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urinetown beach day headcanons!
"but that was 2 days ago"
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okay so i think the concept of the beach in urinetown is really interesting because there's a drought.
but the beach would still like...have to be a thing because oceans dont just dry up
so i think it would be really interesting to observe the change in who attends the beach. because you'd need a car to get there- accessible beaches are probably much further away than normal
the beach becomes an elitist thing. only rich people go to the beach. it's a luxury
so when cladwell is like, "hey, i'm going to the beach", hope is like "say more right now."
she refuses to go unless bobby can go with her, "it's my road or the high road daddy"
which then leads to mrs. pennywise getting in on the beach trip, which then leads to the poor tagging along
lockstock sees this and goes "poor people going to the beach? it has to be a coup. i'm going to follow behind them to make sure nothing bad happens."
cut to barrel squeezed into the passenger seat already in his beach clothes and a flamingo pool floaty around his waist
little sally somehow ends up in the backseat and no one notices she's there until she wakes up from her nap halfway there and almost jumpscares lockstock to driving off the road.
and that's how caldwell b. cladwell ends up taking an entire gang of strange, ragamuffin-like bumbling idiots to the beach with him (and his entourage ofc ofc, i just KNOW ms. millenium serves cunt at the beach)
mr. mcqueen is afraid of the water, and the sand, and anything beachy, he hates it. he does paperwork at the beach, and then starts crying when sand gets on it
bobby makes sure hope reapplies her sunscreen like the world will end if she doesn't
meanwhile, he forgets his own and burns like a fucking piece of dry grass
they're not there for twenty minutes and the poor have already buried tiny tom up to his neck in the sand
little sally scares them all by floating in the water and pretending she's dead multiple times
barrel looks like he's ready to go swimming for the entire day, but then a single piece of algae touches his foot within the first hour and he immediately taps out
lockstock's like "ooo i'm gonna do my cop job at the beach, i'm gonna guard the rich people" and then immediately conks out on a towel
fipp is surprisingly good at skipping rocks
hope brought all the snacks, and she shares, serves, and slays.
hot blades "i know how to swim (and then almost drowns)" harry
little sally builds a really good sandcastle and then barrel kicks it and she throws sand in his eyes
the poor bury lockstock in sand while he's sleeping like they did with tiny tom
hot blades "you mean there's been water this whole time!? (tries to drink it and throws up because he didn't know it was salty)" harry
little becky spends a lot of time looking for sea shells because she think they'll make nice room decor for when her baby arrives
cladwell reads his book the entire time and pretends his day isn't being ruined by the chaos of what he tried so hard to forget about
bobby strong thinks that he's going to be eaten by a shark and it takes him an hour to coax him into the water
the only swimming concept that poor man can grasp is a pitiful doggy paddle
everyone is fast asleep on the drive home and it's the most peaceful quiet thing you could possibly imagine.
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Violets are blue
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Violets are Red
Roses are Blue
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Reblogging because anything with Ma Strong mentioned immediately gets me <3
more urinetown headcanons!
ma strong knits.
unfortunately bobby is allergic to wool, and her husband is dead. so.
little sally gets the most charity bc shes a little girl and shes smart so she plays it up but can turn on a dime and kick a man in the shins if he doesnt give her money
nothing you tell me will convince me that little sally does not take immense joy in kicking rich people
hot blades harry and little becky two shoes should host a true crime podcast and then decide whether or not they could have gotten away with the same murder
bobby unironically listens to yodelling and shoegaze exclusively
tiny tom's favorite movie is cars 2
officer lockstock is really good at playing the kazoo
officer barrel plays the irish whistle
these talents, however, are both their respective most shamed secrets, so neither of them know about the other's musical talents
hope is a granola girl
she has the white stanley waterbottle
officer barrel is obsessed with lord of the rings
lockstock is a slight doomsday prepper and has a basement full of canned food and survival supplies
lockstock and barrel watched 12 angry men once together and barrel has never has a better day in his life
bobby strong is scared of children
oh my god someone give that man a kitten to take care of
the poor will collectively take care of each other. they share food, their homes, it's a very tight knit community.
cladwell always has jazz music playing on a record player in his office
hot blades harry cant sleep without a night-light
pennywise was really into candlemaking before the drought
barrel would let someone off the hook and spare them from urinetown in exchange for a puff off their joint
The glass of waters been inside me all along⁉️ 😀
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Jason, being a semi-canonic common hallucination in the family after his death, could lead to the stupidest AU ever.
Imagine everyone seeing him — Bruce, half of the time, Dick non-stop, Tim more often than not, and eventually even Alfred starts seeing little boy's silhouette in the corner of his eye, but he never admits it, because someone needs to stay sane in this family.
It is a lot like real-life cases when cult families start to see collective hallucination, and it somehow syncronises in their minds, so they hear and see the same things, you know?
So, yeah, everyone sees Jaybin around.
Everyone but Damian. Damian is a normal one. He also knows his Akhi is alive and well, so whatever. And it takes him some time to figure out that his family is bat-shit insane, but when he does, he decides to use it on his advantage.
Damian, calling Jason: Akhi, you should visit me. It is getting awfully boring here.
Jason, frowning: You know I can't. They think I am dead, and I can't risk my plan, especially now, when Red Hood is gaining-
Damian: We will pretend you are a hallucination.
Jason: ...What?
Damian: So, there is a plan...
So, a few days after this call, Jason arrives at the Wayne Manor. He still thinks his brother's plan sucks, but gaslighting is one of his many talents, so surely, they will figure something out. He can lie his way through this meeting.
Expect, he doesn't even need to lie. His family is actually insane.
Bruce, bumping in Jason:
Jason, staring back: Uh-
Bruce: Wow. You look so grown-up. And we look so alike. Nice one, brain.
Jason: ?..
Tim, leaving his room: Hi, B, hi- Oh, damn. Hi, Jaybin. Nice leather jacket.
Bruce: Right? I guess his ghost just grows up with us now.
Jason: ????
Alfred, nodding along, out of nowhere: Master Dick will hate it. He looks taller now.
All of them: (peacefully leave the room)
Jason: What. The. Fuck.
Jason waits for the moment of clarity to happen as he chats with Damian in the kitchen, but... nothing changes. They really, really think he is a hallucination. So... he starts hanging out around more. Both because Damian is getting angsty, and because it is kinda... amusing.
Tim, stuck on the same case for a few nights, non-stop: Oh, it is really just me and you in this, Jason.
Jason, playing Mario Cart on the table by his side: Maybe take a nap, dude.
Tim: No, I need to figure out this case with-
Jason, rolling his eyes: Red Hood had already dealt with it. Go to sleep.
Tim: ...You are such a good self-care kind of hallucination.
Jason: ...
Damian: Your bets, when will they realise that you are a real person?
Jason: At this point, I am not sure that they will, even if I start screaming that I am real.
Damian: Fair. I bet a year would do.
Jason: ...A year and a half.
Dick visits the Manor. He cooes at Jason, muttering something about "of course, he would have grown up in a punk," and Jason almost breaks his role to hit him on the head.
Jason, arms folded on his chest: You know, you need serious help, dad.
Bruce, blinking at him slowly: Probably. You know what else I need?
Jason: Sleep? Retirement? To stop adopting strays? The list is endless, man.
Bruce: ...Coffee. I need more coffee.
Jason, groaning: What the fuck!!!
Alfred figures out that Jason is real, eventually. Solely because he catches him sneaking a few extra cookies, and hallucinations are not supposed to eat. He plays along with him and Damian until the very end, anyway.
(Damian ends up winning the bet because Jason loses it once and pushes Bruce down the stairs, when he starts reciting some precautionary tale about him. Everyone is flabbergasted.)
Reblog if you HAVEN'T watched a single episode of Squid Game.
getting hit by Charlie's Inferno, Too Much Exposition and High Hopes in that order is truly a vibe like no other
my spotify shuffle:
"...but everyone's true colors are revealed in acts of lust~" "i'm not sure i follow-"
BUM BUM BUM BUM "WHAT IS URINETOWN? URINETOWN'S THE END! SWIFT AND BRUTAL PUNISHMENT NO NEED NOW TO PRETEND!"