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@codenamejudas from here
"NARK!"
"Tell it to the firetruck judge, drug dealer!"
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Are those gummies on the floor?
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How much of a Sinner are you?
Ha ha. Very funny.
Better than some of the other ones I've seen around here, though...
Like this one, this one, and most definitely this one.
Funny how the demon is the most 'innocent' of the lot, but considering the sinners, I think that checks out. Crowley was never the best at being a demon and humans were always better at sinning, I think.
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"Aye aye, captain!" accompanied by a little mock salute. "Think I owe you a drink for the damages so far on his behalf."
Crowley visibly bristles at the idea that Dennis is capable of causing him any damage, but after a moment's pause---

"S'pose a drink wouldn't hurt."
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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.
#(hope this is good for our first interaction!! if not let me know and I’ll change stuff)#(Judas is about to be jumpscared by a puppet lol)#ONE WEIRD TIP-in character#NOWS YOUR CHANCE TO BE A-crossover verse#codenamejudas
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25. Does your muse consider romantic holidays (such as Valentine’s) important to celebrate when in a relationship?
Beyond a convenient excuse to exchange presents or set time aside, no.
They're just dumb fun that drives business, and the experience is generally better indulging before or after. Festivals where celebrating lovers is a secondary component can have merit, though.
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“Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?”
Terrible First Meeting Starters
🌀 "Um... maybe. The mission didn't go very well." 🐈⬛
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Sir there is an infestation of plastic flamingos.
"It's not an infestation, it's a concert, and as soon as the show's over the gracious host is going to clean up after himself and his guests or else there will be hell to pay."
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@codenamejudas - from [X]
"Hmm. 'Too unseen to be true'? Guess you just have to step into the light and make yourself be seen, then, don't you?"
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"... In the grocery store of all damn places?"
He's picking up Judas...
And putting him on the highest shelf possible.
#muse: alphonso knoxx#codenamejudas#dash commentary#lissen up you hotshots! ~ { crack }#IT WAS RIGHT THERE I'M SORRY LMFAOOO
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@codenamejudas from here
“Yea, what’s up?”
Dennis makes a loose gesture at the pile of boiled ostrich eggs sitting in the playpen corner. "These you?"
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Meme | Affection Meme | @codenamejudas
🤜 to give my muse a noogie (hard mode: trying not to kebab himself in the process)
A shriek left the Hart when she was snared and nuggied. Heh.. it brought back a flash of a memory from a time long since passed. A friend from another era that often showed affection the same way. Haze blurred their face, but the bushy shock of hair that was rusty-brown and grey was distinctive.
She could sit on that burst of remembrance later, though. For now, she had a counterattack to launch. "Hah!" Leaning forward, she made sure to get more of Judas' weight on her before adjust one shoulder and hand.... and proceeding to flip him up and over her own frame, head tilted down to avoid him being skewered by her tines.
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~~don't let judas know mephisto smells like the good jolly ranchers. unicron designated him the watermelon kind and he still hasn't recovered~~
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Annoying, most definitely. Perceptive, depends on the day. “Mhm, good point, good point. Counter point- if he’s trying to be a nuisance to you about it, that Nothing might make it’s way back to Mr. Fell. So like, is it the kind of Nothing I gotta play damage control with or...?”
"Ngk."

The only thing worse than Aziraphale finding out about this 'Nothing' is him finding out because some teenage kid decided to run his mouth.
"Erm...maybe---yeah, maybe that wouldn't be a bad idea..."
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"Alright, here’s what you do. Get yourself a good, sharp stake. Drive it right through his heart."
"Ugh! May I at least change into a dress I don't mind getting dirty first?"
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Inventory Check!
Send ‘Inventory Check’ to see an item from my inventory!
It's a case of six bottles of Jack Daniel’s Tennessee whiskey.
Scrawling a note on a side panel of the wooden crate whisks you away to a specified concert in the past seventy years. Downside is that you’ve got to finish the entire case during the set to get back home, lest ye be lost in the tides of time forever. It replenishes on September 2nd every third year.
Plan on a wicked hangover. Or alcohol poisoning. Whichever comes first.
Better with friends! (Maybe not ones you meet at the concert, though?)
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