groovy-bizzyness

[groovy-bizzyness]

No, E. I can give you candy- do not take it from a stranger please-

hi im the candy man would you like some candy

...no. Mama taught me not to take candy from strangers.

He says before closing the door, locking it, deadbolting it, and pushing a box of heavy stuff against the door.

[groovy-bizzyness]

I fear I may have a new muse

[groovy-bizzyness]

Doc you are SUCH a cutie don't let anyone tell you otherwise

WHO ARE YEW PEOEPLE ?????

[groovy-bizzyness]

//this event took quite a lot of effort and a lot of those who participated (including yours truly) are in my RP-focused discord server, which is linked in my pinned! if you want to RP or just want to chat and watch, it's still open for more! it has its own continuity and events separate from the tumblr timeline's. either way, i'm now going to list out everyone who participated. think of this like the credits at the end of the game!

@inspektahekta @da-devilish-devilboys @asktylerthegodpoke @dadocisin @figmoomoo-da-bizzy

@ahtsy-voyager @cledachefbizzy @trashcomedyclown @e-da-best-bizzy-boy @bizzyboy-nickelas @thabizziestbee @groovy-bizzyness @2keysmashbizzy @lolidabizzyboy @thebauhazzone @askmissmitternacht @bizzyghost @eloquentgod @bidzzyboy

//but of course, don't think that the end of the event marks the end of this blog, i'll be running it for hopefully quite some time to come

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Mac pauses.]

Wait, did I hear Hector....

[He whispers. His face drops into a frown.]

> No, no, it's Inspekta now. He couldn't be Hector anymore. You experienced that ship burn. You.....

> You can't get your hopes up. He wouldn't return. No matter how hard you want him too.

I guess I'm goin crazy.

[He whispers, shaking his head to throw the thoughts out of his head]

> You miss him. You know what the longing and hope in your chest means. You wish it would leave. It's not needed anymore.

> You wonder what got you mixed up in the first place. Who could it have been? A random person? A hallucination? I guess you should leave that alone for now. You and the Bizzies have more to worry about now. With the Rift and cleaning up Inspekta's plans.

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Viv looks up and-]

Oh, Hi!

Huh, Viv? What's up?

It's the bizzy we got out of the hole, I think.

[Mac looks up, as if he could see.]

Oh, hi hole bizzy. We should get ya a name at some point.

[…]

[You are situated (with your cloud) RIGHT above the spire.]

[You were also late! And couldn’t drop your mirror.

You DID witness the second half of the battle,however. So maybe it’s best that you didn’t.]

[The cloud got a little bigger on its way to the spire. You would probably be able to only see your legs dangling from it if you were beneath yourself!]

[…What now?]

[You can’t just stay in this cloud forever. And…you don’t know what happens to the bizzyboys after this. If they talked about it,you couldn’t hear it from this high up.]

[If you don’t ask for help now….will you be stuck like this forever?]

[…]

[You weigh your options for a little while,then pull out your phone with a sigh. You’re honestly surprised someone didn’t see you already,but…]

~~~~

<<dat-guy>> - hey. look up.

~~~~ @groovy-bizzyness

[groovy-bizzyness]

▷ Finally, Hector makes it down the Spire. He's accompanied by his captains to the van. He offers to drive instead of the usual bizzyboy, and climbs into their seat. All the way back to the Grove Cove, he smokes a ciggy with the window rolled down, letting himself zone out a little while he thinks as he drives, of everything that happened - everything he's done.

▷ He stops the van in the middle of the Cove, getting out along with his captains pouring from the God Complex. One of them finds a box for him, setting it down so that he can stand on it. Despite already being taller than most bizzyboys and even some normal humans, it somehow made him stand out even more.

Every-buddy... I have an uh-nouns-mint ta make. Some of yew may recognize me, but to da ones dat don't... I was Inspekta. I... forged lettahs to make King look bad. I tried ta kill all da gods so I could be tha only one, so the bizzies could get more respect... but dat ain't tha way.

I screwed up, as bad as any-buddy could widdout ack-shelly endin' da woild - and maybe I woulda, if my people 'n da Godpoke didn't stand up ta me. I'm saw-ree, and I will do everything in my powah to make it up to youse- to da Grove. I prah-miss.

▷ Despite the dread he felt while driving here, this made him feel... somehow better. And while the response was as bad as he'd feared in some respects, many people from the crowd sympathized, just like his bizzies and the gods did. They respected his apology, although not all of them accepted it immediately - as he thought, but he knew it was deserved.

▷ He shuffles back into the God Complex, letting the driver do their job this time as they begin taking him to Milldread next. While inside, he looks down at himself and watches his torso turn into hands. He still has a lot of work to do in here between visits, after all... and he's gotta finish it before the Rift Festival celebration he's having with his boys at the burger joint later...

[groovy-bizzyness]

I know you aren’t the heroic type, but you really were wonderful out there. Getting everyone together, helping Hector. It was…so…so cool

▷ Hector pulls out a cigar from his pocket. One that Dee got him for Christmas. He lights it up and puts it in his mouth while he turns to the gods on the Rift, watching as every so often Dee or the Godpoke shoot out a bizzy at them and they grab hold. With each bizzy given to the gods to help hold together the Rift, it starts to shrink ever-so-slightly.

▷ With one last bizzy added, the gods all start pulling at Dee's command. He puffs on the cigar one last time before tossing it over the Spire's edge, then turns to Dee with a triumphant grin all over his face.

@da-devilish-devilboys!!!

LAUNCH ME NOW.

[groovy-bizzyness]

Sorry! Gods, you were so amazing I just- sorry. That was incredible.

▷ Hector pulls out a cigar from his pocket. One that Dee got him for Christmas. He lights it up and puts it in his mouth while he turns to the gods on the Rift, watching as every so often Dee or the Godpoke shoot out a bizzy at them and they grab hold. With each bizzy given to the gods to help hold together the Rift, it starts to shrink ever-so-slightly.

▷ With one last bizzy added, the gods all start pulling at Dee's command. He puffs on the cigar one last time before tossing it over the Spire's edge, then turns to Dee with a triumphant grin all over his face.

@da-devilish-devilboys!!!

LAUNCH ME NOW.

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Mac grabs onto the nearest Bizzyboy as he gets close to the Rift.]

Oh, cob, remind me ta never do dat again.

[He looks a little sick at being thrown through a machine.]

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[groovy-bizzyness]

You got it, Baws.

[He turns into a tiny ball]

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[groovy-bizzyness]

Ya can start with da Rift but also rebuildin trust between people. It will take a while, but it's possible.

Ya still have us ta help ya with da otha stuff, later.

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[groovy-bizzyness]

Yeah, Ya ain't alone.

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[groovy-bizzyness]

Baws....

[Mac frowns unsure about what's happening]

You have ta believe us.

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Mac walks close to Dee.]

I'll help ya Dee. Maybe hearing something from a Captain will help two.

[He looks determined]

[He turns toward Inspekta]

Sowrry Baws, we feel like dis isn't how it should end. You're not thinkin dis through. Dis could end da total world. I get what ya want ta do but..... It doesn't have ta be dis way. People can still have deir Gods and enjoy you. We don't have ta get rid of dem to achieve dis.

Gettin rid of them won't make everyone love ya. Fear and love ain't da same thing. Ya have ta understand dat. Total control doesn't make people love ya.

I know how dis feels, da feelin of needin ta be da most loved, I promise. But dis could end da world. People have loved ya before dis, with da work we've put in. Ya can't earn love by takin it. We learned dat in da Drain. Please listen ta us.

The rumbling sound of what looked like a stampede seemed to get closer and closer. A big rush of wind combined with dirt, leaves, and the such, rapidly appears in front of the giant rift, just like a tornado.

As the sudden bust starts to settle down, the image of 8 people can be seen clearly. 7 still catching their breath on the ground.

1 standing still, knuckles clenched, looking directly at the giant noodle-like creature that was once their big baws...

"We have arrived..."

In order, they were

@figmoomoo-da-bizzy

@cledachefbizzy

@thabizziestbee

@2keysmashbizzy

@trashcomedyclown

@e-da-best-bizzy-boy

@groovy-bizzyness

[groovy-bizzyness]

Oh.

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[groovy-bizzyness]

Sorry, Ahtsy! We’ll see you at the Spire!

[You can hear the rapid footsteps of what appears to be thousands.

But no, It's just one (1) little bizzyboy dashing straight towards you.

You can't see his expression, but he has an air of determination that won't die down any time soon.]

[Need a quick way to get to the spire?]

[Prepare]

- @figmoomoo-da-bizzy

[Already being more than halfway there, it's startling to turn and see Fig but-]

Oh, hi Fig!

Oh, Hiya Fig.

[Mac waves in the direction]

Wait, why ain't ya slowin down?