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heard alot about this tumblr thing that lightners are on. why not give it a (big) shot?

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HEY EVERY !!

i heard lightners are into these sites nowadays! so why not give it a try? im sure tenna would love if i got a bit closer to our audience!!

(ooc: this blog is run by @violentneoo !)

RULES

(1. i am a minor, don't be a weirdo. lightly suggestive jokes TOWARDS SPAMTON are alright but nothing too crazy please.)

(2. absolutely no homophobia, transphobia, racism, proshipping, or anything like that.)

(3. (do not spam ask. and by that i mean, do not ask a bunch of unrelated questions. if you ask several questions in a day i will most likely stop responding to them if they're not any form of actual question/continuing a story.)

(4. certain random questions are alright but id rather you stick on the subject of deltarune!)

(5. ship questions are VERY welcome. go nuts.)

(btw the phone divider is by @/mypuchiart on here, and the profile picture is @/raccootic. for now the profile picture is a placeholder as i might draw something eventually?)

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Have you tried to put a fridge magnet on Tenna's screen before? I head it creates some... interesting colors

oh yeah. its real funny.

he goes all goofy and stuff and acts pretty dumb.

and his screen goes all funky..

and hes kinda clingy.

..but um. i guess i dont mind that par- WHAT I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!!

(ooc: receiving and answering this while in a call together is very funny to me)

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[A treat basket sits on the floor just outside the door of Spamton's office, containing an assortment of browser cookies and decorated with a fancy deep blue ribbon with a gold star pattern. Resting amongst the cookies is a note.]

"Reach for the stars, Bigshot. Heaven's watching! —☆"

[The note was written in thin, loopy cursive, and honestly a bit hard to read. Nothing about it really says anything about who it's from.]

ooh free stuff!!

*he reads the note, struggling but figuring it out eventually.

..huh.

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"BUB! bub bub- oh you are legitimately KILLING ME SMALLS!"

-The rabbit exasperatedly yelled out, having about half of an idea to rush on over and put a stop. B u t. You really can't stop what was already sown and sitched- can you? 𝘈 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦.

He would be attempting to rush on down regardless.-

-🍋‍🟩

*spamton would find the source of the ringing and reach out his hand to pick up the phone.

(ooc: idk how to go about this so im just gonna like type out actions idk what he'd have to say in this lmfao)

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The glasses! The glasses spoke to me! I actually didn't understand half of what it was saying though. I heard it say something about TV and BigShot so thought maybe it wanted to see a TV star Big Shot, and who better of a TV star Big Shot is there other than you!!!

since when do glasses talk..??

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"DON'T ANSWER THAT CURSED PEICE OF PLASTIC-"

-A certain rabbit would shout over, having spotted the guy while he was snooping upon his break. Shouting a lil too loud on the nose, but EY. ITS THE DAMN PHONE!-

-🍋‍🟩

i ain't gonna listen to you!!

i need those instructions.

(ooc: i say the whole phone thing is just like spamton's benefactor giving him instructions n shi on 'how to be a big shot' if that makes sense)

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*the phone rings*

...

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"Sick, thanks pipsqueak-" He nonchalantly calls out the poor guys shortness.

*𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘖𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥-

-The strange ol bunny waved a semi thank you, and went off on his way to repair.

Swear, where is tenna finding these guys. First the bird-, now this?? Ay. Beats the sudden 𝗯𝗼𝘅 horror at least.-

-🍋‍🟩

*he just rolled his eyes and went back to whatever he was doing before.

(ooc: bro is being bullied /silly)

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-Contrasted from the last folk who keeps returning, leaving with a definite ominous warning. A rather bright pinkish scrappy bunny...punk- mechanic?? Had strode on in, with a patched up duffle bag slung over his shoulder, swaggring right in. Stood up ears dropping down just a smidge as soon he stooped midway to look down at the rather short...- employer. Just about to ask before he saw who the hell brought him here.

"Yooo, im looking for a bub-, got a name...uh- spamto g? Yea, that g-"

"Woa, and I thought my other clients were uh..- a bit on the stepping stool size-" He muttered, fidgeting with the lil lollipop stuck between his shark teeth. Before tapping his conversed heel habitually. Looking down with just one eye, as the other was covered by some kind puffy bang.

"Don't mind the jokes bubs, ain't here for trouble. Just a job-, got a heads up someone is im need of a...- lemme check on the list-"

He opens up a series of holograms to his left to look through some kind of blueprint diagram. One of them however ...- also looked eeirly the same to the old suit in the 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩..??

Then picked up one that looked like Tenna, just- well, 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘯. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺- 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵??

"Tenna, as the tip said. Mind telling me where this oldie is yo-, it'll help a ton."

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(Ooc: we about to get real mecha here folks, Heheheheh)

yeah im spamton- hey i ain't stepping stool size!!-

*he watches.. whatever's happening infront of him.

oh- uh- tenna?- he's probably in his office. just over there-

*he pointed in a direction over down a hallway.

if he ain't there just ask a pippins or somethin. or come back to me.

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what is your outfit

it's just somethin tenna liked.

he's real into the whole matching vibe. i ain't complaining, i like red, and i like suits.

the yellow tie sounded stupid at first but i knew tenna could pull it off so i just went with it.

and he gave me that gold pin eventually. i like that too.

(ooc: this reminded me of the red suit comic by @aubobbies i absolutely recommend checking it out its very good i love it so much)

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spamton, how did you become a big shot?

a real big shot never reveals his secrets!

not even tenna knows!!

*you can't help but feel like his smile looks forced.

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I know right! But the thing is, coloured glasses are common, go to any glasses store or glasses emporium you can make custom ones exactly like this so it's not exactly why I thought them special and cool enough to take away the time of a massive star and Big Shot like you!

*I come a lil closer in a more hushed tone, I wisper

ɪᴛ sᴘᴏᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ!

..what?- what spoke- huh????

*he steps back, glancing around with a nervous smile.

(ooc: oouuuh spooky..)

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Hey Spamton! How do you feel about the fact you're so small compared to Tenna (when he is at his full size)?

(OOC statement: Also hii neo waves finally worked up the nerve to ask stuff lmao I wanted to for a while!)

I AIN'T SMALL! HES JUST MASSIVE!!

HES SO TALL HE COULD JUST- just-.. pick me up an' hug me an-

S-SHUT UP!!

*he realizes he got off track. despite you not saying anything, he says this anyways.

(ooc: hi dakota :3)

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do you like eggs

yes. blue ones.

i don't like eating them though. feels wrong. even though they're basically empty.

*he mumbled to himself.

one of them feels different. maybe i'll give it to tenna..

(ooc: oouuuhh i wonder what im referencinggg..)

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*I approach you with more enthusiasm, having been given a hug and handshake with the autograph last time even though I made a mistake

Hi Mr.Spamton! I found something cool again!

*I pull out something wrapped in pretty pink paper

*I open up to show

These pairs of glasses! Aren't they cool, they are like the eyes of the cat I showed, pretty pink and this shiny golden yellow!

[where is this kid/just-adult getting these things [[HEAVEN]] knows]

huh. they look pretty cool.

nice, kid.

*he can't help but feel a sense of familiarity for these. wonder why.

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Think it's coming for me, answer the phone

I can't explain until you're all alone

It pulls the strings and makes them ring

Until your heart gets ripped up!​

Think it's coming for me, answer the phone

(Think it's coming for me, answer the phone)

I can't explain until you're all alo-o-o-o—

It pulls the strings and—

​Pulls the strings and— (Makes them ring)

Tell you what, you big shot!

i'm sure these words are irrelevant to my future and will have no effect on me one day!!

*📞

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" ...it what-"

The bird was now staring dead panned, the lenses even "stutter" the colored sheen.

He looks back at the clipboard, then around.

"....did you perhaps saw any cat prints...- or anything- weird, beyond the box taking a straight up vacation to the backrooms-" >>

Every word seemed to be on edge now. Even pulling away the clipboard a lil too fast, it just feels a whole fumble. Before taking a small crowed sigh.

"Whatever the case it is...- i suggest keep an eye out around here, who knows if ...𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢-

Stay safe bigshot. Think you'll need it."

-The bird would take a flighty leave, looking behind himself just in case.-

-📮

no- i didn't see any..

..what?

*he watched him leave.