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Fuck, i forget the etiquettes
I made a little script for a fan comic that I'm going to do :D
I hope you like it hehe ^^!
Note: this happens post AvA V - Showdown
TSC narrative :P
I woke up on the floor with my friends sitting around me. Although I could barely move, that didn't stop me from jumping for joy to hug them, a feeling that was reciprocated. But I noticed something strange in their eyes, something that gave me that feeling that something was wrong.
Apparently they were not my hallucinations due to fatigue. -Are you OK?-
\-Do you remember anything that happened?- Now that I think about it, no, I don't remember almost anything after Dark stabbed me into that wall. I barely manage to remember a kind of lightning that dazzled me, along with a very low voice, I don't remember what he said to me. Then everything is a blur, but how did I survive? He caused me fatal injuries, and even more strange, where are the injuries that he caused me? Did they just disappear? Just like that? Although they are not visible, they still hurt internally, as if what had healed me had only done so on the outside.
I fell to my knees, the pain was not paranoia, it was wounds and internal bleeding apparently, I'm not sure. But what I am sure of is that it is not normal at all to vomit almost a liter of blood.
Anyway, there's nothing to do for now, my eyesight is down to zero and there's a high chance that he's unconscious right now, not to mention that he may have died and is in 'The Void'.
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Dark Narrative :3
I woke up after what seemed like hours unconscious, my body heavy and full of deep cuts.
He could feel the pain of the breeze passing through them.
I need to cover them as soon as possible, but if I go to my lab there is a chance that Chosen and those kids are still there.
Maybe I could send some ViraBot, I still have the elastic band with me, and before the fight I made sure to load a prototype small enough to hide it, anticipating any problems, it is very small, but I think it is capable of coming and going to me laboratory.
An hour later
\-If my internal clock does not fail, that thing should be arriving in about three minutes.-
Something interrupted my thoughts, I heard small and silent footsteps on dry leaves and branches, with regret and the strength that I still had, I was able to get up and take out one of my blades. Even if I was hurt, whatever that was wasn't going to kill me.
It was a false alarm, it was just the prototype with a bag that I had left on my desk, it had supplies, a first-aid kit, weapons, just what I needed.
To tell the truth, I don't understand how he was able to bring all that with his tiny size, although he did manage to get a good scare.
Already covered my wounds, I observed my surroundings, the great forest that is around this place, I decided to look for firewood for a bonfire. Already with the wood stacked, the prototype did something strange, I think it started to spin and the tension generated a fairly decent fire, it would serve to survive the night.
Regarding the prototype, it's much better than I thought, and now that I think about it, maybe I should give it a name. I really don't know, I would say "I consult with my pillow", but I don't have one. Guess I'll check with the clump of grass I'm laying my head on.
As soon as I lay down I felt how my eyelids began to weigh. -The prototype lay next to me as if it were a cat, maybe it's a cute pet.- sucite before falling into the arms of Morpheus.
Thanks for reading <3
Here's a little SC dialogue (?
TSC
I woke up sore in a bed, covered in bandages, it seems that the "healed" wounds reopened and had to be covered. Although I can barely move and it hurts to breathe -I sighed-, this is better than being dead or unconscious.
When I raised the upper part of my body, I felt a very strong dizziness, I had to hold on to the bed so as not to fall due to how sudden it was, - Maybe I lost a lot of blood - was the first thing that crossed my mind. I passed my hand through the bandage where the biggest wound was, on my abdomen, I could feel the moisture in the fabric, while my fingers got stained. I squirmed a little from the rubbing of the fabrics.
-You woke up!? - Blue went through the door and came to me with a worried face. I just laughed at his reaction, he gave me tenderness.
I'm going to call the boys! -He ran smiling towards another room, I felt it was an exaggeration, but I couldn't help but feel good to see that they were worried about him. - I laughed one last time before sitting on the bed to wait for Blue and the others -
Byeee and thanks for reading :³
(this time i don't forget the etiquettes >:\)
Hice un mini cómic en español 😺🔫
AAAAA NEEEWWWW PARRRTTTT OF THIIIIISSSS SHIIIIIIIIT :DDD
TDL I woke up, as expected in the forest. - At this point I'm happy I wasn't killed while I was sleeping.- I thought seconds before hearing slow footsteps, as if someone was trying to sneak away. I looked everywhere, not seeing anything I thought that perhaps one of that group had gone to look for firewood or something similar. whatever it was, it had to hide me, the things I had used, and...-
-WHERE IS PROTOTYPE!? - I screamed unconscious of the place where I was, I covered my mouth while turning desperately to all sides.
So that's what this thing is called. - I turned slowly to see Chosen holding my spider. While I was looking at him, the only thing I received from him was a blow to the stomach that slammed me against a tree, paralyzing me for seconds, seconds that he took advantage of, approaching me to finish the job, while Prototype had been thrown down that ravine along with him.
To which we were What the fuck are you doing standing there? Come and kill me once and for all, that's why you came here, right? - I approached him slowly with the strength that I had left, head down.
Oh dark
You shouldn't assume things like that. - Was the last thing he said while maintaining a sadistic smile. It was the last thing I remember, before he nearly killed me with a punch to the jaw that reduced my sight to nothing.
Lol i make a new style in all my draws
BUT BLUE INK CHOSEN IS TOO CUTEEE
If you think it, AvA and AvM use the cliche of "i ChAnGe My MiNd" in two of his most important personages, Chosen in AvA V and King Orange at the end of "The King" episode.
Don't quest about where comes this, is only my brain in his more stupid moment of the day
Oh, another Chosen's destroyed Headcanon by AvA VI, where Chosen looks more "Hyperactive" (?) when- all the time?
Me: Chosen is the quiet one
No one: but none of them have voices they’re all quiet
Me: you dON’T UNDERSTAND he has no face in a medium where the mental processes of the characters are communicated to the audience entirely through body language and camera angles he moves so much less than everyone else outside of fight scenes it means he is a quIET PERSON
WHAT IF I WRITE THIS AGAIN AND MAKE A COMIC
I made a little script for a fan comic that I'm going to do :D
I hope you like it hehe ^^!
Note: this happens post AvA V - Showdown
TSC narrative :P
I woke up on the floor with my friends sitting around me. Although I could barely move, that didn't stop me from jumping for joy to hug them, a feeling that was reciprocated. But I noticed something strange in their eyes, something that gave me that feeling that something was wrong.
Apparently they were not my hallucinations due to fatigue. -Are you OK?-
\-Do you remember anything that happened?- Now that I think about it, no, I don't remember almost anything after Dark stabbed me into that wall. I barely manage to remember a kind of lightning that dazzled me, along with a very low voice, I don't remember what he said to me. Then everything is a blur, but how did I survive? He caused me fatal injuries, and even more strange, where are the injuries that he caused me? Did they just disappear? Just like that? Although they are not visible, they still hurt internally, as if what had healed me had only done so on the outside.
I fell to my knees, the pain was not paranoia, it was wounds and internal bleeding apparently, I'm not sure. But what I am sure of is that it is not normal at all to vomit almost a liter of blood.
Anyway, there's nothing to do for now, my eyesight is down to zero and there's a high chance that he's unconscious right now, not to mention that he may have died and is in 'The Void'.
———————————————————
Dark Narrative :3
I woke up after what seemed like hours unconscious, my body heavy and full of deep cuts.
He could feel the pain of the breeze passing through them.
I need to cover them as soon as possible, but if I go to my lab there is a chance that Chosen and those kids are still there.
Maybe I could send some ViraBot, I still have the elastic band with me, and before the fight I made sure to load a prototype small enough to hide it, anticipating any problems, it is very small, but I think it is capable of coming and going to me laboratory.
An hour later
\-If my internal clock does not fail, that thing should be arriving in about three minutes.-
Something interrupted my thoughts, I heard small and silent footsteps on dry leaves and branches, with regret and the strength that I still had, I was able to get up and take out one of my blades. Even if I was hurt, whatever that was wasn't going to kill me.
It was a false alarm, it was just the prototype with a bag that I had left on my desk, it had supplies, a first-aid kit, weapons, just what I needed.
To tell the truth, I don't understand how he was able to bring all that with his tiny size, although he did manage to get a good scare.
Already covered my wounds, I observed my surroundings, the great forest that is around this place, I decided to look for firewood for a bonfire. Already with the wood stacked, the prototype did something strange, I think it started to spin and the tension generated a fairly decent fire, it would serve to survive the night.
Regarding the prototype, it's much better than I thought, and now that I think about it, maybe I should give it a name. I really don't know, I would say "I consult with my pillow", but I don't have one. Guess I'll check with the clump of grass I'm laying my head on.
As soon as I lay down I felt how my eyelids began to weigh. -The prototype lay next to me as if it were a cat, maybe it's a cute pet.- sucite before falling into the arms of Morpheus.
Thanks for reading <3
Chosen vs. Second body posture
I’m no behavioural psychologist or anything, but I do like appreciating the little details that Alan Becker put into the characterization of each stick figure.
These details lead to pretty consistent assumption of each stick’s personalities in ava fandom.
For instance, Chosen is often portrayed as silent, reserved and serious. He doesn’t do smiles, have hard time understanding jokes (or lacking social skills) and is very quick to respond to danger.
Second, on the other hand, is quite innocent (can one go as far as to say he’s naïve?), kind and open-minded. He makes friends easily, knows how to have fun, prefers communication over fights and loves warm hugs. Plus he is very creative in arts and music, which basically makes him very emotionally intelligent.
How do we get these impressions from their posture?
Well there are plenty of differences, so this post is just going to go for the obvious.
Chosen often stands with his legs apart and shoulders back. When taking this posture, he takes a firm stance on the ground and is hard to shake. This posture is primarily used to assert dominance and show power. People who frequently adopt this, like soldiers, tend to be stern and less agreeable.
Second likes standing with one leg slightly lifted from the ground. This stance is less stable, indicating that his opinion can be more easily swayed. People adopt this stance when they are tentative and not sure of themselves, like children in the presence of parents.
How they stand casually:
How they prepare for a fight:
How they land a fall:
How they fall: (notice even when falling Chosen chose to take a more recoverable position, whereas Second fell sprawling on the ground, showing more visible flusters even though he is also a somewhat trained fighter.)
How they act surprised (when others are present):
Some more differences: Chosen legs far apart and shoulders back and Second less assertive in general even during fights.
But, here are a couple of not-so-usual moments for both:
And my favourite picture of them meeting for the first time just shows their differences beautifully:
Some would say using this picture didn’t do Second justice because the whole thing surprised him more than Chosen.
However, if their position were to swap, we could safely assume that Second would not take such an aggressive stance and ignore their bow completely and Chosen would not act as visibly surprised, could we not?
Anyways, just want to share my thoughts on this.
It’s been mentioned several times that Dark Lord was created to do an impossible task, but I have yet to see anyone talk about how, following that same logic, Chosen was punished for succeeding at the task he was created for.
We tend to assume he was antagonistic from birth but what if he wasn’t?
He was created to *be a challenge*. And he was. He was made to give the animator a hard time; the animator created him to do that. It was his purpose. (He might not have even had any specific feelings on it at first.)
He did his job.
And then he was locked away and reconfigured, not because he’d failed at his task or because he’d disobeyed, but because he’d performed it too well.
A blur of orange appeared beside him, and suddenly he’s been launched through the walls of the already damaged house. He slumped down, stars in his eyes. He curled up on the floor and tried to recover the air knocked out of his lungs. As soon as he was able, Chosen sat up quickly only to find-
The other Dark-
No, Chosen breathed a sigh of relief. This was his Dark, reaching out a hand to help him up.
He took the hand and stood up.
“Let’s go beat the stick out of this guy,” Dark growled.
-by @k1ttyadventurer, from the Dark vs Dark AU
Skywalker
What exactly does "Skywalker" mean? To most it's just the name of the hero in a sci-fi genre....Luke. But if you dig into it, what does it mean? Sky....walker. Someone who walks on the very sky itself. Above all the rest, powerful, and someone everyone looks up to. This is true to all the Skywalkers, Anakin, Shmi, Luke, Leia, Ben.....they're all people others look up to. The Great Walkers of the Sky. To walk on the sky is something everyone maybe dreams of, but never does. It's ludicrous, how do you walk on nothing but air? It's impossible. The things the Skywalkers accomplish are impossible. Anakin landing half of a burning ship, and Luke hitting a two-meter gap with his torpedoes without a targeting computer. These are the ones the rest of the galaxy looks up to. The things the galaxy needs done to make it right is impossible
But not for the walkers of the sky.
The chosen ones.
The heroes.
The Chosen One
The prophecy of the Chosen One is to bring balance to the force, but what does that really mean? Some people assume it means the same amount of Jedi and Sith, and thus think that Vader did indeed bring balance by helping kill the Jedi. But that's not it. The force was not balanced in the time of the Galactic Empire. Pain and suffering were abundant, and almost no one but the cruel were happy. Is that truly balance or just darkness everywhere? A quote from the Revenge of the Sith novel from Matthew Stover says this, "The Sith did not create darkness, they simply used that which was already there." So the Jedi did drive back the darkness by creating light, but the Sith just harnessed the dark power that was already abundant, threatening to take over the light. That is what the Chosen One was born to do. He was born to bring back the Jedi, the Lightmakers, in a time of utter darkness and despair. That is what bringing balance to the force really means.
So lazy.
Hdhdhshdd
this probably won’t get any notes since i’m such a tiny account but if you want to take this quiz you can find it here ! after pulling an all-nighter crying over tsoa, i created this because i don’t think i’ve seen this type of personality test floating around before! hopefully it’s not too inaccurate since i’m not an expert on the subject. this was inspired by the pottermore sorting quizzes here and the greek godly parent quiz here
feel free to tag what you got if you finish it! mine is the realist
if you don’t want to take the quiz but you still want to know, the possible outcomes were:
the chosen one: authentic, brave, bold, intuitive, natural, passionate, stubborn
the realist: practical, understanding, honest, brutal, logical, creator, intelligent, sensible, down-to-earth, reasonable
the doppelgänger: manipulative, self deprecating, intelligent, knowledgable, ambiguous, caring
the master: determined, obsessive, powerful, charismatic, confident, rash, challenging
the defender: loyal, selfless, guardian, youthful, honest, unguarded, courageous, basically a gryffindor
the warrior: purposeful, adaptable, loyal, agressive, mindful, decisive, skillful, isolated, destroyer
Watch this if you haven't already, it's really good! :D
Bruh
The Chosen One is hot af. Screw your companions i got the MCs in my kiss list