#shown: schmitty

[magicalincorrectrobodokiquotes]

"Curiosity Saved the Cat" Clip

“I hope everyone had a nice sleep.” Galena chuckled, later. 

12pm, to be exact.

“...yeah, totally did.” Booloo sweated.

“Remember the bet.” Kiruru whispered to Booloo.

“Yeah, yeah, just gotta text and see who’s available.”

“...okay.” Kiruru whispered back.

“So, I see most of you pups slept in until 12.” Galena sounded semi-disappointed and semi-impressed.

“What?”

“You’re the exception, cuz.” Buzz rolled his eyes.

“So! Tell me, any interesting dreams?”

Avery blew a raspberry.

“Nada.” Cookie gave a thumbs down.

“Zilch.” Bob shook his head.

“I cannot dream.” Roxanne said. “But I had no flashbacks of past trauma.”

“I’ll take that as a win. Who wants a Galcake?”

“Galcake?” “It’s like a pancake but I use…whatever I find on clearance at Walmart.”

“Oooooooooh.”

“As long as nothing in the batter is raw, I’ll take one.” Avery said.

“Okay then. I cooked bacon ahead of time, and there were some strawberries. Booloo, do you want it plain? I read somewhere about crossing-foods and autism.”

“Yeah, that’ll be great. Either those heavily processed coated-in-red-goo strawberries and whipped cream, or plain syrup for me, that’s my preference.”

[dokidokiadventuresahoy]

Crewmas Day #7 (Clip)

“Cookie?” Guy whispered. 

“He’s awake! Now!”

Glitch playfully nudged Schmitty over.

“Happy birthday, Cookie

Happy birthday, Cookie

Happy birthday, happy birthday

Happy birthday to yoooooooooooooooooooooooooou…” Schmitty whisper-sang.

“I’m up…geez, good breakfast.” Cookie laughed.

“Happy birthday.” Schmitty whispered and set the tray down. “Did you have fun last night?”

“Yep, but let’s not talk about that in front of the young kid.” Cookie chuckled.

“We made you breakfast in bed, dad.” Ginger leapt on the bed.

[alanna-artroid]

Jackbox Headcanons!

I felt like sharing some headcanons today. Just a few ideas I have for some of the hosts. I'll label each appropriately.

Master Mentalist:

He's skilled in various forms of magic. Hypnosis is just his favorite/specialty.

Rarely, if ever, raises his voice. He always speaks in a calm tone. Even if he's angry, which is also a rare occurrence, he'll still never raise his voice at someone. If HE'S mad at you, you've REALLY messed up.

Knows hundreds of ways to help people relax/get a good night's sleep. Good teas, soothing music, relaxed muscles, the works. It's easier to hypnotize people when they're relaxed. Helps get them into a trance.

That being said, he's TERRIBLE at going to sleep himself. He has tired eyes for a reason. It's not that he can't go to sleep, he just refuses to sleep at a decent time. The boy will stay up all night if you let him.

He enjoys hypnotizing the other hosts, just to see how they're affected by hypnosis. (With their permission, of course) Some of them are fighters, taking a considerable amount of time. Others soak it up like a sponge, rapidly falling into a trance.

As his (distant) cousin, he knows Schmitty very well. MM has been busy running his show, but they've kept in touch over the years. When Schmitty recommended him to Jackbox, he was on board with the idea.

Speaking of Schmitty, MM ADORES the Quips. They're just too cute! Likewise, the Quips really like him too. (Then again, the Quips like everybody) They really like playing in his magic hat.

He's easily startled by loud noises. It's one of the few times his voice is raised. He'll let out a loud yelp or squeal when he flinches. He no likey.

Jerri Rig

Is very logical in her approach to things. You HAVE to be when dealing with time-travel tech.

Can make all sorts of gadgets and gizmos out of anything. She DID turn a fridge into a time-travel device.

Secretly gets really excited about things. She tries to hide it as if she doesn't care, but you can see it in her smile.

Slightly cybernetic. The big box on her head DOES come off, but she prefers to keep it attached. Patches up a HORRIBLE head injury she suffered a long time ago. Let's just say there's a reason the box only has one eye.

Has a love-hate relationship with Master Mentalist. She often tries to find scientific explanations for his magic and is frustrated when this doesn't work. He finds it amusing. <3

Plays mini golf in her spare time. That's how she got the idea to use LOW scores for Time Jinx.

Acts sassy but actually really cares about people. She knows all the Time Jinx players personally since they're all time travelers.

Likes to listen to music while she works. Usually, remixes and electronic music.

Dictionary Keeper

Half angel, half devil. Mostly takes after her angelic side but can whip out her devilish features if needed.

Lives in a library in the clouds. More specifically, there's an apartment-esque part of the library she lives in. Her area has all the living essentials. A cute kitchen, a cozy bedroom, even the bathroom is pretty.

The ULTIMATE book nerd. She's read SO many books and is always eager to get more for the library.

Super friendly. She'll happily welcome anyone into the library. When she worked on Pack 6, she quickly befriended the other hosts. Even [REDACTED] was no match for her overwhelming sweetness! (They're dating.)

Finds words in the strangest possible places. In her sock drawer, in her hair, on her balcony, anywhere!

She's learning how to play the piano. This is shown in the credits song, which she performs herself.

Uses Dixie as a nickname, as Dictionary Keeper is a bit of a mouthful.

[schmitty-schmitstinstein]

Here’s my take on designs for some Jackbox/You Don’t Know Jack hosts. The ones I’ve drawn so far (in the order shown below) are the Keeper, Schmitty, and Nate.

I definitely plan on drawing some more soon, but this is what I’ve got for now!

[redactedkin]

That is so based from you, it seems impossible to me to ship him in a romantic or queerplatonic way with the dolls because of the same reason, knowing [REDACTED] he would only be there to torture them and not to do something romantic

Possibly an exception but it's still kind of rare (and I don't ship them together or anything) and it's not a doll, it's Schmitty, since at least it has been shown that [REDACTED] is a big fan of him and he only kidnapped him to collaborate for his show

I understand that certain people like ships of some dolls x [REDACTED] because as anon said, self-insert, by interpretation of lore or something similar, but it personally disturbs me /nbr

I'm sorry for any typos, english is not my main language

Everyone have been talking about wrong ships,so..

"Redacted x [any doll]" is wrong

It's an "Abuser x victim" ship,because:

I refuse to believe that [REDACTED] loves [any doll] in that ship.Because they literally kidnap that person,put their soul inside a doll(btw yeah that's the fact from TMP2 update) and make them play a deadly game.

And I refuse to believe that [any doll] will love them back for that without Stockholm syndrome.

I mostly sure that those ships are self inserts(since dolls don't have canon personalities to begin with).And I absolutely fine with self inserts,but PLEASE don't use any dolls from TMP 1/2,or otherwise it's just an abusive ship.

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[pigspeetsandhooflikefeets]

victorian child voice hi can you please give me Guy factoids (and headcanons if you want)

sure. I've kept tabs on this man plenty and a lot of the facts make me happy

Guy is tall, at least in one way or another, as he states people have called him "longfellow". that's another tern for a tall man

One of Guy's other nicknames is "Roberta". he asks you not to question it

He claims to have never read a book in its full, but is great at writing essays and busy work, as he got an A in high school English for a book he read cliff notes on. it is to be noted that Guy brings books to the beach. it's unknown what he does with the books. it's possible he gets bored and never stops halfway

He mentions only a single girl he's dated (Maria Bouncer). Every other woman he mentions bails on him before the date is over (usually due to random things; cringe)

He loves trees and frogs, and dares you to say something bad about either.

He never mentions currently having pets. He shares this fact with Buzz and Nate.

Guy's favourite foods include mint milkshakes, Pringles, and milk by itself. Whatever makes him happy I guess!

Guy LOVES kissing. He makes a LOT of jokes about kissing just about anyone, from hockey players to his opponent in squash. He also alludes to enjoying other people kissing.

He denies stalking his jogging neighbor

As a child, he played peewee baseball/t-ball. his coach had... unique opinions on him.

He knows a few Yiddish phrases, which isn't special since almost all the hosts do, but it's a very hard to trigger line. You need everyone to get the Fiber Optic Field Trip question from the puppeteer wrong. The hardest part for me was recognizing the phrase actually.

Guy cannot tell Spanish, French, and German apart. He shares this fact with Buzz. Guy also hates Latin.

His family is implied to be dysfunctional and quick to argue, but he very rarely talks about anyone in it at all. His entire family hates one of his grandfathers, saying he's his grandmother's shame.

Like Cookie and Schmitty, he wears glasses (as shown in his single on-screen performance). It's unknown why he needs glasses, but it's entirely possibly he needs reading glasses, as he struggles to read some cards.

As for headcanons

Guy is bisexual (heavily implied but never confirmed, ya know). He was attracted to men before he was attracted to women (when you're surrounded by guys your age in sports it just happens)

Guy can float, but he cannot swim well. Would he drown, no, but if you asked him to do laps it'd take forever.

Guy's worst performing sport of the four big sports (football/soccer, baseball, hockey, American football) is football/soccer. High power, low control.

Guy went to college for a sports broadcasting degree. He was scouted for YDKJ during a sports game he did commentary on near (but not in) Chicago, giving the game way more flavour than it deserved

He is the youngest child. Besides his obvious youngest-child-energy, I simply headcanon Bob as his oldest brother, and since Bob mentions a younger sister, Guy's sister is the middle child. I have designed all three of these characters and not one of the 3 most reoccurring hosts. Wowie Zow.

Guy is heavily implied to have both autism, dyslexia, and some form of depression. He vocally stims (random singing and making weird vocal inflections), not recognizing boundaries or sarcasm (such as his relationship with Cookie), and is overly empathetic. Guy additionally is horrible at spelling and remembering directions (mixing up North and South frequently) and cannot get into books/reading long passages. Additionally, Guy has frequent dramatic outbursts that don't feel faked like some other hosts. He'll cry on a dime and has multiple occurrences where he has suicidal thought. Therapy. Therapy for Guy.

My interp of Guy that is 25% horse and resembles a horse satyr is not a headcanon, but a warning.

[artroidsart]

Fallen Blood (Jackbox Fanfiction)

Fallen Blood (A Jackbox Story)

Step. Step. Step. Screech. Step. Step. Step. Screech.

The young boy skipped beside the elderly man. His rolling cane squealed loudly as he pushed it ahead of himself. Although the kid beside him strolled with gleeful strides, his tiny stature kept him close to the old man’s side.

“Busy day Stan?” The little one asked. “Aunty Vale told me the elevator was being weird all day!”

“Oh, like you wouldn’t believe,” Stan replied with a raspy sigh. “First it wouldn’t open, then it would take guests to the wrong floor, and lately it hasn’t shown up at all! I’m been talking to your Uncle Clive all day about it, but for the life of me I don’t know what’s going on!”

“Oh boy. Sounds crazy.” The kid answered. “Maybe the ghosts are pulling a prank on you?”

“If that’s the case, I don’t find it very funny.” Stan raised his cane and shook it in the air. “You hear me, ghosts? I’ve had enough of your tom-foolery!!!”

As if on cue, the two of them could hear faint giggles coming from the walls.

“YEAH, YOU!” The old man shouted, slamming his cane back down. “I’M TALKING TO YOU! KNOCK IT OFF!”

Now it was the boy who was giggling, amused by Stan’s dramatics. That was, however, until he suddenly had a coughing fit.

HACK! HACK HACK!

“STAN!” The boy cried, running to his side. Before he could touch him though, Stan held up his hand, keeping the child back.

“I’M FINE! I’m fine.” He wheezed, trying to regain his composure. “I just pushed myself a bit too hard.”

Although he was still worried, the child gave Stan his space. “How bad is it?”

Stan cleared his throat. “Ahem. Well, the doctor says it won’t get much better, so I doubt it’s any good.”

“Well, that sucks!” The boy protested, stomping. “You shouldn’t die from some dumb disease! THAT’S WHAT WE’RE HERE FOR!”

That got a chuckle out of the elder, and the two continued down the hall.

“I’ll be honest, I’m surprised one of you haven’t done me in already. An entire hotel run by your family, and only four death threats after all these years.”

“That’s gotta be a record at least.”

“I’m sure it would be if anyone was keeping track.”

Step. Step. Step. Screech. Step. Step. Step. Screech.

Stan, not wanting the two of them to stay quiet for too long, spoke up again. “Still, I shouldn’t be complaining. A few more years wouldn’t be so bad.”

Unfortunately, another cough made its way up Stan’s throat, forcing him to hunch over again. The boy was close enough to help hold him up this time, and Stan lacked the strength to stop him.

Gradually, the cough had passed, letting the old man stand up straight again. “On the other hand, this dang cough might beat you all to it.”

Once Stan had taken a few slow deep breaths, the two continued.

Step. Step. Step. Screech. Step. Step. Step. Screech.

Eventually, they reached the end of the hall, right in front of the elevator.

“Here’s hoping it works this time.” Stan groaned, pushing the button.

“Hey ghosts!” The child called. “Can we get on the elevator, please? We’d like to go to a different floor!”

Despite the boy’s request, when the elevator opened, the shaft was empty. Both of them looked down and up, but neither could spot the actual elevator.

“Well, that figures.” The old man sighed, and the two stepped back.

“Where did it even go?”

“Who knows?” Stan sighed heavily, pulling out his flashlight and leaning back over. He aimed the light up the empty shaft, trying to find the elevator. “ANYONE UP THERE?”

While Stan investigated the shaft, the child was seized with a thought, one that refused to release its hold on his mind. Slowly, he raised his tiny hands which were slowly growing darker at the fingertips.

Having no luck from above, Stan turned the light downwards. “Alright ghosts, very funny. I’m sure you’ve all had a good laugh. Pulling one over on old Stan.”

Trembling, the child stared ahead with wide white eyes, the shadows reaching to his lips as they curved into an eager smile.

“But come now spirits. I’m just trying to get down from this floor. Is that too much to-”

PUSH!

Before Stan could realize what was happening, the boy behind him shoved him forward, straight down the empty shaft.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

His ear-piercing scream echoed through the elevator as he plummeted. The child watched him fall with a jagged grin.

“Bye Stan!” He called, waving goodbye. “Hope this fixes that cough!”

As the old man’s scream grew fainter, it was suddenly cut off by a loud SPLAT! It took all of the child’s strength to not burst into laughter. Little giggles slipped through his Jack-O-Lantern lips.

Gradually, the shadows retracted, restoring his mouth to a normal shape. Clearing his own throat, the boy bolted down the hall.

“UNCLE CLIVE!” He shouted as he ran. “STAN FELL DOWN THE ELEVATOR SHAFT!”

…

…

…

Many years later, [REDACTED] was cleaning up after the latest round. It was a bit tricky at first, restoring the Murder Hotel, but he got the hang of it after the fifth or sixth time. The dark magic, as well as a bundle of explosives, also made it easier to discard any evidence. Now all he had to do was sweep up some leftover dust from the explosion.

After scooping the last of the dust into the bid, he packed up his tools and dusted himself off. He began pushing his cart down to the end of the hall.

Once he reached the elevator, he pushed the side but and the doors opened wide. [REDACTED] pushed the cart in and prepared to push a button. Before he could though, the broom fell off.

“Whoops! Hang on!” He said, more than himself than anyone else, and picked the broom back up.

The moment he put it back, he heard someone push a button. Sure enough, the doors of the elevator slowly closed in front of him.

After blinking a few times, [REDACTED] looked over to the buttons. Standing beside him was a blurry transparent figure. Squinting, the killer could vaguely make out a cane. The figured turned to him and smiled.

“Do I… know you?” [REDACTED] asked.

The ghost exhaled softly, his old voice sounding raspy. “Good news, it DID fix that cough, and it looks like it fixed the elevator too.”

The memory hit the serial killer like a fret train. “Stan?”

“It’s good to see you again.” The ghost replied, his face barely recognizable.

[REDACTED] carefully considered his words before responding. “Good to see you too. Are you… mad at me? For… you know…”

Stan chuckled, leaning on his cane. “Don’t you worry about that. I knew one of you would kill me eventually. I will say though, you managed to surprise me. Still in elementary and already pushing people to their doom.”

The killer giggled, rightfully proud of himself. “I was just getting started! You should have seen my teenage years! SO many bodies!”

“Oh, I’m sure,” Stan replied. “It’s happened to everyone in your family. Shame they couldn’t be here to see you now.”

To that, [REDACTED] let out a heavy sigh. “Yeah, I’m sure they’d be surprised to see ME in charge around here. Are… any of there ghosts around this place?”

Stan paused, glancing to the side. “I believe… I’ve seen a few of them. Truth be told… the ones I’ve bumped into lived here LONG before you were even born.”

[REDACTED] blinked, surprised by this bit of information. “Really? How far back?”

“Goodness, I don’t even know when they start! I can only assume they go back to when your great-great-grandparents started this place!”

“WHOA, that’s far back!”

“Indeed.”

DING!

Sooner than expected, the elevator reached the ground floor and the doors opened wide.

“Look! We’re on the right floor!” Stan joked, making the killer laugh.

“Great to talk to you again Stan. See you later!” [REDACTED] pushed the cart out of the elevator, and the old ghost closed it behind him.

On his way down the hall, [REDACTED] thought about what Stan had told him.

“That far back huh? Hmm, maybe I should hold a seance! I’m sure Felicia could help me with that. It’d be cool to talk to some old-timey folks! I bet I could get Schmitty and Cookie on board! Hehehe… ”

As the serial killer wheeled his cart through the hall, very faint giggles could be heard in the walls. [REDACTED] pretended not to hear the ghosts of his home, but on his jagged lips grew a crooked smile.

[magicalincorrectrobodokiquotes]

"It's Fine, It's Cool, Switch As Much As You Like, That'll Help" (Clip)

“What kind of anime releases new episodes every day at midnight?” asked Helen.

“It’s an otaku anime.” Bob admitted. “For Otaku o clock.” “Ohhhhhh.” Helen paused. “Why?” “Fanservice and parodies of the Pretty Cure genre.”

“How have you functioned normally for 19 days until today?”

Silence.

“Hell if I know.” Bob admitted.

“Kenji-chan! We cannot be in here! Hinata-chan will find us!”

“Fear not, Yume-san!” 

“AH! YOU PERVERT! IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT A LADY IN OTOGIBANASHI-KOKO?!?”

*SLAP*

“I’M SORRY, MISS HINATA!”

“As the descendent of Miss Kaguya-sama, I must ask you to think about the consequences of your actions, even if you’re the descendant of Odette-senpaii, Yume-san. You don’t want to have the curse affect you, right?”

“N-no, Hinata-senpai.”

“Me neither. That’s why we have to do the best we can.” “Kenji-san, that is good advice.”

“What is this, a Japanese soap opera?” Guy fake-yawned.

“Yeah! And it’s great!” Bob geeked. “They do ballet as their transformations!” 

“Woooo…”

“And their motto is “By the 12th stroke of the hand”!”

“...sounds fun…”

“And the youngest daughter knows Aikido and is trying to prove that wolves are not extinct in Japan.”

Beat.

“NOW we’re talking!” Guy geeked.

“Yeah, it’s like Madoka Magica…if it really leaned hard into the magical girl elements. Once they are cursed, they stay turned into horrible monsters and must be put down.”

“But why does it air episodes at midnight? You’ve seen me on New Year's Eve.”

“Have you seen Toonami? They air the original Sailor Moon at 3am.” Booloo groaned. “I may stay up late, but if I’m up at 3am, something is wrong with me.”

“You’re addicted, that’s what.” Kandi said with a giggle.

“Hey!”

“Bob, there’re 10 episodes left of the season.” Avery counted.

“...I know. I just can’t stay off of social media long enough to not be spoiled.” Bob gained a giant sweat drop.

“There it is, there’s the usual Bobbiness.” 

“Heh. I guess you’re right.” “Maybe just stick to DMs.” Booloo suggested. “That’s what I do.”

“...naaaaaaah. It’s just until the season ends.” Bob said. “Then I’ll…catch up…”

*PLOP* *SNORK MIMIMIMI*

“Welp.” Booloo beamed. “Sweet dreams, ol pal.”

“Mmmmph…shmmmph ummmph, you havemmmphn’t heard the end of this…” Bob rolled onto his side. “Robodenki Holy Thunder…”

“You’re right. We haven’t.”

[dokidokiadventuresahoy]

Crewmas Day #5 (Clip)

Schmitty chuckled as he, Guy, Glitch, Ginger and Rad got in the car. 

“Floor it, Cookie.” Glitch mused as he helped buckle Radley in. 

Cookie did so. “First is the neighborhood.”

Inhaling, Avery turned on the radio, lowered the volume and checked the Christmas channel.

The snow is fallin'

The fire's warm

The bells are callin'

Think I know what for

It's the perfect scene

A feeling so evergreen (evergreen)

A special someone is on the way

To meet me here at half past eight (half past eight)

Is it the twinkly lights? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Or the stars in my eyes? (In my eyes)

Booloo nodded her head to the beat. “Look! There’s one of those animated displays!”

“My family used to have a giant inflatable snowman- two snowmen and a tree- one had a red hat, the other wore purple. Once, a friend came over for a playdate and we had to say ‘look for the house with the inflatable snowmen’ so she and her mom wouldn’t get lost.” Avery rambled. “The girl and I were in second grade.”

“Oh my lord.” Schmitty laughed.

“Look, there’s a house with reindeer on the roof.” Guy noticed. “Oh, look, someone’s on the roof, too!”

Ginger waved at him. “Hiiiiiiiiiiii! Good luck getting down!”

[magicalincorrectrobodokiquotes]

"Chaos Gremlin VS Midnight Traffic- FIGHT!" Clip

Avery tossed Rose to Booloo, knowing exactly what would happen.

“...Komugi?” she slurred, hugging her. “Good girl…so wonderful…”

“WAN! WAN!” Avery called out.

Booloo kept hugging Rose, eventually cradling her in one arm. “I just wanna hug you sooooo bad…” she slurred.

Cookie woke up. “...who gave Booloo alcohol?”

Then Helen. “...what the FUCK.”

Mavis was still out.

Booloo then woke slightly. “Wait ...where are your paw pads? Your beans, they're gone.”

She stopped.

“...Nate…” She clutched her head. “...why are we stopped in weeds?”

“Newsflash, Ellie is cursed.”

“FUCKING A!” Booloo screamed, waking everyone else.

“...Well.” Mavis sighed. “Guess we’re fighting in the country.”

“Aianna? Motive?” asked Roxanne.

Aianna sighed. “Ellie is so done with Guy snoring on her. Powers: Compelling voice and controlling radios to brainwash people.”

Guy, still half asleep, blushed and hid in his jacket.

“Don’t worry. We’ll be nearby.” Bob cooed. “Guys? Ready to go?”

“Remember what happened THE LAST TIME we had an early morning curse?” mused Buzz.

“Yeah. But like, what choice do we have?” Bob argued back. “We can’t just let her mindfuck us all!”

“I am sooooooo gonna regret this.” Nate whined.

Booloo nodded. “We’ll regret it together, Uncle Nate.”

“No, he’s fed up that his beauty sleep was interrupted.” Buzz explained as Kiruru tossed out compacts.

“Of course he is.” Mavis mused. “That’s my Nate.”

“Yeah.” Helen smirked.

Buzz groaned. “Learn a new tune.”

“Sorry! It’s one of my 3 ways of looking hot, besides eating healthy and working my core!” Nate protested.

Bob sighed. “I can tell…”

Booloo rolled her eyes teasingly. “Typical. C’mon. Ellie’s gonna realize I’m awake soon.”

“Everyone out.” Roxanne opened the car door.

“KIRURU!” Kiruru was unamused as she went towards Aianna.

“Late night, huh?” Aianna cooed. “Don’t worry. We’ll make this quick.”

“Kiruru.” “I’ll get you a cookie after this.”

“Kiruru!!!!” Kiruru agreed as they posed.

[dumbthink]

they had readied a little shrug, but after charlie's reaction, well... they kind of wish that they hadn't said anything at all. "what?" because obviously he does not think it is awesome or cool. and it seemed like he and charlie were cool enough when schmitty had shown up at the bar, so why would any of this matter? (they are ignoring the obvious, because he has had every chance to make a move and hasn't yet.)

"i mean, like, he bought me a drink, he was cool. thinks i'm hot. he was checking all my boxes. like... was i not supposed to sleep with him?" of course, this was before they were super close with charlie. that was the only reason they hadn't mentioned it prior. "i didn't know you guys knew each other, if that's what this is about."

@dumbthink sent : it had been obvious that nadine and schmitty knew each other, but charlie was the only one to ask how. at least he’d waited until they were alone at his place. “oh, yeah. we fucked once.” they say, like it’s nothing. because it’s not like anything is going on with them and charlie. (right?)

charlie wasn't sure what he expected nadine to say when he had asked about how they knew schmitty. maybe they went to college together or something, had run into each other once before. not that they fucked. he damn near chokes on his beer when nadine gives their explanation, freezing up and staring at them with wide eyes. "what !? you ... with ... with him !?" okay, maybe his voice was a little too loud, maybe it was a bit of an over reaction. but the person that he had a huge crush on just admitted that they slept with of the people that charlie hated. he lets out a sigh, shaking his head. "well, that's fuckin' awesome nadine. really cool."

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"Nate's Blackmail Prank (Gone Wrong, Gone Wild)" Clip

“Yeah it-” Nate paused to yawn “God, I am sooooooooo tired.”

“You and I both.” Guy murmured. “Are the pancakes ready yet?”

“Not yet.” Avery called out as they prepared some pancake batter and Aianna turned on the stove. 

“...the hat thing, too. I wonder what the hell happened while I was out?” Booloo rubbed her eyes. 

Nate just slumped on the table. 

“...There there, Nate. It’s okay.”

“If…if I fall asleep, can you wake me when the pancakes are ready?” Nate yawned.

“Yeah…me too…kinda wanna rest a little…” Guy explained, nuzzling up to Nate.

Booloo winked.

“...I have a Spanish 3 exam at 9, in USC.” Booloo admitted. “Wish me luck. I’ll stay for the pancakes.”

“You’ll-” Nate paused to yawn. “-do amazing…”

“Thank you.” Booloo beamed. “Ganbare.”

“...Huh?”

“Do my best in Japanese.” Booloo shrugged. “Sounds pretty.”

Nate just yawned again “You’re doing…awesome, already…”

Booloo smiled, “You two had a busy night. You must be exhausted!”

“I’d say.” Ellie yawned. 

“Mmmmm hmmmmm…entering all of those dreams-” Nate paused, yawning even louder. 

“And basically being a dominatrix.” Ellie snarked. “Nate told me all about it.”

“-yeah…kinda took a lot out of us…” Guy agreed.

“Fair. I was kinda rough on y’all.”  Booloo smiled. “Night night.”

“Mmmmph…” Nate grumbled a little, on the verge of sleep.

“Night…night…”

Guy was out within a second and snoring, not helping Nate’s case.

Nate rolled his tired eyes. “Oh come on…why can’t I be that gullible?”

“You were. For like, two seconds.” Booloo reassured.

“You had three spirals helping you out-” Nate yawned. “-NOT a buzzsaw right beside you…”

“Fair.” She grabbed some earplugs. “Here. Never used. I can sing a bit if it works.”

Nate nodded and took the earplugs. “Yes, please. Anything to drown out Guy…”

She took a deep breath.

“Wise men say

Only fools, only fools rush in

Oh, but I, but I, I can't help falling in love with you

Shall I stay?

Would it be, would it be a sin?

If I can't help falling in love with you”

He couldn’t really hear what Booloo was singing, but he knew there was a relaxing tone in it. Nate felt himself relax a bit…after lazily nudging Guy in an attempt to make him stop snoring.

“Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things, you know, are meant to be…”

Nate yawned and rubbed his eyes, allowing his eyes to flutter as Booloo continued.

“Take my hand

Take my whole life, too

For I can't help

Falling in love with you”

Now nearly asleep, Nate gently closed his eyes, letting his body relax even more.

“Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be”

He snuggled up to Guy. Booloo noted his cute smile.

“Take my hand

Take my whole life, too

For I can't help

Falling in love with you

For I can't help

Falling in love with you…”

Booloo smiled. “Night, Nate.”

Nate was finally asleep, unfazed by Guy snoring next to him. Both having happy dreams, if their smiles were any indicator.

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"Bob's Sparkling Heart: Who's Gonna Heal the Healer?" Clip

Roxanne sat beside Guy, motioning at him to sit up as well “Guy, it’s Roxie…remember, I was trying to teach you to meditate earlier?”

“...Y…yeah.” Guy quivered.

“Just, do what I do.” Roxanne smiled a little as she sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing deeply.

“...okay.” Guy sighed.

“That’s it. Close your eyes, breathe real deep and let your brain wander a little.”

Guy nodded.

“Deep breath in…” Roxanne began “...and a deep breath out…”

Guy did so. “...this feels nice.”

Roxanne smiled, opening an eye. “I’m gonna count us down from 100 to 0. Can you keep breathing deep, for me?”

“Okay. But if I fall asleep…”

“They won’t make it past 80.” Avery whispered to Booloo.

“Bet.” Booloo smirked.

“100, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95, 94, 93, 92, 91, 90…” Roxanne began.

“...Mmmph…“ Guy sounded a bit tired.

“...89…88…87…86…85…84…83…82…81…80…” she continued.

Ultra!Denki smiled as he watched the two. “When can I do it?” he whispered to Roxanne.

“Now. But whisper it.” Roxanne nodded. “79…78…77…76…75…”

“Ultimate Robodenki Calming Therapy.” he whispered to himself.

And with that, Guy fell asleep…

(pic coming soon)

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"Chaos Gremlin vs Midnight Traffic- FIGHT!" Clip

“There, everyone has their snack?” Roxanne asked, before groaning. “Nate, Nate?”

“..yeah?”

“You’re not gonna drive, are you?” she groaned.

“...why the fuck would I…” Nate groaned.

“Okay.” Roxanne looked in the back. “Who wants to drive? My battery is starting to get low.”

Buzz raised his hand. 

“Thank you.” Roxanne sighed.

Buzz smiled. “No problem. My sleep schedule is ass.”

Redacted looked over at the group as they drove off.

“...That was fun.” He mused. “...One day, Brad. One day…”

(pic coming soon)

[whocaresifwearecrazy]

TYSM, it was fun to write.

So naturally, have some "Robodoki Dealing With Two Curses in Twenty Four Hours"

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1) Here we have Schmitty being Tired Dad Friend of the Five Fucks

2) "HEY! IT'S CLASSIC THEATER" -Nate, if he heard this odd one-on-one

3) DON'T let Cookie become a magical girl, nuff said

4) They didn't get the memo that there was an emergency

5) Aianna is about to accidentally tick a Guy off

6) Fun fact, the OG middle name was gonna be "Jamison"

7) Raven and Guy, Scheme Team

8) Guardian of Wit encourages Guardian of Hope to help him with a plan

9) Raven knows everything, she is the embodiment of evil, after all

10) No context needed, could be said by anyone. But when RAVEN says it WHILE possessing him- *giggles*

11) Buzz, courageous enough to step forward and make sure the cursed idiot is okay

12) They're practicing for being parents /jk

13) Schmitty being the only one NOT tired DESPITE being the Tired Dad Friend

14) Shhh, he's VERY eepy from getting cursed.

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15) "In some cases, it is shown that you can awaken the character by popping it (a snot bubble)." -TV Tropes

16) How Schmitty found out

17) Cookie and Schmitty heckling the losing team

18) Shit bout to get serious, here

19) Yup, here comes the curse-

20) Schmitty's Emo Phase! Could also be seen as "Robodoki Out of Context"

21) Bob is gonna regret this

22) "Sir, this is a ballgame..."

23) Robohino falling victim to Schmitty's guilt-based curse

24) Denki...it's only gonna get worse...

25) Guardian of Love hears someone call out his name

26) Once again, love restores Hope, with help from Centaurworld

27) Robodenki anticipated the 'Just-Woke-Up-From-a-Nap-Time-to-Hug-My-Step-Brother' antic from Guy

28) Schmitty and Guy just enjoying each others' company while Bob gets livid at Cookie Malfeasance Masterson

While Robodoki is on a brief hiatus, check out this two parter story by @whocaresifwearecrazy !

This is the first time I've gotten full on fanfic gifts from a fan that's not a beta reader, and I gotta say, from the snippets they sent me they did really good! Go check it out!

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"Remember, Remember, the Play of November"

“GOBBLEGOBBLEGOBBLEGOBBLE!”

Radley sighed and aimed a prop gun at April. 

“Turkeys were a part of the meal, as was pum’kins, squish, and…”

“BAM!”

April spun around until she got dizzy, then collapsed on the ground.

“...and I NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!”

(pic coming soon)