"Hey Chris how is Mike doin? heard he has some 'problems' again"
"I guess the guy is alright. Haven't seen him much lately so I wouldn't know..."
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@ask-chris-the-perfect-lover
"Hey Chris how is Mike doin? heard he has some 'problems' again"
"I guess the guy is alright. Haven't seen him much lately so I wouldn't know..."
Heyyyy fuckface<3 (its a dare so pls just no oh god) Yer lookin cute today (shit!)
"Well hello to you to mahogany. Always a.../pleasure/ to have you here in the Pizzeria now, isn't it?" He said with a forced smile.
HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR, BITCHES! 恭禧發財!!!!!
I AM WAITING FOR THIS YES.
Top 3 phrases that’ll create sexual tension
"Make me",
"oh really",
"is that so"
"prove it"
"What’s in it for me?"
"Wanna bet?"
"Scared, Potter?"
"can you feel it mr krabs?"
It was fun while it lasted, but I will pass this AU on to Cam!
"In time of difficulties, we must not lose sight of our achievements."
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If I make any more comics with Blind Vincent I’m gonna eventually break down.
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I was bored so I I translated this.
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I love how he glares around the room for monsters.
im not even a fan of homestuck but this
This is why you have to be a fan
THE MOTHERFUCKING HUNGRY CATERPILLAR. OK SO THIS FUCKER RIGHT HERE. HE IS REALLY HUNGRY. HE ATE A WHOLE APPLE BUT HE WAS STILL HUNGRY, HE ATE TWO PEARS BUT HE WAS STILL FUCKING HUNGRY. HE ATE 3 BANANAS AND HE WAS STILL HUNGRY, IS THERE SOMETHING THIS ENDLESS BAG OF SHIT THAT THIS INSECT WON’T EAT. THEN HE ATE 4 GODDAM CHERRIES…4…..AND HE WAS STILL FUCKING HUNGRY!!!!! MY GOD, HE HAS COME TO CONSUME ALL OF US.
oh my god what if he was legitimately checking the room for the caterpillar not monsters
"H-hello? Uhm, I'm the new janitor here, I was t-told to look for you..." he stuttered nervously
"Oh, hey," Chris said as he put the mop in the bucket of water. "Sooooo I’m guessing Boss sent you here then?" He wondered why would there be a new janitor? I mean, all you did was clean. The better job was an ACTUAL employee, not a janitor or a security guard.
He nodded, swallowing as he stuck out a hand. “I’m Sh-Shawn. S-sorry for my stutter, I have social anxiety… I’ll b-be fine in a little while.”
Social anxiety? Kid didn’t act like it that was for sure. “Umm, alright then,” Chris began, taking off the yellow rubber glove on his right hand and shook Shawn’s hand. “Names Chris as you already know,” the male began with a small smile. “Welcome to Freddy’s, a janitors worse nightmare. The land where children have sticky fingers and leave fingerprints everywhere, where they throw up on the carpet, piss everywhere and manage to hurt themselves.”
He nods hesitantly. “It’s still a paycheck.”
Chris shrugged his shoulder and put back on the yellow rubber glove before picking up the bucket at his feet and the rag. “True, you have a point there,” he said before nodding his head on the direction of the hallway behind them. “C’mon, I’ll show you where you can get your uniform if you don’t already have one. We janitors have a special rag to wear as cleaning duty of Fuckboy—I mean Freddy’s.” Chris smiled a bit before chuckling. Boy had he been hanging around Mike a little too much. Ever since he decided to listen to that crazy security guard’s rantings and warning about the animatronics, he started to pick up his speech patterns. That wasn’t good when you were surrounded by kids and they ask you where Freddy is and you almost respond with “yeah, Fuckboy is over there.”
He laughed. “I seen them animatronics. Seems like an accurate name for them creepy robots.”
"Yeah, well they’re just robots," Chris began as he led Shawn down the hallway. "They’re nothing more than just old rusted machinery that can walk around to entertain the kids. You shouldn’t be afraid of them though, just cause they’re creepy looking don’t mean they’ll jump out and kill ya."
"I don’t trust ‘em, is all." he replied, following. "But enough about them th-things. Where you from, man?"
"From downtown," he said with a shrug. "Living on my own and stuff, what about you? Haven’t seen you around the town until now."
"I’m new to the area, I left my old town to escape the hate and the bullies… I was miserable there cause I’m pansexual and they apparently say it’s a crime against god or some shit."
"Ah yes, the whole sinner crap some people decide to pull out," he said with a sigh. "Yeah, I’m transgender so you could image how some people reacted to that. Original name was Crystal, but please, call me Chris and by male pronouns. I had to, uh, ‘pay’ for my name tag to read ‘Chris’ instead of ‘Crystal.’ Sucks huh?"
He laughs and nods. “Aye, that it do.”
"Aye, that it do indeed," he said with a smile. "But yeah, if the days gift security guard Mike starts going after ya with all his ‘evil robot’ crap, don’t listen to him. Guy got part of his brain bit off supposably, ain’t all there, literally. But he’s managed to survive and live a somewhat normal life so I’ll give him that." Chris approached the Janitor’s closet and swung it open. Inside lied the usual stuff. Buckets, mops, brooms, extra aprons if needed and gloved, the usual janitor stuff. "Alright new guy, suit up and get to work. This place ain’t gonna clean itself and the kids most certainly won’t clean after themselves."
He chuckles and grabs the necessary items, putting them on. “I know Mike, actually. His girlfriend Doll is my cousin, so I’ve met him before. Outside of his workplace, he’s actually a really nice guy. I’m glad that him and Doll are together, they balance each other out.” he sighs slightly as he finishes. “I hope to have a relationship like theirs someday.”
"Relationships are work buddy," Chris began, chuckling at Shawn's wishful thinking. "They're nothing to mess around with and believe me, what Doll and Mike have takes dedication and a lot of real love there... But Mike forever is a nut job when it comes to the animatronics."
"Um hello? im the new nightguard here?" she asked nervously
"Oh, you poor soul..." Chris began in a concerned tone. He set aside the mop and bucket, walked over to the girl and placed his hands on her shoulders. "You've applied for a job in Hell...honey I'm so sorry..."
Chica had made another mess at the kitchen again!
"FUCKING HELL!AGAIN?!"
Kids took a shit on the floor mind if i help out?
"Honestly...I need a hand.... Help"
"H-hello? Uhm, I'm the new janitor here, I was t-told to look for you..." he stuttered nervously
"Oh, hey," Chris said as he put the mop in the bucket of water. "Sooooo I’m guessing Boss sent you here then?" He wondered why would there be a new janitor? I mean, all you did was clean. The better job was an ACTUAL employee, not a janitor or a security guard.
He nodded, swallowing as he stuck out a hand. “I’m Sh-Shawn. S-sorry for my stutter, I have social anxiety… I’ll b-be fine in a little while.”
Social anxiety? Kid didn’t act like it that was for sure. “Umm, alright then,” Chris began, taking off the yellow rubber glove on his right hand and shook Shawn’s hand. “Names Chris as you already know,” the male began with a small smile. “Welcome to Freddy’s, a janitors worse nightmare. The land where children have sticky fingers and leave fingerprints everywhere, where they throw up on the carpet, piss everywhere and manage to hurt themselves.”
He nods hesitantly. “It’s still a paycheck.”
Chris shrugged his shoulder and put back on the yellow rubber glove before picking up the bucket at his feet and the rag. “True, you have a point there,” he said before nodding his head on the direction of the hallway behind them. “C’mon, I’ll show you where you can get your uniform if you don’t already have one. We janitors have a special rag to wear as cleaning duty of Fuckboy—I mean Freddy’s.” Chris smiled a bit before chuckling. Boy had he been hanging around Mike a little too much. Ever since he decided to listen to that crazy security guard’s rantings and warning about the animatronics, he started to pick up his speech patterns. That wasn’t good when you were surrounded by kids and they ask you where Freddy is and you almost respond with “yeah, Fuckboy is over there.”
He laughed. “I seen them animatronics. Seems like an accurate name for them creepy robots.”
"Yeah, well they’re just robots," Chris began as he led Shawn down the hallway. "They’re nothing more than just old rusted machinery that can walk around to entertain the kids. You shouldn’t be afraid of them though, just cause they’re creepy looking don’t mean they’ll jump out and kill ya."
"I don’t trust ‘em, is all." he replied, following. "But enough about them th-things. Where you from, man?"
"From downtown," he said with a shrug. "Living on my own and stuff, what about you? Haven’t seen you around the town until now."
"I’m new to the area, I left my old town to escape the hate and the bullies… I was miserable there cause I’m pansexual and they apparently say it’s a crime against god or some shit."
"Ah yes, the whole sinner crap some people decide to pull out," he said with a sigh. "Yeah, I’m transgender so you could image how some people reacted to that. Original name was Crystal, but please, call me Chris and by male pronouns. I had to, uh, ‘pay’ for my name tag to read ‘Chris’ instead of ‘Crystal.’ Sucks huh?"
He laughs and nods. “Aye, that it do.”
"Aye, that it do indeed," he said with a smile. "But yeah, if the days gift security guard Mike starts going after ya with all his 'evil robot' crap, don't listen to him. Guy got part of his brain bit off supposably, ain't all there, literally. But he's managed to survive and live a somewhat normal life so I'll give him that." Chris approached the Janitor's closet and swung it open. Inside lied the usual stuff. Buckets, mops, brooms, extra aprons if needed and gloved, the usual janitor stuff. "Alright new guy, suit up and get to work. This place ain't gonna clean itself and the kids most certainly won't clean after themselves."
I am Iron Man
WHAT THE FUCK
WHAT EVEN
I’ve been watching this for like 3 minutes straight
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dear god, let it be enough
Still funny