#ONE WEIRD TIP-in character

[thebigshotman]

A starter for @codenamejudas! (Time to meet the funny puppet man 😁)

N0W, ONTO THE N3XT STEP!!! I’LL BE WAITING 4T MY [Homemade Store Front Site] IN THE [[trash area closed for repairs]]. COME…ALONE.

That was what Spamton had told the Lightner, Kris, before he scurried away so they could assist that uppity monarch that ruled this City. Such was their role, in the grand scheme of things: Play the hero and Seal the Fountain. He just hoped that the human had been swayed enough by his appeal, his appeal as a fellow puppet, and would come, in an hour or two, to his shop in the Trash Zone as requested.

But while he slowly made his way to the Trash Zone, dodging Ambyu-Lance patrols looking for riff-raff and collecting more broken swords to sell, he had an alarming thought. Suppose the Lightner hadn’t been shaken at all, although he swore they had stepped back at least once. What would he do then? He’s been waiting his whole life for one with a SOUL to come his way, and imagine that, they don’t humor him!

…No. He forced himself to calm down, as his sprite had begun glitching this way and that in paranoia. Kris would still serve their part in the plan, with their SOUL, but if they didn’t come back to hear about the Disk and the NEO suit someone else would have to take care of that end. After he was [[BIG]] again, everything would sort itself out! Right?

Spamton stopped in the middle of the street-and just in time, too, for an orange haired Lightner was coming his way. Ah ha! If he played his cards right, he would have the extra insurance he needed. He just had to wait for the right moment to show himself.

He jumped into a nearby trash can, the lid rumbling closed with a little noise. Once the Lightner got closer, he would reveal himself.

[thebigshotman]

*YOUR…1NTERESTED IN [[Cungadero repair and maintenance]]??? HAEHAE!!! M4YBE I WILL SHOW YA [a thing or three] LATER, KID!!!!

He seemed to come back to himself when the subject changed to cars and car maintenance; they were always what fascinated him the most, even before he was turned into this. However, upon her wondering if Cyber World cars were any different, his enthusiasm would wane ever so slightly. They were capable of driving incredibly fast, more so than a new driver could presumably handle…maybe the “test drive” could wait until she was more experienced.

The touch made his entire body glitch, the static traveling up and down his body from how unexpected it was. No one ever touched him. If they did, it was during a business deal handshake or the FIGHT that would ensue shortly afterwards after they realized they were being scammed. A pat on the back in comfort and support was completely foreign to him. But it wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable, either. It felt…nice. That was the word, right?

*…I don’t know how much you can help me, Sophia. YOUR A LIGHT nER. Y0U MAY BE [[10x more powerful than the competition!]] BUT…YOUR N0T ABOVE [Hyperlink Blocked]. I DON’T TH1NK YOU ARE, AN YWAY. BUT YOU CAN—

That was when he was cut off, sentence ending prematurely, by his joints suddenly locking up as he crumpled to the sidewalk like a lifeless doll. His glasses descending into a wash of static as this happened. Though not necessarily a common occurrence, this was what happened whenever he started to bark up the wrong tree in regards to his strings and fate. Which was to say, whenever he started at all.

*[[Please hang up and try your call again.]]

It would take a few seconds for him to come back “online”, so to speak.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ-ˏ͛⑅　‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ @thebigshotman ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙　⑅ˏ͛- What a predicament she had been faced with...to be alone, scared and injured in a place she didn't even know existed. She hadn't even have the time to understand what was happening to her before she'd been sucked into this strange world, and now, here she was― all by herself in a decrepit, dark and lonely back alley, crying to herself. Though...even if her cries were sad, scared― desperate, it remained so...quiet and weak. If someone didn't pay attention, they probably wouldn't even have noticed her weeping, except from the faint tears that were running down her pretty face and staining her round glasses that were threatening to fall off her nose. Curled up and trembling, she allowed herself to express this moment of weakness, since she didn't see anyone passing by here and assumed she was alone. Or so she thought... As soon as the long haired blonde started hearing what sounded like footsteps― her subtle sobs stopped and her body froze, starting to wipe her face dry of her tears and attempting to look normal, even if the way she was huddled against the wall would give it away. She just wanted to spare herself some embarrassment...

[rodentbloodart]

bnnuy

recently remembered Antylamon from the digimon movie and how I had a big ol crush on him even tho he only stayed in this form for like 3 mins lmaoooo and he's also the reason why I'm angry at how we never got another cute rabbit in Pokemon (Lopunny was the only cute rabbit and no cinderace dOESN'T COUNT DON'T @ ME you look at Antylamon and its massive bappers and you tell me Cinderace and compete with it!)

but ye so I'm following in my friend Alfafilly's footsteps and trying to make my own oc of a fic crush so I can gib 'em KISSES u//w//u

I don't wanna stray too far form the og design but I might push it more in future drawings to really make 'em an oc aha WE'LL SEE this is the early stages he'll grow and develop in time also I know next to nothing about Digimon outside of the movie and what few bits I recall from the og series so apologizes for ignoring all lore loool I'm just here for the bnnuy

[thebigshotman]

@timidblues liked for a starter!!

*LIGHT nER!!! [[Sophia]], R1GHT!!! G00D TO SEE U AGAIN,, [[you’re a sight for sore eyes]]!!!

Spamton hasn’t planned on seeing the Cyan SOUL holder known as Sophia again after they had hit it off a while ago, especially considering how he had ran off like a coward at the very idea of facing one of his Addisons again. But here she was! And near the Trash Zone where his shop was, no less! She had to see his store!

*…[[Sorry about your recent experience.]],, A-AB0UT MY [leave.]ING, I MEAN. N0 HARD F3LLINGS I HOPE, HUH, KID???

He stuck out a hand for a hand shake, hoping for a clean slate. His usual smile was bright and seemed genuine, for once.

*[[Great timing!]], TOO!!! MY [support local businesses] 1S NEARBY!!!! WANNA [stop on in]??? I’LL GIVE U [[free sample]],, I PROMISE!!!!

[rudeflower]

I am constantly getting the GG walmart ad and I want to believe it's because the algorithm knows I'm a GG girlie but the real reason is I am a Walmart girlie

Ya girl is a Walmart plus member whoops!!!

[thebigshotman]

“*I…I [[swear]],, I D0-DO-DON’T KNOW U!!!!” he tried to deflect, voice riddled with panic that told a very different story. “*PL3ASE…JUST [[buy out the store]] 4ND LEAVE [Hazelnut]—”

Ah. There it was. Right as she was clasping his hands, too, only to pull back from the shocks his glitching inevitably gave her. Another reason why they shouldn’t be together.

He finally fixed her in the eye with widened marbles at the slip of his non-existent tongue, salesman pose finally collapsing into a very limp, defeated one with the clanking of his limbs. Several “access denied” noises left his jaw for several seconds, unable to find the words and unable to find the courage to face her.

*[[Scared and aimless? Worried you’re burdening those who care about you? The solution is simple:]] [[You can just leave!]]

His cheeks fuzzed into a very light shade of pink, almost embarrassed to admit it to her face. But this was the path he had chose. This was going to be the best course of action for both of them.

*EILEEN…I…I’m sick and tired of causing you pain. 4LL THE [[misery]] AND [[hurt!]] THAT HAPP3NS TO YOU,, IT’$ ALL BECAUSE OF ME. I’m broken, Eileen. 4ND YOUR AN [[angel~]] WHO [deserves only the best!].

*I’M HAPPY W1TH YOU, [Hazelnut]. M0RE THAN I’VE EV3R BEEN IN MY [[falling and falling fast]] LIFE. But…you don’t need me ruining your life and taking away your happiness.

He glitches, hard, coming back to himself in a form that’s reaching out to her with a desperate smile.

*[[Please! Stop! I can’t take it anymore!]]…L3T ME GO.

@thebigshotman cont. x - - - - - - - - - - - -

❝ Spaul I'm serious . ❞ ❝ I know it's overwhelming for both of us but , this needs to stop . ❞

Communication is the center focus , the reason she came looking for him . No amount of protest would stop her from trying to explain matters and fix whatever's happened , taking full responsibility even if it wasn't entirely her fault . Still his lack of focus raises a few eyebrows , pixels breaking from the Darkener's form and even further with fingers move to touch his quivering hands . A sharp pain following as they retract .

Ever since he was ejected from the suit his behavior changed dramatically . Angry , possessive , clingy in more ways than one . And yet anytime something shifted in routine he panicked , choosing to flee rather than properly digest what was happening .

* This is no different . If that wasn't enough his gaze mounted further disquiet , refusing to look at her despite the brunette being mere inches from him . If not for the counter she would've been even closer . Guilt swirled among those lidded hues , brows wrinkled as that same pang of anxiety began to creep up on her drawn in a slow , shaky breath .

❝ Please... ❞

[thebigshotman]

*YOU!!!!!

The second he heard the jester’s laugh, his cheek blush turned beet red and his smile gritted into as much of a frown as it could. Him…he was all too familiar with him. If Kris had saved Spamton, it was only fair that Jevil had been saved, too.

Why…?

*YOU [[clown around town]!!!! G3T AWAY FR0M ME!!! I HAVE [[upcycled gifts]] T0 SELL AND N0 T1ME FOR [[silly little game~]]!!!!

He would ignore the taunts about him being trapped, gesturing, annoyed, to invisible strings. Why yes, he was still trapped! Not that the jester could be doing any better.

@thebigshotman

"UEE HEE HEE!! THE FAULTY SHOPKEEP STILL TRAPPED, TRAPPED AS EVER!! COME TO PLAY A GAME??"

[catboytenya]

i decided to check your etsy on a whim and i just want to thank you and fizzy for adding petre/agere boxes <3 it gives me something to save money for!

that makes me so glad to hear!!!!

we're going to do an actual official announcement that we're open soon, it was a kinda soft opening where we put the boxes up but haven't really announced them yet!

the petre/agere boxes were actually inspired by the fact NONE of the ones i could find on etsy were up to my personal standards when i was looking for some to buy for myself/for some of my headmates in my system (no shade to the other shops on etsy, i'm just very picky and everything just kinda seemed like it was random from the dollar store to me,,,,) so i basically went to fizzy like....... hey can we do this i want to be the change i want to see in the world.

and with a lot of planning and figuring out prices, we're officially the change i wanted to see in the world!

i'm excited to work with you!

[thebigshotman]

He runs, faster than he’s ever remembered running before. His sprite looks like it’s suffering from a datamoshing effect, and the wind actually feels like something for once instead of nothing, but none of that matters.

Come to think of it, that was the same Yellow Addison that he had a meltdown in front of the shop of when he was NEO, wasn’t it? So much for apologizing.

He can’t be around Eileen anymore.

All he does is hurt her and make her suffer, dragging her into his world and his problems and making her go through things no Angel should ever have to go through.

He didn’t deserve her, and she didn’t deserve him. She was too perfect to be around a washed up, broken, former Addison that couldn’t sell anything any longer.

He hears her calling after him, and he blinks away tears that aren’t there. He needs to do this. She’ll thank herself later, when she’s far away from his mess.

All he knows how to do is wish for things to be [[BIGGER]] and [[BIGGER]], always wanting more until he realizes he’s ruined it all. Why would now be any different?

He’d cry-even a voice clip would suffice-but he can’t even do that. Broken. Pathetic. Unfit to be touched by Heaven’s grace. That’s what you are. Nothing more.

He stumbles into a dumpster and slams the lid closed. Curling up into a ball, glitching and twitching this way and that. It’s almost like it’s his first days as a puppet all over again.

Start over. If you ever see her again, pretend she’s just another Lightner. You have no history, you’re just eager to sell her something.

It was better than cursing her to suffer anymore.

Tomorrow, a new day would dawn. One where Eileen was happier without him.

He wasn’t sure whether to cry or smile at the thought.

[seanicornspoice]

Daily life of local Disney princess, Swan

[thebigshotman]

Spamton just sort of…stares at the penny-chocolate in wonder for a moment. What sort of cruel trick by Heaven was this?! Candy that looked like money? His cheek blush turned redder in agitation. There was no way he was—

Annnnd he had already peeled one open to try it. It tasted, from what he could taste with no taste buds, as cheap as he was expecting from literal penny candy, but…it wasn’t terrible! In fact, his mood had completely swung in the opposite direction, and now he was rather thankful towards Judas.

*[[Thank you]] LIGHT nER!!! [[Please deposit]] M0RE, I [Hyperlink Blocked] THIS!!!!

The only bad thing was he couldn’t vacuum them up all at once. He had to peel them…

It made him feel like an Addison again.

*TR1CK OR [[treat yourself]] LIGHT n3R!!! GOT ANY KROMER OR [[teeth-rotting filth]] FOR YOUR 0L PAL SPAMTON???

He holds out his hands expectantly. He looks more like a homeless man begging for money than someone who’s just partaking in a Halloween tradition.

@thebigshotman

Don't worry, Spamton, Judas looks the same way half the time, "How 'bout both?"

[kestrel-wish]

Why is it whenever I notice a silly little similarity in something I feel the need to share it immediately.

[valkblue]

My little gizka 💕

[thebigshotman]

A…sentient flower?

When Spamton had started yelling his sales pitch into the void, hoping anyone in this strange new place might hear and be interested, a talking flower had been the last thing he had expected. But what a cute face he had! And he was yellow; he loved yellow. It was the color of the Lightner sun, of Heaven. Surely he could use what he was offering! He promptly spun on his heel and bent down awkwardly to face him.

*[[Correct answer!]], P4L!!!! I’VE GOT NO [$&@!] CLU3 WHERE I [$&@!] AM!!! BUT!!!! TH4T DOESN’T MEAN YOU [[aren’t safe]] FR0M MY [exclusive deals]!!!!

He would edit things slightly to hopefully appeal to him, of course.

*FOR JU$T [[the low, low price of]] [[*static*]] KR0MER,, U C4N OBTAIN [healing potion] [plant fertilizer] AND!!!! [[If you call right now-]] I’LL G1VE YA ALL THE [Hyperlink Blocked] U C0ULD EVER-EVER-EV3R WANT!!!!

He slicked back his hair before immediately moving to offer a handshake to the flower with that same hand. A beaming smile on Spamton’s face, as usual.

*WE GOT A [[deal]???

@thebigshotman

"...Uh huh."

Okay he was going to be honest, he wasn't quite sure what he was looking at here. It wasn't a monster, and he was mostly positive this wasn't a Mettaton thing going on. They DEFINITELY weren't a human(at least he hope they weren't) so that idea was thrown at the window.

...It didn't help that something felt a bit...Off here. And this was coming from him, by all logical accounts he SHOULDN'T exist.

Oh well, try to play it straight he supposed! It was new which means the newcomer was already leagues better then everyone else here!

"I'm going to take it you aren't from around here, huh?"

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

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[amplexadversary]

I was too tired during the actual stream to appreciate how damn creepy Matt played the shadfey symbiote guy.

And that's a shame because that is absolutely a fucked up voice and some fucked up faces he's making