Hellbent in a Shellnut.
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Hellbent in a Shellnut.
Youāll get this when you watch this.
Hellbent.
Oh. My. God.
Also, we know it ends on a cliffhanger. Would say more, but Iāll give everybody a week for my āspoiler-filledā take on it.
Holy Heck.
Uhh.. Hi, people! Itās me..
I totally didnāt forget the information for this account.. nah.. Iām totally not a MASSIVE IDIOT! Seriously, though. Iām an idiot.
Iām back, though. Iām here. So, uh.. Hey
A brilliant request from beefcakellama: it couldnāt not be a gifā¦
The greatest roflcopter is one you enter, and can never get out of.
I return to you as JoJo trash.
Ohai, Iām alive
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A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.
Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and aĀ āItās just the pizza guy, Mystery!ā to which the barks quieted to silence.
Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood, Ā at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacketās pocket.Ā āUh. Sorry about that. Little guyās bark is way worse than his bite.ā He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills.Ā āHow much do I owe you?ā
He tried to turn the key for the final time, before giving up entirely. āThis car was due a tune-up, but, now itās just completely cut out.ā He gave a rather hefty palm-slap to the dashboard, groaning.Ā āThis is a sports car from 1969, and sheās starting to show her age.ā
He adjusted his glasses. āIāll see if I can jumpstart her. Sheās done this at least five times over the past few weeks, but, itās getting more and more frequent, and I canāt afford a mechanic on my horrible salary.ā He rolled his eyes, getting out of the car and popping open the hood, a thick black smoke coming from the engine.
The ginger was silent, until a thud was heard. He closed the hood, before crossing his arms and putting his head down into them atop the hood. Grumbles and muttered curses were heard from him.
āUH.ā Arthur seemed to forget he was currently shoeless, and he hurried down the steps into the rain. He grabbed ahold of the pizza boyās jacket, and tugged.Ā āYou need to get away from that thing right now.ā His voice was anxious.Ā
āI amĀ a mechanic, and grey or black smoke from the engine specifically in that amount means you get away from the car.ā He knew he sounded dramatic, but that color smoke meant the issue was from gasoline, the most volatile and flammableĀ liquid in the engine.Ā
Just because it was smoking didnāt strictly mean anything would happen, or that that was the true issue, but it was better to be safe than sorry.Ā āIt could be harmless, but you need to give it a few minutes to settle. And donāt start the car again. Iāll check the oil and try to give you an idea of whatās happening.ā He didnāt care if the kid couldnāt pay. He wasnāt about to let them go off in a car that was liable to cause an accident and get them hurt, or possibly worse.
He seemed to take the hint very well, backing away from the 1969 Charger quietly. āI.. can pay you next Friday when I get my end of the month bonus.ā he clarified, though, the car didnāt spark into flame or explode, the smoke dying down as the engine cooled from the tries to start it. The yet-to-be-named ginger seemed rightfully terrified.
The engine was old, rust visible on certain areas, even in certain troubling areas. The exterior was beautiful, the interior in good condition, but not great. Only the engine was in poor condition. Jackson wasnāt good with engines.
The real reason...
If you donāt care, feel free to skip this. Donāt even pay attention. This is just OOC garbage. This little warningās just here to tell you what this is. If youāre still interested, keep reading then...
So, as many of you know, Iāve taken long, unexplained absences not only from this account, but from this site as a whole. I simply tell people I wanted to take a break after a few bad roleplays, but, I usually only do that for a day or two, then come back stronger..
I refuse to lie anymore. Life has come down on me hard in the past few months. Many deaths in the family, and deaths happening with friends. A massive scare in which I could have died from dehydration. My mother smoking and drinking her life away. My father barely able to keep the lights on and food on the table. Iām not looking for sympathy. I just havenāt been in a big roleplay mood with my life kicking my ass. However, it seems to be going okay for the time being, so, Iām going to try to be on more.
Iām not looking for sympathy.. I just refuse to lie.. If I disappear again, thatās why..
ATTENTION RPers!! REBLOG THIS IF YOU WANT SOME CURIOUS ANONS!!
Again. Just trying to get active again and reprogram myself to come back here more often. Have a boop.
Okay... so... uh...
...Not sure what to post, and Iām trying to be more active, so, have a Rockruff!
Open Starter: The Return
A soft groan escaped the disguised kitsune. Where was he this time? All he saw was darkness. He looked around, his eyes adjusting to the dark soon enough, though, he found himself... alone. Alone in an old, rusted-out van. He was terrified. āV-Vivi...?ā he let out, sounding more and more scared as time went on. āArthur...?ā He looked around. He was alone, and being alone meant... she could reach him... she could find him...
He tried to find an exit, whimpering like... a frightened canine.
reblog if youre in the "arthur did nothing wrong squad"
Iām baaaaaaaaaack~!
So... Yeah. Really long unintended hiatus, but, Iām back! Hopefully for good!
#SavetheGeneral
Today... sucked...
Internet access is blocked. I only get YouTube and Tumblr.
My lower back hurts like hell every time I move an inch
No television, meaning it will be impossible for me to sleep tonight.
...Kill... Me..
Back in the Saddle...
So, after my life kind of... went up and down and shook around like an old wooden roller coaster.. Iāve really been thinking of these characters I have here. Mystery and JD. I rewatched MysteryBen27ā²s Ghost animation again to try to rekindle what I felt in those characters, and, as I listen to the entirety of Mystery Skulls Forever Album, Iām really starting to feel better.
Thanks for being patient with me. Iām back now, and in full form.