Evil Marcy - Blog Posts

In honor of the art book, huge shoutout to this ask I got like 2 years ago that I intended to answer but just never finished cuz. Holy shit there’s so many

These are the points I drafted:

And yeah that’s not even including the metric crapton of Losing Marbles stuff me and Froggy have come up with. I can also think of plenty of canon-timeline ones that I didn’t mention but am too lazy to add now.

:D

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Again, ty @froggythesculptor for cooking <3

LOSING MARBLES CH7 IS FINALLY OUT

Compliments to the chef @froggythesculptor

Lost her marbles by being a little too silly (aka flat-out insane. Deranged. Batshit crazy. Un-fucking-hinged. Ballistic, even.)

Context: I have an evil Marcy AU called “Losing Marbles” and couldn’t resist making a dumb joke fjdjbfjfskhd

The reason I don’t like evil Marcy is because I think it’s ooc for her. I just can’t see Marcy willing wanting to hurt others, inspite of how much she’s been hurt. With that said, I will give you credit for Marcy’s fall to evil being the result of her friends neglect, and not “Marcy was always an evil monster who sees others as npcs” like so many others.

I mean she doesn’t want do downright kill anyone except sortaaa Andrias (but even that would be a whole Thing emotionally). She wants revenge and likes pleasing The Core, so she’s blindly following it, repressing any feelings of guilt/sympathy before they could show and masking them with anger towards her friends. She’s also trying to have fun with it I guess tho XD

Also, I honestly might not directly bring it up in Losing Marbles, but the phrase in the fic summary that says “The Core messes with Marcy’s head” can apply in two ways. Firstly, maybe it’s not always telling outright lies, technically, but it’s totally giving Marcy tunnel vision and making her only arrive at the conclusions it wants her to end up with. Secondly, the phrase is kinda literal, too. If it can control her body and put her in a custom mindscape (with sights, sounds, and everything), I wouldn’t be surprised if it was able to alter certain chemistry so she’d be slightly more angry, impulsive, and/or impressionable. And it probably IS doing that. (There also may or may not be a side effect or two when she’s under extra stress. :}) I mean, her emotions would still be genuine and HERS, just amped up a bit so they’re harder to control… ✨

@froggythesculptor and I have been working on an animatic for our evil Marcy AU, so here’s a sneak peak of what we got so far!! We’re about halfway done eheheheh

I mostly line, color, and edit while Froggy storyboards and sketches!!

Also, the animatic focuses on chapters 4-5 of our fic:

(I know I haven’t updated in ages but I SWEAR I’m working on it, I posted part of ch6 here on Tumblr XD)

OKAY it’s been over half a damn year since I last updated Losing Marbles and I STILL haven’t quite finished chapter 6, so thought I could give y’all a sneak peak XD

First off, here’s ch1-5 on AO3 (if you haven’t seen it, at least check the tags before reading this. But it is a continuous story so I suggest starting from the first chapter :P)

And ofc thank @froggythesculptor for like half of the ideas in this cuz she’s a genius HGVJFTVHYBJY

ANYWAYS!!! Enjoy the first 747 words of chapter 6 lol (btw it’s definitely a long [+ relatively heavy] one for me so far… this isn’t even half of the WIP lmao)

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Not long after returning to the castle, Darcy sat in her chambers, rolling a purple twenty-sided die between her fingers as she impatiently watched the loading screen. Should be almost there, she thought just before the words “download complete” appeared on the monitor.

Tossing her D20 aside, she stood up and went over to the coral chair where a new helmet was plugged in. She ripped off the wires, picked it up, then seated herself, avoiding the armrests. After taking a breath and steeling herself, she hesitantly placed the helmet over her head.

Darcy grunted, fiery pain seizing her every nerve as The Core made itself comfortable in her body once more. She wanted to scream but bit the inside of her cheek to stop any pathetic noises from coming out. At least it wasn’t as bad as the first time.

When the agony finally subsided, she slowly opened her ten artificial eyes then heard, “Ah, well done.”

Darcy leaned back and, though they were still somewhat dazed, smiled at the praise. The Core must have already gone through their memories to see how it went.

“Looks like we’re behind schedule, though. We were supposed to be meeting with Andrias in the throne room half an hour ago,” it told them.

“Oh, shoot!” Darcy hissed as they sprang from the chair and dashed up the stairs.

Being late to their own meeting will not be good for their meticulous and calculated villain reputation.

Despite their anxiety, they slowed down once they made it to the main hallway. Running through the castle as a troubled mess would only make problems worse, so they walked with slow but powerful steps.

As she went, Darcy passed frobots putting up mass amounts of entangled cables along the walls and collared newts installing eye-shaped surveillance devices all over the castle. She noticed it earlier, but the rate at which it was getting done seemed to have multiplied as the day of the invasion grew closer.

Wow, you guys must’ve been busy, huh? she thought to The Core. What’s all this for?

“These renovations are to aid us in the invasion,” it stated. “The new additions will allow us to be omnipresent in mechanical tendrils across the castle, even when disconnected from you.”

Her lips pulled up into a wicked smirk. So, basically, you’ll, she mused delightedly, have an eye on everything?

A large, exasperated sigh echoed from most of The Core, but one of the voices let out a muffled howl of laughter, instead. Darcy grinned ear to ear, immediately deciding that the newt who appreciated her pun was objectively the best of the collection.

As she approached the throne room, she straightened her face before a couple robots on either side of the entrance swung the doors open for her. She strode in and Andrias swiftly lifted his head to see who had entered, tensing once he saw it was Darcy. Olivia and Yunan noticed his reaction then spun around and let out twin gasps of surprise.

Wait a second, Darcy thought as she stopped walking about halfway between the doors and the newts. Olivia’s and Yunan’s eyes were normal.

Tearing her gaze from the lady and the general, she stared at Andrias with narrowed eyes and asked, “What happened to their collars?” Though, it sounded more like an accusation than a question.

The giant newt seemed to prepare himself before stepping in front of Olivia and Yunan. He then said, “If I may, could you remove the helmet? I wish to speak to you directly.”

She scoffed and crossed her arms, already fed up with the conversation. “You will address all of The Core when speaking to me. Now, what are you up to? And where’s your little tiara? You know very well that we can’t monitor your thoughts without it.”

“Marcy-“

“Darcy,” she growled. Andrias knew that. He was trying to appeal to her old self, wasn’t he?

Andrias furrowed his brows but his eyes still held a little too much warmth. “Marcy, this isn’t you. I know how… persuasive The Core can be… but I also know you don’t want to hurt people.”

Darcy grit their teeth while listening, but stopped by the time he was done. Then they suddenly threw their head back in a fit of laughter. They soon finished with a sigh and went, “Oh, is that what you think, big guy? That I’m still the innocent little girl I was a year ago?”

👀 TO BE CONTINUED 👀

(in a hopefully reasonable amount of time… Idk my motivation is way too unpredictable for me to give any sort of guess hhhh)

It’s @froggythesculptor’s birthdayyy!!! To celebrate, I drew an idea she had about the core arms acting like Darcy’s (evil Marcy’s) little pets in our AU :3

I somehow forgot to post this here D:

I drew a meme/shitpost thing related to my Losing Marbles fic :P

Btw Anne’s not dead dw XD

Also I meant to draw Anne in the family guy death pose but kinda messed up cuz I couldn’t look up a reference since I was on a plane lmao

Salutations my good bitch!(/pos)

how ya doing? Good? Wonderful!

I have a concept! Your Villain!Marcy AU but our girl Darcy is just. Flirting with Sasha. Like imagine:

Darcy just draping herself over Sasha and running her hands through the latter's hair, and calling her really endearing pet names, and cupping her hands around her face and things like that. Just AHHHHHH

Why hello there

Omfg lsncksnfjsk

And then Sasha’s trying to stay mad and tough even though she’s gay panicking HARD. I’m not a heavy shipper but sashannarcy is great stuff and this idea is so mmmmmm.

This is half-assed but I really wanted to try this out in a tiny script format XD

Darcy: *circles Sasha, running their hand along her as they do* The Core told me you never cared about me…. Is that true, Sashy?

Sasha: *turning awkwardly to keep Darcy in sight* … Uhm… No?

Darcy, their words laced with honey: *stops in front of her and cups a hand around Sasha’s cheek* Aww I always had faith in my girl. You did miss me, didn’t you?

Sasha: *stiff and beet red* N-no…

Darcy:

Unhinged Marcy cuz she’s batshit crazy and I just,,,, love it. So much.

Ohmygod. Guys. The name Marcy means “war”, right? Well her middle name, Regina, means “Queen”.

THIS GRIL WAS FUCKING BORN TO SIT ON THE DARK THRONE!!! ME AND MY FELLOW EVIL MARCY TRUTHISTS JUST GOT SO MUCH MORE VALID-

But it’s also fucking hilarious cuz like….

Behold: the War Queen

Evil Marcy go brrrrr

This is related to an upcoming chapter of my “Losing Marbles” fic hehe

I am obsessed

I’m writing a fic where Marcy kinda goes psycho so here’s a drawing lol

I forgot her eyebrows but I’m too lazy to fix it hhhhhh

The shot of Darcy at the end of the s3 intro plus Matt’s art made me wonder why 8 of Darcy’s eyes were a dim red instead of bright orange like we see in Olivia & Yunan.

I’m calling it: all ten of Darcy’s eyes glow when The Core is in control, but only the main two do when Marcy is.

So I’m a big evil Marcy manisfest-er… and when I say “evil Marcy” I don’t mean The Core forcing Marcy’s body into doing evil deeds. No no no I want evil Marcy. I want The Core to convince Marcy to join the dark side willingly. Not even by blackmailing her or threatening her friends, just by having a little pep talk. It might not even need to lie to her tbh.

But, it’d take more than a few seconds to have that talk, so The Core may need to take the wheel for a bit until Marcy’s ready. So at first Darcy would have all ten eyes glowing (like in Olivia & Yunan), but soon enough only two eyes would be orange, the rest being a dim red (like towards the end of the s3 intro).

As far as proof for why I believe in evil Marcy… why would an ancient entity made up of like 8 dead geniuses name itself “Darcy”?!? Like it literally just took its new host’s name and added a “D” to make it sound kinda like “dark” XD. That’s not something The Core would do, that’s something Marcy would do. Our favorite RPG nerd would be all for having a big red cape and a name straight out of a video game lmao.

Makin’ a Darcy fic >:3