I Just Think I Got Some Deja Vu….

POV: Handler exists

Me:

Nah, just stumbled around. Lucky too, sometimes people do things they regret.”

Kai is wandering around the place, probably lost again, and finds an office with a door slightly open. He stops for a moment, considering just going about his day, but (being the slightly nosy person he is) decides some friendly conversation couldn't hurt.

He pushes the door open, "Anyone in here?"

@agent--shadow

”Who’s there?” Pheoness remarks, leaning back on her favorite spinney chair

Ahhh Tysm!

All the creators I know have already been given an award 👍

:🤎 ~ BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people (or more) who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out!!!!! ~ 🤎

YIPPPEEEEE thak you Captain :3

Im too tired to gonthroufh 8 peoples blogs so get tagged

@creatorbiaze @zyrtecbrainrot @tomkittycat @aredeemantagonist

@star-tb @starrykinstellation @diseasedflesh @jabberwock-islanders

Handler week Final Day

(Sorry I’m a little behind I had some personal issues)

They sent a card to Reggie on the last day of Handler week. This is what it said

“Hey Reggie! I’m so sad we can’t officially pamper you anymore. If it weren’t for you, me and Pheoness would probably be somewhere in heaven right now. You’re as much of a great friend as you are a Handler and we love you so much! Thanks for everything you’ve done for the both of us -Agent Pheonix❤️

“To Reginald. Well, I’m not good at this sentimental crap but I’ll try my best. Handler week was a very much deserved week for you. After all, you’re working your butt off all day to keep me and Pheonix alive. I can’t go on without saying thank you for not abandoning me when everyone else did. My life wouldn’t have been the same if it weren’t for you and Pheonix Sincerely, Agent Pheoness💙”

(I added some scars on Pheonix and Pheoness btw>:)

Art Trade with @stellar-collective !!!!

Aaaaaah! I’m so glad I got this done early!!!!!!! Sorry the text is a little small, I didn’t think it would convert the text smaller😅 I love your style for these two and they’re so cute!!!

Character designs are from @stellar-collective

He bursts out laughing

“Oh, that is gold, man. Shoulda caught that on camera!”

(Heyy it's me, I'm back from the dead, and I saw your rp request, you can choose the location)

[There is a sound of a window shattering and a young man with messy (this is my Phoenix) black hair swings in Tarzan style and runs through the room, a Zoraxis agent hot on his tail]

Pheonix sneaks behind the Zoraxis agent

“LOOKING FOR SOME THING BUDDY?! CATCH!” He throws a small grenade at the Zoraxis employee, fending them off

”I’ve been at this agency longer than John Juniper has in acting. So, I think it’s better to not lie than get caught in one.”

Kai is wandering around the place, probably lost again, and finds an office with a door slightly open. He stops for a moment, considering just going about his day, but (being the slightly nosy person he is) decides some friendly conversation couldn't hurt.

He pushes the door open, "Anyone in here?"

@agent--shadow

”Who’s there?” Pheoness remarks, leaning back on her favorite spinney chair

Okay, hear me out

Soooooo…I saw @stellar-collective ‘s last Ollie in the agency comic and AAAAAAAAAAH

SOFT. AUTUMM. REGINESS🍁🍂🥰

I also used Stellar’s art style for them cause it looks softer😍😍😍

“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!”

ieytd Lore #6 Bird of a feather infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 1)

(Nothing really happens in Jet Set or Eaves drop besides the two getting into some chaos and Pheoness getting poisoned by the death by chocolate)

Warnings: Violence, alcohol use

The duo were FINALLY able to sneak into the Wine cellar of Juniper’s mansion. The gathering in the ballroom was so lively that even a few floors under they could hear muffled chatter and music. “I told you it was on the bottom floor! The Wine cellars are ALWAYS on the bottom floor!” Pheoness scoffed “Well how was I supposed to know?! If this dang mansion was put in the sea, people would mistake it for a whale!” Pheonix retorted back. The two bickered like young siblings until a swift fist to the face sent Pheonix stumbling backwards. Pheoness quickly grabbed the figure’s wrist, flinging them into the ground. The person on a ground was a man who looked like he was in 40s. His almost pitch black eyes were filled with malice. “You two…” he hissed before sending a kick to Pheoness’s stomach. She yelped in pain and her grip on him loosened, allowing him to escape from her grasp. The strange man started bolting to the exit before Pheonix tackled him to the ground with a loud ‘thud’. Pheoness, recovering from the last blow, helps pin his arms down. The man was flailing around vigorously like an vicious cat, occasionally shouting for Juniper. If he got to loud or was able to escape, their whole cover would be blown. Fortunately, a good punch in the noggin from Pheonix knocked him unconscious. Pheoness, coughing softly, fist bumped Pheonix “Good work, kid.” She panted, clearly out of breath. “Put him in the box.” She points to a large crate in the middle of the wine chamber. The two slowly drag the unconscious body in the crate, making it near impossible to escape. Pheonix locks the main door of the wine cellar, barricading it well. He let out a slight wince in pain as the adrenaline started wearing off and clutched the eye that was slugged. Noticing this, Pheoness took his face gently in her hands, examining it. “You should probably get that eye checked out after this, it’s blackening already. That guy had a nasty left hook.” She said before letting go of his face. “I can’t really see out of it..” Pheonix admits sheepishly as he wraps a spare napkin around his swelled up eye like an eyepatch. “Reginald? We’re fine. We just had a quick….interruption.” Pheonix spoke into his earpiece “PHEONESS! DONT DO THAT!” He took an eye off of her for five seconds and she was chugging a bottle of wine with a tag that said “Juniper hated it.” wrapped around its top. “Screw Juniper, this is delicious.” She muttered, using her telekinesis to pass him another bottle “Take a drink yourself and we’ll get on with this mission.” Pheonix sighed and took the bottle, taking a swig of it.

“Gibson!” A familiar voice yelled through the communication systems. “Get me my regular with two glasses! And quickly!” Junipers voice had a hint of aggression and weariness to it. He was in a bad mood for sure, probably due to Pheonix ransacking through the Fabricator’s office. They take the two glass cups and put it in the transporter. Pheoness is tempted to put the bottle she was drinking in the chute to purposely annoy Juniper for the poisoned cake, but decided not to. It would probably blow their cover anyways. “Pheonix, this one has a tag that says ‘Be careful: last bottle.’ You think this could be it?” Pheonix examines the bottle carefully “It’s probably our best bet.” They put the bottle in the chute and send it to the ballroom, praying that it was the correct bottle. The silence was agonizing before they heard Juniper’s voice again “Thanks, Gibs. I needed this..” He sighs, a little calmer than usual before clearing his throat and reverting to his harsh tone “I need the mimic mask. Now.” The mimic mask! It’s somewhere in here, but where? The two search and drink, and search, but for once in their life, there were no clues. Juniper grew very impatient, sometimes even shouting into the intercom. “I don’t get it! We search every inch of this place, where is that mimic mask!?” She exclaimed, defeat was familiar to her before she met her found family, but this was the first time she felt it afterwards. Pheonix frowns softly when seeing her depressed state. He noticed that guy who attacked them, who they now know as Gibson, dropped his hat when they were fighting. The agent put it on his head, imitating the servant. Pheoness is confused by his goofy display, she cracks a smile, laughing softly. Phoenix accidentally dropped the hat, which the two didn’t mind, but they soon found out on the inside was a hidden paper, it was finally the clue they needed. “Yes!” She shouted “Now, let’s figure out what this-“ Pheoness’s joy was quickly replaced with fear as they heard an aggressive knock on the door. “Hey, Gibs! Is that girl dancer with you? We haven’t seen her and she’s supposed to preform in 10!” The two looked at each other, internally panicking. What were they supposed to do?! If they don’t respond, whoever’s behind the door would get suspicious. Pheoness sighs defeatedly, her heart pounding while she takes off her jacket, her white undershirt being revealed. “Stay out of sight.” She whispers to Pheonix before walking to the door, getting a bottle of wine as she does. Pheonix knew she has a plan, but what was it? Pheoness opens the door slightly, putting a strand of hair to cover her left eye. She is met by one of Juniper’s security and she tries to imitate the Fabricators accent. “Why, sorry. I just had to have a drink before I preform, it’s only tradition.” She purrs “Well, cmon, follow me. You need to change into your dress.” The security guard commands walking to the ballroom. She disconnects her earpiece so the sound of Reginald’s voice won’t blow her cover. “WHAT ARE YOU -?!” Phoenix exclaimed in a hushed whisper. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Find the mimic mask and get the briefcase.” She replied before following the security guard to the dressing room. Turns out, Pheoness can be an actress herself.

The dressing room was filled with beautiful outfits and garments. They looked extremely expensive as well, typical Juniper. An older woman was in the room “Oh, there you are! And I thought you weren’t going to show!” As soon as the woman started speaking, Pheoness instantly knew who it was. None other than the Fabricator herself! Pheoness had to hide her shock, for this is the first time seeing her in person. “Well, come now. Get into your dress. I still need to put your makeup on.” Dresses and heels weren’t really her style, but she couldn’t lie, her outfit was absolutely gorgeous. It was a blue satin dress, embedded with sapphires at her waist and hips. It was hard not to trip in it, but she had to admit she digs the new look. As the Fabricator was gently applying makeup to her face, Pheoness spoke up in a slight accent, since she had to hide her voice “Fabricator…is it normal to feel like you’re about to throw up your intestines before preforming?” The Fabricator let out a soft chuckle “Of course, dear. You just got a little stage fright, that’s all. I promise, you’re going to kill it out there.” She nods as The Fabricator steps back to admire her work “You look beautiful, darling. Absolutely stunning.” Pheoness looks down at herself, she’s never worn anything different from her regular suit and pants, but she doesn’t mind it. “Let’s get you out there..” She says, intertwining her arm with Pheoness’s. For being an evil genius, The Fabricator’s surprisingly more sweet and caring than she thought. Before they knew it, they were backstage, the ballroom mere feet ahead of them. The woman could feel her trembling at the mere sight of the crowd and her breathing growing unsteady. Pheoness just wanted to sneak back to Pheonix. She never asked for this. She felt The Fabricators other hand gently caresses her arm “It’s okay, dear. You’re alright. Take a deep breath. Here.” She places a blue mask in Pheoness’s hand, similar to the one she saw on Juniper’s jet, just without the x-ray vision. “Your own finishing touch, just let the rhythm of the music flow through you.” Pheoness’s muscles slightly loosen but she’s still shaking with nervousness as the lights of the ballroom fade into darkness. “That’s your cue, go get em.” As if it were some sort of nightmare, there she was. On the main stage of the ballroom, with the blinding spotlight on her, all eyes were on her and only her.

(It might be a day or two before I post the next part cause there’s gonna be like 3 or 4 parts:/