FATHER!
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ALL MY TROUBLES ON A BURNING PILE, I LIGHT UP AND I START TO SMILE.
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FATHER!
@rockyroadwoes.bsky.social
· Feb 20
a cartoon scene with the words now you 've made me angry very very angry at the bottom
ALT: a cartoon scene with the words now you 've made me angry very very angry at the bottom
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I AM MOST DISSATISFIED. . .
(Literate FATHER, C:KND RP account.)
(MVRP / MS with chem.)
(N/SFW, non-l*wd)
(Scribbled by Shiloh/G.)
#MVRP // #KNDRP // #CARTOONRP // #KIDSNEXTDOORRP // #SFWRP // #VILLAINRP
(Literate FATHER, C:KND RP account.)
(MVRP / MS with chem.)
(N/SFW, non-l*wd)
(Scribbled by Shiloh/G.)
#MVRP // #KNDRP // #CARTOONRP // #KIDSNEXTDOORRP // #SFWRP // #VILLAINRP
'Good, good. A great team effort, I'd say.'
[And the voice grew more and more distant, until Ben could no longer hear it at all. Like his own subconscious voice had returned, which implied that the conversation internally wasn't with the same voice.]
[... Scary.]
[And the voice grew more and more distant, until Ben could no longer hear it at all. Like his own subconscious voice had returned, which implied that the conversation internally wasn't with the same voice.]
[... Scary.]
… but by my side, instead.’
[ This plan elicits a deep chuckle in his throat that grows louder with each second. ]
‘Consider it done.’
[ This plan elicits a deep chuckle in his throat that grows louder with each second. ]
‘Consider it done.’
February 28, 2025 at 10:13 PM
'Good, good. A great team effort, I'd say.'
[And the voice grew more and more distant, until Ben could no longer hear it at all. Like his own subconscious voice had returned, which implied that the conversation internally wasn't with the same voice.]
[... Scary.]
[And the voice grew more and more distant, until Ben could no longer hear it at all. Like his own subconscious voice had returned, which implied that the conversation internally wasn't with the same voice.]
[... Scary.]
'She'd be the woman of your dreams, more so than she is now. All the Chili you could EVER WANT. . .~!'
[The voice cackles maniacally.]
'So, what's stopping you from putting research into this~? What's stopping you, those pesky Kids Next Door or your stray cat of a daughter? Make it happen.'
[The voice cackles maniacally.]
'So, what's stopping you from putting research into this~? What's stopping you, those pesky Kids Next Door or your stray cat of a daughter? Make it happen.'
[ He steeples his fingers, lips curling. ]
‘She’d be magnificent.’
‘She’d be magnificent.’
February 28, 2025 at 9:14 PM
'She'd be the woman of your dreams, more so than she is now. All the Chili you could EVER WANT. . .~!'
[The voice cackles maniacally.]
'So, what's stopping you from putting research into this~? What's stopping you, those pesky Kids Next Door or your stray cat of a daughter? Make it happen.'
[The voice cackles maniacally.]
'So, what's stopping you from putting research into this~? What's stopping you, those pesky Kids Next Door or your stray cat of a daughter? Make it happen.'
'If you make it a dazzling ring, who's to say she'd NEVER take it off? Perhaps it CAN'T be taken off. And once the transformation has taken place, why WOULD she~?'
[A dark chuckle.]
'Exactly. All adults have such malice roaring in their hearts. She's just got hers tamed to a point of dormancy.'
[A dark chuckle.]
'Exactly. All adults have such malice roaring in their hearts. She's just got hers tamed to a point of dormancy.'
[ Not only what is that, but who? His own, but not his own—he can hear it so clearly in his mind. Smooth, persuasive. ]
‘A ring… How clever. Nobody would ever suspect it, least of all her…
She already has it in her, doesn’t she? All this would be is a little… help.’
‘A ring… How clever. Nobody would ever suspect it, least of all her…
She already has it in her, doesn’t she? All this would be is a little… help.’
[An inner monologue cuts through his regular thinking like butter.]
'How about a ring that slowly warps her into a villainess? Her disobedience and friendly nature would simply disappear as the ring brings out her more adult impulses?'
[What the fuck is that thought.]
'How about a ring that slowly warps her into a villainess? Her disobedience and friendly nature would simply disappear as the ring brings out her more adult impulses?'
[What the fuck is that thought.]
February 28, 2025 at 8:40 PM
'If you make it a dazzling ring, who's to say she'd NEVER take it off? Perhaps it CAN'T be taken off. And once the transformation has taken place, why WOULD she~?'
[A dark chuckle.]
'Exactly. All adults have such malice roaring in their hearts. She's just got hers tamed to a point of dormancy.'
[A dark chuckle.]
'Exactly. All adults have such malice roaring in their hearts. She's just got hers tamed to a point of dormancy.'
[An inner monologue cuts through his regular thinking like butter.]
'How about a ring that slowly warps her into a villainess? Her disobedience and friendly nature would simply disappear as the ring brings out her more adult impulses?'
[What the fuck is that thought.]
'How about a ring that slowly warps her into a villainess? Her disobedience and friendly nature would simply disappear as the ring brings out her more adult impulses?'
[What the fuck is that thought.]
[ Fingers drumming rhythmically against the arm of his chair.
Children are off to school, wife should be heading to work soon, which should leave him all alone to work out a solution to last night’s little… issue. ]
Children are off to school, wife should be heading to work soon, which should leave him all alone to work out a solution to last night’s little… issue. ]
February 28, 2025 at 8:16 PM
[An inner monologue cuts through his regular thinking like butter.]
'How about a ring that slowly warps her into a villainess? Her disobedience and friendly nature would simply disappear as the ring brings out her more adult impulses?'
[What the fuck is that thought.]
'How about a ring that slowly warps her into a villainess? Her disobedience and friendly nature would simply disappear as the ring brings out her more adult impulses?'
[What the fuck is that thought.]
[BURSTS INTO FLAMES.]
WHO HAS BEEN USING MY CREDIT CARD!?
WHO HAS BEEN USING MY CREDIT CARD!?
February 28, 2025 at 12:19 AM
[BURSTS INTO FLAMES.]
WHO HAS BEEN USING MY CREDIT CARD!?
WHO HAS BEEN USING MY CREDIT CARD!?
[He's about to pick up his paper again, when he realizes they're speaking again, and...not dismissing. He raises a brow.]
What. What are you expecting?
[He takes a moment to think, is there something he's missing???]
Are you-- waiting for me to scold you? Because, well, I won't. Other than ++
What. What are you expecting?
[He takes a moment to think, is there something he's missing???]
Are you-- waiting for me to scold you? Because, well, I won't. Other than ++
easygoing, especially about their slip-ups. No yelling? No scolding? Not even a stern lecture?
Shouldn’t they be glad to get off so easy? Instead, the Delightful Children stand there awkwardly, stiffly, despite their dismissal.
They don’t want to leave. ]
But— … um … Father?
Shouldn’t they be glad to get off so easy? Instead, the Delightful Children stand there awkwardly, stiffly, despite their dismissal.
They don’t want to leave. ]
But— … um … Father?
February 26, 2025 at 5:12 AM
[He's about to pick up his paper again, when he realizes they're speaking again, and...not dismissing. He raises a brow.]
What. What are you expecting?
[He takes a moment to think, is there something he's missing???]
Are you-- waiting for me to scold you? Because, well, I won't. Other than ++
What. What are you expecting?
[He takes a moment to think, is there something he's missing???]
Are you-- waiting for me to scold you? Because, well, I won't. Other than ++
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February 26, 2025 at 4:34 AM
𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 . . . ▋
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▪ 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝟹 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚟 ▪
[The man takes the frames, examining them with care.]
I'm surprised they've lasted even this long. . . I'll order you a new pair in a moment. [Pulling his phone from the crook between the chair's cushion and the arm of the chair. He's mumbling as he tries to read the tiny carved text in the ++
I'm surprised they've lasted even this long. . . I'll order you a new pair in a moment. [Pulling his phone from the crook between the chair's cushion and the arm of the chair. He's mumbling as he tries to read the tiny carved text in the ++
downstairs, they’d panicked and hoped he wouldn’t notice. How silly, how stupid to think they could pull one over on their father?
They look up at Father, wary, but it’s Constance alone who nods. ]
Yes, Father…
[ Sheepishly, apprehensively, she pulls out her broken pair to show him. ]
They look up at Father, wary, but it’s Constance alone who nods. ]
Yes, Father…
[ Sheepishly, apprehensively, she pulls out her broken pair to show him. ]
February 25, 2025 at 2:48 AM
[The man takes the frames, examining them with care.]
I'm surprised they've lasted even this long. . . I'll order you a new pair in a moment. [Pulling his phone from the crook between the chair's cushion and the arm of the chair. He's mumbling as he tries to read the tiny carved text in the ++
I'm surprised they've lasted even this long. . . I'll order you a new pair in a moment. [Pulling his phone from the crook between the chair's cushion and the arm of the chair. He's mumbling as he tries to read the tiny carved text in the ++
[Father is reading his newspaper, a coffee mug sat on the side table of his favorite planning chair. As he hears the door open, he gets ready to apprehend and punish Gretchen, but-- when his Delightfuls come in, he presses the anger down into his gut.]
++
++
February 25, 2025 at 2:16 AM
[Father is reading his newspaper, a coffee mug sat on the side table of his favorite planning chair. As he hears the door open, he gets ready to apprehend and punish Gretchen, but-- when his Delightfuls come in, he presses the anger down into his gut.]
++
++
[Working on a new scheme. . . several crumpled pieces of blueprint paper surround his desk.]
February 22, 2025 at 3:46 AM
[Working on a new scheme. . . several crumpled pieces of blueprint paper surround his desk.]
[Reading the newspaper.]
February 21, 2025 at 4:04 AM
[Reading the newspaper.]
[Of course, scanning each and every one of his adopted children... lastly, landing on Constance. He stares at her for a LONG time, before turning back to Gretchen.]
She's right. IT'S YOU!
[Whirling around, Father GRABS Constance.]
Your eyes aren't that delightful blue, you have been straying ++
She's right. IT'S YOU!
[Whirling around, Father GRABS Constance.]
Your eyes aren't that delightful blue, you have been straying ++
She’ll play this part as hard as she can…
But Gretchen’s realization has come too late. ]
But Gretchen’s realization has come too late. ]
February 21, 2025 at 12:32 AM
[Of course, scanning each and every one of his adopted children... lastly, landing on Constance. He stares at her for a LONG time, before turning back to Gretchen.]
She's right. IT'S YOU!
[Whirling around, Father GRABS Constance.]
Your eyes aren't that delightful blue, you have been straying ++
She's right. IT'S YOU!
[Whirling around, Father GRABS Constance.]
Your eyes aren't that delightful blue, you have been straying ++
[Cranking it to a warm temperature, he offers a sigh and rubs the small of his back with his hand. Ugh. He slept horribly last night... He stretches, popping his back and he groans. Before returning to his planning chair.]
[ Which isn’t hard… he’s quite ornery.
… Yes, please make it warmer. ]
… Yes, please make it warmer. ]
[True. All they have to do is make him angry. . . He's fidgeting with the thermostat...]
February 20, 2025 at 10:19 PM
[Cranking it to a warm temperature, he offers a sigh and rubs the small of his back with his hand. Ugh. He slept horribly last night... He stretches, popping his back and he groans. Before returning to his planning chair.]
[True. All they have to do is make him angry. . . He's fidgeting with the thermostat...]
[ Because unless he’s down for his children piling on top of him, they get cold too! ]
...Cold today. [Walking to the thermostat. Why even have one of those, when he's a walking heater???]
February 20, 2025 at 10:13 PM
[True. All they have to do is make him angry. . . He's fidgeting with the thermostat...]
YES, GRETCHEN. PLEASE GO CHANGE, OR I WILL BE VERY VERY DISPLEASED AND EVEN ANGRY.
[He's clutching his fork and knife with the utmost strength, and it's even starting to heat the metal of the utensils. Though... he does realize something's off.]
[Slow turn to the delightfuls, thunder ++
[He's clutching his fork and knife with the utmost strength, and it's even starting to heat the metal of the utensils. Though... he does realize something's off.]
[Slow turn to the delightfuls, thunder ++
begging her to undo this. If only Gretchen knew what she has put in motion. ]
You’re just trying to ruin dinner, you rotten girl! How dare you! You heard our father, GO CHANGE.
You’re just trying to ruin dinner, you rotten girl! How dare you! You heard our father, GO CHANGE.
February 20, 2025 at 10:13 PM
YES, GRETCHEN. PLEASE GO CHANGE, OR I WILL BE VERY VERY DISPLEASED AND EVEN ANGRY.
[He's clutching his fork and knife with the utmost strength, and it's even starting to heat the metal of the utensils. Though... he does realize something's off.]
[Slow turn to the delightfuls, thunder ++
[He's clutching his fork and knife with the utmost strength, and it's even starting to heat the metal of the utensils. Though... he does realize something's off.]
[Slow turn to the delightfuls, thunder ++
...Cold today. [Walking to the thermostat. Why even have one of those, when he's a walking heater???]
February 20, 2025 at 10:09 PM
...Cold today. [Walking to the thermostat. Why even have one of those, when he's a walking heater???]
Gretchen, go upstairs and dress CORRECTLY. Now.
[The majority rules, the steam growing even more thick and plentiful. Father doesn't want to play games. He wants to eat.]
[The majority rules, the steam growing even more thick and plentiful. Father doesn't want to play games. He wants to eat.]
Because Constance said none of that. In fact, she’s taken a dangerous chance in glancing over to Father and the way he seethes.
She wishes she could do something to back up her step-sister. ]
Father, make her change!
She wishes she could do something to back up her step-sister. ]
Father, make her change!
February 20, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Gretchen, go upstairs and dress CORRECTLY. Now.
[The majority rules, the steam growing even more thick and plentiful. Father doesn't want to play games. He wants to eat.]
[The majority rules, the steam growing even more thick and plentiful. Father doesn't want to play games. He wants to eat.]
[He is already in so much agony and rage. He shoots a glare to Gretchen, and then... reluctantly, looking to the Delightfuls he's taken under a villainous wing.]
Gretchen. What is the meaning of your garb? You look most displeasing to me.
[He's eerily calm, but there is a little bit of steam ++
Gretchen. What is the meaning of your garb? You look most displeasing to me.
[He's eerily calm, but there is a little bit of steam ++
Father! Do you see what she’s wearing!? She looks like she belongs at a club, not the dinner table!
Do something, father! Reprimand her!
Do something, father! Reprimand her!
February 20, 2025 at 6:38 AM
[He is already in so much agony and rage. He shoots a glare to Gretchen, and then... reluctantly, looking to the Delightfuls he's taken under a villainous wing.]
Gretchen. What is the meaning of your garb? You look most displeasing to me.
[He's eerily calm, but there is a little bit of steam ++
Gretchen. What is the meaning of your garb? You look most displeasing to me.
[He's eerily calm, but there is a little bit of steam ++
. . . Good. I am pleased to know you accomplished your mission. Please do go dry off and make yourself presentable again, Constance. Then, meet at the table.
[He stands from his chair, and hustles his evil ass into the dining room, sitting at the head of the table. He seems a little less ++
[He stands from his chair, and hustles his evil ass into the dining room, sitting at the head of the table. He seems a little less ++
[ She appears, damp from the rain, having come straight to him. ]
I did just as you asked, father. Gretchen will be down soon. She… went into her room.
I did just as you asked, father. Gretchen will be down soon. She… went into her room.
... Seems Constance is home with Gretchen.
February 20, 2025 at 6:14 AM
. . . Good. I am pleased to know you accomplished your mission. Please do go dry off and make yourself presentable again, Constance. Then, meet at the table.
[He stands from his chair, and hustles his evil ass into the dining room, sitting at the head of the table. He seems a little less ++
[He stands from his chair, and hustles his evil ass into the dining room, sitting at the head of the table. He seems a little less ++
... Seems Constance is home with Gretchen.
February 20, 2025 at 5:54 AM
... Seems Constance is home with Gretchen.
Love is in the air? Wrong, SMOKE INHALATION!
[FWOOOOOOOSH!]
[FWOOOOOOOSH!]
February 20, 2025 at 4:46 AM
Love is in the air? Wrong, SMOKE INHALATION!
[FWOOOOOOOSH!]
[FWOOOOOOOSH!]
AND /I/ didn't wake up this morning expecting to make you into a funeral pyre, but HERE WE ARE! ! !
[FWOOOOOOSH.]
[FWOOOOOOSH.]
I didn’t come to Earth intending to fight our biggest nemesis, but here we are.
February 20, 2025 at 3:29 AM
AND /I/ didn't wake up this morning expecting to make you into a funeral pyre, but HERE WE ARE! ! !
[FWOOOOOOSH.]
[FWOOOOOOSH.]
[SCREW AROUND AND FIND OUT, BRAT.]
[ SHE TACKLED HIM TO THE GROUND ONCE, SHE’S NOT AFRAID TO TRY AGAIN. ALL IT TAKES IT ONE MOMENT OF LOST FOCUS ON HIS END… ]
[BUT CAN SHE WIN IN A PHYSICAL BATTLE? I MEAN, HE COULD MELT THOSE SILLY 2X4 TECH WEAPONS!]
February 20, 2025 at 3:26 AM
[SCREW AROUND AND FIND OUT, BRAT.]
Alright then. Now, shoo. I have to make sure those idiots didn't give me the wrong model.
[He marches off, his behavior there at least a LITTLE more normal, what with the "shoo".]
[He marches off, his behavior there at least a LITTLE more normal, what with the "shoo".]
[ Numbuh 0.5 would push even further, but a Delightful Child would not. So she merely nods, deciding to put a pin in his strange demeanor and wait for the opportune time.
It doesn’t take much resistance to make him snap, and it’s easier to fool him when he’s calm. ]
Yes, father... I’ll leave now.
It doesn’t take much resistance to make him snap, and it’s easier to fool him when he’s calm. ]
Yes, father... I’ll leave now.
++ plan, you and your siblings will be filled in, alright? Just give your father some space to pluck some metaphorical thorns out and he'll be right as rain soon enough.
[He's eerily calm, even offering a dad-like sigh.]
Bring her home before the hour strikes. I don't want dinner to get cold.
[He's eerily calm, even offering a dad-like sigh.]
Bring her home before the hour strikes. I don't want dinner to get cold.
February 20, 2025 at 3:24 AM
Alright then. Now, shoo. I have to make sure those idiots didn't give me the wrong model.
[He marches off, his behavior there at least a LITTLE more normal, what with the "shoo".]
[He marches off, his behavior there at least a LITTLE more normal, what with the "shoo".]