"Hey there! Ma name’s Lumpy and it’s nice ta meetcha! I know we’re gonna get along real fine!"
(Hey everyone, I got my Lumpy blog up and running~)

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@genocidalsoldier
"Hey there! Ma name’s Lumpy and it’s nice ta meetcha! I know we’re gonna get along real fine!"
(Hey everyone, I got my Lumpy blog up and running~)
"Well, hey there son. How are you doing today? You need something from this old dog?" "Haallo!" *The…
(Alright everyone, I got my Pop and Cub blog up and running~!)
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} The boys froze, a bead of sweat rolling over their brows. It took a moment or two before they came to an understanding. “Duh.” “You’re a soldier, you’ve been in a war before.” It was fun playing dumb every now and then. Even so, they were still ready to run at any given moment. “Neat trick you got goin’.” “Trying to filet your tongue for later?” they teased more. Snickering, they prepared to take off, knowing those eyes were one of few determining factors on if they lived to see another day. Shifty tipped his hat, while Lifty gave a small bow. “Come on.” “It’s race time.”
"If you run, I'll chase you down...what do you think the fitness and running of a soldier is to two con-men, hm?" He asked, teasing right back. "If you go anywhere near Flaky's house, I will kill you...Flipped out or not." He replied grimly. His eyes glowed brighter, as if he was beginning to trigger himself...something he had never done before. "Now, why don't you two run along before I fucking tie you up and sew your heads together. That way, you won't be just twins, you'll be Siamese Twins." He laughed, obviously beginning to lose control as he went along.
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} “You wouldn’t do that,” Shifty and Lifty replied bluntly, laughing some, though they did hesitate when the knife actually came out. “Our suits are just fine, thanks.” “Tailored just for us.” Their smirk widened, watching how dangerously close they were getting to a flipped soldier. Taking a step back or two, they looked prepared to run at any moment. “So it’s settled?” “A race to Flaky’s house?” “Unless you’re afraid you’re gonna kill her.” “We’ll have our fun though.”
Flippy grunted, thinking something through. How was he going to stop these two without actually flipping? "You know, I wasn't always like this. I've killed people without flipping..." He chuckled lightly, pulling the knife back and running it across his tongue. Thank god he remembered how to do that without cutting his tongue like a dumbass. His eyes stayed glowing, as if he was ready to flip at the slightest possible trigger.
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} “Hide with… Flaky?” That perked the boys up considerably. “Perhaps we could do more than just hide with her.” “If you know what we mean.” They gave each other a knowing glance, waggling their eyebrows. Grinning widely, they turned back to the soldier before them. “Flaky wouldn’t do that to us~” they sang, “She’s too nice and sweet for that.” “Maybe we should take that chance.” Blinking, Shifty and Lifty gave a shrug, grinning with dark intentions.
"..Or perhaps I could kill you in a sane state of mind." He retorted, the knife being pulled from it's strap. "Now, would you like to go home in your suits, or in a body bag?" He asked, getting quite angry at this point, he held the knife up to a metal pole, light scraping it down the side. "You know, if I do this any louder, I'm going to flip..." His eyes began to glow gold, as they usually did. He was secretly hoping they'd leave before this got too out of hand.
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} Flexing their fingers, the two seemed completely uninterested. “Yes, of course.” “And we invented this thing called ‘running’.” “We’re sure you’ve heard of it,” they ended together. Their jest didn’t mean they weren’t scared, however, just very good at hiding it. In hindsight, Shifty and Lifty knew they didn’t have much of a chance against Flippy once he’s flipped, they didn’t often take that gamble since it was so one-sided. Still, they kept a strong front. “Do you really want to take that chance?” “After all, how hard is it to stop once you’ve started?”
"Well, considering the fact that no one is out here, I'm pretty sure I'd just end up killing myself for some sort of entertainment. Or, maybe you'd go and hide with Flaky or Handy, they've gotten me out of it before. Maybe they'd even give you up for their own lives." He laughed in return, sounding as if this was casual play to him by now, though inside he was punching himself.
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} “Of course it’s what we’re talking about,” they replied, looking a little dumbfounded. “Unless of course you stopped us because you wanted to kill us.” “But then again that leads to… this topic!” Snickering at the soldier’s misfortune, they shrugged. “What do we know?” “How not to be a loner, that’s what!” Oh teasing, it’s what’s definitely going to get them killed one day. Probably today if they didn’t stop soon.
As another attempt at a threat, Flippy turned his boot sideways, revealing the combat knife on the boot strap. "I am going to pick up the knife, scrape it against something and cause myself to flip just to kill you two...do you really want this to happen?" He asked, attempting to look somewhat menacing. He obviously didn't like what he was saying, but he had to try it one more time.
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} Once again, the boys pretended to be afraid, going as far as hiding behind their briefcases for a moment before breaking out into more laughter. “Oh yeah, sure.” “Come on… you kill us and there’s no one to talk to.” “You like things like that, right?” “Talking, being able to be… normal?” The two were really pushing their luck, but they held fast, watching with expectant gazes.
Flippy's expression only grew darker, getting quite sick of the twins and was just about ready to march down to Lumpy's to tell him- very slowly and clearly- not to pay attention to the two...either that or take their briefcases away. The problem with being part of the only law around the town was that he caused half the trouble there was... "Don't start with me on that, this isn't what we're talking about."
deathlysweetsquirrel replied to your post “deathlysweetsquirrel replied to your post: deathlysweetsquirrel...”
Oh, I do see what you mean, but you don't need to worry about that!! It's not like the style you use matters that much to us! Besides, you're awesome as it is, so we can all look past that!
(Eh, I'm not that awesome. But, thank you anyway :3)
deathlysweetsquirrel is an unfortunate soul
{♫}▬ Happily giggling, he skipped along the sidewalk. A lollipop hanging out of his mouth, jawbreaker in one hand, a bag of sweets in the other (Not at all good for his fourteen cavities, but oh well). Lazy eye rolling downward, he caught a glimpse of the Soldier. On a current sugar high, he’d forgotten most of the troubles the other had caused. Changing his direction, the boy all but ran towards the other, grin widening. “Hehehe, Hey!”
Sweet lord, Flippy thought he was about to die from the way Nutty ran toward him. He stopped in his tracks and took a small breath, looking down at the contents the boy held in his hand and shaking his head lightly. "Hey there, Nutty." He greeted. "How are you doing today?" He attempted to sound as cheery as possible, even though he was obviously not from the loneliness he was facing at that time.
deathlysweetsquirrel replied to your post: deathlysweetsquirrel replied to your post “(I’m...
Hm.. Flaky,Flippy,Russel,Mole,Giggles,Petunia,Splendid, and this one.. I think we have 9 in total, including you.. Wait, yep! In our group, we have 9
(As I thought, so you know what I mean now right? 8 blogs with the same style and then the one that sticks out.)
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} “Again?” They both chimed, feigning innocence, “Whatever do you mean?” More snickering. “We’re only trying to help a poor soul like him.” The boys looked at each other and grinned a little wider in knowing. “I don’t see why you would care about him…” “Don’t you have anything else to attend to?” Shifty and Lifty quirked their eyebrow as well, as if mocking Flippy.
Ow. Okay, he knew he was a loner but he didn't need to be told about it. "Oh you know, killing you boys and just about everyone else has it's down sides, you know." Flippy growled, obviously not liking the words coming out from his own mouth, but if threatening them was the only way to stop them, then he had to try it, right?
deathlysweetsquirrel is an unfortunate soul
There he was, the local sugar nut at it again. His happy cries could almost be heard from the town square as he stepped out of the candy store. Flippy shook his head with a small chuckle. 'How did he never have to go to the dentist? I mean, I know he went to the hospital that one time but...do we have a dentist?' Flippy thought to himself, before deciding to see if Nutty would run at the sight of him like some others were still doing... (Granted that was mostly Pop and Cub but)
deathlysweetsquirrel replied to your post “(I'm like, the odd one out in these HTF RP Blogs...Like, everyone's blogs and ways they do things are completely different to mine...Hm)”
Aww hun, thats completely fine! Besides, you were here before us, its not like you should change anything to match up with the rest of us!
(I know that, but it just seems weird to me. Like, before when I was a straggler with the fandom I didn't have anything to compare myself to, but now that there's a lot more blogs for it, I feel as though I need to do something so that I'm not entirely different from the other...what it is now, nine or ten?)
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
{£ || §} The boys chuckled to each other, toying with each other by lightly whacking legs with their briefcases. Their scam was so easy with one so airheaded. They were so close to their destination when they heard a familiar voice, which made them inwardly cringe and turn around. “Heya there, buddy.” “Heheheh…” “What can we do ya for?” Of course they ignored the initial question, snickering instead.
Flippy was clearly never in the mood to play around with these two, giving a small sigh. "What are you two up to this time? On your way to Lumpy's to try and scam him again?" He asked, cocking an eye in their direction. These two were always trouble, no matter what they seemed to be doing. If Flippy was actually doing something for once, he wouldn't have noticed them, but with the fact that no one really wanted to be near him, he was stuck on his own.
(I'm like, the odd one out in these HTF RP Blogs...Like, everyone's blogs and ways they do things are completely different to mine...Hm)
stealingtheraccoons is an unfortunate soul
What were they up to this time? Flippy groaned as he watched the two brothers walking around, dressed in their usual attire, carrying their usual briefcases and with their usual grins. They were about to con Lumpy again, weren't they? Flippy approached the two, cocking an eye at them. "What are you two doing?"