Oct 6, 2018
A tall scarecrow in an orange sweater walks into the restaurant. He pockets his phone and a long, bony hand scratches his straw hair. He waits patiently to know whether he’s free to sit anywhere or be seated.
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A tall scarecrow in an orange sweater walks into the restaurant. He pockets his phone and a long, bony hand scratches his straw hair. He waits patiently to know whether he’s free to sit anywhere or be seated.
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@asktickarus Gallius walked into a new restaurant he had heard about at one of his office jobs that had piqued his curiosity. He walked inside and looked rather amazed with the restaurant’s decorations and was immediately drawn to the arcade in the back of the building but first he decided to buy himself some lunch. He approached the counter standing behind some snarky looking human woman who seemed to be arguing with a certain monster behind the counter about her order.
((another tiny fanart, this time for @asktickarus of the super cool tikkat, tickarus!! ive always loved their design, and im happy to try my hand at drawing them! :> i hope i did them justice!! tick tock, motherfuckers! ))
Tick was working on redrawing a charcoal sketch that had been ruined in a pumpkin related accident when a sudden tapping sound got their attention. Looking to the source of the noise they squinted seeing a pigeon that had been bugging them the last few days pecking the window. Deciding they'd had enough Tick approached the window trying to figure out how to strike it down (hopefully this came out ok 👍)
Clack. Clack, clack-clack-clack. The pigeon cooed, ruffling its feathers and resuming the pecking order it had started.
Whilst Tick approached the window, something- or someone- was also drawing near. Closer and closer, creeping above with monstrous claws, but ever so delicately gripping the side of the building as not to damage it. Hidden from the window pane, two tongues lazily drifted above and behind the pigeon as it clacked away at Tick’s window, unaware of its terrible fate.
With a snap as quick and almost as loud as lightning, serrated jaws clamped around the pigeon in one bite, locking the bird like some sort of prisoner. And teeth were the bars.
Those teeth belonged to Jamison, and frankly he hadn’t noticed Tick at the window until his eyes drifted to them. With a surprised cough, a few stray feathers blew out from his maw, and a sheepish grin flared across his snout.
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Maybe a little late, but Toby joined not long before the whole everyone turned into babies. so he hid behind his work
"I have 3 questions, 1: are you building a fort? 2: can I get in on it? 3: where did you get a pet anon? I want one."
“I have three answers: No it’s a nest, No you can not, and not a pet, I’m just keeping them around because they bring me food.”
“Now don’t you have somewhere to be Tick-Tock? Don’t you know it’s time for my nap? Unless you wanna hang around and let your time here be cut short.”
(Sorry Tickarus ;w;;)
Toby had been running for a fair bit. It had seemed like such a good idea too, lovely crisp day, not too cold, and it really wasn’t anymore than his usual runs honestly.
and yet he was exhausted. he had to stop. so he stood there, catching his breath looking for a place to rest his feet. yet lo and behold ever bench seemed to taken, no real surprise on a lovely day like this he guessed.
yet there. over yonder, there was a seat [he kicked himself mentally for his over dramatic ways even in his head] it was occupied but only by one feline monster?
but he must have seat! [he kicked himself mentally again] as he walked on over
“hi, hello” he raised a hand to the monster tilting a bit as was his habit, being so tall and all. “would you mind if sit here. i just, really need to rest my feet, and everywhere else seems to be taken” he asked them politely.
Tick was taking their first day off in months & decided to spend it with their dog, taking him to the park & getting him a new toy (which he seemed to currently think was for cuddles & not chewing)
Tick’s focus on the dog was broken however when another’s hand caught their vision.
“Oh no, I don’t mind.” they said trying to look friendly. This particular park was usually pretty packed so if they took a break to sit it usually always meant a new acquaintance would appear a minute or less later.