So, I'm hella new to this Tumblr (do kids still use hella, I'm so old man), and I'm just on here to bug my coworkers and shit, maybe mess with my little bro, you know?
If I get anything wrong, don't get your panties in a knot, kay?
I'm a cool guy, and yah I like to fuck around but I don't need to do no finding out anytime soon.
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(Richie helped with the bears, btw.)
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Anyway, I'm figuring this out. Just playin about.
Imma go see if Paul got one of these damn things yet.
[OOC and context below the cut]
[OOC in brackets]
[(parenthesis are inner thoughts)]
["dialogue" vs not dialogue without quotatations]
[No, I'm not a minor so NSFW is okay. Nothing TOO wild, mind you. I'll fade to black on gore or even mild smut y'all. We do random flirting here so feel free to turn Ted down.]
[Timezone: EST in case that matters]
[Ted may be an asshole at times, and a misogynist. This does not mean I agree with his views. Please tell me if I truly bother you, and I shall apologize OOC while you go elsewhere, because Ted is frustrating but I adore him. ]
[Since I ran into another Ted when I first started I decided that this Ted escaped from the Bastard Box. This means Tinky can reset his timeline back to whenever. Feel free to use this to your advantage. Ted can recall his past loops and no one else tends to notice but if you'd like to get in on that, feel free. My Ted talks about it freely. Feel free to ask any questions about this, I'm still figuring out HOW he escaped.]
[Reset Counter SO FAR: 3, 1 via death, 1 via upsetting Tinky and being put back in the box, another via infection by Pokey.]
[Interact in character from Hatchetfield, your own OC, or others! I'm here to have fun. DMs open as well!]
[Ships are fine. I especially adore ChaiCoffee. I'll tag it if it relates to that ship (or others!)]
[Headcanon wise, I think Ted is bisexual and a secret teddy bear that just needs some love lol. If you've read Romantic Rehearsals (HerainSorcia) that's the vibe.]
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[Please, no hate here. I won't tolerate it. That's all.]
The last person she expects to run into while walking about is her brother. Only this one seems... different somehow. Like she can feel a presence over him.
[or my attempt to introduce Bastard Box escapee Ted to you, if you so wish.]
[ @the-ted-spankoffski-69 ]
Gail knows him instantly. Her only hope is that he doesn't recognize her, with how much she's changed over the years.
She knows something is different about him. And yet, somehow, she doesn't know exactly what it is. She is rarely ignorant of the dealings of the things she serves... but this is one of those times.
She wants to know. She needs to know. So, despite her better judgement...
He blinks in disbelief. Rubs both his eyes with his knuckles as if it will change the image before him. But there is no mistaking that face, that hair, that girl he once knew.
Maybe this is an alternate timeline? One where she didn't... you know...
He can't know for certain but what he does know is this is his sister. The one who should be all rights, not be before him. Abby? His voice wavers on the word. Is that really you?
The name hits her like a brick. The name she left behind when she ran away. It's not hers anymore, shouldn't be hers, but it is for him. Distant memories burn their way through her mind.
Jesus, yah it has. How the fuck you been, Abs? See you got a rebellious little streak in your hair now. I like it.
Part of him wants to embrace her in a hug but he has no idea what this universe's version of their relationship is like. Is it rocky? Distant? Hell, he has no fucking clue.
With an awkward and time padding gesture he scratches the back of his head and fixes his hair.
Uh, you know... working. Could be better. Could be... well, I'm pretty worse off, but what else is new?
A self-depreciating laugh blows out of him. He'd rather not tell her about the box. There's not a need to worry her. Plus, she might think he's crazy and he doesn't need that.
I was just heading home, actually. Maybe we could uh... meet up sometime. Hang out with Pete and such.
That was not meant to be out loud... Welp, too late I guess.
Ted's shoulders slump and he offers a wonky, sideways attempt of a smile.
I... Fuck this is gonna sound like I belong in a looney bin somewhere, but I don't belong in this timeline. I'm just an alternate version of the real Ted that escaped a weird goat demon thing?
He's practically vibrating with nerves, sure she's going to laugh in his face. He can work with that. It'll suck, sure, but he's used to the world laughing in his face so this wouldn't be anything new.
Gail's eyes widen. She knows exactly what he means, has heard his plans for Ted over and over. She runs a hand through her hair, thinking about what to say.
You escaped the Box? Lords, that explains a lot. But how is that even possible?
A recoil. Brows furrowed, mouth in a thin line before his face shifts to anger.
Yah, we thought you'd offed yourself, okay? Couldn't find a damned body, figured you jumped off the bridge. Searched the woods, the shore, the entirety of fuckin Hatchetfield and no you.
And yet you think it's funny.
Do you have any idea what that did to us? How Pete took it? Mom? Dad? Fuck, what about me?
I sat there and blamed myself. Figured I was a bigger fuck up and had done more messed up shit enough to convince my sister it wasn't worth living anymore.
So you know, thanks for clearing that up. Glad to see it's maybe worse.
That you'd rather not tell your damned family what happened to you or where you went and just stuck with missing, presumed dead.
Cool.
You know what, fuck you. I thought maybe you hadn't done it in this timeline, maybe this time I hadn't fucked up, but good to know that some things never change.
You blamed yourself, huh? Well, you were right. You were never there for me when I needed you. You just got your heart broken and turned into a damn mess.
Well, congratulations: You're a real good fucking role model. Welcome to the Spankoffski family legacy! We disappear and change for the worse. I hope it doesn't happen to Pete, but the odds aren't great for him!
Her voice breaks. She pauses, then continues in a softer tone.
I wanted to tell you where I'd gone. I really, really did. But I didn't think it'd help much, and I was right. Figured you wouldn't want to see me like this, and here we are.
Never there for you- seriously? I was heartbroken. Do I need to spell it out? I was, what, nineteen and had lost the only person I had ever loved? Of course I was fucking devastated and didn't know what to do with myself. I had my own shit to deal with.
It's not like you obviously cared either...
His eyes are wet but he powers through.
I know... I know I'm not a great role model, okay? You think I don't know? I basically raised Pete on my own after you left. Mom couldn't do shit after losing you, she just hollowed out. And dad just stuck to his job selling fucking women's shoes to keep us afloat. You think it was easy for me to help out that kid? To maybe make sure he didn't...
Didn't do what we thought you did?
He chokes on his words.
Jesus you were family Abby and the Spankoffskis stick together, don't they? Through fucking doom too, apparently.
Lost the love of your life... now how did that happen?
She says it almost to herself.
I cared, you know. Of course I cared. I didn't have any friends, so you and Pete were the only ones I could care about. But you always pushed me away. Then you drank yourself into oblivion, and eventually...
Should she really push any further?
Eventually I realized how goddamn selfish that was.
I didn't run away because of you, alright? I ran away because I couldn't stay in Hatchetfield. Those nightmares I had that I told you about as a kid? Hatchetfield was one of the reasons I had them. If I hadn't left, I might have ended up... Well, what you thought happened to me might have actually happened.
I guess I was being selfish. I didn't even pause to consider how you all would take it. I guess I just figured, it's Hatchetfield. People disappear all the time and people usually don't ask questions.
She smiles self-deprecatingly. A small tear falls down her cheek.
At first, he just stares at her, taking it all in. Computing in his IT brain and filing it all where it goes. Mostly into surprise because yah, he didn't know the nightmares were that bad, but maybe he should have known.
We're both stupid. Pete got all the damned smarts, lucky kid, he chokes out a laugh and then simply encapsulates his sister into a hug.
Jesus, don't go disappearing again this time, okay?
Hey, you're gonna make me cry, Abs, he chides though his eyes are certainly leaking tears down his cheeks too. I'm sorry too, he manages.
He squeezes her, keeps her close for long enough for the tears to slow and petter out. Then he releases her and claps her on the back.
Gotta catch up sometime. Hang out. I don't know.
Ted seems to recall now the previous comment. He purses his lips and balls his fists nervously. But uh, before that you wanna tell me how the hell you know about the box?
Is that part of the nightmares too? Goat face got his fucking horns pointed your direction?
It's practically his job to collect us at this point, just to torment us. It's ridiculous. I mean, I barely escaped that damned box and I only did because he probably thought it'd be funny.
And now...
Now he's got you too.
Shit...
I'm guessing you can't exactly break that off either, huh?
It's not like I knew that before! If I had, I... I don't know.
But yeah, I can't leave.
It's hard to want to leave, these days.
They have me serving as their emissary here--someone to speak and act on their behalf, basically. That's why I came back after... after everything. They usually leave the more... messy stuff to a friend of mine.
But maybe give me a name so I know who the fuck to avoid, alright?
He runs his hand through his hair, exasperated. His head shakes in disbelief. I just... why don't you want to leave, Abs. Is it really so bad to come back here?
I mean, I get Hatchetfield's a little fucking weird but what little town ain't?
Or is it the nightmares? You uh... still getting them or somethin'?
The Lords in Black... they change you. Physically--
She gestures to the scar on her face, the white streak in her hair.
--and mentally. Eventually, even if you were tricked into serving them... you couldn't dream of leaving them, even if that were possible.
And, honestly, I didn't want to come back here because I knew I would have to explain myself to you and Pete and our parents. That shit's hard, Ted. But now that I've done that for you... I don't mind it so much.
Yah, no, I get the changing thing I guess... He doesn't have scars or marks but his mental stage is surely fucked to hell and back after being in the box for as long as he has. That and resetting randomly.
He pauses. Shit. Pete. He'd... he'd want to see you Abs. You know that.
I... I know. I've been putting it off for so long, because... I mean, how could I even begin to tell him? He was so young when it happened, and we weren't that close to begin with, and--
Hey, don't be. He puts a hand on her shoulder in comfort. Why don't we talk to him together? I'll be right fucking there for you, since I wasn't before.
God, I just don't want him to see me like this. He's just a kid, he shouldn't have to. I guess I'm scared that he'll be scared of me. Because I am not a good, person--I pledged my undying loyalty to five eldritch horrors who want to take over the world, for fuck's sake.
The last person she expects to run into while walking about is her brother. Only this one seems... different somehow. Like she can feel a presence over him.
[or my attempt to introduce Bastard Box escapee Ted to you, if you so wish.]
[ @the-ted-spankoffski-69 ]
Gail knows him instantly. Her only hope is that he doesn't recognize her, with how much she's changed over the years.
She knows something is different about him. And yet, somehow, she doesn't know exactly what it is. She is rarely ignorant of the dealings of the things she serves... but this is one of those times.
She wants to know. She needs to know. So, despite her better judgement...
He blinks in disbelief. Rubs both his eyes with his knuckles as if it will change the image before him. But there is no mistaking that face, that hair, that girl he once knew.
Maybe this is an alternate timeline? One where she didn't... you know...
He can't know for certain but what he does know is this is his sister. The one who should be all rights, not be before him. Abby? His voice wavers on the word. Is that really you?
The name hits her like a brick. The name she left behind when she ran away. It's not hers anymore, shouldn't be hers, but it is for him. Distant memories burn their way through her mind.
Jesus, yah it has. How the fuck you been, Abs? See you got a rebellious little streak in your hair now. I like it.
Part of him wants to embrace her in a hug but he has no idea what this universe's version of their relationship is like. Is it rocky? Distant? Hell, he has no fucking clue.
With an awkward and time padding gesture he scratches the back of his head and fixes his hair.
Uh, you know... working. Could be better. Could be... well, I'm pretty worse off, but what else is new?
A self-depreciating laugh blows out of him. He'd rather not tell her about the box. There's not a need to worry her. Plus, she might think he's crazy and he doesn't need that.
I was just heading home, actually. Maybe we could uh... meet up sometime. Hang out with Pete and such.
That was not meant to be out loud... Welp, too late I guess.
Ted's shoulders slump and he offers a wonky, sideways attempt of a smile.
I... Fuck this is gonna sound like I belong in a looney bin somewhere, but I don't belong in this timeline. I'm just an alternate version of the real Ted that escaped a weird goat demon thing?
He's practically vibrating with nerves, sure she's going to laugh in his face. He can work with that. It'll suck, sure, but he's used to the world laughing in his face so this wouldn't be anything new.
Gail's eyes widen. She knows exactly what he means, has heard his plans for Ted over and over. She runs a hand through her hair, thinking about what to say.
You escaped the Box? Lords, that explains a lot. But how is that even possible?
A recoil. Brows furrowed, mouth in a thin line before his face shifts to anger.
Yah, we thought you'd offed yourself, okay? Couldn't find a damned body, figured you jumped off the bridge. Searched the woods, the shore, the entirety of fuckin Hatchetfield and no you.
And yet you think it's funny.
Do you have any idea what that did to us? How Pete took it? Mom? Dad? Fuck, what about me?
I sat there and blamed myself. Figured I was a bigger fuck up and had done more messed up shit enough to convince my sister it wasn't worth living anymore.
So you know, thanks for clearing that up. Glad to see it's maybe worse.
That you'd rather not tell your damned family what happened to you or where you went and just stuck with missing, presumed dead.
Cool.
You know what, fuck you. I thought maybe you hadn't done it in this timeline, maybe this time I hadn't fucked up, but good to know that some things never change.
You blamed yourself, huh? Well, you were right. You were never there for me when I needed you. You just got your heart broken and turned into a damn mess.
Well, congratulations: You're a real good fucking role model. Welcome to the Spankoffski family legacy! We disappear and change for the worse. I hope it doesn't happen to Pete, but the odds aren't great for him!
Her voice breaks. She pauses, then continues in a softer tone.
I wanted to tell you where I'd gone. I really, really did. But I didn't think it'd help much, and I was right. Figured you wouldn't want to see me like this, and here we are.
Never there for you- seriously? I was heartbroken. Do I need to spell it out? I was, what, nineteen and had lost the only person I had ever loved? Of course I was fucking devastated and didn't know what to do with myself. I had my own shit to deal with.
It's not like you obviously cared either...
His eyes are wet but he powers through.
I know... I know I'm not a great role model, okay? You think I don't know? I basically raised Pete on my own after you left. Mom couldn't do shit after losing you, she just hollowed out. And dad just stuck to his job selling fucking women's shoes to keep us afloat. You think it was easy for me to help out that kid? To maybe make sure he didn't...
Didn't do what we thought you did?
He chokes on his words.
Jesus you were family Abby and the Spankoffskis stick together, don't they? Through fucking doom too, apparently.
Lost the love of your life... now how did that happen?
She says it almost to herself.
I cared, you know. Of course I cared. I didn't have any friends, so you and Pete were the only ones I could care about. But you always pushed me away. Then you drank yourself into oblivion, and eventually...
Should she really push any further?
Eventually I realized how goddamn selfish that was.
I didn't run away because of you, alright? I ran away because I couldn't stay in Hatchetfield. Those nightmares I had that I told you about as a kid? Hatchetfield was one of the reasons I had them. If I hadn't left, I might have ended up... Well, what you thought happened to me might have actually happened.
I guess I was being selfish. I didn't even pause to consider how you all would take it. I guess I just figured, it's Hatchetfield. People disappear all the time and people usually don't ask questions.
She smiles self-deprecatingly. A small tear falls down her cheek.
At first, he just stares at her, taking it all in. Computing in his IT brain and filing it all where it goes. Mostly into surprise because yah, he didn't know the nightmares were that bad, but maybe he should have known.
We're both stupid. Pete got all the damned smarts, lucky kid, he chokes out a laugh and then simply encapsulates his sister into a hug.
Jesus, don't go disappearing again this time, okay?
Hey, you're gonna make me cry, Abs, he chides though his eyes are certainly leaking tears down his cheeks too. I'm sorry too, he manages.
He squeezes her, keeps her close for long enough for the tears to slow and petter out. Then he releases her and claps her on the back.
Gotta catch up sometime. Hang out. I don't know.
Ted seems to recall now the previous comment. He purses his lips and balls his fists nervously. But uh, before that you wanna tell me how the hell you know about the box?
Is that part of the nightmares too? Goat face got his fucking horns pointed your direction?
It's practically his job to collect us at this point, just to torment us. It's ridiculous. I mean, I barely escaped that damned box and I only did because he probably thought it'd be funny.
And now...
Now he's got you too.
Shit...
I'm guessing you can't exactly break that off either, huh?
It's not like I knew that before! If I had, I... I don't know.
But yeah, I can't leave.
It's hard to want to leave, these days.
They have me serving as their emissary here--someone to speak and act on their behalf, basically. That's why I came back after... after everything. They usually leave the more... messy stuff to a friend of mine.
But maybe give me a name so I know who the fuck to avoid, alright?
He runs his hand through his hair, exasperated. His head shakes in disbelief. I just... why don't you want to leave, Abs. Is it really so bad to come back here?
I mean, I get Hatchetfield's a little fucking weird but what little town ain't?
Or is it the nightmares? You uh... still getting them or somethin'?
The Lords in Black... they change you. Physically--
She gestures to the scar on her face, the white streak in her hair.
--and mentally. Eventually, even if you were tricked into serving them... you couldn't dream of leaving them, even if that were possible.
And, honestly, I didn't want to come back here because I knew I would have to explain myself to you and Pete and our parents. That shit's hard, Ted. But now that I've done that for you... I don't mind it so much.
Yah, no, I get the changing thing I guess... He doesn't have scars or marks but his mental stage is surely fucked to hell and back after being in the box for as long as he has. That and resetting randomly.
He pauses. Shit. Pete. He'd... he'd want to see you Abs. You know that.
I... I know. I've been putting it off for so long, because... I mean, how could I even begin to tell him? He was so young when it happened, and we weren't that close to begin with, and--
Hey, don't be. He puts a hand on her shoulder in comfort. Why don't we talk to him together? I'll be right fucking there for you, since I wasn't before.
God, I just don't want him to see me like this. He's just a kid, he shouldn't have to. I guess I'm scared that he'll be scared of me. Because I am not a good, person--I pledged my undying loyalty to five eldritch horrors who want to take over the world, for fuck's sake.
[ been having a lot of Feelings about this interaction between Gail and @the-ted-spankoffski-69 so I drew some of the lines! very fond of how the first page turned out especially ]
[Thank you for making this so much! I adore that people make fanart of RP interactions. It warms my heart so much ughhhhhhhhh. Seriously, I can't thank you enough I'm smiling and teary eyed at the same time.]
