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@johnnytcst
moved muse to @underappreciiated !! see you there!
(( Hey guys, I’m going to be moving Johnny over to his own blog like he deserves. Sorry it’s been kinda dead here, but it’s been something I’ve been debating on for a long time. It’ll have the same url & i’ll post when im done... so... See you there! ))
You like greasers with a big of an ego? What about dudes who wear sunglasses at almost all times? In other words, do you like Johnny Bravo?- Oh, who am I kiddin'? Of course you do!
Wanna show that? Then go ahead and press that like or reblog button to become buds with this totally awesome dude!
Disastrous cooking starters
“How on earth did you get rice on the ceiling?”
“Is that an eggshell?”
“Did you even cook this pasta?”
“For your own health you should cook dinner”
“Last time I cooked I set the fridge on fire”
“How much sugar did you put in this?”
“Wait you’re supposed to stir it first?”
“Do you have an obsession with salt or something?”
“The icing will cover the mistakes”
“Did you buy this instead of cooking?”
“Can you taste the eggshells?”
“Oh that’s what beating eggs means”
“Don’t flip the pancakes, please”
“I’d say ‘feed it to the birds’ but I think it’d kill them”
briilliance:
@johnnytcst continued
“Really!? That would be so cool!” The brunette squealed as her hands rested over her face, chubby cheeks squished lightly under Mabel’s palms. Just by looking into her eyes one could tell she was already daydreaming about beautiful golden locks of flame and lava cascading over her shoulders.
She looked stunning.
Literally “hot” in every sense of the word.
Then the image popped, realization hitting her before Mabel’s shoulders dropped. “I wish I could but my parents said I couldn’t touch my hair anymore after I shaved it off for a Youtube Video.”
“Huh? Oh! This old thing? I made it myself!” Poking the boom box pattern over her stomach, a muted 90′s bop began playing out of it.
“Yeah, no problem!” He smiled, making a shoo motion with his hands. “Well... you know, your parents said YOU couldn’t touch your hair, but did they say anything about someone ELSE touching it?” He looked smug, and nudged her with his elbow at this. He was ALWAYS down for bending the rules and finding loopholes, and messing with someone else’s hair was just the way to do it.
“Also, hey, that’s so cool! You must be REALLY good with inventions and stuff, huh? How many songs does that thing have? Man, I wonder if my sisters would ever make something like that.”
desoxyns:
lips part slightly, allowing his mouth to form a surprised o, when johnny seems to his hand with all of his might — once he’s recovered, kevin gives the kid a soft smile that says everything’s gonna be fine, & returns with a brief, reassuring squeeze before relaxing his own grip somewhat. ❝ sure thing, ❞ the drug dealer replies — & with that, he leads johnny down the sidewalk, shoulders hunched slightly. his own paranoia is a little more serious ( & justified ) than johnny’s fear of cats, but he knows those aren’t the things that define how scared someone is. if anything, he understands how it feels to dread the things that may or may not be lurking in the shadows … & this makes him all the more determined to help johnny feel safe.
it doesn’t take them long to come across an open fast food place, the buzz of fluorescent lights practically audible as soon as they become visible from the dark street. it’s a burger king, because their fries are kevin’s favorite & it’s the closest chain restaurant he can think of that isn’t super sketchy. he opens the door up for johnny & ushers the boy inside, straightening up once they’re no longer in the darkness. he stands up by the register, scratches his five o’clock shadow, then looks down at the blonde he’d towed here with another gentle expression. ❝ you can order whatever y’want. ❞
Johnny wasn’t sure where there going, but anywhere that WASN’T an alleyway that wasn’t full of CATS was better by a long shot. He stuck closely to Kevin’s side, his hand never once loosening it’s grip from his -- he felt a little childish and silly for “Wait... r-really? I can get... anything?” Immeadiately any terror he’d retained melted away and a goofy smile slowly spread across his face, a twinkle in his eye.
“Heehee... Can I get a chicken nugget kid’s meal? Chicken nuggets are good...No wait, a cheeseburger! No, a cheeseburger AND kids meal! I’m staarving...” His arms were up in the air, waving excitedly as he threw his head back, putting extra emphasis on the word ‘starving’. As if on cue, his stomach let out an embarassingly loud rumble, and Johnny’s cheeks heated up just a bit. He felt bad about asking so much -- which really was unusual for him, but this was a stranger and he hated spending stranger’s money. Or in this case, probably wasting it. The little excited grin and sparkles in his eyes vanished and he corrected himself with an apology.
“Oh, uh, sorry, aheh. I haven’t ate in a few days so I’m suuuper hungry. You don’t have to get me everything, so just pick one. Uh, if you want, I can go pick out a seat and sit at it!”
Kevin: "Eat with a fork! You're not an animal!"
Johnny: "Yeah but I'm a mad man!"
Kevin: "I know you are but have some MANNERS"
BELIEVE ME WHEN I TELL YOU THAT I’VE FINALLY GOT THE DIRT ON YOU!
"You're a really cool dad." ( johnnytcst )
unprompted ask from @johnnytcst.
at first, he can’t believe what he’s hearing. that’s mostly because he never thought he’d be anything close to a father — he can’t even make friends, so he never imagined himself with a family … johnny had definitely been an unforeseen development in his life, but so are most good things, right? as soon as the blatant shock fades from his expression, it’s replaced by a mischievous smile. ❝ oh, yeah? ❞ he replies, one eyebrow quirked as he crouches down to johnny’s level & ruffles the boy’s fiery hair. ❝ well, i’m only a really cool dad ’cause i got the coolest son ever. ❞
ABOUT THE MUSE
REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG
GENERAL
Name: Jonathan Test Nickname(s): Johnny, Matchstick, Johnny X, Kid With The Fiery Hair Age: 11 Species: Human
PERSONAL
Morality: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / grey / evil Sins: lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath Virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice ( mostly when he’s his hero form ) Primary goals in life: Honestly? Hardly any. He doesn’t know what to do with his life other than git gud at viddy games and skate sometimes. And be a Lab Rat.
PHYSICAL
Build: slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / babyfat ( mostly on his face ) / pudgy / obese Height: 3′10 Weight: Slightly below average: Despite looking like he has a lot of baby chub, he’s pretty skinny & often wears super baggy clothes to cover this. Scars / Birthmarks: LBR; With the experiments his sisters do on him? Probably a LOT, but none where the parents could immediately see them. His birthmark is shaped like a radioactive symbol. Abilities / powers: As Johnny X, he’s got Hurricane Hands & fire breath, as well as shapeshifting powers. ( i’m.. choosing to disreguard the “power poots” cuz... it just makes me feel so weird to write out fiery farts so uh. yeah. changed. )
FAVORITES
Favorite food: Nachos Favorite drink: Red Gush ( soda ) Favorite color(s): Honestly, he’s kind of a mess when it comes to colors -- but black seems to be in a LOT of his wardrobe, soo...let’s go with black! Favorite music genres: Punk Rock & chiptune Favorite book genres: Comic books ( is that even a genre, though? ) Favorite movie genres: HIGH OCTANE ACTION MOVIES Favorite season: Winter! He LOVES to ski, he loves snowdays, and once accidentally caused a month long snow storm that left Porkbelly COVERED in snow & trapped in their houses. Favorite curse word(s): NONE, he doesn’t cuss! Favorite scent: Doesn’t really have one in particular. As long as it’s food and it smells good, he’ll love it.
FUN STUFF Sings in the shower: Always. Likes bad puns: BIG YES.
TAGGED BY : Stolen from @dcxlabs TAGGING : @magicamped @desoxyns @henchbrat @dukeytcst @susantcst and anyone else who wants to do it!
desoxyns:
he’s about to ask johnny what’s wrong when he finds himself with a kid wrapped around his leg, & he’s stunned into silence with both arms raised up awkwardly while the boy cries out for help. ❝ uh … ❞ the cat? well, kevin doesn’t have anything against the alley cats, but if it’s really scaring johnny so badly, he has no qualms about scaring it off. he looks around for a moment, then stretches to reach a tin can that’s resting atop a dumpster at the side of the alleyway, trying not to disturb johnny as he moves.
the clatter of a can against the ground is followed by a frightened meow, & the cat bolts past the two of them & into the night on its own. when johnny looks up at him, the look in his eyes renders kevin unable to speak once again, but he finally manages to nod & pat his tiny shoulder. ❝ yeah, kid. it’s gone. ❞ he’s ready to head forwards, but johnny doesn’t seem to be releasing him … ❝ you alright? ❞
now, that seemed to prompt him to let go, but now he feels bad, as if he’d pried the kid off by force. kevin scratches the back of his head, lingers for a moment, then reaches down once again to offer johnny his hand. he doesn’t say anything, & the boy doesn’t have to take it if he doesn’t want to … but it’s there for him.
Johnny shook his head no when he was asked if he was okay -- of course he wasn’t! He had a near death experience! ( yes, he’s aware he might be stretching that, but it didn’t make the threat feel any less real ) Cats have always freaked him out -- especially after a PARTICULARLY traumatizing experiment that left him pretty scratched up -- and even if it sounds silly, he fears any cats would do them to him again. Also, was pretty sure 99 percent of the strays in Porkbelly were absolutely feral, because while he never did anything to them they attacked him on sight. Whose to say the cats of this place are any different?
When he’s offered Kevin’s hand, he immediately takes his hand and grips onto it rather tightly. Because he’s just a kid, his grip probably doesn’t hurt -- but it’s clear he’s giving it everything he’s got. He WISHES he could stay clinging to Kevin’s leg, but the longer he stays in one spot the more likely cats are to come back, so it’s only logical that he decides to follow Kevin to wherever they were going. Johnny cranes his head up to face Kevin again, voice still shaky when he speaks.
“C-can we just hurry and get to wherever we’re going? Who knows if we’ll see more cats..”
henchbrat:
@johnnytcst // xxx
↳ one could’ve sworn a zany bootleg jaws theme played cartoonishly in the background, but was interrupted by the sudden onslaught of household items. the toothbrush hit first, nearly poking her eye out; next the toothpaste, which she narrowly ducked. as she popped back up to laugh at his failure to hit, his soap bar plugged her trap right up, sudsing just under her bottom lip. sharpshooting it free in a volatile spit, fink quickly barked back in response.
‘ quit yelling, matchstick ; you’re gonna give yourself a headache that way . ’
comfy as she may be, her smugness exuded with a bold look of confidence, no matter how deep down in the toilet bowl she seemed.
‘ the name’s FINK, & by the looks of it, i missed my exit . see, sometimes the sewers aren’t always clear on their specified routes, & i’m pretty sure this isn’t a top secret lab wielding biological refineries . ’
maybe he was onto something before with susan & mary, however it posed the opposite when it came to her belonging to them. it seemed she was LOOKING for them.
“Woah, did not see that one coming. And a top secret lab wielding what now?” He shook his head, and took a moment to calm down. He just needed to get his head straight, that was all!
“I..uh.. well.. I’m Johnny. Johnny Test. And-- Matchstick? Haha, that’s a new one. So like, what were you even doing in the sewers? Ooooh, were you fighting some weird creature down there or something?” As he waited for a response, a harsh knock was on the door and he just about jumped out of his skin again.
“Johnny! Hurry it up in there, I need to use the restroom!” Came his dad’s demanding voice, and Johnny panicked. The little boy didn’t know what to do about Fink in his room, and he sure as heck didn’t want his DAD to see it either... So what should he do about this little Fink girl?
“Yeah, I’m just uh, brushin my teeth! I’ll be out soon dad!” He called, and waited until the foot steps went away. Turning back to Fink, he put a finger to his lips as if to hush her. “Okay, uhm, so you appeared out of nowhere, but I gotta sneak you into my room. It’s just a few doors down and there’s a radioactive sign on the door, so...” Wait, why was he saving this girl again? He just tried to assault her and tell her to go back to the lab, but it wasn’t often that Susan and Mary ever created something successfully talking. But she looked lost, so .. maybe she wasn’t an experiment? He really didn’t know... But he was gonna find out.
“Also, you reek of toilet water. Dry off, would you?”
THREAD WISHLIST UPDATED!! added: - Johnny visits Endless Island from 12 forever
lab rat, huh? two can play at that game. (just don’t ask why she came crawling out of his toilet — let alone WHILE he was in there.)
“AAAH, A RAT CHILD?!” Johnny screamed, just about choking on his toothbrush. He’d been preparing to go to bed when this little RAT CHILD had shown up & he freaked out, throwing the first thing he could at her – which just so happened to be his toothbrush, followed by the toothpaste tube AND a bar of soap. And maybe a container. He didn’t care WHAT he pelted it with, just as long as it got her to go away!
“Bad! Bad rat child! Go back to Susan and Mary’s lab!”
desoxyns:
cool isn’t a word most people would use to describe kevin ( himself included, ) but he can’t bring himself to point that out — he’s content to let johnny think whatever he wants for now. ❝ you don’t gotta pay me back, kid … ❞ but the drug dealer trails off with a sort of grossed out look on his face when johnny shows up his gum, & stays quiet as he complains about hunger. if kevin’s assumptions have been correct thus far, than the boy having nothing to eat makes perfect sense — & as someone who has wrestled food from homeless people & considered eating from the garbage, he can’t stand the thought of someone johnny’s age going through the same things.
❝ alright, change’a plans. let’s grab some burgers, & then i’ll find you a decent motel. ❞ clearly, he’s not taking no for an answer — so before johnny can reply in one way or the other, kevin is already walking past him, hands shoved in his pockets as he makes his way back out of the alleyway & onto the sidewalk. the drug dealer looks over his shoulder at the blonde, one eyebrow quirked. ❝ well? c’mon, you’ve gotta stay close if we’re walkin’. ❞
Johnny was excited for a second -- but then he heard a little rustle in the dark behind him, and that made him whip his head around. It was a cat! Too bad he was absolutely terrified of them. He froze on the spot and, reminding himself that Dukey wasn’t with him anymore, simply held his hands up defensively and squeezed his eyes shut. He was scared out of his wits, shaking like a leaf in the wind and it wasn’t until Kevin spoke that Johnny remembered he was even there. In response, he blubbered out something unintelligible and ran towards Kevin, clinging to his leg for dear life.
“It’s -- i-it’s a cat! Get it away from me!” He wailed hysterically, muffled only because he buried his face in Kevin’s leg. Eventually, he did pry his face away from his leg and he tried to speak. Unfortunately, his voice sounds like a pitiful whisper, uneven and terrified and certainly a lot more scared than it should be.
“I.. is it gone?” He doesn’t even care if he’s acting like a baby now -- he FEARS cats, and he won’t move an inch unless they’re gone.
dcxlabs:
“That’s not the kind of experiment you want to be involved in!!”
“Why not? It’s just an experiment, I don’t see the problem with it! I’m a lot more durable than I look, and I think all experiments are neat experiments.”
desoxyns:
in truth, kevin hadn’t thought about where he’d take this kid, other than home. his suspicions are confirmed, of course — there’s more than a walk going on here. even in his addled mind, the pieces are ( sort of ) falling into place. but the details don’t matter right now … what’s important is figuring out a safe place to put this kid. there is a homeless shelter, but as a lowlife himself, he doesn’t know how he feels about leaving the little blonde there. he probably wouldn’t make it among the more rugged types. ❝ eh, i’ve wrestled food from homeless guys before. not as fun as you’d think. ❞ are you going to provide context for that, kev? … no? well, okay then. the drug dealer sighs again & pinches the bridge of his nose for a moment. he has a pretty stupid idea, but … well, here goes.
❝ look. why don’t i just get you a motel room for a few days? ❞ he can even get one next to the kid’s, or share a double with him … to make sure he’s alright & get him whatever he needs. it’s not like kevin’s unused to staying at shitty places … that’s the life he’s living. ❝ it won’t be much, but it’s better than a homeless shelter. just until we can figure somethin’ else out. okay? ❞ jesus christ, what is he doing? … it’s too late to back out now.
“YOU wrestled food from homeless dudes? Coooool!” That was probably not the right thing to focus on, but Johnny didn’t care -- he was just super excited to meet someone so COOL! But when he’d offered to get a motel room for a few days, Johnny kind of deflates once again.
“Oh, a motel room? Sure! Dunno how I’d pay you back, though, cuz all I got is this quarter and some gum I found under the seats on the bus..” Speaking of gum, he’d spit out the gum he was referencing to show it off with a big cheesy grin. When Kevin gave him what he read as a scandalized look, he crossed his arms.
“What? Geez, don’t look at me like that! A boy’s gotta eat SOMETHING when he’s hungry, okay?”
Honestly, even though it was flavorless and made his jaw hurt to chew, it kept him from eating other shit he shouldn’t have. Heck, earlier that day, he was so hungry he considered eating trash! But bus gum was probably better for him anyways, til he could find more food that wasn’t almost straight out of a dumpster.
“Oh, do you have anything besides this gum that I could eat though? I’ve been chewing it ALL day! It’s a good thing I was, too, cuz I almost ate from the garbage..”