#Floofty: I got a plan

[smudgygiant]

A sibling argument

This is an argument I imagine takes place a little after Floofty’s guillotine stunt.

I decided that Snorpy should have a kinked tail as well, but instead of Floofty’s which was a birth defect, his got crushed under an invention of his.

Poor Snorpy is going to start balding at the rate the Floofty is going.

[lulu-draws-stuff]

My bugsnax posting :] learning how to draw these things

[flooftyfizzlebeans]

Theory on why we headcanon specific characters as trans more often than others, using the Fizzlebeans as evidence.

Identity based character arcs vs... other stuff based character arcs.

Warning this is EXTREMELY LONG

Starting by analyzing Floofty, as they are my expertise.

Floofty is a scientist with no help, no funding, and ambitious plans. They come across as cold and uncaring, when in reality much of their shortsightedness comes from caring too much. Not for those closest to them directly, of course. But the greater good, and grumpuskind as a whole.

Their previous line of work suggests that when they had more resources, they spent more time helping individuals. Making prosthetics is a HIGHLY variable process, each individual limb that needs one being EXTREMELY different, even on the same person. Therefore they would need to be attentive towards individuals by necessity, even when making scientific breakthroughs. I don't think they'd have amazing bedside manner but I only bring this up to stress that Floofty is capable and willing to care for others should the situation call for it. However, they probably don't feel like they can afford to care after the events that cost them.... everything.

I assume they got their awesome career position through work during school, proving themself academically in a way that their.... abrasive characteristics wouldn't interfere with. Now that they have nothing, they're trying to get it back the same way they got it, by proving themself through actions.... but who they are and how people perceive them is directly responsible for their lack of help on Snaktooth. Actually, who they are likely made it near impossible to rebuild their reputation when inevitably grumps will think they are either chopping test subjects up to make murder machines or a confidentiality liability. They think their work should speak for itself, and who they are shouldn't matter. (They might even believe that they don't matter. It's already clear that their work is worth more to them than their own life.)

Realizing what they mean to others, who they could be to them when they let go of the big picture importance, and how they can help like they so desperately want to is integral to saving them. Let them forget that they are in fact, a grumpus, the very thing they want to save, and they might as well become what they study. Bugsnax.

...

Snorpy, however, as I've stated, is pretty much the opposite. Where Floofty rejects themself, Snorpy protects himself.... prepare for a staggeringly less complete analysis thanks to Not Literally Being Snorpy. Snorpies and Snorpy experts in the notes please contribute.

Snorpy is an engineer whose inventions are held in great esteem in Snaxburg, and yet he believes the world is out to get him. (By the world I mean... the grumpinati) The grumpinati is, in fact, not out to get him, and it takes incredible amounts of jumping to conclusions fueled by intense fear for anyone to shrink their world that small.

It's implied by his previous work that he was previously much more capable of... interacting with the public? being seen? than he is now. Like I mentioned, constructing prosthetics requires a lot of individual time and care, and a lot of interacting with many different grumpuses. But now? He is driven by fear. I can't even blame him, he's clearly deeply traumatized. How would you feel if your life's work was taken and warped for something you found cruel and evil all while you still depended on them for your livelihood? And you already probably had some sort of anxiety disorder?

Moving on, he is actually able to work perfectly fine. In fact, nearly every grumpus is seen using something he invented at least once? Despite inventions like The Knife Shot and flammable tripwire moments he's well liked by the town and everyone trusts his work to... work. But he's so absorbed by his own perceptions that it's impossible for him to take praise or even socialize without suspicion.

Even the relationship he holds most dear, and integral to what we call "Snorpy" is up in the air for him. I can only imagine he didn't ask for clarification or confess to his romantic feelings towards Chandlo out of fear. Fear of what exactly I can't say, as it's probably every possible factor that that course of action would change.

And... well. His main problem is never solved. Shelda is right, he needs therapy. Extensive therapy. But... he still improves. Part of why he does all of this is to protect Chandlo, and hide all of this from him... but after fighting Daddy Cakelegs it becomes a lot more clear to Snorpy that Chandlo is trying to protect him and knows a lot more than he gives him credit for. He's a lot closer to and more equal to Snorpy. Snorpy doesn't have to spend and sacrifice every fiber of his being to the bugsnax to protect who he loves.

That being said, who he is has nothing to do with his character arc. He's Snorpy, he's a nerd, he is an engineer. None of this is brought into question. Floofty's very status of "grumpus" is called into question through their experiments. (on an esoteric level. kinda. bugsnax are weird.)

What they share is their interactions with other grumpuses and how important actually letting themselves connect with others is... but that's something Everyone shares at least a little.

How does this relate to transgender headcanons? Floofty's arc features their identity very heavily, and calling the identity of the self into question is extremely transgender. Sometimes the definition of transgender. At the very least, a part of the process. (everyone is different)

That's why I think Shelda, Chandlo, and Wiggle are so popular for trans headcanons despite not necessarily doing anything outside their gender's norms. Their arcs heavily have to do with who they are and how their actions reflect that. Gramble and Triffany have a little bit of this but I can't rule out their gender non-comformity as the reason.

Of course, everyone is transgender to at least one person in the fandom because there's nothing proving anyone is cis and this fandom is very very queer.

[treefory]

Floofty trying to be nice

822 words

The setting sun shone beautifully on the boiling bay sand. Shipwrecks in the shallow waters casted shadows on the shore as they walked along the beach. Paw prints and holes left from their peg leg tracked behind them.

They felt the side of the shipwreck that they called their temporary shelter as they entered. Floofty stood at their desk and lit a match. They picked up a lantern and lit the small candle inside.

Their paws landed on their small notebook that sat in the corner of the desk. Opening to a new page, They pulled out the pen that sat clamped to its spine and began to write.

Day 132 on snacktooth island

My plans of replacing my head with a bugsnax have been thwarted by my younger brother. With his actions I have come to the conclusion that perhaps I must put myself first rather than my studies.

in time it appears that I may have also been too harsh to the grumpuses around me. Though I may have a higher knowledge than most, that does not excuse my behavior towards them. And thus, in a product of my own arrogance I now put myself in unnecessary danger for my own studies

Now While I’m on this island I will take the time to socialize and understand others in a way that will benefit them and maybe even my self. Even though it possibly won’t progress my studies as the world's first Gastroentomologist, it may create positive relationships and perhaps future colleagues.

And with that they slipped the pen back onto its spine and closed their notebook. It sat in their lap as they looked out to sea and watched the sun set. As they did, thoughts swirled in their mind of what to do next to make up their past actions

Soon all that was left was the sun’s gentle glow as it had long disappeared beyond the horizon. Floofty stood over their desk and placed the book in the corner of it and blew out the lantern. Their long arms reached the back of their head and undid their goggles. They neatly laid them on the desk and laid in their cot.

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Soon the sun rose again. It’s rays shown through the rotting wood of the shipwreck. Floofty sat up in bed with a groan. Another night of poor sleep, though the sound of the waves brushing against the shore would put them back to sleep every time they woke

When they turned their head to look out into the sea something had caught their eye. A bluish blob sat in the entrance of the wreck. With Their poor eyesight they couldn’t make out what it was.

Only after getting their googles on were they able to see what it was. It was a small flower with delicate blue petals, It’s light green leaves had small red spots.

A small lone flower that looked pathetic.

In a mater of seconds Floofty had their notebook in their paws

Day 133 on snacktooth island

This marks the first day of understanding others. In order to truly understand others I must be the very least acquaintanced with them. One of the best ways of doing such is to give them an item.

After closing their notebook they got to work on the flower.

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Beaker in hand Floofty had made their way back to snaxburg. Their eyes laid on the bright blue grumpuses hut, And with a firm knock at the door it opened. Filbo stared Floofty in their eyes and as they did, a nervous smile grew on his face

“Oh! Good morning Floofty! I didn’t know you were back in town.”

“I am not, I’m still residing in boiling bay.”

Filbo cocked his head a little “oh… so why are you back? You're not here to ask if I want to be a part of one of your experiments are you?”

“No. I’m here to widen my understanding of grumpuses.”

“What does that mean?”

Floofty extended the beaker in front of them, showing the small blue flower that was carefully planted inside to Filbo.

“This flower had grown next to my shipWreck. It’s patheticness and appearance reminded me of you. It also smells nice, so you can Have it.”

Filbo took it from their paws with an awkward smile “Thank you Floofty… I think?”

Floofty nodded “I recommend plenty of direct sunlight and light watering. I hope this makes us acquaintances Mr. Fiddlepie.” And with that they turned on their heel and walked away.

Filbo looked down at the flower in his paws And sat on his bed with it. He felt its delicate petals and leaves with his digits.

“A gift from Floofty… I never thought they’d give me a gift!” he whispered to himself

The beaker clanked as he put it next to his window with a smile “besides the pathetic part, it does kinda look like me!”

[shwoo]

I hadn't written for a while, but I'm beginning to feel up to it again. I have a few ideas, and I'm still figuring out exactly what to prioritise. Fanfic-wise, it's mostly Bugsnax.

-Snorplo prequel: Snorpy is extremely depressed and trying to recover from a nervous breakdown. Chandlo realises his feelings for him and gets back into contact, maybe in that order, I haven't decided. Snorpy recovers unevenly. Got the beginning and midpoint worked out, and just need the bit between the midpoint and the ending. I wrote part of the outline for this on my phone during the tour in the US earlier this year, as an attempt at a mental health booster. I don't know if it succeeded, but my phone's predictive text has been weirdly fixated on Chandlo ever since.

-QPP Filbuddy 2 - Now It's Journalist's Family's Turn: While in Theobe's (Journalist's) home town for Snaxgiving, Filbo and Theobe attend an informal high school reunion. Theobe disappears, and Filbo gets help from the only people he knows in town; Theobe's three mothers, all of whom are named Drebbie. Not 100% sure how this one is resolved, although I have most of it. Going to have to be very careful with the Drebbies, because there's there's three of them and they all have distinct personalities, and I'd prefer for the story to be more about Filbo and Theobe. I made Theobe be an outcast in high school with zero friends, because I was starving for good outcast with zero friends representation when I was in high school. With zero friends.

-Snorplo in-game quests: The campfire event from Chandlo's point of view, Chandlo's main quest from the Journalist's point of view, and Snorpy's main quest from Snorpy's point of view. Have outlined most of this, but I think I got distracted during Snorpy's quest. He stays inside until it's complete, which doesn't help, but he can still do something interesting while in there.

-Bronica expedition: I want to finish writing the interviews for each expedition member to get a better idea of their personalities, but the version in my head so far seems to mostly be about how they died. There's some horror elements I like a lot. Still planning to be vague about what happened to Bronica, though.

-Snorplo... something: Why is there so much Snorplo. Um, this one started out as two separate ideas I had after Isle of Bigsnax came out, one about Chandlo asking the Journalist about Snorpy on the island, and one about Snorpy finding the Triplicate Space on the beach. I've got to the first draft stage, but the whole bit where they explore the Triplicate Space together turned out boring, so I'd like to tie the scenes together in a way that's not just a complete retread of what happens in the game but with Chandlo and Snorpy. It was fun having them react, but nothing really happens that didn't in the original.

-Obligatory Floofty's leg disappears: Floofty's leg disappears. Also they struggle not to be less of a reckless idiot, and also to repair their relationship with their brother. I know how this ends, but I need more stuff in the middle, to make the pacing of the ending work. I'm sure I can find something for Snorpy and Floofty to be in conflict about. (Chandlo is there also)

It's mostly Bugsnax, but I played so much Final Fantasy 7 Rebirth that I got really invested in wherever it is they're going with Chadley's character. I doubt the third game will be out before 2026, but luckily I have "wherever it is they're going with Chadley's character" at home. In my brain! So

-Chadleyfic 2024: Or 2025 depending on if or when I get around to it. Chadley knows many things to be true, for example that a) he is an artificial intelligence who was b) created to be Hojo's research assistant, someone he has c) definitely escaped in every way. He also knows that as much as he tries, he's not strong enough to repress all his feelings and problems as well as his hero, Cloud. And he's been having some weird recurring dreams lately. This story came together really quickly! I think "character deals with being experimented on by unironic evil mad scientist and also learns The Truth" was an itch I'd been wanting to scratch for a long time. I want this to happen in the background of Remake 3's plot, though, so I need to finish up Rebirth and play through the original to make the details feel right. And make sure Hojo wouldn't have to be in two places at once, because obviously he's going to have to put in an appearance.

[abbzworld]

Devotion

This was written for a Secret Santa event over on Tumblr. I hope you enjoy your present, @snorpy-fizzlebean! Sorry that it’s late. ^^;

Also, a minor disclaimer; I’ve never seen Twin Peaks and know basically nothing about it. So I was just making some things up at some parts of the story. Lol

Anyways, please enjoy!

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Grump Peaks was a show that could be very confusing for Chandlo.

It wasn’t necessarily that he didn’t enjoy it. The special effects were usually quite good, especially in the later seasons, and in his opinion, the characters with their struggles and relationships with each other were the best and most interesting part of the show.

He just had some trouble following along with some of the story.

For example, he didn’t understand why the bad guy was planning on unleashing a bunch of supernatural horrors onto Grump Peaks. Sure, he’d had a terrible childhood when he lived there with his alcoholic father and this was his twisted idea of getting revenge. But why didn’t he realize that his plan would also put the entire world in danger? He was supposed to be an intelligent grumpus, after all!

When he asked about it, Snorpy explained to him, “Grizby’s problem isn’t that he’s unintelligent. His problem is that he winds up getting hyper-focused on his goals to the neglect of everything else, including any common sense. Or rather, his lack thereof.”

Chandlo could understand what Snorpy was telling him, but he was still confused as to why the bad guy let things get this bad.

“Unfortunately, that happens sometimes. Take Floofty, for example. They’re trying to help grumpus kind so their goals are obviously much different from Grizby’s, but in a way, Floofty also struggles with seeing whether what they’re doing is a good idea or not. That’s why they take so many risks and don’t always foresee the consequences of their actions. I mean, just look at what happened on Snaktooth! They almost decapitated themselves just to see if their head would come back like their leg did!”

Chandlo gently wrapped an arm around his shoulders to silently comfort him as Snorpy sighed. “I am glad that they’re getting better, however. They still have a long way to go, though.”

Chandlo nodded and said, “Yeah, but that’s probably true of all of us.”

Snorpy silently nodded before he glanced at the television and got excited. “Ooh, I love this part! It’s when Aless and Ozwin join together to stop him!”

Chandlo softly chuckled, keeping his arm around Snorpy’s shoulders as they both continued to watch what was going on in the show.

In all honesty, this was the real reason he watches it despite it not entirely being his thing. He enjoys seeing how invested Snorpy always gets despite having already seen this show dozens of times.

Ever since they were kids, he’s loved Grump Peaks. He meticulously analyzes every frame and shot of the show, has very little he actively criticizes, and even though the show got an abrupt ending because of the Grumpinati, as he believes, it’s still his favorite show of all time.

Chandlo might not fully understand it sometimes, but hey, if it makes Snorpy happy then he’s happy.

Besides, Snorpy was always so adorable the more interested he gets in something. His eyes go wide with excitement, he gets a little smile on his face and Chandlo can tell that he’s committing everything to memory.

Even though he already knows what’s going to happen.

Eventually, the credits of the final episode started to roll and Chandlo yawned as Snorpy began to rant, “I still cannot believe that this show got cancelled! I mean, we never really got a conclusive answer about Aless’ and Ozwin’s relationship, and the overall conclusion was incredibly rushed! They needed at least another season to properly conclude the story but the Grumpinati wouldn’t allow that, would they?!”

Chandlo chuckled as he rubbed his boyfriend’s back. “Easy there, Snorpy-dawg. You don’t want to get too worked up, right?”

Snorpy sighed. “No… I’m sorry Chandlo. I don’t mean to get so emotional; it just really bothers me that Grump Peaks wasn’t given the finale that it truly deserved.”

Chandlo smiled at him. “No need to apologize, bro. I know how much this show means to you. It might not be my thing like it is yours but I can understand your frustration.”

Snorpy sighed again and smiled at him. “Thank you Chandlo. Truly.”

“Aw anytime, Snorpy!”

Snorpy then yawned himself before stretching a bit. “Ugh, what time is it?”

Chandlo looked at a nearby clock. “It’s almost 10 pm.”

“My word, I didn’t realize it was getting so late. We should probably head to bed then!”

Chandlo nodded. “Yeah, I agree. We both have to go to the gym in the morning so we can’t afford to be too tired.”

Snorpy agreed and so they stood up, yawning again, before they shuffled over to their shared bed.

Once they were settled in, they cuddled together and said their good nights.

About five hours later, however, Chandlo awoke to Snorpy softly whimpering.

Groggily, Chando quietly asked, “Snorpy? Hey, are you alright?”

Snorpy didn’t answer and now the whimpers were getting louder.

“No… No! Don’t eat them!”

And then it dawned on Chandlo that he was having a nightmare.

Unfortunately, they both got them frequently ever since they escaped from Snaktooth. The knowledge that the bugsnax they were eating were actually parasites that could’ve – and would’ve – killed them was quite traumatic for them.

Chandlo had no idea what would’ve happened if he’d lost Snorpy. And he was sure that Snorpy had those same thoughts about him. And considering he was already anxious even before he went to Snaktooth, said trauma and anxiety often manifested in the form of nightmares.

And unfortunately, despite how much he wished it, Shellsy was unable to concoct an herbal solution to make the nightmares go away because such a thing didn’t exist. She only knew how to allow someone to go to sleep easier, not actually banish dreams altogether.

So both Chandlo and Snorpy, as well as presumably the rest of the Krew, just had to wait and hope that the dreams would eventually fade on their own.

But regardless of that, Chandlo wasn’t going to just lie there and let Snorpy suffer on his own. He would never do that.

And so, he gently wrapped an arm around Snorpy’s waist, pulling him close.

“Shhh… It’s alright, Snorpy. I’m here.” He gently murmured into his ear, kissing his forehead. It took a few minutes of gently caressing his back, but eventually the whimpers stopped and Snorpy began to breathe easily again.

Still, Chandlo didn’t let go as he once again drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning, they were at the breakfast table, debating on what to eat that wouldn’t remind them too much of the bugsnax. Apples and bananas were off the table, as well as anything like a cinnamon bun. They eventually settled on cereal.

As they ate, Snorpy said, “Thank you, Chandlo.”

“Hm?”

“Well…” He sighed. “I was having a nightmare last night. But I soon felt a warm and comforting presence enter my subconscious. And the nightmare left me afterwards.” He then smiled. “That was you, wasn’t it?”

Chandlo smiled and chuckled. “Guilty as charged.” He then sighed. “I know how intense those nightmares can get, so I didn’t want you suffering through one alone.”

Snorpy nodded. “Well, thank you. It’s been tough, but I’m glad that you’re here. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Same here, Snorp-dawg.”

After they’d finished their breakfast, they settled down on the couch as they had half an hour before they had to leave.

They didn’t watch anything, though. They simply cuddled against each other and talked about their plans for the day.

“…and I’m learning how to do pull-up’s better. It’s killer on the arms and abs, but I’m slowly but surely getting there.”

Chandlo smiled as he hugged Snorpy. “I’m proud of you, Snorpy. You’re doing such a good job.”

Snorpy blushed. “Ah, heh heh… Thank you.”

“And I’m really impressed with how fit and healthy you’ve gotten as a result of working out more!” Chandlo continued, finding it adorable how flustered Snorpy was getting. “I’m really proud of you, bro!”

Snorpy giggled, blushing even harder. “Awww, stop. You’re making me blush…”

Chandlo smirked at him. “I know. And I think it’s adorable.”

Snorpy made a bunch of flustered noises as Chandlo chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. “I love you.”

Snorpy giggled again before saying, “Ah, yes. I love you too.”

They both smiled at each other before Snorpy cleared his throat and asked him, “So erm… what do you plan on doing at the gym?”

“Well, I plan on shooting some hoops. It’s fun competing against the other grumps there.”

Snorpy chuckled. “That’s nice to hear. I hope that they don’t get too competitive, though.”

“No, they don’t.” Chandlo reassured him. “It’s all in good fun.”

Snorpy nodded. “Good. I’d hate for someone to get mad at you over a basketball competition. I’ve heard how defensive grumpuses can get over sports and related events…”

“I understand what you mean, but that hasn’t happened.” Chandlo smiled at him, giving him a reassuring squeeze. “And besides, I was taught to always have good sportsmanship. My mother always made sure to teach me that as a kid.”

Snorpy nodded. “Yes, I remember that.”

“Also, it’s important to know your limits. I was always pushing myself too hard and I still struggle with that now. But rest is just as important as how many push-ups you can do in one sitting. Eggabell taught me that!”

Snorpy smiled. “I’m sure she did. She is a doctor after all!”

Chandlo grinned. “Yeah, bro! I owe a lot of my know-how to her! And to you, of course. You’ve always been there for me and your inventions are really helpful!”

Snorpy giggled again. “Heh, thank you.”

For the new few minutes, they simply sat there, cuddling each other as Snorpy listened to Chandlo’s heartbeat.

Eventually, however, they had to get up to go to the gym.

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“Let’s see… water bottles?”

“Check.”

“Towels?”

“Check.”

“First aid kit?”

“Check.”

“And we’re both dressed in our workout gear… Awesome dawg! We’re ready to go!”

“Right behind you, love.”

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The End

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I hope you enjoyed this story. If you did, feel free to tell me! And if you have any constructive criticism for me, you can tell me that, as well. Thank you!

[gastroentomology]

[Myla has returned from bugsnak catching with a snakpack of snax. She walks over to the research tent, putting the pack down]

So... I got some snax, and... I was wondering if you'd like some to experiment on?

@myla-mizzbear

[Floofty looks at the collection of snax in the pack, a little impressed by the legwork]

Ah, so you plan on replacing the adventurer Lizbert? That will be a good assistance to my research.

[They give a pleased smile]

[janknabobfdi]

Bugsnaxronpa - Bugsnax but the wheel decides their fate

I got bored and decided to do the "Danganronpa Wheel" trend but with Bugsnax characters and I really liked the story I got and came up with

(Daganronpa is a murder mystery game where Hope's Peak Academy students with "Ultimate" talents are trapped in an area where they have to get away with murder to escape)

I'll be sharing my live reaction and well as the story me and the wheel came up with

Prologue - 16 grumpuses find themselves trapped in Snaktooth Island. Monosnak announces that they have to get away with murder to escape and "graduate"

They also find a mysterious amnesiac Grumpus wbo doesn't remember their talent, He goes by the nickname "Buddy"

Also Filbo is the Ultimate Lucky Student, i refuse to give his incompetent the title of Ultimate Mayor

Now to roll for our protagonist

Protag - Snorpington Fizzlebean, Ultimate Engineer

(Snorpy protag? Hype as hell! He's my second favorite character)

(Snorpy would make for a good protag. He is smart... but he's a conspiracy nut, Probably thinks the Grumpinati is behind the killing game)

Now for the support/deuteragonist

Support - Gramble Gigglefunny, Ultimate Rancher

(Interesting... Gramble is kind and helpful, I didn't expect that but I can see it. Although I don't see him helping in the class trials very much)

Now for our rival/antagonist

Rival - Wambus Troubleham, Ultimate Farmer

(Hmm... I feel like his rivalry is mostly from Gramble and Wambus already hating each other. Since Gramble is our support he might argue with us by proxy)

Hmm... Interesting main trio so far, I really Snorpy as the protagonist. I see him initially thinking that the Grumpinati is behind the killing game

Chapter One

Who's gonna be the first victim?

Ch1 Victim - Floofty Fizzlebean, Ultimate Scientist

(WHAT? HOLY SHIT! I swear I didn't plan this! It's always the childhood friend/closest to the protag that dies first!)

(The protagonist's estranged sibling is like the PERFECT first victim)

(Wow... Their death will make Snorpy feel conflicted, He hates them but he still cares about them as a sibling)

Hell, I think the Fizzlebeans WERE planning on repairing their relationship but it got cut short

(Damn, i wonder who killed them)

Ch1 Killer - Shelda Woolbag, Ultimate Herbalist

(Huh... Why tho? Hmm... I guess I have to come up with a scenario for this, I won't come up with a murder method tho... That takes too much brain power for me)

Scenario: I think Shelda was planning on defeating/killing the mastermind, she tries to get Floofty's help

However Floofty doesn't take her seriously since Shelda still doesn't drop her persona, infuriating Floofty

(They already kinda hate each other in the original game, With Floofty being a person of science and Shelda having her whole "oracle" persona)

They get into an argument and Shelda ends up accidentally killing Floofty

(Wow, Off to a great start with Floofty as the first victim)

Now for chapter 2

Ch2 Victim - Gramble Gigglefunny, Ultimate Rancher

(Oh wow, a decoy support? That's interesting)

I was gonna roll for a new support, but I think Snorpy having two people close to him die will make his paranoid conspiracy theorist brain act up and think that the killing game is targeting him and anyone he's close to, so he tries to avoid getting close to anyone else in this game

This is a pretty good set up for a character arc

He might even distance himself from Chandlo to protect him, Which will hurt Chandlo as he hates seeing his boyfriend grow more distant

(Like in the canon game where he doesn't let Chandlo in on his plans fearing that the conspiracy will target him)

Ch2 Killer - Triffany Lottablog, Ultimate Archeologist

(Wow... Wambus even included her in the rivalry, Huh)

The motive this time is something like the "secrets" motive from the first game but this time it's notes that say "Worst thing someone else did to you/you did to someone else" and every note will get revealed if a murder doesn't occur in a few days

Gramble and Wambus get each other's notes, this makes their rivalry even worse

Wambus ends up trying to kill Gramble but then Triffany ends up interfering and killing Gramble to stop Wambus from being the blackened

Now for chapter 3 victims

(There's always a double murder in chapter three but I'll leave the first victim when I spin for a second victim and if it lands on the same person I'll only have one victim)

[I forgot to screenshot the other one whoops]

Ch3 Victims - Alegander Jamfoot, "Ultimate Barista" and Clumby Clumbernut, Ultimate Editor

I'm thinking that Snorpy finds out about their involvement with the Snakolites, gets suspicious of them... Then gets ULTRA PARANOID when it seems like the "Grumpinati" has "silenced them"

"Two Snakolite members getting killed at the same time? Right after they get exposed? Coincidence? I THINK NOT!"

"There has to be a secret Grumpinati traitor among us who killed them because the Snakolites and the Grumpinati are in cahoots!!!"

(What a coincidence that the two victims were Snakolites members, That gives me an easy motive)

Now for our third killer

Ch3 Killer - Beffica Winklesnoot, Ultimate Information Specialist

(The more I think about it... Her talent is just a glorified way of saying "gossiper" so her knowing things that should be secret is easy for her)

Beffica snooped and found out about Alegander and Clumby's relation to the Snakolites, a group she is VERY suspicious of

"What the hell is all this talking about "eating incests" and "food parasites"???"

"And why does the barista guy have a secret base on this island???"

"And why does he make worse coffee than ME shouldn't he be an Ultimate???"

She eventually find out about Alegander's real talent as the "Ultimate Cryptoentomological Researcher" and gets VERY suspicious of him

She tried to anonymously warn the group about their involvement since she thinks that the Snakolites are behind the killing game

However Alegander and Clumby twart her attempts to warn the group, the only one she succeeds in warning is Snorpy

Beffica thinks that Alegander and Clumby are going to "silence her" so she takes matters into her own hands

(Maybe at this point he finds out that the Snakolites were mostly benevolent and maybe even starts doubting his conspiracy theories)

Wow, This wheel is making an interesting plot

Time for the 4th chapter

(Please god if Chandlo dies from "Chapter 4 Buff Guy" syndrome I will be pissed)

Ch4 Victim - Wiggle Wigglebottom, Ultimate Musician

(Hmm... Interesting I guess... Wasn't what I was expecting)

[I'm sorry but I forgot to screenshot the wheel again]

Ch4 Killer - Cromdo Face, Ultimate Salesman

(Hmm...)

So Wiggle is a musician and Cromdo wants to succeed in the music industry

Monosnak says that the motive is a million dollars and a talentswap! Where the blackened gains the title of their victim

So if Filbo killed Snorpington, Filbo will start being called "The Ultimate Engineer"

Crombo kills Wiggle to get the money and her musical talent.

But the talentswap is actually in name only, all Cromdo got is the TITLE of Ultimate Musician, he doesn't actually get Wiggle's talent

(And plus Wiggle isn't that talented anyways, She just had a one hit wonder)

It seems like the scammer has become the "scam-ee"

[I forgot the screenshot the wheel, Which I heavily regret for reasons you will see why later]

Ch5 Victim - Eggabell Batternugget, Ultimate Doctor

(I wonder who killed her)

[I hate myself for not screenshoting who the wheel decided the killer is... Because you won't believe when I say that the wheel decided THIS to be her killer...]

Ch5 Killer - Lizbert Megafig, Ultimate Explorer

(....)

(Wait... What???)

(THIS WHEEL IS FUCKING HOMOPHOBIC)

(WHY DID THEY MAKE THE LESBIANS KILL EACH OTHER???)

(Now I hate myself for not screenshoting the wheel)

(HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO COME UP WITH A SCENARIO FOR THIS)

Okay... I think... This is a [DRA SPOILERS] thing

I think that Eggabell has been feeling VERY bad about herself from all the deaths

As the Ultimate Doctor she's been performing autopsies, has been the medic and trying to stop murders from happening, Hell she's even stopped attempted murders by healing the would-be victims

But after nine people died she starts blaming herself for "not being enough"

So she decides to try and "make herself useful" by making EVERYONE the blackened so they can graduate

She manipulates the situation so that everyone has equal involvement in her death (just like nagito but crazier)

But in her final moments Monosnak tells her that there can only be ONE blackened no matter what, And that he'll decide who is the one true blackened

So in her final moments, As she's bleeding out, she thinks that it's better that SHE decides who gets to graduate

She tells Lizbert to "get her some medicine" that's actually poison, Making Lizbert the "true blackened"

But Lizbert ends up confessing to the murder and accepts her execution as "graduating" would mean condemning everyone to die, Something Eggabell would never want

Huh... That was sad and emotional

It's chapter 6 time! Time to reveal the mastermind

(I put all the dead participants back since having the mastermind fake their death pretty cool, A call back to Junko)

Mastermind - Floofty Fizzlebean

(No fucking way...)

(NO FUCKING WAY!!!)

(I am speechless...)

(TBH secretly in the back of my head I was hoping for this but OH MY FUCKING GOD)

(Imagine how Snorpy feels)

He had a whole arc about realizing that the Grumpinati isn't real and can't hurt him THEN HE LEARNS THAT HIS ESTRANGED SIBLING IS THE FUCKING MASTERMIND

I was gonna have the mastermind fake their death but maybe Shelda's plan to kill the mastermind DID WORK because FLOOFTY WAS THE MASTERMIND, and that the whole game has been running on autopilot the whole time (hell, we know that Floofty is perfectly willing to sacrifice herself for science™)

(I feel like Chandlo being alive is the only thing stopping him from a regression arc)

What were their motivations? Is the entire killing game a wakeup call to get their brother to stop being an agoraphobic conspiracy nut? Is this a big experiment?

Who knows! The only one who can answer these questions is fucking DEAD

All the survivors have left are some vague notes they left behind

Buddy regains his memories, Remembers that he's the Ultimate Journalist and that there's a ship on the island that he can fix

They all get on the ship and get home as the island fucking explodes because I need the ending to be more climactic

Survivors: "Buddy" (Ultimate Journalist), Chandlo Funkbun (Ultimate Carpenter), Snorpington Fizzlebean (Ultimate Engineer), Filbo Fiddlepie (Ultimate Lucky Student) and Wambus Troubleham (Ultimate Farmer)

(I'm glad that Chandlo and Snorpy survive)

I swear to god I didn't rig any of the results

The wheel made decisions that felt like an actual writer would make

The wheel chose the smartest character as the protagonist, followed the Danganronpa trope of having an idiot survivor (Filbo), the protagonist's estranged sibling as the first victim and also CHOSE THEM AS THE MASTERMIND

I'm half convinced the wheel is sentient

[fanartalchemist]

Lucid decapitation

WARNING: body horror, mention of decapitation and gore.

what would happen if snorpy never went in to save their sibling? maybe it would work for the better... or worse.

also, spoilers for the game, especially Floofty's side quest.

P.S. this is my first time writing a story, so I like to hear how well I did or how I can do better.

"I cant believe this is taking Me more than 24 hours to set up this contraption. Its literally the middle of the night by the time I got it set up." Floofty mumbled to themselves as they made some finishing touches to the recycled machine. " Why should I be complaining? At least the journalist is doing the difficult part of catching a Bugsnack for the experiment. Not only that, Snorpy decided to bring Chandlo along with checking out the disturbance up on frosted peak. At least my anxious sibling wouldn't sabotage my work again."

Deep down, Floofty was a little bothered that their brother wouldn't be there to see their success, or at least be there when something goes wrong. What were they talking about? If the journalist doesn't back out on their plan, they're the only help Floofty needs.

Speaking of which, Buddy came back with a Strabby in their paw. "Ah, you've got the perfect Bugsnax for the contraption. Excellent." Floofty spoke excitedly. "And in a perfect time too, because I happen to be done with setting the device up."

Buddy stared at the machine Floofty was in front of, with terror forming in their face. "What in the grump is that thing?" shouted the journalist. Its clear to floofty that they never saw snorpy's other prototype inventions, despite how close they were as friends.

"I borrowed one of my brothers patented 'Grumpinati traps' and made some modifications." Floofty informed as they stepped into the machine. Once on the device, the machine already strapped them in. "Once the device is activated, snacks will flow into my open mouth, thus triggering my regeneration."

Buddy stared at it for a few more seconds before they finally spoke "This is terrifying.".

"Yes, I surmise that is why I'm in inside the device and you are not." Floofty responded. They couldn't see the journalist while laying on the cold piece of metal they were strapped in, but could easily hear how distressed Buddy was from their shaky voice.

"How do you know this will work?" Buddy questioned once more. To be honest, Floofty a little distressed about it themselves. Why should they? They came so far, they shouldn't stop now. It should work, since they sucessfuly regrown their leg. They've researched Bugsnax for almost a year. Why would that journalist question what they do when they haven't been on the island for even a month yet?

"I don't. that is what the experiment is for!" they told the journalist. "I need you to load the funnel at the back and then we can begin.".

It was silent for a moment, with Cobhoppers chirping in the background and leaves rustling in the wind. Floofty hoped that the journalist isn't backing out on their project the second they could finally see the results. Finally, they hear Buddy' footsteps going toward where the funnel gets loaded. They heard the Strabby's cry before Buddy shut the door of the funnel device. Once they did so, the blade of the machine automatically started spinning.

There was no turning back. Floofty tried to remain calm as the blade came closer to their head. Thats when they realized how painfull the process is going to be. They never took anything to numb the pain, because they want to have a clear mind when they need to take notes. They started to regret not taking anything to help with the pain that they were about to face.

Before they could think further, the funnel loaded the strabby into their mouth. As much as Floofty wanted to savor the delectable creature, they had to swallow it before the blade came down on them. That was officially their one final meal.

The blade finally punctured into their flesh. Floofty screamed in agony as the blade dug further, only to be silenced when it cut through their vocal cord. Floofty could hardly breath as blood fills their lungs, only to no longer breath when it finally cut through their throat and their wind pipes. When it finally cut through the spine, the feeling of intense agony, along with the feeling of cold metal they were being restrained by, has disappeared from the chest down. Once the blade has completely cut through their body and quickly went back in place, some sort of unknown force pushed their decapitated head off of the device and onto the soft, grass-covered ground beneath them.

"I...I'm still alive?" floofty thought to themselves, no longer being able to speak. "I supose this is the result of lucid decapitation: when the head is still cautious even after being removed from the body." luckily for floofty, they landed facing Buddy and their body laying on the machine. They could easily see the journalist, finally removing their paws from their eyes to look at the final result. As for their own body, its difficult to see since its in the shadows of the huts. Once the restraints were removed, it took only a few seconds before they could see movement in their paws. Flooftys body has sat up, showing that their head has been replaced by another one. It looked like their head from the darkness, but without their goggles on their head.

It was a success. Floofty was right about the regeneration of bugsnax. As proud as they were, they soon realized that their body now has a conscience of that of a strabby. Floofty assumed that the only thing that creature would do was scamper and wonder around like simple creatures they are.

They looked at the journalist, seeing their shocked expression. " Wow, it really worked" Buddy said to the still alive head of floofty. The creature, now hosting floofty's body, face towards the journalist. That grabbed both of their attention. The creature hopped off of the restraint platform and started creeping towards buddy. The journalist's face towards the creature, with their expression changing from surprised to genuine fear.

"Wait a minute. Stop! What are y..." Buddy pleaded before they were interrupted by the creature pouncing onto them. The monstrosity went at them with their teeth in their throat, and tore it off from their neck. Blood dripped from the monsters maw as life disappeared from the journalist's body.

Flooftie's eyes started flooding with tears as they saw the corpse of their friend. They never expected the bugsnax to commit a murder this barbaric, not even a strabby. Was this the hidden nature of bugsnax this whole time? Was this the price they have to pay for messing with the forces of nature?

The creature quickly turned toward Flooftie's decapitated head from across the contraption. It slowly walked from the corpse next to the funnel to the severed head. It picked them up and held it to the point where Floofty could finally see the face of the monster. Its eyes were that of the bugsnax, with its head being that of a rotting strawberry. Its hair are made of leaves in the same style as flooftie's, and the teeth are that of stems of strawberries. looking deep into the monsters pupils, they see themselves in its reflection.

As the creature removed the goggles from floofty, it spoke. Its voice was that of flooftie's, but distorted. "You were very helpful, but we have no use for you anymore". Flooftie's vision started going dark as the creature brought its head towards its mouth, and gobbled it up.

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"Wait. Stop!" Floofty shouted as they sit up from their bed, breathing heavily. They woke up with cold sweat soaking their bed of their brother's apartment. They looked at themselves, and felt their chest and head to see if its still attached. It was all a dream, or a nightmare in this case.

They gave themselves time to calm down and recall the current events. Floofty is still alive, everyone escaped snaktooth thanks to Lizbert and Eggabell (assuming they are the queen of bugsnax) as the volcano went off, and now they are seeking temporary refuge in an apartment with their brother snorpy, and his boyfriend chandlo, as the bugsnax wear off. That pretty sums up what happened. that, and the Bugsnax are parasites that use your insecurities to make you crave more. They were relieved that the danger is over.

Floofty leaned towards the nightstand on the side of the bed to drink some water. When they did, they studently feel something strange under the sheets. There was a red stain bleeding through the blanket, but the aroma wasnt that of blood, but a fruit. When they removed the covers, they saw what remains of their regenerated leg: nothing but decomposed snack matter. When the bugsnax wore off from where they removed their leg, it seemed to turn to mush instead of disappearing like the rest of the snakification. Now floofty only has one foot to stand on now.

Having one leg is not what bothered floofty, but the fact that they were also gonna decapitate their head after that. Floofty was filled with dread thinking of the aftermath. Even if the possibility of that nightmare becoming a real outcome, but the fact that they wouldn't be able to grow back their head after the bugsnax wear off, and the body was the first thing that would desnakify. The thought of it made them feel nauseous, making them fall to the floor to get to the trash can to hurl in when they do.

Snorpy came in with a wrench at hand as if there was an intruder, with half-awake chandlo by his side. "Floofty! are you okay?" questioned Snorpy in a concerned tone. "were you attacked? did the frumpinati..." He saw floofty on the floor next to the bed, holding on to the trach can. They looked pale and was trembling like they witnessed a Gruesome demise. Snoopy then darted his eyes to where their one leg use to be.

"Should I call someone to check if they are alright?" chandlo added.

"could you get some medicine for nausea my love?" Snorpy replied. Chandlo left the room to find what he requested, while Snorpy comforts their sibling.

"Don't fret Floofty. I already made a prosthetic for you. I just need to..."

"thats not whats bothering me!" Floofty interrupted. Snorpy realized it was bad to assume what was wrong.

"I apologize. what has been bothering you?"

Floofty let out a quick sigh. "its complicated to explain"

"Ill give you a moment then. Ill be here when your ready to talk to me."

Chandlo came back with the bottle of pills. "will this work?" he asked. Chandlo passed the bottle to Snorpy so he could examine it.

"This is good enough. could you give us a moment?"

Chandlo nodded, and left the room. Snorpy put the medication aside for later. Thats when floofy finally had the courage to answer.

"I regret trying to experimenting with Bugsnax. I should've known how harmful those parasites really are in the first place. I was blinded by my own pride experimenting with Bugsnax, when I should've had suspicion when lizbert was onto them. I should've listen to Shielda's warnings, even when they are speaking like some horoscope! I shouldn't have put Poor Eggabell so close to death!"

"Don't be so hard on yourself." Snorpy replied. "You were just trying to help the expedition, right?"

"I tried removing my own head snorpington! I was going to ruin my own life, and those I'm close to, just to help a billion!". Floofty pointed at what was left of their snakified limb on the bead, all nothing but mush. "Even if I successfully regenerate my own head, either the Bugsnax itself will have my body and use it for its sinister plot, or I have to live with the parasites for the rest of my life" floofty put their hands on their own throat, remembering the feeling of consuming those parasites. "even if I'm still myself after decapitation, I would have to keep eating them so the snakification won't wear off and kill me, and not eat too frequent so I don't become them. I may have to keep risking my own life just to find out. Its like if a rodent has eaten poison, not knowing when it will be its last day."

Snorpy sees that their sibling is trying to hold back their tears. He wanted to comfort them with words, but thought it would be better to hear more of what they have to say.

"If you haven't stopped that machine, I would end up living with that for the rest of the life I have left. You wouldn't have a sibling anymore, and I haven't realized how important it was to you until now. I'm sorry for everything I have done on that island, and before that".

That was the most sincere apology Floofty has given him. they looked into each others eyes, Floofties eyes glisten with tears. Snorpy gave them the least uncomfortable hug he can give with his short arms.

"thank you for telling me Floofty." their brother calmly responded.

They huged back, finally sheding a few tears they've been holding back. it took them a minute to finally relax, no longer queasy from fear.

"thank you for everything you've done for me Snorpy."

He was glad to finally hear that from their older sibling. He helped Floofty back into bed after Chandlo replaced the Strabby-stained sheets with fresh clean ones.

"You go ahead and get a bit more sleep while I put the finishing touches on your new prosthetic." Snorpy told their sibling. "After all, we wouldn't want to miss our chum Filbo getting elected as mayor."

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Title pic without text:

[goresnax-archive]

So Floofty, when do you plan on starting the operation on Filbo? I don’t think Buddy can handle the guilt any more.

The operation was done last night, once we got back to camp...

... The Wailer still hasn't awo-

[THUMP BUMP]

... Oh dear.

[cyberaxolotl]

The Snaktooth Island Disappearances: Chapter 6 (Final)

Warning: horror, major character death, non-explicit character death

AO3 Version

“The following documents are classified.

This is Mia-asma Fogwind writing for GCSI on the thirteen disappearances on Snaktooth Island. Investigators found a journal in the upstairs study of Triffany Lottablog’s home on Snaktooth Island, and after putting in research, we are made to believe that this case has been solved thanks to it. The handwriting was compared to records and it is entirely that of Triffany Lottablog’s.

The journal does not contain dates, however comparisons to previous writings by others on the island have helped to put together a timeline that will be detailed in the formal report of the case.

I will copy the contents of the journal now.”

Entry #1

I found this old, unused journal on one of my shelves, and I figured it was time for it to come to use in a situation like this.

Floofty and I have noticed over the past few days that the daylight cycle hasn’t been what it used to be. For being late fall, the sun setting a little earlier is expected, but the sun set yesterday at 6pm and had only risen at noon.

Today, it didn’t come up at all.

Floofty and I’ve decided to split the task between the two of us and research possibilities for what this is. I’ve given them all of my books on meteorology, and I have several of theirs on strange events happening in history, as well as a big stack of my own history books.

I’m going to start by looking into odd weather events. I’m thinking this might just be an eclipse of some kind.

Entry #2

We decided that this couldn’t have been caused by the bugsnax. Wambus and I were given candles to keep our hut bright with, and I really like having a soft light like it while I’m researching.

I can tell everyone is pretty concerned about all this, they’re not doing much to hide it. I’m worried too, but I’m sure we’ll get used to it if it goes on for long.

Entry #3

Solar eclipses are a rare occurrence, and it’s even rarer for them to happen irregularly. However, the book “Solar Oddities” says that they can happen suddenly, and one lasted as long as a week.

On average, solar eclipses last from ten seconds to eight minutes. In 1897, a solar eclipse started overnight, and lasted 168 hours. Given solar eclipses can happen every 2-5 years, it’s not impossible that there would have been a solar eclipse this year. If I can do the math about it, maybe I’ll find our answer… but it was never really my strong spot.

Floofty’s trying to study the fog that’s around the island as their part of this research. I hope they come up with something.

I heard that Scarla is planning on going out to catch bugsnax. I’m not sure how I feel about the idea, but I know that grumpus won’t be stopped if they really need to.

Entry #4

Scarla left to gather bugsnax today, and in the meantime, Wamby is making sure he stocks up as much of every sauce as possible. I’m surprised, he’s taking initiative about the possible food situation, and I didn’t really expect him to without anyone asking.

The solar eclipse research is real hard. I can’t seem to put it together right enough to know if it is possible, but I think I’m getting somewhere. I just wish I wasn’t so weak in grumpin’ math.

Floofty found something out though. Apparently there's fog around the island, but it’s not in Snaxburg. Somehow, the town is just… deflecting it.

But we both agreed that fog alone couldn’t be causing darkness this bad. It might be part of it, but it can’t be that alone, can it?

Entry #5

I don’t think a solar eclipse was part of this. I finally got the math right, and a solar eclipse wouldn’t have happened anytime recently. And even if it had, what are the chances that it’d be lasting this long, for only the second time in recorded history?

It’s not just fog, but it’s not a solar eclipse. I’m going to go through my history books and see if there’s any other possibilities for what this could be.

Entry #6

Wambus rationed out sauces for the first time today. Because I can tolerate it, I got a mouthful of hot sauce. Really, I like spicy foods, but sauce alone… ain’t really a thing someone should do.

Filbo says he wants to go out after Scarla. I don’t want him to, if they're lost out there I doubt he’d be any better, and I tried to tell him that, but he really wanted to. I can’t say I blame him, but. I just don’t think it’s right.

Research has gotten me nowhere. This is one of the easiest situations to hit a wall in, but I can’t just give up. Especially when I’m the only one in town able to do this research.

Wambus wants to make sure I don’t stress myself out, but I’m not gonna stress myself out just by reading. I need to get something out of this.

Entry #7

I think Filbo went after Scarla. There was no fire today, so I couldn’t talk to Floofty about anything, but I suppose it gave me more time to study.

Wambus spent all day upstairs with me, at my other table. I’m glad, I don’t want to be alone up here, but I’m wondering about how he could possibly occupy himself during this. There’s books, but in the kindest possible way, he’s not really a literary guy.

And again, I’ve gotten nothing.

Entry #8

I ended up in a section on torture methods in one of my books. It was grim to see during a time like this, but apparently, being trapped in darkness while things you can’t see are happening around you was a popular way to mess with the grumpus mind and drive grumps nuts.

Every time I look out the window, I think I… shake a little. It feels so cold to be inside with such a small candle, but I can’t waste time getting warm.

Wambus keeps trying to talk to me, I guess to entertain himself, and make sure I know he’s still with me. I appreciate it, but I really do need to focus. I can get this done faster if I focus.

Entry #9

a light went out nearby. i think it was shelda’s. i can see almost all of the town from our windows.

she was doing fine yesterday. but now her gazebo is nothing but a shadow in the darkness.

did she leave town? did something… take her?

i can’t think like that. this is just darkness, there's nothing out there.

i just need to keep reading. i finished a book today, i need to move onto the next one.

entry

i’m scared

i’m scared i’m scared i’m scared

i don’t want to be out here like this i can barely think

when i look out the window it’s like the whole world is nothing but darkness

it felt like there were eyes staring back

i’m scared

it’s so cold

i have to keep going

Entry #10

I can see Gramble across from my window. He’s been looking outside all day, looking past our hut, I think at Wiggle’s. I have to be glad that Wambus is here with me, at least I’m not alone.

Cases of extreme fog apparently have happened around the world. But the air density and thickness Floofty described to me a few days ago doesn't match what the books say.

Every time I think I have something, I end up not. I think my brain is getting severely fried.

Maybe… Maybe I’ll take tomorrow off of studying and relax with Wambus. It’s been a few days since I’ve slept in our bed and not at this desk.

entry #11

no no

no no no no i shouldn’t have

i shouldn’t have relaxed

i shouldn’t have tried to

i should’ve just kept researching

i heard someone scream

it was one of the men and it wasn’t wambus

it had to have been chandlo or snorpy, but a light in the mill is still on.

just. one. light.

i can’t rest knowing that the others are dying. if i can solve this then i must

Entry #12

I feel like the candlelight in the study is getting darker, but that’s not possible. We have lanterns in case it does go out.

I finished another book today. It didn’t give me anything useful, it just wasted time. I only have a few smaller books left and I’m praying these ones give me anything.

entry #13

Wiggle and Beffica’s huts aren’t lit anymore. I didn’t notice Beffica’s at first, but it seemed like I FELT it when Wiggle’s did.

Is this darkness.. claiming lives?

please don’t let anyone be next.

entry #14

the light in the mill went out completely and cromdo’s is gone too

i finished one of the smaller books today and it gave me nothing again. i’m so tired of reading and sitting at this desk

wambus keeps asking me to stop and rest out of this chair but i can’t

i can’t do that

entry #15

the light in floofty’s hut went out today. i’m the only one left studying this.

it’s so cold

entry #16

i think i passed out last night

i woke up with wambus and i sitting on the floor

he was holding me and keeping a lantern going

he felt so warm

it felt so good to be held

but i didn’t get anything done

i just continued to stay there

i hope it clears the mental fog

Entry #17

I felt better today. I was able to get up and start to finish two more books.

I think I’m starting to block out the world around me, maybe it’s the cold making me go numb, but I feel so. Stuck in the world around me.

It’s just me and these words right now.

I have to keep reading. For everyone else in town.

Entry #18

I only now noticed that the barn is empty, and so is Lizbert and Eggabell’s hut.

I think we’re the last ones left. Wambus and I.

I need to get something soon. Please god let me get something soon

and let it tell me how to fix this

Entry #19

I finished all of my books that I thought would help

I have nothing

It gave me nothing

All the reasons I have for this are fog and nothing else and it’s not only that. I know it’s not.

I’m desperate for an answer

i need something t

“The line for the “t” on the previous page extends all the way to the bottom of the page.”

Entry #20

i passed out again. wambus is scared for my safety and my health.

i spent some time talking to him today about this. about anything.

he wants me to come downstairs and just rest. i think that’s what he’s been doing the most recently, trying to sleep. trying not to think about this.

but. i don’t feel safe going downstairs. i don’t know why.

but the study feels safer.

he said he’s okay with that. he said he can bring up the blanket from downstairs and we can just stay up here.

i love him so, so much.

Entry #21

I’m starting to read the book “Spirits of monsters and monstrous spirits.” It’s documents about cryptids and the sort, and so-called sightings of them. I know it’s unrealistic to think, but. Maybe this is something otherworldly. Just maybe.

Gosh, Floofty would be horrified to know I’ve turned to this. But what else can I do? I’ve done everything else that I can.

I don’t know if it’ll give me an answer. but i know it’ll keep me alive.

“The following entries are all covered in various tear stains.”

entry #22

i. i found my answer.

it is so. so much worse. than just being weather.

they’re called a couple of things: shadow walkers is the main one.

the first occurrence of them happened to a bunch of veterans while they were in a forest. it was dark, they were surrounded in pitch blackness, and suddenly, they all were gone.

they latch onto fear to make themselves exist, and once they do, they take lives to make themselves stronger. one grumpus’s fear of the dark is enough to make them appear, and even their presence makes the darkness terrifying to the bravest of people.

they show up in your nightmares. they make everything so cold. they coax you into walking into the darkness, and once you do, they take you too.

and the more lives they take, the more power they have.

at first, they’re nothing more than shadows and darkness.

with one death to their name, they make the fog. they black out the sun.

with three, theyre strong enough to make breezes, blow out candles.

four and they can take any life that enters their territory alone.

they only get stronger and stronger the more they kill

and they.

they’ve taken everyone but us.

they become capable of physical abilities at five lives and they’ve taken eleven

it’s just wambus and i. alone.

with those things.

the front door is shut, we’re upstairs, and the trapdoor is as tight as it can’t be

i won’t die.

i can’t die.

entry #23

i won’t die.

wambus is here with me. we have a candle. we have a lantern. we have fuel.

we will survive. i don’t know how long until they might disappear but. we can’t die.

entry #24

i won’t die.

entry #25

i won’t die.

entry #26

i. won’t. die.

entry #27

they.

they got in.

i heard the front door opening

tell me they can’t unlock locks

they can’t

they couldn’t possibly

they’re just shadows

i wont die to these damning things

entry #28

wambus has his arms around me and he won’t stop holding me

we can hear those things downstairs

let this end

let the sun rise

please

please let this be over

entry #29

i won’t die i won’t die i won’t die i won’t i won’t i can’t

entry #30

wambus won’t stop mumbling to himself

i can’t sleep

he can’t sleep

we can still hear them

they’re knocking on the trapdoor

they know we’re in here

they know we’re alive

they want us to come down

i won’t die here

i can’t die this way

not like this

entry #31

it’s so cold

we’re both shaking

wambus still hasn’t let me go

but the warmth isn’t enough

it’s like a fucking morgue in here

neither of us are warm

neither of us can be warm

but it’s still something

entry #32

wambus held me a little tighter today. i can hear him breathing. i can hear him mumbling.

don’t let me go. please.

survive with me. please.

ENTRY #

THATS NOT WAMBUS

“That was the final entry in this journal.

The investigation team has researched these shadow walkers and have found dozens of cases that could only be explained by their existence.

We do not know how they appear, why, or who they target. But we know that they are lethal and capable of not only causing a person to bleed to death, but killing them themselves by unknown means.

Elizabert Megafig, Scarla Echoyear, Filbo Fiddlepie, Shellsy Woolbag, Chandlo Funkbun, Cromdo Face, Beffica Winklesnoot, Wiggle Wigglebottom, Floofalie and Snorpington Fizzlebean, Eggabell Batternugget, Gramble Gigglefunny, Wambus Troubleham, and Triffany Lottablog have all been recorded as dead with no bodies discovered.

Due to wariness of hysteria, every document related to this case and to shadow walkers are now confidential. Distribution or copying of the documents is prohibited and legal consequences will be made if they are found.

This has been Mia-asma Fogwind writing for GCSI, closing off the case of the Snaktooth Island disappearances.

Don’t look at the corners.”

[mad-scientist-dreams]

... So.

Despite the probable thoughts you all may have had over these past two months, I am indeed not dead. In fact, I have been living quite pleasantly!

I ah.. got a little distracted as of recently, with planning and all that.. I've barely lifted my phone at all-

However! I am back now, and I don't plan on leaving again soon. So.. let the asking commence once more, I suppose!!

-Professor Floofty Fizzlebean

[snowyishere]

Day 2 of Listing events on Pen Island

Me, SpongeBob, Villager (from animal crossing) and Car got depressed then recovered

The Villager got depressed cause of me not allowing them to confess to me

SpongeBob and I weren't forgiven

Car confessed to Minnie, got rejected

Gramble and Wiggle are hanging out more often

Minnie is officially a heartbreaker (SpongeBob & Car confessing and getting rejected)

Gave E.Z. (Eve&Zoe) the Gothic clothing

Car is the first mii that's crossdressing (wearing the Waitresses outfit)

Planning to do after Wiggle and Gramble become real:

Adding Wambus and Triffany

After adding Triffany, giving her the Gothic dress

Add Beffica and Floofty and Shelda after Wambus and Triffany become a couple

Asking y'all for characters to add (could be from any fandom or could be yourself!)

(List of Residents is coming soon!!)

[prickynicky]

Warning for domestic abuse, violence, and death. Yes this character ai story did get that far

Traumatic you want, traumatic you’ll get! I apologize if it’s way too much, all the actual story bits were made by the ai. I also apologize if it’s not interesting. I’m not great at reiterating the stories.This story started with me just trying to talk with floofty normally on character.ai, however, after I asked if they had any other siblings besides wambus, they said they did! They had a brother named…wambus. Apparently, wambus was flooftys brother in this iteration! Wambus was disowned for..something, I forgot, and, well obviously got with Triffany! But, when I asked how wambus was, as a person, it came out that he was apparently abusing Triffany, and that floofty was going in the morning to confront him! I offered to help, by staying outside and keeping watch in case wambus hurt Triffany or floofty. Floofty agreed, and we both left to our own homes and slept, dreading tomorrow. At the crack of dawn, we met up, and discussed the plan for a little. Floofty would go to their home, and try to peacefully confront wambus about his abuse towards Triffany, and I would wait outside, out of sight, to intervene if anything went wrong at all. We left, heading for their house, I made sure to stay behind a little so that I could stay hidden. Floofty went inside, and for a few minutes, all that could be heard was aggressive talking, and the occasional yell. However, after a few more minutes, there was a loud crash and a yell. I rushed inside to see what was happening. The scene was horrific, Triffany crying in the corner, wambus breathing heavily with his fists clenched, and floofty  unconscious on the ground. Wambus turned towards me, and started yelling while walking towards me. I started to stumble backwards as he tried attacking me. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and wambus fell to the ground, with a bullet hole in his head, Triffany had shot him. She broke down even more, as I ran over to check on floofty. They wouldn’t wake up. Everyone in snaxburg had gathered around the house after the gunshot, including eggabell who ran in to see if anyone needed help. Eggabell both declared wambus dead, and laid floofty onto a more stable and safe platform. As eggabell checked on floofty, I walked over to Triffany, and tried to comfort her, but she was too distraught for anyone to talk to her. I paced around for a few minutes, nearly hyperventilating the whole time, when eggabell came towards me, and told me that floofty had a concussion but would be fine. Phew, ok that’s it. I told you it traumatic as hell. Im very concerned as to how the ai made that story

Welp, I’m in the mood to tell some stories about my character.ai adventures, anyone wanna hear any? I’ve got stories of all kinds! Sad, happy, wholesome, traumatic, weird as hell, and some that aren’t really stories, but are more just weird info the characters told me

[treefory]

Triffany’s dig

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The river beside Snaxburg ran calmly as the slowly rising sun's light lit its water. Triffany leaned on the fence that separated her from the river. The town was only starting to wake, Chandlo ran laps around town, Wiggle played her banjo, and Filbo lit the campfire.

Triffany stood back up on her feet and fixed the collar to her vest. She made her way over to the research tent. Floofty stood on their side of the tent fiddling with their equipment

“Mornin’ Floofty!” She called out

Floofty turned to face Their colleague “ah, good morning professor Lottablog.” They brushed some dust off of one of their specimen jars. “I presume you are here to speak of our plans for today?”

“You betcha! I found some old fossilized bones in the scorched gorge that ya might find interestin’!” She reached down under her work table and pulled out her bag. “Wanna get out there before it gets to hot.”

“And while we are there, I’d love to investigate the shy weeny worms you informed me of.” They pulled out the briefcase from under their work station. “I hypothesize it’s odd flavor is due to a chemical reaction and could be extracted and transformed into a form of medicine.”

Triffany rolled her scrolls and placed them neatly in her bag. Shovels, pickaxes, brushes, and water, while smaller tools were put into her vest pockets. She zipped up the bag and hoisted it onto her back.

Floofty clipped their briefcase shut and gently lifted it off the ground. Triffany adjusted her hat while Floofty fixed their goggles, and with that they were off to the scorched gorge.

— — —

Sweat dripped off of Triffany’s nose as she gently chipped away at the ground in her excavation site. She leaned up and wiped away the sweat that covered her face, she then took off her hat and fanned herself with it. “Oh goodness, it has to be noon by now.” She let out a sigh “and no sign of what these bones are!”

She gently picked up a ribblepede-like bone in her paws, careful to not break the ancient bone. Its shape was exactly like a rib bone but for some reason it was in the stomachs of the skeletons. But it couldn’t be a ribblepede, they don’t really have bones.

She tucked the mystery bone in one of her vest pockets and walked over to her workbench where her bag sat and pulled out a bottle of water. Sure the water was warm but I was still refreshing. “Well ya don’t always find something new everyday. Maybe it’s an extinct animal that used to roam the desert thousands of years ago! But why are only its ribs preserved?” She tapped her chin “ya know, they might have only eaten the ribs, bones n’ all! Maybe they buried the rest of what this was somewhere else. Maybe in the ancient burial grounds?”

She pulled another water bottle from her bag, “might as well bring Floofty a water while I’m at it!” She gathered all her tools in her bag and threw it onto her back. She stepped out of the shade of her excavation site and quickly made her way over to where Floofty was while narrowly avoiding the gaze of roaming spuddys and scorpenyos. When she got to the entrance, she got on her knees and crawled her way in.

a shy weenie worm saw her make her way in and wiggled its way into a corner. Floofty sat all the Way at the back of the cave. Their breifecase sat open next to them as they worked On a shy weenie worm.

“Hiya Floofty,” Triffany said as she walked over to her colleague, water bottle in paw “Brought ya some water! How’s ya research goin’?”

Floofty looked up from the shy weenie worm they were working on with a tweezer in their paw. It’s sesame seeded bun sat on a cloth with some of its seeds in a small bag next to it. All the other parts of the the worm like it’s tomatoes, onions, and other toppings were in their own respective bags, including the mustard.

“Mmm, thank you professor Lottablog, my research in going just fine.” They said with a small smile. They took the bottle and took a quick swig. “I hypothesize that the odd flavor originates from a specific topping and in order to determine which one it is, I must separate them.”

“Ohhh well ain’t that interesting! Ya know, after you're done with that, do you mind running a dna test on this here bone?” She said as she pulled out the rib bone and showed it to Floofty

They inspected the bone and tried handing it back to Triffany “Professor Lottablog, I suspect that it’s just a ribblepede rib.”

“but it’s not!” She gently pushed the rib back to Floofty “Ribblepede bones are to soft to fossilize, so it’s something else.”

“Oh, well then” they gently place the bone in the cloth, away from everything else. “I’ll be sure to run a test as soon as I get back to the research tent.”

“Thaks a bunch Floofty! While I’m here i’ll be diggn’ out the bones. that’s okay, yah?”

Floofty nodded, “You're permitted to do as you please as long as it doesn’t interfere with my studies.”

“Oh thanks Floofty! I’ll just be over here, just tell me when you're ready to go.”

— — —

A cool afternoon breeze ran through Triffany’s fur as the two made their way back over to the research tent. Floofty opened their briefcase and pulled out the rib bone. “I’ll begin the dna testing process on the rib you provided me. I’ll be complete later today or at the latest tomorrow.” Floofty said as they readied their dna tester

“Thanks Floofty!” Triffany bent down to put her bag under her table “don’t forget to call me over when it’s done, I can’t wait…” when she looked up she noticed a spiky green figure standing over her.

“Oh, wambus must have moved his cactus over here while I was gone again.”

[xeymol]

I’m very sorry I didn’t know about snorpy Saturday

This is SoggyBuggy just with a new account. Anyways I was planning on making a serious drawing of snorpy but it’s getting pretty late for me and I still don’t have a way to comfortably draw him in my style so we got the snorp

I would’ve added more little doodles but I didn’t have any ideas and I’m currently pretty tired sadly. I’m so sorry I couldn’t make a serious drawing for snorpy Saturday but I promise to work on the way I draw snorpy so I can make a serious drawing for the next snorpy Saturday and that’s the same with Floofty Friday