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thesmallmeggles · 2 months

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The Triumphant Return Of Zanzo Headcanons...

Or is it? 😉

Woe, Hi-Fi Rush Roleplay Server Zanzo be upon ye! *Everything in canon plus my earlier headcanons still apply, this is just for information specific to him*

Motozawa Zanzo, "Zim"

🍍 The epitome of "Sinnamon Roll". He's a (kind of?) sweetheart but he keeps causing problems for everyone

Sometimes I worry I play him too soft & sensitive but that's nbd

🍍 The other Zanzos in the server gave him his nickname (There are multiple timelines converging together in the Vandelay Forums. Makes for fun times 🙂)

🍍Zim Capitalizes Every Word He Types. unless he's feeling sad/insecure, then he goes lower case

Backstory Related

🍍 This man is trans! He'd been living in stealth for decades before coming out in the Forums

🍍Zim looked into Project Armstrong on his own time while recovering in the hospital from canon events. He didn't get far with it

🍍He tried to teach Zimverse!Kale the Torture Dance sometime in the past. Efforts were unsuccessful

🍍While I have mentioned him being in court before in RP, the reason was because he participated in a joyride as a teenager. Some questionable friends persuaded him to steal the Motozawas' car and they crashed it into a warehouse. Zim's dad sat with him in the courtroom for the trial- did not reduce his anxiety about the whole ordeal. This event led to a greater rift growing between Zim and his family

Romance Related

🍍He crushes hard on Macaron. If Mac wasn't his boss, he'd be more open about it

🍍Zim has had, at most, five long term partners overall, including Violet. Most of them... weren't great. He's also had multiple short term relationships, which I won't elaborate on, but they were 🌶️spicy🌶️

🍍He often avoids PDA because of both his variable tolerance for physical touch and the culture he grew up in. He is also touch starved and almost constantly craves physical contact

🍍Zim loves imagining his partners dressed in different outfits, including maid uniforms. Not necessarily a kinky thing but it can skew that way

Random Fun Facts

🍍Loves Halloween And Spicy Food. He likes citrus desserts, especially lemon flavored things. No Liquorice for him (black liquorice). He likes pineapple on pizza, mushrooms are a "no". Vandelay Island tap water tastes weird to him

🍍He's been into robotics since he was five. Snakes, worms, and slugs are his current favorite animals among several others

🍍Superfan of a virtual pop star named Natsume Miso (wonder who that's a reference to 😆). He's currently revamping a project to make her "real".

🍍In addition to his own plushies and various figures + model kits (Miso being among them), Zanzo owns Tetsuo the sensory slug (gift from Violet) and a plush octopus named Tako-san. He owned a green wiggle worm named Midori in childhood; Bullies flushed it down the toilet :(

🍍Favorite scent is new model kit/figure, so basically plastic

🍍The idea of no clipping out of reality freaks him out

🍍His favorite horror media tend to involve either body horror or aliens

🍍He's drawn sparkle dogs before

🍍Birds attack his neurals

🍍He has burn scars from spilling ramen noodle cups on himself. (Mainly on his torso since getting prosthetics.) Poor motor and impulse control make for struggles.

🍍Not mentioned in RP, but he owns chewelry in various geeky themes. He exclusively uses them in the privacy of home

🍍 He is also known to view anime through 🏴‍☠️certain avenues🏴‍☠️. He first learned about it from anime forums, since he couldn't always watch his favorite shows on regular television and was too broke to buy physical media sets. The latter detail isn't so much of an issue since working for Vandelay (he buys LOTS of merch), but old habits die hard

#meg thinks out loud #hi fi rush zanzo #zanzo #hi fi rush #roleplay #headcanon #maybe suggestive?#at least for the romance section

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glowstickk · 4 years

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IM NOT FREAKING OUT!

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dec0010 · 4 years

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And if you wind up in the dark again Just turn and call my name And if the fire in your chest goes out Well I'll hold you all the same And if you need to take this out on me Well you know I won't complain

#DEC.IMG #ZIMVERSE #ZIMVERSE RP #INVADER ZIM #IZ #MOD.ART #ZIR #((ANYWAY STARTS SOBBING I LOVE HIM I LOV EH IMMMMMM

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sporesgalaxy · 5 years

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Im tired and busy so U KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS........ PHONE MEMO SCREENSHOTS BAYBEY

I have a memo where I scribble Wafer Thoughts to get into character and some of it is fun so here u go

EDIT: scribbles now......

#void screaming #zimverse ppl if u ever see me paste this into an rp. im just making the most of what i have fjshgjjsg #ohhhehehe is actually GONNA show up next time im on line for sure #iz #irkensona #waferposting

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sevothy · 4 years

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THERE’S A FIRE IN MY BRAIN AND I’M BURNING UP OH MY, OH MY

#CRINGE CULTURE IS DEAD POST THE IZ RP ART #zimverse #my art

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almosthumanophelia · 7 years

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Spooked

(( A Halloween thing written for @zimisnotdefective. I know we both really wanted to see these two on Halloween so consider it a freebie trick-or-treat, no costume needed. Enjoy! ))

(( This may have turned out way longer than I originally intended but NO REGRETS. ))

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The last thing Ophelia had expected to find Zim doing was shivering in a little ball, stuffed into a corner of the couch in the living room.

Halloween night, and almost sundown, and the little guy was terrified. She had no idea why. He had always been a little ambiguous about his past Halloween experience, but whatever it was, it had apparently scarred him for life.

Which made convincing Zim to go out with her all the more difficult for the Halloween-loving girl.

“Zim, come on, I promise no one will hurt you,” she pleaded with the Irken. “I’ll be right there the whole time.”

“NO!!!” he half squeaked, half shrieked in response. “They wish to steal Zim’s blood candies and EAT them!”

Ophelia sighed as her reassurances were lost on the stubborn space bug. He kept doing this, going on about Halloweenies and blood candies and candy zombies. She wasn’t sure how much of it she understood, but Zim was definitely scared, and she was trying hard to make him feel more comfortable.

“You wouldn’t have to wear your disguise, you know. Humans dress up in costume on Halloween to get candy. It’s just a custom of theirs, like the pumpkin carving thing. They’d probably just think yours was a really good costume.” She glanced back at him, wondering if he was listening. “

“I am aware of these… customs,” Zim grumbled, as he curled up further. “But - last year - they attacked Zim’s base! They tore pieces off and attempted to force their way inside! All in their endless hunger for candy! I do not wish to go out among those FILTHY children!” he declared, his antennae flat against his head the whole time.

“Well, maybe you could leave a bowl outside for them. Or maybe I could just go out on my own and -”

“NO!!!” That refusal was even more emphatic, and if possible, one shrieky octave higher in tone. “You must stay here with ZIm!”

Zim seemed to pause, as if thinking of a reason for this sudden outburst that would save him his dignity and keep him from having to admit he was afraid. “The, eh… the size of the base requires that BOTH of us be here to guard it fully!” Yeah, that would work! “And I will NOT allow them to be drawn closer by a bowl of candy bait.”

Well. No trick-or-treating participation this year. He really wasn’t budging on the issue. She would just have to think of something else.

“Okay, okay. I’ll stay here,” she reassured him, sitting next to him on the couch. “And no candy. We can just… stay in and watch some movies?”

That was a risk. Zim wasn’t overly fond of human entertainment, and he definitely didn’t handle horror very well. The poor little guy had spent an entire week jumping out of his skin at every noise after accidentally walking in on her watching some of her old favorites. She paused before adding on what would likely be a considerable bribing factor. “In my room, of course. That way we can keep our distance from all the kids up on the surface.”

Zim peered at her with big magenta eyes as he judged her proposal. It took him a moment before he spoke again. “I… suppose…” he began cautiously. “… We will not be watching the one about the stair-crawley human, will we?”

“No, definitely not,” Ophelia promised her tiny companion. “We can watch… hmm…” She thought to herself for a moment, tapping her chin as she did. No traditional horror. That eliminated about half of the movies she watched frequently. But it was Halloween. She owed it to her favorite holiday to watch something at least a little creepy. The only thing Zim wasn’t scared of when it came to horror was those few movies oriented towards space and such… so maybe they could watch…

She perked up when she suddenly got an idea. “Come with me.”

Ophelia hopped off the couch and waited for Zim. He didn’t seem too eager to be left alone on the ground floor, with a night of trick-or-treating just around the corner, and in a flash he was next to her, gloved claws latched onto her hand and sleeve. She offered him a small smile before curling her hand around his, then trotting off to the refrigerator entrance.

He didn’t let go of her during the entire descent into the base proper and eventually into Subsection OP, where Ophelia had been living for several months now. The glow in the dark stars adorning the walls had become a very familiar sight, and a comforting one at that. Zim had worked very hard to give her a space she could be comfortable in. And, to his credit, he had succeeded. Nearly everything Ophelia could ever want or need was right here in this sector of the base, including what she was now looking around for, trying to figure out where she had last put it.

Ophelia muttered to herself for a moment, tapping her chin as she tried to decide where to check for the movie she had in mind. When she remembered, she pulled open a side of the small cabinet that her TV sat on, rifling through the contents before pulling out a DVD and holding it up to present to Zim.

“Wanna watch Alien?”

Zim simply stared at Ophelia for a moment, apparently confused.

“… Want to watch what, human?”

Ophelia was confused for a moment too - until she realized what had happened. Then she laughed, briefly but vigorously. “No, no Zim, I meant the movie is called Alien. I thought you might like it. It’s a little creepy but not really horror, and it’s all in space, so nothing about ghosts or hauntings or anything like that.”

The tiny invader’s antennae snapped back a little when she started laughing, as he suspected he was being mocked. But when she explained the movie to him, they relaxed again in understanding. “Oh. Yes. Well…” Zim thought this information over for a moment, before a slight frown appeared on his face. “This is not one of those ‘evil alien gets destroyed by brave Earth humans’ movie things, is it?” he asked, treating this idea with understandable hesitation.

Ophelia shook her head. She knew Zim was sensitive to such things, and for good reason. Which was why she had picked this particular movie. “Definitely not. Not even close. In fact, almost all the humans die in this. They’re pretty much at the mercy of the Alien.”

Zim’s magenta eyes were as wide as they could go. “We must watch this. Now.”

The girl beamed at her Irken companion as she put in the DVD so it could load. “I was hoping you might say that.”

She quickly settled on her room’s little couch as it started up, motioning for Zim to climb up beside her. Which he did, in a matter of seconds. The two had gotten much more used to being in close proximity to each other ever since Ophelia had officially moved in, so unlike when they had first met, he no longer had any issue with sharing couch space with her. Zim had to scramble a little to get on the human-sized couch, but once he did, he sat right beside the girl, eagerly awaiting the movie that promised to support the alien, for once.

Subtly - or maybe not so subtly - as the opening credits scrolled over the screen, Ophelia leaned slightly so her side was touching Zim. The motion was deliberate. She had had a sudden urge and craved the contact, even if it was slight.

He froze, unsure if this was acceptable behavior. Humans were still confusing to him, and he often relied on cues from her to be able to tell what he should or should not do. The Irken glanced up at her for a moment, as if looking for some kind of sign that this hadn’t been a mistake. After she didn’t move, and didn’t appear to be disturbed by their contact, he carefully settled in, leaning his head against her as well.

An hour and some odd minutes later, and Zim was having such a laughing fit that Ophelia had had to pause the movie.

“THAT is what the humans are so afraid of?! THAT THING?!” Zim was cackling and wheezing as he was flopped over Ophelia’s stomach, eyes actually tearing up from how hard he was laughing. “Irken take more terrifying things as SLAVES and EXPERIMENT SUBJECTS on a DAILY BASIS!”

Ophelia herself had shifted to laying on the couch, and while she was puzzled as to why this was so laugh-out-loud hilarious, she was glad he wasn’t scared anymore. And he did seem entertained, so… she could work with this.

“It’s the best design humans could come up with. It’s considered terrifying,” she informed Zim, slightly amused that he was so amused.

“Of COURSE it is!” Zim exclaimed, sent into another laughing fit at this revelation. “Humans are so stupid… and pathetic… I mean, THAT?! I have seen scarier things in my OWN BASE! It could not attack a trained Irken invader! And those humans just walk right to it! This movie of yours is HILARIOUS! ”

“The humans are dumb, I’ll give you that,” Ophelia acknowledged. “But it does spit acid. And it is tough to kill.”

“HA! It is NOTHING! Zim could handle this… Xenomorph thing!” the invader declared as he caught his breath, sitting up and perched atop Ophelia’s tummy. “My PAK is armed with at least half a dozen weapons that could reduce it to subatomic dust!”

“I know, I believe you,” she answered with a slight laugh. “But hey, there’s just one of them in this movie. The first sequel has dozens and they get pretty -”

“What?” Zim cut her off in mid-sentence, antennae standing up again as his eyes fixated on her. “You say there are… more of these movies?”

Oh. That’s right. Zim didn’t know it was an entire movie series.

A little grin appeared on Ophelia’s face as she looked at Zim. “Yes, yes there are. In fact, they made four more movies with these creatures in them.”

Judging by the look on Zim’s face, it was as if Christmas had come early. “We must watch them ALL!” he declared excitedly. “Tonight!” Ophelia could feel the lightweight little Irken bouncing on her stomach in his elated state.

“Lucky you I have the rest of them on DVD too,” she told Zim. “We can keep watching them as long as you want.” Anything to keep him from shivering in a corner again, she added silently.

Zim beamed and made a little trilling noise at this news. Now this was a Halloween evening he could really enjoy! After another moment, he calmed enough to settle in beside her again as he made little grabby hands at the remote. “Play it! Zim must know which human will be eaten next!”

Ophelia laughed as she hit play. “Okay, okay, keep your PAK on, Zim. It’s playing.” He turned his attention back to the movie as she curled her arm loosely around him, settling in for a night of Alien movies with her own little alien.

Somewhere in the middle of Alien: Resurrection, in the small hours of the morning, Ophelia must have fallen asleep. She guessed this mostly because she found herself waking up with the movie having ended, and a huge pair of magenta eyes staring at her intently.

She blinked sleepily and yawned slightly. “Mornin’, Zim,” she slurred slightly as she looked for a clock. “It’s mornin’, right?”

Zim had seemed tense at first, but relaxed when she spoke and signified she was awake. He was crouched by her chest, and had his face close to hers, only sitting back slightly when she started to move.

“Yes. It is morning now,” he informed her, though he still watched her intently. “The danger from the Halloweenies has passed.”

So that was why he was acting funny. With her asleep, he must have started to get nervous again. It made her feel a little guilty for not trying harder to stay up through the night. “Sorry,” she mumbled apologetically. “Guess I got tired.”

Zim’s answer surprised her slightly, however. After a little huff, with his antennae flattening back, he mumbled back something under his breath, subdued, but still nervous. His eyes darted away, refusing to look directly at her as he spoke his confession a little louder. “Zim thought they were going to break into the base and steal your blood candies,” he told her.

He had been guarding her. In her still semi-sleepy state, Ophelia wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that. It wasn’t every day Zim admitted to wanting to care for her, and being afraid for her safety. Even if it was an indirect admission. With Zim, that was as much as she ever got. She simply looked at him, blinking a few times, before speaking up.

“Well… thanks for keeping them away,” she told him, choosing her words carefully. “You must have done a good job, since we’re both safe and the base is still intact.”

Zim seemed surprised at her statement, but pleasantly so, gaining back a little of his composure. “Yes, well. I am an Irken invader, after all,” he said in a bragging tone, with a hint of pride. He sat beside her, leaning back against her as she took her time waking up fully. “They would be wise to fear Zim.”

“Yes they would. You’re very scary,” she went on with a little grin, purposefully stroking his ego. “The scariest thing around. Much scarier than those Halloweenie children.” Even if Ophelia didn’t quite believe all that - in fact, she usually thought of him as being rather cute - it never hurt to tell a little white lie to make him feel better.

Zim puffed up with pride now, eyes gleaming and antennae raised. It was clear he was pleased with these statements. “Yes! Yes I am!”

Ophelia giggled, glad to see Zim in such a state as she sat up. Zim started to grow indignant at this. “What? Are you not terrified of the almighty Zim? Were you LYING to Zim?”

Ophelia shook her head. “Not at all. You’re very scary. I’m just not scared because I’m almost as scary as you are,” she reassured him, giving him a gentle and playful little poke to the spooch as she did.

The Irken squeaked slightly, crossing his arms over his tummy and sticking his lower lip out in a pout. “Hmph. Fine… but only almost. Zim is the scariest,” he insisted, reluctant to give up the title he had just earned. He did like to think of himself as a terrifying invader who struck fear into the hearts of humanity, after all. Even if this human was an exception to that rule.

Ophelia smiled and nodded in agreement. “Absolutely.” The girl started pulling her legs around to get up off the couch, but stopped in her action long enough to give Zim a little pet on the head.

Zim almost instantly found himself leaning into the pet. These sorts of touches were a weakness of his, and he pushed his head into her hand, lulled into a sort of trance by the soothing sensations of her fingertips against his antennae. He made a few small clicking sounds, noises of pleasure that his human companion had grown accustomed to hearing and interpreting. In response, she continued her gentle petting, watching his enjoyment with a smile on her face.

After a few moments, she had to stop, and pulled her hand away after one final pat. “Come on. I have to get ready so I can walk with you to Skool.”

Zim was a little disappointed that the petting had to stop and he was pulled back into reality. Even more so disappointed to be reminded that he had to go to Skool. But he acquiesced, nodding at Ophelia’s statement, knowing it was necessary for his mission that he attend.

After hopping off the couch and skittering over to her like the insect that he so resembled, Zim donned his human disguise. The black wig and lavender contacts were scratchy and annoying and uncomfortable. But they were necessary to blend in. “You will still accompany Zim? You do not need more rest?”

Ophelia had no intention of letting Zim part from her sooner than he absolutely had to. The time she spent around Zim was the time she was happiest, after all. Though she still had yet to figure out how to tell him that in a way that he could accept as true.

She looked down at the little disguised alien, barely more than half her height. How used to him she had grown. Enough so that seeing him in his disguise seemed odd, or out of place somehow. She adored everything about the little space bug, from his huge magenta eyes to the tiny sensory hairs on his antennae, down to that smooth, cool skin that had the texture of soft rubber. Yes, his personality could be a bit grating at times. They were still not without their arguments. But he genuinely meant well, underneath it all, and he did seem to like her. She definitely liked him. Perhaps more than she cared to admit.

So she smiled and extended a hand to Zim. “Sure, if you want me to.”

It took no time at all for the little clawed hand to curl around hers.

#zimisnotdefective #halloween #mundrabbles #rp drabbles #in the base (zimverse)

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glowstickk · 4 years

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kill the lights, kill the actor, kill the actress!! or kill us all!

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glowstickk · 4 years

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i wish to know... about your zimverse ocs... they seem pretty neat...

anon u GOT IT i’ve been wanting to talk abt the gang for so long!!!!! when i saw this ask i lost my marbles!!! knowin that someone is actually interested in these guys makes me so happy!!! so!! here they are!!! also!! apologies that it took me so long to actually answer, i wanted to be able to say all of the lore for lizzie (who hadn’t had her chara arc in rp at the time) and by the time i got her arc done i ran flat outta spoons nbfkgb,, but i got my spoons back and whipped up a few lil pictures to go with this so hopefully that makes up for it!!! oki here we go!! under a cut because talking about five separate charas is gonna get long ndfjkv

ZAPPELINE VOLTAIRE

she/he/they | genderfluid | somewhere between 25-37 y/o zap is basically my main character! she used to be a scientist who worked on interdimensional research, more specifically what the theoretical effects of interdimensional travel/portals would be on the human body and the safety of all of that. at one point the lab she worked at lost funding, but she decided to fuck around there before it got demolished because why not! she did a few experiments on herself, including changing her natural hair color and making it so that she could see an extra color. the latter of which did not work out entirely as planned, because the rods in her eyes didn’t grow in quite right. so! now she has red-green colorblindness in her right eye, and something similar to tritanomaly in her left, which is why she wears those funky glasses!

gonna be honest, i’m still working on a way to properly explain the next bit without it getting super boring or incomprehensible, but tdlr the new colors corresponds to a wavelengths that interdimensional rifts emit, so now she can see interdimensional rifts! she noodles out a way to build an interdimensional portal using some leftover notes from one of her co-workers, and jumps through! she ended up getting too excited about the portal and forgets to make sure it’s stable, and it ends up collapsing the second she gets through. so now she’s stuck in the multiverse! fun! after a bit of dimension-hopping, mad science, and the entire plot of polychrome (a game concept im workin on!!), she lands herself in zimcon!

SPARKPLUG VOLTAIRE

he/they | nonbinary | 5 y/o

sparkplug was originally built by zap to be her impulse control! this did not work! for context, zap used to be a really shitty supervillain before zimcon, so i kinda made sparkplug to be her sidekick/henchman? but in the way that’s like, supervillain is really nice and respectful to their “underlings” and basically treats them as equals and as friends, because i love that trope so fucking much. the original joke was “haha the supervillain has pack-bonded with the box!” but then the box turned into a kid and well! here we are. eventually after just. existing for a while they developed their own personality, and pretty much just became a regular kid! they arrived at zimcon as a box, but later on they end up asking zap for an astroboy-style body! as of writing this they haven’t gotten it yet, but that’s just because the rp’s kinda on pause right now. i do wanna say tho i have a special lil bit of art for it ready that hopefully yall will enjoy!!

ELIZABETH VOLTAIRE

she/her | cis (ew) | 4 years younger than zap

god just. i hate elizabeth! i really do. she’s another version of zap who is basically just an evil boomer who can’t even be fun or dramatic about it. in polychrome, she takes over as the big bad of the game. i feel like she works a lot better in polychrome just because that’s what she was made for, tbh. she and zap used to work together at one point, but due to a lot of arguing, many disagreements and some other Events(tm), started hating each other. she’s literally no fun at all and i can’t really expand upon her all that much without going into spoilers territory so that’s about it for her.

LIZZIE VOLTAIRE

she/they | trans gal | 745-748 y/o

lizzie is a ghost! she’s an alternate version of zap that died before she could ever leave her home dimension. after she died, she was quite literally chained to her death spot for over 700 years. when she died though, she was given a contract that said she could be freed if she got someone to sign it, the person signing it would be able to have her do whatever they want, but once she finished the task she could be free. if the person signing felt that she wasn’t doing a good enough job, they could rip up the contract and she’d be sent back to her death spot. it sounds bad, but it was all she had so she tried her best to get someone to sign! unfortunately though, in the few months where there were still people around, she hadn’t been able to figure out how to get herself to be visible again. just before she figured that out, the world underwent some kind of apocalypse, and all the people were wiped out. so she had no choice but to just kinda sit there and vibe for 700 years.

that is until elizabeth came along! liz signs her contract, and lizzie starts working as a henchman for her. the elizabeth arc happens (which is basically elizabeth helps lizzie possess zap and tells her to erase the con members’ memories, she does this, people are pissed, lizzie gets knocked out of zap’s body, zap dies, comes back, and beats the shit out of elizabeth and later sacrifices her to a crab) and liz decides to send her back for not doing a good enough job. so she goes back to her death spot, and after a night’s stay makes a deal with an eldritch blonde twink to gain her freedom.

REGINALD SPECTER

he/him | agender | a few thousand years probably (boomer)

bastard!! bastard man!! reggie is the one responsible for lizzie’s (and a few other peoples’) death(s). he has a job in the underworld which is basically just “take care of this huge monster that eats parts of people’s identity.” he found that feeding it souls worked best, so instead of finding lost souls he just decided it’d be easier to get some new ones. in order to kill people without getting caught, he disguises all his murders as accidents. lizzie’s happened to be a falling stage light that hit her on the head real hard. it’s not a cool or fun death and it makes her real mad ndjvkdf

lizzie was left there for so long because reggie pretty much just forgot about her. he left her the contract to give her some form of hope, which would keep her from fading away completely, but she was chained there so he could come back when he remembered. when liz signed her contract he got some sort of notice about it, and decided to come back to lizzie later for some shits and giggles. when they met up, he told her if she could find a soul to trade he’d give her her freedom. she accepts, and picks zap to trade, hoping that getting rid of her would help her earn liz’s approval (it didn’t). zap gets sent to this weird hell maze, and when a few others get in the way they get sent there too. lizzie eventually gets talked down from sending more and more people to the hell maze, and she lets them out. she’s tired of hurting people, and wants to give helping others a try! at the moment, reggie isn’t aware that lizzie let them out of the maze (and thus, isn’t gonna give him a soul to trade). if he finds out it’ll be bad, but for now she’s just vibing and trying her best to be nice!

reggie’s very much inspired by hate and dial from tpoh, and a lot of lizzie’s story is inspired by my personal theories on blondie/rgb’s death!! its basically “how many tpoh references can i cram into this: the arc.” it’s unbelievable the amount of shit i was allowed to get away with with nobody calling me out nfjdkvsf

aaaand that’s kinda it!!! i tried my best to make this short and readable, i wrote up something else earlier that was a LOT longer and im much more happy with this version. and if something i said doesn’t make sense or anyone wants to ask anything about these guys or polychrome id be more than happy to answer!!!! thank you so much for reading!!!! <3!!

#also MASSIVE shoutout to zimverse gang #if yall r reading this!! i love u guys i honestly never would have even like. gotten confident in my ocs if it weren't for yall #its!! a long and complicated thing that i don't quite know how to put into words but yall have given me so much confidence when it comes #to writing!! and just like. HHOUGH gettin soft in these tags huh #anyways!!! ily guys #and anon!!! ilysm!! thank you for asking abt them this was rlly fun to write up!!#i dunno you like. personally but you seem like a chad #oki!! its like three am as im writin this gonna queue it forrr rtha morninnn #if you're reading this i hope you have a wonderful day/night/afternoon!!#also im gonna get back to postin art soon i got a fuckton of drawings to share #been doin artfight too!!! ill do dumps of those in fours i think? i dont wanna spam dnvjkdfv #and im gonna try to finish the 2k requests soon!! ik its been like 6 whole ass months but im still goin #oki!! enough rambling!!! !!! gotta add my regular tags #ask #zimverse #zimverse rp #oc info post #hopefully that tag will work!#oki. goobnight o7 #glowdart #glowcs

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