#tw weaponry

The Main Plot:

Twelve years ago, the body of an unidentified teenager was found deep in the woods, buried in a shallow grave with flowers of varying ages laid on top. Despite the care of which the body was handled, the evidence of physical injuries dating back to at least a month before death and the gunshot wound to the torso gave no doubts that this was a homicide. The case quickly went cold, and only two people would recognise the boy as Tommy Innit- his best and only friends, Tubbo Underscore and Ranboo Beloved. One would grow to hate and fear the law and government due to how carelessly the case was handled, the other would start repressing memories starting with the corpse of their best friend.

Being dead, however, turns out to be pretty fucking cool, Tommy reckons. Sure, he can't feel anything anymore, but all he felt was pain even before he'd ran into that dickhead Dream. Sure, the afterlife is kinda dull, but the arbiter of fates thinks he’s pretty cool and lets him out to haunt his killer. Which he is, of course, doing out of revenge. Not because he's lonely. That'd be ridiculous.

He wasn’t a pathetic loser like Dream. At this point, Tommy was fully convinced that he'd kidnapped him solely because he wanted a friend and somehow decided that was the easiest and best way to do that. To Dream, Tommy was meant to be his Best and Only Friend, and he treated him like such, which was fucking bizarre between being beat. In Super Smash Bros. Brawl. And also by blunt instruments but that was way less embarrassing.

There wasn’t really much Tommy could do to haunt Dream apart from being generally annoying- being completely unable to interact with the living world or appearing to anyone but Dream- but also that’s what Tommy was always best at. So for the next twelve years, he sets out to get on Dream's nerves as much as possible. Keeping him awake all night, stopping him from working, distracting him, the works. One might almost say he’s like an annoying little brother except Tommy would never say that because no matter what Dream says they’re not anything like family.

It’s just he can’t stop, because every second he keeps Dream distracted is a second Dream can’t hurt anyone. Tommy's not the only victim, just the first. And while Dream didn’t want to kill Tommy, not really, but Vikk and Lazar? Wilbur? Those were fully intentional, fully planned. When asked why, Dream would always just raise an eyebrow and simply say he was bored. How his mind worked was a fucking mystery that Tommy didn’t want to solve.

(But, hey, at least Wilbur was pretty cool! They hung out in the afterlife together sometimes, when Tommy needed to take a break from Dream being Dream. He was almost like a brother to him, and Tommy never knew family before. It was a nice feeling.)

During one of Tommy's most useful tools in the haunting game, Distracting-Dream-From-Work-By-Chatting-For-Hours, though, he mentions something he never did before. The two people he'd been keeping a secret for twelve years, a part of his life he could keep his own. His two other he means only friends.

Tubbo and Ranboo.

Dream is… eerily calm about this, when he mentions ever-so-subtly he'll “have to pay them a visit.”. With a visible wink because he’s a fucking loser nerd who thinks Shadow the Hedgehog is cool which he is but not for dumb edgy reasons. Tommy doesn’t fear for the two of them, oh no. He fears for Dream, because he doesn’t know what he's getting into with the two of them. And if he dies, which he will, well… how can Tommy haunt him?

Meanwhile, Tubbo and Ranboo are living a charmed life, albeit one so far outside of the traditional idea of that it’s almost humorous. Living in a shack powered by homemade nuclear energy and filled with enough guns and explosives to arm a small militia, far away from any society, the two of them are quite happy with their life, their marriage, and their not-so-legally adopted son Micheal.

And when Dream comes into their life… this doesn’t change at all.

Hilariously inept at his attempts at murder to the point they go unnoticed, the two regard the weirdo who showed up at their door one day and refused to ever leave with a sense of kinship. Sure, he’s not normal, and he’s kind of intruding massively, but hey, neither Tubbo or Ranboo are normal so they can set aside a couch, it’s only polite!

(Plus, it'd be nice to have someone to fit the twelve-years empty seat by the table. Maybe it's time to move on.)

So, while Dream is trying and horribly failing to kill the Underscore-Beloveds, Tommy makes a new friend. Micheal, it turns out, can see ghosts, and while he can’t talk and Tommy doesn’t get his sign language at all, he can hear Tommy perfectly fine. Tommy does warn Micheal, but he seems to find the whole thing more amusing than anything.

As time passes in the Underscore-Beloved household, Dream quickly learns how much more he's bitten off than he can chew. Tubbo is an amateur mad scientist who can live off the land on his own and carries several guns on him at all times, most of which he's modified himself to be a bit more… horribly murderous. Ranboo seems like a normal businessman in a snazzy suit until he takes Dream along to his “book club meeting” once and it turns out to be an anarchist terrorist group made up of people that certainly could take down Dream in an instant and also whom have way better insight on Moby Dick than he ever could. Now, it’s him trying to plan an escape from these terrifying people immune to simple murder without leaving behind any hints of his crimes for them to use against him.

Eventually, of course, though Tubbo and Ranboo find out about Tommy from Micheal. He draws a family portrait, including a floating, pale figure helpfully labelled “ToMEE”, which Micheal is all too eager to sign an explanation to while his parents pale in horror. Understandably, they're furious at Dream, but they're smart enough to not kill him- not yet. After all, if Tommy's sticking around because he's haunting him, they need Dream alive to have a chance of contacting their spectral friend, right? Of course, alive doesn’t mean unharmed.

As for being able to contact Tommy, well… turns out, being in a terrorist group with a man who's also the servant of the Goddess of Death is incredibly convenient in the scenario your dead teenage friend is hanging around. Philza shows up, and is able to contact and talk with Tommy, and find a way to make him… not corporal, but visible and audible to those around him, as long as he's still very close to Dream. If he goes out of his eyesight, no one can perceive him anymore (expect people like Philza and Micheal who can see the dead regardless.)

So, good for Dream, he gets to stay alive and not turned into the cops! He can even stay. In fact, he has to. No worry, it'll be fine. They're friends, right? Yeah, he basically gets uno reverse card kidnapped because I just think that’s the funniest possible ending to this. Meanwhile, Tommy's having fun catching up with his friends, and Tubbo and Ranboo are starting to get over their trauma there a bit. A happy ending for everyone for once! Except Dream, but he murdered four innocent people including a teenager who he kidnapped and tortured for a month so I think that might be a good thing.

Bios on the Main Characters:

Dream is, basically, a lonely rich kid gone horribly wrong. Child of the incredibly wealthy Dream Exdee (he's technically Dream Jr. but he will punch you if you say that), he was completely neglected and had no friends, so he decided to fix that with kidnapping! Tommy, specifically, was targeted because he thought no one would miss him. What specifically happened during that month is entirely subject to whatever is funniest at the moment, but use exile for a pretty good reference. Either way, he didn't want Tommy dead, but between an escape or shooting him, he chose to fire.

The other victims were out of his own curiosity. After all, from his perspective, he HAS a friend, but he found the act of murder interesting, and wanted to do it again. He found it much more boring these times. After killing Vikk, Boomer, and Wilbur, he stopped because he didn’t consider it worth it anymore.

Dream tries desperately to pass under the radar. He got a management job, despite not needing the money, because he thought it’d throw off suspicion. He wears a green hoodie and jeans at all times, an outfit he picked out specifically to he unremarkable. He's maybe on the pretty side of average, slightly more charismatic than your average man, but not to a remarkable level. When he found out he was ambidextrous, he broke his left hand until it couldn’t work as well solely so he had no identifiable traits.

Of course, beneath this carefully constructed mask is a very unstable person, with a childish desire for control and a cunning intellect. Deep down, all Dream really wants is a family, but the way he understands family comes from his own upbringing, as while he was emotionally neglected he was also strictly reined in and under the complete control of his father. And he'll do anything to keep his utter dominion over his “family”.

Tommy is… surprisingly well adjusted for a forever teenage ghost who underwent several extremely traumatic events and who's desperately lonely enough that he'd willingly spend time with his own abuser and murderer under the guise of haunting him (though, to be fair, he is also genuinely haunting him by annoying the shit out of him). He's cheerful and boisterous, and regards the changing times with a sense of wonder.

Over time, the memories of physical feeling have completely dulled, while he still has all the emotions he once has. As such, he views his abuse and murder incredibly casually, them being nothing more than neutral events that happened at this point, while he takes hits to his pride as far worse and incredibly embarrassing. He does know, logically, that murder and hurting people is bad, but he struggles to see it as anything but a neutral fact of life. Honestly, he even kind of misses the feeling of pain.

Before he was kidnapped, he was a teenaged runaway. His birth family was both neglectful and abusive, and he left as soon as he was old enough to. He wouldn’t say he's homeless, though- he knows this neat cave by the beach you can sleep in! Ranboo and Tubbo were the only people who ever even bothered to do anything but shout at him or ignore him when he went into town. As such, he has a very limited education, along with also very quickly getting attached to anyone who shows him genuine kindness- even if it’s mixed with suffering.

His ghost is quite disquieting in appearance, bearing the injuries he gained before his death along with the gunshot wound that was his final death. He doesn’t have any control over this, and is uncomfortable with it- not because of his injuries, he thinks they’re cool, but because he's still dressed in the pyjamas Dream bought for him instead of his favourite and only pair of clothes he had back when he was free.

Tubbo is a genius unparalleled. When asked to make a science project as a child, his mini nuclear reactor got the government called on the school. Despite this, his true passion is nature. From beautiful flowers to bees and hornets, Tubbo loves it all, and he has a remarkable ability to survive in any situation, and probably thrive too.

However, after the death of his childhood best friend, Tubbo grew skeptical of the law and the government. If they were so powerful, why couldn’t they even try to find who hurt his friend? If they were meant to enforce the law, why could a murder go away free? Clearly, there’s no one you can rely upon but yourself, and honestly, Tubbo likes it that way. He's been living his own nature dream technically outside of the dominion of any government since he turned twenty, and that’s how he likes it. It might not be as cottage core as you were expecting- think less fun rural vibes and more a shack in the freezing wilderness. It’s a comfortable shack, at least- more than big enough for two husbands and their young child, and powered with a now bigger and safer nuclear reactor so their every needs are catered to.

Tubbo keeps at least eighteen forms of weaponry on him at all time, preferably guns, and preferably ones he modified. Laser weaponry? He's got an armoury? Plasma? Give him a few hours and he'll make your rifle shoot plasma, sure. And in the basement of his shack, he's working on explosives, just in case the government come a-knocking. Mostly TNT, C4, stuff like that, but he's working on his very own nuke, just in case…

Despite all this, Tubbo himself looks unassuming. Still baby faced despite close approaching thirty, with curly strawberry blond hair he ties behind his hair, more than a few burn scars due to a few accidents, wide grey eyes, a gap-toothed grin, freckles, and a small frame buried in the warm winter clothing he wears. He looks almost innocent, but if you were to ask him, his innocence died twelve years ago.

Ranboo would call himself a travelling businessman to anyone who asked. A more accurate term would be “domestic terrorist.” Spending most of their life at home with their loving husband and son, every few months they travel to a nice suburban house they bought in the city to meet up with their friends in the Syndicate for a coffee night, a book club, and bombing the homes of wealthy politicians to send a message and stealing what isn’t nailed down. Despite this, Ranboo wouldn’t call himself an anarchist- he really doesn’t care that much. He just likes having friends, and if he has to blow up an empty office building or two, that’s fine as long as no innocents are in the crossfire.

Ranboo developed memory issues after trauma in his teenage years, though he can’t quite pinpoint where it started. Before he got the memory books is all but blank at this point, apart from what Tubbo told him. After is just bits and pieces he managed to write down. Despite this, he’s generally a friendly and mellow person, and observant, witty, and smart as a whip. However, he struggles to make up his mind, and in general lacks a backbone. His one stance he will not bend on, though, is protecting his family and home above all.

No one, not even Tubbo, is quite sure whether Ranboo's appearance is natural or if he's been altering it from a young age. The dark patches across normally milky white skin are clearly birthmarks, but is his one red eye and green eye because of contacts or natural? Is his hair black and prematurely half greyed, or it it dyed? Honestly, not even Ranboo is sure anymore.

Micheal is the six year old son of Tubbo and Ranboo, and despite looking similar to both of them- with Tubbo's strawberry blond hair and grey eyes and Ranboo's birthmarks- he is in fact adopted. Probably. Every time you ask one of the Underscore-Beloveds, they'll give you a different story.

What isn’t in question is that, for whatever reason, Micheal can see ghosts when no one else can. He’s been able to do this since birth, and it’s normal to him. This, along with growing up in arctic conditions away from everyone else (except for when Daddy Ranboo brings him to meet up with his friends on business trips and leaves him at school and he makes the teachers very scared), has left him fearless with almost everything, and fascinated with the macabre.

Micheal is mute, and as such communicates with sign language of his own making, one only his parents also understand. This, along with his budding artistic talent, suggests he might be an intellectual powerhouse like Daddy Tubbo, albeit in a different area. He certainly would have some stories to tell!

Fun Details I Couldn't Include Anywhere Else:

Sam is the mentioned “arbiter of fates.” He decides the punishments people go through after death. He immediately found Tommy endearing, and basically adopted him.

Dream is sentenced to several eons of horrible torture after he dies. He's got the highest and most intense sentence of anyone ever solely because Sam doesn’t like him. Tommy is trying to appeal to be able to visit. To help with the torment, he says.

Yes, Philza is still the literal Angel of Death here. Ghosts are real, so why not?

Wilbur isn’t biologically related to Philza here, he just adopts him after the end of the story because he can contact the dead.

Dream's favourite hobby is tending to Tommy's old “room”- aka, where he was locked up. Its almost indistinguishable from a normal teenagers room, apart from the locks on the door and lack of any windows. He keeps it neat and tidy, holding onto the vain hope it may be used again someday, that it’s resident may somehow come back.

Tubbo is immune to radiation due to sheer force of will. He eats uranium.