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@agents-of-uzz
Are you still alive... :(
Barely :(
Sorta? Like "you're busy" or "lack of activity"?
Bit of both? I wanna reboot the blog but i have almost no muse anymore :(
You guys still active?
Uh...sorta?
List who's got the biggest to smallest dick?
Alex is that you
Found this and thought of you
Zoey in her show choir outfit. Based off of the intro for Rosario + Vampire CAPU2.
"Professor Professor, is there a specific reason as to why you want me to jump into a tank of salt water?" Zoey asked as she shuffled awkwardly in her pick two piece bathing suit.
"Just some genetic testing, Zoey!" the zany man chuckled. "Hop in, hop in!
More feels, this time, family fluff! 2 year old Zoey was staring at the newborn baby that is her brother. "He's so... small." She commented.
Anita grinned. “You were this small too, once upon a time.”
“I was?” The girl reached over, gently poking the boy’s cheek. He grunted in response, scrunching his red face and balling his tiny hands into fists. The reaction made Zoey move her hand back, think she’s upsetted him.
“Hold your finger out.” Anita said softly, smiling as she held her own out and the newborn gripped it gently.
More feels, this time, family fluff! 2 year old Zoey was staring at the newborn baby that is her brother. "He's so... small." She commented.
Anita grinned. "You were this small too, once upon a time."
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
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“Okay.” The young man has always been told that he looked like his late grandfather, but now he wanted to know who he was.
Victor led his son down to the Data Room, a hidden area in the Main Pod that few could enter, and fewer could look at the computer within. He quickly logged in, and searched the “Retired/Deceased” category.Â
“There he is. Lionel Volt Sr., your dear sweet granddad.” He patted his child on the back affectionately. “Give it a read.” He said, trying to not let his voice break.
Hearing the saddness in his father’s voice, Lionel became worried. He sat in the chair Victor was once sitting in and started reading. Right after the personal information, Lionel knew right away that his grandfather was a very important man, bringing down many dangerous criminals while he and Mildred were agents. The article ended with “lost in Dimension Ten”. It was obvious that the file hasn’t been updated. “…Dimension Ten?” The boy asked.
“…the wobble men.” Victor was struggling to maintain his composure. “They.. my.. your granddad.. he..” Victor opened his jacket, part of his new uniform, and pulled out a blue teddy bear. “I never met him until years after I became an agent.”
“…Dad,” Lionel started as he walked over to the grown man. “You don’t need to hold it in.” Oh, Lionel. Always the sympathetic one.
All at once, Victor went from being the stoic new “Changed Daily” to being the whimpering mess he was during his trainee days.
“Mom gave me this bear when I was a kid, and he.. He would talk to me through it…” he sighed, giving the bear a weak squeeze. “he’d send a message every day after i’d left dimension ten.. then, one day, they stopped..”
It was shocking to see such a change.
“…Maybe there’s a short in the mechanics…” He held his hands out to see it. Of course, letting him see it was up to Victor.
“It’s not the mechanics. We tried that already…” was all Victor could muster. He was glad the door was shut and locked.
“Oh…” Lionel knew it meant one other thing: his grandfather was truly dead. The boy became silent, deep in thought. But he knew one thing for sure: he and his dad needed some TLC. He hugged the blubbering man, letting him cry on his shoulder.
Slowly, Victor calmed down. “He was an amazing agent.”
“I can tell, but… I can never fill those shoes.” Sure, Lionel got his name, but he could never be as great as the original.
Victor stiffened, looking up at him. "Don't say that. Someday, you'll be just as great as him, if not better." He smiled. Admittedly, he looked like a large child sitting on the floor with his teddy bear. "Everyone looks up to him, but only one can truly excel. And I have hope it'll be you."
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
“Okay.” The young man has always been told that he looked like his late grandfather, but now he wanted to know who he was.
Victor led his son down to the Data Room, a hidden area in the Main Pod that few could enter, and fewer could look at the computer within. He quickly logged in, and searched the “Retired/Deceased” category.Â
“There he is. Lionel Volt Sr., your dear sweet granddad.” He patted his child on the back affectionately. “Give it a read.” He said, trying to not let his voice break.
Hearing the saddness in his father’s voice, Lionel became worried. He sat in the chair Victor was once sitting in and started reading. Right after the personal information, Lionel knew right away that his grandfather was a very important man, bringing down many dangerous criminals while he and Mildred were agents. The article ended with “lost in Dimension Ten”. It was obvious that the file hasn’t been updated. “…Dimension Ten?” The boy asked.
“…the wobble men.” Victor was struggling to maintain his composure. “They.. my.. your granddad.. he..” Victor opened his jacket, part of his new uniform, and pulled out a blue teddy bear. “I never met him until years after I became an agent.”
“…Dad,” Lionel started as he walked over to the grown man. “You don’t need to hold it in.” Oh, Lionel. Always the sympathetic one.
All at once, Victor went from being the stoic new “Changed Daily” to being the whimpering mess he was during his trainee days.
“Mom gave me this bear when I was a kid, and he.. He would talk to me through it…” he sighed, giving the bear a weak squeeze. “he’d send a message every day after i’d left dimension ten.. then, one day, they stopped..”
It was shocking to see such a change.
“…Maybe there’s a short in the mechanics…” He held his hands out to see it. Of course, letting him see it was up to Victor.
“It’s not the mechanics. We tried that already…” was all Victor could muster. He was glad the door was shut and locked.
“Oh…” Lionel knew it meant one other thing: his grandfather was truly dead. The boy became silent, deep in thought. But he knew one thing for sure: he and his dad needed some TLC. He hugged the blubbering man, letting him cry on his shoulder.
Slowly, Victor calmed down. "He was an amazing agent."
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
“Okay.” The young man has always been told that he looked like his late grandfather, but now he wanted to know who he was.
Victor led his son down to the Data Room, a hidden area in the Main Pod that few could enter, and fewer could look at the computer within. He quickly logged in, and searched the “Retired/Deceased” category.Â
“There he is. Lionel Volt Sr., your dear sweet granddad.” He patted his child on the back affectionately. “Give it a read.” He said, trying to not let his voice break.
Hearing the saddness in his father’s voice, Lionel became worried. He sat in the chair Victor was once sitting in and started reading. Right after the personal information, Lionel knew right away that his grandfather was a very important man, bringing down many dangerous criminals while he and Mildred were agents. The article ended with “lost in Dimension Ten”. It was obvious that the file hasn’t been updated. “…Dimension Ten?” The boy asked.
“…the wobble men.” Victor was struggling to maintain his composure. “They.. my.. your granddad.. he..” Victor opened his jacket, part of his new uniform, and pulled out a blue teddy bear. “I never met him until years after I became an agent.”
“…Dad,” Lionel started as he walked over to the grown man. “You don’t need to hold it in.” Oh, Lionel. Always the sympathetic one.
All at once, Victor went from being the stoic new “Changed Daily” to being the whimpering mess he was during his trainee days.
“Mom gave me this bear when I was a kid, and he.. He would talk to me through it…” he sighed, giving the bear a weak squeeze. “he’d send a message every day after i’d left dimension ten.. then, one day, they stopped..”
It was shocking to see such a change.
“…Maybe there’s a short in the mechanics…” He held his hands out to see it. Of course, letting him see it was up to Victor.
"It's not the mechanics. We tried that already..." was all Victor could muster. He was glad the door was shut and locked.
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
“Okay.” The young man has always been told that he looked like his late grandfather, but now he wanted to know who he was.
Victor led his son down to the Data Room, a hidden area in the Main Pod that few could enter, and fewer could look at the computer within. He quickly logged in, and searched the “Retired/Deceased” category.Â
“There he is. Lionel Volt Sr., your dear sweet granddad.” He patted his child on the back affectionately. “Give it a read.” He said, trying to not let his voice break.
Hearing the saddness in his father’s voice, Lionel became worried. He sat in the chair Victor was once sitting in and started reading. Right after the personal information, Lionel knew right away that his grandfather was a very important man, bringing down many dangerous criminals while he and Mildred were agents. The article ended with “lost in Dimension Ten”. It was obvious that the file hasn’t been updated. “…Dimension Ten?” The boy asked.
“…the wobble men.” Victor was struggling to maintain his composure. “They.. my.. your granddad.. he..” Victor opened his jacket, part of his new uniform, and pulled out a blue teddy bear. “I never met him until years after I became an agent.”
“…Dad,” Lionel started as he walked over to the grown man. “You don’t need to hold it in.” Oh, Lionel. Always the sympathetic one.
All at once, Victor went from being the stoic new “Changed Daily” to being the whimpering mess he was during his trainee days.
“Mom gave me this bear when I was a kid, and he.. He would talk to me through it...” he sighed, giving the bear a weak squeeze. “he’d send a message every day after i’d left dimension ten.. then, one day, they stopped..”
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
admin-sam:
agents-of-uzz:
admin-sam:
“Okay.” The young man has always been told that he looked like his late grandfather, but now he wanted to know who he was.
Victor led his son down to the Data Room, a hidden area in the Main Pod that few could enter, and fewer could look at the computer within. He quickly logged in, and searched the “Retired/Deceased” category.Â
“There he is. Lionel Volt Sr., your dear sweet granddad.” He patted his child on the back affectionately. “Give it a read.” He said, trying to not let his voice break.
Hearing the saddness in his father’s voice, Lionel became worried. He sat in the chair Victor was once sitting in and started reading. Right after the personal information, Lionel knew right away that his grandfather was a very important man, bringing down many dangerous criminals while he and Mildred were agents. The article ended with “lost in Dimension Ten”. It was obvious that the file hasn’t been updated. “…Dimension Ten?” The boy asked.
“...the wobble men.” Victor was struggling to maintain his composure. “They.. my.. your granddad.. he..” Victor opened his jacket, part of his new uniform, and pulled out a blue teddy bear. “I never met him until years after I became an agent.”
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
admin-sam:
“Okay.” The young man has always been told that he looked like his late grandfather, but now he wanted to know who he was.
Victor led his son down to the Data Room, a hidden area in the Main Pod that few could enter, and fewer could look at the computer within. He quickly logged in, and searched the “Retired/Deceased” category.Â
“There he is. Lionel Volt Sr., your dear sweet granddad.” He patted his child on the back affectionately. “Give it a read.” He said, trying to not let his voice break.
Let's start with some feels: "Dad? If I'm Lionel Jr. Volt, then who was Lionel Sr. Volt?"
Victor paled. He’d always kind of feared this question, considering how it had affected himself during his heyday as the second-best agent in the organisation. Now, as U.Z.Z.’s newly-assigned leader, he asked what any sensible person would.
“He was an agent like us. Come on, I’ll show you his datafile.”
*slides into your ask box with a pass* Do you have OCs here?
// Check the character list! UwU