#eaps au

Also yes Eclipse's plushie forms hands are different in these doodles but this is before he changed into his "true" form which caused his little plushie hands to be more detailed(?)

Mars would piss off nearly the entire group by telling Dollia, Star, Daisy and Jack that they're virus spawn, point blank. And he'd tell the Stitchlings and Dazzle that he sure as hell doesn't envy them being adopted kids of Eclipse scum. Helpy wouldn't tolerate it because his uncle's an Eclipse. And even if he weren't included in the slander, Simba would be especially pissed because his father's also an Eclipse (even if he doesn't use that name) and one of his dearest family friends is an Eclipse.

And Mars wouldn't listen to any of them try to tell him off, but he especially wouldn't take Simba's protests seriously because he's a Sun model. He'd treat Simba to the very infantilization Dim treated Poppy to, and he's only going to incite even more fury among the others by stating, "Of course a Sun wouldn't understand why Eclipses are only scum, you're built to be be naive."

"Excuse me?!"

And Void would only make things worse by chiming in with, "Funny to know Suns are pathetic across the multiverse- Dad taught me that they're weak cowards! Aside from Uncle."

Jack, immediately: "Our Pa literally torched your dad into fucking ash with his magic!"

And while he and Void throw hands, Mars is getting dogged by Star, Dollia, the Stitchlings, Helpy, Dazzle and especially Simba for ridiculing Sun models for being "easily manipulated" while blindly believing everything his dad says, no question.

The others would all get along pretty well, though. Star would be really excited to meet other Eclipse kids and ask about their parents, curious how different Eclipses can be across the dimensions. She'd be surprised that Dollia and the Stitchlings and Daisy both have pretty similar Eclipses? Who were villains tormenting Sun and Moon before dying a few times and then letting go of vengeance to settle down and have a family or find a partner. Although apparently one had the kids before finding a partner and the other had a partner before having Daisy.

Star would be a little envious that their Eclipses changed before having them, and things were alright for their childhoods despite the murky past of their parents. She'd be even more envious to know that they weren't kept in the dark about those pasts for as long as Star had been, and when Andrew asks how bad her dad could have been-

"He used the Newton Star to reset the dimension back to its natural state, killing an uncountable number of people so he could rule the world like a god while torturing those who stood against him."

"... O h."

"He's changed for the better, thank mom, but finding out the true history of "paradise" only a year ago has me fucked up. I can't see him the same way..."

Dollia would be curious and, knowing they were born rather than adopted, ask Daisy and Star what methods they use to stifle the homicide code and keep under control when it's agitated.

Daisy would cheerfully chime in with, "Oh, I go hunting or exercise! It helps a ton getting to kill animals and sate that need, and the exercise helps regulate my energy and distract myself when I'm struggling with my thoughts. I prefer softball especially."

Star on the side "W h a t-"

To their shock, Star didn't inherit the homicide code. At most, she has to deal with impulsive thoughts that beckon for her to eat gems or coins and set things on fire.

"So. Dragon instincts." Dollia looks her over with a sigh. "Y'know, that does indeed track. But hope you don't mind me saying, lucky motherfucker."

"No, that's valid."

Dollia leans against a wall with her arms crossed, sighing. "I try to distract the homicide code with working on machinery or chugging FizzyFaz to kill my hunger- Dad hates when I do it and he tells Father not to do it, too, but... It works, and I'd rather be hurt than hurt anyone else." Then her brows furrow. "Do you know how your dad handles it, Star? I mean, Father said the even the Newton Star couldn't erase the homicide code without resetting the animatronic, so yours still has his, yeah?"

"Y- yeah, he does, but... He doesn't like talking about it," Star murmurs, rubbing the back of her neck. "Him telling me it existed and how it worked was the last we ever spoke of it, and that was a year ago."

"Damn. Well, at least I got some perspective from Daisy. I'll have to talk to Father about, I dunno, going hunting? We can leave the 'plex. We're not s'posed to, but they've literally never cared about Fazbears' rules. Those rules are what made Dad's life so miserable for so long."

And at this point, Mars would butt in just to remark, "You know a better way to settle the homicide code? Just kill some miserable humans."

"Hey, so, fun fact? We weren't talking to you."

Daisy frowns, mumbling, "That's not allowed in my household- Papa made Dad promise to stop killing humans and they raised me not to unless I was defending myself."

Star and Dollia, exchanging glances, then the sucks in air through her teeth. "Yeahh, so. I'm not big on killing humans because, like, ninety percent of my family is ex-human."

"Come again??" Star questions, blinking.

"Oh, you didn't realize? Yeah, we're dead kids," Andy says from the side-lines.

"After we died, Father found my and Andy's spirits, and he made us all bodies that look like our human bodies," Jake adds.

"And Dad is a dead adult, he's just more comfortable looking like a puppet model," Andrew mumbles, not sharing much more out of respect to Arnold's privacy.

"Huh. My Grandpa's a human, but he's still alive," Mars replies before looking to Dollia and smirking. "Still doesn't stop me and Ma from ripping up miserable humans. The world will be a better place when they're all gone anyway."

"And after what you said to me and my interdimensional siblings, why exactly do you think I'm going to listen to the likes of you? Get lost, Yogi Bear."

"The hell did you just call me-"

Star would be a bit unsure of herself when it comes to talking to Millie, the daughter of the rebel leader in another life. But since her Dad's been making negotiations with the rebels for a while now she would take the leap, introducing herself and complimenting Millie's earrings, and quickly realize...

They have a little bit in common! Both are lowkey fed up with their dads, albeit for different reasons. Star would listen to Millie lament not being able to go camping by herself and having to go with her dad, rolling her eyes. "Ugh, seriously? They wouldn't even consider trusting you enough to let you go alone? "Oh, but the boys, the boys-" you could kick their asses if they were gross, and it's stupid that your parents wouldn't realize that you just wanted to hang with your friends. Not everything is about... That stuff. Ugh."

Simba would also be hesitant to talk to Millie, but watching Star do it and seeing that Millie's nice, he'd try to join in and they'd all have a lot to talk about between their fondness of music and fashion. Not to mention, Star would be curious about Simba's papa and Simba would be curious about Millie's dad. He's not well acquainted with the Monty native to his dimension, and... Everything he's heard about the Monty from Ruin's dimension makes him nauseous to even think about.

So hearing Millie have a lot of good to say about her dad, even with her grievances about how clingy and overprotective he can be, reassures his anxiety. And for Star, well... Hearing that Sun's has still had a troubled life in Simba's dimension makes her heart ache for him, but she's glad to know that he's made a wonderful family for himself.

Having been eavesdropping, Void would step in and- while trying to feign disinterest- ask Star, "And what about your dimension's Sun, huh? Seems like you're real close with him, for some reason."

"I am. And the reason why is because he's one of my closest friends. Hell, he practically raised me alongside Dad," Star states firmly, glaring at the other until she asks,

"Wait, is Sun your mom, then? You talked about a mom earlier."

"No, I-" She sighs. "It's a joke between me and Dad. He wished for a child with the Newton Star and I like to say the Newton Star is my mom, because he gets really pissy about it for some reason. I mean, I wouldn't mind Sun being my parent but if he got married to my Dad, I think that would be..." She squints. "... Maybe the same, actually. 'Cause Sun is Dad's personal servant, he cooks and cleans for him, and he handles a lot of royal business for Dad and takes care of Dad when he gets sick, too."

"But I'm guessing your father doesn't do anything for him in return?" Simba asks, wincing as Star shakes her head a bit.

"I mean, he's way kinder to Sun than he used to be, he lets Sun leave the castle independently and he's free to do whatever he wants as a citizen of Paradise but, he's still a servant to Dad, and Dad's not big on looking after anyone but me like that."

"Ah."

"Wait, you have a castle?!" Void questions, eyes brightening with interest. "How big is it?!"

"It's too big, frankly," Star scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Dad was hella compensating when he built it." Then she looks at Void and asks, "Why, where do you live?"

"In my Uncle's lab, in a pocket dimension where the Astrals can't get us. It's cool, but now I'm definitely talking to him about making us a castle!"

"Suuure."

"So, if you live in a castle... Are you, like, a princess or something, Star?" Millie asks, exchanging confused looks with Simba as the draconic animatronic openly grimaces.

"Ugh. Technically, yes. I'm the "Princess of Paradise," but please don't call me anything but my name, because the whole "princess" schtick is nauseating."

"Uh, alright."

"Why would you not demand they revere you as they should?" Void questions, tilting her head. "If you're a princess, you should make them kneel."

"I'd rather vomit, thanks."

"Tch, that's pathetic. Well, as a princess myself and a god, I'm not too shy to have these mortals worship me!" She turns to Simba and Millie, sneering at them. "So, are you going to be good peasants and kneel before the dark star god, or will I get to use force?"

Simba just turns to Millie and remarks, "That actually explains a lot about her attitude."

Then Star would add, "Listen, you and your dad may be "dark star gods," but my Dad's the Lord of Paradise and my mom is an artifact with the ability to rewrite your atoms from the ground up. So get off your high horse and leave the others alone." And she'd elect to only call Void "princess" with the utmost derision, baffled by the fact that the derision completely goes over Void's head.

In terms of powerscaling- physically, Mars is the absolute strongest due to his size and Jack is second since he was built to fight, though that also gives Jack the advantage with his dagger fingers (which he was allowed to have back once he was old enough) and having learned self-defense from Solar.

Magically, Void is the strongest and Dollia is second. But Dollia has a lot more training in comparison, and additionally, Void is weak to positive Star power and magics of a similar nature while Dollia has no special weaknesses.

You might be asking, "Oh but she's fabric, wouldn't she be weak to fire?" And the answer is no, because her father specializes in fire magic that gives them resistance to that element, which she inherited.

Simba wouldn't be notably powerful, but he'd definitely inherit Ruin's cunning in a fight and the ability to keep getting back up when he's knocked down.

And thinking about it, he'd use a lot of British isms like Ruin does. Helpy would definitely remark on it, saying, "Oh, you sounded like the CEO for just a moment! Out of curiosity, what do you watch sports on?"

"Er, I'm not big on sports, honestly. Oh, but I love watching movies and playing video games with my parents- we have a huge, awesome TV in the entertainment room for it!"

"So you don't call it a telly?"

"No?"

"How about soccer? Fries?"

"I. I call it soccer and fries. I mean, my Dad's British, yes, but he doesn't ignore American terminology for those things- he just says some phrases that I suppose I picked up."

"Ah, I'm sorry to hear that. Er- joking, sorry. It's a gag in my family, because, er, our CEO isn't a nice fellow!"

"... Your CEO is your dimension's Monty, right?"

"He is. Why do you ask?"

"N- no reason." Just wondering how not nice he is, exactly...

"If it makes you feel better, Dad is completely capable of kicking the gator's ass without breaking a sweat. He's the strongest animatronic I know!"

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There is a certain kind of energy or magic in this world that causes inanimate objects to move on their own. This applies mostly to dolls, plushies, action figure, etc.

The objects dont stay small however, after a certain point of time (like a month after coming to life I suppose) their bodies will shift into their "true" forms. They are still made of the same materials their previous form possessed. These forms are much taller and typically more aggressive but this is due to the excessive amount of energy/magic that brought these objects to life. The energy will dissipate over time. They are still able to revert to their previous form to get around more easily but typically prefer their "true" forms.

Over time humans had figured out how to harness this power and used it to make their own "disfigured" What humans do once the disfigured forms is either gift it to their kids or something else entirely.

The disfigured are what humans had officially dubbed the the objects that come to life.

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Thats all I got for ramblings for now

I'll hopefully get those ref sheets done and posted soon, it really depends tbh-

Asks are appreciated as it helps motivate me! Not forcing ofc