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Does Toby have any occupation in particular?

Toby of the Dinner Crew works for pay as a demolitionist. He also has a side job as a percussionist in a symphony, as he’s pretty good at keeping a beat. He actually wanted to learn to play the flute but never quite got the hang of it for some reason.

Toby Pines is, at least at one time, an assistant at the Grenda von Fundhauser Wildlife Reserve. He rescues and rehabilitates sick and injured wildlife in the area of Gravity Falls, plus the occasional stray. Volunteered there for years as a teen and young adult before getting certification for the job and being picked up as a paid employee.

Question: How did you come up with the names Alcor and Mizar? I’d like to know for my next fic!

mod z here!

Alcor and Mizar were chosen because I wanted Dipper’s “theme” to ultimately be different from Bill’s so he can be his own person (er, demon) rather than just an echo of the creature that ruined his life. Since Dipper already has meaningful attachment to the stars, I decided that would be his motif.

And, well, Alcor and Mizar are actual stars in the big dipper! And they’re considered “twin” stars. Mizar is the one that shines brightly, just like Mabel’s outgoing personality – and Alcor is the dimmer twin, a kind of solemn metaphor for how he really relies on his twin’s “light” (her spirit, her kindness, her optimism) to keep him going through multiple lifetimes.

Alcor is also buried in mythology (mostly Japanese) that ties it to foreboding death – some say if you see this star, you’ll die within the year; some say if you DON’T see it you’ll die within the year. The character Alcor symbolizes this loosely by the fact that he can have two faces – one benevolent and willing to save people, and the other as a ruthless bloodthirsty monster.

Alcor and Mizar are always together in our skies, but in reality, they’re terribly far apart. Similarly, the demon Alcor is usually never far from his twin, but there is an insurmountable distance between them due to their now-different species.

There are a handful of other reasons why I chose these names, but those were the big ones 🙂

People in and out of the crew often wonder why Hank only gets apples from one tree, but most of the crew just figure “since it’s near his old home, must be sentiment”. Someone asks and Hank replies ” it’s my dad’s tree” and people think that he’s just remembering days with his (now deceased) father, of course, they ask further and hank says “no, the tree actually came from my dad, the apples are magic.” People now think that Don pines’ father was a kind of ent and he draws energy from the apples

The sheer volume of near-mythic rumors that surround the figure of Don Pines by the time he retires from the business and/or passes away must be staggering, given how so many fragments of his life – removed slightly from context and polished up a bit – lend themselves so well to such.

I just wanted to give a thank you to all the mods who run this blog– you guys are awesome for making this AU/tumblr account possible. You helped create the basis for the most intricately crafted fandom-of-its-own worthy AU for Gravity Falls, and for that, I applaud you. Thank you for making the most incredible AU to ever have existed.

and thank YOU for making this fandom what it is!!

we might run the blog, and mod z might have made the base plot and all, but none of this would be possible if it weren’t for all you wonderful contributors, fans, and friends! you’re all just so wonderful!!

Torako: “Here come dat demon” Dipper, zooming by on Heelies with shutter shades on: “oh shit whaddup”

Bentley is on film duty. They have gone through thirty-seven takes of this short clip. His arms ache. Torako has not gotten the line with the right intonations, according to Dipper, thirty-three of those thirty-seven times. The four times she has have coincided with one of the twenty-nine times Dipper has tripped over nothing and fallen, hence ruining his own line. 

They line up to take the shot again. Bentley raises his arms and ignores the discomfort in his elbows to weakly call, “action.” Torako, sitting on the couch, raises her head and flips her hair, then pushes the shades down her nose. She looks over the top of them at something off the screen. “Here come dat demon,” she says. Bentley still isn’t sure what counts as the right intonation, but he thinks that might be it. Carefully, he pans the phone over to where Dipper is just starting to take off. Bentley holds his breath. Dipper doesn’t even wobble. He zooms by, Bentley following his form, and passes by the couch. As Dipper does so, he calls out, “oh shit, whaddup.” It had taken Dipper two hours to explain the significance of these lines to Bentley and Torako, and Bentley wasn’t even sure if he understood them entirely. 

It takes Bentley a moment to realize that they have succeeded. It is a miracle, and a wave of accomplished fatigue overcomes him. He shakily stops capturing film. Then he takes a few faltering steps to the couch, where at last he will have rest. Torako and Dipper are high-fiving. Dipper asks to see the film, and Bentley hands the phone over, face pressed into the back of the couch.

He hears the last ten seconds of their lives replayed. Dipper and Torako are silent, and then Torako says, “Awesome, we did it!”

Dipper then says, “No, the camera was shaking whenever it stopped on something. We can’t do that. It’s not smooth enough. Not cool enough.”

Bentley pulls his face from the back of the couch. He stares at Dipper. Then, slowly, without a word, he stands up and leaves. Later, he hears that Dipper’s attempts to have the nightmares film ended in disaster. 

Dipper settles for the shaky film.