Wiggly begins to give chase, slowly knitting his human form back together after the acid attack. He growls, snapping his fingers to appear in front of the Joker and cut him off. He attempts to grab the Joker by his lapels, snarling. Wiggly draws out his tentacles, aiming to entrap the man by +

I can end it! now is the time! you need me! YOU NEED ME!

“And just what do we have here?” The god whispers with a giggle. “A thief!”

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“It would be better if it were green!” Wiggly giggled, just behind the paleontologist. “Have you ever considered /squids/ or underwater creatures instead?”

# 𝚅𝙸𝙺𝚃𝙾𝚁 𝚅𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙸. an indie selective, xmen original character , written by clare. ♡ & ↺ appreciated ! #MARVELRP

“Well, WEBBY IS A STUPID BITCH!” The lord thunders, his menacing tone completely at odds with just how loud he becomes. Wiggly snaps his fingers and a mass of swirling tentacles and chains appears again, trapping the so-called angel in their clutches. “You shouldn’t have mentioned my +

silly humans! You and your toys. Why do you like plants?! I suppose they ARE green…

staring at your muse. leering, even.

// I have the worst migraine in the history of migraines tonight :( replies will be got to tomorrow ❤️

oh my. your people have grown so dramatic in the last 100,000 years.

dozing off…

oh yeah. the corpse room. that's a thing.

has anyone seen my sniggles?

“Hmmm… I’ve always wanted an angel of my own! Webby likes to keep them all for herself. Stupid bitch of a sister! You’ll need a colour change of course.” Delight sparkles in his eyes. “Unless you’d prefer a stay in Drowsy Town for a while! The dead would love to have you!”

“You’re not getting to me, fwendy-wend. You’re not getting to me at all! You’re just a — ARGHHHHH!” The bomb explodes and it hurts more of Wiggly’s physical form with the acid than he would like. He growls and lunges for the Joker, hands outstretched. “I’ll DRAG YOU RIGHT DOWN TO DROWSY TOWN!”

ㅤ ( Squishes his cheeks! Baby boy! ) ㅤ

“plants? there are no plants in the black and white. why would we have need for plants in hell?!”

*stretches up to match his height proudly *

…. Seriously?? *brings out more of himself from the depths of hell*

“ohhhh, they’re not coming for you noahy!” the doll’s head turns 180 degrees, manipulated by someone deep, deep down in drowsy town — the black and white. Wiggly himself as decided to puppet for a day. “impressive show! I’d like to keep you you know!”

hehheheheHIC! want to see mooooooore?!

I am the tallest >:)

*reveals just a flash of his true form — twenty-foot tall tentacles everywhere*

“Wrong?! What the fucky-wucky do you mean WRONG?! I am a GOD! I say what I please! You’ll die as soon as that bomb goes off and I — why, I’m deep down in Drowsy Town already! You. Can’t. Hurt. Me.” Another smile as he stares into those dead eyes. “Go on! Try it.”

Wiggog leans in, breath hot and smelling of fish. A glimmer flashes through the air, and for a terrifying second, his tentacles appear behind him as he grins maniacally. "Ahhh, but that's the fun part! I could claim you as a new toy, you know. Perhaps I will! Then you'd be MINE in every timeline!"

The god's eyes shimmered a sickly green. He crosses his hands over each other, mimicking the movements of his tentacles. "How eager you must be to have your gutsy-wutsies torn out! Because that's what will happen if you CONTINUE TO FUCK WITH ME."

"I AM A GOD!" Wiggly screams, his rage bubbling up to the surface again. Here, he's completely unchecked -- both his power and his temper. Here, none of his brothers appear to keep him in check -- and his usually calculated plans go out the window at the thought of having a brand new plaything. +

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"Shut the fucky-wucky UP! I have more weapons than you could believe!"

we weren't put on this earth to make your life pleasant, fuck-o.

// heh heh heh

a countdown has begun. all will collapse on itself. the world will disappear into a single grain of blackness. all sound will be muted. all life will scream.

“The WHO?! Never heard of them. Must be FAKE. Mortals like to worship anything and everything, don’t they?!” Wiggly sneers, raising a cage out of the Black and warping it to form around Aiden. He sits back on his throne with a giggle, retracting his tentacles with a smile. “Tell me more.”

I WAS HERE FIRST.

//

Another doll appears directly in front of him, giggling even more. “You’re my bestest buddy-wudd!”

“Tickle my belly-well!” The doll squeals as she kicks it, but the laughter doesn’t go away. Bright eyes loom from the shadows. “Normally I let my dolls do my dirty work for me, but you are just sooooo interesting, humany-wumany!”

I am what they call THE DEVIL, joker. You’re nothing but a pale imitation of mockery.

did you think a mere monkey like you could defeat a GOD?

and WHYYYYYY not, fwendy-wend?

“The Hatchetfielders,” Wiggly says with a sneer. His tentacles tighten mercilessly. “Forget them! Forget all of them. They are OURS to play with and OURS alone. You are merely… a trespasser.” He straightens up and straightens his tie and crown at the same time. “Who do you report to?! +

ah. a… party? one I am not the host of? hmm…

hehehehe… come pway, Noah! You won’t regret itttt!

and WHY not, noahy-woahy? hehehehe….

oh my. your people have grown so dramatic in the last 100,000 years.

another doll plops down on the ground. the laughter starts to multiply.

Black Friday is coming ;)

I am a genius. hehehehe.

the eyes glow with a faint yellow light. then, it begins to laugh.