#mr. novoice

[melodythebunny]

wanted to practice with my markers a bit today

And also wanted to draw wally and some ocs

Mr. Novoice - @ninjastormhawkkat

Lil Lucy - @chaoticerisstuff

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Wally: Mr.novoice? He hardly talks to anyone. A strange neighbor indeed. Perhaps i can convince him to come out of his shell

Also him @ Mr.novoice: 👁️ 👁️ ✂️

Nothing suspicious going on here. Not at all. 😉

[melodythebunny]

Eva has questions

Feat. Mr. Novoice @ninjastormhawkkat and Lucy @erraticeris

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Random thought.

Nate working. Wally comes in with a baby winnie. "I found a baby." Nate nodding not really listening bc he's engulfed in work. "Mhmm that's nice"

"can we keep her?"

"yes-"

Nate pauses. "What!? Who's child is this!?"

Wally: ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Pfft lol. Wally Surprise adopt's Winnie. ooo For the New Neighbor's au lore, if Nate did allow Wally to keep her and nothing bad happened to them, then she might become a certain someone's relative 😈

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Nate wouldn't call himself insane or very imaginative. So there was no way he would be chatting with a puppet.

And yet here he was talking to one.

A live puppet. Couldn't say breathing because Wally didn't have lungs. And yet he sighed, whistled, gasped, wheezed, and huffed. As…if he did have lungs. He sang, he talked, he walked. All on his own. He did not, however, blink.

He was a puppet after all. Made out of cotton sewn into colorful fabric with thread and buttons. A creation from his creator's imagination. The absurdity of it all!

Though that just added to the strange and uncanniness of his existence. An enigma. Nate wasn't even sure when or how Wally was even alive….he just was.

"I can't remember…" Wally said when he was asked. He exhales as if sighing a bit. "I suppose…maybe I've just been alive the whole time." His eyes stared almost blankly and yet at the same time full of life. His gaze was unwavering. Staring directly at Nate. And that's the thing about Wally. He enjoyed STARING.

It had creeped Nate out more times than he could count. He had come to learn that was just how Wally was. He wasn't staring, most times to be intentionally creepy or even intimidating (ha! That would be funny in a way. A 3 foot puppet being intimidating…) though when in the dark or dim lit places, he looked like he could be in a horror flick instead of a kids TV show.

Even now as Nate sat at his workspace, the thought still plagued him.

He felt someone staring at him. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. "Hello Wally." Nate said knowing it was him before he even heard the pit patter on his shoes tapping on the floor. "Hello neighbor" Wally's soft and almost monotone voice said as he neared. His black eyes bored into Nate's green one. Once eye contact was made it was hard to look away. Like an unspoken game of eye staring….an eye staring contest.

It was like this for a few moments before Wally looked away. His eyes looked at what Nate had been working on. "What's this?" He asks, curiously. "Just another prop in the works." Nate says, cracking a small smile. "For the next episode, Julie is hosting a mock business meeting. I am a bit behind on props making so I am staying here late to finish."

"That's nice." Wally says softly. He paused as if wanting to ask Nate something. His hands fidgeted a bit as he held them.

"Is something the matter?" Nate asked, looking at Wally. The puppet opened his mouth a bit, hesitant. "Well, I was wondering…" he began. "Since you have a lot of props to make…maybe… maybe I could lend a hand?" Wally asked. The puppet sounded nervous and unsure which was a bit different than how he usually acted. He looked at Nate waiting for a response. Nate nodded. "Sure I don't see why not." The man said.

Wally's permanent grin seemed to smile wider. The stitches being tugged at. "Whoa careful now." Nate says. As much as he was happy to see the puppet genuinely smile, he was ripping his stitches. The prop maker wasn't sure if it was painful or not. He knew his coworkers would begin to question why Wally was getting tears on him.. "Ah right…" Wally said, stopping himself.

Nate was among the few people that even knew Wally was alive. And had been adamant about keeping that secret. Wally couldn't understand why. If he was real shouldn't he just be allowed to do whatever? However the puppet figured there had to be a reason behind it. And this decided to keep his existence a secret.

He didn't stay mulling over this fact for very long, due to the excitement he felt. His fingers itched to create.

"Here I have spare brushes and paint." Nate says gesturing to his art supplies toolbox. Wally practically ran over to the box. His hands dug in and picked up a small paint set.

"Thanks Nate!" The puppet chirped. The man smiled. "No problem Wally."

And that's how Wally ended up helping him with the props. They chatted in-between, mostly about silly episodes or ideas they had. Eventually Wally found himself rambling about something that had bugged him. Nate would give an occasional sound of affirmation and say I see among a few other short sentences.

Not that Wally minded. He was happy to be able to get whatever was in his chest out. Right now he talked about how there wasn't enough apples around the studio.

"I just thought that maybe we should have at least one apple hidden somewhere in every area! Then it could be like a search and find. The one with the most apples wins!" Wally mused as he held up a prop he had painted on top of. It is dry now.

"That's a good idea, don't you think so Nate?" Wally asked his friend suddenly. Silence was his only response….

"Right Nate -?" Wally paused. Not having heard his friend speak for some time. The puppet turned around, concerned about the prop maker. His eyes landed on Nate's sleeping form. The man's paintbrush had fallen out of his hand, as he slumped on his desk. "Ah…" Wally said, lowering the prop in his hand. He then softly chuckled. Right…sleep. Humans needed sleep.

He also knew Nate's prop work was due the next morning before shooting began. With Nate sleeping, he would not be done in time. The props needed time to dry after all. He stared at the unfinished work. "I could work with this!" He muses.

….

In the morning, Nate sat up, realizing he hadn't meant to pass out. He sat up adjusting his glasses on his face. The first thing he saw was the assortment of props that had been made. Even the one he fell asleep doing was completed. Wally was no longer in sight, a red apple sat on Nate's desk. A small note that read. "Apple @:)"

Gift fic for you!

aww I love this, wholesomeness from the past. Lol Wally is really obsessed with apples pfft.

[ninjastormhawkkat]

(sorry hit enter again XD) Well I'll leave random headcanons

Even though they're not blood related, Benny and Mirabelle view dr.dunsbrow like an uncle figure.

Mr. No voice ofc isn't a character in the welcome home show. However it's.posible his character was almost concept before the former worker of the studies got yeeted into the role

That's okay. I enjoy the headcanons.

Mr. Novoice had siblings and a crush on someone before he was put in the show by force As to why he can't talk. His mouth isn't sewn shut. Something happened in the ritual that made him forever silent. It wasn't good. Mr. Novoice's name, though he can't recall it well, was Nathan Baxter. He was 27 when he was "put into" the show as a puppet. He enjoys the smell of lilacs even though he can't really sniff stuff anymore.

Dr. Dunsbrow - he does't like his name made into an acronym. For obvious reasons.

He took a vacation period after Bob was arrested for his crimes the first time. He took another one after Bob died. -His only family is one sister and some other nieces and nephews.

[ninjastormhawkkat]

in a universe where everything is fine or at least alright

Nate takes wally and his friends out to see real snow

In the show the snow is just fake and a prop

Ooo yes aww