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Flame nodded slowly. “So, what, you’re a band.”
“We’re more than a band,” Spoke said. “We’re a movement. A prophecy. A storm made of guitar riffs and questionable decisions.”
“We’re Hamartia,” Wemmbu added with a grin, purple eyes glinting with mischief. “And yes, we know what it means. Fatal flaw. I think mine is an affinity for stealing hearts and attention.”
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25 Dec 2025
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Wemmbu joins The Unstable Universe by Attonimized
Fandoms: Unstable Universe (Web Series)
25 Nov 2025
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Feeding the monarch duo fans
OR; Minute saves Wemmbu from GigaGamer1….. The rest is history
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22 Dec 2025
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He won't do it, a part of Jamato thinks, even as the air goes still behind him.
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Spoke's fingers twitch.
(Or: Jamato, Spoke, and the six seconds before Spoke strikes.)
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- Part 10 of Unstable Universe!
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22 Dec 2025
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“I wish it didn’t have to end this way,” Saparata breathes at last, the words trembling on the cusp between confession and collapse. They linger—half vapor, half lament—before dissipating into the desolation that encircles them.
“It could not have gone any other way,” Fluixon replies, voice soft yet tectonic, resonating as though the air itself were an instrument of his decree. “I am but an architect, despite what they say. This story—our story—is my cathedral.”
“Flux—”
Fluixon cuts across the syllable, his gaze incandescent with the lucidity of the dying. “And you, my dearest Saps,” he murmurs, “you are the god we worship—terrible, radiant, unknowable. Every prayer I have ever uttered has been a scream in your name.”
Alternatively, Saparata and Fluixon wonder if their obsession is driven by hatred or love.
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18 Dec 2025
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solo’s not my style; bruising is. by Anonymous
Fandoms: Unstable SMP, Unstable Universe (Web Series)
15 Dec 2025
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“-not actually sure where the others went, I don’t even know if they all got out, that fight was a shitshow - I wasn’t expecting them to get reinforcements there so quickly, honestly, there must be an outpost near to here or something. I think they came from the west, thinking about it… hey, have you got any food?”
Oh my god.” Wemmbu groans, head falling back on his shoulders in a clear and necessary display of his abject suffering. He can only hold his silence for so long, it seems, and it would appear his limit is about ninety seconds.
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After escaping Law’s prison, the last thing Wemmbu wants to do is talk.
Zam has other ideas.
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- Part 1 of Ivy’s Unstable Fics
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