As it's been obvious, I've been in the Dandy's World Brainrot Hole.
So obviously like all my brainrots, I made characters (and have been writing them on Discord with buddies).
More info:
Nova the Wishing Star:
A toon designed by Astro himself to be an assistant! Lore wise this quiet, voiceless star was wished for by him. Showed up to be an extremely minor side character to compliment Astro's roles in the show. That or move the plots along by granting character's wishes.
In the centre itself, Nova is often at Astro's side! Following him around and following any requests or orders that are given to him. Not just from his "big brother"boss", but from anyone in the centre. Despite his lack of voice, he's become pretty good at teaching kids to shoot for the stars. No dream or wish is out of reach, you just have to figure out how to get there!
He has no actual voice! When he wants to speak he makes the same sort of ringing that the lobby bells in-game do! Morse code in specific. The other toons seem to be able to naturally understand him! Staff... not so much. Leads to charades on occasion.
Eager to help... anyone, really. If he's not following or helping out Astro, he's following another of the staff or toons.
STATS:
🔴-🤍🤍🤍
🟠-⭐⭐
🟡-⭐⭐⭐
🟢-⭐⭐
🔵-⭐⭐⭐⭐
🟣-⭐⭐⭐⭐
Ability: Wish Grant || Active
Cooldown: 70s
Gives a targeted toon an item, if they have a free inventory slot. Items are distributed in a certain, consistent pattern. So the same item will be granted before and after the current granted one.
Tamer Riley the Sculpture:
Not actually a toon from the show. Riley is my take on what eventually happens if a human gets too over-exposed to ichor. It eats away at the flesh and body and makes it a part of it. Leaving a toon (of varying memory stability) in it's place.
Riley in particular was a young woman who got through the subway tunnels in an attempt to find shelter from the storm. Wound up in Gardenview Park and eventually the centre itself. An encounter with a twisted leaves her heavily exposed to ichor and in a hazed stupor. Manages to take shelter in that elevator, only for it to break and fall, taking her with it. Naturally it knocks her out. When she comes to, she finds herself with a memory missing chunks and a toony body.
Things start to get trickier when she remembers herself as "Tamer" instead of who she really is. Those memory outages get worse before they get better, with things being replaced to fit this new character.
Her memory does eventually start to right itself a little, triggered by her human ID being found in her lD stuff she fell down with. Unfortunately, this comes with "clarity episodes", that are essentially moments of full clear memory. They lead to existential crises, usually turning into mental breakdowns.
Has been through hell as a human and truly understands suffering. Thus an uncanny talent to understand and "tame" the twisteds to a degree. Making certain ones temporarily docile.. and others even brought to a more stable state of sanity and control.
Was the town scapegoat, as a human. Her mother of political influence being mostly responsible. Spent a lot of time having nearly everyone's problems blamed on her... Though a small handful still showed her mercy.
While Riley is rather passive and complacent. Tamer is usually extremely skittish and easily startled; though she does have a tendency to get excited easily as well. Gets zoomies when excited.
STATS:
🔴-🖤🤍🤍
🟠-⭐⭐
🟡-⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
🟢-⭐⭐⭐
🔵-⭐⭐⭐⭐
🟣-⭐⭐
Ability 1: Familiarity || Passive
This toon has a 7s buffer to being noticed by twisteds.
Ability 2: Follow the Leader || Active
Cooldown: 70s
Gives a targeted toon an movement speed buff on even numbered floors and a stealth buff on even floors.
TW: Whumper turned caretaker, crying whumpee, male whumpee, lady whumper/caretaker, fae whumper/caretaker, Lin actually being a decent person for once, this is mostly just hurt/comfort
Continuation of Day 5
Luis had his head on Linette’s lap as she ran fingers through his hair. The poor thing was shaking and sobbing.
“Shh...it’s alright, my sweet. He’s gone now. For good.”
“Y-you promise?”
“I promise. Hell, I swear on my life.”
She said. He hugged his knees to his chest. Her promises and hair-carding had done hardly anything to comfort him.
“Hey, hey, relax now. Take it easy. You’ve had a rough night.”
She said softly. He whined a little in response but said nothing. Knowing Luis, she had a feeling he’d be asleep in less than 10 minutes. He was stressed and his crying had probably tired him out.
