Jimmy and fatherly Doc brainrot part 2 the canary boogaloo (Part 1)
I'm sure it's very evident that I have not made comics before but please be gentle, I am but a noob 😔✊️
I hope I was able to make the TNT thing clear enough haha but if not, its a trap in which the TNT minecarts are supported by a door, and they'll fall and explode when the door is opened. If the door opens to the side that the minecarts are supported on though, they'll stay balanced on the door and nothing happens. I think Jimmy would make this mistake lol. Took me 4 tries to get the trap to work myself when I tested it even as I followed Cub's tutorial. And then it also needs a block behind the powered rails which I could not figure out for the love of me
Is this Doc's base that Jimmy's trapping? Uhh probably not but who knows. I dont think Doc would even build a base with a normal door entrance is the thing lol (not when hes a big goat man and doesnt even fit through a normal door without hunching over (hence him being all hunched at the door)). Idk if Jimmy would dare to trap Doc's stuff regardless (probably not). Doc just happened to be here wahoo plot convenience
Anyhow that's Last Life yayy. Double Life next and you know there'll be ranchers but that'll be the last nice one too. LimL and SL are just gonna be angst because I love to hurt myself like that. Just you wait
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DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 4
The living room and kitchen were deserted, neither Danny nor Jazz expected anyone as it was normal for their parents to essentially live in the basement only coming up for meals once or twice a month to ‘eat as a family’, these would consist mostly of fast food as no one trusted anything cooked in their kitchen.
They shared a glance as they opened the basement door and headed down. The dimly lit basement held the giant hole in the wall, the so-called portal, a massive metal spectacle with wires and interconnected circuitry met together to create an unholy abomination of science. Or at least that’s what Jazz called it once when they were in her room venting about the situation.
“JAZZ!! DANNY!!” their overzealous father yelled as he bounded over.
Their mom walked over too, seeming to be happy for their return, “your father and I could barely contain our excitement all day!! Go on put on your hazmat suits.” their mom gestured over to the lockers that held the suits. Both of their parents' lockers tended to be quite empty since they practically lived in them, to the point where they had several copies of the same suits that they’d wash and reuse. Danny and Jazz only had the ones, Jazz had a nice dark violet color with black gloves and boots. Danny had black gloves and boots too but his was white to make it look like he was an astronaut, something that he had mixed feelings on. Both of these used to have a giant picture of Jack’s head on it but it was quickly removed by both siblings.
They quickly put the suits on over their uniforms and joined their parents behind some glass near the portal. It wasn’t closed off or anything and Danny didn’t think it would be able to prevent something like an explosion from charing all of them but it’s hard to have faith in parents who've missed so much because of the stupid portal, or at least that’s how Danny felt.
Jazz and Danny huddled together behind their parents as their mom did some final checks on a clipboard, “alrighty we should be all good, Hun you ready to throw the switch?” their mom asked their dad.
“As ready as I’ll ever be!” Jack yelled as he threw down the switch.
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A few sparks erupted from the portal but other than that nothing happened.
Their dad, frustrated at this angrily tried turning it off and on again but nothing but another smaller spark and then truly nothing.
Another low frustrated growl left their dad as he and mom walked back up the steps, “alright I’m taking a break.” Jack said, almost defeated, sounding, “I’m sorry but I really thought we had it this time.”
“Oh come on, Jack, let’s go out, I’m sure the kids were probably going over to the Wayne’s again anyways. Let’s go out and have a fun night then sleep on it.” their mom said, patting dad on the shoulder. They shared a fond look and then went upstairs probably to get ready.
Danny and Jazz stood at the bottom of the stairs and shared a look.
“They gave up too fast again…” Jazz noted.
“I guess, what do we do now?” Danny asked.
“I’m still a little curious about the portal but I don’t want to keep Damian, Tim or Alfred waiting,” Jazz said with a hand on her cheek.
“We could invite them in, I know we haven’t before but maybe Tim would know how to get it working, he is pretty good with technology.” Danny reasoned. Neither of them really wanted to involve the Wayne’s in their family’s shenanigans but at this point they were all friends and Damian and Tim were bound to find out how weird their family was at some point anyways.
Jazz stood there seeming to think things over before she nodded, “alright I trust your judgment but we’ll have to be careful okay?”
Danny smiled at her, “of course, what’s the worst that could happen?”
This is what led to the four of them standing at the bottom of the stairs. Their parents had left about an hour ago. Danny and Jazz were still in their suits with Tim without one and made to sit with Jazz behind the glass and Damian and Danny planning to explore the actual tube.
“I don’t want to chance you getting hurt,” he said to her as he made her stand next to Tim.
Damian and Danny shared a look and nodded before heading into the tube.
They looked around for a while but didn’t see much besides the interconnected wires on the floor of the lab. Damian took the right side while Danny took the left. They worked their way up and down the tube. Damian was a little ahead of Danny on their way out. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.
When they were almost out Danny lost his footing, his hand flying out in front of him. A soft click was heard and time seemed to crawl to a stand still.
Danny couldn’t stand the thought of his friend getting hurt because of him and he felt a rush of adrenaline. He ran as he felt a swirl of energy and electricity surround his body.
“DANNY!! DAMIAN!!” he heard both Tim and Jazz shout as he reached Damian who was at the mouth of the portal.
A quick shove was all it took to get Damian, who had turned towards him at the sound of the shout, out of the portal.
“DANIEL!!” he heard Damian shout as the portal activated on top of him, surrounding his body with swirling green.
Blinding pain shot through Danny, feeling as if he was being torn apart and put back together again and again.
He figured he was dying but at least he could protect those he cared about. He was able to shove Damian out of the portal in time, and Tim and Jazz were safely behind the blast glass.
He wouldn’t ever be able to fly among the stars as an astronaut but he was able to protect. His family and friends were safe and that’s all that mattered.
He could allow himself to succumb to the darkness as the electricity and pain consumed him whole.
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I usually don't write asks, but I just have to say, I really love the way you draw the medic! He looks so soft(kind?) and trustworthy. Just a chill, silly dude to be around. That i could easily listen to talk about medical stuff and experimental surgeries for hours. But can swap to mad doctor whenever.. Like if I didn't know he could and most likely would play mix & match with my internal organs while I'm under, I would 100% trust him with my top surgery... I mean, on the other hand though, I could use new lungs and new heart, mine aren't really the best. So maybe it wouldn't be tooo baddd...hmm
Anyways! I just wanted to say I love your art!! It brings me such joy every time I see it! Also, love your science party stuff; they are one of my favorites! Hope you're having a lovely day! :D
danke!! i appreciate it as always! more than happy to have someone willing to listen to my rambles and get their organs rearranged as well!
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i think doc sometimes tells lightning that during training he can talk about dinosaurs all he wants. it’s the easiest way to get him motivated to practice AND its the biggest autism moment ever. allowing his beast of a 19 year old son to talk about dinosaurs freely for an extended period of time while ALSO driving around? its lightnings DREAM. doc takes it super seriously too. he sits in the passenger seat of the practice car and takes down notes in his notebook, gives his kid his full attention, and mentally applauds himself for saving cal and bobby 3 hours of their time listening to their friend talk about jurassic park.
lightning spends the whole practice time just. not paying attention to the road? he could drive blindfolded if he really had to, he knows the track around willy’s butte like the back of his hand, but also doc is shocked that one person can talk so much and pay attention to the road so little, yet still not crash the car. lightning just loves infodumping you cant blame him!!!
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this isnt a callout and i also do not want anyone to engage with this person but i cant just go around having heart attacks while checking this persons notes for people to block every so often so, genuinely if you enjoy xpennytrickx's art please do not follow me like i cannot stomach people enjoying their stuff also enjoying mine/being around my space esp cause i know there will be an overlap in people following me also following them as i do draw n/sfw peterick but not... yknow, pedo, which haunts me daily... plus, ive seen people who had no idea of the pedo art still engage with their less incriminating art but they still colour pete extremely dark, all the while characterising him/saying they like to see him as a predator which... like.... ??? please if petes coloured wayyy too dark that is ALSO an issue like him being coloured way too light, anyway please god give me a break and unfollow me yourself if you enjoy their stuff and know about the pedo art
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i’m here to make the vibes worse. horrible. rancid. just straight up depressing. listened to so long london like fifty times since singapore quali. i literally don’t know what to call this. just max having some thoughts on the Terrible time daniel is going through.
content warning: mild references to depression
“Sometimes I think this would be easier if I felt nothing,” Daniel offhandedly says and Max feels his heart fucking drop.
He wants to crawl inside of Daniel sometimes. Wants to sit in between his heart and his ribcage, guarding it from anything that would try and hurt him.
Max thinks Daniel gives out his heart too much.
Year after year, Max looks on as Daniel hands over his heart on a gold platter with the promises that seem enough to soothe over the jagged edges of his stitches only to be handed back less than he gave in the first place. Stitches pulled out and hastily redone before being returned.
Year after year, Max is the one who’ll sit through as he watches Daniel reprepare his heart—clean up the wounds, fix up the messy stitching, with the quiet promises to both of them that it’ll be the last time. He’ll stop hurting himself. He’ll stop hurting Max.
Year after year, Max watches Daniel pass the gold platter again. And again. And again.
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