askutspamtenna

[askutspamtenna]

well don't just stand there, spamton! break in the new dress with him and dance!

[Dear anonymous person] …yeah no, I’ll just watch him… Tenna, don’t get too close to the water, or you’ll stain your dress ! [Take care, Spamton G. Spamton]

"Ah! Oopsie, I didn’t notice…"

M!A Tenna in a dress 2/5

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Tenna... you look absolutely gorgeous! Truly devine!

"Really??? T-Thank you!"

…His screen is almost completely pink now, and he twirls around a little, just because he enjoys seeing the dress move.

"I like it too, honestly…"

M!A Tenna in a dress 3/5

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*immediately take several pictures of Tenna looking gorgeous in a dress before making copies and giving them to Spamton*

Might want to close your mouth, lover boy, or you'll catch something~

Spamton discreetly takes the photos, visibly grateful.

[Dear anonymous person] …I’m trying! It’s just that it surprised me to see him like that so suddenly! [Sincerely, Spamton G. Spamton]

…he’s going to treasure the photos.

M!A Tenna in a dress 4/5

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Why not try one now?

*M!A Tenna in a dress for five (5) asks. The dress is his favourite color and in a fit/style that is most comfortable for him*

((Never going to turn down an opportunity to put that CRT in a dress))

And so, Tenna ended up in a pretty starry blue dress, which hid his legs well. He is… very surprised, but the dress doesn’t really seem to bother him. On the contrary, wearing something like this actually seems to amuse him! Even though his screen has taken on a slight pink tint, probably because he is still a LITTLE embarrassed to be like this.

"…Does it look good on me?” He ask shyly, turning around a little.

Spamton, on his side, is… currently speechless and doesn’t know what to say. Well, eventually he pulls himself together and gives a thumbs-up in approval.

M!A Tenna in a dress for 5 asks!

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“It was. No matter the obstacles, I knew it was all worth it in the end.”

Everything stops for a second and then it starts all over again.

Three…

Two…

One…

The Scarecrow monster throws something in the air which Tenna catches. It's a bouquet of black roses. She finally turns to him, the color drained from her and her crescent pupils are gone. She smiles bittersweetly.

“Best of wishes to you, friend.”

The room fades as if it never existed, the only evidence of it ever being real is the bouquet in his hands.

[🌙🐰]

"Thank you."

Tenna returns her smile, the bouquet in his hands. As the scene fades, the TV man looks at the bouquet of roses in his hands, proof that the conversation truly did happen. He feels a bit anxious, honestly. And he struggles a little to really… process what just happened. But one thing is certain: as he heads back home, there’s one last thing he has to do… Before the curtain falls, he will leave his mark on everyone’s hearts and minds, so that his memory will never fade away.

[ another event scheduled]

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“It’s not so much just using my magic that’s the issue. I had to get good at limiting it so as to not accidentally kill myself. Really the issue is that it’s hard to limit myself when I’m cornered and panicking. I’ll be fine if I don’t end up in such a situation again soon.”

“So how’s Spamton? Is he still mad about the incident?”

{ooc: wendi will now have purple dialogue because why not}

"‘Oh, I see… I’ll be careful then not to cause a… similar accident. I hope it’ll work out for you…"

Tenna mumbles, while his antennae droop sadly and his size shrinks just a little… but it doesn’t last long, and he quickly return to their true size.

"Oh, not really! Don’t worry too much about that, it’s easy to upset him and put him in a bad mood! He doesn’t talk to me about the accident anymore, I think he’s stopped thinking about it. He was probably just worried about me! But I’m fine, you’re fine, and that’s what matters. He does tend to overreact sometimes…"

He lets out a small sigh, before giving a smile to the chimera.

"I promise you, he’s not angry about it anymore.’"

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*Off the beaten path, you find a young girl standing at the edge of the water. Her hair is a wild mess, and her dress is covered in dirt and plant stains. Despite that, she looks happy, grinning widely as she throws rocks into the dark water. A pile of pebbles sits on the ground next to her*

*She doesn’t seem to notice you*

Spamton—now fully awake—went outside to stretch his legs a little… He notices the young girl, alone, who… is tossing pebbles into the water..?

[To: you] Hello there! …What are you doing here, are you lost by any chance…? [A bit worried, Spamton G. Spamton]

…And isn’t she a bit too young to be alone? Or maybe her family is a little farther away?

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“It will not change things between you, believe me. Your fears cloud your soul. You are afraid of what you do not know. Let it rest your soul knowing that you will be in his heart forever, even after you are gone. And your companions? They will not worry about you wanting to make it official, quite the opposite. They will be joyful. To plan such a special day for the two of you, oh how much pleasure that could bring them?”

Something changes in the air, it feels… nostalgic? Like a pleasant memory of something once happy.

“I remember my wedding ceremony, I remember the faces of joy as the both of us walked towards the Delta Rune. The Angel looked upon us as we shared our vows. It did not end as we had planned but I am happy I could be a part of it. In the end, I did not have many regrets when my soul shattered to pieces.”

[🌙🐰]

…Should he really organize… a day like this? They don’t have the means to hold an official ceremony… But… maybe he could try to organize one, with the help of their friends, even if it’s not really official? Everyone would be happy to participate! It would make good memories for everyone!

"...You might be right, that could be a good thing to do. Make everyone happy one last time, and leave a memory that will let me live on in their hearts, even if I’m no longer here. I can… do that. It’s true, I might regret leaving without being able to… make it official. I hadn’t really thought about that, haha…"

He plays with the ring Spamton gave him while the monster talks about his wedding. It really must have been an incredibly happy moment! And besides, wouldn’t it be a good way to conclude his story? To take his final bow?

"I-I’ll try to organize that. Thank you for opening my eyes, because honestly, I would never have thought of it! …And I’m sure your wedding with Bonnet must have been the most beautiful thing that ever existed!'"

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as yesterday's beloved phone anon who wants both angst and fluff:

[ puts a little package of sunflower seeds to snack on beside spamton. maybe a good bird treat? this man is going to have an excellent morning while his fiancé experiences The Horrors. ]

see i can be nice too :)

And when Spamton wakes up, he finds himself with flowers in his hair and sees the coffee thermos next to him and the… seeds? …Spamton is still half asleep, so he doesn’t think much and takes a few seeds to eat. Quietly, his little bird tail—this time, poorly hidden—wags happily. He settles in comfortably and drinks the coffee while eating the seeds.

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*fails to crack knuckles*

Welp, time to write something light-hearted to combat the Tenna angst while Spamton has his sleeping beauty arc

[[ Ah yes, the anon war, between those who want to make the characters suffer and those who want to see them happy XDD. Go go go! And I have an M!A in my hideout, there’ll be a little silly moment later (hopefully) ]]

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“Interesting, you seem to recognise me. Perhaps we have met in another time and place. If this is truly the case then I apologise for intruding onto your world.”

Some invisible force is preventing Tenna from getting any closer to her now. After some time, she decides to answer his question.

“Perhaps not but I do wonder, if you are so sure of your departure, why not make it official with him? If you truly want to live your life to the fullest then I suggest you take this opportunity as there is not going to be another. You do not need a spectacle, it does not need to be big as all you need is your closest companions. Monsters who, no doubt, will lend a hand for the most important day of your life.”

[🌙🐰]

There’s a silence, probably giving Tenna time to process everything. He doesn’t move any closer (and it seems like some… invisible force is holding him back?).

"…I could do that, but I don’t want to talk to him about it, I mustn’t talk to him about it. And I don’t want to bother our other friends either! And I don’t even know when my "departure" will happen, so I can’t just think : "Alright, I’ll throw a party at the dump!" when maybe, the next day, everything will be normal."

He rubs his arm, uncertain.

"I just want to live as I usually do, naturally.I don’t want to worry anyone, I’ve already disturbed everyone enough. So… no. I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing now, and enjoy every moment."

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“Good to hear your arm’s alright.”

*Wendi sighs heavily.*

“I’ve been losing sleep lately. The incident, let’s call it, has been eating at me for a bit. Otherwise I suppose I’m fine. I might be dust by the end of next week though… or maybe not, it’s still up in the air. I’m not planning on dying though, so please don’t worry.”

*There’s a bit of quiet before Wendi remembers to elaborate.*

“Oh yeah…. Long story short, my soul is not very stable. It hasn’t been doing much for the past years but, it started acting up again recently. We think it might be due to the fact I’ve been using my magic more often than recommended recently.”

What Wendi is saying is still… worrying. Tenna has a bit of trouble figuring out whether he should really be concerned or not. However, when they explain their… problem, the TV-man lets out a small, surprised 'oh.'

"…In that case, could you just stop using your magic, if that’s the problem?'"

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*sets down a basket of wildflowers and starts putting them in Spamton's hair as a surprise for when he wakes up*

He is still deeply asleep for now, so the anon can have fun putting lots of flowers in his hair. He twitches a little at first, but it’s nothing.

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The TV monster walks into a room in the nowhere. It doesn't resemble any room from before. The air feels like a long abandoned party. Something that was suppose to bring joy but is now in ruins. At the end of it stands a monster. They appear in a black wedding dress, their veil turning to dust by the tips of it. They have their back towards you and yet there's something familiar to them.

“Oh you poor lost soul, you mourn for your death when it is not near your door. Why is that?”

Their voice sounds just like Agrid's.

[🌙🐰]

Slowly, Tenna explores this strange place, the remnants of a celebration that probably could have been a bit more joyful.

When he hears the voice and catches sight of the silhouette, he walks toward it, visibly glad to recognize someone he knows.

"Agrid? Is that you? I didn’t know you liked this kind of place!"

…What is she talking about? Is she aware? And what does she mean, it’s not… there yet? Tenna seems to tense up, trying to understand.

"How do you… I… I… Is there something wrong with accepting my fate…?"

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*You find Wendi sitting near the swooshing echo flower they bit you at. He looks disheveled but otherwise presentable. They spot you and wave.*

“Hi! Is your arm okay?”

Tenna doesn’t seem to hold it against them at all, and he’s really happy to see Wendi again!

"Hello! Oh, don’t worry, it wasn’t too bad, and Spam is used to fixing me up after all!"

...His arms still hurt, but this time for a different reason. A phantom reminder, meant to always remind him of what awaits.

"I wanted to apologize for last time! I should have listened a bit more..." He lets out a sigh.

"And you… how have you been?"

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[✨] ( the mailman looks cozy...! this anon takes the moment to carefully drape a blanket on him while tenna's off. a little thermos of vanilla coffee is left nearby for whenever he wakes. )

The postman sleeps peacefully, snuggled up in the blanket. Sleep well, little postman! Let’s hope nothing happens to your big guy while you rest!

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Some college kids are cooking eggs on magma rocks. You want some?

They're getting less charred the longer they've been going at it, and it doesn't actually taste that bad.

"Oh, why not! I’m sure it must be really good!"