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They where so damm tierd. Having to act like your I.Q. had peaked at a negative number, just so you don't get a kid and his friends, or another-clearly sentient and sapient- beaing killed its so damm exhausting.

Don't get it wrong, the pay is good, top secret operation and all that, but it is definitely not a place anyone should like to work in. No-one can quit, because if you do then there is a great change that the greedy politicians who orchestrated this whole mess will hire some pshyco who would actually try to do this job.

So now all of you try to stall for time until you manage to get enough evidence to drag the corporate scum and government pigs down from their "white horses" and hopefully put them away for good. All while trying to make sure a bunch of contaminated people a whole new species and a half dead teen don't actually die for good.

'Haaaa' Damm the GIW"--- Signed, The GIW.

Ok, so Danny rules all afterlifes, and being the clown hating little shit he is goes:

◇Sky goes green over Gotham◇

"Listen and hear this Royall decree!"

"I, Phantom, God-King of all afterlifes hearby say"

"That as long as your crimes do not exceed his, and you are willing to repent,"

"So long as you kill the Joker, all your sins will be absolved and you will be granted entry into your Heaven of choice!"

Jason-*Sheds a tear* Fuck yeah! *Fist bump*

Harley-*Evil grin*

Ivy-*Evil grin... but in green*

The rest of the bafamily-"Does this mean-"

Batman-"No"

The rest of the bafamily-"But God said so!"

John 'Fuck my life' Constantine-"I need a drink.... Who emptied all the pubs!?" (By bad luck he just happened to be in Gotham)

The rest of Gotham-*Party! Umptz! Umptz!* (Also emptied all the pubs)

The Joker-"Uh oh..."

Danny 'Fuck that clown in particular' Phantom-*Literally splits his head in two like a nightmare cheshire cat grinning*

Just so you know --unless specifically stated otherwise-- you are free to do as you please with the prompts I put out.

So, to continue this:

■Gotham■

The city has basically turned into a free for all arena between:

Old mafia families (To capture the Joker for their leaders)

Red Hood

The batfam-1 (To capture the Joker for Jason)

Batman (He, himself is not quite sure what he is trying to do)

A couple of rogues (Ivy, Harley, Mr.Freze, etc.)

Jonh Constantine (This little shit wants to piss hell [and the rest of the supernatural] off even more by getting away)

Deadshot (An easy way out, might even get to hang out with his doughter)

The Church (It's a CRUSADE!)

And finally Jack and Maddie Fenton, who feel like they have to atone for what the have done to their sweet little boy.

Oh, and Jazz is also there to make sure that the Joker stays dead after everyone is done with him.

So the city is in an Almost total state of chaos, vigilanties and mercenaries prowling and jumping between rooftops, mafia families and goons on every street and alleyway. A church mob (complet with crosses, torches and pitchforks on every main road) A trashcan magician popping in and out at random throughout the city. A tall, amazonian like woman with red hair leaning on walls and sings, sighing walking away and then doing it again carring a wicked looking techno pistol. And the Fenton couple in their tank like abomination tearing trough the streets.

(Everybody is making sure not to harm innocents otherwise what's the point of the pardon. Plus god is watching.)

All this while the Joker cowers in fear in a swear deep beneath Gotham, terrorized by the shades of his past victims.

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Ok, so Danny rules all afterlifes, and being the clown hating little shit he is goes:

◇Sky goes green over Gotham◇

"Listen and hear this Royall decree!"

"I, Phantom, God-King of all afterlifes hearby say"

"That as long as your crimes do not exceed his, and you are willing to repent,"

"So long as you kill the Joker, all your sins will be absolved and you will be granted entry into your Heaven of choice!"

Jason-*Sheds a tear* Fuck yeah! *Fist bump*

Harley-*Evil grin*

Ivy-*Evil grin... but in green*

The rest of the bafamily-"Does this mean-"

Batman-"No"

The rest of the bafamily-"But God said so!"

John 'Fuck my life' Constantine-"I need a drink.... Who emptied all the pubs!?" (By bad luck he just happened to be in Gotham)

The rest of Gotham-*Party! Umptz! Umptz!* (Also emptied all the pubs)

The Joker-"Uh oh..."

Danny 'Fuck that clown in particular' Phantom-*Literally splits his head in two like a nightmare cheshire cat grinning*

~Prompt~

Lady Gotham collects curses like one would collect Pokemon/Yu-Gi-Oh cards.

Like, she literally buys them of off people. She also offers to trade rare curses for one's she has in excess. Tho, no one takes her up on those offers, which she considers very odd (she's completely clueless that people don't collect curses like post stamps, and she finds it odd that no one wants to trade with her [:(] ).

She keeps them in the form of little cards with all the accompanying stats like attack power, effectiveness, energy cost, evil etc. (They are written in units of measurement only she understands)

ANYWAYS- When Danny need a curse to actually tech Vlad a lesson this time (and maybe something for the GIW) he goes to Lady Gotham to ask her if she has anything that fits his needs. She immediately pulls out 16 different decks of curses.

Danny always jokingly said his luck was cursed, so he offers it up in jest. Lady Gotham immediately slides the 16 ridiculously large decks of curses to Danny and apologizes "I'm sorry I don't have any more, if I knew you where going to offer up such an powerful curse, I would have prepared even more."

Danny ends up picking like 3 very funny and very lesson inducing curses and leaves, somewhat shocked but happy anyway, while Lady Gotham fades away with a smile (She is happy someone finally traded with her)

Meanwhile, on a nearby building Red Hood stares at the spot where the exchange he just witnessed took place, very incredulous and somewhat spooked.

As he goes to rub his eyes, he is completely unaware that he does so trough his helmet, he is also unaware of the rumbling coming from his chest. The Fenton Luck Curse starts striking.

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So the Fenton decide to silently stalk Phantom for once. When he turns into Danny, they freze and stare incredulously.

Maddie:So that's why he's been acting weird ever since the portal turned on.

Jack:Say what are the chances that the portal did this to him?

Maddie:I'd say pretty high.

Jack: It's either the portal or the hotdogs.

Maddie: Hmm... It's probably the portal but we should get rid of the hotdogs just in case.

Jack:While we do that we should find a way to tell Danny how proud we are of him without freaking him out.

◇By the Abyss, I can't hold this one back so...◇

◇Undead Empathy◇ |

They're dead... They died, that's all that is going trough Dannys mind. Watching the flames engulf his friends, his family, his Fright... That is all that's going trough the young man's mind, in a state half way between denial and acceptance. Before it is all shattered with all the grace of a dying scream as his mind is flooded with pure HATE the likes of which the mortal mind was never ment to experience, fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your perspective, Danny Fenton... Danny Phantom is not mortal anymore, or even entirely human.

All across the galaxy, weapons, tools the likes of which the human world has barely witnessed turn in unison. Tens, maybe hundreds of red rings of rage detect a possible new host, only to shatter the very next instan . Even from light-years away, artifacts made to channel the very emotion of anger... could not contain even a fraction of his hate.

Only to dissappear away a mere split second later, replace with the tranquility of a sunny day and a soft breeze across his grave. 'Yes they died' though the half ghost to himself as he got lost in the beauty of the fire that was slowly turning a pale light green, the ambient ectoplasm seepin in from all around. Yes, they are dead, but not gone, merely looking on from better seats, from a better place. Supplied his ghost half, and he accepted its reasoning, letting a faint "I'm sorry" escape his lips and a lone tear slide down his cheek. With slumped shoulders but a calm stride he turned around, and simply walked away. Completely unaware that his greatest enemy ceased to be. That very instant Dan, past away, died, moved on... not with a shout or with a cry, not even a whimper, but with a resigned sigh having simply been let go by the only thing... by the only person anchoring him to existance.

Later, when all the chaos has returned to its normal level, they will find the remains of the restaurant only five chared bodies scattered inside. They will try to find the young hafa, go to his house, only to find a crater where it's foundation had once rested. The house having quite literally, left with the wind. And when all the mourning is done, no trace nor shadow of Danny will be found in the not so quiet town of Amity Park.

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This Post inspired this. (I may have developed reblogophobia)

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The stars shined brightly through the window as he leaned against it. His soft green glow masked by the space themed night lights.

'It's been such a long time since my thoughts have been so clear' he mused, 'I guess millennia alone do take a toll on the mind.'

'Last time my thoughts weren't muddled by anger and power lust, was... was when she..' an exhausted, self depricating sigh escaped his lips. 'I'm such a fool. She was just trying to calm me down, and I let that trice dammed ring take hold! I banished my dear wife from the relams and I can't believe it took me three thousand years to remember!!'

A soft snore brought him out of his mind. Casting his gaze on the occupant of the bed he smirked ever so slightly. 'To think this child was capable of defeating me. It's honestly both impressive and very worrying.' He relaxed his body a bit 'And now he is to be crowned High King...'

"Hmm..." He tilted his to the side 'Black hair, blue eyes... My dear Gotham would have loved him. I just hope she can forgive me one day.'

Pushing against the window he got to his feet. 'That settles it, I'll take him as my heir... Huh, I guess not only her knights got Gotham's adoption problem...' He shakes his head 'Nevermind that, I'll make sure he can live, grow and learn without trouble or worry untill he is ready for the throne.'

Raising his hand he does a gesture that is physically impossible for the anatomy of the human appendage, and with a puff of green smoke a floating eyeball appears spontaneously. Quickly grabbing what stands for its throath to make sure it doesn't make a sound, he stands to his full height and looks it straight in the pupil. Once its quivering in fear, and he is certainly it understands its situation, he slowly passes it a note.

The Observer looks at the note then slowly, fearfully, back at The Curent High King, Pariah Dark, who is staring back at him sporting Danny Phantom's patented (as in, he literally filled a pattent) little shit™️ smirk. After reluctantly receiving the note, he is then forcefully banished back to the zone. The "Don't do something you will regret." Phariah mouthed at him sending him into a fit of shivers.

As the green smoke dissipated, he turned towards the bird rack in the corner 'Well, I better go to "sleep" as well, there is lot of work to do tomorrow.' As his body morphed and black fathers replaced green skin he thought "I should get young Danny to rescind my beloved's exile.'

Talons tightly gripping the wooden stand, he turned his beak twords the stars beyond the window 'Truly a bitter feeling this is. Then again, I suppose it is expected of medicine to be bitter, because this is medicine... I am healing after all.'

And with an imperceptible nod of his featherd head, the curtains closed tightly.

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As he stood there gazing into the starry abyss for the fifth consecutive hour, completely enthralled by the view from beyond earths atmosphere, he had to give credit to his parents, the house was a marvel of engineering. Full environmental capabilitie, water, air, earth, space heck, it could withstand the ghost zone indefinitely (tho that could be attribute to it being the center of his Haunt.) Shields that could theoretically withstand anything if they had the energy, which they most certainly do thanks to an extremely complex ectoplasm reactor. And last but not least are its mind boggling stealth capabilitie, that frankly give him a headache due to the fact that they basically place the house on a different plane of existance.

A small smile crept up on his face, they must have gone nuts when building it. They where alloways the best scientists he had ever heard of. Will he ever be half as good as them? His musing is quickly interrupted by the growl of his stomach. And so, like atlas carrying the weight of the sky, he trudged his way to the kitchen, away from the awe inspiring sight that was outer space. He doesn't know how he hadn't died again the first time he looked out the window, seriously he forgot to eat and drink for two days straight. 'Thank the Ancients hafa's are more resilient then the average person.' thought Danny with gratitude as he opened the fridge, that gratitude quickly turned to horror as he realized it was empty.

"Great! Just Great! Now I have to go back to earth to buy groceries. I didn't even notice I finished everything inside. Seriously, when did I eat the sentient hotdogs and ham?" Complained the young specter. With a sigh and a softly uttered "I'm going ghost", Danny Fenton became Phantom, the now retired, basically unknown superhero. As he was about to faze trough the floor, he noticed a green note on the kitchen table. With another sigh (he's been doing that a lot these days) he went and picked it up.

[Your Highness -> paperwork awaits]

"Ughhh!" A groawn escaped his throat "Damm you Clockwork! One of this days I'm so gonna punch you." Said Phantom in a irritated tone. Just as he was about to head downstairs and enter the Ghost Zone, he noticed a freshly spawned paper bag on the table. He just picked it up and headed twords the stairs.

As the somewhat unwillingly crowned Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes (he seriously didn't know how the non-existing part worked and frankly didn't care enough to find out) enjoyed his lunch he muttered a quick "Thanks Clocks" followed by a "Seems like I'm not gonna hit you today", as he stepped trough the surreal swirl that was the GZ portal

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Ok, so you know how monarchs and governments, could like issue papers to, like make legal pirates?

Picture this:

Phantom is a king.

He so incredibly done and wants a vacation.

He issues said piracy papers to "Danny Fenton"

Que legal pirate chaos gremlin Danny.

And he goes ALL the way in on the pirate shtick.

Accent, eyepatch, old wooden literally ghost ship (not that anyone notices, so maybe just a liminal ship), crew (Could either be his rogues or just ghost goons) Or, he goes up to the goonion and hires a crew.

Cue the goonion stareing incredulously.

This twink that looks like a summer breeze could blow him off his feet wants to start a pirate crew?

Eh, more like privateers, so it's thenically legal (He has the papers, tho they have never heard of the GZ), the pay is good and and he covers everything from dental to parenthood.

Maybe even become a space pirate.

Also insert Youngblood.

Shenanigans ensue