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All he knows is that neither Wilbur nor he have aged since Autumn of 1943.
Or, well— it’s possible they are aging, just not on the surface. This is a hypothesis of Wilbur’s, also regarded whilst heavily intoxicated, which deters Tommy from giving it too much thought. His brother’s demeanor often contradicts said hypothesis anyway; he acts less like a man approaching his thirties and more so the role of the eighteen year old he’s supposedly trapped in.
“No point in being immortal if you can’t bend a few rules, eh?”
“I’m quite certain second degree murder is considered more than bending a few rules.”
“In the eyes of the law, maybe.”
Wilbur coughs. “You see my point.”
“But what about God, Wilbur? What about His eyes? They’re all seeing ‘n shit.”
“I don’t think Big Man in the sky approves of it either.”
Tommy faces him with a blank stare. “Does that mean I’m going to Hell?”
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Finally, after a stretch of silence broken up by Tommy working his jaw around the hard candy and Tubbo muttering to himself, the latter comes up successful.
“Found it.” He produces a crumpled Post-It note from his back pocket with an illegible scrawl of numbers across it. “9-1-3-5-7,” he reads out, directing the flashlight so Tommy can see.
He lifts the padlock and inputs the numbers, the mechanism clicking with each turn. The lock gives and he’s left holding it. It smells strongly of copper and is slightly damp from what he assumes is dew, or maybe just from the cold.
“What do you want me to do with thi—“
All of a sudden, Tubbo screams. Tommy flinches. The flashlight’s dropped and rolls off the deck, shrouding them in near darkness.
or: a horror fic featuring two best friends, somewhat unclear circumstances, and extreme avoidant tendencies that may or may not subvert your expectations.
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Quackity fills two medicinal plastic cups with poorly measured fingers of tequila from a bottle with a note taped to the front reading, for tommy’s 18th birthday. It is not the first time Quackity has dipped into the bottle, but the last time he shared a drink it was with Wilbur. He passes a cup to Tommy’s shaking hands. Maybe it’s not Tommy’s birthday, but Quackity thinks killing your brother ages you faster than time ever could.
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- Part 16 of prompts
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28 Oct 2024
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All In On Red by birdfeet
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
02 May 2022
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“You have a bleeding heart, Soot.” Niki hissed. “And a stubborn curiosity that would kill even the luckiest of men. So, figure it out now. You want to help Red, right?”
Wilbur nodded.“Then help him or leave him.”
OR Wilbur Soot is a mechanic in a dystopian city, trying to fix what is broken. Tommy fights giant robots for a living.
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03 Feb 2024
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I. LOVE. CYBERPUNK. this has the vibes of the pilot episode of an arcane type beat animated tv series.
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Something is brewing. A great storm that could shatter life as its known. More and more often, androids are breaking free of their original programming. More and more often, androids are turning against their owners in increasingly violent ways.
And the only ones that can stop it are Wilbur Soot—the youngest lieutenant in police history and now a drunk, washed out detective—and an android of the 1NN1T model named Tommy, an advanced prototype created to solve crimes and catch rogue androids. But first they actually have to get along.
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Two idiots, a robot and a depressed detective, walk into a bar. One comes out experiencing emotions he shouldn't be able to, and the other comes out with a reason to live.
Spoilers for Detroit: Become Human, but knowledge of the game isn't necessary to enjoy.
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"What was he like?" Hunter asked.
"Hm?" Darius replied absently.
"Your mentor," Hunter said quietly, "The last Golden Guard. What was he like?"
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07 Jun 2024
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BAWLING rn .. tears are dripping down my face the screen is blurry
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Tommy sucked in a shaky breath, his eyes unfocused as he stared at the table. “I- I think I get it now,” he said, his voice small. “That’s why you left. Because of me.”
“Tommy, that’s not-”
Before Wilbur could continue, there was a flash of movement outside the window behind Tommy’s head, and he froze. The corn was rustling again. Despite the sun sitting high in the sky, the shadows that twisted between the corn were rustling in that jarring way Wilbur knew wasn’t natural.
Mouth snapping shut, Wilbur got to his feet and made his way over to the window. His vision began to spin again as he made out the faint outline of a man standing between the golden stalks. A man so familiar to him, he could practically feel the phantom hands around his throat once again.
or, Wilbur has come back home after eight years. As he tries to pick up the pieces of his relationship with his family, his past comes back to haunt him.
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19 Nov 2023