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The convict- Simon. His name was Simon, and some part of Ava hated that she knew it now because The Convict was a criminal, a murderer - a butcher, some said.
But Simon - Simon - was a person, who had parents and had a childhood, and had a voice that shook and quivered and broke as it yelled at her through a shitty microphone - "You sent me to die down here, and you don't even know my name?" - and Simon was clever, and Simon's amalgamated ship of spare metal had somehow moved off their plotted map, and yet he had found the coordinates for the lost SM-8 and had begged her to set him free for it's data.
Simon - the one responsible for the destruction of the Filament Station, the one who's life was in her hands - was an enigma of data versus emotion in her brain.
Simon wasn't talking.
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What if Ava got to Simon before the beast found them, and got them both (relatively) safely to the surface.
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Robert's been trying not to violently attack anyone when working as a Dispatcher for SCN - considering it's not exactly the most heroic move in anyone's books, especially not literal superheroes.
But when his team doesn't shut the hell up, Robert's headache (combined with his lack of sleep from his lack of a mattress) might make him a little looser in the whole 'repressing his reflexes that he used in life or death situations when he was Mecha Man' department.
And, if he accidentally bodyslams Flambae into the breakroom microwave as a result of that, Robert will threaten you with unpaid time off to stop that information from spreading.
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His fingers raked over his arms; his nails clawing over his scalp until he stilled: hands hugging the back of his neck, elbows almost touching his knees as he curled up smaller than Tenna had ever seen him.
Spamton wasn't supposed to small.
Tenna knew the irony in that belief - with Spamton being barely taller than a pippins - but Tenna just couldn't think of Spamton as anything but big.
He had a big personality that instantly hooked a room, big grins that dissipated any tension and big body language to overcompensate for his stature. Spamton made big business deals and had important associates with big influences; Spamton drew in a big audience for Tenna; Spamton made the big bucks and wasn't afraid to flaunt it; Spamton was a Big Shot with a big car and a big room in the Queen's mansion.
Spamton was huddled into a tiny shaking, heaving ball and was bleeding into the dressing room carpet.
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OR: Tenna finds Spamton after he's informed about a specific part of the prophecy that just so happens to contain the TV star himself.
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- Part 2 of Phonecord between your teeth
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He had wanted to have a shared drink of whiskey after a successful ad shoot, but, just after picking up the bottle the phone had rang. He'd placed the bottle on the table beside his glass with a clink and picked up the phone with a desperate relaxedness, spinning the wire in his finger.
He'd been smiling. It was probably audible to whatever was on the other end of the line.
He wasn't smiling when the phone call was over.He'd been yelling, calling the phone a coward and a liar and trying to swear, but all that escaped his mouth was bit-crushed shrieks because this demon had somehow changed him to his very being and, holy fuck he was under this thing's complete control.
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The phone had rang, like it always did, but Spamton was not prepared for what the entity sneered into his ear this time.
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- Part 1 of Phonecord between your teeth
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Lost by Depressed_Atlas
Fandoms: Tales from the Stinky Dragon (Podcast), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
16 Jun 2025
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Kydron know that he's lost something, that's there's something missing. He doesn't understand what that is, yet somehow his brain is trying to tell him.
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Basically a tiny drabble I wrote a while ago and am posting here cus stinky AO3 needs more works lol
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- Part 8 of Stinky Dragon Fics
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A spamtenna-centric exploration of the entity in the phone, and Spamton's decent from stardom
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Stinky Dragon Fics by Depressed_Atlas
Fandom Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Tales from the Stinky Dragon (Podcast)
16 Jun 2025
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A collection of my Tales from the Stinky Dragon fanfiction
Uncompleted fics are at the end :P- Words:
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5 Times Wilford Almost Recognized Dark and the 1 Time He Did by Hoard_of_hyperfixations
Fandoms: Who Killed Markiplier? (Web Series), Markiplier TV (Web Series), A Heist With Markiplier (Web Series)
24 Sep 2021
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Wilford Warfstache was no stranger to his bad memory.
Names, places, people, faces. None of it really mattered to him, none of it stuck in the shattered remains of his mind.
There were few constants in his life, and even fewer good ones.
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Alternatively; 5 times Wilford saw Damien in Dark and the 1 time he realized.Series
- Part 5 of Markiplier Cinematic Universe
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19 Feb 2026
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No thin, skin-warm glass sits against the inside of his wrist or his palm where he usually tucks up his token when he works. They must've cut if off of him. Or, he lost it when—
What about the tattoo?
Burn it off. It doesn't matter anymore. Either way…it's all gone. He's one of ours now.
They grab him by the hair and force his head to the side. They shove rubber over his tongue and callous fingers close his jaw shut around it with a muttering to preserve his teeth. Something touches his neck. He thinks he hears himself cry out, or it's a hundred, other dying voices doing it for him. He can smell cooked meat—actual food, not dried rations, not things pulverized and cubed and lifeless.
It doesn't stop.
He reaches for Eden and she no longer answers.
An account of the Convict's life prior to the final expedition of the SM-13.
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10 Feb 2026
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"Project Iron Lung is the scientific investigation we are running on moon AT-5. We believe it holds answers as to what caused the Quiet Rapture. We choose one convict to send down to search the ocean and take a few photos. Then we reel you up with the data you’ve collected. We get more information to work with, you get to walk free. Sounds like a fair deal, right?”
Or: Simon gets interviewed (interrogated) about Eden and its cult-like system, and has his suitability determined for the Iron Lung project.
Set before the game and the film.
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- Part 2 of Iron Lung fics
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09 Feb 2026
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“So then why?” Simon demands. “Why am I still in here?”
Ava doesn’t even bother reprimanding him for interrupting again. She takes a deep breath as if steeling herself for what she’s about to say. “We tried to pull you out.”
Simon’s heart freezes. “W-What?”
“We tried to pull you out,” Ava repeats, the words shaky and uncertain for once. “And we couldn’t."
(Or: 5 things the ocean takes from Simon and 1 thing Simon refuses to let go of)
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Twilight, while investigating an organisation dedicated to Ostanian purity, is captured by terrorists and awaits death. But before they kill him, they want to bring those he's been close to in, to see if they've been corrupted by him. A cavalcade of secrets are revealed in the aftermath, and three battered hearts have to choose who to give their trust, their loyalty and their love.
(They've already give it. All of them. They just need to realise how much so).
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Bookmarked by Depressed_Atlas
08 Feb 2026