#ghostgothgeek

[kinglazrus]

Wip Game

Tagged by @dekalko-mania and @bibliophilea! Check out Dekal's answers here, and Bib's answers here.

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

So... I have a lot of wips for a lot of fandoms. To make things easier, I'm only putting the DP ones, otherwise this list would have like 100 fics, maybe more. Also not doing wips that I've posted chapters for.

First date redo

Behind enemy lines

The Hunter

Multitudes

Laundry Day

Alike in Immortality original

Treat

Trick

GUTS

LAIR

Empty Grave

Love Yourself

Ph is for Failure

Lost in Time

Mind of Our Own

Afternoon Snack

Body

Death of my Enemy

Field Trip Gone Wrong

Ghost ptsd

Kingly Woes

No Place Like Home

Paulina v Dash

The Other Side

Therapy for the Recently Deceased

Came Back Wrong (Again)

GIW Perspective

Human Again

Tarot & Stalker

The Games We Play

The Hunted

Time Loop

Crush My Lungs

What They Made You

Ice in His Veins

Sand for His Heart

why the fuck am i starting a new story

Written Destiny

Sandman

Dan's Return

Dani afraid of danny

Everyone knows

Fog-splatter

Ghost Child

Green-Eye Boy

Hanahaki's disease

In Time

Interrogation

It Never Happened

Just a Little Different

Keeping Curfew

Kwan

Light Sensitivity

Maddie.exe

Outsider pov

Portal Danny

Quarantine

residual powers

Sam

Shiptember 9.30

Sidney Poindexter

Stuck

(redacted)

The Funeral

Unbecoming

Unfinished Business

week fic

Welcome to the Neighbourhood

I will not be tagging as many people as wips because that's just way too many, but if anyone sees this and wants to do it, feel free! I love seeing these.

@q-gorgeous @nickelodeonstudios @ghostgothgeek @lexosaurus @wastefulreverie @underforeversgrace

[raynewolferune]

Shout out to ghostgothgeek for being a real MVP! This is an amazing map reference for all your Amity Park needs!

Map of Amity Park

So I did a bunch of research and traced over the map the GIW had in DCMH and extended it to try and build a map of Amity Park. I also paid close attention to locations and places named in canon. I am by no means an artist, map maker, photoshop pro, or civil engineer; I just wanted a general reference map for the phandom to use. 

Here is where I place Amity Park. We know AP isn’t in Michigan or Wisconsin, but is most likely a day drive away from Madison (Bitter Reunions). AP is a decent sized city of itself, so I can see it being an outskirt of a large city like Chicago. Lancer mentions the Northwestern Testing, and Northwestern University is in Evanston, IL, which is why I placed it where it is.

LIST OF PLACES (in great detail): 

Keep reading

[echoghost1]

The Group Project From Hell

Word Count: 3396

For: @ghostgothgeek

Summary: Danny and Tucker get stuck working with someone that they really don't want to

My final contribution to Phic Phight during the time limit (and just barely at that)!

*throws confetti and then cries*

Anywho....

You can read the fic on AO3 or down below the cut as per usual!

“Alright class, I need you to break up into groups of three,” the teacher started and immediately the room broke into chaos as everyone started to gather up with their friends. Most could just share a look and nod or point to each other. Others decided they needed to push their desks together now. And a few had to cross the room because they had been separated for talking too much.

Danny and Tucker just reached out across the small aisle between them and held hands with each other without even needing to look. They would have reached for Sam too, but she didn’t have this class with them.

Once most of the class had reached their favorite people, and a couple of larger groups had finished debating over how they would break up, the teacher spoke up again.

“Is anyone not in a group?” the teacher asked as they looked around the room for any stragglers.

One lone hand made itself known.

“Ah, well let’s see,” the teacher pondered aloud as they scanned the room for the perfect place to put them.

It was then that Danny realized that his group was the only option. He slowly sunk into his seat and was torn between actually making himself and Tucker invisible or just letting this happen.

His only hope was that maybe the teacher would just not perceive them like usual.

He was not that lucky.

“Ah, perfect!” the teacher said with a single clap, “Why don’t you join Mr. Fenton and Mr. Foley.”

Knowing there was no way out of it, Danny just huffed and tried not to glare at the unwanted addition to his team.

The odd man out looked between the two with a wince and turned back towards the teacher, “Can’t I just work alone instead?”

The teacher rolled their eyes with a scoff, “The project is too large for one person. Unless of course there’s a problem?”

The way they asked sounded a lot more threatening than any of them liked, so they all just agreed to work together for fear of the consequences.

“Excellent! Now here is the rubric and let’s go over the project,” they said with a smile as if they hadn’t just vaguely threatened their students into forced cooperation.

“So,” Danny started crossing his arms with a frown as their third member slowly walked his desk over to join them, “who are we working with?”

He sighed, knowing full well what he was referring to, “Elliot.”

“You sure it isn’t, oh what was it?” Danny asked, pretending to remember the fake name the other boy had used.

“I believe it was Gregor,” Tucker supplied helpfully and with just as much annoyance in his voice that Danny felt. “From Hungry.”

Elliot threw his head back with a sigh, “I said I was sorry about that.”

“Yeah, whatever.” Danny spat and redirected his anger at the rubric instead.

The project was way too big for one person. It seemed a little daunting for three.

Tucker, the organized blessing that he was, already started to break down the project into much more manageable pieces. “Okay, I think if we can decide on a topic today, share contact info and after-school schedules, we can have an easier time lining up any group meetups and get this thing done in no time.”

Danny smiled and pulled out his notebook and flipped open to a blank page, “okay here’s my number and address and this is Tuck’s,” he finished and tore off the written section and handed it over and then slid his notebook over with his pencil, “you can just write your info there.”

Just because the guy irritated him, didn’t mean he couldn’t be civil. Besides he was willing to give him another chance, he just had to get his annoyance out of the way first.

“I don’t give my number out to just anyone,” Elliot said as he leaned back and refused to take the offering.

Danny just blinked.

Did he really just say that?

“Dude how are we going to contact you outside of class?” Tucker asked, shocked by the blatant disrespect.

Danny was doing his very best not to let the anger bleed into his eyes.

“I’ll text you if I need you,” he said as he snatched the note Danny wrote for him.

“Okay,” Danny said with as much restraint as possible as he slapped his hand on his notebook and slid it back onto his desk. “Fine.”

Tucker flipped the page of their packet and skimmed the page, “So, topics?” he said, clearly doing his best to just keep the ball rolling.

“I don’t care.” Elliot shrugged and pulled his phone out pointedly not participating.

Danny turned in his chair so he only looked at Tucker, “What are our options?”

“I’m glad you asked,” Tucker responded, also locking eyes with Danny and joining him in aggressively ignoring Elliot.

Tucker then read through the list as if it was just the two of them. He shared the page and pointed out the topics that he liked or that he thought Danny would like. Once they had marked the ones they liked the best they looked back to Elliot to see if he had any opinions at all.

“I don’t know if I really like any of those ones.”

“Which ones didn’t you like? The ones we pointed out or just the whole list?” Danny asked and if this guy said the whole list he was going to throw him out the window.

He shrugged, “I don’t know, all of them?”

This boy better get ready to be defenestrated.

Ha, see he could use that word in his everyday life! It wasn’t useless knowledge. Suck on that, Jazz!

Tucker had to forcibly push Danny back into his seat. “I know, buddy, I know.”

“We’re on the first floor. He’ll be fine.” Danny said through clenched teeth.

Tucker turned to just stare at him, stopping his calming shoulder pats due to his confusion. “I’m still not a telepath Danny.”

“Oh yeah.” sometimes he forgot that just because he was thinking it didn’t mean that anyone else was. But so often it seemed like everyone else knew what he was thinking before he even said anything.

Luckily his friends were always gentle with the reminder. They didn’t make him feel stupid or laugh at him when he did.

“I was just thinking how nice it would be to defenestrate him.”

Tucker snickered but shook his head all the same, “Dude, no. You haven’t gotten detention in like three weeks now, don’t ruin your streak.”

“Come on!”

“No! You would just get expelled or whatever.” he said, still chuckling at the idea of Danny yeeting that jerk with no hesitation, “Totally not worth it,” he reassured.

Danny huffed but relented all the same, “Fine. I won’t.” he locked eyes with Elliot, “This time.”

“Are you threatening me?” the blonde asked, finally reacting properly to his current situation.

“I don’t know? Am I?” Danny retorted back sarcastically.

“God, what did I ever do to you?”

“You lied to my best friend.”

“I said sorry. Besides she’s the only one who should be mad, and she forgave me already.”

“I know,” Danny mumbled.

And it was true. Sam had forgiven him. She said that sometimes people do silly things when they think they’re in love. Or just in high school in general.

“And I was willing to give you a second chance but you rejected my peace offering, so screw you.”

“What peace offering? You glared daggers when the teacher forced us together.”

“And then I was trying to get past that, and then you were difficult and didn’t just give your info. It’s not like we’re ever going to contact you after this project is over? Heck, I’ll probably just delete your number the second we’re done!”

Elliot rolled his eyes, “Oh my god you are so dramatic.”

“Says the guy who took that ‘world’s a stage’ line a bit too literal.”

“Well I am a thespian,” he said with too much emphasis as he pressed a hand to his chest as he peacocked.

“TMI?” Danny had no idea what thespian meant and couldn’t help but notice how it rhymed with lesbian. He was pretty sure the two words had nothing to do with each other, and even if they did it really didn’t make any sense given what they had been talking about.

Elliot’s stupid vocabulary just made Danny annoyed all over again.

“It means I’m an actor.” Elliot deadpanned. “I mean honestly you throw around the word defenestrate like you know what it means.” he laughed to himself before giving Danny a condescending smirk, “Do you even know what it means?”

Danny felt his jaw tighten so much that his dentist was probably wincing, “Defenestrate. The act of throwing someone out a window.” He stood up to his full height and loomed over Elliot as best he could while the blonde was still sitting down, “Would you like me to use it in a sentence?”

“Code green!” Tucker shouted as he shot up out of his seat and pulled Danny down so they were both squatting behind their chairs, “You need a minute?”

“Yes,” Danny said resting his chin on his knees and doing his best to relax.

Despite that his parents seemed to think that all ghost’s emotions were fake, Danny had found that the more he had gotten used to his ghost side, the stronger he reacted to things. He never used to get so angry. Or to do so, so quickly.

Of course, his parents attributed his outbursts to teen hormones. He really wanted them to be right, but just knew that they weren’t. One look at the crazed-up fruit loop pretty much blew that theory out of the water.

His fingers threaded their way into his hair as he tried to block out the bad thoughts and focus on the mantra Jazz had taught him when he finally admitted to having emotional control issues.

“I control my emotions. They don’t control me. I control my emotions. They don’t control me. I control my emotions. They don’t control me. They don’t control me. They don’t control me.”

Danny took a breath and finally relaxed. This might not be ideal, but he was getting better at calming himself down again.

He stood up and took his seat. "Sorry about that."

Elliot scoffed as he scrolled on his phone.

"I'm sorry about earlier. You're right," he sighed, "I was being dramatic. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you."

Elliot just stared at him for a bit. Blinked. Then shrugged and looked back at his phone, "Yeah, whatever freak. Let's just get this project over with."

Danny stopped listening. He was honestly surprised he got past the word. The word. Why did he have to call him the one thing that hurt the most?

Stupid heightened ghost emotions and stupid Elliot for poking at his insecurities. He took a breath and tried to focus on the conversation.

He pointed lazily at the packet on Tucker's desk, "We picked a topic already. Let's just divide up the-”

Before Elliot could finish his sentence Tucker interrupted, “Stop.” he said in such a serious tone that both boys looked over at him.

“I’m going to need you to apologize to Danny, right now.”

Elliot scoffed and opened his mouth to say something, probably rude based on his expression, but Tucker just held up his finger.

“I wasn’t done yet,” he said and Danny could almost taste the simmering anger that radiated off of Tucker like the heat waves that made mirages in the desert.

But why was he mad? Why? Did Danny do something wrong? Why did he always ruin everything he touched?

“Hey, I’m not mad at you,” Tucker reassured softly before returning his ire back on Elliot. “Now I know you don’t know us very well, so I’m willing to give you a warning. Danny is like a post-credits grinch. There are just certain things we don’t do. Now, if you would kindly apologize for your rude remark we can get back to work.”

“What are you even talking about?”

“Tucker, it’s fine,” Danny muttered because he really just wanted this whole day to be over already.

Tucker sighed before turning to look at Danny directly, “Is it?”

Danny couldn’t meet his eye. Of course, it wasn’t actually fine. He just didn’t want to make it a big deal. Elliot clearly didn’t do it on purpose so it was fine. He was fine.

If he told himself he was fine enough times maybe it would be true.

It was quiet for a few seconds before Tucker refocused on their project.

Danny did his best to contribute even though he was still feeling a little down. Elliot kept being the worst and only actively worked on anything when the teacher was looking.

Tucker wrote down a few things for them all to work on for the week and suggested they meet up in the library on Wednesday after school to go over what they had done up to that point.

Elliot gave a very lazy and barely committal agreement to be there before the bell rang and they were finally able to leave.

It wasn’t until they were at Danny’s locker, did it feel like he could breathe properly.

“You sure you’re okay?” Tucker asked as he leaned against the locker next to Danny’s so when he opened the door, he’d still be in view.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Tucker was quiet and Danny didn’t need to see it to know he was making that face. The one where he knows Danny is lying and he should just come clean already.

“Why’d you have to call me a Post-Credits Grinch?!” he whined and hated every second of it. “You know I hate that movie!”

Tucker bit his lip as he tried not to laugh at Danny’s reaction, “It’s just because you’ve got a big heart? And it’s kind of like it grew three sizes recently, right?” he shrugged and added, “It was either that or reference that one vine and say you’re sensitive. But I knew you wouldn’t like that.”

“Oh well, thanks for the save, Aubrey.”

Tucker snapped into double finger guns, “Anytime, D-man!”

Danny snorted and shoved his textbook into his locker a little harder than he meant to, “Don’t,” he shook his head and couldn’t hold back his laugh, “Don’t ever do that again.”

“Not gonna happen.” Tucker playfully punched his shoulder, “Besides, it got you to laugh, didn’t it?”

Danny rolled his eyes, but he did have a point. Tucker always knew how to make him feel better. More like himself.

Less like a freak.

===============================================

It was Wednesday. School had ended about ten minutes ago.

Tucker and Danny had come in about two to three minutes later than they had intended, thanks to the Box Ghost and the unfortunate delivery man that had crossed his path.

Tucker sent Elliot a text once they got there apologizing for being a few minutes late and asking where he had set up.

There was a slight delay before Elliot texted back. First to ask how Tucker had gotten his number, to which Tucker simply said “A magician never reveals his secrets.”

Then Elliot finally admitted that he wasn’t at the library. He said he had something he needed to do first but he would be there soon.

Then it was radio silence.

Danny found a nice table in the back corner that was partially hidden behind the old reference textbooks. He liked it because it was secluded and quiet.

Tucker teased him and said he actually liked it because it was the darkest and spookiest corner.

Danny just blew a raspberry at him.

The pair got out everything they needed and took over the large wooden table. Each of them taking turns to go over their respective progress and discussing what they still needed to do.

It wasn’t until the librarian came around told them that she needed to close up for the night, did they realize that Elliot never came.

“What are the odds he hasn’t done anything yet?” Danny asked as he packed his things back into his backpack.

“Happy thoughts, Danny. Let’s just focus on our own work.”

Danny just nodded and made sure to securely zip his bag shut while also maintaining the structural integrity of it. It wouldn’t do him any good if he broke the zipper.

Sure he’d still be able to get in if he needed to, thanks to his ghost powers, but it would have been because of his ghost powers that the bag was broken. Also, it would be hard to explain why, or how, he was still using a broken bag to those who didn’t know his secret.

Which would be pretty much everyone.

“So you wanna go to my place and continue? Mom’s making lasagna tonight and it’ll probably be ready by the time we get there!” he said as he fidgeted with excitement.

He did love Mrs. Foley’s double meat lasagna. “Yeah alright, I just gotta call home first.”

“Yes!” Tucker fist pumped and sent a quick text to his mom.

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Danny didn’t mean to fall asleep at Tucker’s on a school night, he really didn’t.

On one hand, they ended up getting a lot done on their project. He got to eat so much yummy food that never once had a chance at coming back to life and trying to eat him, which is his favorite quality in food. His second favorite quality is, being not poison.

Also, Tucker’s house was always way warmer than his house ever was, and it was nice to just curl up in a pile of pillows and relax, because nothing in that house was designed specifically to kill him. It was a lovely little vacation.

The only downside was he hadn’t packed any clothes so all he had to wear was what he had come in. And wearing the same outfit two days in a row in the middle of the week, wasn’t exactly a good look.

Tucker was nice enough to offer his closet, which Danny happily accepted. Only Tucker had grown a few inches in the last year or so and was now taller than Danny. Also a little wider in the shoulders.

Good thing Danny liked to wear baggy clothes!

Of course, Dash made fun of him for his ill-fitting outfit almost immediately. It was like the guy had some sort of sixth sense that always picked up Danny no matter where he was.

When they got to their group project class, Tucker mentioned that they had gotten a lot done and if Elliot could type up what he had and send it to Tucker he could add it to the slide show they had started.

Elliot just shrugged and said he’d send it.

Tucker cleared his throat and added, “Please do so before midnight on Friday.” then he texted him his email address so he had no excuse not to.

“Yeah okay, whatever.”

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It was Saturday night. Danny was lounging on Tucker’s bed while he waited for Tucker to come back from the bathroom.

The notification ding went off on Tucker’s phone but Danny knew better than to touch the phone without Tucker’s permission. That didn’t stop him from floating over the phone a few inches and just looking at the screen while it was still lit.

Elliot had finally emailed his portion of the project.

Well wasn’t that nice of him to do so at, Danny looked at the time and saw it was past ten.

Lovely.

It was even better when Tucker got to open the email and the file he sent was just a text file.

“Why would you do that?” Tucker asked as he just stared at the icon, “In what world is that necessary?”

They were both glued to the screen and held their breath as Tucker clicked download and opened the file.

It was the most barebones weak excuse of his share that he could have possibly given.

“We aren’t sleeping this weekend, are we?” Danny asked knowing full well what the answer was.

“I should have let you throw him out of the window when I had the chance.”

[phandomphightclub]

Round 1 Match 26: @ghostgothgeek vs. @five-rivers

Writer: @dannyphandump

“Wi-fi network has been recalibrated,” Vic said as she reentered the VIP box.

“So that’s why my PDA stopped working,” Tucker mumbled, poking at the device.  Tali hadn’t been aware that the real world technology could connect with the ghostly wi-fi at all, but apparently Tucker wasn’t about to get left without Internet access, even in a different dimension.

“Would you rather have that or have Technus hack you?”  Tali asked, slurping a peppermint hot chocolate.  Reyna had delivered drinks and Rosie’s non-dairy cheesy bread between the rounds, which seemed to satisfy Sam’s desire for vegan options.

“Psh.  Technus couldn’t hack me if he tried.  He’s still running Windows XP.”

“Says the one who still owns a PDA in the year 2020,” Vic pointed out.

“A highly modded, graphically-enhanced, *blah blah blah tech mumble no one cares* PDA.”

“Whatever,” Tali said, not bothering to pretend that they understood.  “Match 26: @ghostgothgeek vs. @five-rivers! PHIGHT!”

They two adult ghosts had been flew into the arena.  Steph (ghostgothgeek) had a sack slung over her shoulder and was trailed by a blue spectral wolf.  Mar (five-rivers) was hovering with the aid of her cardigan, which had split into six patterned wings that fluttered like a mesmerizing dance.

Steph shook off the wings’ thrall, though, and signalled for her wolf to attack.  

“Nice try.  Get ‘em, Lie!”  Mar grinned, and a small but big-eyed ghost with moth antennae leapt off her shoulder.

“Is this gonna be like a Pokemon battle?”  Tucker asked, sitting on the edge of his seat.

Sam hushed him, probably tired of him taking up the limited amount of speaking lines in the drabble.

It was, however, not like a pokemon battle.  Tali was pretty sure that eating your opponent wasn’t allowed in those.

The wolf burped loudly.  Mar’s eye twitched.

“Lie…”

“That bug thing is gonna respawn, right?”  Tucker showed a surprising amount of concern.  Maybe he still thought ghosts were like Pokemon.

“Uh… yeah, sure, let’s go with that.”  Tali shrugged.  Ghost-animal biology and regeneration was not one of their areas of expertise.

“Sorry, Mar.”  Steph winced.  “Can I offer you some glitter in these trying times?”

Mar nodded, and Steph sprinkled a handful of glitter from her sack on her head.

Tali hummed The Circle of Life into the kazoo.  “Five-rivers is unable to battle!  Ghostgothgeek wins!”

[sweepweep]

Hooray!

Defining Home

The Other Half of Us

GET OUT OF MY HEAD

Rest Assured/Post-Drowning

Long-Form, Appetite-for-Destruction Based

Married… Divorced…… It’s Complicated??? Figure this out

He actually hits the window this time (bad)

Uuuuuh no-pressure tag time!

@aulga @qrystalqueers @belleyells @ninja-knox-ur-sox-off @phantomrose96 @sarcasticscribbles @ghostgothgeek

ty @shoot-i-messed-up for inviting me (technically my main blog @light-the-spark-of-dawn but I realized that some of the people I'm gonna tag might not know that one) to this ask game

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

WIPs:

Kim & Kal

Ichibayashi

Uncle Hal

Branching Paths

@effietrinket1619 @ikibli @oceanicairways @aj-artjunkyard you've been drafted (no pressure) and anyone else who sees this and wants to play can also join in!

[urfavefoughtslenderman]

USER @ghostgothgeek​ FOUGHT SLENDERMAN IN A DENNY’S PARKING LOT!

requested by anonymous !

[horrendoushag]

Oh yeah almost forgot to mention, I’m @ghostgothgeek

[dannyphandompositivity]

@ghostgothgeek

You’ve spread so much chaos. But from that chaos??? You literally helped spark and inspire people to want to be part of this phandom. I know you’ve been a bit down about your chaos, but it’s really helped this phandom. The shitposting you’ve done helped people feel more at ease in coming into the phandom, and you seemingly revived a deep seated love of Amethyst Ocean in many people, including myself. Continue to inspire.

[kinglazrus]

15 Questions 15 Mutuals

The rules are: Answer the 15 questions and tag 15 of your mutuals.

Thank you @hannahmanderr for the tag! The previous post was getting long, so I'm restarting, but you can see Hannah's answers here!

Are you named after anyone? Nope! My name was picked off a baby list.

2. When was the last time you cried? Yesterday? Two days ago? It was over a fic. It's always over a fic.

3. Do you have kids? My OCs are my children.

4. What sports do you play/have played? Hockey, soccer, ringette, and softball. Does it count if I was forced to join the school team in middle school because there were only six girls?? Because then also volleyball, badminton, and basketball.

5. Do you use sarcasm? No I have never ever used sarcasm in my entire life (yes literally all the time).

6. What's the first thing you notice about people? Honestly, I have never paid enough attention to know what I notice first. Clothes I guess?

7. What's your eye color? Blue

8. Scary movies or Happy endings You say this like scary movies can't have happy(ish) endings.

9. Any talents? uhhhhhhhhh I can write okay

10. Where were you born? Canada

11. What are your hobbies? Writing. Reading. Video games.

12. Do you have any pets? I wish :(

13. How tall are you? 5'4" maybe?

14. Favourite subject in school Art and English!

15. Dream Job? Author author author author author author

Sorry if any of you have been tagged in this already!

@q-gorgeous @lexosaurus @wastefulreverie @ghostgothgeek @nickelodeonstudios @fablepatron @lexiepiper @xscarletsakurax @dammmithardison @itsthwippingtime @katphantom69 @eeveefgh @bibliophilea @strawberrycamel @underforeversgrace

[lexovorus]

Apparently I am everyone.

[yourfaveislexovorus]

@ghostgothgeek from Tumblr is secretly @lexovorus.

[jl-artsandcreations]

This is a little birthday gift for @ghostgothgeek (its her ghost sona)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPH 💚

[yourfaveissecretlydannyphandump]

@ghostgothgeek is secretly @dannyphandump

[phandomphightclub]

Round 2 Match 13: @q-gorgeous vs. @ghostgothgeek

Writer: @dannyphandump

Danny had objected loudly to Technus joining them in the VIP box, but true to the electronic ghost’s word, he’d “played nice.”  Technus kept trying to engage the younger ghost in a debate on the merits of Fortnite versus Minecraft, but Danny was keeping his opinions, whatever they were, to himself.  Tali vaguely considered asking Technus if he’d ever played Kingdom Hearts, but considering they couldn’t afford to spend the next three hours on a tangent about that, they kept quiet.

At least Technus hadn’t realized the Minecraft blocks surrounding them were stolen yet.  Maybe there was still hope for this round to go smoothly.

“Alright frootloops, finish placing your orders, head to your seats, and get ready for the first match of the evening!  Hailing from the Far Frozen, a ghost who doesn’t need sound to strike fear into the hearts of mortal and ghost alike, it’s Gorgi!”

Applause shook the stadium, and a few ghosts tossed broken crayons into the ring like confetti.

“And their opponent, a mysterious ghost from the Ectoplasmic Expanse, only known to be summoned by the dulcet tunes of the Jonas Brothers— it’s Steph!”

More applause, plus someone blasting “Year 3000” out of an old boombox.

“Ooh, I love this song!”  Technus said before pulling out some dance moves that belonged back in the 80s.

Tali liked the song too, and it was hard not to join in the horrible dancing.  Maybe that would be Steph’s secret weapon?

“PHIGHT!”

Gorgi quickly summoned their crayon-claws and lunged for Steph’s wolf, who had been the main weapon in her last match.  The claws cut a hole in the wolf’s pelt that leaked… glitter?

“Ouch.”  Technus winced.  “Those crayons hurt.”

Right, he’d interfered in Gorgi’s match last time, not that he’d helped their opponent much.  Maybe it was better to have Technus here where Tali could keep an eye on him.

“Better check again, Technus.”  Danny smirked, pointing down at the wolf.  They’d recovered and were now running circles around Gorgi, trailing glitter as they did.  The music swelled with each lap, until “NOT MUCH HAD CHANGED BUT THEY LIVED UNDERWATER” threaten to deafen them.

Maybe Tali needed to enforce a noise limit.  But where was the fun in that?

“Ah… what are you…?” Gorgi fell to their knees.

Steph smirked.  “Sending you to the year 3000, friend.  Tell me if the Jonas Brothers have outsold Kelly Clarkson.”

With that, the ring of glitter swirled into a portal that sucked Gorgi through.

“Wow, the year 3000? Imagine the kind of technology they have there!  I wonder if I’ve taken over the world by then.”  Technus beamed as he lost himself in his imagination.

“Keep dreaming.”  Danny rolled his eyes.

Tali played a few notes of Burnin’ Up on the kazoo, just for variety.  “Gorgi is unable to battle!  Steph wins!”

[swampusplanet]

RIP Steph . You were a Great Person and a Wonderful Source for Shrek Memes . May you have a Good Afterlife in the Ghost Zone . u_u

[lexovorus]

More evidence.