Argent and and a Shark
Steel and his Dog
MC and his Robo-Rat
#MCXOXPuppet
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Mcxcrippling depression
Actually if its possible mcxhappiness please
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for both!
my stupid likes are still gone
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I agree ship wars are not worth it. People like what they like. But what i dislike most in fandoms is when they start character bashing. There is a huge difference between analysing negative and positive qualities of a character and outright targeting a character for hate and then targeting a fan of that same character. It is called Splitting or black and white thinking that someone has to be all good or all bad. And failing to see the other side. When it happens in fandoms it kills them.
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…are shipping wars even possible when the main ships are all basically self-insert/player stand-in x any of the attractive characters besides them? Idk, at most somebody says “not my type but that one” and the answer is “oh yeah that one I take that one too (and all the others because a I dream of a harem ending)” or “nah I will stay with mine”. Mentioned “character bashing” is more likely than anything else (though tbh I don’t see much of a problem with people voicing dislike of a character even if it’s loudly or irrational…we all have stuff that rails us up and as long as we stay civilized in the way we treat each other I don’t give much on how people treat fictional characters tbh…)
Anyway…back to the topic and the “how will we break our MC to break ourself while doing so in the future?”
Btw. I wonder about this a bit but how many here are aiming for the Ortega romance without the past flirting? Idk it seemed fitting for my MC and I was a bit suprised by how many people seemingly jumped at the past flirting. (I mean I can see why, but it suprised me in the beginning).
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Seriously, you people are just the best. I am constantly in awe of you all.
And I think it is hard to have wars when the canon keeps shifting depending on what path you play.
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I have ship wars with myself everytime I replay and it’s just going to be worse in book 2 
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I don’t exactly self-insert (though I obviously have favourites and characters/traits I can’t stand) but if fandom has taught me anything is that wars can happen for the dumbest reasons. Doesn’t even matter how big or small the fandom is.
Especially nice when users try to imply that the people who like a certain ship have real life issues.
Though yes to the ranting. I love ranting about stories, characters and tropes. Usually I find something to rant about in every story. Not here, at least so far.
(and tbh I would get creeped out if someone tried to argue how the MC is justified in torturing Herald, so I do care about fictional characters. Obviously not to the point that I would attack another user)
@bobsmyuncle Now that you mention it… You are right. Usually I only find one or two characters in each game that I care about (yes, I’m picky) but here it’s way more different. I almost hope that some characters will develop in a way I hate because i can’t handle all these favourites, ahaha
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Me. First playthrough I did the had a thing in the past, then I realized my MC wasn’t the sort of guy who would have a thing with anyone, so I changed the path to friend with a crush. Now I know my dude is ortegasexual ortegaromantic…
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Can we discuss the ship wars that may have occurred in game? Like is there a fanclub dedicated to shipping SteelXOrtega?! If so I want in on there meetings and I wanna printout their fan fiction just so I can to give it to Argent and share the LLolz
I can see it now. My villain unloading an air cannon full of Rangers smut onto the streets of a downtown Los Diablos in front of Ranger’s head quarters. I wanna really get under their skin. Also for the Lolz
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“Chargestep is soooo overdone, everyone always pairs the hero with the sidekick! You can feel the tension between Steel and Sidestep!”
“Excuse me? Have you not seen Sidestep and Anathema, who actually act like they like eachother? They’re hiding in plain sight!”
“Chargestep is popular because it’s the only true pairing!!!”
“Uhm? SidePathor anyone?”
“I can’t believe you’re fetishizing villainy? Sidestep would never get with a villain.”
“Yeah, besides it’s obvious Psychopathor likes Charge more.”
“How dare you-”
I am horrid with pairing names, but uhhh. The idea of in universe ship wars amuses me greatly.
Edit: Oh geeze, psychopathor… how many fics involving him and redemptions arcs with one of the Rangers do you think there are?
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Also the forum has discussed rangers fan fiction in the fallen hero universe but I just wanna open that back up again and ask if Argent has ever been shipped with that tool man from the snippet? "The right tool for the right job, " He whispers… Oh if that’s a thing that definitely goin in the canon.
Yeah my OTP is tool manXArgentXshark
I take back my previous statement…
Nothing compared to the villain sidestep ones about to be written. The fan clubs must be drooling at the prospects
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Oh my God this is my favorite discussion thread for a game. In-universe ship wars sound incredable.
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I wanna ghost write for the fan clubs of fallen hero…
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BTW how does everyone picture Psychopathor? I’m bad at remembering character details properly so he’s stuck as a high-tech version of Dennis Hopper when he was in waterworld for some reason. I’ll take screenshots pay more attention next time I play through.
I also imagine a lot of fighting over Sidestep’s ambiguous gender in some of said fics. (M!Sidestep! don’t like don’t read!!!)
Being paired with a sidekick is a little insulting but Psychopathor can handle it. Sidestep dies. It peeters off.
But then it’s leaked that a villain is using a part from one of his guns.
A sexy new villain.
And now there’s pictures all over the internet of him having ass handed to him(in uh, various ways, ahem) by the new kid on the block who stole his pet rats.
It’s just insult to injury.
BASICALLY CRINGY PSYCHOPATHOR FIC WOULD BE SO, SO GOOD.
This got away from me, I'm so so sorry
Psychopathor gently traced Sidestep’s mask with fingers that were gentle. “I cant loose you” he whispers breathily, jawline glistening with sweat sexily.
“Im sorry” sidestep whispers back, voice breathy nd sounding like Gerard Way.
His big giant metal fist fisted the villain angrily. “NO! YOU WILL LIVE SIDESTEP!” He kisses them hungrly like a thirsty man and ecapes out the window with them.
Steel slamms a fist into the wall beside Physhiopactor, bringing their faces so close together that they are 2.5366mm apart from kissing. “I’m taking you in.”
“No,” the villain replied, droping his gun to the floor in a show of his trust and vulnerability for the martial, “Just take me.”
“You here to try to take another one of my guns?” Phychopathor flexes his hot, muscled biceps at the approaching villainess, “Youll find these a bit harder to steal.”
“Actually, I’ve been needing a new minion.” She flashes out a whip, cracking it. “I suggest you come willingly.”
Psykopathor swallows, feeling drawn to her like a fish to a really shiny lure. No… soulmates aren’t real… he’s known since he was little he would never have one.
I actually like soulmate AU stuff but I couldn’t help myself.
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Another snippet! Featuring the MC dreaming about Anathema!
"Surprise day off for me, so surprise snippet for you. Also because of all the nice messages and because I wanted to share something many people might not see when they play the game."
*label failend
Dark. Flat on your back. Everything aches in the distant way of when you’re sleeping wrong but is not awake enough to turn over.
“Why did you do it?” The voice is a whispery thing, an echo of your inner thoughts given form. A memory? No, this never happened.
“Do what?” You look over towards Anathema, ${che} sits on the table, a familiar table, a fast food place. A diner.
Did you use to come here?
“You know.” !{che} looks directly towards you, something you’ve always been uncomfortable with. Scrutinized. You know eye contact is important so you meet {chis} gaze anyway.
Your comfort never mattered.
*choice
#“No, I don’t. I don’t know. I don’t know anything.”
"No, I don’t,“ you say, touching your head. It hurts. Just like everything else. "I don’t know. I don’t know anything.”
"You mean you don’t want to.“ !{chis} smile is soft, but {chis} eyes are unforgiving. That doesn’t feel right, Anathema never used to give you a hard time, that was one of the reasons why you liked ${chim}.
"Maybe,” you admit. “I don’t like to think too much these days.”
"Why?“
"Why not? Didn’t you use to tell me I was overthinking everything?”
"I did.“ There’s a shrug, but the smile stays. "And you used to tell me I was naive and that it would get me in trouble.”
"And now you are dead.“ You have to say the words out loud. It feels too real. "So who was right then?”
"If you were, why are you following my advice?“
*if heartbreak_scar = "suicidal”
"Maybe you were the lucky one.“ You look away, finally. "Dying.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “outside”
"I’m just following the path of least resistance.“ You look away, finally.
*if heartbreak_scar = "friendless”
"Just go away. You mean nothing to me.“ You look away, finally. "None of you do.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “revenge”
"It’s easier. Not having to think.“ You look away, finally. "I know what I need to do.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “puppetmaster”
"Am I? Or are you reading too much into things?“ You look away, finally. "Don’t trust me.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “hungry”
"It got me this far. And it will get me even further.“ You look away, finally. "I’ll take what I need to fill in the gaps.”
"That doesn’t sound like the Sidestep I know.“ $!{che} slides down from the table at last, taking a step towards you.
*goto failend2
#"Switch sides?”
"Switch sides?“ you suggest, gently cracking your neck to get it back in position.
"Among other things.” There’s a disapproving frown on ${chis} face. “You were a hero, I can’t believe you would…”
"Did you really think we were on the right side back then?“ you interrupt, raising your voice. "We were not.” Tools. All of you. Cogs in a machine neither of you understood.
"We fought for what was right.“ An accusatory finger pointed right at your chest.
*if kill
"We didn’t kill people.”
"Tell that to Steel.“
"He was a soldier.”
"And that is different, how? Because his country told him it was fine? Because his superiors told him that people needed to die because they were in the way?“
"There’s a difference and you know it.”
"Is there? Is there really?“
"Don’t try to distract me, ${name}, I know your bullshit.”
"We fought because they told us to. We were nothing but tools of a system we knew nothing about.“
"And now you do?”
"Oh believe me, I do.“ You cross your arms, staring ${chim} down. "And the truth is ugly.”
"Then why won’t you tell the others?“ There’s a look of earnest confusion on ${chis} face, "I mean, if you think they’re wrong and you’re right.”
"Don’t you think I want to do that?“ You press your hand to your aching head. You should stop talking, but it was always safe with ${chim}. "They won’t believe me. You don’t believe me.”
"Even if they won’t…“ !{che} slides off the table, hugging {chim}self. "They’re still your friends. You should talk to them.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “suicidal”
"Steel was never my friend, and you’re dead.“ You look away, clenching your hands into fists. "It would be better for Ortega if I was too.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “outside”
"Are they?“ You look away, ashamed. "It feels like all of that happened to someone else. Was it real? Was I?”
*if heartbreak_scar = “friendless”
"We were.“ You look directly at {chim}. "Not anymore. I lost that part of me. Sacrificed it. There’s nothing left.” It sounds like the truth, but {che} looks doubtful. “I’m alone in this.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “revenge”
"They’ll try to talk me out of it. Besides, it’s gone too far.“ You look away, finally. "I’m seeing this through to the end. No matter what I need to do to get there.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “puppetmaster”
"Are they? Or are you reading too much into things?“ You look away, finally. "You’re a ghost that’s trying to pull my strings. That won’t work anymore.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “hungry”
"They won’t understand. They have lives. Futures. I don’t.“ You look away, finally. "But I’ll make one, by force if necessary.”
"That doesn’t sound like the Sidestep I know.“ $!{che} slides down from the table at last, taking a step towards you.
*goto failend2
#"I had no choice.”
"I had no choice.“ You almost spit the words out, you’ve told yourself the same thing enough times in the mirror already.
"That’s not true.” There’s a disapproving frown on ${chis} face. “We all have choices. Everything we do is one. You just made the wrong choice, and now you’re trying to justify it.”
"Like you know better?“ You raise your voice. "We’re all puppets. The only difference is that I have cut my strings.” Tools. All of you. Cogs in a machine neither of you understood.
"Then how come you have no choice? If you have cut your strings. If you are free of manipulation. You were a hero. You fought for what was right.“ An accusatory finger pointed right at your chest.
*if kill
"You didn’t kill people.”
"And now I do.“
"Why?”
*if villainy < 50
"Because sometimes that’s the only way.“ You look away, avoiding ${chis} gaze.
*if ((villainy >= 50) and (villainy <= 70))
"Because sometimes that’s the only way. And sometimes,” you are smiling, because you want this to hurt. “Sometimes it’s just easier.”
*if villainy > 70
"Because sometimes that’s the only way. And sometimes,“ you are smiling, because you want this to hurt. "Sometimes it feels good.”
*if massacre
"That many?“
"Omelet. Eggs.” You shrug.
"We fought because they told us to. We were nothing but tools of a system we knew nothing about.“
"And now you do?”
"Oh believe me, I do.“ You cross your arms, staring ${chim} down. "That’s what I meant before when I said I had no choice. I need to fight it. It needs to be fought.”
"Then why won’t you tell the others?“ There’s a look of earnest confusion on ${chis} face, "I mean, if you think they’re wrong and you’re right.”
"Don’t you think I want to do that?“ You press your hand to your aching head. You should stop talking, but it was always safe with ${chim}. "They won’t believe me. You don’t believe me.”
"Even if they won’t…“ !{che} slides off the table, hugging {chim}self. "They’re still your friends. You should talk to them.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “suicidal”
"Steel was never my friend, and you’re dead.“ You look away, clenching your hands into fists. "It would be better for Ortega if I was too.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “outside”
"Are they?“ You look away, ashamed. "It feels like all of that happened to someone else. Was it real? Was I?”
*if heartbreak_scar = “friendless”
"We were.“ You look directly at {chim}. "Not anymore. I lost that part of me. Sacrificed it. There’s nothing left.” It sounds like the truth, but {che} looks doubtful. “I’m alone in this.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “revenge”
"They’ll try to talk me out of it. Besides, it’s gone too far.“ You look away, finally. "I’m seeing this through to the end. No matter what I need to do to get there.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “puppetmaster”
"Are they? Or are you reading too much into things?“ You look away, finally. "You’re a ghost that’s trying to pull my strings. That won’t work anymore.”
*if heartbreak_scar = “hungry”
"They won’t understand. They have lives. Futures. I don’t.“ You look away, finally. "But I’ll make one, by force if necessary.”
"That doesn’t sound like the Sidestep I know.“ $!{che} slides down from the table at last, taking a step towards you.
*goto failend2
*label failend2
"Of course it doesn’t.” You hold your ground, giving ${chim} a confident stare as you continue…
*choice
#“Sidestep is dead.”
"Sidestep is dead, you need to realize that.“
"I don’t believe you.” There’s a pause and another step towards you.
*if villain_name = “Sidestep”
"You’ve even kept the name.“
"Don’t you appreciate the irony?”
"I don’t think it’s irony. I think you’re telling the truth and expecting nobody to notice.“
"And here is another thing you need to realize.” You take a step towards ${chim} as well. Almost close enough to touch. “You’re also dead.”
"I know.“ !{che} touches {chis} face. "But do you?”
"I saw you die.“ You remember it in detail. The sounds. The smell. It’s etched into your nightmares, a permanent scar.
"Nothing is truly dead if it is remembered…” {che} reaches out to touch your chest, but {chis} hand passes right through you. “And you do remember me.”
"That doesn’t matter.“ The mindscape around you has gone darker, ${che}’s a pale wisp of a candle in front of you. So easy to snuff out.
"It does. And you need to wake up now. Otherwise you’ll be dead as well.”
*goto failend3
#“You never really knew me.”
“You never really knew me”
"Really?“ $!{che} takes a step towards you. "I thought we could talk about everything.”
*if trans
"Just because we had a few things in common doesn’t mean that I told you everything.“
"I know. I wish you would have. Talking to you about… who I used to be, helped.”
"But you were open with your transition.“
"It’s not like I had a choice in the matter. I was a little bit too much of a public person.” A small shrug as ${che} takes another step towards you. Almost close enough to touch. “Besides, you should know that being open about something doesn’t mean it’s not hard.”
"I wouldn’t know the first thing about that.“ You cross your arms and hold your ground.
"Even I can sense the sarcasm there.”
"That’s impressive, considering that you’re not really here.“
"If I am not, then who is it that doesn’t really know ${chim}self?” ${che} reaches out to touch your chest, but ${chis} hand passes right through you.
"Go away.“ The mindscape around you has gone darker, ${che}’s a pale wisp of a candle in front of you. So easy to snuff out.
"I will. But you need to wake up now. Otherwise you’ll die.” The most fleeting of smiles. “And that would be a shame.”
*goto failend3
*if gender = “person”
"Just because we had a few things in common doesn’t mean that I told you everything.“
"I know. I wish you would have. Talking to you about… who I am, helped.”
"Huh, and here I thought you were the very poster child of enbys.“
"Just because I know who I am doesn’t mean the rest of the world agrees. It could be tough, being a public person.” A small shrug as ${che} takes another step towards you. Almost close enough to touch. “You helped.”
"I find that hard to believe.“ You cross your arms and hold your ground.
"You’ve gotten more cynical.”
"Blame life for that. And death. Though I have no idea why I keep talking to you considering that you’re not really here.“
"If I am not, then why do you care?” ${che} reaches out to touch your chest, but ${chis} hand passes right through you.
"Who says I do.“ The mindscape around you has gone darker, ${che}’s a pale wisp of a candle in front of you. So easy to snuff out.
"I do. And you need to wake up now. Otherwise you’ll die.” The most fleeting of smiles. “And that would be a shame.”
*goto failend3
*else
"Just because you were easy to talk to doesn’t mean that I told you everything.“
"I know. I wish you would have. I wouldn’t have judged you.”
"You would have. And then you would have told the others and everything would have been ruined.“
"I wouldn’t have told anybody else. Not even Ortega.” A small shrug as ${che} takes another step towards you. Almost close enough to touch. “And you can’t be sure I wouldn’t have judged you..”
"You’re judging me right now.“ You cross your arms and hold your ground.
"You’ve gotten more cynical.”
"Blame life for that. And death. Though I have no idea why I keep talking to you considering that you’re not really here.“
"If I am not, then why do you care?” ${che} reaches out to touch your chest, but ${chis} hand passes right through you.
"Who says I do.“ The mindscape around you has gone darker, ${che}’s a pale wisp of a candle in front of you. So easy to snuff out.
"I do. And you need to wake up now. Otherwise you’ll die.” The most fleeting of smiles. “And that would be a shame.”
*goto failend3
#“You’re just a delusion, I don’t need to explain myself to you.”
"You’re just a delusion, I don’t need to explain myself to you.“
"And yet you keep talking.” $!{che} takes another step towards you, frowning a little in concern. “I think you’re lonely.”
"And you’re dead.“ You take a step towards ${chim} as well. Almost close enough to touch. "So you shouldn’t care.”
"I know.“ !{che} touches {chis} face. "And I care because you do.”
"I saw you die.“ You remember it in detail. The sounds. The smell. It’s etched into your nightmares, a permanent scar.
"Nothing is truly dead if it is remembered…” {che} reaches out to touch your chest, but {chis} hand passes right through you. “And you do remember me.”
"You’re just a symptom. An aberration.“ The mindscape around you has gone darker, ${che}’s a pale wisp of a candle in front of you. So easy to snuff out. "I don’t know why I keep treating you like you’re real.”
"Because you wish I was.“ The voice has gone thin, almost tinny. "And one other thing…”
"What?“
"You need to wake up now.”
*goto failend3
*label failend3
*page_break You Gasp For Breath!
Wakefulness returns with the force of a hammer. Dark. Cold. Everything hurts.
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I wanna draw fan art of this.
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That snippet of anaethema killed me boi did my heart break but also so beautiful!
Also i wanna join in 5he sidestepxpyscopathor bandwagon and by god if our MC actually reads one i will die xD
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@malinryden This is canon now. The fans have spoken.