#and wally Is actually fiddling with the site

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i think there’s something very funny (and exciting) about the fact that i have seen Insanely in-depth arguments for both “the WHRP isn’t real and it’s just wally/the puppets putting up a front to get people to listen to them” and “things like the guestbook doodle aren’t actually from wally and it’s just the WHRP roleplaying as him to get people’s attention.” that’s one hell of a coin toss.

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#5

Okay question. Thomas petting WereWally? :'0

Clown I snorted out loud at this, thank you--

My first thought was...not really knowing how to make that Work, since my Tom isn’t exactly a very touchy-feely kinda guy, at least not to his coworkers--but then I got to thinkin’--

Thomas stays late at the studio one night on Ink Machine maintenance and finds himself being tailed (heh) by a curious cartoon wolf. Who also happens to bear an uncanny resemblance to the janitor who normally tags along with Tom during the day, right down to the freckles and the floppy newsie cap between his ears. 

Alright, that’s fine, not the weirdest shit he’s seen while working for Drew, he can deal with this. 

After a long, awkward moment of “You...just gonna stand there and gawk, or...?”, Tom relents and lets Wally follow him to the work site.

They end up settling into their normal workday routine surprisingly quickly--Tom does most of the hands-on work while Wally silently bops around in the background and fiddles with the toolbox he insists on holding, occasionally handing Tom a necessary tool with all the silent gravitas of a brain surgeon. Thomas finds himself smiling at the toon’s antics despite himself--though he’s quick to stifle his amusement before Wally notices 

Still, he gives in again after Wally starts giving him the Big Ol’ Pleading Eyes, and allows him to step in and start doing some of the smaller tasks himself.

At one point, after Wally successfully wrestles a particularly tricky bolt back into place, Tom gives him a congratulatory pat on the shoulder and a “Good job!”

 --and Wally immediately lights up like the Fourth of July and dives in to trap the mechanic in a big ol bear (or is it wolf?) hug, tail wagging at Mach 3. 

Thomas is stunned for a second, before reluctantly reaching up and giving the wolf’s curly mop of hair-turned-fur a ruffle. 

“Yeah, yeah, you’re welcome,” he grumbles into a mouthful of fur, which doesn’t do much to disguise his smile. 

17 notes • Posted 2021-03-08 03:21:22 GMT

#4

The Ink Demonth, Day 1 - “Pride”

HELLO FOLKS GUESS WHO’S FINALLY DOING THIS CHALLENGE AGAIN

(This was very much inspired by this comic by @inkdemonapologist n uses a bit of the dialogue, but I did my best to expand on it a bit in my own words fhdjkfdhfkjds)

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“...And he said ‘I’m sure she’ll be just as popular as Bendy some day’!” Susie gushed. “We’re gonna spend an evening out together any day now, I’m sure of it!” 

Norman Polk, who was taking the time to sneak a cigarette in the privacy of his projection booth (not being used at the moment, of course--he knew better than to bring a flame around film, and a moment’s respite wasn’t worth risking blowing half the Music Department to kingdom come), and to pick up on a bit of Studio gossip, raised an eyebrow.

“Not sure that’ll work out, Miss Campbell.” 

Susie giggled and waved a hand. “Oh Norman, what do you know?” 

Norman “hmm”ed at that, and took a long drag, watching the smoke curl under the lights. Now that was a question that had a hell of a lot of answers, but he could think of a few things: 

What do I know? Well, Susie, I know Sammy’s always makin’ moony eyes at the lyricist when he thinks nobody can see. I know how Mr. Drew comes and visits him in the recording studio after hours. If Mr. Sammy Lawrence has got any interest in you, Miss Campbell, I can assure you it’s solely in findin’ out a way to fit that pretty voice of yours to a score. 

But of course he wouldn’t say any of that. Not when the poor girl was clearly head-over-heels, and even if he was used to hearing about other people’s heartbreak, it didn't mean he wanted to cause any. 

All he said instead was: “Sammy’s what they call a...temperamental man.”

“Maybe to you,” Susie, who was clearly not well-versed in euphemism, sniffed. “He’s been perfectly sweet to me.” 

Norman barked laughter at that, which turned flawlessly into a (not entirely faked, thanks to a bit of smoke going down the wrong way) coughing fit as Susie leveled a look at him. 

“Sweet!” he wheezed. “Sammy Lawrence, sweet!” 

“EVERYONE SHUT UP, I’M TRYING TO RECORD!” 

Both of them jumped. They hadn’t heard the piano music stop, but now Sammy himself was glaring daggers up at them from down below and practically vibrating like a cello string with irritation. 

Susie immediately began tittering a stream of apologies, while Norman just waved a hand good-naturedly.

“Sorry ‘bout that, Sammy,” he called down. “We got a little carried away. Won’t happen again.”

“It better not, because I have been here since nine in the morning and if I have to retake this piece one more time, I’m going to smash this piano into kindling and strangle the next person who interrupts me with the wires.” He jabbed a finger at Norman and the glowing rollup. “And for God’s sake, Polk, put that out! This isn’t a damn lounge.” 

With that, he sat back down and flipped his sheet music over with unnecessary force, and they heard the piano start back up again a moment later. Norman turned back to Susie and gave her a slow grin.

“Sweet,” he repeated incredulously. “An absolute lamb.” 

Susie was back to blushing bright red again. “H-he’s just under a lot of stress right now! He has his moments, really!”

“Sure he does, Susie,” Norman settled back and took another drag of the forbidden cigarette. “Suuure he does.”

21 notes • Posted 2021-08-03 04:29:57 GMT

#3

The Ink Demonth, Day 3: "Reel"

Y'ALL THOUGHT I'D GIVEN UP ON THIS CHALLENGE?? GUESS AGAIN, NERDS /LH

Not much to say about this, have a spooky Norm to celebrate my last day of freedom before university starts!

57 notes • Posted 2021-09-02 00:59:59 GMT

#2

A rough outline of how I consume media:

I watch my friends/mutuals get Invested in it

Let it percolate in my brain for a couple of months (minimum)

Finally go "oh yeah, maybe I should check this thing out for myself!"

Inevitably hyperfixate on it and spend a solid few weeks or so doing nothing but obsessively consume every scrap of lore/trivia/fan content I can find (sometimes without ever actually playing/watching/listening to the media Itself)

Burrow into the fictional universe of the media and make a nest there like a little rat (again, sometimes without ever fully engaging in the actual Media)

85 notes • Posted 2021-09-18 04:05:04 GMT

#1

AYYYY MY TMA PIN IS FINALLY HERE!!!!!

(Shout out to @pangur-and-grim, your designs are DOPE)

237 notes • Posted 2021-06-21 20:57:17 GMT

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