is no more!

Ok, so... this show is – without hyperbole – the single worst piece of Scooby-related media I’ve ever watched.

And this is coming from someone who analyzed every single episode of Scooby’s All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

Alright, look. The New Scooby and Scrappy-Doo Show is… argh, how to put it….

Imagine watching a 10-minute condensed version of a Scooby-Doo episode, in which random things have been added and subtracted… all for zero reason.

Why, look! No Fred and Velma in this series! Why’s that?

no reason. They just… aren’t there.

What dynamics does it change within the group, and how does it affect the stories/shenanigans?

it doesn’t. Everything happens as usual, just… minus two people.

Subtract two characters, and add the canine embodiment of pandering and obnoxious non-importance. That’s the show.

Sorry, Scrappy, but… well, at least the story revolved around young Anakin. He’s got you beaten there, friend.

But forget the random character changes – it’s all miniscule in comparison to the rest of these bizarre, 10-minute fever dreams.

After great reflection, I can find no other way to describe the experience of the show besides this: 

Things just happen.

They went to an allegedly haunted house, and now there’s a face in the fireplace for one scene, because there is!

Now, they’re scared of the face in the fireplace!

Now, Scrappy says some words from his face hole!

Now, there’s a ghost playing the piano, because there is!

Now, they’re scared of the ghost playing the piano!

Now, there’s a floating rhinoceros head in the living room, because there is!

Now, they’re scared of the floating rhinoceros head!

Now, there’s a random living statue, because there is!

Now, Scrappy many words says talk hole from!

Now, there’s a skeleton all gussied up for sunday brunch while Shaggy looks like he’s flirting with it and OH SWEET GOODNESS MY BRAIN IS MELTING

…ok, this is making the show sound way more interesting than it actually is.

Because when you actually watch it, it’s an incoherent, unfocused, bizarrely-paced, unstructured, redundant jumble of things just happening.

Remember when you saw all those classic Scooby-Doo elements ‘n’ plot archetypes in the older shows?

Want to see those same things all over again, but crammed haphazardly into an incomprehensible fun-sized candy bar of visual and auditory suffering…

…while Scrappy-Doo slowly sucks out your soul?

Then this is the series for you.

it’s too late for me

save yourselves

2

happy monday, everyone! here’s some design stuff i did for No More Pow Cards

the sequence where dendy explains the history of her ancestors seemed like the perfect opportunity to pay homage to one my favorite films, My Neighbors the Yamadas! i imitated the style in the boards to the best of my abilities, and did a small illustration of what i thought it could like in the final, but man the design team REALLY took it above and beyond what i thought was possible for an 11 minute cartoon!!! i’m so happy with the way it turned out

i also did some really quick design ref for dandy’s parents, pepelina & pavel! i believe credit for their names goes to geneva

be sure to tune in this friday for TWO new episodes of OK KO!

Title: Just Purr-fect
A/N: i finally wrote something for the cat au ayyyye

Three.  Three cats. Thomas had three cats when he wanted only one.

Oops.

Granted, Logan originally was meant to be an only cat. He was the lone calm cat sitting by a window at the shelter, and was the only one to headbutt Thomas’s hand when he presented it.

Roman came next, soaking wet and covered in cardboard when he scratched at the door in the middle of a thunderstorm.  The tiger stripe kitten barely weighed anything and sucked down a bottle of kitten formula and asked for more when Thomas gave it to him.

Patton came last, but he came by Thomas’s own choice.  The kitten claimed him when he went over to Talyn’s house and the rest was history.  Thomas loved all three of them, and they were completely adorable, but come on!  Three?!

Thomas couldn’t help but still have these thoughts four months after getting Patton.  He grabbed three cans of food from the designated Cat Food Cabinet and popped the tops off, emptying the contents into any of the three bowls.  Logan always used the green bowl with the fish on it while Roman preferred the red one that was shaped like a cat head and Patton used the yellow one with cats and yarn balls on it.

The sound of cans opening was enough to call the cats. Logan could be heard hopping down from his fish tank viewing spot and Roman darted in from Thomas’s bedroom. But…Patton didn’t come running? Furrowing his brow, Thomas went to the door and opened it up, thinking he’d forgotten about letting Pat go outside.

He spotted a flash of yellow across the street and sighed in relief.  “Pat! Patpatpatpatpat!  Food time!”

The cat let out a meow and came jogging across the street with…something in his mouth.  

“No!  Drop whatever that is, Pat!  No kills in the h-“  Thomas stopped short when he realized what exactly was in Patton’s mouth: a little black kitten.  Patton gingerly set the kitten down at Thomas’s feet, sitting back and staring up at his human before letting out a drawn-out meow.  

Thomas picked up the kitten, checking it over.  The kitten cried when he touched it’s backleg, recoiling and stretching out the other direction.  Thomas gave a coo and held the kitten to his chest, shooing Patton inside and slamming the door shut as he headed to his car.


Four!  Four cats! Thomas had four cats, now, and one had a cast on its hindleg!  

“OK, in the crate you go…” Thomas said as sweetly as he could, gently placing the little black kitten inside the crate he’d just bought. Inside, he’d laid down a fleece blanket, a cotton baby blanket, a small, shallow box to act as a litterbox, and a small woven basket of plush toys and jingly bells.  

The kitten cried out when Thomas set him down, making the man fear he’d hurt him.  But, once sat down, the kitten slunk over to the corner of the crate and laid down, glaring at Thomas.  

“I know, I know, that’s gotta be embarrassing…” Thomas said with a snicker.  He stood up and tried to shut the door, but was cut off by the quick flash of orange. “Pat, no!”  

Patton sniffed the kitten’s bandages and nudged the leg with his nose, making the kitten retract its foot.  With that, Patton laid down.

“Patton, I know you wanna help, but the kitten needs to rest…” Thomas tried to reason, reaching in and pulling out the cat.  “Go sit with Lo or go find Ro…”

Patton let out a pitiful mew and slunk along the side of the crate, eyeing Thomas the whole time as he sat down beside the kitten and flopped on his side.  Thomas side and shook his head, leaving Pat to his own devices.  


Later that evening, Thomas found Patton exactly where he’d left him.  The kitten, however, had moved.  And the basket.  

Toys were strewn about the crate, and the basket was on its side with the kitten curled up inside.  The basket was dragged close to the walls of the crate, just close enough that one of Patton’s paws could reach inside and hold down the handle.  

The sight was so precious, but it had to be disturbed. So, with the pop of a can, Patton jumped up and followed Thomas into the kitchen.  Once all three cats were fed, Thomas prepared a bottle of formula. Apparently, the little kitten wasn’t even five weeks old.

Bottle feeding a kitten was difficult.  Bottle feeding a kitten with a broken leg?  Nearly impossible.  

“Sit…sit still…please, stay still.  You need – you need foo – You little!”

The kitten darted around the table.  He was surprisingly fast for having to drag a cast.  Thomas snatched him by the scruff and plopped him on his belly, holding on gently to the neck.  He’d only done this a few times, so each time was difficult. Nevertheless, Thomas pushed the bottle to the kitten’s mouth and…

……

“You know, you have to put forth some effort, now.”

……

………

“Any day, now.”

The kitten eyed him, a look that Thomas would call a glare on his face.  Groaning, Thomas gently squeezed the bottle’s sides to make some of the liquid come out. He ran his thumb over the kitten’s throat to make him swallow, and slowly but surely, the bottle’s contents started to go down.

“You’re gonna be impossible, aren’t you?”

The kitten started to purr, slowly blinking.  He finally started to latch on to the bottle when Patton jumped up on the table.  Patton laid down and propped himself up against Thomas’s arm, rolling on his back and rubbing his head on the man’s arm.  

“In a minute, buddy,” Thomas said, dipping down quickly to kiss the cat’s head.  

Finally done with the bottle, Thomas got up to get a towel. The kitten was such a messy eater; he was covered in formula.  But, when Thomas turned back to clean the cat, Patton was doing that job for him. The kitten mewed and cried gently, raising a paw to grab ahold of Patton as the orange cat licked him clean.

“Alright, that’ll work,” Thomas said with a laughed, reaching down to pet them both.  He sat down and pet the two cats, rolling his eyes when Roman hopped up and demanded attention as well.  He looked at the kitten and watched him swat at Roman and roll around.  “…You’re gonna need a name…”

The name “Virgil” came to mind, and when Thomas spoke it, the kitten sneezed.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Virgil sneezed once more.

Tag List: @undertakershairline @mewsicalmiss @romananalogicality @rose-gold-roman @thegoldenmink @the-prince-and-the-emo @theawesomestofsauces @jellyjam24 @all-da-fandoms @the-sanders-sides @amazable01 @milk-withtwosugars @bbcanimefangirl @analogically-prinxiety @asexual-trashbag @calz-craze @gayfagg @gracefullyinsanedancingunicorn @phandemoniumclub @virgils-anxiety @natalie-wheres-the-tampons @hrtnsolofytube @greymane902 @ashrain5 @fandom-screamings @mira-jadeamethyst @cefmua56 @colie7700 @madd-catter @leesacrakon @a-blog-just-for-sanders @doesdanielhowelisgay @viva-la-nordics @just-fic-me-up @justanotherpurplebutterfly @thebeautyofthomas @emo-space-trash @i-prayed-to-you-cas @satisfied-sanders-sides @virgilient @thebaagelboy @tree4life25 @virgils-hoodie @questionmenot @fandomsandanythingelse @ireblogstuff-andineedalife @shimmerthenerd @beholdagay 

@silly-aesthetic-me @the-sides-of-patton (since you guys liked the original post so much i’m tagging you too)

my animation teacher keeps using the kiss gif for examples of stuff and he says its his fav he described them as a nice couple

submitted by soxry 
____________

Two things: 

1.  WHAT!!! HOW did this come up?  Where do you go to school? akdjfkjsf… I’m so confused and also SUPER flattered, but

2.  I literally scribbled that out on a crappy tablet on a tiny screen with even lower standards than usual because it was an April fools post!  Aaaaaaahhhhhhhggghhhh!!!