Give Us Respecc

a few minutes ago on a side account and clicked the link. It's asking for bank information, which I didn't give, and I just want to make sure this is brought to your attention. This is happening to multiple users from what I can tell, and I really think the @staff should delete the account and save the random users who are doing nothing wrong and being scared into believing they are.

Dipper: *Climbs into bed with Stan and Fidds*

Fidds: *Wakes up and squints, immediately worrying upon seeing Dipper* Mason? Sweetheart, what happened?

Dipper: *Quietly* Face hurts...

Fidds: Oh, sweetie... It's alright, I'm here. I'll help ya. *Moves out of bed and picks Dipper up* C'mon, don't wanna wake your papa Stan.

Dipper: Papa Fidds?

Fidds: Yes, honey?

Dipper: Did great uncle Ford hurt me on purpose?

Fidds: ...How about we just focus on helping you feel better?

Dipper: Okay... I love you.

Also, yes, I'm alive but suffering 🥲

Fidds: *Whimpering and yelping as he runs through the forest in his new wolf form before running into Stan and sending them rolling down a hill*

Stan: *Yelps and moves so he can pin Fidds down and snarl*

Fidds: Stanley!

Stan: *Caught off Guard* Specs??? *Backs off of Fidds*

Fidds: *Stands and tucks his tail/lowers his ears* Somethin's happened t' me!

Stan: Yeah, I have eyes, Specs! *Howls mournfully* Damn it! I thought I was fast enough! I thought I healed the bite, that you'd be okay! *Whimpers* Pointdexter is gonna kill me!

Fidds: Yeah? Well he WILL kill ME! Not even YOU recognized me!

Stan: *Grumbles before huffing* Okay, okay. It's okay, we can fix this, Fidds! We just... We gotta figure out how.

Fidds: And how do you plan on doin' that, sug'?

Stan: Just gimme a minute! We'll fix ya! But... *Gasps and wags his tail* In the meantime, I can show you what it's like to be a Wolfwalker!

Fidds: What?! Stanley, I can't-

Stan: Sure you can, babe! Just follow me! The pack and I can show ya all the basics! Come on! *Runs off*

Hey, guys. I know it's been AGES since I've posted here, but right now I am in a rough spot. I'm living on my own in constant pain due to my multiple medical conditions (it's mainly my Lupus and Degenerative Disc Disease that are causing the pain), need money for rent, food, medicine, and general hygiene products, and am receiving no help from my family. My conditions make me unable to work, and while I've had a family friend help me out, they can only do so much.

Thank you for the check in! I apologize so much for disappearing so suddenly, things have just been wild. I'm moving in less than a month, just recently acquired a puppy, and had a job scare that almost sent me into a panic attack.

I promise, promise, promise that I haven't given up on the Werewolf Gene AU; Things have just been WILD.

Deer Fawn: *Grazing Near the Shack*

Dipper and Mabel (Pre-Transformation): *Watch with Awe*

Deer Fawn: *Looks Up at the Twins*

Dipper and Mabel: *Wave Happily*

Stan: *Tackles the Fawn and Starts Tearing it to Pieces*

Dipper and Mabel: *Watch in Horror*

That being said, I'm still going to make posts as often as I can, but it will veer away from the Werewolf Gene AU Canon for a little bit. Thus meaning my posts will probably be mainly focused on the Road Trip idea.

Ford: *Places a King of Hearts on the Camper Floor*

Mabel: *Places an Uno Reverse Card on Top of Ford's Card*

Ford: ...What is that supposed to mean?

Mabel: I'm the King now. And as King I say it's naptime! We should both join Dipper on the bed.

Ford: *Looks at Dipper*

Dipper: *Snoring as He Sleeps in the Middle of the Only Bed*

Ford: He's right in the-

Mabel: *Grabbing Ford's Arm and Tugging* He's a heavy sleeper! Come on!

Ford: *Sighs* Alright, fine.

This is gonna be during the Road Trip Post Plot because there's too many puppies in the Canon Plot right now for this to work

Stan: Alright everyone, ready for the next few hours on the road?

Mabel: Yep! I've got my knitting kit! We'll all have sweaters!

Fidds: Sweetheart, our cloaks are gonna cover the sweaters.

Mabel: I know, but it's still fun!

Fidds: *Chuckles* Alright. Mason, what did ya bring t'- Oh.

Dipper: *Sleeping Close to Ford*

Ford: *Sitting as Still and tense as Possible*

Fidds: *Walks Over to the Duo and Whispers* Do y'want me t' take him? He likes it when I cradle him from the ceilin'.

Ford, stiffly: *Quietly* No, no it's fine. It's just... new.

Fidds: Sure is. Glad he feels comfortable enough t' curl up next t' ya. Means he likes ya.

Ford: I highly doubt that; he's got scars the size of New Jersey because of me.

Fidds: True, but he's also a pup. Give him time and some positive attention; I think you'll be surprised by how quick he warms up t' ya.

-Three Hours Later-

Dipper, sitting next to Ford: *Humming as He Swings His Legs*

Ford: So... are you feeling okay?

Dipper: Uh-huh. *Goes Back to Humming*

Ford: And your wounds... they feel better?

Dipper: Yep! *Starts Humming Again*

Ford, unsure of what to say: Do you-

Dipper: Did you know that horsepower refers to the amount of horses it would take to power a certain vehicle?

Ford: Oh! Um... *Looks to Fidds*

Fidds: *Smiles and Gives Two Thumbs Up*

Ford: I... did not.

Dipper: Yeah, I thought it was neat. Read it in a book once.

Ford: You like to read?

Dipper: Mhm, mysteries mostly.

Ford: Oh? Do you have a favorite series?

Dipper: *Wags His Tail and Finally Looks Up at Ford* Yeah! There's this guy who makes books based on real events! Like Jack the Ripper!

Ford: Huh. Is that appropriate for your age?

Dipper: Sure it is! *Starts Rambling About the Books*

Ford: *Calmly Listens and Chuckles Every Now and Then*

Fidds: Stanley, I think yer brother is finally gettin' back t' his old self.

Stan: Finally, I was afraid we'd have to send him to the pound for behavior problems.

One Look at the Wounds and the Group of Werewolf Puppies That Currently Need TONS of Shots Would Make Kaylee Lose Her Shit for Like, Two Minutes Before Regaining Herself and Getting to Work

Kaylee: How does this even happen??? One moment I'm helping Dipper with claw marks and the next I come back to find eleven new puppies to care for! I think I need to teach you three basic puppy care if this keeps up!

Ford: To be fair, it was this or be forced to watch the numbers dwindle as their parents killed them.

Fidds: Stanford! Need I remind ya we ain't the only ones in the room?

Ekkard, trying to copy Fidds' accent: Yeah! We're in the room too!

Fidds: Oh! How sweet!

Stan: Yeah, sweet. Can't wait to hear them all talking like that for the next month.

Fidds: *Lightly Taps Stan's Chest* Be nice, Oats. They're just expressin' themselves.

Stan, plopping down onto Fidds' lap: But I only like it when you have the se- Uh... attractive accent!

Eshenari: Nice save.

Kaylee: Hey, sit up! You'll tear the stitches on your chest!

*Cue Montage of the Adults Doing Their Best to Keep Up With 13 Pups*

By the end of the first day Stan and Ford would be sore and plop down to pass out anywhere (Stan on the living room floor and Ford on the kitchen table). Fidds just leaves them there because no way in Hell was he gonna drag two grown adult werewolves up a flight of stairs.

Oh Yeah, Lovestus and Camanosha (I Understand the Not Caring About Names, There's So Many and Most of Them Are Evil so it Seems Worthless to Memorize it) Will be the First to be Targeted, Mainly by Fidds

It'd be a slow process, with Fidds sneaking out at night to find the Arviano Pack and murder them when they're most vulnerable. He'd then place their corpses in the middle of the forest to be found by another pack and use the following chaos to launch an actual attack with Stan and Ford.

The Peravo leaders would be targeted by Stan while Ford targets the Augustus leaders; it would be bloody no doubt, and plenty of scars would come out of it, but by the time the leaders surrendered then enough damage would be done. Domateus and Aretitus would be barely standing while Enaphera would be just as fucked up as Gideon. They'd spare La'atovia just because Fidds has even the tiniest hint of respect for her, but send them all running to who-knows-where.