Painter's Alley, HobbyHoo

"A Bizzyboy and a Shapeshifter walk into a bar- or...studio? Well, it can be a bar too." ----- [Great God Grove oc rp blog- run by two very cool people!] [Both mods are over 18, might have some 18+ themes/mentions, and of course, ggg spoilers!]

[groovy-bizzyness]

"Capochin's gonna kick my ass if he sees me not workin'."

"Tell him it's important Bizzyboy business. Investigating my cool studio."

"Hey, gamers, welcome to our little corner of the internet. I'm Viv, and this is my ever bizzy friend-"

"Are you high right now? Anyways I'm Mac. Hope you guys enjoy our corner! Viv is this a corner?"

"I mean I'd consider it more of a...wait, no? I'm not high?? Gods- Anyway! I really just wanted to have somewhere to show off my art, but honestly? Bein' able to talk to the rest of the grove sounds far out. Also I wanted Mac to know what the other Bizzyboys were up to on here."

"I love spilling tea, it's my favorite activity." [He smiles]

The demons demanded an ask/rp blog and I had to deliver. With my boyfriend /silly. Great God Grove spoilers are inevitable but WILL be tagged. Also might make some 18+ mentions/jokes. These will also be tagged. - Warren

Bizzy in the front, boy in the back - Riot What my boyfriend said, lmao - Warren

[MAIN TAGS]

#groovy music - viv / bizzy chatter - mac - [GENERAL] #ask the painter / #ask the 2nd in command - [REPLIES TO ASKS] #says the painter / #says the 2nd in command - [INTERACTIONS] #mod warren / #mod riot - [OOC TALK] #artful reblogs - [REBLOGS]

[groovy-bizzyness]

OC INFO!

VIV / VIVIAN

He/It || Transgender || Over 25

A groovy guy! Saw Thespius and lowkey decided that was Gender.

Used to live in BuzzHuzz before moving to Hobbyhoo. Not the biggest fan of where he was born but it's whatever- it wasn't as art filled when he was younger.

A shapeshifter! People don't generally know this. He does not generally tell.

Big fan of all the Gods, really. He considers them great muses- even if he's been painting a certain god's second in command a lot lately.

Big painting fan, if that wasn't obvious. Also dabbles in sculpting sometimes. Likes to make [and sell] little statuettes of the Gods

Been following the Bizzyboys around a lot lately. Aside from his friend being one he just enjoys the vibes he sees. [Does he want to be a Bizzyboy? Up for debate. Leave him alone.]

MAC / MACKERELICK

He/they/it || what is gender? || Over 25

Was the second bizzyboy to join after Capochin

Is second in command to Capochin "Gods know he needs to sleep at some point"

Is blind. "If you couldn't tell >:]"

He knows a lot of intel due to his increased hearing "Ask and you will receive >:] "

Likes to paint and knit (Is it good? Only the Gods know)

Pretty okay with the other Gods, never saw the appeal of them though

Inspekta is the guy he looks up too. He's been with Inspekta before he was Inspekta. He's always been close and will do anything for him. Anything.

[inspektahekta]

4/11... ahh, men-murmur-reese... did yew guys know there used to be two Spires?

[groovy-bizzyness]

I don't want to talk about it..... Inspekta why would you do this

[inspektahekta]

4/11... ahh, men-murmur-reese... did yew guys know there used to be two Spires?

[groovy-bizzyness]

Beg your pardon???

[da-dawc]

got da day off, yew know wat dat means

[inspektahekta]

[groovy-bizzyness]

(What interesting information that I want Erased from my mind.)

Dose parties always hit different. Missing dem 😔

[asktylerthegodpoke]

hi im the candy man would you like some candy

...no. Mama taught me not to take candy from strangers.

He says before closing the door, locking it, deadbolting it, and pushing a box of heavy stuff against the door.

[e-da-best-bizzy-boy]

:O i want candys

[groovy-bizzyness]

No, E. I can give you candy- do not take it from a stranger please-

[groovy-bizzyness]

I fear I may have a new muse

[dadocisin]

WHO ARE YEW PEOEPLE ?????

[figmoomoo-da-bizzy]

Stalkers prob-ablay

Dey don't say anythang.... dey jus... watch...

[dadocisin]

...Why would eye of all people have stalkers???

[figmoomoo-da-bizzy]

Yer a hottie dawc! Who wouldunt want tah stalk yew???

[dadocisin]

WHAT????

FIG YA CANT JUSTE SAY STUFF LIEK DAT??

[figmoomoo-da-bizzy]

Wot?!?!? Have eye evah lied tah ya dawc??

Ah see hawt n' ah say hawt! It ain't a big thang ! Jus tellin da truth!

[da-devilish-devilboys]

WHEEEZE

[dadocisin]

OKAY. THEN.

for the masses.

ame i. hawt???

👍

👎

get back to work

Voting ended onJan 4, 2025

[dadocisin]

…Yew guys know how ta make an old man feel spesh-ale, huh?

[groovy-bizzyness]

Doc you are SUCH a cutie don't let anyone tell you otherwise

[inspektahekta]

//this event took quite a lot of effort and a lot of those who participated (including yours truly) are in my RP-focused discord server, which is linked in my pinned! if you want to RP or just want to chat and watch, it's still open for more! it has its own continuity and events separate from the tumblr timeline's. either way, i'm now going to list out everyone who participated. think of this like the credits at the end of the game!

@inspektahekta @da-devilish-devilboys @asktylerthegodpoke @dadocisin @figmoomoo-da-bizzy

@ahtsy-voyager @cledachefbizzy @trashcomedyclown @e-da-best-bizzy-boy @bizzyboy-nickelas @thabizziestbee @groovy-bizzyness @2keysmashbizzy @lolidabizzyboy @thebauhazzone @askmissmitternacht @bizzyghost @eloquentgod @bidzzyboy

//but of course, don't think that the end of the event marks the end of this blog, i'll be running it for hopefully quite some time to come

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Mac pauses.]

Wait, did I hear Hector....

[He whispers. His face drops into a frown.]

> No, no, it's Inspekta now. He couldn't be Hector anymore. You experienced that ship burn. You.....

> You can't get your hopes up. He wouldn't return. No matter how hard you want him too.

I guess I'm goin crazy.

[He whispers, shaking his head to throw the thoughts out of his head]

> You miss him. You know what the longing and hope in your chest means. You wish it would leave. It's not needed anymore.

> You wonder what got you mixed up in the first place. Who could it have been? A random person? A hallucination? I guess you should leave that alone for now. You and the Bizzies have more to worry about now. With the Rift and cleaning up Inspekta's plans.

[nameless-bizzyboy]

[…]

[You are situated (with your cloud) RIGHT above the spire.]

[You were also late! And couldn’t drop your mirror.

You DID witness the second half of the battle,however. So maybe it’s best that you didn’t.]

[The cloud got a little bigger on its way to the spire. You would probably be able to only see your legs dangling from it if you were beneath yourself!]

[…What now?]

[You can’t just stay in this cloud forever. And…you don’t know what happens to the bizzyboys after this. If they talked about it,you couldn’t hear it from this high up.]

[If you don’t ask for help now….will you be stuck like this forever?]

[…]

[You weigh your options for a little while,then pull out your phone with a sigh. You’re honestly surprised someone didn’t see you already,but…]

~~~~

<<dat-guy>> - hey. look up.

~~~~ @groovy-bizzyness

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Viv looks up and-]

Oh, Hi!

Huh, Viv? What's up?

It's the bizzy we got out of the hole, I think.

[Mac looks up, as if he could see.]

Oh, hi hole bizzy. We should get ya a name at some point.

[inspektahekta]

▷ Finally, Hector makes it down the Spire. He's accompanied by his captains to the van. He offers to drive instead of the usual bizzyboy, and climbs into their seat. All the way back to the Grove Cove, he smokes a ciggy with the window rolled down, letting himself zone out a little while he thinks as he drives, of everything that happened - everything he's done.

▷ He stops the van in the middle of the Cove, getting out along with his captains pouring from the God Complex. One of them finds a box for him, setting it down so that he can stand on it. Despite already being taller than most bizzyboys and even some normal humans, it somehow made him stand out even more.

Every-buddy... I have an uh-nouns-mint ta make. Some of yew may recognize me, but to da ones dat don't... I was Inspekta. I... forged lettahs to make King look bad. I tried ta kill all da gods so I could be tha only one, so the bizzies could get more respect... but dat ain't tha way.

I screwed up, as bad as any-buddy could widdout ack-shelly endin' da woild - and maybe I woulda, if my people 'n da Godpoke didn't stand up ta me. I'm saw-ree, and I will do everything in my powah to make it up to youse- to da Grove. I prah-miss.

▷ Despite the dread he felt while driving here, this made him feel... somehow better. And while the response was as bad as he'd feared in some respects, many people from the crowd sympathized, just like his bizzies and the gods did. They respected his apology, although not all of them accepted it immediately - as he thought, but he knew it was deserved.

▷ He shuffles back into the God Complex, letting the driver do their job this time as they begin taking him to Milldread next. While inside, he looks down at himself and watches his torso turn into hands. He still has a lot of work to do in here between visits, after all... and he's gotta finish it before the Rift Festival celebration he's having with his boys at the burger joint later...

[inspektahekta]

▷ Hector pulls out a cigar from his pocket. One that Dee got him for Christmas. He lights it up and puts it in his mouth while he turns to the gods on the Rift, watching as every so often Dee or the Godpoke shoot out a bizzy at them and they grab hold. With each bizzy given to the gods to help hold together the Rift, it starts to shrink ever-so-slightly.

▷ With one last bizzy added, the gods all start pulling at Dee's command. He puffs on the cigar one last time before tossing it over the Spire's edge, then turns to Dee with a triumphant grin all over his face.

@da-devilish-devilboys!!!

LAUNCH ME NOW.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Eye’ thought yu’d nevah’ ask.

[with way too much enthusiasm, she grabbed Hector by his armpits, lifting him up with, and with some effort, starts spinning as she did with all the other bizzies-]

Fer’ da’ record… eye meant what eye’ said to ya’. Yer’ a real gud’ guy, Hec’s. Eye’ know yu’ll make dis’ rite.

[and she let’s go.]

[inspektahekta]

Whooooooooo---eeeee!!!!

▷ Hector lets out a surprised and then joyful shriek at the sudden and rough handling, but he's a bizzyboy too after all... he can handle this.

Thank yew Dee... let's do it togethah! STARTIN' WITH...!

▷ And Dee lets go, flinging him with all her might at the bizzychain she and the Godpoke had created together with his boys' help. He grabs hold of a bizzy's hand and one of Miss Mitternacht's bony fingers. He looks at her apologetically, knowing that everything he did to her and King was the worst of his crimes... how could he ever repay them? Still, he can't focus on that now.

▷ EVERYONE IS HERE!!! With one gigantic cacophony of grunts, every single bizzy and every single god in the pile pull all at once. The Rift closes slowly, slowly, slowly... until it's barely open. Hector, panting, looks down at Dee from his perch with the gods and bizzies.

... huff... huff... I'm proud'a yew, Dee.

▷ And finally, the Rift closes entirely. After a moment of stunned silence, all the bizzies are handed back down to the Spire's platforms by the gods, until last of all Hector comes down with them, his body trembling as he reaches for his knees and breathes heavily.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

…is…

Is it… ovah’…?

[dee stood on the spire, knee’s suddenly feeling weak. Adrenaline finally wearing down.]

[groovy-bizzyness]

Sorry! Gods, you were so amazing I just- sorry. That was incredible.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

I-I - uh y-yu’, uh I-i…

[she gulped, absolutely blue(?) in the face and frazzled.]

Yer. Yer gud’.

[groovy-bizzyness]

I know you aren’t the heroic type, but you really were wonderful out there. Getting everyone together, helping Hector. It was…so…so cool

[inspektahekta]

▷ Hector pulls out a cigar from his pocket. One that Dee got him for Christmas. He lights it up and puts it in his mouth while he turns to the gods on the Rift, watching as every so often Dee or the Godpoke shoot out a bizzy at them and they grab hold. With each bizzy given to the gods to help hold together the Rift, it starts to shrink ever-so-slightly.

▷ With one last bizzy added, the gods all start pulling at Dee's command. He puffs on the cigar one last time before tossing it over the Spire's edge, then turns to Dee with a triumphant grin all over his face.

@da-devilish-devilboys!!!

LAUNCH ME NOW.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Eye’ thought yu’d nevah’ ask.

[with way too much enthusiasm, she grabbed Hector by his armpits, lifting him up with, and with some effort, starts spinning as she did with all the other bizzies-]

Fer’ da’ record… eye meant what eye’ said to ya’. Yer’ a real gud’ guy, Hec’s. Eye’ know yu’ll make dis’ rite.

[and she let’s go.]

[inspektahekta]

Whooooooooo---eeeee!!!!

▷ Hector lets out a surprised and then joyful shriek at the sudden and rough handling, but he's a bizzyboy too after all... he can handle this.

Thank yew Dee... let's do it togethah! STARTIN' WITH...!

▷ And Dee lets go, flinging him with all her might at the bizzychain she and the Godpoke had created together with his boys' help. He grabs hold of a bizzy's hand and one of Miss Mitternacht's bony fingers. He looks at her apologetically, knowing that everything he did to her and King was the worst of his crimes... how could he ever repay them? Still, he can't focus on that now.

▷ EVERYONE IS HERE!!! With one gigantic cacophony of grunts, every single bizzy and every single god in the pile pull all at once. The Rift closes slowly, slowly, slowly... until it's barely open. Hector, panting, looks down at Dee from his perch with the gods and bizzies.

... huff... huff... I'm proud'a yew, Dee.

▷ And finally, the Rift closes entirely. After a moment of stunned silence, all the bizzies are handed back down to the Spire's platforms by the gods, until last of all Hector comes down with them, his body trembling as he reaches for his knees and breathes heavily.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

…is…

Is it… ovah’…?

[dee stood on the spire, knee’s suddenly feeling weak. Adrenaline finally wearing down.]

[groovy-bizzyness]

Sorry! Gods, you were so amazing I just- sorry. That was incredible.

[inspektahekta]

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Y’know spek’s…

[Dee started, walking towards the edge of her platform, the sounds of the rift echoing alongside her words.]

Eye’ ain’t a gud’ person. Nevah’ have been. But fer some damn reason, people kept tryin’ wit’ me.

I dunno why, I nevah’ thought eye’ was worth it. Eye’m jus’ some villain at da’ end’a da’ day, rite?

But, den eye’… realized somethin’. Somethin’ eye’ ain’t evah’ had da’ courage ta’ admit. People don’ like me cus dey think dey can make me betta’…

Dey like me cause eye’ kept makin’ space for em’. Even doe eye said eye’ hated em, hell sometimes in da’ moment eye’ prah-ba-blee meant it, but eye’ always welcomed em’ back if dey stayed. Dey liked me fer’ me.

An’ dat’s what makes us so dangerous, Spek’s. Eye’ actually have somethin’ ta’ fight for again.

So try yer’ luck, an’ give me yer fuckin’ worst.

[with that, Dee leaped off her platform and onto one of the swinging hands of inspekta, landing right where he can see them.]

[inspektahekta]

Don't make me laugh, Dee... yew still sayin' yew're nawt a good poison? Youse sayin' dat right now, when ya think yer savin' da woild or somethin'?

▷ Spek leers unhinged at Dee, whipping out his Negapon to capture her words. He wastes no time shooting them back out at her, echoing the reversed sentiment inside her brain, remembering that Dee HATED to be seen as someone kind. Dee's own voice says to her, "I'm a good person. Always have been. That's why people loved me. They thought I was worth it. They think I'm a hero at the end of the day."

Wake up, Dee! Yew ain't no villain! Dis is tha end, so yew might as well OWN UP TO IT!!

▷ A pile of hands swiftly came down on top of the fist Dee was standing on, pressing down on her like a very heavy net.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[a loud, crackling suction rang out from the hand pile, inspekta’s twisted statement getting whisked away right from his negapon. A moment later, a new twisted statement came flying out, blowing his hands away from Dee and landing straight into where his heart would be-]

…

Two can play dis’ game, Spek’s.

[inspektahekta]

▷ The words 'I'm not beyond repair', 'I'm gonna do my best by them' especially bounced around in Inspekta's skull as his hands scattered from the impact of Dee's projectile. He always knew the both of them were similar, so maybe this meant he could go back to the way things used to be too...? Urgh, no!! He's WORSE, he tried to kill GODS! Even if he thought it was for a good cause, how can he go back after that?!

... So yew've got some fight in ya aftah all... 'n here I thought no-buddy could get more ANNOYIN' den dat pesky GODPOKE!!

▷ His grip holding the Negapon was unsteady as his hands shook slightly, but the rest of his hands recovered from their earlier knockback and came at Dee with their knuckles bared, attempting to beat her until she could no longer fight anymore.

JUST GIVE UP DEE!!! GIVE UP AND LET IT ALL END!!!!

▷ Like a serpent, he coiled away, his head bobbing up and down as he circled the arena, sending pummeling fists at her with each undulation.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[she jumped out of the way of every blow, sliding across the platform to its very edge, sucking up his words at the last second.]

Come on Baws, yu’ really think eye’m gunna’ give up dat easy, jus’ cus ya’ told me to?

Eye’ really thought yu’ knew me betta’ by now!

[inspektahekta]

▷ The shot hits him square, and his grip slips on the Negapon, dropping it. His hands grab at it while it goes down, but ultimately just bonk it ineffectually until it finally lands at Dee's feet. He's sweating now, his mind reeling with doubt and indecision as he casts glances over at the gods hanging on for dear life, at his boys arriving just in time to see the end of all things...

STOP IT! DAT AIN'T HOW I FEEL! I WANTED TO HELP US! I JUST WANTED PEOPLE TA CARE ABOUT US!

RRGH... I HATE YEW, DEE! I HATE YEW 'N EVERY LAST ONE'A YOUSE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[Dee stood at the edge of everything, looking at inspekta with a deep-seated sympathy as his true meaning was spat back out at him.]

Now, don’ dat ring a familiar bell…

[inspektahekta]

... Stop...! Dee... just, just stop...! I can't... take dis anymore...

▷ With his words thrown back at him but twisted around to resemble his actual thoughts, the bizzyboys offering both their words of comfort and attempting to attack his hands, Inspekta finally recoiled and retracted, a path of floating platforms following him as he burrowed inwards, towards the very source of the Rift.

▷ His hands, some attached to bizzies who'd been thrown at them, retracted with him, forming a massive pile on top of himself. He was shutting himself out now, trying to block out their words and the words of the gods behind him.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Spek’s…

Ya’ don’t need ta’ do dis’ alone. Da’ only thing ya need ta do…

[gently, as if being bumped into by a puppy, another statement landed before him. This time, in Dee’s voice then his own.]

[inspektahekta]

▷ Godpoke's Megapon peels Inspekta's hands away from his head, forcing him to face this reality that he created. And after a space is opened for her, Dee shoots more words next to him... comforting ones. He didn't expect to hear this from her of all people, and that's ultimately what makes him look up.

Oh Dee... Godpoke...

▷ With the words of Dee, the Godpoke, the gods themselves, and his every bizzyboy, Inspekta shifts to become small, different. He only resembles his previous form now.

... yew're right, Dee. Dis ain't da way - it was nevah tha way I was supposed ta do it. I just... got upset... lost my way... but dat ain't an excuse.

How can I paw-si-bully fix dis now...?

[asktylerthegodpoke]

...W-Well we could start by sealing the rift before it rips the universe apart. H-How's the pulling mom?

[askmissmitternacht]

N-Not great! I-I don't think w-we're gonna p-pull it together!

[figmoomoo-da-bizzy]

DO YEW NEED SUM EXTRA HANDS?!?!?!?!.!..!

AH CAN HELP WIT DAT!!!!!

[asktylerthegodpoke]

Yeah, A-And I think my Megapon can launch ya to the rift! Like a little Catapult but in gun form.

[inspektahekta]

▷ Hector slowly stands to his feet, shaking slightly.

Den... I'm saw-ree ta ask dis, but can yew and Dee take care'a dis? I screwed up. Maybe nawt every-buddy will evah four-give me.

But dis is the ONE THING I know how ta do, tha ONE THING I can do two try 'n make it up to dem... to all'a youse... So lemme get 'em sorted for yew two...

BOYS!! MY BIZZIES!!!!! ASSEMBLE! WE GOTS TO FIX DIS RIFT BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE! DEM GODDIES WON'T BE ABLE TO HOLD FOREVAH!

▷ And after saying that, he goes over to pick up his fallen Negapon, finally. For a second, he holds it over the precipice of the Spire, prepared to throw it away... but then he reconsiders. He whispers into the microphone, then turns and pulls the trigger of the Negapon. Out comes, in Dee's voice:

"GET YER BUTTS IN ORDER, CANNONBALL FORM, NOW!!!"

▷ He turns to Dee, smiling radiantly.

Yew're as much of a leader as I am. Dey'll listen to yew just as much as dey evah did four me. Thank yew for everything, Dee, Godpoke... my boys...

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[she smiles. Brightly]

Don’ mention it, sp… Hec’s? Hec’s.

[she pats his shoulder awkwardly, turning to the bizzies.]

YA’ HEARD DAT, LET’S GET DAT RIFT CLOSED, TA’GETHA’!!!!

[asktylerthegodpoke]

You heard Dee. LETS GET A MOVE ON AND SAVE THE WORLD!

[figmoomoo-da-bizzy]

YAAAAAY THROW US THROW US!!!!!!!!!

[asktylerthegodpoke]

MEGAPON SUCKING UP BIZZYBOYS NOISES

Lock and load!

Cue Tyler beginning to shoot out all the bizzyboys he can at the rift. Hoping this would...well save everyone he loved.

[groovy-bizzyness]

[Mac grabs onto the nearest Bizzyboy as he gets close to the Rift.]

Oh, cob, remind me ta never do dat again.

[He looks a little sick at being thrown through a machine.]

[inspektahekta]

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Y’know spek’s…

[Dee started, walking towards the edge of her platform, the sounds of the rift echoing alongside her words.]

Eye’ ain’t a gud’ person. Nevah’ have been. But fer some damn reason, people kept tryin’ wit’ me.

I dunno why, I nevah’ thought eye’ was worth it. Eye’m jus’ some villain at da’ end’a da’ day, rite?

But, den eye’… realized somethin’. Somethin’ eye’ ain’t evah’ had da’ courage ta’ admit. People don’ like me cus dey think dey can make me betta’…

Dey like me cause eye’ kept makin’ space for em’. Even doe eye said eye’ hated em, hell sometimes in da’ moment eye’ prah-ba-blee meant it, but eye’ always welcomed em’ back if dey stayed. Dey liked me fer’ me.

An’ dat’s what makes us so dangerous, Spek’s. Eye’ actually have somethin’ ta’ fight for again.

So try yer’ luck, an’ give me yer fuckin’ worst.

[with that, Dee leaped off her platform and onto one of the swinging hands of inspekta, landing right where he can see them.]

[inspektahekta]

Don't make me laugh, Dee... yew still sayin' yew're nawt a good poison? Youse sayin' dat right now, when ya think yer savin' da woild or somethin'?

▷ Spek leers unhinged at Dee, whipping out his Negapon to capture her words. He wastes no time shooting them back out at her, echoing the reversed sentiment inside her brain, remembering that Dee HATED to be seen as someone kind. Dee's own voice says to her, "I'm a good person. Always have been. That's why people loved me. They thought I was worth it. They think I'm a hero at the end of the day."

Wake up, Dee! Yew ain't no villain! Dis is tha end, so yew might as well OWN UP TO IT!!

▷ A pile of hands swiftly came down on top of the fist Dee was standing on, pressing down on her like a very heavy net.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[a loud, crackling suction rang out from the hand pile, inspekta’s twisted statement getting whisked away right from his negapon. A moment later, a new twisted statement came flying out, blowing his hands away from Dee and landing straight into where his heart would be-]

…

Two can play dis’ game, Spek’s.

[inspektahekta]

▷ The words 'I'm not beyond repair', 'I'm gonna do my best by them' especially bounced around in Inspekta's skull as his hands scattered from the impact of Dee's projectile. He always knew the both of them were similar, so maybe this meant he could go back to the way things used to be too...? Urgh, no!! He's WORSE, he tried to kill GODS! Even if he thought it was for a good cause, how can he go back after that?!

... So yew've got some fight in ya aftah all... 'n here I thought no-buddy could get more ANNOYIN' den dat pesky GODPOKE!!

▷ His grip holding the Negapon was unsteady as his hands shook slightly, but the rest of his hands recovered from their earlier knockback and came at Dee with their knuckles bared, attempting to beat her until she could no longer fight anymore.

JUST GIVE UP DEE!!! GIVE UP AND LET IT ALL END!!!!

▷ Like a serpent, he coiled away, his head bobbing up and down as he circled the arena, sending pummeling fists at her with each undulation.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[she jumped out of the way of every blow, sliding across the platform to its very edge, sucking up his words at the last second.]

Come on Baws, yu’ really think eye’m gunna’ give up dat easy, jus’ cus ya’ told me to?

Eye’ really thought yu’ knew me betta’ by now!

[inspektahekta]

▷ The shot hits him square, and his grip slips on the Negapon, dropping it. His hands grab at it while it goes down, but ultimately just bonk it ineffectually until it finally lands at Dee's feet. He's sweating now, his mind reeling with doubt and indecision as he casts glances over at the gods hanging on for dear life, at his boys arriving just in time to see the end of all things...

STOP IT! DAT AIN'T HOW I FEEL! I WANTED TO HELP US! I JUST WANTED PEOPLE TA CARE ABOUT US!

RRGH... I HATE YEW, DEE! I HATE YEW 'N EVERY LAST ONE'A YOUSE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[Dee stood at the edge of everything, looking at inspekta with a deep-seated sympathy as his true meaning was spat back out at him.]

Now, don’ dat ring a familiar bell…

[inspektahekta]

... Stop...! Dee... just, just stop...! I can't... take dis anymore...

▷ With his words thrown back at him but twisted around to resemble his actual thoughts, the bizzyboys offering both their words of comfort and attempting to attack his hands, Inspekta finally recoiled and retracted, a path of floating platforms following him as he burrowed inwards, towards the very source of the Rift.

▷ His hands, some attached to bizzies who'd been thrown at them, retracted with him, forming a massive pile on top of himself. He was shutting himself out now, trying to block out their words and the words of the gods behind him.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Spek’s…

Ya’ don’t need ta’ do dis’ alone. Da’ only thing ya need ta do…

[gently, as if being bumped into by a puppy, another statement landed before him. This time, in Dee’s voice then his own.]

[inspektahekta]

▷ Godpoke's Megapon peels Inspekta's hands away from his head, forcing him to face this reality that he created. And after a space is opened for her, Dee shoots more words next to him... comforting ones. He didn't expect to hear this from her of all people, and that's ultimately what makes him look up.

Oh Dee... Godpoke...

▷ With the words of Dee, the Godpoke, the gods themselves, and his every bizzyboy, Inspekta shifts to become small, different. He only resembles his previous form now.

... yew're right, Dee. Dis ain't da way - it was nevah tha way I was supposed ta do it. I just... got upset... lost my way... but dat ain't an excuse.

How can I paw-si-bully fix dis now...?

[asktylerthegodpoke]

...W-Well we could start by sealing the rift before it rips the universe apart. H-How's the pulling mom?

[askmissmitternacht]

N-Not great! I-I don't think w-we're gonna p-pull it together!

[figmoomoo-da-bizzy]

DO YEW NEED SUM EXTRA HANDS?!?!?!?!.!..!

AH CAN HELP WIT DAT!!!!!

[asktylerthegodpoke]

Yeah, A-And I think my Megapon can launch ya to the rift! Like a little Catapult but in gun form.

[inspektahekta]

▷ Hector slowly stands to his feet, shaking slightly.

Den... I'm saw-ree ta ask dis, but can yew and Dee take care'a dis? I screwed up. Maybe nawt every-buddy will evah four-give me.

But dis is the ONE THING I know how ta do, tha ONE THING I can do two try 'n make it up to dem... to all'a youse... So lemme get 'em sorted for yew two...

BOYS!! MY BIZZIES!!!!! ASSEMBLE! WE GOTS TO FIX DIS RIFT BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE! DEM GODDIES WON'T BE ABLE TO HOLD FOREVAH!

▷ And after saying that, he goes over to pick up his fallen Negapon, finally. For a second, he holds it over the precipice of the Spire, prepared to throw it away... but then he reconsiders. He whispers into the microphone, then turns and pulls the trigger of the Negapon. Out comes, in Dee's voice:

"GET YER BUTTS IN ORDER, CANNONBALL FORM, NOW!!!"

▷ He turns to Dee, smiling radiantly.

Yew're as much of a leader as I am. Dey'll listen to yew just as much as dey evah did four me. Thank yew for everything, Dee, Godpoke... my boys...

[e-da-best-bizzy-boy]

ON IT BAWS *e curls into a ball*

[groovy-bizzyness]

You got it, Baws.

[He turns into a tiny ball]

[inspektahekta]

Goddamnitgoddamnitgodamnit-

Oy, Spek’s.

…

Didn’t yer’ momma evah’ teach ya’ ta’ pick on people yer’ own size?

No?

Gud’. Cus didn’t neither.

<< Dee Devillano has joined the battle! >>

The true final battle begins...

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Y’know spek’s…

[Dee started, walking towards the edge of her platform, the sounds of the rift echoing alongside her words.]

Eye’ ain’t a gud’ person. Nevah’ have been. But fer some damn reason, people kept tryin’ wit’ me.

I dunno why, I nevah’ thought eye’ was worth it. Eye’m jus’ some villain at da’ end’a da’ day, rite?

But, den eye’… realized somethin’. Somethin’ eye’ ain’t evah’ had da’ courage ta’ admit. People don’ like me cus dey think dey can make me betta’…

Dey like me cause eye’ kept makin’ space for em’. Even doe eye said eye’ hated em, hell sometimes in da’ moment eye’ prah-ba-blee meant it, but eye’ always welcomed em’ back if dey stayed. Dey liked me fer’ me.

An’ dat’s what makes us so dangerous, Spek’s. Eye’ actually have somethin’ ta’ fight for again.

So try yer’ luck, an’ give me yer fuckin’ worst.

[with that, Dee leaped off her platform and onto one of the swinging hands of inspekta, landing right where he can see them.]

[inspektahekta]

Don't make me laugh, Dee... yew still sayin' yew're nawt a good poison? Youse sayin' dat right now, when ya think yer savin' da woild or somethin'?

▷ Spek leers unhinged at Dee, whipping out his Negapon to capture her words. He wastes no time shooting them back out at her, echoing the reversed sentiment inside her brain, remembering that Dee HATED to be seen as someone kind. Dee's own voice says to her, "I'm a good person. Always have been. That's why people loved me. They thought I was worth it. They think I'm a hero at the end of the day."

Wake up, Dee! Yew ain't no villain! Dis is tha end, so yew might as well OWN UP TO IT!!

▷ A pile of hands swiftly came down on top of the fist Dee was standing on, pressing down on her like a very heavy net.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[a loud, crackling suction rang out from the hand pile, inspekta’s twisted statement getting whisked away right from his negapon. A moment later, a new twisted statement came flying out, blowing his hands away from Dee and landing straight into where his heart would be-]

…

Two can play dis’ game, Spek’s.

[inspektahekta]

▷ The words 'I'm not beyond repair', 'I'm gonna do my best by them' especially bounced around in Inspekta's skull as his hands scattered from the impact of Dee's projectile. He always knew the both of them were similar, so maybe this meant he could go back to the way things used to be too...? Urgh, no!! He's WORSE, he tried to kill GODS! Even if he thought it was for a good cause, how can he go back after that?!

... So yew've got some fight in ya aftah all... 'n here I thought no-buddy could get more ANNOYIN' den dat pesky GODPOKE!!

▷ His grip holding the Negapon was unsteady as his hands shook slightly, but the rest of his hands recovered from their earlier knockback and came at Dee with their knuckles bared, attempting to beat her until she could no longer fight anymore.

JUST GIVE UP DEE!!! GIVE UP AND LET IT ALL END!!!!

▷ Like a serpent, he coiled away, his head bobbing up and down as he circled the arena, sending pummeling fists at her with each undulation.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[she jumped out of the way of every blow, sliding across the platform to its very edge, sucking up his words at the last second.]

Come on Baws, yu’ really think eye’m gunna’ give up dat easy, jus’ cus ya’ told me to?

Eye’ really thought yu’ knew me betta’ by now!

[inspektahekta]

▷ The shot hits him square, and his grip slips on the Negapon, dropping it. His hands grab at it while it goes down, but ultimately just bonk it ineffectually until it finally lands at Dee's feet. He's sweating now, his mind reeling with doubt and indecision as he casts glances over at the gods hanging on for dear life, at his boys arriving just in time to see the end of all things...

STOP IT! DAT AIN'T HOW I FEEL! I WANTED TO HELP US! I JUST WANTED PEOPLE TA CARE ABOUT US!

RRGH... I HATE YEW, DEE! I HATE YEW 'N EVERY LAST ONE'A YOUSE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

[da-devilish-devilboys]

[Dee stood at the edge of everything, looking at inspekta with a deep-seated sympathy as his true meaning was spat back out at him.]

Now, don’ dat ring a familiar bell…

[inspektahekta]

... Stop...! Dee... just, just stop...! I can't... take dis anymore...

▷ With his words thrown back at him but twisted around to resemble his actual thoughts, the bizzyboys offering both their words of comfort and attempting to attack his hands, Inspekta finally recoiled and retracted, a path of floating platforms following him as he burrowed inwards, towards the very source of the Rift.

▷ His hands, some attached to bizzies who'd been thrown at them, retracted with him, forming a massive pile on top of himself. He was shutting himself out now, trying to block out their words and the words of the gods behind him.

[da-devilish-devilboys]

Spek’s…

Ya’ don’t need ta’ do dis’ alone. Da’ only thing ya need ta do…

[gently, as if being bumped into by a puppy, another statement landed before him. This time, in Dee’s voice then his own.]

[inspektahekta]

▷ Godpoke's Megapon peels Inspekta's hands away from his head, forcing him to face this reality that he created. And after a space is opened for her, Dee shoots more words next to him... comforting ones. He didn't expect to hear this from her of all people, and that's ultimately what makes him look up.

Oh Dee... Godpoke...

▷ With the words of Dee, the Godpoke, the gods themselves, and his every bizzyboy, Inspekta shifts to become small, different. He only resembles his previous form now.

... yew're right, Dee. Dis ain't da way - it was nevah tha way I was supposed ta do it. I just... got upset... lost my way... but dat ain't an excuse.

How can I paw-si-bully fix dis now...?

[asktylerthegodpoke]

...W-Well we could start by sealing the rift before it rips the universe apart. H-How's the pulling mom?

[groovy-bizzyness]

Ya can start with da Rift but also rebuildin trust between people. It will take a while, but it's possible.

Ya still have us ta help ya with da otha stuff, later.