Oh Gosh, This Is Gonna Make Me Emotional.

Actually,

Kind of both....

Sooooooo the first time I was introduced to ieytd I was just this sassy lil freak.

I would act if I was actually in the game, but I based Pheoness off of my personality when I played the actual games

So I play a character I made by playing as myself basically:)

I'm curious about something.

All my Current ieytd Lore

All lore updates will be here:)

Pheoness’s beginnings

Basically most of ieytd 1 lore

This is definitely not gonna come to any use later on

Pheoness Lore comic

No Survivors:

Prologue

Part 1

Part 2

Reginald and Pheoness fluff:

Part 1

Part 2

Intro to van/ trailer

Spotlight on the Hatchling:

Part 1

Part 2

Whispers of the Past

Birds of A feather Infiltrate The Wine cellar:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Mask of Mirage:

Part 1

Descending into the next life:

Part 1

part 2

Dear Cosmo,

It has been less than 24 hours since I have stolen your Handler. I am reporting that he is doing well with me. He’s too adorable that you’re probably not getting him back. But on the plus side, I took some pics to show you how he’s doing

First off, I made him his own little desk. I think he really likes it!

He decided to take a nap. Shhh! Don’t wake him up! He’s very sleepily from working all day.

He can fit in my hand. Dang it. Honestly, who gave him the right to be this adorable?

We are learning the secrets of the Universe. Soon, everyone shall fear our knowledge.

That’s all! I love him so much that I might take more pics of him💛💛💛

Thank you again for letting me have the tiny man!

Your style for Reginald is so. Dang. Adorable! I love him so much and he shall be protected. (Btw I stole him, he is mine now and I will give him as much sleep and headpats he requires:)💛

i’m so glad you like my interpretation of our favorite handler!! take good care of him. he could probably use the sleep…

Heyyyyy

Sorry about the lack of posts in the past few days. My motivation is evaporating like Juniper’s rizz, and when I do, it’s usually to create stuff for the ieytd musical. I’ll try my best to keep up😅

I have a Sanders Side post if you wanna see it….?

@underratedorangeside

The realization

I realized I haven’t been focusing on ieytd as much as I should due to another hyper fixation I’m so sooooooo sorry. Im still on tumblr and I’m still working on all y’all’s amazing posts!

(Btw you could’ve guessed the hyperfixation was Sander Sides related…)

Throws The Main Trio Redesigns at you

New thingys in their designs

Reginald: I wanted his design to be more like his canon appearance so I changed some of his features and his clothing

Pheoness: I keep forgetting she has scars, and it’s such a memorable feature for her too! Lotsa scars! Plus canon ace pin:D

Pheonix: I dig leather jacket Pheonix. It makes him look even more rebellious and chaotic than he is!

(Sorry I haven’t been posting on my main blog I’ve been busy doing the ieytd musical stuff

“I only ask for one thing, more of the delicious confetti.” Pheonix says before Pheoness smacks him over the head

“What are you doing, you lil devil?”

“Come on, Phee-Phee, they can help! I can even tell them to get you that special ring you saw in the Fabricator’s office 😏”

She rolls her eyes, “Fine, but if I get hit in the face with a pie, I’m blaming it on you..”

(@eod-agent-13-12, this is my idea of the RP plot if that's alright with you.)

*Pheoness and Pheonix gets a card that sprays out confetti, stating the following:

The EOD is now in a prank war. Please consider this as the formal declaration you're now a target for pranks. Feel free to retaliate as you see fit.

-Regards, Agent 13-12

Pheoness wipes the confetti off her face

“Welp, time for solitary confinement till this blows over” she turns to Pheonix “PHEONIX STOP EATING THE CONFETTI!”

“Well I can’t help it if I have a craving for colorful things.” With said with a mouth full and ran out the room “I’m going to prank Reggie!”

STOP IT

I’m gonna cry. Again. 😭😭😭

part two of my sad ass ieytd fic

Pheonixes first thought when waking up were 

Ugh! Todays cancelled, Five more minutes

wich was promptly followed by 

Ow, just, ow

Then, finally:

fuck. oh shit OH FUCK IM STILL ALIVE!? AGAIN?! 

God I really need to stop waking up like this…

This was the point they realized that the predicament they were in, well it was bad to say the least. They were trapped, bleeding out under who knows how much rubble of the unstable wreckage of a building probably still on fire from a massive explosion of a nuke, one which definitely should have killed them when the 32 storey death drop in a steal trap didn’t. 

They checked their earpiece, and sent out a mental signal

[Crain…] they started, begging that their mental link to him was still working. 

[please If you can hear me, I-I need you, bad. I’m alive. I’m still down here and I can’t see a world were I get out of here by myself. please give me a sign your getting this I… I don’t…]

They waited for a response, a sign, anything that would point to his signal being received…

A terrible silence was all that followed.

[Please, reg, I.. I don’t wanna die all alone, not like this.]

oh god please not like this

No answer, not even a sound.

They were on their own.

Reginald pov

it had been two days since the peace summit, two days without hearing from his agent, and it felt wrong. Usually he would wake up, check in on Phoenix, who would almost always keep him occupied with stupid stories and questions for hours, and if not that, he was going to a meeting to discuss strategy and next steps, always eager to figure out phoenixes next assignment. he always looked forward to their missions together, and always felt responsible when something went wrong.

when Phoenix was assigned the mission to destroy the death engine, well let’s just say he wasn’t exactly looking forward to it. 

He knew, even with the escape pod detaching from the station before it detonated, and the training and the countless backup plans that would ensure Phoenix made it back definitely not unscathed but at the very least alive, he knew that their was a high chance that that would be their last mission together, and of course Phoenix knew this to, and stupidly, bravely, but mostly stubbornly, threw themselves headfirst into the mission without a second thought because they knew it needed to be done. 

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On their way to board the death engine, Reginald could feel Phoenix fear through the mental link. It was weak, almost lost under the stronger feeling of determination, which was definitely there as well.

“Agent, I want to say something before you get up there”

A short pause came before phoenixes response

[has the mission changed sir?]  he could hear mentally in his mind, his heart broke when he picked up the hopefulness in the link, they really didn’t want do this, did they?

“No, the plan hasn’t changed, I…”

They were about to do something highly discouraged by the agency, and slightly unprofessional by its standards, but he didn’t care, if this was their last mission, they wanted them to know.

“I think after all this time together, you don’t need to call me sir anymore agent.. “

Another pause, a much longer one..

[okay… but I’m not sure what other title to give you.. I can’t really think of a stand in for sir.. at least not right now, what did you have in mind?]

God am I really going to do this?

Sigh “agent, you know me far better than most, and you don’t even know my name, I think the time for formalities has came and gone. My name is Reginald Craine, and I think you deserve to know that about me before…”

Before what? They die, they part ways? They-

[before I get up there… thank you si.. I mean…]

God this is why isn’t it, this was a huge mistake

[thanks Craine, that.. well let’s just say that saying it means a lot is an understatement.. I’m sorry I can’t return the favour]

Reginald was confused.

“What do you mean?”

A somehow even longer silence came.

[I don’t… I don’t know who I am… I don’t remember my name…  where i came from or, who i was before the agency… the last thing i can remember was waking up from getting my inplant put in and… well… I only know the minimal information thats on my file, agent #146, mute, acceptional on the feild… nothing else.. ]

Reginald was the one silent this time. He was processing this new info about his agent. And the more he realized, his agent knew more about him than basically anyone else in his life, and yet, he knew nothing about them.

“God… I’m so sorry Agent why didn’t you tell the agency?!? I… we could have helped you!”

His agent paused, Choosing his words carefully.

[no ones ever cared enough about me to ask, it never even remotely came up. most other agents don’t speak to their superiors unless they’re spoken to first, and well, they only ever speak to us when they need to, and most of the time, the agent just needs to nod and say “affirmative” and then, poof, their gone again. I’m honestly shocked about your openness to talking to me even when you’re instructing me during missions… you’re the.. never mind]

“I’m what?” He asked concerned feeling the strong wave of uncertainty and hesitation through the link.

[nothing Craine… sir… It’s not remotely important]

“Agent..” He began comfortingly, hoping the link would carry his feelings of guilt and shame over his the agency’s failure to his agent.

“You can’t remember your own name, that’s extremely important. please, you need help, and I will do everything in my power to help you. But I can’t do anything if you don’t talk to me. So drop the “sir” talk and tell me what’s going on.” He practically begged.

One last silence came over them before the agent took in a shaky breath and said

[you are the first one in my life who’s treated me like a person and not an asset and… I… ]

A wave of emotions carried through the link, relief, sadness, but mostly an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

[thank you Craine… for everything]

The agents ship landed at the death engine. They had managed to board the station without rising suspicion, and he was feeling quite proud. All seemed to be going well!

“All right agent now..”  

until they heard a computerized voice on the other end of the ear piece. And a voice saying… brace for impact? And…

“Is that a countdown I’m hearing, but what could…”

Oh no.

“Oh my god, AGENT, ITS FIRING, YOU NEED TO-!”

A deafening explosion reverted through the earth. The ground violently shaking as the building shook. A massive earthquake broke through the earth, all phones were down, the line, silent. The last thing Reginald felt through the mental link, was desperation, and fear. 

They tried to reach their agent through the link. barely retaining their composure.

“Agent… Agent do you copy?”

Silence

Suddenly they felt panic rise, an unexpected wave of desperation washed over them as they called out again, voice breaking.

“Agent come in… Agent do you.. agent please answer… oh god please no… AGENT?!”

They blinked back uninvited tears but still no answer…

They were on their own

”WHAT DID YOU GET ME INTO PHOENIX I HAVE TO FIGHT REGINALD NOW?! OH GOSH, ID PROBABLY CRUSH HIM IN A FIGHT!”

“Woah, woah, Phee. You can do either. It’s your choice…”

Pheoness sighs

“I wanna kiss that idiots face so bad..and then punch him so I don’t seem to lovey dovey. Can I do both?”

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

(PFT POOR REGGIE🤣)

Reginald: How in the name of the agency would I ever betray you?! I was literally crying my eyes out when you almost died THREE TIMES AGENT!!!!

Agent Phoenix: as you know, I keep a list of all my friends in order of how likely they are to betray me. And we've established this.

Reginald: where am I on the list?

Agent Phoenix: well, I can't tell you that because then you'll quickly move up or down depending on your reaction.