Now I'm tempted to make omake trailer for a this movie and/or a reaction omake to it. unless anyone else wants to do, which in that case, I'm cool.
A Hellfish flys again! ( a Simpsons X DVV CK2 Quest)
- Thread starter Ranger65
- Start date
- Location
- Three feet to the left
- Pronouns
- He/They
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A Single Step Forward (canon!)
- Location
- Fall, or somewhere close to it
A Single Step Forward
Hunter sat on a rusted bench outside the Springfield cemetery, the moon high above, casting an eerie glow over the tombstones behind him, and a faint wind rustled the leaves. The low groans of the undead could still be heard, but they no longer sent chills down his spine. He'd grown used to the noise after hours of standing guard, reinforcing the gates, and making sure that nothing got in or out. His job was simple: keep Springfield safe. But tonight, something felt off.
His mind drifted back to the Boiling Isles, to the world he left behind. Life had been chaotic there, but it had also made sense. He knew his place, even when that place was under the oppressive thumb of Emperor Belos. Here in Springfield, everything was so different. Unpredictable, wild, and free in a way that made him feel like he didn't belong, not in this strange and freeing chaos, not a pawn like him.
Flapjack fluttered from his staff, landing gently on his shoulder. The palisman nuzzled against his cheek, chirping softly. Hunter managed a small smile and reached up to gently pet the tiny bird.
"I'm fine, Flapjack," he muttered, though the tension in his voice betrayed him. "Just… thinking."
Flapjack chirped again, tilting his head, as if unconvinced.
Hunter sighed, leaning back against the bench. "I know, I know. I should be focused on the job. But this place, it's so weird. I don't know how I fit in here. Mr.Simpson has got me working on zombie control and I know he said I'm doing well, even gave me a pat on the back for the guard rotation but... "
He chuckled, but the sound was hollow. Flapjack nudged him again, this time harder, his tiny wings flapping insistently. The palisman darted into the air and circled above Hunter's head, chirping excitedly.
"What are you doing?" Hunter asked, raising an eyebrow. But Flapjack ignored him, swooping around in loops before landing back on his staff, bouncing up and down as if trying to encourage him.
Hunter's lips twitched into a reluctant smile. "You're right. I shouldn't let this get to me. I've faced worse than zombies, right?" He paused, his expression faltering for a moment. "But it's not just the zombies. It's… everything. The longer I'm here, the more I feel like I'm losing myself. Like I don't belong anywhere."
Flapjack cooed softly and hopped down to nuzzle against Hunter's hand. Hunter stroked the palisman absentmindedly, his thoughts wandering. He had spent so long trying to find where he fit in—first as a soldier under Belos, then as someone trying to break free from that life. He thought Springfield might give him a fresh start but now, it just felt like another strange world that didn't make sense.
The job he was doing for Mr.Simpson wasn't glamorous, but it kept him busy. No matter how hard he worked, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was just drifting, not really a person but not as far as the mindless undead he had helped contain.
Flapjack, sensing Hunter's mood, took off again, this time flying higher into the air. The palisman swooped and dove, performing small tricks in the moonlight, his wings catching the silver glow and reflecting it like a shimmering feathered comet.
Hunter watched, his gaze following Flapjack's movements, and for the first time that night, he felt a bit lighter. He wasn't just a protector or a soldier, he was Hunter. And Flapjack was his friend, his constant companion.
A soft laugh escaped him as Flapjack did a particularly daring flip in the air. "Okay, okay, you win," Hunter said, standing up from the bench. "I get it. I'm taking this too seriously."
Flapjack chirped triumphantly, swooping down to land on Hunter's head, ruffling his hair with his tiny talons. Hunter laughed again, reaching up to gently lift the bird and set him back on his staff.
"You're always here when I need you, huh?" Hunter murmured, more to himself than to Flapjack. "I guess I needed a reminder that I'm not alone. That I've got friends."
As if on cue, Flapjack chirped cheerfully, and Hunter felt a warmth spread through his chest. He wasn't alone. Sure, Springfield was strange, and yes, the job was bizarre, but he had Flapjack. And there were others, too—people he could count on. His friends, Luz, Amity, Gus...
Willow.
The thought of her made Hunter's heart lift even more. She had a way of making things feel less complicated, of grounding him when the weight of his past threatened to overwhelm him. He missed her.
Flapjack flapped his wings excitedly, as if sensing Hunter's change in mood. Hunter grinned, his earlier unease melting away. "Yeah, maybe I should go see what Willow's up to. I bet she's found something interesting around here. It's Springfield, after all—there's always something weird going on."
With renewed energy, Hunter slung his staff over his shoulder and started walking away from the cemetery, leaving the moaning zombies behind. They wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.For now, he needed a break. He needed to see Willow, to catch up with her and maybe laugh about the absurdity of it all.
As he walked, Flapjack flew beside him, darting in and out of the trees, his joyous chirps filling the night air. Hunter's steps grew lighter, and for the first time in what felt like weeks, he didn't feel the weight of his past dragging him down. He wasn't a Grimwalker, he wasn't Belos' puppet. He was Hunter, and he had people, friends, who cared about him.
By the time he reached the edge of the town, the moon was starting to dip lower in the sky, casting long shadows over the streets. Hunter paused for a moment, taking it all in. Springfield was strange, no doubt about that, but maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. Maybe it was exactly the kind of place someone like him needed, a place where weirdness was normal and where he could find his own path.
"Come on, Flapjack," he said, a smile tugging at his lips. "Let's go find Willow."
AN: I can be nice to Hunter too, sometimes I just need a little help from Flapjack.
Hunter sat on a rusted bench outside the Springfield cemetery, the moon high above, casting an eerie glow over the tombstones behind him, and a faint wind rustled the leaves. The low groans of the undead could still be heard, but they no longer sent chills down his spine. He'd grown used to the noise after hours of standing guard, reinforcing the gates, and making sure that nothing got in or out. His job was simple: keep Springfield safe. But tonight, something felt off.
His mind drifted back to the Boiling Isles, to the world he left behind. Life had been chaotic there, but it had also made sense. He knew his place, even when that place was under the oppressive thumb of Emperor Belos. Here in Springfield, everything was so different. Unpredictable, wild, and free in a way that made him feel like he didn't belong, not in this strange and freeing chaos, not a pawn like him.
Flapjack fluttered from his staff, landing gently on his shoulder. The palisman nuzzled against his cheek, chirping softly. Hunter managed a small smile and reached up to gently pet the tiny bird.
"I'm fine, Flapjack," he muttered, though the tension in his voice betrayed him. "Just… thinking."
Flapjack chirped again, tilting his head, as if unconvinced.
Hunter sighed, leaning back against the bench. "I know, I know. I should be focused on the job. But this place, it's so weird. I don't know how I fit in here. Mr.Simpson has got me working on zombie control and I know he said I'm doing well, even gave me a pat on the back for the guard rotation but... "
He chuckled, but the sound was hollow. Flapjack nudged him again, this time harder, his tiny wings flapping insistently. The palisman darted into the air and circled above Hunter's head, chirping excitedly.
"What are you doing?" Hunter asked, raising an eyebrow. But Flapjack ignored him, swooping around in loops before landing back on his staff, bouncing up and down as if trying to encourage him.
Hunter's lips twitched into a reluctant smile. "You're right. I shouldn't let this get to me. I've faced worse than zombies, right?" He paused, his expression faltering for a moment. "But it's not just the zombies. It's… everything. The longer I'm here, the more I feel like I'm losing myself. Like I don't belong anywhere."
Flapjack cooed softly and hopped down to nuzzle against Hunter's hand. Hunter stroked the palisman absentmindedly, his thoughts wandering. He had spent so long trying to find where he fit in—first as a soldier under Belos, then as someone trying to break free from that life. He thought Springfield might give him a fresh start but now, it just felt like another strange world that didn't make sense.
The job he was doing for Mr.Simpson wasn't glamorous, but it kept him busy. No matter how hard he worked, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was just drifting, not really a person but not as far as the mindless undead he had helped contain.
Flapjack, sensing Hunter's mood, took off again, this time flying higher into the air. The palisman swooped and dove, performing small tricks in the moonlight, his wings catching the silver glow and reflecting it like a shimmering feathered comet.
Hunter watched, his gaze following Flapjack's movements, and for the first time that night, he felt a bit lighter. He wasn't just a protector or a soldier, he was Hunter. And Flapjack was his friend, his constant companion.
A soft laugh escaped him as Flapjack did a particularly daring flip in the air. "Okay, okay, you win," Hunter said, standing up from the bench. "I get it. I'm taking this too seriously."
Flapjack chirped triumphantly, swooping down to land on Hunter's head, ruffling his hair with his tiny talons. Hunter laughed again, reaching up to gently lift the bird and set him back on his staff.
"You're always here when I need you, huh?" Hunter murmured, more to himself than to Flapjack. "I guess I needed a reminder that I'm not alone. That I've got friends."
As if on cue, Flapjack chirped cheerfully, and Hunter felt a warmth spread through his chest. He wasn't alone. Sure, Springfield was strange, and yes, the job was bizarre, but he had Flapjack. And there were others, too—people he could count on. His friends, Luz, Amity, Gus...
Willow.
The thought of her made Hunter's heart lift even more. She had a way of making things feel less complicated, of grounding him when the weight of his past threatened to overwhelm him. He missed her.
Flapjack flapped his wings excitedly, as if sensing Hunter's change in mood. Hunter grinned, his earlier unease melting away. "Yeah, maybe I should go see what Willow's up to. I bet she's found something interesting around here. It's Springfield, after all—there's always something weird going on."
With renewed energy, Hunter slung his staff over his shoulder and started walking away from the cemetery, leaving the moaning zombies behind. They wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.For now, he needed a break. He needed to see Willow, to catch up with her and maybe laugh about the absurdity of it all.
As he walked, Flapjack flew beside him, darting in and out of the trees, his joyous chirps filling the night air. Hunter's steps grew lighter, and for the first time in what felt like weeks, he didn't feel the weight of his past dragging him down. He wasn't a Grimwalker, he wasn't Belos' puppet. He was Hunter, and he had people, friends, who cared about him.
By the time he reached the edge of the town, the moon was starting to dip lower in the sky, casting long shadows over the streets. Hunter paused for a moment, taking it all in. Springfield was strange, no doubt about that, but maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. Maybe it was exactly the kind of place someone like him needed, a place where weirdness was normal and where he could find his own path.
"Come on, Flapjack," he said, a smile tugging at his lips. "Let's go find Willow."
AN: I can be nice to Hunter too, sometimes I just need a little help from Flapjack.
Pls give me time, I ain't just gonna pull Omake out of ass instantly (no offence of course)
Correspondence ( sadly non canon)
- Location
- Three feet to the left
- Pronouns
- He/They
Here's an omake about Webby writing to Uncle Scrooge. That is all.
It's me Webby! Here with another letter for you!
Mr. Simpson has been really busy lately. Apparently, he's finally cornered that Mr. Burns guy in some kind of secret bunker. He's really excited to stop him from hurting the town and his family, but I think he's gonna be sad when it's all over. He's been having fun fighting with Burns. I don't think he's ever had a nemesis before!
Oh! Mr. Simpson also finally made up with his son! He was really happy about it! He wants to have his whole family over sometime soon. But his daughter in-law came over the other day to say hi and I got to meet her! She had the craziest hair. I also got to meet her baby, Maggie. Baby humans are so cute!
So since my last letter, Mr. Simpsons has started exploring the mansion more. He said didn't have time before, but I think he just kept forgetting. There's a lot of weird stuff here! Mr. Simpson found a room full of monkeys working on typewriters trying to produce Shakespeare. None of us had any idea it was there, and the monkeys were real mad they were interrupted. Granny told me to stay out of that part of the mansion for a while.
Earlier, I found a room that was just a theater for plays? But there were people in it performing, but no audience? It felt really creepy, so I just put up a sign not to go in.
Mr. Bates (the butler) stumbled into a room full of vultures. They were all alive despite noone feeding them for months and just kept staring at him. We're pretty sure they're cursed.
Springfield in general is kind of a weird place! The people here just get crazy ideas in their heads and just go for it. Like, at one point they paved the streets in literal gold? And Mr. Simpson is trying to get the money together to do it again?
And another time they snuck into the next town over because that town was stealing their lemon trees and they had to steal them back?
And another time, they rooted during an eclipse because they thought a dragon ate the moon? There was a lot of property damage that time.
Like, they're just weird over here.
I miss living with you and Granny and the triplets, but I'm starting to get used to this place. I'd like to live with you again though. And, even though she doesn't say it, I can tell Granny misses you too!
Mr. Simpson is trying to get new businesses to come to Springfield. Maybe you could start up a new company here? I bet your bored back in Duckburg.
Well, I need to get going. It's always nice talking to you!
Love, Webby
Scrooge McDuck sat down the letter and looked out the window. Duckburg had gotten shadier in recent times. More pollution, less public works, more and more advertisements (All with Glomgold's stupid face on them)...
Scrooge placed Webby's most recent letter into his private safe with the others. The good lass had been writing to him and keeping him apprised of her life in Springfield, and generally keeping him company.
He looked around his apartment. Even if he wasn't rich anymore, no one could say he was poor, either. He lived frugally, and quietly. Nothing crazy or luxurious or with a wild tale behind it.
He hated it.
Webby was right, he was bored. Maybe he should take a vacation somewhere? Get out of town for a bit and find some new opportunities for himself? Well, it was something to think about.
For now, he needed something to eat. He'd head down to that hot dog cart he liked. And, if he was lucky, get into a scrap with one of the local hoodlums that had taken up residence in his town. He might be a wash up, but he was still Scrooge McDuck dammit! He wasn't easy pickings for anyone!
A/N: Just something short because I was bored.
Correspondence
Dear Mr. McDuck,
It's me Webby! Here with another letter for you!
Mr. Simpson has been really busy lately. Apparently, he's finally cornered that Mr. Burns guy in some kind of secret bunker. He's really excited to stop him from hurting the town and his family, but I think he's gonna be sad when it's all over. He's been having fun fighting with Burns. I don't think he's ever had a nemesis before!
Oh! Mr. Simpson also finally made up with his son! He was really happy about it! He wants to have his whole family over sometime soon. But his daughter in-law came over the other day to say hi and I got to meet her! She had the craziest hair. I also got to meet her baby, Maggie. Baby humans are so cute!
So since my last letter, Mr. Simpsons has started exploring the mansion more. He said didn't have time before, but I think he just kept forgetting. There's a lot of weird stuff here! Mr. Simpson found a room full of monkeys working on typewriters trying to produce Shakespeare. None of us had any idea it was there, and the monkeys were real mad they were interrupted. Granny told me to stay out of that part of the mansion for a while.
Earlier, I found a room that was just a theater for plays? But there were people in it performing, but no audience? It felt really creepy, so I just put up a sign not to go in.
Mr. Bates (the butler) stumbled into a room full of vultures. They were all alive despite noone feeding them for months and just kept staring at him. We're pretty sure they're cursed.
Springfield in general is kind of a weird place! The people here just get crazy ideas in their heads and just go for it. Like, at one point they paved the streets in literal gold? And Mr. Simpson is trying to get the money together to do it again?
And another time they snuck into the next town over because that town was stealing their lemon trees and they had to steal them back?
And another time, they rooted during an eclipse because they thought a dragon ate the moon? There was a lot of property damage that time.
Like, they're just weird over here.
I miss living with you and Granny and the triplets, but I'm starting to get used to this place. I'd like to live with you again though. And, even though she doesn't say it, I can tell Granny misses you too!
Mr. Simpson is trying to get new businesses to come to Springfield. Maybe you could start up a new company here? I bet your bored back in Duckburg.
Well, I need to get going. It's always nice talking to you!
Love, Webby
Scrooge McDuck sat down the letter and looked out the window. Duckburg had gotten shadier in recent times. More pollution, less public works, more and more advertisements (All with Glomgold's stupid face on them)...
Scrooge placed Webby's most recent letter into his private safe with the others. The good lass had been writing to him and keeping him apprised of her life in Springfield, and generally keeping him company.
He looked around his apartment. Even if he wasn't rich anymore, no one could say he was poor, either. He lived frugally, and quietly. Nothing crazy or luxurious or with a wild tale behind it.
He hated it.
Webby was right, he was bored. Maybe he should take a vacation somewhere? Get out of town for a bit and find some new opportunities for himself? Well, it was something to think about.
For now, he needed something to eat. He'd head down to that hot dog cart he liked. And, if he was lucky, get into a scrap with one of the local hoodlums that had taken up residence in his town. He might be a wash up, but he was still Scrooge McDuck dammit! He wasn't easy pickings for anyone!
A/N: Just something short because I was bored.
- Pronouns
- Female
(Was originally going to write little scenes into the song too, but after finishing up the parody I got lazy lol. Just keep in mind the song is about Lena while she's visiting Magica in a jail for closure, And therefore the spoken bits are her, except the ending, which is Webby lol
Anyways, enjoy this song parody of Fine and Dandy from Confinement!)
Lenny, over Intercom: Attention all staff: We have a reactor breach in the eastern wing of the Power Plant. But I'm doing fine, thank you for asking.
[Verse 1]
I was there to witness
a sad mental sickness
She wants the world to notice
That she's not worth the focus
She could make an entrance
But felt she didn't deserve a friend
Now she's got lots of different scratches
From trying here and then
[Pre-Chorus]
And I say liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high, but in the hole there's water
You can keep feelings so very hidden
No ones perfect, but it's a living
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Bridge]
(Spoken)
I am NOT your henchwoman. I'm not a snivelling little sidekick. And I'm NOT just your shadowy attack dog!!
[Verse 2]
Ring a ring of roses
Whoever gets the closest
She likes dark proses
Due to the war of the roses
Mother wouldn't kiss her
'Cause of her condition
Now she's stuck in a semi-prison
For her strange disposition
[Pre-Chorus]
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high, but in the hole there's water
Do as you will, it's much less work to ignore
But if it don't feel good
What are you doing it for?
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Bridge 2]
(Spoken)
You're a damn, f*cking, sh*t
MOTHER F*CKER of a
F*cking MONSTER!
[Pre-Chorus]
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high, but in the hole there's water
Do as you will, its much less work to ignore
But if it don't feel good
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
Y'know, Who are you doing it for
Who are you doing it for
Who are you doing it for
Who are you doing it forrrr!?
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Outro]
(Spoken)
Aw, bud, there is absolutely nothing that bad about you.!
Anyways, enjoy this song parody of Fine and Dandy from Confinement!)
Lenny, over Intercom: Attention all staff: We have a reactor breach in the eastern wing of the Power Plant. But I'm doing fine, thank you for asking.
[Verse 1]
I was there to witness
a sad mental sickness
She wants the world to notice
That she's not worth the focus
She could make an entrance
But felt she didn't deserve a friend
Now she's got lots of different scratches
From trying here and then
[Pre-Chorus]
And I say liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high, but in the hole there's water
You can keep feelings so very hidden
No ones perfect, but it's a living
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Bridge]
(Spoken)
I am NOT your henchwoman. I'm not a snivelling little sidekick. And I'm NOT just your shadowy attack dog!!
[Verse 2]
Ring a ring of roses
Whoever gets the closest
She likes dark proses
Due to the war of the roses
Mother wouldn't kiss her
'Cause of her condition
Now she's stuck in a semi-prison
For her strange disposition
[Pre-Chorus]
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high, but in the hole there's water
Do as you will, it's much less work to ignore
But if it don't feel good
What are you doing it for?
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Bridge 2]
(Spoken)
You're a damn, f*cking, sh*t
MOTHER F*CKER of a
F*cking MONSTER!
[Pre-Chorus]
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high, but in the hole there's water
Do as you will, its much less work to ignore
But if it don't feel good
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
Y'know, Who are you doing it for
Who are you doing it for
Who are you doing it for
Who are you doing it forrrr!?
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Chorus]
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little to high, or a little too low
Got low self-esteem and vertigo
But she says she's fine and dandy
Hey ho, here she goes
Either a little too far, or little does she think she'll grow
she's pretending, but everybody knows
She thinks she's fine and dandy
[Outro]
(Spoken)
Aw, bud, there is absolutely nothing that bad about you.!
- Location
- Italian City
- Pronouns
- He/They/Name
Fun Fact: after 12 years, the mobile game "The Simpsons: Tapped Out" is coming to an end.
It was the game that got me INVESTED in the Simpsons franchise, and I've been playing it for a long, long while.
If anyone wants to shine a spotlight on the extremely obscure character, now is the time to do so.
The game will be removed/rendered unaviable on January 25 , 2025.
Thank you, Tapped Out. You introduced me to the Simpsons.
It was the game that got me INVESTED in the Simpsons franchise, and I've been playing it for a long, long while.
If anyone wants to shine a spotlight on the extremely obscure character, now is the time to do so.
The game will be removed/rendered unaviable on January 25 , 2025.
Thank you, Tapped Out. You introduced me to the Simpsons.
- Pronouns
- Female
Once again making a song out of boredom XD
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(The Hexsquad and other Kid characters are chilling at Krusty Burger - Masha has come to visit and confess to Vee, who thinks it's a joke)
Please just take the snake themed chocolates and leave, just leave!
Vee!
I will never let you let me leave
I promise I'm not lying
Go ahead ask anybody who has seen me trying
(Masha gestures to the aforementioned audience, who nod with thumbs up)
I'm not going, if it seems like I did
I'm probably waiting outside
(Vee looks back to see Masha gone and sighs in sad acceptance… only for them to pop out in front of the window outside, humorously making an unprepared Nelson Muntz spit his drink into Martin Prince's face)
Such a stubborn enby you'll likely never meet another
When we have our family dinner You can thank your brother!
(Masha gestures to Hunter, who whistles in mock innocence as Vee glared, though his uncharacteristic shit eating grin makes it clear he isn't sorry)
He's the best, I'll be sure to learn more about him on our family history test
(Masha tries to leap on a table but after a few misses gives up and just spins Vee around, dipping her)
I'm gonna do this right
Show you I'm not moving
Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow
(Masha spins a blushing Vee again before sitting her down and showing postcards of the various places in between Gravesfield and Springfield)
Oh, I'm gonna love you so
You'll learn what I already know
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
You can try, oh, but I
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
(Masha poses dramatically as everyone but Nelson joins in the song as back up singers, and even he seems to be getting kinda invested based on his expression)
Ready for your check?
(Squeaky Voiced Teen walks up, Despite nobody having ordered anything besides The aforementioned Wasted Nelson drink)
Not quite, fries for everybody!
(Masha throws their hands in the air excitedly as everybody cheers)
What?!
(Vee looks amused and mildly worried)
I grew up an only child in Connecticut, what a pity
(Shows a younger Masha looking bored as they wandered around Gravesfield)
Spent my days alone, my only friend was a stray kitty called Arlene (Arleneeeee!)
(Masha sighs over dramatically as their back up singers vocalize)
I thought it was hilarious to call a cat a reference
(Vee looks a little confused, obviously having no idea what Garfield is, but also interested in the story)
She played hard to get hissing while she scratched me
What she was trying to say was "Buddy come and catch me!"
(Younger Masha hugs and cuddles a mangy, grey old cat, obviously getting scratched and hissed at)
I learned quickly, that perseverance stood between a cat and her new best friend, me
(However, Younger Masha keeps coming back and eventually starts giving the cat fish and it calms down and licks them)
Ohhhh, I'm gonna do this right
Show you I'm not moving
Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow!
(Masha humorously gestures to the discarded postcards)
Oh, I'm gonna love you so
You'll learn what I already know
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
(Masha smooshes Vee's face as the others all pose and keep singing)
When you say never…?
(Vee is muffled but clearly happy and appreciative, if embarrassed)
You can try, oh, but oh I-!
(Masha and their backup singers are all suddenly lightly whacked on the head by Krusty with a newspaper)
I love you means blah blah blah yip yap yap yap now order something, ya jerks!
I can try, but I
(Krusty walks off with an eyeroll as Homer humorously pops in out of nowhere, singing operatically)
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
(Vee suddenly kisses a happy but flustered Masha as every
one cheers - Though Gus and Luz pout a little and hands Cricket 10 bucks, having clearly lost a bet)
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(The Hexsquad and other Kid characters are chilling at Krusty Burger - Masha has come to visit and confess to Vee, who thinks it's a joke)
Please just take the snake themed chocolates and leave, just leave!
Vee!
I will never let you let me leave
I promise I'm not lying
Go ahead ask anybody who has seen me trying
(Masha gestures to the aforementioned audience, who nod with thumbs up)
I'm not going, if it seems like I did
I'm probably waiting outside
(Vee looks back to see Masha gone and sighs in sad acceptance… only for them to pop out in front of the window outside, humorously making an unprepared Nelson Muntz spit his drink into Martin Prince's face)
Such a stubborn enby you'll likely never meet another
When we have our family dinner You can thank your brother!
(Masha gestures to Hunter, who whistles in mock innocence as Vee glared, though his uncharacteristic shit eating grin makes it clear he isn't sorry)
He's the best, I'll be sure to learn more about him on our family history test
(Masha tries to leap on a table but after a few misses gives up and just spins Vee around, dipping her)
I'm gonna do this right
Show you I'm not moving
Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow
(Masha spins a blushing Vee again before sitting her down and showing postcards of the various places in between Gravesfield and Springfield)
Oh, I'm gonna love you so
You'll learn what I already know
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
You can try, oh, but I
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
(Masha poses dramatically as everyone but Nelson joins in the song as back up singers, and even he seems to be getting kinda invested based on his expression)
Ready for your check?
(Squeaky Voiced Teen walks up, Despite nobody having ordered anything besides The aforementioned Wasted Nelson drink)
Not quite, fries for everybody!
(Masha throws their hands in the air excitedly as everybody cheers)
What?!
(Vee looks amused and mildly worried)
I grew up an only child in Connecticut, what a pity
(Shows a younger Masha looking bored as they wandered around Gravesfield)
Spent my days alone, my only friend was a stray kitty called Arlene (Arleneeeee!)
(Masha sighs over dramatically as their back up singers vocalize)
I thought it was hilarious to call a cat a reference
(Vee looks a little confused, obviously having no idea what Garfield is, but also interested in the story)
She played hard to get hissing while she scratched me
What she was trying to say was "Buddy come and catch me!"
(Younger Masha hugs and cuddles a mangy, grey old cat, obviously getting scratched and hissed at)
I learned quickly, that perseverance stood between a cat and her new best friend, me
(However, Younger Masha keeps coming back and eventually starts giving the cat fish and it calms down and licks them)
Ohhhh, I'm gonna do this right
Show you I'm not moving
Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow!
(Masha humorously gestures to the discarded postcards)
Oh, I'm gonna love you so
You'll learn what I already know
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
(Masha smooshes Vee's face as the others all pose and keep singing)
When you say never…?
(Vee is muffled but clearly happy and appreciative, if embarrassed)
You can try, oh, but oh I-!
(Masha and their backup singers are all suddenly lightly whacked on the head by Krusty with a newspaper)
I love you means blah blah blah yip yap yap yap now order something, ya jerks!
I can try, but I
(Krusty walks off with an eyeroll as Homer humorously pops in out of nowhere, singing operatically)
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me
(Vee suddenly kisses a happy but flustered Masha as every
one cheers - Though Gus and Luz pout a little and hands Cricket 10 bucks, having clearly lost a bet)
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Not a song, but still a recreation of an existing thing (in this case a John Mulaney bit):
Another story I heard about myself!
this one happened in my first real job,
We had this boss whose son also worked with us.
His name Abe Simpson and son Homer went to our job
He was many years older than me
(Shows Abe and Homer, an arrow pointing them out respectively)
And now Abe, he was nice… but he was also annoying
and one weekend he and his ex-wife turned kinda girlfriend - it was complicated - decided to leave town,
which you should never do if you're annoying.
(Shows Abe and Mona using a vacation day to go fishing, even as they argue with each other)
And Homer decided to throw a party at the boss' house
Hurrah!!
And everyone around the power plant heard about it, and we all got up individually and thought:
Okay, let's go over there and destroy the place.
(Shows Homer using a group chat to ask about the party. Everyone sees it, looks at who they are closest to and get mischievous grins)
I walked into this party, everyone I had ever met was there,
and everyone was drinking like it was the end of the world.
People were drinking like a bunch of Mutants were attacking and a doctor was coming to tell us we weren't making it
(Shows a bunch of people chugging down beers, joking around and in general having a good time at Abe's mansion as Lena walks in)
It was totally unsupervised;
We were like dogs without horses, we were running wild.
I walked down-I walk down to the basement,
they had a pool table in the basement,
One dude took a running start and threw his body onto the pool table and broke it in half.
(Lenny turns to Gloria, tells her to hold his beer and then jumps onto the pool table, shattering it)
Another guy found out which room was Abe's and went upstairs and took a shit on his computer.
(Nancy Green and Frankie the Squealer pass by Abe's room trying to find the kitchen and open it in their confusion, before slowly turning to each other with evil grins)
So the party was going great.
I'm standing in the basement and I'm holding a red cup,
you've seen movies,
and I'm standing there, and I'm holding a red cup
and I'm starting to black out.
And I guess someone said like "something, something police"
and in a brilliant moment of word association,
I yelled "f*ck da police!"
"f*ck da police!"
(Lena is standing around looking a little out of it when a nervous looking Hunter taps on her shoulder, making her look around before shouting)
and everyone else joined in.
(Everyone else is seen joining in)
A hundred drunk idiots yelling "f*ck da police"
with the confidence of guys who have like already been to jail and aren't afraid of it anymore.
You know that like "I served my nickel, you come and take me" confidence,
but mostly idiots.
The reason someone had said "something, something police" was because the police were there.
(It shows an even more nervous looking Hunter chuckling nervously as Officer Lou blinks a bit in surprise and enters)
So a police officer walked down the stairs, and got to the bottom of the basement
and looked out over a sea of drunk buffoons yelling "f*ck da police" in his face,
and he was almost impressed
he was like "wow".
(Lou blinks a bit more as Cricket cackled in his face)
And then he leaned into his walkie-talkie and went "get the paddy wagon".
(A bunch of other Cops file in)
And my sort of friend Willow, dude is normally pretty sweet- this was so weird
She grabbed a lamp, smashed it on the ground, and yelled "scatter!"
(Willow is seen grabbing a lamp and throwing it to the ground before running off)
And everyone ran in a different direction,
we all ran in different directions.
It was like that scene in Ratatouille when the humans come in the kitchen and all the rats go in different ways,
We all ran in different directions.
(Everyone else also runs, yelping and screaming)
I ran into the laundry room, and I jumped on the washing machine, and I crawled out through a window into the backyard
and now I'm running through the backyard and there's this big chain-linked fence
and I thought "I've never climbed a fence that high before"
and then I woke up at home.
(Lena scrambles into the laundry room and jumps out a window before it smash cuts to her in her room)
On Monday, I went to work
because that's what we did back then.
And I'm walking into the plant and who do I see, but Homer
and he says to me "hey, were you at my party on Saturday?"
and I said "no", you know, like a liar.
(Homer Frantically whimpers at Lena, who lies blatantly)
And he said "things got really out of hand… someone broke the pool table… someone took a shit on my dad's computer…"
(Lena visibly resists the urge to laugh as Homer Despairs)
"but the worst thing", he says, "the worse thing is that someone stole these old antique photos of my grandmother, and my Dad is really freaking out about it."
And I had that thought, that only black out drunks and Steve Urkel can have,
did-did I do that?
(Lena seems to feel a little bad as she looks worried and Homer Wails)
I figured no, I wouldn't have done that,
but I was never sure until, 2 years later.
I'm playing video games with my buddy named Bart that we also went to work with
2 years later, we've been promoted by now.
We're playing video games for a couple hours and then Bart says to me,
"Hey, come here. I want to show you something."
And then he takes me into his bedroom, and then he takes me into a side room off of his bedroom.
Never a good thing to have.
(Lena and Bart are sitting around playing video games, when the Simpson oldest child abruptly gets up, Lena shrugging and following, looking a bit worried at the side room)
He shows me a tiny room that is covered wall to wall in stolen antique photos from different people's parties over the years.
(Lena looks horrified at the large room of stolen photos)
And I said "why?" "Why do you do this?"
(Lena turns to Bart)
And Bart said, "because it's the one thing you can't replace."
(Bart chuckled softly with a demented grin)
That's the end of that story, but how fucked up is that? right?
That's crazy!
Another story I heard about myself!
this one happened in my first real job,
We had this boss whose son also worked with us.
His name Abe Simpson and son Homer went to our job
He was many years older than me
(Shows Abe and Homer, an arrow pointing them out respectively)
And now Abe, he was nice… but he was also annoying
and one weekend he and his ex-wife turned kinda girlfriend - it was complicated - decided to leave town,
which you should never do if you're annoying.
(Shows Abe and Mona using a vacation day to go fishing, even as they argue with each other)
And Homer decided to throw a party at the boss' house
Hurrah!!
And everyone around the power plant heard about it, and we all got up individually and thought:
Okay, let's go over there and destroy the place.
(Shows Homer using a group chat to ask about the party. Everyone sees it, looks at who they are closest to and get mischievous grins)
I walked into this party, everyone I had ever met was there,
and everyone was drinking like it was the end of the world.
People were drinking like a bunch of Mutants were attacking and a doctor was coming to tell us we weren't making it
(Shows a bunch of people chugging down beers, joking around and in general having a good time at Abe's mansion as Lena walks in)
It was totally unsupervised;
We were like dogs without horses, we were running wild.
I walked down-I walk down to the basement,
they had a pool table in the basement,
One dude took a running start and threw his body onto the pool table and broke it in half.
(Lenny turns to Gloria, tells her to hold his beer and then jumps onto the pool table, shattering it)
Another guy found out which room was Abe's and went upstairs and took a shit on his computer.
(Nancy Green and Frankie the Squealer pass by Abe's room trying to find the kitchen and open it in their confusion, before slowly turning to each other with evil grins)
So the party was going great.
I'm standing in the basement and I'm holding a red cup,
you've seen movies,
and I'm standing there, and I'm holding a red cup
and I'm starting to black out.
And I guess someone said like "something, something police"
and in a brilliant moment of word association,
I yelled "f*ck da police!"
"f*ck da police!"
(Lena is standing around looking a little out of it when a nervous looking Hunter taps on her shoulder, making her look around before shouting)
and everyone else joined in.
(Everyone else is seen joining in)
A hundred drunk idiots yelling "f*ck da police"
with the confidence of guys who have like already been to jail and aren't afraid of it anymore.
You know that like "I served my nickel, you come and take me" confidence,
but mostly idiots.
The reason someone had said "something, something police" was because the police were there.
(It shows an even more nervous looking Hunter chuckling nervously as Officer Lou blinks a bit in surprise and enters)
So a police officer walked down the stairs, and got to the bottom of the basement
and looked out over a sea of drunk buffoons yelling "f*ck da police" in his face,
and he was almost impressed
he was like "wow".
(Lou blinks a bit more as Cricket cackled in his face)
And then he leaned into his walkie-talkie and went "get the paddy wagon".
(A bunch of other Cops file in)
And my sort of friend Willow, dude is normally pretty sweet- this was so weird
She grabbed a lamp, smashed it on the ground, and yelled "scatter!"
(Willow is seen grabbing a lamp and throwing it to the ground before running off)
And everyone ran in a different direction,
we all ran in different directions.
It was like that scene in Ratatouille when the humans come in the kitchen and all the rats go in different ways,
We all ran in different directions.
(Everyone else also runs, yelping and screaming)
I ran into the laundry room, and I jumped on the washing machine, and I crawled out through a window into the backyard
and now I'm running through the backyard and there's this big chain-linked fence
and I thought "I've never climbed a fence that high before"
and then I woke up at home.
(Lena scrambles into the laundry room and jumps out a window before it smash cuts to her in her room)
On Monday, I went to work
because that's what we did back then.
And I'm walking into the plant and who do I see, but Homer
and he says to me "hey, were you at my party on Saturday?"
and I said "no", you know, like a liar.
(Homer Frantically whimpers at Lena, who lies blatantly)
And he said "things got really out of hand… someone broke the pool table… someone took a shit on my dad's computer…"
(Lena visibly resists the urge to laugh as Homer Despairs)
"but the worst thing", he says, "the worse thing is that someone stole these old antique photos of my grandmother, and my Dad is really freaking out about it."
And I had that thought, that only black out drunks and Steve Urkel can have,
did-did I do that?
(Lena seems to feel a little bad as she looks worried and Homer Wails)
I figured no, I wouldn't have done that,
but I was never sure until, 2 years later.
I'm playing video games with my buddy named Bart that we also went to work with
2 years later, we've been promoted by now.
We're playing video games for a couple hours and then Bart says to me,
"Hey, come here. I want to show you something."
And then he takes me into his bedroom, and then he takes me into a side room off of his bedroom.
Never a good thing to have.
(Lena and Bart are sitting around playing video games, when the Simpson oldest child abruptly gets up, Lena shrugging and following, looking a bit worried at the side room)
He shows me a tiny room that is covered wall to wall in stolen antique photos from different people's parties over the years.
(Lena looks horrified at the large room of stolen photos)
And I said "why?" "Why do you do this?"
(Lena turns to Bart)
And Bart said, "because it's the one thing you can't replace."
(Bart chuckled softly with a demented grin)
That's the end of that story, but how fucked up is that? right?
That's crazy!
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So. Since magic is real and science is bonkers, does anyone have any particular relics or inventions they want?
I just assume the high tier stuff would be off limits, but what sort of stuff could we feasibly buy at auction or at black markets?
I just assume the high tier stuff would be off limits, but what sort of stuff could we feasibly buy at auction or at black markets?
MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
- Location
- Deep in the piles of cash.
Maybe a cornucopia that fills itself or in terms of more useful quest wise a bottle of luck?
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I am personally hoping for something that accelerates plant growth, since I have no idea how long it will take to get Willow on board. Both to increase lemon production, and to maybe help reclaim the Wasteland. Once our house is in order, of course.
I definitely think the greens would appreciate that as well.
You know I'm surprised that we haven't dealt with any chip Whistler shenanigans so far Since we have the greens here.
We haven't gotten into his turf yet.
But once we start the lemon farms I wouldn't be surprised he tries to spy the competency only to discover both the Greens and Gloria are here now, which will make him go on a vendetta againts us.
Still the guy will probably try to act as a legit bussiness man until we tell him to fuck off, then it is gloves off.
Well he better get in line either way, at least Sideshow Bob has seniority when dealing with this type of stuff.
Well, Mona will probably tell us from what she heard from the green family or themselves tell us, about Chip if we ever meet him you know
it made me realize something if we ever send out our friendly neighborhood sniper to do some wetwork against Chip we might actually get the green family unbanned from big city and the compensated as well if we ever find out in character, the petition destroyed their home was falsified by Chip
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I'm not familiar with that show. How concerned should we be about this Chip guy?
To be honest chip would be best an annoyance to us but this guy is very persistent. He literally falsified destruction, orders for the green families home. Just because cricket accidentally chipped his tooth by painting an eight ball as an apple.
But we shouldn't underestimate this guy.
This guy has glomgold levels of pettiness
- Location
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So, what I'm hearing is Burns would like this guy.
Yes he would
- Location
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Burns, who may or may not escape in our raid.
And may or may not come into contact with this Whistler guy, who is an order of magnitude more competent than his current money guy.
Yes, which is why this raid against Burns has to end with his capture along with the other members of the Burns gang.
I'm assuming you mean stuff that isn't obviously on our tech tree.( for example I want a mutant army but It's likely to be covered by Gil and nuclear mutant study). In which case, off the top of my head.
Homer once accidently used plutonium to crossbreed tomato's and tobacco to make an awful tasting but addictive crop he called tomacco. I'd like to try that with less morally ambiguous combinations. I hope it's somewhere down the nuclear tech tree.
Some sort of Iconic robots (an army of Wallie and Eva knockffs would be fun). Or at least some futurama style robots or a security force of massed produced Killhammad Aieee's(A knockoff ED-209 Frink built for a robot fight)
One episode of Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja has a villain use Voodoo to create magical collars to control animals. So I'm hopeing Moe can work on that because it'd be really useful for controlling any mutant animals.
Some Boiling Isles style Abominations but teched up with whatever super science we have. (basically what Amity's parents did).
Some sort of weird creature we can farm and fake it being a Springfield mutant.
It's a longshot but we could somehow get the recipe for Gummi Berry juice since it was in an episode from the newer Ducktales.
- Location
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Love this idea! I want to create a bunch of unique crops to flex on Shelbyville. No tomacco though. That's a little too evil.
Magic; i want the ninjanomicon, .
Science: frink invents some cool stuff i want the human like robots he invents on later season.... And lf not the robot he made with his son for robot fights
Misread that as Willie and thought you wanted a robot Scottish groundskeeper.