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omg omg omg omg omg!!!!!! Ladies and Gentlemen this is not a drill everybody spread the word!
HOW WE FEELIN, BOYS???
I put this under a cut because i wanted to
anyways I looked into the website's source code and found out that this guy?
his name is robutler. I love him
I expect you to die au?
okay, this fun little idea has been sping in my head all day and no one else I know cares about IEYTD so I'm just gonna talk about it here.
Imagine right after the events of the second game. Both Phenix and Juniper survive and get picked up by Zoraxis. On the way, they are both put inside a transport box and have to work together to escape, cue hijinks as Juniper has to guess what Phenix is trying to communicate, all while they both learn to trust each other.
It could end with them getting rescued, an adorable moment between Phoenix and the Handler, and Phoenix defending Juniper, with him than joining the agency.
or it could end with them meeting Zoraxis, with Juniper and Phenix fearing for their life. I like to imagine that right before seeing them, Juniper gives Phenix their mask so that they can keep their identity a secret ( up until this point they would have used it to cover up the burn scars on their face from the mask).
It's not much but I thought it would be a cute/funny sitcom-like situation with Juniper being stressed and Phenix deciding to take revenge by being as annoying as possible. With a few heartfelt moments of understanding mixed in for good measure.
Heyyyyy
I’m tempted to make a group with just lil guys adoption center. Just a lil place to post about the tiny creatures the Ieytd community has adopted. I think they’re rly cute🥰🥰🥰 (And also to keep track of who’s adopted and who’s not)
Of course, I’m gonna need @stellar-collective s persmission cause she created these adorable lil designs
Proof that I’m alive
I was thinking of making a fic where Pheonix is in the kinesium mines, giving a shiny rock to left robot, and before it dies, it gives it to Prism and she wears it on her neck which is only visible when she’s standing at the ruins of her robots:)
Idk maybe I’ll make it maybe I won’t
GIYSGUYSGUYS
LOOK WHOS BACK
THE IMFAMOUS
THE CUNTRESS
THE PHEONESS
I have some free time to spare since my other accounts aren’t that busy so if you send requests for her, I’ll make some art (Oh yea and phoenix too:)
Wait...........
How come I never realized this
IT'S REGINALD AND PHEONIX CORE
"Who lives"
"Who dies"
"Who tells your story."
First tome on discord could you pls explain how this works?
I Expect You To Date: REBOOTED
OOC: Well, you asked for it, and it's back! There's still a few things to work out, I need to figure out how to format it to avoid burnout, but the server's ready! So without further ado, welcome back to I Expect You To Date!
The way this works is a mix between a dating sim and freeform rp. I'll usually give the player one or more options to reply with, but they'll almost always also have a [Custom] option, which allows them to write their own response.
Basic plot is, the Agency finally discovered Zoraxis's main base, and there's no one better to send undercover than good old Agent Phoenix. There are 3 Acts in the game, and 8 routes, selected at the end of Act 1- 6 familiar faces and 2 secret routes.
With all that said, I hope you'll join me in foiling Zoraxis's top brass's most dastardly plot yet- remaining single.
Ta-ta, agents! Roz will resume posting soon.
Playing ieytd for the first time IN MONTHS
I swear I know I’m gonna cry just by hearing Reggie’s voice
It feels like forever since I was I this fandom 😭😭😭😭😭😭
”Well, sure. Why not?”
She pushes extroverted Pheonix in front of her who was vibrating with happiness
“13-12 has people, Firebird. Go talk to em.”
“OKAYOKAYOKAYOKAY!”
I Expect You To Party
A party set to celebrate both Christmas and the New Year across dimensions / universes.
(Feel free to add what each of your Phoenixes / EOD Agents will do.)
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A Christmas and New Year party set in a different dimension or universe is definitely a novel experience for Agent Phoenix, or in this case Agent 13-12. With the influx of multiple Agent Phoenixes, they decided to use a different code to distinguish themself from... well, every other Agent Phoenix.
They held out their hand, telekinesis activating as they plopped down the mango float, a dessert made of graham, whipped cream, and mangos.
"Too bad you're caught up on some things, Handler Sir~" They chuckled, touching their earpiece as their handler decided to protest, something about them giving him paperwork to do.
It only served to make them laugh.
In the background, a younger agent with blue hair was yelling at a different agent to get down from the Christmas tree.
"Wraith, I swear! Get down from there!" Agent Typhoon huffed. His handler, Elira (more affectionately called Ellie), just watches in the distance. She is beside another handler named Blue, discussing their kids agents' missions.
Blue's agent, Shadow, is sneaking off to form her own plan, a grin plastered on her face as she approaches Typhoon.
Another Phoenix, affectionately called Wyvern, approaches 13-12 as the latter was busy placing the food down.
Neither of them acknowledge the implicit food theft due to another Phoenix, Bluenix or Nix for short, taking control of the music and drawing their attention.
"You're doing that to spite them, aren't you?" A different agent, codename Smitten, with blonde hair and green eyes sat close to a different Phoenix who goes by "Sage" eating in the corner. He sighed upon seeing the spoon and fork floating at the distance.
Just arriving at the place was Agent 043, another Phoenix who immediately saw their baby siblings and went to them immediately.
Some other Agent Phoenixes have been invited and the party is about to start.
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Tagging by order of appearance:
Agent Wraith (@agentwraith) , Handler Blue (@blueorchid-95), Agent Shadow (@agent--shadow), Agent Wyvern (@phoenix-and-found-family), Agent Bluenix (@brain-is-a-toaster), "Sage" (@definitelyunhingedagentphoenix), Agent 043 (@the-one-and-only-043)
Agent 13-12, Agent Typhoon, Handler Ellie, and Agent Smitten belongs to me.
Other people who got invited but not sure what they'll do yet. (No pressure to join in. But feel free to invite other people!)
@stellar-collective, @tillywunderwing, @agentpheoness, @dandorime, @agent-phoenixxx
“Alright, that seems like a good advance.”
She takes another bottle of wine, twisting the cap off
“How have things been in your dimension while we were gone?”
I Expect You To Party
A party set to celebrate both Christmas and the New Year across dimensions / universes.
(Feel free to add what each of your Phoenixes / EOD Agents will do.)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Christmas and New Year party set in a different dimension or universe is definitely a novel experience for Agent Phoenix, or in this case Agent 13-12. With the influx of multiple Agent Phoenixes, they decided to use a different code to distinguish themself from... well, every other Agent Phoenix.
They held out their hand, telekinesis activating as they plopped down the mango float, a dessert made of graham, whipped cream, and mangos.
"Too bad you're caught up on some things, Handler Sir~" They chuckled, touching their earpiece as their handler decided to protest, something about them giving him paperwork to do.
It only served to make them laugh.
In the background, a younger agent with blue hair was yelling at a different agent to get down from the Christmas tree.
"Wraith, I swear! Get down from there!" Agent Typhoon huffed. His handler, Elira (more affectionately called Ellie), just watches in the distance. She is beside another handler named Blue, discussing their kids agents' missions.
Blue's agent, Shadow, is sneaking off to form her own plan, a grin plastered on her face as she approaches Typhoon.
Another Phoenix, affectionately called Wyvern, approaches 13-12 as the latter was busy placing the food down.
Neither of them acknowledge the implicit food theft due to another Phoenix, Bluenix or Nix for short, taking control of the music and drawing their attention.
"You're doing that to spite them, aren't you?" A different agent, codename Smitten, with blonde hair and green eyes sat close to a different Phoenix who goes by "Sage" eating in the corner. He sighed upon seeing the spoon and fork floating at the distance.
Just arriving at the place was Agent 043, another Phoenix who immediately saw their baby siblings and went to them immediately.
Some other Agent Phoenixes have been invited and the party is about to start.
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Tagging by order of appearance:
Agent Wraith (@agentwraith) , Handler Blue (@blueorchid-95), Agent Shadow (@agent--shadow), Agent Wyvern (@phoenix-and-found-family), Agent Bluenix (@brain-is-a-toaster), "Sage" (@definitelyunhingedagentphoenix), Agent 043 (@the-one-and-only-043)
Agent 13-12, Agent Typhoon, Handler Ellie, and Agent Smitten belongs to me.
Other people who got invited but not sure what they'll do yet. (No pressure to join in. But feel free to invite other people!)
@stellar-collective, @tillywunderwing, @agentpheoness, @dandorime, @agent-phoenixxx
I haven't been on this account for weeks:(
Gonna change that now:D
Pheoness is stealing the wine from Juniper and chugging it all since her telekinetic abilities surgery had an impact on her alcohol tolerance so she can drink as much as she wants without any effects. Pheonix is cheering her on.
"Hey, I managed to snag ALL of John's alcohol, so let's get this party started!"
Pheonix throws a mistletoe at her
"It WILL once you get some guts and use this, Phee-Phee! You promised you would!"
"Well, maybe if I act wasted he might think I'm just doing it cause I'm drunk....Does our handler know i can't get drunk, firebird?"
"Nope."
"Perfect>:)"
I missed my ieytd moots how you guys doing:)
I Expect You To Party
A party set to celebrate both Christmas and the New Year across dimensions / universes.
(Feel free to add what each of your Phoenixes / EOD Agents will do.)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Christmas and New Year party set in a different dimension or universe is definitely a novel experience for Agent Phoenix, or in this case Agent 13-12. With the influx of multiple Agent Phoenixes, they decided to use a different code to distinguish themself from... well, every other Agent Phoenix.
They held out their hand, telekinesis activating as they plopped down the mango float, a dessert made of graham, whipped cream, and mangos.
"Too bad you're caught up on some things, Handler Sir~" They chuckled, touching their earpiece as their handler decided to protest, something about them giving him paperwork to do.
It only served to make them laugh.
In the background, a younger agent with blue hair was yelling at a different agent to get down from the Christmas tree.
"Wraith, I swear! Get down from there!" Agent Typhoon huffed. His handler, Elira (more affectionately called Ellie), just watches in the distance. She is beside another handler named Blue, discussing their kids agents' missions.
Blue's agent, Shadow, is sneaking off to form her own plan, a grin plastered on her face as she approaches Typhoon.
Another Phoenix, affectionately called Wyvern, approaches 13-12 as the latter was busy placing the food down.
Neither of them acknowledge the implicit food theft due to another Phoenix, Bluenix or Nix for short, taking control of the music and drawing their attention.
"You're doing that to spite them, aren't you?" A different agent, codename Smitten, with blonde hair and green eyes sat close to a different Phoenix who goes by "Sage" eating in the corner. He sighed upon seeing the spoon and fork floating at the distance.
Just arriving at the place was Agent 043, another Phoenix who immediately saw their baby siblings and went to them immediately.
Some other Agent Phoenixes have been invited and the party is about to start.
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Tagging by order of appearance:
Agent Wraith (@agentwraith) , Handler Blue (@blueorchid-95), Agent Shadow (@agent--shadow), Agent Wyvern (@phoenix-and-found-family), Agent Bluenix (@brain-is-a-toaster), "Sage" (@definitelyunhingedagentphoenix), Agent 043 (@the-one-and-only-043)
Agent 13-12, Agent Typhoon, Handler Ellie, and Agent Smitten belongs to me.
Other people who got invited but not sure what they'll do yet. (No pressure to join in. But feel free to invite other people!)
@stellar-collective, @tillywunderwing, @agentpheoness, @dandorime, @agent-phoenixxx
First edit I’ve ever made
ATTENTION ALL SONGWRITERS AND MUSICIANS!
I am in a group that is creating a series of songs for a not well known game but most if not all of us aren't familiar with/ don't know how to create the actual music. Most of the songs just have a title, but there is one song we have created with lyrics just no music. If you know how to write music and are willing to help, inbox me or leave a comment
Here's the song with completed lyrics if you're interested:)
Ieytd lore #8 (I think?) Descending into the next life Part 2
⚠️Warnings⚠️: Get out your tissues this is gonna be some heavy angst
Low power…..
LOW POWER?!
The agents’ stood there in utter disbelief and hopelessness No…no this can’t be it…Less than a minute was left. They gave it all they had…only to fail now?! Her success only a fickle illusion, she shoved her hands against her face, silently breaking down. How were they gonna find power in less than a minute. Both of them silently admitted it was safe to say it was over. They’d lost. Pheonix looked toward the briefcase…the abort button had familiar hooks. He couldn’t withhold the gasp that escaped him as it began to click….”….Pheoness…” Pheoness looked at him with teary eyes as he pointed at the power storage box and realization lit up in her eyes as well. Reginald also started to realize “No….no….Agents! You’ll fall to your deaths….! T-there’s gotta be another way…” His desperate plea ringing through their ears. The two agents looked at each other, a silent agreement as they took out one clip each. 30 seconds remaining. They had to do this. It was inevitable. The sacrifice had to be made, even if it meant death for both of them. If they’d have a choice to save themselves or the world, they’d choose the world. Every. Single. Time. “Together…?” Phoenix gently took her hand, caressing the back of her hand with the gentlest touch. For the first time ever, Pheoness saw tears run down Phoenix’s cheeks, leaving small trails down his face
“Together.”
They both plugged their clips in before pressing the abort button. It was done. No going back.
The elevator shook under their feet. There was only a few precious seconds left before it couldn’t hold them .“Well, I didn’t expect this…..” Zor sighed “I’ll be seeing you, agents. If you survive that is…” The snapping of elevator cords were audible above them. Pheoness took the earpiece she had, caressing the soft fabric of her mic. It was clear that Reginald was shocked silent from their decision. “Sorry, Reggie…” Pheoness responded, her voice grave but still full of affection. There was one thing she was dying to say, but she couldn’t do it. Not now “take care of the agency for us….” A few shaky breaths came from the other side before a small “Agents…” comes through the earpiece.
The final cord snaps and their fate is sealed
She remembers this part the most vividly. The feeling of stomach, along with her whole body, numbing. The sound of Reginald’s scream clashing with the explosions from the self destructing nuke. The only thing she would wish is to spend more time with her Reggie. She knew she’d have to part from him, though. It’s written in the contract of the agency. She hopes he’ll get over them after a while, the thought of seeing him cry killed her internally. But, other than that, she wouldn’t die any other way. The lighting of the explosions were actually kind of cool, like something from the movies. She looked at Pheonix, looking all around him in a panic. “Kid, it’s okay…” she says, causing Phoenix to look up at her. She glides over to him, taking him into a gentle embrace. “Is it really gonna be over…?” He whimpers, burying her head in his chest. She nods “But it all turns out good in the end, right? Reginald’s going to be fine without us…someday…and all of those lives will be saved from Zor’s wrath. Like super spies.” He laughs softly “We ARE super spies…” Phoenix wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer “….Love you, Phee-Phee.”
She tears up slightly, looking down at the agent who’s developed into her best friend and somewhat of a little brother. All of the adventures they had together, the laughs and blood and sweat and tears they shared together. But she’s glad she spent it with a family who loves her for her.
“Love you too, Pheonix….”
Those were her last words before they crashed into the Earth, departed to an infinite black void.
Until she hears sobbing
Pheoness groans softly, looking up. Nothing but debris and ashes remain of the building. That and Phoenix’s lifeless body, which the figure is kneeled in front of. No….not again.
“What are you doing here…?” Pheoness demands “W..wasn’t this how it’s supposed to end?” The figure turns around, its eyes stone cold, but obviously hiding vulnerability. “No…..he…he wasn’t supposed to die…..” “Well explain. Now.”
It sighs “Only Pheonix was supposed to be on that elevator, not you. You were supposed to be dead. TWICE! I thought even if you’re alive, you wouldn’t intervene, but no! You had to mess up everything! Now…I..I can’t revive him….I maybe able to help if….” It grabs her shoulders with an iron grip “Listen, punk. I’m going to give you one last chance. Go back in your body, and try your best to heal him. If he’s in a good enough condition, I can revive him. You better fix what you miss or else I’m making your life a living hell! You got that?” She nods, looking down at the body. His limbs were mangled and broken and his body was covered in countless injuries, but his lips were twisted upwards slightly.. he was smiling…? “Just get back in your body..I don’t want to see your face anymore…” Pheoness turned to it, nodding silently before hopping back in her own body. Before, she didn’t feel any pain, but now very much alive, every cut, wound, and broken bone felt like torture. Blood pooled and blinded one of her eyes, leaving only one to see with. Every step felt like dying all over again. But she had to carry on, she had to be strong for Phoenix. She picks him up on her back, holding back her moans of pain as she does so. Looking around, it was strangely quiet. Not like deafening silence, a peaceful kind. In the distance, about a mile from them, was a building. It wasn’t quite recognizable yet, but as they got closer, she was able to make out the shape, then the true size. It was a decently large building but it seemed to be abandoned. No window on the building was intact and no power seemed to be coming from it. Pheoness knocked on the door, just in case. No reply. After a minute, she was able to open the door that was barricaded by tons of spider webs. Not very roomy, but it’ll do. She sets him down on a nearby table. Only a few odd creaks came from it, but she was fairly certain it could hold him unlike that elevator . The bandages in her pocket were bloody, but could soak up a few more liters, so she wrapped them around his wounds. She collapsed next to him afterwards, exhaustion taking over her. “I’ll see you soon.” She whispered before slipping away from consciousness
Oh boy, what a night it’s been
Tags: @pandagobrr @wyvchard @juniperfan17
Ieytd lore #8 (I think?) Descending into the next life Part 1
(Sorry I haven’t posted in what feels like forever. I’m running on the little motivation I have left and a buncha caffeine)
Notes: This chapter is a little time skip from the last one. We’re in rising Phoenix now:0
⚠️Warnings⚠️: elevataphobia, blood, gun violence, mentions of incineration and death
Alarms are ringing throughout the building, indicating that Juniper’s plan is near its end. Pheoness can feel her friend squeeze her hand, her own trembling just the slightest bit as the elevator begins to ascend “Hey, we’re gonna be okay, kid.” She nudges him “Are you sure…? I mean if we fail this. It’s not just us that die, probably the whole agency will be under siege and-“ “Woah, woah. Calm down. Reginald doesn’t need another traumatized mess…” Pheoness puts an arm around his shoulder and ruffles its hair “We’ve stopped a laser of death while in space, while a pretty science lady was trying to kill us with radiation! I think we can handle one, annoying actor-“
As she’s about to finish her sentence, the sound of gunshots whistle through the elevator, causing small bullet holes. They could feel a halt in the elevator’s path of motion. “Agents, are you okay?!” Reginald’s voice from the earpiece exclaims, not even attempting to concede the hint of worry and panic. “We’re fine, Reggie…” Pheoness sighs, trying to loosen her muscles from their tensed position caused by the scare. “But this elevator isn’t working anymore…” Phoenix opened the elevator panel, a faulty battery leaping out of it. The electricity from the battery caused a small fire in the carpet of the elevator. “PHEONIX WHAT DID WE SAY ABOUT TOUCHING THINGS!” Pheoness frantically steps of the flame, putting it out. “Sorry…” Phoenix sheepishly shrugs while looking at the elevator panel. “It definitely looks busted though…” Their heads jolt up as the elevator doors open, revealing the base of the nuke Zoraxis was planning to launch, along with a containment area. Muttered voices came from the entrapped center, they were oddly familiar but neither of them could put their finger on it. “Hold down the fort here…” she says, swinging off the elevator to an assortment of levers. She gripped a taser from nearby, just in case whoever was in there was dangerous. Perspiration from her palms left a small mark as she slowly pulled the lever down, opening one of the doors. After a few seconds of agonizing silence, an older woman peeks her head out of the door, fear evident on her face. It was one of the heads of state that Juniper was impersonating. She chuckled internally at the fact that Juniper had to impersonate women too, wondering how he would look in a dress…….Never mind that. She needed to stick to the tasks at hand “Go, I’ll release the other heads of state. When I do, tell them they need to get out of here.” The prime minister nodded, speaking in a heavy African accent “I will, thank you dearly, agent.” After she’s out of sight, she pulls the other three levers, letting all the other Heads of State escape. Taking one last look at the structure of the nuke, she realized Zor’s plan. Once they launched the nuke, the hot exhaust from it would incinerate the Prime Minister’s which were below it. “Disgusting.” Reginald growls “Zor is as cunning as they are evil.” Pheoness nods “Agreed.” How glad she is to foil Zor’s plan. As she was about to return to Phoenix, a loud thud made her jump and pull out her taser again, only to realize it was a power storing box. Her face dropped as she found out it was on empty. This was just what they needed if they could find power.
“PHEONESS, A LITTLE HELP HERE?!”
The amount of alarm in Pheonix’s voice sent adrenaline throughout her body, shoving the box in her arm and hopping up to the elevator. All Phoenix could do was point at the saw-blade above them that was brutally slicing through the elevator cords. “That Box…here…gimme it.” She passes him the power storing container. Using the alligator clips to connect them to similar attachments on the saw. It drained the energy from the machine till the saw was at a complete stop. “Never fail to surprise me….” Pheoness laughs, pulling back the clips in awe and connecting them to the elevator. The energy from the saw blade machine powering the elevator as it made its way up to the top floor. She peers around the elevator, tools scattered everywhere. “W..what’s all this…?” Pheoness gestures to the tools lying around “I found em. You never know when they’ll come in handy!” Phoenix responded with a smile, but it soon disappeared as they heard the voice they were oh so used to hearing.
All of the times Juniper betrayed them, attempted to trick them, to kill them. The memories linger in the back of their minds every time they hear the smooth purr of his voice and this time was no different. As they ascended higher and higher, his words became more clearer, more condescending. The two intertwined hands once again. They will face the enemy that plagued them. Together. The elevator doors open slowly, reluctant to show them the one, the only John Juniper. Standing on a metal bridge over the nuke. He hasn’t noticed them yet, his back turned as he gives his passionate speech to the millions of terrified people watching him. It wasn’t until the elevator bell dinged, that he turned around. His eyes narrowed in hatred, but also astonishment as he clutched the sacred suitcase in his hand “How did you…” He sighs, aggravated “Sorry, folks. I need to take care of something.” He suddenly pulls out a pistol from his pocket and starts shooting at them. Fortunately, they’re able to reflect most of his shots off the scattered tools from the floor. However, one pierces through Phoenix’s arm and he lets out a pained yell; blood spilling from the wound. They were in a terrible spot, only being able to deflect Juniper’s bullets “Why. Won’t. You. DIE?!” John shouts. Pheoness covered her injured friend “Don’t worry, kid. I could take another bullet for you.” She said, her voice strained from the pressure of the bullets going through whatever items she held up for protection. Even though the agonizing pain in his arm, Phoenix found something he couldn’t resist, a big, red, lever. “Kid?! What are you doing?!”
Impulsiveness getting to him, he used his TK to pull down the lever. Like clockwork, the bridge that Juniper was standing on began to separate. The unsuspecting Juniper began to teeter on the bridge lost his balance. His fingers desperately clinging onto the ledge for dear life “W-woah, Agents!” For the first time ever, his voice was cocky or arrogant, he was vulnerable. Scared. It kind of worried them despite him being their enemy “You don’t want me, you want Zor! I can tell you who Zor is! It’s-“ The only voice that’s scarier than Juniper’s becomes audible. Zor’s. “Is the cowardly actor trying to save his skin?” Juniper’s voice converted to its normal, annoying tone “Hah! What’re you gonna do to me?! I’m the one running things now!” Zor chuckles eerily, their voice a malicious tone “Mr, Juniper. You were never running the show. Fabricator? If you will…?” The Fabricator walks onto the ledge Juniper was standing on with a remote in hand. Her gentle, motherly smile Pheoness saw in the wine cellar completely replaced with a heartless smirk. “Bye, bye John.” With a push of a button, Fabricator uses his precious mimic mask against him, giving him a series of electric shocks. Junipers body tenses up as he screams in agony. His fingers finally slipped off the edge, making him plummet to the ground. The agents look with wide eyes as Fabricator turns her head in their direction, her eyes landing on Pheoness “Good luck, darling.” She said in a sweet tone before she exited the building. Pheoness really wanted to believe she was being genuine. But that look on her face said otherwise. Her thoughts were broken by Reginald “Agents! The briefcase!” And there it was. The briefcase that Juniper protected with his life, now lied on the platform without a carrier. Phoenix obtained it with his TK. When opened, a series of puzzles were inside, and a timer that was ticking down. 10 minutes till the nuke was launched “Phee-Phee…I..only have one working arm left..you have to do it…” Her eyes widened as she looks at the first puzzle, inspecting it carefully. After a second, she twists it to make a Z shape…one puzzle done, 2 more to go. The next one was harder, she had to hit the right series of buttons. All sounds were muffled, even the voice of the agent next to her. The only thing she could hear was the throbbing in her head, the sound of her shaky breaths, and every beep that signaled she was another second close from the end. 6 minutes…she pushed every button, each lighting up a certain set of lights, her hands shaking with every press. 5 minutes… “Pheoness, 8 o clock and 1 o clock!” She hears throughout the cluttered mess of her mind. She presses the button positioned at 8 o clock and 1 o clock, lighting up all the lights and successfully completing the second puzzle. One last puzzle Pheoness…you can do this….3 minutes left. In this last puzzle she had to slide a dial through every light without repetition. 2 minutes….the adrenaline was so intense it made her feel dizzy. Sliding the dial left, right, up, down. Every move could de ide the fate of the world. She had to do this. Everyone was relying on it. Just. Keep. Moving.
“YES!”
She was able to solve the last puzzle with a minute remaining. The big red abort button like an oasis in a desert of pain and death. Her ears start to take in the other sounds, one being the sound of Reginald’s delighted laughs “You did it, Agents!” Her breathing starts to stabilize, looking at Phoenix, who had an overjoyed look on his exhausted face. He holds his finger out, just brushing against the button. “Together?”
Pheoness nods “Together.”
And they both press the button, relieved that this could finally end.
…….but no end came
Tags: @pandagobrr @wyvchard
Sorry guys I’m not dead🙏
I’ve been really busy during school that I e been in a state of inactivity. I will try to get more art/lore out asap:]
T H E M 💙💜
I know people have talked about Roxana as a motherly figure but honestly, I really like this.
An sophisticated mother and her slightly less sophisticated, traumatized daughter (Who hate the same person)
Omg I saw this and it made me think of Pheoness being trained at the EOD when she was very young🥺🥺🥺
"...Get up."
"I... can't..."
"Do you think that enemies will accept that?!? Do you think they'll let you go because you can't fight any longer?!?!"
"Papa, I..."
"Give me one good reason I should let you take a break right now."
"..."
"...You're pathetic."
"..."
"Five minutes. Then I expect you to be ready to learn again."
"Don't forget what you are."
"..."
"...I'm pathetic."
*years later*
"Phoenix! Are you okay? That was a ridiculous number of people to take on at once!"
"...Did any survive?"
"...Yes... One, I think."
"...Oh."
"You're lucky I managed to get you to a hospital in time. None of us expected you to die, of course, but you could have definitely sustained lasting damage."
"...Why would you do that for me? I didn't deserve it."
"What are you talking about?"
"I didn't deserve it. One of them escaped. I didn't deserve help because I couldn't finish the mission."
"That is very much not true, agent-"
"I know I'm pathetic, Reginald. You can just tell me."
"..."
"Who on earth told you that?"
Phoenix and Reginald core 🥰🥰
Dad: I got this
YESSSSSSS
SUFFER WITH US!
John Juniper IEYTD, please.
He deserves it.
WHO WANTS TO START AN IEYTD ROLEPLAY I WANT MY TWO BABIES TO GET INTO SOME SHENANIGANS!
Small little art dump:)
I was gonna put these in my inktober but I’m soooooooooo be (like 12 days behind) so here’s a lil art dump (NONE OF THESE ARE CANON….yet;)
Very red:)
Safe and Sound in A Nutshell
Juniper: You know, I’ve never got to do a classic villain mono- Phoenix:
(Original video from Thomas Sanders)
ATTENTION ALL IEYTD FANS!
Me and a couple of other accounts are making an ieytd musical! Since the fanbase is so small, we don’t have that many people to make it. If you want to try out for a main part, go for it! Even something as simple as helping with costume and stage design is greatly appreciated!
We’re holding voice auditions and all characters are currently open!
Musical Tumblr group⬇️
Audition sign ups if you’re interested:D
https://www.tumblr.com/communities/i-expect-you-to-die-the-musica/post/763709374250237952/ieytd-auditions-sign-up-form
John Juniper in all of Jet Set:
The Mask of Mirage (Part 1)
”Okay fine, Pheonix! I admit it!”
Pheoness exclaims, tugging on the sheets of the trailer’s pull up couch nervously. Pheonix raises an eyebrow mischievously. He knows what he talks about, but he’s waited too long not to poke a little fun at her. “I’m sorry. What are you admitting?” He feigned innocence “PHEONIX!” She muttered, her face getting hot. “I…might like Reginald…m-more than platonically….” Pheonix smirked “Please speak up. I can’t hear you!” “ OH MY GOODNESS PHEONIX! I. LIKE. REGINALD!” She admits, covering her mouth in shock when she realizes her volume. Pheonix bursts out laughing, the sound adorable and sweet with an hint of sneakiness. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” Pheonix takes a seat next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder “Soooooo when am I gonna plan the wedding?” “WEDDING WHA- PHEONIX! WE’RE PROBABLY NOT EVEN GONNA DATE! Remember, agency rules and all….” Pheonix shrugs “Girl, we have almost burned HQ down multiple times. When have we ever listened to the rules?” “No, Pheonix. You don’t understand…” She stands up, pacing back and forth while rubbing her temples. “When we’re doing our chaotic stunts, management can only blame US. If….my relationship with him is anything more than platonic, it could get him in trouble and probably even fired. I know he loves his job, so I’m not going to interrupt that because of some…stupid emotions.” She put on a fake smile, trying to change the subject “Let’s just get the briefcase to HQ, I’ll drive.” “Awh, no fair! You drove last time!” He pouted “Well, I don’t trust you driving! You were 70 miles over the speed limit and laughing like a maniac while you did so!” Pheonix mumbles in frustration from the back seat as Pheoness starts the car.
The van suddenly got darker, even in the front seat. “Pheonix, what did I tell you about playing with the lights?!” But all that responded was a strangled series of coughs from him and a weak “-Pheoness…”. This…wasn’t the lights. She didn’t realize her lungs were filling with smoke. She too starts coughing uncontrollably, trying to find the source of the smoke. It was no use, the smoke was so thick, burning her eyes so she couldn’t even see a foot in front of her. Her leg makes contact with an unknown object, making her body slam in the floor and her chin hitting what she thinks was a table. She couldn’t tell if it was from the smoke or the fall that made her vision go black.
The next thing she remembered, she’s in her old office. Each wall and crevice was so familiar, even the desk, which was piled with delicious food and wine. She tried calling out to Pheonix, but there was no response, not even on her earpiece. Thank goodness Reginald was connected “Oh, agent. You’re awake!” She heard his voice through the earpiece “Reginald, what happened?! There was a bunch of smoke and-“ “Oh, agent. Everything’s fine. You and Pheonix got the briefcase here and that’s all that matters…” She looks at the food, desperately wanting to eat it, but has trust issues when it comes to food due to the chocolate cake incident. She carefully took a sip of the wine, making completely sure it wasn’t poison before chugging it. Honestly, she really needed that right now. Despite everything, nothing explains what happened in the van and it didn’t sit right with her. She looked through some of the drawers, realizing one that couldn’t open “Oh, no. That’s not important, agent.” She raised an eyebrow “Reggie, it’s MY desk. Are you feeling okay?” “Perfectly fine. Why?” Pheoness sighs “There’s something off about you, if something’s wrong you can tell me, you know that, right-?” Pheoness says but was rudely interrupted by Reginald “Yes, yes, I know agent.” He scoffs in an annoyed tone. Now, she knew something was up. Reginald wouldn’t cut her off even if he was pissed. She opens the drawer with a knife that was on the table. In it was a clipboard and a lighter. The clipboard, written in neat red ink, is a checklist, talking about a stage set. “Reginald, how did I get here..?” Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at the clipboard. “The smoke grenade wasn’t filled of poison gas so I was able to get you two to the agency.” Her eyes widened as an eerie silence filled the air.
“I didn’t mention a smoke grenade.”
She uses her telekinesis to move the once sturdy agency logo on her wall, but now, it was flimsily made of cardboard. “You’re not telling me something..?” She growls, hiding her overwhelming anxiety. What’s wrong with the man she cared for and loved? Did they kidnap him? Torture him to do this? She couldn’t imagine Reginald being like this………unless……this wasn’t Reginald. Her muscles tensed in anger at the realization. This safety and security was all just a mere mirage. She grips the lighter tightly, lighting anything she could on fire. To her surprise, there was a camera pointing at her where the agency logo was. Instead of Reginald being shocked or dumbfounded, his voice sounded smug
“Looks like someone’s connecting the dots.”
“And cut! That. Was. Perfect.” Before she knew it, a cage of deadly lasers prevented her escape. “Don’t get any ideas, agent. You’re not going anywhere.” Reginald’s voice started distorted, mutating into another familiar voice. The one and only John Juniper. The walls of the room started to separate, revealing she was in the middle of a theatrical set. Pheonix was also bound by a laser cage next to her. In a panel above her was the cocky actor, who was wearing the mimic mask. He was staring down at her intently as if she was a mere cockroach. “Hey, agents. Not a bad impression of your handler, huh? There’s a reason I won all of those awards.” Pheonix stifles a giggle “What awards? Most likely to have a temper tantrum?” Even through they were in a terrible situation, they still laughed at Juniper, the person who literally holding them hostage. “How dare! I do not have temper tantrums!” He retorted “The little party we crashed proved otherwise…” Pheoness snickers “SHUT UP! Oh, and for your information Pheeeoness..” he snarled, emphasizing the e in her name. “I did not mean to flirt with you at the party.” He shuddered at the word ‘flirt’ “Ew, that’s the one time other than the yacht incident that I regret being drunk. You got lucky your little boyfriend was there to save you. This time, you don’t have that privilege” Her heart sank at the mention of Reginald “Where is he? HE BETTER BE OKAY!” His tone went back to his familiar smugness “Don’t worry, cupcake. All you need to know is that he’s at OUR will now…..You know, I never got to do a classic villain monologue. And what do I have, but a captive audience!” He then rants about how he joined Zoraxis for the role of a lifetime and his whole typical villain arc. Pheoness loves it when Reginald and Pheonix rants to her, but Juniper doing it gave her the opposite feeling. She tried to use her telekinesis to take a fork to poke his eye, but he the panel he was in was surrounded in glass. He was still pissed at her for trying, though. “I see…you just wanna skip to the part where you die! Well, fine!”
“Lights, camera, aaaaand ACTION!”
ieytd lore #6 Two Birds of A Feather Infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 3)
Warnings: Blood, gun violence, canonical death, trauma
The smell of hand sanitizer lingered in the air as Pheoness regained her senses. One of her hands gripped at the fabric of the mattress and the sound of slow beeping was muffled in her ears. As her vision became clearer, it was evident where she was. Bad memories flooded her brain, causing her breathing to become unsteady. She wanted to run and hide, but her broken body wouldn’t let her. She heard the ER’s rhythmic beeps speeding up as she struggled. “Hey, hey, it’s okay…thank goodness you’re alive….” That soothing voice along with a gentle grip on her hand anchored her to reality. She looked at her hand, which was intertwined into a slightly larger one. “I’m right here, agent….” She turns her head toward her Handler, just him being there helped her calm down. Though, he seemed less than alright. His hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot with small trails running down his cheek. She didn’t care anymore that they were “breaking protocol” and caressed his hand gently with her thumb, the pad of her finger rubbing against his calloused knuckles. “Reginald…W..what happened…?” He smiled softly when he heard her voice “You don’t remember anything from last night?” He responded. Pheoness clutched her head, groaning. “The last thing I remember were setting off those mines.” “Well, it was a long day for you…If I’m being honest, I thought-“ his voice slightly falter, cracking slightly until his voice is a small whimper “Me and Pheonix didn’t think you’d make it.” This only makes her give his hand a gentle squeeze “Hey, I’m okay…just…tell me what happened after..please…you know I love it when you tell stories…”
Reginald’s lips slightly curve upwards “After you left to meet Phoenix, it wasn’t long after the security found out I was from the agency. I came sprinting to the wine cellar and was finally safe with you guys. But…I accidentally led them to you. I didn’t mean to…I…think that you being here, it’s all my fault….” She shushes him while he was rambling “I bet whatever happened wasn’t your fault..now go on…” she couldn’t help it. The smooth sound of his voice, the feel of his skin under hers, maybe affection WAS something she was missing out on all her life. “Well…” Reginald continued “He found you guys and after they found out the door was locked and barred-“ Reginald’s voice slowly fades as she starts to remember, how could she ever forget.
“Just shoot the agent! A-ARE YOU WEARING MY MASK?!” Juniper shouted through the door. Pheoness realized she kept The Fabricator’s mask on “Oh, THIS?!” She mocked him, dangling the mask and making SURE he could see it “Thanks for this and the briefcase, but you’re not getting either of them back.” John Juniper let out a furious grumbled and muttered out “You know what to do…” Without a moments notice, she saw a laser aimed at Pheonix “Pheonix watch out!” She called, but certain he could dodge. He’s smart enough to see the obvious laser pointed at him “What do you mean?” Pheonix asked with a raised eyebrow. She stands corrected. Then she remembered: his eye. He couldn’t see out of his left eye due to their tussle with Gibson. Acting on instinct, she shoved Pheonix out of the way, but as she just made contact with him, she heard the loud BANG of the gunshot followed by the agonizing sound of teared flesh. A breathless gasp escaped her as she looked down. Her beautiful dress was now torn at her stomach with blood gushing down the skirt as her body violently met the cold ground. Reginald’s horrified scream was a deaf ring to her ears, for all she could sense was the pain in her core. She knew if she even moved a little bit, her body would shut down. The only thing other than pain was the feel of Reginald’s warm tears on the sleeve of her arm “Close the hatch!” She faintly heard Pheonix shout before a loud explosion vibrated the floor she was now motionless on. Her heart was slowly pumping, doing anything to keep on beating. Her vision blurred and for a while, her vision was completely stripped from her, so she had to rely on her hearing to sense what was happening, which was extremely hard because all she heard was shrill cries and shouts and the faint pattering of feet. When her vision finally became somewhat clearer, she could faintly make out Reginald’s face, the look of despair shimmering in his tear filled eyes, “A…agent…please…everyone needs you…y-you can’t leave now…” she could faintly hear him beg in a broken voice and it forced burning tears into her eyes. Pheonix was also crying, trying to stifle the blood flow from her with no avail. She could hear their sniffles and soft whimpers and then…
She could hear nothing at all
She saw her dead, bloody body. The lifeless stare in her eyes as her found family clutched her unmoving corpse. “No…No…guys..I’m not dead…I’m right here…I’m coming..” she says, about to touch her body when a firm grip squeezed at her arm “And what do you think you’re doing?” A familiar voice called out, she looked behind her to see that familiar, faceless silhouette she saw back at the theater “Leave me alone. I want to see my family again. I don’t want them to think I died.” She admitted “And how long are you gonna keep doing this?! What happens till these mortals who aren’t as lucky as you die as well?!” The figure commanded “Listen, I just need a few more tries, the world needs me….I can’t just die…” the figure lets go of her arm “Fine, but you can’t keep doing this…one day I’m bound to obtain you and your mortal friends.” She nodded, hearing one last thing before returning to her mortal body
“Just know you can’t keep running from your problems forever, Alyna.”
“And that’s what happened. Pheonix stayed at your side for a long time but he finally went home.” Reginald’s voice found its way in her mind again as he ended his story. Of course he doesn’t know about that last part, and no one could know about it. Not him, not Pheonix. But she did want to tell him about why she was so scared, so she does. Informing him about her past and why she was so distant to him and Pheonix at first. He listened intently to her, hanging onto every word she said.
“I see…you’re a tough one, yknow that? Stubborn at times, but tough.” He said when she finished, resting his head against their intertwined hands. “I’m just…glad you’re okay…”
“And I’m glad you’re here, mi grùa.”
Reginald melted at the nickname, letting out a soft sigh. The pet names were definitely new, but not unwanted
“Mi Precioso Fénix..”
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PHEONESS AND FABBY ART
I love their dynamic soooooo much. If only they weren’t enemies.
(Btw part 3 will probably be out sometime today:)
ieytd Lore #6 Birds of a feather infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 2)
Warnings: Attempts at seduction, mildly suggestive? blood, and violence.
Her heart rate increased tenfold as the heard the slow, melody of the band. What happens if they find out it’s her? She knew she was about hyperventilate as the room swerved in her vision. She couldn’t do this. She looked towards The Fa hesitantly, who signaled her to breathe. She tried to calm down as she felt the cool air fill her lungs, relishing it before letting it go. Then, a realization came to her. She was Agent Pheoness, one of the best agents in the EOD. Agent Phoenix was probably working his butt off in the wine cellar right underneath her feet, and it was her responsibility to do the same.
She COULD and WILL get through this!
She takes a shaky step forward. If they think she’s a dancer, she IS a dancer.
Like a whole different person, she effortlessly glides across the stage, her eyes closed shut to block out all of the eyes on her as she danced gracefully. She was surprisingly wonderful at it. The rhythm of the music slowly enveloped her nerves as she kept going, letting the symphony put her in a trance. The audience surrounded her were mesmerized by her stunning performance.
Meanwhile, Agent Pheonix had found the mimic mask and gave to Juniper. Turns out the wine cellar had a secret map system inside the counter that he found. Pheonix absentmindedly scrolled through the cameras, taking in everyone’s location until witnessing Pheoness. “Dang, how hard did you punch me, Gibs?” The asked, questioning what he was seeing as he rubbed his good eye. “Well, serves you right, scoundrel!” The newly conscious Gibson snaps “Now don’t touch that console!” Pheonix scoffs and chuckles “Oh shut it, and I thought we were getting along! You were much funner when unconscious.” His eyes didn’t look away from the screen, she certainly played the dancer role well.
She came to a halt when the music stopped. Applause from the audience were muffled by her inner thoughts
She just did that.
She chuckled, heading back to The Fabricator who was clapping softly “You were amazing darling, an absolute muse!” She chuckled “Mon chef-d'œuvre!” (French for my masterpiece) “I bet all those nerves got you absolutely exhausted. Go enjoy the party. You’ve earned it.” With one last hug, Pheoness heads out, finally able to return to Pheonix. She strolled through the ballroom. The beautiful chandelier illuminated the huge room as she plowed through the crowd. She was used to people staring at her, but she wasn’t used to other smiling at her. Usually, agents would stare at her because of her abnormality to the rest of them or was ready to make fun of her, but no, they were smiling. Genuinely. Some even complimented her as she made her way towards the wine cellar. She saw the clearing ahead when she felt a grip on her arm.
“Hey, loved your performance, sweetheart~”
Uh-oh, of course it’s the last person she wants to see. And she was so close too. Pheoness turns around to see John Juniper in an extravagant tuxedo. If only she could’ve worn that so she could have the speed to run. “Ah, Mr Juniper.” She purrs in her fake accent “Lovely to see you.” He kisses the back of her hand, and she has to hold back a gag. What a waste of a perfectly good hand “How do you like the party?” He asks, his voice as smooth as sanded wood. “Oh, it’s just wonderful. Sincerest thanks for letting me preform at your mansion.” He laughs softly “It was nothing, sweetheart. You think I could speak to you, privately?” She raises an eyebrow but nods. Maybe it was valuable information. Juniper led her to the balcony. The moon was close to being full as it worked with the stars to light the midnight sky. “Finally, We’re alone~” He remarks in a suave tone, studying how her dressed fit against her curves. Pheoness didn’t understand but still despised the way he looked at her. “So what did wanna talk about?” She says in a slightly stern tones. He snickered as he got closer to her “Oh, I kinda lied about that, sweetheart. I was think of less talking and more…doing~” her body stiffened as she realized his intentions. It was at this point she wished she could’ve passed seduction class. Does she flirt back? Beat him with her high heels? All she knew that whatever he was doing made her extremely uncomfortable. He backed her into the edge of the balcony, pinning her there. Pheoness looked at the fall, considering her options. It was pretty high up; however, she would rather fall to her death than do whatever he was planning. Unfortunately, she had a mission to accomplish and she had to get to Pheonix. She attempted to get out of his grip, but his body held her in place “Mr Juniper, I really need to get back to the party.” Pheoness stammers, cut off when she felt his hands trailing up and down her hips. Yep, death was way better than this. “Oh, Dollface. I just want to have a little fun. After all the party getting boring anyway.” Juniper leaned so close that she could smell the alcohol on his breath. Great, he was drunk too. Pheoness had to assess her options. Attacking him would cause a huge ruckus and blow both her and Phoenix’s cover, falling would probably kill her, and if she plays along….she doesn’t even want to think of that option. She just wanted him 50 million miles away from her, preferably in the ground. She was practically shaking in discomfort as his hands slid up to caress her face, their lips mere inches apart.
“Mister Juniper!”
Juniper turned around, flinging himself away from her, looking at the man at the doors of the balcony. He was also wearing a mask so it was hard to make out his face. “Security wants you. The sprinklers have just been set off for no reason!” John lets out a frustrated growl and nods, heading inside. He took one last glance at her before vanishing into the crowds of people. The masked man lets out a warm, familiar laugh. No, it couldn’t be….he turned around towards her “I also studied the fine arts as well, Agent.” Oh my goodness….it was. Reginald took off his mask and relief flooded through her body as she tackled him in a hug “Reginald! How did you get in here?!” His large arms encircled her waist, holding her gently. “When you disconnected your earpiece, I thought you were in serious danger and came here. I tried to get in as a guess when they mistook me for a security guard! I told agent Pheonix I’m not too old to be fighting like the good old days! You look….different by the way. Lovely change though.” She laughed before actually taking him in. The moonlight hit his honey colored eyes at just the right angle, illuminating them along with his tanned skin. His soft smile glowed brighter than any star in the sky. There was only one way to describe him, absolutely beautiful. She barely had any time to take it in before a huge THUD shook the building. Worry hit her: could it be a bomb? maybe a mine? She felt Reginald protectively grip her hips, an uncontrollable red tint on her cheeks “I’ll see what that was. Check on Agent Phoenix and stay safe.” He directed before speed walking through the panicking crowd. She was released from cloud 9, shaking out of her thoughts and rushing back to the wine cellar.
In the cellar, Pheonix had a mischievous smirk on his face. It quickly turned into a genuine smile as he saw the room “I didn’t know you could cut a rug, missy!” Of course that was the first thing he brought up. “I had a passion for it when I was younger, okay? End of story. Did you hear that explosion?” Pheonix cackled “Hear it?! I caused it!” Her eyebrows lifted “What?! How?!” He pointed at a small red button on the table that said “Front mines.” but, there seems to be a button with “rear mines” as well “Would you like to do the honors?” Phoenix asked. “I don’t know..Reggie’s here and I don’t wanna accidentally kill him…” Phoenix smirks at her knowingly “It’ll be fine. No ones getting hurt.” He reassured. Pheoness’s hesitant expression turned into a sneaky grin as she set of the last of the lines with a loud
BOOM!