A Lil Bit Of Seriousness

ieytd lore #3 No Survivors (Pt 2)

Solaris snickered as it flung the radiation towards them. Only precious seconds before the radiation crashes into the shuttle and kills them. Quickly, Agent Pheonix uses the robot arm they had control of and did exactly what Commander Solaris told them to do. He caught the barrel before it hit their shuttle. Agent Pheoness was extremely impressed with him, realizing he wasn’t gonna die as easily as she thought. “Good thinking, kid.” She chuckled, ruffling his hair. Pheonix smiled, but he notices a panel outside their shuttle and underneath the Death Engine “You think you can get that open, Pheoness?” He asks. Agent Pheoness smirks “Gladly.” She uses her telekinesis to open the panel. Inside was what could only be the energy source of the Death Engine. They destroy that, they destroy that, they destroy the whole machine. “It’s too big for my telekinesis to destroy!” Pheoness states. Pheonix looks at the radiation in the robotic hand. “What if we use the radiation to override the machine?” Pheonix asks and Pheoness replies with a scoff “That’s both stupid and reckless, anyone with a brain can can figure out that’s a bad idea..” despite her comment, she smirks “Good thing we don’t use ours. Go for it, kid.” Pheonix smirks mischievously, placing the radiation in its core.This causes the core from glowing red to a green hue as another countdown to fire the laser activates. “You idiots have ruined everything! Now all of us are gonna die!” Commander Solaris shouts as mini explosions go off near the core when the machine tries to power up. As the countdown reaches 0, the machine malfunctions, causing the whole shuttle to explode. Everything faded into darkness. The weapon was destroyed and the world was saved. Unfortunately, NO SURVIVORS REMAINED! Wait….if no survivors remained, how did Agent Pheoness wake up to the sound of ERs? Pheoness bolts upright, the memories of both what she went through and the questions of what happens now making her weakened body panic, that is, until she felt a comforting hand on her arm “Hey, Agent, calm down..you’re safe now..” She hears a familiar voice whisper. She looks beside her to see Reginald by her side. Though her body was very sore, she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around him and embrace him. “Reginald….I thought the death engine killed you!” Pheoness sighs. Reginald returns the hug, rubbing her back gently. “No…that blast only cut off communications. How are you though? When the agency’s ships found you two, there was a lot of radiation in your lungs.” “We’re fine..we’re just- Oh no…Pheonix?! Where’s Agent Pheonix?!” Handler laughed and turned her head so she could see Pheonix. He was sitting upright in his own bed next to hers. “We did one heck of a job, Pheoness..” He said, his voice a little weaker than his regular energetic self. “You guys sure did…” Reginald replied “Zor’s plans were completely foiled when you two blew up the Death Engine. Unfortunately, the Agency had to fake your deaths so Zor doesn’t know you’re alive. In the meanwhile, you can take a break from the missions while you recover. So, It was true. No survivors remained on the Death Engine incident, but that’s only what they want you to think.

Handler week Final Day

(Sorry I’m a little behind I had some personal issues)

They sent a card to Reggie on the last day of Handler week. This is what it said

“Hey Reggie! I’m so sad we can’t officially pamper you anymore. If it weren’t for you, me and Pheoness would probably be somewhere in heaven right now. You’re as much of a great friend as you are a Handler and we love you so much! Thanks for everything you’ve done for the both of us -Agent Pheonix❤️

“To Reginald. Well, I’m not good at this sentimental crap but I’ll try my best. Handler week was a very much deserved week for you. After all, you’re working your butt off all day to keep me and Pheonix alive. I can’t go on without saying thank you for not abandoning me when everyone else did. My life wouldn’t have been the same if it weren’t for you and Pheonix Sincerely, Agent Pheoness💙”

(I added some scars on Pheonix and Pheoness btw>:)

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

GUYS

ZOR FOUND MY TUMBLR ACCOUNT

IM SCREWED

Living the Dream with my platonic wifey and hubby🥰

(Yes, I am actually controlling this🤣)

Respect you:]

I genuinely cannot stand you and your account. Every time I make a new account, you're always the in selfship tags filling it up with your terrible art and shitty posts. You are a waste of space and no one in this community likes you. Your f/o (who isnt YOUR f/o by the way, stop calling him that) doesn't love you, he definitely thinks you're annoying and wouldn't love you in any universe. I want you to know that I have an entire group of selfshippers I'm friends with that wish you'd do the world a favor and kill yourself, just so you know. It doesn't matter if you block me, by the way, because I can and will make new accounts to try to make you feel like shit. I pray to God every day you get in a terrible accident and die a slow and painful death. You mischaracterize "your" f/o (just a reminder, he doesn't love you and wishes you were dead!), you make the entire selfshipping community look stupid, and you're a sharer, too, which means you don't actually love any of your f/os anyways. You should get off of Tumblr. I'm serious, several of my friends are skilled hackers and will dox you. You don't deserve any of the merchandise you own, you don't deserve to be happy, really. And don't even try to tell me that since I'm a proshipper this goes against my "antiharassment values" or whatever I'm sure you'll try to say, every single proshipper I've spoken to thinks you're a hypocritical, disgusting, terrible individual that doesn't deserve the likes and attention you get. I seriously cannot believe anyone will a brain follows you. They probably do because antis don't have brains. They're retards that like throwing pedophile accusations at anyone that breathes. You all are some of the most idiotic and stupid people I've ever seen in my entire life. I cannot stand you. No one likes you, any mutual you think you have is secretly hoping you die, and trust me, a few people I know who follow you or at the very least have reblogged your things are secret proshippers! Isn't that terrible? I'm sure you think so. Because you think we're so bad, don't you? You think that all of us are rapists and evil people that deserve the death penalty. Every time someone reblogs the art you make and says "otp" and "I ship it", just know they're lying to you, they don't believe that, in fact, everyone's out to get you and no one likes you. And that server you own? Just know no one in there likes you. All of the friends you probably think you have? They don't like being around you. He doesn't love you, no one loves you, and if you have more f/os, they don't like you either. Your familial f/os want to disown you, your platonic f/os wish you weren't friends with them, and every single romantic f/o you THINK YOU HAVE does not LOVE YOU they DON'T LOVE YOU and they NEVER WILL. THEY DON'T LOVE YOU. Every person I have talked to you about agrees they wish you didn't exist they wish you never made an account they wish you never started posting to selfship Tumblr. You are lucky that your main blog isn't linked here because if it was, I would be sending asks there too so you'd have to delete your main blog too, and maybe then you wouldn't come back to Tumblr. The entire selfship community hates you and your lazy posts that a five-year-old could write up. In fact, just so you know, I regularly steal your posts and post them to the proselfship tag and they get more attention than your blog. Antis are the minority in fandom, no one likes antis. Not a single person likes them, you're all braindead children who have no morals or understanding of the world. This website would be better without you on it. I know you'll post this, and I know that there's probably going to be people in the replies telling you that they love you so much and that you're a good person and that "your" f/o loves you but he doesn't love you and he never will love you and you're absolutely fucking delusional if you think so. I fucking hate you. I'll continue to ban evade until I can push you off of this website. You can't get away from me and I will dox you.

uh oh someone let grandpa out of the nursing home again. also you sound like an evil supervillain. you expect me to take this seriously? this CANNOT be serious I'm giggling so fucking hard

anyways, heres all the art i have of me and korekiyo!

also bad news buddy, i dont have any familial or platonic f/os. womp womp. go back to algebra class, lil bro.

*The two spawn outta nowhere*

Pheoness: Those moles were a pain. They’re luckily I don’t support animal cruelty

The flood of agents eventually die down, but only because it's migrating over to another base. One you thought was a secret, the underground base treated as if it was a bunker. The agents wreak havoc, digging through defenses like moles, adrenaline and determination fueling several alternate dimension Agent Phoenix's, along with a few other agents you are familiar with, and some you aren't. The fight is even bigger this time, a dust cloud appearing on the surface as agents scrap with all their teeth swords, lighters, some wielding grenades, others waving guns around like party streamers ready for bloodshed. The operatives are well trained, but there's at least a dozen adrenaline fueled agents swarming the place. And considering it usually only takes one to destroy whole factories and schemes, they do some serious damage.

Amongst the chaos, two agents slip through the entrance, blending into the shadows, barely a blip on the radar. They sneak through the levels of the base, and eventually manage to hack into the holding cells. No attempt to divert attention to the moles inside base work, as most operatives have had their earpieces smashed to bits in the fight. And not too many minutes later, an override appears on the computer, and a swarm starts to pour out from the bottom layer of the base, slowly rising upwards as the battle above ground raged on.

[Another instance of Roz’s voice rings across the intercom.]

“Ah, Agents, how unexpected! And by unexpected, I mean COMPLETELY EXPECTED! You may not be susceptible to moles, but did you prepare for… ACTUAL MOLES?!”

[Roz laughs maniacally, and the ground beneath the agents’ feet rumbles as giant mind-controlled battle-moles tear up the ground and begin their attack, making any attempt at fighting back difficult.]

Ermmmmm…

I started a side account @an-ieytd-selfshipper

Yea the username says it all

I’m a freak😈

Um..Pheoness…? Are you okay..?

These two are adopted siblings, your honor.

also Pheoness has some serious trust issues…does the agency have a therapist?

also, bonus

….Pheoness…?

Ahem….@wyvchard

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