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thebigshotman · 5 months
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Headcanon voices for the Addisons:
Coral-Lizzie Freeman (skip to 1:16 in the clip)
Saffron-Jason Schwartzman when he’s in a Wes Anderson movie (he’s all throughout the clip as Auggie)
Navy-Bryce Papenbrook (the clip’s of Adrien but he’s used that voice in a lot of different roles)
Clem-Natasha Lyonne (it just fits okay lol)
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dillyt-doodles · 2 years
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cringe nae nae orange addison OC named Clem that I'm only posting because I still really like the colors in it
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thebigshotman · 5 months
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Winter and colder temperatures have come to Castle Town, and although there’s a particularly strong breeze this afternoon a Christmas carol can be heard on the wind from a slightly ajar apartment window. It’s the Addisons apartment.
Saffron’s broken out his violin and Navy his piano for the first time since arriving here, and they’re playing Somewhere in my Memory. Coral’s singing, but it’s not carried away like the instruments are. Meanwhile, Clem is smiling begrudgingly and enjoying a smoke. The Christmas shopping scene has arrived for them, too, and what better way to celebrate than jamming together?
They’re all secretly thinking about Spamton, though, as well, of course.
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thebigshotman · 5 months
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Quick before I head back out to work from lunch, music I think that all of the people on this blog would listen to in universe (with examples!)-
Spamton/Spaul: 20s jazz and 50s rock, with a dash of music from the 90s every now and then
Coral: Woman-driven 80s pop and rock; anywhere from Blondie to Kate Bush to the Waitresses
Saffron: Music that he thinks would put his clients at ease; not necessarily “relaxing” music but music with a certain vibe. Borders on retail music occasionally, lol he is an Addison
Navy: The heavier side of the 80s, stuff like AC/DC and hair metal
Clem: Woman-driven punk all the way! Anything from Joan Jett to No Doubt to the Beaches to Wet Leg
Cordelia: Olivia Rodrigo and Taylor Swift, idk it feels very very right lol
Tenna: Showtunes and the You Bet Your Life game show theme
Stringpuller is basically me so she has my tastes and Gaster doesn’t care for music 😂
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thebigshotman · 9 months
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Halfway from his usual dumpster, Spaul found himself doing a double check to make sure that all of the stuff-and there wasn’t much-from his living space was here with him while he stayed at Eileen’s. He was grateful he would be sleeping in a bed again, but still! Some of the stuff he kept in there had sentimental value to him.
His blanket, his pillow, a dirty photo of his Addisons from when he was still accepted by them…yep, that was pretty much all of the stuff he needed. Now that he had shoved them all back into his Inventory, all he had to do was make sure-
*Spamton G. Spamton!!!
The familiar, crackling like fire coals shout stopped the puppet in his tracks, and his sprite froze in place as it glitched in alarm. It wasn’t until they all mercifully stepped in front of him that he saw that it wasn’t just Clem that had come to finally give him his due for the chaos he had caused. The other three had shown up, too. And none of them-aside from a sympathetic looking Saffron-looked very happy.
*Where have you been?? We’ve been looking for you since the suit went down, but you were nowhere to be found! We thought you’d been mineralized, thank Her Majesty you’re okay…but-
*How are you still doing business out of that dump?! Has the money from our products not been helping?? For the Angel’s Sake, are you still living in a dumpster? Why haven’t you gotten your apartment yet?! The first floor is almost filled up!
*You better not still be fraternizing with that Lightner! God, Eileen seemed like the sweetest thing when we ran into her, and here you were making her life a living hell because of feelings you shouldn’t even be feeling! You’re a Darkner, Spam! What were you thinking?!
Spaul still wasn’t moving. Smile creased into something that could almost be considered a frown.
*Answer us, Spamton!! Are you still following that poor girl around?!
The puppet blinked, and marbles formed on his glasses that moved to look over at Clem accusingly.
*…Y3S. IN FACT I’M [[jet-setting]] T0 HER [[houses in the suburbs]] R1GHT NOW. C4USE SHE [[loves]] ME BACK.
*…What?! C’mon, let’s go take you to one of the Ambyu-Lances, Spam. Maybe some of the glitchy code from that suit is still-
*YOU’R3 NOT M4KING ME GO F[[ifty percent off!]] AN YWH3RE. I [[love]] HER AND SHE [[loves]] ME.
*Clem, back off and let him go to her. There’s nothing we can do; if they love each other-
*No!! I refuse to believe that he’s ruining himself like this again!
Stray bits of water went flying from Clem’s eyes as she pointed at Spaul, who continued to glare up at her.
*First with Mike, then with the suit! I’m not letting him run into another thing he knows nothing about and come out even worse than he was before! His sales are one thing, but his body and voice…! I…
It was then she became acutely aware of everyone, including Spaul, looking at her in concern. Weakly, her hand lowered and she looked around at all of them before resting at smallest salesman amongst them.
*I…don’t want to lose you again, White…
*[Hazelnut] S4ID THE SAM3 THING.
He walked up to her, but didn’t put a comforting hand on her or any other similar gesture. He just simply slicked his hair back as he continued to speak.
*AND YOU W0N’T. NO MOR3 GOING [[*unintelligible laughter*]] 0R [[filming monster movies]]. 1’M NOT LETTING YOU OR HER [[see it today!]] AT MY M0ST [*mocking laughter*] EVER 4GAIN. ALL OF THAT HAPP3NED BECAUSE OF [[unexpected snag in shipping.]] S0…let’s avoid that in the future, okay? All of you.
That last bit was more of a murmur, but everyone heard it. All of them were just so surprised that White Addison, the eager-to-please-and-apologize of the five, was saying and doing all of this. He knew the risks, he had to! And yet…
*S0, L1KE I SAID. I’M [[round-trip flight]] TO [Hazelnut]’S [[cozy cottage]] WHIL3 MY STORE [do you want to reset?]. COME OR DON’T. [[Help me…]] OR D0N’T. I’M SUR3 SHE’D [[heart]] TO SEE YOU ALL AGAIN.
No one moved.
*…Go on ahead, Spaul. The others just…need some time to realize you’ve changed. I’m sure you’ve noticed that already.
*We’ll be here for you whenever you need us. I will, at least.
*…THANKS, SAFF.
And so Spaul pushed past Clem and further into the alley ahead, towards the outskirts of Castle Town and towards Eileen’s house. Hoping all the way that what just happened wasn’t a repeat of what had gone down in the Cyber Grill 26 years ago.
*I hope he knows what he’s doing…
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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Pardon the intrusion , but my dear associate had informed me that one of you was responsible for my flower displays ? I simply MUST thank you for your work , though she did miss the little detail I included about extra sunflowers buuuuut !! Still , at least someone has an eye for fashion .
*Oh! Hello there, sir. Can I help you?
Saffron is the one that speaks as the avian-like Addison approaches he and Clem out on the street, the two of them running to go pick up an order from the Castle Cafe. They’re no stranger to the more bird-like versions of themselves out there, so they stand there and listen to what he has to say.
A female who ordered flower displays for work…it was probably a long shot, but Addisons didn’t normally employ others in their shops unless they were just that busy. It would be worth a shot to ask!
*Oh, splendid! I am happy that my work is receiving such acclaim in your store, especially from you, the owner, yourself. I’d be happy to do it again; what is your name?
*And, uh, we got a question. That associate’s name wouldn’t happen to be “Eileen”, would it? We…have a feeling something’s happening to her. And not something good.
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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So, you Addisons are just gonna' sit by and let your old co-worker have the shit beaten out of him? I thought you guys cared.
*God-What do you want us to do?! Get flattened by a tail or scorched by a cannon shot?? No thanks. This is between the three of them. We’re not getting involved anymore until he’s out of that thing. And when we do-
*They’re-*hic* They’re right, though…
*Navy, relax. You are intoxicated, you can’t think straight.
*They are, though! My Shield Ring, Coral’s Freeze Ring…we should be trying to do something! Instead we’re…ugh…
Coral moved towards Navy, rubbing his back a little as Saffron moved away to clean up the glasses. And maybe grab him some water, as well.
*Navy…any help we would try to provide would probably make things worse. Or put ourselves in danger. Besides, remember when we met Spafnir and how angry he got at me and my ring before he saw how nice I was?
*No…
*Of course not…Well, in any case…we would probably throw him off. Let’s just let him do his thing, okay? We have to have faith he’ll win by himself!
*Yeah, Coral’s right. We just gotta hang out here and have faith in him. And have no more drinks, ok, buddy?
Navy squirmed for a moment, running a hand along his hair as he met Clem’s eyes. They were stern, but not necessarily mean. He sighed.
*…Okay…
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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*…I hope Eileen made it home okay. That she was able to calm Spamton down and make him stop.
*…I hope so too, Navy.
This fleeting moment of hope amongst the four Addisons was interrupted by whirring and clanking in the very near vicinity. Thump. Thump. Thump. Clem ran out to investigate, and when she turned her head back inside the shop to the others, her expression was one of complete panic.
*Guys? Eileen’s okay, but…I don’t think Spam is.
The rest of the group quickly moved to look outside and see what was happening. And what they saw chilled them, just as much as it had chilled Clem.
Spaul, still in his NEO body, was looking over them. Eileen perched in his open palms. He spared a glance down to see them, registering them…but not leaping at them in rage like before.
*Spaul?! What are you doing with Eileen?!
*Spaul, for the love of Queen, you need to stop this! Let Eileen go! What you want is literally the thing that will hurt you most, don’t you see that?!
*Spaul! Please…listen to us.
…Did the light that flooded at them from his eyes seem…deader, than before?
His wingspan rose to shield all of them from the street lights. His voice fluctuating between a delicate whisper and ear piercing distortion.
*…ST0P TRY1NG TO [[stop! please!]] ME. I’VE MADE MY [[choice]]…4ND IT WAS THE WRONG ONE. [[I’m so stupid…]]
*Oh, Spaul…
*BUT I….I-I-I-I-I—C4N’T STOP. I can’t. NOT 4FTER ALL THE [[$&@!]] I’VE DONE. FOR [Hazelnut]’S $AKE…[I’ll do anything.] TO PR0TECT HER. TO…TO [[ ]] HER.
He gently set her down on one of the trash heaps that was close to his shop. Smiling at her with a dead, forced on smile before he brought his face as close down to his Addisons as he could. Sending a clear message.
*YOU CAN’T [[stop.]] M3. YOUR [[ring ring~]]S C4N’T [[stop…]] ME EITHER-EITHER. SO DON’T TRY. G3T OUT OF HERE. BEFORE I MAKE YOU.
*Spamton…we-
*[[Get o-]] G 3 T 0 U T!!!!
The four Addisons had little choice if they wanted to survive. With pained looks, the four of them took off in the other direction, back towards their apartment. Or at least somewhere they could look at him safely. That done, Spaul stood back up, wings going back down. He walked gently over to Eileen, before sitting down next to her.
*…This is all I can do now. [[Commit crimes]] TO THE TH1NGS I’VE D0NE [[for you ❤️]]. I…
But he cut himself off. Nothing else he could say would even come close to defeating what he was doing. But he knew he was doing what he believed was the right thing. If he couldn’t kill anymore, he had to keep her by his side, no matter what. And this was the best place to do just that.
He looked up into the night sky. The self-loathing and shame grew stronger with each passing minute.
-aul? Spaul! Stop it! Stop this!! God, what have I done…?
Asks for Spaul NEO, the Addisons, and the String Puller are now back open! But [[only for a limited time!]], as this final phase is going to be short (hopefully lol). Ask away if you so desire!
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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Another late night , the distant hum from the city's low hanging cables combined with chattered among those still gathered outside Yellow's shop . Safe to say , she clocked out just before the rush . Her plan was to stop at the night market for a few essentials , however her thoughts were clouded by an unmistakable glow coming from Spaul's shop . Although having barely left his new "sanctuary" , it was pretty unusual for the sign to be on . Specially when he could no longer fit through the door . Curious , she wandered closer , observing the mess left behind from his previous visit . Bags , candy wrappers , even a few bows that were torn off some of the Christmas gifts he received . Then she hears it . Voices . A range of different types whispers among each other . Not only did she discover some of his inventory had been rearranged , but there appeared to be quite a few bits of loose code scattered among his desk . Her concern only heightened ; when the remains of his rotary dial are found dangling from the ceiling . Boots click in unison , gently nudging some of the scattered debree along with a discolored gem that sparkled in a dim , florescent light . The room reveilles itself in better tone as she summons her own source to guide through the mess , a single arrow riddled with static . Either the place was being robbed ; or Spaul found one more circus act to put on and surprise her with .
*Oh my god, this is what he’s doing business out of?! Like I know he said the landfill, but I didn’t think he literally meant the landfill…
*E-Even if it wasn’t in the garbage, it’s a mess. Look at this phone! I know it was obvious but he was definitely not sane when he decided to put himself in that body-
*Ya think, Navy?! This is horrible; I don’t know whether to be mad at him or for him!! Next thing we’re doing when he get him out of that damn suit is getting him a storefront-
*Which is part of why we’re here. To try to look for stuff about Eileen, remember, everyone? Come on, let’s get…
The Addisons were crowded around Spaul’s desk, trying to both understand just what sort of conditions he was forcing himself to work under and trying to find more about this Eileen that was key to why he had done this to himself. Saffron had turned around to start looking, and hopefully get everyone’s minds off of the condition of the store, when he noticed a light glimmering from further towards the entrance.
An auburn haired girl with equally amber eyes stared back at him, and he gasped slightly as he saw her. Enough that Clem took notice.
*Saffron? Why the hell did you stop-Oh.
And just like that, the other three Addisons had noticed the presence of the strange Lightner. Wait…could she possibly be…
*H-Hello. We’re friends of Spaul, his Addisons. Are you friends with him, too…?
Navy asked that question as delicately as possible, hoping that she would end up being the fabled “Eileen” that was supposed the unintentional cause of this problem.
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thebigshotman · 2 years
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Ding -a-ling~!
The smell of freshly-baked goods would lure anyone off these streets— aplenty folks had entered for their weekly shopping trip and among rows of pasta and other editables the cherub finds exactly what she'd been picking up . A display of bagels . CD Bagels . The same type if not fresher splurged on her trips to Castletown as little 'gifts' for a certain avian . To say she was gobsmacked would be an understatement ; even more as nobody had informed Eileen that there was other places to buy food at besides The Color Café . Perhaps it's a minor embarrassment that she didn't bring her coverup , and the excited puff of those ivory feathers are starting to become a distraction , even as she stares prolongingly at the bagel case like some dog . [ A special request for Clem, as promised. ]
Clem is out the back at the moment, taking a nice and long smoke break. Honestly, those two customers had pushed her to the brink of her tolerance, especially because they kept talking about…him. So a smoke break is just what she needs.
At hearing the dinging of the entrance/exit door, however, she hurriedly stamps it out and goes to attend to the counter. A long breath of smoke exhales from her lips, clouding around the exit door until it finally disperses.
A Lightner, huh. This is an exciting occasion, for sure! Putting on her best business face after all of…that, she walks over to the bagels to assist her.
*…Hello there, Miss. Can I assist you with your purchase? I can recommend CD Bagel flavors, or even help you bag them up!
*We also have Self-Flavored Teas. The perfect gift for a friend!
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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[TXT]: Hey guys! Sorry we aren’t back yet, but we didn’t even get to the cafe until now. We met up with a Yellow Addison named Marigold who had some interesting news for us.
[TXT]: Well in that case we could definitely make an exception lol
[TXT]: What did they tell you? Stuff about Spaul?
[TXT]: Even better! Stuff about Eileen.
[TXT]: She works for them and said that about a week ago when this whole thing started Spaul came through and nearly trashed the whole block. And then…he apologized and left. But more importantly, Eileen lives somewhere on the outskirts of the City!
[TXT]: That’s definitely a nudge in the right direction, right?
[TXT]: I’d say anymore and they would’ve given us her exact address! Sure it’s a lot of ground to cover but there’s four of us y’know?
[TXT]: We did have to buy stuff from them to get them to talk though, so we apologize for the tacky sweaters we’ll also be arriving with
[TXT]: But no sweat right? It’s Christmas lol
[TXT]: …What the hell did he do to himself?
[TXT]: We’re starting our search tomorrow. We need to do…something. Even if that something isn’t a lot. Does everyone agree?
[TXT]: Yes.
[TXT]: Yeah of course!
[TXT]: Yep.
[TXT]: We gotta get him out of there before he hurts himself. At least anymore…
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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I don't get it, what's wrong with Lighteners? You guys have an issue with them or something??
*Oh my gosh, of course not!! Lightners are amazing, we do business with them all the time! They truly are the reason we exist, hehe~. And the Delta Warriors and their friends, so nice! So no, we don’t have a problem with them…but…
After growing so chatty all of a sudden, Coral suddenly ceased doing so. Brushing back her ponytail in anxiousness as Clem, laughing mirthlessly, continued her thought.
*…Interacting with them outside of sales is dangerous business. It starts as them being just another valued customer, and you’re just getting to know each other better, but before you know it…you get entangled in their affairs. Darkners are only supposed to help Lightners, not interfere with their lives.
*And if Spaul’s feelings for her are what I think…god, he’s so stupid…
She huffs, aggravated, before turning to look in your general direction. Water pricking at the edges of her eyes.
*Falling in love with a Lightner is practically suicide. For both your business and you. I’m sure he knows that…and yet…
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thebigshotman · 1 year
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Random small HC/lore drop about Spaul and his Addisons since they are back in the picture:
Addisons, every generation so far (we are currently at generation 3), have the innate ability to speak at a breakneck pace if they do choose. Y’know, like those rapid-fire disclaimers at the end of radio commercials? Exactly like that.
While past generations used to do it while listing off the fine print for customers, and while doing so would create loud or distracting situations, so when a customer claimed they were never read the fine print an Addison could say “we did! You just never heard us”, this generation…doesn’t.
Navy does sometimes due to the nature of his business, but the other three normally don’t. They just save it for situations where they need to talk really fast most of the time anymore. Like when they’re really busy, for instance.
But White? He could just never pick it up. No matter how much they tried to teach him. One of the reasons all of his products routinely bombed was because he was forced to list off all the fine print at a normal pace, and customers got pissed off at all the catches and left. He got other Darkners to do it for him once he made it big.
Now as Spaul, he can just play a voice clip of the rapid-fire legalese if he needs to. Example, of him encountering a customer who got scammed and came back the next day.
“*G00D POINT P4L!!! BUT YA $EE [[OfferValidOnlyOnSelectDaysAndItems]] AND Y3STERDAY 4ND THAT [[bubbly fruity drink]] WEREN’T 0NE OF TH3M!!!”
He means the poison he sells, of course.
Sometimes his voice filters end up speeding it up even more than it already is. Which can be a problem if he doesn’t want to actively scam someone (I.E his friends).
But yeah! A little tidbit that’s been drifting in my head for a while that I wanted to share. Hope you enjoyed!
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thebigshotman · 2 years
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The Reunion (Epilogue)
*Here we are, Spaul. This is where we live now.
(Saffron cracked the door open, revealing the fifth-floor suite where him and the other Addisons lived now. And he couldn’t have done it any quicker, as Spaul darted into the luxurious apartment without another single, overjoyed thought.
It had been an few hours since their meet up in the tea house, and all five were full with food and tea…and money, in Spaul’s case. The Addisons were quite surprised to find he ate money-and called it ‘Kromer’, something he had never once called it before-but they didn’t really mind. It had been a nice afternoon nonetheless.)
*H0LY [Cungadero] IS THIS PLACE NICE!!! IT’S REAL [five-star penthouse suite]!!
(He frame-skipped onto the sofa, grinning even wider than usual as he got comfy. Boy, would he love to live here…
Wait, was that what was about to happen?!
The Addisons all pulled up chairs from the table to face him, all looking between each other for a moment. It was only after that that Coral walked up to Spaul, handing him a stack of 2000 Dark Dollars. His glasses started flashing, alternating colors as he looked between them and the money.)
*2000 FR3E KROMER!! U [[really really shouldn’t have]]!! BUT…WHY??
*Well, uhh…we came to an agreement last night about helping you get off the streets. Please listen to the whole thing before you say anything.
*…I [[request accepted]].
(Coral-the one designated to say this-shifts uncomfortably. They had no idea last night when they agreed to this that he ate money to live. But…it’s too late to turn back. So she says what they planned anyway.)
*…That money is what you’ll be using to buy your new apartment. This was a very spur-of-the-moment decision for us to come meet you today, so we didn’t have time to buy you one on our own. But there’s some relatively good ones on the lower floors here that will suit you well, we think! So we pooled our free time money together and got 2000 DD for you.
*Just make sure to keep it separate from your other money, okay? Wouldn’t want our generosity to go to waste.
(Clem smirks at Spaul, face still tear stained, until she notices he’s holding the money a bit too tightly. She motions for him to speak, to which he gladly does. In a voice that’s…a bit too panicked for their liking.)
*THE [genorisity] IS GR3ATLY APPRECIATED!!! BUT-BUT-BUT 1’M A [one-star] SALESM4N!1! MY SALES 4RE [[rapidly-shrinking]] AND [[falling fast]]!! H0W AM I GOING TO [your rent payment is due immediately.] IF I C4N’T [[make money fast]] KROMER?!?!
(The newly appeared marbles on his glasses are shaking as he eyes them all, clutching the Kromer like a lifeline. They’re all silent for a good while, about a solid minute, until-)
*…You can sell free samples of our products.
(Everyone’s heads swivel to Navy, who looks quite overwhelmed all of a sudden. But he presses on nonetheless.)
*You said something about only selling one legitimate product, right? Well, how about selling five? Just small little free samples, like a clip on flower from Saffron or something. Yeah, sure, we’ll get business off of it, but we’ll promote you, too! That way, you’ll be more than able to afford the rent! I-I think…
(He scratches his head awkwardly, fully prepared for Spaul to reject the idea. Fortunately, that never comes.)
*WHAT-WHAT-WH4T A [[amazing offer]]!! IT’LL BE JUST LIKE TH3 [back in my day…] WHEN I WOULD [customer assistance]!!! A DE4L’S A D3AL!!
(He just seems happy to be working together again. Navy sighs in relief at that, turning to the other Addisons for confirmation. They all nod, too, thankfully.)
*…We will get to work on that and deliver them to your shop as soon as possible.
*Y-Yeah! Not that bad of an idea!
*…Sure.
(Clem smirks when she says that, though. About to reveal one last thing.)
*You can crash here for the night. Pull out the sofa and rest up. That is, if you-
(She doesn’t get a chance to finish that sentence, as she gets squeezed into a hug once more by Spaul. Another crying sound clip, too. He’s really, really savoring every second of this.)
*TH4NK YOU, [self-flavored teas]!!!
*…Clem, I mean. I won’t let you guys down. I promise.
(And so another group hug ensues, and a hectic 48 hours in the life of four Addisons and their long-lost puppet and youngest member comes to a close.
Overly sappy, one might say. But none of them mind. They wouldn’t have it any other way.
They’re a family again.)
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thebigshotman · 2 years
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The Reunion (Part 2)
(All of the Addisons nod together, in perfect sync in their desire to learn what happened. Nodding back, Spaul leans back in the chair. Guess he should start from the very beginning…)
*BEFOR3 QUEEN THREW ME OUT, I [[pick up the phone and call-]] ONE L4ST TIME. BEGGED HIM TO [help me, please!] AGA1N. BUT ALL THAT CAME OUT W4S [[*vicious screaming*]]…I BLACKED OUT.
*WH3N I CAME TO…I WAS IN A [garbage disposal] AND H4D MY [%#&$] [[free translation software]]. THEIR WASN’T ANYTHING I COULD’VE DONE TO [change] WHAT HAPPENED. I W4S A HOM3LESS [[Puppet Boy]] NOW…4ND I HAD TO [accept the terms and conditions].
(He rubs his eyes underneath his glasses, wiping away tears that aren’t there. He doesn’t take long to get back to the story though, for their sake.)
*I W4S CONVICED TH4T THE [[workout-ready body]] IN THE BASEMENT OF HER MANSION WAS TH3 [key to success] S0 I-I-I-I KEPT TRYING TO BREAK IN. TO [[download complete]] MYSELF INTO IT. BUT N0THING WORKED. [Easels] GAVE ME [[participation award]] BUT THAT WAS IT. SO I…gave up.
(He chooses to skip over the struggles for food, Kromer or otherwise. The times he called out Navy’s name, and only his, hoping he could hear him. The many sleepless nights. If they have time to hear that, they have time to hear about what happened between him and Kris.
The most unforgivable thing he did.)
*BUT THEN TH3 [Angels] C4ME. Y’KNOW, THOS3 FIVE LIGHT nERS??? KR1S-THE [[ripe blueberries]]-GOT SEPERATED FR0M THE OTHERS. I FOUND THEM [[alone on a Friday night?]] AND STRUCK A [d3al] WITH THEM. EVENTUALLY THEY-THEY-THEY MADE IT TO MY [homemade store front site] IN THE [[landfill]] AND I…
(He suddenly becomes quite animated, mimicking how he got them to go along with his plans.)
*W3 CAN BECOME [[BIG SHOTS!!!]] TOGETHER!! JUST GET ME THE EmptyDisk FR0M THE [broken down robot] 4ND THEN I CAN [Hyperlink Blocked]!!!
(He laughs manically in self pity, scaring the Addisons even more than the stern, non-commercial interruption just now did. His hand slams into the table, and stays there until he speaks again.)
*4ND THE L1TLLE [slime] TH3Y DID IT!! I TRANSFERRED MY [Hyperlink Blocked] TO THE Disk AND GOT T0 TH3 [[discarded machine]]!!! AND THEN-AND THEN-AND THEN-4ND TH3N
(He just…kind of stops, glasses freezing over and body halting mid-gesture. Navy reaches out to try to touch him, just as scared as he is worried, when little black, shaking dots appear in Spaul’s glasses. The two lock eyes as the puppet’s movement resumes.)
*…I [becomed] NEO. I G0T [[phenomenal cosmic power]] TH4T I WAS GOING TO US3 TO [see what’s mine and take it]!!! BUT I ST1LL HAD [wires]…AND EVERY WH3RE I LOOKED I [[you’re not a real salesman!]]. IT W4S [0/10, would not recommend]!!!
(That particular clip of Navy’s biting words makes him pull back, wordlessly pulling out the tissues he had packed. He doesn’t do anything with them, but he refuses to meet Spaul’s eyes as he continues.)
*BUT KR1S WAS THERE. TH3 [little sponge] AND THEIR [HeartShapedObject]. S0 I-I-I-I-I
*Tried to kill them. Them and their friends.
*BUT AS I WAS DOING THAT THEY WERE [free as a bird] M3!!! OR SO I THOUGHT…I’M SURE THEY [[that’s a wonderful idea!]] TOO. BUT ALL IT D1D WAS [[disconnected from the server]].
(He breaths in and out unevenly, that giant bandaid having finally been peeled off. He doesn’t meet any of their gazes anymore, instead taking on a reflective tone-minus his commercials, obviously-as he wraps things up.)
*I OFFERED TH3M MY [designer glasses] AS THANKS. SO I COULD COME WITH THEM AND HELP THEM OUT, BUT…THE [little sponge] THREW M3 AWAY.
(His face glitches, his glasses briefly turning into the battered, broken state they were in at the moment. Clem and Coral notice and their eyes widen, but just like that Spaul’s back to normal.)
*I BL4CKED OUT AGAIN AFTER THAT. AND [[well, how did I get here?]] IN CASTLE TOWN. B4CK IN MY DUMPSTER. WH1CH IS WH3RE I [[place of residence]]. SURE NOW I HAVE [friends] BUT…
(He takes his glasses off. His dull, beady black eyes looking at all of them and none of them.)
*I never stopped wondering where you were, and if you were looking for me, too.
*All I wanted was my old life back. Never realizing the [[failsafes]] I was taking to do so. Turning into a [long-nosed doll], and then almost a [serial killer on the loose]…you must be-must be-must be-be-be-be
(His entire body glitched, resulting in him now having his glasses back on and looking intently forward. The marbles in his lenses now darting between all of them in an almost panicked way.)
*1’M [[sincerest apo-]] I’M [terribly sorry for-] GODDAMNIT I C4N’T EVEN [[sorry for your experience]] RIGHT!!!!
(He slammed his head on the table, a piece of plastic from his forehead hitting Clem in the shoulder. She hissed in pain, but her expression…surprisingly, didn’t change all that much. Spaul kept his head on the table, but seemed to finally regain control of his voice enough to say what he wanted to say.)
*…I’m sorry. For everything. You-You-YOU DON’T H4VE TO [[like and subscribe]] BUT…I MEAN IT.
(He slowly raises his head, gasping at seeing the stained plastic in Clem’s hand. He squeezes his eyes shut in distress, bracing for the worst.)
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The Reunion (Part 1)
(The eyes of all four Addisons drift over to a partially obscured figure in the corner, munching on Dark Candy with a painted on smile on his face.
The smile opens to receive the candy, but doesn’t leave. He’s got clothes they don’t remember him ever wearing, cheek blush like a puppet of some kind-oh crap, is he made of plastic now?! His hair is also covered with a ridiculous amount of hair gel, but looks distinctly fake in places. And his glasses completely cover his eyes, pink on one lens and yellow on the other.
…Is this…really Spamton? The little White Addison that they once knew? Only one way to find out.
Slowly, they make their way over to him, filling the ranks at the private five person table. It’s not until he finishes the candy that he’s working on that the puppet lifts his head up.
And his head immediately glitches, an immensely surprised, anxious, yet saddened face appearing in between the pixels. He’s changed so much, yet they haven’t changed even a little. But they don’t get to actually see that face, as when the glitching stops he’s just sitting straight forward. Opaque lenses making it hard to determine if he’s looking at any of them in particular.)
*…H3Y EVERY .
(The Addisons, minus Navy, gasp at the bitcrushed corruption of his voice. Not just his body, but his delicate little voice, too?! While his colleagues are finding words, Navy is the one to take the initiative.)
*…Hello, Spamton. Or perhaps “Spaul” would be better?
*…SPAUL IS…F1NE.
(Spaul looks like he’s physically restraining himself. But Navy continues.)
*It’s lovely to see you again. Truly. It’s a shame that you’re in this strange puppet body, but…you’re a sight for sore eyes.
(Coral and Saffron nod, and so does Clem…after a delay. Great. Still, Spaul seems to loosen a little at that.)
*U GUYS 2.
*Oh, Spaul…I ran into one of your duplicates yesterday. “Skuld”, I believe. You don’t need to hide anything from us. So please…talk freely.
(…Skuld?? Really?! Geez, out of all of the other hims to meet…still, he believes the Blue Addison. Loosening up a little more, he acts on the advice Eileen gave him.)
*…SO…H0W IS EV3RY BUDDY’S [[business reports]]?? GOOD I [hopes and dreams].
(…Now this shakes up even Clem. The commercial interruptions in his voice tend to startle everyone when he first meets them, but…this particular case hurts him the most. He knew they would react like this…and yet…)
*…Our sales and businesses, you mean? Quite good, strangely enough. Moving to Castle Town was definitely a change, but…things are doing alright.
*Not as good as they were back in Cyber City, though! Probably cause there’s so many other Addisons now…
*Skuld…actually ripped off a piece of my walls, yesterday. But y’know, besides that…
(Clem doesn’t saying anything aside from a positive nod of her head. This is followed by an awkward silence, during which the Addisons don’t dare to ask him the same thing. They have no idea if that’s still a sore spot or not.)
*TH-TH-TH4T’S-S GOOD. I’M [[100% Certified]], I [meen] 1T. N0W….let’s see, what are more [[Icebreakers Cube Candies]]…
(He seems to be mentally fumbling for something, most likely another simple question to ask his former friends. He’s about to break the silence with anything, anything at all, when-)
*Spaul, enough. You don’t need to pretty this shit up for us. It’s clear that you’re messed up, and there’s a reason behind it. And that reason is where you’ve been all this while.
(Spaul makes a Windows error noise in fright from Clem suddenly speaking. Not overly aggressively, as expected, but…it still has a bite to it. The other three turn to her as she continues.)
*We’re happy you’re okay. And we mean that… “100% Certified”…too. But if you don’t tell us what the hell happened to you, that’s all we’re gonna be. So…what happened?
(The little puppet…they’re not even sure how to describe it. His glasses fuzz over into a haze of static, and they all share glances with each other. Clem in particular falls dead silent, worried that she was a bit too harsh. Figuring that he’s feeling turmoiled about whether to say what happened, the rest of them pipe up, too.)
*Yeah, come on! Tell us! Going silent like this is just making us even more worried than we already are!
*We’re Addisons. We’ll be able to figure out what you’re saying.
*Please, Spaul. We promise not to judge until you’ve finished your story.
(His body just sits there for another moment or two, now starting to genuinely unnerve them in the process. But after another moment, there’s a loud hiss of static from his voice box-startling them-and he lurches forward, head lowered.
Hands on the table, he slowly raises it back up. Meeting all of their gazes individually before sighing.)
*Ok…I’ll tell you guys. BUT N0 [[guilty or not guilty]] UNT1L I FINISH!!
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