#pikkington

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I'm probably definitely reading too much into it, but I think it's interesting the SB toys have Miss Undertaker in green, considering she's constantly dealing with zombies and all...

BUT WHAT IF THE ZOMBIES WERE COMING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE

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Super very late Happy Birthday to @pikkington!

Sorry it took me that long. But I hope you still like it. ^^

[cozza-frenzy]

'exigetspersonal said: I’m just glad this person, whoever they are, had the sense to back off when they realized they were in over their head. Y'know, instead of declaring themselves a literal, infallible god. That was weird.' Excuse me, what? Geez, I must really be out of the loop. xD;;

This was a few years ago now, but long story short, there was a person who created a blog “calling out” people in the TF2 fandom for “problematic” behavior, which was basically anything they and their small group of friends/cult of personality deemed even remotely distasteful. And keep in mind, this could be anything from untagged non-con to not agreeing with their headcanons that certain characters were trans.Everybody was terrified of them. Several people left tumblr over their actions, which included persistent harassment across multiple platforms, suicide baiting, and even accusations of pedophilia/child abuse which are still following one person around to this day. Once they had you in their sights they would find literally any reason to go after you, the ‘ringleader’ even changing their pronouns to something exotic on a near-daily basis so they could constantly accuse people of misgendering them.I was the one that started the push-back against them (a post of mine is still archived on a site I’m not going to link) and they responded by declaring they were an actual God Of The Fandom, demanded their cult reblog posts calling them as such, and basically told everyone that they couldn’t be held accountable for their shitty actions because they are divine and literally incapable of doing anything wrong.The whole thing was weird and unpleasant, and I know for a fact that they and their followers are still around and see themselves as martyrs for a greater cause. Hence why I’m glad this one got nipped in the bud hard.

[that-one-birb]

Merry Christmas, @pikkington!

ACArtie enjoying some hot chocolate. I hope I could do a teeny bit of justice to your idea. I really loved your design, so I had to give it a try. ^^

[that-one-birb]

Happy Birthday @pikkington!!

Thank you for being such an awesome friend to me for all these years! I wish you all the best for the coming ones. Take good care of yourself. <3

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Trick-or-treat! (If you're still doing it, of course.)

Autumn at Brew was always the best. The trees changed colours so beautifully, all yellow and orange and red and gorgeous, their leaves falling and blanketing the ground in the colours of fire. The only thing Pyro loved more than to see it was to play in it.

Usually once the carpet of leaf litter got too thick and both Scouts started complaining to their respective superiors, a subcontracted MannCo worker would come by once a week to blow all the leaves into neat little piles away from the middle of the field. There they would lay until exploded, burned, or scattered back across the ground over the course of the week's battles, only to be blown back into neat little piles away from the middle of the field again.

The leaf blower guy had just come this morning. Which meant it was optimal leaf pile jumping time.

Pyro wasn't about to waste optimal leaf pile jumping time.

Soldier was about to come out for his pre-lunch patrol of their side of the grounds, if Pyro's watch was still right. Which meant he had precious little time to get into position to scare the daylights out of him, errupting as a leaf monster from one of the piles.

Sure he'd caught a rocket or load of buckshot or two for the prank in the past, but watching Soldier's genuine terror made it so worth the trip through respawn.

Finding the biggest pile near the path he could, Pyro dove inside only to be met not with just a heap of leaves, but something solid yet soft, and a scream of alarm and pain. Scrambling through the leaves, Pyro backpedaled away in surprise only to see Spy flop out of the other side. He rolled onto his hip, clutching his backside from where Pyro had collided headlong into it.

"Mon dieu, what was that?!" Spy barked, wincing in pain.

"Spy? What the hell were you doing in there?" Pyro asked, rubbing his head where it had slammed into Spy's bony ass.

"What does it look like, you simpleton?" the rogue snapped. "I was hiding in there to scare Soldier on his patrol."

Eleven-thirty on the dot. Soldier exited the base rigidly, his head on a swivel, eyes sharp and ready for any cowardly BLU tricks or traps that might come his way in his pursuit of the defense of RED's God-given territory. Nothing would stand in his way, stop him, or sway him from his path.

Not even the two horrible monsters who jumped up screaming in a rain of leaves. No sir, not when they startled Soldier so hard he landed on his ass and scrambled for his shotgun, which he dropped in abject terror and had to fight to get back into his shaking hands. Definitely not when he realized that they were actually Spy and Pyro, who were leaning on each other laughing so hard they were crying. And absolutely not when he shot them both for being jerks anyway.

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@pikkington said: I must ask, how many did you wind up ordering? I was only there for one. xD

I got the one for 1 Euro so far but put a bunch more on my list that were much more expensive. I want to check if I can get them a bit cheaper somewhere else. I will buy them for sure!!!! Otherwise the story would be incomplete. Besides, I need to know how the cartoon (the complete cartoon!) looks as a comic!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhh!

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pikkington said: A combo of entertaining myself and N O T H I N G. In all seriousness, though, I do what doktorgirlfriend suggested, but on a more private level. I’ve bounced around ideas for some for years, and only now putting any effort into recording it. Sorry I can’t say there’s a definite method of doing things with it. I’m not even too attached to the ideas I have now. ^^; But the point of having them is to explore different ideas, I suppose. I hope that helps.

doktorgirlfriend said: Personally I just constantly post about them. Backgrounds, headcanons, do ask memes for them. Share them whatever way I can until I have something actually written for them.

Well, I have tons of ideas but I don’t know what to do with hem other than have them exist in my head.While that’s not really bad and can be quite entertaining, it gets more and more difficult with ideas simply piling up and rotting away. I used to exchange, discuss and build story ideas with a former rp-partner. But with them no longer responding for almost two months now I’m just left wondering if it just makes any sense to keep Howie alive...