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yours-the-author · 9 months

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Spoilers for My Friendly Neighborhood? And Who Framed Roger Rabbit? Maybe? IDK I'm just putting my thoughts down.

I watched Super Horror Bro's let's play of MFN and I really liked it! Gordon is great, Ricky is great, everyone is great... but a lot of people seem to be over looking the whole "living puppets" thing? (or maybe I just haven't been looking hard enough.) And that got me thinking... what if the world logic of MFN is like that of Who Framed Roger Rabbit?

Like, the two have some similarities already (tough, down on his luck guy with a gun deals with the shenanigans of TV mascots while dark things happen around him), but let's put it like this:

In the world of Roger Rabbit, cartoon characters (toons) are alive. This isn't really explained in the movie, as far as I remember, but it's just a fact. The toons are real, they have jobs, they have a place to live, but they're also sort of considered "second class citizens" in a way; they don't really get a lot of variety in what jobs they can thrive in (they work in entertainment, usually), and they don't always get treated very well (Eddie Valiant, the protagonist, often responds to cartoon shenanigans by saying "toons" in a clearly derogatory way; and cartoon tools like singing swords and sentient shoes [which I think are safe to assume they're alive and sentient? less so than other toons, but you get it] are kept in boxes, seemingly for long periods of time). Toons also have their "Toon Town", their own separate place to live that, for much of the movie, is in danger due to the owner of Toon Town (a human) dying and potentially letting Toon Town get destroyed for the sake of a highway, and thus destroying the only known place where toons can safely live.

So, to summarize: 1. Toons are alive, an accepted fact by society. 2. Toons are citizens, and are expected to work to earn their keep. 3. Toons are citizens, and there is slight prejudice against them ("slight" may be putting it lightly).

Now, let's look at MFN:

Gordon J. O'Brien is a human, who is tasked with shutting off the antenna of the studio that used to produce and televise the children's show My Friendly Neighborhood. We see in a cutscene prior to gameplay that most television shows are hosted/acted by human players, except for MFN, which is primarily led by puppet actors. Nothing wrong there; it's a children's show, and as a lot of children shows go, puppets and other cartoonish set pieces are used to entertain. Most adult shows are filled with live people, and at the hour that the TV is shown, adult programming is more likely to be on than children's programming.

But consider what happens when Gordon enters the studio lot, namely when he first meets Ricky the sock puppet. Gordon is surprised by Ricky's appearance, but he doesn't really address it. In fact, he treats Ricky like he might be the owner/face of the establishment. We could argue that Gordon is just rolling with it: it's his last job of the day, he's on probation for a bad attitude and could get fired for failing to do his job or keeping up that bad attitude, so he's just playing along with whoever the crazy human behind the sock puppet is. All well and good, except when things start getting darker.

Gordon sees a puppet (Norman) bashing its head against the wall, seemingly of its own free will, and he offers little more than a "what the...?" Even when the puppets begin attacking him, he just carries on. Maybe he's just super dedicated to finishing his job and leaving so he can go home. But there comes a point, I'd like to think, when dealing with potentially deadly possessed puppets where a normal person thinks, "is this minimum wage job really worth my life?" and usually, the answer is probably "no, consequences be damned, I'm leaving while I'm alive."

So that begs the question: what sort of person carries on with his job when it's possible there are murder puppets after his life? Most people have said that Gordon is just "so done" with everything in his life that he doesn't particularly care, which makes sense; he seems to be a war veteran with little to enjoy in his life. But there's "being done", and there's "a strange but relatively normal day". So: what if puppets being sentient is just... a thing? A rule that the world doesn't necessarily question? Puppets trying to hug people to death is definitely unusual, but that's the only strange thing.

That leads to another supporting question: who owns the studio where MFN used to be broadcast? The buildings, for the most part, are all well maintained with working electricity and general power. It's a little under kept, but the maintenance is there. And yet, there are no people around. At all. All of the offices are empty, all of the sewer areas are empty, it's just puppets all the way down. But why? The show isn't being made any more, so why are all these buildings empty? Shouldn't they be filled with new businesses, new people, new lives? Or at the very least, if no one owns them/uses them, then shouldn't they be knocked down and the land used for some other company? A newspaper mentions a company that bought up a lot of land and buildings for their own consumerist purposes, often kicking tenants out of their homes to do so, so clearly it's not unheard of to knock down/take over buildings that have no obvious purpose.

But the puppets still live there. The puppets do their own thing, wallowing in their accidental trauma, but otherwise not going out and attacking people. They stick to their buildings, and don't bother anyone. So is the MFN studio the "Toon Town" for these puppets? Do they technically "own" the lot? I recall a different note mentioning that the tools and materials of MFN were the "property" of a different company after MFN was taken off air, but the puppets are still in the building, wandering around. Why, unless they have some right to the land?

It could also offer an explanation of why Gordon is tasked with turning off the antenna instead of any other company: the puppets refuse to turn off the antenna and stop broadcasting their show over the network, so they have to send someone in to do it themselves. Not just anyone, though: a down on his luck old war vet with a bad attitude who doesn't seem to have any real importance to the city. If he does get killed, fine, send someone else to do it. If he succeeds, great! In fact, everyone seems so happy to see him successfully disable the antenna that he gets promoted to manager in the "bad ending", despite being on probation. Why is he rewarded so much for doing his job, unless it was really important that the show was shut off? Maybe it's a weird political statement? Or a symbol of human dominance over the "puppet class"? Whatever the case, it's definitely weird that Gordon is so well rewarded for shutting down the show.

Alternatively, in the "normal" and "true" endings, Gordon decides to help get the show back on the air, legally. In the normal ending, he specifically makes a note of how he has to keep his head down, not telling anyone what he's doing and eventually not coming back to the studio because he thinks he's done his part and can move on. In the true ending, he's found out and fired, despite disconnecting the antenna as his job required him. Why would he be fired for doing his job? Unless the wire disconnect was meant to have some bigger meaning? Are the puppets considered "second class", or "other"? Is their show getting back on air and gaining a following some sort of problem for the company Gordon works for? Some people like the show, and some people hate it, but it does gain a following.

A recurring theme in this game is "darkness/meanness vs light/goodness", with modern "adult" television being dark and mean and more "appropriate" in the post war world, and the old "children" television being a bright reminder to be good and friendly, which doesn't correlate with the world that the post war city has become. Maybe the puppets are a living reminder of the "good" in the world that adults are shielding themselves from? I don't know, I'm kind of rambling at this point.

Speaking of the war- isn't it weird how they just refer to it as "the war"? Based on the context and the dates, it's fairly agreed by the community that the war represents the Vietnam War, a controversial event that televised the dark realities of war to everyone with a television, which was mostly everyone. If it's supposed to be the Vietnam War, why not just call it that? Unless it's not the Vietnam War, not technically, in this universe? Since the puppets are living beings (even if they aren't exposed to television and the horrors of war until after the show stops), maybe there are other historical differences in this universe, too? Different lands, boundaries, people, etc?

And when the puppets- no longer supervised due to a world going dark from the atrocities of war- watch television to find what they're missing that other TV shows have, they get traumatized by what they see, and inadvertently incorporate it into what they know. They're impressionable, like children- or a sheltered class of people. They all get a little intense- insane ramblings and hugging people to death- but some of them go so far as to physically change themselves (remove their eyes, give themselves human teeth, turn into monsters) as a screwed attempt to gain the love and attention that the "darkness" offers. Unless someone takes some time to talk to the puppets, to let them know that there can still be good and light in the world, then the puppets will all remain on that lot, by themselves, without an outlet, and will possibly be destroyed when the now pointless studio lot is without purpose. That's what Gordon's for: someone who has also been troubled by the darkness of the world, but can take the time and empathy to be a little bit friendly.

Sorry for the long post; it's possible there's more stuff I forgot to talk about, or some information I got wrong, but feel free to add your thoughts to this! I need to go to bed, I have work in the morning.

#me talking #long post #my friendly neighborhood #who framed roger rabbit #spoilers #honestly when I first saw the cutscene with goblette I was like #oh yeah I bet the war was between the puppets and the humans #but then ricky proved me wrong with the big reveal of why they're a little crazy #gordon is The Man #and ricky is The Sock Puppet #putting those in caps to make them sound important #we love a hardened war vet who can talk puppets through their trauma #and we love a weird little sock boy that's just doing his best

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iekeejkeek · 5 months

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The janitor can be hot to yk

#my friendly neighborhood #mfn gordon #mfn sock puppet #mfn ricky

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just-mebs · 9 months

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Y'all ready to see me not be normal about My Friendly Neighborhood

#ricky x gordon otp bro i want to smooch the sock puppet #mine.mebs

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fireflysummers · 9 months

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My brain has been unfriendly, so I decided to draw some friendly friends: Wally Darling from @partycoffin's upcoming ARG Welcome Home and Ricky from the recently released indie game My Friendly Neighborhood.

I finished watching a let's play for MFN, and it was a solid game. No "installments by chapter," self-contained story without sequel bait, felt like a survival horror game without any significant horror, no real jumpscares.

And while I love mascot horror for the most part, I've didn't realize I was getting tired of how... mean spirited it is? And also how I'm tired of mean spirited. MFN felt very tributary, and as a true tribute, it didn't try to twist things designed for love and for children into something darker. (I would have rioted if they'd made a Dark Mister Rogers plot twist, really.) Despite the more distinctly horror themes of Welcome Home, there's very much a feeling of love that transcends "What if Elmo was Evil."

Anyways.

Commissions are Open

Image ID: Wally Darling (a muppet-type character with yellow skin, a red ascot, a blue blazer, and a blue pompadour) from the upcoming ARG "Welcome Home" sits leaning on a white wooden fence, with his lower half obscured. To his side is a birdhouse that looks like Wally's House, and from its door emerges the gray-and-red sock puppet Ricky, from the indie game My Friendly Neighborhood. They are enjoying sharing a conversation, although the speech bubbles surrounding them are blank, leaving it to the audience's imagination what they're talking about.

#my friendly neighborhood #mfn #welcome home #welcome home fanart #wally darling #mfn ricky #my doodles

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bmn-fandoms · 9 months

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Ya know, skrew it.

Human(-ish) Ricky

I design this sock puppet the way I want becuase he is a sock puppet. Enjoy

#🌕 : post #🌕 : art #🏘️ : my friendly neighborhood #🏘️ : my friendly neighborhood fanart #my friendly neighborhood #my friendly neighborhood fanart #my friendly neighborhood art #my friendly neighborhood Ricky #MFN #MFN fanart #MFN art #MFN Ricky

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perfectdolls · 1 year

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okay. ohio college school of theatre rtc production notes. there's a lot. sorry! it's the tism. also not all of these are necessarily bad things, just things i felt like noting. this production was fantastic and the cast was great!! go see it tomorrow and the day after yall you won't regret it

Began 6 minutes late

A few lyrics of Karnak's Dream of Life were left off or I couldn't hear them

I love that Karnak plays the piano

VIRGIL IS SO SMALL he's a little figure OH HIS TINY BASS

A lot of flashing lights before Uranium Suite

MISCHA'S HALF ASSED MOVEMENTS I <3 HIM

NOEL PUSHED OCEAN BEFORE HIS SOLO IN URANIUM SUITE

Mischa on his phone :-)

Ocean + Constance held hands :-)

The people who used each prize item held them up!

Mischa lightly shoved Ocean when going to his intro position

RICKY CLICKED HIS HEELS

Ricky + Mischa high-fived and it hurt Mischa's hand

Jane is taller than like everyone she's so stiff /pod

Noel backed up and walked to the other side of the stage when Jane walked up to him

When Karnak said "no tradesies" Noel smiled

NOEL TOOK A BITE OF THE BREAST MILK SANDWICH AND DANCED WITH IT THEN WIPED HIS MOUTH OFF AFTER OCEANS INTRO

Jane is so obsessed with Constance <3 she's just staring at her while Ocean's doing her whole monologue

When Ocean accidentally conceded, Noel laughed

OCEAN HEADSET IN WTWN

The WTWN choreo us so cute

MISCHA SKIPPED AWAY + KICKED HIS FEET

Ricky is playing on a DS

Everyone being out of breath after WTWN

Jane leans into the Taco Bell picture projection

Jane shares a cigarette with Ricky

Noel's dress is gorgeous and so is his voice I love him

TOP TIER NISCHA DANCE IM FAG

The priest segment was pre-recorded in black and white and projected onto the syc

Mischa was so smiley after Noel's Lament

SOCK PUPPETS IN EVERY STORY'S GOT A LESSON

Ricky + Mischa playing with sock puppets

Jane is so fascinated by her sock puppet

Mischa has a tiny Canadian flag in his intro

Ricky + Jane dancing + pretending to beatbox and rap during Mischa's intro

He said "shit the beat" or at least it sounded like it

Piano renditions of WTWN and TSIA are weird

Everyone is doing their own dances in the first verse of TSIA

MISCHA SMACKED NOEL'S ASS?????

Jane is Talia

Mischa's nails are black!

Noel has a violin during Talia, Ocean + Constance have tambourines, and Ricky has a drum

This rendition of Talia is gorgeous omg

Mischa walks across the stage in search of Talia :-(

The end bit of Talia was so awkward

The Nischa hug was so good :-( you can hear Mischa crying + even after they pulled away Noel was rubbing his shoulder (also it looked like Mischa kissed Noel's neck when he went in for that hug)

Ricky's actor really messed up a few lines of the pre SABM monologue

Jane + Mischa are Ricky's parents

Noel had cat plushies!

Noel's actor is great at accents

This SABM is beautiful holy shit

The SABM costumes for Noel and Mischa sucked

Mischa plays the electric guitar in SABM and Noel headbands intensely

No Ricky costume change :-(

Mischa is Count Dogulous holy fuck he's shooting people

Jane + Ricky dance a lot

Mischa is so affectionate with Ricky he held his face

Everyone had their lives/memories in boxes but there was nothing in Jane's, she looked so hard then SHE PUT HER DOLL IN IT I WILL CRY

The TBOJD umbrellas look sick as hell

The choirs voices drowned out Jane's in the beginning

VISUALS OMG FUCK

TBOJD has the best visuals are you fucking kidding me this is beautiful

TBOJD is the fucking best omg

Birthday hats for everyone but Jane's fell off :-(

Mischa put on Jane's birthday hat for her instead of Ocean

Noel teaches Jane about the triangle! <3

MISCHA HAND ON NOEL SHOULDER. THEN IT WENT IN HIS HAIR. THEN ON OTHER SHOULDER. THEN HE PULLED NOEL IN SO HIS HEAD WAS OJ HIS SHOULDER. THEN MISCHA HELD THE VODKA UP FOR NOEL TO FINISH OFF.

Ricky + Jane playing dress up :-D

MISCHA'S ACTOR HAS A HOT VOICE

Constance's monologue got me :-(

Jane was the first to go up to Constance in Sugar Cloud

Ricky drumsticks + Noel tambourine in Sugar Cloud AND JANE TRIANGLE

Ocean held the recorder for Constance

Mischa + Jane danced together

Ocean is using the recorder as her own mic + Jane is using the triangle stick

MISCHA DOING THE CONCERT THING WITH HIS PHONE FLASH LIGHT

Blackrose hand holding :-( /pos ×2 AND A HUG

"My date with a rat named Virgil" KARNAK.

Jane gave her doll to Constance + Constance hugged it :-(((

Blackrose hand holding

Karnak's death was anticlimactic

Blackrose + Nischa held onto each other during Karnak's death

BLACKROSE AND NISCHA DANCING IN IT'S JUST A RIDE FUCK

Nidcha held hands first at the end of It's Just A Ride

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orbitalsilly · 6 months

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made this because i saw the second image while looking at ricky the sock puppet images on here :3

#ricky the sock #my friendly neighborhood #peace was an option #:3

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zoeyslament · 6 months

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Other Hobbies the choir members would have?

AH TY!

Ocean: Horse girl Ocean will always be a thing in my heart. She rides horses + cares for a horse that is not hers but owned by one of her neighbours. His name is Remi. (That was my horse’s name when I used to ride a long time ago!) She also plays a bit of piano, though she’s not very good, and plays Softball in the spring.

Noel: He journals a lot, and practices calligraphy and pressing flowers! He has a whole shelf of old leather bound journals just filled with pressed flowers, calligraphy, little doodles, and love notes! He also knows how to ice skate and does that in the winter, he and Constance like to go together.

Mischa: Besides his YouTube gig I imagine he does some sports, specifically hockey and lacrosse. He tries out for the football team every year but never makes it on. He also secretly enjoys dance, but he would never admit that to anyone.

Ricky: My man Ricky is chronically online. He writes fanfiction and has his own blog and ARG all centered around Zolar and the Space Age Bachelor Man! He’s not very active, it’s kind of hard for him to be active, but he’s great at basketball, and can pretty much make a hoop from anywhere on the court if he’s balanced/focused enough!

Penny: Sweet, dear child. She collects skulls and bones, dries them out, and keeps them on a shelf. Some of her less creepy hobbies include hiking, roller blading, and swimming. She’s a fantastic diver!

Constance: As mentioned before, she and Noel go ice skating together like once a week every winter, then they make hot cocoa afterward. She loves to bake and she’s very good at it! She also sews and is very crafty. She’s made the choir’s Halloween costumes every year for a long time! She and her little brother like to make sock puppets and put on shows together as well.

#rtc #ride the cyclone #headcanon #headcanons #ocean o’connell rosenberg #ocean rtc #noel gruber #noel rtc #mischa bachinski #mischa rtc #penny lamb #penny legoland #penny rtc #ricky potts #ricky rtc #constance blackwood #constance rtc

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ericaportfolio · 9 months

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Raise the curtain! Bring up the lights! The Neighborhood is coming to town!

I was hoping to get this done yesterday, but since I was mainly focused on playing the game. So the final picture was delayed. I wanted a better complete version than an incomplete drawing at the end. Now we need a sequel with the Neighborhood and Gordon versus the game's version of the villains from The Dark Crystal and Labyrinth! Sign me up when that happens!

#my friendly neighborhood #my friendly neighborhood gordon #my friendly neighborhood ricky #ricky the sock puppet #mfn #mfn gordon #mfn ricky #Can we have a sequel?

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therewasatale · 9 months

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put up with worse

On Ao3.

Summary: Gordon showed kindness to these puppets, it's time for them to do the same.

Based on prompt.

"How are you feeling?" Ricky slowly slid out from the pipe, it was one of a bluish one, that led to the park.

It was a quiet night, the full moon was hiding behind the buildings and skyscrapers, and the stars were barely visible from all the lights around them. The gentle silence was only disturbed by the soft snoring of the dogs, around the bench Gordon was sitting on.

He shrugged, his eyes fixated on the wound that ran down to the bottom of his palm starting just below his little finger.

He had a long day in the job and made a mistake when fixing a broken glass door in one of those hotels. His mind wandered off and he cut his hand on a shard. It haven’t needed any stitches, but it was deep enough, and painful, every time he moved it. All he could done is to patch it up with some gauze and finish the job as quickly as possible.

Of course, he couldn't tell anyone that he made that mistake because he was exhausted from his other, secret-job. The deadlines of the contracts, archiving the old episodes, possible new scripts coming in, all waited for him to do, to read or just to approve. And then send them to the right channels, the right people. Responsibility after responsibility piling on without much help.

He knew he wanted to help these puppets, but he also knew that he was by far the most mature out of all of them, and even has never had to deal with people who were out to make a bigger cut of money from the episodes. People with annoyingly insincere smiles, wearing fancy suits and using five-dollar words to try to finagle more money out of a deal.

"I've put up with worse," he mumbled slowly closing and opening his hand, wincing from the pain. Maybe he should have gone to the hospital, just to make sure, or at least to get some painkillers.

The sock-puppet watched him with his unsymmetrical eyes somehow able to see him clearer than most the humans. "Hey, just because you can cope doesn't mean you should have to." He turned his head, clearly looking at Gordon's hand. "Let me get you something for the pain." He slid back and vanished, leaving Gordon on the bench, sitting alone in the park.

The human only glanced after the puppet. Ricky was one of the oddest friends he has ever had, and yet he felt very grateful for it. With his witty personality and sarcastic comebacks, Gordon never had a boring night.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the bench. With each breath, his thoughts calmed down, and he let the exhaustion flood his body. Rarely he left himself to have some rest, but for some reason he always felt like he could fall asleep everywhere when he was around these puppets.

Next to his leg, Scraps, Flooper and Mahoney snored, their body sometimes trembled in their dreams.

He didn't know how many minutes went by, but by the next time he opened his eyes, he was able to see the moon shining its silvery rays around in the park. And he also felt a slow rumble getting closer.

The dogs' ears winced and they lifted their heads at the same time.

"It's all right," said Gordon, "evening Goblette."

The giant puppet slowly nodded.

"Here we are," Ricky raised his head triumphantly from her shoulder. "We got you something. Right, Goblette?"

She sheepishly reached out and opened her enormous hand.

"Oh...Thanks." Gordon took the bottle of the painkiller from her. "Where did you find it?" He asked as he popped it open. It still had at least 8 pills inside.

"In the maintenance room at the hotel, Goblette remembered it, she wanted to give it to you herself. And it's not even expired, yet." Ricky let out a fake-cough.

"Yeah, thanks, Ricky, and Goblette." He swallowed two pills. "I really needed that, actually."

She slowly nodded, and once again reached out.

Gordon felt his instinct kicking in, the fight or flight reflex told him to do either of it, but he didn't move. His logical side knew he wasn't in danger, no matter what happened before, and how frightening Goblette could be.

The giant hand slowly lowered and patted his head, as gently as she was able to.

"Mh, thank you, Goblette," Gordon mumbled. "I'll be fine now, I'm sure of it. You helped a lot."

The puppet gave him a wholehearted and wide smile.

"I knew you can help out our grumpy saviour, Goblette," Ricky nodded, his eyes wobbling around and then fixed on the human.

Gordon rolled his eyes, and scratched the dogs' heads as they got closer to him. Their tails swiped the floor with enthusiasm.

"Do you two want to stay a bit? The moon is really pretty, and these three can be hard to handle alone when they all want head pats." Gordon glanced at the dog-puppets with smile, the smile remained when he saw from the corner of his eyes that Goblette sat down next to the bench.

"You two play with them, but I'd rather stay up here. They can be too playful, when they want to play fetch. I would rather not get turned into a chew toy."

"You could have been an excellent one though," Gordon answered with a half-grin, as he scratched Flopper's ears.

"Very funny, Gordy. I know you'd miss me." Ricky shook his head, but still there was a hiding smile in his voice.

Both of them fell silent as they watch Goblette carefully reaching out and petting Scraps' head. The dog-puppet sniffed her head and wagged his tail happily.

Gordon remembered the responsibilities, the contract, and the dead-lines that were still waiting for him. Despite all that, he knew that all of the headache, and the exhaustion was worth it for them, and for moments like this.

#my friendly neighborhood #my friendly neighborhood fanfiction #Gordon O'Brian #ricky #goblette #copper

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thesaturn1nez · 5 months

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GOᖇᗪOᑎ O’ᗷᖇIᗩᑎ ᕼEᗩᗪᑕᗩᑎOᑎᔕ 🧢

⚠️: death/trauma mention, alcoholism, brief mention of OFSED, unintentional s//h

last edited 4/15/24 ( hello to whoever’s seeing this, im currently editing some old hc posts to add new stuff + fixing some of the weird writing choices)

• for the first week of working at the studio, the puppets would cling onto him begging him to not leave every time he started to head home. Norman was the one who lasted the longest, letting his body get dragged along the bumpy surface of the ground all the way to Gordon’s truck.

• doesn’t actually die when he gets a ‘game over,’ just a 19 hour nap and a bump on the back of his head that could compete with Norman’s nose. when he wakes up, a George is in the middle of testing out a sponge rat on him.

• had his fair share of biased treatment from others and would rather not focus on that.. apparently pretending to not notice doesn’t stop others from mistreating him. it has a bad influence on his mood afterwards and he can’t bring himself to hide it at work when he reaches his limit. look where that got him..

• is. very weird with food. it’s at a point where it’s an issue but it can’t really be labeled as something specific. he’ll go days without ingesting something other than alcohol (very bad) then suddenly get obsessive and hoards food like it’s the apocalypse. goes through an overwhelming amount of guilt every time he finds himself at the same drive-thru from last week. bad habit of getting takeout, suddenly losing appetite, letting it go stale and telling himself oh it’s been days now can’t eat it anymore.. then eating it.

• heavy sleeper. whether he drank too much or just finally gave in and collapsed (rare event), he’s not getting up. it quickly becomes an advantage when you’re surrounded by puppets who think ‘lets see who can twist themselves into a pretzel without screaming’ competitions are just much more fun at exactly 2AM. the disadvantage is sleeping right through any nightmare that decided he deserves to relive the past for another night. it’s only distressing in the moment. once it’s morning and he’s up, it just feels pointless dwelling on it. he’s gotta take care of the screaming pretzel on his bed before anything else.

• an asthmatic. he’s got an inhaler and that was the only thing keeping him going through the basement and offices.

• Ricky often gets on his shoulder without him knowing. first time the sock pulled that stunt he chucked him across stage 4 like he was a baseball. he turned around to see Ricky glaring at him, back on his shoulder.

• his body tends to store most gained weight around his abdomen opposed to anywhere else, which he only noticed once his body got older. it’s another insecurity, as if he didn’t have enough of those.

• Gobblette likes watching movies with him, as long as they aren’t any of the ones produced by MFN. she gets self conscious seeing herself on the screen. he doesn’t mind it at all and helps Gobblette get her mind off it by showing him his own favorite films.

• does not have a specific defense mechanism, oddly enough. he kind of experienced them all at this point of his life. it depends on whatever he’s trying to defend himself from, really. the most common one is repression, even if you don’t think you see it. rarest one he resorts to is trying to rationalize a situation unless it actually does seem like that’s the case.

• when he’s in danger or an unfamiliar situation, he’ll quickly start to defend himself and fight back if this calls for it. if that’s not an option he’ll hurry to get far away from whatever the issue is. if he can’t do that, then he’ll resort to trying to appease or fix the issue.

• the five main puppets found out how to open doors after he showed one Junebug she needed to pull, not push after watching her struggle for half an hour. life at the studio became an actual horror game for him after that.

• there’s multiple incidents where Pearl almost turned him into a pancake because she didn’t think to check her surroundings, one of the funnier examples being an incident where she was tired of walking around stage 4 and decided to lower her feathered behind on the stoop Gordon was already on ‘just resting his eyes’.

• doesn’t mean Pearl’s reckless, she can be gentle. her wings look tiny, but she’s capable of wrapping them around the man. tricks Gordon into coming closer under the guise that she needs help to adjust her glasses so she can nuzzle him, knowing he won’t pull away anyways.

• grew up in a nuclear family with a german shepherd his parents claimed saved him from being bitten by a backyard snake. he was pretty happy growing up, crime was rare in the area they lived and he was well behaved during a time where it was still legal for teachers to punish you physically. it was only when he got older that his relationship with his family got more strained.

• i said it before and i’ll say it again: biromantic asexual

• the period where he was adjusting back to ‘normal’ was probably the lowest part of his life, what’s worse is that he can’t even properly remember it. every walk felt like he was trying to make his way through a scathing, hissing crowd, humid days didn’t feel like they were really happening.. he couldn’t look at another individual without doubting himself or where he was. one day, he’s trying to make breakfast.. no, lunch.. suddenly his girlfriend (?) is screaming and he realizes he rested his hand not on the countertop but the bright red burner. that was the last straw for her, especially after he started rambling how it now smelled like he was back there during the drive to the hospital. she.. oh god, what was her name.. couldn’t take it anymore and left on a certain holiday, Gordon can’t remember is it was Christmas, or New Years Eve, but it was around the winter. panicked and got hypothermia trying to find her, believing she just got lost in the snow.

• among the few things he can recall from this period, there’s foggy memories of homelessness. he isn’t even sure if that really happened, his mind was all over the place here. yeah, he can’t exactly look back on a memory where he decided to move out of that side of town, but he’s not going to just accept he had no choice in the matter.. even if he does have a vivid memory of finding his furniture sprawled on the yard, his key not cooperating with the lock no matter which turn he made and a woman scaring the hell out of him repeating her question, “how much for the table?” then there’s that huge gap in his memory and all he can remember was the cold and how it burned, weirdly enough. way different from the stovetop, where he only registered he was in pain when there were screams and confusion. this cold was suffocating, unavoidable and honestly some days he’s convinced he made that all up. he really hopes he just made it all up.

• although he remembers the war, there’s certain significant things he can’t, he isn’t sure why. can’t remember specific names, what happened that one night they were sleeping in shifts and who exactly he was praying day and night would get shot in the head so he wouldn’t have to deal with them anymore. that last part especially, even though he feels like shit thinking about that one.

• started drinking excessively once he managed to get back on his feet. before it used to just be a one time thing where he went out with his buddies and had a mug or two, now it’s an addiction. it is not doing his memory problem any favors, which is why he continues. it’s a problem, yeah, but at least he hasn’t gone to work drunk, right? hung over, maybe, but never drunk.

• no relatives he’s close to or in touch with. they either died, don’t want anything to do with him or last saw him when he was three years old and toddling around the family reunion, telling everybody he’s going to be a pirate for halloween. he’s got an aunt who will call him every christmas, but it’s awkward because she’s from the third category. she insist he said he wanted to be an astronaut.

• didn’t recieve any kind of help or compensation after the war besides a dinky medal. has a lot to do with everyone collectively agreeing to push back anything that might serve as a reminder, even if it means some have to suffer in silence. it’s just.. rude to be loud about it, y’know? you understand. he himself is not against that idea, it just seems to be the one thing Gordon couldn’t get himself to forget for more than one night. any attempt to distance himself from those memories just seemed to worsen it. nowadays, he can bring it up without it hurting as much. even hung up that.. sorry excuse of an award on his the rear-view mirror of the truck. might as well.

• since puppets aren’t that much of a big deal in this universe, Gordon will bring one or two with him on errands in a situation where he has to keep an eye on them. after trial and error he now knows to keep Lilianna and George far apart at all times, never separate Norman from Lenard and to bring Junebug alone because if he even turns his attention away from her she’s dashing off.

• Ray helps him with fixing up the place, although most of it is spent in silence. Ray’s not too chatty and Gordon can respect that, but he’s always open to answering any questions the puppet might have.

• Scraps, Flooper and Mahoney have gotten into the habit of waiting for Gordon at the gate every weekday. they think he takes too long to get out of the truck and are always barking and pawing at the door. the second he sticks his leg out their enthusiasm peaks, now dashing around him in a circle, sometimes standing up on their hind legs for head scratches. Ricky says they used to do that with Al.

• the puppets haven’t seen what’s under his cap and he doesn’t plan on it, especially now that he’s got a lightning scar that gives him the creeps. doesn’t think he could handle what reactions they might have, which he can only imagine would be backhanded compliments or unintentionally insensitive remarks.

• Junebug terrorizes him over his hair, insisting he’s gotta do something fun with it if he’s gonna have so much all over him. after hiding every single pair of safety scissors in the area he gave up and let her do what she wanted. she managed to put his hair into these stupid little pigtails even with his refusal to take off the cap.

• Lilianna insists he’s her grandson now and is constantly bombarding him with grandma kisses. she won’t stop and it’s been the fifth time this month that he had to resort to pointed the stenographer in her direction.

• knows how to solve a rubik’s cube under two minutes. the puppets go nuts every time.

• still in contact with a handful of old friends. once every blue moon they get together for drinks and Gordon’s usually the no-show but Ricky started convincing him to go. because friendship and all that.

• ended up using Al’s old office as his own with the puppets permission. they made Gordon his own name plate with plastic eyes, glitter and paper hearts, saying Al wouldn’t mind because then they can just share when he comes back to the studio to help! [Gordon does some digging and finds out Al passed away three years ago]

• he’s gotta tell them soon, he know he does, but has no idea how they’ll react if they couldn’t even handle disturbing television. his plan is to tell Ricky first.. then see how they should go about telling the others.

• out of the main five, Lenard is the one he gets along with the most. he doesn’t want to think it’s because of the missing eye. The puppet tries to teach him how to dance to no avail. two left feet and unwilling to learn. Norman is the most attached however. the puppet has called him ‘Lenard’ one too many times.

• Arnold’s been much more social and is always trying to get Gordon to play piano with him when he’s clearly busy fixing up the place. it’s not like he doesn’t have time to spare but Arnold’s a bit.. much. he wonders why the puppet wouldn’t rather have one of the other puppets assist him but hasn’t thought of asking. not sure if he’ll get a coherent answer. doesn’t hurt humoring him for now.

• even if there wasn’t such a distrusting attitude towards vets and actual places he could get the assistance he needed, this man would probably not go through with it in the end. between the individualist beliefs, intrusive thoughts and that tiny sliver of dignity he’s holding onto so tightly it’s cutting off the circulation in his fingers.. yeah.

• in case you couldn’t tell by now *slaps roof of Gordon* this bad boy can fit so much fucking dissociative amnesia in it

• slowly getting back into old hobbies he previously lost interest in. some of them aren’t as captivating to him like when he was younger but he still likes a few. filmmaking was one he liked but never got to truly indulge in. at most he could just watch movies and appreciate the work that went into them. now he’s got a reason to actually get more knowledgeable in the subject. Ricky’s already getting fired up at the idea of possibly getting to make another movie despite Gordon’s warnings to not have high expectations. the sock is already suggesting ideas of a spinoff show.

• of course Gordon can’t run a whole thing on his own. while there’s people more than enough willing to help the show, he’s recently starting hiring other veterans who couldn’t find work and needed the pay.. and god was it hard at first, Ricky only caught on to his hesitation mid conversation. Gordon was only uneasy going through with the idea at the risk of somehow messing it all up. So the sock sat on his shoulder the entire time, emotional support parrot.

• Gordon’s still going to be struggling with that trauma crap, it’s not like this is going to fix him automatically and take all those wasted years away. he can’t fix himself the way he’s still going, it’s going to be a rough journey but it’s possible. Ricky’s suggested maybe the first step should be the show. ‘and how is that going to solve anything?’ while Ricky thinks positivity will teach the younger generation, Gordon feels like while they can keep the education and humorous parts of the show, they can focus on showing the importance of community and looking out for one another. it’s possible to find light just from the people around you, just from something simple as kindness. yeah.. he’ll admit it sounds silly, now that he says it out loud. that stupid sock is really rubbing off onto him.

#my friendly neighborhood #mfn gordon #mfn game #mfn #mfn headcanons #headcanons #we love gordon here greatest macot horror protag to exist imo #i hope these make up for the fact it took me four months to finally do them. this was anxiety inducing for some reason #this aint the end i still havent done any hcs for the bigger puppets other than ray #COLLAPSES INTO ARMCHAIR #lottie sucks at headcanons

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