It'll Be Pretty Neat If There Were A Pangender One....

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The Weird One

You're the weird one, the one that half of tumblr babygirls and all of twitter is slightly scared of. You're probably autism-coded, and you probably also know some vital information that you shouldn't, for some reason.

(A few years later, not too much has changed)

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister​!

HAPPY PRIDE

Here's my very gay DnD character I had for a two year long campaign, Blaire St.Thomas, and her princess wife, Maybelle. Drawing took around 4 hours. For real miss this campaign... Might post my current DnD character later.

found out apparently if you want to consume content of your own original characters and stories you usually have to make that content? fucked up if true

Unpopular opinion: The crust is the best part of the pizza, like I'll still eat the pizza itself but the crust is like the desert after the meal. Of course it differs on taste depending on were you get the pizza from...

Free the toes!

Why not? You scared?

No, we barefoots don't take our socks off in other people's homes. But toes are meant to be free to wiggle around and feel the cool floor of our own safe home.

No. You’re wrong. No. Toes deserve to be hidden away behind the comfort of socks forever.

Whumpee who was mind-controlled, but is now rescued.

Their mind is still recovering. There are times where they zone out, stare into nothing, think about nothing, or where they retreat into a far corner of their mind, the only place they were still themselves during the control.

Caretaker notices these moments, and it concerns them, but there isn't much they can do.

STRIKE #4

BARTENDER: I don't think it's very wise for yer folks to be fool'n 'round here.

THE ACTOR: What do you mean by that?

*THE ACTOR takes a seat at the bar.*

BARTENDER: You er hero folk aren't very liked in these parts.

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* Oh really?

What makes you say that?

*Panel shows a group of goons sharpening knives and giving dirty glances over towards THE ACTOR.*

BARTENDER: I'm jus say'n ya'll would leave here if yer know whats good for yer.

THE ACTOR: We can't exactly do that until we get some answers.

BARTENDER: Answers ter what?

*THE ACTOR pulls out a printed photo of GUY entering the bar and shows it to the BARTENDER.*

THE ACTOR: He was last seen here on February 28th.

What can you tell me about him?

BARTENDER: He miss'n?

THE ACTOR: Yes.

BARTENDER: Yer think it's a kidnapp'n?

THE ACTOR: Maybe.

BARTENDER: Well if it is I can't help ya.

I made er an oath to turn away if any crimes happen in the good ol' Tipsy Possum.

To have deniability yer see.

THE ACTOR: I don't think thats a very good reputation you want to have on your bar.

BARTENDER: It actually brings in a lot more customers!

In these parts people be looking for a place go get away with there kidnap'ns and murder'ns.

I jus tell em to clean it up after!

THE ACTOR: So are you telling me you haven't seen him?

*The BARTENDER takes a closer look at the paper.*

BARTENDER: No, I've seen em around.

THE ACTOR: You have?!

BARTENDER: Use to be one of my er more popular visitors up til a weeks ago.

THE ACTOR: What can you tell me about him?

MEANWHILE

*OBSIDIAN walks into the bar and, once separated from the team, is cut off by three large men.*

TOMMY: Hello Obsidian.

OBSIDIAN: *Nervously* Jay! Jack! Tommy!

Oh isn't it my three favorite goons! How have you been?

JACK: Working for the heroes now, Obsidian?

JAY: Hm?

OBSIDIAN: *Nervously* Pfft- Heroes?! What- no!

I-I-I have no uh idea what you are talking about.

TOMMY: The twins and I ain't convinced Obsidian.

You left us.

You broke the code.

And you know what happens to those who break the code.

*OBSIDIAN nervously steps back and bumps into the twins who moved behind them.*

TOMMY: Nighty night, boss.

*JAY and JACK chloroform OBSIDIAN and knock them out, the three goons exit through a back door with OBSIDIANs unconscious body.*

LATER

*CREAMPUFF sits down at a table with a group of goons.*

CREAMPUFF: Hello boys.

*A very buff looking woman stabs her knife into the table.*

WOMAN GOON: Humph

CREAMPUFF: And um ma'am.

Nice bar you've got here.

GOON ONE: It is. Now get out of it.

GOON TWO: We've seen you on the news.

We ain't want anything to do with a rookie hero like you.

GOON THREE: Get out wannabe!

WOMAN GOON: Humph

CREAMPUFF: Wannabe huh?

I'll tell you what, this rookie hero will be out of your hair if you tell me where I can find this guy.

*CREAMPUFF shows the goons the photo of GUY.*

WOMAN GOOD: Humph

GOON ONE: Why you looking for him?

CREAMPUFF: I don't need to answer that.

GOON TWO: Sorry sweet cheeks but we don't hand over the location of one of our own without reason.

*CREAMPUFF raises her fist.*

CREAMPUFF: Oh, I'll give you a reason!

*THE ACTOR stops CREAMPUFF before her fist hits the goon.*

THE ACTOR: What did I say before we entered the bar?

No fights, I said.

CREAMPUFF: These guys have answers.

THE ACTOR: I got some too, if we leave now we could be in and out of here with no harm done.

*THE ACTOR smile and waves to the BARTENDER:*

CREAMPUFF: They think he's on their side.

Got any answers on that?

THE ACTOR: Well, I'm sure there are ways to get them tp share without starting a bar fight.

I'll handel this one, Creampuff.

CUT TO

*THE ACTOR holds GOON TWO over the top of a building.*

THE ACTOR: Want to share with the group now?

GOON TWO: I ain't saying shit.

THE ACTOR: Have it your way then.

*THE ACTOR smirks and lets go of GOON TWO letting him fall off the roof, not really though, he is hanging off the side of the building by his ankle from THE ACTORs grapple line.*

THE ACTOR: Wanna talk now?

GOON TWO: Your a psycho bitch!

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* Wow, how original.

What if I were to just unhook the grapple line? Would you talk then?

GOON TWO: Fine! Fine! I'll talk! I'll talk!

THE ACTOR: Good.

Then start talking.

*CREAMPUFF, BLURRY FACE and SPECTRE watch THE ACTOR from the ground.*

SPECTRE: Well, that's a little dark.

BLURRY FACE: Don't worry about it!

The Actor is a pro, they've been doing stuff like this for years!

CREAMPUFF: Cool.

SPECTRE: That's kinda scary...

...What if they fall?

BLURRY FACE: I'm sure they know what they're doing!

*THE ACTOR jumps down behind the trio.*

THE ACTOR: OK, so I got some answers.

SPECTRE, BLURRY FACE & CREAMPUFF: Aahh!

THE ACTOR: Oh, sorry!

Didn't mean to scare ya.

Anyway...

... The goon didn't know much, but it is suspicious that he full heartedly believes Guy is well, a villain.

CREAMPUFF: So what did he say?

THE ACTOR: Guy would regularly visit the bar and sit with him and his crew.

He would rarely come alone.

He would never order a drink but only gather information and leave.

The goon said that Guy was planning something.

Thats all the info I got out of him.

CREAMPUFF: Well, I guess we have a bit of a lead.

Is there any video footage of the people Guy entered the bar with?

SPECTRE: No, there are no security cameras inside the bar.

I checked.

CREAMPUFF: What about outside the bar? We got here because we saw video footage of Guy walking into the bar, right? Who was he with?

THE ACTOR: No one. That must've been one of the rare occurrences he came alone.

BLURRY FACE: He could have came in through the back door every other time, there are no cameras back there.

CREAMPUFF: *Sarcastically* Great.

THE ACTOR: Wait, where's Obsidian?

CREAMPUFF: I knew it!

They betrayed you! You didn't listen to me!

THE ACTOR: I don't think that's right.

Have some faith, Creampuff.

GOON TWO: *From the roof, hanging by the ankle.* Hahahaa!

Obsidian?! You brought them here?!

Oh, you dumb heroes!

THE ACTOR: What are you on about?

GOON TWO: They broke the code. Ain't no way we gonna let someone who broke the code get away unpunished.

THE ACTOR: Where are they?!!

GOON TWO: How would I know? I ain't the one who took em, now am I?

THE ACTOR: Damn it.