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  1. We're back! Last week was a disaster but this week we're back in business with a lot to discuss! Mostly media related but more Havoc and creative antics to of course! Join us lovely people!
  2. Here we are for another stream! Gonna be a more relaxed vibe tonight it seems but a fun show! We have more Havoc chat and overall some random stuff, not too specific this time! Come join us!
  3. Here we are for another power hour the day after Christmas! There aren't any after Christmas blues here today! We got the usual fun here for you all and plenty to chat about it. Most likely it'll just be us two, but you never know! Let's find out together on this weeks Indigo Power Hour!
  4. It's Thursday and oh hey it's earlier then usual- Yes dear viewer I see you noticed that! We're trying something today! We are streaming earlier, which means we may or may not have some Havoc Guests in The UK timezone that normally don't appear. However between me and PC we have a lot to discuss today! Join us! I'm feeling especially chatty today so this is gonna be a good one!
  5. It's that time of the week again! Time for another Indigo Power Hour! With auditions wrapping up, production is already under way! All the characters are casted and tonight you'll be meeting some! We'll also be talking more about our creative antics and have some voice acting antics of course! Join us!
  6. Here is the next part of the Hazbin Hotel Prologue! Enjoy it. I loved writing Angel way more then I care to admit. I think I got him pretty in character and Truvius is cute with him. Looking forward to writing more. “IIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” Truvius screamed as he went down the sidewalk of the dirty and reddish colored city. He took it back! Nevermind! He took it ALL back! The outside world was terrible! It was the worst place ever! I mean, what kind of place would just be so beautiful and awesome, and then the next second have random winged robot things kill the guy sitting next to you!? This was insane! When the robot thing was distracted, Truvius had hoped he could sneak away. Basically the plan was to avoid being stabbed multiple times by that thing. His method for how? To slowly move away. Just back away slowly while keeping his eyes on the thing. Of course, this plan promptly backfired when Truvius took a spectacular fall and landed on his backside. The sound alerted the thing, making it's head pivot back at him. So here he was now, running for his life. He turned the corner not even needing to look back. Somehow the big tin can was keeping up. How, he had no idea. He had even gone uphill. For the first time in his life he truly feared to loose it. The fear pushed his adrenaline to new heights. He thought he was exhausted, and couldn't possibly run anymore. Yet he found himself speeding up again. He saw a building up ahead. It seemed with all the running he was doing, he was at the outskirts of town. He saw a building with a blinking bright sign at the top. He couldn't read what it said but he considered it his salvation. He made it and knocked on the door. “Help! Help, please!” Truvius looked to his side whimpering. The robot was catching up, and it had a weapon out now. The spear shiny and bright, ready to go in for the kill. Truvius's eyes teared. No one was coming. Not even his first week of freedom and he was going to die! His life thus far flashed in his mind, though there wasn't much of note to remember. He really was a failure. He had done nothing and yet this was how it would all end. He heard it get closer and he accepted what felt like an unavoidable fate. He closed his eyes shut jaw tightening. Then he felt someone grab the cloth on his shoulder, squeezing the cloth tight. A softer grip then what his father had given not long ago. He opened one eye but before he could register who or what grabbed him? He was pulled in. He didn't fit at first, feeling his body squeeze through what he assumed was the window. With one last hard yank, he felt himself hit cool tiles. There was a commotion and a struggle, the sound of a gun going off. Then nothing but a sigh of relief and some strained breathing. It was then that Truvius slowly pushed his way up. He looked around at the room. The bright fluorescent lights contrasting with the horrors of the outside. The tiled floor was blue and white like a checkers board, and the walls were a dull white. Some pictures were hung in the room and a jukebox was near him, playing music. The thing that really caught his attention was the people. The tables were turned on their sides and he could see people behind them. They were peeking out from behind the furnishings used in this establishment. They looked worried but some looked angered to an extent. Truvius heard two footsteps behind him and tilted his head upward. This was the exact moment he met Angel Dust. “Fucking hell kid, you new here or somethin? What were you doing out there during extermination? Don't you know it's better to just lay low until those creepy fucks disappear?” A few things crossed Truvius's mind. Number 1, *** this guy had fashion sense and a strut that he lacked. Number 2...what..what was he supposed to be? Did he have like 4 arms? One would think he'd be used to seeing things like that by now but up close? Not so much. He just stared up at him, mouth a bit agape with words that weren't coming out. His brows knitted a bit as he squinted at the other..spider demon? With a gun? “Ey. I'm talkin to you kid.” He reached down with his pink gloved hand poking the center of his forehead. Truvius shot up off the floor and glared at him. “K-kid!? I'm not a kid!” The spider demon crossed a pair of arms, gesturing outside with one of the other pairs. “Well then don't act like you were born yesterday then! Don't you know it's fucking doomsday out there? It's like that once every year! Like Christmas but ah..” A hand came up near his mouth as he spoke. “Basically Christmas! Just a lot shittier cause all the gifts are blood and death. They both got Angels in common though.” A few chuckles emanated from the back of the room. Truvius looked around awkwardly. A blush sprouting up on his features. He was a laughing stock now! He huffed. “I wasn't born yesterday! For your information weird guy, I just came into this city! I don't know about your weird...creepy...local..customs?” he tilted his head giving an awkward toothy grin. Hah! That would show him! Of course, it didn't and the spider just blinked. Then burst into his laugh. A forced somewhat raspy sound. A very genuine laugh regardless considering how he doubled over, though. “Ohhhh my god! You literally manifested here yesterday! That's a fucking riot!” He continued to laugh but suddenly stopped ducking to the floor kicking Truvius down in process. The demon prince cried out in pain as he hit the floor nose first. “What the hell!?” He yelled tears springing into his eyes. Angel rolled his eyes. “Keep it down! You're lucky I even did you a solid to begin with! You're gonna get us all killed.” He reached to his side a click emanating from his gun. “Look I don't have time to babysit a newbie OK? The only reason I helped you out was so I could fill my favor quota for the day. Part of how I got free room and board, that's the first thing you should learn. It's everyone for themselves out here.” He said it in a hushed tone, but it was still loud enough to easily hear. “Then why are you whispering so loud?” He whined. The other demon just rolled his eyes not replying. He just kept his eyes on the window. Then he looked back at him. “What am I supposed to call you newbie? Can I call you pansy? I like that name for you.” He still smirked but looked back at the window, like he was waiting for something bad to happen. Truvius couldn't blame him either. “Do they come inside buildings?” The spider demon watched Truvius. He shrugged. “So you like Pansy? Cool. People call me Angel Dust. No, they don't usually. I'm just wonderin if they think me dragging you in here will be an open invitation. God the things I do to be-” He gave the other a toothy grin, gold tooth shining in the light. He made quotation marks with his gloved hands. “Good.” Truvius squinted a bit. The gold was bright this close. He was starting to notice on top of how cool the floor was, that this Angel guy wore really strong perfume. He scrunched his nose up slightly, crawling back just a little. “Uhh..thanks for that. I guess...even if you're only doing it to get a free place.” Angel shrugged. “It's a win-win for me so it's not that big a deal. Just don't expect me to cover for your ass if that thing comes in through the window. If Im shootin it's to keep my perfect ass safe. After all if I die, the porn industry is fucked! Everybody knows they're all watchin for me~. Heh. The porn industry. Fucked. That's ironic.” Again he laughed a bit softer then before. Especially at Truvius's reaction of cringing in disgust. “Um? Ew.” Truvius grumbled. Angel rolled over on his back lifting one leg slightly in the air as he did, all while holding the large gun. “That's showbiz baby.” He said with spirit. “You do it best when you love your work to. Who knows, maybe hell wants to see someone like you. You got a unique look goin for you.” Truvius blushed even more. “You were calling me a kid before! Now your flirting with me!?” Angel looked back at him and shrugged. “Why not? I just like to make people mad sometimes. Your obviously not a kid don't get so offended jeez. If you're that soft you really won't last five minutes here.” Before Truvius could respond, a clock chimed. One that was large enough to be heard from a distance. Truvius wasn't sure what it meant so he analyzed Angel's expression. The spider squinted a little and then sighed a little slumping down. “Thank ***!” He said with bravado. “What a night! Wish I stayed closer to the city though. I'm gettin cabin fever in this dump.” Truvius and Angel both jumped backwards and up off the floor as a kitchen knife flew into the space between them. Truvius screamed out but Angel only gasped slightly and looked up. Behind the counter was a moth looking demon with an angry expression. It was wearing a dirty apron and holding cooking gear. Truvius glanced back at Angel. Angel blinked a few times but smiled again. “Of course I mean that in a nice wa-” Yet another kitchen knife was thrown narrowly missing Angel's chest. It went right between his two pairs of arms on the left side. “Ahhh hey hey! Watch the chest buddy! That's one of my most defining features! I'd have to sue if you ruined that!” He put his hands under it standing up a bit straighter to demonstrate his...what Truvius assumed were boobs of some kind. “Come on baby, don't be like that. I just gotta hide out for another minute or two. If you do then maybe I'll leave your place a good review. That'd look pretty good for you, huh?” He hummed sweetly. “Come on baby~let's just be nice to each other OK?” Truvius just stepped back a little not wanting to be the victim of a knife. Especially after he managed to survive...whatever that was. He hesitantly pulled back the blinds. Some more demons had come out of the woodwork now. It seemed like a lot of them were better at hiding then he was. He hadn't even seen them on his way here...but maybe it was because he was running so fast. “That thing is gone now Angel.” he mumbled. He let the blinds swing back into place, and looked back at the other. Angel turned his head in his direction in response. “Huh? Oh nice. Looks like I don't gotta stay anymore after all.” He turned on his heel walking to the door and opening it. “Thanks for letting me freeload til extermination ended. I'll owe ya one OK?” He blew a kiss as he walked out. “Yeah I'll get back to you...never. Hah” Was the last statement Truvius managed to catch from the spider before he shut the door. Truvius sighed going to a booth near the window. He slumped resting his chin on his hand. He looked out the window watching as Angel strutted outside. He stretched and adjusted the gun letting it rest like on his back with a strap. He looked to the right and to the left, then checked his phone. “He must be waiting for someone.” Truvius thought. He rested his head on the cool table. That guy was such a big ***! He just came in here, riled everyone up and left. What a jerk! He adjusted again thinking a little more. He knew it wasn't necessarily to be nice but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel fondness. The urge to talk to him again quickly consumed him. He shot up walking outside after what could only be a few minutes. He didn't even bother to shut the door behind him. When he made it outside a taxi was there. Angel had the door half open already. So Truvius called out. “Angel!” Angel looked back at him. “Huh? What Pansy? I got places to be.” Truvius fidgeted a bit and bit his lip. Then he took a deep breath. “It's Truvius! Truvius Thorne! Thank you for having my back! Seriously!” Angel rolled his eyes. He smirked a bit still. “Whatever whatever. If you ever meet someone named Charlie just tell em I'm not that bad a guy. Put in a good word for me! Oh and consider porn! Seriously now that your standing I can see. You got the bod for it pansy!” Before Truvius could protest any further he hopped in and the taxi drove off. Truvius stood there blinking a few times. He growled a bit running down to the street as the car drove off. “It's Truvius JERK!” *** it what was he thinking being nice like that! He hoped he never saw that spider *** ever again! He probably wouldn't, but still just the thought irritated him. If he did he would...he would... He wasn't sure what he would do! It would be bad though! Really bad! He would make sure of it! Of course that would never happen. He would totally never see him again. Totally.
  7. Today I have a treat for you! A story for me and TheArtistEntertainer 's AU! We were asked by a few of you for more content and so I cooked up a little thing about how it all began! I hope you enjoy Truvius. I know I do, he's an adorable little demon prince isn't he? If you like this, I HIGHLY recommend you look at another story in my gallery called Killan In the System! It's my other newest writing piece! Check it out. If you like that AND Havoc? Then definitely watch me for more! He knew he shouldn't. Yet like a flickering diamond, the object covered by that curtain called anyway. Truvius had been in this castle for years. The dark colors; the purple, the gray and the black. The Gothic aesthetic was something that Truvius had grown used to seeing. Hell that color palette surrounded him even now in this dungeon like room. If he listened closely, he could hear dripping water in the corner and feel the dampness hanging in the air. It made him shiver slightly as he looked around. The dampness made sense considering this room's location on the lower floors of the castle. There wasn't much in here it was so cramped! No windows, greyish bricks that lined the walls and floor. It all created a sense of dread inside Truvius. He would have left by now... If not for whatever was hidden behind that curtain. Truvius took a step forward, stiffening at the sound of his own footsteps. *** it! Were they really that loud? Or were they just that loud in his head? What if someone heard him? What if a guard came in here? Worst of all what if his Dad heard? The what if's came up with every step he took. Yet with each thud of his heart, his resolve grew. His Dad had never told him about this. Come to think of it he never told him anything! Why not!? He was the prince of hell! The future heir to the throne! If his Dad ever intended to let him be in control one day, then Truvius should know what this was. He should know about everything that went on in here, just as much as his Dad did! If not more so! He was well past the age of demon maturity! Why should he be scared! He didn't have to obey orders anymore! With one more sure step forward he grabbed the curtain. He tossed the heavy purple cloth aside with all the force he could muster, clenching down hard on his jaw. In those split seconds where his vision was obscure his mind still raced with what it could be. No amount of guesswork could have prepped him for what he saw though. With the cloth off, Truvius was greeted with what was almost like a large ornate golden door in the middle of the room. Inside there was a red substance that pulsed and flickered. It swirled around in the space clearly not belonging here. He had never seen something like it. The top was carved in an intricate design with an eye in the center. The slit pupil staring down at him almost beckoning him even further. So Truvius did. He walked forward, practically hypnotized by the ruby light. He had to know, what did this light to do. He wanted to know! He was going to find ou-! The next thing Truvius knew he felt a hard grip his shoulder. He was pulled back away from the hypnotic ruby light. He yipped in surprise as he was spun around. He stumbled forward a bit then looked up. Only to see a pair of familiar eyes staring back at him. Gulp. ~~~~~~~~ “What the hell were you thinking!?” Truvius stood before his father, King Skullmore in the throne room. A long purple carpet led to his father's throne. The throne was grey and had a bony appearance to it, most likely made of iron or silver. Behind him was a portrait of when he was first crowned King. Truvius tried not to look directly at it. In a sense, it was worse then having his father yell at him. He associated that image with shame in himself, a crushing guilt that was impossible to ignore. “I don't know.” Truvius grumbled. That was usually the best response to go with. To stand there and act as meek as possible. Truvius allowed his body to slump a bit as if he were trying to hide in his spot. His father would eventually release all his anger and then probably try and ground him. Then Truvius would of course pretend to obey his orders and do what he wanted anyway. A simple thing was all it was, it would be business as usual. Oh how wrong he was. “All you do these days is disobey Truvius! This is the 5th time this month I caught you where you weren't supposed to go! Leaving the castle, letting your powers go haywire around other royals AND going into rooms you were explicitly told NOT to go into.” He growled at that last bit and then turned away cape billowing out as spun. “Don't even get me started on that incident at the Winter Solstice Ball a month ago!” Truvius looked up and gave a small grin. A nervous chuckle escaping his mouth. “It was funny when everybody got drunk Dad. Come on, I made the one guy laugh so hard he snorted punch out of his nose...and his forehead hole a little I think. The one he shot his beam from. It changed it pink it was hilarious!” He chuckled again, the airy and nervous sound it made causing even him to cringe. The King sighed pinching the area of his skull where a nose should be. The room got a chill as he did this, matching the darkness of the chamber and making Truvius feel unsettled. The silence hung in the air for awhile, uncomfortable and cold. It was hard for Truvius not to break first, babbling just to fill the silence. “Do you even WANT to be King one day Truvius?” Skullmore mumbled. His eyes looking directly at him, cold and unreadable. Truvius blinked a few times in response to that. It was a question he had never really heard from his father. “What...do you mean by that?” The demon prince mumbled. He bit his lip. He did understand the question...but was there even an answer that would satisfy his Father? Evidently the answer was no, because the older demon grunted in response a glare still on his features. “Do you even understand the responsibilities you have? Understand the gravity of the situation? Do you know what I've had to do? I've had to postpone crowning a new king for years because you simply aren't worthy of it yet. You have no direction! When I was your age, I could control my powers easily. I conquered many, took thousands of human souls and you? You can't resist the urge to pull childish stunts at what are supposed to be important royal events!” Skullmore slammed his clenched fist on the arm of his bony throne. The crack sound emanated throughout the room. Truvius cringed a little at that. “I was just trying to have a little fun...” He puffed his cheeks out a bit, eyes on the stone floor. His body seemed to slump a little more where he stood. God, was he really that much of a disappointment? “We have a long line of successful demons in our family! I've shown you the portraits time and time again, tried to teach you what values you're supposed to uphold. What your supposed to act like as a prince, how to use your powers properly. Yet you keep fighting me! You always do things in your own ridiculous way...and I've had it with this.” Oh god had it? His father never used that with him before. “From now on you are going to be under constant watch by my most trusted guards 24/7. Until my teachings finally sink in. I'm sorry son but it's for your own good.” “What!?” Truvius bellowed straightening up, body stiffening as the rage coursed through him. “That's insane! You can't do that to me Dad! I'm an adult! You don't get to tell me what to do anymore!” “Actually I can.” Skullmore watched him cold as he sat on his throne. “You could have just accepted your role, your destiny in this family, but you didn't. You are my only heir Truvius. You can't just throw this away for childish games. I won't allow it. You'll see in a year from now, you'll be thanking me for this. You may even find yourself having to do this for your kids one day. You have to fly straight in this world Truvius! Why don't you understand that!?” “NO!” Truvius's eyes glowed, blackness consuming his sclera. As he brought his hands up in his moment of anger a purple shock wave shook the room a bit. It reached the steps but didn't even come close to his father. Still his father did stumble back a little bit. He blinked a few times looking at his son in surprise. Tears flowed from Truvius's eyes. He breathed in and out heavily, glaring at his father. Only Truvius's huffing angry breaths filled the accursed throne room. The room Truvius completely and utterly despised. The one that represented not a home but a prison. “This is exactly what I was talking about! You can't even control your emo-” “Shut up Dad! I'm done listening to you! That's all I've done all my life! I Tried to make you happy and did my best to be what you wanted! Now you're going to listen to me for once!” Before his Dad could even object Truvius continued. “My whole life, you treated me like a kid! Kept me locked away like some prisoner. You never let me experience anything yet you expect me to act like some snobby king over a kingdom I've never even seen with my own two eyes! My whole life has just been these 4 walls! I hate it! I hate being royalty! If a life of never getting to be myself is what I'm in for, if I'm just supposed to be a tool for the royal family then...” He gasped in deeply. “Then I don't WANT it! Find someone else to do it! I don't care about this family anymore! I hate being a demon! I..I hate you!” Before Skullmore could fight anymore in a purple puff of smoke, Truvius disappeared. His father could only stare at what was left before releasing a long sigh. He slumped deeper into his throne. He hung his head looking at the purple carpet, a frown growing on his face. His eyebrows knitted and he shook ever so slightly. “That boy...” He sighed. “Where did I go wrong raising him?” ~~~~ Truvius collapsed into the room he teleported into, hitting the stone floor with a hard thud. He sobbed openly, droplets of water hitting the floor and wetting it with moisture. He didn't even notice that he hadn't teleported to where he had intended. If he had, he would have hit a soft carpet instead of a hard floor. He sniffled lifting his tear strained face from his hands. A familiar moist feeling clung to the air again. He looked around and his heart clenched thudding again in his chest. This was the room his father caught him in. The room that started this whole mess! His mind must have been on it when he teleported. As he realized this he heard a click and a whir. The eye at the top of the ornate door opened, it's pupil training on him like before. The moment it was on him the red filled the empty space again. Pulsing and whirling around. The call to it so strong that Truvius practically wanted to yell out to it. Ask this artifact his father had what it wanted. Then a calm filled him. He stumbled upward looking into that red pulsing thing in front of him. It was alive...so free...unlike him. He bit his lip and walked over again, slower and more cautious this time. He gulped as he put his hand into the redness. It disappeared and his eyes widened. Yet he embraced the warmth he felt on the other side. This wasn't a door, but a portal of some kind. He had heard about them in books and stories. Even heard of them from other demons. Never experienced them in person though. Yet he embraced the emotions that came with it. Like a child experiencing something new. The curiosity, the fear, he embraced it all. His leg went in then the rest of his arm. He closed his eyes throwing his face in, the heat enveloping him, comforting him in a sense. He relaxed into it leaning fully forward. With that, the shadow demon prince for the first time in his life? Had left the castle. Not just the castle but the world as he knew it. Truvius slowly opened his eyes. The sky was bathed a rich red color. His eyes were bombarded with things he had never seen. All these new sounds and new looking creatures surrounded him. His eyes widened and sparkled at this new place. Where was he? Was this what was just outside his castle!? He spun around slowly taking in the bustling city. The wolf looking creatures, the bug looking ones, the lizards...this was what his Dad was keeping him from? The outside world was incredible. He walked, awestruck at what was happening around him. He avoided bumping into anyone as best he could, senses heightened as they were bombarded with new experiences from all angles. That was when he noticed the clock. The text under it as well. Next Cleanse: 1 Day(s)? Huh, he wondered what that meant.
  8. Tonight we have a special thing planned. Things have been going well lately, we’ll be talking about Havoc/Hazbin as we always do! However we will also be taking requests from the audience from art and I will be doing my proofreading process live for a fanfic I wrote for Havoc Hotel. Some Christmas stuff! I’m feeling that spunk and spirit tonight, so let’s get crackin!
  9. Happy Thanksgiving. In spite of sickness and it being Thanksgiving, we feel good and are ready to stream tonight again! If you wanna hang out with us, feel free especially if you want some company on Thanksgiving! We’re doing more Hazbin, but also talking about random ***! Hope to see you soon!
  10. Another Thursday! You know what that means by now! Another Power Hour with us! Tonight is still Havoc related, but we'll also be talking about Youtube, our plans from here and a peak into exclusives we're working on for other Youtube Alternative sites like Vlare and Bitchute! That and other unplanned things! Come hang out with us!
  11. It's Thursday again which means another Indigo Power Hour! Join us! We will be talking more about our Hazbin Hotel AU, Helluva boss, original work and some other things since we're a rambly pair
  12. You can say this week's story is a creature feature! Honestly a spooky one if you put yourself in this guys shoes. I definitely wouldn't want to be him. Next time will be the last horrorween! It's gonna be an old classic. If You Would Like To Read Along: https://www.wattpad.com/771924705-the... Big Thanks To The Writer And Voice Actor TAE https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgI2... Big Thanks To The Artist Squibbl for the Chapter Art https://www.deviantart.com/kingsquibbl If You'd Like To Support My Work: https://www.patreon.com/Bravocube https://www.paypal.me/BRPPM If You'd Like To See More Of Me: https://linktr.ee/Bravocube
  13. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XzohGErRW0s A heartwarming finale. Who knows what awaits the happy couple? Will there be more adventures for them? Either way dreamland is a happier place with Escargoon back where he belongs, wouldn't you agree? NOTE FROM EDITOR: Now I am putting this up a bit earlier than it's supposed to go up. Cause I finished it pretty quickly. Even though the series over I want you all to know you have all been an amazing audiance thank you for making my dreams come true with this series. If You Would Like To Read Along: https://www.wattpad.com/771924705-the... Big Thanks To The Writer And Voice Actor TAE https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgI2... Big Thanks To The Artist Squibbl for the Chapter Art https://www.deviantart.com/kingsquibbl If You'd Like To Support My Work: https://www.patreon.com/Bravocube https://www.paypal.me/BRPPM If You'd Like To See More Of Me: https://linktr.ee/Bravocube
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