Nope! There’s only room for one soul in a body at a time. Even when Mabel and Dipper shared her body, Mabel would get into a sock puppet while Dipper did whatever needed doing in her body.
Tag: mizar
A young Mizar asking about his dad and Alcor realizing halfway threw the conversation he’s describing Stan or Lionel not Mark
If he’s in the right (wrong) kind of mind-state at the time, he might be likelier to mash all of them together into his description, not realizing he’s mixing up lifetimes and experiences into a mental singularity.
Otherwise, he’s not likely to make that mistake.
a mizar with a case of: anime background character/main protagonist sidekick. So like, their friend is off saving the world and dealing w/bad guys and transfer students, meanwhile the mizar is living a slice of life with a demon. Bonus points: neither the mizar nor the protagonist friend knows of the others activities, and think the other person has a normal life(and is maaaybe a little jealous, but only a little)
Furry Talk
A/N: Hammered out in about an hour or two after Zoey opened their mouth and this came out.
Basically, Bentley gets stuck on homework, and Dipper and Torako take it upon themselves to…help.
Bentley stared at his blank sheet of
paper, pencil limp in his hand, then back up at Torako and Dipper’s expectant
gazes. “I have no idea what my furry would be. Can we stop. I need to write my
final paper, half my grade depends on it.”Torako groaned and flopped back,
splayed across the ground of the living room floor. She did not, Bentley
noticed, show her own sketchbook. “This is why
we’re figuring out furries! You’re supposed to take a break and have fun,
goddammit.”“My paper,” Bentley said.
“You’ve been staring at your reader
for about three hours,” Torako said, “And we’ve been seeing you decline on the
essay-writing front for about a week now. Hence the furries.”“I don’t know furries,” Bentley
said. He lived a very deliberate lifestyle of trying to be ignorant of Torako
and Dipper’s furry-related shenanigans. So far, ignorance really was bliss.“We can always figure out what your
furry is together,” Dipper said. Bentley raised his eyebrows at Dipper, who was
uncharacteristically wearing a lime-green…suit? Bentley didn’t know how to
classify it. He did know that he didn’t
like the gleam in Dipper’s eyes, or the way his smile edged a little too far at
the corners. It was his sneaky smile.“No,” Bentley said, flat.
Dipper and Torako moaned in unison.
Bentley glanced at the time display on the opposite wall—after eleven, he
really needed to write that paper—and made a decision. It was probably a
decision he would come to regret, but he needed to stop relaxing and get
working, and the faster he got this over with the faster he could get his paper
done the faster he could lie in bed and think about how much his teacher would
hate it. Bentley also knew, from experience, that Torako and Dipper were
tenacious little shits who would keep distracting him in the name of relaxation
until he gave in. There was no avoiding his fateBentley huffed and ruffled his hair.
“Fine,” he said. “Just—show me yours, I guess. For reference. You first,
Torako.” It would be better to get the more chaotic of the two over and done
with, he thought. For his own sake.Torako sat up in a feat only
possible through the power of her impressively toned abdominal muscles. She was
beaming. Dipper pouted on the couch next to Bentley, but didn’t say anything.
Instead, he clutched his datapad closer, having insisted on ‘newfangled
technology’ instead of paper.“I love you,” Torako said. She
lowered her eyelashes and grinned a grin that made Bentley tense in
preparation. “Are you ready to see it?”He took a deep breath, tried—then
failed—to relax, and nodded. “Go for it.”
HC: A Mizar in the future, inspired by some weird old shows she found, decide to summon Alcor to try to become a Magic Girl so she can deal with the local gangs and stuff. Alcor agrees because he thinks this is the Best Idea. Would this cause a lot of chaos or all the chaos, and how exasperated are the local cops?
In this order: so much chaos, and they are very exasperated but sometimes a little thankful (though that’s always with a heavy side of why is this my life)
can someone draw bently 2.0 cause im having a hard time visualizing that
Mod K drew her interpretation here!
Orange Lilies 12/12
A/N: Here we are, at the conclusion. Thank you all for taking this journey with me!
What comes after.
Epilogue
Tommy Hangar, while late-night dusting,
absentmindedly turned on the TV to a ‘breaking news’ report about some disaster
in Kabul. She paid it little mind—it was just for background noise, after all—until
she heard the magic phrase, “Alcor the Dreambender,” and then suddenly she was
Very Invested in this cover story. Tommy dropped the Everlasting Handheld
Dustmop (also known as a rag with a bunch of spells in it in order to make it
hardier and better at dusting) and stared for a moment before she recovered her
wits.“Hon,” she called out, easing onto
the couch like she was afraid it might bite, gaze focused on the screen on the
wall showing a couple of well-dressed reporters. “Hon, you want to see this!”“I’m in the bathroom!” Filara’s
voice was muffled by the door and distance between them. Tommy reached out with
one finger and slid the volume up on the television unit.“…see,
the damage to the city was located in a somewhat economically depressed sector
just east of the main downtown center. It seems to have started in this block
of rented townhomes, as you can see from the aerial shot provided by first
responders to the scene.”“Then hurry pissing and get out
there, you want to see this!” Tommy yelled.“It’s a number two!” Tommy heard,
but shortly after there was the sound of the toilet unit being flushed. Tommy
leaned forward, her elbows on her legs, and stared at the devastation depicted
even as the news anchors described it.“Shockwaves
were reported at 3:26 local time to a nearby fire station from a location
nearly a kilometer away from the epicenter. Shortly after, several buildings
shook as though an extended earthquake event was occurring. Pedestrians were
thrown from their feet, and some were crushed under collapsing walls that were
torn apart by the force of the blows exchanged between two demonic forces. As
we said earlier, one of the two demons was positively identified to be Alcor
the Dreambender.”On the screen, buildings were
partially to fully collapsed the closer they were to the epicenter, a partially
still-standing block of townhomes. One of them had a hole in the roof, from
what Tommy could see before the view faded back to the two anchors, faces
stern. Down the hall, the bathroom door opened.
So, I was wondering if this universe had an afterlife, I mean I know about the whole reincarnation thing, but I’m sure some souls choose not to, and if so is there somewhere they could go, or would they just die? Also, if so, what if Mizar or someone else precious to Alcor decided not to return, would Alcor ever try to visit them or convince them to return, or has he read too many legends and myths where someone tries to go there and everything end up terribly for them?
There’s not a strict…afterlife, really, but there is a place where souls can go between incarnations. It’s closed off to any being not purely a soul, which means it’s inaccessible to Alcor. If a soul decided to stay in that other realm for any amount of time, he’d be unable to do anything about it. If Mizar did it, he would probably spiral a bit–even if he shouldn’t depend so much on her existence, he does it anyways.
In terms of length of stay in that other place, it varies. Souls typically don’t stay forever; some souls bounce back for a short while and then get out to go live life again, some souls take a bit longer, others take ages, and then maybe there are souls that stick around to only occasionally live.
he face right always
So did Mabel or any Mizars ever purposefully or accidentally get high off of weed and then dipper had to deal with them and take care of them and all the while thinking, now I know how they feel when I’m high, and just sighs and tries to keep them from damaging the house.
With how many Mizars there have been and will be, and with how societies change over time, I think it’s safe to say this has happened at least once.
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