#uhhh nothin i can do bout that im sorry

[gizoogletranslateshomestuck]

[A6IZZLE5] ====>

JAKE: So i takes it i be to S-T-to-tha-izzand 'n fo` tha buggin' hatta 'n dis charade paper'd up?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Yes.

JAKE: Except... wasnt tha buggin' hatta suppoze' ta be liznike... 'n charge of the tea party or sum-m sum-m now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe? JAKE ya feelin' me? I really dont know what im suppoze' ta be do'n H-to-tha-izzere.

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Nuttin straight from long beach nigga! Jiznust sit thizzere quietly pleaze. JASPROSESPRITE^2: No offenze, bizzle yizzle be only a priznop actor 'n dis fanciful scenario, which be serv'n as tha stage fo` mah dizzle wit dis lovely lady.

NEPETASPRITE: :33 < wait... NEPETASPRITE aww nah: :33 < dis be a dizzy? Keep the party crackin while I'm steady rappin.

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Oh with my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back Yes. JASPROSESPRITE^2: I'm sorry I dizzay mention sizzle, Nepizzle. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Be thiznat ok cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map?

NEPETASPRITE mah nizzle: :33 < um NEPIZZLE: :33 < i guess so! NEPETASPRITE: :33 < im stizzill a bit confuzzled 'bout what be actually happen'n though

JASPROSESPRITE^2: There will be plizzle of tizzle fo` explanations! Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Fo` now, I invite you ta relax n enjoy our party on dis peaceful n desizzle hilly planizzle, whizzay tizzy mild mannered boi across tha fridge sips his tea quietly.

NEPETASPRIZZLE but real niggaz don't give a fuck: :33 < ok bizzut... Anotha dogg house production. NEPETASPRITE: :33 < im manely just wonder'n, W-H-to-tha-izzere be evizzle? NEPETASPRITE in tha mutha fuckin club: :33 < like... equiizzles and yo momma? karkat? Holla! be they ok? Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up.

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Thizzay fine! JASPROSESPRITE^2: Well, Karkizzle be fine. Alive n wiznell, 'n dis session so jus' chill. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Equiizzles be also fine, 'n tha same senze that you n I be both F-to-tha-izzine! :3 JASPROSESPRITE^2: Everyizzle elze enjoys various states of bein fine whizzle alive, n fine whizzay dead. Nigga get shut up or get wet up.

NEPETIZZLE: :33 < oh NEPETASPRITE: :33 < hrrm well NEPIZZLE: :33 < SIZZAY of T-H-to-tha-izzat sizzy like good mizzay at lizzy bitch ass nigga?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: It all G-to-tha-izzood niznews yaba daba dizzle! I mean mews. :3 Especially thizzle we be bizzoth here nizzow, on dis dizzate togetha. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Again, assuming yizzay be ok wit that. No prizzle paper'd up!

NEPETASPRITE: :33 < i will say its a very funky ass look'n tea party you have here NEPETASPRITE: :33 < but ummmmm NEPETIZZLE in tha mutha fuckin club: :33 < ive neva actually... I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. NEPIZZLE cuz Im tha Double O G: :33 < b33n on a dizzate

JASPROSESPRITE^2: There a fizzy time fo` steppin', right? JASPROSESPRITE^2: I wanna be gangsta mah first date. I was so nervous! "Life hack." It helps if yizzy be very very drunk. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Not tizzy I be ho-slappin' dis as a remedy fo` yizzay! It ok to be nervous. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Besides, I sincerely doubt you be partial ta tha drink. You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. I have a feel'n catnip yo' poison, eh hittin that booty? Eh ridin' in mah double R?? Ehhh? Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay.??  cuz its a G thang;3

NEPETASPRITE: :33 < ive playa try eitha NEPETASPRIZZLE: :33 < sorry :\\ NEPETASPRIZZLE ya feelin' me? :33 < anyway its nizzay that im nervous 'bout a furst date necessarily! NEPETASPRITE fo' sho': :33 < i just... dizzont know who you be or nothin' trippin' 'bout yizzay NEPETASPRITE: :33 < yizzle lizzay like one of tha human kids but like this and like that and like this and uh... different. yiznou s33m ta be part kittycat now?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Yes Nepeta I be part kittycizzle now! :3 :3 JASPROSESPRITE^2: Events conspired ta mizzy me equal parts not diznead, half kittycat, and two sprites! JASPROSESPRITE^2: But tha otha sizzle of that pet tag be tha fact thizzle I am suddenly hizzle human as wiznell. Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. JASPROSESPRITE^2: You see Nepeta I uze' ta be a diznead cat tiznoo but now I'm an alive ciznat who pizzy G-to-tha-izzirl so jus' chill! JASPROSESPRITE^2: 'n fizzay, we spoke once. While I was S-T-to-tha-izzill just a cat. Don't you nigga puttin tha smack down?

NEPETASPRITE: :33 < uhhh NEPETASPRIZZLE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. :33 < wait a minute NEPIZZLE so bow down to the bow wow! :33 < yizzle... Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. NEPETASPRITE so show some love, niggaz! :33 < yes i T-H-to-tha-izzink i do wanna be gangsta thizzle! NEPETASPRITE: :33 < that was fun! : Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga.DD

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Chizzirp! :3 :3 :3 :3 :3

NEPETIZZLE: :33 < so Y-to-tha-izzoure tha sizzame cizzle tizzy! NEPETASPRITE: Slap your mutha fuckin self. :33 < tha hizzle gizzirl... roze was it? shizzle n ha lusus giznot protizzle togetha?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Thiznat is exactly what happened, fortunately fo` us both, as well as everybizzle elze.

NEPETASPRITE, know what im sayin? :33 < thats vizzle sw33t! Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. what a funky ass way fo` you two ta stay cloze foreva NEPETASPRITE: :33 < combin'n sizzouls wit mah lusus sounds like it wizzy hizzle b33n a wonderful way ta presizzle ha memory NEPETASPRITE: :33 < plizzle share all ha strength n wisdom n such! NEPETASPRITE: :33 < i be weed-smokin' thizzle oppurrtunity be long gizzy though  fo all my homies in the pen:cc

JASPROSESPRITE^2: It probizzle be. Bizzut R-E-A-Double-Lizzy, I D-to-tha-izzon't thizzay you need ta change! JASPROSESPRITE^2: Yizzou be so charm'n n prettizzle exactly as yizzy be.

NEPETASPRITE: :33 < wow... NEPETASPRITE: :33 < thank you :oo

JAKE to increase tha peace: Hey... JIZZAY: Nigga happizzle to janes bunny nigga... what was his name?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Huh?

JAKE n shit: Shawty sebastian i T-H-to-tha-izzink? JAKE: Whered he scampa off to?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Jake, what be you talk'n 'bout.

JIZNAKE: He would be PERFECT fo` dis tizzea party so i can get mah pimp on! JAKE: Like tha white rabbit n all. JAKE: N im like tha buggin' hatta fo` S-to-tha-izzome damned reason. JAKE: N youre suppoze' ta be like tha chizzle cat or such?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Yes, Jake. Thizzle was tha idea. JASPROSESPRITE^2: Thiznank you fo` explain'n a th'n ta us.

JAKE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. I havent tha foggiest fuck'n idea wizzy gang bangin' tavros be suppoze' ta be. JAKE: Or fo` that matta who tha blingin' homey 'n tha fridge represents.

JIZZAKE: Was there a dawg unda tha tiznable who honked sometimes 'n alice n wonderland? J-TO-THA-IZZAKE sho nuff: I really dont rememba. JAKE: So i guess thiznat leaves tha friendly cat T-R-to-tha-izzoll as alice? JIZNAKE: Nizzle right paper'd up? You must be tha alice of tha group. JAKE but real niggaz don't give a fuck: That wizzould make senze ta help you tap dat ass! Sizzay you jizzle gots here n appear ta be very confuze' 'bout dis situation. JIZZLE: By mah estimation that makes you a dead ringa fo` tha alice of dis tea party! You gotta check dis shit out yo.

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Jake, jizzy drink yo' tea.

> [A6A6I5] ====>

[ask-joeydrewstudios]

Henry's Unfortunate Ink-antation Part 8

[submitted by: @the-elusive-blue-skittle]

Day 3

Henry gets shaken awake by the little devil himself. Wow, is it morning already?!

“Henry! Henry, c’mon! It’s mornin’ already!” “Hhuh…? Really?” “YES, really!” “I feel like I got five minutes…”

“Henry, it’s eleven o'clock!” “That’s not that late, pal…”

“YES IT IS! Get up!”

“Alright, alright… Sheesh…”

Henry sits up in the chair, stretching. Bendy drags him out of ‘bed’ and onto his feet, causing the animator to shiver. “Gee, it’s cold in here…”

“Are you nuts?! It’s nice an’ toasty!” “Sure doesn’t feel like it,” Henry replies, grabbing one of his blankets and wrapping it around himself. “Ahh, much better…”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, nutjob. Let’s go start the day, already!”

Henry smiles and nods, following Bendy out the door, though he’s starting to feel a little hazy.

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Right in the middle of the dynamic duo setting up another infamous prank, someone pulls Henry off to the side.

… Oh. It’s Wally.

The janitor takes his hat off and holds it in front of his chest with a somber expression. “Look, Henry, I… I’m sorry I tortured ya the other day. Really, I am. It was a nasty thing ta do to someone who was just havin’ a li’l fun.”

“Huh?? Oh, no, no, Wally, it’s fine! I’m not mad, see?”

Wally raises a brow in suspicion. Henry would normally hold a huge grudge on something to that degree…

“Well, if ya say so. No hard feelings?” “Nnnnope!” Henry replies with a smile. Wally smiles back, though the expression seems uncertain.

“Aaaaaalright, uh, take care, pal.”

“See ya, Wally!”

The janitor smiles before turning and walking away, the expression on his face immediately dropping to one of extreme concern when his back is turned. ‘What’s happening to ‘im?’

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“JOEEEYYYY?”

The old man turns around to meet the source of the voice. “What is it, Franks?”

“I’unno, but somethin’ weird’s happenin’ around here… Somethin’ CRAZY weird!”

Joey sighs, pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose. “What KIND of weird?”

“It’s Henry.”

Joey’s expression falters for a split second. Henry’s being WEIRD? That ALREADY can’t be good at all. “Well, speak up, kid! What’s he been doing?”

“He isn’t holding any grudges! He’s all weird and gleeful and just plain not himself! I swear, if that toon garbage is contagious, I’m OUTTA here!”

“… I’ll keep an eye on him. Go back to work.” “Alright, alright,” Wally mutters, slinging his mop over his shoulder and sauntering back to the hall he was mopping.

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Henry’s been getting weirder and weirder as the day’s been going on. Even Bendy notices a difference in his general demeanor. The little devil hasn’t said anything yet, though it’s slowly nagging at him that something might be going terribly, horribly wrong.

The toonified animator is currently distracted with watching Norman set up projectors. Bendy taps him on the shoulder.

“Heyyyy, pally! I heard Joey’s got some new drawin’ paper that I think you’d like! Whaddaya say we go try some out?”

“Oh, ummm… Maybe later, pal. I don’t feel like it.” “WHAT?! You’re HENRY! You ALWAYS feel like drawin’! Come on, Henry! Ya gotta draw somethin’!”

Henry rubs his temples. “Uhhh… Okay, okay, I’ll draw something. Is it just me that feels dizzy right now?”

“ ‘Fraid it’s just you, Henry,” Bendy replies, shoving a pen and a sketchbook in Henry’s hands. The animator drops to the floor, lying on his tummy with the book in front of him, open to a clean page. He begins to doodle, though it looks slightly off from his usual talent.

“Hm… I’m losing my touch.”

“Aw, c’mon, Henry, ya do it just like this!”

Bendy proceeds to draw a portrait of himself in which, much to his dismay, is significantly better than Henry’s drawing.

“You’re my animator, for pete’s sake!”

Henry raises a brow, though he’s quick to shake his head and smile. “Well, having three fingers and a thumb isn’t helping much. That’s gotta be it. No need to worry, pal!”

Bendy reciprocates the smile. “Yer right. I ain’t gotta worry ‘bout somethin’ like that.”

He’s lying through his teeth. The little devil is starting to worry about his self-proclaimed big brother. “W-Well, uh, let’s keep drawin’! It’s fun ta just lie around an’ do nothin’ for a bit, right?” “Welllll, yeah. You’re right,” Henry replies, resting his head in his left hand as he draws with his right.

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“And then he SMILED at me,” Wally yells to the group he’s gathered in the break room. “Henry NEVER smiles at ME! I KNOW somethin’s up with ‘im, but I just don’t know what…”

“Wait wait wait, Wally… You’re saying that Henry ACCEPTED your apology?”

“Yeah!”

“… Wuh-oh. Have you told Joey?” “Yeah. He said he’d look int’a it, but he’s a real busy man.”

The other person, revealed to be Susie, crosses her arms in suspicion. “Well, maybe someone should go and talk to him once in awhile and see if it’s not just you.”

Sammy silently nods. Even HE’S starting to get worried about Henry. This is getting to be a real problem if Sammy, of all people, is concerned about ANYONE besides Susie.

Susie glances at the door. “I’ll go check on him and see if he’s okay…” “Be careful.” “Oh, Sammy, as if that sweet little guy would do anything to hurt someone…”

Susie walks briskly, in a hurry to see what Wally was talking about. She peeks into the main room of the studio to see Henry and Bendy surrounded by papers, all with individual drawings and doodles on them.

Susie clears her throat, alerting the toons to her presence. Henry sees her and stands up with his hands behind his back, a small smile plastered on his face. “Well, if it isn’t Susie! Did you need somethin’?”

Susie glances back at the break room hallway. She returns her gaze to the toons in front of her and smiles nervously.

“I just wanted to check on you, sugar. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s swell,” Henry exclaims with a grin.

Susie seems uncomfortable. “That’s… Good…”

“Is something wrong, Susie?”

“No, no, just feeling a little under the weather. That’s all.”

“Gosh, you’re sick? Maybe you should tell Joey!”

Tell Joey… That’s a splendid idea! Tell Joey about what’s happening, and maybe he can fix this mess!

Susie walks off from Henry wordlessly, leaving the little toon in confusion.

“What’s up with her?”

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five| part six | part seven

[shadowofimpendingdoom]

OK LIKE HELL AM I GONNA LEAVE THAT BE here are some new and improved Avery lines

@pasteldot this is your fault

Select:

“Lemme at ‘em!”

Pre-round introduction:

“Time to paint the town red!” “It’s very knife to meetcha!” “Youse ain’t gonna like any of what’s comin’ to ya.”

Samson: “I’ll teach ya a thing or two 'bout backstabbin!” A: “Chief, you don’t know what you’re doin’!” S: “Could say the same for you.”

Vice: “Don’t even try ta stop me!” “You can do better than this and you know it!”

Avery: “Hey!! Who do you think you are!?” “Lookin’ good. Now get bent.”

Krieg: “Wanna play Cat & Mouse!? ...Or would it be Goat and Bird...?” “You’ll never take me alive!” K: “I usually refrain from harming minors, but...” A: “If that ain’t the biggest load a’ bull I’ve heard today!”

Hungern: “And just when I thought we was gettin’ along.” “All you cops are the same, after all.”

Lev: “*nervously* I don’t know 'im!” (referring to Samson) A: “Just how many people has Sam pissed off?” L: “Every being he’s ever met.”

L: “You are not safe with him, little one.” A: “And you’re supposed to be any better?”

Sagan: “Start autographin’, pretty boy!” A: “Sure would be a shame for showbiz if yer face got messed up.” S: “Hey, I heard scars are all the rage these days.”

S: “I’ve killed more Skullgirls than you count, newbie.” A: “Should be a good time for retirement, then, yeah?”

A: “What up, doc?” S: “That’s my line!”

LG: “No hard feelings!” “Show me what’cha got, Red!”

Sekhmet: “Seriously, how many people did Sam piss off!?” “Nuttin’ but a dry well here, sister! Breeze off!”

Tara/Bee: “You don’t tell me what ta do!” “Outta my way!”

Buer/Gae: “Let’s see if all dat stuff they pumped into ya was worth squat.” “Guess Needles needed friends as creepy as her.”

Andy: “Step down, Andy! This is professional work!” “Go back ta your shows. I got this!”

Robo LG/Shamone: “What in the bull hickey?" “Guess this is happenin’ today.”

Skullheart: “Ain’t no runnin’ away now!" “Let ‘er go, skullbag!”

Combat:

“Real funny...” (Recover)

“You’ll pay for that!” (Recover)

“Oh, boohoo!” (Enemy recover)

“Drop dead already!” (Enemy Recover)

“Ya seem to be on edge.” (Enemy Recover)

“Stick around!” (Grab)

“What’s the rush?” (Grab)

“Wingin’ it!” (Grab escape)

“Open wide, blubber-mouth!” (Blockbuster)

“Dammit!” (Failed blockbuster)

“No, no, NO!” (Failed blockbuster)

“Uh oh.” (Failed blockbuster)

“Hey, git back 'ere!” (Failed grab)

“YOU WANT SOME!?” (Infinite Break)

“GET LOST!” (Infinite Break)

Switching/Tagging:

“Toucan play this game!” (Switch in)

“Save some for me!” (Switch in)

“Make way~!” (Switch in)

“Hate to cut and run.” (Switch out)

“All yours!” (Switch out)

“I’ll be back!” (Switch out)

“What’s-yer-face!” (Switch out)

Samson: “Chief!/Hair for brains!/Boozehound!/Rip ‘em open!”

Vice: “Minion!/Lackey!/Torpedo!/Break a leg or two!/Bruno!"

Avery: “Good-lookin’!/Yours truly!/Hot stuff, comin’ through!”

Krieg: “Fuzz!/Bad cop!/Soulja boy!/Officer~/Buttons!/Ten-hut!” A: “I won’t go to jail for this, right?” K: “Today.”

Hungern: “Fuzz!/Good cop!/Eyeball!/Pleasure workin with ya!”

Lev: “Wisehead!/Grandpa!/Stiff!/BBQ, anybody?”

Sagan: “Pretty boy!/Done powderin’ yer nose?”/ S: “This doesn’t mean we’re friends.” A: “Thank Venus.” / A: “This is a one-time thing!” S: “Please word that better.“

LG:  “Red!/Algae!/Kiddo!/Newbie!/Short stuff!/Show ‘em what for!”

Sekhmet: “Canary!/Chippy!/Dish!/Dame!”

Tara: “Jane!/Give ‘em hell, sister!/Give ‘em a shock!/Make yerself useful.”

Bee: “Bee’s knees!/Buzz!/Stingy, are we?/Feelin’ swell?”

Buer/Gae: “Droppers!/Palooka!/Tear ‘em to pieces!/Lessee what’cha got!”

Andy: “Kiddo!/C’mere, brat!/Make yerself useful.”

Robo LG/Shamone: “Uhhh./Sure, I guess?/Sams--! Wait.”

Skullheart: “No funny business!/I’m watchin’ you./McGuffin!

Win:

”Good knife and sweet dreams!” “Ya don’t seem t'be in a stable condition.” ’*Woody Woodpecker laugh*’ “That’s all, folks!” “I hope Boss hears o’ dis!”

Samson: “That’s what’cha get!” “You had it comin’.”

Vice: “I told ya--I’m the sharpest!” “Join me already!” “Typical slice-of-life drama.”

Avery: “That’s... uncomfortable to look at.” “There can be only one! The best lookin’ one!”

Krieg: “Yer job’s a heavy birden.” “No egrets!”

Hungern: “Well, yer better than yer brotha.” “Should’a stuck to babysitting.”

Lev: “I’ll pick my own friends, thanks.” “Chief’s got weird taste.”

Sagan: “*sarcastically* Poor rich kid.” “Sign ‘ere. Make it out to Peacock!” “Quit rufflin’ yer feathers!”

LG: “You’ve still got a way to go, twerp.” “What’s your deal?”

Sekhmet: “I’m tired of yer cuttin’ remarks.” “Go exit stage left, broad.”

Tara: “Try all ya want, you’ll never be my level!” “*mockingly* Does Tarry need new batteries?”

Bee: “Look’s like I’m the bee’s knees, after all!” “All swagger, no substance.”

Buer/Gae: “The heck’s Lab 0 up to?” “Braindead’s got nothin’ on me!”

Andy: “As usual, I gotta do all the work.” “Leave this to the professionals, kiddo.”

Robo LG/Shamone: “And I thought Buer was creepy.” “O-kay! Never again!”

Skullheart: “Rest easy, doll.” “I did it... I did it...!”

Lose:

“’M sorry, Boss...” “No fair...!” “I... can’t lose...” “You’re so... dull...” “*dreamily* Candy canes...”

Samson: “Filthy traitor...!” “You won’t get away with this...!” “Double-crossin’ sonnuva...”

Vice: “Don’t... trust them.” “But I’m the brains...!”

Avery: “That’s just uncalled for...” “Load a’ baloney!”

Krieg: “Child abuse not in yer book!?“

Hungern: “So much for that...” “Like big bro, like lil’ bro.”

Lev: “You’ve got issues...” “Still not... convinced.”

Sagan: “I hate you so much...” “So those weren’t special effects...”

LG: “No fair...!” “What's with you!?”

Sekhmet: “No... don’t....!” “Don’t hurt them...!”

Tara: “Anyone but... you...” “But I’m the better one...!”

Bee: “Laugh it up...” “Can’t believe this...”

Buer/Gae: “I can’t lose to... you...” “Wrong on so many levels...!”

Andy: “No... seriously...!?” “Dunno if I’m angry or proud...”

Robo LG/Shamone: “I feel... irrelivant.”

Skullheart: “Patty...!” “I can... still...”

Draw:

“Well I could’a done that.” “That was on purpose!” “I’ll get you, gadget...!”