Gravesfield

Is it awkward of having Abomination Kid?

Plot: Benson gives everyone vacation tickets at the beginning of summer. The rest of the gang got to go to cool places, while Mordecai and RIgby get tickets to Gravesfield, Connecticut, in which they complain that it's a small town with nothing to do. Benson says that because they never do work, they get a miserable vacation. NOW GET TO THE AIRPORT RIGHT NOW OR YOU'RE FIRED! at the airport, they were surprised that Benson was nice enough to let them take the golf cart on the plane. It started to get dark, they had to make it to some Motel or something. That's when they see some weird figure staring at them in the middle of the road, they freak out and crash the cart. They look around for someone to fix it or hitch a ride with. That's when they found the same figure going through a portal. They Followed the Figure and ended up in Boiling Isles. And the Figure that made them Crash was Eda using giant Glasses to freak people out in the dark

I have a theory inspired by Moringmark's Cabin 7 and Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated that Gravesfield is the mysterious place on Earth. What do you think would have been in the town if the show wasn't shortened? Feel free to leave a comment!

Hey does someone want to help me with making palisman for my OC?

Description:

Name: Harper Collins

Gender: female

Age: 18 years

Species: human

Eyes: honestly idk didn't make color

Hair: caramel brown with violet streak on the right (from her perspective) side of the face), long, a little wavy, soft/fluffy

Skin: light

Characteristics: - few piercings in both ears

- is a friend of Hexsquad, met them by Luz when they were stucked in Human Realm; was helping them with making portal and when they went on Boiling Isles to defeat Belos she stayed at Human Realm to help Vee

- After defeating Belos signed to Hexside on multitrack, now will be on University of Wild Magic

- Half scottish, never met her father, lives only with mother but on summer arrives to Gravesfield and lives with grandma

- digital and traditional artist; once made comic with Luz

- Luz teached her glyphs

- has 3 cats, 2 dogs, hamster and a budgie

There's more information but I decided to put here just those most important (I hope they are)

Unable to successfully build a portal that would send them back into the Demon Realm, the Hexsquad remains stuck in the Human Realm. Over the years, the witches learn to assimilate into human society, creating new lives for themselves. Luz grows obsessed with creating a new portal, seeing it as her only chance to redeem herself for helping Belos, who turns out to be Philip Wittebane.

"So what do I gotta do?" asked the Alien croakily as he clutched his temples, feeling a part of them coming off.

He shuffled around in the closed, filthy, abandonment dumpster he reluctantly called home. He brushed over the dirty wrappers that he sloppily devoured, which had made him sick, the papers that he had scribbled on in vain in an attempt to learn the English language and a small piece of glass that lay before him, which had cut off his finger when he first grabbed it. He grabbed it again and looked at it in grief. What stared back was a hideous, blood soaked monster whose eyes pointed the wrong way with one of them hanging out by a strand of tissue. Disgusting.

He dropped the shard and reached his hands up to push the dumpster’s lid open. Once he did, he lifted his head and felt the sunlight shine on his face. He leaned forward…and toppled out.

He groggily jumped up, brushing himself and his cloak. “Curse this planet's gravity, he said, twisting his leg back into place. I need to stop it before I'm too late!”

He reached back into his dumpster, taking out his new shirt and his soaked trenchcoat and fedora. He pulled his shirt over his head, displaying the words: “Not an Alien.” and pulled over his trenchcoat and hat. With his clothing worn, he escapes the alley.

The Alien limped, hunchbacked and hidden by his disguise, down the semi-frosted town, pulling his hat down and hiding his face. He kept taking sharp glances out of the corner of his eye.

They must be here somewhere. He thought desperately, staggering as he accidentally fell over, tripped up by a loose root. I’ve searched everywhere, where could they be?

He came to a coffee shop, where he slumped into one of the seats and buried his face in his hands. I miss being a “Badass” as humans say.

“Hello sir, welcome to Roast Robin’s cafe, may I take your order?”

The Alien took his hands from his face and planted his face on the table, earning a confused glance from the waitress.

“I’mll take your strangest option.”

“Sure” The waitress left and he was left astr the table, resting his face.

I’ve searched this entire town for what I needed. He thought, as the waitress gave him his strong drink and he took a sip. I used to be so good at this and now I'm a joke. If only a key came running into m-

WHAM!

Somebody suddenly ran into him as he was taking a sip of his drink. It went flying out of his hands, with one of them still attached to the glass. He turned snarling to his “attacker” and saw a short teenage girl in a sweater and dark blue pants, who was blushing while talking on the phone.”I’ll try asking them out sometime, Luz! They’re probably Ace or something and you made me bump into someone!” She hung up and turned to face him.

“Sorry Sir, I didn't mean to try and-”

She noticed his glass on the ground and grabbed it. "Here s-"

She suddenly noticed the hand on the glass. She started shaking as she turned pale.

"I-I- uh-"

The Alien pressed his stump into the glass and took it back.

"Fanks U." He said stoically.

The girl blushed again, and quickly walked away. As she did the Alien smiled for the first time in years.

"I think I found a shortcut." He took a sip.

An hour later, The alien kept following the girl until she came to an alleyway and sat down. She pulled out her phone and she started to text to her friend:

Hy Mash! 👋😁

I was jst wondrin…😊

As she texted, the Alien tried standing as tall as possible, though even more bones started to break again and the skin ripped again. He confidently walked over to her and loomed over her, their toes nearly touching. However, oddly enough she didn’t notice; like all stupid teenagers, she was stuck to her phone, talking to her crush and trying to be subtle with their flirting. At least the people I killed actually tried to be smart.

Once she finished texting, she looked up.

“Yelp!”

She jumped in in fright, causing the Alien to stoically walk back to give her room.

"What…uh-"

"I neeeeeeeduh your hlp."

Vee looked closely at the Alien, who put their hat lower to his face.

"Oh-uh-Okay. I'm Vee. How can I help?"

He raised his hand to speak…but then it fell off.

"WHAT THE-"

"Cjit." said the Alien.

Vee kicked at the Alien, who barely dodged it, falling to the side and splatting on the ground. Vee turned to escape but slipped over his blood. The Alien reached to grab her arm, but accidently touched something else. She turned beet red and kicked him again, throwing him back into the alley. He threw his head forward to get her but saw that she was trying to escape.

“NO!” he throttled. He squashed himself back onto his legs and tried running after her.

“Wait!” he cried. “I dont wanna kv'var you! I need to talk about-”

“Talk about this, Buttface!” said Vee, throwing a large box at him. He swerved out of the way, falling to the streets. He fell and lost another arm, near an opened half pipe, much to Vee’s disgust.

“What are you?”

The Alien looked at her with annoyance and hatred.

“You said I was a-”

Whack!

The Alien toppled to the ground at his attackers feet, who was holding a bat.

“You okay Vee?” asked Masha, reaching their hand to Vee’s.

Vee blushed. “I’m good.” He grabbed their hand and they stood up.

“Who is that guy?” They asked, looking over to the body. It had vanished.

“Don’t Know.” She brushed herself off, making a note to herself to try and tell Hunter about it.

“Can I walk you home?” Masha asked, holding out their hand again, displaying her Enby flag fingernails.

Vee grew a small smile. “I’d love to.”

Back at his dumpster, the Alien reattached his arm, not caring about his cracking bones that he made. He possessed a hideous grimace of anger, infuriated that not only he had not gotten anywhere, he had been shown that he had failed…at a single chase!

“If only he had not taken my life…” he said, spacing his legs. “...I wouldn't be here, trying to redeem myself. ”But I must still keep it going.”

He reached into his stack of papers and pulled out a green, sogged picture…one a teenager with pink hair and golden eyes.

“She could strike-” His eyes flashed Orange. “Anytime.”

c.ai gave me the opprotunity, i took it.

probs gonna have to backtrack a bit though 'cause i can't get a decent repsonse :(

Okay, so the Gravesfield city council has taken me hostage and is holding me at gunpoint until I write them a new ad to bring in tourists. In other words, a pretty average day for yours truly.

Ah, look at this. Your average suburban American town. It's certainly American-y, suburban-y, and without a doubt, average. Ours is a town with ample parking day or night, and people spouting, "Howdy, neighbor!" Come see the old gallows where we used to hang innocent people accused as witches! And right next to it is our witch-themed gift shop and snack bar! If you want more history, be sure to visit the Gravesfield Historical Society. It's full of old things! And right outside you just might run into local kook Jacob Hopkins, spouting his flat-Earth nonsense. Pepper spray him and he runs away! For an even more immersive historical experience, ask our guide, Masha, about tours of old Gravesfield! You can see all the houses where people got murdered! When you get hungry from all the history you've just absorbed, be sure to stop at one of our well-known eateries. Get a jolt of caffeine at Robins Roast Cafe! Just don't talk to the rats. I mean, there aren't any rats in the building of course, but... er... never mind. Or you can just go to our local McDonald's that has one of those children's play areas. Food and fun for the whole family, and at least 40% disease free! Another great place for the family to go to is our zoo! It's got animals, what else did you expect! Be sure to stop by and see our peaceful, majestic giraffes. They don't bite... I think? After a long day of exploring many of the cool stuff 'n things that Gravesfield has to offer, relax in one of the luxurious rooms of our local Motel 6! No murders have been committed there since 2008! It should be safe enough!

Rest assured, when you come to Gravesfield, you'll come away with memories that will last a lifetime. It's no small wonder that when he visited here in 1933, President Franklin D. Roosevelt said: "This place smells worse than my uncle Theo without his deodorant!"

Gravesfield: At Least We're Not Cleveland™

These are the two sides of the portal

^^ Keeping Up A-Fear-ances

^^ Thanks to Them

I know the designs are different, but it's possible

Here is the Drawing so far

And yeah sorry for that image of Nena who is a woman if you were confused by her look, Although a very ugly woman who wears a diguise of a Lady that’s actually beautiful right here 👇

Oh yeah forgot for some Info regarding the AU (Spoilers ahead for those who want to watch Jojo):

-The idea of a “Grimwalker” is instead the Joestar curse passed down from Belos to the Clawthrone Family

-The trip from Japan to Egypt is instead a trip to Latissa, The Uncharted Island, Titan Trapper Island, The Boiling Isles and Finally Gravesfield

-Palismen are Stands and Stand Arrows

-Belos’s Mask is a Stone Mask (A mask that turns the wearer into a vampire, or in Phillip’s case, a Sludge Monster)

-Hamon are now Glyphs, particularly the Light spell

-Idk I don’t got any left