Okay but what if Amity park is an artificial town.
What I mean by that is what if in like the 50s it was a science experiment to see what happens if you put a bunch of people from a bunch of different places together. (its so diverse for a small town in the mid west. also it's called *Amity* Park.)
Most the people there or at least most who stayed are the kind of people who would up root their lives for science as such it is a very smart community, a community quite literally based in science.
After the first generation of kids is born the organisers of the experiment were asked if they tell the children what this town was made for or not.
They did not.
Iâm thinking Dannyâs gen is 3 or 4. the Fentonâs were outsiders who moved in because this small town just happened to be possiblly the most ecto dense place in all of America.
They were straight out of collage, they didnât care about all the papers they were made to sign to stay there. They have ghosts to hunt after all.
When the GIW get to Amity Park because of all the ghost attacks and are met with far more red tape than they thought they would. They are able to operate there and deal with the ghosts however they see fit, however certain buildings are under certain protections and they are not to disturb the people of Amity, they are not allowed to purposely sew seeds of doubt and distrust in the community.
The GIW know Danny Fenton is somehow tied to Phantom, likely working closely with him, giving the ghost all his tech and teaching him how to dismantle theirs. But they can never get to him let alone question him because he keeps enacting all these stupid rules for the experiment!
Danny knows nothing and is just living his life but heâs glad the GIW at least stays away from the school and the library.
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prompt: Turns out being bonded to an ecto-suit for years had a ghostly effect on Valerie. She struggles to come to terms with this development. @phantoms14
rah rah rah
She never stopped to consider what being physically bonded with her ghost hunting suit would do to her. She knew it was ghostly in nature, obviously, since a ghost had given it to her. But she never thought that it would be doing anything to her.Â
Ghosts can wear human clothes, why couldnât she wear something ghostly without it changing her?
She tried to deny it for a while. She thought her tracker was broken when it showed that there was always a ghost following her around no matter where she went.Â
She thought she was just tripping a lot until she saw one of her feet clip into the ground. She mustâve just been imagining things, her foot didnât go into the ground.Â
Or when her own eyes scared her in her bathroom mirror at night because they had just enough glow for her to see before she turned on the light.Â
She had been doing such a good job at ignoring all of that until the GIW got involved.
Valerie had been in the middle of hunting down a ghost. It was a blobby little thing with an odd looking collar on it. It was a slippery thing and Valerie was having a hard time keeping up with it as it flew all over Amity Park. She was starting to get tired.
But she had to catch it first.Â
âOver there!âÂ
Valerieâs head whipped to the side to look at the GIW agents that had arrived on the scene. The ghost she had been fighting convulsed, the collar around its neck shocking it. The ghost slunk over to the GIW agents and they captured it in their own thermosâ.Â
Her eyes widened.Â
They were using the ghost as bait to lure her. Why would they-
Suddenly, she was being shot at. A blast clipped her upper arm and she hissed.Â
âI landed a hit! Do we have the restraints ready?â
They were here to capture her. There was no reason for them to capture her if she wasnât ghostly in some way. She was different. All this time her suit was changing her. She wasnât-
Another blast was shot her way but this time she was pushed out of its path. She looked over her shoulder to see Phantom. He had his arms wrapped around her stomach and his eyes were squeezed shut.Â
She grabbed his wrist and pulled him off of her.Â
âCanât you see I already have something Iâm dealing with? I canât fight you too.âÂ
Phantom dodged a blast that was sent his way. âIâm not here to fight you! Iâm here to help you get away from them!âÂ
Valerie laughed. âYou think I believe that? I canât trust you.âÂ
He pointed at the GIW agents that were standing on the ground, still pointing their guns at them. âCan you trust them?â
She looked at the agents and didnât respond. She wrinkled her nose.Â
âNot anymore.âÂ
âExactly. Now, come on-â
A blast hit Phantom in the stomach and he hissed, doubling over as his hand shot up to hold it. Another blast was sent Valerieâs way and she dodged it.Â
âSo much for you helping me.âÂ
She grabbed onto Phantomâs ankle and activated her hoverboard's thrusters. Together they flew away. She ignored the shouts the GIW agents sent their way and the weight of why they were shooting at her was finally starting to settle in.Â
At first she didnât know where she was going. It wasnât until she had flown in her window in her apartment that she realized how far she had gone. She deactivated her hoverboard and let go of Phantomâs ankle. He fell to the ground and groaned.
âOw.âÂ
âYouâre a ghost. You couldâve just floated instead of falling.â
She started pacing back and forth in her room. There was no ignoring it now. If the GIW were coming after her- If they thought she was- then she must really be.Â
âVal.â
She ignored him and kept pacing. She didnât get why he always felt so comfortable around her. He always acted like they were friends.Â
âVal.âÂ
He couldnât understand what she was going through right now. He was just a ghost. Plain and simple. He couldnât understand that she was alive and being targeted by her own people. He would never-
âVal!âÂ
She jumped at Phantomâs shout and her head whipped to turn at him. He was looking at her with big, concerned eyes. His injury was already sealing itself shut.Â
âAre you okay?â
She barked out a hysterical laugh. âAm I okay? Am I okay! What do you think? It was just confirmed to me that I am something more than human now. I was targeted by the GIW. Theyâre not going to stop coming after me the way they go after you.âÂ
âI know the feeling.â Phantom mumbled.
âBut youâre a ghost!â She gestured at him. Theyâre supposed to go after you!âÂ
He frowned at that but she kept talking.
âIâm not a ghost! But they think I am. I donât know what that makes me. I donât know what I am.â
Her chest was heaving now. She stopped talking and just stared at him. He had a soft look on his face and he seemed very calm about this whole situation.Â
âWhat you are isnât bad.â Phantom said softly. âThere are others like you. Well, not completely the same. Theyâre probably more ghostly than you. But theyâre similar.â
She scoffed. âThere are other people who have become ghostly to the point the GIW chases them around?âÂ
âYep.â Phantom nodded. âExcept theyâre less becoming ghostly and are more so half. Half ghost.â
âHow can someone be half ghost?â She frowned at him. âDid someone fuck a ghost?âÂ
âWhat? No!â Phantom shook his head. âEw. I donât even know if that would be possible.âÂ
âHow is a half ghost created then?âÂ
Phantom shrugged. âI only know of three. One was created in a lab. You met her, Danielle?â
âYeah, I remember her.â Then her thoughts started churning. Her brows furrowed and she looked at the ground. âWait.â
âOh boy.â She saw Phantom float a couple feet away when she looked back up at him.
âAre you a half ghost? Are you like Danielle?âÂ
He waved a hand in the air in a so so motion. âKinda. Except I wasnât created in a lab. Well, thatâs where I died at least.âÂ
âHow can you be a half ghost if you died?â He wasnât making any sense.Â
He groaned and started pacing back and forth. âBecause I died but I didnât die. Itâs complicated. I donât know how or why it happened or why I was still some kind of alive afterwards. âÂ
âYouâre alive?â Her eyes widened.Â
âYeah. Thatâs kinda what being half ghost means.âÂ
âIf youâre still alive, why are you so terrible to the people of Amity Park all the time?â
His eyes widened and she could tell he was about to start getting angry at her. âWhat are you talking about?â
âYou ruin lives.â She took a step towards him. And then another until she was nose to nose with him. âYou cause all this property damage all the time. You hurt people.âÂ
âYou really think I do all of this stuff on purpose?â Phantom laughed straight into her face and then backed away from her. âI didnât ruin your life. I was trying to control Cujo. He was looking for a toy inside that facility that killed him. He hasnât caused any problems now that he found his toy has he?â
âThat doesnât-â
âAnd excuse me for not having it be my first instinct to go intangible when Iâm being thrown at something because I couldnât do that for the first fourteen years of my life. We couldnât focus on the part where everyone is always okay after the ghost fights.âÂ
âYou-â
âAnd anytime Iâve ever been seen hurting someone has either been a set up from another ghost, which youâre falling for still, or I was being controlled. By a human.â Phantom shrugged a really exaggerated shrug and threw his arms up into the air. âBut Iâm being terrible because Iâm trying to help people. Sure.âÂ
âHow can I believe you?â
The anger in his eyes grew even more. Without saying anything, a white ring appeared around his waist. Her hand went towards her blaster. Sheâd never seen this before.Â
It split and traveled along his body. As the rings separated, they revealed a very familiar outfit that a boy dear to her heart wore.Â
Her eyes widened and she took a step back as the ring passed over his face and Phantomâs green eyes were replaced with Dannyâs blue. And his white hair turned black.Â
She took another step away from him. Danny Fenton now looked at her with fury. She couldnât believe that him and Phantom could be the same.Â
She thought about that week that they spent together. How much of that was real? How much of it was manipulation?Â
âYou donât have anything to say?â
His voice startled her. It no longer had an echo to it, but she could tell that Danny and Phantom had the same voice now.Â
âThis whole time?â
He just nodded. âItâs been me this whole time. I wasnât trying to ruin your life.âÂ
Dannyâs shoulder deflated and he pressed his back against the wall and sunk down to the floor. He wrapped his arms around his knees.Â
âI never want to hurt anyone. I want to protect people from the ghosts. But people only ever see what they want to see. They always think I have some kind of agenda.âÂ
Valerie didnât know how to respond to that. She still didnât know if she could trust him. Danny had been lying to her this whole time. Even if he wasnât the evil ghost she thought he was, that was wrong in its own right.Â
But he looked so deflated and defeated, like heâd always known how Valerie would feel about this revelation. He wasnât trying to convince her of anything or debating her. He just told her what it was. How everything happened and what he wanted.
Valerie didnât think Danny, or at least the Danny she knew, would do that.
She sat on the floor next to him and still didnât say anything. She wasnât sure where to start. She looked at where her feet were on the ground in front of her.Â
âIâm not turning into some evil ghost, am I?â
Danny turned and looked at her. His eyes were soft. âNo, of course not. You wonât become anything besides yourself. Being a ghost doesnât automatically mean bad.â
She nodded and took a deep breath. Before she could stop it, she could feel the tears welling up and a few escaped her eyes before she took a shuddering breath and let it all out.Â
She could feel him shifting beside her, his arm raised and lowered a few times before she decided fuck it and leaned into him. She felt him jump and for a moment he didnât seem to know what to do with himself. Then he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.Â
She didnât know what all of this meant for her, but she knew Danny would be there with her through it all.Â
Tucker nudges her shoulder, Sam bumps him back. Pamela's not the only one feeling guilty; Sam and Tucker planned that haunted house, too. Jazz doesn't say anything. Just because she's good at reading emotions doesn't mean everyone wants her help with them. Danny has no choice as her little brother, but Sam and Tucker aren't quite friends.
"Let me know if anything changes in Amity? Ghosts show up, the GIW activity level changes, Red Huntress disappears, anything."
"We will," Sam promises.
"Ready to go, Jazz?"
Jazz looks over to her mom, standing on the sidewalk with Jack and Maurice Foley. Tucker's father is the more technical of the adults in the know, and so has been designated the keeper of FentonWorks while they're gone. Jazz is positive Tucker will have his own copy of the keys by the end of the day, if he doesn't already.
Jazz presses her lips together and looks up at the house. Danny's window faces the street. The blue curtains are closed. Everyone in town believes him seriously sick, and the Fenton's depature a trip to a speciality hospital. It's better than the alternative â that Amity Park knows he's Phantom.
Next time she comes home, her brother will be with her.
I promise, I'm working on the next chapter of Carpet Comfort, but I have gotten distracted by writing a few scenes to help me figure out what's been going on in the background/with other people because Damian is just so focused on Danny >.<
This isn't something I want to turn into another interlude chapter, but toying with the idea of collecting these alt POVs/missing scenes into a related fic.
In the meantime, have a bit of Jazz.
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The pit that dropped in Jazz's stomach stays there. Sam texts Tucker, and it wasn't right for his parents to be the only ones not in the know, so the Foleys were brought into the fold. Only now everyone has all this awful information in their head. Sam and Tucker's parents keep asking for detail that Jazz's parents can only half provide. No one can answer all the questions about Danny's status and health. No one can answer all the questions about the GIW's motivation and reasoning and power. No one can answer any questions about Natalia and why she's working with the GIW.
No one can even ask what's happening to Danny and the other ghosts.
There's a lot of sitting on couches, holding hands, staring at the floor, starts and stops of conversation.
It's not good, they're spiraling, and Jazz pushes herself to do something. She makes the most elaborate lunch she ever has, both because of the number of people and the complexity of the recipie, but it feels good to do something. You need to channel your dispear into action, or it will swallow you.
Thing is, the GIW haven't been that serious of a threat before now. Or at least, Jazz hasn't considered them as such. With bad aim, ridiculous rules, and very little public support due to a rampant disrecpt for property and people, the GIW have been more annnoyances than anything else. Their biggest risk had been of the political nature â the funding and power behind them that enabled the digital blackout around Amity Park and the passing of the Ecto-Acts. No one believed them capable of actually capturing Phantom, not after seeing him take out powerful ghosts.
They hadn't been able to without a pretty elaborate trap. Jazz wishes Pamela had spent an extra ten thousand setting up that fake haunted house.
It hadn't even been a trap for Phantom, not particurally. Danny had justâŚgotten caught up in it. Pamela would have accepted any ghostly aid, but Phantom had volunteered. The GIW would certainly take advantage of having him in their grasp.
They eat Jazz's lunch in silence. It's bland, they'd been light on soy sauce, but everyone is eating mechanically anyway. They'd exhausted their conversations, and thrice now Sam has tossed the Boo-marang in the front yard, only for it to come right back to her. Considering that could track Danny in the Ghost Zone, with all the amblient ectoplasm and it's infinite nature, Jazz has taken that to mean Danny's at a GIW facility that has some heavy shielding.
It means she can't track her brother. Can't find him. Can't help him.
The Mansons and Foley's go home shortly after lunch. Until they have a plan, there's no use sitting around FentonWorks. The world is still turning, there's work and school.
Pamela has a new fire in her belly, something that Jazz has not seen before and something that causes Sam to keep glancing at her mother. Â By the end of the day, she's informed all of Amity what's happened, that the rumors of a ghostly haunted house were true but it'd been a trap by the GIW.
It doesn't help Danny, but neither does the fifty times Jazz throws the Boo-merag after Sam leaves.
Hello!!! Agent Z here!! A is still really busy so im in control of the blog again! >:3 She's working on a really big and cool project so Im not really allowed in the room incase it goes off-
Feel free to ask any questions or report any supernaturals and I'll respond as quick as I can!!! :D
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Your reactions to simply being asked to credit the artist have been really really funny tbh, its not that serious sweetheart
((Yeah I know-
Ive so stressed lately that Ive been overreacting to a lot of stuff. Like my teacher once asked me what I was doing cause I wasnt taking a test and nearly started crying note that i was taking notes for said test-
if something like this happens again, ima take time to think before I overreact again.
ALSO WHY DID TUMBLR JUST SHOW ME THIS WHEN IT SAYS IT WAS FROM 2 DAYS AGO am i tweaking?
Anyways i died due to school and film class not cause the stuff that happened on here. I am working on a GIW logo for the pfp, and ive also been working on Agent A and Z's design :D
In regards to your response about the icon you're using.
First, your answer is incredibly rude and you are trying to guilt the prior anon over your own actions.
Second, there's a lovely thing that exists now called Reverse Image searching. Maybe you should try that.
Third, theres other things you could have done for an icon or pfp, such as making your own.
Really, what you've done is in bad taste and your responses are making the hole you've dug deeper. I would suggest reflecting on your actions and why people aren't happy with them.
((Im sorry alright. I was not trying to guilt the previous anon. It was extremely late at night. I understand that how i respond was not the best and i do apologize. I did manage to find the artist but I have not found a way to contact them to ask for permission. I would like to state that in the previous post i did say I was trying to make my own logo for the pfp. Please know that I am a minor who is try to graduate early and dont have much time to be able to make the logo as quick as possible so the pfp will probably stay how it is till then.
