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maslosstuff · 5 months ago

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The recurring characters of Macchio Falls! There are more to come in the future

Information about each character is below

Bash Johnson (Junior)- The high school quarter back and stereotypical school bully. He keeps those lesser than him under his thumb; even bullying teachers to give him an A+. There’s nobody he hates more than the ninja, he vows vengeance from the ninja for stealing his spotlight

Morgan Kranski (Junior)- The Deputy Mayor’s vain and spoiled daughter. She can destroy a girl’s spirit with just her words alone. Morgan wants nothing but to dethrone Heidi as head cheerleader, often teaming up with Bash to achieve her goals. She doesn’t have a problem with Howard

Bucky Hensletter (Freshman)- A clarinet playing dork who often meets the misfortune of being Bash number 1 target. Bucky loves to create symphonies with his talent but he often backs out of publishing his work.

Julian Fowler (Sophomore)- Older cousin of Theresa (by a month) Julian always looks for the positive of a bad situation, he may be not that bright but he makes up for it by rocking out

Theresa Fowler (Junior)- An outgoing and trendy stylist, she loves to try new things whether it be on her body or an extreme sport. Whenever Randy is feeling down or needs a new haircut she’s your girl! She doesn’t attend Macchio high

Pradeep Channa (Sophomore)- Former student at Flackville High, Pradeep is gifted in the field of science and astronomy. He’s often paired with Howard on class projects (This always makes Randy jealous)

Chen kang- Snappy and straightforward. Chen always gets to the point, wasting no time for arguments as even if she’s wrong she’s right. As an photographer, Chen is determined to picture everyone at Macchio High, being obsessed with getting a picture of the Ninja. As every year the Ninja is listed in the “Not Pictured” section of the yearbook. Her parents own the best beauty shop in town (the only one) “You’ve Got Nails Salon

"Stevens" Stephen Richards (Junior)- An outgoing, talkative chill guy. Stevens is always looking for a good time to party and flirt with girls. He isn't without his generosity always helping the little guy, he's deeply ashamed of his academic achievements as he pretends to be stupid. His prestigious parents are unaware of his tomcat endeavors

Susan Thermopolis (Sophomore)- Sarcastic and stern. As student council president she takes her job seriously and those in her inner circle describe her as bossy. She is assertive and outspoken, often sharing her opinions freely. She used to play the flute as a freshman

Raquel Antfee (Freshman)- Sweet and bubbly, yet slightly airheaded. Raquel loves cute things and doesn’t take no for an answer. Whenever someone is in need (whether they like it or not) she on the case. Despite her kindness she has a competitive edge and feels lonely.

David López (Senior)- A man a few words but overall a chill guy despite his peers. He doesn’t take pleasure in bullying others and would help the unfortunate. He’s also a massive musical theatre fan, he shares this interest with Juggo.

“Juggo” Jeremiah Marceau (Freshman)- A silent exchange student from France whos passionate about silent films and the art of mimicry. He loves to tell jokes but no one can understand his silent humor.

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idle-iberus · 9 months ago

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Chapter 5 at last!

< Chapter 4 | Chapter 6 >

Beginning

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crystalandparrot · 11 months ago

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RC9GN x Reader

Part 1, Part 2

“Hey, (Y/n),” Bucky spoke, spooking said girl out of her stupor as the two walked to school.

"Huh?" (Y/n) question.

"How come you only ever talk to me? I'm sure other students would love to hear your ideas." Bucky said optimistically.

"You really think so?" (Y/n) asked, eyes shining.

"Maybe not, all of them-"

(Y/n) deflated, causing Bucky to wave his hands frantically.

"But that's because they're not for high schoolers! I mean the home alarm, your staff, those goggles on your head—"

"Hey, these goggles help me log important information and — okay, I see your point." (Y/n) deflated again.

"What if you made something to impress them?" Bucky asked with a snap of his fingers.

"Something to impress them..." (Y/n) thought out loud. "Oh! What about my mechanical spider limbs?" With that, eight mechanical limbs popped out of (Y/n)'s hoodie, lifting her off the ground and flipping her upside down.

"You look like Invader Zim," Bucky chuckled, walking past the, once again, deflated girl. The arms retracted suddenly. With quick thinking, (Y/n) flipped and landed on her feet, surprising Bucky. "Do you know any more cool moves like that?" He asked.

"I prefer to show off my intelligence rather than physical prowess. Sure it's nice to have the ability, but my superpower relies solely on my brain!" (Y/n) said as she pushed open the doors to the school.

"Then you should put that brain to good use," Bucky held out his hand for a fist bump.

(Y/n) reciprocated the fist bump and the two parted ways. (Y/n) walked to her science class, which she always had for 1st period on Mondays. Mrs. Driscoll greeted her with a grin.

"(Y/n)! Any new inventions?" Mrs. Driscoll asked with stars in her eyes. She puppeteered her late husband's skeleton to 'talk', "Your inventions are positively humorous!" Mrs. Driscoll laughed and smacked Jerry's chest.

(Y/n) smiled and placed her satchel on Mrs. Driscoll's desk. As she did so, Randy Cunningham and Howard Weinerman happened to walk in. "Mrs. Driscoll, I present to you," (Y/n) held up a small box with a crescent-moon-shaped attachment, "the, still in Beta, the C.R.A.V.E.S, a system that, when placed against the user's teeth," (Y/n) put the device against Jerry's teeth. The machine beeped, "it tells you exactly what they were craving! For example, your husband was craving...scallops?" (Y/n) looked at the device in question.

Mrs. Driscoll sighed lovingly, "That was my Jerry."

(Y/n) shivered, she tucked her device away and walked to her seat at the back of the room.

"Who's that shoob?" Howard whispered to Randy.

More students began trickling in when Randy leaned close to Howard, "I have no idea, but she's pretty smart."

"A smart shoob is still a shoob," Howard said, pointing his pencil at Randy. Inside Randy's bag, the Nomicon quietly blinked red from behind its Math book cover, facing the direction of (Y/n).

As the final student, Bash (fashionably late as always), trickled in, Mrs. Driscoll began writing in the blackboard. "Welcome back, students!” She puppeteers her husband once more, “I hope your Spring Break was a bone-afide success!”

“Ha! Word play.” (Y/n) chuckled to herself. She sat at the back of the class, the two seats next to her empty while all the other seats were taken.

“And as a Welcome Back, I’m assigning your first projects of the next semester!” Mrs. Driscoll announced.

The students all groaned with the exception of (Y/n), “Oh, goody!”

“And since the school board has cut funding for the science department…again…this time you’ll be working in groups of three.” The words seemed to echo around the room. None of the students (with one exception) listened to the rest, as they were too busy deciding who to add to their group. Friends will be split, enemies made, alliances formed in blood… “You can now find your partners-“ with that, hell broke loose. Kids jumping over tables, holding back their friends to prevent a steal, throwing dangerous objects. It got to a point that Mrs. Driscoll hid herself and her husband under the desk.

“Cunningham! Save me!” Howard screamed as he was pulled into the wave of students.

“Hold oh, Big H!” Randy, without hesitation, jumped into the sea. His leg caught the strap of his backpack as he jumped, forcing the contents to be spilled all over the floor. The Nomicon hummed and blinked as students stepped and kicked it to the back of the room, the mask caught in its pages. With all of the abuse, the cover even came off, revealing its true cover to the world.

With a metallic THUD, the Nomicon hit the metal cabinet next to (Y/n). The girl let out a noise of surprise and looked up from her notebook. The Nomicon blinked softly as (Y/n) picked it up. Her hands traced the delicate patterns on the hard leather book, the feeling not uncomfortable to her hands like she imagined it would be. With a bit of remorse (Y/n) held the book away from her, “Oh, exotic book, what secrets you must hide—but alas! It is my code of honor to not open a book that does not belong to me…unless of course bought or received from a trusted source.”

The Nomicon flashed red, humming loudly.

(Y/n)’s eyes shone, “Maybe there’s an exception for glowing mystic books,” (Y/n) ran her fingers over the pages that begged to be opened. The Nomicon’s flashes got faster and louder, its pages flittering as they waited to be opened.

“Has everyone found their partners?” Mrs. Driscoll asked.

(Y/n)’s head shot up and with a sigh, she tucked the Nomicon into her satchel, the flap open to make for an easier grab. “Soon, my precious.”

In the middle of the room, Randy and Howard sat, rubbing their heads in pain. “Oh, good. Randy and Howard, you’ll be joining (Y/n).” Mrs. Driscoll announced once she saw they the three were, in fact, without partners. “(Y/n) has the highest grade in the class, so even you two should get a decent grade.” She chuckled.

“What?! But she’s a shoob!” Howard moaned.

“A shoob with the highest grade in the class! Howard, we can use this!” Randy whispered, excitedly. Both of the friends grabbed their bags and walked to (Y/n) at the back of the class.

“I don’t follow.” Howard whispered.

“We’ll act like total shoob’s, say we don’t know how to do the project, she’ll get annoyed with us, do the project and — BOOM, automatic A.” Randy smirked. The two sat down and a sudden flash of red distracted Randy. He looked down, spotting his Nomicon in (Y/n)’s bag. He nervously chuckled, “I-is, is that my book?” Randy asked, pointing at (Y/n)’s satchel.

“Huh?” (Y/n) looked down, at her bag. “Oh, it flew to the back, I didn’t know who it belonged to.” (Y/n) gently took the book out and traced the cover again. Shaking her head, she handed it back to Randy, “Where did you get it? I’d love to read it sometime, I’ve never seen anything like it.” (Y/n) spoke quickly, enamored by the book.

“Oh, it’s nothing just a little family history book. Old baby pictures, family trees—Really boring stuff, I’ll just take it off your hands.” Randy hurriedly took the book back, and shoved it in his own satchel. The Nomicon flashed brightly and loudly, angry at the turn of events.

“You bring family history books to school?” (Y/n) asked flatly.

“I-it’s for our History class! Some extra credit thing that you definitely don’t need!” Howard back his friend up, grinning awkwardly.

(Y/n) looked between the two skeptically, “Right…” with a quick hand, she opened her notebook to a fresh page and began writing, “So, ideas for our project?”

“Yes! Our project!” Randy grinned, winking at Howard.

“Totally love that project! I can’t wait to…do our project!” Howard added in a fake excited voice.

(Y/n) sighed out of annoyance, “You don’t know what the project is, do you?”

“Nope.”

“Not. A. Clue.”

(Y/n) gripped the bridge of her nose, “Super,” she gritted out through clenched teeth. “Cool, cool, cool. Cool, cool, cool.” She angrily closed the notebook and stood. “Why don’t I work on the project and you two do the report? All you have to do is write what the robot does AFTER I give it to you.” (Y/n) commanded as she pointed to Randy and Howard.

“But what do we—“

“You write down what it does!” (Y/n) took a deep breath, “I will give you a list of what it does. All you have to do is write a well written report.” (Y/n) began walking out of the room, “Even though my robot will be A plus guaranteed,” she whispered cockily.

“Those who are building, go to Mr. Smith’s metal shop for your basic design! Everyone’s who’s writing a report please go to the library!” Mrs. Driscoll announced after seeing (Y/n) leave.

“Automatic A—“ Howard started, raising his hand.

“Here. We. Come!” Randy punctuated each word with the next step in their secret handshake. They ended with their signature turn and pose.

The Nomicon angrily blinked, catching Randy’s attention. Picking up his bag, Randy held up a finger to Howard, “Give me just one second,” he whispered. He ran out of the room and into a Janitor’s closet. “Alright, Nomicon, I only got a few minutes before Driscoll realizes I’m not in the library, so be quick about it—“ the Nomicon flew open suddenly, causing Randy to lose consciousness and ‘Vloomp’ into the Nomicon.

Randy screamed as he fell through the artistic clouds and through the painted leaves on the two dimensional tress. With a couple of bounces, Randy finally landed against a tree trunk. “What the juice, Nomicon?!”

A painted scholar walked through the trees, smiling at Randy. Or at least, to the person behind him.

A painted ninja stepped through the trees behind Randy and walked up to the scholar. The ninja gave the scholar a piece of paper, and folded his arms. The scholar read the paper and nodded at the ninja. The trees fell backwards, blending into the floor as more of scene became exposed. The scholar walked to his small house. The sun rose and fell in flashes, showing how long the scholar was in his house. The sun rose once more, staying in the air as the scholar left the house, this time with a small box. He presented it to the ninja and began talking. No words or letters left his mouth, the only thing Randy could hear was soft flutes as the scholar spoke.

The ninja waved his hand and took the box, smokebombing away. The trees on the other side of Randy fell, blending into the floor, further increasing the scene. There was a small town with a large flying serpent terrorizing the village. With a puff of smoke, the ninja stood in front of the serpent. He opened the box and pulled out a smaller box with a button. The ninja looked at the box in question then pressed the button…nothing happened. He pressed it again and again…still nothing. The serpent AND the townsfolk all laughed at the ninja as he sulked. Colorful words flew out of the box and presented themselves over the ninja’s head.

“Neglect the brain and the heart becomes vulnerable.” Randy read aloud. “Uh, that scholar clearly sabotaged the ninja! I mean, who gives someone a box that doesn’t do anything?” Randy asked.

The ninja and scholar looked at each other unimpressed. The ninja pulled out his sword and the scholar…why is he holding a Bō staff? The two quickly ran to Randy and simultaneously attacked him.

With a gasp and a bump to the head, Randy left the Nomicon. He rubbed his head and looked behind him to see the shelf he bumped his head on.

Randy peeked his head out of the Janitors closet and rushed out before anyone could see him, bag in hand.

“AHHHHH!!”

“Someone get the Ninja!”

“Help!”

Randy gasped at the sudden cries for help. With no one in the hall, this was the perfect time to put his Ninja suit on.

“Looks like it’s Ninja o’clock!” Randy reached into his bag…except…

Randy’s heart fell into his stomach as his hand missed the soft fabric of the mask. He glared down at the bag, and upon not seeing the mask immediately, Randy overturned his bag and emptied the contents. The only object that was matching to the mask in color was the Nomicon.

“Sweet cheese, I lost the Ninja mask!”

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I swear I can hear the music starting and cutting out at the end. Also if you saw the lesson in the first chapter before I edited it, no you didn’t.

#randy cunningham x reader #randy x reader #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #rc9gn x reader #rc9gn #rc9gn au #howard weinerman #heidi weinerman #theresa fowler #bucky hensletter #randy cunnigham #bash johnson #julian #rc9gn nomicon #ninja nomicon #nomicon

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cunningweiner · 1 year ago

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Sometimes I wonder what Randy was like before the ninja mask and I think we get a couple hints??

- In Shloomp! There It Is we hear Howard say “Cunningham’s back” which kind of implies that he used to be way more like NomiRandy before hs

- In Swampy Seconds we see Randy actively refuse the Nomicon in order to sneak into the swamp

- And when the main duo sneaks off to the high school in When Randy Met Howie, we see that Randy was the one to suggest it (at Howard’s hesitation, iirc)

Whenever Randy doesn’t have the Nomicon with him - either pre-canon or because he’s actively disobeying - it’s to do something fun (see: irresponsible and probably dangerous). What we see of him in the show makes him out to be a mostly sensible but easily swayed kid; whereas Howard is made to be the one that gets Randy into trouble. I won’t get too into Howard Meta because there’s so so much to say but my point is

I think Randy used to be a terrible little kid and was probably just as bad as Howard, if not worse

#rc9gn #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #randy cunnigham #howard weinerman #we all poke fun at how stupid Randy is but I think as a fandom we give him too much grace #chalking it up to dumb kid activities when it was always an active choice #where with H we boil it down to him being a ‘bad friend’#don’t get me wrong this is NOT a character bash post #I adore Randy #but yknow… why do we not give Howard the same energy #overthinking hours

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k1dscout · 10 months ago

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Halloween Lives & Dies scripts are written by me and my friend which it takes place after Halloween Ends and it’s in Norrisville, no longer taking place in Haddonfield, Illinois. And Which all of the characters from RC9GN are now 24-25 as Bash is 27 along with Rebecca.

I have a headcanon that Corey & Randy are cousins, they never met Arnie because he died before they were even born. Their moms moved far away from each other who are sisters.

Ms. Cunningham, the mother of Randy, The sister of Joan & Regina. (Status of Regina is unknown, the mother of Arnie.)

Randy is 24 now and he’s the youngest cousin of Arnie & Corey which he brought them two back to life, & he's engaged with Theresa.

Corey is the main killer in the script, and there’s no Michael Myers because he died.

Arnie Cunningham from Christine is back, he’s aged up and he isn’t evil anymore since he’s an elderly man, he’s from Christine. Which Christine event’s did happen after the events in Halloween 1978 before RC9GN events, and Halloween 2018-2022 events which Michael died in Halloween Ends.

Julian is a Goth Therapist, and stevens is also his boyfriend.

Bucky & Flute Girl are a couple, nothing much.

Heidi & Howard (Randy's friend) are siblings living together still.

Bash Johnson has a girlfriend Rebecca. (OC By my buddy BJ)

Buttermaker is just a man living in a house looking out for the neighborhood.

Brent works at the garage.

Morgan is a fighter ready for Corey/The Scarecrow.

Dave & Juggo have nothing much, but Juggo works at the carnival.

Rachel is a news reporter about Corey's killings.

Jacques is just a fashion suit wearing man who’s a business man.

SO, If you guys want to read those 2 scripts then hit me up in messages by following me.

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evilspiritweek · 1 year ago

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rc9gn driving headcanons

Randy - Not like,, old enough to get a license during the run of the show, but I do believe he thought Mario Kart translated to actual driving. Gets tickets a lot, but surprisingly never gets into an accident

Howard - On the same level as Randy, I imagine. Really sees it more as a status symbol than actually uses it. In turn though, when he gets his own, he does become a better driver. I firmly believe his personal car would have those fuzzy dice hanging on the mirror

Heidi - I initially thought she'd be a bit reckless, but in actuality, I think she'd be one of the safest drives bc she's low-key on edge the whole time. This is partially due to the fact that it's her parent's car at first, but his anxiety carries over into her personal one tenfold. Again, it's a status symbol. Howard is not allowed anywhere near her car, but if her dad forces her to take him somewhere, he's sentenced tot he back and can't even sit shotgun

Viceroy - Dreads driving. Not necessarily a bad driver, but he hates having to drive with the rest of the public. Thankfully, his job means he doesn't really have to do it much.

McFist - He would get chauffeured around a lot more than actually drive, which is good because he kinda sucks. Definitely no accidents, but he's too impatient, so he'd have bad road rage if he needs to get somewhere. That begin said, if he was just cruising, I think he'd stay in his own lane and actually be chill. Goes to those antique car shows.

Bash Johnson - Technically has his own car, but it'd be under his dad's insurance. Always going at least fifteen above the speed limit. Would ride your ass until he could pass you, flip you off, and then sit at the red light in the lane parallel to you because he didn't realize it was going to change.

Marci - Similar to her husband, doesn't need to drive, and that's probably for the best. She doesn't drive bad, but her parking is the worst- takes up two spots every single time. But at the same time, what are you gonna do about it? That's McFist's wife bro?? (I think she'd actually be really nice about it tho- she can totally adjust if you asked)

Mr. and Mrs. Driscoll - Their licenses have expired.

Principal Slimovitz - I think he'd be a good driver, but with how many times his car's been totaled, he'd also have really bad road rage. If you see him trying to merge, just let him in. His car's been totaled three times that month already, he totally ready to make it a fourth.

Morgan - shes fine overall, but ooooh my god, does she tailgate like it's her fuckign job. Only one in the Dancing Fish with a car, so expect to see all of them squashed in their after practice.

Rachel - Abysmal. doesn't know the first thing about cars. It starts making a funny noise and she's just like "oh! that's a new one ^.^" until her car stops working all together. She knows she's supposed to change the oil, she just doesn't know how frequently or why.

#busy with finals so have this #headcanons #randy cunnningham #howard weinerman #heidi weinerman #williem viceroy iii #hanninbal mcfist #bash johnson #marci mcfist #the driscoll's #marlene driscoll #jerry driscoll #principal slimovitz #morgan #rachel #rc9gn

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bucky-trendsetter · 5 months ago

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I crashed my driving bed

#rc9gn #rc9gn fanart #willem viceroy iii #viceroy #hannibal mcfist #rc9gn mcfist #bash Johnson

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five-nights-at-whoopees · 11 months ago

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The Missing Children's Incident

Well, this is going to be the first of many official posts (also please ignore older reblogs, i have no idea what happened there, jeez)

Anyway, this post is going to be covering the missing children incident that went down with Five Nights at Whoopee's; good luck with the chaos I am about to create because you're going to need it /lh

The Missing Kids

Bucky Hensletter / ????: Bucky was one of the youngest when the incident happened; it was a chilly afternoon in fall- everyone had been bustling with excitement, and the young boy remembered feeling happy and energetic at the sight of the pizzeria's animatronics. Things were going to plan. Bucky was completely enamored with them, especially the patterned yellow-and-black tabby. It was a rare sight to see an animatronic that played the triangle, one of Bucky's favorite instruments.

But after that, everything fall apart-

Bucky only faintly recalls a furry paw on his shoulder, guiding him to one of the empty party rooms and then nothing. (but he does remember a scream- terror gripping at him right before blackness claimed him)

Now, he just longs for peace...

Julian Davis / The Bat: No one expected Julian.

Julian was such an oddball of a kid. He loved the weird- above all else, he was such a huge fan of magic; it wasn't a surprise when he had been there for Randy's birthday party. He was fascinated by the animatronic bat, a magician.

It had called to him- the same way he remembered following like a puppy in pursuit of his interests. It should've been an amazing day, but he does remember something sticky (it was the color red); he tries to forget the sound of someone's scream- having wanted nothing more than getting away.

Unlike the others, Julian isn't angry. He's just tired- but he's still scared, and that can always be a dangerous thing.

(author's cut: currently, his animatronic is known as 'dark wing' but even then- this might change)

Bash Johnson / ????: Bash was next.

Bash's disappearance shook Hannibal McFist and his wife. The tiger animatronic looked so strong, and well- he was deeply excited to cause some mischief at the party. He was always a bit brawny, always wanting something to prove and so he, too, followed the mascot that day.

Sure, the mascot was yellow. Not red. It was supposed to be a kid's dream, and then everything fell apart.

Bash is one of the angry ones. He will stop at nothing until he can get his revenge.

Randy Cunningham / Randy Red Panda: It was his birthday.

Randy was certainly excited; the pizzeria joint had been his favorite place- he always was a daydreamer. He could feel like he could be anything. That chilly fall afternoon, he and some of his classmates (his friends) made their way Whoopee’s and boy had he been fascinated by the new animatronic - still in its prime, the red panda.

(In some other life perhaps, he might have been a hero; someone who did good and fought against monsters but unfortunately- this is not that story)

He hadn’t meant for any of it to happen. Not really. Only that friendly mascot was promising them free games and a party room all to themselves!

(He’s not entirely sure what happened next, but he remembers fear- it had gripped at him, knocking the air right out of him; a cry - a scream - rang through the air)

One day, they were just gone.

The missing children’s incident that devastated an entire city; despite the attempts to find them, it was eventually dismissed as them running away (as if anyone would ever believe that), or at worst: dead - taken.

Whoopee’s denied any involvement, and even with that- it still continued as a beloved establishment; eventually, it expanded into an amusement park, but the survivors- those who had made it into adulthood- were about to unravel dark, hidden secrets no one ever saw coming…

(author’s cut: as you can tell, some information is not in the post yet- because i genuinely cannot come up with names; it is late and i am tired but i regret absolutely nothing)

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