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"Ye think yer' so grand." Oozed 'Arry.
"But ye're not!" Cackled Bert.
Gordon glared at the diesels.
"I am Gordon. I am blue, and grand. You," he sneered, glaring at 'Arry, "are smelly diesels. You are yellow and stripy. Yellow and stripy is not grand."
Gordon sniffed snootily. Then, he whooshed forward grandly -- straight into Diesel's flatbed!
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number1spongebobfan · 4 months
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Here are diesels Mavis, Diesel, Salty, Arry and Bert in their winter wear.
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I kept the picture in black and white (the diesels of T & F have a gritty vibe, mostly).
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bladexjester · 4 months
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Arry and Bert drop by Squidward's house
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lol 😂 😆
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team-zug · 1 year
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Ok, everyone meet Iron Standy. Arry and bert adopted little sister.
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Jk ok, but I have this idea. I had that Standy from all engines go works at the Smelters yard with Arry and Bert. And this is how I think what she would look like I hope you like this idea.
Sandy belong to All engines go (c) Mattel.
Arry and Bert belong to Thomas the tank engine, and friends. (C) britt allcroft and David Mitton and Hit Entertainment and Mattel.
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DIESELS (p. 2)
Mavis 'Arry & Bert
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augustlaven · 2 years
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I asked my friend to rate the characters from the demo
cw: maybe specific humor, swear words
Protagonist. The main zachmory`sh (we came up with this word and I do not know how to translate it)
Thomas. Like a good one, but your spoilers are scary 8/10
Edward. Will bring and will take. 10/10
Henry. Kind but can also hit the fuck. 11/10
Gordon. Thief Mom 6/10
James. The best bitch with a sense of self-importance in the area fuckload/10
Percy. Copy of me 20/10
Rosie. Some guy(girl)
Molly. And who the fuck are you
Oliver. And who the fuck are you x2
Emily. I thought there would be something, but no. 7/10
Neville. He won't ask why you need to print out photos of corpses 10/10
Duck. Will send you with a shady type to take pictures. Bad father -5/10
Diesel. We will knock out the windows of competitors for 100 cents 4/10
Daisy. At first glance, the only adequate living being in this carnival 9/10
Arry and Bert. Smooth boys 5/10
Diesel 10. "I will definitely take revenge"
Someone
2022-2022
8/10
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ttte-paint-shop · 2 years
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toast-com · 2 years
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Extraction
"Remember Baxter," Fenchurch began, glancing at Captain Baxter, who was grinning viciously, teeth on display. "We go in, grab Stepney, and get out." He looked his friend in the eye. "Try not to kill anyone." Captain Baxter smirked at Fenchurch.
"No promises Fen." He replied, and the lycanthrope loped forward, shifting into his animal form; a giant river otter. Fenchurch followed close behind, heading into the Sodor Ironworks. He found his thoughts drifting towards Stepney, his little brother, and he frowned, worried.
Stepney leapt away as Bert lunged at him. He snarled. He was growing tired of this game.
"This song and dance is growing tiresome!" Stepney snapped, bristling as he shifted, his teeth growing sharp. "I will put an end to it, now!" He leapt at Bert, eyes red and baleful. Bert stumbled back, tripping over the mangled corpse of his twin brother Arry, and shrieked in fear at the sight of the corpse. Stepney lunged at him, and Bert never stood a chance.
"Stepney!" Fenchurch entered the Ironworks, Captain Baxter close behind. He could see a form, staggering towards them. Hope flared in Fenchurch's chest, and he took a step forward.
"Wait Fenchurch." Captain Baxter held out a arm, blocking him from advancing towards the figure. Fenchurch glanced at his friend. Captain Baxter's fur was bristling, and his pupils were pinpricks, teeth bared at the form approaching the pair. The figure staggered into the light, revealing himself to be Stepney, in his half animal form, eyes glowing red in the Ironworks light. Fenchurch stared at his little brother.
"Stepney?" The lycanthrope's gaze flickered to meet his older brother's. Stepney's red eyes were animalistic,band there was no recognition behind them. His lip curled in a snarl, and he dropped on all fours, preparing to attack. Fenchurch felt his blood run cold.
"He doesn't recognize me." Fenchurch thought, as Stepney lunged at him. Captain Baxter leapt at him, pinning the snarling lycanthrope under his paws.
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pistonsandgearsinc · 7 months
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Traintober: Day 10 "Happiest"
"Nobody's ever happy being around Killdane."
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[Killdane Iron & Smelting Co, East Sodor]
Derek trundled into the yard with a long train of scrap from The Mainland in tow. He glanced about the yards watching the workers going about their work. Truth be told he wasn't at his happiest here, for good reason, naturally. He himself had been in danger of being scrapped not long ago, still work had to get done, and he had a job to do.
As he approached the smelting sheds, he noticed something odd. The Ironworks was. . .staffed with different engines. Drake, a small great western shunter stopped ahead of Derek. "Good work, if you need the fuel pumps they're on the siding nearest the sheds.", Derek looked the engine over, and against better judgement asked, "Are you new to the ironworks?" The engine, stared at Derek, grumbled something indiscernible, before bluntly stating "No, I've been here for quite a while."
Derek thought for a moment, and asked.
"Weren't there two diesel shunters who ran this yard?".
Drake stared, a difficult to determine expression with hints of tiredness fell upon their face. "No." they said quite plainly. "Are you quite sure?" Derek ventured again, Drake pondered for a moment. "Over there." they said, Derek looked over and watched an unfamiliar diesel shunter, grumble past with a train of slag wagons and what appeared to be a rusty tender in front.
Derek didn't quite know what to say.
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Sprites and Background by PrincessMuffins, CJ The Creator, Amelheronemus, etc. [I have only reskinned some stuff]
Happy Traintober!
Sorry for the absence, college is a lot of work.
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[1963]
The twins were still resentful towards each other as they pulled into the yard. They overheard Sir Topham Hatt talking to Toby.
“There simply isn’t room in the schedule. I would have to loan another engine, and I doubt Duck would take kindly to such arrangements. I almost wish we had another engine-”
Sensing a chance to get away from Harry, Bert perked up. “Send me, Toppy.”
Sir Topham Hatt didn’t seem particularly amused by the nickname, but chose to ignore it.
“I appreciate the enthusiasm and …perceived work ethic, but I need one engine, not two.”
“Then there’s no problem, sir. I am one engine.”
“Won’t you two miss working together?” Toby inquired. “You work together all the time. I’d certainly miss Henrietta if we were split up.”
“That’s cause you’re all sentimental - and probably senile.” Bert said the last part louder than he’d intended - not that it mattered to him. “I’m great workin’ on my own.”
“Then go, then.” Harry growled. “Work’ll move a lot faster without you gettin’ in the way.”
“Is that why you pushed me into that lorry?”
“You pulled me!”
“Enough!” Sir Topham Hatt bellowed. “Bert, I will let you work alongside Duck at the Coaling Plant - provided you maintain good behavior. I can and will send you back to the Ironworks on the first offense. Am I understood?”
“Perfectly, sir. Wouldn’t have it any other way.” And he scuttled away, before Harry could comment - or realize he’d been left with Bert’s trucks as well as his own.
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number1spongebobfan · 5 months
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Duncan the Humbug (Part 11)
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Big Six and Duncan found themselves next to two diesels, Arry and Bert. They were pulling apart a lifeless engine lying on a crate.
"Oi Bert, I'm not surprised he crashed. Reckless ol' sour lemon."
"I could still 'ear 'im wheezing in 'is last hours,"
"Oi! He'll never fit in 'is coffin with a funnel that long."
"That can be arranged."
Arry sawed the engine's smokestack in half. Then both diesels went off cackling.
The engine was faceless. But it wore a tattered vest, a kilt, gloves and rollerskates. Duncan begged Big Six to take him somewhere happier.
"Hi Rusty!" said Thomas. "Today is Christmas, do you want to play with me?"
"I can't play with you Thomas. I'm sad."
"But why?"
Skarloey held a white cross to his chest. He sobbed quietly.
"Our little Luke is dead. He slipped on a hill. He crashed."
Thomas stuttered. "G-guys . . . I'm so sorry. Gosh, I remember when I first met Luke. He was so sweet."
"Mr. Percival, I'd like to register a complaint:"
Two engine drivers were covered in casts, one looking very sad, and one looking very mad.
"Oh my goodness, what happened to you guys?"
"Well, two of your engines crashed into each other this morning . . ."
"Who?"
"I'll give you a hint: Peter Pan and The Grinch on ice skates."
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bladexjester · 11 months
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Diesel: Ugh, what is that?
'Arry: Hehe, silly steamer.
Bert: Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
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lol 😂
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devilowls · 2 months
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Some devious diesels
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fabianvalencia561 · 22 days
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If Arry and Bert went on a party, how many days would they be drunk and how would they get back to the diesel workshops?
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henryisalesbian · 1 year
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diesel deserves to have a little a found family. as a treat.
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uselessalexis165 · 2 months
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tried making some ttte memes (311)
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