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Entry tags:
- animaniacs: yakko warner,
- baldur's gate 3: fever,
- changeling the lost: giles,
- changeling the lost: oswald wuthridge,
- critical role: cassandra de rolo,
- don't starve together: maxwell,
- don't starve: wilson higgsbury,
- far cry 5: deputy pratt,
- far cry new dawn: sharky boshaw,
- fe3h: dedue molinaro,
- fe3h: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- geist the sin-eaters: darcy lejeune,
- groundhog day musical: phil connors,
- homestuck: karkat vantas,
- homestuck: nepeta leijon,
- identity v: helena adams,
- kolchak the night stalker: carl kolchak,
- lavender jack: honoria crabb,
- malevolent: arthur lester,
- mash: father mulcahy,
- mcu: ava starr,
- nier reincarnation: fio,
- nimona: nimona,
- npc: friday,
- original: april caouette,
- original: flan fraser,
- original: max maximum,
- original: siffleur,
- original: valdis,
- original: victor king,
- overwatch: bastion e54,
- overwatch: maximilien,
- rwby: ruby rose,
- shiki: natsuno yuuki,
- snowpiercer: edgar,
- spider-verse: gwen stacy,
- stranger things: steve harrington,
- tales of the abyss: jade curtiss,
- tales of vesperia: rita mordio,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- the elder scrolls: sheogorath,
- the magnus archives: daisy tonner,
- the prisoner: number 6,
- werewolf the apocalypse: ash cromwell
END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.
the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.
time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]
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"Are you," she starts to ask, and hesitates. All right seems like a foolish way to end that question.
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Yakko tugs on his own ears, which do not stretch any further than they could reasonably be assumed to.
"They took everything out of my pants! I can't even move the camera! Is this how the rest of you live?!"
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"I CAN'T EVEN PULL OUT A HANKIE FOR MYSELF," he wails, "I'M LIKE PINOCCHIO BUT WO-OR-SE-"
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She glances helplessly past the ... boy? let's go with boy ... to where Crabb is sitting with her head in her hands, and doesn't know what to say to either of them.
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"I'M LIKE PINOCCHIO BUT WO-OR-SE-"
Maybe she didn't hear the joke? It is kind of noisy in here what with all the wailing.
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Is that about the state of this once majestic and untameable free-roaming 90s cartoon, now confined and brought down to normal? Or just at the joke whiffing? Who could say, but the sympathy is in their voice either way, from one out-of-print medium to another.
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"A character from a 19th century Italian children's series- specifically a puppet that comes to life, goes on adventures, has zany antics, and then becomes a real boy and settles down to live a life of morality and responsibility."
Yakko gestures.
"Do we want to take this again?"
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"I think I still don't understand. Are you a puppet?"
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He can't expect her to know, it's not like she's From the animated series of her thing, not like Yakko is with his anyway.
"You know when you get a stack of paper and draw a ball bouncing, and then you flip those pages really fast it looks like a ball bouncing? Usually I'm that. I'm not real, I'm a cartoon. Drawn up by a bunch of sweaty weirdos whose parents are very proud they went into the arts in order to entertain kids and make Warner Brothers rich. So I guess you could call me a puppet. But the point is, I'm not usually a hairy little guy just like this. I mean- what is this, fur texture? Actual gloves? It's awful. I look like I belong on Deviantart."
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Dry as it is, April's assessment does at least have commiseration in its tone. After all, look at them: They look like a low poly indie retro horror model.
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"I see," says Cassandra, almost truthfully. "So usually you're a, a drawing, and now you're ... real? Like Pinocchio."
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Ugh. Even one of his favourite nurses aboard can't comfort him in this, his darkest and most realistic of hours.
"Usually, yes, thank you, now can we do this from the top?"
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"Oh, please, I'd be lucky to be the second game in a three scary games video, the one that isn't wild or janky enough for the start and too mid to finish on." April says, and then nods their head at Yakko. "You got it worse, though, 'cause at least I don't look like proof of concept for a live-action remake."
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Yakko presses his face further against the bars, pulling his lips back like a threatened chimpanzee.
"Look at me!! I have gums!! Gums!!!"
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From the back of the cell, without even raising her head: "Y'just keep sayin' words and even the ones that bleedin' mean something clearly ain't bein' used how they're s'posed t'be, God's bleedin' teeth..."
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Immediately distracted and toddles over, hunching over her. His usual toon charms have, as aforementioned, been replaced with an Uncanny reality that is very bad to look at.
"Did you hear my Pinocchio bit earlier? Do you want to? I really think it's a winner I might just need to keep workshopping it."
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Yakko immediately lightens up and begins triumphantly trotting around in a circle, yelling-
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
If he's real then there's no more censor bleeps baby!!!!
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Crabb, who definitely did hear the Pinocchio gag and is immensely relieved that Yakko gets distracted immediately, still does not look up into his uncanny little face. "At least that's bleedin' better than the beeping..."
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