These Events Happen On The Same Day

“Glitched”: An Antisepticeye horror fanfiction

SUMMARY of “Glitched”:

“Glitched” is centered around August 3rd - when “Kill Jacksepticeye” happened. In October of 2016, Antisepticeye decided to show himself and get our attention. He gained control of Jack and from then onward, has been in control. However, as the months go by, our glitching creation begins to notice the change in the community. With each month, he becomes convinced that we, the community, are to blame for everything - we are the true villains - and Anti will do whatever he can to prove it to not only Jack, the egos, and himself but to us as well. His creators have unknowingly created a monster, and that monster wants revenge.

WARNING: The story is incredibly dark and heavy on the angst, as well as the horror and gore. This is NOT a happy, fun-times story - there is absolutely nothing cheerful or lighthearted. There are numerous moments of characters experiencing moments of despair, desperation, trauma, torture (both physically and mentally), and heartbreak. There are strong themes of abnormal body horror, torture, murder, insanity, and the loss of morality and control over one’s actions. Some chapters contain gore and graphic, detailed descriptions of surgical operations being performed (which I have bolded below), which increasingly get worse over the duration of the story. In a few later chapters, there are mentions of cyber bullying, self-harm, suicide, child murder, and cannibalism. You have been warned.

I do plan to write a sequel to this once it’s done - the last chapter will be left open for that reason. The sequel, I have decided, will be called “Anti/social” and while “Glitched” is more focused on Anti, “Anti/social” will focus more on Jack and take place a week or two after the events of “Glitched”. I’m just letting you all know in advance.

There are about 4 chapters left of the story, so I’ll update this post every time I post a new chapter.

Enjoy everyone! :)

Broken

Save Him

A Storm is Coming

Glitch in the System

Say Goodbye

Stitched Together

Patience

Ze Good Doctah

No Strings Attached

Always Watching

In Your Head 

Soon

Home 

You’ve Waited A Long Time

Good Puppet

Curious I See

Do You Really Like Him That Much?

The Secret Behind the Door

Blood On Your Hands

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Prompt: Kidnapped

Fandom: Original Work

“Eyewitnesses claim that they saw the small girl in a red sweatshirt and black mask fight the goons and then run up the wall and disappear.”

Ruby smiled as she pulled out her earphones. She was perched on top of a building watching the police arrest the goons she had just beaten up. She had run up the side of the building like the news said and decided to perch to make sure that everything was handled.

The police finished cleaning up and started to leave. Ruby got to her feet and ran across the roof of the building. Once she got to the edge, she jumped, landing on the side of the next building. She ran up to the roof and continued jumping from building to building before stopping on the tallest one.

She sat down on the edge of the building and grabbed her backpack she had hidden there earlier that day. Ruby was a normal kid or almost a normal kid. She had to go to high school and do homework just like every other kid in the city. The only thing different about her was her powers.

She didn’t really know how she had gotten the powers. She just remembered walking to school one day, then waking up a week later with scars she didn’t have before, and abilities she had to figure out.

Her cellphone rang out from the backpack. She fished it out quickly and answered it with a perky hello.

“Ruby, did you forget about the show?” The voice on the other side seemed upset.

“Oh my goodness, I did. I can meet you at your apartment in ten minutes.” Ruby quickly pulled her mask from her eyes, stuffing it into the backpack.

The voice on the other end of the phone sighed. “Don’t bother. I’ll just go by myself.”

“Wait, Mel, I’m sorry I’ve been so busy, but I can make it tonight.” Ruby ran across the roof and ran down the building until she jumped to the road.

“No, you’ve flaked on me too many times. I don’t know what is happening to you, but I can’t handle it anymore. I’ll talk to you more at school.” There was a click, and the phone fell silent.

Ruby kept running. She stuffed the phone back in her backpack.

Mel was her best friend, and now she probably hated her. She wiped a tear from her eye.  

She turned down an alley that was a block from Mel’s apartment. She was about to run up the wall, but she noticed a person standing in front of her. She slowed to a walk and started to turn around.

“Pretty impressive what you did tonight.” The voice behind her was gruff.

Ruby froze. “I mean, those guys were big, and there were five of them. So pretty impressive.” The voice continued.

She started to take a few steps from the guy. How did he know it was her? Then she realized that she didn’t change her clothes. The only thing she had done was take off her mask. It was a rookie mistake, and she couldn’t believe it had happened.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She whispered.

A laugh echoed down the alley, sending chills down her spine. That laugh sounded familiar. Why did she recognize it?

She was too busy trying to figure out where she knew the voice that she didn’t hear him getting closer to her until he was right behind her. He reached out and grabbed her arm.

Startled, Ruby pulled at his hand. Usually, that would have worked, but it didn’t seem to phase him. She decided to change tactics, she closed her hand into a fist, and punched the man in the face. Or she tried to.

The man caught her fist inches from his own face. She tried to pull her hand back, but the man’s grip was like iron. She was so confused. On top of running up the side of buildings, she had super strength. That’s why she could fight five guys, who were bigger than her, at the same time. Why couldn’t she do that to this guy?

“Stop struggling, your powers won’t work on me.” His lips parted into a creepy smile.

“Who are you?” Ruby kept struggling. Trying to loosen his grip on her hand.

His grasp tightened, and she yelped in pain. “I. Said. Stop. Struggling.”

Ruby stopped. “Thank you.” He let go of her hand and reached for his belt. She took that as her opportunity and punched him in the gut. He let out an oof, and his grip on her arm loosened. She pulled her arm free and took off towards the building.

She jumped, but he had the same idea. He caught her mid-air, and they both collapsed to the ground. She tried to crawl away, but he jumped up stepped on her arm.

She let out another cry of pain. The guy growled, murmuring under his breath. “This would have been much easier if you didn’t struggle so much.” That’s when she felt the needle.

She turned her head and saw a large syringe poking out of her arm. The man was pushing the plunger until the syringe was empty. He let out a sigh of relief and let go of her arm.

Ruby struggled to her feet, but her head was swirling. The floor and walls switched places multiple times. She ended up on the ground again. “W-what did you d-do to me?”

The guy stood over her with his creepy smile, and then her vision went black.

hi grandma! i’ve written most of my story, but i skipped over the fight scene in the middle bc i was struggling with writing it. do you have any tips for writing fight scenes?

Hi anon!

Ah, fight scenes.

Don't try to focus too much on descriptions of every move in the fight. Writing is not a visual art form and putting too much emphasis on how the characters are moving their bodies (or weapons) will take too much emphasis off why they are fighting. In visual art, like movies, they can use music/facial expressions/lighting to create an atmosphere that keeps you in the moment of why the characters are fighting.

Also, visually? Fights are exciting.

I do have some tips for writing -

Beneath this cut is violence/blood.

Pick your words wisely Why are they fighting? Desperation? Anger? Fear? If you're fighting out of desperation, like a fight for your life then you'd pick words to convey that sense of absolute urgency. Your descriptions would focus on how close you are to losing and your character would always be trying to either get away or end the fight as fast as possible. If anger, your concentrate is like a rage and your words would feel/sound violent and their concentrate is on destroying what they're up against. Etc.

Use the length of your sentences to convey the pacing of your fight. For a fast, desperate fight you would either use shorter sentences or longer ones with short clauses conveying a lot of action. For slower fights, you can throw in more introspection and use sentences as normal.

Keep track of limbs and injuries If someone has been stabbed in the left arm, that's now a weakness. The fight should be changed because of it. Also, nothing worse than finishing your fight scene, getting ready to pat yourself on the back and realizing you gave Bertidude the Bouncer 3 arms.

Create a sense of space for yourself before you start writing or your fight will get out of hand. Unless they're on a literal meadow, there's almost always obstacles and boundaries to your fight.

An example of a fast, desperate fight:

(WHEN I STARTED WRITING THIS I DIDN'T INTEND DOMESTIC ASSAULT BUT IT HAPPENED SO TW: DOMESTIC ASSAULT)

The sting of the first hit hadn't even faded off her face before he was rearing his arm back to strike again. There weren't many options, with his other hand fisted in her jacket and her back up against the wall. He was expecting nothing of her but what he'd always gotten, a meek acceptance of the things he did to her. He wasn't guarding himself, he wasn't braced for attack, he was set to hit her until his arm got tired. But he'd forgotten the knife in her hand, from the vegetables he'd insisted she chop. He'd forgotten it, she'd forgotten it, until the fast-fast beat of her heart felt like it was jumping into her throat and the paralyzing reality that she fought now or she fought never. He wasn't and she wasn't expecting how the knife seemed to quiver in her fist, how the tip of the blade must have struck a bone, how it vibrated up her arm and up his. His fist tightened reflexively and then loosened. He hit he'd aimed for her face landed against the wall. He was gasping, stuck like a pig, leaning into her space, staring down how she was staring down at the slimy string of blood running over her fingers.

Short, fast clauses, a bit of repetition, it was a short fight so far but someone has been stabbed.

A slower, chill fight:

A gentleman provided the opportunity for his opponent to make an ass of himself. Bertitude was nothing if he was not a gentleman, and that was why he had not so much as lifted his arms in attempt to defend himself. Not that there would be much need to defend himself from the jumpy little man shifting his weight from foot to foot in front of him. While most civilized men who found themselves engaging in fisticuffs had the good sense not to use the moves they learned from video games, this clown before him seemed to be doing his best to imitate the character selection screen of a street fighting game. God help them all if he tried for an uppercut, or this whole fight was going to end before it started. Bertie's mother had always told him not to hit a stupid person because they couldn't afford to lose the brain cells. Still, by the time this rabbit of a man finally closed the gap between them, the crowd had gone quiet for lack of gleeful anticipation. They knew, how Bertie knew, that it wouldn't take much more than a solid thump on the head to knock this man flat. He was torn between letting him get a shot in and putting him out of his misery. He hadn't quite decided when the wee bunny man jabbed him in the chest with his fists one after another. A lack of training, experience and sense to be humiliated by himself rendered the attempt to punch him an utter failure. Bertie was practically performing a civil service, punching the restless chipmunk man in the face hard enough to send him falling over backward. He hit the concrete with a spattering of metal sounds, all the bits and bobs attached to his jacket making a ruckus of a noise. The only sound he made was a groan (and not of embarrassment) that could barely be heard over the crowd leisurely working its way back inside.

JSE community members, reblog this if you care about EVERYONE in this community. 

Trying to prove something to a friend who think no-one cares about them. I want to show them that MANY people care and none of us are alone 💚

@therealjacksepticeye if you see this, feel free to reblog as I know you care about us all :)

Oooh yes!!! I want to see this so badly!!

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This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.

THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

HADES ANIMATED…………

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Prompt: Blackmail

Fandom: Original Work

Ella ran across the rooftops.

“Are you close?” The voice in her ear questioned.

She stopped looking over the city. “Yeah. What is this for again?”

“There’s a hostage situation uptown. The police are there right now, but it seems like they need help.”

Ella nodded her head and started to run again. When she got to the end of the building, she focused on the next rooftop and teleported to it.

“Hey, Jack, who is responsible for the hostage situation.” She asked as she pressed on the device in her ear.

Jack was silent for a minute.

“They say that it was a man.” Another voice cut in.

“Any more than that Natalie?” Ella stopped on the roof.

Natalie fell silent too and Ella was left standing on the roof. Waiting for a response she started to fiddle with her blonde hair.

Jack finally cut in, “They said he walked into the bank and took a teller hostage. They don’t have anything else. He is currently stationed on the roof of the bank. You should hurry.”

Ella nodded and started running again. After teleporting across the city, she found herself at the front of the bank. There were cop cars stationed all around it with their lights flashing. She reached up and pulled her mask over her face.

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