*shyly knocking on your door*
Hi!! <33
Stopped by to ask you if you knew @supershadicx250 did this lovely VO? :)
https://youtu.be/77jWyfoVsVs
(I'm still processing how actually creepy Eclipse is there x'D)
Hey!!! Oh my gosh, I had an anon telling me about this, too, and AHHH!!! Congrats on getting your animatic dubbed! That's amazing and wholly deserved!!! ♥
I am in love with the voice acting! I am stunned by how well the VA capture Eclipse's anger and dangerousness and general ickiness, and ohhh, the vigilante's was so well done too! I am obsessed with picturing Eclipse singing like that, just his voice, no music, no other sound but him, and how it really tenses the entire scene! *mwah* Beautiful work!
Everyone, check this out! It's amazing!
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21. W/ Benrey and Gordon (or Dr. Coomer and Bubby, doesn't really matter)
I kinda remixed your request, but it turned out really funny imo so hopefully that's okay!
prompts here
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“You!”
Benrey lifted his head up from where it was dangling half off the couch to look at Gordon, who had just stomped into the living room in a fit of frustration. That seemed like pretty typical Gordon behavior to Benrey, so he responded in his own typical fashion. “Huh?” He said, face blank.
“It was you!” Gordon pointed an accusational finger at Benrey, giving him absolutely nothing else to go on. Benrey had no clue what was going on, so he gave Gordon a broad grin and spread his arms, letting his Playstation controller fall to the ground in the process.
“It was me!” He declared, hoping that was the right answer.
“Of course it was. Of course. Only you would do some freak shit like this.” Gordon stormed over to him and tried to look intimidating. Benrey didn’t bother to make himself any less boneless on the couch. “I just have one question, and I’m begging you to give me a straight answer because I am wracking my fucking brains trying to figure this out. Why? Why did you do it?”
“Uh.” Benrey still had no idea what he was being accused of, so he went through his normal list of rationale to figure out what kind of response Gordon was expecting. “Because I’m so cool?” Gordon’s scowl deepened like his eyebrows were trying to tie themselves into a knot, so that probably wasn’t right. Benrey tried again. “Because you’re so sucks?”
“None of that explains why you’d take a bite out of a stick of butter, Benrey!”
Benrey recoiled, only just barely managing to pull himself into an upright sitting position before he fell off the couch entirely. “Eugh! What?”
“That’s what I’m asking!” Gordon threw his hands in the air, exasperated. “Why did you do it?”
“I didn’t do it! That’s fucking nasty, bro!”
“What? Of course you did!” Gordon clearly hadn’t been prepared for that response, but he wasn’t buying it. “Who else would do something weird like that?”
“I dunno!” It was Benrey’s turn to point at Gordon in accusation. “Maybe it was you! Huh? Maybe you did it, Mayonnaise Boy.”
“Why would I do it?!”
“Because you eat gross shit. Like mayonnaise.”
“Dude, there is a world of difference between putting mayo on sandwiches and taking a bite out of a fucking stick of butter!”
“A likely story.” Benrey fixed him with his best “security guard who knows you pulled some bullshit” glare. “You’re just trying to lead me off the scent. Tryna, tryna red herring me? Is that it? Trying to act like you’re not some kinda butter monster?”
“I’m not! I think that’s what you’re doing!” Gordon poked a finger into Benrey’s chest in a manner that was, quite frankly, rude.
Before their argument could devolve even further, Dr. Coomer strolled into the room. “Ah! Hello, gentlemen! What seems to be the cause of the ruckus?”
“Benrey here won’t own up to taking a bite out of my butter!” Gordon said, like a child snitching on their sibling to their parents.
“Ah, that reminds me!” Coomer smiled. “Thank you for leaving such a delicious buttery snack in your refrigerator, Gordon!”
There was a long moment of silence as both Gordon and Benrey stared at Coomer, whose smile did not falter. Eventually, Benrey was the one to break the silence, just barely muffling a laugh in his hand. “Oh my god,” He muttered, still laughing softly.
“Dr. Coomer,” Gordon spoke very slowly, as if scared what the answer might be, “Did you take a bite out of the butter in the fridge?”
“Yes! I do love a good old Log Of Butter as an afternoon snack. Though, Gordon, you should probably invest in the unsalted variety. It will be better for you in the long run!” Dr. Coomer’s poker face was impeccable, though his mustache twitched with the hint of humor when that made Benrey laugh so hard he finally fell off the couch entirely.
“Coomer,” Gordon repeated, horrified. “Why?”
“Gordon. I was hungry.”
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