An ask blog for Ted Spankoffski in the Bastard's Box! (ft. Tinky of course) [Box Escapes: 4] [Ted Death Count: 4] [Tinky Kill Count: 5] [Ted Kill Count: 2] [Tinky "Death" Count: 2]
It's come to my attention that some of you fellas would like to speak to my little Teddy Bear! Well, I have EXCELLENT news for you: now you can!!! Please! I encourage you to ask him (or myself, if you so wish) anything your horrible little heart desires! Come take a peek into my Bastard's Box and learn of the horrors which my Teddy Bear has endured!
...what is this? Who are you guys? Can you help me?
...please...?
MY BROTHERS!!!
@pokotho-the-s1lent-one
@bliklotep-lord-of-sight
@the-k1ng-in-b1ack
(OOC UNDER THE CUT!!! :D)
Hello and welcome to my "Ted Spankoffski is stuck in the Bastard's Box" ask blog!!! I'm Disaster/Joey/Blair from @multi-fandomdisaster & I use any pronouns! This is my first time running an ask blog, so please bear with me-
I politely ask that you please steer away from any NSFW content. Dirty jokes and in-character flirting are generally okay so long as they don't go too far (this is a Ted Spankoffski-centric ask blog, after all lol) & ship implications are fine so long as you run it by me first (I'll be portraying Ted as aromantic pansexual :D), but anything explicit will be deleted and/or ignored. Additionally, I will be deleting asks that personally make me feel uncomfortable answering.
You can bring up any Hatchetfield events, from musicals to Nightmare Time episodes. Ted's in the Bastard's Box. He's seen them all. He's lived them all.
Ted's dialogue will look like this. He uses he/him pronouns.
(Asks will be under #Ted responds & general posts will be under #Ted speaks)
Tinky's dialogue will look like this. He uses he/it pronouns, but is fine with being called anything. Pretty much all references to him will also be in orange and bold.
(Asks will be under #Tinky answers & general posts will be under #Tinky posts)
And if I ever say/post anything, I'll be writing in red!
(Ooc posts will be under the tag #Disaster says stuff)
Feel free to get send angst. We are traumatizing this man here fellas! /silly
Also feel free to try to get Ted out of the box if you so wish! It makes things more exciting >:)
I should also mention that I'm perfectly fine with violence & gore, and that this blog WILL likely have violence & gore in it. I'll try to tag anything triggering as best as I can with the tag "#tw: [insert trigger]". If I ever forget to tag something, miss-tag something, or you would like me to add a trigger tag to a post/to future posts, PLEASE let me know!!! I want you guys to stay safe out there!
Also!!! Hatchetfield OCs are just as welcome here as canon characters! Bear in mind though that it might just take me a little longer to come up with a good response because I don't know the character as well. If you're using an OC, don't be surprised if I message you asking for more info about them lol
If I ever stop responding or take a while to respond to an rp, don't take it personally. My motivation comes in waves, and sometimes I just literally cannot come up with a response. Sorry if I ever leave you hanging! 😅
(Also I'm in college now and school's obviously gonna be prioritized over this blog, so be aware of that too!)
NOTE: Tinky will be portrayed as aroace on this blog. I personally do not ship Tinkoffski (or really any of the other LIB pairings tbh), and I won't be portraying that here. Ted and Tinky will have a very "tormented/tormentee" sort of vibe/dynamic, and at most, Tinky will admit to "really liking" Ted, but more as a blorbo than a love interest than anything. He likes Ted in that he likes to watch him suffer. It's like watching a mouse traversing a maze, only that maze is an ever-shifting labyrinth of pure nightmare fuel! :D
And with all that, I wish you all a wonderful day!!!
Karaxis isn't gonna be too happy that you've....stolen one of His toys, Pokotho.
[He looks mildly pained as he says this, and practically forces out the word "stolen" after a second or two of consideration on what he should even say at all. It's clear that Ted's not exactly all that comfortable referring to his daughter as a "toy," but he figures it gets the point across nice and fast.]
(Aiden lets himself fall on his bed, letting out a huff. This week's been... crazy, there was really no other way to put it: he found out his study friend TJ had been possessed by some music-obsessed god and that- surprise! There was even more Eldritch gods besides Blinky.
He sighs to himself; he really needed a good night's sleep- even if he knew that was more than unlikely to happen. He speaks up, hoping that any ghost that may be near can hear him)
I'm gonna go to sleep. Could you all please- please let me have one dreamless sleep?
(With that he closes his eyes, feeling himself slowly fall asleep)
@aiden-kelleher-13
[Aiden's sleep was in fact, anything but dreamless.]
[Well, rather, it actually started that way. But as dreams inevitably did find their way to him, something else seemed to as well. At first it was nothing more than a feeling of something being out of place...the world being a bit off-kilter. And then it was dry and stifling like blistering hot sand in a desert falling infinitely in an hourglass. Around and around. Forever and ever, and yet not at all.]
(As dreams come to him, he finds himself surrounded by darkness. He looks around him; something felt... off. Not quite right. He shudders as that stifling feeling intensifies, taking a few steps back anxiously. This didn't feel like a regular ghost nightmare; this was caused by something else. Something more powerful.
A chill goes down his neck, and he turns around with a start. He wasn't alone, he could feel another presence with him. And also hear something in the distance...
[An almost childlike bout of giggling echoed around and filled the space in the same way sound might echo off the walls in an empty parking garage. Despite the surroundings being pitch black, it felt like something was moving. Something large. The space smelled musty almost like a barn, and yet metallic like the insides of an old clock, all while being beyond pungent enough to taste on one's tongue. Power buzzed in the air like a hungry swarm of locusts. Power that could bend the very fabric of time and space to Its will, if It so chose.]
(He tenses up, eyes scanning the darknesss frantically for the origin of this laugh. The smell was so overwhelming it made him cough, and all these power he could sense buzzing all around him was giving him a headache from how intense it was.
[A face seems to almost melt into view as if emerging from the surrounding Blackness itself. But this is not a human face. No, this face undeniably belongs to a goat. A massive goat with thick, matted yellow fur and piercing intelligent blue eyes and large crooked teeth and a long, seemingly prehensile tongue hanging lazily out of the side of Its mouth. The goat-thing seems to grin at Aiden, an excitedly hungry look in Its eyes.]
(Aiden lets himself fall on his bed, letting out a huff. This week's been... crazy, there was really no other way to put it: he found out his study friend TJ had been possessed by some music-obsessed god and that- surprise! There was even more Eldritch gods besides Blinky.
He sighs to himself; he really needed a good night's sleep- even if he knew that was more than unlikely to happen. He speaks up, hoping that any ghost that may be near can hear him)
I'm gonna go to sleep. Could you all please- please let me have one dreamless sleep?
(With that he closes his eyes, feeling himself slowly fall asleep)
@aiden-kelleher-13
[Aiden's sleep was in fact, anything but dreamless.]
[Well, rather, it actually started that way. But as dreams inevitably did find their way to him, something else seemed to as well. At first it was nothing more than a feeling of something being out of place...the world being a bit off-kilter. And then it was dry and stifling like blistering hot sand in a desert falling infinitely in an hourglass. Around and around. Forever and ever, and yet not at all.]
(As dreams come to him, he finds himself surrounded by darkness. He looks around him; something felt... off. Not quite right. He shudders as that stifling feeling intensifies, taking a few steps back anxiously. This didn't feel like a regular ghost nightmare; this was caused by something else. Something more powerful.
A chill goes down his neck, and he turns around with a start. He wasn't alone, he could feel another presence with him. And also hear something in the distance...
[An almost childlike bout of giggling echoed around and filled the space in the same way sound might echo off the walls in an empty parking garage. Despite the surroundings being pitch black, it felt like something was moving. Something large. The space smelled musty almost like a barn, and yet metallic like the insides of an old clock, all while being beyond pungent enough to taste on one's tongue. Power buzzed in the air like a hungry swarm of locusts. Power that could bend the very fabric of time and space to Its will, if It so chose.]
(He tenses up, eyes scanning the darknesss frantically for the origin of this laugh. The smell was so overwhelming it made him cough, and all these power he could sense buzzing all around him was giving him a headache from how intense it was.
Karaxis isn't gonna be too happy that you've....stolen one of His toys, Pokotho.
[He looks mildly pained as he says this, and practically forces out the word "stolen" after a second or two of consideration on what he should even say at all. It's clear that Ted's not exactly all that comfortable referring to his daughter as a "toy," but he figures it gets the point across nice and fast.]
(Aiden lets himself fall on his bed, letting out a huff. This week's been... crazy, there was really no other way to put it: he found out his study friend TJ had been possessed by some music-obsessed god and that- surprise! There was even more Eldritch gods besides Blinky.
He sighs to himself; he really needed a good night's sleep- even if he knew that was more than unlikely to happen. He speaks up, hoping that any ghost that may be near can hear him)
I'm gonna go to sleep. Could you all please- please let me have one dreamless sleep?
(With that he closes his eyes, feeling himself slowly fall asleep)
@aiden-kelleher-13
[Aiden's sleep was in fact, anything but dreamless.]
[Well, rather, it actually started that way. But as dreams inevitably did find their way to him, something else seemed to as well. At first it was nothing more than a feeling of something being out of place...the world being a bit off-kilter. And then it was dry and stifling like blistering hot sand in a desert falling infinitely in an hourglass. Around and around. Forever and ever, and yet not at all.]
(As dreams come to him, he finds himself surrounded by darkness. He looks around him; something felt... off. Not quite right. He shudders as that stifling feeling intensifies, taking a few steps back anxiously. This didn't feel like a regular ghost nightmare; this was caused by something else. Something more powerful.
A chill goes down his neck, and he turns around with a start. He wasn't alone, he could feel another presence with him. And also hear something in the distance...
[An almost childlike bout of giggling echoed around and filled the space in the same way sound might echo off the walls in an empty parking garage. Despite the surroundings being pitch black, it felt like something was moving. Something large. The space smelled musty almost like a barn, and yet metallic like the insides of an old clock, all while being beyond pungent enough to taste on one's tongue. Power buzzed in the air like a hungry swarm of locusts. Power that could bend the very fabric of time and space to Its will, if It so chose.]
(Aiden lets himself fall on his bed, letting out a huff. This week's been... crazy, there was really no other way to put it: he found out his study friend TJ had been possessed by some music-obsessed god and that- surprise! There was even more Eldritch gods besides Blinky.
He sighs to himself; he really needed a good night's sleep- even if he knew that was more than unlikely to happen. He speaks up, hoping that any ghost that may be near can hear him)
I'm gonna go to sleep. Could you all please- please let me have one dreamless sleep?
(With that he closes his eyes, feeling himself slowly fall asleep)
@aiden-kelleher-13
[Aiden's sleep was in fact, anything but dreamless.]
[Well, rather, it actually started that way. But as dreams inevitably did find their way to him, something else seemed to as well. At first it was nothing more than a feeling of something being out of place...the world being a bit off-kilter. And then it was dry and stifling like blistering hot sand in a desert falling infinitely in an hourglass. Around and around. Forever and ever, and yet not at all.]
To the anon that sent the last ask (which was sent at 2:40 pm EST today and was a question for Ted regarding Charlotte Sweetly, for reference if that helps in you recognizing I'm speaking to you):
I wanted to let you know that while I know that nothing was implied by it, your ask made me uncomfortable and I would like to politely ask that you refrain from sending asks of a similar vein in the future. I wanted to make this post mostly to let you know how I felt rather than flat-out deleting your ask and making it seem like it fell into the Tumblr void. Although I will still be deleting your ask.
For context for any others who see this post who weren't the person who sent the ask, it involved asking Ted a direct question about his sex life. Which...given the character is admittedly a little to be expected. I would like to state that there was technically speaking, nothing by wrong with the ask itself, I just personally felt uncomfortable writing an answer for it.
If you're uncertain if an ask idea might be "too much," feel free to message/ask me directly before sending it in! I'd be more than happy to let you know!
I am *THIS CLOSE* to starting an apocalypse or something somewhere out of boredom. NOTHING IS HAPPENING ANYWHERE RIGHT NOW AND IT'S SOOOO BORING, AGHHHHH-
eh, got a job, have been trying to live in a expensive ass apartment. I’ve also been turning to further my education. actually things seem less shitty then usual.
eh, got a job, have been trying to live in a expensive ass apartment. I’ve also been turning to further my education. actually things seem less shitty then usual.
