#boper

[molagboop]

Raven Beak is introduced to Boper, the apartment complex's local celebrity.

[ana-shelley]

Angle and debil 😇 😈

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: OLD DANCER DMV: BOPPER IS A SLANG TERM FOR A FELACIOUS WOMAN Verdict: DENIED

[rainbowgetscreative]

Had a bad brain day, so drew some comfort Peppinos.

[numberonebestratedstimboard]

“Ehm… my hand is getting tired.”

A stimboard of Bipple Boper for anon!!!

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[playstation-lichenthrope]

Mister Freehoof doesn't need to hear this. He's a trained professional! (This AU idea has been giving me brainrot for the past month don't mind me... Also the HEV suit gave me hell.)

[test-tubes-and-theatrics]

I am completely normal about him, my dear and beloved Bubby, I swear. I'm not biased!

[spamtongcoolatta]

All [[SAVINGS!]] posted!

Time for [Gay rights!]!!!

[blackmesaflashbackepisode]

Leave Dr Coomer alone! Poor guys having a crisis!

Benrey: awww, broooo, don't be afraid! i'm not gonna hurtcha!

Coomer: You know something, don't you?

Benrey: i know the same thing you do.

i've been bored for so long.

nobody else gets it.

Benrey: but now... now you do! and you can come play games with me and i can show you all my funny friend tricks for friends.

there's just... one thing left you need to do.

Coomer: ...What is it? What wretched thing would you have me do, Boper?

Benrey: just let go.

[antilocaprine]

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(Ask Game)

POV: something that’s already happened, retold from another character’s perspective

This is a super fun one to consider, and right away I thought of Sweet Dreams Are Made of Bees, because Benrey is being SO weird for that whole fic due to The Situation. So let's see a small snippet of what was going on with him that covers a short span between Chapters 2 and 3:

"Hey, Benrey," Gordon says, and how is he so calm? Benrey nearly ripped his arm off just a few minutes ago, but he's - it's like he's ignoring it, and that's never happened before. He's not making any sense, he's not working right, and there's nothing Benrey can do about it but continue to listen. “I’m...having trouble with this. How do you think Dr. Coomer would explain this situation to me?”

Oh. Now there's an idea. Benrey thinks about it for a moment. He's never had another person in this space - another real person, like really real - but it makes sense that since they both know Dr. Coomer, they should be able to come up with a pretty accurate...puppet, or whatever they're called. He can't think of the word right now. He can't think of much without his thoughts circling back around to - yes, that, exactly. Stop thinking about that.

Benrey huffs quietly and shrugs. Only one way to find out if this will work, and that's to try it. “Why don’t you, uh, why don’t you ask him?”

"What?" Gordon sounds distracted, and Benrey risks a quick glance at his face. Luckily, he's peering over Benrey's shoulder with that focused expression that suggests Joshua is about to do something that Gordon believes is reckless. Here, in this place, his green eyes glow like the slime Dr. Coomer loves so much (and claims to be allergic to).

Benrey knows better now than to try to mention that - apparently "slime" isn't an acceptable thing for human eyes to be compared to. But Benrey likes the color, and doesn't understand why - oh, right, can't think about that. Can't think about this. Think about - think about Dr. Coomer, and his way with words, how he can describe things, how he's so smart even if he says dumb things about Benrey wanting to stay with Gordon...

"Wait, what?" Gordon says, startling, and Benrey slams his eyes closed and wrenches at the image in his stupid dumb brain. It's worked before - don't think about that - it can work again, he has to make it work again -

“Hello Gordon!” Dr. Coomer says cheerily as he lands heels-down on the ground several feet away.

“Dr. Coomer?!” Gordon yelps as Coomer steps forward and collapses soundlessly into a cross-legged position next to him and Benrey.

“Hello, Gordon!” Dr. Coomer says again. “Hello, Security Chief Boper!”

Wait, why would he - oh, right, that tracks. Benrey was trying to make a version of him that would put Gordon more at ease. But he still has to check for himself, and there's only one way to be sure. “Hey, uh, you got credentials? Passport, or...can I see it please?”

“Hang on -” Gordon starts to say, but Dr. Coomer is already handing Benrey a brown leather bifold with an embossed seal on the front. Benrey nearly sighs in relief when he can read the words on the seal. He forgets why that's important right now, and he doesn't have the brain-space to think about it. (Don't think about it don't think -)

To distract himself, Benrey flips the bifold open and peers at the inside. There's a picture of Dr. Coomer - oddly blurry, but that might be Gordon's influence, Benrey's not sure - and another set of seals and stamps and information that Benrey honestly doesn't care about right now. Normally he could use it to verify where he was, but he knows all too well at the moment. He doesn't need a reminder in text.

Instead, Benrey flips the bifold closed and sinks his aching teeth into the soft material, the taste of dusty leather bursting across his tongue. He's been clenching his jaw so hard that it's a relief to bite something like this, something with give. For a moment he almost considers -

Dr. Coomer coughs discreetly, and Benrey yanks the verification out of his mouth. He can't go down that path, no matter how easy it would be. He can't think about it. (Don't think -)

When he hands the bifold back, Dr. Coomer winks at him, a genial smile tucked into his mustache. ...Maybe Benrey made sure he was a version that would put his own mind at ease, as well. Wouldn't that be nice, for once?

“All present and accounted for," Benrey mumbles. "You’re, uh, good to go."

“What the fuck,” Gordon says.

“Hello, Gordon!” Dr. Coomer says again.

Benrey sighs to himself and squeezes his aching eyes closed. This version of Dr. Coomer should be able to keep Gordon busy and help him figure things out. They're both way smarter than Benrey is when it comes to thinking things like this through - probably from all the theoretical...whatevers they have so many of. Doesn't help Gordon when he's trying to figure out how to put together Joshua's newest LEGO kits, but it's gotta be good for something, right? They'll figure it out, and Benrey won't have to think about anything, and then both he and Gordon can wake up and everything will go back to normal and be fine forever.

Right?

Don't think about the other possibilities, don't think about the blood or the gun, don't think about it, don't think -

[molagboop]

i no longer have any use for your jacket. do you want to know why? it's because you're always wrapping blankies around that damn cat.

[ana-shelley]

More Angel Boper doodles bc I'm obsessed (I am not immune to cutie patooties)

[lemonade-drlnker]

Sargent Boper

[rainbowgetscreative]

Caved and made a welcomesona. Meet Boper Bashful!

[villainship]

Shae Vizla server's "cool names" gang:

- Republic - Gem (he/him; a shadow knight who should not be a Jedi. Vaguely inaccurate version of Lyir's dad! Hanging out w/ Lyir's mom, Vu'lan), Ryme (she/her; scoundrel version of Riia, named more like the original OC), Zahied (he/him; a Jedi sage?? and a mirialan??? Familiar, somehow...)

- Imperial - [Lord] Vardin (she/her; lightning sorc and Liio's mom), Meringue (she/her; soft, fluffy vang-agent who has certainly never done violence), Hax ([dial-up modem noises]; bounty-hunting operative, aka. boperative)

[playstation-lichenthrope]

Now that it's no longer March 31st.

Get in.

DUDE DONT PUT ME IN THE FUCKING FAKE PNG???? WHAT THE HELLLLLLL 😭😭😭

Just as I'm about to sleep too... Fucked up and evil man.