NO REFUNDS!

i can already tell we're gonna be pals. no, not pals... FAMILY!

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AH I SEE. i had to insult redd publicly on the blog for him to return on the island! ... THAT SELFISH PRICK, I MISSED HIM.

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it’s like a month and a half that this horrible fox hasn’t shown himself on my island!! WHERE IS HE. I WANNA KNOW!!... also i might be on here later, i’ll see i’ll see!

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@islecrossed​ / tommy offered a hand: "Do you need help with that, sir?"

✦ * .   狐  ;   « ah, so glad ya asked, little cousin! » without leaving the other the time to do pretty much anything, redd pushes the huge box he was leaning on a moment before down the boat, careful to not hit the young one ( come on, he’s not a monster ) but not aiming that far. the box lands with a loud thud, proving just how heavy the thing is, and the kitsune lets out a satisfied puff as he points at it.

« i’d love if ya could bring that thing there - y'see, where the pathway that leads here begins? that would be awesome, thank you! i’ll do the rest then! »

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bugcff‌.

“Hey, wai–!”

Aaand off he goes. Without even giving him time to answer.             Once again, rude. In one hand, tho… he’s right. He doesn’t have to waste his precious time arguing with a boomer, let alone one that won’t listen to reason. Maybe it’s just better to leave him be and do what most people in that island did so far: complaining about it to poor Isabelle and hoping the island rapresentative would do something about it.

Like, who knows. Putting some fences around the secret beach, or something like that. The basics to make everyone understand it’s better to stay away from that place.

         …or. Or he could just… get just a tiny bit closer, look in his bag for a wasp or two and sneak on the main deck, as slow as he can. Hopefully the fox won’t notice he’s up there, very very slowly peeking through the little tent and opening the boxes with those angry little bugs in it. Be a little petty, for once.

✦ * .   狐  ;   as he got inside the boat, redd almost already forgot about the chameleon outside. the whole thing was over for him at this point - he thought the other had turned and was going on his way to capture whatever the heck was buzzing out there. each have their own art, don’t they? they all can go on with their days.

for this motive, the fox isn’t really paying attention to the sounds around him as he gets behind the tent. and... a little bit because of the whispers, too. he just needs to enter the cabin for them to restart, and if he was grumpy before, oh is he now.

           𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒖𝒅𝒆. oh, of course, here they go, judging him.                 𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊'𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅. of course, yeah.

« oh, shut up. » he murmurs, pretty annoyed, as he tries to focus his attention much more on the canvases full of sketches abandoned in the corner. he should put them away, to be fair, but he never wanted...

      𝒐𝒉! 𝒐𝒉, 𝒖𝒉! 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒅! oh, the only one kind on the boat! « what? »                𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒕!                                                                « ... what- »

the buzzing catches his hears the moment after. redd starts, his hands on a canvas that automatically pull it up as a sort of shield from the wasps in a sudden rush of panic. he hears a bit of screaming - probably his own -, and some laughing - probably some of the spirits, those bbbastards -, before he throws himself right out of the cabin. just to see flick out there.

    he doesn’t know if he’s feeling more panicked by the wasps, or by his presence UP THERE.

« wh-whh-- ». what should he ask what should he ask- « -- what are you doing up here-?! »                            ... oh no wait, he should have asked why did he do it.

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           hc ; there are freaking GHOSTS here.

some quick headcanons about the haunted art and redd’s relationship with it, because MAN... I LIVE FOR GHOST STORIES. and also to make clearer the stuff this blog is partially centred on, since redd’s document is still not fully ready.

redd doesn’t see ghosts, he can only perceive them, and sometimes hear them. until they are inside a piece of art, they seem to him more like whispers, pretty indistinct usually, despite he can understand them sometimes.

his fake art is made by him, it isn’t bought - spirits can get inside the fake art while he’s making them. it’s... a weird process. redd isn’t fully sure of how it works yet, he just knows that sometimes he blacks out for a bit.

spirits can’t move much inside the art. in statues they can levitate or open the statue’s eyes, maybe sometimes move its head a little bit; and in paintings the effects are similar. they won’t come out of the painting at night, don’t worry. but, when inside the art ( so a, technically, new body ), they can communicate much clearer with whom can hear them, and briefly to who don’t. brief sentences can be heard even if you’re not some kind of sixth sense’s kid.

about this, redd is not followed by ghosts since when he was a kid, quite the opposite. it’s something new to him, that began just some months ago. which is, the day he went against the wrong people, and they almost managed to drown him. somehow he survived, though he was certain to be dead at some point. that’s when he began to hear them.

he hates this situation sO MUCH CALL AN EXORCIST PLEASE.

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internet kept abandoning me during matches making me lose sO MANY POINTS, but after an hour and a half i am the proud owner of the special animal crossing theme in tetris 99. it wasn’t worth the burst of nervousness and anger that i had after the umpteenth “connection lost” but having it makes me feel GOOD.

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bugcff‌.

Oh, the nerve! He doesn’t even sell art around there! He takes commissions but the only payment he got so far are more bugs!      ( Not like he complains about it, of course. )

“Ok, FIRST OF ALL. It’s not like I expect to not have competition nor co-workers. But at least what I do is original and I don’t overprice it. Secondly, I don’t hit people with a net. That’s against my policies.

                              You, however, I will maim.

And no. I don’t want it. It’s nice to see the islanders being interested in art.                   Too bad yours isn’t considerable as such.”

✦ * .   狐  ;   « overpri-- cousin! less than 5000 bells is OVERPRICED for ya?! » yes, well, okay, sure, most of the art he sells aren’t exactly the original pieces - but considering costs of the material and the time needed to make them, even for the fake art that is a low price.

                   ... he overprices the furniture to compensate, that is true, but. shh.                                                    listen. you need money to survive in this world.

redd sighs deeply, letting the maiming part go ( unfortunately, he’s not the first one that ever told him something like that - and others are way more serious as they pronounce those words ) to focus more on the annoying critics of that millennial. he lowers his head, exhausted, before rising up from the edge of the boat, arms wide open.

« ‘kay, listen, i got this. ya don’t like me. what a pity, buuhuu. since ya hate stayin’ near me so much, why don’t ya jus’ go away? i have work to do, and ye makin’ me lose time. so, y’know, bye have a nice day. »

and with that, he turns to return inside of his boat, with the clear intention of ending the conversation right there.

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✦ * .   狐  ;   « LISTEN... MY HAND SLIPPED...                           I’M SORRY I MADE THAT MISTAKE, CAN WE MOVE ON NOW. »

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

yall are sleeping on a brand new rivalry here

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bugcff‌.

“Oh. That isn’t a personal attack.

This is.”

WHAP

✦ * .   狐  ;

                « OH SHI-- »

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bugcff‌.

“Not ans–” he repeats, frowning. That’s golden, considering he refused to answer a single question - aka exactly what he was thinking of doing. It looks like Nook wasn’t the only one who had beef with that faker.

The fact that he eve adds a pun doesn’t help his case.

“Whatever you do becomes my business when most animals come to me to make sure the art they bought is real… or when they get mad if I insist it isn’t.” he answers promptly, very menacingly moving around the net before moving it back on his shoulders. Ready to whap him good. Someone’s scared of confrontations, ironically enough in one of the rare moments Flick isn’t feeling shy at all.

“There are plenty of islands. Why don’t you go somewhere else?”

✦ * .   狐  ;   « geez, it’s not like i’m th’ only one who sells art! »

... well. he is one of the few, and the only one known to sell fake art, but still. we’re not here to be fussy, come on. back to important things.

« ya sell things too, first of all. and ye lucky enough to sell original works, some o’ us can’t, ye kno’. ». ah, yes, the good old passing the buck tactic. a classic. « and second, if people get mad at ye ‘cause they don’t want to believe ye, it’s their problem! smack ‘em with the net, why you listen to ‘em? i kno’ clients can be troublesome sometimes, but geez. »

« and LAST BUT NOT LEAST-- ». index finger rises, as to demand greater attention. « i go to other islands! i have clients everywhere - even here, like it or not. i’m away most of the times, but sometimes i gotta come here, ya kno’! people ask fo’ art, i give ‘em art!        you want to take art away from the inhabitants o’ this island? eh? »

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he feels personally attacked. wonder why.

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@bugcff​ is being boring by saying  »  « i guess you’re having one of your shy episodes. » from a very passive aggressive bugcff

✦ * .   狐  ;   « eh? why? ‘cause i’m taking a break from ye who’s being very boring and critical of my hard work by not answering anymore? »

redd crosses his arms, gently leaning on the boat’s edge and watching flick from his position of superiority and safety. his ears twitch for a brief moment. he’s not exactly annoyed to have the other around, but he kinda has work to do, and the chameleon is delaying everything. to insult him, even. if he was at least telling him nice things, that would have been different!         cruel world.

« maybe ye havin’ one of your shy episodes, buddy. » he continues. « if you feel so bugged by me, then go catch something somewhere else! th’ island is big, ye kno’? »

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

*LA CUCARACHA HORN SFX*

[rpdepartment]

Animal Crossing starter pack no wholesomeness, just absolutely raw quotes.

30 starters | 

« you’re looking awful as ever. »

« don’t be such a little capitalist! »

« you’re like a baby, waah waah waah. »

« i don’t think i invited you to my house. »

« i’m gonna tunnel through your HOUSE! »

« i hope you get stung by a thousand bees. »

« don’t make me release the hounds on you! » 

« sadness… it’s the only thing i’ve got plenty of… »

« if i don’t get what i want i will be DISPLEASED! »

« i guess you’re having one of your shy episodes. »

« did you even think about the consequences of your action? »

« i got a whole hour of sleep last night, so i’m just raring to go! »

« i’m already pretty cute, so even cuter clothes might be overkill. »

« don’t kid yourself. if you eat a lobster, you’re just eating a big bug. »

« i hope you go to JAIL! and that your stupid house is TORN DOWN! »

« what’s with these prices?! i don’t think i can even COUNT that high! »

« i’ve got better things to do than stand here and watch you look tragic. »

« if you get your feeling bruised easily, i’m gonna apologize in advance. »

« i like to think that it’s my job to show you young people how hard life is. »

« yeah, i figured you had no clue about high fashion. or even basic aesthetic. »

« oh, man… you’re making me feel feelings again. haven’t felt those for years. »

« i’ve been practicing screaming at random people to improve my vocal power. » 

« time to worry about an insignificant conversation that happened 15 years ago! »

« you think my lips are cute? why, do you want me to smooch you or something? » 

« i don’t wanna see you right now. you need to think about what you did for a while. » 

« i was happy at first, but then i cried. and then i was kinda ok, but then i totally cried again. » 

« are you enjoying the afternoon thus far? i don’t mind telling you that i most certainly am not. »

« you hare SO going to lose all of your friends if you keep acting like such a complete steakhead. » 

« we’re all like snowflakes if you think about it. i mean, we’re all different but we all still melt in lava. »

« you’d have better luck meeting someone somewhere more of your style. you know. like a 99-cent store. » 

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hey, cousin! hello, hello, and welcome! i knew i’d find you around here - it must be fate!

the blog still need some work, mostly around graphic, but it is already filled with wonderful pieces of art that can be yours, with just a like and/or a reblog! that’s an affair, a big affair, cousin! you can always trust your crazy redd buddy, who you know is the most sincere creature in all animal crossing! especially now that we’re exploring new horizons, eh?

oh, and of course, meet my colleague! the one who keeps the blog all in order, castiel! oh and right, i was told to tell you - this is a sideblog, and we’ll be following from castielrphub! ... whatever it means.

see you around cousin, i can’t wait!

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tag dump, cousin!

狐 *. OOC 狐 *. MUN’S ART 狐 *. PSA 狐 *. REBLOG

狐 *. PROMOTION 狐 *. SELF PROMOTION

狐 *. PROMPTS 狐 *. MEMES

狐 *. INTERACTIONS 狐 *. IC 狐 *. DASH COMMENTARY 狐 *. CRACK

狐 *. MUSINGS 狐 *. AESTHETICS 狐 *. VISAGE 狐 *. CHARACTER STUDY