violetspots-2007
Hi :)
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Someone needs to neuter that fucking cat i swear to god
you’re laughing. crowfeather’s about to pull off the hat trick of dating a woman from each of the original clans and you’re laughing. Stop Him
Here are the Mains designs for my DW au:
Due to the whole "reincarnation" thing, I have also given them (sort of) new names (minus Pebble):
Astro - Aster Knightly
Shelly - Shelby Fosse
Sprout - Spencer Green
Vee - Veronica Verus
Pebble - Pebble
Dandy - Andy Reed
I hope any of this makes sense. I'm also working on the common toons designs, so Idk when I'll maybe post them.
My 'tism and creativity know no bounds...
Finished :)
I made this sketch of Twisted Looey for my art class because he is my fav. We were told to try and replicate the art style of different artists, and I'm trying to be a bit creative with mine. Maybe I'll post the finished piece when I'm done. Who knows?
I made this sketch of Twisted Looey for my art class because he is my fav. We were told to try and replicate the art style of different artists, and I'm trying to be a bit creative with mine. Maybe I'll post the finished piece when I'm done. Who knows?
Happy Valentines Day!
I have nothing to show for the holiday, but here's something I made a while back, in case ya'll were hungry <3
they were cute friends even if it was brief
Merry Christmas!
I, uh, didn't actually draw something for the holiday this year (I ended up getting distracted by an old fav show of mine and hyperfixated), so I don't know what to put...uh...
Here are the cool scented markers and pens I got as an early christmas present. Orange marker can't color for shit tho
Anyways, stay safe, happy holidays!
Prologue: Rebirth of the Killing School Life (Part 1)
♪ OST: Beautiful Days ♪
So, here I am. The pinnacle of human achievement.
Hopes Peak Academy.
One of the most well-known school's in the world. Only the best of the world's most talented youth's, also known as Ultimate's, could get in with the purpose of fostering their talent's and raising them as the world's next hope's. Getting in was like winning the lottery of life. Any normal person would do anything to get in with the promise of succeeding in their future.
Those who do wish to enroll had to fall under two requirement's:
“One must be currently enrolled in high school” and “One must excel at their field of expertise” Meaning no ordinary student can attend, unless under certain circumstance's like a lottery or something.
I happened to be one of the many who fell under both requirement's.
???: Before we continue further, I should introduce myself. My name is Daisuke Yoshida, and I am the Ultimate Class Representative.
Class Representative, aka a glorified babysitter for a bunch of people my age. I'm joking of course, but it honestly feels like it sometimes. I admit, I was kind of the "teachers favorite" of my class; good grades, never misbehaved, helped out wherever I could. It was no wonder I was chosen to be my classes rep, especially since no one else volunteered. I can't complain; keeping idiots in check and handling issues in the class was basically what I did already.
So, imagine my surprise when I found an acceptance letter on my desk when I came home one day. Yep, I had been accepted into Hope's Peak, my hard work fully recognized.
My uncle had been more excited then I was; he said this was my chance to finally go out and be a normal teenager for once. Sure, I guess being a normal teenager and going to a school full of overachieving twats is definitely a perfect mix. Doesn't matter, the perks sound nice enough.
Standing in front of the gate's of this school felt...overwhelming. My face didn't show it, but the nagging feeling of change was starting to get to me. With all the praise the school gets, there's apparently a lot of dark history behind it. Word of death, human experimentation, and teenagers falling into insanity would pop up whenever the schools dark history would come up in conversation. I never really looked to deep into these "rumors", but looking back on it now...I really should've trusted my gut more.
While walking closer to the entrance door's, my head started feeling like it was spinning. My vision grew blurrier and darker the closer I got.
When my hand touched the door, everything suddenly went black.
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???: Hey...
Who....is that...? My head still hurt's.
Slowly coming back into conscience, I saw a dark skinned boy leaning over me, his silhouette almost comically dramatic against the lights above him.
???: Oh, phew, your finally awake. Thank god, we honestly thought you were dead!
Daisuke: W...wha..?
???: Hey Omega, he's awake!
Just as I've managed to get my bearing's, sort of, I spotted something white from the corner of my eye approaching us. Wait- is that a...dog? A very...cartoony, anthro dog?
Omega?: Oh dear, thank heaven's! I was afraid you were going to be out for day's! Oh, I do hope your head isn't hurting too much....
Daisuke: Um...no...I'm alright.
I attempted to stand up on my own, but the two strangers immediately grabbed me in order to keep me from falling.
???: Hey, slow down man. No one's rushing you to stand up. Here.
The boy held my shoulders and made sure I was steady on my feet before letting go.
???: There we go! You good now?
Daisuke: I guess so.
???: Good! To be honest, when you didn't wake up, I thought you were dead!
Omega?: Haku! That is not something to joke about!
???: Heheheh, sorry sorry, but I'm sure you've got a lot of question's right now, don't you?
Daisuke: Well, can you answer any of them?
???: Nope.
Daisuke: Great...
Omega?: Okay, we can get to that in a bit, I'm sure our friend here would like a proper introduction.
"Friend" is a bit of a stretch, we knew each other for two minutes and I'm still confused, but an introduction would be nice.
Omega?: I'll go first; my name is Omega, I am a state of the art android designed by the Future Foundation for assistance and friendship!
Daisuke: Oh, you're a robot? That explain's...a lot.
???: The name's Kohaku Takayuki, but friend's call me Haku. I'm the Ultimate Pyrotechnician. It's nice to meet ya!
Daisuke: You're an Ultimate as well?
Kohaku: Yeah, I guess we all are.
Daisuke: And your talent is...setting things on fire?
Kohaku: Eh...more like flashy light shows, but I DO love me something that goes...boom.
As if to excentuate his point, he pulls out a lighter and flicks it on. The safety regulations of this place must by God Tier if their letting this guy bring THAT to school.
Omega: H-Haku! You know you should not be playing with that inside! You could accidentally burn something!
Kohaku: Heheheh, relax, Omega. I've handled a lighter many times, I'm always careful.
Almost as quickly as he pulled it out, the boy closed the tiny fire hazard and shoved it back into his pockets.
Kohaku: See? All gone.
Omega: I am not reassured.
Daisuke: So, you said that there's more people here?
Omega: Indeed! With you and Haku included, there are about sixteen Ultimate student's here!
Kohaku: So, how 'bout you, bud? What's your name?
Daisuke: Right....my name is Daisuke Yoshida, Ultimate Class Representative.
Kohaku: Woah, neat! So your, like, the head of the class yeah?
Daisuke: Eh, something like that. And your talent is...something to do with fire, yes?
Kohaku: You could say that. I'm more of a fireworks type guy, but I can never say no to a little light!
Yeah...I could tell from a few seconds ago.
Daisuke: So, are we...still in Hope's Peak? This place look's like a school gym, so I assumed we were.
Omega: Affirmative! I assure you that we are indeed inside Hope's Peak Academy!
Daisuke: "Inside Hope's Peak"? Strange... Takayuki, were you-
Kohaku: Knocked out while entering the school? Yeah...I'm pretty sure we all were.
That's odd. Why would someone knock out a bunch of student's and trap them in their school? Something bad is going to happen.
Daisuke: Alright, in order to better understand our situation, investigating the school is top priority. Have you two found anything?
Kohaku: Uh...not really.
Omega: Me and Haku volunteered to watch over you in case you woke up while the other's searched the building, so we didn't really get the chance to investigate far from the gymnasium....which just had the bleachers and a storage closet mostly full of sport's equipment.
Amazing start, I'm sure that will make my job easier. Still, having these two around might be helpful, even if they know about as much as me. It's best to keep them close.
Daisuke: Sigh Well, I guess I'll just have to look for myself. You two are coming with me.
Omega: O-oh, alright, Affirmative!
Kohaku: Heh, taking charge already, are we? Guess you really are the Ultimate Class Rep. So, where should we start, bossman?
Daisuke: Never call me that ever again.
Kohaku: Alright then...
Daisuke: We'll start with whatever's behind the main door and then work our way through the main hall. Understand?
Kohaku & Omega: Yep!
Daisuke: Alright, then let's begin.
The three of us quickly made our way to through the door, which lead to the Trophy Room, connecting the gymnasium to the main hall. It was, admittedly, very pretty to look at. Though, the glow emitting from the gold within the trophy case were starting to hurt my retina's. I spotted a security camera from the corner of my eye. Huh, did it just...move?
Kohaku: Wow! Very fancy in here. Is that real gold?
Omega: Not all of it. Real gold is very expensive so alternatives are necessary. That katana, you see, is covered in gold foil.
Kohaku: Huh, really? Dang, it looks surprisingly real! Wonder if its flammable?
Omega: I CERTAINLY HOPE NOT!
Kohaku: Don't worry, it was just a joke! Hey, Yoshida, what do ya think?
Daisuke: Well, it's certainly shiny and...gold looking.
Kohaku: ...
Daisuke: ...moving on. It doesn't look like there's anything here that could be useful right now.
Kohaku: Sword might come in handy sometime...
Daisuke: Hm, maybe...
Omega: Well, if we are done in here, how about we explore the rest of the school!
Kohaku: Yeah! And, we can introduce Daisuke to the rest of us!
When did I give him permission to use my first name?
Daisuke: Alright then, I was planning on doing that anyway...
Omega: Oh! And I must inform you that only the ground floor in open to explore.
Daisuke: What do you mean?
Omega: For some peculiar reason, it seems the stairs to the second floor are blocked by a cage of sorts.
Kohaku: Really? Thats weird... Well, no time for talking, we've got a school to explore. Right, guys?
Omega: O-oh, yes!
Daisuke: Yeah...
As we left the lobby and walked into the main hall, I couldn't help but think back to what Omega said as well as everything I've seen so far.
Blacking out, bolted windows, seemingly active security cameras, the second floor being blocked...it's clear that someone if behind all of this and whoever's it is has put made an effort to keep us here.
How they've done this isn't my biggest gripe, my only question is why? Why kidnap sixteen students? Why did they trap us here, in Hopes Peak? Why did they go through all the effort of seemingly barricading the school, even locking away an entire floor? Even bigger question, what do they plan to gain from this? I fear that if I continue to look deeper into this...I won't like what I find.
JBR HALLOWEEN
Take some guesses as to why I chose these costumes, that'll be fun
Violet'spots' True Form
So I hope you all enjoy the new lore of my silly, autistic cat/cat girl sona being a dimension hoping eldritch beast who just kind of hangs out in different universes just to chill.
Happy Halloween!
Beginning Intermission
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???: And so...here we are....
A young man is tied to a chair in the center of a dark room, the ceiling lamp above him being the only source of light. His face is hidden under a potatoe sack painted with a smiley face. Another person, obscured by the darkness, stands right behind him with a gun near his head.
???: We've waited too long for this...and here you are, finally at our mercy.
Tied-up Man: Please....you don't have to do this...
???: ....heheheh.... How cute. Do you really think we're going to stop now? This is only just the beginning. Besides, I'm not the one tied up with a gun to my head.
Tied-up Man: Listen, I know you've all suffered, I understand, but this-
???: Quiet! You don't know shit! You're lucky that the master's even keeping you alive right now.
Tied-up Man: ....
???: Nothing...? Figure's. It won't matter anyway. You won't be here once this ends. I honestly can't wait to see the hope drain from your eyes. Seeing everything you sought to protect crumble to dust, all while you sit here and watch, unable to do anything. It hurts, doesn't it?
Tied-up Man: ....
???: You've all brought this upon yourselves. Soon, everyone will finally understand who the true false angel is! My master will be their new savior! A new dawn of despair will soon be upon them!
Tied-up Man: Please....don't do this....
???: There's no point in begging anymore. Squirm all you want. There is no hope left. No one will hear you. No one will come for you. Your luck has finally run dry, Makoto Naegi.
(And so...it begins)
"The name's Kohaku Takayuki, but friend's call me Haku. I'm the Ultimate Pyrotechnician. It's nice to meet ya!"
To say Kohaku is passionate about his talent would be an understatement. Whether it be fireworks, explosions, or a simple flame, Haku always had a strange fascination for fire, which would sometimes concern his peers. He always makes sure to keep a lighter in his pocket, just in case he needs it for whatever reason.
Haku doesn't mind the idea of throwing caution to the wind and jumping into danger. Why do you think he's got so many scars? What some call "dangerous", he calls "fun". It's one of the reasons people don't try and hang out with him despite his friendly attitude.
Despite the isolation, Haku doesn't have much trouble talking to people on a normal level. When he's not super fixated on fire, he's pretty chill and very analytical. Its no wonder he managed to befriend the most emotionally repressed person in the killing game.
He likes fireworks, dogs, and candy.
He dislikes cold weather, fish, and dairy.
If you have any questions about the character or the story, ask away!
"Before we continue further, I should introduce myself. My name is Daisuke Yoshida and I am the Ultimate Class Representative."
Daisuke is more or less what you'd expect from a class representative: Responsible and no nonsense, but will always stand up for the little guy. He has a natural ability to keep people in check with just a glare (though he doesn't realize it half the time). Despite this, he lacks a proper filter so he can come off as meaner than he intends, especially when it comes to his opinions of others.
He prides himself on being able to "keep his emotions in check" (which just means bottling them up), but he'll occasionally have small bursts of rage if pushed to that point, but these are few and far between.
Even with all that, he does try to be understanding towards his classmate's, even if some get on his nerves. He does his best to help them and is determined to keep them alive in this killing game for as long as possible.
He likes mystery novels, the ocean, and penguins.
He dislikes troublemakers, loud noises, and petty drama.
If you have any questions on this character, ask away!
Fuck them
I am autistic and I hate toilet hand dryers
Reblog if you are neurodivergent and hate toilet hand dryers
Gift for my friend @rainbow10508 for pride month!
Sorry if it doesn't look as detailed as some of my other works, I wanted to get this out by the start of June, but I hope you like it anyway!
I understand the assignment, here is my response:
Make your argument
Part 2 to that Welcome Home Incorrect Quotes post I made, like, a year ago. Wow how productive of me.
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Poppy: Good morning.
Julie: Good morning.
Eddie: Good morning.
Barnaby: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.
Sally: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS!
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Barnaby, holding in their laughter: Hey, how do you ask a glass of water what it’s doing?
Frank: A glass of water is an inanimate object. Therefore, it's incapable of having a thought process or understanding basic human language.
Barnaby:
Barnaby: Water you doing?
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Julie, peeling a banana: May I take your jacket, sir? Hahahaha.
Frank: Do you think other people can’t hear you?
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Wally: Good. Thanks, dad.
Poppy: You just called Eddie “dad”. You just said “thanks, dad.”
Wally: What? No, I didn’t. I said “thanks, man”.
Eddie: Do you see me as a father figure, Wally?
Wally: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me.
Howdy: Hey! Show your father some respect!
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Howdy: *on the phone* Just snap his kneecaps and he’ll talk, I’m at a parent teacher conference.
Howdy: Anyways, you said Wally is enjoying finger painting! That's great.
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Eddie: Shouldn't get stressed out, it's not good for the baby.
Wally: What baby?
Eddie, crying a bit: Me.
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Wally: The shadow realm? No, I’m sending you to Ohio!
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Howdy: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?
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Frank, looking at a selfie of Wally's: I hate this photo.
Wally: I’m cute as fuck in that photo! I’m smiling kindly.
Frank: You’re not smiling kindly; you look like you’re up to something.
Wally: Up to kindness.
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*at a zoo*
Julie: What are they in for?
Frank: Julie, this isn't prison.
Julie: So they can leave?
Frank: No, but-
Julie, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.
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Poppy: Fine! Judge all you want but...
Poppy, points at Sally: Married a lesbian.
Poppy, points at Julie: Left a man at the altar.
Poppy, points at Wally: Fell in love with a gay ice dancer.
Poppy, points at Barnaby: Threw a girl’s wooden leg in a fire.
Poppy, points at Howdy: Lives in a box!
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Julie: Frank and I are so close we even share a toothbrush.
Frank: We what?
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Wally: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face.
Barnaby:
Barnaby: I like you.
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Eddie: I think I'm falling for you.
Frank: Then get up.
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Julie: Why do you act like we’re three year olds?
Frank, exasperated: WHY?!?
Frank points at Barnaby: YOU TRIED TO HYJACK A CAR!
Frank points at Wally: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CARPARK!
Frank points at Julie: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND!
Frank: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????
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Howdy: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.
Frank: Oh. We're going out?
Howdy: Wh…
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Wally: *gets set on fire and screams in agony*
Wally: Nah, I’m just kidding. Fire does nothing to me.
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Sally: I need 28 lightbulbs for 28 ducks.
Howdy: Ducks can’t eat lightbulbs?
Barnaby: I think that’s the point.
Sally: Exactly. I want my ducks to glow so I can find them.
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Julie: Wasn't icarly that guy that girlbossed too close to the sun because he was down for Apollo?
Frank: ICARUS?
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*at an awards show*
Poppy: Can I carry you on my back like Eddie did?
Wally: I don't think Barnaby would like that.
Poppy: *pouts*
*Later*
Poppy: *carrying Wally on their back*
Barnaby: What the hell??
Wally: What was I supposed to do? Say no?
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Frank: I have very high standards, you know.
Eddie: I can make spaghetti...
Frank: Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!
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Wally: I’ve been here in jail so long I think I’ve lost my mind.
Wally: The days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months.
Wally: How long have I been in here now? Almost a year?
Barnaby: This is Monopoly.
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Wally: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?
Barnaby: *crouches down*
Frank: *kneels down*
Poppy: *sits on the floor*
Wally:
Wally: I hate all of you.
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*Sally is crying after a breakup*
Eddie: There there, Sally.
Sally, still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?
Eddie: Great question—
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Barnaby, knocking on the door: Howdy, open up!
Howdy: It all started when I was a kid.
Barnaby: That’s not what I-
Sally: Let them finish!
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Julie, on a random band name generator: Oooo! They Might Be Depressed Horses! That about sums up my friend group.
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Julie: War is heck!
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Sally: What’s it like being tall?
Sally: Is it nice?
Sally: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Poppy: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Wally: It was one time!
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Howdy: Last night I found out Barnaby is a sleep talker.
Poppy: Oh, really?
Howdy: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3am.
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Wally: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey!
Poppy: But I'm a vegan.
Wally: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.
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Howdy: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the things you lost throughout your life.
Sally: It would be nice to have my sense of purpose back...
Julie: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this.
Eddie: My will to live! I haven't seen this in years.
Barnaby: I knew I lost that potential somewhere.
Wally: Mental stability, my old friend!
Howdy: Jesus, could you guys lighten up a little?
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Frank, looking over Wally’s shoulder: You can draw?
Wally, stopping what they were doing: You can speak?
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Wally, near tears: Please, Neighbor, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!
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Julie: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they’re loved. Frank has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for them.
Eddie: By forcing them to have fun at a party that they don’t want to be at?
Julie: I knew you’d understand.
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Wally: Julie noticed only today that they can label their email inboxes, but they took apart their entire bloody laptop two weeks ago.
Sally: This reminds me of the Julie who couldn’t turn on the coffee maker, but remembers about 500 digits of pi.
Wally: I’ll be delighted to inform you that this is the very same Julie.
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Julie: What do I get?
Sally: A night of fashion, mischief, mayhem, and possible death.
Julie: Ooh, check, check, and check; not sure about that last one.
Sally: It won't be you.
Julie: I'll get my coat.
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Wally: My crush isn’t picking up on my hints.
Barnaby: What hints have you given them?
Wally: Well, I think about them a lot.
Wally: And sometimes I even think about talking to them.
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Poppy: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!
Julie: How can you still say that?
Poppy: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.
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Julie: If you spell skeletons backwards, it still spells skeletons.
Barnaby, deadpan: Wow, I can't wait for Halloween to see some snoteleks.
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Wally: I'm not a morning person. I'm barely even a person.
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Julie, holding a scooter: Poppy! Can I go outside and play with this?
Poppy: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay?
Julie, running outside: Thanks Poppy!
Poppy, running out after them and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!
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Sally: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...
Frank: I just wanna fucking marry Eddie!!
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Eddie: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.
Julie: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy.
Wally: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.
Sally: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.
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Frank: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities.
Frank, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor.
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I did it :D
Hey, remember the cute little dog-looking cat I made a year or so ago?
Welll.....
I've made a profile of sorts for him! Sorry if it looks off, I redesigned his fur tufts, leg injury, and gave him a new anklet accessory, which required a bit of redrawing (this piece is pretty old.) Honestly, I really like the way Dog Fang came out and I hope to do more art for The Fallen Star in the future!
Sooooo....
Tried to make chocolate chips pancakes and...
Thank god it's edible???
Status update: survived my school's final show, now preparing for the next
Wish me luck o7
Something I did for a friend @rainbow10508 with my oc and theirs giving gifts (not much else)
If it looks a bit rushed, it's because I may have waited till the last few days to make this. I wanted to get this out by Christmas, so I quickly drew this for the past four or five days.
Anyway, I hope you all have a nice christmas!
Beware the Can Man :)
Hey, I had this giant list of Welcome Home as Incorrect quotes (I made it cause I was bored) and thought it would be funny to share some with the internet:
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Eddie: My hands are cold.
Frank: Here, let me hold them.
Eddie: My lips are cold too.
Frank: *covers Eddie's mouth with their hand*
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Frank: Julie gets offended by everything.
Julie: What did you say about me?!?
Frank:
Frank: Case in point.
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Barnaby: I know this isn’t going to end well and I don’t care. So don’t you try and stop me, Wally!
Wally: I wasn’t stopping you. I was asking if you had a spare camera so I can record this.
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*the Squad at Disneyland, in the teacups*
Frank, Eddie, and Poppy: *spinning a little and talking*
Barnaby, Wally, and Julie: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*
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Howdy: Wally, you’re such a genius!
Wally: Yes, I know.
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Wally: We’re having a moment, aren’t we?
Frank: If by 'a moment' you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time since we met, then I guess we are.
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*At a dinner party, the guests converse while the host is away*
Poppy: So how do you know the host?
Julie: They were a former vegan, and they bought milk.
Frank: That B****!
Barnaby: I pulled them over for money laundering.
Sally: I'm chaperoning their dinner party.
Howdy: They stole a baconator!
Frank: That B****!
Poppy: I tanked the store they were managing and they convinced me to quit from one of the only jobs I've ever had. Now I'm living off of unemployment checks and fear!
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Barnaby: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.
Barnaby: Ask me to kill for you.
Eddie: ...First of all, calm down-
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Julie, hungover: Please tell me I'm imagining that I claimed I was king of the ducks.
Eddie: I would, but then I would be lying to the King of All Ducks.
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Howdy: Hey Sally, listen, corporate makes us do this every year, but this is just a little manager evaluation form. You just fill it out, let them know how I'm doing, you know?
Sally: Alright! Uh, "Is your manager manipulative?"
Howdy: I'd say "No" to that if I were you.
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Howdy: Barnaby, I am questioning your sanity...
Frank: I never questioned it, I knew their sanity was missing from the start.
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Barnaby: *coughs blood*
Wally: Don't die, Barnaby!
Barnaby: Don't tell me what to do!
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Barnaby: Why did you kidnap Wally!?!?!
Howdy: Ah- um- well- the reason for that is, uhh...
Frank: Sometimes, we must work together towards a common goal.
Barnaby: NOT TO KIDNAP PEOPLE!
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Frank: Heyyy Eddie, how’s your… drink??
Eddie: What do you mean drink? It’s coffee.
Frank: You sure?? *Looks to coffee maker*
Eddie: *Looks to coffee maker*
*Cement sitting beside the coffee maker*
Eddie:...I’m on my third fucking drink right now, I should be dead.
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Frank, pointing to the wall: What color is this?
Sally: Gray.
Howdy: Grey.
Frank, turning to Barnaby: Now tell them what color you think it is.
Barnaby: Dark white.
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Howdy: I just found out from Eddie today that when Barnaby died and the service did the 21-gun salute at their funeral, Julie said, “They should aim at the coffin to be sure.”
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Barnaby: Sometimes I'll start a sentence and I don't even know where it's going. I just hope I find it along the way.
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Wally: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-
Barnaby: A doll.
Julie: A cinnamon roll.
Eddie: A sweetheart.
Wally:
Wally: ...stop it.
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Poppy: Frank won’t come out of their room!
Sally: Just tell them I said something.
Poppy: Like what?
Sally: Anything factually incorrect.
Poppy, shrugging: If you say so.
Frank, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?
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Wally: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you’re a coward.
Barnaby: I’m worried about you.
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Wally: As your best friend—
Viewer: [Insert Name] is my best friend.
Wally, holding a knife: As your best friend—
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Julie: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail.
Barnaby: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.
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Wally: Hey guys! I drew everyones soul!
Howdy: Why is Julie's a monster?
Julie: Wally, you forgot your's! It's only an empty space!
Wally, proudly: Exactly
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Wally: Why am I the bad guy?
Frank: I don't know, why am I the pretty one? We all have our thing.
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Wally: Maybe the real monster was the friends we both literally and figuratively murdered along the way.
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Hope everyone enjoyed it. Maybe I'll make another one if I'm feeling like it. Like I said, I have a whole list, so I'm sure I'll be set for a little while.