just-another-radio-star

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I did mean guitar, this anon is very tired.

it’s okay, I figured it out, go get some rest anon

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I have, two hands *Attempts to retune thou's computer again.*

”YOU are asking for it.”

He snatched the guitar out of the anons reach before pushing their hands away.

fun fact, even though he is blind, he can still beat the shit outta you❤️ also, gonna assume you meant guitar

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*retunes you*

”Wh—EXCUSE ME?!”

He immediately grabbed the anons hand, pulling them away from his BRAND NEW and SNAZZY guitar.

“You are NOT authorized to use this.”

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keep forgetting that the small art of him and the blogs pfp isn’t how he actually look like, so I drew how he should actually look.

couldn’t go too far into detail due to not knowing how to draw it, but his head is actually pretty banged up and his upper dial is melted a bit, not melted enough to not work tho

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hi to the people who actually still look through this blog, it’s not dead, just schoolwork has gotten a hold of me, on top of that lack of motivation to post any artwork. will try and be more active❤️

take him as a temporary snack

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*pokes you* :3 @anon-that-pokes-you [i know I did this already but that was before the blog was real, y'see]

“Oughh… you gotta stop that… you GOTTA stop doing that… this is harassment.”

You interrupted him playing “All Star” btw

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I kind of forgot to show how he actually looks like. The pfp I’m using rn is just a style I like to draw him as (mostly just the face but shh)

the head looks lopsided and he kinda looks fat now that I stare at it

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“Alright.”

He soon turned around, lying down onto his back. He adjusted the lower notch on his radio face thing? Yeah. Somewhere around there. He adjusted the notch all the way to the left before beginning to mess with the larger notch that was above the smaller one.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“Not… too hungry.”

He lied, laying his arms in his lap. He was starving, but he didn’t want the man wasting his food on him. He would probably need it more than him anyway.

“It’s fine. You can keep it.”

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“Okay, I’ll just take the tent then, thank you.”

He muttered out, not enjoying the idea of being soaked while he was asleep, while either of them were asleep actually. Especially due to the state of his head. He walked over to the tent, settling himself inside.

“Uh, not to be a bother or anything, but do you have anything to eat?”

He asked hesitantly after sitting down in the tent, turning his head towards Wheatley. He kind of looked a bit creepy in the dim lighting of the tent and the lack of a face.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“Are you sure?”

He asked hesitantly after a second, turning his head slightly over in the direction where the Farmer was. The thought of rain happening while he was sleeping outside made him feel bad, if it would happen.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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He continued to stare down towards the fire, shifting slightly on the log he was sitting on before eventually speaking up again.

“Alright. Thank you.”

He muttered out slightly before standing up and making his way around the campfire, making his way to the tent before soon stopping.

“Sorry, I didn’t even realize what I was doing. I can just sleep out here.”

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“Uhh… yeah. I have an idea on where to go.”

He said with a sigh, his head tilted downwards at the fire. He could tell the man was uncomfortable just by the tone of his voice, and it was constantly making himself feel bad for making the probably only person willing to help him uncomfortable.

“I can always just leave if I’m making you uncomfortable.”

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“Hah… yeah. That’s reasonable.”

He replied, feeling like he had done something wrong suddenly. He tried not to think much about what Wheatley had said, focusing on warming himself up by the fire that Wheatley had started.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“Wheatley. That’s a nice name.”

He said while continuing to look away. He felt ashamed and a bit guilty for making Wheatley uncomfortable, he just felt so happy and relieved to finally talk to someone.

“…Why did you give me a place for the night?”

He finally asked after a bit of silence and after hearing the fire finally begin to grow, continuing to look away from the man too.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“You’re right. Sorry. I’m Matthew.”

He said while looking away, staying more silent after hearing the Farmers sigh. He had gotten too comfortable around someone again.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//

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“You know, I never got your name.”

He spoke up after a bit, listening to the Farmer getting the fire started. He was also slowly beginning to wonder if the man was just being generous or doing this out of pity.

”Uhh… Hello? Hello hello? Is there anyone out there?” Someone called out from within the tall grass. It almost sounded like… someone was communicating out of a walkie-talkie.

//The Farmer started to make his way through the grass, grabbing and cutting away any of the foliage that ended up giving problems with a sickle he held in his right hand. Keeping an eye out for the source of the noise.//

//His own approach wasn't particularly quiet, but working through so much grass at a decent pace really couldn't be.//