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The amount of AUs this could be talking about! Agvthgxfhvgikxfyjxfhj!!!!! *Holds my Twins AU close to my heart*
I love the fact that I’m not the only one that has used them in an AU. The office AU is honestly great!!!!
*kicks down the door*
OH, PASTRA! WE HAVE CREATED ANOTHER BATSHIT CRAZY ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE AGAIN!!!
ONLY THIS TIME IT INCLUDES YOU AND YOUR LANKMANN!!!
We’re almost there y’all! The next one is going to be the last one!
Target Practice
(A DOAI Fanfic!)
Word Count: 2316
Warnings: A deer gets shot
Midnight ticked on the clock as soon as the movie was over. Alex turned to look at the time and sighed heavily. Spec was still sleeping on their lap, tears gone from their eyes. Alex didn’t want to disturb them, but they had to get some sleep as well.
So, they slipped their arms underneath Spec and gently picked them up. Alex held them close to their chest and scanned their Veldigun friend. “You’re really light…” Alex whispered, wrapping their arms around Spec to give them more security. “Come on, buddy. Let’s get to bed.”
Alex carried the Veldigun to their bedroom. They didn’t even bother to get pajamas on and just put Spec at the end of their bed. Then, Alex tucked themselves into their bed. Their eyes felt incredibly heavy due to the stress of the day, so they were able to quickly fall asleep.
Hours passed before Alex felt a sudden chill run down their spine, causing them to wake. Their eyes shot open, looking around the bedroom for any disturbances. The first thing they noticed was a weight laying on their legs. Alex looked over to see Spec’s sleeping body laying on top of their legs, which made them smile softly.
However, their next discovery wasn’t as wholesome. Alex noticed a chilly draft coming from their window. Looking over, they saw that the window was wide open. “I could’ve sworn I shut that window.” Alex whispered to themselves. “That’s because I crawled in.”
Alex flipped over to see Clyde standing in front of their closet. They quickly put a hand over their mouth to prevent a yelp. With a pounding heart, Alex was able to catch their breath. “Clyde?!” Alex whispered. “What are you doing in my house?!”
Clyde shrugged their shoulders. “I figured that we should train a bit tomorrow.” Alex raised their eyebrows. “Train with what?” Clyde snickered as they dug into the closet. Then, they pulled out a duffel bag. “With these!” The Veldigun then pulled out a plethora of guns. Rifles, glocks, handguns, and even some smaller weapons like machetes and mace.
Alex widened their eyes. “Where did you get all these?!” Clyde chuckled, place a hand on their chest. “I made a little visit to the police station. Don’t worry, you won’t have to deal with being a fugitive.” Alex couldn’t believe what they were hearing! “You killed them?!” Clyde could barely hold back a cackle. “Oh hush. I only sucked the souls out of the ones that were complicit with murder. I just bribed the rest with keeping their lives.”
Alex was about to retort before easing themselves. Although they weren’t supportive of what Clyde did, it was helpful and they only killed those who actively helped the foundation. Plus, what were they going to do about it? Whack Clyde on the nose and tell them ‘No! Bad buppy!’? Yeah…they didn’t think so.
“Well…Thanks.” Alex spoke in an uncomfortable tone. Clyde seemed to take satisfaction in that. “Well, you’re welcome.” The large Veldigun shook their head and turned around. “Look, I know you don’t like me and I don’t blame you.”
Alex huffed, resting their back against the bed. “Just talk to them.” They stared at the ceiling and thought for a moment. “Why don’t you two try to talk tomorrow? If you’re going to help us train, we might as well make the most of it.” Clyde nodded. “I guess I could do that…Thanks.”
Alex shook their head and sighed. “You’re welcome. Now…get to bed,” Clyde chuckled before scurrying off. They decided to jump onto the couch, curl up, and fall asleep. Believe it or not, the Eastridge Demon can purr as well.
The sunlight shone through Alex’s, now closed, window. It shone right on their face, making them wake up almost instantly. Alex grumbled as they slid out of bed. They stretched, yawning in the process, then looked at the foot of their bed. Surprisingly, Spec was still sleeping peacefully. Alex smiled and gently petted them on the head. Then, they grabbed some clothes and headed to the bathroom to change.
When they finished getting ready, Alex gently nudged Spec’s arm. “Hmm…” Spec grumbled, flipping over. “Spec, time to get up buddy.” The Veldigun’s eyes slowly opened in a daze. “Hm? Alex?” Alex gently smiled at them. “Hey buddy, your brother’s here.” Spec weakly raised their head. “Clyde? I thought…they wanted nothing to do with me.”
Alex shook their head. “No. They’re here and they want to train us so we’ll be okay.” Their soft voice sounded really reassuring and safe to the Veldigun. Spec raised their head, a small smile appearing on their face. They opened and closed their clawed hands, clearly asking for something. Alex laughed gently. “Alright. Alright.” Then, they gently picked up the Veldigun and placed them on their shoulders.
The duo walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. Alex peered onto the table and saw a rolled up newspaper. A little idea popped into their head. They smugly grinned as they snatched the newspaper and walked over to the couch, where Clyde was sleeping.
“Get up, asshole.” With a quick wack, Clyde yelped and fell onto the floor. Spec giggled, technically squeaking, as Clyde scrambled to get up. “What the hell, man?” They growled and snapped their jaws. Clyde looked at the duo up and down, then snickered. “Y’all are dorks.” Alex raised an eyebrow and grinned. “Yeah, so what?”
Before they could continue their petty spat, Spec’s monitor started to buzz. “Oh! Lankmann’s calling!” Spec hopped off of Alex’s shoulders and scurried over to the screen. Alex and Clyde looked at each other, shrugged, then walked over to the monitor.
“Why hello there, Spector” The Hijacker greeted them. It squinted it’s eyes when Clyde and Alex became visible. “Oh, Clyde! It’s nice to see you again, buddy.” Clyde nodded. “Nice to see you too, Lankmann. It’s been awhile.” The Hijacker laughed, before looking at the three of them. “I’m guessing they know?” It said as it pointed at Spec. Alex nodded with a stoic expression. “Yes, they know and they want to help.”
The Hijacker sighed heavily. “I knew that they would find out eventually.” Spec winced and piped up. “I’m not useless, you know. I can help you guys.” The Hijacker slowly nodded. “I know. We just wanted you to stay safe.” Spec tilted their head and rumbled. “I know…but I don’t want my brother dead either.”
Clyde looked at them when they said that. A soft whimper escaped them. “I-I have a plan, Lankmann. I took some weapons and I figured I should train both Alex and Spec today to use them properly.” The Hijacker nodded and smiled. “That sounds like a great idea! Especially since the raid is gonna be tomorrow night. Try to train and plan today and let me know how it goes.” All three of them nodded before The Hijacker disappeared from the screen.
“Alright. Let’s get going.” Clyde huffed and stretched. “I’ll go grab the duffel bag. Meet me in the backyard.” Spec and Alex nodded and all three scurried off. After a few minutes, they all met in the backyard.
“Alex.” Clyde began to say. “Where would be the best place to shoot some guns in this damn county?” Alex squinted their eyes and sighed. “This place isn’t really a hunting town, but it is November…” Spec looked at Alex. “Deer season?” Alex nodded. “Deer season.” Clyde looked at the two of them. “Well, let’s head into the woods. Don’t worry about your license. The police won’t bother us anyway.”
Clyde, Alex, and Spec ventured deep into the wilderness, hoping to get far enough so their shots won’t be heard. They eventually stopped when there wasn’t a house in sight. “Alright.” Clyde puffed and panted. “I know we can’t really prepare fully, but the least I could do is have you practice your aim. Alex, do you know how to use a shotgun?”
Alex nodded. “I do. I’ve been hunting before, just not too many times.” Both Clyde and Spec nodded. Clyde put a hand into the duffel bag and pulled out a rifle, tossing it to Alex. Then they did the same for Spec. “There, I’m going to use my claws and powers to fight them, so I don’t need to do shit with these guns. Have at it. I’ll stand guard to make sure Herbert and those traitors don’t interfere.”
Alex shook their head and sighed. “Alright then…” Though, they had a plan in mind. Both Spec and Alex went to their desired hunting spots and began their training.
A few hours passed and nothing remarkable happened. Alex had collected a few deer, but Spec had collected none. They growled in frustration as they fiddled with the gun. Alex looked at them sympathetically then turned around and looked at Clyde, who was pacing back and forth.
“Psst. Clyde!” Alex hissed quietly. Luckily, this caught the large Veldigun’s attention. “What?” They spoke softly, as if something had been on their mind. Alex motioned towards Spec, who was trying to put more ammunition in. Clyde sighed nervously, understanding the assignment.
The large Veldigun walked over to their sibling. “Hey…Spec. What seems to be the problem?” Their voice was stiff and awkward. “I can’t seem to aim right.” Spec growled in agitation. “It looks like I’m right, but it misses completely!”
Clyde tilted their head curiously. “Show me how you aim.” Spec did as they were told and the problem was made clear. The smaller Veldigun’s hands shook rather harshly, which made Clyde worry. “Spec, you’re shaking too much. You can’t aim properly if you’re shaking.” Spec sighed and set the gun down. “I know…”
Clyde made a soft purr and sat down next to their twin. “I can tell when something is bothering you. So, what’s wrong?” Spec covered their face. “I’m not going to be able to do this. I’m too weak to even hold onto a gun! Let alone compared to you and the other Veldiguns.” Clyde made a soft, sorrowful purr as they wrapped an arm around them.
“I’m sorry I made you feel that way. Truth is, I don’t hate you or think you’re pathetic. I just…I just wanted you to stay away from this dreaded county.” Spec turned to look at Clyde as they continued. “I…I figured if I could make you hate me, then you wouldn’t put yourself in harm’s way. I know you. You’re stubborn and care too much about others. I…didn’t want to lose you too.”
Spec nodded, glad that they’re finally getting to talk with their brother. “I know that everyone here was just trying to keep me safe, but it’s not fair that you all have to suffer just because of me. Let me help you. I want to help you.” Clyde chuckled and held Spec close to them. “You’re too kind for this world.”
Spec giggled before looking at the gun in their hands. “I’m going to have to kill someone, aren’t I?” Clyde looked at them with a sympathetic expression. “Unfortunately, yes, but these people are horrible people. They have hurt and tortured others for a long time. What we’re doing is freeing them and destroying their captors.”
“This won’t be easy.” Spec said in a hushed voice. “It won’t, but guess what?” Spec turned to look at Clyde, who now smiled. “I’ll be here to help you when you need it…and your human partner too.” The last remark made Spec crack up. “Alex is a sweet person! You two just fight like cats and dogs.” Clyde tilted their head back and forth. “Yeah, yeah.”
A deer came into sight. It was far enough from them to where it couldn’t see them, but close enough in shooting range. With their calmed nerves, Spec raised the gun onto their shoulder. They shook slightly, but Clyde put a clawed hand on it to keep it still. “Steady…Steady.” Then, they moved their hand, so Spec could shoot.
A shot rang out in the forest and the deer dropped dead. “YES! Great job!” Clyde ruffled the top of Spec’s head, making them laugh. Alex smiled too, watching them from where they were perched. Clyde looked at their twin and Spec looked at them back with an eager smile. “Way to go, Spec. I’m proud of you.”
“So, how should we go about this?” Spec asked as they entered the house. “I mean, we need to have a plan, right?” Alex nodded and grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. They drew out a map of the foundation. “Already ahead of you.” Alex sighed as they finished.
Both Clyde and Spec looked over the map. “So…Winfrey is in room 66?” Clyde asked with a slight growl in their voice. “Precisely.” Alex said, putting the pencil away. “I figured that you should immediately head to the room while Spec and I rescue the patients.”
Both twins nodded before Spec piped up. “Where are the patients going to go? They still need to be taken care of.” Alex waved their hand. “I had The Hijacker book them into a hospital out of the county. They will be taken there after the raid.” This explanation seemed to suffice.
“I’m guessing that The Hijacjer is going to handle what’s in the lab?” Clyde asked, crossing their arms. “Yeah. It told me that it wants to handle it on it’s own, but it told me to help the experiments get out of there as well.” Clyde nodded, satisfied. “So, that’s it? We’re as prepared as we can be?” Alex shrugged and sighed. “Pretty much.”
Alex looked outside the kitchen window, gazing at the stars. “Are you just as nervous as I am?” Both twins nodded. “Who wouldn’t be?” Spec placed a hand on Alex’s shoulder. Clyde chuckled. “Try not to worry right now. It’s almost over now.”
In regards to The Message From The Sitcom AU Mods
I’ve just been informed that the Sitcom AU Mods have asked that we should stop using Pastra in our AUs for very valid reasons. They are a person and not a character and this could be dangerous in case if newer fans don’t catch up on that.
When it comes to the Twins AU, I’m still debating whether if I should take it down, but I do know one thing I’m going to do. I’m not going to make much more content for this AU. I’m going to finish my Veldigun Alex post and Headcanons since I already promised that I would do them and I may still do stuff with my Veldigun Alex, but that’s it.
I was looking forward to doing drabbles for this AU, but I respect Pastra so much more. Unless if they come out and say they are okay with them being in AUs, I’m not going to put them in any more content (outside of the headcanons) for the moment.
Should I keep this AU up or no?
Thank you to everyone who loved the AU!
I haven’t gotten any of them, cuz no money, but I’m either waiting for a Winfrey plush or a Clyde The Killer plush. (I hope that happens.)
Cannot wait for the doai Winfrey plush
Okay Y’all… (SPOILERS AHEAD.)
I just finished Pastra’s Jeff The Killer rewrite and HOLY SHIT!
I remember growing up on creepypastas. I watched video after video, audio after audio, and enjoyed every minute of it. I watched Creepy Gaming and HoodHoodlumsRevenge mainly and I came to know many different creepypastas. Fan-art and fan comics fascinated me and I even drew Tails Doll in my school to activate the Tails Doll curse. My obsession even went so far as to attempt to make a Tails Doll plush and even me and my friend made a shitty Sonic.exe plush.
As I got older though, I realized that most of the really popular creepypastas were complete shit. Granted, there were some good ones like Ben Drowned and No End House, but most of them were just lazy and romanized murder and other vile topics. Jeff The Killer was no exception. I’ve seen many people complain and be frustrated by how popular it was while masterpieces like Psychosis and The Showers were more underground. I remember every major criticism that the story had that completely tore any believability away from it.
But then Pastra rewrote and reworked the story. What once started as a story written for the sake of being edgy is not something genuinely terrifying that kept both me and my brother at the edge of our seat. Every criticism of the original was taken accounted for in the rewrite. From making Jeff’s appearance more realistic, but still iconic, to making it make sense why Jeff would “snap” and all the way to making it make more sense why Jeff was able to overpower people. Everything was considered.
And you want to know what the cherry on top was? It was the plot twist. The fact that Jeff didn’t snap at all. He was truly psychotic and not like a campy movie, “kills anyone they see”, psychotic, but a realistic and has a goal in mind psychotic. The ending was absolute perfection as we finally get to see Jeff’s point of view and his planning. The best part? That’s easily the fact that we don’t know who made it out alive.
Pastra, if you end up finding this, I want you to know that you are an excellent horror writer and have clearly done your research on this topic. I really hope it gets as popular, if not more, than the original and it gives me a lot of hope for your future projects. Take care of yourself and remember that you’re extremely talented.
If you were to rewrite a creepypastas, what would it be and how would you change it?
For me, I would do Ticci Toby. I would probably make Toby, his sister, and his mom have a strong, tight bond while I’ll make the step dad will still be abusive. His mom tries to help him with the bullying problem, but isn’t able to do much due to the shitty school system.
All the while, a mysterious cryptid is trying to reach him. Toby loves learning about urban legends, so he knows quite a bit about this cryptid…but he didn’t know that it was real.
And yes, this question was based off of the Jeff The Killer rewrite.
I don't know when or even if I'm going to make these, but here are some plush designs I came up with for some of Pastra's other characters!
Winfrey, Simon, and The Flock respectively
Dug up some photos of my Clyde plush from before he was finished
Each photo has varying levels of cursed energy in my opinion
Please enjoy this collection of plushies flopped face-down on whatever surface they're on
(Aside from Toy Bonnie, these guys were still being worked on)
Decided to draw Clyde in space today! Just felt like taking a character who's fun and easy to draw and having them explore the cosmos for a bit :)
Me and my family are moving house soon, and last night when I was packing up my books I impulsively decided to take some photos of these guys chilling in a box. (don't worry, these particular plushies aren't getting packed until the last minute)
"Hey... how ya doin'?"
Just a goofy little sketch of Pastra's character Jack :]
I don't know if I've shared these yet, but a little while ago I drew some of Pastra's characters as Care Bear Cousins!
I personally find it fun to try and compress different characters into that small, round Care-creature shape ^v^
So I wanted to see how many bracelets I could put on Clyde's arms...
The answer is a lot
Bonnie and Clyde or something
(I don't know, I'm not very familiar with US history)
I just realised that I've completely neglected to share these sketches of Simon (Pastra's character) I did a while ago