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  1. Rec 23

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    “The creakies?” Grian asks, folding his arms.
    “Doc put them there.” Scar raises his head and pouts miserably. He really does look tired, thinks Grian with a softening heart. Dark circles, streaks of dirt, scratches on his cheek. “They’re all over my base and I can’t get rid of them.”
    Exhaustion is evident in his voice, and Grian takes pity on him. “Alright,” he sighs. “Just rest here. I’ll help you get rid of them later. And – why? Why would Doc do that?”
    “Apparently I pranked him on the last server,” Scar pouts. “I can't even remember it! I would never, Grian, would I?” He blinks a few times, aiming for innocent but landing more on scheming.
    “Yes, you would,” Grian smiles. When he turns away from Scar, his smile drops like a brick. He only barely keeps the accusation from his voice. “Do you think he remembers something?”
    “He’s an odd one,” Scar says evasively. He might as well have said yes outright.
    That settles it: Grian needs to pay the old goat a visit.

    ~~~~~~

    Grian struggles with his memories from previous servers - memories he's not supposed to have. And as Doc feuds with Scar, and no-one explains anything, Grian starts to get sicker and sicker.

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    21 Feb 2026

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    Two thirds of the Boys do some detective work concerning the World's Greatest Detective himself. Touch is how they show affection, and Angus has said he's okay with the punches and hugs and ruffling of hair... but he keeps flinching.

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    16 May 2020

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    A different Team Seven, in which Kakashi becomes a teacher and everything changes.

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    21 Sep 2024

  4. Rec 77

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    "I'm coming," Phil told Fundy, hoping his voice would calm Fundy's clearly shot nerves somewhat. Phil was jokingly called Dadza for a reason, after all - he put his comforting presence to good use. The tunnels back to the middle of the arena were confusing, and Phil's brows furrowed as he tried to hurry back as quickly as he could so he could help his teammate.

    Fundy's voice suddenly pitched up into something horribly scared, and Phil only caught the beginning of a word before Fundy's voice dissolved into a distorted and garbled mess that cut out entirely. The silence after was so, so loud.

    "Hello?" Phil asked carefully, skidding to a halt as he strained his ears to hear. There was no response.

    The team line was down.


    That moment in MCC where Phil threw a harming potion on himself instead of healing, but make it decidedly...worse.

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    27 Jul 2021

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    “How,” Five snarls, one of Diego’s knives held in his hand and pressed up against the morgue attendant’s neck. “How do you lose a fucking corpse?”

    Allison winces at the word, blood chilling in her veins as Five slams the man back into the wall. The man whimpers, knees shaking at staring death in the face and is already bursting into frightened tears.

    Five is terrifying in his fury, face twisting into a glare cutting to the bone and the presence he emits is choking, phantom hands pressing down on your throat and chest, cracking through your ribs while poisoning the air with malice. Killing intent at its purest form.

    Or Vanya, whose eyes are a startling white as she gazes at the man, expression tense but chin held tall.

    Nobody tells Five to stop when he draws blood.

    “He was right there!” The man points at the table, the sheet laying on the ground. “I swear I didn’t lose him. Somebody must have taken him away! Relocated him or something!”

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    The Hargreeves are called in to identify their dead brother only to find him missing upon visiting the Morgue. Needless to say they're not happy.

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    07 Aug 2020