#eene Johnny

[astroprinc3]

my bsf guessing some eene character’s names (her guesses are so funny)

guessing double d:

guessing eddy:

guessing ed:

guessing johnny:

the big reveal:

bonus:

someone please pray that my friend actually checks out eene i NEED someone to talk with abt the show 😭

[theangrycomet-art]

Cul-de-Sac Kids 2

Tanner and Paisley, Olof, and Rowan and Oakley

COMMISSIONS OPENED

Kofi

Character Stats I’ve been meaning to add but forgot and probably won’t get to for a while cause this has already been in my drafts for like 8 months and I wanna post it so here’s a keep reading so that when I eventually edit this it’ll redirect to my blog with the “original” freshly edited post

Tanner

age: 16

he/him…

Number 12 on the [find name for Soccer team]

on the field, Tanner is a bright, confident and competent player, but off the field he is incredibly clumsy

is always finding himself in uncomfortable/awkward situations

is signed up for almost every sport that he can be but the only one he really enjoys is Soccer (partially due to how supportive the team is)

wants to quit but also doesn’t want to disappoint his dad

honestly he’s rather be doing dance with his sister than anymore sports but was shot down by his dad when he brought it up the one time

eventually she realizes she’s a girl but she doesn’t know how to bring it up to her dad- or even if she should at all given his past history reagarding Tanner’s interest in more feminine things

Paisley

Age: 9

she/her

the little sugar plum Princess of fury

In ballet- wants to be a boxer (she doesn’t hate ballet per se- she’s just rather be in the dojo next door)

wants to join the KND but Oakley won’t tell her how to join

Olof

Age: 15

he/him

one of the many grandsons of Sheperd

has a goat named Gloria and a sheep named Cloud

a skilled fiber crafter

stress whittles (carved his own shepherd staff when he was 6)

a cheerful fellow, he could happily spend the day tending to his and his families animals

Hates the texture of dirt (specifically dry dirt, as mud doesn’t seem to bother him,

potential recruit for the Gizmos (if Kaiden can figure out how to convince him that ice skating isn’t that hard or scary)

confident in his skills, but easily flustered by his social feaux paes

Defensive about his “weird” habits (his abnormal strength, love of meat, strange expressions, his old way of dressing, etc)

though he loves his family, he I had mixed feelings on their strange traditions, much to the chagrin of his father

he tends to try and hide it rather than explain it, never inviting people over and even occasionally claiming his fathers an accountant

His sister Heidi (whom he was closest to) felt the same way and ran away when they were 12 (he was 11), never to be seen again

this heartbreak almost divided the family, but they kept it together barely

Operative Numbuh 8642 (Keeper of the Hamsters)

Weapon of Choice: M.I.S.S.O.L.E. (Shoe Gun)

Status: Decommissioned

Recruited alongside Numbuh 2468 (Status: MIA) by Numbuh 88^2 during a rescue mission

Rowan

Age: 15

they/them

constantly spacing out- lives in their own world

sculptor (like scrounding the junkyard for parts for his pieces)

offers strange pieces of advice that 2/3 times work like a charm

stoner buddies with Mason

superhero fan; favorite hero is Rex.

Never seen without their jacket. They supposedly has a tattoo that they’re hiding from their parents but nobody had ever seen it

while they’re not mean to their little brother they arn’t exactly putting much effort into him

They has a deep burning indifference to him, if not a mild irritation

Oakley

Age: 11

talks nonstop (even in his sleep)

Operative Numbuh 1424: Security and Defense Specialist

Weapon of Choice: Custom S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R.

Status: Active

[glitch-pep]

Incorrect Mina quotes cuz why not:

Double D: I have made the decision to trust you.

Mina: A horrible decision, really.

Jonny: Why's it called an oven when you of in the cold food and you of out hot eat the food?

Mina: ...What?

Naz: :)

Mina: >:(

Naz: Turn that frown upside down!

Mina: ):<

Naz: Not sure what I was expecting...

Jonny: Mina and I are so close we even share a toothbrush!

Mina: ...We what?

Mina: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.

Jonny: And?

Mina: And you are.

Kevin: I can't believe you live nearby, and you won't let anyone crash at your place.

Mina: You people already know too much about me.

Kevin: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won't let any of us crash at your place.

Double D: Can you keep a secret?

Mina: Do you know anything about my life?

Double D: No I do not. Good point.

Jonny: Am I right, Mina?

Mina: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair, I wasn’t listening.

Divider credit: pfparchive

[cartoonbudartz]

And this, the cartoon car chase reaches its conclusion! This was a fun experiment recreating one of the coolest sequences in dreamworks history but with classic CN stars.

Don’t expect anything more for a while, though. My wrist can only take so much pressure. Plus, there’s college and all that.

**EDIT: 4/21/23: forgot to add the first two panels**

[memelzebub]

CUTE

[lovelyroseghost]

Plank’s Stand-Up Comedy evening🎙️🤣

(You better not insult him, Penumbra if you don’t want to become a “Wood Hater” in Johnny’s eyes😏)

[happaxgamma]

[larsorhayr]

A Johnny draw, kill me world

[insomniactoons]

fake your way to the top

[wierdartistmarcell]

Some more art from the EEnE rp server. Here’s the characters I have been interacting with the most. It was heavily based on a draw the squad base I found on Pinterest.

Characters: Rolf, Double D, Ed, Eddy, Melanie, Xander, Kevin, Johnny & Plank.

All the characters are like 17-19.

[lascidarkblueuniversestuff]

Holding an AMA (Ask Me Anything)

Well, I'm still doing an AMA (Ask Me Anything) on my Tumblr, https://lascidarkblueuniversestuff.tumblr.com/ask, for anyone who has questions for me and more!

[d-e-w-p]

Seeing eens on my dash has reawakened am Ancient headcanon:

Johnny bravo being double d's uncle/cousin and trying to help him "appeal to the ladies", meanwhile DD just. Watching Johnny's multiple attempts to woo women fail with fondness.

(he has a soft spot for overconfidance and resilience in the face of multiple failures can't think of why-)

[chaosandmarigolds]

(Did the poll say happiness and rainbows? Yeah but I’m having fun with my angst so here’s more! :) )

“No I want to see him.”

The officer looked at the man, who looked like he had just rolled out of bed, and she narrows her eyes, “As I had told you, sir, Mister Taylor asked for no visitors unless family. And are you related to Missus Taylor or Oliver?” The question was a mock because she knew the answer.

So, with a bite of a tongue Price relented, “Who’s your supervisor?”

“He’s out of office.”

“Fuckin- course he is. Where’s Riley?”

“Mister Riley is currently in questioning.”

Price frowned, “But you already questioned him.”

The officer shrugged, “Our lead detective thought it best to do a second round.”

“Then I want to speak to your lead detective.”

“You and everyone else, take a ticket.”

-

To say your hands were shaking would be an understatement, you had been sitting in Johnny’s car for a close to an hour and so far you probably lost half your body weight in tears. It seemed unreal, there was no way it was actually reality, after all you had been through. It was just….

You jolt when someone knocks on the glass window, only to see Eliza by the door and you let out breath, quickly getting out of the car and into her arms.

“T-they still have Simon in questioning and-and he’s not answering my calls-“

“I know, John’s taking care of it. Oh honey,” her voice was a bit rasped and she looks you over, “You look like a mess.”

Your chest heaves for air as you ramble to her, telling her about how they took you all to the station at four in the morning and how everything was working against your favor. You both sat on the curb outside, as Johnny’s car was an incubator, her arm loosely wrapped around your shoulders and hands holding the coffee she had gotten you.

“Johnny went-Johnny went to be with Ollie, they…they wouldn’t let me see him.”

Eliza scoffs at that, “Bastards. Keeping a child from his mother.”

—

In hindsight it wasn’t best idea.

However, it did do its job. What job was that? Who knew.

“Uh oh,” Ollie whispered from the other side of the conference table, looking to his biological father (who was currently doubled over while clutching his nose), “You made uncle soap maaad.”

“You fucking bitch!” Caleb practically screamed, “I’ll have your job!”

Johnny stood perfectly still for a moment, as if he wasn’t sure if he had just imagined he punched him or if it was reality and he then snapped into the situation, “Ah please, as i’ you go’ a job tha’s all high n mighty.”

It took about a minute before an officer came back in to check on everything, and thanks to a somewhat threatening stare Caleb had just said he got a bloody nose and everything was alright.

“Oliver, come on. We’re leaving.”

“But I don wanna go.”

With a tug and hoist Oliver was being carried on Caleb’s side, “Didn’t ask we have a flight to catch.”

-

“For the fucking millionth time she had Oliver when I met her.”

“According to these files Oliver was with his father.”

“Bullshit!!!” Simon snipped back, his anger growing with each second. Every file, data bank, Facebook post made it seem like Oliver lived with Caleb until he went ‘missing’ two weeks ago. “Look at the bank statements why would she pay insurance for a child she doesn’t even have?”

The detective sighed, “We did, Mister Riley, she’s not paying for any child’s health insurance.”

This was insane.

“Mister Riley, I am going to ask one final time: did you help Missus Taylor take her son?”

With a glare Simon leaned forward on the table, “Didn’t fucking take him, because he’s ’een here wit us for ‘is entire life.”

-

“Caleb?” You slowly move to stand up as you watch your ex husband carry your son out of the station, and within a millisecond your blood was cold, “Oliver?”

“Mommy!” The boy practically screeched at the sight of you, trying to pry himself away from the man’s grasp, “Mommy I don’t wanna go!”

Before you had the chance to get to the car Caleb was currently putting Oliver into, you were held back.

“Lassie, lassie easy-“

“Johnny let-let me go.”

Johnny, with close to zero effort, turns you to face him, “Leave it. It’s gonna be okay, go’ a plan yeah? Ollie’s gonna be in his bed tonight, promise.”

(Teehee, that’s all for now)

[cartoonbudartz]

A silly comic idea I had when imagining that car chase scene from Madagascar 3, but with Cartoon Network characters. That’s how weird I can get.

[karlachismylife]

Okay but imagine this: if task force 141 get thrown into Faerûn just as they are (i dunno, a portal opens up during a mission for neutralizing a huge dnd cultist-terrorist organization, whatever), with their ammunition, gear, guns etc. They quickly realize that the guns are kinda useless, because there is no way to supply them with bullets etc and then again, the fuck is your rifle gonna do against a literal fireball or a revived skeleton. But they can't just drop them, because who knows who's gonna find them and do what; but if they keep carrying those around, maybe they'll find a way to adapt their firearms to the new reality. And finally, they are still hoping to get back home... at least in the beginning.

And this is how Soap's sniper rifle becomes just a fancy toy. He still takes care of it, but there's no point in using it... until he catches Karlach's curious look while he's busying his hands (fella gotta fidget) with cleaning up this intimidating (at least it was) weapon. Karlach knows a good weapon when she sees one even if she has never seen anything like this before; she's both fought barehanded and seen how far mechanics can go in terms of ways to kill someone. And this polished beauty with a ton of little interesting details in construction is definitely a good weapon.

Soap is beaming when Karlach asks to show and explain how it works. He goes over the whole mechanism, gives her a three hours speech about different types of firearms, nearly starts a chemistry lesson on gunpowder and draws schemes with a stick on the ground to explain all the physics of a good shot. He wouldn't even notice if Karlach dozed off in the middle of this tirade. But Karlach surprises everyone, including herself, by staying extra attentive this whole time. Her head might hurt a little from trying to stuff all this information inside at once, but she senses Johnny's passion about the subject and it's contagious.

And then Soap asks her, giving her a heavy friendly slap on the shoulder: "Wanntae have a go?"

"Aye, soldier, don't have to ask me twice!" Karlach's already picked up a little of his accent and it earns her a cheeky smile from Soap, but what really makes him beam and jump to his feet immediately with his rifle in hand is that she's ecstatic to go and try shooting this thing.

They move a little away from camp so that they won't startle anyone there or draw unnecessary attention to the location and choose a target, a fallen tree trunk on one side of a large clearing. Soap gets into position and that pretty shiny thing in his arms goes boom, slicing a teeny tiny branch that was sticking out on the trunk clean off.

Karlach is hot with excitement, buzzing while Johnny explains her how to get into the right shooting position and what needs extra attenion when making a shot. He shoots one or two more times before her impatience gets to him and he scoots to the side, offering her a place behind the gun. Karlach copies his pose as best as she can, a good straight line and not much leaning forward. She is a soldier, a good one, she can follow instructions and handle the recoil, but what hurts her performance is... that same impatience. That beautiful SP-X 80 goes off in her hands almost immediately and although Karlach doesn't miss that poor tree entirely, the bullet lands nowhere near the spot Soap pointed out as target. Aww, dammit, soldier.

Soap doesn't seem upset in the slightest though (if anything, he is trying to keep his eyes off her ass, presented to him like a birthday cake). He just moves closer again and adjusts Karlach's grip on the handle, keeping his hands on her and using this lesson as a shameless excuse to get his paws all over the excited tiefling while he makes her calm down her breathing and watch that little cross in them complex optics.

"Close yer een, bonnie, take a couple breaths... aye, just like tha'. Is the reticle still on target? Good, now breathe out again 'n' when ye get that wee pause in yer body… shoot."

Maybe it's not entirely fair for him to ask Karlach to breathe normally when his calloused hand is right there on her back, touching her (touching her!) under the excuse of showing that lowest point in breathing when the trigger should be pulled. But they are not in a competition and good for her: despite following instructions to a t she can't seem to master it. She doesn't miss every single attempt, but her aim is clearly off. Her tail gives away her disappointment in shots landing slightly off target and coils around Johnny's ankle as he crouches next to Karlach laid out there in a proper prone position and watches her with a twinkle in his blue eyes.

When the last bullet they took with them shatters dead wood almost, almost right where she wanted, Karlach sighs and rolls on her side, quickly noticing how cozy her tail got with Soap's leg and untangling it as if nothing happened.

"Dinnae worrie, soldier, aim gets better wi' practice." Karlach earns another friendly slap on her shoulder and the faintest frown that hid in her brows immediately goes away, replaced by a toothy grin.

"Practice, eh, mate?" She repeats, and Johnny already knows she's got something on her mind. "Wanna go throw axes then?"

[gettingfrilly]

Thanks @doubledyke for the tag. We're a small group so probably everyone I would tag has already been tagged lol.

Hey I'm Danny and this is basically exactly what I look like except 200 pounds heavier. My biggest interest and hyperfixation rn is vivziepop's hellaverse. It was made by an edgelord millennial cartoon fan for edgelord millennial cartoon fans. If you ever liked invader zim, johnny the homicidal maniac, or creating sparkle dog OCs on deviantart, I guarantee you'll love it (helluvaboss is especially good for eene enjoyers, i promise, especially if you like short, angry, manic men who need to be on some sort of medication.)

other special interests rotating on the carousel in my brain are: eene, orangutans, dragonball z, vegeta my love my son my horrible horrible gremlin man who is so stinky and so stupid, life sims, gay anime (if im watching it, its automatically gay,) a lot of adult swim cartoons, and everything and anything mental health related, especially if it has to do with the care of neurodivergent children ('tis my job.) Also worth noting is that I spend the vast majority of my time playing video games, and have been spending the vast majority of my time this way since I was three years old.