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illusion133 · 3 months

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Grumpus Headcanon: Claws

Some Headcanons about the different types of claws I gave them

Filbo - Normal painted claws that are easy to damage but are quite sharp. These claws retract under the skin of the grumpus.

Wambus - Long claws that are good for digging dirt. It may seem helpful but it can be an annoyance from time to time since he can accidentally scratch himself or other grumpuses. These claws retract halfway and can grow fast if left unchecked. ( he hates cutting his nails)

Beffica - Sharp and thin claws that can easily slice through hard materials like metal. these claws can also be an annoyance if she wants to scratch her fur. these claws cannot retract.

Gramble - Small and round claws that may not look harmful but they are enough to break through the skin underneath the fur. these claws can be seen through Gramble's fur since he plucked his fur out due to stress.

Triffany - slightly curled Claws are actually the bones that can break out from underneath the tip of her paws. these claws will retract once the skin heals and it slightly hurts.

Wiggle - Very short claws that are only visible due to them being painted green. These claws are harmless and will not hurt any Grump.

Chandlo - Long Like claws that are like wambus but he actually cuts them down or trims them so he doesn't hurt Snorpy. these claws however are not retractable.

Snorpy - Broken Sharp claws from biting them off due to stress. these claws hurt to retract due to the sharp edges around them.

Cromdo - Thick and curly like claws that are used for gripping onto walls or surfaces he can reach. These claws are hard to break but hard to retract back in.

Shelda - Very thin and easy fragile claws. They take a while to retract and She allows them to grow healthy.

Floofty - Long and very sharp painted claws that can dig through someones entire body. Floofty usually scratches at the table when working on something and they cant retract these claws.

Eggabell - short pink painted claws that can lightly scratch a grumpus. these claws can be retracted and she keeps them trimmed everyday.

Lizbert - Damaged and sharp claws from all the adventures and hunting she would do. She has broken a few nails or more but she is proud of it because it shows all her hard work.

Clumby - Sharp, thin, and thick claws that are enough to dig through her desk and everytime she wants the journalist to pay attention she grabs her chalkboard and scratches it a lot. She does not retract them.

Bronica - She doesn't use her claws often but her claws can break out from her paws. though since her claws are longer and more sharper than dull. it makes her bleed a bit.

Alegander - He doesn't have time to cut his claws and they have grown all the way down to his sides along with his messy fur. somebody give this man nail clippers.

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bugswapau · 7 months

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Interview Wambus!

Time to ask the farmer a few questions.

“Have time for an interview?”

Oh, sure! Sounds like a real hoot!

“Who are you?”

Oh, I write about and plant sauces around town! Usually you only find random plants or weeds here, but this island is a agriculturalist’s paradise!

“Uh… And your name…?”

Aw, jeez, right, my name! I’m Wambus Troubleham!

“Why come to Snaktooth Island?”

When I heard about the expedition, I reckoned I may as well keep plantin’ fruits and veggies for the rest of my life... or really broaden my horizons. Follow in my pa’s footsteps!

“Who’s your ‘pa’?”

Ya mighta heard of Griffith Troubleham? He was a chef, as intrepid an adventurer as Eggabell. Our old home was filled to the brim with his family recipes, n’ he passed on his love of cooking to me. Bless his heart!

“Thoughts on Bugsnax?”

Ain’t they really somethin’ else? There’re Bugsnax paintings here that date back a thousand years. The Grumpus civilization rises, falls and gets lost to time, but the Bugsnax are still here. They’re walkin’ archives of everything here!

“Why did you leave town?”

I didn’t leave, per se. More-so just stopped comin’ back. I wasn't even there when the fight broke out! Imagine my reaction when I found Triffany red with anger, ready to claw at Wiggle's throat.

“Is that why you and Triffany split?”

No, no, it's more complicated than that. I really did wanted her to go with me to my farm. But she wouldn't give up her dig site, not even for me. Hmph… What a bonehead!

“Any info on Eggabell?”

Charmin’ young lady, that Eggabell! We rarely met in town at the same time... N’ when we did, it was usually in the medical tent, while Lizbert patched us up. We told each other what we had discovered n’ compared the worst our scars had to offer!

“Jeez! You two got injured that often?”

No adventure is without danger! Well, farmin’ is much less risky, but the Troublehams have pretty unconventional methods. This never sat well with Liz. She hated it when people got hurt, ‘specially when it happened to Egg.

“What happened to Eggabell?”

Y’know, in a place like this there's a good chance you'll fall into a hole or get stuck in a crevasse here or there. Especially with all’a the earthquakes that shake the island… I’d hate to be a Debbie Downer, but it could be a thousand years before anyone finds out what happened to Eggabell.

“Thanks, Wambus. I learned a lot!”

Aw, shucks! Yer too kind! I’m just happy to chip in n’ solve a mystery or two. Oh! And speakin’ of which…

“You have something for me? Did you figure something out?”

Sure thing! Eggabell hid a spare journal in the ruins for safekeeping. I can’t open it without damaging what's inside. I reckon you'll have better luck than me. Anyhoo, sorry for jabberin’ yer ear off! I'd better get back to work, eh?

#bugsnax #bugswap au #wambus troubleham #bugsnax wambus #interviews

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dragonsaltartales · 1 year

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Grumpsona ref? Grumpsona ref!!

Meet Cherrly! They are friendly and shy, but are quite silly when they open up. Their blue fur and hair is really soft and plush. They have central heterochromia in both eyes (green and brown). She doesn’t ever eat Bugsnax as she would prefer petting and drawing them (she is also allergic-). Drawing is their passion and it aids in helping them mull over their reports. They mostly like to doodle others and animals, then occasionally video game characters (mostly Snak-man ghosts, to be honest). He has a few…stalking tendencies as well. This is mostly due to them wanting to get nice doodles of Grumps not ‘posing for the drawing’ so to speak. However, it has gotten her into trouble in the past.

BELONGINGS

GameGrumpBoy + games

Notebook with Snak-man stickers

Multiple sketch books

Pencils and pens

Camera

Cassette recorder/player + blank cassettes and music cassettes

Cherry overalls (doesn’t wear them often as to not wear them out/damage them)

LOVES

-Ashwee- Cherrly’s wife and journalist partner! They met working at GNN. Ashwee complimented their art and it was downhill from that. The usual love story. Cherrly stalks someone she’s interested in and they find it endearing, the typical.

-Snorpy- Despite his initial suspicions of the duo, Cherrly quickly found him fun to be around. She loves to talk with him about his conspiracies and design of his inventions. In a way, they felt he was like-minded as an artist. The two seem to be able to talk forever together when they’re usually more distant with most others. Often they mull over conspiracies or solutions to various tasks.

-Chandlo- Naturally, you can’t be close to Snorpy without being close to Chandlo. At first, Cherrly was put off by his boisterous energy, but through seeing him interact with Snorpy, she got to see and appreciate his softer side. In turn, he managed to make them open up more and be more active. When they’re around him, they can’t help but find his smile and optimism contagious.

Scoopy Banoopy, Hunnabee, Cinnasnail, Instabug, Baby Cakelegs - “I just think they’re neat!”

Capuceetle - Much to Ashwee’s dismay, Cherrly loves screaming with them

Incherrito - They have a pet one that they sing along with

DISGUST

-Cromdo- After seeing his sleazy practices and distrust of others, he is simply someone Cherrly avoids. Especially after he convinced Ashwee to steal from Triffany. They don’t trust him at all.

-Wiggle- While Cherrly relates to her in some ways, he also is wary of her intentions. From the multiple occasions of catching her trying to eat Gramble’s kin, Cherrly decided they prefer to keep Wiggle at arm’s length.

Buffalocust, Pinkle, Meaty Snakpod - “Ewww…”

Millimochi, Cobhopper/Bannoppers, Deviled Eggler - “So annoying…”

FEARS

-Eggabell- While Cherrly thinks she is sweet for caring for the others, the way she constantly tries to diagnose things that aren’t happening makes Cherrly paranoid. They want to get to know her more, especially since Chandlo thinks so highly of her, but they can’t get past the tension Eggabell radiates.

-Floofty- …Does this need explaining…? Alright, well, their experiments scare him. Their lack of self preservation also worries her to no end, especially with how close Ashwee is to them. They’ve also heard plenty of horror stories from Snorpy, although, they know to take those with a grain of salt at times.

Picantis, Scorpenyo/Scorpepper, Big Paletoss/Big Bopsicle, Bombino - “RUUUUUN”

#bugsnax #bugsnax oc #journalistsona #cherrly cherrysnoot #oc reference #DAT art

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beepbeepdespair · 1 year

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how bugsnax characters would react to getting into a fistfight (as chosen by someone who's barely made a dent in the game)

beffica - goes for the throat. by the end she's covered in blood and her opponent is in the hospital

cromdo - has all the talk of a fighter but takes one hit that's not even that hard and collapses sobbing. one slap and hes done

gramble - runs away but maybe throws a bottle or something as he leaves. it does nothing. probably completely misses. however if the fight is near the opponent's house he might steal their pets on the way out

chandlo - refuses to fight, in fact invites the opponent to his house for a couple of cold ones

clumby - says she's either "too sophisticated" or busy to fight but if you persuade her to she also puts the fucker in hospital

eggabell - 50/50 chance of her either refusing to fight or fucking going to town. the best part is she knows which wounds will be hardest to fix

lizbert - pays her opponent to hit themselves and lie down pretending to be in pain so she can go home and eat cake. only actually fights if eggabell is involved, in which case opponent should probably write their will

filbo - only agrees to fight if defending someone else but just keeps dodging or running away and hopes that the opponent will get bored and leave

floofty - points out that the opponent has actually been standing on a trap they stole from snorpy the whole time and watches gleefully as they get beartrapped or something. leaves them to bleed out

snorpy - gets chandlo to carry him away, or if the invitation has been made, is very excited to participate in the drinking of the cold ones

journalist - smacks the shit out of them with a book, makes some cringe ass joke about them "getting schooled" before walking away having done almost no actual damage

triffany - also only fights if defending someone else, won't do anything more direct but might push them off a roof or something in the heat of the moment, however might actually call the police on herself if she seriously hurts them

wambus - pitchfork to the stomach. job done

wiggle - making a run for it and singing beautifully as she leaves. might also throw a bottle but actually has good aim. if she does do any damage she'll write a song about it later and it'll go straight to number one, which is the real pain

sprout - kills the opponent immediately /j

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codydbuni-blog · 1 year

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Bugsnax headcanon: If grumpuses are jet pilots

After playing Ace Combat series for a long time, I was thinking of a headcanon of which aircrafts the grumpuses would be manning. FYI Those who are absent wouldn’t be willing to be a a pilot due to several reasons. Endgame spoilers warning!

Filbo: He would be pretty much a YH equivalent to PJ (Crow 3) from Ace Combat Zero: The Belkan War, as he’ll show up in a F-16C “Fighting Falcon” (multirole). However, despite the aircraft’s well-rounded capabilities, it doesn’t really help much considering Filbo would pass out from g-LOC. Or worse, feel nauseous while piloting. He’s better off as an WSO (weapon systems officer) while the Journalist does the job for him.

Wambus: F-4 Phantom II. Despite being an old multirole fighter (like the pilot as he’s hitting 50′s and his body is no longer able to withstand such high amount of g-force), it makes up for its payload and great range while performing well for air superiority and taking down ground targets. By any chance, Triffany would be his WSO (kinda like Monarch and Prez from Project Wingman).

Chandlo: For someone who want an attacker that withstands lots of punishment while causing the most damage as possible, he’ll look no further as the A-10 Thunderbolt II (albeit modified into a 2-seater) is ready to suppress ground forces while turning them into swiss cheese thanks to its gatling gun. The only downside, however, is the mobility at higher altitudes as it kinda handles like a boat with wings. Thankfully, it comes equipped with reinforced armor to compensate the shortcomings. As usual, Snorpy will be his WSO, especially due to the latter being prone to anxiety when piloting an aircraft even if he’s good at it.

Elizabert and Eggabell: SU-47 “Berkut” and SU-37 “Terminator”. Fittingly, they’ll be pretty much a dead ringer to AC6′s “Garuda Team” in addition to working together to take down targets: Either confusing the enemy by flying in synchronization or one of them acting as a bait while the other would pursue the target. Like “Gelb Team” from AC0, they’re equipped with specialized missiles that are fired backwards while sending them a lethal “No U”. Y’all may wonder how the hell did Liz got her paws on a prototype with forward-swept wings (presumably a fully-functional replica since only one real-life SU-47 was ever made before the actual project was cancelled). While Eggabell ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed, she’ll do the best to keep up with Liz as long the latter’s aircraft doesn’t let her down.

By the way, as a nod to the endgame, they’ll be known under the squadron name “Hydra Team”.

Alegander: Surprise, surprise! Considering his organization’s secrets were being revealed by the Journalist, the events have led him to snap to the point of becoming obsessed in taking down the latter (totally not a poor man’s equivalent of Project Wingman’s Crimson 1). In a similar vein to Anderi “Akula" Markov from AC: Assault Horizon (minus the game’s heavy scripting and plot armor), he’ll whip out a heavily refurbished SU-57 “Felon”. A cutting-edge stealth fighter which has excellent firepower, maneuverability, defense, speed and “quick maneuver air-to-air missiles” that will put a hell of a fight against any target. However, due to his age he can’t handle a such high amount of g-force while suffering from “greyout” when pushing his aircraft too hard.

“Yo Snorp-dawg, (you) still alive?”

#bugsnax headcanon #bugsnax #bugsnax x ace combat

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cyberaxolotl · 1 year

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The Snaktooth Island Disappearances: Chapter 5

Warnings: Horror, major character death, non-explicit character death

AO3 Version

“The following documents are classified.

This is [&/:$):?/?/&@] writing for [\£?%], reporting on the disappearances on Snaktooth Island. While making efforts to get into the home of Wambus Troubleham and Triffany Lottablog, an investigator found something that the rest of the team had not noticed by that point. Stuck on a root on the river bank, the investigator found a journal bound with thick leather, and removed it from the water. It had some water damage, but a professional was able to recover most of the pages and decipher the entries. The author’s handwriting is a match for Snorpington Fizzlebean’s, however every spot where there’d be a signature was thickly written over. We note that Mr. Fizzlebean has a history of paranoia and psychosis, and we take these entries as lighter and less valuable than others.

The entries will be copied and documented now.”

Year #3, month #10 day #15

Floofty has returned to Snaxburg today. While it is annoying that I now have to deal with them around town, I suppose I shall value the security of having everyone here.

I have noticed something strange happening. I spend very little of my time outside, however I have noticed that the sun has started setting earlier. I do not know when it has been rising, as my sleep schedule has not changed, but I know the sun does not set at seven. I am aware that winter is coming soon, but I do not remember the daylight cycle changing this drastically. I will continue to monitor this.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

Year #3, month #10 day #16

A cruel prank was played on me today! Beffica disguised herself as [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] while I was in a time of weakness and used it to try and get my secrets out of me- and she did! If she tells Chandlo, I don’t know what I will do! I’m hoping Scarla is preventing her from doing such.

On the lighter list of happenings, Eggabell has returned, unfortunately without Lizbert. Having her here will be useful, I can’t trust most of these grumps not to get into trouble without a doctor around. But I still wonder what happened to the other one.

I have no doubts that the daylight cycle is getting shorter. It has set before 8pm yet again, and I believe it is getting later to rise. However, it is not severe enough to be cause for concern yet. I will continue to keep note of it.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

Year #3, month #10 day #17

The sun rose at noon and set at 6pm. I knew something was wrong and only today was it severe enough that all of town had noticed it! Because our schedules cannot simply be cut down to fit a six hour day, [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] and I have set up lanterns around town in order to provide light during the early and later hours.

What on earth is causing this to happen?! Winter alone could not cause such a major shift in daylight, and it is not even winter yet! Is the grumpinati attempting to snuff out the sun? What do they expect to cause other than complete economic and ecological collapse?

I’ve shared my concerns with [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] about his morning jogs. He said he’ll try to switch his times to afternoon runs if it stops me from worrying about it, and I hate to change his schedule, but I AM worried about it.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

Year #3, month #10 day #18

Today was the same as yesterday. Filbo assisted [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] and I in lighting all of the lanterns, which I appreciate, and I feel it is now time for me to bunker down.

I have noticed that, during times of darkness, I cannot see outside of Snaxburg. Not stars, not the volcano, nothing. As though it is not only attempting to snuff out the sun, but all light around here.

I don’t like it a bit. I feel as though this might be bigger than the Grumpinati, or perhaps just their biggest scheme yet. But why wrap EVERYONE on the island into it?

Unless… It is bigger than just the island?

Is Maple okay?

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

“The name “Maple” here is in reference to the eldest Fizzlebean sibling, Mapleline Fizzlebean, known more publicly by her actress name, Mapleline Hollyleaf. She is yet to be informed of her younger siblings’ disappearances and presumed deaths.”

Year #3, month #10 day #19

The grumpinati’s plan has reached its worst yet. The sun did not rise today.

How does someone make the sun disappear entirely-!? It does not make any sense! Not Triffany nor Floofty have scientific explanations, and I cannot even fathom how the grumpinati could do this!

Not to mention, it is unnaturally and extremely cold wherever there is no light. I have lanterns and candles in the mill, but if I leave for more than a second, there is such a terrible chill.

[-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] is helping Filbo keep the fire going and keep everyone together. I cannot be seen outside of the mill during this, but I have the stockpile of candles and lanterns, so I assume I will have to share them if this darkness does not heal itself.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

Year #3, month #10, day #20

It is the second day of all natural light being completely gone. The mill feels unnaturally large when I am alone in it, and I’m starting to wish we did not sleep on opposite sides of it. I wish we slept together. It’d be warmer that way.

I was called to the fire at noon to give lanterns and candles to those in need of them. While it depleted my supply, I know it would be selfish of me to refuse.

I am worried about what the grumpinati might be planning to do with this darkness. Are they going to send something to get us? Are they attempting to make us go mad? If I were not a hypersomniac, I feel as though I’d be struggling terribly to sleep. I cannot imagine what Gramble is experiencing.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

“The entries for day 21 and 22 are missing.”

Year #3, month #10 day #23

I’ve slept away most of my days lately. I cannot shake off a terrible chill, and while I would like to go to the fire, I cannot put myself out there.

The mill is especially lonely now. [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] comes to check on me, but I believe I’ve been asleep during several of these times. I wish that he would wake me.

I only noticed Scarla’s absence today. How long have they been away for? And what are they doing?

Worse so, I am beginning to get hunger pangs.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

“The lower half of this page was covered in unintelligible scribbles.”

Year #3, month #10 day #24

Sauce was rationed out today. [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] brought me several bottles of chocolate to sustain myself, and he spent more time with me than previous days. Likely because he caught me when I was not half asleep.

As it would turn out, yes, Scarla has left to get bugsnax. But they left two days ago and have not returned. Filbo said he wanted to go after them, but is that really a good idea?

Floofty and Triffany have supposedly been trying to find an answer, but I don’t believe this situation has one that is considered “reasonable.”

I noticed him shaking more than usual. Is he. Scared?

Perhaps that is why he stayed inside today.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

“There was a page between the previous entry and the following one that was covered entirely in scrawls and scribbles that were too waterlogged to decipher.”

Year #3, month #10 day #25

Nobody was outside at the fire today, and when I looked outside, I realized there was no fire to be at.

Did Filbo go after Scarla? Is he out there, right now, looking for them?

I can tell [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] is uneasy, but he’s not showing me that he is. He’s never liked staying stuck inside, and he’s been staring out of the windows a lot. But he’s not staring in the way of someone who wants to be outside. He’s more. petrified.

I’ve found myself trembling because of the cold. I’ve never truly been scared of the dark, moreso of what could be in it, but I know that I am safely inside, so why am I so scared as well? I’m not alone anymore.

We had a long conversation today. Only slightly about this situation, and more about anything else. I don’t think he wants to talk about it. I don’t either.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

“From here forward, the handwriting becomes noticeably lower quality.”

Year #3, month #10 day #26

The fire has been out for two days now, and I've only been doing more and more sleeping. [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] can’t sleep as easy as I can, I can hear him pacing all the time. I don’t like seeing him so troubled.

He came to me and held my paw for a little bit. I thought the touch of another grumpus would be warmer than this horrible cold, but he was shaking so much. Or was I the one shaking? I could not tell. Maybe we both were.

The grumpinati best let up this horrid scheme soon. I can’t stand the dark corners of this building, and even I am starting to find being indoors damning.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

Year #3, month #10 day #27

I woke up to see [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] staring outside of the window again, but today, at something very specific. We can see most of the rest of town from here, Floofty and Gramble being exceptions, so I couldn’t dream of what he was staring at until. I saw it for myself.

Shelda’s gazebo is no longer lit. I can’t even see the silhouette of it anymore, much less of her.

When I’d joined his side and noticed, he started crying. He’s spent today very quietly, and it isn’t like him, but I can’t tell him anything better. Shelda was like his mother.

I have to wonder about Floofty, and, if this darkness is bigger than the island, about Maple. Is MY family safe?

Please let this be over soon.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

Year #3, month #10 day #28

We had a long talk about things that were meaningful to us today. I don’t know how, but [-.-. .... .- -. -.. .-.. —] had a spark in him today. Some kind of motivation, and he wanted to have a good conversation with me. He’s been pacing around while talking, and even if he isn’t smiling, he seems very determined to do something. I couldn’t dream of what, I don’t know what could be done about this, but he seems happy about it.

It’s been forever since I’ve left my bed, but I got up to talk to him today. Paced a little as well.

The darkness cannot hurt us if we do not let it. I might be scared, but we are together.

[... -. --- .-. .--. -.--]

“The start of the following entry is in a different handwriting. It matches up with Chandlo Funkbun’s.”

I know you don’t like me touching your stuff but I know you’re gonna be more upset if I don’t write this down

It’s like, 6am, and I can see a light on in her hut, so I’m gonna go try to see her and get her to come here to us. I think it’d be better if there were more of us, y’know?

Cause maybe what happened to Shelda happened because she was alone.

I should be back before you’re awake, but I’m writing this just in case I’m still talking to her. If not when you’re up, I should be back by ten.

Love you, Snorpy.

“It returns to Mr. Fizzlebean’s handwriting at the bottom of the page, though messy.”

HE ISN’T BACK

DAY #30

HE DIDNT COME BACK

DAY #31

HE DIDNT COME BACK

DAY #32

HE DIDNT COME BACK

“The entries end here.

We do not know why this journal was discarded into the river, and unfortunately, it has not yielded anything more useful than previous findings.

The investigators will continue to do their best to find what they think will be useful. The disappearances on Snaktooth Island remain unsolved, but we hope to close the case soon.

This is [&/:$):?/?/&@] signing off.”

As the typewriter finished clicking, the writer removed her paws from it, taking a heavy sigh. She rubbed her eyes with one paw as she picked the piece of paper out and put it on a pile with the rest, ready to be bound and put into the case folder.

“I cannot believe this case has gone on for so long-“ She groaned, “Thirteen grumpuses do not just go disappearing without a trace, there must be something that we are missing.”

A knock behind her caught her attention.

“Is this Mia-Asma’s office?” She heard a voice call out.

“That’d be me, come in.” Putting her paws together, the dark gray grumpus waited for the other person to enter.

Inside stepped a pudgy yellow grumpus with very round glasses. “Heeey, Mia! How’s docking the case going?” They asked.

“Ungodly frustrating.” She crossed her arms. “You’ve seen it too, Maaz. This case makes no sense.”

Maaz chuckled, looking away. “Yeah, this one uh… it’s a doozy.” They picked at the camera that hung around their neck. “I haven’t had a single thing to take pictures of for this case.” Mia-asma and Maaz worked for the same team of investigators, with Mia being the one putting together documents, and Maaz being a crime scene photographer. That case was increasingly frustrating for one, and incredibly devoid for the other.

“I’m hoping that this last house they're pursuing ends up bearing fruit.” The gray grump walked away, getting back to her desk.

“Oh, yesterday when I was at the scene, they managed to get in.” Maaz said, looking up. “But, they didn’t find anything downstairs, and apparently the upstairs is locked up tight.”

“Are you joking?” Mia looked over her shoulder. “We have hit a thousand walls with this case.”

“I know! And I don’t like it either, but we can’t do anything-“

“FOGWIND!”

Mia-asma jumped at the yelling of her last name, looking past Maaz into the hallway. Suddenly, a small, white grumpus burst into the room, rushing up to her. “Mia, copy these entries down, immediately!” He thrust a book into her hands.

“Huh-?” She took it and looked down at it. It was a thick, leather bound journal. “What is-“

“Mia, we solved the case. Or, this woman did.” He put his hand on the book, staring into her eyes. “It’s Mrs. Lottablog’s. She had the answer.”

#bugsnax #tori’s art tag #tori’s writing tag #snorpy fizzlebean #chandlo funkbun #triffany lottablog #wambus troubleham #mia-asma fogwind #maaz cheesytwist

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thehyperrequiem · 8 months

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Cartoon Creatures (Cars Parody) Trilogy Cast Revamped

Cartoon Creatures 1: "In a world where the towns are peopled with cartoon creatures, and even the bugs are mini cartoon creatures, a young ambitious racer called Kiwi Cookie is a star. On his way to an important event, he has to stop in the little town of Radiator Springs after he accidentally damages the road and is forced to repair it. He finds living in a community oddly endearing, making true friends and beginning to realize there's more in life than winning."

Cartoon Creatures 2: "Racer Kiwi Cookie and his grumpus buddy, Gramble, have had their share of adventures together but nothing like what they experience when they head overseas for the first-ever World Grand Prix. While Kiwi Cookie has his eye on the road to the championship, Gramble takes a detour to international espionage when he meets TBD master spy Gummy String Cookie and stunning spy-in-training Wiggle Wigglebottom."

Cartoon Creatures 3: "Blindsided by a new generation of blazing-fast cartoon creatures, the legendary Kiwi Cookie finds himself pushed out of the sport that he loves. Hoping to get back in the game, he turns to Nitroman, an eager young technician who has his own plans for winning. With inspiration from Dark Cacao Cookie and a few unexpected turns, No. 95 prepares to compete on Piston Cup Racing's biggest stage."

Kiwi Cookie (Cookie Run) as Lightning Mcqueen

Roll Cake Cookie (Cookie Run) as Sally Carrera

Gramble Gigglefunny (Bugsnax) as Mater

Madeleine Cookie and Espresso Cookie (Cookie Run) as Rust-ee and Dust-eze

Bulkhead (Transformers Animated) as Mack

Red Velvet Cookie (Cookie Run) as Chick Hicks

Wambus Troubleham (Bugsnax) as Strip Weathers/The King

Triffany Lottablog (Bugsnax) as Lynda Weathers/Mrs. The King

Speedwagon (Jjba Phantom Blood) as Tex Dinoco

Sparkman (Megaman) as Red

Fireman (Megaman) as Sheriff

Dark Cacao Cookie (Cookie Run) as Doc Hudson

Choco Pearl Cookie (@sundove88) as Herself/Doc Hudson's Wife

Dark Choco Cookie (Cookie Run) as Himself/Doc Hudson's Son

Gyro Zeppeli and Johnny Joestar (Jjba Steel Ball Run) as Luigi and Guido

Neon J. (No Straight Roads) as Sarge

1010 (No Straight Roads) as Themselves/Sarge’s Troops

DJ Subatomic Supernova (No Straight Roads) as Fillmore

Blast Hornet (Megaman X3) as Ramone

Spike Rosered (Megaman X5) as Flo

Knightman (Megaman) as Lizzie

Jan and Daphne (No Straight Roads) as Van and Minny

Lime Cookie and Orange Cookie (Cookie Run) as Mia and Tia

ZZ (Jjba Stardust Crusaders) as Fred

Yamatoman (Megaman) as Stanley

Rabbids (Rabbids series) as Themselves/Companions of Radiator Springs

Filbo Fiddlepie (Bugsnax) as Himself/Mayor of Radiator Springs

Mayday and Zuke (No Straight Roads) as Themselves/The Allies of Radiator Springs

Viviano Westwood (Jjba Stone Ocean) as Frank

Enker, Ballade, Punk, and Quint (Megaman) as Boost, DJ, Wingo, and Snot Rod

Gummy String Cookie (Cookie Run) as Finn McMissile

Wiggle Wigglebottom (Bugsnax) as Holley Shiftwell

Cioccolata (Jjba Vento Aureo) as Professor Zundapp

Caesar Zeppeli (Jjba Battle Tendency) as Rod Redline

Quickman (Megaman) as Francesco Burnoulli

Poison Mushroom Cookie and Schwarzwälder (Cookie Run) as Grem and Acer

Diavolo (Jjba Vento Aureo) as Ivan

Mario Zucchero (Jjba Vento Aureo) as Tubbs Pacer

Donatello Versus (Jjba Stone Ocean) as J. Curby Gremlin

Ungalo (Jjba Stone Ocean) as Victor Hugo

Rykiel (Jjba Stone Ocean) as Vladimir Trunkov

Devo (Jjba Stardust Crusaders) as Karl Haulzemoff

Various Minor Villains as The Lemons

Kliff (No Straight Roads) as Miles Axelrod

Nitroman (Megaman) as Cruz Ramirez

Jupiter (Megaman) as Jackson Storm

Blademan (Megaman) as Smokey

Pure Vanilla Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie, (Cookie Run) and Pharaohman (Megaman) as Junior, River, and Louise

Licorice Cookie (Cookie Run) as Sterling

Mala Sauce Cookie (Cookie Run) as Miss Fritter

Black Raisin Cookie (Cookie Run) as Natalie Certain

#Crossover Casting #Pixar Cars #Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures #Cookie Run #Bugsnax #No Straight Roads #Transformers Animated #rabbids #Megaman #Megaman X

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sugary-spider · 1 month

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*trips over my foot all dramatically and drops my bugsnax icons*

Oh no..I dropped my REMADE DAMAGED AU BUGSNAX CAST ICONS..WHATEVER WILL I DO-

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the-artist-of-chaos · 2 years

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Thank you all so so so so SO MUCH for the motivation! Now, for what you all have been waiting for.

Even the toughest of grumpuses can crack.

By Bugsnax-liker

WARNING, POTENTIAL SPOILERS FOR THE GAME.

It was all happening so fast. One moment, it was a big celebration party for the success of getting everyone back to snaxburg, and next thing you know, the volcano erupts, and bugsnaxs are trying to kill everyone. Wambus and Triffany were the final people to help before they could all get out of there. Wambus gripped his gardening hoe in anger, doing his best to wack away all of the parasitic foods. Triffany however..she was losing hope. Infact…she had given in. She suddenly drops the cactus that she was using to defend herself.

“Triffy?” Wambus questioned. “Well…no sense delayin’ the inevitable.” she quietly declared before suddenly letting the bugsnaxs crawl down into her mouth. Wambus could only watch in horror…he didn’t know what to do. And while he did try his best to keep anymore bugsnaxs from getting over to his partner, it was too late. Before long, Triffany was already looking sick and ill as her body parts transformed. “Triffany, are ya alright!? Why did ya do that!?” wambus shouted. Triffany gave no reply; she only smiled sadly. “Come on, we gotta get out of here before these here vermins cause more damage!” the farmer exclaimed before trying to head up to the ship. But when he noticed that Triffany wasn’t following him, he turned around, and gasped in horror.

Triffany was standing there, with tears streaming down her beautiful blue eyes. Her body was suddenly falling apart. She looked wambus, her partner, who has been by her side for almost 30 years, right in the eyes, and choked out her final words. “This is now my end…yea? I was gonna end up here, one way or another, not like it mattered anyhow…the only thing that mattered out here…is bugsnax.”

And just like that..she was gone. Her food themed remains fell onto the ground as wambus just stood there. He was shocked. He was heart broken. But most of all…he was angry. At himself. “TRIFFY! NO…t-that…that can’t be!” He told himself. But that was reality. No matter what, he knew that the diamond in his rough was now gone forever…suddenly, reality started collapsing around the poor man. Everything was fading to black as wambus held triffany’s hat close to his chest. He wanted to scream, he wanted to yell, he wanted to cry, but he somehow couldn’t. It was like his mouth was glued shut. And just like that…

“AH GRUMP-” wambus would Yelp before falling out of the bed. A small but loud thud would echo across the slightly lit room. As he sat up to regain his thoughts, He then remembered that Triffany was in fact, still alive, for that they had all escaped snaktooth in one piece. They all were now living together in one big apartment, which had about 4 floors, and wambus and Triffany were on the 2nd floor, as well as wiggle, gramble, and Filbo.

“My head…grump, that hurt like hell” he mumbled to himself. He was covered in a cold, and hard sweat, and he was trembling like a sad and wet lost kitten. But something in his head told him that he shouldn’t be acting like that, so he did his best to stop trembling and wipe the sweat off. He then picked himself off of the floor, and looked at his gorgeous wife….who was wide awake.

“Wamby dear, what are ya doin up so late? It’s almost 3 in the mornin’?” Triffany inquired. Wambus just stood there in silence, trying to figure out what to say without seeming stupid. “Well? Is somethin on your mind?” Triffany asked. Wambus would then speak. “Nope, I’m positive that I am fine, I-I just need to get…um- ! A glass of water, yea, I just woke up with dry throat, that’s all.” He explained. Triffany just stared..she knew something was off, for her husband rarely stutters.

“Glass of water, yea? Then why did I wake up to you on the floor?” she interrogated. Wambus now knew that unless he could find a way to convince her that everything was fine (Spoiler alert, NOTHING IS FINE), he was in what he thought was boiling water. Triffany waited for an answer for 1 minute. Then 2. And finally, wambus spoke again. “Well see, I rolled out of bed on accident, and it woke me up, and I realized I had a dry throat so-” “alright wambus, I don’t wanna sound mean, but you shouldn’t really lie..” those words made wambus freeze. How could Triffany tell he was lying?!

“I wasn’t lyin about anything!” Wambus exclaimed, but Triffany knew better. She knew that wambus was lying, no matter how he tried to convince her. “Wamby, hon, I ain’t dumb. Plus, ya look like you’ve seen a ghost! And you’re hands look a little clammy, yea?” She replied. Wambus would look at his hands, which were infact clammy. “Crap.” Triffany then sat up, and approached her husband. “Now to get to the bottom of this. Wambus, what’s goin on?” She demanded. Wambus didn’t answer her question, and instead, he started walking away. And Triffany was NOT having that

“Wambus, please do not walk away when I ask you a question like this, now what is wrong?” She asked, with a more stern voice than before. Wambus was as silent as a mouse. It’s almost as if he was forcing himself from telling his wife about the horrific nightmare that he encountered in his sleep. He shook his head. “I ain’t tell ya.” He mumbled. “Why not?” “Because I don’t wanna!” Soon enough, it went from talking, to squabbling. “wambus, listen to me, it’s better to tell someone about what’s wrong than to just keep it in! I ain’t taking no for an answer, so just tell me what’s wrong! Please!” She pleaded. “I already said it enough times! The answer is N O!” He barked back. Now, if his wife was different, she would’ve attacked him, or insulted him to make him talk, but no. Triffany knew that she had to convince him. And so, in a calmer voice, she said, “honey, if you think I’m gonna make fun of you, you are wrong. I promise, whatever the issue is, I will NOT treat you with disrespect..now,would you like to tell me what’s wrong?”

Those words..those calm, and beautiful words..was what finally made wambus’s hard, stubborn, and tough shell crack. He suddenly looked to the side, with a saddening expression on his face. Tears would start appearing in the corners of his beautiful dark green eyes. This concerned Triffany a little, for it was rare to see her husband tear up, let alone cry. She took wambus’s hands into her own. “Wamby…are you alright?” She asked. “N…no. I aint alrighty..at all. I..had this- this nightmare about snaktooth. We were tryin to defeat those..those vermins, and you suddenly stopped and just- it was almost as if you were sacraficin’ yerself to the damn critters! As if you were tryin to save..me. I didn’t know what else to do, a-and you just- you suddenly..”

Before he could get another word out, he started crying..this shattered triffany’s heart. “It was the worst moment I’ve ever had *hic*, nightmare or real life! You were gone, a-and I- you were dead, and I just- I felt so grumpdamn horrible because I couldnt keep you safe! It was as if it was MY fault that you were grumping dead! I’m such a damn failure!” At this point, wambus was wailing his poor heart out. That’s how much this one nightmare got to him. Triffany hugged her husband close to her, tears prickling up in her own eyes.

“Oh Wamby…I recognize how ya feel, I really do..listen to me..you always do a good- no, excellent job at keepin’ me safe, no matter how small or big the danger is! And I promise, even if I do get hurt, it’s not ever gonna be you’re fault! And you are NOT a failure! You are a successful grumpus that is sadly misunderstood by lots of people, yea?” Triffany assured before wiping wambus’s tears with her thumb. Wambus chuckled sadly and smiled. “Remember, if you ever need to talk to me, you do not need to be afraid, no matter what the topic is, understood?” Triffany stated. Wambus nodded. “Understood” he replied before yawning quietly. “Now, let’s get back to sleep, shall we?” He asked.

Triffany would nod before suddenly picking up wambus. “W-wow, yer strong…very strong” wambus complimented, blushing an emerald green. Triffany chuckled. “Of course I’m strong! And plus, I’ve picked up lots of heavy stuff back at snaktooth, ya just weren’t there to watch!” she explained as she put wambus down onto the bed before snuggling close to him. Wambus would then kiss Triffany on the forehead. “I love you very much triffy..” he whispered before dozing off to sleep. Triffany would carefully hold wambus’s hand. “I love you too Wamby” she replied, before drifting off into a quiet and peaceful slumber.

(Hi everyone! I really hope you all enjoyed my first hurt/comfort oneshot! It took about 2 days, but I’m pretty proud of it! Bai!)

Bonus-

*the next morning*

Wambus and Triffany: *snuggling*

Filbo; Um- should we wake them?

Beffica, recording: nah, ima show this at their anniversary!

#THIS TOOK SO LONG/J #bugsnax #wambus troubleham #bugsnax wambus #triffany lottablog #bugsnax triffany #oneshot #hurt/comfort

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mad-scientist-dreams · 1 year

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Was it fun to throw the spice at professor?

Kinda, not gonna lie! I do feel bad tho, they're in uhh.. quite a bit of pain right about now- We had to wash their eyes, mouth, AND nose out with water, and the pain still hasn't stopped- I just hope I didn't cause any permanent damage-

They're currently screaming.. SEVERAL rude comments at me, but Triffany is trying to get them to rest their voice- Oh boi-

Buddy

#bugsnax floofty #floofty fizzlebean #triffany lottablog #bugsnax triffany #bugsnax buddy #bugsnax journalist #shrink spice

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bombcollar · 2 years

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triffany for the character meme?

favorite thing about them - I like how she's a good-natured mom type who's also obsessed with death, it's a fun juxtaposition. Also her accent is cute. least favorite thing about them - There's nothing I really dislike about her character but for some reason she's just not as interesting to me as some of the others? Sorry Triffy I love you but you slide off my brain.. favorite line - I can't recall the exact wording but near the end of the game she says something to the effect of "shame we only made it a year" which is my favorite line just for how helpful it is with establishing a timeline. brOTP - other than Floofty, I think she'd have a lot to talk about with Liz. OTP - I like her with Wambus! I think they're cute together. nOTP - I barely see her shipped with anybody else honestly so I don't have one for this. random headcanon - She has stiff fur that grows from her back giving her quills, although it's just spiky rather than something barbed that'll do real damage. unpopular opinion - Can't say I have one on her. song i associate with them - No particular song but I bet she likes western oldies. Marty Robbins and Johnny Cash and the like. favorite picture of them - Love this one and how she looks a little deranged.

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lynnesgalaxy · 2 years

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Time to continue this! Their arrival to mainland is a bit of a messy one, hiding from everyone, trying to get their lives back on track... Emilette is no different, trying to adjust to the changes she knows she has to make.

Post-Snaktooth:

Going Home

Previous - First - Next

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Everyone was hopeful. Despite what they had all gone through, now that the airship had safely arrived at the mainland, everyone was wearing big—although tired—smiles. And understandably so, since despite what her head had told her during those terrifying moments just barely hours ago, everyone had managed to stay in one piece.

While she had been participating here and there with the group, adding in her own commentaries as everyone did their best to conceal their snakified bodies, her eyes were heavy, and soon after everyone was ready she found herself simply listening in silence. When the journalist handed her a piece of the balloon's remains, all she could do was grunt in response as she covered herself with the cloth. The battle from before had taken a toll on her, not being used to moving around so much, but she knew she still had to keep herself awake. At least, until everyone was home…

Her eyes shifted from grumpus to grumpus. Everyone had a place to call home, right? Wambus and Triffany had mentioned the old house they used to live in and how it should still be in good condition; Filbo mentioned something about staying with the journalist; Shelda mentioned her family waiting for her; Snorpy and Chandlo still had enough to afford rent; Floofty, Creetus…

While Wiggle had offered to the few that didn’t have a place of their own to stay for a while at her mansion, Emilette had shied away from the opportunity. It wasn’t as if she didn’t want to accept, especially considering how luxurious it sounded, but… she couldn’t bring herself to. After all she had done to hurt everyone, she couldn’t make them put up with her on a daily basis until who-knew-when.

So, as the gentle sound of the waves faded away and the chattering of the other excited grumpuses filling her ears threatened to lull her to sleep as they walked together, she let her own mind drift away. She never had plans to come back to the mainland; the prospect of leaving everything behind forever had been far too tempting to put too much thought into it at the time. Of course she regretted it now, but what else could she do? The damage was already done, and now reality had once again come back to hit her where it hurt the most: in the end, she was all by herself. Alone.

It took her a moment to realize the group had stopped moving, and goodbyes and see-you-soons were being exchanged. She shook her head in an attempt to keep herself awake enough to respond, and watched the first members of the group leave. Then a few others. Then others.

By the time the limousine arrived, only Wiggle’s group was left. The tall, orange grumpus approached her with a concerned frown, “Darling, are you sure you don’t want to come with us? There’s plenty of space to share.”

Beffica was barely a few steps behind, catching up to the conversation with ease, "Yeah, you're missing out. Wiggle said she has this huge pool and I'm dying to chill there till I'm all wrinkly. You should totes come with."

Emilette waved a paw dismissively, her smile betraying the sick feeling in her chest, “I’ll be fine. You guys have fun, I’m sure Gramble’ll love the ducks or whatever you said you have. And Cromdo’ll be thrilled living the rich life. I'll just…" she gestured to the cloth she was holding around her, "I'll raid that pool once I'm all done dealing with this.”

Wiggle smiled back at her, amused, “Swans, dear, not ducks. But alright, suit yourself. You know where to find me if you need where to go.”

Beffica didn't seem as convinced, frowning instead. "Hey. Keep in touch."

"Y-Yeah…" Emilette replied, unsure on how to react to her concerned expression. Whatever jumped inside her stomach in that moment, she made sure to bury it as deep and quickly as she could. Grump, they had to leave soon before she couldn’t hold herself back anymore.

Cromdo was already in the limousine, admiring the details on the inside, while Gramble stood quietly, waiting for Wiggle. After a quick nod at her, Wiggle turned away and got into the car with him. Beffica took one last glance at her before waving a paw and getting inside with the group.

Emilette watched in silence as the vehicle left, letting her tired smile finally drop to her usual frown. The weight on her chest only increased. Was she truly doing the right thing? She didn’t know the first thing about being a good person, but this was for the others’ sake, right? Even if that ended up putting her directly on the streets.

Maybe she could get in contact with her parents. She could try to find a phone… although remembering their number was another story, not to mention if it was still working at all, or if they cared to pick up. But the situation was desperate enough to try-

“Hey.”

Emilette nearly jumped out of her skin. “Grump- Dude!” She put a paw on her chest, glaring at the source of that trembling voice she recognized well, “You gotta stop doing that.”

Frankley scratched their chin with an apologetic smile, “Sorry. It’s just...” They looked away for a moment, looking for the right words, “Do you... really have somewhere to stay?”

She blinked at them. “Yes- No- I mean-” she clicked her teeth together. “I’ll figure it out.”

Frankley frowned, letting a few moments pass. After realizing Emilette wasn’t going to say anything else, they spoke again. “Why did you tell Wiggle no if you have nowhere to go?”

Emilette huffed, then stopped herself. Instead, she took a deep breath. She had to control her temper, wasn’t that part of the issue? “I… don’t know. I don’t want to be a bother, I guess.”

“But she… offered. And she didn't seem to mind.”

"Please," she rolled her eyes, "she didn't mind because she was already inviting the others in. She had to invite me out of courtesy, too. Or pity, at least."

Frankley looked down the road where the car had gone, pondering, "She and Beffica... really seemed concerned for you-"

“Shit- Listen,” she gestured around her, “I’ve hurt you all enough already, okay? They don’t have to put up with me just because I’m homeless now. That's why I said no, get it now?"

Frankley opened their mouth to reply, but quickly closed it when she continued, now glaring at them. "Why are you here anyway? Why didn’t you take her offer either?”

This time, however, Frankley didn’t miss a beat to reply, “I have a place to rent.”

Emilette's glare dropped, instead now simply replaced by disbelief, “...You do?”

They shrugged, “I always had it just in case, as a backup if I ever had to leave the island. I mentioned it earlier, remember?”

“Oh- Right. Sure, yeah, I remember.” The small grumpus mumbled. She vaguely recalled the conversations from earlier, but could only remember the details of a few in her groggy state. She had no idea Frankley had even spoken at the time, so it came as news for her. From seeing them desperately clinging onto that snak back at the island or following every single word anyone said, they had always seemed the more impulsive kind in her mind, so them having a plan in case of something unexpected was… surprising. Then again, she had never truly bothered to get to know them before.

They noted how she had once again fallen silent. Her eye bags were understandably heavier than usual, but they couldn't help but feel the deepness in which they truly went. It wasn't just the trip that had her this exhausted.

"What if…" Frankley mulled over their words, "What if you stay at my place for a few days?"

"What?!" Emilette snapped out of her thoughts almost immediately.

"I-I mean- just for a bit, until you can get back up on your feet!" They waved their paws, taking a step back at her outburst.

"No- No, no, no, no." She pointed at them. "You of all grumpuses don't get to be nice to me after all the shit I put you through. No."

"But you apologized to me..." Frankley replied.

"That- That still doesn't make it okay! Dude! I just-" she gritted her teeth, "That was exactly my point! You can't just act like nothing happened after what I did! You think I would've been able to say that if I hadn't been drunk?! Don't pretend you like me because I said sorry once. I'm garbage, you can't just let that go for one weakass apology."

"I-" Frankley gulped, "I never said I liked you." they replied.

That was enough to shut her right back up. She stared at them. After everything they'd told her back at the island, she expected as much, but hearing them say that outloud still made something awful stir inside.

"But just because I don't like you doesn't mean I'll leave you to die out there." The yellow grumpus continued. While their voice still trembled, they looked at her with conviction.

Emilette looked away from them, grumbling under her breath.

"I-It's my choice, okay?" Frankley continued once again. "I know how it is to have almost nothing, and I don't want someone I know going through it too. A-and you already rejected your only other option, so…"

Curse them and their kindness. Curse her prickling eyes, threatening to blur her gaze. "Ugh, I should've taken it."

Frankley scratched their chin, "...Yeah."

She didn't look at them again, instead nodding with a small hum, but that was enough response for them. They gave her a small smile. "It's this way," they began walking down the street.

Emilette looked at them for a moment, moving further away with each light step. They were still too naive. Too sweet. Too trusting. Too nice. They were an idiot to offer her a chance when she hadn't done anything to deserve it. But the first signs of a headache were forming due to her exhaustion, and the weight of her own sleepy body was threatening to throw her against the floor at any moment… she wasn't in condition to say no again.

She caught up with them, her gaze refusing to leave the ground. She rubbed her arm, noticing its shape was almost back to normal under her clothing. After a few moments walking side by side in complete silence, she mumbled in the lowest voice she could muster, "Thank you."

Frankley looked down at her, tilting their head. "What was that?"

"Fuck you." Emilette corrected herself out loud, not bothering to look up.

The tall grumpus frowned, disappointed, but stayed silent. The next few days with her around were definitely going to be a challenge.

#bugsnax #grumpus oc #grumpus #bugsnax oc #beffica #wiggle #emilette #cromdo #i wrote this back in august and just NOW drew the scene for it whoops #i got motivated after finishing the next written piece for this. which you know. i have to draw for hahaa #it's fun to do these. written bits with an illustration #this is an art tag #also lots of parts got hidden because of the effects and whatnot but I wanted to show bits on how de-snakification worked #it's a far slower process than snakification itself. the paws slowly morph back to their original shape #fur starts appearing among the food. must be a gross sensation #some remains stay until after the limbs look normal too. like smell or texture #i'll actually point that out a little bt in the next part #but yEAH just. thinking about how the process works is fun. de-snakification has got to be a slower process #as the body's trying to get rid of the parasite. it grabs onto it quickly but the same cannot be said for the other side #ALSO HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!! for some it's already the new year and for others it's in a few hours #have a great one!!!!!

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fungusry · 3 years

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“i must contribute to criminal grumps theories it explains too much:

cromdo: knockoffs, tax evasion, smuggling cheap booze

beffica: murder ;0) but ur safe bestie ilu ;0)

lizbert: national treasure (2004) bad end AU

eggabell: unlicensed pharmaceuticals, lizberts accomplice

triffany: trespassing, gravedigging, property damage

wambus: propagating patented plants, accidentally released a major agricultural pest into the wild

floofty: a list of what floofty hasnt done in the name of science would be shorter

snorpy: he is willing to shoot a man to stop anyone (chandlo) from ever knowing the Terrible Truth

wiggle: largest debt accumulated by one individual in grumpus history, supposedly beat a debt collector unconscious with the banjo but nobody testified

shelda: 'accidentally' formed a cult, denies any knowledge of it

filbo: elder scrolls protagonist, even he doesnt know what he did

gramble: breaking and entering (multiple times)

chandlo: the only truly innocent grumpus he is too pure to commit crime

thank u for reading my ted talk”

#THIS POST IS GOING TO KILL ME #submission #corprusmeat #bugsnax

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poliel · 3 years

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Surprise Egg 10/13: They're Parasites

Filbo glanced up towards the mountain for the umpteenth time since Buddy had left town with Triffany and Eggabell. He’d already been worried but… could there be any worse place to be during a bad earthquake than on a snow-covered mountain? Probably there were a few places but not many. How far up it had the three of them been when it hit? At the top? Maybe already inside the stone doors and thus perhaps safe? An earthquake that big had to have caused an avalanche, right? So what if… No, worrying about them in general but especiallythat wasn’t helping so also for the umpteenth time, Filbo forced those thoughts out of his mind and looked away.

Having saved what had survived of Buddy’s extra store of sauces from the wreckage of the cabin – as well as his one surviving frog plushie – he turned and resumed his jog for the airship instead. Chandlo was working on fixing the hull and balloon of it while Snorpy worked on fixing engine. Everyone else had already settled into going back and forth loading the airship up with useful stuff found amongst the wreckage of the town. It didn’t feel like a lot or enough but…

“Filbo.”

He stopped turning to face Wambus as he approached.

“I’m ‘bout to head up the mountain to look for Triffy,” he continued, gesturing back towards it. “Since Buddy’s up there too I figured I might as well invite you along as well.”

Filbo would’ve loved to jump on that invitation but… “We can’t go up there. It’s too dangerous and they’re going to be trying to come back here to us. What happens if we go out and get in trouble and then they come back here and we’re not here. Then someone’s going to have to look for us and that’ll just be time wasted when we could be getting out of here. Plus we don’t know where exactly they are so if we have to search for them it should be as a party with a plan and… and a way to communicate with everyone back here.”

Wambus growled, low and deep, but it was probably just out of frustration and not actual anger at Filbo… hopefully. After a few seconds he let out a heavy, defeated sigh. “I hate it but… you’re right. We should focus on getting ready to get out of here first.”

Filbo nodded to hide his sigh of relief because he had no idea what he’d have done if Wambus had insisted on going with or without him. “If they’re not back by the time the airship is ready to leave, I’ll go with you to look for them along with whoever else wants to help us. But Triffany, Eggabell, and Buddy are some of the strongest grumps I know so I’m sure they’ll get back here probably long before we’re even ready to leave.” Because it was clearly going to take a while. “And they’ll bring Liz with them too I bet.”

“You’re awfully optimistic.”

“Yep! It’s the one thing I’m good at other than uh… messing stuff up. So it’s the only good thing I’m good at. Anyway uh… I got to go.” He turned and jogged up the hill and over to the airship.

After dropping his haul off with the other supplies, he went over to the engine which Snorpy was currently fixing. “I can uh… help with that. … Or at least should be able to, I think.”

Snorpy looked up from it to give him an understandably skeptical look. “You can?”

“Yeah. Uh… I got an airship license a while ago and while getting it I learned some basic repair stuff. I probably couldn’t uh… fix it all the way on my own or anything but I should be able to help.” Hopefully anyway.

“Hmm… very well. It’s more busted up than I thought anyway. It looks like someone rigged it to explode upon taking damage. So we’re lucky it was almost out of fuel when it did otherwise it would’ve been a lot worse.”

Surely it couldn’t actually have been rigged to explode. That was just Snorpy being Snorpy, right? … Well, it wasn’t worth dwelling on right now, fixing it was much more important. So Filbo settled down on the deck next to him. “What’s with the radio though?” he had to ask because Snorpy had set it up right next to himself and the light on it indicated it was on but… it was silent.

“It’s connected to the radio tracking device I planted on Buddy. It lets me listen to what’s going on around them.” Snorpy’s tone was casual and he didn’t even glance up from his work.

“You… planted a tracking device on Buddy? When?”

“Shortly before they convinced me to return to town.”

That was a while ago now. How often did he listen in? What all had he overheard? Did Buddy know about it? … All important questions for later. Right now though… “Can you talk to them through it? Or uh… have you heard anything from them yet?” Surely if either was the case he’d have told Filbo and everyone else by now, right? But then again it was Snorpy, he had a tendency to be weird about things sometimes so… it didn’t hurt to ask.

“I have not heard anything yet even though I’m still receiving a signal from it. My attempts to reach them have all failed as well. So either the receiver is damaged or they can’t respond.”

Filbo’s heart sank even though that didn’t have to mean anything. Snorpy had also said the receiver might be damaged. So… Buddy could still be all right. And probably was because if anyone could survive an earthquake and probably an avalanche too, it was them… right?

***

Buddy woke with a jolt as something cold and wet plopped onto their upturned face. Instinctively they shot up right, ready to spring if there was danger.

Which while there was no immediate threat… where the fuck were they? A cavern for sure. High above them was a hole clogged up with what looked and could only be snow – which was probably what had fallen on them, waking them. But… the walls, they were made of… food? A hallucination brought on by starvation? … No, Buddy didn’t feel the slightest bit hungry at the sight of any of it and the way they seemed to move, almost as if the walls were breathing, made them uneasy instead.

They were sitting a shallow puddle of pinkish water but it was clear the floor was made of food – or what looked like food – too. And of course it was also ‘breathing’. They could feel it rise and fall slightly underneath them, taking away any doubt about whether or not it was a hallucination. Ugh! What the fuck?

How had they even ended up here? … The avalanche! Had to be right, that was the last thing they remembered. And it would certainly explain why they felt like they’d been pummeled.

All right, strange unsettling surroundings or no, they needed to check if they had any real injuries. Carefully they moved every part of their body. All of it hurt but they were pretty sure nothing was broken. Next, they checked their camera, still hanging from around their neck. Its screen was cracked but… it turned on! Yes! Spending all that money on it was paying off once again, everyone who’d doubted and criticized them for spending so much could suck it.

Next, they carefully extricated their arms out of their backpack loops and pulled it around to their front. Unfortunately, all their bugsnax hunting equip was smashed to bits and barely hanging onto the hooks or gone entirely. But what about… they slid a paw into their pouch and… yeah, Sprout’s buggy ball was still in there. They pulled him out just to make sure and, yep there he was. They put him back before pulling the backpack on once more.

Now came the hard part; standing back up and finding a way out of here. Or finding Triffany and Eggabell, assuming they’d ended up down here too. Hopefully they had otherwise they were probably dead, right?

Using the nearby wall for support, Buddy carefully stood up. Even so though a wave a dizziness washed through them, blackness eating at the edges of their vision. Thankfully it passed after a several long seconds.

With a groan, they shook themself a little and looked up and around again. They were in a dead-end area, leaving them with only one tunnel to go down. So, keeping one paw on the wall even though it felt gross, to help steady themself, they started down it.

Quickly it became obvious that this was a whole cave system. With branching tunnels of various sizes, some leading to dead-ends, requiring Buddy to turn around, others seeming to go on for a while. Without any hint on if there even was a way out of here at all, let alone which direction it might be in, Buddy just kept going down any tunnel that wasn’t a dead end and didn’t taper off to be too narrow for them to easily fit. They were going in the general direction of uphill though which was either good or bad depending on if there was more likely to be an exit towards the top of the mountain or the bottom. Buddy didn’t know enough about how cave systems worked to even make an educated guess so they didn’t think too much about it – or anything else really – and just kept forcing themself onward.

Both the ground beneath them as well as the wall they were leaning on for support suddenly weren’t there anymore. They fell, landing on and sliding face first down a small incline. It was softer than normal ground and smooth but was still thoroughly unpleasant.

They lay stunned at the bottom of it for a few seconds before a sound of something came from somewhere above them. With soft growl they pushed themself back up, first to their paws and knees, then unsteadily to their feet.

Somehow they’d ended up in a large cavern. Bugsnax of various sorts gathered around and lined alcoves in the walls to either side. They all centered around what could only be the Queen of Bugsnax, as Wiggle would’ve declared it.

With a shiver of excitement, Buddy pulled their camera and snapped a photo of it. And then a few more as they inched closer. How dangerous was it though? Maybe they shouldn’t be…

“Ah so you’re Budlegard Fuzzypaw, the journalist, right?”

Buddy froze. It spoke and knew their name somehow! “Yep! Just call me Buddy though.” They zoomed their camera in on the Megamaki like neck and the grumpus shape they’d been a bit too distracted by the rest of the being to notice before now at the end of it. “How’d you know…” Wait was that…

***

“Lizbert!” Filbo said at the same time as Buddy over the radio because he’d recognize her voice anywhere. Hearing both their voices confirmed once and for all they were both okay! That was the best news Filbo had heard in what felt like forever. Now if only they could hear him but Buddy hadn’t responded to any of his and Snorpy’s attempts to reach them, indicating their receiver wasbroken. But being able to hear them and know they were both alive was more than enough for Filbo for now.

“Yep,” Lizbert said with what almost sounded like a sigh. She went on but…

“Yo, is that Lizbert on the radio?” Chandlo asked, his loud voice drowning her out as he stepped closer to the radio and Filbo and Snorpy kneeling it. Filbo was almost a little tempted to growl at him.

“Yes,” Snorpy answered. “Now hush please, we’re trying to listen. But tell the others, I suspect we might be about to get some important information.”

“Got it,” Chandlo said in a whisper and salute before backing away. It wasn’t long before everyone was gathered around to listen to Buddy’s conversation with Liz.

***

Buddy almost couldn’t believe they’d finally found Lizbert. Surely it had to be a starvation combined with sleep deprivation fever dream of sorts, right? Perhaps they were slowly suffocating under a mound of snow and this was just their mind taunting them with the goal they’d suffered so long searching for before it shut off.

Though did they even care if it was a dying dream? … Probably not as much as they should’ve. Regardless… “I need to interview you.”

“Are you joking?” She asked, her voice incredulous.

“I didn’t come all the way here for nothing.” Regardless of the danger, they’d been through far too much to get here; starvation, sleep deprivation, unknowingly carrying the egg and then birthing it alone in the middle of Sizzling Sands, all the various beatings, bruisings, and burns they’d taken from the aggressive bugsnax around the island and now they’d survived being run over by a dang avalanche too. Far, far too much for them to leave off here.

Liz sighed and opened her mouth to respond but before she could something behind Buddy drew her attention. The Megamaki tendril holding her grumpus form shifted upwards. “Triffany?”

Buddy turned to see that Triffany had indeed found her way in into the cavern. Awesome, she was still alive which meant Eggabell likely was too. Naturally she was looking around mystified with a dawning look of excitement on her face as she came closer. “Oh wow, this place is… Lizbert!? Is that really you?”

“Yeah. It’s me.”

“How did… Oh, hi Buddy!” She smiled as she reached them. “It’s great to see you’re okay. Or… still alive if nothing else. Anyway Lizbert! What is this place? Why are you…” She looked Lizbert up and down, “like that?”

“I don’t have time to explain. You two need to get out of here. I can…”

“Nuh-uh,” Buddy interrupted. “Interview first.”

“Are you serious?” She glared at them, visibly exasperated. The fact that she was currently inhabiting the body of a very large bugsnax would’ve made her annoyance with them rather intimidating if Buddy were still able to care about such things. But they didn’t so…

“I swear to every nonexistent god grumpkind has ever come up with, I’m not leaving this cursed island until you’ve answered my questions.” Or until they were physically dragged off it, fighting every step of the way, or until they were dead.

Liz growled but… “Fine. Make it fast.”

Quickly they pulled out their notebook and recorder. Taking as deep a breath they put on their calm and friendly interviewer face before pressing record.

***

“Uh… guys we got some pretty some pretty major problems.”

The undisguised note of fear in Beffica’s voice was pretty much the only thing that could’ve drawn Filbo’s attention away from the radio right then. He looked over to see she was pointing out past the bow of the ship and down towards town.

He was loathe to leave the radio even for a moment but… along with everyone else he stepped over to look out over the ship’s railing at the town below. … Bugsnax were swarming into town from all the entrances, slowed by the destruction the earthquake had caused but not by much.

“They’re parasites,” Liz’s voice came over the radio in response to Buddy’s question. “They get inside you and they... change you. Your body and your mind. They make you want them and before you know it... you become them.

“We need to get out of here right grumping now,” Cromdo shouted, breaking everyone’s paralysis.

“We can’t,” Beffica countered before Filbo could.

“Yeah,” Wambus agreed with a growl. “Triffy’s still out there.”

“So is Buddy, Eggabell, and Liz,” Filbo said. “We can’t leave without them.” He certainly refused to especially since this was Buddy’s airship.

Cromdo growled but before he could say anything though Snorpy cut in. “And I’m not done fixing the grumping engine yet!” He was already rushing back over to it.

“Don’t worry Snorp-dawg, we’ll hold them off!” Before he’d even finished speaking, Chandlo was off, giving everyone else little choice but to follow. Filbo would’ve too but…

“Watch the egg for me for a bit,” Beffica said as she pushed the egg into his paws.

“W-why me?”

She didn’t even look back at him as she answered. “Cause you’re helping Snorpy fix the engine.”

With a grimace, he shoved it into his pouch again instead of following everyone else off the boat. It did make sense though to have one of people not fighting off the bugsnax be the one to watch it. So… no use worrying about it, he had a job to do, or more like help with.

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