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tboytoby · 7 years

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Clutz and Tomalgam (And a lil SepraTorm at the start)

@tomalgam @rejectclone Here it is! The format’s a little odd since we used MSPARP to do this.

Warning: It’s a little long

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Clutz: Clutz is an Edd clone, this he knows. However, something he doesn't know, and would very much like to, is why he came out the way he did. He can't do a lot right. One of the few things that he can do correctly, though, is break things. He's broken more fragile items than he's even able to count anymore and as much as he hates it, it's who he is. He's tried everything but he just can't stop being so clumsy. At this point he's begun to think he was born with two left feet. What would that look like? He looks like he has a left and right foot that should work normally.. The clone is suddenly torn out of his thoughts about why he is the way he is as he trips on his shoelaces for the fifth time today. "Ow.." He lets out a soft sigh, ignoring the pain in his hand. He appears to have scraped something. Again. It's quite hard to keep a positive personality when all you do is fail at basic things such as tying your shoes. And walking.

Separatorm: Well heres him, whos him? He is Separatorm, A reject. He was made when a tom clone and a tord clone somehow were messed with like play dough. They were smushed together than pulled apart. They didn't fully separate. Thats how they got their name. Separatorm. Even with this small little fact, for some reason, these clones liked each other, a lot. More like loved. how? we'll never know. They just love themselves. No fighting. They love themselves so much they speak in one voice all the time, unless there's an argument...but that's rare! They almost don't have any arguments. They sigh, with that giant mouth of there's. They were just leaning against a wall until they saw Clutz. They wave, and smile. And walk over. "You alright?"

((wheezes

((You did a good, babe

((I'm just gonna quickly have a shower while we wait for Candy uvu

((k

((im also getting lowkey tired

((might d i e

[4'2"] Scribble Tom [7'2"] Tomalgam (Candy) [] joined chat.

SCRIBBLE: shit one sec-))

Torm|Clutz (Sky)'s connection timed out.

TOMALGAM: Big ol' Tomalgam was not really your average clone. Some just had little defects, like not having the same interests as the originals, or some were fused, but Tommie was very different. Standing at seven feet tall, with a couple of inches on top of that, he had a face made up of ten "eyes" and three mouths (one in the normal place, one on his cheek, and one above his eyebrow). That wasn't counting the other one on his neck, either. Six arms and four legs, walking was a nightmare for the poor babe. His torso was too heavy for his legs to hold up, so often he found himself crawling like a spider. Scuttle, scuttle! Right now the nervous reject was stumbling along, somewhere near that injured-looking Edd clone and the half separated Torm.

SCRIBBLE: *eight arms and six legs

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((Okay i'm finally back

Clutz: Clutz rubs his hand a little. "Yeah, i'm okay. Tha...nks..." He pauses as he looks up at the reject clone before him. He's seen Torm before, even a few different variations of them, but never before has he seen a Torm this... Odd..? He doesn't want to think of the poor clone as scary, as much as they are to him, as that would be judging them just by their appearance and that's rude. He decides to just sit up, instinctively patting and brushing away any dust or dirt that decided to cling to his hoodie and his torn pants. He looks up again to notice a certain multi-limbed Tom clone. The clone looks rather uncomfortable as he walks. Even though Clutz knows he'll probably make it worse, he stands up and attempts to move over to the clone. "Sorry, excuse me." He smiles softly at the Torm clone before walking over to Tomalgam. "Hey, are you oka- Ah!" He trips. Again. He groans softly as he lands face first on the ground. Ow.

((Clutz is great at first impressions

((i,,

((HE MADE SURE TO SAY SORRY BUT HIS MOM SENSES WERE TINGLING

Separatorm: Oh. Hes..kinda..hurt? but he gets it. That tom clone seems like he needs help more than him. He sighs, and just watches, he pats his own back, reassuring himself. Ok, hes good. He coughs though, eugh.

((My replies,,,

((are gonna be short because im v tired

((Is ok

((You is a tired bean

((pat

((//Hugs// My tired bean

((:0

((Tfw you have two unfinished drawings bc you don't have the motivation to finish them

SCRIBBLE: I have to do hw so ill bbl-))

[4'2"] Scribble Tom [7'2"] Tomalgam (Candy)'s connection timed out.

((:0 Okie dokie

((//Pats Jam// You can sleep now bby

((ah,,

((fades into the astral plane

((There they g o

((jk

((hugs u

((now i sleep

((Sweet dreams, babe. Love you <3

((love you too :0

Tom|Seperatorm (Jamie) [] disconnected.

[4'2"] Scribble Tom [7'2"] Tomalgam (Candy) [] joined chat.

((Ayy

SCRIBBLE: Heeey))

((//Faceplants// I'm ded

SCRIBBLE: catches))

SCRIBBLE: same))

((:')

((Do you wanna continue with the rp? :0

SCRIBBLE: Yeah sorry im just drawing-))

((Ooh :0!

SCRIBBLE: Two of the clones mouths yelp, creating a duet of fright. He looks down at the poor reject that just fell at his feet, eyes blinking in confusion. After a moment, three arms are held up to help the chap up. Tommie doesn't talk, he just tilts his head a little.

Clutz: "Thanks." He wipes the area just below his nose, wincing slightly as he sees blood on his hand. "S-Sorry." He feels rather useless. He came over to try and help this poor clone, not to make a fool of himself and have to get help from this poor clone! "I'm fine, i-it happens a lot." He sniffles softly to try and lessen the blood coming out of his nose. He's probably smudged it all over his cheek at this point so he just gives up and gives Tomalgam a reassuring smile.

SCRIBBLE: The maw on his neck chews its bottom lip testily, drawing blood. Tomalgam winces, looking at the blood smudged across this fellow's cheek. He lifts an arm and points at the spot on his own face, then at the place his nose would be if he had one.

Clutz: He wipes the spot a little, mostly cleaning it. "Did I get it?" He looks up at the tall clone's face, only really mildly disturbed by his features. Clutz does, though, notice the chewing from the other's neck mouth. "Oh, are you okay? Does it hurt?" It hasn't even dawned on him the possibility of this Tom clone being mute. He'll probably feel really bad if he gets no response.

SCRIBBLE: He nods at the clone's first question, then an arm lifts and forces the neck's mouth open, ceasing the biting. Another nod, Tomalgam doesn't like talking. He hates his voice :(

Clutz: "Oh, good! Since I was gonna try and come over here to help you anyways." He smiles brightly. And he's obviously helped so much since he moved over here... He quickly dismisses the thought from his mind.

TOMALGAM: Tilting his head again, Tomalgam points at Clutz, eyes blinking. It's meant to be a sort of "who are you?" gesture.

Clutz: He thinks for a second. Oh, right. "Everyone calls me Clutz..." He doesn't really like the name but it's the only one he has. "Can you tell me yours..?"

((Oop brb

TOMALGAM: same-))

TOMALGAM: All of his mouths, save the one on his neck, set in a thin line. After a while, he reluctantly forces out, "Tomal...gam..." His voice is hoarse and rough, and he seems to struggle to talk. Must be difficult with a mouth pressing against his windpipe.

((I LIVE

TOMALGAM: eyy))

Clutz: He jumps slightly, having been just about to ask if the poor guy was mute. "Oh, it's great to meet you Tomalgam!" He doesn't seem to pay any mind to the strain in the poor guy's voice. He's just appreciative that Tomalgam went to the trouble of projecting his voice for him.

TOMALGAM: Nodding again, he holds out a hand for Clutz to shake. He has to stoop a little, tall babe.

Clutz: He laughs softly and takes the tall bois hand. He's smol anyways at a nice 5'6. Taller than his mun by an inch.

TOMALGAM: Coughs. Though his main mouth stays straight unlike him, the one on his cheek hesitantly smiles. Pure boy. Soft boy.

((They were both at 6'0, were they supposed to be? :0

((Cause I'm pretty sure my phone is just bein a butt

TOMALGAM: oh, mustve not worked =]:/))

((What heights were supposed to be there?

TOMALGAM: 7'2" and 5'6"))

((Ah ok!

((Man Clutz is tiny compared to Tomalgam

TOMALGAM: imagine scribbs next to him))

TOMALGAM: three foot))

Clutz: It's okay everyone's gay in Wonderland He softly shakes the tol soft bois hand. Tall soft and small soft. Soft team.

((T INY

TOMALGAM: The tall soft of the soft team points at Clutz various injuries with another arm, head tilted. How the fuck can one guy get so many injuries-

TOMALGAM: imagine if tommie picked scribbs up and fucking wrapped him up in a little arm cocoon-))

((AaAAAA

TOMALGAM: soMEONE NEEDS TO DRAW THAT-))

Clutz: "Hm?" He looks at the arm. "Oh, I'm just really clumsy. I trip a lot.. Fall down stairs... A lot."

Clutz: Hand* hecking

((Aw mAN I WISH I HAD ACCESS TO MY DRAWING TABLET

TOMALGAM: He frowned sadly, that doesn't sound nice. He gently pats the soft smol's head.

TOMALGAM: PATS,))

Clutz: He flinches a little but smiles. He,,, Has a head injury,,,

TOMALGAM: nnnnoooOOOOO- He sees the flinch and frick,,, he hurt him,, He pulls his hand away, fuck, he did bad. "Sorry.." He croaks out.

Clutz: "No, no, it's okay! I just hit my head earlier." Soft comforting arm pat.

TOMALGAM: "No..." He whines, it's all his fault. He sniffles, black liquid starting to ooze from a few of his eyes. He's a big baby.

Clutz: PANIC. He just quickly hugs the poor boy. "No, don't cry!" Or,, Whatever he's doing,, "I-It's okay! It's really not your fault! You didn't know." He buries his face in Tomalgam's hoodie, not wanting to see the poor baby cry. "It's okay. It's okay."

TOMALGAM: ! Snuffle.. four of his arms wrap around the boy, a tight cocooning hold. The other two wipe his eyes. Poor cuties.

Clutz: He smiles softly and rubs his cheek against the big boy(TM). He picked up a few qualities of cats by living with a few stray ones right after everyone escaped. He still owns said cats. Man he loves cats. They're so graceful. Wait he's hugging someone. "Soft." Soft, warm and safe from all of the accidents he has. He's very rarely experienced a hug, let alone one with so many arms.

TOMALGAM: Tomalgam has never been called soft before. Scary, ugly, sometimes even horrifying, but never soft. It makes him feel warm and fuzzy. The other two arms join their brothers around the small boy(TM).

Clutz: He loves the affection. He's p much smothered in arms at this point but he really doesn't mind, as long as he can still breathe he's okay. He lets out a little laugh. "You give great hugs." He absolutely loves compliments. Getting them, giving them. He just loves em.

TOMALGAM: The mouth on his neck makes a little noise of gratitude as the arms hold him tighter. Tomalgam be careful youre going to hurt him-

Clutz: He finds it a little harder to breathe but tries to take no mind to it. He's pretty durable but any tighter and he'll have to call it quits.

TOMALGAM: After a while like this, Tommie finally pulls away. Don't want to kill him on the first date- He looks around, he's getting tired of standing.

Clutz: Lowkey takes in a few deep breaths of air. His legs are starting to get tired so he just sits down on the ground with a soft hum before patting the ground next to him.

TOMALGAM: He slowly sits down, careful to not fall. This is done by crouching, and leaning forwards onto his hands as he sits. Hoo. Job well done.

Clutz: He smiles as a silent 'good job!' before hesitantly leaning on the other. He just likes how warm Tomalgam is.

Clutz: Plus if he's close to someone he feels safer.

TOMALGAM: Tommie feels safer too, he remembers cuddling Good Tord. He misses Good Tord. He puts all his arms around Clutz, pulling him into his lap. Soft.

Clutz: Oop he's a teddy now. He lays happily in Tomalgam's lap, positioning himself as close to the other clone as possible. Aw yeah first friend that isn't dead or a cat.

TOMALGAM: Who says Tomalgam isnt a cat? He'll purr if you stroke him in the right place. He buries him face in the lil ones hair, smiling.

Clutz: Omg He becomes a lil blushing mess. Aaa what is this affection he is receiving.

TOMALGAM: It's affection from a big cuddle monster. Tommie isn't blushing, he probably thinks this is platonic or something

Clutz: He does, too. He's just a lil cutie that gets easily flustered He can't help but giggle. He's a happy smol and he's gotta show it.

TOMALGAM: Tommie laughs too, a gravelly, wheezing noise. Hoo, babe that doesn't sound healthy.

Clutz: He's a bit skeptical but doesn't want to ruin the situation. He can ask about it later. He just adjusts his position to be a little more comfortable.

TOMALGAM: Ruin the situation, eh? Tommie takes this moment to lay down and turn onto his side, Clutz still clutched tightly in his arms. No escape.

Clutz: This is how he dies- He makes sure he's facing the bby as they both lay down. He rests an arm on Tomalgam, just putting the other in a comfy position. He's happy with this.

TOMALGAM: Clutz is now his teddybear. He hasn't been this calm in fucking ages, woah. He could almost... zzzzz...

TOMALGAM: Okay i think im gonna skedaddle for a while, seeeeeeya))

TOMALGAM: tommie will never let clutz escape))

[4'2"] Scribble Tom [7'2"] Tomalgam (Candy)'s connection timed out.

((Oh whoops. Nearly passed out

((I wanted to sleep anyways lmao

Clutz: Aw fuck it's a dang sleepin party. He yawns a little and falls asleep not long after Tomalgam. Sleepy beans.

((And I'm off. Night babies

Torm|Clutz (Sky) [PHONE] [] disconnected

#long post #text post #roleplay #eddsworld roleplay #tomalgam #sepratorm #clutz #clone ocs #tw: minor blood #does the body horror tag fit here #im gonna put it here #body horror

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weirdo-with-a-nametag · 5 years

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Ok @chaoticneutral-bard tagged me, and I have to thank you because I find these things really fun and this is the first time someone has prompted me to answer one. This is really long and I have no idea how to do breaks on mobile, so watch out.

How tall are you: The last time I checked, it was somewhere between 5'4" or 5" and 5'6". But my dad thinks my mom is shorter than me, and her height is over 5'6" so who knows.

What color and style is your hair: orange, mostly straight, the person who last cut my hair called it an "A-line," and my friends wanted to give me an undercut a few weeks ago so that happened.

What color are your eyes: hazel, but really there are rings of color, the inner ring is brown and the outer one is green, which makes the hazel, and a stripe of brown in the left one also. As a kid I overheard the optometrist call it a "pigment leak" when telling my dad that it was stable, and since then I have a habit of checking to make sure my eyes are still the same, so this is detailed.

Do you wear glasses: no, I have had it easy on the eyes get front. If I wore glasses they would constantly get broken, so really my family is the lucky party here.

Do you wear braces: no again, easy genes on teeth too.

What is your fashion style: I have no idea. I have very few clothes, mostly my fault because there are not many clothes I can find for cheap that I like. Tight-fitting pants, soft shirts if they have long sleeves, loose shirts either way, thin jackets or hoodies. The shoes I have right now are steel toed, waterproof boots. If there is a look in there, I am not the one to describe it.

Full name: well, my name is pretty gendered and I would prefer to not be associated with it on here, but in my bio I said to call me Keen and that works, and my last name is Murray.

When were you born: July 3, 2002.

Where are you from and where do you live now: I was born in Charlottesville, Virginia and now live in Portland, Oregon. Supposedly I visited the Atlantic ocean and the DC zoo before I moved, and I am jealous of three-year-old me who still remembered that.

What school do you go to: my school is at the top of a big hill that I have to ride my bike up every day, but there is a public library across the street so I bear no hard feelings.

What kind of student are you: school... Hmm. This year I am an okay student. Getting better. I listen enough, ask questions, and again a decent amount of material. That one obnoxious kid who nobody really messes with because I do get quieter when asked, and I offer support or jokes when needed. But I also procrastinate a lot.

Do you like school: I do. All in all, the good outweighs the bad. School provides a structure I want to go along with, times for classes and eating and places to be. The busywork is tiring, and some teachers are stressful, but for the most part it gives me a constancy I like and helps avoid my general rejection of anything that stays the same.

What are your favorite school subjects: most of the time I just have no favorites. This year my favorite class is Earth Space Science but a lot of what sets that apart is the teacher and an amazing friend who has it with me. I really like math because if the patterns, ASL because I love learning languages, and science. Shop is a lot of fun as well.

Favorite tv shows: this one I have a lot of trouble with. All I can say is that I watched Malcolm In The Middle several times through when I was younger, and that recently I keep going back to The Magicians, because it has a cool take on magic, but mostly because I just really like how it looks. The cinematography and lighting, the characters, I just really enjoy looking at that show. The way I think of its world reminds me of why I loved the Inkheart series, but to a lesser extent.

Favorite books: oh. Books are difficult. I love books. There are so many good ones. I will surely post about books. Right now I have Insomnia and The Drawing Of The Three by Stephen King, Fugitive Six by Pittacus Lore, Fences by August Wilson (this is a play, but I am reading it at the moment), Godless by Pete Hautman, Let's Talk About Love by Claire Kann, and The Other Side Of Normal by Jordan Smoller in progress. Of those I recommend Insomnia, Fences, and Let's Talk About Love (because the protagonist is ace and therefore please read it, and because so far it is good, not typically my favorite genre but still). I really enjoy Discworld books right now, and I read Postcards From No Man's Land by Aidan Chambers a bit ago, also a good book.

Favorite pastime: what I usually do is read or listen to music or talk to my friends to pass time, or maybe origami, but hiking or climbing are probably my favorites. Usually those are not within the scope of reality because of pain or parents or time constraints, but I do plan to hike the PCT a bit after graduation, and that will be amazing.

Do you have any regrets: yes.

Dream job: right now all I want to do is develop the tech or algorithms necessary to get off of this planet, because we are killing it and there needs to be a plan that involves leaving and letting it recuperate.

Would you like to get married: eh, probably. I would like to have someone I want to marry, and vice versa. Right now I simply see nothing like that in my future, but in total my future is fuzzy and I still have no idea how relationships of any kind are supposed to work. I focus on one goal at a time. Right now that goal is to make it to college.

Would you like to have kids someday: I have long believed that my parenting would be damaging to anyone's psyche. If I can get a handle on why I think that, and target the problem, then I would very much like to help someone with their life by being there when they need a parent.

How many: I doubt that I will ever have the means or capacity to take care of more than one kid well, and even if I felt like I could handle it I would still rather dedicate myself to one.

Do you like shopping: food shopping is great, I greatly enjoy when I can go buy food. Clothes shopping is terrible and I and it at all costs. Clothes are expensive and very rarely comfortable.

What countries have you visited: Canada and China, and the US if you count where I live.

What is the scariest nightmare you have ever had: in recent memory, this is a toss up between one where my house was flooded and someone transformed into a dog to get inside my house in order to get my family to welcome them into the family, and then immediately try to kill me, and the one where my mom and I were talking and then a really big cat came up and made like it was going to attack me, but then this random kid who I had been getting to know was a puppy and my mom shoved them toward the cat as a diversion and I still feel the despair and my heart drops when I think about her choice there. That on had me rattled. The other one made me jolt awake. Both were colorful nightmares, so probably not actually the scariest, but memorable and made for good stories.

Do you have any enemies: in general I am pretty peacable, but I just stopped interacting with the two or three people who have come closest to making an enemy of me. There are people I dislike, but it takes a lot to get to that point.

Do you have an s/o: no. I still have a lot of confusion in regards to how to build that type of relationship, and there are maybe two people who could ask me out who I would say yes to, just because for the most part I am too unfamiliar with the inner workings of my friends' minds and there are very few people I feel like I could even start to work out well with.

Do you believe in miracles: I believe in the type of everyday miracle that comes about when you crunch the numbers and find that something really is only barely possible, but live to see it happen anyway.. so yes

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