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lara-prisma-avm-ask-blog · 2 years

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Hello how is the life of green and purple? ÒwÓ

[Trigger warning for blood]

Green:"I think we're on the right track... Well, I hope..." A little nervous

Purple:"Don't worry Green, we'll follow the path and find them!" Purple looked a little confident, Green has never seen them as confident as he does now, he smiles

Green:"Yes purp... We'll find them and save Sec!" Green continues running in the direction they were going, "let's go, it was getting late!" He was right, it was getting dark and it would get very dangerous very fast!

The two reach a spot in the forest where it started to rain, they go under a tree to dry themselves. Purple was a little cold and Green gives them his coat to warm them up, purp blushes and smiles, they realize that Green was cold himself and shares his coat with him smiling. Green blushes looking to the side.

Green:"Do you... Do you think we're really going to save the Sec..?" Purple looks at him, and with a determined look holds Green's face gently

Purple:"Why do you doubt yourself so much Green??" They ask looking deep into Green's eyes. Green holds his hand, she was still a little injured from having punched the ground before, Purple sees the bruise and takes Green's hand to analyze it better. "Why Green? Why do you doubt yourself..?" They take a healing potion and a cloth to soak and wrap it around Green's fingers.

Green:"I..." He sighs, "I've spent so many years letting the Sec lead agent that... I kind of don't see myself as a good leader like I was before..."He grunts in pain as Purple wraps the cloth with the potion in his hand. "I admire them... A lot... But they're stronger... Much stronger than me..." They look away. "I'm just afraid of failing... I'm afraid of losing everything if I don't find them..." Almost crying. Purple finishes wrapping the cloth around Green's hand and holds his hand tight.

Purple:"Green... I admire you a lot... a lot..." Purple approaches Green who ends up walking backwards a little hitting his head on the tree. Purple stops and starts laughing, Green blushes and laughs too, "Green, you're really nice... you're kind and a good friend and leader..." they blush, "that's why I like you a lot... " Green blushes very surprised. They realize that the rain has stopped and they saem de baixo da árvore, Purple returns Green's coat, "let's look for Second, together, like you said Green..." Purple extends their hand to him smiling, Green smiles and holds their hands with a blush on his face.

Poison:"Oh! How cute... And disgusting!!" They look up to the top of the tree, seeing the navy-blue person Stick. He jumps and lands right behind the two, his presence makes Purple horrified, they remember him and start to fuss. They remember when they were alone in the forest, he appeared to them harmlessly and then attacked them from behind wanting to take ther Elytra, They tried to run away but were caught by the other two. After that, the woman in white held him behind his head and stuck something hard in the back of his head, After that they lost consciousness, and memories. Purple screams in fear, they were very scared Green looks at them worriedly and looking at the navy blue he pulls his sword out, he wouldn't let him catch him off guard again! "Finally! A real weapon!!" Navy blue pulls out the axe, the same one he used to throw at Green the other night, Green feels his hands shake remembering the pain, sweat started to run down his face. "Woooon, are you scared..?" He laughs, "you should..." He advances towards Green who defends himself from the ax with his sword. He was pushing the ax harder against the hold and Green seeing an opening forces his foot into his chest and forced himself to push him away from him.

Green:"Purple!! Run!!" He turns to Purple and dodges a navy blue attack and tries to hit him with the sword as he attacks him with the axe. Purple starts running from them but is stopped by the woman in white who before they can reaguri she grabs them by the neck. "Purple!!!" Green defends himself by dodging but stops when he sees Purple being caught, the navy blue uses it to hit him but he dodges it taking a cut only on his arm which forms a rip in his coat. "arrg... Shit..." The one in navy blue attacks again with the axe, Green dodges back holding the sword with difficulty.

Poison:"Haha ha!! I won't miss this time..." He looks towards Purple, Green notices this and advances towards him... This is exactly what he wanted, he pretends he was going to throw the ax at Purple,but he then hits Green in the arm causing him to scream loudly in pain. The ax digs into his skin causing him to fall to the ground, Poison laughs and pulls the ax from Green's arm with force making him scream even more. Now Green had an open wound on his arm, and it was huge...

Purple was mortified by his friend's screams and starts kicking the woman trying to get free. She raises her arm and creates her blade with the bracelet she was wearing, she points at Purple's chest with an evil grin.

Green:"N-no!!" Green, between groans of pain, crawls towards them trying to reach them, Poison kicks him hard and takes his sword stepping hard on his leg making Green scream in pain even more.Eraser laughs, she throws Purple to the ground next to Green, the one in navy blue takes Purple and drags him close to Green and plunges his sword into their leg until he reaches the ground, making Purple scream in pain. "STOP!!! stop..." Green and Purple start crying, both in pain and afraid of what these monsters can do...

Eraser:"woooon, that's cute! You know, friendship is one of the things that make you so useless and pathetic... That's why I made some changes to your little orange friend..." The two's eyes widen, She can't be talking about the Sec... She laughs seeing their discredited reaction. She knows from the front, showing the vision that horrifies Green and Purple... Second, with glowing white eyes and a hood around them...

Green:"Sec..." Green starts crying, "what did they did to you Sec..."

#animation vs minecraft #alan becker #animator vs animation #avm ask blog #ask blog #avm minecraft server au #avm green #avm purple #avm green x purple #avm second coming #avm oc eraser #avm oc poison

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xeiniex · 3 years

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for the whitruv reqs- maybe a snapshot of a swap au, with criminal whitty and famous ruv? you can interpret the prompt however you want as far as what they're doing together (and bonus points for ruv being a hardbass producer and whitty being angry at the world for being made as a superweapon, because one is funny and one is character motivation, but its up to you if you include it!)

Oh man, I love swap AUs. My all time favorite is alignment swap, where all the good guys are evil and vice versa. Role swaps are AWESOME too though, so definitely, here you go! (swearing and smoking in here, heads up!)

Whitty leaned against the wall of the alley. Graffiti was scrawled across the concrete in front of him, lime green shapes and words that didn't mean anything to him. He stared at them blankly, wondering if he would get work that night.

It wasn't work he wanted to be doing, no. He puffed on his cigarette, blowing smoke out into the air in front of him. This was his fourth city, and he managed to stay low for now, but things would start lining up with the cops if he got too busy.

His gaze fell from the wall to the ground. He didn't pick who he worked with. Sometimes, people needed an explosion to make a point. There was a market, and he could provide. He narrowed his eyes at the ground as that thought passed through his mind, and took another long breath out of his cigarette, hating the firey feeling in his mouth, but loving the calmness it brought over him.

The sun had set a long time ago, but the neon signs and glowing displays lit up the streets. If he was a poet, he might've thought it was romantic. He didn't really give a shit, as he stared out at the glowing, navy street.

He heard the footsteps before he saw anyone. He knew it was always best to let them come to him, so he didn't acknowledge the guy that was walking up. A small part of him was hoping for an off night. The other part of him reminded him that he had rent due in three days. He huffed, wishing his cover job at the shoe store paid just a little more, so he could stop doing this. Someday, maybe.

"Hey, you." The guy said.

Whitty looked up from the ground, staring through the man. Tall, strong-ish. He wore a white ribbon over his eye, with what was probably a gang sign drawn on it. Whitty didn't mind dealing with gangs, as long as they were on the same terms. He didn't pick any sides.

He took another puff of his cigarette, clearing his throat a little as the smoke swallowed down a bit wrong.

The guy glanced around, his hands deep in his coat pockets. "You're Whitty." he stated.

"No." Whitty told him, blinking slowly.

"You're..." the guy's single eye squinted at him, and he growled a bit under his breath. "Right. I heard about you from a friend of a friend."

"No you didn't." Whitty told him. This guy had no sweet clue what he was doing. Probably some rich child looking to get an early inheritance. Whitty wasn't going to get in the middle of that. He turned from the guy and started walking down the alley away from him.

"No, stop!" The guy called. "Fucking... I can pay you thirty thousand dollars if you do this for me."

Whitty halted, a laugh rising in his chest. "Yeah, right. Sorry, I only work if I'm paid up front." he muttered.

"Then turn the fuck around." he said.

Whitty almost didn't. He was glad he did. The handful of cash could've all been ones, but even then, it was at least a hundred dollars. The guy waved it up beside his head. "I need to send a message. Think you can do that for me?"

Whitty blinked at the cash, then back at the guy. If he was being honest, that much could cover him until he skipped town again. Whitty felt suddenly very up to whatever task this guy was offering. He walked back over, crossing his arms and staring at the guy with his best stony expression.

The guy nodded, "Ten thousand up front."

"Fifteen."

"Twelve." He said, his eyes narrowing. "I don't want you to just run off with it."

Whitty's eyes narrowed. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind until he suggested it.

He pulled a different paper out of his bag. "There's going to be a rock concert downtown. This chick," he tapped on a picture of a purple-skinned lady. "Is performing. About halfway through the concert, I want the speakers blown out and the people running for their lives. Make it look like an accident with the pyrotechnics."

Whitty took the picture out of his hand. He didn't really care for music, so he didn't know who this woman was. He assumed either an Ex or a plain Rival. He wouldn't press.

"Oh, and this girl here," he held out another photo, this one of a pink-faced girl with faux demon horns grinning at the camera. "I'm her producer, and she has the first show. If she gets hurt, or if any of this ends up looking like her fault," he glared up at Whitty. "You're not getting paid."

Whitty caught the message the guy was putting across. He glared right back, wondering if this random man actually thought he was tough enough to scare a walking, talking explosive.

He took a step closer, and as he thought, the guy shrunk away, his back pressing into the graffiti-lined wall behind him. His gaze still tried to smolder, but it was hindered after that, and Whitty chuckled at him, before holding out his hand. "I got it. Twelve now. I'll be back here after the show for the rest."

The guy nodded, handing over the money, his back still against the wall. Whitty carefully counted it, making sure he wasn't getting swindled and not letting the guy have any breathing room until he was certain it was the right amount.

It was exact. He stepped away, and the guy straightened up again, fixing his coat and Russian hat. He began to walk away, when he stopped, barely turning to say, "Thank you."

Whitty shot a look at him. For what? He hadn't done any work yet.

He turned, and started walking down the alley away from the guy. He didn't want to have to do this anymore, he told himself, reaching his cigarette back up to his lips. It had burned down in his hand, and he sighed, dropping the butt on the ground.

#Requests #I had too much fun doing this one #sorry it's not really fluffy #I also put them a little back in time #so they're more I guess #I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope ya don't mind too much #I had something different in mind but that apparently flew out the window so we have this now #and it's great so I'll count it

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kikoqueenofrats · 3 years

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Heheh, Warning incoming angst!

Also uh, the use of ocs are used in this chapter as a thank you for all of the enthusiasts discord for being epic and inspiering me to make these two in the first place. However do not take this as a cannon event in the others ocs stories, they are only cameos! Lil Guy is the only exception to that rule.

Lil guy belongs to @toastraccoon Pink and Beage belong to @breadthecat Katum and Plava belong to Phoinix (https://archiveofourown.org/users/Duckbang/pseuds/Duckbang, read their stories they're good)

If you guys want your characters removed please tell me and I will do so as quickly as I can!

"I'm sorry, I don't know that game..."

That was a phrase Mari and Cel had grown all too used to during their travels and it was starting to get on Maris nerves, however Cel was determined to find his game.

"Okay, thank you!" Cel waved off the white stick figure before walking off, Mari following close behind.

Mari was about to openly complain about it when Cel spotted his next interviewee.

"Excuse me!!" Cel called out to the navy blue and orange stickfigures. They both looked over towards the incoming sticks curiously. Before the two sticks could fully react to Cels sudden arrival he asked his question.

"Do you know of a place called Petopia?....it's in a game I can't remember the name of"

Cel waited for the two sticks answer in anticipation, hoping they would at least recognize the name.

However the confused looks Cel received proved that Cels hopes were soon to be dashed.

"Sorry kid, I've never heard of that place before" the blue one shrugged, the orange one nodding in agreement.

"Have you ever heard of a game with...a stick named Protag leading the community in it?" Cel asked, still latching onto the hope that these two sticks had at least a small amount of information on the whereabouts of Cels home.

The two sticks shook their heads.

"Nope" the blue one replied

"What a weird name-" the orange one chuckled.

Cel let out a short humorless laugh at that "Yeah, he's pretty proud of it too" Cel huffed looking away sadly.

Before the two sticks could react to this Cel turned to leave "Okay thank you!" He waved at them as he left. Mari looked sadly over at Cel, as he walked away, for a few moments before quickly following.

Mari could practically feel the disappointment coming off of Cel and was about to suggest that they took a short break when Cel rushed off again.

He was heading towards two sticks who looked like they were trying to avoid the other sticks walking around the flash game website as much as possible.

Before Mari could point this out Cel was already close enough to catch the two sticks attention.

The pink stick with a bow wrapped around their neck flinched at Cels sudden arrival. Quickly pulling out their weapon they swung it at Cel, Cel didn't move out of the way in time and ended up on the floor with a small scratch across his chest. Pain flashed across Cels back as it hit the floor and he tensed up, reeling slightly as it momentarily took over his senses.

Cel bit down a scream, not wanting to worry Mari anymore than they already was, besides this was normal now. There was no way of completely healing this old wound, it had been too big for the healing potion. Besides all Cel had to do was continue to keep this to himself, like he always had been; Mari didn’t need to worry over nothing after all.

"CEL!" Mari gasped rushing over to where Cel had fallen;

Before Mari could get there the pink sticks beige friend grabbed their hand and pulled them away, the duo disappearing into the darkness.

"Cel are you okay!?!" Mari asked as they helped Cel into a sitting position. Cel groaned as the once dulling back pain flared up again as Mari moved him, managing to completely forget about the small wound gracing his chest as his back throbbed. Soon however the pain dulled completely and Cel was about to reassure Mari when a small forest Green stick suddenly appeared beside them.

They both jumped slightly at the small figures appearance and the green stick chuckled in response.

"Sorry about that" they shrugged before looking over at Cels injury "I can help you with that" the stick smiled beginning to pull their comically large backpack off of their back.

"Thank you..." Cel chuckled weakly before noticing the look Mari had begun giving the new stick.

Mari continued giving this look as the small green stick pulled some medical equipment out of their bag and began treating Cels wound.

Just before the green stick had finished treating Cel a look of recognition suddenly fell upon Mari's face.

"Hey I know you!" They gasped pointing at the now bewildered green stick "You saved my life after I got my butt kicked by that Hyun dojo stick...Oxib was his name...I think..." Mari looked thoughtful for a few moments and the green stick copied their look before a look of recognition washed over their face as well.

"Oh Yeah!" They gasped before beginning to chuckle "you thought you could take on one of the most powerful fighters in the dojo, it took you about a week to recover from that" the green stick smirked "how are you doing by the way?"

Mari smiled in embarrassment at that "not...one of my proudest moments" they muttered before going to answer the green sticks question.

"I'm doing alright, actually I'm helping this stick here find his home...hey! Do you happen to know of a place called Petopia?" Mari asked. The green stick looked thoughtful for a few moments and Cel perked up again.

"Hmmm...I remember treating a stick who said they were from there..."

Mari and Cels eyes widened, both in surprise and excitement.

Maybe they would finally find out where Cels game was.

"Do you know where those sticks are?" Mari asked, practically vibrating.

The green stick thought some more, before frowning and shaking their head.

"Sorry fellas, all I know is that they're on a different computer...that and they were both a shade of green" the green stick shrugged.

Cel frowned at that, looking down at his now bandaged chest in defeat. Mari on the other hand looked like he was about to launch off into the atmosphere.

"That's okay! Thank you!" Mari smiled and the green stick nodded in reply.

"Alright!" They nodded before standing up "oh wait before I go! Can I get your names?" They asked.

"Sure!" Mari grinned getting up as well "I'm Mari short for Maroon and this-" they gestured towards Cel and their smile faltered when they saw how downcast he looked.

"Is Cel...short for Cerulean..."

"My name's Lil Guy" He chirped, not noticing the sudden change in atmosphere.

Mari nodded in response, not taking their eyes off of Cel.

Finally noticing the sudden change Lil Guy decided it would be better if he left...he was a doctor of medicine, not phycology after all.

"I should...probably get going...see you around!" And with that the green figure hauled his large medical backpack onto his back and left.

Mari knelt down next to Cel and placed their hand on his shoulder.

"You okay" Mari asked softly with concern written all over their face.

Cel huffed "not really no-'' he chuckled "we've been at this for ages...I just...I know this new information is amazing but...We're just gonna be on another wild goose chase...and...I'm so confused...They’re both Green...my old friend were both Green...it can’t be them though...Protag always sent banished sticks into the dark forest and..." Cel sighed burying his head into his knees ``left them there...that place is full of monsters...the banished never usually survive it...un...unless..."

"Unless a certain bad guy went against his master's orders..."

At the new voice the duo jumped and turned in the direction of it.

Cels eyes widened in surprise as they fell upon a dark purple stick figure standing within the dimly lit spaces in between the flash games just in front of the duo.

"Hey there, you looking for a place called Petopia?" They dark purple stick asked, slowly making their way towards the two stick figures.

They both nodded in reply.

The dark purple stick smirked at this and Mari felt a twinge in their gut, a twinge that told them trusting this guy would lead to some sort of trouble.

But for the sake of Cel he didn't voice this issue.

"I know where that is...follow me" and with that the dark purple stick disappeared into the darkness.

Cel jumped up, being as careful with his back as he could, and quickly made his way into the space, Mari quickly following behind him.

"Cel be careful!!" Mari called behind him but Cel wasn't listening, too focused on his desire to get back home.

To notice he was walking right into a trap.

A loud zapping noise, followed by Mari screaming in pain caused Cel to stop in his tracks and turn around.

Just in time to see Mari collapsing onto the floor.

Before Cel could fully react a blunt object smacked into his head and he fell to the floor as well.

Just before he passed out he heard a voice, a familiar one.

"That was too easy" it chuckled.

And then, Cel passed out.

#Cel and Mari #stickocs #alan becker #animation vs animator #tw injury #tw kidnapping #tw electrocution

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