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poppy-and-boxtens-world · 1 month ago

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Poppy and Boxtens world of Creativity; Character Masterpost

This post will show off all characters in the au

(Reminder that designs may change at times, and some posts may contain older designs then shown here, thanks for your patience)

(Both me and my friend have made character cards. Mine will be in this normal font)

(While hers is in the chat font)

(Lore is in normal font, small, strikethrough, and italic)

Main Characters

Poppy

“Bright and Cheery, Poppy loves showing Kids about everything there is to see in the world. She loves to entertain everyone and makes sure they have a smile on their face, helping them when they feel down.”

“Poppy is an adventurous spirit who adores the outdoors. Despite how many time she may get hurt or cut she always finds a way to get back up! Outgoing and excitable it's very easy for her to befriend and get along with almost anyone she meets!”

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Role; Star of the Show

Swaps with; Dandy

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Boxten

“While more shy then the other star, Boxten will still show kids how far their imagination can get them. A brilliant inventor, he’ll help kids with any problems they may have and make sure they all are using their time to the fullest.”

“Boxten is a well kept inventor who perfers to stay indoors. Although... *most* of his creations have a tendency to... well explode- he never gives up and always figures out the problem and fixes it! He's much more shy than his female counterpart but that doesn't stop him from making friends and getting along with everyone!”

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Role; Star of the Show / Inventor

Swaps with; Dandy

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Tisha

“Tisha is a bright toon that helps the others whenever they have a nightmare. Using what she creates, she makes sure everyone has the best time they can during the night. Though she is a bit of a neat freak.”

“Tisha is poppy and boxtem best friend and the maker of the dreamscape! They do everything in thier power to make sure everything that you get a good rest!

...oh thier eye? Don't worry about that ^^”

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Role; Dreamcatcher

Swaps with; Astro

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Flutter

“Taken care of by the two stars. Flutter is an embodiment of curiosity, beauty, and kindness taking place in the form of a butterfly. She loves to play with the kids, making them smile and laugh whenever she can.”

“Flutter is the lovely pet butterfly of our two lovely host! They are carefree and naive, making taking care of them a bit hard, but they are always loved none the less!!

⚠️ DO NOT PULL ON FLUTTER'S WINGS, THEY ARE FRAGILE AND THIS HARMS THE TOON. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO HOLD ONTO FLUTTER WHILE THEY ARE FLYING, THEY CANNOT CARRY YOU.⚠️”

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Role; Pet

Swaps with; Pebbles

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Rodger

“Owner of the biggest museum. Rodger is a researcher and explorer who will find many things from the past to display. While a bit rough, he likes to make sure everyone is safe and can enjoy their time in his museum. Though he’s had a bit of a…thief problem lately.”

“Rodger is a veteran adventure who refuses to retire! Despite thier old age Rodger still is out and about looking for any new treasure to add to his museum!!! Rodger is extremely caring ti those around him despite his rough appearance, some may even say fatherly!!”

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Role; Museum Curator

Swaps with; Shelly

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Cosmo

“Being a great baker, Cosmo loves to make treats for all the other toons. He owns a bakery that his best friend Sprout helps him run. Though quite shy, he’s still always happy to greet any customers, especially kids.”

“Cosmo is an amazing baker, probably the best there is! They are up almost everyday making amazing treats for everyone, especially for his friends! He's more then willing to teach his recipes to anyone who ask! You can always find him in our diner, but if you want to meet him up close you should ask about our birthday bundle!!!”

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Role; Baker

Swaps with; Sprout

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yea

Razzle and Dazzle

“Quite the performing duo, Razzle and Dazzle frequently have shows infront of other toons. They will have guest actors occasionally and love showing others about their passion. On top of that, they love to meet kids after their show and interact with them.”

“Razzle and Dazzle our the greatest performance to date! Acting, dancing, and singing! The two can do it all! The two have thier diffrences but it never problem, the two are practically in perfect sync!! Razzle is already ready to cheer up his friends, and Dazzle is more then ready to protect anyone! Wanna see these two in action? Watch our first live action short film: [placeholder]!!!”

“Notes to staff:

-please do not let rnd see kids without staff watching him, we can't keep almost getting sued

-Please do not let dandy help rnd, send in either astro or sprout to help if staff is unable.”

(Important emotion chart here)

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Role; Major Actors

Swaps with; Vee

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Side Toons

Dandy

“Assistant to the two stars, and rest of the mains. Dandy is always happy to help whenever needed, though he isn’t always the most enthusiastic. He takes care of Pebble and his own garden in the free time, despite not having much due to all the work he has.” he got jealous, he’s the cause, don’t. trust. him.

“Dandy is our personal staff mascot!!! He was made to help with things the humans can't, and to also to help teach kids how to teach your local staff!! Although he can be clumsy at times he always makes sure his job is one well done!!!”

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Role; Assistant

Swaps with; Poppy and Boxton

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Astro

“The main janitor for everyone, Astro has the job to help make sure everyone’s separate places are clean when they ask for his help. He will always get the job done though does commonly fall asleep in the process. He wears a towel as a blanket due to not dirty any of his own, and it’s useful in some circumstances.”

“Astro is another staff mascot of our! Thought unlike dandy he works the nightshift and helps keeps things clean! As tiring it gets he never give up!! Though working late night makes it hard to meet others...”

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Role; Janitor

Swaps with; Tisha

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Pebble

“Owned by Dandy, Pebble is a bit of an excitable wolf though loves the kids. He’s always gentle with them and anything compared to his and Dandy’s job though can sometimes be rough with the mains.”

“Pebbles is proof you shouldn't judge a book by its cover! A beast everyone thought was a monster turned out to be a friendly dog! They are under the care of friendly staff mascot dandy!

⚠️ pebbles is a cartoon, please do not be friends with wolves in real life. ⚠️”

Brandon wtf I said no to this toon. This is bad message to kids

Sorry my ideas are too much for you, but last I checked we were a team.

You could've at least reworked them to not be a wild f****** animal.

it's a rock, I doubt kids are that stupid Penelope.

You don't understand, get rid of it!!

I already made the script, the toons already know about it, what do I tell them? "Sorry mom said I have to put the dog down."?

ugh, fine I get it. Just don't do this again

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Role; Pet

Swaps with; Flutter

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Shelly

“A detective that works on various cases, Shelly is who everyone turns to when they have a mystery. She’s solved various cases with her main one to be helping Rodger, though she does seem to enjoy the museum outside of that.”

“Shelly is an amazing deceive whos always up to the case!! Although she prefers her alone time she's already to help any toons with any possible cases! No matter how hard it gets, she always closes a case!”

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Role; Detective

Swaps with; Rodger

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Sprout

“Sprout is the helper at Cosmos baker. Loving to help his best friend, Sprout always will do his best to make good pastries to sell. He typically interacts with customers less yet is still put into that position occasionally. He is also a bit… protective of Cosmo.”

“Sprout is another one of our staff mascots! They work in the diner helping with anything they can, one day hoping to become a baker like the great Cosmo!! Though he makes far too many mistakes to ever be good...”

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Role; Assistant baker

Swaps with; Cosmo

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Vee

“An up and coming tv host, Vee is not one to back down. While her show isn’t the most popular at the moment, she hasn’t given up to get it the audience it deserves. She luckily knows how to work on all the technical aspects.”

“Vee is everyone favorite machine!!! They are one of the first toons you'll meet in our discovery center; where you can challenge yourself to a game of trivia to really test if you're smarter then a machine!! Though careful! She get emotional!!”

(Important emotion chart here)

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Role; Rookie Gameshow host

Swaps with; Razzle and Dazzle

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Finnley

“A rascal and troublemaker for everyone. Finn loves to make people mad with his rude comments and bad fish puns, never learning and never changing as he annoys the other toons. No one likes a bully!”

“Finn is quite the annoying toon! Using his puns to get under people skin! Everyone tried thier best to try and get along with him but he just can't play nice... No one likes a bully

Finnley is no longer allowed to be out during visitation hours. We apologize for the inconvenience.

-World of Creativity: Discovery Center.”

Brandon why did you tell Archer it was ok to bring Finn out

what is it now.

An upset parent tried to kill him!

deserved

CAN YOU TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!?

We can just fix him

Creating a water safe mixture that actually looked like glass took us ages!

then who cares? Not like he's important

he is HALF BLIND NOW!!

We can make an excuse it'll be fine.

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Role; Bully

Swaps with; Shrimpo

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Shrimpo

"While stoic and quiet, Shrimpo knows quite a lot about marine life. He’ll typically keep to himself engrossed in his research, and won’t bother most people though will get annoyed if you’re persistent in bothering him."

“Shrimpo is the owner of the discovery center's aquarium section!! They know everything there can be known about the sealife living within the center! He can be a bit protective of the fish within his protection though.”

Note to staff: Banarby please keep a better eye on your toon. We can't keep having him snapping at kids. -B

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Role; Marine Biologist

Swaps with; Finn

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Brightney

“Skilled creator in the art of glass making. Brightney loves to show off her crafts and let kids take any she makes, with safety procedures and parents permission of course. A true bookworm at heart, she loves learning different things and making art off it.”

“Brightney is a talented glass artist, who can bring simple glass into beautiful shapes and colors!!! She loves making things to share with her friends and showing kids how she makes them! Though we recommend keeping a safe distance, things can get hot!”

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Role; Glass artist

Swaps with; Goob + Scraps

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Scraps

“Head teacher to show kids about creativity. Scraps is always willing to help and teach any kids that come by, showing them everything she can about what they want to learn.”

“Scraps is a very caring, and clever teacher! They are always willing to teach both kids and thier friends new things! Though arts and craft is where they truly shine, showing kids how creative they can be!!”

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Role; Art teacher

Swaps with; Brightney

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Goob

“Goob loves to make people feel happy and valued. He’s always willing to cheer anyone who comes to him needing help! Kids love to come to him whenever they’re feeling down.”

“Dr. Goob is the little brother of Ms. Scraps and our resident therapist! They always want to do whatever they can to make you feel better! Non judgemental and a friend to all goob is the perfect toon to tell all your problems to!

-We are required by law to mention Goob is not an officially licensed therapist. If you order a therapy session with him, he will be accompanied by his handler who IS a licensed therapist -World of Creativity Discovery Center”

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Role; Therapist

Swaps with; Brightney

Can be asked; Yes

Design finalized; Yes

Gigi

“Character info will be added”

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Role; N/A

Swaps with; N/A

Can be asked; No

Design finalized; No

Toodles

“Character info will be added”

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Role; N/A

Swaps with; N/A

Can be asked; No

Design finalized; No

Glisten

“Character info will be added”

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Role; N/A

Swaps with; N/A

Can be asked; No

Design finalized; No

Teagan

“Character info will be added”

Icon for posts; N/A

Role; N/A

Swaps with; N/A

Can be asked; No

Design finalized; No

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mymreaderlibrary · 1 year ago

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Hey buddy, gotta say, fucking LOVE your old man yaoi post with price and reader. It's also one of my favorite things and shit if you'd like could you write more about them? Like I need these two old men to finally own up and kiss damnit 😭

I wanted to get this out way earlier but ANYWAYS IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT AAAAGHHGH I honestly wanted to write about it a lil more but I wasn’t sure. I hope this is good, no beta cause I’m a looney toons of a writer who’s stubborn as hell.

[old friends to lovers, slight angst, injury ment, laswell is so fuckin annoyed by being the only smart person, use of y/n though they’re kinda treated more like an oc sorry, the ramblings continue]

[length: 1324 words]

They didn't speak of the night before, but they honestly didn't have to. Y/n and Price could tell their feelings were mutual, or at least stronger than a typical friendship, but instead they chose to be stopped by an invisible road block.

For y/n it was the feeling of lost time. They weren't young anymore, they didn't have the energy nor time for things like relationships and... well he wasn't sure if Price would want to be stuck with an old fart like himself. Price aged in a way that'd make any man jealous meanwhile y/n? Not so much. He was greying, his bones ached more often than not, he spent half of his time drinking shitty liquor that made his teeth reek, and, as much as he hates to admit it, he's just not handsome anymore. Price deserved to be with someone who still had life to them. Maybe a spunky military gal who could keep him on his toes or private operative with an infinite list of missions to complete. What he didn't need, however, was someone who already had their chance and wasted it. Y/n should've told him just how much Price meant to him, how much he envied the people who got to stay by his side. He should've searched for him, got on his hands and knees and begged to come with. Convince whoever had them separated to change their mind. He didn't care if he still went through the same pain he did when he was alone, if he had to amputate his own damn leg again, or deal with the loss of his parents one more time. As long as he could've done it by Price's side he would've been happy or at the very least satisfied. But that was the past and the current y/n could never catch up to the man Price had become.

However for Price it was guilt. He remembered the days that y/n and him felt invincible. Like every little thing was just a stepping stone in their grand journey to glory. No matter the pain they persevered, found solutions where others would've given up, made names for themselves amongst crowds of soldiers all baring the same purpose. Too bad those names couldn't stop them from being split up, from losing their friends, their families, from being sent all across the world with no way of knowing if the other was even alive. Those names couldn't stop y/n from losing his entire calf... (Price hated that he only knew of his friends injury due a rumor involved with y/n's discharge). Y/n shouldn't even be here, his time in the military was over, he paid his penance, he should be at home watching tv on a leather couch with a beer in hand. Nothing on the mind but whatever sore loser couldn't figure out tonight's Jeopardy categories. But no, Price had to go and drag him out from retirement, right back onto the front lines. Straight back into trouble. Even if he wasn't on the field that didn't mean he was away from risk. His mere association with the 141 planted a target on his back that wouldn’t be removed by simply walking away. Price didn't feel he deserved y/n's affection not when all he ever did was put him in danger.

So they both stayed like that, infinitely stubborn, hellishly avoidant, and not nearly as sly as they thought. The 141 didn't have a full understanding of what was going on between the two, but they could tell there was some unfinished business. Gaz thought maybe one of them slighted the other and neither have taken the step to apologize for it. Soap thought y/n perhaps betrayed Price and that's why he's missing part of his leg. Ghost had... almost the right idea, thinking there was a strange tinge of romantic tension between the two though he assumed it was from something like a love triangle. Maybe y/n and Price loved the same woman and had some unfinished rivalry? Regardless, it was not his problem so much as it didn’t effect the mission.

Laswell however, she knew. She wouldn't have the position she did if information like this just flew past her radar. She knew of their history, she saw how they reacted to one another. Laswell wasn't blind for god's sake, in fact she felt like the only one with eyes at the moment. She wasn't so crass as to demand them to make up and get it over with, but having no one to complain to was definitely testing her patience. Instead she stuck to subtly, casually chatting with Price about y/n and dropping questions in regards to their past missions together and how close they were, hoping to make some wheels turn in his rusted head. She wasn't gonna do more than that however, they were two grown men and if they couldn’t figure it out that was their problem. Could they just be a little more subtle though?

It took until a, quite literally, explosive scenario for them to finally get it together. A bullet had gotten lodged into Price's shoulder after an enemy made a lucky shot. It was far from the worst thing the Captain had faced but it still wasn't great, hurt like a bitch for one. And secondly it seemed to send y/n into a spiral. He was practically fuming when Price got back, going on some sort of rant about hygiene and wound care. Y/n demanded to be the one to dress Price's shoulder with a tone that had the others knowing they were not invited to watch unless they wanted to join in on the incoming lecture. And lecture he did, through the whole process Price could barely get a word in. Y/n paced and raved, threw his arms in the air and even knocked over supplies on accident. He was a complete mess and it wasn't until y/n was literally out breath that the Captain could finally speak.

An explanation of what happened was given, it was just luck (bad luck in regards to Price) that he got hit. This wasn’t overly common and the team knew how to deal with these wounds. Everything was okay, it was going to be fine. This just came with the job, risks were inevitable.

They were quiet, looking at each other and letting the silence permeate the room. Price reached his hand out to touch y/n’s but was caught off guard as the other man suddenly leaned it. Knocking his head against Price’s good shoulder and breathing heavily, y/n shuddered a silent cry. A plead for Price to be safe. Whatever false version of safety he could promise, just please don’t die out there.

The Captain raised his outstretched hand to cup the back of y/n’s head, running a thumb over the stubbled hair. Letting his hand slide to his face and pushing him back just an inch.

Another moment of silence. Hearts beating like rabbits.

“You gonna actually do something or do I-“

Price shut him up as quickly as he could. It was clumsy, a bit shaky, and definitely desperate, but the moment their lips touched it felt like pure ecstatic relief. Relief that this was finally happening, relief that the invisible barrier they built around each other was so weak, but mostly relief that those moments, all those touches and lingering stares weren’t for nothing.

They breathed in each others scent, something they’ve come to know so well and yet in this moment it felt brand new, and infinitely stronger. The spice of a cigar, the sting of sweat, and- oh right, sterile wipes. Price was left to chuckle awkwardly and y/n backed away. Any childish excitement felt would have to wait but at the very least they had this.

#sorry was stuffing my mouth with turkey today so I didn’t finish it when I wanted to #insert video of dude fuckin up that dry ass chicken sandwich #didn’t know if I wanted to add this but was listening to drunk drivers/ killer whales by carseatheadrest for a lot of this #my writing #mw #male reader #x male reader #john price #john price x male reader #probably ooc 😭😭😭😭😭 AURHHFJGNFJFN #im so shy about this help #cod #cod x male reader #price cod #ramblings #old man yaoi

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galactic-glamour-girl-posts · 1 year ago

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Headcanons Time!

--Civilian toons (like Flaxseed, Pa Bear, Josh Polar, etc) are all rejected pitches.

--Pinky thinks Slappy is Skippy's mum.

--Speaking of Skippy, ever since Slappy retired he's moved back in with his parents, who finally returned after their "trip".

--Pinky and The Brain are 2-3 years old physically, but because of their spliced genes they age at a slower rate than other mice, meaning they'll both live for far longer than the average mouse.

--I know the Warners don't age, but if they did I imagine that, in terms of their careers, Yakko would stay an actor but would mainly appear in musical theatre productions rather than TV. He'd also be a stand up comedian on the side.

--Wakko would quit acting. He never hated it, he just found that he was more passionate for other things and wanted to spend his time doing something else. He becomes a food critic (because duh) and is also a mechanic (all that time making gizmos turned out to be pretty useful), which is now what he usually uses his gag bag and mallet for after quitting acting.

--Dot would stay an actress but she'd mostly star in movies rather than TV. She'd also become a model and social activist who fights for women's (and toons') rights.

--When toons are coloured in with digital ink and paint rather than traditional ink and paint, they become part computer program. Although digital ink and paint is more convenient for the human artists, it puts toons in danger of being hacked or even deleted.

#animaniacs #animaniacs reboot #animaniacs 2020 #animaniacs headcanon #headcanons #yakko wakko and dot #yakko warner #wakko warner #dot warner #the warner brothers #the warner sister #the warner siblings #pinky and the brain #patb #slappy squirrel #skippy squirrel #slappy and skippy #that “trip” Skippy's parents took isn't technically a headcanon btw #Sherri Stoner (in character as Slappy) once gave that as an explanation as to where they were #seriously though anyone else think it's weird that both the reboot and a new legacy implied that toons are like living computer programs?#sure it's a coincidence but both their respective franchises imply that they share a universe with the other so is that just a thing now?#yes I know that “Please Submit” was revealed to be a scripted segment in-universe so it doesn't really confirm that toons can be hacked #but ngl it'd actually be kinda cool if they did more with that idea

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two-ton-toons · 5 months ago

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It’s been years since Jessica last set foot in the Ink and Paint Club. It wasn’t the same hot spot it used to be back in the 40s and she wasn’t the same toon. She was 400 lbs heavier and didn’t fill seats like she used to. Not unless she was sitting in them. The only reason she worked up the nerve to come back was to visit her old friend, Betty Boop. It was a shame to hear that Betty never moved on beyond this place but that was the cruel reality for rubberhose toons. There was no place for them in the modern world. Jessica strolled in and wondered where she’d find the toon.

Being in the Ink and Paint Club wasn't all that bad. Sure, she might've not been in the spotlight as much as she used to be, but thankfully she lived on thanks to those cartoon collection sales that get sold in stores. Plus, working at the club gave the five hundred plus pound retired toon something to do. She hummed her usual tune of "Boop-Boop-be-doop!' as she served tables their food. It didn't take her long before seeing Jessica within her peripheral vision.

"Jessica?" She called to the fellow overweight toon. "Jessica, sweetie, is that you?"

#submission #jessica rabbit #betty boop #fat rp

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thebrownssociety · 7 months ago

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Do you have any headcanons on how Public Domain is seen by Toons? I envision that as ... retirement: on January 1st, there's a big party in which the "Public Domainers" receive a gold watch and a plaque thanking them for their service. After that, they're free to go around Toontown to either rest and relax and fulfill their own dreams. Some even came back to the scenes (case in point: Daffy I, the super-silly one from the origins, that came back to Warner Bros after The Looney Tunes Show)

The "Swirly D" (heh, no names given here) scared the actors, telling them that if they ever went into Public Domain, they'd be left alone with their old arch-enemesis (Fleischer Brothers actors) and "those [religious slur] disrespectful know-it-alls" (Looney Tunes). So "Double M" saw many of his friends and siblings finally going into Public Domain and enjoy their newfound freedom missing them dearly ... (is this too "schmalzily-heartwrenching"?)

So...I'm only responding to the first paragraph because I didn't understand the second [Swirly D?].

All of the Toons are trademarked, so they can't really be used outside of Disney/Looney Tunes. As found out when I googled if Mickey is in the public domain. 'Trademark and Rights: While the copyright has expired, Disney still holds the trademark on Mickey as a “corporate mascot and brand identifier.” Creators will not be able to produce any work that deceptively fools consumers into thinking their Mickey is affiliated with Disney. The company will actively safeguard against unauthorized uses of Mickey and other iconic characters'

So basically Mickey can be used but VERY limited. So, did he have a celebration? Yes! Like other Toons who enter the public domain, he got a letter from the head of his company at the time and had a party.

I don't know if anyone's seen pictures of the parties after the war, but it was that kind of thing. A day of work for the Toons [Disney Toons only] and a buffet that stretched out for infinity. Mickey himself mainly left the other Toons to their own devices, but he did have a celebration in his house [Well, mansion] with Minnie, Goofy, Max, Donald, Huey, Dewey and Lewie as well as Oswald and Ortensia. He also invited Bugs, Daffy, Porky and Elmer. [He gets on quite well with Bugs, if you invite Bugs you've got to invite Daffy. The two of them basically dragged Porky and Elmer along, figuring Mickey wouldn't mind. Luckily he didn't.

#Toons Headcanons #Public Domain #Mickey Mouse Headcanons #Disney Headcanons #Bugs and Daffy #Porky Pig #Elmer Fudd

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cnschedulearchive · 6 months ago

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Here's some more Cartoon Network schedules from 2023, from June 5 to October 22. A lot of change occurs, most notably the loss of not just 6pm, but 5pm, with Adult Swim consuming more hours as we face the harsh, bitter truth that kids just do not watch kids television anymore. But adults do get nostalgic for the kids programming they grew up with, as seen by Adult Swim launching a Checkered Past block in the hours they just gained, with various 90s/00s CN shows (but some notable absences, like The Powerpuff Girls, and I feel like there's a lot to explain there that I don't feel like doing right now). Adult Swim even takes ACME Night with them, if perhaps rather reluctantly (you think they wanted to air Legally Blonde on the network?). It's weird seeing the CN schedules so stubby.

At least CN finally gets a new show: Tiny Toons Looniversity. Cartoonito gets one too, the Craig spinoff Jessica's Big Little World, which, like Craig, got cut short in 2022. Just 20 episodes for that show. Summer Camp Island got rescued by CN from the HBO Max purge, making CN have to air five whole new seasons (including the last season that HBO Max abandonded) throughout the Summer.

Another big change happens mid-September, with the old Turner playout system being retired in the wee hours and replaced with a new Discovery playout. What should have just been a simple change to on-air (including the Discovery rating bug coming to all of the Turner networks and lack of split-screens) became a whole mess, with a lot of shows randomly removed, replaced, or rescheduled. Adult Swim and Boomerang I think got it worse. Took a few weeks to recover, and by that point, it's Scoobtober baby.

You also see CN start to bring back even more shows that perhaps didn't get the greatest treatment while they were still running. Perhaps they're nostalgic for the 2010s, perhaps they're disguising the fact that they don't have much to air. And it's clear Gumball is the new Teen Titans Go when it comes to being overplayed...

#cartoon network #cartoon network schedule #schedule

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chiprewington · 5 months ago

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We learned a lot about some of Perry's relationships with cogs, but are ey particularly close to any toons?

The toon side of Perry's relationships are a bit... hm.

Ey aren't very toony these days, so ey don't really attract the attention of a lot of standard toons. There's a couple notable ones though! (which, are also all ocs owned by my roommate who doesn't have a tumblr anymore)

One of eir closest friends is Jester Dandypaws (he/they), a fox toon ey knew prior to coming to Toontown, and who's been by eir side for years! ...But they don't know much about what goes on with Perry. Jester is also very passionately anti-cog, a foil to Perry's... whole thing.

Another toon Perry retains close contact with is a bear by the name Samuel W. (any pronouns) (their whole bit is the fact their last name isn't pronounceable OR writable so in every situation it's just shortened to "W."), who similarly got tricked into entering Toontown, but ended up retiring early due to an... incident. Now she lives in Ye Olde Toontowne as a baker. Perry used to visit Samuel frequently (and there may have been multiple instances of their friendship being mistaken for an actual relationship-), but over time, something's been wearing em down from the routine.

The last notable toon that Perry knew prior to Toontown- who also got tricked by a "free vacation"- was a duck named Nicky Lefty (he/him). Nicky came to Toontown with Samuel before Perry and Jester did. Perry, Jester, Samuel, and Nicky were all just one big band, so the latter two's prolonged leave to toontown were what inevitably brought Jester and Perry to toontown, as well. (well, alongside also getting roped into the whole "free vacation" business) That is... until it turned out Nicky was just gone, for some reason. Samuel constantly dances around the subject if its brought up, as if it's greatly uncomfortable for him to talk about.

#ask #perry winkles #any NPC relations perry has aren't exactly close #so i wanted to focus on ones that could be classified as “close”

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billybob598 · 1 year ago

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Ok so a couple thoughts on the USA and just other big teams that got knocked out.

Definitely not what we expected from the US but why did we expect that? Think about it, this a young team where most of the starters and subs were all at there first World Cup. I think this needed to happen to the US. they needed to not be the best anymore and for the next couple years just completely start over. The old generation is starting to leave so it's time to get a clean slate with these new young players. Basically, restart the program. Morgan, Rapinoe, Ertz, and O'hara are among those who are probably done. There were some amazing younger players that shined this tournament (Naomi Girma, Emily Fox, even Sophia Smith though not as well as expected). Its good for the US to just restart with a new team and a new coach *cough cough fire Vlatko. This team needs to spend more time on the field together. Remember Japan won in 2011 and the US came back with 2 world cup wins in a row, so I'm guessing in 4 years when these players are a little more experienced and have played with each other more they will be a really good team.

Now, my point that they need a fresh start with young players and a new manager is exactly what some teams have already done or need to do as well. Take England. They brought in Sarina a new manager and she just completely did the team over. Leah williamson as the new captain, Beth Mead on the squad, younger players like Russo, Toone and LJ getting minutes and shining. And then they won the Euros. See I think the US certainly have the talent they just need to build off of it.

Ok so Canada. I think same thing. Sinclair and Schmidt and Chapman are all probably on the way out. Now we got younger players, Huitema, Olivia Smith, Riviere, Grosso. I like Bev priestmann a lot, but I think if we want to see a new Canada team that utilizes the young and up and coming players we might need a new coach. Definitely a disappointment of a world cup from canada.

Germany and Brazil are pretty much the same. Brazil is losing one of the best players of all time, someone who has been the centre of that team for like 2 decades. They have such amazing players, Geyse being the young player that comes to my mind. Piano Sundhage I'm thinking is gone. and now it's just about again, getting the younger players time to shine alongside each other. And Germany. Oh Germany. Again, they have such amazing young players, Obi (who is arguably the best young player in the world rn), Brand, and Sydney Lohmann. I don't want to say Popp will retire because let's be honest that woman could play forever. But, the old generation is on it's way out and the new generation has to be shown the same kind of love. When you have such amazing young talent you have to take the future seriously and not just try to hold onto the past. I think that goes for all the team aforementioned.

Anyways that's it from me. Hope you enjoyed my Ted talk

#wwc 2023 #woso #woso community #uswnt #gerwnt #engwnt #canwnt #brazil wnt #ted talks

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marinerainbow · 8 months ago

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I think I'm getting a little bit back into Dragon Ball. Though I'm still on my WFRR/Tooniverse kick... I'm certain you guys know what happens when interests collide XD

WFRR DRAGON BALL AU

I know this is silly, but what does it matter if it's fun? ^^ also, I'm gonna give everyone Dragon Ball-esque names. I'm not sure how well I'll do though, so if anybody has any suggestions, I'd be happy to hear!

Gume (Eddie Valient): A retired world martial arts tournament champion. After the death of his brother, Slooth, he lost his passion and resorted to alcohol to drown his sorrows, and refuses to partake in the tournament anymore, but has taken on a private investigator job. Even so, he is still a very skilled fighter, and pretty powerful for a human. A bit rusty around the edges, but he's still a formidable opponent.

Eddie's name is the first half of gumshoe. A gumshoe being another name for a private detective. Teddy's name is a misspelling of sleuth, another name for a private investigator.

Shoa (Delores): Shoa had also competed in the tournaments herself- in fact, that was how she met the brothers. However, nowadays, she's focused on trying to support Gume, and can be found in the city's bar as simultaneously the bartender and the security guard. She'll still help out Gume with some of his jobs, and can very easily hold her own in a fight. It's no wonder Gume and Shoa make an unbreakable pair.

Delores' name is a play on the second half of Gumshoe. Her and Eddia complete each other in more than one way ^^

Usagi (Roger Rabbit): A spry and cheerful acrobat who first introduced Gume to chi. He was looking to train under Gume, and his persistence managed to break through the gruff man. Usagi was actually quite surprised that Gume hadn't already harnessed his chi, but was more than happy to teach him everything his wife taught him. As such, the two slowly but surely developed a close bond and alliance.

Usagi is the Japanese word for Rabbit (according to Google Translate. I apologize for any mistranslation)

Uta the Sairen (Jessica Rabbit): Uta didn't originate from Earth. She came from a far-off planet after her home was destroyed. Her ship had landed on Usagi's property, and the two have been inseparable ever since. They fell in love sometime while she was teaching Usagi how to harness his chi, and she's taken it upon herself to protect him. Uta wasn't too sure about Gume, especially when he saw her and made some wild accusations about her purpose on Earth and why she chose to marry a human. But after seeing how protective she is of Usagi and her new home, and also having the chance to fight alongside her, Gume has had a change of heart, and would trust her with his life.

Jessica's name is the Japanese word for song, and her species name is Japanese for siren. I'm thinking maybe her planet would have been home to Betty Boop, Holli Would, Red Hot Riding Hood, and other attractive toons. I'm not quite sure why their planet could have been destroyed, but I'm certain that will become a plot point in this AU.

Beebee the Monoian (Baby Herman): Another alien that came to Earth, though only because he was searching for glory. Despite his jolly sounding name and youthful appearance, Beebee is a rather temperamental and nasty old man that uses his looks to sway humans and become a famous actor among them. He even convinced Usagi for a time that he was a friend- though Uta saw through his tricks and doesn't buy his act one bit. Even so, he had grown a soft spot for Earth and Usagi, and will help out when needed.

Herman's name is just a fun misspronounciation of baby. And his species' name is the second half of Wakamono, which is Japanese for youth.

Axit, Android 07 (Benny the Cab): A robotic creation of the infamous doctor. Axit was an experiment gone wrong; meant to be a war weapon, it seemed that somehow emotions had been programmed into him. Or at least the ability to process them. It wasn't too long before Axit rebelled against his creator, and set on his own journey. He met Usagi, and the two have become great friends. Despite being a machine, Axit has grown rather friendly and boisterous, and serves the city's public transport system. Though, being a weapon of war, you don't want to get on this androids bad side.

Benny's name is a jumbled spelling of Taxi. And his android number is for 1907, when meters were first implemented in taxis.

Doctor Domo (Judge Doom): A mysterious and cruel scientist who seems to make it his life's work to take over the city. Not much is known about him, not even his colleagues- now employees after he took ownership of the company Clover Tech- know much about him... There are rumors, however, that Dume is not as human as he claims to be...

Doom's name is just a fun jumbled spelling of his own name.

Pin-Kuu, Android 47 (Smartass Weasel): One of Domo's most successful creations just so happens to not be entirely machine. He, along with his whole team, were taken as humans and experimented on. None of them remember their human lives, but have become very powerful due to their mechanical enhancements. Since he is the most 'obedient' as well as ruthless and intelligent, Android, Domo has placed him in charge of the others. Though Pin-Kuu, along with his squad, aren't too happy about following the doctors orders... And now, with all the power at their fingertips, they'll be able to take matters into their own hands soon enough.

Smartass' name is a slight misspelling of the Japanese word for pink. And his Android number is for 1947, when the events of Who Framed Roger Rabbit take place. Also, notably, the same death year for Al Capone. (Also, for those who don't know, yes, they should be called cyborgs, but for some reason, in Dragon Ball, Android 18 and 17 were always called androids. As such, the weasels will carry this tradition in this AU)

Dori, Android 20 (Greasy Weasel): Dubbed as the second in command by Pin-Kuu, Dori is a rather selfish and wicked minded android. He was surprised when, after many failed experiments, Pin-Kuu not only survived but also rose the ranks in Domo's little army, and it wasn't too long before the two became 'allies' (or rather friends, as they would call each other after being given the freedom to live as humans again). Dori also makes it clear to anybody- especially pretty women like Uta- that just because he's part machine doesn't mean that he's lost his touch.

Greasy's name is the shortened japanese word for green, midori, and his Android number is for 1920, when the alcohol prohibition ended.

Ao, Android 14 (Wheezy Weasel): The second eldest living android, Ao doesn't look all that threatening, especially since he's not so obvious with his unnatural powers as the rest of his team are. But make no mistake, Ao is just as ready to break free of the lab as much as anyone. Though he also seems to be the only one really concerned about the bombs Domo planted in their chests as a precaution. If it weren't for Ao's sage advice of laying low for now, the others probably would have gotten themselves blown up. He's proven to be an irreplaceable member of team Android in many ways.

Wheezy's android name is Japanese for blue, and his Android number is a reference to cigarettes costing between 14 to 20 cents in the 1930's.

Kiiro, Android 11 (Psycho Weasel): One of the oldest androids, next to Axit, Kiiro has seen it all. Even as a human, he was wild and unstable, pushing Domo's limits with his expertise and patience, and even prompting the doctor to build a special suit for Kiiro; one that, with a push of a button, will restrain him if needed. The agonizing experiments as well as his imprisonment have driven Kiiro to madness, and he looks forward to the day he can rip the doctor in half for everything.

Psycho's name is Japanese for yellow, and his Android number is in reference to the first public asylum being opened in 1811.

Akka, Android 48 (Stupid Weasel): Even with all of his power, Akka is... Not the sharpest tool in the shed. But somehow, he still retained his big heart despite all the experiments. He will follow his brother and friends to the ends of the Earth, and had unfortunately only humbly followed what they did (though it didn't really help that it was drilled into his brain by Domo that he was only a tool for destruction). When they had a chance to live freely again, however, it was Akka who came to a good, normal life easiest, and the first to befriend Usagi and Gume despite their part in his and his team's defeat.

Stupid's name is a slight misspelling of the Japanese word for red, and his Android number is meant to be the one right after Smartass' as they are brothers.

Bonus! My OC's

Hanni (Poppy): As Usagi's cousin, Gume expected the woman to be as goofy and energetic as he was. He never would have expected a down to earth farmer to be related to Usagi and Uta. Hanni chose to live outside the city after some incident she doesn't like to talk about, and is much happier working on her rhubarb farm. At first, she was hesitant to learn how to fight and how to use her chi. However, when the Earth and her loved ones barely survived a massive threat, Hanni sought out Uta and Shoa to train under them, not wanting to just stand on the sidelines the next time help was needed. Even if she isn't the strongest human, her patience and kind heart shine through, especially when it came to a certain group of androids.

Poppy's name is meant to be a misspelling of the Japanese word for honey (I would have used flower or poppy, but I preferred how honey sounded).

Mura, Android 62 (Shiny Weasel): One of the last androids that Domo created. He put all of his perfected experience into Mura, making her a formidable foe in battle... Though he never found a way to reprogram her attitude and fierce independence, and that was part of his downfall. Being in the same boat as the others, Mura became close with all of them, especially Dori. When Hanni saved them and gave them a chance to live life as humans again, it was actually Mura that softened up to her first.

Shiny's name is the first half of the Japanese word for purple, murasaki. And her android number is a reference to when moonshine was illegalized in 1862.

Urufī (Moony Wolf): Originally, he was a brute of a martial artist. Snarling and pushing others around and seemingly holding onto some kind of anger in his heart. It wasn't until Gume humbled him in battle, and Hanni stood up to him on her cousins behalf, did Urufī really look inside himself and change his ways. After he became calm and caring, he and Hanni actually fell in love and lived together on her farm for some time. However, the two had decided it was best to remain friends for some unknown reason, and Urufī moved back into the city. Now working as a butcher, he and Hanni still cross paths at the market, and get along quite well. And he will always come to fight when his new friends are in danger.

Moony's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for wolfy (I hope I spelled it right. Please correct me if I didn't.)

Fokushī (Henry Foxworth): A sly and conniving con artist, Fokushī plays with peoples hearts and trust like his life depends on it. It does become very helpful slipping away from enemies, but he's not a very strong man to begin with. And he knows it. When he met Hanni and used her kindness to get what he wanted from her before leaving, he had no idea that he would become the target of her new friends- nor would exoect a meek little thing like her to become so strong.

Henry's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for foxy

Banī (Ben Cottontail): A city boy who is actually weaker than Fokushī, Banī seems to only focus on his life rather than the whole world around him, especially after he and Hanni split up and she left the city. Being one of the many humans killed and brought back to life, however, really scared him. He has no idea how it happened or what to do with this information, but he's become much more defensive. Even if anyone on this list could fold him like a lawn chair.

Ben's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for bunny

Rati (Terry Ratt T.): One of the few empathetic scientists thar had worked at Clover Tech. He knew that everything Domo was doing was wrong, but was powerless to stop him. When the androids were still enemies, it was actually Rati who told everyone about the bomb and gave them the device to activate it, believing this to be more of a mercy kill for the androids- though was pleasently surprised to see Hanni wanted to give them a second chance. It took a long time for them to trust him, though once Rati proved he wanted nothing to do with Domo's experiments, he's now a trusted 'repairman' for the androids, including Axit. And has even become a close friend to Mura and Ao in particular.

Terry's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for ratty.

This AU definitely needs some polishing if I'm gonna do more with this, but I hope you guys have fun reading this! ^^

May Akir Toriyama rest in peace. He left behind an unforgettable legacy.

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blackkatdraws2 · 2 months ago

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[Toon x Mobster] Wallace Kingsman, father of the Huffman's.

[AUDIO USED:] Caravan Palace - Midnight

Sir. Wallace Kingsman. A retired hitman/boss in his late 80s who's a father figure to the Huffman siblings

He's rather old fashioned and stoic, only ever showing his much softer side towards the two kids, a few other close companions, and nobody else. He's both well-respected and feared by the people who knows him.

His stance on the relationship between the Toons and the Huffman siblings are vague. He does not reveal his true thoughts and feelings, only quietly observing them. However, by the end, he sees that being with the toons makes Gavriel and Grace happy so he chooses to just leave it be.

#toon x mobster #oc #ocs #original character #original characters #oc art #original character art #wallace kingsman #grace huffman #gavriel huffman #my drawing museum #my upload schedule is real messy #i need to fix that hahh

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shy-nightmare · 2 months ago

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The Toonz Twins: Toontown Sleuths

Chapter Three: Eddie Valiant

Summary: Now that they’ve been hired, the twins meet their new partner, retired Toon private investigator Eddie Valiant who is also hired to investigate the rumors at Maroon Cartoons Studio CEO R.K. Maroon’s request. The three do not hit it well with first impressions.

Credit for inspiration goes to @imaginarytoon1, author of “The Birchwood Twins: Toontown Investigators” and @its-metal-mistress, author of “Bendy and the Ink Machine: Learning How to Live”. Please check out their own wonderful content ^^!

Special Guests Tags 😊: @marinerainbow, @slashingdisneypasta, @los-angeles-toon-patrol, and @weaselnerd (BTW, I have a favor to ask. If you guys received this, can you please comment you saw my chapter? I’ve been having WiFi issues lately ☹)

Warning: Eddie being biased towards the twins 😑

The twins followed the lady down the hallway to R.K. Maroon’s office. As they walked, they marveled at the sight of various Toons and Toon celebrities walking around the streets at the studio. The walls were embellished with posters of Roger and Herman’s cartoons from Babes in Arms to Tummy Trouble and The Wet Nurse.

“They must be the stars of the studio,” Tom said to his sister, who gave a little shrug as if to say, “Guess so”.

The lady knocked on the doors polished in oak wood. “Mr. Maroon? Our guests are here.”

“Ah! Terrific!” a man’s voice responded. He clapped his hands, “Send them in, please.”

She opened the door for the twins, and they thanked her before stepping into Maroon’s office. It was a classy, organized room with walls painted in ivory decorated with golden statues of Toon celebrities and posters of Roger and Herman’s cartoons near a single green sofa chair on the right. The floor was polished in dark green and red, and only had two little stairs to the office desk. The desk itself was shaped in a curved style, decorated with more cartoon memorabilia and the chair was tufted in vintage green leather. Two velvet green curtains spread open, giving a splendid view of the Acme Factory. And sitting on the office chair and another in front of the desk were two men.

R.K. Maroon was a tall, but stout man. His skin was olive, and his hair was black peppered with streaks of gray. He wore a dark silver-grey jacket accented by a crimson handkerchief over a white dress shirt, a tie threaded in streaks of black, white, and red, and matching silver-grey trousers with polished black dress shoes.

And the other man, judging by his washed-up detective getup, had to be Eddie Valiant. He was slightly shorter, but a little stockier. He wore an old, coffee-colored jacket with a surprisingly clean white dress shirt, holding a black tie dotted in diamond shapes marked with single red x’s and dark suspenders with scuffed shoes. But unlike Maroon, he kept his short dark brown hair hidden in a classic brown fedora. He raised a brow at the twins’ appearances, giving them both a once-over look before his brown eyes darkened. Tom returned his glance with a concealed warning glare, which did manage to tell the man to keep his trap shut. At least, for now.

“Hello and welcome to Maroon Cartoons!” Maroon walked over to meet the twins, extending his hand out. “You must be Mr. Valiant’s assistants. I’m R.K. Maroon, the proud owner and CEO of the studio.”

Tom accepted his handshake, “Tom Toonz. And this is my sister, Twyla.” He motioned to his sister, who shyly held her hand out for a handshake.

“It’s very nice to meet you, too.” Maroon shook her hand before he turned to the brooding man. “OK, Eddie, you’re free to go.”

“Great,” Valiant grumbled, taking another gulp of his flask and stuffing it in his pocket before storming out of the office.

The twins sighed and shared a deadpan look. “Let’s get this over with,” he grumbled, and they followed him, not noticing Maroon’s smile turn a little…less sincere.

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They followed their “partner” all the way across town, where he decided to hitch a ride on another trolley without them. Asshole. The Red Car stopped near an archway building called The Terminal Station Bar. Just as Eddie was about to take the first step, a young gruff voice spoke from behind him.

“Leavin’ us out in the open?”

“Jesus!” Eddie whirled around, but he glowered when he saw the twins with their arms crossed. “Didn’t anyone ever tell ya it ain’t smart to sneak up behind people?”

“Didn’t anyone ever tell ya it ain’t polite to ditch your coworkers?” Tom answered his question with another question, raising a brow.

“No shit, sherlock,” Eddie grumbled. “Look, I got no time to deal with you Toons—”

A hand grabbed him by the shoulder before Eddie was forced to make eye contact with the young gunslinger. Tom’s tone was even but had a firm undertone do it. “I wouldn’t finish that sentence if I were you. Where we come from, we don’t take kindly to racists and that does not exclude you, Mr. Valiant.”

Eddie’s glare faltered a little, his brown eyes slightly widening from the stoic, but intense glare in Tom’s darker eyes and his slightly tightened grip. After a long tense moment, he sighed and let go of the human’s shoulder. “Look, buddy. We get that we’re Toons, but like it or not, Maroon and the fuckin’ man-brat requested all three of us for this job. So I’ll offer you a deal, let us help out and I’ll split our cut 50-50 considering the time of the century we’re living in. And after that, we’ll be gone by sundown. Deal?”

The disgruntled man glared down at the floor, as if he were blaming it for all his troubles right now, then he sighed. “All right. Deal.” He shook Tom’s hand, then pulled back. “So Herman brought you two in for the same favor, huh?”

“Yeah. Apparently, there’s a rumor going around saying Jessica’s cheating on her husband. Then he sent us your way, but the problem is we don’t have a camera. And with what we got right now ain’t enough to give Herman the proof.” Tom glanced at Twyla, who nodded.

“I see.” Eddie sighed, “Wait here. I don’t want the guys to see me in the bar with you runts.”

He turned around and headed into the entrance. Tom flipped him off behind his back. He nearly bumped into a drunk who reeked of bad B.O. and booze that almost reminded him of the Hellhole and walked over to his sister who leaned against the wall while looking at her cell phone.

“Have you reached Adam and Echo yet?” he asked.

Twyla shook her head, “No. Apparently, there’s no signal in this time period.”

“It’s the 40’s, sis.” Her brother reminded her, taking his hat off to rub his temple. “We’ll try again later. Last thing we need is to make Echo sick with worry and Adam beat the shit out of us with his fuckin’ laptop.”

“Agreed.”

Suddenly, Eddie stormed out of the bar, clenching his fist. Tom saw some pieces of eggshells falling out of his palm and could tell some shit went down. “We’re going straight ahead. My office is in that building.” He spoke gruffly with teeth gritted in fury, jerking his head at a large suburban-styled apartment building across the bar at Hope Street. The trio entered the building and walked up a set of stairs leading to a long hallway with doors. After a few blocks down, Eddie led the twins to an office door labeled “VALIANT & VALIANT, PRIVATE INVESTIGATORS”, and in the center was a badge-designed symbol written “Veritas”. Eddie opened the door to his office.

His office…was a one-room apartment. The walls were tawny brown, hanging up portraits and photographed frames. It had a small kitchen with enough room to fit little a card-playing table and chairs, refrigerator, oven, sink, and thank God there was a bathroom. On the left side of the office stood a couple of dark oak shelves scattered with documents and more bottles of Jack Daniels while a dark brown leather chair stood a few feet away from them. And standing in front of the blinded window stood two office desks connected to each other with a single vintage chair. One was polished, though littered with picture frames, papers, booze, and debris. And the other was organized and well-put but covered in thick dust. There was only an unfinished scrapbook, a magnifying glass, an adorable Betty Boop figurine, rounded spectacles, and a pipe next to two organized pens. Everything was dusty, but untouched.

Eddie sat on the chair where the scattered desk was, obviously his office desk. He motioned for the twins to sit on the chairs around the table and they each grabbed a chair.

“Now if you’re going to work with me, I have to lay down some ground rules for you.” He began, making eye contact with them. “First, never—and I mean never—sit on this desk.” He pointed at the dust-blanketed office desk without taking his eyes off his “partners”. “Second, don’t slack off or goof around like you Toons do.” He added, and Tom held back a murderous growl while Twyla’s fur lightly bristled with equal rage though she was in more control of her composure. “And third of all, don’t do anything even remotely stupid that will embarrass me or get us killed while we’re on the job. Got it?”

Tom and Twyla both silently nodded. “Yes, sir.” The older twin spoke.

“Good. But before I tell you my plan for the evening, I want to know you two more. Who are ya and where are ya from?”

Tom, who was always one step ahead, did all the talking. “The name’s Toonz. Tom Toonz. And this is my twin sister, Twyla,” he motioned to his sister who greeted the man with a curt tilt of her head. Then, he dug down into his pocket to pull out a file containing two copies of their credentials that Twyla so kindly upgraded a while ago. Tom handed the papers over to Eddie. “We were hired by Baby Herman as covert investigators from Chatham, Chicago.”

“Chatham?” Eddie raised a brow, as if he were perturbed by the fact. He looked at the papers’ contents again for confirmation. “Uh, that’s a rough part of town, ain’t it?”

“Yeah, well, Chicago is rough.” Tom responded with a shrug. “But it’s one of the biggest joints out in the city to pull a sleuth job.” When Eddie furrowed his brows in confusion, the male halfie elaborated. “Before we came here, we’ve done some favors, too. Folks would show up on our door, asking us to find some dirt on people on their lists. Cheaters, scammers, liars, folks pilfering and selling recreational goods for their clandestine businesses, you name it.” he finished, trailing off, “Chicago ain’t as big as New York, but the streets are just as tough and crawling with creeps and sleazeballs of all kinds, and thugs itchin’ to take a crack at you.”

Eddie observed the scar on Tom’s right eye, then looked down. He nodded, “Yeah? Is that why you’re packin’ heavy heat?”

Tom followed where he was looking and saw the hostler of his gun coiled around his right hip. He softly cursed and tried to hide it better when Eddie cut him off. “Ah, don’t sweat it, kid. I get it. You’re trained to prepare, and that’s good. You need to use your eyes and ears, or else the pigs will be blowing your house down.”

“Ha-ha, hilarious. You’re a real fuckin’ Charlie Chaplin,” Tom snorted, but Eddie didn’t get irritated from hearing the swear.

Eddie turned to Twyla, “What about you?”

Twyla’s ears drooped, but Tom was kind enough to answer for her. “Um, sir.” He spoke to Eddie, softening his tone while keeping the eye contact firm but steady. “She doesn’t feel comfortable talking just yet.”

The detective rose a brow, but he didn’t get upset. “Just yet?”

“She struggles to speak when she’s out in public and she’s very shy, but once she gets to know you better, she’s only a lady of a few words.” Tom replied.

Thankfully, Eddie dropped it. “OK, I got ya. So you can say she’s more of the silent type?”

“Yeah.” Tom nodded, “But she’s learning some of the same skills as I am. While she struggles in conversation, she makes up for it with tracking skills and finding clues. Plus, she as a keen attention to detail and is an excellent master of stealth.” He grinned proudly at his twin’s adorable attempt to hide her embarrassed, blushing face while trying to shove her brother off his chair. However, she managed to punch him roughly in the shoulder. “Ow!” he rubbed his right arm gingerly, “And did I forget to mention she hits like a guy?”

Unbeknownst to them, Eddie pulled up their papers to hide an amused chuckle. He cleared his throat and lowered the papers, folding his hands together. “All right, back to business.”

“Right.” Tom fixed his jacket before facing the human. “So, what did Maroon tell you?”

“He told me that the rabbit’s got his tail all up in in knots because of his wife, Jessica.” He tossed Tom a folded newspaper, and the twins huddled together to take a closer look. Written in bold black, the headliner read, “Seen Cooing over Calamari with Not-So-New Sugar Daddy was Jessica Rabbit, wife of Maroon Cartoons Star Roger Rabbit”. Eddie continued while the twins read, “Like you said, there’s always a cheater crawling around. Maroon says Jessica’s poison, but Roger thinks she’s Betty Crocker. Maroon wants us to go to the joint she sings at, a little evening hotspot called The Ink & Paint Club and dig up some dirt on her.”

He glanced up at the twins warily. “There’s just one problem, though.”

They looked at him, tilting their heads confusedly. “What’s up?” Tom asked.

“Toons do work there, but the club is Toon-Revue. Strictly humans only,” he responded, hiding his concealed apprehension when the twins’ faces darkened. “I got some trench coats and hats you can borrow, so we’ll pull the old cloak-and-dagger trick and—”

Tom cut him off. “Oh, trust me. There’s no need for that,” he waved dismissively. And then, he pulled into a mischievous grin. “You just leave that to us.” He chuckled.

The twins shared a toothy smile that made Eddie’s blood run cold. Oh fuck, what have I gotten myself into? He thought.

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frigidsilver · 11 months ago

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An Epic Mickey x Talespin fic I've been working on. Starring Don Karnage taking on the dangers that lurk within the forgotten world of Wasteland with old and new faces

Hope you guys enjoy it :D

--Chapter 00--

Forgotten

Cartoons have a grand impact on the world and its people. Woven together by individuals with the spark of imagination to create. Some make simple characters to play with another. Others craft grand worlds to set the stage to their conviluded narratives. Used to entertain, inspire, or even comfort those in every corner.

But like all wonderful things in this world, they fade away to the hands of time. Becoming hazy memories, fragments of one's childhood, relics of the once was.

Forgotten

Bear in mind; never gone. Only hiding away until remembered. Once a character had left the mind and hearts of the crowd or left behind on the drawing boards, it resides in a place deemed, Wasteland. A name given from its past misfortunes, caused by a certain mouse ignorantly playing with a sorcerer's art project. Along with the tools that made it.

Paint and Thinner. Components of creation and destruction. The elements that weave Wasteland together.

But never the less, a home for these creations.

--Chapter 01--

Spin it!

Among the vast world of the forgotten, stood a wide ocean holding the once adventurous show; Talespin. An old 90s show that ran during the afternoons. Filled with high flying adventures, planes and Air Pirate's.

Those Air Pirates were commanded by none other than the dashing Don Karnage. One of the shows more popular antagonists. A man with the personality, skill, and ego as big as his airship. A worthy adversary for the main cast then and now.

Of course, even with some of his crew taking this forgotten life as an opportunity to retire. Including his first mates, who had left to settle down in Ostown together.

But that never stopped the captain's endeavors to plunder. Only gave him more spotlight to bask in. Even if his spotlight had become worn and burnt out after all these years.

Karnage had taken his crew to a waterfront bar for a few drink and to stretch their legs. It gets crowded being in a tin can in the sky for so long, and they were itching for something to spice up their evening. The lights were dim, the music was soft and slow scratching out of a radio nestled behind the counter. A very different energy the rowdy crew of air pirates had brought with them. They sat among a few different tables and alongside the bar. Chatting and laughing filled the place.

Karnage sat amongst his crew merrily. Soaking in the compliments like rays of sun.

"My sincerest gratitude for the men who have been so loyal to their captain and fellow crewmates. My wonderful self have found us a little party for us to crash.

Aboard the luxurious cruise boat known as The Fantasia. Holding the sensation of thrill and riches we have so severely been looking for."

The crew roared in unison, feeling energized for the night that lied ahead. Through the of them caught someone watching them from afar. The observant pirate whispered to his captain of his discovery. This little note made Don's head turn in the direction of this easedropper. A dark brown bat sat at the far end of the bar. He chuckled at how easy it must be for this bat to hear with ears as long as a film reel. He imagined the concenred pirate was overreacting to the toon presence. Yet decided to have some fun and polish on his intimidation tactics.

The captain had waltzed across the room to the side of the man. He planted his paw onto the bar firmly.

"Allo my winged friend, may I have this seat?"

The bat broke from his thoughts to turn to the captain. A smirk formed on his face with eyes sharp and assured.

"If it isn't the famous pirate, Don Karnage. Please, it would be my honor."

"Yes, that is me. I see my reputation still stands strong. Even after such a long amount of time."

He took a seat in the barstool and whisked his drink in his hand. Ice clinking along the walls of the glass cup.

"So tell me, what is a man like you doing this evening that so fine?"

"Simply just having a drink. Am I really that eye-catching?"

"Perhaps you can say, Yes, no? I have noticed you've been quite the nosey type person in I and my crew's little conversation. I do hope that won't be a liability to my evening plans."

Don gripped his shoulder tightly. A sign of warning to this eavesdropper to choose his next words carefully. To his surprise, he did not show any hints of nervousness. Only amused at this whole encounter.

"Can't blame me that you and your crew are shouting like there's no tomorrow. But that little plan you made has my interest. In fact, I feel like I would be more of an asset for your little endeavor."

The captain raised an eyebrow out of curiosity. He loosened the grip of his shoulder slowly and rested his arm on the countertop.

"You may do so now and enlighten me."

Don had watched him take a sip of his own beverage. His demeanor still remained relaxed and calm as he placed the cup down.

"You see, there's a certain professor named Abel Klaus attending this event.

I wish to get my hands on a certain invention of his very soon. Fortunately for me, you and your little crew are already planning on your own little appearance tonight.

So how about you let me tag along, just for the evening"

"Now the question you must answer me; What do you have to offer me? I don't want to be dragging around dead weight."

"Unlike the dramatic improv you plan on performing. I actually took the time to rehearse and learn my act. I managed to get myself a gig as a performer. Giving me easy entry.

Now, supposedly let's say; I leave the door cracked open for a few little pirates to scurry in."

Karnage's mouth formed a pleased grin as his potential ally spoke. His words already sounded like wonderful music to his ears. A simple, and convenient way to get in to make their grand plunderful performance. With a willing fool to use as a scapegoat.

"This makes Don Karnage very pleased. It is possible that you may have proven your worthy of my valuable time."

He rose from his seat back towards his crew. All looking over at their captain encounter intensely. His voice rose over them and commanded all of their attention.

"My men, this wonderful gentlemen has agreed to give us free entry to the party. Making our appearance ever more surprising than I have originally imagined. Finish up and get back onto the ship. We depart in an hour, Yes, no?"

A few hours pass as they have now boarded Don Karnage's airship, The Iron Vulture. Deemed to be one of Talespin's most versatile ships. Durable along with threating with its title still being known even in the skies of Wasteland. The engine's rumbles echoed throughout the corridors as they flew though the star painted sky and over the vast sea.

Karnage stood at the helm looking over the sea. Where his target bounced blissfully on the calm sea waves in the distance. Which wasn't very hard to miss. The massive cruise ship was covered with warm, inviting light and played faint lively music. Gliding over the still waters peacefully.

An attraction on water, like most of the things made in Wasteland. Made to celebrate and honor the lives of the forgotten. Or maybe to reminisce of the entertainers they used to be once upon a time. Or to imply what could've been for the unfortunate scrapped.

He had left his head engineer, Jock in charge of the helm. The short statured Scottish terrier gave a silent acknowledgment as he took the helm. The captain's boots clanking with each step across the metallic floors as he walked to the hangar, where his crew loitered around. Some chatted amongst themselves, while others bided their time by running around, checking the many machines.

Don's little special guest stood by the bomb bay doors. Admiring the massive ship from the inside, eyes darting all over. Until their sights had locked onto the captain. His smooth voice spoke loudly over the chorus of machines.

"I have to say, Karnage. Your ship is more impressive than I've imagined. Takes a lot of effort to keep a relic like this in such pristine condition. Especially in a place like this."

"It is more than just a simple relic as you say. The Iron Vulture is if not my most prized possession. You are even lucky that I have let a simpleton like yourself onto my splendid airship without making you a hostage or prisoner."

Karnage's voice echoed throughout the hangar as he walked down the stairs. His coat drifting behind him like artificial tails puppeted by his own bushy tail.

"To me it seems you have a interest in the vulture. What is the reasoning for that?"

"Well, I have friends who work with machines quite often. I picked up a few things here and there amoung my own knowledge."

The interrogation came to a stop with the sudden lurch of the ship.

The pirate grinned with malicious glee as he hit a button on the nearby wall. Causing the bay doors to creak open. Letting the smell of the ocean and the cool night breeze rise through the opening.

An unofficial welcome to the party. The crew huddled around, looking down at the Fantaisa with mischief glimmering in their eyes. They kicked down ropes that unraveled down to the ship's deck. Cutlass in hand, Don Karnage parted his men aside to make his way to the front. He then swiftly pointed his sword to the cruise ship.

"Listen well you bumbling buffoons. Your great captain has a simple plan: I among the selected few of you will infiltrate the ballroom to cause a ruckus, where the rich type person's are enjoying their festivities. The rest of you all will use that given opportunity to plunder anything that is not tied down, Yes? Easy as pie-on-the-log"

He placed his cutlass back in its sheath. Then descended down the rope with the wind rippling through his fur.

Karnage landed onto the deck with a thud. Followed by many other numerous thuds from his boarding minions. He signaled to his men, which was followed by a handful of them scattering around the ship. Leaving a small group waiting eagerly for Don's orders. The captain looked up to see the bat glide down from the ship. Watching him fold his wings and stand to face him.

"If you may be so kind and start doing the escorting. We do not want to keep our audience awaiting."

He held his arm out motioning for him to lead the way. His escort then took the front if the group, walking with a sense of assurance. They sneak around the ballroom for a brief while until they stop at a locked maintenance door. The bat motions for them to stay put for a moment. Walking over to the door and giving it a light knock. A moment later, a guard opened the door and glared at the bat with a stone-cold stare.

"Can I help you?"

"Good evening, ma'am. I was requested to perform at this wonderful event this evening. The party planner instructed that I enter through this door for convenience."

"So why are you late? You entertainers were instructed to be here an hour ago."

"Forgive me for that. The boat had left without me. Leaving me to find my own way here."

He reached into his coat pocket and handed her a slip of paper that resembled an old park ticket. She carefully analyzed the invitation and handed it back to him. Shuffling out of the way to let him through.

"If you don't mind, I would like to take a breather before I go in. Want to prepare my lungs for my performance."

The guard rolled her eyes and sighed as she walked deeper into the room. Leaving him alone at the doorway. Music and voices that came from behind slowly became muffled as he took his sweet time. Don had quickly responded to this opportunity by hastily making his way to the entrance and grabbing the handle before it closed completely. Pressing his ear to the cold metal door, he heard the familiar voice speak in a hushed tone.

"Good luck to you, captain. Hope you don't out stage my performance too much."

Hearing their footsteps fade away from where he stood. Waiting a moment before he swung the door open and rushed in. His men trailing behind as they snuck through the long dark hallway. Where a warm shining light waited for them.

The ballroom was bustling with all types of characters of different backgrounds. Spanning from the early days of rubber house animation to late 90s cartoons. All scattered about the vintage ballroom, mingling and conversing around tables and on the well worn dance floor. Karnage and his men scanned the room for anyone who would be worth their time. A particular man stood out to Don, who sat at a table nestled in the corner of the room. Proudly chatting with a large box resting on the table for all to see.

Did they want to see alright. People came up to the gentlemen with great curiosity to get a glimpse of what was held in the box. He boasted about the contents inside, claiming this to be his best invention yet. The prince of pirates pushed his way over to the ego inflated inventor. But it seemed that he was already beaten to the punch.

A pair of brown wings had pushed their way to the front of the group as a familiar voice could be made out through the chatter of the crowd.

"Professor Klaus, it's such a delight to finally meet you."

One of his crewmates had leaned into the Captain's ear. He turned sharply torwards him.

"Are we ready to start the lootin?"

"Just wait a momento, my impatient friend. I'm curious to see where this leads. Perhaps we can enquire about this invention from the bat for our own causes.

I will give the signal to start our wonderful distraction once i'm amused with doing the easedropping to this conversation."

He then turns his attention back to the professor and the bat. Who seems to be getting along so far. Serving the professor flattering compliments left and right.

These compliments pushed the professor in all the right spots. In which Klaus invited the stranger to have a seat with him. Finding pleasure in someone who had great knowledge of him.

"When I heard you were attending the event I was preforming at, I just HAD to see you and this wonderful invention for myself."

"Wasteland is a small place, word of my creation must've easily caught wind."

He chuckles to himself as the bat continues to watch the box and Klaus with great intent. A hand rested underneath his chin while the other fiddled with a fork on the table.

"So tell me: When did you come up with this great invention? I've heard you're a professor with a reputation to avoid collaborative projects. Am I correct? What's the reason for that anyways?

Scarred someone will steal your work?"

Klaus's cocky smile had strained ever so slightly at the remark. He brushed the confronting comment aside and answered the initial question instead.

"Well, it was a few years back. It took so long to make due to the Great Thinner Disaster that had hit awhile back. So my memory of its full making is hazy"

"Yes, of course, The Disaster was a hard time for us all. I have friends who are terrible victims of being robbed during the disaster of their machines. But no one ever talks about them. Leaving them vulnerable for thieves to take whatever they please.

A vulnerability that some certain people had taken advantage of. Isn't that right, Professor?"

Professor Klaus's instigator smooth and confident tone gradually became more hostile towards him as more questions were asked. The stare gradually dented into his confidence.

"I best believe it time for you to be on your way"

Klaus had slowly risen from his seat cautiously, grabbing the box. The bat snapped open his wings quickly in response, blocking his exit.

"I don't believe we are finished here, Klaus"

Klaus scrunched his face as he sat back down. Clenching the box tightly in his hands. The bat leaned closer and spoke in a sharp whisper. Don diligently snuck closer to the table to hear better.

"We both know that the only thing you invent are convoluted lies to tell the public about your alleged "Inventions." But everyone else on this ship doesn't.

So how about this: You hand over what you have stolen, I sing a song or two, and you have a wonderful evening and an intact reputation of being the brilliant professor that you LOVE to brag about.

I walk onto that stage and expose you for the hack that you truly are to the whole ship. All your little high-class friends will discard you like the rejected waste of ink you truly are.

It won't end just here on this ship, Your reputation does catch winds very easily. Just because we're all forgotten doesn't mean that they'll ever forget this. Besides, it's a small world after all."

He rolled the last word off his tongue like a dagger stabbing at the professors already weakened identify, waiting for any form of response. Moments passed as he rose from his seat and fixed the collar of his coat. He looked down at the infuriated man, whose face now pink as a pig with anger. He gave a mocking grin that showed his fangs.

"Enjoy the rest of your evening and your reputation, while it lasts."

Don watched the bat walk in the direction of the stage as the last performer had wrapped up their bowing and praise. He turned back to the table to see two guards dressed in formal blacks now standing around the boiling professor. Who couldn't contain his furious tone.

"That man just threatened me. I want him arrested, NOW"

He slammed the table and clung to the box with his life. The obedient guards, in reaction to it, marched towards the stage where the bat had taken hold of the mic. Who quickly tried to grab the audience's attention. Reaching into his coat as the guards quickly surrounded him. Karnage saw this as the perfect moment to make his presence known.

If anyone was going to be the main event this evening, it was going to be Don Karnage.

He signaled to his crew, who pulled out their guns. They shot at the ceiling and windows which shattered into pieces. The music had been replaced with the shrill screams of the crowd. Karnage climbed on top of a table and unscathed his cutlass.

"Greetings and salutations, residents of the Fantaisa. It is I, The Panic Provoking Pirate, Don Karnage."

His accented voice loudly cut through the frightened room. Successfully demanding everyone's attention, including the guards. The bat, who was more less successful in being known. Slipped away into the crowd unnoticed.

"It makes me very unhappy to know I wasn't invited to your little party."

"You weren't invited, pirate"

A low toned woman's voice rose somewhere within the crowd. Don stared at the area with an annoyed look. Waving away the comment with his cutlass.

"It is the dreaded pirate Don Karnage. And I have no care for your ill-mannered words, snooty-type-person."

"Now surrender all of your jewelry, money, and other valuables to me and my hoard. We don't want to be celebrating funerals, Yes, no?"

Guards came rushing in through the entrances in precise lines. The captain's face still had that assured grin to it, knowing that his distraction worked wonders. Even so, it seemed that they had underestimated the ship's number of guards. Watching a army of them slowly filling the dance floor, all eyes and weapon on them. Sealing off all the exits.

The bat weaved through the crowd back towards Klaus and his stolen invention. Abel's full attention was on the spectacle and off the box. He quickly snatched the invention and rushed towards an unguarded window, waiting to be jumped out of. Inches away from claiming his victory, the bat hesitated and looked back to see the guards closing in on the now surrounded pirates.

With a heavy sigh, He kneeled down and slid the invention underneath a nearby table discretely.

With a mustered-up plan and a prayer to Yen Sid, he spread his wings.

Don looked over the wall of security to see a blur of brown dive towards him. Landing in front of him and shielding him. His unexpected backup armed himself with two pistols that were stored inside his jacket.

"Please just wait a moment for Karnage's autographs. Our little shows is only getting started."

Karnage pushed aside his wings to clear his view.

"Now that I have your attention, I have my own little announcement for all of you."

He pointed one of his pistols towards Klaus. The audience parting away fearfully, leaving him front and center of the sea of passengers.

"Your dear professor Abel Klaus is nothing more than a fraud.

His alleged inventions are stolen property of the Gremlins of Salom. Taken when they were trying to salvage what remained after the Thinner Disaster. While he shamefully drinks champagne with all of you.

The cruise ship you party on this evening? Repaired by the Gremlins. Who put all their might to maintain and repair what few luxuries we have in this wasteland. Yet, I don't hear a single thank you for those hard-working people.

So, who's really is in the wrong here?

Whispers echoed through the room, among pirates and passengers. Eyes now darting between pirates and professor, never settling on who was more worthy of their frigid glares.

These air pirates, who robs you in front of your eyes, making a spectacle of it? Or the swindler, who gives a fake smile while stealing behind your backs? Who knows what Klause has taken from you to claim as his own?

Silence loudly took over the room with a deafening silence. Ears ringing from the gunshots, Ink and paint pumping through their veins, fingers twitching to fire, legs ready to leap off the ground. Until.

Smash

An unknown glass had shattered somewhere within the room. Heads whipped back and forth to find the source. The bat's ears had turned to the source, squinting his eyes to see who it was. There was no time to pinpoint the culprut, as the glass not only broke the noise. But the tension that kept everyone still.

The ballroom once again was bursting with noise and action, to a whole different tune this time around. Bullets flew through the air, tables were tossed over for cover. Guests desperately rushed outside for safety. Only to be met with other pirates that had infested other parts of the ship. The crew saw the commotion that came from the ball room and used their best judgement to start hauling their loot back up to the Iron Vulture. While more riled crewmates joined the brawl to help their fellow air pirates.

Back in the ballroom, Don Karnage and the bat were back-to-back, defending themselves in the center of all the action. Pulling triggers and swinging swords, working like a well-oiled machine. A bullet flew over Karnage's head, barely grazing his ear.

"I assume my men have done their looting and pillaging. I say we take a bow and make our leave, yes-no."

"Right, I just have one last little prize to claim."

The bat once again started weaving around the chaos back to his hidden stash. One of his ear twitched as he heard a sweet and loving voice from behind him.

"I knew I'd find you here. Who knew a little wine glass could start such a ruckus?"

Turning around to not to be greeted by a guard, but a lady in a purple dress. Their faces held different reactions to seeing each other as the world dulled around them. She took a slow sip from her glass. Disregarding the events unfolding around her. Never breaking eye contact.

The bat plastered a smile on his face to mask their visible discomfort.

"Hilda... what a wonderful surprise... How did you know about my performance? Let alone; where I was?"

"Oh, I always do my research, my love. Wanted to come see you since I haven't seen you ever since you left Salom. Never considered writing your dear Hilda a letter?"

His voice held a hint of uneasiness and caution underneath his usual demeanor. Slowly circling around her, hoping to make a run for it with the invention while he still could.

He hastily moved her aside from a falling pirate that came topping their way. He turned back to her with his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. Hastily putting distance from one another.

"I left for many reasons, including you. I can imagine you would know why if you werent so biased torwards your own conclusions. Can't always assume the things you think are always right, now can we?"

It's a shame these delinquents had to come along and ruin it."

"Your denial is humorous as usual. I've missed this, along with your wonderful voice.

She gradually closed the gap he purposefully

"Well, funny you mention that-"

A guard had slammed the captain into a varnished table. A yelp left Don's throat as the guard attempted to push his own cutlass into his chest. He tossed him off of him and pried the cutlass out of the guard's firm grip. The bat came from the side and delivered a swift kick to the guards' ribs. Launching him into another guard. Karnage fixed his coat to his liking and checked his sword for damage.

"My my, don't be making me blush now, bat. But i don't need any rescuing."

"This is me returning the favor. Considering you did save my wings from being clipped onstage.

Besides, I don't intend on flying around the middle of nowhere aimlessly with an invention in my arms. you're my ride out."

Hilda pressed her gloved hand to her chest, startled by the casual interaction between this pirate and her bat. She would never imagine he would turn out this way without her guidance.

"MEN. THESE IDIOTS DO NOT DESERVE AN ENCORE FROM DON KARNAGE. RETREAT!"

Everyone alike scurried out the entrance. Guards chasing pirates like cats to mice. The ballroom began to empty out, leaving what would be mistaken to be the aftermath of a hurricane. Karnage ushered his men out and onto the ship.

All but one remained, with an invention in one hand and the other grasped by the relentless woman.

"You're just going to leave me again?"

His sharp expression softened hearing the sadness in her voice. He quickly turned his head away from her, Pulling his hand away gently from her grip.

"I wish you would accept things as they are. It would make things easier for the both of us.

Goodbye, Hilda."

The two ran through the double doors straight to the Iron Vulture. Swarmed by security shooting at the ascending poachers. Karnage's chest heaving with each breath he took.

"Who was that woman you were talking to?

"A former friend of mine. Always seems to know where to find me."

Hand by hand, Don Karnage climbed up the rope with great haste. Swinging his dangling legs side to side as bullets whizzing through the air can be heard. Along his side, Don's long eared back up flew up by his side. Multitasking in keeping Karnage safe, shooting and dodging security, and the box.

Climbing felt like it lasted an eternity. No matter, Karnage planted his feet back onto the metal interior of the ship unharmed. He leaned over the exit as he shouted over the hardworking propellers.

"Adios, Passengers of the Fantaisa. Your gold is as good as ours."

His laughter became faint as they ascended into the clouds and out of the sight of the pillaged cruise ship.

They had waited until they reached cruising altitude to admire the loot they had taken. Jewelry, gold, along with some supplies taken from the ship's engine room for their own maintenance. A humble bounty for an exhilarating night.

They had started their own little after party in the hangar, adrenaline being the only thing keeping them on their feet. The captain watched over his crew's antics from the catwalks. Gliding his hand along the cool rail to a far corner. Where his helpful little associate diligently watched the party with his personal loot by his side.

"What are you doing loitering around up here?"

He stood over the bat and knelt down next to him.

"Still reliving the moment and making sure that pinhead didn't damage the machine in attempt of looking smart."

"Oh yes, or those Gremlin-type persons would be very angry?"

"Eh, they should be fine with it. They pretty much were made for fiddling with machines. I owe them anyway for taking me in when I first got here and for the mechanic lessons."

The shores of land lazily crept up through one of the port windows. In response, the bat stood up and started walking towards one of the nearby exits with his treasure.

"I best be off back to Salom. Go and return this toy of theirs."

"And what will you do with yourself then?"

He slowly stops in his track and lets out an exhausted sigh. Taken aback by Karnage's constant questioning. But not peeved in the slightest. It's been a minute since someone was curious about him.

"Who knows? Probably get an actual gig somewhere. Something exciting, hopefully.

So inquisitive tonight, aren't we?"

"This is my ship, I am entitled to ask simple little questions whenever I please. Including the question I am entitled to ask you."

The interviewed bat turns back to Don Karnage. Hands behind his back and chest puffed out as he waltzed closer. The bat can almost hear the gears turning behind his cunning eyes growing louder as he approached.

"You have a certain bravo that I must say, I do find intriguing. It is hard to find toons with such a knack for these things along with the brains to do them.

You should be honored to know that I am offering you a spot on Don Karnage's crew of air pirates."

He leaned on the railing with a smirk. The bat stood there for a moment to ponder on this unexpected offer.

"I suppose I can give this pirating thing a proper go. I have nothing else better to do."

Don clasped his hand together gleefully. With his new member so willing to join.

"Wonderful, this put the cherry on top of this escapade. We must join the festivities and tell the crew of your smart decision."

He abruptly stops and turned towards his new recruit with a finger up.

"Wait a momento.

We have not even introduced ourselves properly. I am an idiot, so silly.

You already know me, The dread pirate Don Karnage. Now the question is; Who are you?"

He held out his hand for a handshake to a formal introduction. The bat had grabbed hold and shook. He spoke crisp and clearly, with a spark in his eye for what this almost coincidental future may hold.

Vincent Lunas

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Captain Karnage."

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If you made it this far, thank you for reading. This is my first published story, and I'm excited to talk more about this world. I'd love to hear what you creatures think.

Chap 1, Chap 2, Chap 3

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