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posting a kremy every single day until new episodes of OUAW are out DAY 97

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PLAY Pt. 7 (OUAW Horror Fanfic)

*Kremy held Hootsie tightly as the lumbering form of the monstrosity before them, which mimicked not just Torbek, but Torbek's Other specifically, chuckled sadistically, moving onto all fours and moving closer, ever so slowly, savoring the fear and panic on their faces*

*Kremy's eyes darted around the room, trying to think of some kind of way to escape this situation. His mind briefly thought to offering himself to them; but he couldn't offer his soul when it was already promised to the Baron - not to mention that he doubted creatures that went to -this- length to get Hootsie would be interested in someone completely different*

*He took a deep breath, staring the copy down with a fiery resolve* "You ain't gettin' her, no way. I'd rather die than let ya get her!" *He said, venom spat from his words. The beast's already wide grin only widened further, showing row upon row of jagged, sharp teeth, chuckling darkly* "Well mate...if you insist." *Hootsie whimpered, as the beast stood to his full height, touching the ceiling of the basement as he did so, drooling falling from his fangs. Kremy hushed Hootsie, softly whispering to her* "Don't look, okay? Just run."

*Just before the creature could strike a blow however, the snap of finger's was heard. The beast grunted, turning around to look at the entrance of the basement, in which stood Hootsie's false papa, partially shrouded in shadows as light spilled out from the gap* "No need to be playin' rough now, big brown." *'Papa' said, his tone as mocking as it was condescending. The beast's magenta button eyes glared daggers at 'papa' as he rumbled a deep growl* "Then stop fuckin' around. Just kill her already. We're gettin' real fuckin' impatient."

*'Papa' shook his head* "Tut tut. Ya know that's not how this works. Take our lil' unwelcomed guest inside, but -don't- harm him. Leave the lil' one to me." *While the pair were busy talking, Kremy made a quick motion with his cane, attempting to fire an Eldritch Blast at the false Torbek's back. 'Papa' saw this out of the corner of his eyes, and what should've been a burst of voodoo magic was instead replaced with a puff of purple and black confetti bursting out of his cane with a soft 'pop', the confetti landing pathetically upon the ground before him*

*Kremy stared down at the confetti for a long moment, eyes wide and mouth agape, truly beginning to realize just how damned they were. 'Papa' merely chuckled* "Ya don't need to be playin' rough neither. Ya just don't get it, do ya? Ya in -my- world now, not ya world." *He said, smirking devilishly as he mocked the Shadowman with his own words. Hootsie still clung to Kremy desperately as he stood there in shock, tears beginning to fall from the corners of his eyes. Finally, the hand that held his cane hung limply at his head, and he hung his head. All he could hope for now was that the Baron could pull some kind of loophole with their deal; perhaps when he died, the Baron would be able to save Hootsie himself - or perhaps he could send one of the others in his stead*

*All he could do for now though is hope, as the immense beast that was the false Torbek grabbed onto him with a hulking strength, easily pulling him away from Hootsie despite his attempts to hold onto her. Hoostie hooted and flailed her arms, tears streaming down her cheeks as she watched her uncle be pulled away until he was out of sight, leaving her alone with the terrible creature that claimed to be her father*

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*After briefly falling unconscious, Kremy awoke. He found himself in a small sewing room of some kind, with odd tools and needles hung up open the walls, pitch black in color and seeming to be made from some kind of combination of enchanted metal and wood, as well as a large desk with numerous drawers, a loom sat upon its surface, and numerous wicker baskets containing scraps of cloth and leather. He quickly found that he was unable to move, despite the fact that he wasn't tied up or otherwise bound, he simply couldn't move*

*He sat there in silence for what felt like hours, but in reality, was just a few moments, everything he'd done wrong in the past day or so alone replaying over and over again in his head. He imagined his friends, sat back at the campsite, waiting for them to return, waiting hours, even days, hoping in vain they'd come back. He hadn't even had time to explain to them what he was doing or what this creature even was before the Baron pulled him into his realm; if they didn't come back, they'd not only be without them, but left wondering for the rest of their lives what even happened to them*

*Eventually, he was pulled out of this bout of self-loathing by the sound of the door creaking open. His eyes, which were the only thing he could currently move, darted towards the door, waiting with bated breath to see who it was. The sounds of metal dragging across wood echoed as the large figure entered, looming over him, and his gaze locked with the button eyes of yet another of these creatures; this one mimicking the form of his very own husband*

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I love this fic! It's super charming and I love how Coraline it is while still being its own story and how well it blends into OUAW!

PLAY Pt. 6 (OUAW Horror Fanfic)

*Just as Hootsie and 'Gideon' had come decided to work together to escape, they could hear creaking on the floorboards out in the hallway, coming closer to the door. They already had a feeling who it was, but the haunting mimic of a voice confirmed it* "Uncle Gideon! Do ya know where my darlin' lil' daughter ran off to?" *She held back a whimper, 'Gideon' looking to the door panicked, then back to her*

*'Gideon' stood up from the bed* "Just a second, lil' green!" *He called out, then moved towards the wardrobe, opening it as quietly as he could and gesturing for Hootsie to hide inside. She did so, the sound thankfully muffled by piles and piles of clothes stuffed within, not just copies of Gideon's clothing, but outfits of likely dozens upon dozens of other people he'd been forced to copy over Gods only know how long*

*After closing it back up, he headed towards the door and opened it. She couldn't see from within, as expected, but she could hear 'papa' enter the room, huffing angrily* "What an ungrateful little thing.." *He said, the mimicry of papa's voice faltering considerably as his tone grew insulted in nature* "And you! Why do you think you even exist? You're supposed to entertain these wailing brats!"

*There was silence for a moment, before 'papa' huffed again* "If you weren't the only one of my toys with half a brain left, I'd cut your stitches right now!" *He shrieked angrily at 'Gideon', stomping a little goblin foot in anger. 'Gideon' cleared his throat* "I-I'm sorry sir. I just ain't seen her, that's all. I'm sure she's around here somewhere. She can't leave, ya know that, so she can't have gone far." *'Papa' just huffs again, stomping back towards the door* "You're right about that much. The others are looking about anyway. Stay here and rot, it's all your good for anyhow!" *He said before exiting, slamming the door behind him*

*Once the footsteps had gone far enough from the room, 'Gideon' moved back to the wardrobe and opened it, Hootsie plopping out amongst the piles of clothes. 'Gideon' chuckled a bit* "Heh...felt kinda nice to get one over on 'em, at least once. A'ight; there's a mirror in one of the other folk's rooms, the Kremy one, it'll getcha outside the house. It ain't much, but maybe ya can make some headway from there, and at least it'll give ya some space from father." *Hootsie nodded, nuzzling his leg a bit as a show of thanks for his kindness, then quietly exiting the room*

*She'd heard 'papa' mention the others were out looking for her; she hoped that meant there'd be nothing in the way of her getting to that mirror. Even still, she kept her steps as quiet as she could, as she moved down the hallway, passing other rooms marked with the names of the rest of her family. She noticed, as she looked from door to door, that none of the signs had the same wear and tear as the false Gideon's sign did. Perhaps these creations were newer? Maybe that's why they seemed so empty...*

*Soon enough, she found the door marked 'Uncle Kremy'. It was near the middle of the line of rooms, 'Aunty Twig' marked on the left and 'Uncle Frosty' marked on the right. She ever so carefully creaked open the door marked Kremy's, and peered inside. This room was somehow even more barren than the first; in fact, the tall mirror stuck on one of the walls was the only piece of furniture in the entire room. She looked around for a moment, then, still assuming, or perhaps just praying, that she was alone, moved hurriedly towards the mirror*

*She heard a voice cry out suddenly, making her hoot in surprise. She looked about, not seeing anyone else in the room; it was Uncle Kremy's voice, she knew it was! She desperately wanted that to comfort her in this moment, but she knew the kinds of tricks these things played, and shook her head, rushing towards the mirror in a fearful panic*

*She went through it with ease, slipping through as if it were the surface of water, and found herself plopped into a bush - well, it looked like a bush anyway, it felt more akin to a fluffy pillow. She could hear a familiar voice gasp at the sound of the bush rustling* "Hootsie?!" *Cried out Kremy's voice, rushing over to the bush. She let out a whimpering hoot and shivered, fearful of being discovered, and then-*

*The leaves of the bush parted as they were forced apart by clawed hands. It was Uncle Kremy - the REAL Uncle Kremy! With normal eyes and scales, tears coming to the corner of his eyes at the sight of his beloved niece. He fell to his knees, and Hootsie eagerly hugged him, nearly knocking him over as she hooted in utter delight, nuzzling against his shoulder. Kremy cried happy tears as he rubbed her back, sniffling* "I know, I know sweetie. I missed ya too..."

*After a moment of hugging, he pulled away from her, looking her over to make sure she was alright before giving her a sad smile* "I'm so sorry about all this, darlin'. I...I gotcha into this mess; I didn't mean to, but I...I did...I'm so sorry." *He said, more tears falling from his eyes. She hooted softly, her expression soft; after all she'd been through, she really didn't care, she was just so happy to see him* "But...I'm here now. And I'm gonna make sure ya get outta here, okay?"

*She nodded with another happy hoot. He helped her out of the bush, and as she emerged from it, she could see a matching pair of shiny black shoes to Kremy's, sticking out from a nearby bush, as well as bits of stuffing and torn burlap scales. Kremy chuckled a bit* "Don't worry, I got him." *He began to move forward, then he paused. He looked around a bit, making sure they were still safe for the moment, before he realized...he sighed. He needed to tell her*

*He looked down to Hootsie, one of her little paws holding his clawed hand as she stood partially upright* "Hootsie, I...when I getcha outta here..." *He paused, searching for the right words* "...I...I-I won't be able to come with ya, okay?" *She hooted, large brows furrowing in confusion* "I had to...do somethin' kinda drastic to get to ya down here. So...the Baron'll come and get me once ya safe." *She let out a whimpering hoot, and he looked down to her, giving the most comforting smile a conman could muster* "It's alright. I just...it didn't feel right now tellin' ya. I'm sorry, but I had to, to save ya. We still got some time, a'ight?" *She hooted softly, hanging her head a bit*

*They moved towards the basement door Kremy had unlocked earlier, though hadn't had time to open yet. He needed to find somewhere fully out of sight of all the creatures - which given this was their realm, wasn't an easy task - before he could call upon the Baron to get his niece free. Since the forest was little more than a backdrop, not to mention in clear view of the windows among other places, and of course, they couldn't be in the house itself, this seemed to be their only option; not a great one, but an option. If he had to, he could distract them, so Hootise could get away; he was doomed anyways, so there was no point in fussing over self-preservation anymore*

*The heavy metal doors creaked open, requiring the both of them to open it, before they entered into the basement, the doors swinging closed behind them. They didn't need to be alone for long for the spell to work, just long enough for nothing to conflict with it as the portal opened. He took a deep breath, still processing the fact his life would essentially end once the portal was open, but pushed the thought out of his mind, using the glow of his cane to illuminate the dark area around them*

*It was mostly empty; some scattered furniture, some wooden boards, and unsettlingly, various old children's toys, gathered around the basement and stood prominently, almost like some kind of sick trophies. Kremy's attention quickly focused on the far wall, wide and barren, a perfect spot for a portal. As they quickly moved to approach it however, they heard a long BANG that echoed with a metallic clang to it across the walls of the basement. Then two more in quick succession, Kremy hugging Hootsie to himself tightly, as the metal doors swung open with far, far too much ease..*

*Then, in the darkness, a hulking figure leaned to peer down into the basement, too tall to fit properly in the doorway, a pair of glowing, magenta button eyes peering towards the pair intensely*

"Aww, whatcha runnin' for, dove? All we wanna do is play with ya..." *The dark voice said with a sadistic chuckle*

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All of them turning their heads at the same time IS SO SWEET-

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Felt like posting something so

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LMK SEASON 5 SPOILERS!

New name for these monkeys:

The self-sacrificing trio

(MK and Sun Wukong during episode 9, and Macaque during episode 2)

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LMK SEASON 5 SPOILERS

I remember when the ink from last season mentioned how Sun Wukong did not entirely control his destiny while spinning the circlet (which is a sick scene on its own)

But it somewhat foreshadows how he wasn't truly able to change his and MK's destiny during this season. All he could do was hope MK would make a certain decision

(Also I was really hoping the circlet would appear this season because of this ink scene and I was not expecting for it to actually happen)

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LMK SEASON 5 SPOILERS!!!

The fact that Sun Wukong, the guy who gave himself immortality an unnecessary amount of times, was determined to sacrifice himself for MK shows how much he cares and how much he's changed over the years of his very long life

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When I heard the term "art fight" I totally thought it was a secret club like fight club. Turns out it's still a club, just a lot more friendly and fun and silly hopefully.

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Warning: blood and tongue

Me and my friends were playing a drawing game and I ended up drawing this guy, who we have nicknamed Ujuu. Sorry for the poor quality, but he's just so silly. Maybe I'll redraw him later

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The rat ponders what comes next. Is it cheese? Or perhaps it's a lover? He thinks about it and waits for what comes next. And he will keep waiting, probably.

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A fancy and silly man offers you a little duck

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Scooby Doo Blair Witch??

How has it taken me this long to know that there is a semi live action short film of the Mystery gang going through the events of the Blair Witch???

This isn't even the extended version AND its posted by Cartoon Network themselves. Either I'm a great fool and have been deceived or I have found a great thing.

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Welcome to the land of simps

Wally Darling, a puppet, has them babes, boos, simps, spelunkers, and far more. It is far beyond comprehension at this point, yet I understand it. I expect nothing less for such a wonderful character. Also last time I checked the website was still down? I hope it comes back as soon as Clown, the creator, is ready.

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Shows getting cancelled sucks

Way too many of the shows I have interest in have been cancelled so I believe someone is out to get me. The Owl House, Ok Ko, ROTTMNT, Dead End, Inside job, Invader Zim, spectacular spiderman, teen titans, and more I have probably forgotten. Are my tastes a bit all over the place? yeah but this isn't about the strange shows I have been watching this is about the injustice these shows have experienced. Who is doing this? Is it just corporate greed? Is it just the type of shows I like?

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Holy shit

Holy shit

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i want swablu hat

This. I want this little fella to sit on my head and be happy. I want him to pretend to be my little hat and just be happy. I just want a swablu hat ok. I just want a little cloud bird. Thats all. I'm pretty sure this little guy does like to pretend to be hats. I believe this fact to be true.