#hunter mcgriffin

[tumbleranch-dorm]

if your characters were each a different type of soda, what would they be? :)

Ferdrick:

Clinton:

Eb:

Hunter:

Cole:

[not-twst-enough]

OC’s Valentines Day message

[friday-iam-in-love]

Disney’s Haunted Mansion: The Dread Family

The Gracey Mansion is famous for its residents. Many say that this is the most haunted place in the country, where nine hundred and ninety-nine spirits live. The property has a long, bloody history and several owners have lost their lives inside its rooms.

In the Mansion's most recent history, the famous estate found itself without an owner when millionaire George Hightower and his fiancée, Constance Hatchaway, lost their lives inside the place they called home.

The inheritance finally passed to George Hightower's aunt, Florence, and her husband, Jacob.

But, of course, the Dread family was just another victim of The Haunted Mansion.

• Jonathan Hyde as Jacob Dread: Greed was the poison he had swallowed. He went first, the others followed. He and his wife, Florence, received a beautiful mansion after the death of her nephew. Who knew that the new millionaire acquisition would awaken the worst side of their family...

• Kurt Russell as Herbert “Bertie” Dread: Avid hunter and expert shot, in the end that’s what he got. Jacob's brother, a famous hunter and herpetologist, his greed and envy were enough to produce the first murder in the Dread family.

• Imelda Staunton as Florence Dread (née McGriffin): Never did a dishonorable deed, yet found face down in canary seed. Jacob's wife and legitimate owner of the Gracey Mansion's inheritance has always been a correct and upright woman, until her husband was found dead after drinking a poisoned cup of tea.

• Jaeden Martell as Wellington Dread and Raffey Cassidy as Forsythia Dread: Departed in life while in their beds, with identical bumps on identical heads. The twins are the children of hunter Bertie Dread and the late circus artist Lillian Gracey, a distant relative of the Mansion's original owner. Both are sure that the inheritance is rightfully theirs, considering their mother's lineage.

• Frances McDormand as Maude Sweeney: Our sleeping beauty, who never awoke the night her dreams went up in smoke. Florence's cousin and nanny to the twins, Maude sees her opportunity for revenge and enrichment when her cousin suffocates by birdseed. Unfortunately, anyone who plays with fire ends up getting burned.

[diana-wisteria]

『January』

→ 20th January: Emilio Thompson

→ 28th January: Yoru Crowley

『February』

『March』

→ 15th March: Ferdrick Y'oddel

→ 19th March: Kiran Nomikos

→ 26th March: Calypso Virulent

『April』

→ 5th April: Yuu

→ 20th April: Billy Beel

→ 20th April: Ebenizer Blackburn

『May』

→ 19th May: Cairo Hakim

『June』

→ 10th June: Ash Townsley

→ 12th June: Diana Wisteria

→ 22th June: Atlas Stavros

『July』

→ 4th July: Smoke Townsley

→ 20th July: Quentin Nighty-Sallow

『August』

→ 14th August: Brigette Eduarda Newton

→ 15th August: Taniya Kalisha

『September』

→ 1st September: Jacob Orion Columbus

→ 21st September: Kore Hightower

→ 22nd September: Clinton Hollingsbeck

『October』

→ 18th October: Opal Lucine Stone & Cyra Lily Stone

→ 24th October: Roxanne "Roxy" Draconia

→ 31st October: Jonah Argentum

『November』

→ 1st November: Bianca & Neve Bosconero

→ 9th November: Velvet Rosemary

→ 28th November: Hunter McGriffin

『December』

→ 1st December: Nathaniel Sinclair

→ 21st December: Magdalene Killigrew

→ 22nd December: Theo Yule

[Credits]

I will make the list later but in the meantime: Every OC belongs to their own owner. I dont claim anything ^-^

[awakeningofthedeath]

Awakening of the Death: Chapter #7

First Chapter

Previous Chapter

Next Chapter

Masterlist (under construction)

“Keep up the pace boys! We’re not going to conquer the Queens district by acting more like ponies then horses!” Hellen shouted as the members of the gang she had established, the Dark Horses. A wide gang of immigrant roughifas and renegades. Men and Women. All colors. All nationalities (with sixty percent of it Irish) are excepted. 

Not long when Jack first started to stay with Hellen weeks before, she decided to introduce him over to the members of the Dark Horses. She explained to him that when she managed to escape from the train stations when the Templars captured her, she found a small group of want be assassin novices who wanted to make a difference; but couldn’t due to the New York brotherhood’s standards. For the pst ten years, Fredrick McGriffon, the current Templar Grand Master, had been establishing more police in attacking suspected assassin hideouts and warehouses. Hellen with the aid of a young novice by the name of Johnathan Madison, they gathered the outcasts of New York and spontaneous sons of refugees to form a gang that surprisingly reminded Jack of the Rooks gang that Jacob leads back in London. At first, most of the gang members weren't too sure about Jack; but as he helped them claimed certain turfs of New York, they became more open to him. Even all the female members would take a good look upon him overtime he passed by, or more in truth, they based him.

Jack had been helping in fighting training on most of the members, and aided in the plans of attacks on the rival members with Hellen. The most challenging part was finding the mentor. Though he and Hellen find that finding the mentor was no easy task, and many times leading Hellen frustrated, mentioning the name of a member she needed to speak to. A man named Collin Anderson. Overtime Jack tried to ask, something always came up and Hellen would excuse herself to her room.

Hellen was passing by the younger members ranging from eleven to eighteen on how to fist fight. This training style she learned when dealing with the rough young men in the streets of Kansas City and in Fort Worth with the James gang over ten years ago. Not a day goes by when Hellen would think about when she first learned to fight after her father’s death. She learned from the assassins yes, but in the wilderness, there is no room for grace and stature in a fight for survival.

One young lad gave a shout as he aimed for a taller man of 6 ft. in height. The man dodged the attack and square elbowed him. Jack looked down on the boy with a cold stare. “Don’t yell at your target before you attack! You’ll love the element of surprise.” The boy got up, stating out blood and dirt. Jack walked towards Hellen, stretching an arm. “Most of these boys don’t know a thing about standing firm in a fight.” Hellen rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “That’s why they are called novices you thunderhead.” “We have those two in the British brotherhood, and the rooks. But even the younger scouts could pick these boys off like flies.”

“You are being too hard on them. It’s not their fault most of these boys are from a middle class family wanting a taste of excitement and danger in the streets of New York.”

“Seems like a game to you, Hellen.”

Hellen frowned at Jack’s comment. “We are. A game that the templars see us as. For sport by far. Least to McGriffon.” A sour taste filtered in Hellen’s mouth at the mention of the American Templar Grand Master. She took a breath and shook her mind free of the sickening feeling. “Come on. Johnathan is suppose to have information for us.” Then she turned away from Jack and walked towards the destination.

After the training among the novice members ended, Hellen and Jack went into an abandoned brewery where they normally meet with other members and Johnathan. Hellen often would comment about wanting to see the brewery in its glory days with fine beer to serve. Jack would often scoff her comments off. He hated the taste of beer, or anything alcoholic in general. Jacob managed to have him try a sip once when Jack was eighteen, but the drink taste and smelled like rotten horses hooves to the lad. 

As Hellen and Jack went inside the brewery, there sitting on an old barrel sat a man who was called Johnathan Newcastle, along with other members of the Dark Horses, including his brother, David. Johnathan was a man that was a formally an apprentice to the assassins until he began to go rogue on killings and bringing prostitutes into the assassins den. He and Hellen meet at the station when she managed to escape from McGriffin’s guards. He was the one who recognized that Hellen was an assassin by her hidden blade and style of free running. Both he and David aided Hellen by transferring her to an assassin safe house until Hellen found the home where now she and Jack take residence.

Johnathan was a lean yet broad shouldered man that looked to be around Jack’s age or younger with salt and pepper hair hidden under an old patched up cap. His hazel eyes looked up to see Jack and Hellen coming in. He gave a cocky smile, making Jack uneasy about the man’s presence. 

“About time your majesties showed up. We’ve been spending the past few days collecting information from the tweets that don’t make sense less you know about them little birdies.”

Jack grinned on the inside when the cocky lad spoke to them. His accent was that what one member explained was a Brooklyn accent. He found to be a rather disturbing sense in his ears, and this thinking that Hellen’s mild southern accent was already hard to understand at times, especially with the phrases that Jack never knew would even come out of the human mouth with such cadence.

“Well some of us can’t heal quicker then a jackrabbit when you’d been shot from the back and going all high above without knowing.” Hellen responded to Johnathan as she took a member’s bottle and took a swig of the whiskey. “Besides, we’ve been dodging templars like the pledge. Turned out that the assassins scattered and hide in burrows from them.”

Jack stept in as Helen took another drink. “What Helen was trying to say is that for over a century the assassins have always been endangered in New York. They would meet in all sorts of different dens and secret meeting homes. Yet no one has explained why.”

Johnathan hoisted himself up and strolled to Jack and Helen. “Thats because of the high band of assassin hunters formed by the Cormac clan had dedicated their entire lives to make sure we “vermin” never influence the city.” He gave a chuckle that was close enough to Jack where he could smell the cursed drink. “All except in ‘63 when Cudgel Cormac, grandson of the founder of the hunters failed his mission. Surprising too since he’s known to be as dangerous as his grandpap of all people. He killed all assassins in sight, but one day, during the riots of June of that year, an assassin named Various managed to get the upper hand. and despite that, somehow right toward the end, he couldn’t kill the man. My formal master told me that he seemed like he remembered something, you know like a man remembered something from church, and suddenly steps down. That lost his guard long enough until my master almost pulled his own rifle on him. She vowed to kill him later. Wasn’t until ‘65 they’d meet again, but couldn’t since she was talked out of it by a well known master assassin. Can’t remember his name; but my master changed her ways and spared Cormac. I say she should of killed him, ending the pedigree of hunters for us assassins.”

“So, why have you called us here Jonathan, obviously not to talk history to us.” Hellen asked, leaning on a post.

Johnathan slipped a hand into his jacket pocket to pull out a packet of cigarettes. He’d pulled one out and started to light when he explained the reasoning for the gathering. “So the mentor has been in hiding ever since the recent one finally kicked the bucket due to old age.” He puffed a few times, before he would successfully had the cigarette to his liking. “So they’d never told us who the new mentor is, nor tell of the locations. Other then they gave clues for when the next secret meeting would take place, theres no telling how long they’ve been dancing with templar bullies and dodging them.“

Hellen nodded as she listened. Johnathan noticed her eyes on his cigarettes, and before he’d placed the packet back into his pocket, he’d extended his arm to her by offering a cigarette. Hellen took one and lite a match to puff a smoke. jack knew that she’d smoked occasionally, but only when she would be out on the rooftop to keep the apartment from stinking. Jack hated this habit almost as equally as when Hellen drinks. His mind wondered about the subject matter he needed to address to Hellen soon.

“So what your saying is that as for now finding the mentor is close to impossible to finding the mentor.” Jack’s tone was that of exasperation and impatience.

Hellen took a breath and blew out the cheap tobacco out of her mouth. “Basically thats what he said jackass.” Jack hated when Hellen would refer him by that nickname. And overtime, he found that it was part of Hellen’s personality. A personality that Jack often thought that she was a combination of  the Frye Twins into one. The beauty and determination of Evie, and the cockiness and this for action from Jacob. The only difference is, not even Jacob gave a small roll of tobacco a thought or a puff. Hellen thanked Jesse James and his gang members for introducing it as a source of comfort and support if a shot of whiskey wasn't available. 

Johnathan picked a callus from his left hand as he continued. “However, I did hear that the mentors try to keep all information into one. I don’t blame them. With the new telephone going up and at it, no scouts are needed. I disagree. Pretty soon, templars and the government could wiretap all conversations. The best we could do right now is find the clues and locate a certain mocho or so in the brotherhood who could lead us to the alpha mentor of this region.”

Hellen finished her roll, threw it to the ground and smashed it with the tip of her boot. “See if you can locate someone in the brotherhood who can take us to the council or something. We don’t have time to beat around the bush until the cows come home. Come back when you have the real deal, not a false possibility.” She grabbed Jack’s hand and lead him out of the brewery.

Jack felt a heavy silence between Hellen and him as they walked back to their apartment. Mainly knowing Hellen by now that when she gets frustrated, she would retreat and snatch a bottle from a hidden spot in the kitchen that Jack recently discovered while she was sick after the mysterious dart struck her a week prior. With the stress that Hellen went through as of late, and the amount of bottles he’s found, Jack knew that Hellen was on a destructive path. When he first meet her and saw a whiskey bottle, he assumed it was for a substitution for medicine or healing wounds. Turned out Hellen had been in close relations with the bottle. He’d seen her drink a few times, but as of late, he load seemed to increase with the number of shots she takes.

Jack knew too well that alcohol can destroy a person. That he’s seen in Jacob too many times over the years. The difference was, Jacob had some moderation, Hellen had none. Still, he had the long walk home to give him time to embrace himself for what Hellen would possibly discover in her stash.

“SON OF A BITCH!”

Jack was cutting a strip of beef for supper when he heard Hellen’s loud voice and the sound of a door opening with such force. Her face reddened with rage.

“We’ve been robbed Jack!” Hellen announced with a loud thundering voice. “Some low life broke in and stole a stash I’d kept for emergencies! I’ll find them and kill them all!” Hellen began to head to the door when Jack’s voice stopped her in her tracks. 

“Is that stash collection of different liquors that was kept in a cubed in your bedroom?”

Hellen turned stuned and angry.

“How? Why? How the hell did you find...WHERE IS IT JACK!” Hellen shouted.

Jack sighed. “Does it matter Hellen. That stuff is killing you inside out.”

Hellen gave a cold stare. “I’d been a steady drinker since I was sixteen, I never had a problem with any of them. Infant it sure as hell helped me get through all the shit I’d went through, making me numb...”

“To be like a vegetable being canned and wasting away?” Jack interrupted her.

“That’s the fuckest thing I’d ever heard. Infant if I weren't so pissed off beyond all measures, I’d be laughing at the stupidity more then the stupid way the assassins are avoiding me. Oh sure I’m not living up to my “legendary” family lineage, but I am NOT MY FATHER!” Hellen pounded the table as she screamed the last few words. “Perhaps thats why the council won’t want to take time out of their comfy hole to help Jeremiah Patterson’s daughter avenge him and protecting his legacy.”

Jack was stunned to see Hellen this angry. “Hellen...”

“Don’t!’ She said coldly. “I need a moment. Don't expect me to join your English dinner time or supper or whatever the hell is...just...” Hellen could never finish the words as she stormed out and slammed the door behind her. Leaving Jack stunned.

“She’s is more pain then I thought.”

Hellen walked the streets for a good hour and a half, stopping at one point in a park to watch a father and daughter looking at the Statue of Liberty from the shore they are on. The copper lady gleamed with the sunset light reflecting upon the new metal, making the harbor shine with brilliant light. The reflections shown like shiny new pennies. Helen leaned against a tree and placed her hands on her face, groaning.

That jackass. Of all the things I did for him, this the thanks I get?

 “Helen?” 

Helen jumped withdrawing her hidden blade to the source of the voice. 

“Easy there grand duchess!” Johnathan held his empty hands up in surrender. “I heard you’d been tromping all over the streets looking down in the muck.”

Hellen breathed in relief and frustration as she withdrew her blade. “If Jack sent you,..”

“Nope. Actually, I...I just wanted to see if you’re okay.” 

Hellen’s senses suddenly kicked in when he seemed hesitant to what he was to say. She felt a strong presence of energy around her, like a prey animal smelling a predator. “Why are you really here Johnathan?” 

“Well...I wanted to find you, letting you know I found a member of the council not to far from your place down the road before. So, if before you go back home and face whatever that bastard did to you, I’d say we see this member.”

Hellen arched an eyebrow in question. Often in many occasions Johnathan would insist on accompanying her to any location alone; yet something told Hellen to politely refuse. But her frustration clouded her senses and she nodded. “If I meet this member, how do I know that this isn’t an ambush that the templars paid you to lead us in.”

Johnathan crossed his heart. “No templar bastards got to me. Come. We need to move.” He turned and Hellen still feeling uncertain followed Johnathan to a warehouse district, as she got around the corner and ahead of Johnathan, she felt someone grabbing her and placing a handkerchief with an oder in it. Hellen struggled before she was light headed, then her world went black.

[tumbleranch-dorm]

cute thought i had recently: bowie baking pastries/snacks for his dormmates when they have study sessions together :) maybe even giving some of them (the shorter ones) piggy back rides around campus on that note, what are the favorite treats of your ocs in the dorm? :)

Aww that’s actually how nice of him ☺️ gawd some of the students are glad to have around

Ferdrick: cake rolls (any flavor is fine)

Clinton: apple fritters

Eb: biscuits but less sugary

Hunter: cherry pie

Cole: put the chocolate money in the bag and he’ll spare you from his pranks probably

[tumbleranch-dorm]

(In this monologue, Ferd & Hunter are participants for the Symposium)

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[Tumbleranch Side]

Clinton:

Good. the correct color schemes of the clothes were in order. While the shampoo, conditioner, cologne, tooth paste & brush are covered in plastic and then..........

Ferd:

C, you don’t have to pack my belongings when I’m the one who’s going.

Clinton:

nonsense, I must say that I’m a bit jealous that our lucky star was chosen for a 3 days trip even though the probability of Crowley’s lottery were predictably low. Although I’m supposed to be happy for you, Dorm Head so in order to show the utmost congratulations by helping stack all your things. It is also actually old habit of mine. You’re very much welcome

Ferd:

I can’t even tell if what you’re saying were you angry or sarcasm but I appreciate your nice gesture. Fufu~

Eb:

D-do you really have to bring these much in 3 days?

Cole:

Man~ this sucks! why can’t I go with dorm leader. I secretly sneak 15 papers of my name inside so I could get a chance but then all I get is to stay here with these 2 cranky pants

Eb:

Quite being a whiny brat just because Crowley didn’t call you and your plain ol’ tricks didn’t go well

Cole:

Hmph! few hours ago right after Ferd’s name, I saw you’d crossing your fingers begging your name to be called next like you were desperate

Eb:

Ha?! You’ve been watching me!

Cole:

you’re obviously mumbling so loud that I could hear you one seat apart. You just wanna be with Dorm Head so you can do your bodyguard duties and get easily pampered by him. Actually, that’s kinda nice. I can feel your pain so instead why don’t we raid Crowley’s office and—

Eb:

First of all, shut it! who says I wanna get pampered by Boss and Second, I ain’t gonna raid his office with ya and Third, I’m his bodyguard after all. I should be on his side whenever he goes

Cole:

too bad you’re nooot~ Any-way! how come Hunter has to go? He wasn’t at the meeting this morning!

Hunter:

I got called..........from Headmaster...........during my intern...........that I should come back...........and pack my things...........so..........I ran back..........here...........

Ferd:

Headmaster said Everyone are participating this Symposium by winning the lottery so I deliberately put Hunter’s name in his stead. I’m surprised as everyone your name got pulled out

Cole:

well that still wasn’t fair. Hmph!

Cole:

The only thing he could represent is to be a blockhead & keep staying silent

Clinton:

Unfortunately for you. I believe it is right for Hunter to go with Ferd. With his magic talent and calm composure, I’m sure one of the students of Noble Bell College will acknowledge us

Ferd:

I believe so, Mr. C. They will come to know how admirable we, pioneers, are and If one can asked us about our culture..........and other student dormitories, as well

Clinton:

it’s a good thing either of you aren’t in it because I know too well that you will cause much more trouble than throwing rampage & explosive devices for other school students..........even for me..........

Eb & Cole:

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Eb:

........hate to say it, I kinda agree with four-eyes.......I think. Guess the rest of us should start wrapping things up before Halloween

Clinton:

Precisely. That’s why it’s better for talented & hardworking people like you stay here to contribute something for a decent holiday event

Hunter:

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Hunter:

this is..........like nervous?..........and pressuring..........me..........?

Ferd:

besides this is your rare opportunity to interact with new people and show your true colors to a different school. As long as I’m here, I can help you with your poor socializing speech

Hunter:

.........thanks.........I will.........do my best..........not to embarrassed..........myself

Clinton:

Well then now your luggages are settled, Leave all the responsibilities for the Halloween preparation to me, I’ll watch over the dorm during your absence. Have a safe trip, both of you

Eb:

hey you, I trust you’ll stay with Ferd while you were there else I’ll beat you up if anything happens to him........that’s all I have to say. Bye

Cole:

Fine~ but you better give me some cool souvenirs than boring ones when you get back. Take care~

Ferd:

Best of luck you three. I’d expect our haunted corn-field maze to have a best rating and most important of all, an enjoyable memory of this year’s Halloween

Clinton, Eb, & Cole:

Yes!

Hunter:

..........right..........

[tumbleranch-dorm]

I’m a re-introduced to my fandorm again bcuz my stupid brain had a second thought of polishing my blog & redo everything from the first post so I’ll be updating my ocs bio’s and doing this again (P.S. it’s gonna be a long post)

Howdy folks an’ Welcome to Tumbleranch Dormitory! (タンブルランチ寮)

Founded by the vainglorious (自惚れた), endowed with a notorious reputation of an outlaw of the West and is inspired by the world of Home on the Range

The students are a bit unruly and sharp-witted, forcing out their rebellious behavior from playing by its rules and to the public’s critics, keening to seek thrills on dangerous events occasionally, commit dangerous mischief on their own free will but despite the overall subversive characteristics, people are industrious, dependable and as unexpectedly talented intending to boast their skills heart out. Moreover, they do possess a top-notch prowess either defensive and offensive magic also in practices in gunslinging

Of course we do need regulations if ever goes too far with an oath of head (with vice) taken the responsibilities to teach seize problematic students to stay out of trouble by any means necessary force for the sake of NRC’s well being, following a SIMPLE regulation is a BIG must! and people do be careful having them to be part of your friends circle as they’ll drag you to their buffoonery situation or rather alleviate them not to get reckless

Anyone’s social background won’t matter whether you’re noble, town folks, or farm folks because here we have liberation on our side and anyone are familiarize western culture to show off that cowboy rules in Twisted Wonderland

Once you are sorted here, each and everyone are encouraged to work in the mines

Leadership Qualification: Traditionally, a student must be industrious and sharp-witted of all their peers

The color scheme is Brown & Orange

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Dorm Settings

The dorm itself is similar to Savanaclaw’s dry land environment but with greenery, trees, and cacti’s on the sideline. The students will be living the interior of a high rocky mountain and the dorm itself has an underground mines[1]

(just going to show bunch of pics demonstrating how the dorm presents because I’m not that best at drawing much of it’s landscape ;-; so let’s just use our imagination instead, shall we? djfjfjfjr)

DORM ROOMS

Imagine this is how our dorm rooms will look like except it doesn’t look abandoned but a nice cabin houses carried upon with supportive planks & cliffs, with stairs, bridges connecting to the other cabins, and also a minecart railway tracks[2]

COMMON ROOM

The common room inside is like lodge cabin where can people can relax and able to concentrate their studies if ever suggesting to have study groups with your friends in a quite place is our common room

MINES

The underground mines called “DARK HALLOW MINES” has few levels deep but mainly 3 levels are acceptable to mine and the dorm head will decide where the miners be held in each, depending the capabilities of the students. It’s possible the dorm head will allow them to choose willingly

First Level: Miners rather insist mining the old-fashioned way without magic but can only use regular mining tools

Second Level: Miners are permitted to use magic but also still use the mining tools

Third Level: Only miners are capable to manage small amount of explosive dynamites and also can use their magic as well

Furthur Levels: these parts are off limits to mine here. In truth, these levels are quite mystery or unknown to people’s knowledge that aren’t yet discovered but have been told it’s prohibited to go any further deep. Various rumors were spreading across our dorm telling they’re might full of surprises and mysteries: curses, evil spirits/monsters lingering around, a student step foot the forbidden area and never came back alive, many centuries people died there and etc. you guessed it! anyone couldn’t imagine what lurks down the deeper levels. Sometimes a group of students did a popular game “Kimodameshi” (test of courage) of going there. Most were well-convinced to stay out while some rather ignored and ready to see what’s beyond, nevertheless and since the mines are wide enough and has tons of tunnels, anyone could get themselves lost easily here even retracing footsteps would be futile

However there is a different way to enter & exit Tumbleranch instead of using the Halls of Mirror. Another long tunnel oddly connected to the dwarf’s mines (in the prologue chapter) but there’s a catch, there’ll be a debris wall blocking its path once reaches a dead end. But in fact, it’s not. It’s reveal to be a practical wall but in illusion where it’s made by an unknown magic user. Any outsiders nor students ever knew this path to the dwarf’s mine exists and with that, it is better not worth discovering the secret entrance to our dormitory unless you intentionally want to get to the dwarf’s mines (inferior level), facing off hundreds of ghosts and stumbled an illusional wall by accident

PRIVATE SALOON

Our dorm has its own private saloon called “THE ROWDY HORDE” and is located below the dorm cabins. The inside is lively, many students always comes here just for hangout with friends just after accomplishing their mining jobs or class as a reward for everyone’s hard work. It also does have a stage where anyone can enjoy performing, dancing, or playing music with their hearts out

Here in Rowdy Horde mainly serve root beer floats but only 18 above gets to drink root beer while other additional drinks available for minors like apple cider, milkshake, and cherry soda. Unlike what Octavinelle served, each beverages costs 50 maddols each

This saloon is supposed to be private and kept to itself. Everyone must not spread information about our saloon to other dormitories but if any other dormitory students knew & wanted to visit here at least few companions are permitted of coming here much as they like but in a condition to keep a secret from the headmaster and school staffs

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Uniform References

Dorm:

Brown and orange cowboy hat, blue bandana around the neck. Wearing lighter orange long sleeve with yellow buttons, and suede open vest with two patch pockets both chest sides (dorm logo on the right) with orange frills and dark blue running stitches. On top of the shirt, wearing a large blaze color shawl with orange frills.

Brown chaps pants and shingle fawn denim pants with running stitches and on the waist is an ebony buckle. The footwear is brown and black tip toed cowboy boots and has light metal locks for ankle and foot.

Also everyone are allowed to costumize the uniform as you like! :D

Work:

The miners are wearing navy blue overalls with bull strap hook and deep blue running stitch, white shirt, blue scarf, black and deep blue tan gloves as well as boots. Also, in addition to wearing a navy blue mining cap for safety

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Main Weapons

Magic Gun (Magic Pen)

Only those who sorted in Tumbleranch can shift their magic pen to a gun holding weapon than any other dormitory could. It may seem unpleasant for a mere student but this can be useful to master their aims both through magic and bullets. Moreover, anyone can customize what type of gun they wanted to look like, anything that represents them. The bullets are limitless and rest assured it aren’t just regular bullets except it does contain elemental magic (fire, water, plant) same as using the magic pen. One or two shots will make an impact of a physical pain/sting in themselves and their opponents. Students tends to practice shooting at the colosseum (TEST) in battles/duals or survival war game in a group but only Tumbleranch are allowed to fight like this but if they wanted the traditional way, they may fight with pens

Lasso

A typical weapon tend to use for capturing, tied, and taming your peers by a lasso. It’s up to students if they want to bring along with them in their dorm uniform

Dynamite/Bombs

Yes, some students may use whether small or large size dynamites/bombs useful for special counter attack at their opponents only during in battles

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Dorm Members from left to right:

Ebenizer Blackburn — a 2nd year bison whom had called himself the strongest delinquent amongs delinquents in NRC. Throwing fits at anything by unknown reason and often involves in fights with Savanaclaw because of the “inferiority” but despite being the terrifying bad boy, he’s fully loyal and trusted to be the dorm head’s bodyguard

Clinton Hollingsbeck (vice head) — a 2nd year vice head who wouldn’t stand wasting precious time in everything often looking at his pocket watch, wishing the students of Tumbleranch would act a head of time without much slacks. He’s very serious of the responsibilities of running and taking care Tumbleranch together with his business partner, the leader also taken the position being the head’s right-hand man so everything he worked so hard to change this problematic dorm to be perfect

Ferdrick Y’Oddel (dorm head) — a narcissistic 3rd year & a leader who thinks too highly of himself and his favorite talent of yodeling sometimes would subconsciously share or praise his favorite legend non-stop to his peers and would show off how fearless “the great outlaw” was than any other legends. Most of his students were disturbed by his sadistic nature from time to time but what terrifies them most is when he’s furious while holding his favorite weapon: branding iron

Hunter McGriffin — a 3rd year who’s truly mysterious and difficult to interpret. Hardly understand emotions of himself and expressing it. He hardly speak like a normal person but slower in few words (especially hard to talk about himself) and hard to read his expression & atmosphere around him because of his bandana/mask but somehow shows intimidation and his movements is overwhelmingly quick

Cole Brantley — deranged but strangely a genius invetor of a 1st year and has the love of inventing different kinds of bombs. With a little bit of smartness & childish act, he likes to test out his inventions by decent pranks and anyone he hangs out with but when it comes to the dorm head, he shows an awkward and timid side infront of him

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[1] The secret lair “Echo Mines” is where the villain lives in the movie

[2] This was inspired during the cart chase scene and also going to be a good idea for the rhythm game

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TUMBLERANCH RELATIONSHIP CHART

My boys relationship quotes are undercut! If ur curious, y’all can ask me more about their relationship 👍✨

Ferdrick & Clinton:

C’s the only first friend I have that I could rely on with my life & power. That’s why I lend half of my work to him. He’s pretty good at this than me, honestly. I was right choosing him

Between me and Ferd, we look like we can run a business very smoothly. If any obstacles in our way, I will be the one to lend an arrangement for the both of us

Eb & Ferdrick:

I know the boss doesn’t remembered me but even now……he is still the same as I remembered him long time ago. I think I made a lot trouble for him as a bodyguard

My memories of the past is blurried, I could not quite remembered him nor I saved his life 8 years ago. Blackburn had showing me his loyalty very serious. I never once asked for a personal bodyguard but……I guess having someone like him can be a good use to me

Ferdrick & Hunter:

Hunter was my old acquaintance of mine when I was traveling with my parents. He’s actually nice enough to offer his hand to someone for help. As expected for a bigger helper. He looks the same but……strangely changed. I wonder what happened to him after I left ever since

I’m......glad......I get to......meet......Ferd......again......I’ll do what......I can to support......him......whatever he needs......me......to do......

Cole & Ferdrick:

No way I’m gonna mess with Anek-I MEAN Ferd-I MEAN Boss through my entire year! you should’ve seen his scary look when I was in trouble but did you just see him yodeling on stage? I think it was so cool!~

Cole has given me a lot trouble playing around with his silly explosive gadgets on someone else. It’s possible I could use my magic on him but as his older cousin, it’s not my intention to do anything harsh. Oh well, at least my scolding technique made him to behave

Clinton & Eb:

Surely Blackburn did his job well on my behalf except his attitude and carelessness of running into fights with Savanclaws is not acceptable excuses!!! I couldn’t believe his seat arrangement was next to mine. Good grief......

That geek will be a forever loner in the future if he keeps running his mouth over some labor, I bet. How the hell did the boss even see that guy as his best friend

Hunter & Clinton:

He……and Ferd……are doing fine……as leaders……but……I don’t……get……why he needs……to be……in……a……rush. I think……I’ll not……get……close……to Clinton……know that……I’m……slow……

I heard much rumors as I recall from my hometown that Hunter seems to be the descendant of the greatest hunter. His appearances and behavior are a like. It’s honestly not surprising that he attended this prestigious college. I would like to know him better if he doesn’t…...KEEP LOSING MY SIGHT!

Clinton & Cole:

I do not trust that Brantley. There is no proof that he and Ferdrick were related but if it were true, I still would not acknowledge Cole for his wackiness that easily. That first year student thinks his way of working should be playful. He had constantly ruined my days of hardwork on purpose, I know of it.

I don’t like how he almost took all my inventions away from me just because I only scribbled faces his mini trains. Clinton’s being selfish and a BIG meanie to me. If Clinton didn’t give my stuff back, I’ll be more meanie to him by throwing a poisonous bomb in his room

Eb & Hunter:

that Hunter guy……I got no complaints about him but the way he talks, I couldn’t catch up what he’s sayin’. It’s kinda infuriating. He seems harmless that makes me wanna spare him. It’s not like I’m jealous of his physiques......

Is......that......Ferd’s bodyguard......I’ve heard about?......He couldn’t......be......him. I’ve seen......him......fight a lot......of...... people earlier......that......I......was passing......by......and......the way......he looks......at me......He......is......angry

Hunter & Cole:

I suspect……he’d do……something……devious……again.....I should stop……him……I will not......let him......do......harm......to......our dormitory......and......others

That guy always gets in my way of fun. I better do something fast before he catches me. I wonder if there’s a way to send him away for good

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⛺ For Tumbleranch and Piraticus if you wanna?

Sure! I’d love to :D✨ and sorry it had to be long djdjdsj

A Pirate and Cowboy. Two dorms that are outlaws wanted fun and freedom but LOVES to be chaotic and mischiefs?? How they would not get along?! those dorms are absolute twins I must say but the differences Tumbleranch can cause WAY WORST mischief than them no offense dkejddnsj

Ok so there’s a probability of 97% Tumbleranch can get a long very well with Piraticus and that’s a good thing! then there’s 99% probably Tumbleranch just wanted to compete them to a friendly match which of their dorms are the best troublemakers of NRC LOL

May the best men wins 😁👍✨

Since Ferdrick and Conrad are 3rd years, pretty sure they are good friends and Ferdrick does respect Conrad since he has full responsibility of running his dorm like a reliable leader. Heck both have a similar students, letting them do whatever they want except Ferdrick has to maintain his students from almost expelled. Although he’s bit of jealous Conrad’s charms & handsome looks but wouldn’t want to say in front of him because of his pride. Atleast he has a charm of yodeling and guitar playing hmph!

Also Clinton does respect Conrad but wouldn’t like him gone cheating or stealing whenever he’s doing and when he thought about Tink, why this troubled fairy be vice head again? Nope. He wouldn’t want to get along with him thinking he might make fun of him because of his secret. He reminded him of Coal. nope. Nope. not gonna deal another prankster. We have a neutral prankster at home. it’s better Tink not to prank him or else he might use his secret weapon against him whether the easy way or hard way for payback

Eb and Krok. Oh boy please don’t put them in clash. Those two have a huge reputation. It’s because of their strength they could do half damage to the school. Actually Eb doesn’t care much about anything or anyone. He’s pretty chill about Krok as long as his not a headache or doesn’t Ticked him off get it firkdjdkd don’t mind my pun and he wouldn’t do anything to him either.

Man those two are respectable loners.

His form or whatever he is doesn’t scare Eb much. His UM could also transform into his giant buffalo form

Cole heard about Tink being a little devil and like to prank someone which his pranks impresses him good! He’d found himself another prankster friend or rather a worthy rival at least. Cole wondered if Tink would like to be pranked by his bombs hehehehe that would be hilarious right? He thought of asking Tink would want join him on his devious plan to blow up NRC and thought that the two of them should have a traditional prank war sometimes.

Lastly for Hunter, he doesn’t mingled the trio’s yet that he’d not been attentive in school often because of his internship but Hunter did only saw them in the hallways and cafeteria. He describes them peculiar individuals who lives such lively dorm

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Can’t think of content for my oc’s yet but what energy are they

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I’ve joined Valentines/White Day cards bandwagon for my oc Taniya and Tumbleranch bois ^o^/✨

Kudo to @/arachisblog who made these original template and last for not least, thanks to @ellovett for helping me make my fandorm template. I couldn’t done this without ur help tysm!!! 😭🥺💕

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Saw @/anunluckyrabbit & @/joker-of-heartslabyul did get to know our oc’s better and I’m like quietly scooching in 😳

Know My Oc(s) Better! Short Ver!

Tanya Kalisha 🦁

Veggies VS Meat

Spicy food VS Non-spicy food

Sweet VS Salty

Noodles VS Rice

Mint VS No mint

Singing VS Dancing

Cold weather VS Hot weather

Dog VS Cat person (LIKES BOTH ANIMALS; No favorites)

Spoon VS Little spoon

Extrovert VS Introvert

Actions VS Words

Thin-skinned VS Thick-skinned

Movies VS Series

Comics VS Books

Good liar VS Bad liar

Ferdrick Y’Oddell 👓

Veggies VS Meat

Spicy food VS Non-spicy food

Sweet VS Salty

Noodles VS Rice

Mint VS No mint

Singing & YODELING VS Dancing

Cold weather VS Hot weather

Dog VS Cat person

Spoon VS Little spoon

Extrovert VS Introvert

Actions VS Words

Thin-skinned VS Thick-skinned

Movies VS Series

Comics VS Books

Good liar VS Bad liar

Clinton Hollingsbeck 💰

Veggies VS Meat

Spicy food VS Non-spicy food

Sweet VS Salty

Noodles VS Rice

Mint VS No mint

Singing VS Dancing

Cold weather VS Hot weather

Dog VS Cat person

Spoon VS Little spoon

Extrovert VS Introvert

Actions VS Words

Thin-skinned VS Thick-skinned

Movies VS Series

Comics VS Books

Good liar VS Bad liar

Eb Blackburn 🦬

Veggies VS Meat

Spicy food VS Non-spicy food

Sweet VS Salty

Noodles VS Rice

Mint VS No mint

Singing VS Dancing (-_-; ………)

Cold weather VS Hot weather

Dog VS Cat person (also likes both)

Spoon VS Little spoon

Extrovert VS Introvert (he’s ambivert ig ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Actions VS Words

Thin-skinned VS Thick-skinned

Movies VS Series (don’t usually watch tv……)

Comics VS Books (doesn’t read either)

Good liar VS Bad liar

Hunter McGriffin 🔫 (He’s indecisive 😅)

Veggies VS Meat

Spicy food VS Non-spicy food

Sweet VS Salty

Noodles VS Rice

Mint VS No mint

Singing VS Dancing (can’t do)

Cold weather VS Hot weather

Dog VS Cat person

Spoon VS Little spoon

Extrovert VS Introvert

Actions VS Words

Thin-skinned VS Thick-skinned

Movies VS Series

Comics VS Books

Good liar VS Bad liar

Coal Brantley 💣

Veggies VS Meat JUST GIV’EM CHOCOLATE COINS!!!

Spicy food VS Non-spicy food

Sweet VS Salty

Noodles VS Rice

Mint VS No mint

Singing VS Dancing

Cold weather VS Hot weather

Dog VS Cat person

Spoon VS Little spoon

Extreme Extrovert VS Introvert

Actions VS Words

Thin-skinned VS Thick-skinned

Movies VS Series

Comics VS Books

Good liar VS Bad liar

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Scary Monsters 🎃👻: Tumbleranch as "SCARECROW"

Sorry to keep everyone waiting and PRETTY late for Halloween 😅 but here are my oc’s in their costumes! Nothing new about my art bcuz my last file that I work hard on got deleted so suddenly and I decided to used their og render for this one 😂😭

Ferdrick and Clinton takes part as the Halloween steering committees and with a lot of effort together decide the students of Tumbleranch must dress up as a scarecrows.

HAPPY late HALLOWEEN EVERYONE ✨

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Scary Monster's WIP

did Hunter's new mask for Halloween ✨✨✨

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My oc’s wishes

Taniya

“Quit to be Leona’s assistant job”

Ferdrick

“People to give me respect and acknowledgement of my yodeling skills”

Clinton

“Make the students of Tumbleranch more workoholic like myself”

Eb

“My horns to grow large”

Hunter

“Able.....to capture.....wrongdoers.....with.....my hands”

Smoke

“The happiness of my dear brothers”

Ash

“wish Night Raven College to blow up......BUT! I really wish I can have fun all day!”