Purely out for Angst and drama purposes I do have ideas of ‘killing him off’ though I do love my guy. Otherwise, he'll likely survive in most if not all timelines in-game because he does plan out a couple steps ahead. Safety precautions are always set in place so that he knows how to handle anything thrown his way. As he will acknowledge it, working with the Toppats does come with high stakes like serious injury or death.
It's another Hc post cause I enjoy making them. So I decided to do a little revamp of old Hcs I had like a year ago with the heights I had for Thsc. Again some may be changed later or be updated with more characters in the future.
Character Height Hcs
Henry Stickmin: 6'0"
Ellie Rose: 5'9"
Charles Calvin: 5'1"
Hershell Panzer: 6'10"
Johnny Panzer: 6'6"
Quentin Alabaster: 5'7"
Hj Canterbury: 5'10"
Roland Canterbury: 6'0"
Hubert Galeforce: 6'2"
Dave Panpa: 5'11"
Rupert Price: 5'6"
Kurt Dietrich: 5'5"
Calvin Bukowski: 5'8"
Konrad Bukowski: 5'7"
Victoria Grit: 5'3"
Reginald Copperbottom: 5'10"
Right Hand Man: 5'7"
Sven Svenson: 5'6"
Burt Curtis: 6'3"
Earrings: 5'2"
Carol Cross: 5'8"
Thomas Chestershire: 6'0"
Geoffrey Plumb: 5'4"
Since I've been neglecting some of my Ocs and I wanted to try to update their designs to where I like it. Here's Bernadette Warner, a well respected military doctor
((●)) Incorrect prompt generator. Down below are some of my favorite characters. Ask box is always open for anything, really
Rupert: Is it still visible? Where Quentin slapped me?
Konrad: Your face looks like a don't walk signal.
Calvin: Your face looks like a photo negative for the hamburger helper box.
Drake: A palm reader could tell Quentin's future by looking at your face.
Josh: The phrase 'talk to the hand cause the face ain't listening' doesn't work for you, because the hand is your face.
Rupert: ... A simple 'yes' would've sufficed.
***
Charles: What are you eating?
Rupert: You wouldn't like it, it's really salty.
Charles: I like you, don't I?
***
Canterbury: Quentin, what are you doing?
Quentin: Making chocolate pudding.
Canterbury: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding
Quentin: Because I've lost control of my life.
Quentin: Here's your pudding, Hershell.
Hershell: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.
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Hershell: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year.
Quentin: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues?
Canterbury: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.
***
Quentin, driving Drake and Josh: So how was your day?
Josh: We almost got surprise adopted!
Quentin: What?
Drake: We almost got kidnapped.
Quentin: Oh, okay.
Quentin: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!
***
Quentin: ARE YOU-
Hershell: Fucking.
Quentin: KIDDING ME?! YOU-
Hershell: Fucking.
Quentin: IDIOT!
Canterbury: …What was that?
Hershell: Galeforce banned Quentin from swearing, so I’m helping them out.
***
Charles: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something!
Rupert: You left me, Calvin, and Konrard in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago.
Charles: I did that on purpose, try again.
***
Quentin: Are you drunk?
Josh: Only on the spirit of Christmas!
Drake: And the spirit of whisky.
***
Quentin: I'm not doing to well.
Galeforce: What's wrong?
Quentin: I have this headache that comes and goes.
*Drake & Josh enters the room*
Quentin: There it is again.
***
Charles: *double checking supplies in the boat* Compass. CB radio. Sunscreen.
Calvin: Hot dog costumes!
Charles: I’m sorry, what?
Calvin: You know, in case we get lost at sea, and one of us, probably Konrad , goes mad with hunger, we’ll put these on. Konrad hates hot dogs, so they probably won’t eat us.
Charles: Are you saying that Konrad would rather eat us than hot dogs?
Konrad: I do hate hot dogs.
***
Bernadette (Oc): A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they’re loved. Quentin has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for them.
Galeforce: By forcing them to have fun at a party that they don’t want to be at?
Bernadette (Oc): I knew you’d understand.
***
General Galeforce: Hello Quentin, made anyone cry today?
Quentin: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.
***
Galeforce: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*
Bernadette: What did you do?
Galeforce: Nobody died.
Bernadette: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!
Okay, some random questions for characters, please, if they sound good! Thank you!
For Bernadette:
What’s the funniest family story she can remember, and what’s her favorite place to be during free time?
Hey. Hope you're doing great today. Thank you so much for the question as it was fun to write out. Sorry for the longish wait on this question.
Her funniest family story is when a prank was done on a close family friend of hers, Quentin where when he was asleep, someone had thought it was funny to bedazzle everything the man wore. As well, they had somehow managed to both get a shit ton of sparkling glitter and beads stuck into his beard. Where she was the only one who was able to help clean him up by trimming his beard. It might not have been funny at the time but now it does give her a good chuckle.
• Another fun family story is when she was a young teen who just got her driver's license was hanging out with her close friend (now partner) Galeforce and they were just driving around town at night just spending time together. So when she stopped the car allowing Galeforce to exit for whatever reason (to use the bathroom or other), she thought it be hilarious when he was about to come her way to slowly drive away, speeding up every time he got close. When he realized this, he began to chase after her until she abruptly stopped and he painfully got a face full of the passenger door
2. During her free time whether she's alone or not out of work, she enjoys being in the library reading a good book and or outside, deep enough there's no sign of busy civilization to fully enjoy nature
How about V (abandoned place) for the Ask game with Terrence Suave, please?
Or M (rain/snow/storm) with Bernadette? (Whomever you want to write about the most)
Heya, thank you for the request and sorry for the delay here. Again, I do hope you like it. Like always anyone can request anything here so don't hesitate to flood my ask box.
I decided to do both Terrence Suave and my Oc, Bernadette Warner. Both are separate one-shots here. Also, if there's any questions, asks and or requests for prompts for either character you can send it in if you want
Terrence Suave (V: An abandoned or empty place):
Tw/Tags: Minor Angst, Terrence Suave Whump, Mental Anguish, & Ambiguous Timeline (preferably one where the Toppats got into space)
"I was a really bad leader, wasn't I?"
Surely looking like he was going mad with emotions he wasn't used to experiencing, Terrence spoke out to himself knowing no one else was there to reply back in an abandoned Toppat base.
"I get it. I was awful. Reginald had every right to dethrone me. But this is truly unfair, really" He grumbled, kicking the loose rock from the crumbling cement floor, "I've got nobody. He has everything anyone can wish for. Living it up in space with endless riches and loyal love… And then he has the dang nerve to think I should be punished for a lifetime"
Walking around in a circle likely wearing down a route beneath his feet while he repetitively waved his arms all over the place above his head Terrence irritably groaned plopping down in a spare seat.
"And this stupid ancient TV isn't doing me any favors either" As he hit the top of said TV the screen was displaying yet another highly successful raid of the Toppats, their orbital space station flapping in endless starry skies with Reginald's smugly prideful face made it about ten times worse until to his relief immediately turned to black.
'And tell me now who's fault is that, hm?'
Swirling around to face the unknown voice that rudely yet truthfully mocked him for all his inadequacy in life, the disheveled man once so rich in practically anything he could wish for, previously decked out with expensive jewelry was currently worse for wear when he saw a familiar face staring down at him.
'I did tell you after all that you would be the downfall of yourself" Reginald had noted with a signature cheshire grin that irritated Terrence so much.
"You're not there. I know it so go away"
It was painfully true, his mind wasn't what it used to be years ago and right at this moment proved it when he felt his sanity slowly slipping from him, 'Oh. Don't talk to an old friend like that. I know we didn't end our friendship in an amicable manner but this is downright rude, don't you think so, Terri?'
"Just leave me alone… Please" Terrence pitifully pleaded.
'Honestly this is just sad. Pathetic even. Terrence Suave, I thought you'll be living the high life no matter what happens like you said? Right before I left you for dead? Plainly put this is worse than death, huh?'
Twirling the ends of his curled mustache with two fingers, an odd comforting habit, the spirit strutted over his free hand freely waving around in the air to prove a point.
'Held up in an old base of ours hiding away from the outside world? As if anyone cared where you were anyways whether you were dead or alive"
"I said shut up!!!"
As Terrence yelled, his voice cracking in complete despair, his entire body shook uncontrollably as he desperately got ahold of something, a large rock, throwing it directly towards Reginald's direction with aimed precision. Like expected though the spirit disappeared in an instant and the rock unexpectedly crashed into the already broken Tv screen. Shielding himself from the thousand glass shards that came his way then laid quite haphazardly across the floor where Terrence stood there stiff like an unmoving statue. His breathing was unsteady, erratic, pupils like pin pricks as he hunched over, arms wrapped around his middle attempting to regain his composure, mind, and body.
It came to him with little success.
***
Bernadette Warner (M: When it rains/snows/storms) First time writing my Oc so I was happy to do this. As well, same goes for Galeforce (who is a secret favorite of mines):
Tw/Tags: Nothing Major Here. Just Fluff and humor (an attempt at it cause that's not my strong suit)
"You're absolutely drenched, Hubs" She loudly chuckled at the wet misery that was her dear tiredly stumbling into their shared tent.
"Yes. Unfortunately it started pouring just a while ago. And I got caught in the midst of it"
"Your poor ol' thing" She stood up from her seat near their desk, wiping the water from the man's face with her thumbs, "Is there anything I can do for you, hun?"
"I'm over sixty, Bernadette so please. Just spare your false sympathy here. I know you're trying to hold back the laughter"
Resisting the growing urge to indeed laugh, her will did eventually break into a fit of plentiful, deep rooted laughter that echoed throughout the tent's thin, flimsy walls.
"Okay you big baby. I was only trying to help being a long-term doctor and your supportive, loving wife here but go ahead then you can be an old, stubborn sore loser with me. I've had to deal with it for over thirty years as your partner and more if you're counting the times we were kids?"
Though Bernadette continued to laugh before it soon died down in due time to a repressed mild-mannered snort, she fondly watched on to how Hubert merely huffed back so used to her playful antics. Nor did he pull back from her touch, rather decided to lean into it with a loving smile when she cupped his damp face with her dry hands. Short, well trimmed, and clean nails then threaded through his long mustache and beard currently in such a messy disarray where she made sure it looked properly nice once again. A tiny perfectionist side of her always wanted to trim Hubert's facial hair to something a bit more manageable or not have it at all - she never particularly liked it - however she didn't mind now. She just admires the man in silence, lightly gripping his beard and then tugging him close, her lips capturing his in a kiss.
For your ocs, for any of them, what’s the best way to spend a rainy day?
For this question, I'm going to try my best to do all three or in particular, the ones that I have the most connection towards or the most improvement on. If there's any more anyone wants to know about them, don't hesitate to ask. Cause honestly, I feel like I neglect them already and I'm not shy in sharing more about them.
Keka "Chrissi" Alabaster: She often struggles to settle down and relax but when she does, she'll sit down in her favorite seat near the window, she will either read a book or write down in her journal.
Bernadette Warner: On a rainy day, she would love to spend that free time with her family. Whether that's to watch movies or play boardgames, anything is good and keeps her active attention in check.
Honey Kinsley: On a rainy day, if it's not too bad, she'll continue her work like any other, since there's no stop in sight for her or her worker bees. Though, if she feels like taking a break, she would partake in some self care for herself. Ie. Taking a bubble bath, face mask, listening to music, smoking and etc..
