Ask Roger The Janitor: Stuff - Tumblr Posts

Hey janitor your not gonna capture me are you? I'm kinda lost

“ I don’t- think I should anyways. “

Thought Bagel Anon threw a pokeball at Janitor, and I was like, "oh no!"

Well other Anon thanks for the idea! *throws a pokeball at the Janitor*

Hey janitor ummmm... CHEESE ATTACK

*throws 3 slices of cheese at the janitor*

“ -..I-…o-okay..?? “

*Hand You A Small Sculpture Of A Nome* A Little Gift For You! (・∀・)

Hey Jnaitor sorry for some people being rude sooo *gives janitor a hug* hope this makes you happy :)

*gives the janitor some roses*

Here you go! Hope you enjoy these roses! You can keep them... OR you can give them to someone~

“ You’re too kind, I swear.. “

[ He’s very happy about this. ]

Hey Janitor *pulls out a tray of with six cookies* cookies for you and Bellman <3

“ Want one? “ |)

“ …Sure. “

Quick question, what are you and bellman relationship at right now?

“ …Well- uh— it’s hard to say. We aren’t exactly- friends. We’re just familiars. Coworkers. Though I try to at least be nice. “

Hey janitor...

Sans the skeleton

“ …I’m- sorry, I.. don’t know who that is. “

(Megalovania slowly begins to play in the background.)

Spamton: HEY [BLIND LONG ARM CLEANING MAN] DO YOU WANT TO BE A [BIG SHOT]!?!?

“ …Who are you and how did you get in here, w- wha- “

[ Roger is clearly baffled by the appearance of SPAMTON G. SPAMTON. Care to enlighten him? ]

Spamton: YOU'VE. NEVER. HEARD. OF. ME...

HEHAHAHA

ITS ME SPAMTON G. SPAMTON THE [NUMBER 1 RATED SALES MAN] WITH THE BEST [HALF PRICED SALAMY]!!! SO NOW THAT YOU [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] ME... DO YOU MIND TELLING ME WHERE THE [$!@$] I AM!?!?

[ ..He mumbled that name to himself a couple of times, to keep it stuck in his head. He then nodded, and held out a somewhat friendly hand. ] “ Well, it’s- nice to meet you, Spamton- uh.. you’re in the Maw. A really big boat that acts as a restaurant and a resort of sorts. “

Spamton: WELL GOD [$!@$] IT THAT [[CLOW AROUND TOWN] REALLY SCREWED ME OVER [not again...why... Stop...it...hurts..] AND SO DID MIKE

*Spamton stops looking chilled then looks to the floor*

Mike... [[hello? is anyone there?... help]]

WHAT NO I DIDNT SAY THAT... but it sounds like they were talking to you... WELL CAN YOU HELP A [STRANGER] OUT AND GET ME BACK TO MY SHOP?

[ …He- he won’t- question it. Out loud, at least she won’t… ]

“ Well.. uh.. I could try..? But I don’t exactly know.. how- to- uh- I don’t know how. “

Why is spamton here all of a sudden-

“ I-I’m not entirely sure. “

Would you rather have shrimp fried rice, or a shrimp who fries rice?

“ …….T—The one that makes more sense..?? How would a shrimp fry rice anyways?? “

Do you like spaghetti?

“ Do I? I mean, I’ve never tried it before. “

(Just drawings of Roger.)

:> you're cute♡ (hugs ya)

[ -..With the amount of affection he’s getting, he’s prone to simply feeling a little flustered, simply patting them on the back because he’s still too socially awkward to hug them back. ] “ Oh- u-um.. thank you! “

Yo Roger! I got a really really really important to ask ya! Do ya by any chance know who Joe is?

“ No, I do not! Care to tell me who that is? “

[ ..Roger… Roger no- ]

Joe MAMA! B)

“ -…What? “ [ You’ve joked him, played him, tricked him, bamboozled him, confused him, look what you’ve done. ]