Hartz!!

run by HARTZ!!11!! owned by @magical-feline-pal

[hartz-sees-all]

guys erm..

PLEASE GIVE ME ASKSSSSSSS

these biatches be waiting..

And more.. hehe

I'm talking folks from the risky heist.. (THE GAYS BRO THE GA-)

The instagrams.. >:]

the shrunken rescue too..? I mean penumbra and sunblast.. OH I COULD DEFINITELY USE THE INFO ABT HEED WE GOT ON THERE THO.

Uhhhh..

The show, duh.

THE ORIENTATION VIDEOS TOO!

This thingy is run by Hartz, and whatever shenanigans she does will be represented by RED.

Yeahh.. this is my blog..

But obviously y'all can talk with ANYONE here. Hartz is merely a civilian but that should not mess with anything you vile beings or saints have in store for the villainous universe.

This place is goofy, boring, and serious all at the same time.

It is your step that is first, my friends!

There's more characters.. idk Abt the black hat's completely harmless book- or kaleb and the secret P.E.A.C.E thing so that'll be headcanon, I'll mention it when that happens.

[doctorflugsly]

Hey can you get your weirdo of a man off my roof

He's been standing here for like 3 minutes now

[Not my art found it on Pinterest I think it was made by the creator of the show]

hhhahahhhhahaha. i don't. think i can get him to do anything.

he looks so evil in that picture....

[hartz-sees-all]

"what breed of bird is that . Ugly ass."

[sdn-at-your-service]

Hartz, portal hopping:

"...thorn?! Wait different universe..so.. BTHORN?!"

((hartz is bad at naming))

@hartz-sees-all

Thorn looked around for a moment.

‘Me..?? Who even are you?’

[hartz-sees-all]

"BTHORN (buh-thorn)!! YOU .. you."

[hartz-sees-all]

how do you keep all your clothes in one closet? Is your closet that big???

"I stuff em. It's not that hard. ..but the consequences of doing that are harder to deal with."

...shudders

"i remember i almost suffocated under the pile once! Luckily Flug surveillances me most of the time so he got there to help in no time."

[hartz-sees-all]

Oh shit I forgot to sign the ask I sent LMAO my b

@bugmomwrites

ya))

[hartz-sees-all]

We should organize a play date for the Flugs from our respective universes. Who better to understand them than another version of themselves, right? Wanna turn them both loose in the aviation museum and grab something from the cafe in the meantime? Don’t worry, I’ll send my version with enough gift shop money for the both of them.

-P. Roach

"Can i watch them get along. It would be very funny I think."

"..multiple flugs.."

[doctorkflugslys]

"..i ate your shampoo because it smelt like you I'm sorry."

"my cannibalism malfunctioned 💔"

"I'LL BUY YOU A NEW ONE-UH"

".. cost pls?"

(don't worry about how she broke into the manor, navigated her way through it, memorises smells, etc 💞)

-Hartz

"W- I- Y- AGAIN!? Hartz... this is the third time..."

[hartz-sees-all]

"hunger.."

[magical-feline-pal]

Hartz family tree is uh. It's a little complicated.

Hartz's full legal name is Reverie Ella Woodsworth.

Why is her go to Hartz, you may find yourself asking? That's later on. For now, her last name comes from her father, Joseph Woodsworth.

The Woodsworth family has been tied to the Black Hat Organisation for decades, as a butchery. Black hat org has been affiliated with them since the days they named themselves after 'Wood sword'. A long time ago.

Anyways, the family buisness is a butchery.

However, Joseph Woodsworth is not Hartz's birth father.

That title goes to Ramiel Shoreshot, chief of the winged Siren tribe. The winged tribe or "The ones above" are under PEACE's protections from aerial threats, such as Flug.

The winged sirens reside in the skies, houses in tall trees of secluded forests. (Yes they love penumbra for being an eco friendly queen). They along side joseph have wings, that lift them off.

Tending to be on the shorter side for ease.

Now, Joseph was part of the winged tribe before being shunned out for being too heavy to fly. He's 6 foot tall and a heavy man. His wings cannot lift him off. So, he cut them off and sacrificed it to lord black hat.

Ramiel is short. That's where Hartz gets her height from. But Ramiel despises his child, because she means something grave.

Hartz is proof of him wooing his enemy.

"The ones below" or the finned sirens. These folks are different from the ganae, not friends but are aware they exist. Finned sirens reside further down the depths, they appear more fish like and reach heights of 12ft. Hartz's mother is their queen, Sclerah Alcatraz. She has ties with lord black hat.

The winged and the finned sirens are mortal enemies, good vs bad. Hartz is a connecting piece neither parties want. Do you see the issue?

[hartz-sees-all]

"Guys they can't handle my awesomeness it's their fault"

[doctorkflugslys]

Can't sleep tonight, so I think I might just start working on the blueprints my boss ordered me to start tomorrow morning. It's basically morning once the AMs start, I'm ahead of schedule!

[hartz-sees-all]

"Would putting something in your food be bad for the greater good of your sleep schedule. I.havent done it but I'm considering it alot lot"

[doctorkflugslys]

If it was poison I'd thank you.

Uh- That was a joke for comedic purposes, I dont believe you should put anything in my food without my knowledge. And uh- At least let me see the bottle first?...

[hartz-sees-all]

"is expired poison still poisonous"

[doctorkflugslys]

Can't sleep tonight, so I think I might just start working on the blueprints my boss ordered me to start tomorrow morning. It's basically morning once the AMs start, I'm ahead of schedule!

[hartz-sees-all]

"Would putting something in your food be bad for the greater good of your sleep schedule. I.havent done it but I'm considering it alot lot"

[taigachibi1]

With his mouth wide open, Dark Phantom Jr. is creepy.

[hartz-sees-all]

"ew..webbed toes.. fish people are fuckin weird"

[hartz-sees-all]

Is it just me or should the biggest question from the heed scandal be that

is the paperbag guy a good kisser??

[two-beanies]

By the way, Ange did not succeed with his plan on new years

Ange tried to launch the practice fireworks because miss heed was being a nuisance on the podium (in his defence, the event producers were stressing out, and they can't just throw a golden rule member of the podium if they want to keep their job.)

Ange was caught by Goldheart. Since the brat was being oddly quiet all evening.

Now Ange is stuck in headquarters doing– yes, you guessed it. Paperwork. Formal paperwork.

He hates it, but Goldheart is doing it together with him, so Ange cannot throw the job onto his own secretary.

[hartz-sees-all]

"Imagine getting busted. You should've gone for bombs under the stage. BUT I WON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT, I'm just civilian :33"

[hartz-sees-all]

"He fled his new years office party, broke into my house insisting he's not drunk and kept posing."

"Is he drunk. I can't- tell? He brought food from the party and we watched a few movies after. It's kind of cute, but how did he get inside 💔"

Happy New Year!! 🎉

....an interesting start but we're getting there.

[ask-deadpan]

"This space ship kinda ahh lowkey."

It's a very cramped space, with Hartz at the edge of the seat on the left, deadpan on the right and frances somewhere inbetween.

It's a two seater. Barely any legroom. No place to wall around in either. All controls are up in their faces, but the glass dome is pretty sick.

"...Are you sure it won't explode on us?"

"It's a 50% chance. Those odds are higher than anything I've ever done, so no. It won't explode."

Flug had a relaxed tone to his voice.

@hartz-sees-all

“that’s better than 100, I guess.” Deadpan muttered, her spidery legs close to her chest.

Frances trembled slightly, fur sticking on end. She never did like cramped places, especially ones that could potentially explode. Deadpan would have reached out to set her on her lap, if she could move.

“you couldn’t get better accommodations, even for Hartz’s sake, doc?… not that I’m complaining, of course.” She reassured him… right after complaining.

“it’s just… you’d think the head scientist of a company like BHO would have access to something more… roomy.” She squirmed in her seat, side-eyeing him judgmentally.

[hartz-sees-all]

"Kinda reminds me of how I got here! Very homey." No context..what so ever?

She reaches forward towards the control deck, her arm awkwardly reaching above Deadpan's horn.. spike..hair things. "There's a cassette player for tunes!"

Flug coughs, a smug grin on his face under the bag. "No, my dear Hartz." His signature nasally tone on full display. "It's a step by step guide for you nincompoops to operate this beautiful machine!"

"tunes would've been cooler."

[ask-deadpan]

“beautiful’s certainly a word for it…” she muttered, neck crouched down at her arm’s intrusion. It was alright though, her posture was always bad.

Once she was done pointing towards the cassette player, she leaned her head towards Hartz, whispering “you doing alright, man? you comfy?… I mean, as much as you can be?”

Frances cut in, her voice in Hartz’s mind trembling. “And, if I might add, are BHO’s ships always this small, or are we getting scammed?!”

[hartz-sees-all]

"This entire org is meant to scam so, yeah probably."

She states blandly, staring off into nothing.

Flug huffed, a hand over his chest as if offended.

"WELL- I'll have you no the Black Hat Organisation shares the finest quality goods for villains alike!"

Hartz turned her head to face him, her eyes having a distinct bored look.

"but villains scam people.. they.. evil.."

Flug sputtered, "WELL-, You see, I- , suppose so-?? ....you're impossible."

[ask-deadpan]

"This space ship kinda ahh lowkey."

It's a very cramped space, with Hartz at the edge of the seat on the left, deadpan on the right and frances somewhere inbetween.

It's a two seater. Barely any legroom. No place to wall around in either. All controls are up in their faces, but the glass dome is pretty sick.

"...Are you sure it won't explode on us?"

"It's a 50% chance. Those odds are higher than anything I've ever done, so no. It won't explode."

Flug had a relaxed tone to his voice.

@hartz-sees-all

“that’s better than 100, I guess.” Deadpan muttered, her spidery legs close to her chest.

Frances trembled slightly, fur sticking on end. She never did like cramped places, especially ones that could potentially explode. Deadpan would have reached out to set her on her lap, if she could move.

“you couldn’t get better accommodations, even for Hartz’s sake, doc?… not that I’m complaining, of course.” She reassured him… right after complaining.

“it’s just… you’d think the head scientist of a company like BHO would have access to something more… roomy.” She squirmed in her seat, side-eyeing him judgmentally.

[hartz-sees-all]

"Kinda reminds me of how I got here! Very homey." No context..what so ever?

She reaches forward towards the control deck, her arm awkwardly reaching above Deadpan's horn.. spike..hair things. "There's a cassette player for tunes!"

Flug coughs, a smug grin on his face under the bag. "No, my dear Hartz." His signature nasally tone on full display. "It's a step by step guide for you nincompoops to operate this beautiful machine!"

"tunes would've been cooler."

[hartz-sees-all]

@ask-deadpan "I DREW YOU!"

"ur totally shorter than me so.."