I was tagged by @lidensword to post six non-selfie photos. Easy as I almost never take selfies. Anyone can join in! Most people who follow me have already done this.
Howdy guys! Sorry this is a bit short and half a rewrite of the intro basement archives scene! I got back into Studio Ghibli films, especially The Secret World of Arrietty and Howls Moving Castle! I'm probably going to redraw some scenes from those films with NATM 2 characters (and a few of my own) soon, so be on the lookout for that!
I hope you enjoy! I don't have a proofreader anymore so I am sorry if there's any spelling mistakes, or any mess-ups in grammar, or anything else! This is mostly themed around Frank and Ralph Capone and has a bit of @lidensword's oc, Étienne in it!
Frank Capone shook the glass bits off of his shoulders after busting through the glass that surrounded him. Looking around, he saw his brothers—Al and Ralph Capone, His cousin Francesco “Frank” Nitti, and his good friend and old boss, Johnny Torrio. Things were off though, Ralph and Al looked a little older than he remembered, they weren’t outside the Western Electric plant either, and, the thing that Frank thought the most out of place was, they were all black and white. They were all staring in disbelief at him, almost like he just said something that insulted their mother.
“What do you mean, Al? Ralphie, mph-!” Frank started to ask, but was quickly cut off when his older brother barreled into him, giving him a bone-crushing hug.
“Jesus Christ, Frank, it’s so fuckin’ good to see you alive again!” Ralph said, letting him go from the hug and putting his hands on Frank’s shoulders.
“Yeah, you too, Ralph. Wait-the fucks you mean ‘alive again’ n’ why are we all black n’ white like the sliva screens?” Frank asked, pushing Ralph away to look at his younger brother and his cousin.
“We'r still tryin’ to figure dat out ourselves, Frank,” Al stated, scratching the back of his neck. “And, you died. You died April 1st, 1924, at the plant from ‘em stool-pigeons while we were gettin’ people to vote for Klenha,” Al paused, putting down the briefcase he was holding and wiping his eyes with his thumb.
“Gah, they filled you with lead even before you could bring out your gat. They took yous down right in front o’ me n’ I couldn’t do anything about it,” Al said, slurring his words together the way he would when he got angry and clenching his fists.
Frank felt like the wind was knocked right out of him… he died?! There? Then? Why? If I could kill those asses, I would, Frank swore in his head.
“We stopped everythin’ for yous after yous died, Frank. The family missed you so much, I’m glad to see yous alive again,” Ralph said with a slight smile, trying to lighten up the mood.
“We’re glad to see yous again, brother,” Al started to smile too, coming over to pat him on the shoulder.
“We are too! We can finally get that dinner you promised me after that game at the lodge.” Nitti said, patting Torrio on the shoulder. Torrio nodded in agreement, pocketing his hands. That made Frank smile and chuckle a bit.
“Alright boys, let's see if we can find someone who can give us some answers,” Al said with a grin, clapping his hands together and picking up his briefcase.
Torrio grabbed some liquor bottles that were at the base of their glass prison, passing to the others as they started to walk towards the main part of the building they were in, towards a stone gate looking thing. Frank popped open his as he followed behind everyone else, with Ralph’s arm around his shoulders.
“I’m glad to hav’ yous back, bro,'' Ralph whispered to him, taking a swig from his own bottle. Frank shoved him and smiled.
Napoleon Bonaparte, a French military leader and the first French emperor, pointed at Kahmunrah, an Egyptian king thrown from power, angrily. Kahmunrah put his hands up in defense, which made Napoleon back down.
“Yeah, is there goin’ to be killin’ involved? ‘Cause I’m really good at the killin’,” Al said with a snide grin. “It’s kinda my niche.”
“You never get no talk back from no corpse,” Frank said, curling his lip up in anger. Ralph turned to him, blinking in shock, and then smiled. Nitti patted him on the back.
“I think that’s nieesh,” Ivan the Terrible said, making Frank’s younger brother look over at him angrily.
“Nich,” Al hissed back, making Ralph snicker. He was quickly bumped in the side by Torrio before Al noticed it.
“D-duly noted,” Kahmunrah stuttered to Al, nodding his head and tapping his fingers together.
The Russian tsar rolled his eyes and looked back at Kahmunrah, taking a few steps forward, “If we are talking about world domination, then of course I’m interested. But first I want to clarify something, so you know where we are all in business, hmm?” Ivan paused and raised an eyebrow, and Kahmunrah gestured for him to continue.
About then, Frank started to zone out and look around at the Frenchies and the Russians that stood behind Napoleon Bonaparte and Ivan the Terrible. Some of the French soldiers were still dusting the packing hay off of themselves. A Frenchman with short blond hair and a mustache seemed also to be bored, for he, too, started to look around at the other interesting people around him. Frank nodded to him and then tilted his head towards Kahmunrah and widened his eyes, as if to say ‘jeez, take a look at this bozo’. The Frenchman looked back at him quizzically, making Frank sigh and roll his eyes.
Looking over to his older brother, Frank could see that Ralph was having a bit of fun. Ralph wasn’t taking the leaders seriously either, a laughing smile plastered onto his face as he looked back and forth between whoever Kahmunrah was talking to, as if he was watching a tennis match. Since they both left school around middle school to work for money to pay the bills, Ralph and Frank both didn’t know much about the French general and the Russian Tsar, and nothing about the Egyptian ruler, just that they were somewhat important people, not from their time though.
Ivan started to list great things that he did, making Al bow his head in boredom, that made Frank tune back into the conversation.
“Duly noted,” Kahmunrah said again, this time to Ivan once he was done. “Now I would like to wrap up the old meet and greet by asking you gentlemen a question; Are you with me?!”
Al looked back to the group, mostly looking at Torrio for guidance. Torrio thought for a moment and then nodded. This is going to be fun, Frank thought with a grin, nodding too. The only person in the group who didn’t seem entirely on board was Nitti, who already was nervous because of how many people were in the tightly packed alleyway created by boxes around them.
Looking back and shrugging, Al answered with the other two leaders.
“Yeah. Yeah, sure.”
“Oui.”
“Da.”
“Then bring Larry Daley of Daley Devices and the Golden Tablet of Ahkmenrah to me!” Kahmunrah said with a determined look on his face.
I just wanted to share with you a drawing I made based on your headcanon (I hope this is ok with you!!).
I really liked the idea of Jed and Jimmy getting along well and I wanted to draw Jimmy's boots :]
I used the art you made of them as a reference (especially Jimmy).
OH MY GOSH
This made me happy stim really hard!!! I love your art so much so to get this drawing of Jimmy and Jed! Of course this is ok!! You and your art are amazing!!! 🧡🧡🧡!!!! This means so much to me!
