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an eye for an eye
indie ask/rp for human!twins from terraria (& other characters) as seen in the fanfiction the twins: test of redemption
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bwahhhh:
“Bwuh…baw..?”
Said sock puppet mumbled to himself as he emerged from his sleeping spot, sort of not paying attention to the person talking about him. The Rabbid stumbled a bit as he walked past the human, still not completely in the waking world, trying to find some grub to munch on. The best thing his paw grabbed was a yellow flower and that’s good enough.
As slowly as he chewed on the plant, his mind woke up and reminded him of the most recent events. The reasons for his lack of sleep in the first place. Getting teleported here in that washing machine after trying to find a good napping spot, not being able to see all that well, gigantic flying eyeballs following him around–
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! BAH-BUH!”
His ears shot up as his instinct kicked in and he started burrowing at that spot. After a bit, the scared bunny stopped digging and now currently peeks out of the hole to watch for those things.
🔥 -- Spaz just watched the little thing puttering around, trying rather pointlessly to figure out if he’d ever seen something like it before (he didn’t care much for little woodland creatures; doubted he ever had, and retrograde amnesia didn’t really help him figure that out). And then--
That scream could rival him, and that was saying something. He jumped back, green eye widening and a hand instinctively falling to his blade (a dinky silver broadsword, but plenty enough to chop up a bunny, even if it was a really noisy one). Once it stopped moving, he blinked a couple times.
“...Yeesh you’ve got lungs on you.”
Lips curled in distaste, he headed up to the hole it had hidden inside, kneeling in front of it and squinting. He kept the blade in one hand, though after a moment of examining it...he decided he was going to have fun with this one.
“Ey little guy. You scared?”
...He grinned. His mouth was full of way-too-sharp teeth.
#bwahhhh#[ quaint indeed ]#[ pity everything in this world likes to try to kill you ]#[ meanwhile me @ my own muse: STOP BEING A LIL BIC ]
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🔥 ⚡ -- “I kinda like the way the cup weirdos think! Besides, you're only really in trouble if you get caught~”
“Spaz, who are you talking t--”
“OKAY TROUBLE ABANDON SHIP.”
#dash commentary tag#[ whoops my friend made aNOTHER BLOG for king dice and then cuphead blogs happened ]#[ honestly these two would probably gamble their souls to the devil too ]#[ ...except they already have and the devil is trying to get them OUT of it ]
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★ -- Hey everyone! I’m trying to come back to the indie scene after several months and a particularly bad burn in a group I’m in, so here, have some dweebs who make bad decisions (and art from like a year ago because I’m lazy).
It’d really help me out if you could like or reblog this post if you’re willing to interact with an ask/rp blog for (mainly) the human!Twins from Terraria!
We’ve got fight-y screaming mop head and paranoid angry scarf boy, as well as others from a fanfiction I’ve spent way too much time thinking about! Open to other OCs, FCs, crossovers, and other fun stuff!
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@bwahhhh started following
🔥 -- “Uhhh...”
Spaz scratches his head under that dumb hair mop of his, staring down a considerable distance.
“...Someone leave their, uh, sock puppet lyin’ around out here? ‘Cause I hate to tell ya but it just started movin’.”
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[ there is...so much old stuff in my inbox... ]
#[ CRIES DONT MAKE ME DRAAAAAWWWWWW IM AWFUL ]#[ but i wanna do things with this blog again ]#[ i dont even remember how much ive already answered??? ]#;;out of sight
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[ well MY email notifications stopped working uh Hi, this blog's still here, I've just been busy on others. I'll try to get some stuff done here tomorrow but I don't think I have threads to reply to??? If you want any interactions please hmu ]
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iiguess:
―And there went Spaz’s sword, snatched right out of his hands the minute Sam got close.
Of course, Sam had absolutely no idea that slimes were, in fact, quite powerless in the world she now popped into, so― least to say? She was scared. Terrified, even. And when one’s being chased by a giant, gooey mass of green and blue, they tend to grab at anything that could help. And since Spaz’s sword was the first thing she saw as a weapon… She took it.
So with a longsword now in her hands, the girl charged at the creatures, dragging the blade along before swinging it at them, hoping to take them out and― hopefully― not die.
And it worked. After countless ( five, maybe? ) horrible arcs, the slimes had all but turned into little slime puddles, a mere liquid corpse of its previous self.
Good news? She’s alive. Tired, somewhat dirty, but alive. Bad news? On that one last particularly hard swing, the sword managed to slip out of her grasp, fly into the air, and… break. Against a solid rock.
Whoops.
🔥 ⚡ – Spaz seemed to take a moment to realize that his sword wasn’t in his hands anymore, so surprised he was by the girl’s forwardness (and lack of a weapon. Seriously, not even a knife? Maybe she really did live under a rock...)
She was hacking away at the slimes like there was no tomorrow, and honestly he found it kind of funny...until that last swing. He just stared at the shattered blade for several seconds, his mouth hanging partially open. The man standing behind him raised an eyebrow and looked rather surprised himself--this stranger really had an arm, he hadn’t been entirely sure that was possible.
“No. Nooooo.” Spaz gestured wildly at the sword, “You are KIDDING me! We have more silver, right?”
Ret rolled his eye, though did seem concerned. “We got a bit...distracted last mining expedition, I don’t think we have enough for another one...”
“No!”
The younger twin stomped his foot like an enraged child, He then turned on the girl and grabbed her by the throat, shaking her, a wild look in his eyes and his sharper-than-natural teeth more than visible.
“You think that’s funny? What am I supposed to do now, huh? What about when the zombies come?”
The other man didn’t exactly seem to want to rush in to help, though he did halfheartedly hold out a placating hand. “Don’t you have that shield? And the book--”
“I don’t care! I’m mad, and she owes me a sword! What’ve you got to say for yourself?!”
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❤: for all of them
Random headcanon meme!
❤ : What are your muse’s thoughts on love? If they are not in a relationship, do they believe that they will ever find a perfect someone for them?
All of them, huh? I know you probably mean the main trio, but I’ll do some of the more minor main characters y’all haven’t seen much of yet ^-^
--Ret has some severe trust issues, so at this point, he wouldn’t even think of a relationship. He doesn’t believe a “perfect someone” exists, that it’s all a fantastical lie to make people feel better and crack them open, break them. A lover is a liability. Randall Spencer has been in relationships in the past, but they never ended well, partially due to his own lack of confidence. Just before he was forced to leave home, he’d been pining for several months after an exceedingly pretty and intelligent young man who was working as an apprentice to the local dye trader, but never wanted to speak up about it for fear of the consequences.
--Spaz, quite frankly, doesn’t much care about the whole concept of love. He can take it or leave it, if someone’s out there then someone’s out there, if they click they click, but he’s not actively looking or at all interested. Sherwin Spencer last saw his girlfriend running back to save her family from the Crimson overtaking the town. His brother wouldn’t let him go back for her.
--Keeper finds the concept of love and romance absolutely abhorrent, something that’s quite surprising as he’s extremely difficult to disgust. He claims the entire practice is pointless. Though upon prodding him enough, it seems that he outright does not understand the concept whatsoever--sentimental relationships between people utterly baffle him. He simply cannot fathom why anyone would want to become attached to another person like that, and why these relationships matter so much to people.
--Bailey and Mercer are married, so of course they’re quite fond of the concept. Bailey’s always been a bit of a romantic, and now that she’s married, she wants anyone else who desires it to be as happy as she and her husband are.
--Alalia does not speak of love. She seems very bitter about the whole thing. Asking around town might reveal that she was apparently very close to the group’s missing guide, Kyle, though no one can confirm if their relationship was romantic or not. She seems thoroughly uninterested nowadays.
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⍤ For keeper
Random headcanon meme!
⍤ : What does your muse’s voice sound like? Is it light? High pitched? Scratchy? Deep?
Keeper’s voice doesn’t exactly sound the way you’d expect it to. It’s actually a fairly clear, middling tenor in tone, and would actually be described as cheery or pleasant to listen to if he weren’t...you know, him. He does tend to have an odd way of speaking that makes him sound as if he’s forcing or spitting out every word, which becomes more apparent when he’s agitated, and tends to pronounce things oddly. If he’s particularly angry or threatening, he’ll speak in a pitch that’s clearly much too low for his register, giving his words a sort of grumbling quality and rendering him nearly incomprehensible.
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I WILL GET THERE. I WILLLLLLL AND IT'LL BE GREAAAATT
[ INDEED IT WILL, ANON ]
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I AM BUT LORE TAKES SO LONG TO WRITE (worth it tho)
[ if you are making one then I would very much like to know about it because like I said I just want to interact with more characters in the world ;; lore is most definitely worth it though, I have done way too much worldbuilding and it’s fantastic.
also if you need any help or anything I’d be more than willing!!! ]
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Help me now I want to make a Terraria blog
[ PLEASE JOIN US I’M DESPERATE
AND IM SURE @obsesslvedevotionlst IS TOO ]
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obsesslvedevotionlst:
~🌗~} Chanting, chanting, chanting… That’s all that could be heard from two of the figures at the main entrance, two others simply staring at seemingly nothing whilst holding their bows. It didn’t really look as if they knew- Or cared- About what Ret was doing. They all seemed more focused on the chanting, oddly enough… {~🌓~}
“Praise he, Praise he, the god of the night sky,
Take back what is yours, let them know their end is nigh.”
{~🌗~} Everything was good to go for the thief, with the cultists in blue focusing more on their rituals than they are with anything else within the area, and things seemingly becoming much more safe for our supposed ‘hero’- {~🌓~}
“Pardon.”
{~🌗~} Never mind. Somebody noticed. No, not somebody. SomeTHING. Something with a cold tone in its voice, two eyes glancing at Ret from underneath the mask, a question soon being asked that would possibly send shivers down any heroes’ spine. {~🌓~}
“Where do you think you are heading.”
⚡ – Gods damn it.
He’d thought he was home free when he reached the top of the stairs without incident, but apparently, one of the figures was a little more observant. Ret froze, though his expression gave nothing away. He put his other hand on the space gun and casually raised a bit; not ready to fire just yet, but still at the level of the robed figure’s chest.
Perhaps other Terrarians had been chilled by the tone in its voice, but he had been pushed around far too much by far too many people and forces recently to be cowed. Their so-called guide was already enough of a strange piece of work...
“I was told there was valuable equipment in this place,” he responded, his voice deadpan. “I would like to investigate. Stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours.”
...He couldn’t promise that his brother wouldn’t get off a few swings before he could be stopped, but that was a risk he was willing to take. A man of few words, Ret made as if to pass the figure, as if he had already received permission.
#obsesslvedevotionlst#[ you're fine!! i'm just happy to be interacting with another terraria blog xD ]
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@obsesslvedevotionlst
⚡ – With the sun barely peeking over the horizon, giving off just enough light to deter the undead, a lone man could be seen stealing through the semi-darkness towards the dungeon stairs. He was clad in strange, metallic orange and blue armor, and wielded a small laser gun that seemed to match his armor in one hand. The visor of his otherwise head-covering helmet was up for the sake of sight, and one would be able to see his eye patch and single, unnaturally red eye, which was currently scanning about for anything that might try to accost him.
It had taken the brothers quite a bit of time to travel here, but they had been told that it was their next destination, following the Eater of Worlds fiasco. They’d left town in the middle of the night so they wouldn’t be followed, and had a makeshift camp not too far away from their goal. Ret had insisted on going off alone to scout the dungeon before Spaz joined him, and, though the younger brother seemed to agree, Ret was half-convinced that the green-eyed man was still following him.
Gods, was he that paranoid?
Apparently, for good reason. He caught sight of a figure (perhaps more than one, he couldn’t tell from here) between the dungeon entrance’s pillars, and his grip tightened on his Space Gun instinctively.
He was not in the mood to deal with any more...obstacles on this journey - he would be more than willing to strike anyone down if they became issues. But for now, he cautiously began to make his way up the stairs, keeping his eye on the entryway and hoping to find out the nature of this obstruction before it noticed him...
#obsesslvedevotionlst#[ HI IM ALIVE ]#[ technically on a hiatus from tumblr but whoops i had to write this because NEW TERRARIA BLOG ]#[ GO FOLLOW THEM ]
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Haha, I have some humanized Bosses OCs too, and I gotta say that you inspired me a lot. So thanks, and good luck.
[ OH MY GOSH I INSPIRED SOMEONE????
Anon, that alone just means so much to me, thank you
and for the record if you ever want to share your OCs, I’m always up for hearing about them!! ]
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[ also i will get to those asks eventually i just want to draw for them but for the record at least three people have questioned their stances on alcohol and i find that hilarious ]
#;;out of sight#[ i mean it's not like terraria doesn't HAVE alcohol ]#[ being tipsy is literally a status effect ]
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So remember when I was doing an overcomplicated fanfiction for a game that has almost no lore, and then stopped writing it for a year?
Welp I’m editing it again and hoping to continue it once edits are done. So all of those “lol ur ded” comments can stop now.
BE EXCITED! And please leave kudos or something I’m desperate.
(I have an askblog for the characters at @terriblexnight!)
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