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Danny Phantom Pitch Bible, included in the Viacom leak from June 2023

I haven't seen anyone else talk about this yet so I'm going to assume no one has (and if this is the millionth post about this I am so sorry), but apparently there was a leak at Viacom last month, and one of the things that got leaked was the original Danny Phantom pitch bible, and let me tell y'all, there is some interesting lore to be had. I've taken the liberty of summing up a few notable points, but feel free to read for yourself - it's pretty short.

Jack was originally written as an ex-spy, test pilot... basically if it was a daring job, he probably had it. His IQ was supposedly only one point off from Maddie's, and his bumbling was more of a result of him being more "brave than smart."

Maddie was originally written as "one of the world's most respected theoretical physicists" and the brains between her and Jack. Get this: her full name was supposed to be Madison!

Sam and Danny's psychic connection was actually a result of the accident. When he was in the hospital and still very much saturated with ectoplasm, she gave him a "get better" kiss on the forehead, which sparked the connection. The connection would've manifested in a number of ways, including a perpetual ability to "sense" the other, see visions, and hear each other's thoughts, though it was supposed to be somewhat unpredictable.

Jazz hid her brains from her cheerleader friends because she wanted to fit in with them.

Danny was supposed to be the only person able to see, hear, and interact with ghosts.

On the subject of Danny, his reputation for being a scaredy-cat was much more well-known, even to the point where Sam and Tucker gave him the nickname Danny Phantom before he even had his accident. This kid was scared of his own shadow, frogs, you name it.

Overshadowing was originally called "ghosting," and the more intelligent a person, the more difficult it would be to control them.

Jack and Maddie were hoping to break the barrier between the "Real World" (our world) and the "Unreal World" (the ghost world). They wanted to get through to the spirit realm to be able to communicate with the dead in order to help make the world a better place (think picking Einstein's brain a little more, seeing what other music Mozart has cooking, etc.). That dimensional barrier was damaged when they first tried out their experiment, and Danny - who was hiding out from Dash in the lab - would be caught in the middle.

Much like how fans have interpreted things and how the show tried to imply, Danny felt responsible for unleashing the ghosts into our world and decided to adopt the name Sam and Tucker had teased him with to help put a stop to their reign of terror.

Seriously, y'all should read this. There's a lot of interesting info in here, and really it sounds like such a cool concept?? Like I'll probably add my personal thoughts in a reblog, but there's a lot of potential for untapped creativity from the phandom here. Plus it's always nice to see what's technically official content almost 20 years after the show's premiere.

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THIS IS THE MOST GLORIOUS WARM FUZZY HILARIOUS ANIMATION XMAS STORY I DIDN’T KNOW AND I LOVE THIS

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2-part ask from xenart (minor grammar edits were made in an effort to make it more accessible for screen readers):

“have you heard the story of how they got the original voice of Donald to come out of retirement for mickey’s christmas carol, because it’d been years since they’d used the original characters and they didn’t have money to do legit casting. So they were just hiring people who could do a goofy/mickey/minnie from within the studio, but they couldn’t find a Donald. So in desperation they hesitantly call up 78 year old Clarence Nash to see if he’d like to do it. And of course he’s thrilled. So he comes into the studio and of course everyone with a pulse is crammed into the recording studio because it’s fucking Donald Duck. And it’s a full Wonka moment where this frail old man hobbles up to the mic, and directors are sweating because they don’t wanna tell this old man that he can’t do the role he originated. He starts to speak, then coughs, the entire room is holding their breath… then he says “son of a goddamn bitch” in perfect Donald and the animators lose their fucking minds”

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AND THEN THERE’S DANNY

I saw THIS photo-set and immediately knew just what I had to do.

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Idk why but villains with standards will always be the funniest thing to me. like you'll get someone who will take absolute pleasure in doing the most vile things but paying their minions less than minimum wage? how dare you insult their honor. there'll be a guy who just loves terrorizing people but if you say something sexist about his sidekick he'll punch you in the throat and step aside with glee to let her pummel you. villains who are like "murder is fine generally but if you're a homophobe then I'll tie you to a boulder and catapult you into the ocean". Idk there's just something innately hilarious about a villain who is very definitively bad, like extremely morally reprehensible, but like there are just certain things that even they won't stoop to, thereby implying that those who do are worse

The phrase "breakfast cereal" implies the existence of the much more rare lunch and dinner cereals and I need to know what the heck that would mean, dinner foods and milk in a bowl?? Drink and meal combined?? I need answers

#please help me #this is stupid #i need answers #i cant stop thinking abt this #is this funny or is it just me #the implications #what is going on how did this happen

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Spider-Man’s at work, time for undead boys to meme.

[Hey all, I’d usually put my ko-fi here but instead I’m going to link @savemysister’s GoFundMe instead, drop a donation if you can]

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💛

You ever just have an idea that's so freaking stupid, to the point where it just might work?

So basically I was making brownies and I was ALMOST done, but I needed powdered sugar.

See, the problem was that I didn't HAVE any powdered sugar. So I, being the absolute genius that I am, decided that I would improvise. I've gone too far to turn back now. I was going to have my brownies, even if it took a midnight Target run to do it. After staring at my wall for like 15 minutes, I had a idea that was brilliant. I, in all of my glory, would blend sugar

BUT i didn't want to wake up my family- so what do I do? you may ask. Well, good question. I didn't know either. Until I did.

And that's how I ended up blending sugar in my (unfinished and creepy) basement at 2 am.

#this is not a shitpost #i actually did this #chaotic neutral #?#baking #brownies #bad idea #i mean what else was i supposed to do #just not eat my brownies?#i dont think so #the blender almost exploded #im covered in sugar #but it was worth it #is this funny or is it just me #i feel like this is an accurate description of my life

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i KNOW i keep making these stupid fanfiction jokes but @enigmaris this is what ran through my head last night while reading chapter 9 of ghost of heroes

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@enigmaris if this doesnt happen in your fic before it ends then i WILL be disappointed

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Day 8: Lost.

(Day 31 will be more context for this, but until then I think it stands on its own.)

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a haunted house

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i swear it would be easier to explain if someone looked over my shoulder and saw me watching porn than to explain some of the posts on my dashboard…this being one of them

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yes it is back I thought I would never see this again!!!!!!

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his eyes just do that whenever you use flash. great for pranks, bad for taking fun photos of your friends on school trips.

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DannyMay20 Day 11: Doctor

As well as parent-teacher conferences usually went, this one was off to a rough start. Danny had barely gotten off easy last year as a Freshman, now as a Sophomore he’d realized how lenient Mr. Lancer had really been. Teacher-wise, Mrs. Thornlope was cut from the worst cloth there was. Sure, Danny was skipping class frequently and it was reasonable that any teacher would call him out on that. But Mrs. Thornlope… she went the extra mile.

Rather than quietly giving him a detention slip, she would stop class to personally lecture him and criticize each and every one of his faults. She’d announce his grades to the entire class and even threw shade at Jazz, who had butted heads with her two years earlier. It was almost reassuring to know that even his better-than-perfect sister had seen the stick poking out of this woman’s ass.

It was only the second week of the semester and his parents were definitely pissed off that they’d already been called in for a conference. Last year his problems didn’t start until the second month of High School, but at this point Danny didn’t think any of them were surprised. Not that his parents knew about his activities outside of class, they’d just come to expect him to fail. It was only his fault for setting the bar so low. Nonetheless, that did little to ease their twin gazes of disappointment.

“Hello, Dr. Fenton, Mrs. Fenton. Please come in to discuss Daniel’s… disciplinary issues.”

Mom shot her a lackluster smile. “Actually, I’m Dr. Fenton.”

“Oh, I see.” She turned her nose upright with a sneer. “Well, right this way… Mrs. Fenton.”

Oh shit.

Danny glanced at both his parents to check if he had heard right. Mom’s face was flushed pink and even Dad looked like he’d been slapped. After a moment, they shook themselves from their stupor and followed his teacher into her office.

Danny knew then and there that there was no way in hell Mrs. Thornlope was going to walk away from that meeting without facing both his parents’ wrath.

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Science

“What… the hell… are you doing?” Sam asked, pausing next to the boys at the park.

“Science,” Danny answered seriously. He had a notebook in his lap open to a page filled with some sort of data table, a pencil behind his ear, ectoplasm stains on his shirt, and surrounded by dozens of little blob ghosts. They crawled across his lap, played in the grass, and climbed his shirt. From far away, it almost looked like he was playing with kittens. Glowing, headless kittens.

Sam looked around. Nobody seemed to be paying attention to what was going on. The boys had chosen a spot near the trees where they were surrounded by small hills, making them hard to spot from far away. But still. “Science?” she asked.

“For sure,” Tucker said. He was lounging a half-dozen feet away from the ghost pile, holding the Fenton Thermos in his hands and blinking up at her with a confused look on his face. “Don’t you have a science project to do?”

“Yes,” Sam said, dragging the word out, still trying to figure out what was going on. “But…” She looked around again. How was nobody noticing this?

“But what?” Danny grinned at her, snatching up one of the blob ghosts that was trying to chew on his ear and holding it out to her. “Want one?”

Sam set down her backpack on the grass and knelt down, a cautious distance away from the ghosts, ready to get up and run at a moment’s notice. “No.”

“That’s too bad. It’s a cute one,” Danny said, tickling the little ghost. The blob curled up into a tighter ball at the touch, then started sending out little tentacles to curl around his finger.

After a few seconds of silence, Sam shook her head. “I still don’t get it. What are you doing?”

“I told you,” Danny said, “science. Our project.”

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