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" I SMELL COWWED-BOYS "

#HELLO RICK WELCOME HOME *GETS YOU GETS YOU GETS Y*

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Also have this vague memory of a drawing

Gingi beloved

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It's October 22nd, which means it's Oliver Swift's birthday today!

Truly a day to don your gnarliest hat, force your favourite people to watch a mockbuster (eg: Ratatoing) and devour the worst food imaginable!

#OUGH GOD OH FUCK AAAA I ALMOST MISSED OLIVE MANS BIRTH!!!! #bites him as hard as I can and shakes him around in my mouth like a squeaky toy

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I think about the line

“It’s not all bad. People throw meat at me sometimes! I hope you get to see that...” 

SO much for Gingi. It’s like the perfect example of who they are. Because only Gingi could find the evidence that people are good in an act like hucking a slab of meat at him to ( possibly ) make him go away. And then end it off with something as sentimental as:   “I hope you get to see that...”

#is he a degenerate? yes. will he change? god I hope not #I love this little green weirdo #he's got a good heart. you know. beyond all the ooze and slime and acid and various other organs he may or may not have

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GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY, WHAT HAVE THEY DONE

#bassard staff stop making everything like twitter and tiktok #jail for staff #jail for one million years

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[ SNIFFS AT THE GLASS.  SNIFFS AT THE GLASS.  SNIFFS AT THE GLASS.  SNIFFS AT THE --

#「 in chara. 」 . . . ˗ˏˋ 𝘩𝘮 . . . 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. ´ˎ˗ #「 open. 」 . . . ˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑. 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍. 𝐍𝐎𝐖. ´ˎ˗ #yes he is slobbering. yes the glass is getting foggy and drooled upon. no he will not stop #unless you threaten them with animal control of course

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( @ncrmality​ ) “   remember   before ,   when   i   was   talking   about   smelly   garbage   standing   around   being   useless  ?   that   was   a   metaphor  .   i   was   actually   talking   about   you  .   ” (saw this on your FNAF blog and I *HAD* to send it over here for Mingus)

[ CONFUSED APE NOISES ] > “ BOLD OF YOU TO ASSUME I CAN REMEMBER BACK THAT FAR! ”

[ You  know,  you  are  at  her  mercy  at  the  moment.  Might  not  be  the  best  idea  to  anger  the  ONE  person  who  could  literally  MAKE  YOU  DISAPPEAR. ]

“ sHUT! -- No spoilers! That doesn’t happen til later! “ [ -- Wha -- ] “ -- Anyways, g - garbage has uses! “

[ Name  one. ]

“ . . . A - A tasty little treat for baba.  A multitude and gathering of various colorful snackies that can be used for a sha - shark - cootery board. ”

[ Charcuterie  board . . .  Right.  Nice  try,  but  I  don’t  think  anyone  but  YOU  would  want  to  ingest  2  week  old  meat  and  cheese  with  battery  acid,  discarded  needles  and  the  like. ]

#[ hands you my gingi. he has every disease and is banned from most public places ] #「 in chara. 」 . . . ˗ˏˋ 𝘩𝘮 . . . 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. ´ˎ˗ #「 closed. 」 . . . ˗ˏˋ *𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺* ´ˎ˗ #ncrmality

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I see tumblr as The Realm 

#fuckin #gingi and narrator canon dialogue

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Dialtown !?

#the sillies!!!

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i saw the original post and this was all i could think of

it literally reads like dialtown dialogue

#gingi is correct. mint chip good.

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yelling to the void about this but had some Idears and Thots while replaying DSAF and Dialtown these last few days. 

I really love this main theme of this mad attempt to grasp at a time / return to a time that is impossible to reach. The attempt itself being the downfall, and almost forcing the main big bad into losing any chance at happiness in the time they inhabit here and now.

Mingus was at least willing to take the help of Norm in the good ending, weather she liked it or not. But in the end it was good for her, it was a step in letting go. Which is something that’s clearly very hard for her. And while Mingus is definitely focused on her own gain, it would be wholly inaccurate to say she was a monster. 

She, much like Henry M, lost someone important to her which was this driving force to change the world to fit an image they thought was best. Henry M and Mingus both seem to have the ego to think they know best for the world as well. I can’t speak on Callum Crown since we don’t know too much about him canonically lore wise, but I honestly think that’s an excellent choice.

 There’s an excellent amount of care taken in establishing this world that has been so drastically effected directly by him, and Mingus. We hear a few tidbits of information and there’s some hints towards things we find out later about Mingus, her intentions and theming. But all around, he remains a bit of a mystery. This individual who may have had a bit more questionable intentions or ideas is so (chefs kiss)

In a way, you get to know Callum Crown without ever really meeting him. You know him through the world he’s left behind, through the people he’s left behind, through those that were before the Dialup. Close or otherwise. It’s a wonderful storytelling tool that makes now only the underlying mystery more believable but that much more captivating.

This theme of slowly discovering more about the world you live in and how it’s been effected by someone is also seen a bit in DSAF.

I like that Dogman decided to leave that a mystery, personally I feel like it adds to the experience and I kind of don’t want to know more. I’m very much content and floored by the whimsy o the mystery. We never know Callum, not personally, but we do get to know him through what he changed and left behind.

In the end, it doesn’t really matter who he was or what his intentions were. Because if you get stuck on trying to make sense of the past you miss out on the future you could have. It’s a nice theme, and a lesson that Mingus almost misses and Henry M is too late to learn. 

I’m sure there’s more but my incoherent rambling aside, 10 out of 10 game. great storytelling and characterization as always and a level of it I strive to do! Play Dialtown.

#spoilers? #kind of? #thunking upon Henry M - Mingus and Callum Crown #I have another ramble after this but thisll do for now bsdhjbf #I'm sure someone's already come to all my conclusions but I still like to share.

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Are you aware of tiktok's infatuation with you?

I am unaware of everything

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If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that’d be a neat noise 

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reblog to fucking lick the person you reblog from

#MMM. NUTRI-ANTS.

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Truth   be   told,   all   that   rummaging   and   scuttling   barely   ever   got   him   much   for   his   work   --   at   least   beyond   delicious   SOIL   and   mayhaps   some   gravel   as   well   if   he   was   lucky.   But,   today   was   different!   Today   he   found   An   Objéct™   and   one   of   note!   (   cowboys   played   harmon-eh-keys   didn’t   they?   )   ...   Well   he   was   about   to   find   out!

And   to   their   delight,   he   seems   to   like   it!   Doesn’t   play   it   though,   but   it   is   covered   in   Gingi   Juices.   The   most   mysterious   and   worrying   fluids   of   all.

[   GRUNT   OF   APPROVAL   ]

Ah,   and   now   he   wishes   to   know   where   it   was   Gingi   found   such   a   thing.   What   would   be   an   acceptable   but   believable   answer?

“   found   it   rummaging   through   the   sóil   much   like   a   wild   hog!   ”   (   nothing   more   believable   than   the   truth,   babey!   )

The   fact   that   he   also   spent   a   good   portion   of   his   time   afterwards   laying   in   the   dirt   bemoaning   about   how   much   gravel   he   had   eaten   with   reckless   abandon   was   not   important.   Seems   he   really   hit   the   mark   on   this   one,   thankful   that   he   was   able   to   recall   at   least   a   short   portion   of   Cowboy   Lore™   before   his   thoughts   shifted   again.

“   I   thought   you   might   like   it,   given   you   are   a   Cowed-Boy™   and   all!   "

How   he   talks   like   that   is   ALSO   unimportant.   mostly   because   if   pointed   out   by   the   narrator,   they   will   once   more   earn   the   ire   of   the   stitched   one.

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funfaired asked: [ GIVE ] he scurries up and drops a harmonica he found at Norm’s feet … Then stares vacantly up at him.

[Norm barely had time to process the events unfolding before him, between the rapid scurrying from Phonegingi – thank the Lord he recognized him, otherwise he might have drawn his gun ( and fired ) – and…whatever had been dropped at his feet. It sounded like hard plastic…maybe metal. Norm quirked a brow beneath his paper bag, a skeptical frown on his features; he’d likened Gingi’s senses and mannerisms to an animal’s before, but this really hammered in that “ferality” they were always yammering on about. Who else would think to deliver a present like this? A cat??]

[Still…it was a gift. Probably. Norm hadn’t managed a glimpse of it, whatever it might be – alas, Gingi’s scuttling had consumed his attention instead. Hell, he still had Norm’s attention. The way Gingi was “staring” forced Norm to keep an eye on him – he didn’t enjoy being watched, or rather, the feeling that accompanied it. Maybe both. He still saw the eyes.]

[Maintaining “eye” contact with Phonegingi, Norm knelt down to pick up whatever his friend had fetched for him; a…harmonica. Huh. Norm stood back up, carefully examining it. Where the Hell had Phonegingi managed to find this? He was almost impressed, considering its condition – the only “fault” it had now was it being covered in Gingi’s slobber. A downside of him delivering it the way he had, Norm supposed.]

[This was…surprisingly sweet, nevertheless. Covered in spit, which made him want to keep his lips far away until he thoroughly cleaned it, but the gesture was still nice. Really, he’d expected that Phonegingi would gift something useless or disgusting – a sock, roadkill, trash…but this was a pleasant surprise.]

❝ …Thanks, Phonegingi. Where’d ya find this, anyhow? ❞

#「 in chara. 」 . . . ˗ˏˋ 𝘩𝘮 . . . 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. ´ˎ˗ #norm gets objects gingi finds like pretty rocks and roadkill !! #Object for Sheriff Softie!!! #they are so.... #1800scaryphone #1-800-scaryphone

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*gibs pizza* (just wanted an excuse to interact shshdjd)

At   first,   Gingi   was   more   than   certain   he'd   be   shoo'd   away   like   some   common   𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓   ...   (   which   he   was   but   he   still   wished   to   have   Peet-za   )   --   After   all,   with   how   often   Bunny   did   it   when   Gingi   sniffed   upon   the   glass   at   all   the   𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐓,   what   else   could   he   come   to   expect?

However,   today   seems   to   be   one   of   the   luckier   days!   Days   where   people   would   throw   him   𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐓   !!!   ...   Okay   well,   sometimes   it   was   to   generally   get   him   away   from   them   like   some   feral   hog,   but   they   still   fed   him   nonetheless!

With   a   ferocity   that's   unknown   he   takes   the   'za   and   scarfs   it   down   like   a   wild   animal.

"   ourgghh,   thank   you   Kind   Sir,   I   hath   been   looking   for   food   for   many   a   moon.   "

It's   only   been   like   ...   10   minuets?

"   ---   FOR   MANY   A   MOON!   "

Alright,   many   a   moon,   got   it.   Well,   seems   all   that   skulking   outside   their   establishment   finally   paid   off !   You   did   it   Gingi,   you   got   some   ‘za.

#local green Creechur sniffs outside the glass of BEAR for a straight week to get some Delicious 'za #feralreason #festivereason #DAVE AND GINGI HOURS!!! LETS GOOOO!! #「 in chara. 」 . . . ˗ˏˋ 𝘩𝘮 . . . 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. ´ˎ˗