#god i wish i knew about that glitch sooner. it would have saved me a lot of chocolate coins and tears and piñata deaths 😔

[lucaanis]

Professor pester was such a cunt! He always destroyed your most expensive pinata too because he's a sick fuck

no literally i was trying to get one of the hardest/most expensive piñatas to be a resident (i cant remember which one but it was one that needed to eat like 12 bart-ified foods that already cost a lot of money and then hunt like 6 piñatas that cost a fortune to trap + had to be fed something specific to turn into something else, i think it was whatever rashberries turn into??? it's been a long time) and this motherfucker would show up WHILE that creature was visiting and kill my hogs that it needed to eat. every. fucking. day. and eventually i got so mad i ragequit and started playing on jff mode for a while... ☹️ JUSTICE FOR MY HOGS. #myhogs

and it's even worse bc they made his ass immune to getting beat with the shovel. i think vp should give you a professor pester shaped anti-materiel rifle tbh

[justwritingscibbles]

Friends In Dead Places

I had some inspiration for Robbie. It’s a little different to what I usually write on this blog, but I felt the need to share.

Feedback would be awesome! And tell me if you want it continued.

You haven’t heard from Robbie in days. He wasn’t answering his phone and none of you could go out and look for him.  Some part of you feared that he wouldn’t even recognise the house. The windows were boarded up, the gardens torn up and stomped into the dirt.The nieghorhood itself looked totally different. With the burn cars and a few bodies laying about. It was so quiet. So eerily quiet. 

Not that you would know the situation outside. The Septics refused to let you anywhere near the windows or doors on the first floor. They begged you to stay up on the second floor. The staircase blocked off, but still accessible to Anti and Jackie. It just took some squeezing and wriggling to get over the furniture. Anti just glitched in and out, but you considered that cheating.  You had a little spot by your bedroom window. It too was boarded up but you managed to peek through a small gap between the planks to peer out onto the street.  You saw only a part of the street and the next door neighbours house. Their front door had been pushed into and blood drenched their front lawn. You weren’t sure where they had stumbled off too. But you were glad they weren’t out on the street.

But the main worry was Robbie. Had he wandered off with the rest of the dead? Or had he been mistaken for one and been killed?  Maybe some government person saw him and picked him up? Or a survivor had rescued him and he was out of the city?  Was he dead enough for the other Undead to see him as kin than a meal? 

So many questions. And almost no answers. 

A knock on your bedroom door tore your eyes away from the street. Chase opened the door and spoke with a quiet voice. Fear clawing at the edges of his gaze. “(Y/N), Angel is back. He wants everyone in the hallway.” 

You nodded and gave one final glance at the street before hurrying after Chase.  The whole house was huddled in the corridor above the stairs. Jackie and Schneep looked exhausted. Since the two have been running about the area looking for supplies and checking on the surviving neighbours; you doubted they’ve had a wink of sleep throughout the past two days.  Anti was quiet. The knife, ever present in his fingers, was clenched tightly by his side.  You caught his eye and waved a little. He replied with a simple head-nod. It was the most you got out of him since he left on the first day. This was actually the first time you’ve seen him inside for more then a simple “I���m not dead.” visit. 

Angel brought your attention to him when he sighed heavily. “It’s bad. I haven’t seen a living person in the last six hours. I’ve checked up on the outer neighbourhood houses, but the Jones’ place had been broken into.” 

“Undead?” Marvin asked. His wand twirling in his hand; a nervous twitch he liked to do.

“No. Looters I think. I saw some dead on the lawn, heads smashed in. As for the family, they were nowhere to be seen. I pray they got out.” Angel’s words laid a thick cover of fatigue on his tone.  Everyone was tired. Scared. Worried. You wished you had the words to comfort everyone. 

“What about Robbie? Still no sign?” You asked. He was the last ray of hope you all had. Other then food, it was the only other reason everyone ventured outside. 

Angel’s eyes lit up a little. The change in his posture had everyone looking a little brighter as Angel lifted a video recorder from his shoulder-bag.  “That’s why I had you all here. I found him... but it’s not good.” Angel fiddled with the buttons and turned the little screen around so you all could see. 

It was a video of a crowd. Angel was flying slowly over the mass of bodies and it took you a moment for your brain to register that these people were all staring up at him. Mouths agape and hands clutching at the air, trying to get him.  Angel in the video, panned the video up a little and everyone gasped at sheer number of dead gathered together. 

“This is at the park only a few blocks away. They seem to be wandering away from us, but... well...” Angel let his words trail off as the video continued. The groans and moans of the zombies was suddenly drowned out by video Angel calling out 

“Robbie!” 

And the video panned down to the outskirts of the giant crowd. A familiar face became the focus of the video as the view zoomed in on Robbie.  He was bloodied and dirty, and looked very pale with his sullen eyes and darkened gaze. 

“Oh my god,” Your voice was barely above a whisper. Robbie, like the other undead, was grabbing up at Angel. His eyes flicking between the horde and Angel. “What is he doing?” 

Angel shook his head. Switching off the camera as he looked back up at the others. “It got worse. I have to save the battery, but I flew down to pick up Robbie... he tried to attack me. I don’t think he even recognised me. He’s too close to the horde to try and risk swooping in... but still. He pulled out some of my feathers and tried to hold me down.” 

Chase wrapped an arm around your shoulders. You didn’t realise you were shaking until Chase pulled you into a hug.  Schneep was the first to speak, breaking the shocked silence. “Do you zink he hazn’t eaten? Perhaps he just needs food.”

“I dropped my rations for him.” Angel said. “He ate them, but it didn’t do any good. He kept coming after me like the others.” 

Anti’s glitching made you flinch against Chase. The knife twirled wickedly as Anti glared down at the floor.  “Maybe he needs to come back here. If he is a little aways from the horde I can get him back here.” 

“You’d need a distraction to keep the others off you.” Jackie said. The look in his eyes already gave away his thoughts. 

“You can’t go near that crowd of them!” You exclaimed. “What happens if you get cornered or-”

“We’ll make plans.” Angel cut in, a reassuring smile curling his lips. “We won’t do this without taking precautions. Firstly, however, we’ll need to secure Robbie. Make sure he doesn’t bite Anti when he’s being glitched back here. I know some of us have been bitten by him before, but with this... disease or whatever infecting others, I don’t want to chance Robbie’s bite finally taking effect.” 

You wanted Robbie back. You really did. And you knew none of the Septics would leave him out there. He was their friend, their brother.  But this was dangerous. Every zombie movie had these types of scenarios and they always ended badly. 

JJ seemed to have similar thoughts. His marker scribbled over his white-board and he spun it around for everyone to see.  ‘What if things go bad? Maybe we should wait. Let the dead wander further away before getting Robbie. He is still alive. The dead haven’t touched him yet.’

“And what? Wait for some military fucks to explode him and the other dead? No. The sooner we get Robbie, the better.” Anti’s voice was distorted with static. The glitch whipping his head this way and that before Angel shot him a warning glare. 

“I agree, it’s dangerous. Especially if the dead are so close. But the military are still hanging around. And no doubt they know about the crowd of them. So we need to act quickly, before they take action.” Angel seemed to end the discussion with those words. Anti, Jackie and Marvin all filed into Henrik’s room. All planning and discussions seemed to take place in there. At least there are medical supplies if fists started to fly.  You, JJ and Chase stayed outside. For the moment, there was nothing none of you could do outside on the streets. Chase preferred to stay inside and JJ knew the danger of going into the streets and not being able to cry for help.  And it had already been established that you were basically house-bound till there were more defences around the area. 

“(Y/N), I know you’re worried. But it’ll be ok.” Angel assured you. His hand taking yours and giving it a tight squeeze. “We’ll get him back. I promise.” 

But will the rest of you come back ok? You wanted to ask. But it wasn’t the place for such thoughts. You knew the risks, but until then, you’d support and help in anyway. You returned Angel’s smile with a worried grin. And released his hand to let him go and plan for the rescue.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Since i haven't made a request on here before, i will now. I personally like the idea that Jackaboy Man is actually Bossatronian Jack so maybe you could do a story where his S/O finds out he's actually Jackaboy Man and he explains that he's actually from the planet Bossatronia and that's why he has superpowers

Oooooo I like that idea, too! Alright so this’ll be an AU sort-of-thing where Jack/Jackieboy Man is from “Planet Bossatronia” and his arch-nemesis is Anti. Hope you like it~!

(And plz we need more love for our superhero boi since he has finally returned to us, after all!)…..

“P-Please..just l-let me go!”

“Awh, but where’s the fun in that, buddy?” The black and green demon sneered, pressing the blade of his sharp knife to your throat. He cackled as he watched you whimper and squirm in pain.

As he did, you could see his body start to physically glitch and twitch erratically. Least to say it was a horrifying sight to see, and a clear indication that this guy was anything but human.

And it made you all the more terrified of what else he was capable of doing.

‘Where’s Jack when I need him?!’

“L-Listen..” You stuttered as you tried to ignore the stinging pain and the feeling of the warm, red liquid trickling down your neck. “Wh-Whatever you w-want..y-you can have it. J-Just please d-don’t kill m-”

“Ya see…that’s the thing!” He growled. “I don’t want anything more than to hear ya scream~” A sly smirk appeared on his face as his eyes turned into two, black coals. “I relish in people’s fear..it makes me….stronger. And soon…I’ll be strong enough to defeat-!”

“Release them now, Antisepticeye!”

Anti’s smile faltered, and you gasped in surprise as you both looked over to see none other than Jackieboy Man himself. His arms were folded across his chest, and his eyes began to glow with bright, green energy. The green, floating eyeball of a sidekick, Super Sam, hovered next to him, glowering at their arch nemesis.“J-Jackie..” You murmured, eyes wide.

This was the same man who defended your city from everyday crooks, evil monsters, and mad scientists. More often than not, you and everybody else thank him for all that he’s done.

However, he had saved you dozens of times in the past. It was almost as if he had a sixth sense, as he always arrived just in time to save you from the danger that you were in, regardless of where you were or what time of day it was.

The superhero’s gaze softened as he saw you. “It’s gonna be okay, [y/n]..I’ll get you away from this fiend. I promi-.”

“"Jackie”??” Anti hummed in curiosity, staring at him before glancing back at you. “That’s a cute lil’ nickname…it’s almost as if…” His grin widened. “You’re someone he really cares about~! If that’s the case, then…would ya mind tellin’ me somethin’ I don’t know?”

“N-No..” You whimpered, trying not to shake your head. “I-I don’t know a-anything about him! I-I swear!”

At your response Anti’s smile faltered.

“…..ya wanna know what I do to liars like you?”

Your face became drained of its color as he pulled the knife away from you, although Anti still had you pinned to the wall. The bloodied blade glinted in the dim streetlight as he raised it up and pointed it towards your face.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you prepared for the worst.

But before he could attack, he was shocked with a bolt of electricity, before being yanked away from you and thrown towards the opposite wall. You opened your eyes back up to see the demon groaning on the ground, although he quickly jumped to his feet and dodged a punch from Jackie.

As you witnessed the two fight each other, Sam flew over to you, forming a protective, green bubble around both of you.

Green, white, and black sparks began to fly all around, bouncing off the barrier and the brick walls of the dark alleyway. A couple of late night city-goers stopped for a brief moment to see what was happening, although they quickly ran away when they saw Anti–the demon who became infamous for terrorizing the city by giving them nightmares and sabotaging their electronics.

This was the first time you had ever seen him in the flesh….and you hoped to whatever god was out there that it’d be the last.

You gasped as you saw Anti slash Jackie across the face, dangerously close to his eyes, while simultaneously the latter struck the former where the sun didn’t shine with his knee, his leg surging with green energy.

They both staggered away from each other, huffing and puffing, clearly having exhausted each other out. Anti’s hostile expression soon faltered as he fell to his knees, holding his groin.

“Fuckin’..g-gah…y-ya really packed a punch there, Jackieboy..” He grunted in pain, wheezing out a chuckle as he glanced up at the hero, whose hands were covering his face. “Awh did I…s-strike somewhere too close to-?”

The only response he got was a swift kick to the face, knocking him out cold.

Seeing that the danger had passed, Sam dissipated the bubble, allowing you to stand up. He flew over to Anti and formed another bubble around him just in case he woke up.

You brushed the dirt from your jeans, before looking up to see that Jackie’s back was turned to you. But in his hands you noticed he was holding his blue mask, which had been torn in half during his fight.

“J-Jackie?”

The superhero tensed up. ‘No…no, no, no! I..I can’t let them find out who I am…’ He thought worriedly as he fumbled with the mask, thinking that it would somehow put itself back together.

When he felt a hand on his shoulder, he jumped, dropping the fabric pieces. “N-No! Don’t look!” He cried, burying his face back into his hands.

You blinked in confusion. “Jackie…it’s..it’s okay.”

But he shook his head. With a sigh, you tried to force him to turn around, but when he did he collapse to his knees. “I-I c-can’t…” His voice cracked as he spoke. “I-I can’t l-let you-”

“Woah hey..hey…” You sat down in front of him, trying to pry his hands away from his face. “Jackie..listen..it’s alright. I swear on my life I won’t reveal your identity to anyone…and no matter who you really are, I’m not gonna judge, okay? You can trust me…just as I’ve trusted you with my life dozen of times in the past.”

After several long moments of hesitation, Jackie came to the realization that he was gonna have to reveal the truth to you…but he only prayed that you wouldn’t be mad.

“O-Okay..” With a shuddering breath, he put his hands down, and your eyes widened in shock.

“Jack?! Y..You’re Jackieboy Man?”

He nodded, giving you a shaky smile. Although deep down…he knew that you were probably going to leave him, or run away screaming.

But, to his shock, instead of doing either of those things, you actually hugged him tightly.

“[Y/n]..?”

You pulled away, placing your hands on his shoulders. He tried to search your face for anything that indicated that you were angry with him..but he found nothing. Your expression was unreadable.

“Tell me.”

Jack blinked slowly. “Wh..What?”

“Tell me everything.”………..

For what seemed like hours, you and Jack sat there in the alleyway. He told you everything about himself: how he was from the planet “Bossatronia”–which you thought was just a made-up planet your parents told you stories about during your childhood–, how he acquired his superpowers, how he met Sam….everything.

And while he did, Sam was guarding the still unconscious Anti, shocking him back into unconsciousness if he woke up.

After it was all said and done, you hugged Jack once more.

“You…aren’t mad at all?” He muttered in confusion, although he did return the embrace.

“Of course not…but..I just wish you would’ve told me about this sooner..”

“I know..” The hero sighed as he put his head on your shoulder, guilt creeping up in his throat. “…I’m sorry..”

“It’s okay,” you reassured him as you rubbed his back. “But I probably should’ve known from the start that the names “Jack” and “Jackieboy Man” seemed a little too similar.”

Jack chuckled lightly in response. “Yeah..it’s a dumb alias I came up with on the fly. I should change it to something like-”

“Nah, I think it’s a badass name.”

“You really think so?” He lifted his head up to stare at you with surprise.

You nodded, giving him a smile. “Yep. I say keep it. Now…after we take care of Anti there, we oughta head home and patch up that mask of yours. You gotta keep your identity hidden to everyone else, right?”

He blinked slowly, before glancing behind him to see his torn mask still on the ground. With a sigh, he reached over and collected the two pieces, gripping them tightly in his fingers. 

For a few moments longer he stared at it, although eventually he looked back at you and nodded in agreement, his smile returning.

“Right..let’s go.”