Unhinged Marcy Au - Blog Posts

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

@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