Mysterious World of Fandom (Main Plot)

Ink!Sans


Ink woke up in the middle of some sort of unfamiliar forest.


"Huh? Where am I?" Ink asked, looking around as his scarf flutters in the breeze. "Or rather...Which AU did I land on? I don't remember this forest being in any of..." He suddenly thought of something, which made his pupils sparkle. "Oh! Maybe this AU is Post-Pacifist one?!" He said excitedly, making him a bit giddy than before. He couldn't wait to meet the others that lived in this AU, but he felt like he's forgetting something... He wonders what it was...While thinking of that however, he suddenly puked ink all over the grass below him. Ink hopes that no one will be mad at him for puking on such good grass. . .
 

Apollo hears the sound of someone nearby, and heads towards the noise cautiously, not wishing to accidentally walk into a trap or a dangerous situation. Looking through the trees, Apollo sees someone bent over the grass, shuddering slightly. As they stood up, Apollo wrinkled his nose to see that they had vomited what looked to be purely black liquid onto the ground. "Excuse me, are you alright there?" He called, not one to ignore someone who is in distress, if indeed this person was, judging by their seemingly illness.


 

 
     This place was foreboding, dim—devoid of life. The environment held a heavy, unsettling air, as if it was designed to choke out any sense of safety a person may have left. Shadows from the trees painted the ground an inky black, and one little monster had drifted aimlessly along the murky soil, questions rising and falling systematically in her thoughts. Most important on her probing mind was the status of the slim few close to her heart, and she left herself to worrisome thinking as she hovered just above the earth. Solitude always lead to introspection—she knew this far too well. For hours, she had listened to the silence that nature had so generously gifted to her. Not one voice had called out in the darkness...


     ...Until now. A sudden burst of sound pierced the once eery quiet. Voices...multiple voices echoing out. These were the telltale sounds of minds at work. She closed her eyes and listened in rather effortlessly to the mental conversation being unfolded. The intensity of the thoughts lead her to believe that an air of tension laid before her. She knew full well that she was in no danger of being witnessed, given the distance between her and these people. Even still, she drew closer out of mere curiosity...perhaps this is simply the nature of youkai. She came to a resting point behind a large tree. These people's spoken voices now clearly worked in tandem with their unspoken counterparts, forming a nearly complete picture of the setting. Now, all she needed was to see these characters herself to establish the setting in her mind's eye. She slowly peaked from the right side of the tree to quickly recognize three figures. The one that immediately caught her attention was a large man in a white suit. She gazed at the other two figures—a girl no taller than herself with long, smooth black hair and a boy even smaller than her with azure hair and feline ears. She noticed two of them were Japanese. The boy, however, seemed foreign, yet Satori could not separate the image of those ears from the idea that he may be a youkai. This was something that piqued her interest. Not only could she witness a foreigner side-by-side with two humans from the orient, but if this boy was a youkai like she believed, then this was something truly remarkable. There was no mistake in Satori's mind that she was in the outside world now. 


     This situation before her, though, was undeniably hostile. From what Satori had gathered from the frantic chatter of their minds beforehand, she knew that this situation in particular was soon to take some drastically violent turns. She knew that staying here was the best course of action, however. After all, she had found not one soul so far in this lonely stroll through the forest. 


     "One of them may be able to give me the answers I seek," she thought as she continued to observe this tense confrontation. Would someone actually be willing to strike the other? She knew time would tell as she waited. Now was not a wise time to reveal herself. Even still, how would each of them react if they saw her? If the past was any indication, she knew to expect the worst from people. She knew, however, that this was a necessary action. She would first witness whatever this conflict had to offer, and after the situation had cooled down, she would then reveal herself to them. It was only a question of timing now. Her third eye literally looked from person to person, taking in their every thought and feeling as they flashed by in real time.


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Apollo hears the sound of someone nearby, and heads towards the noise cautiously, not wishing to accidentally walk into a trap or a dangerous situation. Looking through the trees, Apollo sees someone bent over the grass, shuddering slightly. As they stood up, Apollo wrinkled his nose to see that they had vomited what looked to be purely black liquid onto the ground. "Excuse me, are you alright there?" He called, not one to ignore someone who is in distress, if indeed this person was, judging by their seemingly illness.


 


"Ugh...Why does this always happen...?" Ink sighed, wiping the remainders of black ink on his mouth as he stood up. He soon heard a voice of a young man, asking if he's alright. "Don't worry, it happens when I get over excited. . ." He laughed sheepishly as he turned to see a young man wearing a black vest-suit and golden headphones. The human also had a golden gun with him. Does this AU take place in a steampunk era, maybe? Oh well, maybe he knows where this place is and how did he end up here. He didn't seem to have come from a puddle of ink somewhere. "Howdy there, human!" He introduced, stretching out his hand for a little shake. "You called?" he smiled, winking as he said his usual line whenever he accidentally stumbled upon an AU.
 

"Erm, hello there," Apollo said cautiously, even more so when the stranger addressed him as a 'human'. What then, is this person? The gears began to turn inside his head, and he quickly suppressed them, not wanting to go into another intellect magic mode while in an unknown place and situation. He stepped forward, shaking the proffered hand. "Do you perhaps know where we are? I have somehow ended up here, and it is clearly nowhere near the city in which I live, considering the flora that is growing in this place."


 

 
Monokuma awoke lying face first on the ground


"Hmm? Where am I!?"


Monokuma shouted as he jumped up onto his feet and began to survey the surrounding area.


He looked around to see a female with purple hair and an unusual look on her food stuffed face.


"Hey! You! Where is this place?!"


Monokuma waved his hands and jumped up and down trying to get her attention but gave up and began to walk over.


It would take him forever to move around at this rate, his small feet made quiet thumping sounds on the earth beneath him as he travelled the land.
 
Count Duckula


Count duckula looked over at snake "what about you?" he asked wanting to make sure everyone was coming.


Teddy Ruxpin


Teddy looked at the map confused before suddenly having an idea "oh i forgot!" he cried pulling a pouch out from his vest and pulling one of the crystals gimic had been testing on. he positioned it so the sun went through it and landed on the map, suddenly the ,map burst with colors soon reavling a map of where we were


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Darkness.


That was all she remembered, prior to the events of waking up. She was going through a rip like usual, her dull blue eyes fixed on the light at the end of the tunnel. A part of her wished, hoped, desperately prayed that this rip would take her to her old home.


As she entered the light, all she should could see was white...and then darkness. When she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar place. She gripped her Black Jade, stood up and began to look around. Was this her old home? She didn't remember anything about her past life; not even her first name.
 
"Ugh...Why does this always happen...?" Ink sighed, wiping the remainders of black ink on his mouth as he stood up. He soon heard a voice of a young man, asking if he's alright. "Don't worry, it happens when I get over excited. . ." He laughed sheepishly as he turned to see a young man wearing a black vest-suit and golden headphones. The human also had a golden gun with him. Does this AU take place in a steampunk era, maybe? Oh well, maybe he knows where this place is and how did he end up here. He didn't seem to have come from a puddle of ink somewhere. "Howdy there, human!" He introduced, stretching out his hand for a little shake. "You called?" he smiled, winking as he said his usual line whenever he accidentally stumbled upon an AU.



"Erm, hello there," Apollo said cautiously, even more so when the stranger addressed him as a 'human'. What then, is this person? The gears began to turn inside his head, and he quickly suppressed them, not wanting to go into another intellect magic mode while in an unknown place and situation. He stepped forward, shaking the proffered hand. "Do you perhaps know where we are? I have somehow ended up here, and it is clearly nowhere near the city in which I live, considering the flora that is growing in this place."


 


having been lost for quite some time, Artorias hears two voices too the left of him, quickly running in the direction of the voices, he discovers a human and a strange skeleton. he looks down and puts his blade over his shoulders. "Hello there,.. i come with no ill intent..do you know where we are?" his voice was deep and distorteted, and it took quite a bit of work for him too speak. he was rather rusty at speaking the English language.
 
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having been lost for quite some time, Artorias hears two voices too the left of him, quickly running in the direction of the voices, he discovers a human and a strange skeleton. he looks down and puts his blade over his shoulders. "Hello there,.. i come with no ill intent..do you know where we are?" his voice was deep and distorteted, and it took quite a bit of work for him too speak. he was rather rusty at speaking the English language.


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She heard the voice to the right of her. It was not one she had ever heard before, or remembered. She walked in that direction, holding up the Black Jade to her face, its soft green glow illuminating both her pale skin and the pathway she took.


Upon discovering the three, she stops, slowly lowering the Black Jade. "Who are you." She said to them in her flat voice. "Where are we."
 
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She heard the voice to the right of her. It was not one she had ever heard before, or remembered. She walked in that direction, holding up the Black Jade to her face, its soft green glow illuminating both her pale skin and the pathway she took.


Upon discovering the three, she stops, slowly lowering the Black Jade. "Who are you." She said to them in her flat voice. "Where are we."

Artorias neck gives a snapping sound as he looks at the girl with the black jade.


"i should be asking the same thing,. who are you?" he was not liking how many people was showing up. the more there are, the more chance of a fight.
 
She begins. "She usually refers to herself as The Black Anima, but, through her observations, she has noticed that most call her Anima." She said this with the same deadpan expression on her face, as if it were completely normal to refer to yourself in third-person.


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Allie Johnson


Allie looked at Snake, waiting for an answer "Not much of a talker are you, Snake guy? Should we go anyway... Uh... You said your name was... 'Duckula'?"


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The Enchantress


The Enchantress examined the map as carefully as possible. She didn't seem to recognize where she was or anything on the map what so ever. She could tell there was a forest, a town, and some other things on there. "Is that the 'Grundo'?" She asked pointing at the town on the map.



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Anima looks down at her blue shoes. She noticed how scuffed and dirty that the tips were. She made a mental note to find a river to wash her clothes soon. Her maroon skirt had mud stains, her purple blouse wrinkled and turned into a darker shade of its usual bright purple from how filthy it was.
 
"Perhaps," Anima begins. "The Black Anima should figure out where she and everyone else is." With that, she walked around, looking for the nearest rip in the shadows to go through. She found none, it being too bright out and not enough covered areas for shadows, and therefore rips, to form.


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"She does not know. All The Black Anima remembers is going through a rip, and then darkness." She stares on ahead, looking like she was spacing out, but in reality, she was empty inside. Her whole body was numb; no fear, no anger, no regret, nothing.


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"Perhaps," Anima begins. "The Black Anima should figure out where she and everyone else is." With that, she walked around, looking for the nearest rip in the shadows to go through. She found none, it being too bright out and not enough covered areas for shadows, and therefore rips, to form.


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Artorias takes note of her emptiness, and silently watches her leave."Goodbye." afterwards, he faces the other two again."Where were we?"


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Diego Brando


 


"Mangaka?  Isn't that a Japanese term for a guy who makes comics?"  Diego snickered at Rohan, not even trying to hide his amusement.  "Sounds like kid stuff to me, I think if I had to choose between a comic or a real book, I'd pick Moby Dick any day."  That's when he saw it, and when he did he almost couldn't believe it.  How could he have been so blind as to not notice the huge bleeding scar on Rohan's face?  "Hey, are you alright?  It looks like you lost an argument with a cougar.."  Just from looking at it, Diego could tell he had seen scratches like that before.  It could've been a cougar, if a cougar had three claws.  Diego had a bad feeling about this guy, but he thought he'd stick around a bit longer to see what he could learn from him.


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"Erm, hello there," Apollo said cautiously, even more so when the stranger addressed him as a 'human'. What then, is this person? The gears began to turn inside his head, and he quickly suppressed them, not wanting to go into another intellect magic mode while in an unknown place and situation. He stepped forward, shaking the proffered hand. "Do you perhaps know where we are? I have somehow ended up here, and it is clearly nowhere near the city in which I live, considering the flora that is growing in this place."


 


"Huh...Guess you're as lost as I am..." Ink took his massive brush, painting the grass where he vomited green again with ease. As he stroked the brush, flowers incidentally bloomed in place, making it a bit...Pleasant to see. "But I'm guessing it's one of those 'find what happened' situations which I rarely see in the AUs." Ink continued, placing back his brush back in his back.He noticed he might go blabbing on and on about the existence of other AUs and might be found out. Well, he just got here. That doesn't give him enough information to go off to know what this Universe truly is. Ink noticed another human, one wearing silver armor with a blue scarf. "Oh, hey there!" He greeted cheerfully, "Artorias, was it?" He overheard their conversation earlier as he rested his hand on his hands. "The name's Ink! . .And we're both lost." He sighed, he turned to the human in the vest suit, "So, what's your name, human?" he asked, eager to know his name.


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Diego Brando


 


"Mangaka?  Isn't that a Japanese term for a guy who makes comics?"  Diego snickered at Rohan, not even trying to hide his amusement.  "Sounds like kid stuff to me, I think if I had to choose between a comic or a real book, I'd pick Moby Dick any day."  That's when he saw it, and when he did he almost couldn't believe it.  How could he have been so blind as to not notice the huge bleeding scar on Rohan's face?  "Hey, are you alright?  It looks like you lost an argument with a cougar.."  Just from looking at it, Diego could tell he had seen scratches like that before.  It could've been a cougar, if a cougar had three claws.  Diego had a bad feeling about this guy, but he thought he'd stick around a bit longer to see what he could learn from him.


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Rohan Kishibe


"Not exactly a cougar, but a bear." Rohan sighed, lying as he grabed his hankerchief and wiped the blood from earlier. He must not know what happened earlier...No, Heaven's Door should've erased traces of that memory, but I guess the large claw mark on his face kinda gave it away. "I was lucky that this was the only wound I got from it, other wise, I would be dead." He finished wiping the blood off, and shoved the napkin back at his pocket. "It was kinda slow for it's size..."
 
Diego narrowed his eyes at Rohan, his suspicion only growing at the obvious lie.  "Yeah, lucky.."  The racer stood up and brushed himself off, then began limbering up by stretching.  This man, there was something about him that was nagging at Diego.  If.. No, when he figured it out, what was he going to do then?  Forget it, he thought, when the time comes I'll deal with it.  For now though, he had to try and piece together how the hell he ended up here when he should be in the Steel ball Run.  "Hey, Rohan, was it?  You're in the same situation as me, aren't you?  I want to figure out how the hell we got here and, more importantly, how we get back.  If this was one of your Japanese comics books, what would our next move be?  I think wandering around aimlessIy  is a good one, but I might as well ask for your opinion if we're going to stick together."


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Leon D.S. Geeste


 


"Since you keep asking, I'm a Fellpool. We're everywhere on Earth. I doubt Japan is excluded from that fact."


 


Leon repeated the words from earlier, dripping heavily with doubt as to her statement. No, there was no chance that this girl was from Earth. Not in the manner he had originally taken her to mean anyway. As he prepared to share his theory again he couldn't help but notice a subtle change in her expression. She seemed uneasy, as if they had just experienced some kind of overt threat.


 


"It seems you both underestimate me.." Kira's deep voice broke the tense silence, causing him to spin around and take in the sight of the man's impressive height. Once more his eyes rested on the uniquely gruesome pattern printed onto his tie, and yet again a chill ran down the boy's spine. Yet unbeknownst to Leon something was different this time. His stomach began to feel uneasy in a particular way, a sensation he had felt only twice before in his life. Death. Why here? Why now? In the midst of his confusion the back of his mind recalled an unknown speaker mentioning something of a 'game' yet he found himself unable to piece the events back together, their previous encounter now wiped away by Killer Queen's powers.


 


"W-Who are you?" Leon managed to stutter out the question, deep blue eyes shooting between the now unknown serial killer and the time manipulating girl. She spoke to him by name mentioning battles. Murder. Was this 'Kosaku' a person she knew prior to arriving in this strange place? His subconscious tried to recall the trauma they had just went through, the terror of her being blown apart right before his very eyes now having etched a scar onto his soul. Yet it was to no avail, only conjuring up a lingering sense of dread at the sight of the person he had just recently considered an ally. Doubting Homura he placed his tome onto his palm, preparing to open it for an attack as he quickly retreated from her immediate reach as well. Now an equal distance from one another they made a small triangle formation, the small mage hastily considering his next move as Kira continued to speak. "I don't care about your life story," Leon spat, the stand-user making him increasingly bitter as he explained his dream of a peaceful life. To so brazenly state his violent tendencies and cause incidents then claim to want such a thing was nothing less than cowardice.


 


With one last coin flip the object floated in mid-air only a few inches away from the man. Leon found himself scanning Kosaku's figure from top to bottom. Unless he had some tattoos hidden this was not symbology. For a brief instant the thought popped into his head that he may have been associated with the enemies that he and the rest of Brother Claude's group had defeated, but as he began to humor the concept the coin was now slowly floating toward his direction as if flicked by an unknown force.


 


"No!" This single word was all he could manage to let out as he flipped his book open once more. No taunt, no comical cry of a spell name. Just a moment driven by pure instinct to react with the first action to come to mind. Just before the object exploded a humanoid figure appeared in front of him, the smell of wet garbage and expired flesh filling the air as the reanimated corpse let out a low growl of deep melancholy and pain. With a loud boom the coin exploded sending Leon flying backward, rolling across the ground in whirlwind of flailing limbs before skidding to a stop several feet away. His signature lab coat now had a large section of the fabric torn and tattered at the bottom, several deep black stains covering him as the remnant of the monster he summoned spread out in every direction. Every part of his body now had a dull ache, and his face now was painted with several thin lines of bright red running down from the top of his head. Reaching out with his hand he pressed the tips of his fingers on his book, dragging it across the grass and hugging it tightly as he lay on the ground.


 


"I'm not..." Leon spoke weakly, tears fillings his eyes as he tried to gather his strength to move and launch a counter attack. "I won't let you." Laboring to locate his attacker was a failed effort as his vision was blurred severely, his head still ringing from the impact. It was impossible to distinguish where anyone was now, only noticing a tiny hint of a pink and blue figure in the distance. Thinking nothing of it in his disoriented state he slowly rolled over onto his side, attempting to disregard the taste of blood that was now all too present.


 



 



 
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