Tinker - Tumblr Posts
"O-of course Mother Gooseberry!" Perhaps a little reluctant to agree, but whats a little...Examination! Could be worse.....right?
Tinker's smile would be wide and then persed eagerly as the maw of the puppet opened. What a sight, what a beautiful piece of machinery. The idea of the intricate pieces that worked together in harmony to make Futterman manuver on the inside could bring a tear to the toy enthusiasts eye.
"Mhm...mhm...quinze,seize-" They counted quietly under their breath. One hand gently beneath the lower jaw, but being mindful not to touch. The other hand counting the teeth, supposedly. But Tinker would try to memorize what other parts might be of any important note as well.
Once satisfied with their little request, they would push their lips with copper finger tips. A wound still healing, a small gap between their teeth created by a laceration across the mouth.
"Oh mama...I forgot. Please don't be disappointed! The new explosive mines on the floor tricked me and gifted me a face full of metal. But! I didn't lose any teeth at least."
-Tinker 🪛
"Maman (Mother), can you make Dr. Futterman say "Ah"? I want to...count his pearly teeth! So I know how many I should have too!" The reagent tipped their head to the side, and with a shrug of their shoulders brought gloved hands to their chest in a pleading gesture. -Tinker 🪛
"Ngh. Alright, but just because you're my favorite, Lucky Duck!"
Dr. Futterman's beak opened impossibly wide. The drill stretched out and whirred some before shrinking back in.
"Your turn after this, dear! We need to make sure how many you have!"
🎄🎄🎄Merry Christmas from Bluewater Village!🎄🎄🎄 The formatting on the Christmas letters I just posted was truly awful, so I’m saving those for another time. (They were all jumbled together and I couldn’t get them to separate.) I hope you’re all having a merry Christmas (or just a good day if you don’t celebrate). I’m looking forward to another year of sharing stories and sims here on tumblr with all of you. ❤️❤️❤️
