TftW: Don’t Corpse It.
TftW: Don’t Corpse It.
Emily (Corpse Bride) TG.
NOTE:
This is a TG i've been meaning to do for a while, since i've been meaning to do a Corpse Bride TG for a long time and this is based on personal experiences as well, plus Tim Burton character TFs are one of my favorite ones to do.
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Love and marriage can be a complicated affair and there are some people who don’t understand that once you pair up with somebody, you’re paired up with them for life and for better or worse. Of course today’s villain protagonist didn’t know that, he was only in it for his own selfish gain. His name Emerson Rof, or Emeroph, was a user with a sick obsession for torture porn and he liked jacking off to torture videos in general and he was a bit of a parasite, leeching off those he considered worthy prey.
His icon was an attractive woman but if the other users knew what he really looked like they wouldn’t have given him the so called ‘admiration’ they gave him on a regular basis, admiration for the most part that was undeserved considering he was a psychopath with Yandere tendencies. He had a morbid obsession with this user named DarkWereSharkette aka Sharkette43, he was obsessed with her, whether it be trying to hit on her, writing morbid grimdark trollfics about her, talking about how he thought about trying to kill her, his obsession with her was absolutely horrific.
When one of Sharkette’s friends heard that Emerson had set up a phony online marriage with her as an attempt to be lulzy, but it wasn’t lulzy in the slightest, it was pathetic, morbid and creepy. He truly was every bit as ghoulish as he acted, and he even looked ghoulish too with features that made him look like Count Orlock and with eyes that constantly darting around like rats in a cage. He looked like he belonged in either prison or a cemetery, and not on the internet.
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this behavior of yours…”
“What?”
“It’s well...disturbing. I mean you are hitting on a user who is most likely younger than you are. And more than that, your trollfics. They are fucked up beyond all belief. For one thing, the one about her being sent to a mental hospital or ‘group home’. What the hell happened to the real parents in the story? Did they get killed and were replaced by these soulless abominations? Is this secretly a sequel to Invasion of the Body Snatchers?”
“But….she’s disturbing…”
“Sharkette is NOT a messed up person, you are. And back to the topic of the fanfic..where the heck did the sentient toys come from? Is this supposed to tie in to Toy Story? If so..where are all the toys from the films like Buzz and Woody? Also...what’s with the main doll character being an emo? Is this how you chose to portray her?”
“But…”
“Also….you claim that just because her OC is a were-shark that she is 'were-shit' insane. Using bad 'were' puns as insults is NOT clever. In addition to this, yeeeah...since when did Jake and Elwood act like creepy twins and have sex with eachother?"
"Uhhh..."
"Also...your response to my friend's critique on said story was at the best typical butthurt behavior. I mean just saying that they look bad and that they need to look less ugly? Honey...i've seen what you look like and well, you look like Bud the Chud crossed with Count Orlock."
"But...."
"I don't think you fully realize that you are basically Yandere for Sharkette. You even talk about wanting to rape her and kill her. Dude, that's going too far. You do know that she is younger than you, right?"
"Uhhh..."
"Also...WHAT? You set up a phony marriage for lulz just because you think the two of you should be together? Dude, you are creepy and you are pretty much the most repulsive creature i've ever seen."
"Repulsive? Me?"
"It's no wonder that people mistake you for a newly ressurected corpse. I mean with that complexion and everything. I mean I'd rather kiss be paid to mouth-kiss Trump than make out with someone like you."
"Uhhh..."
"Finally...I don't think Sharkette likes the way you obsess over her. Enough is enough, you are nothing but a ghoul who likes preying on the helpless and that will not do..."
He was about to respond but then he began to feel cold even though it wasn't technically cold out at all, and he then got a bad case of the 'goosebumps' so to speak as his tempature slowly started to drop. This was followed by a series of uncomfortable sensations manifesting themselves, there was a series of sucking and slurping sounds as his body hairs retracted, leaving his skin to smoothen out and turn from its normal color to a pale blue-ish color.
His clothing slowly started peeling and fusing, becoming a beautiful wedding dress of sorts as his arms lengthened, one of them shifting a little with the bones becoming more visible than they normally would be, next to this his hands were shrinking as his fingernails lengthtened, a creaking sound was heard as one of his hands shifted to become skeleton-like.
He panicked several times as his chest slenderized followed by a tugging sensation as it sounded like his chest region was being pumped with air - which was due to two round formations slowly developing on it and swelling outwards into a pair of what were commonly known as 'breasts', while his stomach slimmed with a slurping motion and his torso stretched. On one side of his chest there was a tear of some kind that showed a bit of bone, he squirmed a little as his hips widened and his legs lengthened, one leg even altering to be like one of his arms with an almost skeletal look to it along with the corresponding foot, both of his feet shrinking in size with a slight crunching sound.
In addition to this his privates retracted violently and were replaced with the womanly variant with a slight plopping sound, in addition to this his back gained an arch to it as with a crunch his shoulders folded inward, a grinding sound could be head as his neckline altered and slimmed. He ran his hands through his hair just as a tugging sensation coursed its way onto his scalp, as it began to feel like a ghostly unseen hairstylist was styling his hair as it turned from dirty brownish to dark blue, his eyebrows thinning as his eyes widened, turning an eerie shade of white as eyelashes blossomed forth around them.
A veil of sorts materialized behind him as his features softened, crunching as they reshaped themselves into a more feminine visage, his nose shrinking a bit as his lips inflated, smoothening and turning a pinkish purple color as his cheekbones rose up higher on his face, a scar of sorts forming on one of them as his features feminized a bit more. His whole appearance in general becoming more animated, he heard a series of wobbling and stretching sound as his new body morphed itself into a Claymationesque or 'Stopmotionesque' form.
Next to this of course was his overall appearance slowly contorting into something that looked like a character in a Tim Burton movie, as his voice elevated, rising up several octaves as it feminized, developing a British accent and becoming the voice of the character he resembled, which is to say he or rather she at this point sounded like Helena Bonham Carter. Her memories and thoughts shifted, making her remember that she had always been a woman named Emily, yes - Emily that was her name, but she was best known as the Corpse Bride.
"Have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes...I have.."
"Very good...welcome aboard Emily."
"Thank you..."
And so with that Emily and her new friend spent a lot of time together talking about Tim Burton and their favorite movies of his, of course we know what Emily's favorite is, it's the one she came from after all. She also spent time getting to know Sharkette herself and her friends as well as making up for all the bad things she had said and done.
She deleted that fake marriage proposal and decided to no longer stalk her, for she knew that was a horrible thing and she now wanted to just be friends with her, even going so far as to delete all the posts she had made in the past about her and the trollfics she had written. As for what happened later, you can truly say that she had turned over a new leaf completely and was happy to be who she was, knowing that someone out there was bound to love her.
Remember my friends, the moral here is to never use a marriage proposal for the purpose of fulfilling your sick twisted Yandere-like fantasies, especially if you're the type of person who looks more like they belong in a horror movie than on a website of any kind.
Emily (Corpse Bride) TG.
NOTE:
This is a TG i've been meaning to do for a while, since i've been meaning to do a Corpse Bride TG for a long time and this is based on personal experiences as well, plus Tim Burton character TFs are one of my favorite ones to do.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Love and marriage can be a complicated affair and there are some people who don’t understand that once you pair up with somebody, you’re paired up with them for life and for better or worse. Of course today’s villain protagonist didn’t know that, he was only in it for his own selfish gain. His name Emerson Rof, or Emeroph, was a user with a sick obsession for torture porn and he liked jacking off to torture videos in general and he was a bit of a parasite, leeching off those he considered worthy prey.
His icon was an attractive woman but if the other users knew what he really looked like they wouldn’t have given him the so called ‘admiration’ they gave him on a regular basis, admiration for the most part that was undeserved considering he was a psychopath with Yandere tendencies. He had a morbid obsession with this user named DarkWereSharkette aka Sharkette43, he was obsessed with her, whether it be trying to hit on her, writing morbid grimdark trollfics about her, talking about how he thought about trying to kill her, his obsession with her was absolutely horrific.
When one of Sharkette’s friends heard that Emerson had set up a phony online marriage with her as an attempt to be lulzy, but it wasn’t lulzy in the slightest, it was pathetic, morbid and creepy. He truly was every bit as ghoulish as he acted, and he even looked ghoulish too with features that made him look like Count Orlock and with eyes that constantly darting around like rats in a cage. He looked like he belonged in either prison or a cemetery, and not on the internet.
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this behavior of yours…”
“What?”
“It’s well...disturbing. I mean you are hitting on a user who is most likely younger than you are. And more than that, your trollfics. They are fucked up beyond all belief. For one thing, the one about her being sent to a mental hospital or ‘group home’. What the hell happened to the real parents in the story? Did they get killed and were replaced by these soulless abominations? Is this secretly a sequel to Invasion of the Body Snatchers?”
“But….she’s disturbing…”
“Sharkette is NOT a messed up person, you are. And back to the topic of the fanfic..where the heck did the sentient toys come from? Is this supposed to tie in to Toy Story? If so..where are all the toys from the films like Buzz and Woody? Also...what’s with the main doll character being an emo? Is this how you chose to portray her?”
“But…”
“Also….you claim that just because her OC is a were-shark that she is 'were-shit' insane. Using bad 'were' puns as insults is NOT clever. In addition to this, yeeeah...since when did Jake and Elwood act like creepy twins and have sex with eachother?"
"Uhhh..."
"Also...your response to my friend's critique on said story was at the best typical butthurt behavior. I mean just saying that they look bad and that they need to look less ugly? Honey...i've seen what you look like and well, you look like Bud the Chud crossed with Count Orlock."
"But...."
"I don't think you fully realize that you are basically Yandere for Sharkette. You even talk about wanting to rape her and kill her. Dude, that's going too far. You do know that she is younger than you, right?"
"Uhhh..."
"Also...WHAT? You set up a phony marriage for lulz just because you think the two of you should be together? Dude, you are creepy and you are pretty much the most repulsive creature i've ever seen."
"Repulsive? Me?"
"It's no wonder that people mistake you for a newly ressurected corpse. I mean with that complexion and everything. I mean I'd rather kiss be paid to mouth-kiss Trump than make out with someone like you."
"Uhhh..."
"Finally...I don't think Sharkette likes the way you obsess over her. Enough is enough, you are nothing but a ghoul who likes preying on the helpless and that will not do..."
He was about to respond but then he began to feel cold even though it wasn't technically cold out at all, and he then got a bad case of the 'goosebumps' so to speak as his tempature slowly started to drop. This was followed by a series of uncomfortable sensations manifesting themselves, there was a series of sucking and slurping sounds as his body hairs retracted, leaving his skin to smoothen out and turn from its normal color to a pale blue-ish color.
His clothing slowly started peeling and fusing, becoming a beautiful wedding dress of sorts as his arms lengthened, one of them shifting a little with the bones becoming more visible than they normally would be, next to this his hands were shrinking as his fingernails lengthtened, a creaking sound was heard as one of his hands shifted to become skeleton-like.
He panicked several times as his chest slenderized followed by a tugging sensation as it sounded like his chest region was being pumped with air - which was due to two round formations slowly developing on it and swelling outwards into a pair of what were commonly known as 'breasts', while his stomach slimmed with a slurping motion and his torso stretched. On one side of his chest there was a tear of some kind that showed a bit of bone, he squirmed a little as his hips widened and his legs lengthened, one leg even altering to be like one of his arms with an almost skeletal look to it along with the corresponding foot, both of his feet shrinking in size with a slight crunching sound.
In addition to this his privates retracted violently and were replaced with the womanly variant with a slight plopping sound, in addition to this his back gained an arch to it as with a crunch his shoulders folded inward, a grinding sound could be head as his neckline altered and slimmed. He ran his hands through his hair just as a tugging sensation coursed its way onto his scalp, as it began to feel like a ghostly unseen hairstylist was styling his hair as it turned from dirty brownish to dark blue, his eyebrows thinning as his eyes widened, turning an eerie shade of white as eyelashes blossomed forth around them.
A veil of sorts materialized behind him as his features softened, crunching as they reshaped themselves into a more feminine visage, his nose shrinking a bit as his lips inflated, smoothening and turning a pinkish purple color as his cheekbones rose up higher on his face, a scar of sorts forming on one of them as his features feminized a bit more. His whole appearance in general becoming more animated, he heard a series of wobbling and stretching sound as his new body morphed itself into a Claymationesque or 'Stopmotionesque' form.
Next to this of course was his overall appearance slowly contorting into something that looked like a character in a Tim Burton movie, as his voice elevated, rising up several octaves as it feminized, developing a British accent and becoming the voice of the character he resembled, which is to say he or rather she at this point sounded like Helena Bonham Carter. Her memories and thoughts shifted, making her remember that she had always been a woman named Emily, yes - Emily that was her name, but she was best known as the Corpse Bride.
"Have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes...I have.."
"Very good...welcome aboard Emily."
"Thank you..."
And so with that Emily and her new friend spent a lot of time together talking about Tim Burton and their favorite movies of his, of course we know what Emily's favorite is, it's the one she came from after all. She also spent time getting to know Sharkette herself and her friends as well as making up for all the bad things she had said and done.
She deleted that fake marriage proposal and decided to no longer stalk her, for she knew that was a horrible thing and she now wanted to just be friends with her, even going so far as to delete all the posts she had made in the past about her and the trollfics she had written. As for what happened later, you can truly say that she had turned over a new leaf completely and was happy to be who she was, knowing that someone out there was bound to love her.
Remember my friends, the moral here is to never use a marriage proposal for the purpose of fulfilling your sick twisted Yandere-like fantasies, especially if you're the type of person who looks more like they belong in a horror movie than on a website of any kind.
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