Artcow WogglebugLoveProductions / Cynthia Hanson / Cherie Anne Hapney - One Womanchild's Fruitless Quest to Make Her Cockroach Husbando a Household Name

[Sam Losco]

Maybe that would be the case in this world of ours. But fortunately not in Genoma which is a fantasy world that is an alternate dimension to ours.

Are there other dimensional worlds and are they all going to merge?

 

[MerriedxReldnahc]

As far as the Wogglebug appearing on film adaptations of the books, he does show up in this movie:

I don't recommend watching it as it is extremely bad and not in the way that it would be funny, the actors all look like they want to die. Skip to 47:47 for the single most awful incarnation of the Wogglebug I've ever seen. I did read the Marvelous Land of Oz (haven't gotten to Woggy's later appearances in the sequels yet) and he's actually kind of an asshole. He makes terrible puns while every other character threatens to abandon his ass on the side of the road if he doesn't shut up. I would argue that makes him awesome and was my favorite character in the book, but the other characters can't stand him. What's funny is that even was the case in Cynthia's movie, Woggs meets an assortment of characters and proceeds to make terrible jokes about all of them which they take major offense to. It will be interesting to read the later books and see exactly how the author turned him into a more overt asshole as he apparently did.

Also I said I was going to make my own stop-motion Wogglebug movie and I fear that my stop motion skills aren't quite good enough, I haven't worked on it in months. I promise it will happen someday!

 

[Blood Debts]

I got you.

Spoiler: autism

Sweat trickled down Woggle's beady head. Adrenaline flowed through his veins.

It was now or never.

With a roar that would even turn the bravest of hell's generals turn to stone with fear, he busted through the Wicked Witch's of the West's fortress of despair. The flying monkeys didn't have enough time to react as they were torn to shreds by the bullets firing from Wogglebug's submachineguns made from pure testosterone.

One of the guards came crashing through one of the windows, a chainsaw made of motorcycles revving up as it swooped down to attack.

"Eat this!" Wogglebug screamed as he fired bullets into the monkey.

"Well done," a low, ominous, sultry contralto surrounded the gore-splattered room.

"You," Wogglebug spat.

The Wicked Witch appeared. Her shapely figure exaggerated by the low-cut velvet dress she wore. Her long legs peeking through the slits in the floor-length skirt.

"What did you do to Dorothy!?" Wogglebug demanded.

"She's alive- but not for long," the vile demoness cackled. Behind her was Dorothy, barely conscious.

Rage boiled through Woggle as he charged towards her, the witch summoned a dragon the size of China and made from the blood of fallen warriors. It let out a might roar, ready to rip into living flesh for once more.

Wogglebug jumped on top of the dragon and ripped out one of its teeth before impaling it through the dragon's eye. The dragon swung its claws towards the bug, but Woggle was too fast as he threw a grenade into the dragon's mouth- making it explode into a million pieces of gore, splattering everything in the room.

As the witch was about to summon another demon from hell, Wogglebug grabbed her tiddy and violently ripped it out. Titty tissue and blood spurted out as the witch screamed in pain.

Wogglebug dislocated her jaw and forced all four submachineguns into her mouth.

"This is where your story ends," he said as he fired, the witch's head now only a bloody, gooey mess of skull and brain.

Once I find the time I might make a poster for Wog Buggem Forever.

 

[The Husbando Collector]

Once I find the time I might make a poster for Wog Buggem Forever.

I would have gone with Woom- complete with a 50 foot tall fire breathing wogglebug.

 

[Sir Wesley Tailpipe]

Ahhh, there really is no substitute for wogglebuggery to lift the spirits, is there?

Wogglebug is the bottom in a relationship with Cthulhu!

 

[WogglebugLover]

@Picklechu Those are claims you cannot make unless you have a degree as high as Professor Knowitall at least.

@Sam Losco Yes, there are other dimensions which Mr. Wogglebug visits including the world of cartoons and of fairy tales. And as for them merging, in one film he and his close friends discover the golden links between all the dimensions especially Genoma and ours.

@MerriedxReldnahc I will at least certainly agree the movie you posted called "The Wonderful Land of Oz" from 1969 is quite bad and Gill Fields Wogglebug costume is freakishly scary. Though not the worst. Because the worst I ever saw him looking was in the second book in Joshua Patrick Dudley's Lost in Oz trilogy. I've seen notably better versions of adaptions of the book and Wogglebug costume that was from a stage play from 1981 that is also on YouTube. But still the Wogglebug was a character born to be in CGI and not a person in a costume.

And as for your comparison to the Oz book and my movie, the Wogglebug's puns and such in my movie are only detested by three nobles in King Ethano's court who represent the beings of snobbery and arrogance he must stand up against and oppose and not become in the future, and they are named after the three Oz modern day Oz authors for that reason. And everyone else that Mr. Wogglebug meets in Genoma loves him just the way he is, and it's the same when he starts visiting other worlds. That is what makes all the difference when he is separated from Oz and its characters and that is as it should be.

 

[Sir Wesley Tailpipe]

Wogglebug uses smegma as beauty cream and as the primary ingredient in his demented interpretation of quiche.

 

[Picklechu]

@Picklechu Those are claims you cannot make unless you have a degree as high as Professor Knowitall at least.

I'm pursuing a PhD, and I've learned all about other dimensions from the goddess CPU Blue Heart, PBUH, who will bring forth the Merge.

Anyway, I wrote a Wogglebug story. I hope you like it!

Spoiler: The REAL Wogglebug

The REAL Wogglebug

by: Picklechu

dedicated with love and friendship to Cynthia

The Wogglebug was very sad, because no one liked him. The reason that no one liked him was that he was an annoying, cringeworthy prick with a terrible case of turbo-autism. Also, he was fat.

The Wogglebug cried and cried for roughly 116 years, until one day he finally realized that no one liked him because he was an annoying, cringeworthy prick with a terrible case of turbo-autism, who was also fat. The Wogglebug resolved to better himself, and, through a great deal of personal effort, was able to become someone who he didn't hate. He went to a shrink for several years and got therapy so that he could actually talk to and empathize with others without being a complete piece of shit. He joined a gym and got ripped. He also cured his turbo-autism by listening to binaural beats videos on YouTube.

Suddenly, everything was going good for the Wogglebug. He stopped pretending to be educated and part of the elite when he didn't have a degree, or even a high school diploma, and became much more humble and down to Earth. He got a job collecting shopping carts at Target, and even managed to become friends with the mean girls from high school TinMan and Scarecrow. Things were going pretty great.

One day, however, after clocking out of his shift at Target and returning to the small efficiency apartment he rented beside the local grocery store, Wogglebug received an email, filled with horrible falsehoods! Someone was going around and calling himself the Wogglebug, and was kidnapping children and taking them into forests and to weird cat planets, from which they never returned!

Wogglebug was super-duper upset! He had worked so hard to become someone likable, and now this creepy, poorly-animated pedophile was going to ruin his reputation!

Woggie knew what he had to do. He went to Walmart, and using the money that he had wisely saved, rather than sending it to Nigerian scammers or to people to tell him that they liked his fap fiction, bought four uzis. The hunt was on.

After a few weeks, Wogglebug was closing in on the impostor. The wise, beautiful, and helpful kiwi trees had told him that the fake was hiding in the gumdrop forest. After a brief search, Wogglebug spotted his prey, laying his eggs in the corpse of his latest victim.

"I love aaaaallllll children, teehee!" giggled the impostor as he shat out the last of his eggs into what was once someone's abdominal cavity.

The Wogglebug charged ahead, guns blazing, determined to destroy his foe. The fake's jerky animation allowed him to dodge the Wogglebug's bullets, and he attempted to attack with an incredibly gay song! Fortunately, the Wogglebug anticipated this, because the kiwi trees told him that the imposter was a singing and dancing faggot. Wogglebug ceased quad-wielding his uzis, which is really fucking cool, and shoved a grenade up the imposter's ass, killing him.

"My creator.... Will avenge me!" moaned the imposter in his terrifying, squeaky voice before dying, making the world a better place.

"Not likely!" responded Wogglebug.

"Inuk-chuk!" cried Wogglebug as he summoned all of his power, growing to be exactly 50 feet tall. He then breathed fire all over the gumdrop forest, destroying everyone and everything within it, so there would be no one to take revenge on him.

Afterwards, Wogglebug asked for forgiveness for all of the murdering he did, and went back to working at Target.

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

 

[BOLDYSPICY!]

@BOLDYSPICY! and @DrainRedRain I wouldn't expect you to understand. But I don't care what you think. I will always know I am right in my views.

& I shouldn't have expected an autistic womanchild to understand, speaking as someone with a background in abnormal psychology in a sense

For all your euphoric atheist LOGIC & REASON posturing back in the day, you sure like doing all the "I'm right & you're wrong, no exceptions" shit Fundies do. Is it your autism that keeps you from thinking critically, or is thinking just too much work for you, like everything else?

This is why no one likes you.

 

[Sir Wesley Tailpipe]

I prayed with Wogglebug and he has accepted Jesus Christ as his personal lord and saviour and he prayed for Cynthia’s immortal soul.

 

[Mike Hunt]

Danny gets some extraterrestrial feline poon for his birthday.

Poor alien kitty. Probably just wants to come over and say hi, but instead gets totally molested and kissed while bugboy looks on with satisfaction.

 

[AnOminous]

Poor alien kitty. Probably just wants to come over and say hi, but instead gets totally molested and kissed while bugboy looks on with satisfaction.

Wogglebug likes to watch.

 

[Puddleduck]

As far as the Wogglebug appearing on film adaptations of the books, he does show up in this movie:

Wow, this film legit seems like a cheese nightmare. Everyone seems catatonic like people in dreams sometimes do, and the costumes are unsettling. It really seems like the kind of thing that if you dreamed it, you'd be trying to force yourself to wake up but kept getting dragged along.

 

[FreakyFredsTrannyGranny]

@FreakyFredsTrannyGranny I actually have most of my old videos saved on my computer but I couldn't show them to you if I wanted to. They contain the voice of the Wogglebug's former voice actor who forbids me from displaying his work now that he has quit.

@WogglebugLover Is that because he's embarrassed? i can't wait to find this drama as i go through the thread

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Since I'm starting from the ground up in this thread I wanted to share some Woggly memories.

Back in 2014 it was determined Cynthia has a fetish for comforting a crying cockroach based on this excerpt from her book:

SO I SKIPPED TO CHAPTER FIFTEEN FOR THE "SHOCKING" TWIST.

Spoiler: So help me, I thought I was joking about them making out...

This was the very first time [Terry Sue] held [the Wogglebug] in her arms. The first thing she couldn't help but observe was ow very frail his outer body actually was. Almost as though she could barely feel him in her arms. She held him very tightly, but was fighting the urge to hug him tighter for fear she would hurt him physically.

"There there," she whispered soothingly. "I've got you...just let it all out...just let it go...it's all right now...I've got you now...you are all right with me now."

His sobs went on like a torrential downpour from beneaht a thunderstorm. She cuddled and caressed his weak and frail body as it trembled rather violently with the vibration of his outpouring torment. He lay pressed against her with the tears from his eyes rapidly falling against her, thus beginning to quickly soak her upper clothing. She laid her hand against the back of his head and cradled him all the more closely and tenderly.

Terry...felt her heart overflowing rapidly with her love for him. For who he really was, and still was on the inside. She could see this now, just under the surface.

"I know..." she whispered in tones only he could hear. "i know...how you feel...I've felt the same way all my life also...That is why I love you! I know you are inwardly all as wise and lovable as I can feel that you are...and you know you are also! This is who you are. This is the real you. That is why I love you so much!"

As she spoke, the Wogglebug as he laid in her arms began to slowly move his arms more upward and around her own body. His sobs went on, but they began slowly to become less agonized and pained. His breathing became more steady and gentle as it seemed to be regulating to its natural way again.

Terry began to really cuddle him in the ways a child cuddles with a beloved plush toy. She closed her eyes ever tighter and began remembering in her mind's eye very vividly all of her dreams she'd had of him from when she was a child and onward [...]

But now as she cuddled and caressed him in her arms like a child while still being a grown woman [...] Terry suddenly felt the Wogglebug becoming warm in her arms, and also felt a very slight tingling sensation all about him also. A bit startled, she opened her eyes. For now the Wogglebug had started to glow a very soft shade of pale gold all about him. She tenderly moved her arms over around his back and moved him slowly into a position to where she could look him in his face.

[...]Then as he gazed up into her own eyes as she looked at him in his most vulnerable state, all he could see in hers was her boundless love and respect for him just for who he really was on the inside.

Terry suddenly gasped in shock and astonishment, but certainly with great delight and ecstasy at the same time. {...]Terry was in a state of absolute bliss with the thrill of this moment. All of time seemed to have completely stood still right then.

"Goodness! I never knew how delightful it can be to feel so much humility...and altogether so much love...all at once!" he said with awe.

God damn, that excerpt - is it just me or does Cynthia seem to have one of those weird "comforting" fetishes for the Wogglebug? She seems to always have him crying and the Mary Sue insert comforting him in the most sexually charged way.

One might argue that this clip isn't "sexually charged," but when his head is clipping in and out of her tits, I might disagree.

(I love how he spends ages sobbing violently over a, uh... rabbit? who... fell over)

 

[WogglebugLover]

@FreakyFredsTrannyGranny I was actually trying to avoid making that animation look "sexually charged" by editing it a lot. I'll try to edit it more. And I originally had him sobbing over a boy that was dead but I decided to go with a rabbit because it would be easier to film. And since I've since a baby rabbit that was dead before Patrick did great at conveying Wogglebug's emotions over it as far as I'm concerned.

And for the record I don't always have girls comforting him. I had it be Professor Knowitall at least once in one of my books.

 

[RomanesEuntDomus]

@WogglebugLover Is that because he's embarrassed? i can't wait to find this drama as i go through the thread

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Since I'm starting from the ground up in this thread I wanted to share some Woggly memories.

Back in 2014 it was determined Cynthia has a fetish for comforting a crying cockroach based on this excerpt from her book:

One might argue that this clip isn't "sexually charged," but when his head is clipping in and out of her tits, I might disagree.

(I love how he spends ages sobbing violently over a, uh... rabbit? who... fell over)

The book is written in a style that the longer you read, the more anxious you get, that you'll stumble over the words "throbbing manhood".

@FreakyFredsTrannyGranny I was actually trying to avoid making that animation look "sexually charged" by editing it a lot. I'll try to edit it more. And I originally had him sobbing over a boy that was dead but I decided to go with a rabbit because it would be easier to film. And since I've since a baby rabbit that was dead before Patrick did great at conveying Wogglebug's emotions over it as far as I'm concerned.

You should extend the scene on the TV a little, cause the audience has little chance to really understand what is going on. Something flops to the ground and the audience doesn't know what it is and what happened. Make it something that they are familiar with, like Simba trying to wake up his dead father.

 

[Blood Debts]

Since I'm starting from the ground up in this thread I wanted to share some Woggly memories.

Back in 2014 it was determined Cynthia has a fetish for comforting a crying cockroach based on this excerpt from her book:

Yeah, this excerpt reads extremely fetishy even if nothing explicitly sexual is going on. It gets worrisome when every tactile sensation and tender embrace is described in detail, repeatedly. Had I not already been familiar with Cynthia's exceptionalism I would have fully expected fucking to happen.

 

[Puddleduck]

@FreakyFredsTrannyGranny I was actually trying to avoid making that animation look "sexually charged" by editing it a lot. I'll try to edit it more. And I originally had him sobbing over a boy that was dead but I decided to go with a rabbit because it would be easier to film. And since I've since a baby rabbit that was dead before Patrick did great at conveying Wogglebug's emotions over it as far as I'm concerned.

And for the record I don't always have girls comforting him. I had it be Professor Knowitall at least once in one of my books.

A dead child is a bit …. dark, tbh. With rabbits, small mammals dying is incredibly funny, so it's not depressing, but a kid dying is too much of a downer for a fun little kids movie. Plus, it makes Cyndie look heartless if she doesn't care.

 

[WogglebugLover]

For someone who wants others to care about her fantasy OC stand-in, Cynthia sure doesn’t care what others think about her work.

No, no, she wants everyone to care ''positively'' about her and her work. She wants attention, but only of the positive kind. Which is, you know, impossible since she acts like an insufferable asshole and looks like she is perpetually mad at the world.

I absolutely do accept constructive criticism and care about what my target audience thinks about my work. That is why in the past year I have paid many coverage readers and also hired a few co-writers who have come and gone to get my scripts as near to perfection as I can. It's just I prefer CC from those who believe in and totally support my project and visions. And you would be surprised how easy it is for me to find them away from here. I just need to hold on to my vision that motivates me and not let unbelievers confuse me.

 

[Overcast]

I’m not one to tell people to give up on their dreams but...

Cynthia, just give up. Move the fuck on already. Not everyone’s cut out for the kind of thing you’re trying to do and there’s no shame in going for something smaller. Get your GED, find yourself a stable job, maybe find love. You’ve been going to and from this thread for... what... six years now? And you barely have anything to show for it.

Nobody likes the Wogglebug. NOBODY. He’s a lost cause. He’s sucking away your life force like the leech he is.

Or, you can just keep chasing after that mystical unicorn, just keep posting here and making us laugh/scratch our heads in confusion. Trapped in your own purgatory. Is that what you truly want?

I mean, I don’t care either way. I’m just some schmuck who’s been watching this thread ever since it started.