BEN Can(t) Fly Part One (OLD)

BEN Can(’t) Fly — Part One (OLD)

[Ben, playing video games]:

[Jeff]: Ya know, you’re really pathetic.

[Ben with narrowed eyes]: Whatcha mean ‘pathetic’, clown reject?

[Jeff]: You’re a ghost, right?

[Ben, raising an eyebrow]: I think that’s implied, yes...

[Jeff]: So what are you doin’ sitting on your lazy ass instead of, y’know, haunting people?

[Ben]: I do my haunting through electronics.

[Jeff, scoffing]: Some haunting.

[Ben]: Hey, I’ll have you know I’ve driven tons of people crazy with my tactics.

[Jeff]: Tactics? A game cartridge that’s four decades old?

[Ben, offended]: What’s it to you?

[Jeff]: I’m just sayin’, I’d expect a lot more from someone who’s dead.

[Ben]: I can do things you couldn’t even dream of doing!

[Jeff]: Oh yeah? Like what?

[Ben]: Well math, for one.

[Jeff]: Psh, I can do math.

[Ben]: What’s 74 plus 52?

[Jeff]: Err... 130?

[Ben]: No, you dumbass. 126!

[Jeff]: I knew that.

[Ben]: Lies.

[Jeff]: Whatever. It's not like killing revolves around addition.

[Ben]: Yeah, that's cause you randomly slaughter everyone you come across.

[Jeff]: Not everyone.

[Ben]: What even is the deal with you, huh? You wake people up and then tell them to ‘go to sleep’? I mean, seriously?

[Jeff]: You can't say anything, Slimer.

[Ben]: I think I can.

[Jeff]: Well, I don't have supernatural powers.

[Ben]: Thank God for that.

[Jeff]: My killing is limited.

[Ben]: Uh-huh. Limited to how many of your brain cells are left, maybe.

[Jeff with a death glare]: You're still pathetic.

[Ben]: I am not.

[Jeff]: Oh, really? Then why don't I ever see you fly, huh?

[Ben]: What—what does flying have to do with anything?

[Jeff]: You're a fricken ghost and I've never seen you fly, even once!

[Ben]: And?

[Jeff]: Ghosts have to be able to fly, otherwise they aren't real ghosts.

[Ben]: I am a real ghost.

[Jeff]: Then prove it.

[Ben]: I am literally dead.

[Jeff]: How do I know that?

[Ben]: How could you not know that?

[Jeff]: I’ll bet Y/n doesn’t know that.

[Ben]: Of course she does, cause she isn’t an idiot.

[Jeff]: Well, let’s test that theory, shall we?

[Ben, unamused]: What are you doing?

[Jeff]: Y/n! Y/n, did you know that Ben’s pathetic?

[Ben]: Would you shut up—

[Jeff]: Y/N!! Ben isn’t a real ghost! He’s a poser!

[Ben, whispering frantically]: Jeffery!

[Y/n, yelling from another room]: What?

[Jeff]: Ben calls himself a ghost, but he can’t even—

[Ben, panicking]: Alright, okay, I’ll do it! Just shut up!

[Y/n, entering the room]: Did someone call me?

[Ben]: Nope! We’re just talking among ourselves. 

[Y/n]: But I thought Jeff said something about you being a ghost?

[Jeff, smirking victoriously]: That’s just what you chose to hear.

[Y/n, skeptically]: ...I don’t believe you, but okay.

[Jeff, meeting Ben’s eyes after Y/n exits]: Time to think happy thoughts, Peter Pan.

Ben Can(’t) Fly — Part Two

[Jeff]: ...

[Ben]: ...

[Jeff]: I’m waiting.

[Ben]: Yeah yeah, I know.

[Jeff]: Then why aren’t you doing anything?

[Ben]: Just shut up and let me concentrate.

[Jeff]: Okay, Link.

[Ben]: Don’t call me that.

[Jeff]: Okay, Kristen Stewart simp.

[Ben]: I swear I will leave right now if you don’t shut the hell up—

[Jeff]: I’ll get Y/n again.

[Ben]: And tell her what?

[Jeff]: That you’re a joke of a ghost.

[Ben]: Throws a game controller at him

[Jeff, dodging]: Seriously?

[Ben]: Seriously.

[Jeff]: You just lobbed a controller at my head?

[Ben]: It stopped working a while ago. Might as well put it to some use.

[Jeff]: Uh-huh.

[Ben]: ...

[Jeff]: You’re still not flying.

[Ben]: I just need some air, okay!

[Jeff]: Wow, what are you? A paper airplane?

[Ben]: No! Let’s go up to my room.

[Jeff]: If you say so, midget.

[Ben]: I’M NOT A MIDGET!

[Jeff]: You’re what, 4′6?

[Ben]: NO. I happen to be 5′4, FOR YOUR INFORMATION.

[Jeff]: Damn, you’re shorter than the average female.

[Ben]: Shut your ugly mouth and come on.

In Ben’s room

[Jeff]: So...this is going to accomplish what, exactly?

[Ben]: Giving me the umph I need to fly.

[Jeff]: How?

[Ben]: We’re two stories up, how else do you think?

[Jeff]: Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

[Jeff]: Are you... Are you planning on... 

[Ben]: Leaping from the window? Yeah, you dimwit, I am.

[Jeff]: You must really wanna prove your ghosthood.

[Ben]: Shut up.

[Jeff]: Shouldn’t you be able to just float?

[Ben]: Well I—

[Jeff]: Sally can.

[Ben]: I’M NOT SALLY NOW AM I!

[Jeff]: Clearly.

Ben huffs and opens the window, staring down at the ground with uncertainty

[Jeff]: What’s the matter, Link? Gettin’ cold feet?

[Ben]: N-no.

[Jeff]: Then do it.

[Ben]: Fine.

[Jeff]:

[Ben]:

[Jeff]: You’re still not doing it.

[Ben]: Yes I am.

[Jeff]: Need a push?

[Ben]: NO.

[Jeff]: I think you need a push.

[Ben]: Uh, let me rephrase this: NO.

[Jeff]: I’m giving you a push.

[Ben]: Oh no you’re not—

[Jeff, slowly reaching his hand out]: 

[Ben]: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!

[Jeff]: Then jump.

[Ben]: Fine.

Ben draws in a sharp breath, leans forward, and jumps

[Jeff, cheering]: Yea-ha-ha! Fly your ass through that sky, Benny boy!

[Ben]: Fading, girlish squeals of utter terror

[Ben, quickly descending]: 

[Jeff, staring down with no emotion]: 

[Ben, shrieking]: HOLY SHIT WHY DID I AGREE TO THIS—!

[Ben, smacking the ground with a dramatically loud thump]:

[Ben]: Motionless

[Jeff]: Blinks

[Jeff]: Closes window and walks away

Liu headcanons plz

Homicidal Liu Headcanons (OLD)

When Sully is not in control, Liu is a caring, patient, and soft person.

He has a lot of friends around the Manor because he’s easy to get along with. 

When Sully is in control, however, he can get pretty chaotic.

Sully, unlike Liu, has a very deep, intimidating voice when he takes over, and a dark gleam to his otherwise kind green eyes.

Sully has a dark sense of humor, while Liu just finds dad jokes funny.

Yeah, Liu is definitely big on dad jokes.

A lot of people consider him the “father” among them all, aside from maybe EJ.

He has a tendency to worry about his friends when they’re on a dangerous mission, though he won’t hesitate to scold them if they’re doing something stupid.

Sully could care less about the well-being of anyone else, though.

Both personalities get highly offended if someone doesn’t recognize them as two separate people and instead call them “Liu”, and will not want anything else to do with that person.

Sully is harsh and very fond of curse words, but has proven to be exceedingly loyal and protective of those he cares about.

Liu dislikes his brother Jeff, Sully absolutely despises him- after all, he was created soon after Liu had been stabbed and his parents were killed. So he has a fiery hatred for Jeff, and he won’t hesitate to tell him off and even threaten him when they do come into contact with each other.

Liu treats his emotions with a little more caution, though, and is able to control his anger toward Jeff, or anyone for that matter. Though if someone gets on his nerves enough, he will eventually snap.

One of Liu’s and Sully’s closest friends is Jane, as both of them can find a common enemy and discuss their dislike for Jeff over a game of cards.

Sully enjoys only a select few’s company, while Liu doesn’t really mind being around anyone unless they’re particularly foreboding, like Masky for example. Jeff is another story.

They’re both 6′7. Yeah, big ass dudes.

Liu adores animals. Koala bears are his favorite.

X-Virus headcanons?

X-Virus Headcanons (OLD)

Cody is an interesting individual.

He craves the attention of others, though doesn’t get it most of the time because everyone finds him weird.

He is an excessive speaker, so once he starts on a subject, it’s very difficult to get him to stop.

He’s 5′7″, one of the shorter guys in the Manor, but he can’t make himself care very much.

Cody isn’t shy. When he wants someone to know something, he will tell them, but if he accidentally says something brash towards them he will feel guilty and apologize.

He doesn’t have a filter, at least when it comes to his life and interests as a whole.

He and Sally are best buds. She has him over for tea parties and he tells her about the danger of different viruses and diseases.

Kind of has a tendency to wear his heart on his sleeve, but he’s overall gotten used to people judging him and not wanting to spend any of their time with him. That doesn’t mean it hurts any less, though.

Sees himself as an outcast, so he often tries to stay out of social situations, even though he wants to be involved.

He spends most of his time locked away in a room that holds all of his creations, always attempting to make them more deadly than they already are.

When he finds someone who accepts him, he clings to them and automatically becomes interested in things that that person likes as a way to get closer to them.

This is how he adopted his love of viruses because his father’s life revolved around them.

People assume he and Toby are related, though they are not.

In fact, they often find each other annoying and try to avoid one another so they don’t cause any conflict.

Cody is a very lonely character who only wants to be loved, but he still somehow manages to keep up a happy facade all the same. Poor baby boi.

"Zero. Give me my knife. Or I will fucking end you."

~Jeff the Killer

Headcanon #1

Nobody has seen Jack’s face since the night of his transformation. He’s really insecure about it and has never taken off his mask for anyone before—he rarely does even when he’s by himself. He’s convinced himself that he’s a monster and that no one should ever see what he really looks like.