Kevin flicked on another light as he wandered into yet another meeting room, not bothering to turn the one out behind him. Luckily, Brian was there to scold him, almost immediately. "You all need to remember not to blow the breaker, it's in a bit of an inconvenient location. Over." His voice crackled over the radio, and Kevin was glad that his friend couldn't see his eye-roll as he strode back and flipped off the light. There wasn't anything in this room, either, and he made a point to over-exaggerate turning the light switch off before finding himself face-to-face with a large [UNDER CONSTRUCTION] sign hanging on another door. "Hey, Seán," Kevin radioed, testing the doorknob and peering into the darkness as the door opened. "Did they ever actually finish rebuilding this place, or no?"
It took a few seconds for Seán to respond, and as he did Kevin swept his flashlight over the room. "No, they only got the first couple floors actually done. Construction stopped when the ghost started messing with the computers and things." His flashlight beam passed over the noticeably darker walls, before resting on a desk with a surprisingly unbroken computer on top. Kevin slowly crept closer to it, and as he approached the computer blinked to life on an empty Word document. A quick glance at his EMF Reader, blinking at a steady 2, and the cold temperature that seemed to fall over the room almost immediately, was more than enough proof for him to lift the radio to his mouth once again.
"We've got our ghost up here, lads. In the unfinished section."
Seán finished setting up the tripod that held the video camera, and peered through it as Daithi placed an empty book in plain view of it. He nodded, and stepped back from the camera. "That's a pretty good view. So, what's the plan now?" With a slight smirk creeping onto his face, Daithi took out his thermometer, slowly panning it over the room. It felt fucking freezing in here (good thing their suits were made to hold warmth), and he could see his breath in small puffs, but it was still good to check. "What, you don't have a plan, Seán?" He taunted, sweeping the thermometer over the desks until he stopped short at the computer that had turned on. "Temps just dipped down to freezing. We've got our first piece of evidence, gentlemen!" Kevin grinned, before grabbing his Spirit Box. "That's great. Now, you two go get some salt for the corridors, maybe look for some dirty water or ghost orbs, and leave me to do my job." The other two nodded and moved to leave, but Seán hesitated by the door for a second. "Be careful, okay Kevin?" Resisting the urge to tease him about his familiar worrying, he waved off Seán's concerns confidently. "Pffft, 'careful' is my middle name. Go on now, I'll be fine." Seemingly satisfied, Seán left, leaving Kevin alone in the room with a ghost.
He wasn't quiet for long, moving back over to the desk with the opened computer. "So, you're at the computer, huh?" The Word document still blinked up at him, and Kevin hesitated for a second before moving his hands down to the keyboard. The keys themselves were ice cold, and he had to try hard to try not to flinch as he typed out a message. "Let's try talking this way first, before we try the Spirit Box. Okay?"
Hello? Are you here?|
Kevin waited impatiently, but a minute went by without a response. He turned away to check if there was any writing in the book - nothing, unfortunately - but when he looked back, his breath caught in his throat. There was a message written under his own.
Yes, I am. Are you here to kill me?|
He gasped, turning back to the video camera even though Brian could see him through the headset. "Did you see that?!" Kevin said excitedly to the camera, and his response came through the radio. "Yes, I did. Keep talking to it, this will make great footage. I'm keeping Daithi and Seán here with me so we don't disturb you, and we're looking for ghost orbs. Over." Kevin gave the camera a thumbs-up, before going back to the computer.
Don't worry, we're not here to kill you. I promise.
What's your name?|
It wasn't exactly nice to lie to the ghost, but Kevin figured that saying "well yes, that's my job" would probably piss it off. And that wasn't a good idea. Luckily, the ghost seemed to believe him, responding quicker this time.
Aren't you ghost hunters normally told the ghost's name? I guess a lot of people did die here, so it makes sense that you wouldn’t be able to pinpoint just one name.
My name was Daniel, Daniel Condren. What’s your name?|
Kevin looked down at the two messages, more than a little confused. The ghost knew about how ghost hunting worked? It (he?) was right; they did normally receive the ghost’s name. But there was no way that he should’ve been able to know that, even if he had been hunted before. Well, the easiest way to figure out the answer was to ask, right?
I’m Kevin. How did you know we get the ghost’s name?|
The ghost - Daniel - seemed to hesitate this time, with the message taking longer to appear. And when it did, the words seemed to be shaky, and the occasional backspace needed to be pressed. Clearly, this was a touchy subject, and it showed in the message.
I… I don’t know, exactly. It’s just something that I do know. Like how I know that you’re going to see my ghost orbs through that video camera, and how I’m going to be able to talk through the Spirit Box. What ghost type does that make me, again?|
Once again looking at the video camera for a quick confirmation that the other lads were seeing this, Kevin opened up his journal and flicked through the pages, before eventually settling on a page that matched the evidences they had so far… “The Onryo.” He read out loud, not wanting to type out the entire thing. Hey, Daniel could hear him, there wasn’t really any point to typing in response. “Evidence is Spirit Box, Ghost Orbs, and Freezing Temperatures. The Onryo is known as the…” Feck, that didn’t look good. “The ‘Wrathful Spirit’. This ghost has been known to fear any form of fire, and will do anything to be far from it.” The two were silent for a moment (well - in Daniel’s case, silent meaning he didn’t type anything), until a breathy sound caught Kevin's ears. Was the ghost... Laughing?
Well, I guarantee I'm not a wrathful spirit. More like a lonely one. And that whole 'fearing any kind of fire' is definitely right. Considering the fact that I literally died in a fire, I'm not exactly on the biggest fan of it.|
Okay, no, he definitely heard something there. The words that were typed were being echoed back to him, as if Daniel was quietly murmuring them to himself before actually typing them. He already knew that they could communicate through the Spirit Box and electronics, but actually being able to talk directly with each other? That was something they had never seen before. Kevin opened his mouth to ask Daniel more questions, maybe ask him to show himself, but he was distracted by another message appearing on the screen. One that made him freeze on the spot.
So, now that you know about me, and my ghost type for sure, are you going to kill me? That's your job, isn't it?|
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