#crowconuts

[dopescissorscashwagon]

Pelican Bay shot over the Lake and golf course- Naples by Crowconut

[ilpoetanarratore-blog]

https://x.com/Crowconut/status/1763735495639478416?t=FzIi1zu2FooA386ODBWs4Q&s=09

[sweetdreams-au-blog]

Chapter 1: Molasses Mog

Mark ran into the humid atmosphere of the mog. He had to find Ethan before something happened. He passed by a sign that read “Molasses Mog” stopped for a second. He noticed dark puddles on the trail, spread far and wide. He grabbed a stick and dipped it in the substance. But when he tried to pull it out, it was stuck. He pulled too hard and fell on his back. A nearby bird, a crowconut is what Wilford called them, made a noise that sounded similar to a laugh.

Oh great, being mocked by a bird…

Once he got back up, he noticed someone leaning against a tree. The man looked eerily similar to Anti…

The man had clothes like Anti, except with the chocolate brown boots and collar, and cherry buttons….Mark was reminded of Chocolate ‘Black Forest’ fondant.

“Ya got ta death wish boy?” He said in a deep tone.

“N-no…” he stuttered

The man laughed, almost joining the bird. “Ya best be careful in the Mog. Dangerous beings lurk there.”

And suddenly he was gone. Mark grumbled, flipping the bird off. The bird, in turn, screeched loudly at him clearly not pleased. Mark ignored it and went deeper, avoiding any dark puddles on the path. He suddenly noticed the changes in Mog the deeper he went....and the crowconuts got darker in color and scarier as well. He noticed the sky getting slowly darker. A dizzy spell struck him and he suddenly passed out.

“Wakey Wakey Mark Fischbach!!” An annoying voice said

Oh god. Not him. Not-

“It’s me, your buddy. Bim Trimmer.”

Mark groaned. “Let me go Bim. I don’t want to play your dumb canniballlllll what the hell are those things?” He asked suddenly, noticing the little creatures that surrounded him. They did not look too friendly.

“Oh those guys? They’re called Box O Raisins. I call them Raisins. They’re interesting companion creatures. Not like a Snowcone Snowpuff or a Circus Peanut. And the only reason these cannibal creatures haven’t eaten you is because I told them not to.” He said pulling the licorice ropes tighter.

“Kill me?”

“Yes kill you. Something about you... it’s different... it’s going to cause something big and dangerous. You see Mark, in this world it’s eat or be eaten. And I’m not going to sit around to be eaten..No... I’m going to be the one eating YOU!” Bim lunged at him

Mark suddenly woke up in cold sweat. Amy was right next to him, worry on her face. He placed his hand over his chest, his heart beating rapidly. It was just a dream ... right?

For now....

[askpresidentsoot]

Dadza said hi. here's a coconut. can i stay on your shoulder?

-crowconut

aw, thank you, i'll put in on the shelf in my office. yeah, there's room. go ahead and hop on.

what have you lot been up to, chatters? bothering phil plenty, i hope?

[kristinsimp]

bugs in coconut. then grilled. fire.

-crowconut

You! You also worry me!

[crowconutblog-blog]

First time for everything!

Hello people of Tumblr!  I’m painfully new to this so bear with me! Someone as young, hip and down-with-it as I really should know more about all this blogging business, but its somehow escaped me for all this time. Which is bizarre really as I love looking at pictures and reading - two things that seem quite prominent here! So I think we are going to get on swell. I mean boss. Or lit.  *insert word of the moment here*

Right so why am I here? My name’s Beka and I’m a freelance graphic designer and illustrator. I wanted to have a place that allowed me to share more about the projects I’m working on/people I’m working with, development/processes, and to talk to other people about their work and projects. And boom, that’s all here! Schwifty.

So I will start by posting about my brand new website which I launched today - crowconut.com and the social gubbins that go along with it in the name of facebook.com/crowconut and instagram.com/crowconut_ 

The name stems from an unquenchable thirst for puns. I wish I could take credit for it but that honour goes to my better half Jamie AKA The Unrivaled Pun Master 3000. Its a bit daft, but so am I. Whilst I’ve drawn up another version of the character that’s a little more in my style, the original version he did of Crowconut is too funny and adorable not to share...

I may have to make him into a badge... If you’re a designer of any sort, and you work under a brand name, how did you decide on it? 

Anyway, that will do for now! Looking forward to getting more into this and chatting to all y’all! So say hello and if you are a designer post links to your work so I can have a gander! Bye :)

Beka xx

[kristinsimp]

i found a coconut on our way. hat.

- crowconut

Mate, I-

I don't have anywhere to put that

[kristinsimp]

wear coconut under your hat. protection.

-crowconut

That is NOT going to fit. I hate to break it to you.

[sweetdreams-au-blog]

Chapter 1.5: Molasses Meeting

Dark glanced around the table. He noted of the egos in the room. Blank, who was next to Mad Mike. Who in turn, was making rude remarks at Blank. Anti watch the two brothers go at it. Mare and Phantom were discussing what new drink they should have at the bar. Yan and Bim discussed about Bims failed attempt at a meal. And the two girls, Pamic Attack and Peevils. The two were discussing whatever it is the girls discussed.

He cleared his throat, gaining everyone’s attention. “I called this meeting to discuss all the sudden events that have occurred. Wilford has told me of the various people that don’t belong here. Bim tried to eat one of them. That was foolish.”

Bim grumbled at him. Dark ignored him, turning to Yan.

“Yan, you were in charge of the entrance. Why did you fail your task?”

Yan just shrugged. Dark sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Blank, excellent work on keeping Syrup Stream clean and keeping creatures out.”

Blank nodded, while Mike scoffed. Dark looked at him. “Mad Mike, please stop harassing the Crowconuts. They don’t like you either, so leave em be?”

“Pamic and Peevils, I entrust you two will keep the woods out of sight.”

The Mint Chip Ice Cream and Cherry Julibee girls nodded. They went back to discussing things.

“Mare and Phantom, I have to commend you on finding the dogs and keeping them safe. I can only surmise they belong to the outsiders.”

They nodded. Finally, Dark looked at Anti with a scowl.

“You. Stop whatever it is you were doing. I saw what you did today.”

Anti glared at him. “What else am I to do? Let them go thinking they’re fine on their own? They become egotistical and that’s no good. I enjoy watching their fear grow.”

“Whatever. You all have jobs to do, so do them! Meeting adjourned. If you’ll excuse me, I need to visit the circus and talk with a certain clown.”

[kristinsimp]

phil how long until we're at the dream smp? i want to see wilbur. give coconut.

-crowconut

Another day or so. Don't worry, we're close.

I wanna see him too, mate.