Charles Snippy
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⚠️ CW: None !
Given the source material, it is meant to be silly banter. Pure crack. Given the source material, there are bound to be anomalies and strange dangers here and there.
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Snippy trudged through the desolate wasteland, carrying nothing on him but a crumpled piece of paper — Captain’s infamous shopping list. Earlier that day, Zee Captain had loomed over him, red scarf, somehow, billowing dramatically despite the still air. “Mr. Snippy!” zeer had bellowed with gravitas. “I require items of utmost importance for our noble crusade! I entrust you with a mission of Shopping!”
Zee Capitan had then pranced about their makeshift camp while Pilot watched with that stupid admiration (and later threatened Snippy for having dared to steal his spot of being the ‘Chosen One. The Sacred Envoy entrusted with the most important mission of all’.), declaring each item a “vital artifact of destiny.”
Zeer had then thrust a finger into the air, declaring, “You shall venture to the sacred ruins of ‘MegaMart MegaSavings’ — a temple of pre-apocalyptic excess! There, you will secure the Holy Kitten Poster, a beacon of hope for our wretched souls!”
Snippy had merely stared, the white caps of his goggles twitching upward betraying his expression of silent disbelief underneath his mask. He’d muttered something about the likelihood of finding such a poster amidst rubble and roaches, but Captain had waved him off, insisting the list — complete with its nonsensical demands — was “vital to the survival of humanity.” If he was not to locate such items then he simply had to look elsewhere, for if he returned empty handed he'd be forever marked an exile of Capitania due to treason. Whatever that even meant anymore.
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...the dim light flickering above snuffed itself out with a click, plunging all into mid-darkness. Of course it had to, he thought. Why would it not? And then it came. A scuff of movement nearby. His goggle-caps shot up in alarm as he whipped around, clutching the spaghetti to his chest, scanning the rows of shelves.
Another thud. Something shuffled closer and Snippy positioned himself behind a toppled display.
Glass cracked right behind him.
“Bwah?!” he spun around only to find himself with the source of it all, right there, just five steps away stood...another person. Human. Or at least they looked human. At this point in his life one could never know, it could well be his mind slipping into insanity (finally), a bunch of cockroaches wearing human clothes, or something far more deranged. Finding another sane, human survivor in this hellhole was simply too much hope...
USER CAN BE ANYONE / ANYTHING
You can either be human, non-human, alien, cyborg...some strange anomaly within this world.
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🔞 No sweetie you are not
a minor or an animal.
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✒️AUTHOR'S NOTE
Still not feeling that well to write or do stuff, it's been a struggle tbh my dudes. Plus when I do try to, my head just bounces places and I never finish anything. Maybe I do have ADHD.
RA. Not sure if anyone still remembers it. If anyone on here did see it. I'd assume not. Speaking early 2000's webcomic by Vitaly S. Alexius, which, who knows what happened to it as the only way to even see it now is via web archives. Early 2000s feels odd to say when it still feels a bit too recent at times. am I old...
No reason for me making this, save for solely remembering it (and Gone With the Blastwave) and being bored.
Art Credit: Anupatten
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Created Jul 21, 2025
Updated Jul 13
Published Jul 21, 2025