I came up with it 'cause I was talking with a friend about what we thought the Deadbeats sounded like jaja… I'm probably super wrong, but I think it's cute 💜 and my headcanon is that when they sing they're actually just echoing Lewis's voice
First animation of the year ✨ and the first one I've done in a new animation app… what do you think? Same, better? >w<
The audio is from Bravest Warriors and the app is ToonSquid
Happy Halloween everyone! it's time for the October Mystery Skulls Animated monthly update!
We've prepared a video for people that might not know about the Patreon updates, and while it's a bit redundant here, the second half contains unused footage from the Deadbeat plush campaign that I didn't have the room for! It seemed adequately spooky to hold on to for Halloween!
Hoping to get back to the normal format for next month, but until then thank you for the continued support!
Have a Happy Halloween and a Happy 9th MSA: Ghost Anniversary!
It took her an embarrassingly long time to finally notice that the house was far from quiet AND that the deadbeat who was snuggling up to her earlier was missing.
The entire time, she assumed that they scurried off to sleep in a nook or cranny that she couldn’t find. Since she couldn’t hear the tiny beeps and squeaks she was so accustomed to, Vivi figured that there wasn’t an issue.
Except it became startlingly apparently why she couldn’t hear them. The washing machine was on. Too engrossed in her book, Vivi simply ignored the family whir of the machine and waited for her timer to go off.
Timer goes off, and Vivi unfolds her legs from under her, sets her book down, and stretches. Moaning long and hard as she points her toes out all the way and ridding all the comfort and cramps out of her knees until they were tired and jelly like.
Satisfied, Vivi heaves herself off the couch, stretches her arm behind her head, and leisurely ambles to the laundry room.
When a noise suddenly grabs her by the ear. Pausing, Vivi glances around, honing in on the sound.
A faint banging almost convinces her that the washer is still running, if it wasn’t followed by several more angry squeaks. Sighing, Vivi purses her lips. “Oh boy, where’d you get stuck this time?” She asks the air, eyeing the vents suspiciously. Last time a deadbeat got stuck somewhere, they were zipping through the vents and causing a loud ruckus. Which is why Vivi stands on her toes and tries to aim her ear to the vent above Arthurs door. Nothing... maybe the vents downstairs? Surely they had a better lay out of all the hiding places in the basement, and it’ll be a pain to have to locate those hiding spots, but alas.
She’ll start looking after moving her blanket to the dryer. It was starting to get cold without the deadbeat there to sit on her feet.
Padding to the laundry room, Vivi unhooks the door and steps in lazily. Heading first to the cabinet, she snags her ball of mint scented yarn.
Another series of bangs and screaming squeaks makes Vivi jump. She drops her yarn, but it’s quickly forgotten. Spinning on her heel, Vivi stares at the shaking washer in growing horror.
“Oh my fucking god, you can’t be kidding me.” She hisses under her breath, unable to open it fast enough.
The pink deadbeat shoots up into her chin, knocking her back as it angrily hissed and spit. Vivi jumps back a few paces, covering her mouth to hide the snort she barely held back.
”Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to put you in the wash.”
The deadbeat glares and beeps at her again- only to cut itself off with a rapid shake that made it go brbrbrbrb- before yelling at her more. Water sprays across her face, but Vivi doesn’t have the heart to scold. Reaching out, Vivi cups the furiously wet deadbeat and cradles them under her chin, petting them lightly as she bites back the full belly laugh just dying to come out.
“Shit, I bet Lewis is going to be mad when he finds out I trapped you in the wash. Isnt he?”
The deadbeat beeps at her and sticks their sopping wet body under her scarf. Which she pretty much deserved, and thus didn’t fight back.
The realization then his her, and Vivi slaps a hand over her mouth, “You poor baby. We’re you wrapped in my blanket? Did I a-accidentally wake you up from your nap with a b-bath?”
Another undignified beep, this time directly in her ear.
