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Nefarious Law (Closed RP)
Eunica chuckled through her closed lips at their reaction to that. It reminded her of how people thought she and a certain crime scene investigator, in a city she had investigated in, were a thing. Wanda’s flustered reaction only amused her more.
"Eunica Chambers," she replied, taking his hand. "I’d remove my gloves, but it’s freezing out here. I met your—er—acquaintance some months ago at an antique shop. Let’s just get this over with and we can go some place warm." She stepped aside so that they could get a good glimpse at the scene ahead.
"The murders have made the newspapers," she explained. "Three murders in one night. The bodies were not found, but everything else about this looks like a typical murder scene…" She reached into her coat and took out a pair of pince nez glasses and put them on. "Have your employers given you any information that I might not know?"
Monty gave a graceful nod of his head as he took Eunica's hand, and shook it firmly. She had a good grip to her, and seemed to have her head about her shoulders as well. Usually Wanda's acquaintances were...of a bit lesser caliber. Who knew, maybe something would go right for once.
"I would agree. This cold isn't the most conducive to a proper investigation. With luck, this shouldn't take long, Miss Chambers."
Wanda pushed past her partner, hands fisted deep into the pockets of her coat to keep them warm from the wind. Usually she was expecting a gristly scene laid out before her, bodies included. But to have them missing? Now that was something different. Wanda finally pulled her hand out of her pocket, rubbing at the side of her face.
"So the officials know there were murders, but no bodies...are you sure they weren't eaten or anythin'?"
Nefarious Law (Closed RP)
Eunica turned her head to the voices down the way. She had been standing there for an hour, now. The snow had started to gently come down from the dreary sky overhead.
It couldn’t be… She squinted off into the distance. There was someone coming alright. Two people, and as they got closer, she could have sworn one of them looked familiar. The raven-haired lady… where had she seen her before? She walked towards the duo to greet them, when the other woman stopped suddenly and spoke.
"Wanda?" Eunica put a hand on her hip with a smirk. "Well, well, looks like we both had our secrets, huh?" She looked towards Monty. "Boyfriend?"
At the boyfriend comment, both figures turned to look at each other, and put on the most disgusted look they could manage. They held each other's gaze with furrowed eyebrows, before looking back at the woman before them.
"Take the farthest thing from boyfriend, drag it through the mud, and you'd have us. Seriously though, you're the last person I expected here! You, er, secrets, yeah, eheh, about that..."
While Wanda was making a series of vague hand motions, Monty stepped forward to give a slight bow.
"While that buffoon proceeds to mangle the English language, let me introduce myself. Delmont Courier, at your service, ma'am. I don't believe we've been properly acquainted."
Nefarious Law (Closed RP)
Dear Miss Chambers,
It has been some time since your last official case. After the incident in December, we are setting you up with a special case to make sure your skills have not become rusty. Tales of your competence since your blunders three years ago have not gone unnoticed. All we ask is to prove these stories are not just stories.
We have paired you up with an agent of and affiliate of ours. You will not have to travel far. Your investigation will be in Waterpeak. In addition to the heightened paranormal activity, as a result of The Bookkeeper’s actions, there seem to have been a string of peculiar murders. We have contacted the police, and they have handed the investigation over to us. Your orders are simple: Find who or what is caused the deaths, and bring them to a stop. Enclosed is a check for half of the amount you are to be paid, in compensation.
Go now, and bring the tales to life,
Arno Zolnerwich, International Magi Patrol Investigative Branch Chairman
Eunica folded the letter back up again, looking around. IMP always proved itself inept in some form, even now. Where am I supposed to meet? she wondered. She had driven to the most recent crime scene, figuring it would be the place that made the most sense. The cold air tussled her fiery locks and bit at the tips of her ears. While she was eager to look for information at the scene, she wanted to wait for her partner to show up—whoever they were.
"Round, would you please slow down before you trip over something? I'm not fixing you up this time around!"
The duo were very often heard before they were seen. Heavy footsteps were offset by a quiet click upon the pavement, now observed by the polished wood cane held in the hand of the taller of the two. They certainly were an odd bunch; the woman in her oversized glasses and even larger coat, and the man in his perfectly tailored clothes. The man was currently having a bit of trouble keeping up with his companion, having a slight limp in his left leg.
"Monty, we can't wait to sit around! There's dead bodies just laying around, ripe for the, er, searching! And hiding from the general public! We don't want somebody to swipe them up!"
Her companion, Monty as she called him, could only grimace at the back of the woman's head. He groaned, gripping tighter to the file of papers under his arm. Just another day with his wonderful partner.
"Do you even know anything about this case? Or who we're working with? Or is this just one of your 'airbrained schemes, as usual?"
"O-of course I know what I'm doing! You can trust me!"
Wanda ignored the scoff from under Monty's breath, increasing her pace just a bit quicker. At the sight of a figure in front of them, she instantly stopped, causing Monty to stumble and run into her back. While Monty tried to keep a tight hold on the file in his hands and curse at the woman, Wanda merely stared.
"Eunica?"
Blog Revamp!
((Well, as some of you may have seen, I've decided to bring this blog back! New name, new theme, new info, all that good stuff. I just simply couldn't let this blog die. So as things stand, Wanda is back! The gun-toting, tie-wearing, grumpy-french-sidekick Wanda, that is. I'm hoping this will let me kinda take a breather with things, and stick more to OC shenanigans.
That being said, I'm not going to be doing much with the Don't Starve fandom anymore. I've had a blast with the community, but I think it's time to move on. I still will have DS Wanda up as an AU, as I also have a couple threads with that, but from now on this Wanda is the focus!
I will be open to AU ideas though; especially of the Fallout, Pokemon, and Bioshock variety. And any other ideas!
I'm trying to think of any more important info, but I just cleaned out half of this blog, and I'm kinda beat! I'm declaring this blog open, buuutttt there's a couple things that need to be added! But yeah, this glass eyed wanderer is back.))
trenidia replied to your post:((Well, got a couple goals for the day. Get to...
I feel as if Tren could learn so much from her! And also general plotting against Walter.
((She could, indeedy! How to harass people with sweaters, how to annoy Maxwell and get away with it, and other fun topics!))
I needed a warmup for today and I haven't done a colored piece of this giblet so here have a shoddy 20 min. doodle.
Then there's this asshole.
starvingonaprayer replied to your photo:Wrong kind of sweater, Wanda.
I’ll take 20)
Remember your vows, father! I'm pretty sure there's something in the Bible about like, 'thou shall not wear boob window sweaters' or something.
Wrong kind of sweater, Wanda.
I like it.
I think I can forgive Walter for that one, it is rather fetching on you!
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[[ Even monster Walter is silly like always if it makes you feel better. ]]
Reunion / Closed RP with steampunked-gentleman-scientist
Wilson sighed a bit when she tried to turn around once more and kept gently pushing her forward. They had to move.
“Wanda, stop turning around. Always looking behind you won’t make anything better and besides - we’ve got Chester with us, he’ll notice much earlier than us if there’s someone.”, he said.
"Yes, yes you're right, I just..." Wanda clenched her jaw as she stopped herself from looking over her shoulder once more. Better to grit one's teeth and bear the pain, right? Though, her resolve soon broke, and she turned to look again.
"I mean, what if Chester thinks him to be an enemy? No, no, I have an idea!" Wanda quickly dashed in front of Wilson and had her hands out, breaking into a broad smile.
"Hey, can I go back, just for a minute? I need to leave a sign! Or a note, or something! Just for when he finds it!"
Everybody says, 'Wanda, no'.
But what everybody really means is 'Wanda, yes'.
D< If I see anybody wearing one of my sweaters that’s not Walter, I’m going to be very cross.
And they’re shared with love as well! I have no use for them anyway right now, look at me, I’m like 30 sizes bigger!
Well, that just means that I need to make you some new ones! And you should save those ones, in case you need them if or when you get all human-y again!
trenidia replied to your post:D< If I see anybody wearing one of my sweaters...
*was tempted to ask for one*
Wanda will give out free sweaters to whoever can stuff that great big bag of feathers into one.
D< If I see anybody wearing one of my sweaters that's not Walter, I'm going to be very cross.