I FEEL NO FEAR FROM YOUR EMPTY THREATS, YOU OVERBLOWN POTATO WEDGE! I COULD CRUSH YOU BENEATH MY FOOT! I COULD THROW YOU INTO A LAKE! I COULD PUT YOU IN TIME-OUT WITH NOTHING BUT A LAPTOP THAT PLAYS BAD SITCOMS ALL DAY! DON’T TEST ME, MORTAL SCUM!!!

askwallisgloom:

D̻͉̙̝͒ͨ̐̉ͅ O̵ N͚̲̺̱̩̳̩̆͒ͩ̿ͭ̆͠ ‘̸̽̄͗T͓̟ͪ̋̅̂ͬ   
̪̩̖͖͚̗ͣ̌̾͒̐̂͡C̺̹̖̪͔͙̬̀̊ͬ̐́ Á̛͈͍̲̣̹͋͒̄ͨ̐ L̮̔͝ L̺̪͉ͪ̑ͫ̈́  
̹̰̟̩͕̹͕͒ͯM̤̖͓̂ͬ E̞̠̦̠̾̀̍̋̓̆ ͉̤ͭ̌̐ͫ̓ W̶̃ E͂̓ͩ͌̄̒́ D̸͓͙̱̤͈̰ G͍͎̺͓̪ͫ̽̃ͩ̄͜ E͍͍̍̎ͬ̚

Story Time!™

askharoldgloom:

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All right all right, chill out. Better get comfy ‘cause even half the story is a bit, um… well. It exists.

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*sigh*

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Way back when, I was 17 at the time. I’d just gotten my magic, and was testing around to see just how much it could do. If I’m being honest? Candy magic isn’t quite as boring as I’m making it out to be. You can get pretty creative with the things you make, if you put your mind to it.

Off-topic. I was 17 and learning. As I was poking around, a group of teens wandered by and, upon seeing me, decided to butt in and ask what I was making, if they could have some. Because Gloomversian teens apparently have the biggest sweet tooth this side of the planet??? I don’t know.

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Regardless, one of them got… really pushy when I told them to leave me alone. One even went so far as to grab me when I tried moving away. Which is a, um… a no-no. I did warn them, several times. They didn’t listen.

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So I swung a giant log of fruit candy at them. They backed off after that.

That’s the short of it. No more detail than that, since I only got 113 asks by the time I got on here.