Kingtallzilla

Hey… It’s been a while. I would’ve posted this four days sooner, but a recent tragedy occurred in my neighborhood. Anyway, four days ago, Game Theory dropped its video on FNAF: Secret of the Mimic, and I’ve got some good news and bad news. The good news is that after watching the video, I can confidently say I made the right call going on hiatus months ago. The bad news is that after seeing it, I realized the hiatus will be longer than I expected. We’re looking at not one, not two, but three videos covering Secret of the Mimic. It’s so massive that it’s being presented in a timeline format, just like Game Theory’s Ultimate FNAF Timeline. The game is that big. The way I see it, I’ll likely have to overhaul Into the Pizzeria once the third video drops—especially since my personal rule is to use Game Theory’s videos (along with the books and the movie) as reference. The Ultimate FNAF Timeline was my line in the sand to avoid using outdated theories. So that means Mascot Co won’t be resuming until October at the earliest. I’m really sorry about that. On the plus side, I’ve got a new chapter coming soon in another story: The Wheels of Fate Are Turning, part of the BlazBlue: Cross Rogue Effect series—and I’ve got a sneak peek ready:

“Hello, brother… or should I even call you that?”

Gasps erupted between the Blades and Strikers the moment Jin said those words.

“Brother?!”

Ragna and Jin sighed simultaneously.

“I’m surrounded by anemic interdimensional tourists.”

“Not gonna lie… between your sword and your power, you were the last person I wanted to see.”

Ragna spotted another familiar face.

“And you have Tsubaki too. No surprise there.”

The Strikers raised their eyebrows.

“More of Ragna’s denizens? And… why do the other people surrounding the two look familiar?”

Tsubaki gasped. “So you are from my world—or an alternate version of it.”

Ragna raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by ‘so you are from my world’? Out of everyone from the NOL, you were my third biggest pain in the ass.”

Tsubaki gasped. “Third biggest?! What have I ever done to you?”

“What did you—” Ragna stopped himself with a sudden realization. “Wait a minute… Do you… remember my name?”

That’s when the shoe finally dropped on Ragna, as Tsubaki answered with a shake of her head.

“Oh… God.”

Jin sighed. “As you can see, Tsubaki has amnesia. In fact, the people you see before me all have amnesia.”

Ragna then looked at the other Blades, and unsurprisingly, did not recognize a single one.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Don’t tell me… you four aren’t even from my world?”

The Blades shook their heads. Another fallen shoe for the Strikers.

“They’re like us?!” Akihiko and Yang asked.

“Explains the sense of familiarity,” Blake and Seth answered.

“This looks like a job for diplomacy,” Mitsuru thought as she stepped forward.

“Seems we share a common predicament. Are you familiar with the word… Keystone?”

“You mean this?”

Jin produced the yellow shard, making the Strikers stare in awe.

“Jin has a shard?! This could be either really good or really bad, depending on his intentions with us… well, me more accurately.”

Mitsuru smirked. “I won’t have to explain myself then. We need that shard, and it’s clear that you need it too. Why don’t we team up to get our memories back?”

Jin put the shard away.

“What’s your name, ma’am?”

“Mitsuru Kirijo.”

“Hmph. Your proposal is logical, but the shard gave me a little food for thought. We’re dealing with a multiverse crisis, meaning all forms of the universe are popping up all over the place: past, present, future, and even alternate. I would normally tell the difference easily with the power of Order, but with the growing entropy in the air, my power is handicapped to a self-harm degree, and it will only get worse.”

Ragna narrowed his eyes. “What are you trying to say?”

“Let me ask you a question, ‘brother.’ Without my power, how can I tell if you really are Ragna—and not some alternative version of him? For all we know,” Jin readied his blade, “you might be an evil version of him.”

Everyone readied their weapons, much to Mitsuru’s growing disappointment and Tsubaki’s slight panic.

“Now hold on a minute!” she turned toward Jin. “Jin, while you’re not wrong about the possibility, they’re offering a—”

“Don’t bother, Tsubaki,” Ragna interrupted as he drew his sword. “It’s clear that Jin already made up his mind. It’s not like I have the best track record with alternative counterparts anyway.”

“But you’re brothers—family! Do you really want to do this?!” Tsubaki yelled, wavering at everyone’s resolve.

“Ragna… Jin…” Akihiko and Orie spoke up. “She has a point.”

The brothers sighed, then Jin spoke first.

“Even if he’s my world’s true brother—who’s supposed to be dead.”

Yukianesa was drawn, much to everyone’s shock at that revelation about Ragna.

“You’d be surprised by the many times we crossed blades.”

“Yeah, from the moment I woke up, I knew it was less a matter of if I ran into you, and more of when.”

Ragna’s Aramasa was drawn.

“And if Celica and Noel are watching…”

“I only have one thing to say in this matter.”

A nun and a blonde, green-eyed girl appeared in their minds.

“Mother… Sister… forgive me.”

Jin jumped. “Your stubborn elder son and brother.”

Ragna jumped as well.

“ARE AT IT AGAIN!”

They finished their thoughts as their blades clashed, signaling the start of the fight like a bell.

*CLANG!*

Every now and then, you’re asked to write something that forces you to stop hiding. This is one of those moments.

Dear Creative Me,

You called yourself a failure once.

You said you destroyed two career paths—one by arrogance, one by fear—and that if you ruined a third, you wouldn’t know what would happen. You were scared. You still are.

But the truth is, you never stopped trying.

Even after disappointment turned into silence, and silence into shame, you kept writing. You built worlds when the real one felt too tight. You reshaped familiar stories because maybe if you could make sense of them, then you could make sense of yourself.

You’ve lied to your parents. You’ve blamed yourself for things that were never fully in your control. You’ve looked in the mirror and hated the reflection more times than you can count.

But in spite of all of that—you never let your creativity die.

It’s the one thing that remained yours. It wasn’t a job. It wasn’t for school. It wasn’t for them. It was the one voice you didn’t silence. The one part of you that didn’t cave in under the weight of expectations or regret.

You said you wanted to become someone new by January 28th, 2028. Not because you hate who you are—but because you believe there’s still something more in you. Something better. Something real.

Let this be the proof that you’re on your way.

This letter isn’t a finish line. It’s a checkpoint. A hand on your shoulder saying: keep going. You’ve faced worse and survived. Now it’s time to build something from those scars. Make stories from what you thought were endings. Make meaning from the mess.

You’re not too late.

You’re just getting started.

📜 WANTED by the Novus Orbis Librarium

Name: Ragna the Bloodedge Alias: Grim Reaper, Azure Outlaw, Professional Property Damage Crimes:

High-level treason against the Librarium

Repeated destruction of branch facilities (with style)

Unauthorized possession of the Azure Grimoire

Existing as a universal anomaly

Allegedly punched a god (twice)

Bounty: ¥90,000,000,000

Warning: Subject is armed, extremely dangerous, and somehow cooler than you.

If seen, do not engage. Do not talk. Do not think edgy thoughts.

Instead, run. Then tell us where you saw him. Then run again.

✨ Title: Memory Fractures – Micro-Fic Sample

The world around them was cracked glass—timelines bleeding into one another, memories whispering false promises in their ears. She turned to him, the glow of a thousand failed histories burning in her eyes. "Do you remember me?" she asked, voice steady. His silence was answer enough. Somewhere beyond the shattered sky, the wheels of fate continued to turn, unbothered.

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💥 Multiverse / Crossover Chaos

A character wakes up in a timeline where they lost a battle they remember winning.

Two rival leaders are forced to team up during a boundary collapse.

A lone survivor from a collapsed world tries to reclaim their memories.

A "what if" moment: What if the hero became the villain instead?

🎭 Emotional Rivalry & Character Moments

After years apart, two former enemies meet by chance in a ruined city.

Training partners fall out over one critical decision—one must walk away.

A character writes a letter they never intend to send… until someone finds it.

Sparring match gone wrong—or too right—and what they don't say afterward.

🕊️ Soft Moments & Found Family

First snow after the war. Two survivors try to build a snowman, but just talk about the past.

Sleepy morning after an all-night mission—quiet confessions between teammates.

Cooking together… and realizing halfway through neither of them can cook.

Rescuing a lost pet during a mission, and the resulting arguments over who gets to keep it.

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Fandom Idea Example BlazBlue: Carl/Nirvana soft post-battle moment

Persona: Wild Card meets a forgotten Persona

Under Night: Linne and Hyde discuss regrets after a battle

Senran Kagura: Asuka and Homura train under falling cherry blossoms

RWBY: Team RWBY fighting a horde of Grimm

The boundary's not done breaking—and neither am I.

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Hazama Honoka was last seen falling through a cauldron to search for a new possibility. What would be the odds that he'll end up landing in a multiverse threat level possibility, complete with familiar and new faces?

The Wheels of Fate are Turning

The multiverse is unraveling. Old threats return. New powers rise. And beneath it all, the wheels of fate are turning once more—and no one can stop them

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📢 If you’re into crossovers, BlazBlue post-canon drama, Carl Clover character development, or emotional chaos with plot, this is your moment.

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The boundary is broken. The keystone is shattered. Carl Clover stands at the center of a war that spans across worlds—and he’s not alone.

My latest fanfic, “Can’t Escape From Crossing Fate,” picks up after BlazBlue: Central Fiction and throws characters from Persona, Under Night, Arcana Heart, and more into a high-stakes multiversal spiral.

This fic is packed with:

Carl Clover’s descent into morally complex antagonist territory

Nirvana at his side, always

Cross-universe captures, warping, and confrontation

Rachel’s fall, Ragna’s shadow, and new horrors beyond the boundary

I’ve been sitting on this story for a while, and I’m finally ready to share it.

🔗 Read it on AO3 or FanFic.net: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64735561/chapters/166331368 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14461262/1/Can-t-Escape-From-Crossing-Fate