It's amazing to see all this support from you guys. I've been thinking of doing some more but I'm not quite sure if I wanna wait until the next season of arcane comes so I can get new clips. But I wanna know if you guys would get bored with the same clips from season if I keep making more now. Let me know and I'll see the what the majority of you think.
This is absolutely perfect. Poor Jinx, poor Vi, poor Silco, poor Vander, poor everyone. That's probably one of the most earth shattering things to realize when watching Arcane. That no matter how hard you try, you can never truly pick a side, because everyone has faced so many losses, so many misfortunes, so many tragedies they never deserved. I can feel tears coming already just thinking about it
@@ChaosDoingStuff I made a character like him named Vercucio, months before watching Arcane. He's for a book I'm working on! I was like omg, the resemblance lol when I first saw Silco. And he took a little boy whom he called/ renamed him by his nickname "Chaos" because, he jinxed everything (like Jinx, mind you this is before I watched Arcane).
Don't cry, you're perfect. The only words she longed to hear all her life, from her sister, and she only got to hear them on her father's death bed... Er, chair. Tragic.
Vercucio gripped chair arms tightly, throwing his head back in a horrible groan. His purple ringed eye flashed. Chaos stepped forward, setting the syringe back on the table. "Are you okay?" Vercucio let his head hang. Glowing pink liquid trickled down his face. Breathing heavily, he hauled himself out of the chair, his metal leg causing him quite the effort. Chaos offered a hand, which his adoptive father waved away. Vercucio looked so pale, sick. The right side of his face was withered and twisted with scars. He gave a sharp cough, leaning against the table to steady himself. He pursed his lips. _"Chaos, you may go..."_ he nearly collapsed. Chaos hesitated. "Are you sure?" _Chaos...it's your father...he's dying. Nevereld got to him..."_ **Then cut to scene that I feel suits this song.**
@@ChaosDoingStuff Thanks! This is from my other account! Lol my computer is charging. If you want, at some point, I can share more info on it! I'm still working on a name for the story lol
Vercucio made a series of soft choking noises. His eyes were rolling, blood poured from a gaping hole in his chest. Black liquid-Nevereld's poison-trickled from the corner of his lips. Chaos let out a sob, and launched himself towards his father, wrapping his arms around the older man. "I never should have left! _I'm so sorry..."_ Vercucio's lips trembled as he struggled to form words. "It's all right, my dear boy...Nevereld wanted you. I refused. _I never would've given you to him...You're my perfect child...Chaos is perfect...Flaws don't matter to me..._ Remember that dear. _Go with Nikolus..."_ He gestured to Nikolus who stood at the Invention Table. Vercucio then went limp, eyes staring blankly at Chaos. His purple-ringed eye glitched, and glowing pink liquid streamed down his face. Chaos dropped to his knees a scream of loss tearing from his lips. "No! _No, I can't lose you! Not now!"_ Tears poured down his face. He looked up at his adoptive father, seething with anger and grief. "I _will_ avenge you. I'll do to Nevereld what he did to you." He stood up, closing his father's eyes, and turned his gaze to Nikolus, eyes burning with tears. Nikolus walked over to Chaos wiping the tears from Chaos's face as he looked up at his boyfriend, the expression on his face, clearly expressing a mix of feelings. "I am so sorry, Chaos..." Chaos now buried his face in Nikolus's shirt. "I need to _kill Nevereld,_ Then get as far away from here as possible." his deep blue, gold flecked eyes blazed. Nikolus nodded understandingly. "Okay," he whispered, kissing Chaos gently on the forehead, stroking his hair. "Let's go..." Chaos cast one last glance towards Vercucio. _It just looks like he's sleeping._ he thought. _Only this is forever...He's never coming back._
*NOTE: I'm subbed now too!* *THE STORY IS CALLED: Shadows Awakening* Vercucio fell to his hands and knees, gagging, trembling. The sound of the impact of his metal leg hitting the floor, echoed throughout the sparse room. His silver, raven-headed cane clattered to the floor. The glowing pink Siln streamed down his face from his purple eye, streaming down his face in a crack-like form. Beneath his suit, his muscles tensed, back heaving. His eyes were wild, his purple-ringed eye darting back and forth. Nevereld chuckled darkly. "Yes, don't try to fight. _Don't fight the transition, Vercucio."_ Vercucio screamed in agony, fingers digging into the floor. Levara attempted to leap forward. "Vercucio-" A hand slapped across her mouth, hard. The metallic taste of blood bloomed in her mouth, and she grimaced. Nikolas watched the scene through the glass wall. "He has Krilt in his system," he turned to Chaos. "If he doesn't fight it, _he'll turn into one of those."_ he gestured to one of Nevereld's servants in disgust. The servant was a towering brute. It was muscular with grey skin, and dark, soulless eyes. The creature looked down at Vercucio, a dark sharp-toothed grin crossing over its chapped, blackened lips. Vercucio gave a horrible moan throwing his head back, his purple-ringed glitching and rolling. He looked like he wanted to be violently ill, his face pallid, deep shadows creeping under his eyes, making the scarred side of his face appear darker. Nikolas shuddered. "We have to force him to fight it," Chaos nodded comprehendingly, but then confusion masked his face. _"How the hell are we supposed to get in there, without Mr. Asshole seeing us?"_ "Well...we just need to have a good plan," Nikolas then snickered. _"Mr. Asshole, really?"_ "Well, _Nevereld is one,"_ Chaos said, a smirk playing his lips. Nikolas smiled. "Agreed," ~~~~~~~~~~~~ _"How are feeling?"_ The older man looked around dazed. He moaned, hanging his head. Grey streaked tendrils of hair fell over his face. Chaos brushed them away, gently kissing his adoptive father's forehead. Vercucio looked up. He looked so tired. He gestured to the metal prosthetic leg, with a trembling finger. He wanted it off. Chaos carefully rolled up his adoptive father's right pant leg and pulled a screwdriver from his inventor's belt, gently unscrewing the two halves of the leg, and took them off. Vercucio gave a sigh of relief, as he gently massaged the little stump where the start of his right leg would've started. Like the right side of his face, the little stump was twisted with scars. Chaos put a hand on his adoptive father's shoulder. "Is it bothering you?" Vercucio nodded, leaning his head back. Chaos studied the metal prosthetic, grimacing. _No wonder the stump was bothering him from the prosthetic. It wasn't padded where the stump should go. It was just plain metal._ "Would you like me to pad the inside?" Chaos asked. "It might make the bit of your leg more comfortable." Vercucio nodded. _"Please.."_ "Okay," Chao's said with a soft smile. "And while I'm at it, you should try and get some sleep. You look very exhausted." Vercucio looked away, face going cold. Chaos looked at him to see Siln pouring down his face again. His right eye was glitching. His good pale blue eye looked down. A single tear trailed down his face. "What's wrong?" Chaos asked. Vercucio coughed softly, but didn't answer. His face was grim. *Note:* *_Vercucio was already slowing dying before Nevereld got to him in the death scene, he just didn't want to burden Chaos. Nevereld wounding him was when he passed though, ofc._*
@@ChaosDoingStuff This is completely unrelated but I found the design for Vercucio, and changed to Silco bc the resemblance. But I will be remaking Vercucio with the design I had because I saved it, just changing it back to Vercucio.
Chaos turned to his gaze to the piano. The man sitting there looked suspiciously familiar. He was an older man, who appeared to be in his mid sixties, and was just looking down at the piano, grim faced. He took a sip of what Chaos thought was coffee, and proceeded to play. He was playing a song that Chaos didn't recognize, and Chaos wanted to take a closer look. Chaos made his way over to the man, and sat down in a chair beside him. He studied the man for a minute, now figuring out why he looked so familiar. "You're Lucius Whitewood, retired musician!" The man sneered. "Right," he had a slight hint of an English accent, and his dark blue eyes were cold. It took a second for Chaos to realize when Lucius was speaking, that that man's canines were pointed like daggers. _Vampire?_ Chaos sighed. "I don't be rude, but... _are you human?"_ Lucius nearly choked on air. _"Pardon?"_ "Are you human?" Lucius sputtered for a moment. "Well I...well not...sort of. I'm a Turned werewolf." "You're a Wolf?" _"Turned Wolf"_ Lucius said. "There's a difference. Born Wolves, well _Born werewolves,_ have complete control over themselves, the Feeding urges and all that. They can control when they Turn and not go through any pain at all. _Turned werewolves_ cannot control when they Turn and the pain is excruciating. Over time, they _can_ control the Feeding urges, but it is rather difficult. I myself cannot control it. Being a Turned werewolf, just like a Born Werewolf, I can sense the blood in the room. Now, however difficult it is _not to Feed on human blood,_ I still try to stop. I'm working with animal blood currently, but al the blood I get is from already dead animals. I would never Feed on a live animal or human purposefully. In fact I haven't done that in..." his eyes flashed yellow-gold. "so long..." He blinked, and his eyes faded into their deep blue again. "But, I'll live. I only have animal blood once a week and after a Turn. And three days before a full moon I go through partial Turns. They don't take as long as a full Turn, which takes about three to five hours, but are as equally painful. And another thing about Turned Wolves is that, the _'Turned werewolves only Turn on a full moon and go through partial Turns three days before"_ is a myth. While they do go through partial Turns three days before a full moon, and Turn on a full moon, they can also Turn or go through a partial Turn at any given time." "That sounds horrible..."
If you want, I can give you an excerpt of a scene with Vercucio and Chaos. (I think I may have asked before, but ofc only if you want it.) it's from a past scene.
Also, it's ok if your not into this or don't like it, but I literally have Gacha Club and just make characters on it for fun, because I get bored. But I was shamed in grade 9 for it...but if it's something a person likes to do...but I like writing better, though I occasionally make characters. But I write, more often...I'm going to write tommorow! What did you think/like about the scene I added?
@@ChaosDoingStuff Thanks! Another thing I like to do is voice my characters! For some reason, I am girl who can do male voices better than female when I'm acting, and they are more adult, and older characters, (eg. Vercucio, and Lucius-new coming character) My friends: How??? I just practice. They are both older characters and I've been doing their voices for 5 years.
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It's amazing to see all this support from you guys. I've been thinking of doing some more but I'm not quite sure if I wanna wait until the next season of arcane comes so I can get new clips. But I wanna know if you guys would get bored with the same clips from season if I keep making more now. Let me know and I'll see the what the majority of you think.
"Don't cry, you're perfect," is a heart melting sentence too.
Best line that hits different
@@ChaosDoingStuff It's just so sad... But it's a wonderful line. This shows how much he cares...
Same with Vercucio and Chaos.
I love there entire father daughter relationship so much.
@@ChaosDoingStuff I know!!! It's good. They both respect each other for who they are! Flaws or no flaws.
Nah disturbing, she's the perfect weapon
This is absolutely perfect. Poor Jinx, poor Vi, poor Silco, poor Vander, poor everyone. That's probably one of the most earth shattering things to realize when watching Arcane. That no matter how hard you try, you can never truly pick a side, because everyone has faced so many losses, so many misfortunes, so many tragedies they never deserved. I can feel tears coming already just thinking about it
Thank you my friend. I agree it's soo sad
@@ChaosDoingStuff Very sad. But I suppose that's the appeal of it I guess
I agree but, I guess its good to choose Zaun's side. They were opressed by the upsiders, they are all victims of them...
When he said "Dont cry, your perfect" that was such an heart warming sentence cause he really cares about jinx even if others can't understand her
The first half had me nearly crying! Silco is my favourite character! And he cared for Jinx...
I was close to crying when making it lol. I had to go back to that scene multiple times just to make sure everything was good.
@@ChaosDoingStuff I made a character like him named Vercucio, months before watching Arcane. He's for a book I'm working on! I was like omg, the resemblance lol when I first saw Silco. And he took a little boy whom he called/ renamed him by his nickname "Chaos" because, he jinxed everything (like Jinx, mind you this is before I watched Arcane).
Lol, how cool.
I'm so in love with the animation of this show when he says it you can see just how much he means it and how much he believes it
Don't cry, you're perfect. The only words she longed to hear all her life, from her sister, and she only got to hear them on her father's death bed... Er, chair. Tragic.
Well this video seems to be going massively underappreciated... Damn, this one hit hard in ALL the best ways. Excellent work.
thank you so much. It means a lot that you enjoyed it. ❤
Chaos grew up, and stayed with his father. And this song perfectly fits a scene I'm working on between them rn!
😆 🤣 😂
@@ChaosDoingStuff Lol, I totally don't have this video on a loop... :)
@@ChaosDoingStuff By the way, if you want I can send you part of the scene like an excerpt. (only if you want)
Vercucio gripped chair arms tightly, throwing his head back in a horrible groan. His purple ringed eye flashed. Chaos stepped forward, setting the syringe back on the table. "Are you okay?"
Vercucio let his head hang. Glowing pink liquid trickled down his face. Breathing heavily, he hauled himself out of the chair, his metal leg causing him quite the effort.
Chaos offered a hand, which his adoptive father waved away. Vercucio looked so pale, sick. The right side of his face was withered and twisted with scars. He gave a sharp cough, leaning against the table to steady himself. He pursed his lips. _"Chaos, you may go..."_ he nearly collapsed.
Chaos hesitated. "Are you sure?"
_Chaos...it's your father...he's dying. Nevereld got to him..."_
**Then cut to scene that I feel suits this song.**
I love it. The description is amazing and you can tell by just reading this little paragraph how big their relationship is.
@@ChaosDoingStuff Thanks! This is from my other account! Lol my computer is charging. If you want, at some point, I can share more info on it! I'm still working on a name for the story lol
I stopped that story, because I'm currently working on a Sci-Fi story now!
Vercucio made a series of soft choking noises. His eyes were rolling, blood poured from a gaping hole in his chest. Black liquid-Nevereld's poison-trickled from the corner of his lips.
Chaos let out a sob, and launched himself towards his father, wrapping his arms around the older man. "I never should have left! _I'm so sorry..."_
Vercucio's lips trembled as he struggled to form words. "It's all right, my dear boy...Nevereld wanted you. I refused. _I never would've given you to him...You're my perfect child...Chaos is perfect...Flaws don't matter to me..._ Remember that dear. _Go with Nikolus..."_
He gestured to Nikolus who stood at the Invention Table. Vercucio then went limp, eyes staring blankly at Chaos. His purple-ringed eye glitched, and glowing pink liquid streamed down his face.
Chaos dropped to his knees a scream of loss tearing from his lips. "No! _No, I can't lose you! Not now!"_ Tears poured down his face. He looked up at his adoptive father, seething with anger and grief. "I _will_ avenge you. I'll do to Nevereld what he did to you."
He stood up, closing his father's eyes, and turned his gaze to Nikolus, eyes burning with tears. Nikolus walked over to Chaos wiping the tears from Chaos's face as he looked up at his boyfriend, the expression on his face, clearly expressing a mix of feelings.
"I am so sorry, Chaos..."
Chaos now buried his face in Nikolus's shirt. "I need to _kill Nevereld,_ Then get as far away from here as possible." his deep blue, gold flecked eyes blazed.
Nikolus nodded understandingly. "Okay," he whispered, kissing Chaos gently on the forehead, stroking his hair. "Let's go..."
Chaos cast one last glance towards Vercucio. _It just looks like he's sleeping._ he thought. _Only this is forever...He's never coming back._
😢 it's so sad but so good. Keep it up, it's amazing 👏
@@ChaosDoingStuff Thanks! I'm once again writing, lol. If you'd like I can update you on it as I write, but it's up to you!
That'd be great
@@ChaosDoingStuff All right!
@@ChaosDoingStuff Some scenes may be longer than others!
*NOTE: I'm subbed now too!*
*THE STORY IS CALLED: Shadows Awakening*
Vercucio fell to his hands and knees, gagging, trembling. The sound of the impact of his metal leg hitting the floor, echoed throughout the sparse room. His silver, raven-headed cane clattered to the floor. The glowing pink Siln streamed down his face from his purple eye, streaming down his face in a crack-like form. Beneath his suit, his muscles tensed, back heaving. His eyes were wild, his purple-ringed eye darting back and forth.
Nevereld chuckled darkly. "Yes, don't try to fight. _Don't fight the transition, Vercucio."_
Vercucio screamed in agony, fingers digging into the floor.
Levara attempted to leap forward. "Vercucio-" A hand slapped across her mouth, hard. The metallic taste of blood bloomed in her mouth, and she grimaced.
Nikolas watched the scene through the glass wall. "He has Krilt in his system," he turned to Chaos. "If he doesn't fight it, _he'll turn into one of those."_ he gestured to one of Nevereld's servants in disgust.
The servant was a towering brute. It was muscular with grey skin, and dark, soulless eyes. The creature looked down at Vercucio, a dark sharp-toothed grin crossing over its chapped, blackened lips. Vercucio gave a horrible moan throwing his head back, his purple-ringed glitching and rolling. He looked like he wanted to be violently ill, his face pallid, deep shadows creeping under his eyes, making the scarred side of his face appear darker.
Nikolas shuddered. "We have to force him to fight it,"
Chaos nodded comprehendingly, but then confusion masked his face. _"How the hell are we supposed to get in there, without Mr. Asshole seeing us?"_
"Well...we just need to have a good plan," Nikolas then snickered. _"Mr. Asshole, really?"_
"Well, _Nevereld is one,"_ Chaos said, a smirk playing his lips.
Nikolas smiled. "Agreed,"
~~~~~~~~~~~~
_"How are feeling?"_
The older man looked around dazed. He moaned, hanging his head. Grey streaked tendrils of hair fell over his face. Chaos brushed them away, gently kissing his adoptive father's forehead. Vercucio looked up. He looked so tired. He gestured to the metal prosthetic leg, with a trembling finger. He wanted it off. Chaos carefully rolled up his adoptive father's right pant leg and pulled a screwdriver from his inventor's belt, gently unscrewing the two halves of the leg, and took them off. Vercucio gave a sigh of relief, as he gently massaged the little stump where the start of his right leg would've started.
Like the right side of his face, the little stump was twisted with scars.
Chaos put a hand on his adoptive father's shoulder. "Is it bothering you?"
Vercucio nodded, leaning his head back. Chaos studied the metal prosthetic, grimacing. _No wonder the stump was bothering him from the prosthetic. It wasn't padded where the stump should go. It was just plain metal._
"Would you like me to pad the inside?" Chaos asked. "It might make the bit of your leg more comfortable."
Vercucio nodded. _"Please.."_
"Okay," Chao's said with a soft smile. "And while I'm at it, you should try and get some sleep. You look very exhausted."
Vercucio looked away, face going cold. Chaos looked at him to see Siln pouring down his face again. His right eye was glitching. His good pale blue eye looked down. A single tear trailed down his face.
"What's wrong?" Chaos asked.
Vercucio coughed softly, but didn't answer. His face was grim.
*Note:* *_Vercucio was already slowing dying before Nevereld got to him in the death scene, he just didn't want to burden Chaos. Nevereld wounding him was when he passed though, ofc._*
I'm going to write and send it later. I'm going to watch Arcane first again!
Lol
@@ChaosDoingStuff lol I'm writing now!
Go on. It's a perfect work.
BRAVO !!!
I just finished Arcane for the second time.
21k damn
Yeah it's soo cool.
I'm writing again, and watching this again, lol the way you put the video together is just so good!
Thank you
@@ChaosDoingStuff This is completely unrelated but I found the design for Vercucio, and changed to Silco bc the resemblance. But I will be remaking Vercucio with the design I had because I saved it, just changing it back to Vercucio.
I love this :"[
Chaos turned to his gaze to the piano. The man sitting there looked suspiciously familiar. He was an older man, who appeared to be in his mid sixties, and was just looking down at the piano, grim faced. He took a sip of what Chaos thought was coffee, and proceeded to play.
He was playing a song that Chaos didn't recognize, and Chaos wanted to take a closer look.
Chaos made his way over to the man, and sat down in a chair beside him. He studied the man for a minute, now figuring out why he looked so familiar. "You're Lucius Whitewood, retired musician!"
The man sneered. "Right," he had a slight hint of an English accent, and his dark blue eyes were cold. It took a second for Chaos to realize when Lucius was speaking, that that man's canines were pointed like daggers. _Vampire?_
Chaos sighed. "I don't be rude, but... _are you human?"_
Lucius nearly choked on air. _"Pardon?"_
"Are you human?"
Lucius sputtered for a moment. "Well I...well not...sort of. I'm a Turned werewolf."
"You're a Wolf?"
_"Turned Wolf"_ Lucius said. "There's a difference. Born Wolves, well _Born werewolves,_ have complete control over themselves, the Feeding urges and all that. They can control when they Turn and not go through any pain at all. _Turned werewolves_ cannot control when they Turn and the pain is excruciating. Over time, they _can_ control the Feeding urges, but it is rather difficult. I myself cannot control it. Being a Turned werewolf, just like a Born Werewolf, I can sense the blood in the room. Now, however difficult it is _not to Feed on human blood,_ I still try to stop. I'm working with animal blood currently, but al the blood I get is from already dead animals. I would never Feed on a live animal or human purposefully. In fact I haven't done that in..." his eyes flashed yellow-gold. "so long..." He blinked, and his eyes faded into their deep blue again. "But, I'll live. I only have animal blood once a week and after a Turn. And three days before a full moon I go through partial Turns. They don't take as long as a full Turn, which takes about three to five hours, but are as equally painful. And another thing about Turned Wolves is that, the _'Turned werewolves only Turn on a full moon and go through partial Turns three days before"_ is a myth. While they do go through partial Turns three days before a full moon, and Turn on a full moon, they can also Turn or go through a partial Turn at any given time."
"That sounds horrible..."
If you want, I can give you an excerpt of a scene with Vercucio and Chaos. (I think I may have asked before, but ofc only if you want it.) it's from a past scene.
Sure
Amazing edit. Well done. Loved it
I'm writing the scene that I feel suits this song, if you want it!
Sure
@@ChaosDoingStuff ok!
Кажется это песня просто была создана для этого фильма
Also if you reply, I'll probably get it tomorrow. My computer is dying, lol
Ok
Also, it's ok if your not into this or don't like it, but I literally have Gacha Club and just make characters on it for fun, because I get bored. But I was shamed in grade 9 for it...but if it's something a person likes to do...but I like writing better, though I occasionally make characters. But I write, more often...I'm going to write tommorow! What did you think/like about the scene I added?
It's all good. I really liked that scene you sent. You're very descriptive and it puts a picture right in my head I love it.
@@ChaosDoingStuff Thanks! Another thing I like to do is voice my characters! For some reason, I am girl who can do male voices better than female when I'm acting, and they are more adult, and older characters, (eg. Vercucio, and Lucius-new coming character)
My friends: How???
I just practice. They are both older characters and I've been doing their voices for 5 years.
@@baileyf5069 that's cool 👏
Как песня называется?
Hurts Like Hell
@@ChaosDoingStuff спасибо