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Ladies, Gentlemen, and you beautiful people in between, welcome to ToonTales!
Just an archive for all my stories to keep from bogging down my casual account. Hope you find something to enjoy and thanks for passing by!
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The Reason We Have A "Syrup Budget."
$120 a month! Little booger drinks like a sailor!
1st Art Fight
Who's Ready For A Non-Cannon Fun In The Sun ?!
So, while visiting Jubilee and the X-Men in New York, High Roller accidentally got caught between New York's Finest (superhero hero team) and one of their villains, The Living Laser.
Quips were said, punches were thrown, lessons weren't learned, and long story short, Living Laser blew High Roller up. HR survived, but his suit certainly did not.
Wanting payback against the glorified glow stick, High Roller officialy offered his services, but didn't have a spare suit on hand (rookie move) luckily Daredevil still had some gear from his first team.
Behold, my universe's Bombastic Bag Man:
Da Defender
Let's Masquerade!
Never Forget...
..if you "accidentally" read someone's mind you take whatever you saw to hour arave. No matter how serious or not serious the secret is, it was not yours to know
Best case scenario, you get a rumor spread about you every June 1st for the rest of your life
- Jean Grey
For the record, not Pan. Just a fan of the colors. Honestly, alot of the pride flags have pleasant pallets.
Random Art Dump #2:
Got Your Back
A bunch of art I did of my Spidersona, the High Rolling Spider-Man.
Context: The High Rolling Spider-Man got caught in a fight between Ant Man & The Wasp and got his with Ant Man's chibi shrink ray.
Don't worry, he got better about six hours later.
...really should get this thing a pacifier.
"I've never been a bia fan of the holidavs. I don't hate 'em, none of the ba humbug crap, it's just...not for me."
"And credit to Sofia and Mason and everyone for trying to include me every year. I love and appreciate all of 'em, but I know l'm just bringing down the mood."
"That's whv I'm better off on the streets, hand delivering criminals coal on Christmas Eve."
"And you know what really pisses me off? When I get these goons by the collar and beg and plead: "please, I got a family!" or "I'm just do'n this for my kid!"
"Any other night, mavbe I'd aive 'em the beneft of the doubt, any other night. But on Christmas Eve?
"You're okay with vour kids thinking it's Santa knocking at the door only to find a cop!"
"You're tellin' me that you're okay with the thought of your kids waking up in the morning missing a parent?"
"If your kids were so god damn important, you'd be there with them, not trapped here with ME!
"If anything, I'm doing 'em a favor! The gift of removing a bum ass deadweight from their lives! Who does nothing but draggs his problems with him everywhere he goes!"
"..kids deserve a Merry Christmas, as many as they can before they learn how the world really is. Before they learn how sad and cruel people can grow up to become."
"...it's not fair..."
This short story was inspired by the Holiday Hunter suit for The High Rolling Spider-Man.
Also, I can understand why the holiday's can be a hard time for some people. While it may not mean much, I hope you know that you belong somewhere.
You will always have a seat at someone's table and they will love and accept you as if you were family.
I hope everyone finds their table!
Not that kind of Doctor
Ft. Jim Hammond // The Torch
Character Profile: Dr. Kurt Conners/ The Lizard
Long time, no see!
Been working on some fanfiction stuff, top of the list is everyone's favorite vigilante, The High Rolling Spider-Man!
Got a lot of art in the pipeline, but felt especially good about The Lizard.
Also known as Dr. Curt Conners (I didn't spell it wrong, it's how it's spelled in this universe), he used to be a renowned scientist turned beloved high-school teacher.
However, after the Atlantian Invasion took his son's legs, Conners drowned himself in trying to find a way to fix his son through Lizard DNA.
and he did, no side affects, no giant monster, just a formula that can perfectly grow & regrow limbs.
Buuuuut, what if his son got hurt again, what if he lost more that just his legs, what about his wife, his students, his friends.
A few tweaks later, and now he's a 20ft tall lizard monster, and what sanity he had left is slowly being lost to his new formula.
His mission is simple, fix humanity by turning them into lizard people. Luckily, the genius scientists at OckTech are more than happy to "help" with his research. As long as he helps them with a "spider problem."
i hope everything gets easier for trans women
“They say you’re smart, but I doubt you think at all.”
Pidge looks up from her work desk, staring straight at Lance standing in her doorway.
"I'm sorry," Pidge takes her goggles off, "What?"
"I'm pretty sure you heard me," says Lance.
"No, yeah, I heard you," says Pidge, "just a bit flabbergasted at who you think you're talking to?"
"Oh, busting out the ten dollar words," says Lance. "Bet that impresses a lot of people." Lance walks into pidges room, closing the door behind him. "Whatcha working on?"
"None of your-" Pidge looks down at her desk but everything on it is blurry. She squints her eyes but struggles to focus.
"What's wrong?" asks Lance, now standing over Pidge from across the desk. "Tired? Must be exhausting, living a lie." Pidge jumps out of her seat, yet doesn't get that much taller as she glares up at Lance.
"Get. Out. Now," demands Pidge.
"Why?" asks Lance as he starts to walk around the desk. "I'm the one who actually belongs here." The lights around the room turn from green to red. "Like what I did there?" Stunned, Pidge starts walking backwards, trying to put distance between her and Lance as the room becomes blury.
"What's...what did you-" Pidge stumbles over her chair, hitting the ground. She tries to get up but the metallic maw of the green lion wraps over her chest. She looks up to see the shadowy figure of Voltron looking down on her.
"You can lie to your team, you can lie to yourself, but you can not lie to us," says the combined voices of Voltron. "We know what you are..." The Blazing Sword appears in Voltron's free hand. "Broken."
"No..." says Pidge. "No, I'm not broken. I'm not! This isn't real!"
"Maybe," says Voltron, "but the consequences?" Voltron goes to stab Pidge through the head. She screams in fear as she tries to free herself before-
Pidge jerks awake, from a pool of her own spit. She quickly wipes her face as she looks over to see Lance, covered in bandages and hooked up to several machines. She sighs before resting her head back on Lance's bed.
Pidge's eyes wander over to a window. Her whole body becomes tense as she meets the gaze of the Red Lion with the Green Lion standing behind it. The Red Lion's gaze becomes so intense it slightly cracks the bedroom window.
