A continuation fic about the youtube ARG- Shorts Wars. its been 3 months, 1 week, 6 days, 11 hours, 38 minutes, and 12 seconds since the courtcase. The creators are trying to move on from the whole court case thing. But when a message from mogswamp arrives, saying somethings up, the creators have to face a new threat. But how did this threat stay hidden? How did it last so long without even Cdotkom noticing..? (Note: this is An AU- where my own thoughts are thrown into the madness that was this ARG) (Note 2: Since AI is becoming an issue i just wanna say this- My stories Are not AI generated. nothing in these are AI generated. AI is not real art in any way shape or form)

In an Aftermath of the court case- the final rest for the boss and Preston, all of the YouTubers getting their schedules back in order. A theorist discovers an unfinished work of Francis Dave, all from one single envelope that caught their interested and lead to be a different person

Danno has been relatively secretive lately, maybe its because he doesnt wanna be backstabbed by someone again? or maybe... maybe hes hiding something...? (I would like to make it known that I am the ORIGINAL CREATOR of this au. I made it a really long time ago and it is NOT inspired by ANYTHING. It is my original au that i created by myself.)

Cdots Travel Journal from his years spent Hopping from One Univerese To the Next! (Formerly known as the adventures of a dimensonal hero) (Note: Since AI is becoming an issue i just wanna say this- My stories Are not AI generated. nothing in these are AI generated. AI is not real art in any way shape or form)

D.D had Been created only a few weeks alone and he's already seemed to fuck up everything. Preston constantly yells at him for every small thing, (he thought that if he got rid of that random.. rabbit monkey..? He didn't know what that thing was- then Preston would shove off but apparently not.) he gets emotional over the smallest things, he doesn't care to get to no one in the facility since they all seem very mean- and to top it all off- he keeps feeling things that are- not from him. The air regularly feels like certain things that could cause an emotion. Sometimes it feels like you spilled hot coffee on your lap before a meeting, other times it felt like watching a creek of water in the woods.. Whatever it felt like- could it just go away?? Bam Has always felt.. Lost- ever since he woke up all those years ago in the streets without any memory he's been trying to find out what he was. But he's found nothing- even after spending years reading and researching, he's found nothing. Not to mention recently his friends had found out that he's.. Betrayed them to work with the boss, who he thought would provide the answers he needed to finally know what is so weird about him. But nope- nothing.. It was as if nothing about him existed.. Why? He didn't know.. Sure he may be a lawyer but he can't figure out what was wrong with him. say- what were those footsteps running down the hall..? (Note: Since AI is becoming an issue i just wanna say this- My stories Are not AI generated. nothing in these are AI generated. AI is not real art in any way shape or form)