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Max and Chad (The Amazing Digital Circus, 2024)

They have their own idle animations lol

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This post is to everyone wondering why the comic on the other blog I'm in (@abootleggerstale-webcomic) has not been finished yet. Some personal troubles have hit me these past few months that have really affected my mental health. So I'm rly sorry about the delay and I will come back to the comic whenever I have the right motivation to finish it. Thank you again for everyones patiences.

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Yeah, Natalia is probably right

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Appalachian Four - Chapter 3, Expedition Failure

Word Count - 1.6k

Character Count - 8794

CC Excluding Spaces - 7411

Summary

In this chapter, the group creates their final plans and heads into the unknown called the Appalachian Forest, yet their plan is ruined by quite a simple mishap.

Happy Reading! C:

As the sun began dripping down past the horizon, the group was finishing up their half-melted slushies. Ideas had been bouncing around them and Emmy-Lou had started a journal on all their notes. At the moment, little writings had been scrawled by Natalia and Emmy about the mysterious forests. They were ready for tomorrow. Nash was whining about how he STILL didn’t want to be sacrificed. He couldn’t accept that they were just joking around.. Or were they?

Emmy Lou held out the paper, staring over the extensive print on the rectangular sheet. “All this writing and we’ll probably lose it in that forest within ten minutes.”

Zoiee looked up and replied with a simple nod of her head and a “Yes. Exactly.”

Thoughts of the unknown raced through their minds, and the look of anxiety on their faces arose from their subconscious.

“So.. Are we gonna like.. Die?” Nash remarked, the look on his face which seemed to say, I don’t really want to do this anymore.

“Yeah, pretty much,” Nathaniel said, patting him on the back.

“Your gravestone should already be in that yard, pal,” Natalia laughed, looking right at Nash’s panicked expression.

“Yeah, it’s got your name written all over it. I can see it now.. Nashville Michael Thompson,” Emmylou mentioned, the look on her face intimidating Nash more than he already was. (He’s afraid of girls.)

“That is not my middle name!” Nash said, his face turning red.

“Don’t deny, Nashville Michael Thompson.” his brother replied.

In the background, Zoie was in the process of swinging her bat, Frankie, against a sack filled with flour that was tied to the tree she climbed, yet only got halfway up because her mom called her up for dinner.

“Hey guys, I’ve gotta go.” She announced, wiping the sweat off her forehead.

“You know what, maybe we should all go home. I think that we should get some rest.” Emmy-Lou decided.

Natalia stretched and let out a yawn, “Yeah. The sun is setting and I think our parents want us all home. The expedition is not till tomorrow.”

Everyone said good nights and headed off to their homes. Though it was obvious what everyone was thinking. What did I get myself into?

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The next morning, the group collected at the weeping willow next to the library. Natalia, Charlie, and Emmy-Lou were early risers so they were already preparing as the rest began to arrive. Next, Nathaniel came with a backpack and with Nash who was practically being dragged along. Finally, Zoie and Lillian made it.

“Hey guys!” Zoie said, Frankie in hand, swinging it around in a fashionable manner.

“Howdy!” Emmylou, Natalia, and Charlie said simultaneously.

More of a natural thing to say. Lillian was just standing there with her usual smiley face and star stickers on her face, along with her blonde ponytail flowing down her back. The friends, now somewhat prepared for the day, were ready to go out into the forest. It was time.

“Let's go guys!” Natalia said, waving her hand.

“Grab your weapons!” Emmylou said, holding out her black pistol that had pink accents that she had painted on herself, and pointed it at the bag of other weapons. Charlie picked up an axe. Nathaniel picked up a dagger, and threw it across the room aiming for the sack of flour, yet all he did was jam it into the library wall.

“What were you trying to do there, Nathan!” Natalia said, rolling her eyes and resting her face on her hand.

“My best!”

They snatched the dagger out of the wall and covered it up with an extra sheet of paper, because nobody will ever know.. Right?

“Fine, I’ll take the rope!” Nathaniel harrumphed, stretching it out.

Emmy looked at Zoie to get a weapon out of the bag, but Zoie just lifted up Frankie and swung it in a circle. Then she looked at Lillian to pick up a weapon, but she shook her head no.

“Lils, you have to pick one,” Zoie said. “It’s too dangerous out there to not.”

“I know, but I’m not great with weapons,” she replied.

”Take this!” Natalia shouted, tossing her an orange BIC lighter.

She caught it, and then continued to ask.. “How..?”

Emmylou rushed over with a sigh. “You really don’t know how to use a BIC lighter? Them things been around for twenty years and your parents STILL haven’t taught ya?”

LIllian nodded.

“Yeah, suppose so,” she said, pressing all the wrong buttons, so any way that she would try it wouldn’t work.

Zoie ran over and grabbed another lighter from the bag.

“Here, Lils,” she said, flickering the lighter until a small orange flame arose from the little hole. “Now you try.”

Lillian tried it and all that came out was a few sparks.

Natalia sighed and dragged a hand across her face, “Harder! Press it harder!”

Lillian followed the instructions and then a little flame came out of the lighter. “I did it!” she shouted, jumping up and down in excitement.

Meanwhile, Nash was tossing a black pistol up and trying to catch it in a cool way. Luckily the guard was on.

“NASHVILLE MICHAEL THOMPSON YOU PUT THAT DOWN THIS INSTANT!” Charlie shouted, smacking it out of his hands.

“Pleasseeeeeeee! I want a cool shooty shooty!!!” He said, snatching it back and holding it like it was his child.

“Nash, take it. But if I hear a gunshot go off as a ‘funny’ joke, it's confiscated,” Emmylou said, sighing.

Nash loosened his grip on the jet black pistol and flashed an annoying grin at Charlie who just held her hands to the sky.

“Thank youuuuuuu!” Nash looked happier than ever.

The group went on, passing each other weapons. They all came to their consensus of what weapons they were bringing out into the forest.

“Let’s go guys!” Emmylou hollered, waving them along.

They explored around behind the library and found an entrance to the forest behind the library. All they needed to do now was climb over a branch and then they were across. They went inside the forest and began hiking through the brush, weapons in hand. The sharp thorns stabbed into their legs, yet they had to carry on in silence. They didn’t really want a six-legged cat or a grafton monster following them, did they?

“Hey guys, if we survive this, I’ve gotta rodeo tomorrow. Y’all wanna tag along? I’m barrel racing and roping.” Emmy-Lou smiled nervously, her southern accent coming through.

They all needed something to get their mind off the forest so the group gave an agreement. That was their motivation to not be eaten by some huge cat.

The rustling in the bushes around them was unsettling, but that wasn’t stopping them. Along the way, they found unnatural stick formations, fallen trees, and heard strange whistling and name calling. The whistling came again, and yelled, “Nathan! Natalia! Help!” in the voice of Zoie. The strange part about this is that Zoie was standing right next to Nathaniel and she had spoken few words within the past five minutes, and none of them were Nathaniel! Natalia! Help!

Emmylou put her arms out, turned around, and stopped the group from wandering any further. They all looked at each other with anxious faces.

In a low voice, she said, “Ignore it, it's a Mimic. If we ignore it, we won’t die.”

“Okay!” Nash said, cheery as ever though the grin on his face had a tinge of nervousness.

Nash never seemed to take things seriously, which was not always the best asset.

Zoie and Charlie exchanged a hesitant look. Natalia took a deep breath. The forest was definitely taking its toll on the group. Yet they pressed on.

As they continued treading through nature, sounds started increasing, and they were all slowly becoming more and more anxious. Lillian felt the sounds were a sign to leave, but Emmy-Lou and Natalia insisted they hadn’t finished their study just yet. Nash slowly became more aware of his surroundings. When little taps happened, he turned around and pointed his weapon at the direction it was coming from. Just behind him, a squirrel ran by, scaring him half to death. He fired his gun and ran out of the forest.

“DAG NABBIT NASH!”

“DINGBAT!”

“SO STUPID!”

“IT WAS A SQUIRREL NASH!”

“GET BACK HERE!”

Too late, he had already left the forest in pure terror.

They all chased after him, angry. When they reached the end of the forest, they found Nash standing there, unguilty. They all started shouting at him to do better next time.

“Ok, ok!” he said, defending himself,“I’m a little new to this! Plus, I was forced to be here!”

“Fair point, and no, you weren’t. You were actually begging to tag along.” Nathaniel shrugged.

Lillian shivered, “But I don't think it's safe for him to be carrying a firearm...”

“There's gonna be other chances, I guess.”

They walked inside, adding locations to an abnormally sized sheet of paper that they took from their school. All the landmarks and forms they found were on the paper now. They all were still a little bit upset but they couldn’t help but think.. Maybe it wasn’t a squirrel? They decided to focus on the future instead of the past, and decided to just focus on tomorrow’s rodeo at the Elikan Central Arena.

“So.. Rodeo?”

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This is what trying to talk to my friend for the past several weeks has been like.

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I love the rare instances where you get to see just how box shaped the bluey dogs are.

like... that's not a dog that's a bread

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she's staring at the spot oh god my heart-

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My part for SaberSpark's Bluey Collab is done!!

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Mau: Pizza for a kiss is only on Fridays! Rocky: Tsk, that's a pity...

If you've heard someone's inappropriately loud happy scream that was me. My husband just gifted me a commission with RoMaunce from one of my favorite artist. 🥹

Just look at them, LOOK AT THEM! ✨😭✨

The amazing artist who did this masterpiece is @erikaerai (also here are the links to her VK blog and her Telegram channel) ✨💖✨

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Chapter 5~Night, Laughter, and a Sword

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Some description of play violence

Summary: Just hangouts with the group and a little more information on the new cabin. (Yes, I know it is inaccurate for the Nyx and Hypnos kids to have a cabin since that is kind of Luke's motivation and yada yada, but I need it for plot reasons)

Tallulah laid out all the sketches so far of the new cabin. Annabeth had helped out with the outside, seeming very interested in architecture. But Tallulah was glad for the company. Alex also helped a lot with the concepts. She was amazing at drawing but didn’t seem to focus much on it as a skill. Then of course there was Luke. Who coincidentally was at her side right there and then. 

“Thah wone is sorta…emo.” He muffled, a glazed donut stuffed into his mouth.

Tallulah playfully smacked him on the head, “Don’t talk with your mouth full! It’s annoying.”

Alex appeared in the window and knocked on the pane. She never seemed to use the door.

“Hey y’all! I have some room designs if you want!” She announced with a canvas bag full of scrolls and writing tools.

Tallulah quickly helped her into the room and unfurled the scrolls. There were bed layouts, a stargazing platform, constellation charts, and a hangout area. But something seemed to be missing in that space. Where the beanbags were, the wall was bare. It may not have been the final design, but something needed to be there.

“What about there?”

“Well, I don’t have all the furniture and decor planned out yet. Annabeth just gave me the basic structures.”

Then Tallulah remembered something from her childhood. A fond memory of her and her dad. The late summer nights of June and August, he would usually get out his projector and a white sheet. She would set up blankets and pillows while he hooked it all up. Then they would hook it up to a computer and watch whatever movie they wanted. Some nights they would laugh at their favorite comedies. A big smile plastered on her face as tears rolled down her cheeks. Others her dad would put on sad tragedies. Dabbing his tears dramatically. Some nights they would put on silent films and make the voices themselves. Many of these kids haven’t seen their parents in a while or feel alone. So she came up with another big idea.

“Do you know any way I can message my dad?”

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Of course 2 Hermes kids could find a way to get the message to him. But there was no telling how quickly he could respond. So in the meantime she needed some more input on the designs. But she also had her other activities. Like her favorite, archery. And her least favorite, sword fighting. Sword fighting was fun, but she just had to have Luke as a mentor. It was his passion so he made her train for hours. And it was really tiring. Especially when she had better things to do.

“No! You need to lunge with this foot.” He sighed, demonstrating.

“Do we really need to keep going?” Tallulah groaned, “It’s been like 3 hours!”

“Just a couple more minutes!”

He had said that 20 times now. That wasn't an exaggeration either, Tallulah had been counting.

“All right, one more time!”

“Guess I have to try this time!” Tallulah sighed dramatically.

Luke rolled his eyes and pointed his sword. She lunged forward at him, aiming for his stomach. Luke easily blocked it and attempted to slice at her shoulder. But she ducked and kicked his ankle. Luke drew in a sharp breath of pain but pointed his sword at her neck.

“I’m sorry, did that hurt, Castellan?” Tallulah taunted even though he had the upper hand.

“Well I could have pinned you. That would have hurt.” He smirked.

Suddenly Alex appeared in a tree with a goofy grin, “Woah woah woah there Luke! We don’t need any flirting in this establishment!”

Luke’s face became bright red, “I wasn’t flirting!”

Alex gave him a look that gave the vibes of sure and Luke punched her arm. Tallulah just smiled. She sort of wished she had that sort of bond with someone. But maybe she would now. 

“Tallulah! Luke! Where are y’all!” Lou called from afar. “We’re over here!” Alex called back.

“Oh! You found them!” Mae exclaimed.

“Were they making out?” Lou shouted, crashing through the brush.

“NO!” Tallulah and Luke shouted at the same time.

Tallulah huffed, “I’ve only known him for a week, what makes you think we are so deeply in love?!”

“I’ve read his diary! It’s in my stash of steals!”

Tallulah opened and closed her mouth a couple times while Luke smacked Alex on the head. 

“C’mon weirdos, you’ve been training for a while.”

“Tell me something I don’t know!”

“Well it’s bonfire time, let's go!”

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Mae led the songs with her siblings as the bonfire glowed on everyone’s faces. Tallulah didn’t know any of the words but it was fun to see everyone sing together. But soon enough, Luke took her to meet another camper. He had blonde hair that was neatly combed and black glasses. And earbuds in, making it seem he wasn’t focusing on anything around him. But he plucked one out and looked up at them.

“Is this Tallulah?” He questioned, raising his eyebrows.

“Yep! I thought you might want to talk to her about the cabin designs.” Luke explained.

Matthew got up and dusted his pants, “Uh, hi. Name’s Matthew. I’m a kid of Hephaestus and helping with the welding and stuff of your new cabin.”

“Nice to meet ya! I don’t have too many questions, but if you have any, go ahead!”

Well, he had a lot of questions. Tallulah didn’t know one could ask so many! Half of it she just pretended like she understood things like the different types of screwdrivers. Soon enough, her eyes drifted back over to Luke and Alex. A group of girls were talking to Luke, giggling and batting their eyelashes. This seemed like some weird setup in your typical high school rom-com so Tallulah didn’t bother going over to him. If girls wanted to flirt with Luke why should she care? But… Matthew was getting kind of overwhelming. So she said her apologies and walked back over to Alex and Lou.

“I don’t understand why girls are so obsessed with mr. swordfighter! He’s the least cool guy here!” Lou groaned.

“Oh really, then who’s the coolest in your eyes?” Tallulah raised an eyebrow.

Lou went silent and her face flushed red. 

“Well? Who is it?” Alex grinned.

Lou whispered so quietly Tallulah almost couldn’t hear her, “Loch Stirling…”

They snickered as Lou crossed her arms and harrumphed. Until Alex pointed Tallulah into Luke’s direction.

“I think prince charming needs some saving.” Alex hinted as Luke seemed to look more panicked than enjoying the attention.

Some of their girls were getting a bit close to him, one even putting her hand on his chest so Tallulah could understand his uncomfortable feelings. So she strided over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Uh, hey girls. We need Castellan back to settle an argument. If that’s not too much trouble!” 

“What, want him for yourself, new girl?” One of the girls hissed, “Well guess what, you have no chance!”

Tallulah took a step back. Maybe she really was in some weird cringey movie. 

“Bye girls, I always need to be responsible for these crazy kids!” Luke called out as Tallulah dragged him off. 

“That was a bit strange.”

“I know, I know. Thanks for saving me. They can get a bit…handsy.”

“I could tell. They have a lot of confidence that they probably shouldn’t have…”

Luke chuckled and took a seat next to Alex.

Alex gasped, “My dear brother, rejecting the advances of the ladies! I thought I would never live to see the day!”

“Shut up!”

“Nah, don’t feel like it.”

“You really have the annoying younger sister role covered huh?”

“Yep, Annabeth also helps with that!”

As her name was spoken, Annabeth joined them and raised her eyebrow at Luke. 

“What’s going on here?”

“Oh, just poking at Luke. He was basically getting run over by girls!”

Annabeth rolled her eyes with a smile, “Him of all people!”

Tallulah laughed as the roasts went on. She wished life could always be this easy. But life as a demigod was about to get very rough. 

“Help! Kay Thatcher was dragged away!”

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Sunflower Frankie, Daisy Poppy, Sweet Pea Gigi

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semiaquatic secret agent

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Quick breezy boy doodles

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Sage Green- Otter or cows- Half Baked (Ben and Jerry’s)

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~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.

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i want to wrap him up in a soft blanket and give him soup

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