This is a rp/ask blog for my oc Harvey! Done take this mf seriously lol. No comment on the outfit.
Harvey is one of the entertainers of the vault.
Host’s completely loyal employee…
Harvey is unbelievably ill and works to earn medicine from the Hosts. He also despises being called anything dehumanizing or insulting, despite (nearly) nobody having any idea on what he is. He is normally incapacitated from his illness and will spend his time resting whenever he is not on the job.
The species was first discovered upon the expedition to discover genetic makeup of North Inhabitants of the original Pangaea for the experiments regarding Callum Clairmont(who was later given the “z” designation; Z-444). See document for further explanation.
While there, the expedition team reported being observed on multiple occasions by animals appearing from what could be assumed to be dens in the ice. However, no explicit aggression was shown towards the personnel as they executed their work upon the arctic base: Aurora.
One of the involved researchers, Dr.[REDACTED], had used his free time watching the cameras around the base. Upon observing these creatures through the base’s outdoor cameras, Dr.[REDACTED] noticed that their appearances were eerily similar to that of the candidates of Project: Mutagenesis. Curious to see any comparisons between the two among other curiosities, a proposal for one to be extracted for further research was issued to Urbanshade, and the request was later approved once assessed to be beneficial to the company.
May 12th 2025 - May 16th 2025
On May 12th, a capture team led by Guardsman Frederickson with 7 other operatives was sent to join the research team at the Aurora and was equipped with all necessary equipment to catch one of the specimens. After a day of observation, the team set out to track them down to one of their burrows on May 13th.
The team was stationed outside for nearly 4 hours, waiting for activity. Not wanting to risk an overdose with an unknown species, once one emerged, a net was used as opposed to a Tranquilizer gun. Despite its smaller size, its initial struggle proved to be a challenge for the team.
It was taken back to base Aurora for temporary holding before being transported to Urbanshade with the capture team where Dr.[REDACTED] later returned once Z-444’s sample was extracted.
Once there, the subject was held in a heavy containment cell with strict observation. Many samples were taken from it, including bloodwork. The sex was only determined by such tests, as the result came back as male. The subject hardly moved, remaining stationary in the furthest corner from the entrance inside its cell and refused to eat for its first week there. It was given IV(Intravenous) fluids for its malnutrition and dehydration.
Later on, to make handling easier, it was secured and had its antennae removed to cut off most of its sensing abilities. This proved to also impair hearing. It sees in an unidentified spectrum, and it only seems to respond to light differences. During a physical exam, heat pits were discovered. The temperature of its cell was raised to a human’s body temperature to mask the approach of operatives.
May 20th 2024 - [REDACTED]
During experimentation, it was given its species designation. The group surrounding the work had nicknamed it “Harvey” after somebody’s cat. Testing on the specimen proved to create genetic bridges between Kitids and Project: Mutagenesis. It was released during the breach caused by former handyman, Z-13.
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Lore and backstory made with and included in @bowfortheaudience
This blog is run by MiniFrau/Peghita
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General DNIs!
No NSFW, but flirty and/or dirty jokes are fine.
Tags:
#Time To Earn Life = Harvey working
#Just let me sleep = Harvey is resting (literally most of what he does)
#Do I know you? = General Roleplay
#Nothing personal = Expendable involved Roleplay
#Coworkers = Any entity and/or character in the vault
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This is in Canon Limbo for my pressure au blogs. Just for the sillies.
Fair warning, there might be some disturbing themes on this blog??? Just depends how things go lol.
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Nobody really knows what Lime is and where it came from. The name has been assigned to it by residents of the Blacksite, none of which claim responsibility of having brought it into the world or knowing it. The name, of course, derivative of Z-18, the Grinner’s.
Somehow, despite what seems to be no care given, it still is roaming the Blacksite with a (mostly)beating heart.
It is near half the size of a DSP, give or take. And lowk almost bald aside from its patches of hair.
[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
[They looked down, eyes wide, trying to figure out what exactly to do first]
[A hand from their lower arm reached to their other lower arm and gripped it tightly, sinking their claws into their own arm]
[They hesitantly reached to Harvey, placing a hand on his back, then moved it to the back of his head, checking for a Reverie. Could never be too careful.]
[Their body untensed a littled, only a small bit.]
[Now to figure out the cause of the bleeding.]
[They moved their hand from the back of Harvey's neck to the top of his head, running their hand over his hair in an attempt to comfort Harvey.]
[They thought for a moment, trying to think of where the insect would've attacked-]
[Well they needed to calm down Harvey as well. If they can calm him down enough, they could search for the wound and stop it before it gets too bad... well it already is bad but it could get worse.]
[They contiued to run their hand over the back of Harvey's head.]
[The murmurs in the room getting more panicked as time went on]
Only once they pried his arms away from his chest did they see it. A long, deep gash from the lower collar bone down his stomach that then curled around his side into his ribs. Yikes…
[They paused upon seeing the gash, freezing entirely, and started to- panic? Almost?]
[The murmurs got worse. They got louder. More incoherent.]
[They dug their claws further into their arm (lower arms)]
[Eventually they took a breath in, held, and exhaled slowly. Trying to calm themselves down]
[The ramblings quieted down too, but remained in their panicked state]
[They thought about what they could do to fix the gash. Or atleast stop it from bleeding]
[They didnt have anything to wrap it with, and they weren't able to produce something that'd last long enough without using up all his energy]
[They paused again, only for a split second, and turned their head around]
[They left Harvey's side and walked over to a desk. Pulled out the drawer and pulled out a book.]
[The necrobloxicon]
[They don't normally use it, except for dealing with the show or if they want to basically kick someone out of the Outskirts/Mantle Extraction, due to that taking up too much energy.]
[But it could work to spawn in something to help Harvey. Or get rid of the wound entirely... which was a little more risky due to the possibility they did something wrong and-]
[Theoretically, it could help.]
[Doubtful they could think wrong and worsen Harvey's case
[Their back up, for when they need something more permanently. The Necrobloxicon]
[They moved back over to their desk, and opened up the book, watching as it floated up, a cube appearing out of it and spin, changing it colors.]
[They stopped the cube from spinning, not wanting the distraction]
[They thought for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to help Harvey.]
[After a moment if thinking, the gash slowly started to close. However, it did leave a scar, which was odd considering they never decided that, but they can't do much about it. Well that was a little bit of a lie, only a little because the pounding of their head was starting to disrupt their thoughtflow.]
[The whispers in the room started to slow and almost calm, still panicked, but much more quiet. And some how even more scrambled. Just thoughtlessly talking with no real meaning.]
[Once the gash was closed up, they closed the book, returning it to its place in the desk, closing the drawer, and went back to Harvey. Pulling their seat close and sitting down, resuming their petting of Harvey]
[The grip their lower hand had on the lower arm lessened a bit, and eventually they just folded their lower hands into their lap. A top hand resting on their knee and then the other yeah.]
[Eventually they just brought the other hand up onto the desk and held up their head. Despite the lack of a real one, their head hurt. A side effect of using the book to the extent they did.]
[The quiet murmurs that echoed in the room calmed down as well, no longer panicking as badly as they were before.]
[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
[They looked down, eyes wide, trying to figure out what exactly to do first]
[A hand from their lower arm reached to their other lower arm and gripped it tightly, sinking their claws into their own arm]
[They hesitantly reached to Harvey, placing a hand on his back, then moved it to the back of his head, checking for a Reverie. Could never be too careful.]
[Their body untensed a littled, only a small bit.]
[Now to figure out the cause of the bleeding.]
[They moved their hand from the back of Harvey's neck to the top of his head, running their hand over his hair in an attempt to comfort Harvey.]
[They thought for a moment, trying to think of where the insect would've attacked-]
[Well they needed to calm down Harvey as well. If they can calm him down enough, they could search for the wound and stop it before it gets too bad... well it already is bad but it could get worse.]
[They contiued to run their hand over the back of Harvey's head.]
[The murmurs in the room getting more panicked as time went on]
Only once they pried his arms away from his chest did they see it. A long, deep gash from the lower collar bone down his stomach that then curled around his side into his ribs. Yikes…
[They paused upon seeing the gash, freezing entirely, and started to- panic? Almost?]
[The murmurs got worse. They got louder. More incoherent.]
[They dug their claws further into their arm (lower arms)]
[Eventually they took a breath in, held, and exhaled slowly. Trying to calm themselves down]
[The ramblings quieted down too, but remained in their panicked state]
[They thought about what they could do to fix the gash. Or atleast stop it from bleeding]
[They didnt have anything to wrap it with, and they weren't able to produce something that'd last long enough without using up all his energy]
[They paused again, only for a split second, and turned their head around]
[They left Harvey's side and walked over to a desk. Pulled out the drawer and pulled out a book.]
[The necrobloxicon]
[They don't normally use it, except for dealing with the show or if they want to basically kick someone out of the Outskirts/Mantle Extraction, due to that taking up too much energy.]
[But it could work to spawn in something to help Harvey. Or get rid of the wound entirely... which was a little more risky due to the possibility they did something wrong and-]
[Theoretically, it could help.]
[Doubtful they could think wrong and worsen Harvey's case
[Their back up, for when they need something more permanently. The Necrobloxicon]
[They moved back over to their desk, and opened up the book, watching as it floated up, a cube appearing out of it and spin, changing it colors.]
[They stopped the cube from spinning, not wanting the distraction]
[They thought for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to help Harvey.]
[After a moment if thinking, the gash slowly started to close. However, it did leave a scar, which was odd considering they never decided that, but they can't do much about it. Well that was a little bit of a lie, only a little because the pounding of their head was starting to disrupt their thoughtflow.]
[The whispers in the room started to slow and almost calm, still panicked, but much more quiet. And some how even more scrambled. Just thoughtlessly talking with no real meaning.]
[Once the gash was closed up, they closed the book, returning it to its place in the desk, closing the drawer, and went back to Harvey. Pulling their seat close and sitting down, resuming their petting of Harvey]
[The grip their lower hand had on the lower arm lessened a bit, and eventually they just folded their lower hands into their lap. A top hand resting on their knee and then the other yeah.]
[Eventually they just brought the other hand up onto the desk and held up their head. Despite the lack of a real one, their head hurt. A side effect of using the book to the extent they did.]
[The quiet murmurs that echoed in the room calmed down as well, no longer panicking as badly as they were before.]
[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
[They looked down, eyes wide, trying to figure out what exactly to do first]
[A hand from their lower arm reached to their other lower arm and gripped it tightly, sinking their claws into their own arm]
[They hesitantly reached to Harvey, placing a hand on his back, then moved it to the back of his head, checking for a Reverie. Could never be too careful.]
[Their body untensed a littled, only a small bit.]
[Now to figure out the cause of the bleeding.]
[They moved their hand from the back of Harvey's neck to the top of his head, running their hand over his hair in an attempt to comfort Harvey.]
[They thought for a moment, trying to think of where the insect would've attacked-]
[Well they needed to calm down Harvey as well. If they can calm him down enough, they could search for the wound and stop it before it gets too bad... well it already is bad but it could get worse.]
[They contiued to run their hand over the back of Harvey's head.]
[The murmurs in the room getting more panicked as time went on]
Only once they pried his arms away from his chest did they see it. A long, deep gash from the lower collar bone down his stomach that then curled around his side into his ribs. Yikes…
[They paused upon seeing the gash, freezing entirely, and started to- panic? Almost?]
[The murmurs got worse. They got louder. More incoherent.]
[They dug their claws further into their arm (lower arms)]
[Eventually they took a breath in, held, and exhaled slowly. Trying to calm themselves down]
[The ramblings quieted down too, but remained in their panicked state]
[They thought about what they could do to fix the gash. Or atleast stop it from bleeding]
[They didnt have anything to wrap it with, and they weren't able to produce something that'd last long enough without using up all his energy]
[They paused again, only for a split second, and turned their head around]
[They left Harvey's side and walked over to a desk. Pulled out the drawer and pulled out a book.]
[The necrobloxicon]
[They don't normally use it, except for dealing with the show or if they want to basically kick someone out of the Outskirts/Mantle Extraction, due to that taking up too much energy.]
[But it could work to spawn in something to help Harvey. Or get rid of the wound entirely... which was a little more risky due to the possibility they did something wrong and-]
[Theoretically, it could help.]
[Doubtful they could think wrong and worsen Harvey's case
[Their back up, for when they need something more permanently. The Necrobloxicon]
[They moved back over to their desk, and opened up the book, watching as it floated up, a cube appearing out of it and spin, changing it colors.]
[They stopped the cube from spinning, not wanting the distraction]
[They thought for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to help Harvey.]
[After a moment if thinking, the gash slowly started to close. However, it did leave a scar, which was odd considering they never decided that, but they can't do much about it. Well that was a little bit of a lie, only a little because the pounding of their head was starting to disrupt their thoughtflow.]
[The whispers in the room started to slow and almost calm, still panicked, but much more quiet. And some how even more scrambled. Just thoughtlessly talking with no real meaning.]
[Once the gash was closed up, they closed the book, returning it to its place in the desk, closing the drawer, and went back to Harvey. Pulling their seat close and sitting down, resuming their petting of Harvey]
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[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
[They looked down, eyes wide, trying to figure out what exactly to do first]
[A hand from their lower arm reached to their other lower arm and gripped it tightly, sinking their claws into their own arm]
[They hesitantly reached to Harvey, placing a hand on his back, then moved it to the back of his head, checking for a Reverie. Could never be too careful.]
[Their body untensed a littled, only a small bit.]
[Now to figure out the cause of the bleeding.]
[They moved their hand from the back of Harvey's neck to the top of his head, running their hand over his hair in an attempt to comfort Harvey.]
[They thought for a moment, trying to think of where the insect would've attacked-]
[Well they needed to calm down Harvey as well. If they can calm him down enough, they could search for the wound and stop it before it gets too bad... well it already is bad but it could get worse.]
[They contiued to run their hand over the back of Harvey's head.]
[The murmurs in the room getting more panicked as time went on]
Only once they pried his arms away from his chest did they see it. A long, deep gash from the lower collar bone down his stomach that then curled around his side into his ribs. Yikes…
[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
[They looked down, eyes wide, trying to figure out what exactly to do first]
[A hand from their lower arm reached to their other lower arm and gripped it tightly, sinking their claws into their own arm]
[They hesitantly reached to Harvey, placing a hand on his back, then moved it to the back of his head, checking for a Reverie. Could never be too careful.]
[Their body untensed a littled, only a small bit.]
[Now to figure out the cause of the bleeding.]
[They moved their hand from the back of Harvey's neck to the top of his head, running their hand over his hair in an attempt to comfort Harvey.]
[They thought for a moment, trying to think of where the insect would've attacked-]
[Well they needed to calm down Harvey as well. If they can calm him down enough, they could search for the wound and stop it before it gets too bad... well it already is bad but it could get worse.]
[They contiued to run their hand over the back of Harvey's head.]
[The murmurs in the room getting more panicked as time went on]
[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
[They looked down, eyes wide, trying to figure out what exactly to do first]
[A hand from their lower arm reached to their other lower arm and gripped it tightly, sinking their claws into their own arm]
[They hesitantly reached to Harvey, placing a hand on his back, then moved it to the back of his head, checking for a Reverie. Could never be too careful.]
[They sat in their office, staring at the main screen.]
[They were waiting for something to happen. Someone appears to be the star of his show, The Audience sends their little drone down to harass them, the little green thing to call for him...]
[Which gave him a thought. Its been a while since he had actually interacted with... Harvey.]
[They sighed, figuring they should probably check in on him.]
[They stood, pushing the chair away from them, then fizzled out of existence.]
[They're version of reality distorts in a different way each time they leave the normal plane of existence and appeared in another, but the deprivation of sensory input always stayed the same. They moved around this little world, heading towards where he remembered Harvey always being. But stopping once realizing Harvey wasnt there.]
[They hummed thoughtfully, trying to think of where he would be now.]
[The show wasnt happening, so Harvey would be there... and now that they thought about it they hadn't seen Harvey on any of the screens in their office. So he must be somewhere Hosts doesnt always keep an eye.]
[Then they remembered what Interitus said.]
[They held back a laugh. Great. Did that insect think it was going to do something to them by using the little green creature?]
[Wonderful. Just utterly joyous. (/sarc)]
[They moved over to where they know Interitus is usually, and low and behold.]
[They appeared in their showrunner form (missing the large coat and hat, and also their sleeves were rolled up), adjusting their height to be taller once more]
"Well I never expected you too to hang out, what a surprise!" [They spoke enthusiastically, pretending they didn't know what was happening, even if they did know. And though they wouldnt admit it, even to themselves... they were horrified...]
"Glad to see all my little peices getting along." [They smiled, clasping their two top hands together, the lower set of arms folding behind them. Then their smile faded.]
Blood dappled the floor ahead of the entity, countless sets of eyes staring back at the Hosts from all directions. Mounds, intricate pillars friend from whatever substance these reveries could create. The location of their “queen” was… unclear, the dim orange lighting from unmatched clutches offering the only lighting in the area.
[They put a hand in their chest, tilting their head up a little]
"Yes Yes the one and only, the man, the myth, the legend, Yours Truly. What do you want?" [They sounded a little annoyed now. After speaking they lowered their head, narrowing their eyes. They also crossed their top two arms]
The voice responded too quickly, a calmness rumbling in its tone. Reveries scattered themselves, overtaking other’s places as they readjusted their positions. And yet, Interitus remained hidden.
"Meh. But also, tip, if you really want to affect someone, you'd have to do better. A LOT better. Because right now, I'm still hungry, and I may or may not enjoy the taste of Reverie." [Their eyes relaxed and their smile widened.]
"And also I'm going to assume you mean Harvey too, with your whole revenge thing. Yeah, do better, that's not going to prevent me from eating the parasites." [They shrugged]
"Actually..." [they reached over and tried grabbing one, holding it out infront of them] "like I mentioned, I am a bit hungry...."
[They watched the little parasite fly out of their hand, then giggled again]
"You'd be suprised with what I can allow my pseudo forms to do and feel"
[Their smile widened some more, staring directly into Interitus' soul, or as far as one could tell, then subtly made his form bigger to fit Interitus' new height, and they refolded their arms]
"Now what I don't feel, even if I tried, and empathy. As you can tell. Nor care, for other people or entities. So, really, if you want me to stop from picking off each of these delicious, tiny, critters, you'd have to do better to find someone to exact your revenge on. I hope you know this. You're not doing anything by killing that green lil thing."
He pulled his mandibles back as he spoke, his tone still rather neutral. Interitus wasn’t bothered. Wasn’t threatened. He seemed more annoyed than anything.
[They shrugged] "well, then, for you its settled. No need for me to be down here, is there?"
[They turned to face a cluster of reveries, then reached over and grabbed one.] "Thanks for the snack by the way." [They spoke as they turned to walk off, shoving the Reverie into their mouth and eating that, before fizzling out of existence]
[After a moment of Hosts sitting in his secondary reality, they eventually moved back to that little cluster area, making sure his presence couldn't be sensed by the insect down there, looking for what could've been left of Harvey.]
[Upon finding Harvey, they reached down, breaking the reality around their metaphorical hand, grabbing Harvey, then moved him to a different spot.]
[Their office]
[Panicked whispers and murmers filled the empty space that was The Hosts office as they placed Harvey on the table, spawning in beside it.]
Harvey curled up on the table into a tight ball, small, panicked sounds escaping his lungs. His eyes were wide, feelers pulled against his head as he trembled.
He was bleeding from somewhere, but the injury wasn’t clear due to his protective posture.
Ask/Rp blog and also an infodump space for whenever I get stupid little ideas or remember about any of my AUs for my idea/version of The Hosts from the hit Roblox game Pressure
This blog is tied with @bowfortheaudience , as that is a prime example of my version of The Hosts.
You can ask, almost whatever to these lil shits themselves, have them interact with your own ocs or canon characters from their own AU or proper canon, OR ask me stuff about them.... or make them interact with each other.
You can also ask questions about my "canon" version of the Hosts here but you can also do that on the other blog.
My exceptions are
- No NSFW [so no fucking them. You can tear them apart limb from limb tho /hj]
- No politics
And uhhh
Yeah
If I need to add anything, I will, I can also block freely though that's quite uncommon.
Blog will also be updated whenever I make a new AU or I remember one I forgot about [bare with me because there are 11+ AUs, or smth like that... theres a lot. I.... have an issue !]
Directory
Before we get into each universe itself, tags and how each critter interacts!!
Default
#OurVoiceTripled <- In Character
#OminusWhispers <- Out Of Character
#ACreatureSpeaks <- Asks
#WhatOnceWasMine <- Reblogs
-- Out of character will be shown like this
[All Actions will be displayed like this]
Universes
#ContainmentBreached <- Containment AU
-> "He talks like this"
#LocalTelavisionHosts <- Game Show AU
-> "They talk like this"
#ProgramedSoul <- TV AU
-> "1t t@lk5 l1k3 t415" (It talks like this)
#Pseudoflowers <- Hanahaki AU
-> "They talk like this"
#MyLittleStar <- Obession AU
-> "They talk like this"
#TheAudiencesChild <- Spawn AU
-> "He talks like this"
#ItsGonnaGetWeird <- Weird AU
-> "They t@lk like th1s"
#TheToyNow <- Swap AU
-> "He talks like this"
#QuiteFittingName <- Reverie AU
-> "It talks like this"
#LabRat <- Expirement AU
-> "They talk like this"
Info about universes below
# Universes
There is a LOT of rambling here so uhhh bare with me- theres a lot of information to a lot of these 😭
- Containment AU
Urbanshade gets their shit together and reclaims the blacksite, and goes down into vault.
Something something Audience dies, Hosts dies, they revive Hosts and use them for expirementation. Eventually he breaches containment.
Interactable Containment!Hosts will be after the breach and everything.
- Game Show AU
So normal vault almost, having the contenders playing against a group against them, but its reality TV almost, and they're all human, yes !
Not much planned for this compared to others, however still interactable!
They may also be nicer (not really) than normal hosts!!
- TV/AI AU
Hosts, instead of being an humanoid anomaly, is now actually a program designed by Urbanshade to entertain the people of the blacksite. During the breach, a MR-P gets sent to shut down Z-H05T5, and fails miserably, turning him into a rage induced murder machine. Yeah. Uh. Eventually the MR-P DOES succeed and shuts down the Hosts, basically destroying the robot holding the programing in the process.
Interactable TV!Hosts will be a powered back on version, taking place after the events of the breach, when Urbanshade reclaims the blacksite. [May be accompanied by an Urbanshade Gaurdsman or an HQ person (can explain in a different post 'an HQ person' because thats a LOT to explain for an intro)]
Also may be turning this into a fan game for pressure so stay tuned for that!!!
- Obsession AU
Not much planned for this one either, like it only has a concept.
Hosts basically is obsessed with Harvey, to a stalker like state.
(Harvey being one of @minifrau 's ocs [ @the-blacksite-twink ])
Still interactable bc funny but do be warned, not much different from normal Hosts, other than his obession for Harvey.
- Hanahaki AU
So theres a couple versions, both including Harvey
Had an Idea for one where Harvey gets the hanahaki [not interactable on this blog]
But, I think it'd be kinda funny if the anomalous properties attached to Hosts' shit coping skills [post-event that will happen on the main blog soon...] and decides to start sprouting Primrose Flowers [gods bless flowers language] in Hosts' uh- pseudo lungs !
Now him being unable to die (sure bud sureee), hes just... being consumed by flowers... almost litterally..
Interactable!!!
- Weird AU
The Audience some how fucking DIES and all the anomalous abilities transfers from her into The Hosts [long explanation why for another posts].
Hosts gets a power trip, ans a new entity apart of their little collection, new entity starts eating all the others, including Jeremy, goes on rampage, dies :3
Interactable Weird!Hosts will take place before the entity is like- consuming them. Kinda... his power trip almost, if you will.
- Swap AU
Harvey and Hosts swap places. Hosts becoming the entertainment peice.
It too doesnt have much for it other than a concept kxuenzjzuwn
- Reverie AU
Interitus [also one of @minifrau 's ocs ( @parasitic-cleanup-crew )] reveries The Hosts.
Hosts gets subjected to a Reverie and yeah.
Not my original idea, was actually thought up by minifrau, but you can interact with the parasite consumed Hosts!
- Expirement AU
Uhhh, back when Hosts was still Jeremy, when he returns to Urbanshade, instead of being able to escape and become the hosts, Urbanshade is actually able to capture him. He gets tested on and what not, eventually gets sold and guess what! SCP Foundation now exists in this universe!! And guess where Jeremy was placed!!! He does eventually end up getting freedoms to roam the site he was placed in freely
Interactable Expirement!Hosts will take place after being placed in SCP Foundation's care, and having all the freedoms he gets
- Spawn AU
Had a silly lil idea of 'what if the Hosts was ACTUALLY the child of the audience's instead of her just calling them her daughter!'
And here we are 😭
Audience got bored one day and started to try to create things, and got attached to what became The Hosts.
Not much planned for this either but still interactable!
Holy shit thats...
All of them......
And no I'm not doing the cross over AUs
Dear gods 😭
If you made it this far congratulations, you get a cookie /silly/pos
Anywho, thanks for reading this far, you may now harass the critters :deviousscheming:
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[Something fell from the ceiling onto Harvey, vounced off his head and onto the floor. And it just laid there on its back.]
[It was a weird Lil foot tall- almost plush like critter. Almost looked like the Hosts- odd.]
[It was scrambling like an insect, trying to get up, and it eventually did. It spun around in a circle where it landed, then stopped, turned to face Harvey, and looked up at him. All 6 of its eyes blinking rapidly at him]
- @bowfortheaudience
-- hehe, get Hosts Mited/silly
Harvey stared. He blinked. He forgot to breathe.
Then, he hissed, springing into the air and falling on all fours with an arched back, a hiss escaping him.
[The mite eventually stopped mimicking Harvey, and stood normally. then laid down, completely flattening out almost, and rolled over, wiggling its little legs in the air lil an insect stuck on its back]
[The critter jumped up when Harvey put his hand under it, and landed on its legs, looking up at Harvey with wide eyes, tail still wagging (okay but does its tail ever stop wagging? /silly)]
[The mite squeaked, trying to speak, but in its own lil way. It sounded like a chew toy. It also dod a lil squish as if did its squeak, similarly to how you have to squish a dog toy to make it sound]
[Something fell from the ceiling onto Harvey, vounced off his head and onto the floor. And it just laid there on its back.]
[It was a weird Lil foot tall- almost plush like critter. Almost looked like the Hosts- odd.]
[It was scrambling like an insect, trying to get up, and it eventually did. It spun around in a circle where it landed, then stopped, turned to face Harvey, and looked up at him. All 6 of its eyes blinking rapidly at him]
- @bowfortheaudience
-- hehe, get Hosts Mited/silly
Harvey stared. He blinked. He forgot to breathe.
Then, he hissed, springing into the air and falling on all fours with an arched back, a hiss escaping him.
[The mite eventually stopped mimicking Harvey, and stood normally. then laid down, completely flattening out almost, and rolled over, wiggling its little legs in the air lil an insect stuck on its back]
[The critter jumped up when Harvey put his hand under it, and landed on its legs, looking up at Harvey with wide eyes, tail still wagging (okay but does its tail ever stop wagging? /silly)]
[The mite squeaked, trying to speak, but in its own lil way. It sounded like a chew toy. It also dod a lil squish as if did its squeak, similarly to how you have to squish a dog toy to make it sound]
