Aps17 wrote: Blakey: Do you think I'm that hot, Frankie?
Frank: Like a tamale boi
Blakey: yeah...
Four: You do realize I'm standing right here?
Frank: Ooh! Hehehe, sorry, boy!~
Four: *odd mmmmm noise* I see what you're doing with that tilde at the end.
Blakey: We're talking about "adult" stuff... That's all...
Four: Then do it in your hell or whatever. I'm not allowed to go there anyways.
Frank proceeds to communicate with Four through a mix of screeching and Doraspeak
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Four: Oh! I understand completely! (Doesn't get it at all)
Four comes to an understanding and lets his parents be
Blakey: So...
Blakey: ...
Blakey: Wanna f-
Frank: Sh*t maybe
Blakey: (Lizard noises)
Dora: DADADADADDDADADADADDDDADADADADDADA
Four: Ok. I'm gonna leave now...
Blakey: You know what that means~...
Frank: *uncomfortably loud jazz noises*
Blakey: (Mating noises)
Four: *b*tch what the f*ck noises*
Blakey: Hold me tight
Frank: Wait do you mind if I put on some music
Blakey: Can you put on this? watch?v=sfukAlZzw1s
Four: eh
Frank: I was actually thinking of something else, if you're okay with that. I'll just play it for you. I don't usually listen to this type of music, haha.
Frank hits play on his stereo.
Boombox: OKAY ITS CHILDISH GAMBINO HOMEGIRL DROP IT LIKE THE NASDAQ MOVE WHITE GIRLS LIKE THERE'S COKE UP MY A*S CRA-
Frank: :)
Frank still likes rock n roll because that's how things work in his society but he likes Childish Gambino bc it's OH OH SEE an i
LATER….
Frank: Hmhmhm, Aps! Mixie! I assume you're here to see me and the hubby's growing kid!
Aps17: Yeah...
Frank: Well then! Do you wanna see the kid?
Aps17: I guess so...
Frank takes the two to a room with a container full of fluid.
Within the fluids is a tiny creature sleeping. It has blue skin, and is shaped like a plus or and arrow. It also seems to be making a high pitched sound.
Frank: This is my son, my homunculus!
Aps17: Is that heccin' fro I
Kappa breaks in.
Kappa: What the fed is going on?
Aps17: ...
Aps17: go. away.
Kappa: oh please what is it you don't want me to see
Aps17: Did I ever say there was something that I didn't want you to see? No. All I said was to go away or in other words...
Aps17: E
Frank: She may stay, Aps17.
Frank: And to answer your question, I have no f*ckin' clue lol. It might be, though. We have to wait for it to completely develop.
Frank: I don't even know if the correct word is "son". You see, Transylvanians like myself don't really care that much for gender. We often raise our spawn in a gender neutral lifestyle and let them decide on their own. This may be androgyny, or it may be complete disregard over the subject of gender in general.
Aps17: That's pretty interesting
Mixing: Hm. I must agree. Is pansexuality common on your planet?
Frank: Hm, I'm not completely sure. Haven't been there in a while...
Mixing: Alright! Woah! Your homunculus is changing!
Frank: What?! Really?!
Frank checks and sees that the homunculus is changing shape and growing in size. Two tiny ligaments protrude from the homunculus as it grows into the shape of the number 4.
Mixing: Ooh!
Aps17: oh heck
Kappa: oh sweet
The ligaments retract, and the homunculus becomes yellow.
Frank: Hmm. Aps, I think you may be right...
Mixing, in thought: Wait a minute, it all makes sense now! Four has the abilities of demonic screeching and bodily manipulation, and he has the ability to send others to alternate realities! Not to mention the fact that Four himself stated that he didn't have gender where he came from, and Frank mentioned that Transylvanians raise their kids gender-neutral! All of these things could has come from Frank! And maybe the disregard for human emotion is from Blakey but who knows.
Mixing: Frank, I don't think Four is your adoptive son.
Mixing: Rather, he's your biological offspring.
*Kill Bill sirens*
Aps17: op
Frank: So, Four is this homunculus, which is also my biological son because it used so much of my DNA, that was taken back in time, only for me to adopt him?
Mixing: Yeah, I guess..
Frank: Well this RP just got even more confusing!
Blakey: Four, check your genealogy!
Four presses the button
Four: *four the damaged coda*
Frank: Oh sh*t y'all the plot thiccens
Frank points to how it says that Four's genealogical origins have demonic and reptilian leads.
Kappa: Oh my God
Aps17: …
Four, Frank, & Blakey: ...
Four, Frank, & Blakey: eeaaAaAaAaAaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
Four: Yeah! The number 1 is a demon, and the number 3 resembles a snake.
Kappa: IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW
Frank looks at his biological son.
Four stares at his biological dad.
They stare at their biological relatives.
Aps17: I don't know what's going on anymore…
Four: Isaac! Give me some DNA from Satan.
*Isaac obliges*
Four comes the Satan DNA and some Iguana DNA. A small blue plus sign comes out.
Frank: Ok great son but
Frank: You're made it of whatever the f*ck we're supposed to be.
Frank and Four's relationship
Frank with a guitar: ?My son secretly hates me and he's probably plotting my death!?
"I deeply regret making the decision to make Four my son..."
Frank: He was my son the moment I started developing the homunculus.
Mixing: (why couldn't you just get a surrogate mother?)
Frank: Eh, try convincing a woman to give birth to the child of a lizard and a demon.
Four: Wait, if you are my parents, how did you... WAIT! Blakey is a hermaphrodite.
Blakey: Nope.
Blakey kisses O.G Frank
Blakey: I'm gay.
Four: YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT A HERMAPHRODITE IS! Hnnnnggg...
Blakey: Yes I do, it's a person that possesses both female and male reproductive organs.
Blakey: I, by the way, do not possess female reproductive organs.
Four: THEN HOW DID YOU TWO GIVE BIRTH TO ME?!
Blakey: We didn't give birth to you...
Blakey: We adopted you... Or at least Frank did, I, in no particular way had anything to do with adopting you, it was all Frank's decision.
Frank: OK OK LET THE BIG SCIENCE MAN EXPLAIN
Frank: We really did not give birth to you. You were a homunculus, remember? I took some of my own DNA and some of Blakey's, did some unholy science crap, and made a mixture of fluids. You then started growing from this mixture, and I guess this baby version of you is meant to be sent back in time, so we can see your fully grown self, along with your baby self.
Frank: Does it make sense now?
Four: THEN EXPLAIN THIS!
*Four puts on X Finds Out His Value from 2008*
Frank: Like I said, you were sent back in time. That, or this is an alternate version of you.
Four: I don't like that this is my life! I don't like that my birth was a sham! I don't like YOU! *runs off*
Blakey: ...
Blakey: Well...
*Four runs back*
Four: I SWEAR! YOU TWO ARE LIKE RABBITS!
Frank: Don't worry, Blakey, it's just classic teenage angst. Your good old parental resentment.
Blakey: Hmm
Blakey: So what do you wanna do now?
Frank: Idk
Blakey: ...
Blakey: Gay yigg?
Frank: eeehhhhhhhh
X appears
X: Hi Four! What are these wierd people?
Four: My parents... or should I say, my flask and beaker…
X: What do you mean they are your parents, Four?
Four: They just are.
Frank: Four N. Furter, WHo is this?
Blakey: …
Four: My friend. I've been talking about him for my entire life! You haven't heard? And also, this isn't teenage angst. HOW WOULD YOU REACT IF YOU FOUND OUT YOUR MOM AND DAD WERE YOUR ADOPTIVE PARENTS?!
Frank: Oh, relax. We're both your biological and adoptive parents!
Blakey: I would care less if I found out I was adopted...
Four: It goes deeper than that! When you transported me to the Number Playground, I found my "parents", 1 and 3. Now, I find out they were FAKE!
Frank: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Four: I'm getting very mad.
Frank: I'm sorry you feel that way, son.
X: Four? You're very angry.
Four: OF COURSE I AM MY PARENTS ARE LIES I MISS 1 AND 3 MMMMM
X: Wanna take your anger out... on... me?
Four: I guess. *SCREECH*
*X faints.*
Frank attempts to comfort his son
Blakey: um…
Frank: Four, if there's anything I can do to be a better father, just tell me. I promise.
Four: hmmph.
X: It's OK, Four.
Four: X... why did you let me screech you? I thought you hated being screeched.
X: It's worth it. I didn't want to see you get mad. I'm willing to sacrifice things.
Four: Thanks, X.
X: You're welcome!
Frank sighs and leaves the two by themselves as he writes "Numbersona" on his vague to-do list.
Blakey also leaves
Blakey: So, now that Four and X are gone, do-
Robot: ALERT! SUGGESTIVE PHRASE SAID.
Blakey: Shut the h*ll up.
Blakey: You don't control me, LFF.
Frank: No, I'm not in the mood..
Frank: I have...
Frank looks back at Four and X
Frank: Something else on my mind.
Blakey: k.
Blakey: ...
Blakey: I f***ing hate it when people try to RP as me without permission... But why should I care?
Four: GRR! I JUST HATE MY NEW PARENTS! 1 AND 3 WERE SO MUCH BETTER!
X: That's not how I remember them being.
Four: *odd four noise* Wait, what?
*Frank and Blakey walk in*
Blakey: I never walked in lol
Four: Oh, hi... dads. eugh
(OH MY GOD WHEN I WROTE EUGH IT ALMOST AUTOCORRECTED TO EUTHANASIA)
Frank quickly hides his graph paper in his pocket.
Frank: Hello, Four!
Four: Do you have my Akashic Booklet? I need to investigate something.
Frank: Like what?
Four: NNG! JUST GIVE ME THE BOOKLET! I've gotta find out the truth about 1 and 3!
Frank: Alright. Don't get your hopes up, though.
*Four searches for memories with 1 and 3. Only five of them are not tagged with TRAUMATIC and REPRESSED.*
Four: Wha- HUH?! I'm gonna play these memories!
*Four does so*
Four: 1 AND 3 WERE TERRIBLE!
Frank pats Four on the back.
Frank: I'm sorry.
Mixing: summon jeb bush
Four looks up at Frank. Not so much, but more than he ever did.
Four: But... how do I know tha- wait. I have plenty of good memories! This is fake!
X: Read through the section that contains the memories your mind made up.
Four finds most of the good memories with 1 and 3 in the made up memories section
Four: Bu- Th- *cries*
X: It's ok, Four. The second I met 1 and 3, many red flags were set up. I've been trying to warn you forever, but stockholm syndrome...
Four: Bu- 1 was a n-neglectful alcoholic... 3 was an abuser... I've been living a lie... mmm... is it true? Did Frank and Blakey make this up?
X: No. Why would I lie to you, after I let you screech me?
Four: That's right... I guess I'll have to bond with you, Frank.
Frank hugs Four as he softly cries into his father's shoulder.
Frank: There, there...
Frank: It's alright, your daddy's here...
Four: I just wish there was someone else who had bad parents.
Frisk rings the door
Frisk: I had bad parents too.
Four: Wanna see my parents?
Frisk: Yes.
Four: My dad, 1, was a neglectful alcoholic. My mom, 3, was an abuser. She always spent her time with the belt, wooden spoon, and other stuff.
Frisk: And... I thought my parents were bad...
Four: What did they do?
Frisk: They never let me cross the road... to see my friend... wait, that's actually good. I could have been run over.
Four: At least your parents did good things... sigh.
Frisk: I'll leave now.
Four: OK.
Frisk leaves
Four: What do you want to do, Frank?
Frank: Anything to be a good dad.