The Smudger House

The Smudger House

I'm sorry I made this

Traintober: Day 7 "Refreshments"

"A Piece Of Cake"

[East Sodor, Skarloey Railway]

The crane had gotten to work picking up fallen branches and debris from the rails and surrounding infrastructure as Peter Sam approached.

The two exchanged a greeting, before Peter Sam inquired about the strange wooden box sitting propped against the fence.

"Mr. Hugh says this old shack is useless now, likely to be dismantled once we clear it away."

Peter Sam gave 'the shack' a once over, and noticed something odd about its appearance and its underside, or what was left of it.

"That's not a shed. . .thats an old coach!"

A low snore came from the old coach, she hadn't been awoken by the noise. . .somehow.

All the same Peter Sam now had an idea, and he couldn't wait to share it with Mr. Sam.

"Erm, Rusty do you remember how those two clergymen and Manager recovered that saloon coach last week?"

The little diesel cocked an eyebrow, but it didn't take long for them to catch on to what Peter Sam had in mind.

"Yes, if you think its a good idea, I'm sure Mr. Hugh wouldn't mind the challenge." the little diesel replied.

Mr. Hugh gave a thumbs up, as if to punctuate Rusty's sentence.

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Sprites and backgrounds by PrincessMuffins, CJTheCreator, Swiftwin4ds, LeatherBootlace, etc

[Sorry for not crediting you initially CJ.]

Not much to say here, I wasn't feeling all that inspired here and I'm sure that shows. Then again college might have something to do with it.

I'll try to have more instore for the next two.

Traintober: Day 9 "Viaduct"

"Beware Of The Viaduct"

[North of Deighan Loey, Big Dipper Viaduct]

Henry has occasionally made trips along the old branchline, even after his incident at the station by the lake, but it seems that even though he's met 'the friendliest ghost on the island', it seems things haven't quite ended yet.

Henry's route past the old station takes him across The Big Dipper viaduct, which had been unusable for one reason or another on his first two trips up the branch line.

Despite the workmen's claims the viaduct's safe to cross Henry cannot shake the uneasy feeling he gets whilst crossing it, sometimes swearing he can hear something crumbling.

If that wasn't bad enough Henry, also hears deep mournful whistles predominantly on this side of the island, but can never seem to identify the source.

Old Bailey has recently promised to inspect, Henry's confident he won't find anything that'll validate his claims, but he still holds out hope.

His next train is due through here tonight, and he's just heard an owl hoot. . .

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Sprites and backgrounds by PrincessMuffins, CJTheCreator, wyattloughrie.

Felt a bit more inspired by this one. Been feeling a bit burnt out as of late.

Also sorry nothing particularly spooky has occurred. . .yet.

Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals

It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals

can you tell us more about your mike :>

He briefly worked as a cashier for a Gas N Sip not too far from his current place of employment, but was fired due to an incident with a shoplifter. Not long afterwards he was hired to work The Nightshift.

He has red hair and hates long walks on the beach.

Also there’s this wicked scar on his head-

Traintober: Day 3 "Twins"

"Oh hell, more twins!"

[Vicarstown Goods Yard]

Algernoon surveyed the new arrivals with distain.

“Oh hell, more twins!” Algernoon grumbled.

The two diesel shunters stared at him, then looked at eachother.

“Dodge when were you gonna tell me we were twins?” One said. “Its news to me I thought we were cousins-” Dodge replied. “Isn’t there a song associated with that?” The other one ventured.

Algernoon's face fell, and whatever he had for blood began to boil.

“Oh my god they’re as stupid as they are ugly.” He groaned.

The purple one, known as Splatter, looked over at Algernoon, “You wanna talk about ugliness-look at those bags under your eyes!” he guffawed.

Dodge joined his laughter, albeit more shortly, and finished with “Looks like you could use some sleep, big guy!”

"I sleep just fine. . . “ Algernoon muttered.

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Sprites and Backgrounds by Princess Muffins.

I took the first day to plan and work on some stuff.