Ask Sneaker

Okay, I think I have figured this thing out, so I think introductions are in order. I am Sneaker, resident of Evershade Valley. I managed to....ahem... "borrow" this laptop from professor Elvin Gadd's lab and decided to try out this blog business. So feel free to send an ask or whatever you mortals do with these things. ------------------------------------------------------ (Independent ask/roleplay blog for a sneaker from Nintendo's 3DS game Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon. I will try to draw pictures for the responses whenever I can, but since I have to draw them on Colors!3D and the fact that this computer doesn't have any way to read SD cards, I won't use pictures until I get an SD card reader. ---------------------------------------------------------- Status: Calm. M!A: None.

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Casual reminder to follow @raccrew because she gud

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Reblogging this here since Gretchen also FOLLOW RACCREW SHE IS GREAT

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Modern Magicks

@crygoriangenius

~~Its been a couple days since Gretchen had been pranked by a fellow Evershader in a drink-swapping incident. Instead of a good fizzy drink, it was replaced by a botched potion of hers, one that leaves the user with effectively spotlight for eyes, unable to close them, though granted the effect is no less very pretty, as the colors and patterns shown in the lights are very pretty, a nice dark purple with stars, vines and roses mingling within the lights, like a nightlight or one of those projector light things people use for Christmas lights on the sides of their house. While very pretty, it does make it hard on the eyes since you can’t blink, which means no ability to sleep, and if you’re a sneaky person, it means you can’t do anything at all. For Gretchen, this was torture, as the effects transfered to any body she would puppet, including ones she creates herself, making her job impossible. She was willing to tough it out, but she was way behind schedule, and she needed a quick fix. Problem is, potions are not her strong suit. Those are her mother’s expertise, but she can’t go to her, if she finds that her daughter had been under such effect again, she might go nuts on the guy just trying to do a little prank, and she tends to go much father with her acts of revenge than she does, if you can believe that.~~ ~~So, without much to go on, and with barely the capability to see, she figured that the problem might need to be relied less on magics and more on technology. Gretchen, despite being a witch and utilizing arcane techniques, has long since figured that if witches are to survive in today’s enviroments, they need to adapt and utilize some modern advancements to make the common witch’s life much easier, hence why her favored weapons are enchanted firearms, where normally witches relies on the handy but unfortunately primitive magic wand, not that she doesn’t use one now and again, but magic firearms are just so handy as she can augment them to do many things and makes her a bit of an oddball even among other witches. And the only way she figures she can fix her eyes is to seek the help of a modern man, an inventor.~~ ~~She luckily has the teleportation technique down to a T, but unfortunately with her eyesight decreasing due to the litebright eyes, instead of making her way to the door, she ended up banging on one of the windows, assuming the door is made of glass, her eyes, looking very tired and exhausted, beaming right into the house and making a very pretty display into the wall or into the face of anyone who happens to have been passing by.~~ “Ey! Is ‘der a mistah’ Cry ‘round ‘ere? I need a hand!”

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so what is it like being a ghost?

“Eh, no more different than living I suppose. You just don’t have a body anymore. Though, considering that if a spirit is offed, they’re just gone for good, its sort of a downgrade since the body is a lot sturdier when it comes to say, a ghost clawing at you. A body can shrug it off and lessen the damage the spirit takes, while a spirit will take it in full. At least with Evershade we don’t have to worry about being attacked that much, and we have more of the idea to use things around us to our advantage like a person would and the moon keeps us and any new spirits calmed down so serious fighting isn’t common, but still we need to be careful. For some it tends to be better to just reincarnate and get a new body. Sure, you have to start fresh, but I suppose that makes it exciting, to live again and have a new experience, even if you don’t remember. Us here though, we’re content with just mingling and seeing the living do their own thing. You’d be surprised how often a ghost sticks around just to see what new technology people have made since you died.”

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Do you have a favorite type of music, sneaker?

“I have a soft spot for ragtime and jazz. Anything with a good toe-tapper I enjoy a lot. In my downtime though, I do listen to ambiance-heavy tunes often too. If its not dance-type music, its usually easy-listening music basically. You wouldn’t believe how much Boozarre enjoys listening to the records though. I don’t blame her, the scratchy sounds are somehow very pleasing on the ears.”

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"Borrow" your laptop? You thief >:I

“Hey, its not like Elvin can’t just fix up another computer. He’s an inventor. Besides he already has about 5 computers already. I’m sure one small laptop won’t be missed when he has a computer the size of a flatscreen TV that can probably run 15 different games simultaneously.”

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(still active?)

Not as much these days, but somewhat. Not a lot of activity on my end so not much to do.

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"Ey, I got a joke f’er ya! What did the ghost say in a bar? He said “Where’s all the spirits at?”

@askabigboo

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twoatticghosts:

“Oh, I see; I’m sorry to hear what your mother has been through; Hat Boox can relate with that,” she leaned forward, dropping her voice to a faint whisper so the Boo couldn’t hear, “what with the things that’s happened to his family. Maybe they should talk some time to help solve their problems, I heard it often helps; support from people in the same situation can do wonders.”

Content that Hat Boox hadn’t heard, Cassidy returned back to her original posture, her voice thrown back to its initial sing-song intonation. The hat-clad spectre in the background, however, was still quite happily rambling on about the topic of spiders, talking to himself in the corner and remaining oblivious to the current conversation – although there were a few pauses to try listen in, his curiosity piqued upon the brief mention of his name.

”Your mother must certainly be powerful if she’s capable of doing such fascinating things; I’ve been around for a few decades now, and I’ve yet to meet a single ghost in this mansion who can parallel that sort of ability. The most I can do with an inanimate object is make it float around a bit,” the bride jokingly added, raising a nearby candelabrum into the dusty air with a swift movement of her hand before returning it back to its previous placement seconds later – or rather, somewhat close to it. Its dull clank seemed to have grabbed Hat Boox’s attention from across the room, drifting over to correct its position using the disturbed dust surrounding it to determine where it originally would have been. ”Does your mother give witchcraft lessons? Perhaps my ‘friend’ and I can come along – if that’s alright! It does get awfully boring in here, and we could do with meeting new people!”

“–COME ALONG TO WHAT AND TO MEET WHO?”

“Oh geeze, rich jerks taking advantage of them I assume? Mom dated the guy who ended up stabbing her in the back for bounty money, burned her to the stake they did and then dumped her in a lake. That might be a good idea. Hopefully I can talk mom about it.” Gretchen kept the hushed tone with a sly wink.

“Well, it doesn’t help mom was quite social when she was alive with the other witches. She spends most of her time creating potions and spells, continuing witchcraft and whatnot. She’s really powerful, but you can definitely trust her to be responsible. 600 years, on top of being a Boo that gains power as they age means she’s really strong, funny considering she’s a bit smaller than your hubby bubby there. Trust me, witchcraft is some strong stuff.”

Gretchen thought of it a bit. “You know, we could have a little bit more magick users here and there. Witchcraft HAS been an underappreciated skill, so...why not! I’ll have to ask mom first, but I’m sure she’ll be okay with it!”

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twoatticghosts:

An audible gasp escaped the spectral bride, covering her mouth with her skeletal hand upon watching the spider bite the child and flinched forward to help, only to freeze once it seemed as though Gretchen had control over the situation. While she floated back to her original place, content that there would be no need to get a doctor involved immediately, Cassidy’s attention occasionally went back to the wound, concealing her concern with a faint smile. With no visible iris, one couldn’t tell that she was glancing back and forth between the injury and the spider.

“And what a scary looking thing! –In a good way, that is,” she quickly added with a softened giggle, idly rotating her hand to allow her own little arachnid to crawl around. Unable to detect any pain in the witch’s voice, Cassidy relaxed a little more, but remained puzzled; was this how most children these days reacted to a situation like that?

“Do your parents know about your pet? Because… y’know…” she trailed off, tapping her cheek in the location that mirrored Gretchen’s wound, “…Stuff like that would cause most people a bit of pain.”

Gretchen let the spider back in her body when the question was asked, part of the question sailing over her head. “Oh bit is an understatement. Black widows are fatally venomous. One bite really knocks a fella out. They are much rarer to find but when you find one HO BOY YOU BETTER BE CAREFUL OR KNOW A GOOD HOSPITAL TO GET THE VENOM OUT YOUR BLOOD CAUSE IT WILL REALLY MESS YOU UP!” After saying that the rest of the question finally sunk through, letting out a cough and directing it appropriately. “As, er, for the other question, mom doesn’t, but dad does. Mom’s afraid of spider after a bad experience with someone she worked with, poor girl. Messed up one thing an’ that flyin’ marshmallow went and threw ‘er in a spider pit to be bitten silly, as a Boo mind you. Her memory ain’t so good being around for like 600 years, but dat’s why I’m around to help keep it sharp as a knife! A couple of potions will ‘elp with that. Dad knows I do dangerous things an’ trusts my capabilities enough to allow it, but specified to keep them away from mom to keep her calm. She’s a witch after all, and the one thing that’s worse than a bad witch is a panicked one.” As she explained further, she started to realize why she was being so curious about her after rubbing her wound and it recovering quite quickly. “Oh, uh, as for the whole...wound thing well...Dis body ain’t even organic. Purely magic-made. See?“ Whipping out a flashlight, she opened her mouth and shone a light into her body, it appearing literally hollow as a shell with a couple of knives, glowing jars, a revolver, and spiders within. “See, there’s a spell that can implant inanimate objects with the memory of someone the user knows, and doing that gives life to the object in a unique state where they aren’t living things, yet they aren’t classified as undead, more like simply living objects. She did this to create me in memory of her daughter shortly after she was burned and became a Boo in attempt to jumble back her memory a bit, as she was tryin’ to remember her old life at the time. The object she chose?” She moved her hat’s brim up a bit, showcasing the remarkably sharp teeth poking from the frills of the underside, wriggling around like a spider’s fangs.

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twoatticghosts:

when the tiny witch child gives you a heart attack

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twoatticghosts:

”JUMPING SPIDERS, HUH? NEVER HEARD OF ONE BEFORE, BUT THEY SOUND A LOT MORE FRIGHTENING THAN MY TARANTULA; WHERE CAN I BUY A HUNDRED OF THEM? CAN THEY EAT PEOPLE? Y’KNOW, I’VE ALWAYS WONDERED IF–”

Hat Boox continued on to ramble about nonsense that just about anyone would have failed to pay attention to or remember, becoming nothing more than irritable noise in the background as time passed – which seemed to be rather quickly, thankfully.

Rolling her eyes at the Boo, Cassidy reached inside her sleeve and carefully brought out her eight-legged pet, taking care to avoid brushing it against any of the layers of ruffles and floral lace around her wrist, presenting it to Gretchen in the palm of her hand with a cheery grin. It was a tiny, common thing no bigger than a fingernail that you could easily find in any room corner, but with a little pink bow placed onto it, it looked as though it belonged more in a doll’s house.

“This is Charlotte! Luckily, I’m already dead so I don’t have to worry bout mosquitoes like you do, but she still gets them out the way for us! Isn’t she cute?”

Gretchen let Hat boox speak and ramble on, not finding any real point to interrupt. Not many share such ideas of spiders. Usually its just panic. It was kinda refreshing to watch actually. Better than the droning sound of screaming and gurgling silence she has to work with in her duties. Pulling out the cup she “ate”, she held it until he was finished and the pet spider was shown, nearly dropping it from how cute the little fella was. “Oh my goodness what a little darlin’! I can’t imagine how hard it took for you to put the bow on! Spiders usually tend to freak out about that stuff, but it seems content enough to not be bothered by it. Ooh, now I gotta show you mine, hang on for a second.” Gretchen snapped her finger, making a small little ball of light appear, focusing it over her cheek and opened her mouth a bit. In no time at all, a black widow crawled carefully out of her mouth eyeing the ball, assuming its a fly. When its last leg exited Gretchen’s mouth, it attempted to bite the prey, only managing to dissipate the light and biting into Gretchen’s cheek, causing a noticeable wound before Gretchen carefully scooped it up from her face and held it carefully, it calming down a bit and not fidgiting. “This lovely lady is Serpentine! She’s a good girl, but be careful, her kiss is real nasty! I bring her out when I need give someone a little “special love”.”

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twoatticghosts:

“YES, YES! THE BIGGER AND CREEPIER THE SPIDER, THE BETTER! I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO TRY THAT MYSELF, BUT GIANT OL’ TEETH ALWAYS GET IN THE WAY, WHICH IS A SHAME.”

“–So, like, is the spider a pet you carry with you? Or do you create it with magic or something? I have a pet spider! D’you want to meet him? Maybe I can teach them that little trick of yours!” Cassidy remarked, leaning forward to pass Gretchen a dainty teacup decorated with what appeared to be paintings of wedding bells.

“Yeah but the prob is that bigger spiders tend to be more hunter-focused, so they tend to be much less cooperative. Smaller ones tend to be easier to handle as they tend to stick around where they think is a good catching spot and don’t do much. I tend to stick with real spiders cause while magic-made ones are easier to handle, they don’t quite have the same behavior spiders show, so they tend to be less effective. I tend to keep a handful in this shell when I need to scare some people, and I make some flies to keep them fed. If they aren’t fed, they tend to crawl around my body to look for a different place to spin webs. Still equally as effective if observant people notice bulges moving around my face or hands, but ticklish as sin. Personally I stick with the lil’ jumpin’ spiders. When they pop they always jump out at people and its the funniest thing!” Gretchen took the cup and dumped it in her shell, literally eating the thing. Odds are, there might be some lil’ flies stuck that the spiders can share. No crashing noise though, so the cup is perfectly fine.

“Hell, go ahead! Not many people keep spiders around, always going on that they’re scary. They’re just blind lil’ dorks that only want to go where the food is and hang there. Plus they keep those dang mosquitoes away. Can’t stand those things, trying to dig into me and then I just feel itchy.”

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twoatticghosts:

“Would anyone like a warm cup of tea?”

“–WE PUT EXTRA DUST AND COBWEBS IN IT TO MAKE UP FOR THE LACK OF SUGAR, BUT THAT SHOULDN’T CAUSE ANY PROBLEMS.”

“Oh hell yes I’ll take that offer! You have no idea how many people freak out when a spider crawls out of my mouth! I love seeing their expression! Priceless!”

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“Hey I didn’t say I was good at possessing anything not organic. All I could get was the sound chip, and my teeth fractured that.”

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@littlesneakingjerk :D!!

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Awwww yiiis

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“Man, is October already coming so soon? I still haven’t gotten the yard set up!”

“For what?”

“Mom and I’s monthly October witchcraft yard sale. We do it every October, where we have a bunch of other witches come around for a bit of trading of witchy stuff! Enchanted broomsticks, spell books, potion recipes, ingredients, familiars, all sorts of stuff!”

“Wow, sounds busy. Do you know a lot of people?”

“Yeah! Why else do you think that witches have a soft spot for animals? Its not because cats are the perfect little bundle of floof you can have! Well...not just because of that anyway, but basically, we send our familiars out to spread the word in a very secretive manner to not disturb people who want to go about their own lives, and we plan a little get-together every October to share ideas! You wouldn’t believe that this is how she rediscovered her old witching friends! Even after the executions, they’re still a lively as ever! Love those gals!”

“Heheh. Well, the only thing I’ll say is to not summon an eldrich demon again. We still need to find a train for the poor train Boo to cover the one that that last one possessed.”

“Hey, mistakes in summoning happen! I didn’t mean for it to happen!”

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@raccrew

I just had a funny idea if Gretchen puppetted someone who is really good at resisting her control and it just turning into QWOP Possession Edition