Visiting Beyond the Fourth Wall?

askshinko:

askthefwrp:

askshinko:

Sinko shrieked a bit as she went to hide behind Shinko, pointing at the blob that was taking shape. “Da Blot! It da Shadow Blot!” she cried, cowering behind her interdimensional counterpart.

Shinko’s blue eyes watched the black liquid take form until she heard it speak. “…Mr. Repairman? Is that you?” he asked.

“Argh… Shinko? Wha… Where…?” The Repairman straightened and tried to get his bearings. He was having a difficult time of it, seeing how his eyes were apparently trying to float in different directions across his form. He continued this until finally his eyes relaxed, at which point he decided to do the same, his form slowly receding to the floor. He checked himself to see if anything came with him, brushing off flecks of concrete and pushing them into a dustpan. Then something seemed to sink in.

“Shadow Blot? That’s a new one. Tell me, Shinko, who’s your friend here?”

“Um…this is Sinko. She’s my interdimensional counterpart. But at this point…I’m okay with saying she’s like my little sister…” explained Shinko as she turned to the small Toon that was looking up at her with green, fear-filled eyes. “No, Sinko, he’s not the Shadow Blot come to take you away to the Wasteland and steal your heart.”

“…you sure?” asked Sinko.

“I’m sure,” replied Shinko, patting the smaller Toon’s head.

Sinko replied by giving a big grin. “Okay! What his name?” she asked, tilting her head as she looked at the blot that seemed not much taller than her.

The Repairman thought for a moment.
“You know,” he mused, “I’ve never really had a name, just a profession. I’ll have to look into that soon. Anyway, I’m known as the Fourth Wall Repairman.”

He looked around again, and sighed.

“You know this is the third time this week that something like this happened?” he said. “I really should learn more about dimensional work.”

Visiting Beyond the Fourth Wall?

askshinko:

askthefwrp:

The pantry indeed had the required foodstuffs. However, it took a bit for Shinko to find them, as everything seemed to be chaotically rearranged. Many of the bottles had toppled over on shelves they weren’t on before, and several bags had fallen neatly onto the floor.

Shinko had just found the raisins when she noticed that one of the bottles had spilled. It kept spilling, far more than non-Toon physics should allow, until the liquid began to take shape.

“Ugh,” groaned the Repairman. “Talk about a wrong turn.”

Sinko shrieked a bit as she went to hide behind Shinko, pointing at the blob that was taking shape. “Da Blot! It da Shadow Blot!” she cried, cowering behind her interdimensional counterpart.

Shinko’s blue eyes watched the black liquid take form until she heard it speak. “…Mr. Repairman? Is that you?” he asked.

“Argh… Shinko? Wha… Where…?” The Repairman straightened and tried to get his bearings. He was having a difficult time of it, seeing how his eyes were apparently trying to float in different directions across his form. He continued this until finally his eyes relaxed, at which point he decided to do the same, his form slowly receding to the floor. He checked himself to see if anything came with him, brushing off flecks of concrete and pushing them into a dustpan. Then something seemed to sink in.

“Shadow Blot? That’s a new one. Tell me, Shinko, who’s your friend here?”

Visiting Beyond the Fourth Wall?

askshinko:

“Sistah!” The little Toon cried for her counterpart as she ran over to the living room. Shinko was sitting on the couch, flipping through the channels.

“Sistah, sistah! I wan da cookies!” exlaimed Sinko, tugging on Shinko’s arm.

“What do you mean you want cookies?” asked Shinko, frowning in confusion as she looked at the green eyes that stared up at her.

“I wan da raisin bran cookies,” replied the little Toon, giving a single-toothed smile.

“Raisin bran- you mean raisin cookies? Cause, we don’t have any,” replied Shinko.

“We gots ta make ‘em, silly!”

Shinko rolled her eyes. “You really think you can handle baking cookies?”

“You bake da cookies wit me!” Sinko giggled.

With a small sigh, Shinko slowly slid off the couch. “Alright…just follow me. I’ll pull up a recipe and let’s see if we can get all the ingredients we need…”

The pantry indeed had the required foodstuffs. However, it took a bit for Shinko to find them, as everything seemed to be chaotically rearranged. Many of the bottles had toppled over on shelves they weren’t on before, and several bags had fallen neatly onto the floor.

Shinko had just found the raisins when she noticed that one of the bottles had spilled. It kept spilling, far more than non-Toon physics should allow, until the liquid began to take shape.

“Ugh,” groaned the Repairman. “Talk about a wrong turn.”

Visiting Beyond the Fourth Wall?