A couple words about my more realistic version of DP
Ectoplasm is not a substance, it is a state of matter. Anything can become ectoplasm given the right circumstances, which cannot be reached in the living world, or as we'll call in in this version of DP, the 3rd dimension. The ghost zone being the 4th dimension respectively and literally.
Different dimension, different laws of physics. Obviously they calsh.
A ghost cannot manifest in the living world, so if Danny didn't have the suit on him, he would have leaked out and dissipated in a matter of minutes, leaving his body to die a couple hours later. the suit is both keeping him together and protecting his very fragile newborn ghost body.
With time he'll get more stable in his ghost form until one day he'll be able to safely take the hood off without complications.
This yo man?
Thats all for now :> as always you can send questions and I'll answer :D
Also @sharkfinn thought you'd like to see this, man this is my childhood
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*after Eclipse Lake*
Belos: Hunter, I know you snuck out last night
Hunter, internally: Act dumb
Hunter: Who's Hunter?
Hunter, internally: Not that dumb!
*in Marcy voice* Sasha Sasha Sasha Sashaaa
Here’s a screenshot redraw except I was too lazy to do a decent background XD
Ok I’m usually not one to jump on trends but I couldn’t resist the boi-
It looks a bit off but idk why aaaaaaaaa
Reblog this post with a 5min “Hunter’s smile” drawing !!! I want to see hundred… THOUSAND drawings of my son finally… HAPPY!!!
I don’t care about your drawing skills… just take 5 minutes to add more sunshine in our world !!! And have fun!!
That’s all I need 😌
You agreed.” Sasha muttered, shutting her eyes.
“You agreed to stay away, to stop doing this.”
“You should know better than to make deals with me, love.” Darcy's voice floated through Sasha ears, making it impossible to tell where they were really coming from. But the source of the voice didn’t really matter, because the girl wouldn’t look anyways.
“Open those pretty eyes for me, hm?”
Oops, I wrote a thing.
The gays are at it again I love it
tumblr users will see the word shrimp and black out and hit reblog without reading the rest of the post
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Idea!
Future AU where Marcy becomes a sleep deprived, morally grey mad scientist, and while experimenting with one of her "projects" (machines with world destroying capabilities) brings season 2 Sasha, Anne and Marcy to the future. Past!Marcy is equal parts exited and horrified about what she becomes later on, Sasha and Anne meet their future selves. Fun times. Also Darcys still their, just kinda stuck in Marcy's head.
Ooooo i n t e r e s t i n g
I have so many WIPs and ideas tho that I’ll probably never get to writing this hhhhhhh
Rn I’m jumping back and forth between a time skip Darcy thing and Losing Marbles ch6. But I also have Of Many Minds, my sus Darcy AU, Don’t Meet Your Heroes (this one is stolen from a friend hehe), and maybe even possible Darcy Shenanigans lmao
Help
👀 OH I’M LIKING THIS!!! It’s so cool to see The Core react to her autism in that way!!
I actually have a vague AU where the non-royal members of The Core go behind the Leviathans’ back to create a way out for themselves if the rushed design of Darcy’s helmet failed them (which it did ofc). So the scholars… or “nerds”, as I call them, of The Core uploaded themselves into a replacement spine for Marcy while she was healing, meaning they stuck with her after Amphibia hehehe. They didn’t have as malicious of intents as the Leviathans tho. I posted a lil script thing about it lmao. Sorry jnhbgvhbjnk
The Musings of a Collective Consciousness.
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The Core was, in simple terms, just that: they are a core, a tether, for the greatest minds in all of Amphibia's history. Kings, queens, warriors, even doctors: their minds as one, they can reach and understand opinions and conclusions in a flash.
And yet, Wit, Marcy Wu, their current host, evades their understanding.
Their mind is... wired differently. Autism, they learnt it was; it allowed the girl a unique set of tools at her disposal, and yet she was ridiculed for it. 'Nonsensical', they concluded. All beings fear what they can't understand. So, they fear her, and disrespect her.
Utter nonsense, but they are humans, so The Core isn't too surprised.
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Tapping the side of their helmet, The Core, now fully calling themselves Darcy, found a quiet moment with nothing to do, as Andrias was, for lack of a better word, busy.
And, bored, they examined their host's memories.
In total, Heart and Strength consumed a vast majority of them. Odd.
Examining one memory led into an intriguing discovery.
"I'm Waybright; Sasha Waybright!"
'Intriguing' is pushing it, but from this memory, they found it interesting how much Strength changed over the years. At first, they chalked it up to the passing age, but they started to think more on it, their foot tapping rhythmically.
There are two factors: the first being the matter of Strength's parents, the second being that Heart and Wit never corrected her behaviour; moreover, Heart was too weak to Strength, especially with Strength's line of, "End. Of. Discussion." and that Wit never bothered to intervene.
Why was that?
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"Andrias." they called to the disgraceful son descendant of theirs.
"Oh, my lord! Is there something you require?" instantly, and without a fight. Almost saddening.
"Due to us not being able to reach a conclusion, we require another's opinion: how would you describe Marcy Wu?"
"..." Andrias looked lost for a second, and Darcy held up a hand.
"You may speak freely."
"...She was..." Andrias swallowed. "Despite what I had to do, she was someone whom I could speak to."
"Elaborate."
"To speak, not as ruler and subject, but as..." the Newt looked over; perhaps reminiscing about his old friends. "...As people."
"...Hm. We shall be off, then. Tha--" they held their tongue. No need to be that pleasant.
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"The truth is, I..."
"For I, Marciano--!"
"I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU BOTH!"
The same end result, a different way to reach it.
Wit sees the friendship they made with Strength and Heart as the most important thing to them. More than their family, even.
To some of The Core, the idea is odd; yet, there is a vast majority that agree that Wit works differently to them. Their mind is akin to a maze; one that even they can't fully understand.
On the outside, Darcy paced, hands behind their back. On the inside, a war was breaking out, over one simple thought:
'What will happen once we run out of worlds?'
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Enough was enough. It was time for Wit... Wu to pull her own weight.
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"A~nd that makes Puzzle Number One-Hundred and Twenty-Three: officially 'Solved'!" placing the puzzle away from her, Marcy smiled, sitting down in her room in peaceful quietness.
"Man. It's, a... pre-tty quiet, huh?" Marcy was no stranger to vivid dreams, even after her time in Amphibia was over. A whole week... hard to imagine, and yet here she is, sitting down and keeping her mind active.
With that, Marcy went to reach for another puzzle.
"Marcy Regina Wu."
Marcy froze. No. No no no no no no no. It can't be that... that thing--
But clad in that Sci-Fi black armour, the red cape and no helmet in sight, Darcy calmly looked at Marcy, orange gazing at greyish-brown.
"We do hope we are not interfering."
"YOU!" Marcy found herself shouting before she could think. "I... Anne killed you! You're dead!"
"You destroyed only the part that had lost their minds to megalomania. In other words, the vast majority of The Core." Darcy sat down, head in their palm as they gazed on almost... defeatedly at Marcy. "Yet a small part, the one they deemed 'weak', was lift in your consciousness as the helmet's connection with the castle was severed.
"For all intents and purposes: you won. We lost. You're the victor. We're the loser." they then shrugged, a ghost of their former smirk on their face. "You're the hero. And we are the villain."
"Enough." Marcy whispered. "What do you want? Why talk now?"
"As we mentioned, we were found defective. Weak. Emotional. Empathetic. We were the ones who spoke of injustice against you. As despicable the vast majority of us may be, we would have never agreed to forcefully putting you into that room, and moreso hijacking your body."
"But you did. And I didn't hear a single voice speaking of 'injustice'." Marcy almost spat out the world. As much as she wanted to wake up, something told her that wouldn't be a good option.
"We were... pushed into a corner, to put it into perspective. Now, onto your question. We are here..." their eyebrows opened, showing two more eyes. "...To help you with your little... shall we say as you say, 'gay little panic'.
"...What."
This post turned out so long tf XD
Darcy: Slash gamemode creative.
Sasha: Dude, this isn't Min-
Darcy: *starts levitating*
Andrias: I need life advice.
Darcy, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right people.
Andrias: Why are you late?
Darcy: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.
Andrias: Overslept?
Darcy: Overslept.
Andrias: I feel so burnt out.
Darcy: Don’t worry, it'll be over soon.
Andrias: Are you gonna... assassinate me?
Darcy: Well not if you’re expecting it.
Darcy: Something’s off.
Andrias: Maybe you’ve finally developed human emotions and feel bad for hurting people.
Darcy: No, but that’s funny.
Darcy: Andrias, we tried things your way.
Andrias: No, we didn't.
Darcy: We did it in our head and it didn't work.
Andrias: You read my diary?
Darcy: At first we did not know it was your diary. We thought it was a very sad handwritten book.
Darcy: Marcy is 39 cheetos tall.
Andrias: Why... are you measuring your height in cheetos?
Darcy: Because we're out of doritos.
Olivia: Let me see what you have!
Darcy: A SCYTHE!
Olivia: NO!
Olivia, about Darcy: They're covered in blood again. Why is it they're always covered in blood?
Andrias: Well, it looks like it's their own blood this time.
Anne: Marcy, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power!
Darcy: Well of course we have.
Darcy: Have you ever tried going mad without power?
Darcy: It's boring.
Darcy: Well Andrias, we have to say, we’re really disappointed.
Andrias: Well, you didn't HAVE to say it. You could've just thought it.
Darcy, taping a knife onto a Roomba: Be free, our child.
Andrias, entering the room with a small cut on his ankle: Who the f-
Andrias: Do you want a drink?
Darcy: We could go for some appy slices right now.
Andrias: With a little peanut butter to dip them in?
Darcy: FUCKING OF COURSE WE WANT PEANUT BUTTER ANDRIAS!
Andrias: Don’t stay up all night, Darcy. Last time you got this sleep-deprived, you tried to eat your own armor.
Olivia: So what, now I’m just supposed to do everything that Darcy does? What if they jump off a cliff?
Andrias: If Darcy were to jump off a cliff, they would have done their due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry. So yes, if you see Darcy jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff.
Olivia: You jump off a cliff.
Andrias: Gladly, provided Darcy did first.
Darcy: *slams books down in front of Andrias*
Darcy: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It’s gonna be a long night.
Andrias: You could of said literally anything else.
Darcy: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble.
Andrias: I’m going to just stop challenging you when you say random shit. I won’t win. I realize this now.
Andrias: I think you're still suffering the effects of your party last night.
Darcy: All we drank was Redbull!
Andrias: How many?
Darcy: Eighteen.
Darcy, tearing up the room: Where are they?
Darcy, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved our children?
Darcy: Somebody moved our M&M's, and now we are going to start killing.
Andrias: Darcy, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason.
Darcy, curled up inside a hoodie that's 100 times bigger than their size: Spooky.
Darcy: We left instructions for everyone while we’re gone.
Andrias: Mine just says "Andrias no."
Darcy: We want you to apply it to every possible situation.
Darcy: You’re alive.
Andrias: There’s no need to sound so disappointed.
Andrias: How stupid do you think I am?!
Darcy: You really want an honest answer to that?
Darcy, standing with their back turned: We’ve been expecting you, Sasha.
Sasha: How did you do that without turning around?
Darcy: ... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people we did that to were not you.
So fill me in, i know marcy wants revenge on Anne and Sasha, but, does she actually want them dead?
You’ll see in the next chapter :)))
Heyo!! My pronouns are she/they and I like to write and shitpost :Pxenia12.carrd.co
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