MAKE SOME NOISE!

[noisester]

IT TAKES A NOISIER NOISE THAN THE NOISE'S NOISE TO OUTNOISE THE NOISE (IT'S ME. I'M THE NOISE).

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[stark1lling]

fuck w me

[candymcker]

" You don't need cigarettes to take a smoke break. " Cue a beat. " Just roast a marshmallow with a blowtorch like I do. "

[noisester]

"Yeah?"

Rolls up sticks of bubblegum in the most wretched way imaginable before lighting them up.

[candymcker]

While Pizzelle would never, ever lie to her, and his sense of urgency was very clear—

—Rosette couldn't get through him when he was under this much distress. Eyes met for an instant before Marble simply rolled his own, hypothetically washing his paws off this situation and leaving the her to call the shots. " ...Weeell, I'm not sure if Mr. Painter will be too happy to hear about that last part but— " Not only the entire thing sounded bizarre, but they'd gone from just 'getting rid of this painting' to doing that and also 'shattering the mirror'. " —okay! " What what— ? Suddenly, the frog's staring (daggers?) at her. " If that'll solve it then we'll back you up! "

His ramblings subsided— " THANK you! " —a loud huff of relief marking the end of it; a contrast to the Croakolate's flabbergasted look. " I-I managed to lose him, thankfully— " Eyes wide, he kept looking at one, then the other, alternating back and forth, until his attention was caught by something else, something out of the other two's sight. " —b-b-but we have to leave NOW, or he— ! " It was then, just as Marble was pulling Rosette away, that he heard it: a fuse and a gasp!

There was another loud BOOM!! followed by a hollow CLANK! and solid crack.

The smoke soon dissipated, revealing a bent trashcan, a massive hole in the brick wall behind it and no candy maker. Just stains of what resembled black ink all over the walls. One could say that whatever happened to him remained... a secret.

One thing was for certain, though— " ...Oh my Goodness! " —the comedian had witnesses. " Look, Marble, he really looks just like him! " Though only one seemed to wanna see him there, a pink mitten pointing his way as he other shook the large amphibian's shoulder. The other's squinting didn't need more than a mention.

She didn't need any introductions. " Are you aaactually my Hunbun but from another dimension or is that from one of Mr. Pastrano's shows? " Even before she started coming closer, her eyes sparkling with wonder, who she was was obvious. Or whose counterpart. " Are there mooore like you? Do I get a body double? What is she like? " She wasn't going to let him continue with the race, was she now? " And you two are together, right? Like that'd make sooo much sense! " The timer was still running, not like she could see it. " Did she come with you too? I'd love to meet my own evil self! "

[noisester]

Huh, he never thought he'd see the day where a secret—and a janitor, of all people—did him a huge favour, there. It'd have been funnier to see the other reduced into a pile of ashes but that's beside the point; candy loser can't threaten to get rid of the painting now. It's the bare minimum he needed to catch up and even things out a bit...

...Ah.

Curse him for wanting to boast one last time before making a run for it, he guessed. It'd be quite the task NOT to recognise that colour scheme even if he made the effort to. Naturally Noise couldn't bring himself to be mean to Rosette; not when the latter's near identical to the missus at home. He could already envision Noisette getting sad if she finds out he was being too mean to her... After all, you're technically still messing with Noisette if you mess with her counterpart, right?

...Although, 'counterpart' probably wasn't the right word to describe her given she seemed just as silly and energetic as his beloved. Funny how the missus seemingly couldn't adopt any nefarious quirks no matter what. Maybe a drastically different Noisette doesn't exist because the universe forbids it, or something... Whatever.

"...Nah, just lil ol meeeee." He manages to keep his smile and not fumble so badly as she threw a barrage of questions at him. Sorry Marble, you're not getting any positive acknowledgement from him because he's had bad experiences with idiot frogs. "Don't associate me with some lousy Italian, capeesh? I'm the boss of my own operations, woag."

Noisette wouldn't hesitate to become friends with the duo if she were to meet them in person, that's for certain. Call him selfish for not bringing up his dearest in any way, but a guy's gotta keep his freebies to stay silly...

Needless to say, he's going to have to workshop a plan to skedaddle as soon as the opportunity arises. Goddamnit.

[fladurblegon]

“Your days are numbered” yeah it’s called a calendar you fucking idiot.

[noisester]

Bookmarked some Noise fanarts and my laptop immediately froze. Okay.

[noisester]

ANONYMOUS asked: Hey Noi (ATTACKS YOU WITH GANON CDI LIGHTNING)

"Not what I'm ca--"

[noisester]

Must've been the wind.

[gallusgremlin]

gf said we get to go to the comic book store if the date goes well

[noisester]

'Did you really spend hundreds of thousands of Bells on Katrina's fortunes to have a rat bastard in your house' yeaaaaaag.

[noisester]

"Is now the right time to say that I'm the best Pizza Tower muse in this hellspace?" Bats his eyelashes.

[noisester]

Heartbreaking: the mod that added the thing™ you really like hasn't updated the wiki in months so you can't make enough icons to write said thing™.

[segamascott]

my me themed tumblr account

[emptyzone]

@noisester asked:

Hi Peppino, a little rat told me you haven't received a Noise ask in ages. Unacceptable. The Pizzeria's sign is gone; not even replaced with a 'Noise Pizza' sign for the funnies this time around. SOMEONE must've comically taken it while you were distracted or something; presumably one of the many creatures in your life. So many in fact you could NEVER narrow down the list to figure out the culprit, right.

Peppino had entered a quiet flow state at work. Things were... Admittedly, average on his end. He wouldn't dare speak of it aloud lest he jinx himself, but nothing major had happened in his neck of the woods. He was sliding another pizza into a box when Ronnie entered the establishment, returning after a recently delivered order, rubbing his neck a bit.

"Uh, bossman... It hasn't been uh. Windy or anything, huh."

The man blinked, turning towards the teenager fully.

"...No? It's actually been-a pretty pleasant... I sort of dread summer heat, but..."

"Okay, uh. Damn. That rules that one out. The store's sign's gone. Outside, man. It sure as hell was there when I left, so I donno...."

Ronnie let out a small 'ah' as Peppino immediately darted outside, to see that. No, his employee was not tugging his leg and lying for no reason, it's just. Gone. He stood outside as the teenager awkwardly stared at him from inside. Peppino took a loud, firm, deep breath, entering his own establishment part-way.

"Can you stay here for a moment while I take-a care of this. Put calls on hold, or something..."

"..." A shrug, but then a nod from Ronnie.

He couldn't even blink as suddenly, Peppino was gone. He let out a long sigh, scrolling through his phone. Even Ronnie knew there were only so many people dumb enough to do something like that. Time to open up noise-confessions...

...Aaand right on cue, there's now a Peppino-shaped hole in the wall in NTV. He doesn't care if he doesn't see Noise, the italian immediately bellows;

"WHERE IS IT."

Classic Peppino.

[noisester]

Come on man, you could've picked another wall instead of the one he had to fix after that red guy barged in.

At first... nothing. No funnyman in sight despite the fact that he'd never willingly miss any opportunity to poke and prod the guy. Damn, maybe he really isn't around, but I wouldn't have bothered typing all of this if that was the case, right?

A door very loudly creaked open and... Ah, there he is at last, casually leaving his office without urgency. He's uh. Taking his sweet time, skimming through his keys at a snail's pace to lock the door behind him, as if there isn't an Italian balding near the entrance and potentially on the verge of losing his patience. It took around 'five minutes' for the man to walk up to him and finally, FINALLY, answer his question,

"You're supposed to open the door before getting in, buddy." Okay.

[gallusgremlin]

just made some fuckin bullshittttt

[candymcker]

Psh. " Watch out, guys— " In an exaggerated tone of voice, the bear literally and figuratively speaking waved him off. " —this one's feisty. " Cue a shrug of his shoulders, keys jingling to the motion of him turning to the door that is suspiciously in his image. " Might think about it— can't promise anything, tho'. "

The door opened with a slow, subtle creeeak. It was eerily pitch black inside, but he still gestured towards it in an inviting manner.

" After you. " Rudy wasn't playing the role of the blockhead he might have drawn an association to, that's for sure.

• • •

" Hmm... " Her chin rested on one of her hands as she watched the chaos, the large Croakolate looking mildly panicked beside her. " I don't know geddit, Marble, why'd he come back here if we were— OHH!! " What looked like a black of white gust of wind suddenly passed by her, causing her to spin in place for a couple seconds before Marble, as a loud SCREEECH was heard out of frame, grabbed her shoulders and got her to stop.

" ROSETTE!! " Oh great. " ROSETTE!! " Just the screams the frog wanted to hear, his expression immediately turning sour as he watched the lousy candy maker back up towards them. " Oh my Gosh, the— ! " He took a moment to catch his breath. " Th-th-THE MIRROR!! " But, as soon as he did, he started rambling, speaking fast and flailing his arms in a clear panic. " He's— HE'S INSANE, and DANGEROUS, a-and very annoying, and— and HE'S HERE! I— I PUT HIM HERE, and— ! AND— ! "

From Rosette's point of view— " Hun, you're talking too fast! " —he came off as incoherent, and from Marble's like a maniac. Though what else is new? Rising both her hands, she moved them in an up-and-down motion. " Breeeathe. You need to slooow dooown. " Which seemed to work, actually. " Good! Now what's this abo— ? " Except that, no, it didn't work.

" MY EVIL SELF FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION IS CHASING ME!! "

" ...What? " And he was back to rambling just as incoherently as before, much to her dismay. " I don't follow— do you follow, Marble? " She genuinely sounded confused for once.

Just a level below them, an ice cream block melted, revealing a door that shouldn't be there, and out came the laidback janitor. " Sweeeeet, sounds like this is your stop. " It was hard not to hear Pizzelle from down there from how loud he's being.

" Just climb up and you'll see 'em; and aim for the trashcan man, trust me on this one. "

[noisester]

YEEEEEESH, someone was trying to break a record in his absense! How ironic, HOWWWWWW IRONIC that is, to hear THAT much noise from his counterpart! With enough practice you could almost steal his spotlight! Almost.

"Ah, neat." The hellion says, casually, the only hint of 'credit' he's willing to give this janitor, truthfully. Tracking the loud noise afterwards was no difficult task for The Noise—probably due to his namesake but I'm not making that joke again—as he took a few steps forward before coming to a halt, placing a hand on his head to look up before climbing up like the horrid creature that he is.

Clinging on the edge of the platform, he pulled out his projectile of choice from his hammerspace; formulating a plan on the spot; and waited for an opening. Next thing Pizzelle knew...

...A yellow blur suddenly jumped up from the shadows, eyes glinting with malice, as he threw a bomb at his unfunny doppelgänger. Due to rule of comedy—or Noise Bombs initiating different results when the circumstances call for it—this particular bomb's blast radius was strong enough to push the other into that conveniently-placed trashcan, resulting in a chain reaction that concluded with... Well, you'll have to wait and see.

"And that takes care of that." He wipes his hands after landing on the floor following his ambush, a big toothy smile creeping into his face as he stared at the witnesses. "SOOOOOOOO... What did I miss?"

[noisester]

Headache so bad I forgot to talk about the weird dream I had last night where I was hyping up this MASSIVE drabble I've been working on for weeks, but when I hit the upload button it turned into a jpeg of Garfield.