#slendytubbies announcer

[ayelaweonao]

Fighting The Announcer be like:

[theopossumdude]

Final Unit 437 & Announcer design

[just-s0me-ann0unc4r]

The big brothers!

Looks cute❤️

(The god, I got a headache while drawing this, it's so hard to draw a Mini-Announcer without any references, I'll draw less of it until I get references, sorry guys🫠)

[mikezonee]

noo noo + announcer’s design

They go slightly with the other main 4 but wooowowowowowowow

reposting > liking !

[canonisdead]

I was checking Announcer and Tiddly's heights for a fic and-

I didn't realize Tiddly was so short compared to him LMAO

[chaselocalyanderefan]

Drawing Internet Horror Characters for a Year

Day 267:

The Announcer

[bloodywolfwings]

Hi! Um, I have to announce that I'm remaking my slendytubbies comic, I don't know what I'll start as I also want to make a MD comic so. Yeah

[lemonsweet]

My brother was showing me slendytubbies characters on the sandbox version of the game and I was like "what's with the robot mech" "oh that's the announcer" "THE SPEAKER??? "

[doctorguilty]

The fact there's a likely explanation for teletubbies on the list is more upsetting than my guess which was "the devs were just being funny and added something obviously ridiculous to the list" like I would typically assume this would also be ironic but all bets are off ever since the fnaf announcement for me personally like. fucking slendytubby skin for springtrap or whatever fuck it all whatever gets stream watchers

(Thank you @all-consuming-rot for your forbidden arcane knowledge)

🤨

[lennyguardianistheonlyright]

Announcer: What's your favorite idea?

Guardian: Stalking teletubbies

Dipsy: Topping Tinky

Laa Laa: Choking in a non flirty way

Noo Noo: Quiet

Richard: Bee porn

Miles: Surviving while my friends die

Anne: Guns

Gary: The death of unhealthy bastards

Conor: Sex with my body pillow

Ninja: Miles's fur

Finn: Marrying a gun

Dutch: Topping Miles ;)

Lenny: Knifes

Po: Killing anyone who goes near my best friend

Tinky Winky: WHAT-

Announcer: The sun goddess hates you all

[marie-x-rob]

R.O.B.: Marie!!

Marie: yea?

R.O.B.: What is that!

Marie: I built our son a mech suit?

R.O.B.: ...

[eden-reblogs]

More Slendytubbies 3 Lockscreens

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Like or reblog if you use

[caelumroxas]

Military Base and the Mountains | Slendytubbies 3 Multiplayer Collect Part 5

[just-s0me-ann0unc4r]

VERY angry announcer😰

(I drew it referring to Chapter 3's Promo #2 on the official zeoworks YouTube channel, it looks pretty cool there, I hope I did it well :P )

[crazybot1231]

must contain these demons

[canonisdead]

Get some rest before I call your son

The purple Wess awkwardly stood in the doorway; he had already knocked, and Tidd had given him permission to enter.

 He wasn’t sure how to address him. 

Should he call him by his name? It felt a bit strange knowing he had an uncle—well, a half-uncle, but still. 

The half Teletubby hadn’t turned away from the desk in his room yet. 

“Umm, Uncle?” 

Startled, Tidd turned around to see it was him.

 “Uh, what’s up, Tinky?” 

Tinky Winky’s red eyes darted behind him. “Well, I think Announcer is a bit sick, but we can’t get him to rest, so I was hoping you could help?” 

“I guess I could try. What is he doing right now?” 

“Trying to do housework while drinking lemon tea, thinking it’ll make things easier.” Tinky sighed. “I offered to help, but he said he didn’t want me to get sick.” 

Tidd raised an orange eyebrow. “He’s going to get everyone sick, touching everything around the house.” 

The younger Tubby huffed and walked away from the door. 

Tidd closed the door behind him as he headed to the kitchen.

 Announcer was standing at the kitchen counter, sipping tea.

 “Do you have a cold?” he asked, as if Tinky hadn’t just told him that the half-bot was sick. 

“A bit, but I’m fine.” 

“...You know there are a lot of us in the house; we can help.”

 “I know, but the kids have been through so much, and I’m sure I can work through this cold.” 

Well, they’re not really kids anymore—technically legal adults.

 “Anno, Tinky wants you to rest. Honestly, tea isn’t going to fix a lot.” 

“I’ll be fine.”

 “It’s affecting your voice.” 

Announcer rolled his yellow eyes. “It’s just a little housework.” His nose twitched, and he quickly grabbed a tissue from the box to sneeze into. He looked back up to see Tiddly’s unimpressed expression.

 “What?” 

“You literally had to grab a tissue. We can do the work; you need to rest.”

 “You don’t need to—”

 “Anno, take your cup to your room, or else I will get Dipsy involved.” 

The tan-colored Chi groaned; if Dipsy knew he was sick... The Rep would go to any lengths to keep him in bed. 

“Fine.” Announcer sighed, taking his cup with him to his room.

 The sheets were still in a pile; he had thrown them off in a panic when he realized he was sick. 

He changed into more comfortable clothes since he wasn’t going to be in bed wearing jeans . 

He’d take medicine later; right now, he didn’t want to get up again. 

Announcer had some luck dozing in and out until the tea’s effect wore off, and his body began to feel terrible again. 

Obviously, the worst part was his nose. 

His ears perked up when he heard the door handle. 

Luckily, it wasn’t one of the kids; he really didn’t want to worry them. It was Tiddly, holding some things.

 It was hard to tell in the dark. 

“I brought you some medicine and a bottle of water to wash it down.” 

He forced himself to sit up as the other half-bot approached his bedside. 

“Did you try orange juice?” 

The sudden question almost made him choke on the water. “...No?” 

“I cannot believe you expected to clean the whole house with how your brain is right now.” 

Announcer could imagine a similar sentence coming out of Noo-Noo’s mouth; the difference was in the tones. Tiddly’s playful exasperation contrasted with Noo-Noo’s sarcasm. 

Announcer shook his head; he didn’t want to think about that right now. 

“I should probably empty the trash can and get you another box.” Tidd grabbed the edge of the can with a gloved hand and took the empty tissue box with the other. 

“You don’t have to.” The taller one closed his eyes with a sigh.

 “I know. Rest well, or I’ll send Dipsy in here.” 

“Stop using my own kid against me,” Announcer mumbled.