#*cartoon dust cloud indicating a fight*

[crambonn]

I like Tennant x Dikke but I can only imagine the dynamic being Dikke chasing Tennant around the suitcase with her flaming sword like those cartoon chase scenes after learning of her various crimes.

In addition, Dikke and A Knight would be besties probably.

[dayurno]

Nora just said that Andrew and Jean would eventually get along if they interacted enough because Jean is like Neil in terms of personality and I have never believed in Death of the Author more

(like besides the whole Misery Business/Better Than Revenge mashup of it all, I think they would keep hating each other even if only for the Bit. They COULD get along they just don't want to.)

the thing about jeandrew is not even that i believe they couldn't get along it's just that it's funnier if they don't. yeah perhaps in another world they would have been best friends but in this one they're peforming the world's longest game of cat and mouse. and they're not sure who is who anymore

but whether friends or rivals the only thing that really matters is that if you put kevin day between them the aftermath would be like looking at roadkill in the blaring morning light. or perhaps a cartoon fight where one of the characters exits a dust cloud with a circle of spinning birds over their head to indicate that they just had an out of body experience

[thebrownssociety]

Across The Serververse Chapter 3

Hey! I'm back. Firstly, thank you to @thatsalotoftoons​, @preciouslittletoonette​ and @ananicoleta​ for commenting and reblogging this. 

Secondly, this chapter is what I like to call the 'explanation chapter'. I've tried not to info-dump, and I've edited it at least 3 different times trimming it down, so hopefully this is not to complicated, but I must admit the Serververse really intrigues me as a world and I'm really looking forward to exploring it through this.

See chapter 1 for the disclaimer and let's crack on.

Every other time Bugs had been to WB Central it had been buzzing, characters from all properties walking around, a few friendly arguments, a few hard-core fights, even a few drag races [usually the car kind, not the Queen kind] 

Now however, it was quiet. Vewy, very quiet as a certain well-known hunter would say. There were quite a lot of characters milling around the place, but none of the energy that usually accompanied them. Also, it was dark, Bugs realised, not pitch-black, but darker than usual. Like someone had placed a cover over a still-turned on screen. 

“Eh...what happened?” Bugs asked Pepe and Penelope.

They looked just as confused as him. “We do not know.” Pepe admitted.

“We’ve been on that cruise for 6 months, we’ve not been back here.” Penelope said, looking close to tears. “This iz awful”“ She added, tears springing to her eyes.

As Pepe started to try and calm her down, a familiar voice lifted Bugs’s spirit.

“Bugs, Pepe, Penelope! How lovely to see you all again!”

“Marvin!” Bugs exclaimed in delight, running over to the little Martian, picking him up and swinging him round joyously. “Am oi glad ta see you! What’s happened here? It’s like someone’s cut de power!”

“You’re more correct than you might think.” Marvin said, when Bugs had put him down. “Warner Brothers have seen fit to disable the entire system until they can get access to it again. Theirs's a problem, you understand. It appears the ‘famous Looney Tunes characters-” Here here made air quotes. “- have been put into different worlds. None of the humans can figure out why and are attributing it to a virus. They’ve called in multiple Information Technology people, but none of them can figure it out. Then again.” Marvin conceded. “I highly doubt any of them have dealt with a sentient A.I. before. All we know is it’s causing panic in the human verse - you can hear it if you get close enough to the portal - and what they’ve done is essentially put the worlds the other Looney’s have gone into into ‘freeze mode’ so they can’t shift or do anything else until they figure out what’s going on.” At the end of that rather lengthy explanation, Marvin sighed. “They may be there for quite some while.”

“So...lemme get dis straight.” Bugs said, thoughtfully. “We can’t get to the human world?”

“That is correct. Rhythm has blocked the portal into the human world to all WB characters.”

“And we can’t get in and out of the other worlds the rest of the fam are stuck in?”

“That is correct.” Marvin said, again. “Although-” He added. “-I think that may change now. Might I enquire how you guys got here?”

Bugs explained the events leading up to this moment - including how Rhythm had flung the toons to the other worlds - and Marvin nodded. “Interesting. I think I understand, but it requires a bit more explanation. Please walk with me while I fill us all in. Now, you may be wondering how I knew where to find you? I simply used my Tracker-3000 from Mars-” Marvin waved the device in the air. “-to track where you were. It’s a device I had gifted for me from the King Of Neptune. I had hoped I would never need to use it, but unfortunately I have-”

“-You’ve tracked us?” Bugs echoed, more than slightly disturbed. 

Marvin blinked. “Yes. Was that not clear? Please, do not think I did this idly. I hoped I wouldn’t need to ever use the trackers, but unfortunately I have had to. Anyway, I could see that you, Bugs, were in Tune Town, but none of us could get to you. I made further investigations with some of the more technically advanced characters here and it looks like Rhythm has placed a block on all current WB characters. None of us can enter or leave any of the other worlds. You may be able to see where I’m going with this?” he added, as an aside.

“Pepe isn’t a current character.” Penelope said, softly.

Marvin nodded eagerly. “Correct, sister. As Pepe isn’t a current character it seems he can travel between the worlds, and - judging by the fact you are here as well and the boat showed no issue with travelling - it seems that anything he is travelling on or with is likewise given ‘a free pass’, so to speak. Now-” Marvin cleared his throat. “I wish to seek clarification on this point, so please forgive my impertinence - but at the exact moment you and Pepe travelled through to Toon world were you...” A faint blush adjured the Martians cheeks. “...touching at all?”

“We were holding hands.” Penelope said, easily. “We were the second time as well.”

“Hold on, oi wasn't holdin’ hands with them.” Bugs said, quickly.

“No, but you were in ‘Big Chungus’ form, so that was probably what allowed you access. Now, with that information in mind, I would guess, Pepe, that anything you are touching - be it an inanimate object or another toon, will travel through as well. Or maybe it’s just everything that is on something you’re touching can travel as well?” Marvin added, thoughtfully. “That would explain how the captain of the boat could travel-”

Bugs groaned and ran a hand across his forehead. “Look Marvin, as fascinating as all dis is, it’s a bit much. Can you jus’ tell me where de others are so we can get going?”

“Certainly. Could you just remind me who actually got teleported, please?”

That was no issue for Bugs as the images would forever be burned into his mind. “Daffy, Porky, Lola, Elmer, Sylvester, Tweety, Granny, Speedy, Wile.E, Road-Runner, Foghorn, Taz, Yosemite Sam, Gossamer and Witch Hazel.”

“Well, I can help you with one of them.” Marvin said, as they finally approached the ‘Toon-Town’ section of W.B.C. “Just through here.” And he pressed open the door.

Inside the door was a world that was exactly like the ‘Toon Town’ from ‘Who framed Rodger Rabbit’ but without the Disney characters.

Marvin led Bugs, Pepe and Penelope through Toon Town until they reached Foghorn Leghorn’s barn.

“Look, I say, look who came back!”

Bugs’s grin threatened to split his face as he saw the rooster heading towards him, arms outstretched in welcome. 

“Foghorn!” The rabbit leapt on his younger brother and hugged him tightly. “Oh, I thought you was a gonner!”

“It, I say, it takes more than some computer to get rid of me.” Foghorn said, proudly. “I always come back!”

“Of course.” Dawg’s [AKA George.P.Dog’s] dry voice said, from about two foot away. “It ‘elps that your ‘random location’ was here and not - say - Game Of Thrones.”

Foghorn put Bugs down and said - as an aside. “That, I say, that’s a shout out, readers.”

“I think they got that, Foggy.” Dawg said, rolling his eyes.

It was at this point that Penelope interrupted, asking if Foghorn had just been transported to W.B.C or if anything else had happened.

“No, I just, I say, I just woke up here.”

“Woke up?” Bugs echoed.

Foghorn looked a bit sheepish and looked at Barnyawd.

George explained that 5 and a half months ago Foghorn had just literally dropped out of the sky and onto Dawg’s head. “Once I got da fat lump off of me, I saw he was unconscious and not funny unconscious-” Dawg clarified. “But actually unconscious. He was like dat for about a day or two before he woke up ag’in-” Dawg took a sharp breath as the memory hit him. He steadied himself and then continued with. “-And when he woke up he told us all what had happened. By that point though we knew something bad was going on because not only had this happened-” Here George indicated the dark surroundings. “But a few of us toons had tried to get through to the Human World and couldn’t. All it took was Marvin then double-checking the trackers he’s put on us-”

“-Yeah, cahn we go back to dat at some point?” Bugs asked.

“-An’ he saw the different worlds our family’s been split up into and then when Foggy woke up he confirmed the entire thing.” Dawg sighed and ran his hands over his face. “It’s been a nightmare worrying about them all dis time, because we’ve had no idea where they are or what they’re doing or if they’re bein tor-”

“Yeah, Oi did that spiel back in chapter 2.” Bugs said impatiently. “Right. Oi think oi get it now. Let’s go, Martian-” Bugs grabbed Marvin's arm and pulled him away. “We got a family ta save!”

“Wait, oh wait!” Bugs and Marvin skidded to a halt to see Junior [Sylvester's son] running towards them. 

“Eh...what’s up kid?” The rabbit asked, getting down to Juniors level.

Junior stopped sharply - accidently kicking a cloud of dust into the two toons faces - and, with one arm dramatically flung across his face, said. “Oh, Uncle Bugs, I know you have a lot of toons to get, but may I PLEASE request you start with my father? He is silly and often doesn’t think things through, but he’s my father and I love him so. May I please request you start with him and bring him back? I miss him.” At the end of Junior’s spiel, Bugs burst into noisy sobs and, getting a large handkerchief out of his pocket, wiped his eyes with it before wringing it out into a random bucket. 

“Of couirse I will.” he promised. “Jus’ watch me. Oi’ll aim to have him back as soon as possible. Now-” Bugs stood up and signalled to Marvin.  “-Let’s go, short-stack.”

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“Now we wish to make this simple.” Marvin said, as he Bugs, Pepe and Penelope entered the spaceship. “So, if I just pull up a list-” He did so. “The trackers I put on you all will enable me to see exactly where you all are at any given moment.”

“Yeah, can we go back to dose trackers at some point?” Bugs asked.

Ignoring him, Marvin continued. "So, as you can see,  Sylvester is here." He pointed to 'Cartoon Network World'. "I'll just see if there's anyone with him. Bear with." A few moments of typing later and the trackers for Tweety, Yosemite Sam and Taz lit up. Marvin's eyes went wide and typed again. The screen zeroed in on Cartoon Network planet, showing a breakdown of the different sections of it. "Okay." Marvin said, slowly. "That is interesting. Sylvester and Tweety are both in Coolsville, AKA 'Scooby-Doo World' and it seems like there in the 1960's universe."

"Eh...it would hav' ta be Coolsville." Bugs muttered. "What wiv it's population of crazy crooks an' all."

"You just need to change into Chungus and then we can go." Marvin said, pointedly.

Bugs slapped his forehead. "Oops, I forgot!" He transformed into Big Chungus and gave Marvin a thumbs up.

Nodding the Martian pressed the 'arrive as close to as possible' button and the spaceship faded away.

[hello-im-not-a-possum]

can we get some weretoon wally headcannons?

-Was infected by Joey who did that to him out of sheer spite. (The animator didn’t bite him.)

-Sammy helps him with the hard parts of the curse, while their strands are different, it’s the same basis: become an animated ‘monster’ every full moon.

-Wally’s strain is close to Buddy’s strain; he too becomes a wolf and only a wolf during those nights. But unlike Buddy’s curse, he’s less like a sentient bipedal wolf who can speak, hold things, and do other stuff, and is more like a border collie that looks like a cartoon wolf.

-Doesn’t looks like a friendly cartoon wolf, looks a lot more like a ‘villainous’ one that would tear up the hero limb by limb without hesitation. But nobody in the household/studio fears him because that tail of his is almost always thumping away.

-Speaking of him being more of a border collie than a wolf, Wally will try to herd Sammy when he’s in a sheep form or has enough sheep characteristics showing. Sometimes the musician is cooperative, sometimes he is not.

-He playfully roughhouses with other weretoons and it goes from the classic ‘cloud of dust with the occasional limb showing out of it to indicate a fight’ to these absurdly professionally choreographed, high budget, anime-esc, over-the-top fight scenes that humans, weretoons, and toons can’t believe what they’re seeing with their own eyes.

-Most of the latter are against Sammy. (Due to the constantly shifting Weretoon’s nature, sometimes these battles look breathtakingly beautiful/intense, and other times they look hilarious.)

-You know how it was Joey who did this to him? Well Carrie helps Wally get back at Joey by using the object toon as a Frisbee/chew toy.

-It’s hard to tell if Wally’s sentient or not like this, he doesn’t remember full moons and he can’t speak/properly use tools while he’s a wolf.

-His kiddos will try to ride him with varying levels of success.

[houseof-lamentation]

That's it- I'm fuckin' taking him, I'm taking Mammon and LEAVING

They didn't appreaciate him so I'm taking him, I'll appreciate him!!

That smug smile better drop off Lucifer face after he realizes what he's lost

Solomon better hold me back because I WILL smack a bitch

solomon's like "oh... oh no... i couldn't hold her back... lucifer is going to get his ass kicked... how terrible... if only he had a pact with me, i could somehow save him..." while there's a cartoon dust cloud with limbs sticking out to indicate a fight next to him

mammon deserves better. he really truly deserves better.

[raeloganthesonic06fangirl]

Lil Bro, you've known me forever, you know what I do to Fandoms when I start forming theories. I dare because I can. :P

Also, I assume that yes, that's probably a beanbag body...

But yeah, I agree, Jacky deserved a better ending, but that's what the wonderful, wonderful world of Fanfiction is for, no?

I've rewatched the cartoon (thank you DVDs and TV rips) and gathered up my own copies of the comics (digital and physical), so I have a bit of an advantage of having the content available as I do right now, but again, all this is speculation and could, at best, be Wild Mass Guessing (oh, TV Tropes, where would I be without you for terminology?)

One thing that's confirmed though, from the show runners, was that QuackerJack was originally conceived to be a darker character before the team decided to make the cartoon more of a comedy show, so QuackerJack was altered to fit the mood... However, his status as a deeply flawed individual managed to peek through at times, usually played for laughs because of the tone of the show.

For example, he's been shown in the cartoon to comically get into a fist fight with Darkwing, with dust cloud, flailing limbs and all, while shouting angrily. The comics, being able to restore the intended mood of the characters... Well, QuackerJack, instead of getting into a cartoony cloud of fists and screaming... He straight up tackles, straddles and strangles a robot after going ballistic at a triggering name. It's... a little bit disturbing, and the first indication that this ain't our silly duck clown anymore.

Compare the classic type cartoony fighting:

To THIS

While nowhere NEAR Joker levels of sadistic behavior, QuackerJack does show somewhat troubling behavior that is startling enough to not only be directly noted (Darkwing comments that the security footage of QuackerJack decimating that SwatBot with his bare hands as being "disturbing"), but outright addressed as being signs of him deterioting.

Such as the total disregard for Megavolt's well being. QuackerJack knows that Megavolt needs to be electrically charged to function. QuackerJack knows that forcibly tapping into Megavolt's personal reserves is damaging to Megavolt. He's an ally and friend with Megavolt in the cartoon, and they normally get along like two rowdy brothers who rough each other up a bit but still maintain a connection.

They're practically besties

Which is why the fact that QuackerJack blatantly endangered Megavolt to use as a power source for his car's transformation into an aircraft is, pardon the pun, shocking.

It's clearly shown that it almost fried Megavolt's brain again. It left him immobile during the entire time he was hooked up to the car. It's shown to be painful.

QuackerJack has now stepped over the line at this point. He's hurting his allies, the only ones who've stuck with him, whether they wanted to or not, for as long as they have. Bushroot and Liquidator are outright terrified of him, apparently because they saw him go ballistic even before the comic started.

And why is this? What was he doing this all for? Well, originally, he wanted to attack QuackWerks. Darkwing has been gone for over a year, there's no one to do anything. St. Canard's a dystopian cesspool right now, and QuackerJack thinks he's the only one who's woke about it. He's angry, he's hurt, he's losing his mind again, he's made a new Mr. Banana Brain out of scraps and is talking to it in a way that is just... off. Like, not in his usual manner.

((Later on in the comics, it brings up the scary possibility that the Mr. Banana Brains may actually talk to him more realistically than we were led to assume, because he eventually starts talking and responding to something that we don't see written out, and almost ALWAYS before, Mr. Banana Brain's voice is characterized by QuackerJack doing a falsetto and moving his own lips subtly, so this one moment where he says "What's THAT, New Mr. Banana Brain?" before saying that he agrees with the idea to run people he's turned into dolls through a paper shredder for "quality control". I repeat: His new doll told him to do the equivalent of shoving people through the woodchipper. Whether he faked that line just to intimidate someone, or that was a legit thing only he could hear, I don't know, but either possibility raises some scary questions))

Darkwing finally returns after over a year off the grid. This is what triggers him to drop everything.

Darkwing Duck is back, and QuackerJack wants to play again.

QuackerJack's little world is very fragile, apparently. A component that keeps him satisfied is that Darkwing needs to be there. He's mad that Darkwing left the city for over a year. He's mad that Darkwing wasn't there for a year, wasn't there for him to play thier little cat and mouse games. He's mad that the stability that was there was gone.

He thinks him and Darkwing should be doing this together forever, apparently. He can't handle change, it seems.

Claire (whom I really like this character, by the way, despite the fact that she was in one single story and we actually never see her with QuackerJack other than that photograph and the end of the story, but man... I really feel the connection), she wanted to help QuackerJack.

She knew what he was doing was wrong, and she didn't try to justify his actions beyond explaining her observations, but she knew QuackerJack just needed help. She knew that fighting wasn't the right way to get through to him, and she asked Darkwing to save him.

She understood where all the pain and anger came from with him. She understood that QuackerJack was deeply attached to Mr. Banana Brain, and that he was grieving the loss of the doll.

She also understood that QuackerJack was on a dangerous path to personal destruction. She understood that he wasn't totally innocent, but she knew that he had some good still deep in him somewhere, because... well...

There was something worth fighting for.

And I would have loved it if we could have just had an ending where he decided to make an effort to get help and we could just see these two together forever because I want THAT for him, he deserves to be with someone who supports him and wants to see him get better, ahhhhhhhh why didn't we get that ending why why why why, he looks so happy in that picture and he doesn't have his eye bags like maybe he was also getting enough sleep finally and maybe he was getting enough food and he had a place to live and it's just just just so messed up that he couldn't have that augh

For a guy who's a Disney character that exists because of a comedy/heroes/secret-agent spin off of Ducktales, which in itself exists (simply put) because of of Donald Duck... He sure has the potential to be the most legitimately scary and deep character to exist in Disney canon...

What if the problem was never “Whiffle Boy”?

We seem to readily accept that the reason QuackerJack is nuts is because of his insistence on the idea that video games drove him out of business and into lunacy

In fact, it’s probably the most “concrete” evidence we have of any past with QuackerJack: Video games destroyed him, and now he wants to destroy video games.

But, let’s just say for a moment… What if video games didn’t ruin QuackerJack and his business? What if it was never Whiffle Boy, and the real reason was something far more serious?

Something that QuackerJack isn’t willing to accept because it would be a far more upsetting reality than to just be able to pin all his problems on the rise of the Video Games Industry in the early 90s?

QuackerJack is very adament that he’s the “World’s Best Toy Maker”, so much so that one of the last times we ever see him (barring the cameo recent in the new Ducktales), he has a custom mug that states that.

It’s his identity, being a toy maker. Even as a villain, he makes toys, and still wants to make toys to hopefully be put on the shelves, ignoring the inherent dangers in the newest designs.

Now, what if the reason he went out of business wasn’t because of Whiffle Boy?

What if, instead, with his eccentric designs and odd methods, back in the day, QuackerJack accidentally approved a design that, while innocent in theory, resulted in a very terrible outcome?

What if his toys actually injured (or worse??) a child, and the resulting lawsuit and recalls were what led to the downfall of the company in the end?

“Don’t play with QuackerJack Toys; they’re dangerous!”

Now, considering that the cartoon is confirmed to take place in some sort of parallel 1991-1992, and it’s implied that QuackerJack dropped off the grid for a while before he reemerged as a crazed clown, bent on ruining video games, particularly Whiffle Boy.

Now, let’s try and look at this particular possibility here…

Lawn Darts.

An outdoor game where you throw metal tipped darts at a target in the ground. Seems like the sort of classic game that QuackerJack might be into, right? Outdoor fun, social, all ages..?

Except that Lawn Darts (more specifically the metal tipped ones) have been outright banned since the late 80s due to some very tragic accidents involving children. Over 6,100 children have been been injured or even killed by throwing Lawn Darts.

Now, what if, in fact, the reason QuackerJack Toys went out of business wasn’t because he couldn’t compete with the Video Game industry (because, honestly, having been a child of the 90s, I can recall playing with toys, old and new, as much as electronics, so it’s not like Video Games actually destroyed the Toy industry)?

What if QuackerJack Toys went out of business because of a massive toy recall, for a product that led to severely/fatally harming children?

Despite his crazy tendencies, QuackerJack still seems to retain the interest in marketing his products to children, whom he deems as his targets audience, clearly

Look at how content he seems for a moment at the joyful expression on that kids face. He’s crazy, but he still wants to make toys for kids. He continues to try and make toys, even in the comics, and it’s practically ingrained into his very fibers of his soul.

QuackerJack has always wanted to make toys.

The worst blow to him would probably be that he failed a spot check. He didn’t test something because he was confident it was fine.

He made Lawn Darts.

Lawn Darts backfired horribly.

It’s the late 80s, the 90s is around the corner, as is the rise of the gaming industry. Whiffle Boy gains popularity, everyone would rather be safe and play indoors with something that the parents can monitor thier kids with.

Lawn Darts are banned. QuackerJack Toys is sued and the lawsuits force him into bankruptcy.

But he refuses to accept that his toys could be harmful, after all, “Kids would learn to love my toys if thier parents just didn’t interfere”

No one will buy toys from someone who approved such a dangerous concept.

QuackerJack breaks. He just doesn’t understand what went wrong. He didn’t mean to hurt anyone. After all, he just wanted to make toys and make people smile and play.

Whiffle Boy arrives around this time.

It’s so easy for him to push the blame on someone, on anything else.

In denial, he blames Whiffle Boy for taking his customers.

He can’t accept that it was all on him.

QuackerJack can’t handle that maybe his company fell because of an honest mistake. It’s just so easy for him to push the blame on anyone but him.

We constantly see him never own up to anything he does, no matter how trivial, and he’s always quick to shift the blame away from him.

It wasn’t Whiffle Boy.

It was never Whiffle Boy.

It was QuackerJack.