Sigh… The animation is WELL overdue AGAIN. Henry sits at his desk, with a chewed-up pencil resting between his teeth like a cigar- not that he’d know how to smoke one. That’s Sammy’s thing.
“Ugh, this is all wrong… How did the pose get so stiff,” the man asks himself, slumping over in his chair. “It’s been a hard week, and it’s only Tuesday…”
He tugs at the tie tucked beneath his sweater. Why can’t he seem to get his hands to work today? Perhaps he just hasn’t had enough coffee…
Meanwhile, the toons are chasing each other around the studio. Bendy, who’s filled a plastic bucket with ink from the Machine, is running as fast as his little inky legs can take him.
“Bendy! You put that bucket down right this instant,” Alice yells, holding her halo over her head with one arm, the other desperately grasping for Bendy’s tail.
“Fat chance, sweetcheeks! I never get ta pull pranks ‘round here,” the demon replies, kicking up his speed as ink sloshes in every which direction. The bucket doesn’t seem to get any emptier.
A wide grin creeps its way onto Bendy’s face as he spots a certain someone’s wide-open office door.
The man rakes his fingers through his soft brown hair, smiling as he finally gets the details right on his drawing. He’s getting somewhere at last.
“There we go… Much better.”
S P L A S H.
… Ink is EVERYWHERE. Henry blinks a couple times as the liquid dribbles down his entire body. He grimaces and tries to wipe the ink away from his eyes and mouth, but to no avail. It’s as if the ink replaces his entire form en masse. Henry coughs a wet cough and stands up, leaning against his desk.
’… Huh. Well, that’s a little funny. The desk looks a little higher up than it was when I sat down. Maybe it’s just the fumes getting to my head…’
At least, that’s what Henry THINKS before his body seems to hiccup, sending him another inch closer to the ground. That CAN’T be right. The shrinking seems to speed up as the man’s sight seems to get blurrier and blurrier, though quickly fixing itself as his field of vision converts to full color-blindness. The poor sap, now lacking nine inches in height, unwittingly gets simpler under all that ink. His hands shift and shape into chubbier, more exaggerated versions of themselves, with four fingers on each now-gloved hand. The changes travel up his arms, which get thinner and more versatile as they lose definition, becoming simple curved lines, free to wiggle, contort, and stretch as needed. Henry’s inky frame gets chubbier as the ink soaks in to over-exaggerate the facade his sweater gives off, making the man look weightier than he really is. His legs go through similar changes to his arms, getting thinner and stretchier, though his feet get larger to make the ‘character’ look more grounded, and less likely to topple over.
On Henry’s face, his features get simpler. All constructs of his eyes dissipate, except for the ‘pie-style’ eyes they’re replaced with. The man’s eyebrows reduce to simple lines as they gain the freedom to even surpass the top of his head to convey more dramatized expressions. His neck slimming, Henry’s vocal cords regress, making the changing man’s voice much more high-pitched, though not in a boyish or unflattering way. The fluffy, brown hair doesn’t change, much to the dazed man’s relief, though soon enough, all the color seems to leak out from the bottom of his form, and therefore, with the rest of the thick ink that would soon soak through the floorboards and leave Henry as… A toon.
He’s a toon.
“Gosh…” Henry slaps his hands over his mouth. What did he say? “What happened to my voice?! Did you hear me say that just now?!”
This is when he starts to panic, though in a cartoonish, goofy way. ‘Sweat drops’ fly from his forehead as his noodly legs wobble underneath him. He chews at the tips of his gloves like they’re his usual fingernails. “H-How much of that stuff did you even get on me, Bendy?”
“Uhh… I got a bucket full ‘f ink from the Ink Machine?”
“Uh.. Eheheh… Whoops,” Bendy grins a big, nervous grin, placing his hands behind his back and backing away cautiously. “But ya know what? It’s gonna wear off in a few days! No need to worry at all!”
Henry glares with a menacing scowl, stomping the floor and groaning in frustration. “I have a wife waiting for me, Bendy! She’s gonna be looking all over for me, for pete’s sake!”
“Well, gee, Henry, I’m sorry,” Bendy sighs, kicking the floor in a meek manner as he shoves his gloved hands in nonexistent pockets, head hung low. And what a way to make Henry feel guilty, for as soon as Bendy apologizes for the horrible prank, the man-turned-toon’s expression softens. Henry inspects his body to the best of his ability, seeming somewhat shocked at the remaining joints in his arms. Clenching and unclenching his fists, the former human looks up from the floor to Bendy.
“… You know what? This can’t get any worse, I guess!” Henry exclaims with a sudden determined expression, pounding a fist into an open hand. “It shouldn’t take too long to wear off, right?”
It’s been an hour. Henry ALREADY can’t stand the sudden change, feeling very uncomfortable at the loss in height and mass. He finds himself a lot more prone to tripping and comedically falling on his face on every loose nail or floorboard. Tired of this nonsense, the new toon pouts and plops down in the middle of the floor, resting his head in a four-fingered hand.
… To which someone obliviously trips over him and lands with a light 'thud’ nearby.
“Gosh, are you okay?” GOD, he still hates that. The person that unfortunately didn’t see the tiny toon sits up and rubs his forehead, turning around to locate the source of Henry’s voice. Uh-oh.
“Pfft-” Joey starts to snicker before Henry would hastily shove a finger over his boss’s mouth.
“He-Henry, you- heheh.. You’re-”
“Choose your words CAREFULLY.”
Joey breaks down wheezing and giggling (like an idiot) as Henry reacts by turning a darker shade of grey, presumably getting red in the face from embarrassment. Joey wipes the tears from his eyes, catching his breath. “Y-You’re so… So CUTE…”
Leave it to Joey to find any and every way to push every button Henry has. The toon balls his fists and stomps angrily, like a toddler having a temper tantrum. And really? He’s not too far off from being just that.
“I am NOT cute, Joey,” Henry yells in his new, expressive voice. This prompts Joey to pinch the toon’s cheek, stretching it far past any human’s elasticity capacity.
“Ohhhh, yes you aaaare,” Joey teases with a big grin on his face. “How did this even HAPPEN?”
“Take a wild guess. And let go of me!”
Joey lets go of Henry’s cheek and gets up off the floor. “Let me guess. Is it something to do with the little devil himself?”
“Yeah, and when this is over, I’m getting rid of ALL the buckets in the studio,” Henry whines, crossing his arms and turning his back to his boss. “No exceptions! I don't WANT to be stuck like this forever!” The toon’s lip quivers as he’s thrown into a full-fledged, cartoony crying fit. He hardly seems to notice the shift in emotional expression, going from a stoic, no-funny-business animator to, well…
A goofy little dork.
Henry wails as literal waterfalls of tears flow from the corners of his eyes, water pooling on the floor at his sides. If someone doesn’t stop him, the entire room’s going to fill up!
Joey pinches the bridge of his nose. He ALREADY has to deal with THREE over-emotional toons! “Henry, you're NOT going to be stuck like this forever. But you WILL be stuck like this for at least a week.”
“A WEEK?!” Henry gasps, hands placed on each cheek. “I’M GONNA BE TRAPPED HERE FOR A WEEK? Ohhhhhh, this is UNBELIEVABLE…”
Joey rests a hand on the tiny toon’s shoulder, handing over a handkerchief so Henry can wipe his tears. Henry takes the cloth, sniffling pitifully as he blows his nose, prompting the sound of a trumpet blaring.
“What am I gonna do this whole time? I can’t animate like this!” The toon produces a pencil from behind his ear and holds it out. The pencil itself droops weakly as a spontaneous sad-trombone noise plays out of nowhere. He tosses the utensil behind him, proceeding to hit a nonexistent cat, a loud 'REEEEOW’ ringing out, followed by a CRASH.
Henry pulls, with stretchy arms, a fainting couch from what could only be called 'off-screen’. He rests a hand against his forehead as he crumbles onto the sofa with a weary expression. Joey rolls his eyes. It’s not like he can just tell Henry to stop being so dramatic.
“Now, Henry, there’s no need to… Fret,” Joey rubs the back of his head, somewhat bothered by the loss of his favorite handkerchief. “I don’t usually do this, but just this once, I’ll let you have a break for however long this lasts. How does that sound?”
Henry sits up in excitement. “Really? You'd do that? For me?”
“Well, I can’t imagine that it’d be very easy to draw with four fingers on each hand, and…”
Suddenly, Joey is wrapped in a hefty squeeze, with the toon’s arms wrapped around his form several times, like a coil. “Oh, thank you, Joey! I knew I could count on you,” Henry exclaims, with a big, goofy grin on his face.
“… It’s no trouble,” Joey smiles softly and hugs his co-worker back. “Now run along and do… Whatever it is you do when you’re not working. You can even try playing around with the other toons for a while!”
Henry pushes the fainting couch 'off-screen’ with a kick, resulting in another anomalous crash. “Play, huh? I haven’t played since sixth grade…”
“Well,” Joey starts. “What’s a toon to do other than goof around all day?”
Henry raises a brow. “Oh, yeah? No. Not doing it.”
“You know you want to.”
Henry hesitates. Something in him agrees with his boss. He has some internal instinct to run amok and cause trouble, for sure. But on the other hand, he doesn’t want to get FIRED.
Plus, it’s REALLY embarrassing.
“… Well… I don’t know about this, Joey. It’s a little…”
“HENRY,” an unidentified voice, accompanied by swift footsteps rings out.
“Whuh, B-Boris- GUH!”
Henry gets tackled to the ground by the massive cartoon wolf, squeezed in one of his famous 'wolf hugs’. “Oh, Henry, look at you! You’re just like us!”
“Yeah, I, uh.. I noticed, buddy.”
Boris gasps. “You know what this means, right, Henry?”
Henry shrugs. “What DOES it mean, Boris?”
“It means that we gotta teach you how to be a toon!”
“I’m sure I know PLENTY.”
“Well, then, c'mon,” Boris exclaims, getting off of Henry, lifting him up and taking him by the hand. “Let’s go have some fun!”
And just like that, Boris whisks Henry away as Joey watches with a smile. This is going to get interesting.
((hey guys in happier news, my friend skittle’s writing a super long and amazing toon henry fic for this blog’s au and this is part one. its amazing and adorable and i hope it gets the love it honestly deserves, and thank you again skittle for this Blessing of a fic :D))
hey…. psst…. I know the suspense in waiting for a video gives a lot of ppl anxiety, and that’s totally valid, but too often I see people getting mad at dnp after posting a video that they “hyped up” when it doesn’t meet expectations, and I just wanted to remind everyone that if this is just a casual video that’s nbd, that’s okay too, we hype things up more than they ever do and then ppl are let down and it makes everyone (including dnp) feel bad. not saying lower your expectations bc it’s always fun to think about what it could be and share headcanons, but don’t blame them if your expectations aren’t met. okay that’s all have a nice day.
His jaw drops and a thousand replies flood his mind.
All he can do is stare and recall the tennis match from last Thursday.
Mr Graves had been in a white sweater, khaki shorts, and knee high socks with sneakers. He should have looked ridiculous, clad in simple ’Dad attire’ as Tina had snarked. But all Credence could think about is how handsome he is, how refined he always seems.
Jeez hi hey hello you've seen me a lot lately xD but i was wondering whether you think Karen will appear later in the series? Like appearing in an episode or two in the first 6 episodes then more on in the later ones? Based on the reviews and such! :) And do you know where the Frank x Mirco's wife came from?? Like?? And do you think the writers really /will/ go the Frank x Sharon (I think that's what Mirco's wife is called??? idk) route? Because to me it just seems like bad writing????
One thing I’ve taken away from these reviews of the first 6 episodes, is that it’s a case of quality over quantity. Ok, maybe Karen isn’t in everything, but from the sounds of it, her scenes with Frank are a highlight and incredibly impactful. I’d rather have that than the writers attempting to shove scenes in there for the sake of it. And who knows what the back 7 episodes hold!
Yeah, I think she’ll appear in the second half!! I just think it makes sense for the pacing of the scenes they’ve given us confirmation of. Like all Netflix Marvel shows, by all indications this one starts off slow as well. And we don’t know just how long Frank has the beard? But I recall from the review about the ‘man bun’ joke that this particular kastle interaction takes place in episode 2. Still has the long hair, still has the beard.
So, with that in mind, there’s this tweet thread:
Perhaps this is said during one of the bench scenes? And/or the apartment scene? Somewhere else? Whatever the case, Frank’s still rocking that initial look (because we know the order of things is him shaving his long hair before the beard based on set pictures).
I highly doubt there’s enough of a time-jump for him to get all the way into shaven face/grown-out crew cut AND Karen in danger to do both the panicking scene with Micro and then the waterfront with Karen (as I’m still presuming the two to be in some order shown near each other). Plus, outburst aside, Micro and Frank are quite comfortable in that scene (Frank wanting Micro to be clear that Karen is ‘family’ without fear of divulging that, Micro treating Frank’s anger with the Dad Sigh). Too comfortable and settled into cohabitation for us to only be two episodes in.
So, I’m going to very cautiously say that I think the waterfront and explosion sequences (or at the very least the explosion ones) are likely to be in the back-end of the 13 episodes? Which spreads out Karen’s scenes in a pretty interesting way and, if it’s the case, spreads out her impact on Frank’s emotional state more evenly across the whole season as well.
Also– supporting evidence, perhaps. The review from Black Girl Nerds, I believe it was, mentions Karen digging up an old article or bits of information on David Lieberman (Micro). Karen could very well help Frank in these initial episodes uncover Micro’s true identity and be the one to help put him on the path of turning the tables on Micro when he goes to the man’s house, creating this antagonizing dynamic before they collide and meet properly at the hideout/lair maybe and become roommates. In that case, even more reason to think Karen’s in the latter half? That’s a lot of story to rush through (showing all her scenes in the first half when this indicates she’s only in 2/3 of 6, I mean) in a show that keeps getting billed as a slow burn of sorts. Food for thought!
[ @bambi-sims I have another ask about that Frank/Sarah thing, and a few more thoughts on it as well, so I’ll tag you when I answer it!! ]
if there is anything in this world that gets me hyped itS THE FUCKING BRIDGE IN KING OF MY HEART ARE YALL HEARING THIS? IM NOT EVEN LISTENING TO IT RIGHT NOW AND ITS STILL GETTING ME HYPED AS HELL JUST THINKING ABOUT IT
I didn’t achive the grades I needed to get into my first choice university. I was absolutely heartbroken because I’d worked as hard as I possibly could, gave it my all, and it still wasn’t enough. I had spent the last two years dreaming about achieving the best grades I could and going off to study clinical psychology at Exeter on the best course in the country. I pretty much put everything (including relationships and my health) on hold to study so I could get into my first choice. But unfortunately now that’s not going to happen.
I’ve taken some time to think about it and maybe that’s okay. Of course I’m still devastated but considering how hard I had to push myself at A level just to try to get onto that course perhaps it would have been too much for me anyway. So for now I accept that the chance to study at my first choice is gone, but the chance to study and eventually practice as a clinical psychologist is not.
So if anyone is studying at Anglia Ruskin in September let me know x
"I see music, it’s more than just what I hear. When I’m connected to something, I immediately see a visual or a series of images that are tied to a feeling or an emotion, a memory from my childhood, thoughts about life, my dreams or my fantasies. And they’re all connected to the music. These days people only listen to a few seconds of a song on their phones and they don't really invest in the whole experience. It's all about the single, and the hype. So much gets between the music and the art and the fans. And I felt like, I don't want anybody to get the message of when my record is coming out. I just want this to come out when it's ready; from me to my fans. And that's what I did.”
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“its just another gay cliche i don’t get what’s the hype about”
i’m so glad you asked. you see, there’s something called representation, which judging by that comment alone i’m sure you don’t know nothing about, but don’t worry its not your fault. its something a minority, the lgbt+ community being one of them, struggles every day to find, constantly tossed between stereotypes and queerbaiting. so if that representation happens to be something as small as a 4 minutes long short film based on a wholesome love story between two boys, which just so happen to be better executed than millions of movies that were ever on the big screen, then i’ll gladly take it. also, some straight people having the nerve of using the word cliche. wow.
“it would be the same thing if one of them was a girl”
2017 and heterophobia is still a thing? i’m so sorry. since you apparently only focused on the pretty much obvious, let me help you get into the depths of the real plot underneath the whole story, which is normalizing homosexuality, trying to make the message of liking someone of the same gender is just as okay as liking someone of the opposite one reach, and hopefully help and encourage, the questioning youth.
“stop shoving gay down everyone’s throats”
i’m sorry but does your youtube work in a different way that mine? because i’m pretty sure your suggestions appear based on what you watched and the video doesn’t reproduce unless you press play. you should get that checked, champ. in other words, don’t watch what you don’t wanna watch, but most important, stop blaming it on the people who are there to actually watch it. its that simple.
stacy, no. lgbt+, gay in this particular case, relationships are already seen as nothing but sexual, to the very point of being
fetichised, either these are animated ones or real ones. that’s exactly one of the reasons why i apprecate so much the decision of the character’s ages. to show love or simple attraction between two people of the same gender can not only happen at a young age, but be pure and innocent at the same time. just like any other straight crush.
hey heres a uh quick “Q” for ya why are so many people so fuckin nuts about law and order svu when its literally a show about nothing but sexual assault and rape and pedophilia and murder why just curious