First chapter of my propaganda/incentive piece for @need-him-pregnant-poll . You can read it HERE. Tenna needs to get past round 3 guys. I pushed this harder and faster than a... No... I shan't say....
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First chapter of my propaganda/incentive piece for @need-him-pregnant-poll . You can read it HERE. Tenna needs to get past round 3 guys. I pushed this harder and faster than a... No... I shan't say....
GO VOTE FOR HIM NOW

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Villainous (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Black Hat (Villainous), Dr. Flug (Villainous), 5.0.5 (Villainous) Additional Tags: humor followed by angst, i tried but it was stronger than me, Abandonment, some questionable wording on behalf of keeping a theme, black hat yeets a newborn across a lab Summary:
"What do you know about failures? What do you know about mistakes? This, here, is the real disgrace to the forces of evil. What a complete waste of time."
WRITING THE [Spam E_male] - A STYLISTIC [Guidance]
Hey guys, I've been told that I write Spamton's speaking quirk very well, and people have expressed interest in seeing a stylistic guide for how I write him, so I thought to make an official pretty one for everyone to see :)
Basic disclaimers, this isn't a "only and correct way to write Spamton", this is what I've surmounted from obsessing about him and writing him in roleplay for almost 5 years. If you disagree with something I take as a rule, that's perfectly fine. I think it's important to figure out rules for how you write Spamton's speech so when you write him he becomes more parseable for a reader and easier to write for you. A Spamton's speaking quirk can make or break a fic, a comic or a roleplay reply, sometimes it's so hard to read my eyes just glaze over it and I just skim to get the gist of what he's saying, which isn't ideal. People should enjoy reading what you wrote, and you should enjoy writing it.
Just like my Gaster stylistic guide, I'll be breaking down his speech quirk in three steps, each more personalized (or, your mileage may vary based on the writer's own interpretation) as the one beforehand:
Typing quirk breakdown
Writing style
Personality
Though, for Spamton, it's not gonna be clearly delimited, as we will see as we go along. Let's get started!
New chapter of I Did Not Get Pregnant At The Annual TVWorldWide Gang Bang (because I wasn't there)
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Read from the beginning (HERE)
VOTE FOR TENNA ON ROUND 4 OF THE @need-him-pregnant-poll (HERE)
"Why do you wanna go?!" Tell Mr. Tenna to name the baby Wolfgang, obviously. "That's RIDICULOUS!! I'm the one that's going and I'm the one that's gonna give him name suggestions!" "I think he should name it Tenna Jr." Jongler added, helpfully. "Tenna Jr?! You guys know nothing. You don't know ball." "I, uh, I don't think he has any, boss."
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New chapter for Elephant in the Room! This one's a big one. Read it (here)!
Read it from the beginning (here)!
Kris' intense eyesight jumped from Postal, to MatildÉ™, to Tenna, head slightly down, almost feverish, like something else was controlling their actions. Postal lowered his pipe and furrowed his brows. "Are you alright, kid?" "Oh, Kris!!" Tenna seemed unfazed, or perhaps clueless. "These are my, uh, these are my children! MatildÉ™ here just had an appointment at the eye doctor's! I think YOU might be overdue for one, too!" The human lifted their gauntleted hand to reach the dual-toned glasses sitting on their head, nestled right above the bangs falling haphazardly over their eyes, a diadem they kept perched on their head and seldom ever touched. They took the flimsy piece of armor off, folded it, and extended their hand to MatildÉ™. It's for her, they seemed to say.
Read it (HERE)
"Oh, hi, darling, h— no, no, everything's fine! Everything's hunky doody! Yes, they're okay. Bit quiet today. I didn't mean to scare you…! Um… I just… It's just been, what, nine days since you've left, I was just wondering when you'd be coming home." Tenna swallowed dry, hearing Spamton's mumbled apologies and vague timelines. Angel above, he sounded exhausted. Nobody should be at their office at this time of night. He wouldn't come back until the weekend, though. "Alright. I'm sorry, I just— I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you. Even for someone my size, the bed gets really empty without you. I… Isn't there any way for you to come home earl—" He deflated as Spamton rambled on about what needed to be done and what he needed to be there for, and ran his hands up and down on his bump, mechanically. "Okay. I'm sorry."