#a zappy little weirdo

[averygayplant]

Jay headcanons! Why? Because I fucking hate him (sobs in kin) Here we goooo~ (Shout out to @giddlygoat, he loves Jay hcs)

Jay doesn't really have a normal sleeping schedule. My projection of ADHD onto him makes it so that he wakes up and just goes and goes and goes until he crashes, and when he crashes there is nothing that will wake him up again until he does so naturally- at least, not without functional repercussions.

Jay has very hypersensitive hearing that is specifically attune to electronics due to a funky combination of his ADHD and his powers, and it's something he's experienced since he was a child. Unfortunately, other sounds are louder for him as well- So as useful as this ability could be, it's incredibly difficult for him to differentiate sounds if there's too much noise, and he ends up tuning most of it out.

Jay gets mildly staticy when he starts to panic, stressed, or otherwise fueled by anxious energy. The rest of the Ninja aren't super affected by his shocks anymore, and for Lloyd they tickle, but for a normal person it'd be a pretty painful and shocking zap, like touching a door handle in the middle of winter.

Jay is hypermobile- he's double-jointed in a lot of places and just generally flexible in ways he shouldn't be. It's useful for his preferred fighting style (calculated combos of light, fast strikes, speed and evasion prioritized over strength and endurance) but he often overextends things without realizing and wears a lot of braces under his gi and casual clothing to stop himself from doing any permanent damage just by moving around.

Small dogs people are memably stereotyped as aggressive because they have less overall body mass to contain all their anger, and Jay is no exception to this rule. He's literally a human tazer. Oh, and he totally kept the promise he made to Cole in Skybound and bit him when he became corporeal again in DotD, even if he wouldn't remember it. It was totally worth getting flung on reflex into the wall behind them and you'd have a hard time convincing Jay otherwise.

Jay is SUPER gender queer and doesn't have the mental capacity to process it between saving the world all the god damn time. All he knows is that he/him pronouns are great and all, but being called Nya's girlfriend and having she/they occasionally used feels way better than it should for a supposed cis person. It doesn't really matter either way though, because he's definitely into drag and glamrock and glittery sparkly things. (He totally would have done the makeup section of their show if Dareth let him)

Jay is just generally clingy, not just toward Nya but the other Ninja too, and it's largely because touch and physical proximity is his go-to reassurance anchor. It doesn't matter if he's scared or upset or hurt, his first instinct is to grab someone's hand or lean into their shoulder or reaffirm their presence to himself in some other way. Touch is his preferred method to comfort others too, often reaching out on impulse whenever someone is upset.

Jay eventually does end up losing his eye, and there's no conveniently placed time travel to undo it. It was a pretty gruesome and traumatizing experience... for everyone except Jay. He doesn't remember a lick of it. Blood loss and pain makes the memories too fuzzy to recall. Anyway, he ends up going a pretty long time before realizing exactly why his jokes about it aren't really landing and managing to stress Kai out by mentioning he wasn't surprised, since he'd been wondering if he'd properly lose it ever since looking in the magical FSM tomb mirrors- If you'll recall, Cole had no reflection (you thought I couldn't squeeze Lava in here? FOOL! MWAHAHAHHAHA- HACK-)

Jay was genuinely scared of thunderstorms as a kid because of how loud they were, and technically still are for him. It's not as bad now that he understands what the noise is from, but it was a noise that haunted his nightmares growing up. Jay called Lloyd 'bug' when he was little, and Nya calls him 'lightning bug' affectionately now. You can't tell me otherwise. I mean, you can, but you're just objectively wrong

[meadowmines]

OC-Tober/Tojoctober Day 5: Sword

[yeah so after day 2 I've been thinking about Tomita being a certain weirdo running around Sotenbori with a... yeah]

Not for the first time, and absolutely not for the last time, Aoyagi takes off his glasses and pinches the bridge of his nose and thinks to himself: what the hell and fuck is going on in this town? And also neither for the first time nor the last, he decides he doesn't want to know. "My dude," he says out loud, "I have several questions about that thing yer swingin' around and I'm not real sure I actually want the answers to any of 'em..."

"It's called a 'gunblade,'" the guy says, as if he actually thinks that's the most burning question here. "Modeled after Squall's weapon. You know, the main character in Final Fantasy VIII, which is a--"

"I know what a gunblade is, and I know who Squall is, and I know what Final Fuckin' Fantasy is!" Aoyagi throws up his hands. "I know my viddygames! That ain't what I'm askin'!"

"He's more of a Shining Force guy," Sugihara says offhand to the gunblade guy. The gunblade guy rolls his eyes and makes a little dismissive noise. As if any of this is relevant to the important part of the conversation, that being:

"And ya just run around town with it like it's no big deal? Ya don't think the cops are gonna have somethin' to say about it?"

The gunblade guy shrugs. "It's Airsoft? Airsoft is perfectly legal?"

"I'm talkin' about the other half! You know, the stabby bit?"

And that's when Sugihara clears his throat in that unmistakable way people do when shit's about to get awkward. "They, uh," he says. "They... don't bug him about it."

Aoyagi does some quick math in his head and does not like the answer he comes up with. "And why's that?" he asks, already knowing what he's going to hear.

"Same reason they don't bug us about throwin' hands in the street," Sugihara mumbles. "Or about my shop. Or about... a lot of shit."

Same reason. That being: the Sotenbori Civic Association. Part legit civic association, part vigilante neighborhood watch with the very off-the-record and unofficial blessing of Osaka PD. That being:

"He's already a member," Aoyagi deadpans. "And you recruited him."

"Look, he's a pain in the ass and he's shit at close-up fightin' but--y'know my little zappy toy?" Said little zappy toy is a stun gun Sugihara has souped up to a possibly illegal power level. "He builds shit that makes it look like nothin'. Tomita here's a fuckin' mad genius--" And here, Gunblade Guy--Tomita--clears his throat, and Sugihara shakes his head. "No way! I am not callin' you that in polite company!"

"Who's he callin' 'polite?'" Chiba snorts.

"Must be talkin' about Shiori-chan," Aoyagi snorts back.

"Yes way!" Tomita snaps. "We agreed on this! I work under my game handle!"

"Yer game handle ain't fit for this crowd!"

Aoyagi knows he's going to regret this, but if it helps keep business running smooth... "Awright. It can't be that bad. What's yer game handle?"

Tomita says it.

"I... didn't quite catch that."

Tomita repeats it.

Yes, he definitely did catch that, in much the same way as one catches a nasty case of food poisoning. No. It's not that bad! It's far, far worse! "And... ya know that number's got some... connotations in English--" Aoyagi shakes his head. "No. Of course ya do. Who the fuck am I kiddin'. Fine. Pleasure meetin' ya..." His jaw tries to clench to keep that ridiculous handle trapped securely behind his vocal cords. "...b0ngl0rd69."

[swipes-and-buster]

Hello, Mistresses~ I just thought I'd inquire as to how you're both doing, especially regarding hygiene. Just because we've been displaced from home doesn't mean our new residence should be in shambles, after all!

Sincerely, Juice.

@minccino-maid <3

Oh, hey, it's you, that weirdo normal rat thing. What are you, by the way? Dr Zappy is a "pah-me", but I dunno what-

I think it's there in the blog name. "Minch chee no."

Huh. Alright then.

One, why do you care about that??

Two, we're doing GREAT!!!

[image attached: A small den, seems to be a little cave in the side of the mountain big enough for the two Pokemon. There's a pile of some Berries in a corner, a blanket bunched up to make a nest-type bed area (there's only one bed), and a small pile of phones that have run out of battery charge. Oh dear.]

We just need to start stealing more stuff for it. I dunno what yet though. Maybe more blankets. Or a pillow.

[kermitbread]

did somebody say tsukanene? no? ok here ya go

It's also in my AO3, as always

What a rather confuzzling situation he was in.

Tsukasa didn't know how this whole attachment with Nene began. All he knew was that one day, he decided that maybe he'd give liking his brother's assistant a try.

Certainly it doesn't seem like he wants to stop any time soon.

Did he like her in "that" way, though? Who knows? Amane seemed to feel that way towards her, he can even tell. Why should he be throwing a fit if her attention's all at his older brother and not him sometimes?

Why should he be mad if she smiles at someone else instead of him?

This particular human confused him. She confused him so much. What was it about her that made her so special to Amane, anyway? Besides her shortening lifespan, and those strange looking ankles, everything else about her seemed… average in comparison.

She didn't seem to be disturbed by his oddness anymore. Like that one time he began leaving dead birds around the bathroom for her to find (his own little way of giving gifts). As frightened as she was at first upon finding them, she'd just smile shakily at him before saying,

"Thank you for the present."

That was said so genuinely, he admit it left him unable to comprehend her words. Usually when he'd leave those nasty little gifts to Sakura she wouldn't say a word, but the disturbed look on her face was enough to tell him everything.

Thinking about it was too much hard work, though. Too stressful.

Yet he finds himself thinking about it anyway.

He sat by the rooftop, by the edge, legs swinging back and forth. His face deep in thought, so much that even if his kokujoudai tried to poke him, he wouldn't snap back to reality.

Well, his train of thought came to a halt when the door suddenly opened behind him, along with footsteps.

"Waah, I can relax today for once!" Nene stretched her arms up, a smile on her face. According to Kou, Hanako had gone off to an important meeting with the Seven Mysteries, so it meant she didn't have to clean the toilets today.

She took a whiff of the fresh air, not noticing Tsukasa watching her up from a distance intently. That was, until he decided to deliberately throw himself at her from behind.

"Nene!"

"Eh—Tsukasa-kun?!" She took a moment to balance herself as he stuck onto her back at once. Managing to stay on her feet was a race against time, especially with the twins charging at her with such speed.

"Amane's not with you today? Did he go to those boring meetings again?"

"Yeah, Kou-kun said it was important. What are you doing here all alone, Tsukasa-kun?" Nene took a breather when he finally pulled back, settling for floating right in front of her instead.

He could only shrug. "I wanted to play with Amane but seems like he's out of the picture. He can be so boring sometimes, ya know?" 

"I guess so…" She muttered. "Why not play with your friends at the broadcasting club? Nanamine-senpai seems to have free time."

"Sakura won't play with me. That other guy's not around either. Mitsuba's probably hanging out with that zappy kid. But Nene's here anyway, so it's fine!!" Tsukasa seemed perfectly happy saying those words, which slightly disturbed her.

Despite being polar opposites, there was one thing the twins had in common, and that was they hid a lot of their true emotions deep inside.

They really are brothers, huh?

And so, one thing lead to another, and Nene found herself being accompanied around the school hallways by Tsukasa. She had to stop him from scaring a few unfortunate people here and there with his pranks, although it wasn't as bad as what he'd be prone to do.

"Tsukasa-kun! Don't break the windows!" She tugged at the back of his clothes, dragging him away from her classroom before he could commit another crime.

He laughed, because why wouldn't he? "I wasn't gonna do that! I was gonna break the lights!"

"That's even worse!"

"Yashiro-san?" The voice of her classmate Akane made her stop pulling at Tsukasa and drop him on the floor, making him let out a noise as he collided downwards.

Akane took one look at her, then at Tsukasa, then at her again. He wasn't one to judge that much, but Nene hung out with the strangest people, apparition or not. And he wasn't blind either, as he was perfectly aware that this boy next to her wasn't the Honorable No. 7.

"You're Honorable No. 7's brother, aren't you?"

Tsukasa grinned at that, pointing at himself. "That's right! And I think you're that clockkeeper guy! Amane's told me all aboutcha!" Cue some useless rambling that seemed to go on forever and ever.

"Yashiro-san, you get involved with a lot of weirdos, you know that?" Akane ignored Tsukasa and turned back to Nene, who grimaced at his remark.

"I can… see that." She gritted out. It wasn't easy being her at all.

Finally stopping his chattering, Tsukasa blurted out, "Hey, aren't you also that guy who has a crush on that girl? Aoi? Yeah, she looks like an elementary school kid more than anything."

Akane's mood suddenly turned sour, and Nene feared for the worst. "What did you just say, you stupid little brat?"

Tsukasa, upon seeing his darkening face, smirked. "I said what I said, four-eyes."

Oh no. Oh no no no no no no. Nene chanted in her mind. Why did Tsukasa have to provoke him?! When it came to her best friend, Akane wouldn't hesitate to send you to your doom if you made one wrong move.

"It seems… you want to experience a second death. I don't care if you're Honorable No. 7's brother, no one insults Ao-chan like that and gets away with it." Even in his civilian form, Nene could feel the strong aura of power coming from the redhead.

She had to stop him before things could get worse!

Why isn't Tsukasa-kun moving?! He could get hurt! Oh, come on!

"S—"

Akane was just about to bludgeon the ghost to oblivion when—

"—STOOOOPPP!!!'

Nene had forced herself in the middle of the two boys, arms spread outwards, shielding Tsukasa from the angry Akane. The redhead stopped in his tracks, blinking owlishly at her.

"Eh—Yashiro-san?! Why'd you get in my way? I'm trying to defend Ao-chan's honor!"

"You seriously need to calm down, Akane-kun!" She shouted. "Tsukasa-kun was only joking around! He didn't mean anything he said!"

"I absolutely did—" Tsukasa didn't even get to finish his sentence when Nene clamped a hand on his mouth, shutting him up.

With a deep breath, she continued, "Maybe you need to learn how to differentiate a joke and a serious sentence next time."

Akane stared at her for a moment, then sighed, rolling his eyes. "I dunno what's with you defending the disaster twins so much. You're crazy, you know that, Yashiro-san?"

You're the one to talk!

"But, it seems that I gotta let it go for now. I won't be merciful to you next time, you shrimp." Akane narrowed his eyes at Tsukasa, in which the ghost responded by sticking his tongue out mockingly.

By the time the boy left, Nene let out a sigh of relief, letting her shoulders loose from the tension. It was a good thing Akane had made the decision to stop or the bloodshed would have been horrifying to witness.

Why was hanging around with Tsukasa becoming more like a babysitting job?!

She started to pity Sakura a lot more now.

"Maybe we should also work on your communication skills, Tsukasa-kun." She managed to drag herself to the girl's bathroom, hoping Hanako was finally done with his meeting and she could get some peace of mind.

Unfortunately for her, he wasn't around yet, as the two of them were met with an empty bathroom with nothing but Mokke playing a match of hanafuda among themselves.

She resist the urge to groan, walking by the window and sitting on the floor next to the Mokke. Tsukasa had been strangely quiet since their trek to his brother's domain, which was unusual of him.

In fact, he had been looking quite concerning. A look of melancholy that mirrored that of Hanako's, but at the same time didn't seem to belong on his face.

"You know what?" He had spoken up from out of nowhere, startling her a bit. A Mokke in his hand, he sat by her side, pulling on the creature's ears like a stretchy toy.

"I've never been with someone this long before. Amane usually plays with me a lot, but he'd always be busy again before I know it."

He didn't notice how Nene looked surprised at that, as apparent to her widening eyes, mouth parting a little. So she was right, after all.

She turned her gaze down to her hands. An awkward silence hung around the bathroom for a while, as she began racking her brain with various thoughts. Sure, Tsukasa was a force to be reckoned with, but even ghosts like him felt a little lonely.

And even ghosts like him needed a little bit of cheering up sometimes.

Nene didn't even know why, but she did it anyway.

"—!!" Tsukasa didn't have time to process what was happening, as soon as he felt her tug on the front of his shirt and pull him to the side.

His eyes became wide as he finally realized what she was doing.

It was a quick peck on the cheek, but he could still feel the sensation of her lips on his skin, even if it was only for a second.

No sound escaped his mouth, as he remained uncharacteristically silent, frozen like a statue.

Nene let him go, feeling flustered and shy in front of him all of a sudden. Who wouldn't be? She just kissed him on the cheek out of all people!

"I—I just thought… you needed some cheering up, t-that's all!"

He didn't reply, nor made eye contact. As Nene tried to get his attention, the door of the bathroom opened, and Kou stepped in.

"Senpai! Hanako's done with his meeting! He's calling us by the rooftop!"

"Oh—right! I'll be right there!" Brushing the imaginary dirt off her uniform, she rushed over to Kou, but not before turning to the dazed Tsukasa on the floor and waving her hand.

"I'll see you later, Tsukasa-kun!"

By the time the bathroom door closed, Tsukasa blinked back to his senses. The Mokke surrounded him, quite curious about his sudden change of attitude.

For what seemed like the first time in a long while, he couldn't deny that she had just made his heart race.

He tilted the edge of his hat downwards, lips pressed in a thin line, as he desperately tried to hide the growing redness escaping his cheeks.

Yashiro Nene confused him so much. So, so much.

[rogue-snorunt]

The Mojave News: 12.12.81

No one has seen or heard the courier since he left to travel to the Divide but there are some rumors of his activities:

Befriended an eyebot

Lost his damn mind when said eyebot unlocked a commissary for him and he realized not only could he loot everything to eventually get both the caps and the to pieces of neat armor... But the commissary resets at 6,000 caps everytime you buy it out! He got there with 15,000 caps and currently has 65,480.. and his cap horde shows no signs of shrinking

Punched his way through all the robos until he finally navigated to

Hopeville and reached the Lonesome road!

Found the laser detonator and may have forgotten the actual purpose of being here isn't too make everything go ka-blewy

ED-E got him somewhat back on track while also startling the crap out of him via the mysterious voice whose going on about what, Isaac has no damn idea

Lost his shit at finding the Buster Sword™ and the Zappy blade ™

Became horribly, horribly sick with rad poisoning after getting confused and very lost.. but was saved by good boi ED-E who was able to get him to the hospital med pod just in time.

Reacted to the lizard men by an astounding amount of reckless punching

Became hopelessly lost once again in the collapsed overpass but once again, ED-E came to his rescue with supportive and 'just follow me you funky little human' beeps.

Loves his robo buddy but really wishes lil guy would stop going from cute beeps to cryptic weirdo spouting confusing nonsense