Exerpt from They the Wubbox, Chapter 15.5 : Still here, on Wattpad
The final snap rang through the island. Air island had now been broken from the clouds. The island drifted away slowly, yet quickly. "Alright, get to shelter everyone!" Riff yelled to them. He, T-Rox, Pom-Pom, Tweedle, Fwog and Scups were the only ones left on the island, confident they would be able to survive without the other islands. T-Rox and Riff we're watching the island until it's final moments with the other islands, and now they began to drift away. They dashed back to to the castle. It was strong and sturdy, and they had prepared it for the leaving of the island. The bunkered inside, but T-Rox didn't. It got windy, and he couldn't hold his footing on the ground. The last sight was the blur of his orange and grey body slip away.
At least, thats what she remembered. She was left alone, the sun on her face to comfort her when everything else seemed dull and bleak. PomPom was the final survivor of air island. She would be the only one to watch the island now, until, she too, felt the embrace of death. She couldn't do it herself. She couldn't self terminate. What would EomPom think of her know? Would she see her differently, would she still see her as a manipulative man-catcher. She hated the idea. "November something, zero A.C. Or, after cross. Today, im reflecting on what my past actions have led to. I know it wasn't in my control, yet, i still think a small part of it is my fault. I hope someday i'll see another soul. Anyone and i'll be happy. Good evening, PomPom."
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Ethereal "families" are split up by who their chosen primary caretaker. They refer to their nit caretakers as mom or dad, but refer to their caretaker as mother or father.
(Plazma family : Ghazt, Sox, Dragong (adopted).
Shadow family : Grumpyre, Whisp, Boodoo.
Mech family : Reebro, Arackulele, Nebulob.
Crystal family : Jeeode, Bellowfish, Fungpray.
Poison family : Humbug, Kazillion, Jellbilly.
Humbug’s wings are bendable unlike regular insects, it's like trying to break a soft tortilla shell, breakable, but takes force.
Grumpyre was given to cold island as a “gift” From Loodvigg, as he could not care for him on Celestial island. (Same with the other Ethereals).
Nebulob can only sometimes control his arms.
i drew it a while ago, so exepect it to look a bit bad (—_—‘)
Idk if anyone cares or not, but I’m making a RiddleJokes fanfic. Uhm, if you want to read it, it’s linked here.
it might be really bad. (I TAKE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM)
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(Once I get an AO3 accout because I’m used to wattpad, I’ll update this post to link that.”
looking at invader zim stuff and starting to cry. Not just because Tak, but I’m realizing I seriously need to get some hands-down designs and studying screen caps or my art will be forever flawed and shameful. Gn!
Maybe I should cry about it. I haven’t had a good cry since I learned about Project 2025.
i had a lot of ideas for this one, but i decided to do some 3 eyes crane with Sisto under a tree. (Has nothing to do with the Space Ghost series, but i thought it was cool because Sisto and his interests.) [I gave him a character.]
the back ground (I’m proud the water effect i did. Idek how i managed to do it and look so good :000
We used to be YouTube friends, my user name was RAAT and but I’ve since stopped using discord and YouTube- but anyways I’m also a space ghost and athf fan now so I just think that’s kinda funny. and I’m wondering if you remember me!!
OH MY GOODNESS I DO!! I haven’t seen you in forever, I hope you’re doing well! And yeah, it is a bit funny we have similar interests, who knew! I wish you good luck wherever you are now!”
this things with the two, idk.
two versions, one with tiny-tail brak, and one with long-tail brak.
before I put out the Primes Headcannons, here’s their relationship charts! (Mostly for me to remember if I write about them)
(More under break)
[i didn’t have an image for this one]
Exerpt from They the Wubbox, Chapter 15.5 : Still here, on Wattpad
The island, scorched under the sun, sat silently. Many of the monsters had stayed on, but many had died and were disposed of into the vast void below.
Mammot sat under a tree. The silence was sickening. No monster spoke. Not even Potbelly, the talkative ones. The heat was nearly unbearable, the heat was so hot, it felt like their skin would melt off at any moment. Would cold island be safe from this heat?
"Mammot, i have a confession." Fwog said as he stepped forward. His skin was nearly red from the sun.
"Yes?"
"Me and Clamble were the ones that made you guys fail the contest at Spooktacle. I saw how much it hurt you, but i was always to scared to appologize. I saw this as my only opportunity to tell you im sorry."
Mammot couldn't bring himself to be mad anymore.
"I forgive you. But if you were to tell me this not long ago, i would have been mad."
"Im glad you forgive me. It was really hard to find a way to apologize. You don't mind if it sit here, do you?"
"Go ahead."
The monsters around the island began to stand up and sit around the trees for shade. It was peaceful, but the thought of death was the only thing that kept the happiness drowned out.
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