If you cannot tell, I have a math test tomorrow.

I just… really love this meme… I’m so sorry. And yeah I used a DP related text post on a picture of Danny - I’m so sorry.

I had a few left over from the last batch.

am i doing this right

quotes from @totallycorrectdannyphantomquotes and screenshots from http://dannyphantomscreencaps.weebly.com/

I have returned with more.

Danny Phantom + @viciere’s skype names screencaps from here

sequel here

Well, here I go again…

I wasn’t going to do this meme again, but I found puns. 

somehow my perspective practice always seems to turn into Danny Phantom. I slapped some colour on it for a colouring/light practice too but it really didn’t help anything lol.

bluh this is super bad but I like it some how too??? idk. how to art.

Dalv Interns Wanted

Dalv interns wanted.

All department positions available.

Many positions for interns still left.

Base pay set at $6000 a month-Non-negotiable.

A submission by @gutterlights! More below the cut!

Benefits include full health coverage with $20 copay for any and all health procedures (including optional surgeries such as sex change surgeries, and Lasik eye surgeries but not including other optional plastic surgeries.  Call for more details)

Dental

Intern to Full Hire option after one full year (365 work days) of internship.

Must be willing to work in standard work conditions as well as conditions that require outside the box thinking.

Discrimination in the workplace is a fire-able offence.

Racism in the workplace is a fire-able offence.

Come and join the Dalv Corp family today and apply for an internship now!

The students crowded around the flyer on the bulletin board.  There was whispering and yelling and plenty of people were exclaiming how it was totally a fake.  Everyone knew it was impossible to get an internship at Dalv Corp.  And why would they use such a plain flyer?

 –

 It was the Dalv Corp internship orientation day.  There were two parts to it.  The part that Mr. Masters (and holy hell the man was 45?  Besides the white hair he could have passed for 30!) attended was the usual kind of thing.  Welcome, hope you have a good time, work hard, blah, blah, blah.  This year there was even some younger guy in the back that was actually miming the whole thing, completely out of uniform (semi-formal, white shirt required) and several of the other interns were worried that he was going to get pointed out and ruin the whole orientation.

 But in the end, the hundred and some interns were dismissed and many noted that the unruly intern was now gone from the back wall.  But no one had seen him go.  Or heard him go.

 That was how the story of the ghost of a teenager that haunted the halls of Dalv corp. was started.

 The second part of orientation was learning where they would be working, who they’d be working under, and what their responsibilities would be.  That was all fairly normal as well.  A week into the internship and it was a wonder to the interns why the flyer had been so…suspicious.  Maybe it was just a really good internship?  Those happened.  They were just being paranoid, definitely.

 –

 It started with Simon.  He was asked to get Mr. Masters a fresh pot of coffee special made for the conference.  It was so hot he had to carry it with pot holders, first of all.  Which was weird but not that weird.  It was for a conference.  No the weird part was when he got there.

 He set the pot down carefully and gratefully.  Damn that was hot.  Looking up he saw Mr. Masters distractedly going for the coffee pot with a mug (why did he own what looked like a novelty, limited edition, fruit loops mug?) “B-Be careful sir it’s very ho-”

Mr. Masters ignored him, or didn’t hear him, because he poured the coffee into the mug, (consensus was that it was a gift from a close friend.  Not that anyone knew if he even HAD friends), and then took a long pull from it in a fluid, well-practiced motion.  All Simon could think was ‘Sir no!’

Mr. Masters hummed appreciatively and walked away with nothing but a “Thank you Simon, it’s perfect.”  Simon stared in horror and muttered a terrified “Oh my god.”

–

Sally hated this part of the internship.  Of any internship really.  Being the Go-for was so BORING but at least you got to meet every one of importance.  Like the owner and president of the company, Mr. masters.  She peeked into his spacious office, noting the lights were dimmed, “Mr. Masters?”

Twin red orbs of puRE FUCKING EVIL OH HELL NO

Sally slammed the door shut in terror.  It took way too much will to not scream at the top of her lungs.  Instead she set the papers for Mr. Masters (or whatever hell demon that was actually Mr. Masters because RED EYES THAT GLOWED) down on the floor by the door and went about her business.

She did not sleep for the next week.

Inside the room that was Vlad’s office, a groggy elder halfa blinked hazily at the door that had been open not a second ago.  “…What?”

Maybe he shouldn’t nap in his office.  Had there been someone there?

–

Vlad HATED days like this.  The board was just a bunch of morons that he had no real reason to please but that it made his company look real. (and it was.  And it was more efficient to have a board than run the whole thing himself)

He’d just come from yet another unproductive meeting and was trying to stave off the headache while muttering to himself as he waited for the elevator. “I can’t believe how stupid they can be!”

The elevator arrived and opened, Vlad walked in, not bothering to look as he tapped the button for his floor, “If I have to suffer their existence any longer…” his eyes snapped open, ghost red, ecto energy beginning to surround his hands as he made choking motions and his fangs elongated briefly as he growled “H'zhaaifmtc dl chrmsadir bmzl rfchp'rfpmdri scdmpc phnnhli rfchp'inhlci mor dlb oihli rfchp'phsi dmp bchmpdrhmli hl es'mddhhc!”

He took a deep breath.  No need to throw people out windows.  Yet.  The elevator dinged and he got off on his floor.

Was there another floor lit up?  Strange.  It was just him in the elevator after all.

Behind him, Cory, an intern that worked for the IT department huddled and shook in the corner, as far from Mr. Master as possible.  Sally was right, he was actually a hell demon.

–

Maddy walked down the hall, looking shell shocked while holding the burnt cinder remains of what had originally been a rather fetching banana tree.  Sally looked at her and knew she’d regret this question, Simon, next to her shook his head, willing her not to ask.

“Hey Maddy.  What…” a pause for a gulp, “What happened to that tree?”

Maddy turned to them both, a haunted look in her eyes “He set fire to the plants today.  Again.”  Sally and Simon looked at her with equal horror.  There was no question as to who the ‘he’ in question was.  Only one person in the company had cultivated a reputation for being a literal hell demon.

Mr. Masters.

–

Magdalen was rather cheerfully going through the forms for the new PA.  He knew Mr. Masters personally so maybe he wouldn’t be run off by the man’s weirdness in a week.  Like the other 30 PAs.  Two tables over, three interns were whispering somewhat frantically.  Recognizing the signs for past interns, she quietly stalked over to eavesdrop.

Simon fiddled with his phone uncertainly.  “Should we fil him? No one will believe us otherwise!” he pressed.  Sally fidgeted nervously.  She’d started this but…”eeh, I don’t want to risk losing this internship.  It’s paid…”

Simon nodded, looking away, “He does some really freaky stuff…”

In between them, Cory, who had been silent for the last week and no one knew why, sat wither head resting on some papers, hands other her head.  She wasn’t sure why the other two were clucking at each other like this.  Mr. Masters was clearly some kind of hell demon and that was all there was to it.

That was the point where Mag came over and slammed a hand down on the table, hard.  The three of them started hard, Simon even dropped his phone.  Mag smiled at them generously “Hello little interns~” she sing-songed, “I couldn’t help but overhear you talking about Mr. Masters” She continued cheerfully, “I think there’s something you kids should know!”  She leaned forward, dropped the smile and glared at the three interns with all the fire or Mr. Masters taking down an attempt at a takeover.

“No matter how ‘freaky’ Mr. Masters may be.  You. Tell. No. One. What you see here at Dalv Corp.” Mag hissed.

She left cheerfully after that, feeling that the interns were well and truly cowed.  She had kids to feed damn it.  Like hell she was going to let three little interns get her boss abducted by the government or god forbid those freaks, the Guys In White.

The interns were left in her wake, terrified beyond words.  Simon let slip one last comment before his break was up and he had to go back to work, shaking and terrified for the next three days. 

“He really is a hell demon, Sally.” 

– 

“Wow, 30 PAs in a year?  The hell do you do?  Scary-eyes them at every opportunity?” Danny laughed.  Vlad glared at him. 

“I do not!  Magdalen says all the interns seem to think I’m some sort of hell demon.” He explained, trying not to seem indignant.  Danny burst out laughing and actually phased through the desk he was sitting on, landing on the floor with an oomph and continuing to laugh hysterically. 

‘Well’ Vlad lamented silently, ‘At least I can’t scare Daniel away.  Now let’s see how he handles the paperwork.’

okay, i was just so bored in school.

Time to Speak Ghost!

By letting us know everything you know about ghostspeak. New nerdy, sciencey infographics are coming, and we want to give you a chance to contribute your knowledge!

Reblog this post with your thoughts on ghostly languages, or make a submission to @dannyphantomrenaissance; your contribution will get a chance to be in the next infographic/ghost research article. All contributors will be given credit in APA format, as well as eternal glory for being super spoopy ghost scientists.

-Mod Carrie

Ghost speak is intelligable to humans, sounding like static and slithery sounds that are uncomfortable to be around. 

Ghosts dont realize they are speaking in that tongue, and if they’re used to speaking it primarily, they may have a hard time switching back to a human tongue. 

The human tongue cant actually produce the sounds that Ghost Speak requires, because some of it comes from the ringing of a Core.

There have been a few cases throughout history of living humans who could speak Ghost - usually they were very spiritual people, who were incredibly introspective and devoted their life to spirituality. 

And also one Brazilian girl in the 17th century who got lost in the woods and was raised by friendly spirits. *shrug

Things I think about sometimes:

Filed under danny phantom but no seriously this really makes me wonder what the ghosts think of Danny and maybe halfas in general with this in mind a little bit creeped out? pity in the case of ghosts like Dora and Frostbite? a little bit legendary? raised by humans = raised by wolves? moreover raised by hunters no wonder he snaps and bites that first months was probs v. developmentally significant ectobiology

Ghost speak? Feral children have problems with language - specifically past/future tense, modals, grammar in general. Concrete thinking can develop, abstract thinking no. Language is crucial to human child development - and ghosts use spoken language to communicate, so I can’t see it not being important, even though the way it develops would be very different. Danny’s speech would be understandable (bc he can already talk, duh) but very broken, and he wouldn’t really get the grammar. And if you throw in the “core tone” thing and the blunted affect… First of all, uncanny valley as heck. Second, what the hell is wrong with this kid’s head, he psycho or something?

…I think that overall, Danny would probably come off as an idiot savant (if anyone figured it out). Like, here’s this creepy little kid who barely glows and can’t string together a sentence without sounding like an idiot, but he can take on Pariah Dark and not die. What the heck.

Hm. Come to think of it, no wonder everyone calls him “ghost child” instead of bothering with a name - he’d seem off and not really capable of thinking, especially since his first reaction to a ghost is “beat it to hell”. Ghosts seem to be largely asocial, too, so no one would really give a crap about why. They’d just write him off as too dumb to worry about. …and he’s not, not by human standards, so surprise! They just got outsmarted by the kid who was raised by hunters. How embarrassing. Let’s never speak of it again. …wait, he did what?

And he’d probably get a bit better after more exposure to ghosts, though he’d have to learn things the hard way instead of just popping into existence knowing or whatever. (Which is why he keeps managing to get lost… I headcanon ghosts as being wired to navigate in the GZ, which does not really run on the same physics as the human world. Danny’s ghost half not developing properly means he’s still wired for Earth, where “down” is always “toward the ground” or at least “whichever way gravity is pulling”. Reading maps? Forget it.)

Vlad, though - no wonder he always gets Skulker or the vultures to run errands for him. The vultures are loyal to Vlad for whatever reason, at least to the point of running errands to the best of their ability (and complaining constantly). Also, they’re freaking old and have probably seen weirder. Skulker would simply not give a darn - the pay tech is good and he’s too damn sneaky to trap, so move on to a target who isn’t impossible to catch.

Dani… oh, boy. No wonder she stays in the human world. Her needing to eat and sleep aside, she didn’t really get a human lifetime either. She just doesn’t have the life experience for loophole exploitation (aka Danny’s go-to tactics) or Vlad-type scheming (without strict orders to follow, which no). Kid’s screwed.

So I heard you were asking about ghost languages

I know a few headcanons, like how a ghost’s sentence is ended in something (like fear me or boo) but it’s not said and that its a power indicator or something about the type of ghost or if they’re friendly or heck maybe their age? And I’ve also heard about Ghost being a separate language or just using Latin instead since it’s a dead language (in which case that means all ghosts speak all the dead languages?), I’ve seen like two different symbol systems and a few English-to-Ghost charts (one was fairly extensive and if I could find it I’d send you a link), and pretty much everyone has heard of the Polyglot Ghost theory (which is self explanatory if you look up the word ‘polyglot’, in case you have no idea what I’m talking about).

I’m not here to elaborate on those (though I could, if I wanted to, but I think everyone is probably already on that), save for the Polyglot one, since I’m using that as my basis. I’m here because I’m interested in how Wulf cannot speak much English or how Danny (and possibly other ghosts) can’t understand him.

My theory is, is that different ghosts are, well, different, and when collected together, one group of ghosts is gonna be different from another. The Ghost Zone doesn’t really have regions like Earth does, it has landmarks. Floating landmarks, mind you, but landmarks. As such, only around those landmarks could any regionally different ‘accent’ could come up, but seeing as the ghosts seem to travel a lot, no 'accents’ ever seem to pop up, even when multiple ghosts from multiple places are together. I’d like to think there was a reason, so just maybe there are 'regions’, which most likely surround landmarks, and when you enter one you just assume the accents (which is not accent like as in British vs American, but more like the slang and what’s okay to say and what’s not and what’s an insult there and such) and languages of that region, since the ghosts are supposedly polyglot.

Actually, we’re going to assume that ghosts are polyglot for this case.

No ghosts really notice the change, it just happens. Like when you go to a new country and suddenly you have to abide by their rules, the language is the same way. This is slightly supported by the fact even ghosts call the Ghost Zone the, well, Ghost Zone. If humans are only just getting in constant contact, then how did they know the name? Simple, they didn’t. Ghosts just assume the 'accent’ of the area (basically the accent, language, and even slang of the area) when the humans made a portal, a new 'region’ to be explored just outside it, with a new ghost resident, Danny.

Now, onto the unique case of Wulf. Wulf has his wicked awesome power of making portals, a power that seems to only be somewhat shared by (correct me if I’m wrong) Clockwork, although that depends if you accept the power he uses like that and besides, Clockwork has a completely different way of it. So, Wulf can instant travel to any part of the Ghost Zone he desires, popping in and out of regions like crazy.

Going back to our country metaphor, if you enter the borders of a foreign country, you must know the rules of the country (or should, anyway). Same with regions. You enter the borders, you speak like them. But what if you just wake up in a separate country? You don’t know anything. You didn’t (at least, probably not consciously) go through the border. Wulf just pops in. He didn’t go through the borders. He doesn’t know the language. He’s stuck in whatever language he was in originally or the language of the last region he went through the borders of.

You can assume the regions will allow ghosts to speak any language that is needed, so long as the ones 'registered’ in the region speak the language. So, for example, Amity Park is a region. If no one natively (or fluently) spoke French, Danny probably wouldn’t be able to speak French (or pass the class), though he could probably force himself to understand. Still, it wouldn’t come quite so naturally. I’d like to think Danny could speak any language on demand, with ease, but for the sake of this we’ll have to ignore that, because if he could do that, why couldn’t he understand Esperanto?

Say these borders are like a gate. You can pass through anywhere, of course, and maybe you wouldn’t even notice (in fact, chances are you won’t), but to help explain it, imagine a region to be surrounded by a bubble. When you try to enter the bubble, a gate pops up, and to go through it, you have to give your 'signature’ (literally just tagging that you’re in a region) and, in return, you get a passport (understanding the region’s languages and such). Wulf never went through a gate, so the region doesn’t recognize him (and yes I realize it sounds like the Ghost Zone and regions have sentience, I’m not getting into that, for now just assume it’s like how we speak of Mother Nature and forests/nature not liking people and such), so none of the 'passports’ got 'updated’ to say that he speaks Esperanto (and nerds using it doesn’t count because it’s humans and humans don’t count in the 'regions’, it’s only because Danny speaks like them-and as such not speaking exactly like Ghost Zone ghosts-that the regional 'accent’ for ghosts even changes at all in Amity Park) and Wulf, in turn, doesn’t have a 'passport’ that lets him speak English (or any language anyone knows in the region, because it seems that no one thought to speak Ghost/Latin/whatever so I’m not sure what to do about that, maybe because it either doesn’t exist or no one uses it enough to count as a language on their 'passports’ until and unless a ghost starts using it–and Danny’s a C student so he’s probably gonna be the last to think of using it, if he even knew about the language thing, plus he wouldn’t really know how to switch to a language he doesn’t even know). If you count Clockwork’s power of (I think) teleporting in those clock portals, the reason this doesn’t effect him is because he’s a time ghost–he speaks all languages past, present, and future, so because that’s a part of who he is, the region thing doesn’t count for him. Any other ghosts that teleports probably can’t go far, so even if they went to the next region, they’ll still likely be able to speak with the residents just fine. Also, like I kinda explained before, just because you go to a new area with a new 'accent’ doesn’t mean the ghost won’t have their native accent if one of the languages is their native language (stupid ghost vultures made me put this here). It more like slang and talking in old English vs talking in modern English, that sort of thing.

TL;DR So basically, due to Wulf’s portal abilities, he’s stuck in Esperanto and no one understands him because ghostly regions and invisible bubbles and something about passports.

Submission by @swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual