INTERVALLO 1 - ASPECTS OF PACK

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[howdy hey. this was my personal celebration of making it into Vauschen's fic on AO3. stay silly]

"..."

"...hello? Hello hello?"

"You're not supposed to be here..."

"..."

"...pshawwww. As long as He doesn't catch us, IIII think we're good. So sorry for the wait, heehee. So!"

Lights flood the room. Or, more accurately, the space - it is a vast nothing, encapsulated by complete and total black at every turn. These seldom lights, burning down like the glare of an Earthmover, they tilt to rest sights on a slide. It sits before the Anchor, a little too far, yet a little too close, but never just right. It's a white page, appearing almost blue between the curves where the two eyes meet. On the board, the paper, words. Written by hand, evidently, somewhat poorly, yet legible. Scruffy and untidy, but with enough inspection, you'd be able to see the carefully calculated thickness and weight of each stroke of the marker, never a pixel off mark. A strange mix between a somewhat-demented and endearing giggle of a laugh, as two, tiny, noticeable, sharp points appear, hovering just over the scope of the Anchor.

"Bow-wow, you blow us away with your enchanting words, Commandor! Please, please, no more. From you, that is."

The paper bore one word, reading as such.

"PACK!!"

"Yes, yes! It's about Pack! Now we love theatrics as much as the next imbecile, but chop chop! We've WORK and LORE to drop!! Heeheeheehee!!"

The slide shifts. The words are typed now, in a simple Oswald font.

- I think Broker's gear is Korblox Evil Eye. It just makes sense, as he can "see them somehow".

"Heyo! That's not Pack-related! BURN THE HERETIC! That's what they called me back in '99."

- Pack's "theme song" would probably be uhh Blur by Altopalo.

- You aren't seeing Pack's face until something beeg happens. Hehe.

- I have two other AUs conceptualised, one of them literally just being my sona fucking around and doing canonically impossible crimes, and the other being where The Sender gets, let's say, "more involved".

"That's my favourite, heehee."

- Pack has forgotten it's name.

- Pack uses any pronouns, but is referred to by it/its in this story unless by others, because that's what I like.

- Pack is genuinely dogshit at decisions. I've tried flipping a coin in my head before, it surprisingly works.

- Pack is a massive people pleaser, but also too lazy to actually do anything, so it just sort of wants people to really like it without doing anything. It is aware this doesn't do shit.

- Pack's favourite, and by extension mine, is Hyperlaser.

- You already know how Pack dies. It's sort of in plain sight when you click on this fic.

- Pack, prior to death, lived in England, thus developing a British accent. And since Britain doesn't really exist in the Inphinity, demons just think it has a really weird accent. They would make fun of it. They would then get Chagas disease.

- Pack has corneal opacity. It doesn't know what that is, however, but I mean its eyes both work fine.

- Pack has what is known as a gear from a "recent update". (Well it doesn't really have a gear but you know what I mean.) This basically allows me, the writer, to make up some bullshit gears. Most will probably be based off of everyday items, such as Kiekie.

- Despite being born and raised in England, Pack is half-French half-Mizo. Despite being biracial, Pack cannot speak either of those languages (fluently).

- Do not worry about keeping track of Pack's worms. I also do not keep track of them.

- If Pack were fucking normal, it would have had a Gear Cloner gear.

- In the same vein, it would be from Blackrock.

- Pack will get horn piercings in the future! A lot of them.

"Heehee, that's all for now! We'll be back wit- …"

"Hmm, I think I feel something in my gnashers…"

"What do you tell me, starry skeyes?"

"...is that-"

"I SWEAR TO SPIRES M"FUCK"U DOING THESE IRRESPONSIBLE CHILDISH THINGS INSTEAD OF YOUR DUTIES AS THE F"CIAO GANG GOTTA SKEDADDLE AS FAST AS THESE CHOMPERS WILL LET ME" GET BACK HERE!! M"BIG CENSORED YELL LA LA LA LA LA LA!!"!! GE

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