I’m an Addison, in case that wasn’t clear! I’ve got nothing [Wrong Answer] with-
Oh right, the voice things, uh those are just uh. Glitches. D-dunno how to [I can fix it] them…
Please ask away!
We’re here too!
Yeah, ask us shit!
Please be nice, okay?
Thanks for checking with us!
- ooc stuff under cut:
Pearl: he/him #pearl cuckoo
Magpie: he/they/it #snowflake magpie
Vidienne: it/she #sapphire bunting
Clicket: they/them #spinel finch
Banner: it/its #topaz oriole
Flash: any/all #axinite canary
Mike: he/him #friend inside the phone
Shell: he/him #broken shell
Creeper: it/its #peridot parasite
Tenna: @vittenna-tv #turritella tv
AU Spamtons: #through the mirror
OC Addisons: #birds of a feather
AU Tennas: #ruby cathode
OOC: #from the angel’s mouth
hi! basically I am obsessed with my own headcanon for Spamton and also was starting to cave in from all the ask blogs popping up so I made this whole thing
this version of Spamton is not an Addison, but a Darkner species called a copyclam, which in the Light World are counterfeit objects or programs, in his case a Trojan virus masquerading as an spam email.
this is pre Big Shot era Spamton, but he’s gained knowledge on the horrors regular Spamton has gone through with exposure to alternate universes. this also led him to realize Mike, the voice on the phone, was an asshole.
he’s also a system as a result of trauma (author is not plural so feel free to correct me if I get something inaccurate in my writing), currently known alters are Pearl and Magpie.
Spamton (with Magpie fronting) is currently going multiversal traveling after embarrassing himself.
my voice hc for Spamton, at least pre Big Shot era, is Edgar from Electric Dreams so that is ideally how his dialogue should be read hehe
please feel free to resend asks because tumblr eats asks sometimes :(
magic anons are okay! put the Spamton in a situation
suggestive asks are okay as long as it isn’t anything more graphic than sex jokes (and will be tagged with #advertiser unfriendly). shipping asks are also okay as long as they aren’t pedophilic, incest, or selfcest. any Spamton/Addisons shipping ask would fall under the no incest rule because they are siblings/found family in this.
this blog will contain themes and discussion of abusive relationships, nonsexual grooming, xenophobia, and parasites
sometimes I will reblog unrelated posts onto this blog by accident, sorry about that!
^ the funniest thing I have done and ever will do
mod is @wyverewings, also runs @static-air-waves and @s0me-kind-of-cr3ature
Nice [ long-lasting hair dye] ya got there!! Reminds me of… me…!! Uh…
To [get to the good part]!! I was wonderin’ if ya were in the market for a [fun pinwheels and whirligigs] or some kinda , uh, games…? [Joke glasses]? Flexible pencil?? Sparkly [music box]???? All for [the low, low price of] FREE!!!
Tens bought a buncha [WILD AND EXCITING PRIZES!!!] but… accidentally tripled the order !! Haehaheh!!1! HAh…
HELP HELP PL3ase HELP me I’M DR0WNING 1N CHEAP [party favors]
( @tvtimemailroom )
❄️: Sure, alright! The more [Priceless] junk I can sell to people, the [Better Late Than Never]!
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
Now Wendell felt old, and a little jealous. Why did he have to wait longer for— Right now's not the time for that. Focus. Business. Think. Business.
That. Wendell grinded his teeth. Was not business. They weren't friends. Don't offer friend things.
It repeated the word several times. Then, it walked over to offer its hand for a proper greeting. His smile was crooked but more genuine than when they first met.
❄️ Oh, I could just [Fraud] about my [Enter Age]!
*They did have a fake ID already, after all.
❄️ Wendell, huh?
*Magpie only now got a really good look at Wendell’s teeth. Wow, they really were sharp. Most Spamtons they remember had much flatter teeth, with slight canines at most.
*That was cool as hell to know someone else with fangs like they had, though!
❄️ Alright, I’ll keep that in my [Memory]!
*They took Wendell’s hand, jointed claw in jointed claw.
❄️ Probably about time I get [Going, Going, Gone], I’ve got more business to get to…
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
*Magpie’s leaning on the side of a wall, trying to look cool. They certainly have noticed Wendell’s appearance, and admittedly they’re more than a little concerned.
❄️ Er… did you get [Hurt in a Car Accident]? Not necessarily that, but… you also have the [Voice Control] thingy, you get it.
Wendell couldn't help but compare itself to Magpie, glancing between him and it. His smile pulled more into a grimace. The lean really did help them look cool...
Wendell paused, realising Magpie might have meant its ruined clothes and blood.
❄️ Not yours? The [Blood Donations], you mean?
*There certainly were a lot of different reasons one could have someone else’s blood on them. But with how battered Wendell looked, it had likely gotten in a fight, Magpie reasoned.
❄️ So you got in a [Boss Battle], did you?
*But also, Magpie recalled Pearl’s memories of Shell… who Wendell very much resembled. At the very least, he seemed unlikely to want to harm them.
*Either way, they tensed up, manifesting more in their belly feeling tight.
❄️ Uh, got anything you need to [Trick or Treat]?
*They’d partially asked because of worry, partially to check just how fair the circumstances may have been.
Wendell cuffs his sleeves with a slightly glitched laugh. Completely oblivious to Magpie's small change in behaviour.
It really didn't know how to explain what happened. It was less of a fight and more of a one sided attempted mauling. Which was. Technically unsuccessful? Well, they didn't ask for specifics. He grits his teeth, rubbing at his jaw.
*Hm, seemed like it was a fight after all. That made them feel safer, at least.
❄️ …No? Agh, speech thingy [Malfunctioning]. It’s just a [Business Trip]… actually yeah that’s what it is, kinda. As in, a trip to promote my business.
*Pearl hadn’t really done this, to Magpie’s knowledge. He’d try to get customer’s attention as best he could, but he seemed too scared to network properly. Magpie had no such reservations.
*Though there was also the reason of… wanting their siblings to forget about that incident. The idea of them figuring out that Magpie existed was… scarier than they’d admit, with the unclarity of their siblings’s understanding.
❄️ Well, I’ve enough of a [HeartShapedObject] not to sell to someone down on its [Lucky Winner]. I’d propose a business [Lifetime Partnership], but I’m not exactly sure how that’d [Exercise] across universes, ehaehe.
Oh oops. Business trip, hm? Spamton hummed as he listened.
It choked down hysterical laughter at the comment on its current situation, coughing instead. From top of the world to digging through garbage in a blink. He dusted his clothes with his hands to free his excess energy.
The idea of another partnership lingered in its head uncomfortably. The 'across universes' bit does put a huge wrench in the thought. Very risky, but enticing. His throughts bounced the more he considered. What would they sell? How would they market? How different was Magpie's universe from its? What did they already sell?
Did the phone still ring?
There were too many questions for right now. Maybe he should start with the most important one.
❄️ How’d I get here…? Eh, just found this weird door in the [Recycling]. It had a sorta [Rainbow Connection] glow to it? Anyway it seems to allow [Public Transit] to [Far, far away] places.
So [Anything Is Possible]! We’ll be able to meet pretty [Quick Service]!
*Magpie was excited for a potential partnership, maybe a little too excited to see any issues in this moment. One thing did come to mind that this was another thing he had to explain to Pearl…
It should really write these things down before it forgets. No pen, no paper, but— right, right. New phone. It takes it out to make the note. 'Business with other Spamton. Weird rainbow door = how visit.'
He starts to pace in the alleyway, his excitement difficult to contain. He's mumbling something about split assets and debt. Hire a ambassador between worlds? No money for that, but maybe... Or if... Move this... Sell the last building.... Certainly enough freetime now...
Wendell's only a little distracted, starting to hyperfocus on what its doing. Eager to add any of Magpie's input for the note it made.
❄️Just my siblings! That’s not a deal[Icebreaker] is it?
*They recalled again, Shell and Bowie hadn’t had great relationships with their siblings… Maybe they could’ve brought up Tenna, but he’d been busy, plus it seemed a lot of Tennas and Spamtons had difficult relationships.
❄️This is my [First of its Kind] business partnership, so… I’ll have to learn as I [Ready, Set, Go!]!
Wendell stopped. He stared at his phone. Then, he turned his head nearly 180° around to look Magpie in the eyes. A little laugh left its throat as it considered Magpie.
He cleared his throat and made some sort of warble noise. Wendell noted the new information in the phone, and to see if he could find his old handbook. In the trash. Maybe it should just buy a new one. A book is much more replaceable than his other things.
*Hm, Wendell did seem a little nervous when it heard that… Best to not press.
❄️ Oh, I’m 18! I’ve had business experience for [Trio] years.
*By that, they meant Pearl had tried and failed to sell stuff since he was 15. It… wasn’t really experience, but they did know lying was part of business. That’s one of the first things they were taught.
❄️ By the way, the [Username] is Magpie! Probably should’ve said that [Earlier this week].
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
*Magpie’s leaning on the side of a wall, trying to look cool. They certainly have noticed Wendell’s appearance, and admittedly they’re more than a little concerned.
❄️ Er… did you get [Hurt in a Car Accident]? Not necessarily that, but… you also have the [Voice Control] thingy, you get it.
Wendell couldn't help but compare itself to Magpie, glancing between him and it. His smile pulled more into a grimace. The lean really did help them look cool...
Wendell paused, realising Magpie might have meant its ruined clothes and blood.
❄️ Not yours? The [Blood Donations], you mean?
*There certainly were a lot of different reasons one could have someone else’s blood on them. But with how battered Wendell looked, it had likely gotten in a fight, Magpie reasoned.
❄️ So you got in a [Boss Battle], did you?
*But also, Magpie recalled Pearl’s memories of Shell… who Wendell very much resembled. At the very least, he seemed unlikely to want to harm them.
*Either way, they tensed up, manifesting more in their belly feeling tight.
❄️ Uh, got anything you need to [Trick or Treat]?
*They’d partially asked because of worry, partially to check just how fair the circumstances may have been.
Wendell cuffs his sleeves with a slightly glitched laugh. Completely oblivious to Magpie's small change in behaviour.
It really didn't know how to explain what happened. It was less of a fight and more of a one sided attempted mauling. Which was. Technically unsuccessful? Well, they didn't ask for specifics. He grits his teeth, rubbing at his jaw.
*Hm, seemed like it was a fight after all. That made them feel safer, at least.
❄️ …No? Agh, speech thingy [Malfunctioning]. It’s just a [Business Trip]… actually yeah that’s what it is, kinda. As in, a trip to promote my business.
*Pearl hadn’t really done this, to Magpie’s knowledge. He’d try to get customer’s attention as best he could, but he seemed too scared to network properly. Magpie had no such reservations.
*Though there was also the reason of… wanting their siblings to forget about that incident. The idea of them figuring out that Magpie existed was… scarier than they’d admit, with the unclarity of their siblings’s understanding.
❄️ Well, I’ve enough of a [HeartShapedObject] not to sell to someone down on its [Lucky Winner]. I’d propose a business [Lifetime Partnership], but I’m not exactly sure how that’d [Exercise] across universes, ehaehe.
Oh oops. Business trip, hm? Spamton hummed as he listened.
It choked down hysterical laughter at the comment on its current situation, coughing instead. From top of the world to digging through garbage in a blink. He dusted his clothes with his hands to free his excess energy.
The idea of another partnership lingered in its head uncomfortably. The 'across universes' bit does put a huge wrench in the thought. Very risky, but enticing. His throughts bounced the more he considered. What would they sell? How would they market? How different was Magpie's universe from its? What did they already sell?
Did the phone still ring?
There were too many questions for right now. Maybe he should start with the most important one.
❄️ How’d I get here…? Eh, just found this weird door in the [Recycling]. It had a sorta [Rainbow Connection] glow to it? Anyway it seems to allow [Public Transit] to [Far, far away] places.
So [Anything Is Possible]! We’ll be able to meet pretty [Quick Service]!
*Magpie was excited for a potential partnership, maybe a little too excited to see any issues in this moment. One thing did come to mind that this was another thing he had to explain to Pearl…
It should really write these things down before it forgets. No pen, no paper, but— right, right. New phone. It takes it out to make the note. 'Business with other Spamton. Weird rainbow door = how visit.'
He starts to pace in the alleyway, his excitement difficult to contain. He's mumbling something about split assets and debt. Hire a ambassador between worlds? No money for that, but maybe... Or if... Move this... Sell the last building.... Certainly enough freetime now...
Wendell's only a little distracted, starting to hyperfocus on what its doing. Eager to add any of Magpie's input for the note it made.
❄️Just my siblings! That’s not a deal[Icebreaker] is it?
*They recalled again, Shell and Bowie hadn’t had great relationships with their siblings… Maybe they could’ve brought up Tenna, but he’d been busy, plus it seemed a lot of Tennas and Spamtons had difficult relationships.
❄️This is my [First of its Kind] business partnership, so… I’ll have to learn as I [Ready, Set, Go!]!
How would you say your relationships with your siblings are? Whats unique about all of them?
❄️ How the hell should I know? I’d just started [Existence], all I really know is they seem to have some [Issue 11] with [Get rid of Parasites]. Probably better to [Ask Me Anything] Pearl, but he’s not really [Available Bachelors in your Area].
~
*Somewhere dark, with shifting shapes all around…
🦪 Huh? W-where… no, this isn’t where Mike took me… I think I’m [Your System is Safe].
Well, Flash is really [Fun for the Whole Family]! They’re really [Energy Drinks] and great to hang out with! He also went the extra [Hard Work and Dedication] to find a [Doctor] who treats copyclams, so he cares a lot too.
Banner’s the [Wisdom] of all the Addisons I know. I like listening to what it has to say! They also have been trying to [Support] me with sales, which is really nice!
Click’s a real [Sweet Treat]! I come to them first when I’m [Down the Drain]. They’re also really good at finding [Quality] stuff from the garbage. Though I could do without them trying to [Search Engine] about my biology…
And Vid… she’s my [Host], I think I… what’s the word, imprinted on her? So I feel really [Fond Memories] of it in particular. And she also [Love] me too, even if I don’t [Beyond Comprehension] why.
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
*Magpie’s leaning on the side of a wall, trying to look cool. They certainly have noticed Wendell’s appearance, and admittedly they’re more than a little concerned.
❄️ Er… did you get [Hurt in a Car Accident]? Not necessarily that, but… you also have the [Voice Control] thingy, you get it.
Wendell couldn't help but compare itself to Magpie, glancing between him and it. His smile pulled more into a grimace. The lean really did help them look cool...
Wendell paused, realising Magpie might have meant its ruined clothes and blood.
❄️ Not yours? The [Blood Donations], you mean?
*There certainly were a lot of different reasons one could have someone else’s blood on them. But with how battered Wendell looked, it had likely gotten in a fight, Magpie reasoned.
❄️ So you got in a [Boss Battle], did you?
*But also, Magpie recalled Pearl’s memories of Shell… who Wendell very much resembled. At the very least, he seemed unlikely to want to harm them.
*Either way, they tensed up, manifesting more in their belly feeling tight.
❄️ Uh, got anything you need to [Trick or Treat]?
*They’d partially asked because of worry, partially to check just how fair the circumstances may have been.
Wendell cuffs his sleeves with a slightly glitched laugh. Completely oblivious to Magpie's small change in behaviour.
It really didn't know how to explain what happened. It was less of a fight and more of a one sided attempted mauling. Which was. Technically unsuccessful? Well, they didn't ask for specifics. He grits his teeth, rubbing at his jaw.
*Hm, seemed like it was a fight after all. That made them feel safer, at least.
❄️ …No? Agh, speech thingy [Malfunctioning]. It’s just a [Business Trip]… actually yeah that’s what it is, kinda. As in, a trip to promote my business.
*Pearl hadn’t really done this, to Magpie’s knowledge. He’d try to get customer’s attention as best he could, but he seemed too scared to network properly. Magpie had no such reservations.
*Though there was also the reason of… wanting their siblings to forget about that incident. The idea of them figuring out that Magpie existed was… scarier than they’d admit, with the unclarity of their siblings’s understanding.
❄️ Well, I’ve enough of a [HeartShapedObject] not to sell to someone down on its [Lucky Winner]. I’d propose a business [Lifetime Partnership], but I’m not exactly sure how that’d [Exercise] across universes, ehaehe.
Oh oops. Business trip, hm? Spamton hummed as he listened.
It choked down hysterical laughter at the comment on its current situation, coughing instead. From top of the world to digging through garbage in a blink. He dusted his clothes with his hands to free his excess energy.
The idea of another partnership lingered in its head uncomfortably. The 'across universes' bit does put a huge wrench in the thought. Very risky, but enticing. His throughts bounced the more he considered. What would they sell? How would they market? How different was Magpie's universe from its? What did they already sell?
Did the phone still ring?
There were too many questions for right now. Maybe he should start with the most important one.
❄️ How’d I get here…? Eh, just found this weird door in the [Recycling]. It had a sorta [Rainbow Connection] glow to it? Anyway it seems to allow [Public Transit] to [Far, far away] places.
So [Anything Is Possible]! We’ll be able to meet pretty [Quick Service]!
*Magpie was excited for a potential partnership, maybe a little too excited to see any issues in this moment. One thing did come to mind that this was another thing he had to explain to Pearl…
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
*Magpie’s leaning on the side of a wall, trying to look cool. They certainly have noticed Wendell’s appearance, and admittedly they’re more than a little concerned.
❄️ Er… did you get [Hurt in a Car Accident]? Not necessarily that, but… you also have the [Voice Control] thingy, you get it.
Wendell couldn't help but compare itself to Magpie, glancing between him and it. His smile pulled more into a grimace. The lean really did help them look cool...
Wendell paused, realising Magpie might have meant its ruined clothes and blood.
❄️ Not yours? The [Blood Donations], you mean?
*There certainly were a lot of different reasons one could have someone else’s blood on them. But with how battered Wendell looked, it had likely gotten in a fight, Magpie reasoned.
❄️ So you got in a [Boss Battle], did you?
*But also, Magpie recalled Pearl’s memories of Shell… who Wendell very much resembled. At the very least, he seemed unlikely to want to harm them.
*Either way, they tensed up, manifesting more in their belly feeling tight.
❄️ Uh, got anything you need to [Trick or Treat]?
*They’d partially asked because of worry, partially to check just how fair the circumstances may have been.
Wendell cuffs his sleeves with a slightly glitched laugh. Completely oblivious to Magpie's small change in behaviour.
It really didn't know how to explain what happened. It was less of a fight and more of a one sided attempted mauling. Which was. Technically unsuccessful? Well, they didn't ask for specifics. He grits his teeth, rubbing at his jaw.
*Hm, seemed like it was a fight after all. That made them feel safer, at least.
❄️ …No? Agh, speech thingy [Malfunctioning]. It’s just a [Business Trip]… actually yeah that’s what it is, kinda. As in, a trip to promote my business.
*Pearl hadn’t really done this, to Magpie’s knowledge. He’d try to get customer’s attention as best he could, but he seemed too scared to network properly. Magpie had no such reservations.
*Though there was also the reason of… wanting their siblings to forget about that incident. The idea of them figuring out that Magpie existed was… scarier than they’d admit, with the unclarity of their siblings’s understanding.
❄️ Well, I’ve enough of a [HeartShapedObject] not to sell to someone down on its [Lucky Winner]. I’d propose a business [Lifetime Partnership], but I’m not exactly sure how that’d [Exercise] across universes, ehaehe.
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
*Magpie’s leaning on the side of a wall, trying to look cool. They certainly have noticed Wendell’s appearance, and admittedly they’re more than a little concerned.
❄️ Er… did you get [Hurt in a Car Accident]? Not necessarily that, but… you also have the [Voice Control] thingy, you get it.
Wendell couldn't help but compare itself to Magpie, glancing between him and it. His smile pulled more into a grimace. The lean really did help them look cool...
Wendell paused, realising Magpie might have meant its ruined clothes and blood.
❄️ Not yours? The [Blood Donations], you mean?
*There certainly were a lot of different reasons one could have someone else’s blood on them. But with how battered Wendell looked, it had likely gotten in a fight, Magpie reasoned.
❄️ So you got in a [Boss Battle], did you?
*But also, Magpie recalled Pearl’s memories of Shell… who Wendell very much resembled. At the very least, he seemed unlikely to want to harm them.
*Either way, they tensed up, manifesting more in their belly feeling tight.
❄️ Uh, got anything you need to [Trick or Treat]?
*They’d partially asked because of worry, partially to check just how fair the circumstances may have been.
*Magpie was admittedly not sure what universes had those he knew from Pearl’s memories. But whatever! They could make new friends.
Hello there! Nice to [Meetup] another me on my little [Vacation Trip]!
*…was that the smell of blood in the air? Eh, probably some rusting metal…
Spamton Wendell was making his way through Cyber City with one goal. Find its things. At the very least, his old phone! His new one was nice, but the old one was among the last of his things from before. So far, there was nothing. He kicks at the most recent, useless dumpster. That he'll have to search The Dump starts to weigh on his mind...
Which is when its startled by Magpie's voice. It froze, realising how insane it must look. From the now dirty clothes with a blood stained sleeve, to the frazzled hair he's brushing back. He spins around until he spots them.
*Magpie’s leaning on the side of a wall, trying to look cool. They certainly have noticed Wendell’s appearance, and admittedly they’re more than a little concerned.
❄️ Er… did you get [Hurt in a Car Accident]? Not necessarily that, but… you also have the [Voice Control] thingy, you get it.
❄️ Yeah, I guess the askers can still [Chat] to us via these. Anyway, it was this computer thingy called the DECSYSTEM-20!
Can’t forget that, it was the only thing he’d talk about for a week straight!
❄️ LET ME TELL THE [Storytime]! I found it in the garbage, it seemed pretty [Old And Crusty], but Click got it [Running] again! So I decided to sell it, and some [Lollipop] actually bought it!
Would’ve been nice if I found a [Second Offer], but the [Recycle Folder] doesn’t really have many computers in [Decent Condition]…
Obviously you know about / are aware of Pearl, but does Pearl know that you exist?
❄️ I don’t think he does? I’ve been here since Tenna and I think I’d know if he [Notice Me Senpai!] at any point. I think he was a little weirded out that he didn’t [Remember Password] saying goodbye to Tenna, at the most.
Well, he’d probably [Learn how to use a computer] eventually. Maybe I should figure out how to [Communications] with him…
Hey Spamton, we’re back!
❄️ Oh, uh, hey there! Not sure if I want them to know…