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Mizzstro lives in cave like it’s an evil lair, but he does visit the theatre on occasion.

He’s just in the walls. Scavenging like the rat he is.

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Apologies for not being in the headspace to read this until now, but doing so made me just as happy as when I first saw the notification 😄

Jumping up and down pointing, THAT’S MY FUCKIN BOY RIGHT THERE!!!

Flabbergasted that he got fanfiction. Absolutely wild. I hope his story can help other people heal too

little interaction between Duali and @mizzstromalarkey?

“You know we’re not the same, right? We will never be. You may be born of negativity, but the shit I’ve been through would make you fuckers shake in those boots of yours. Sorry sister, can't shoot these kinds of problems away with those peashooters of yours.” Mizztro dismissed, rolling his eyes under his mask-face, mocking her with his fingers as his tail flicks impatiently.

“It’s true, we’re not the same. Even if we are both byproducts of hurt, be it general or of our own, and have issues with ourselves, we deal with it differently. Where I love others openly to a point of smothering them in the hope that I might learn to love myself better, you insult and tease others as a way of showing you love them with out letting them get too close, for one two reasons: either you think you don’t deserve love back, or someone you trusted hurt you and you’re afraid they’ll join them.” Duali explained, eyes drooping with a certain sadness.

“Why do you act like you know me? Seriously, what would make you think you could relate to me? Everybody tries that shit, you're not special.” Mizztro snapped, almost as if to cut her off, tapping his tail frustratedly, but afraid to like her in the eye. Normally he would have went off on someone reading him like that, but there was something different about hearing this from an intelligent negati and not the great Balan who has it all figured out, as if he knew she was right…

“Because I knew someone like you, kinda. I haven’t seen him in a long time, but… I can’t stand to see someone slip down such a well of self-loathing like I was. I couldn’t know your pain, but I do know all that hating yourself, that feeling like you're dirty or wrong, I know it hurts, and I know it's gotta go somewhere. It's better than falling and succumbing to the well” Duali murmured, almost getting ready to cry. Mizztro gritted his teeth, clutched his arm and coiled his tail around his leg, but then shook his head, brushing his bangs to compose himself.

“Well maybe you should’ve slipped faster, I wonder how you swim.” Mizztro sighed with a smile. Duali opened her mouth as if to scold him, but remembered what she said about this act of his and smiled.

“Now that’s not funny.” she giggled, resting her hands on her hips with her shoulder cocked in a playful manner.

"Why not? I thought it was." he chuckled.

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Turned into a marketable plushie

have an eepy Duali 💜

dolls based on @artscheese Vincent and @mizzstromalarkey

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An absolute fiend

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Mizzstro after unleashing 100 rats into the theatre

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Me: Mizzstro lost his human form upon entering Wonderworld to reflect his loss of personhood and identity after his autonomy was so disgustingly robbed of him in real life.

Also Me: lol his trauma turned him into a furry

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Balan: You vandalized my theatre, infested the stages with your negati, antagonized the inhabitants, and treat my work with mockery!

Mizzstro: God forbid a girl has a hobby

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Which Costume in Wonderworld is Mizzstro’s favorite?

None—Mizzstro thinks they’re uncanny. They’ve got questionable sentience and can give up their physical bodies to be worn like a skin suit?? The fuck???

Even though Mizzstro originally was an inhabitant, he doesn’t have any personal costumes. This is due to him never having a properly formed stage for them to manifest in.

Though, Mizzstro himself will occasionally be mistaken for a costume by other inhabitants. He‘s a bit annoyed by that.

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Going to start sharing prompted lore drops about Mizzstro to give your (my) little rat brains the dopamine hit its craving. Thank you @artscheese @chewyena for the discord server’s randomly generated (and mischievously submitted😉) prompt ideas.

So to begin!

How does your character react to praise and/or criticism?

Mizzstro is suspicious of praise, especially if it’s coming from a maestro. He’s mostly defiant of what any of them have to say. Praise can be taken as he’s doing what they want, and starting out in Wonderworld, he’s purposefully uncooperative to exercise the only bit of autonomy he feels he has left.

Compliments from inhabitants make him feel good, but with the mask he puts on, he isn’t sure how to accept them—likely resorting to a witty, ego-stroking remark to cover any bashful vulnerability.

In turn, Mizzstro does not take criticism well. He’s defensive, and will resort with a returning jab if he feels particularly rejected or that the criticism is unjustified. While much of Mizzstro’s actions are petty and antagonistic, he believes they’re warranted retaliation on those he deems responsible for turning him into a beast and trapping him In Wonderworld.

This defiance is his struggle to reclaim and defend any autonomy he can cling to—so criticism of those antics leads him to take the same defiant stance. He struggles to communicate his needs and the reasons for his behavior (given that they’re related to the trauma that landed him here). Until he’s able to, and trust he’s understood when he does, his defiance will continue to isolate him in his pain.

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Idk when Mizzstro’s birthday is exactly, but he’s got that Aries dog in him.

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Share????

Did I make it in time for this trend? 💜🖤🤍

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Mizzstro is a cosplayer, which means if you rip off his hat those bobby pins are gonna scalp him.

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One of these days I’ll drop Mizzstro’s trauma playlist so everyone can know just how good Gibson Girl by Ethel Cain is

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Catching a rat may be more trouble than it’s worth…

@oneiikin’s maestro OC, Spade, has his hands full with this bastard ;p

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OKAY the last oneshot post was a bit much emotionally, so here’s a WIP of Wonderworld’s shithead.

He’s a feral rat man who lives in a cave (what transmasc isn’t) and terrorizes Wonderworld out of spite. After emergency crash-landing at the theatre, Mizzstro transformed from an inhabitant into… whatever the hell he is now. A maestro, if you ask Balan. Trouble, if you ask anyone else.

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The Big Emotional Reveal of a Washed-Up Jester

-Oneshot-

Mature themes, read tags

Mizzstro’s chest tightens and strangles the breath out of him. Each inhale is empty. He’s perched on a ledge of the floating rockface like he’d be smoking a cigarette, eyes glazed over with a numbness to his mind.

He’s panicking, he knows this, even if hidden behind a stiff expression. He’s done this enough to psycho-analyze himself to hell and back. Flood waters rise with the storm, then one lightning flash of memories will leave him paralyzed.

‘Ground your body and your mind with what you feel in present time’—Mizzstro recalls Balan’s stupid therapy rhyme and scoffs.

“What do I feel?” He strains a mutter. “I feel gross. I feel like I want to rip my skin off my body.”

Harsh words that sink like a stone in water. Mizzstro punctuates the thought by flinging rocks at the floating land chunks beneath him. Balan did also say movement helps. Dirt clods chip off the meat of the tiny island. In a sadistic sense, it’s satisfying to see each rock tear out another piece.

“I feel the ghost of every memory touching me…” Mizzstro clutches the next rock but stiffens too much to throw it. “I feel like I wish they’d just finish tearing me apart.”

He holds back the moisture in his eyes. He isn’t sure why—nobody is here to see him now. There’s no audience to grin and bear for. The rock slips from his hand and bounces off the ledge.

Mizzstro crosses his arms over his stomach, curls his tail up around his waist, and hunches over himself with the weight left in his hollowed-out chest. Is this all that’s left of him now? Pieces of him selfishly taken until there was nothing but a beast left?

“I feel like I don’t care what happens to me anymore. I feel like I’m gonna throw up.”

He swallows hard.

“I don’t even feel like—I’m not a person anymore.”

Liquid drips down his mask. Shit… He holds his breath in the back of his throat. Hot tears pool in the sockets. Looks like Balan finally got his big emotional reveal after all.

Of course it would be alone like this—Mizzstro won’t trust someone to get this close to him. Maybe he imagined snapping one day and putting on a whole satirical production about it. Something show-tuney like Will Wood & The Tapeworms. At the end of his maladaptive daydreaming, though, he knows he wouldn’t make it past the chorus.

What would he tell them? The audience expects something big for all the trouble he causes. What could he say that wouldn’t further rob him of his dignity? Hell, his trauma didn’t even warrant him a proper stage. There wasn’t any heart—any semblance of identity or personhood—left to build off of. He’s just broken.

Any rescuing thought is drowned in Mizzstro’s mind. The storm fills his lungs and each cry for help is a struggle to choke out.

“It…hurts. It hurts, Balan, it hurts”

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CHEWYYYY your art is amazing as always🫵

Jouska finally makes a friend and he chooses this rat man?? Okaaay

some casual pieces of Jouska and Mizzstro! 👉👈 Mizzstro belongs to @mizzymaren! i love these two 💜🩵