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spacedoutsheepy · 1 year
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everyone watch this thing I made
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redtechnoanon · 2 years
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The world is the wrong kind of loud outside the dirt walls of their new home. Zombies groan and skeletons rattle as they trek overhead from the areas that aren’t covered in torches and likely never will be. Impulse doesn’t think anyone will make it long enough to build something beautiful and safe here. Someone sounds off a horn that receives an exceptionally ugly sounding response. At this stage in the game, hearing them is still a fun annoyance and a social comfort instead of a warning siren. The cows huff outside, skittish and unfamiliar in their raggedy, makeshift pen. There are no crickets, nor any bird calls echoing sleepily across the hills.
It sounds like a world full of life, and a world that is preparing for itself to die. Impulse bites the inside of his cheek hard enough that his fangs worry raw lines into the skin.
Bdubs is in the bed next to him, watching the clock tick through the night with a sleepy sort of discontent and fiddling with the chain. He can’t actually pass through the night properly on this type of server, not really, but closed eyes at night and the phantoms don’t bite, as they say.
Impulse is sitting up, since he’s closer to the door and whatever will come through to hurt them. He looks up at the ceiling and fiddles with his pinky. There’s a red string there, looped around the top knuckle, over the tattoo of a green heart. It fades out before it reaches Bdubs, but Impulse knows if he took any damage the thread would flare with neon brightness and coil through the inches between their hands in a vibrant lightning strike of mutual pain. There are ten hearts glowing pink on the back of his hand, all full, all shining.
There are four yellow lives already. Four people teetering on the edge of violence, on the precipice of brutality. If Impulse strains his ears he can hear the wind rustling through the half-grown wheat field that Joel stole from. If Impulse closes his eyes, he can hear the way the seeds clanged against Joel’s empty armor as he crumbled to dust just a block away from Impulse, an enderman claw through the neck. Etho died a tree away at the same time, electric red string of fate pulling so tight around the green heart on his pinky that it shattered, taking him with it.
Really, they should be making some sort of progress. It’s so early in the game that every second matters. But the outside world is one full of terrors and Impulse doesn’t want to go mining. That’s what Tango did, and he and Jimmy both have strings that have moved down to their second knuckle and the yellow heart that gleams gold.
Impulse looks back over at Bdubs.
Even though each of the pink hearts scattered like freckles over the back of his hand, on the back of both of their hands, are perfectly intact, Bdubs certainly doesn’t look it. He’s got scuff marks up the side of his neck, black at the edges with the ghost of wither poisoning, and hair bleached stress-white. Both of his eyes, as big as they are and as sleepily as they squint at the clock in his bruised hands, are puffy, dark, and already half-shut by the damage. One of his front teeth is gone. It makes his smile look lopsided.
Impulse fiddles with the unbreakable tie on his finger and clears his throat. “Does it hurt?” he asks.
Bdubs blinks, hefts himself over to face Impulse, and squints up at him instead of watching the night pass. “Hmm?” His look of confusion turns into something softer and a little light fills both of his black eyes and his voice turns into a sappy parody of itself. “When I fell from heaven?”
“No,” Impulse says, and then backtracks when that light dims from Bdubs’ eyes. “No, I’m sure you landed an MLG water bucket when you fell from heaven, I mean…” he lifts a hand that hovers over the rootlike crawl of old wither poisoning and the closest bruised eye, “...that.”
Bdubs’ own hand comes up self-consciously and covers the damage, but his knuckles are scraped and dark too. “It’s fine,” he says, tone clipped. He wiggles the hand that holds the clock, showing off the unblemished hearts on the back. “See? No damage.”
Impulse sighs. A zombie gurgles and a cow lows a frightened cry that means there’ll be some cooked rotten flesh waiting for them in the cow pit come morning. “You know that’s not what I asked.”
“It’s fine,” Bdubs repeats, voice climbing an octave and a few dozen decibels.
Impulse looks at him, then climbs out of the bed.
“Hey!” Bdubs yelps. Impulse cracks open a chest and ignores the urge to spin around and search for a threat when Bdubs hits the floor in a tangle of blankets and metal and the thread between them flares with crimson. “You come back here! I’m fine, I tell you! Perfectly fine!” They sleep in their armor, so his escape from the clutches of their sheets and his approach as he stomps up to Impulse is painfully loud. “Bdubs has never been-”
Impulse turns around and shoves the retrieved item right in front of Bdubs’ face, cutting him off mid-reassurance. He purses his lips as the silence stretches on and neither of them move. The zombie stuck in with the cows gurgles. Someone plays a horn loud and long in the distance, but no one responds.
“Impulse, I can’t.” Even through all of the bruises and all of the puffiness, Bdubs’ eyes are wide.
The golden apple between them gleams in the torchlight. The space beyond their doors is dark, and their ceiling has no holes. There’s no one here to see them break the rules. There’s no consequences if they do. Impulse’s hand still shakes slightly around the fruit.
“We’re never going to use it otherwise,” Impulse says. “Take it.”
Bdubs open his mouth to object and Impulse, following his name to a T, sticks the apple in before he can say anything. On instinct, he bites down, and the deed is done as the apple dissolves into a flash of sunlight. No take-backsies, as the professional lawyers say.
As soon as the faint glow of the apple dies down, the edges of the old wither poisoning retreat and shrivel away. Simultaneously, the red thread around each of their fingers goes taught and staticky. The yarn frays and begins to snap, one hair thin piece at a time.
Bdubs reaches out and yanks Impulse’s hand to him, holding it in his grip like sheer force of will and the calluses of a builder’s hands can keep the red string from breaking. Impulse returns the favor, trapping the edges of the string under his own fingers, whose tips are stained a permanent scarlet from tracing out redstone against the floor.
“You are,” Bdubs says, voice eerily quiet, “so stupid.”
Impulse laughs, high and nervous. Part of him can’t bring itself to panic, though, not when it’s so satisfied at hearing that slight lisp fade away as a new tooth fills in the gap in Bdubs’ smile, or at seeing both black eyes begin fading. “I don’t know,” he says, half hysterical, “it might be worth it.”
For a second, he considers letting go of Bdubs’ string. Maybe if he does, it’ll fall right off and Bdubs can survive better without someone else leeching off of his health. Maybe if he does it’ll give Bdubs a whole health bar instead of the tangled mess they have now. He won’t die a tree away, thread tugging until it snaps its anchor. Maybe he’ll survive long enough to build something beautiful, something safe, and something better than the dying world around them.
Impulse’s grip starts to loosen.
“Don’t you dare!” Bdubs snaps. Without the puffiness of both black eyes, his glare is even more impressive. The only sign of stress-white in his hair now is two small patches on one side, and the moss that crawls up the healed strands puffs out in a cloud of warning spores.
In the back of his head, Impulse hears Bdubs’ own voice, just a few dozen hours ago. I would die for you. In the back of his head, Impulse remembers Bdubs’ sword swinging down, with a glint of golden clock hanging off of his belt.
With a start, Impulse looks down and finds the clock, tossed carelessly between the two of them. He looks back up and meets Bdubs’ big, angry eyes. “Don’t let go,” Bdubs says. “Don’t you dare.”
So Impulse doesn’t. They stand there, frozen, the clock between them ticking away on the floor past midnight and toward the sunrise.
Two minutes pass. The sunlight glow around Bdubs fades, and with it, the static and the tug on both of their threads. Neither of them let go.
Impulse clears his throat again after a long while. “Maybe we should tell Scott and Cleo about the apples. Help them out with their soulmate situation.”
Bdubs turns his head to look out through the small window in their jungle door, where the darkness still calls. Another horn bellows, and only one responds back. “Tomorrow,” he says, and turns back.
Impulse raises one hand to touch the side of Bdubs’ head on the automatic and then freezes, looking down in panic.
The threads don’t fall apart without his grip to keep them together. It’s back and tied as normal, just as it was when it came fluttering out of the sky and tied itself snugly around his soulmate’s knuckle, but now there’s a line of gold strung through the whole thing.
Bdubs loosens his own grip to show a matching line around Impulse’s string. 
They look back up and meet each other’s eyes. They grin, half crazed and half relieved.
Impulse looks back to where his hand had risen on instinct and huffs out a laugh. “You, uh, you got a little something there.”
Bdubs frowns and pats the side of his head blindly, nearly taking off his whole bandanna. “What is it?” he asks. His eyes go even wider and he pats more frantically. “Is it silverfish? Little baby cave spiders? I’m too pretty for bugs!” he wails.
Impulse snorts and takes Bdubs’ wrist down before he can give himself a concussion. The stress white in his hair has faded out entirely, except for a dash and dot by his temple, forming a perfect i. “It’s not bugs. Promise.”
Bdubs crosses his arms and raises up and down on his feet with a huff and a loud clanking of metal that gets the zombie in the cow pen to gurgling again. “Don’t scare a man like that! Geez louise.” Then he reaches out a hand and smacks Impulse’s forehead. They both jump as the thread blazes between them. “Ow! That’s for making me eat the apple!”
Impulse snorts quietly to himself. There’s no wither scars branching up Bdubs’ neck anymore. “Does it hurt?” he asks again.
“It’s-” Bdubs starts, then pauses. “No. No it doesn’t.” He looks down at his unbruised knuckles like they’re an entirely new concept for him. “It doesn’t.”
A horn calls in the distance. A chorus responds back.
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petikgeorgiev · 2 months
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To all my pals who trashtalk gen alpha by saying:
"Back in my day we had actually good memes like MLG, Minecraft parody songs, not the trash that is skibidi toilet."
I'mma be honest with you. If the memes and trends you grew up with hadn't existed back then and were popular among the youth now, you would hate them.
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sillysaurus · 7 days
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day 6: a character i headcanon as a regressor, topher bus from clone high
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🦐🍤🥤🎮♾️
why: its mainly projection, i kin him. and he is lonely and hates the world so he needs an escape. also hes autistic (trust)
i think he would regress to around 7-13
i think he would be very game oriented, he would definitely be into the horror game scene, like fnaf and poppy playtime. also minecraft and roblox. has a 3DS and plays pokemon, mario, plants vs zombies, etc. watches people play scary games on youtube (and gets scared but pretends he doesnt). listens to hatsune miku, other cute electronic music, game osts of course, and minecraft parodies. collects legos like crazy. hides his stuffed animals in the closet. coolmathgames. likes nyan cat and 2010s internet things (mlg). classic mobile games: angry birds, temple run, subway surfers, jetpack joyride. online games like club penguin, ponytown. hes a sore loser and will pout. drinks too much soda and energy drinks. very insecure about his regression
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emilesmithrowes · 4 months
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one like and i'll drop the mlg parodies are fundamentally different to and hold more artistic value than skibidi toilet essay
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thadeeliv · 2 years
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Warriors: Midnight in a nutshell
Bluestar: okay hear me out Bluestar: we take four cats Bluestar: then send them off far away Bluestar: so a badger can tell them the forest they left is in danger Oakheart: bluestar i think i've fallen for you all over again Bluestar: hey brambleclaw you and three other nerds need to leave town Brambleclaw: that was a weird dream Thornclaw: dawn patrol joke Squirrelpaw: i come too Brambleclaw: no Squirrelpaw: >:( Squirrelpaw: lol jk Dustpelt: what the fuck Cats: gathering time yay Leopardstar: Hawkfrost is becoming a warrior Cats: weird Firestar: cool Leopardstar: and Mothwing is becoming a medicine cat Cats: what the fuck Tallstar: we're thorsty Tawnypelt: hey skrub Brambleclaw: wot u say Tawnypelt: i had a weird dream Brambleclaw: me too Tawnypelt: let's meet up again Dustpelt: patrol time Onewhisker: hey losers we stole a mouse Brambleclaw: what the fuck Brambleclaw: time to leave Squirrelpaw: i come too Brambleclaw: no Squirrelpaw: i wasn't asking Tawnypelt: why are there six of us Feathertail: i love my brother Tawnypelt: fair Crowpaw: i know nothing but hate Squirrelpaw: hey fuck you Brambleclaw: beach day Ravenpaw: yeah the sun-drown place is real Brambleclaw: dude we're getting the band back together Cinderpelt: tiger on fire Firestar: we must keep Brambleclaw and Squirrelpaw apart and also never tell them why Brambleclaw: is he still mad about me looking like dad Squirrelpaw: let's ditch these losers The Three Six: *leave the forest* Leafpaw: eat this Twolegs: who's up for a barbeque Brambleclaw: what the fuck Feathertail: what the fuck Leafpaw: hey Mothwing Mothwing: you're never going to fucking believe why i'm becoming a medicine cat Leafpaw: why Mothwing: they saw a moth's wing Leafpaw: holy shit Crowpaw: sheep Crowpaw: horse Crowpaw: cow Squirrelpaw: dog Firestar: where the FUCK are Squirrelbramble and Clawpaw Cloudtail: my cousin is kinda hot ngl Firestar: I Really Wish You Had Not Said That Purdy: welcome to my tree Crowpaw: we need to leave Purdy: follow me Purdy: *walks in the exact opposite direction* Feathertail: this is how a riverclan fishes Purdy: come in here, there's food Squirrelpaw: milk! Twoleg: awww the scrunkly Feathertail: what the fuck Squirrelpaw: engage babey mode Squirrelpaw: you saw nothing Purdy: did you know these used to be mlg parodies Crowpaw: ok boomer Tallstar: slorp slorp slorp Hawkfrost: what the fuck Cats: gathering time Leopardstar: no more drinking my water Tallstar: okay Hawkfrost: fuck you Tallstar: it is fucking ON little man Firestar: guys not at the gathering you'll make spottedleaf sad Firestar: anyway cats are missing Blackstar: yeah Leopardstar: if only there was someone just outside the forest who we could possibly ask about this Firestar: yeah if only Rats: *eat everyone* Tawnypelt: oof ow ouch Leafpaw: i need to eat burdock Cinderpelt: ok weirdo Squirrelpaw: i taste burdock Tawnypelt: thanks Purdy: i can't go any farther, i'm afraid of salt Brambleclaw: aaaa i'm falling Stormfur: me too Squirrelpaw: me three Brambleclaw: oh no a badger Midnight: i am midnight Crowpaw: what Crowpaw: the Crowpaw: FUCK Midnight: the forest is in danger Brambleclaw: what do we do about it Midnight: leave Cloudtail: dude this air tastes like ass Firestar: oh no
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tangyyposting · 2 years
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log day 1
inspired by a discord convo with a friend to post this. me n her were watching old s*mg4 videos from back in 2014 and girl i miss those days,, not that i was a better person or anything in fact i honestly like who i am and the fact i ended up where i am, but i sincerely wish that my current self could be transported back to 2014 so i could properly interact with the 2014 internet. the most online interaction i could get back then was on roblox bc my mom was super strict with me being online, and honestly rewatching those mario vids made me really dive deep into 2014 randomXD culture until like 4 in the morning,, i think the most appealing part about it is that it feels so freeing, weirdly enough. cringe culture really wasnt mainstream from my knowledge and although being random was ‘the thing,’ from my experience, people genuinely liked it, and it was strangely wholesome that way. ppl were also alot easier to interact with bc no media was like super mainstream (so you didnt have to be necessarily ‘in the know’ to start convo) other than creepypastas, and towards the end of the randomXD era, fnaf. but like, info about that stuff was super widespread and ppl made interacting with fnaf and creepypasta media super fun, and they were always at least mentioned in one topic point during conversation. other stuffs i sincerely miss include nyan cat, mlg montage parodies, and rainbows. lots of them, too. too bad ppl got homophobic and dropped rainbows as soon as it became a symbol of pride, lol. anyways, tbh i dont have much to add onto the whole randomXD topic, but i do wanna say that holy carp do i hate the new morbius sweep stuff that’s going down (yes i know i have a morbius pfp shush my friend made it for me). like new wave gen z culture is honestly super similar to the 2014 randomXD culture in alot of ways, but back then ppl were genuine about it, and now we’re actively drowning in layers of irony. i could tolerate it until this point but the morbius memes have become so obnoxious i can no longer take it. i think what i hate about it the most is the fact that ppl arent genuine about it, like theyre ranting and raving (kinda like i’m doing now) about how good a movie it is and i just want to shout out loud in a public space abt how i’m so genuinely angry that ppl arent genuine for their passion about the movie. like please, be genuine with the things you like, and the things you dont. we were so close to reaching that sort of nirvana during the early years of the lockdown but as soon as things started opening up again ppl went right back to cringe culture like oh my godddddddd i am actively melting into primordial sludge just thinking abt it,,,,,,,,,, anyways i think that’s abt it for today, thanks for reading if u got this far. if i have something to add believe me i’ll add it later,,,, anyways have a good day mwah srry for the wall of text 💙💙
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goldenfleeceart · 2 months
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She thought of an MLG montage parody and now she’s inconsolable. (she’s also been awake for two days straight)
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badkarmaviscomm · 5 months
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SP - MLG Edits Research - ISTD
LO1, LO2
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'Montage Parodies (or "MLG Montages") are a series of remix videos parodying the "video game montage" subgenre on YouTube, which is characterized by quick-paced edits and looped footage, as well as heavy use of loud dubstep music and squeaker sounds in the background. While this style of editing initially rose to popularity through highlight reels of impressive gameplay released by e-sport teams in the Major Gaming League, it quickly became known as a cliche as amateur gamers began creating their own, usually with in-game footage of unremarkable quality.' - they were born out of poor quality imagery and less professional gameplay. A way of players to hype themselves up in a way in which better players were. Perhaps something like this could be implemented into gameplay in order to attract gamers who played during this styles' era (2015, so likely aged 24-27 now) or new players who need encouragement. Those who consume digital media now (e.g. Instagram, TikTok) are largely teenagers and often they are consuming absurdist content, perhaps stylising something like this could appeal to this same psychographic profile.
Images that are often featured in montage parodies include those mocking the Doritosgate controversy, the Dancing Snoop Dogg GIF and the default "Sample Text" captions from the Sony Vegas video editing software. Additionally, references to the first-person shooter trick shot 360 no scope, the phrase "420 blaze it" and the Illuminati secret society are often included in the videos.
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joelemmons · 5 months
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i miss mlg montage parodies
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ryvnchvn · 11 months
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joker2019 · 1 year
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that era in middle school when I used to stay up until 4am watching mlg parodies of animes on youtube and then go to school the next morning completely sleep deprived and just listening to the death note ost over and over again instead of paying attention in class and I sat in the corner during gym class with other losers. I want to go back
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stan-actias-luna · 2 years
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possible hot take
as somebody who uses neither app directly and gets content from both via Instagram, douyin is better than tiktok, for one BIG reason: the stupid fucking sound effects
come on, would you rather hear offbrand siri gush about "unaliving" and "seggs", or have completely unnecessary "huuuuhhhh??", "wHAT!?", and "ooi" inserted at random intervals?
the other day i saw a video for some kind of food tutorial that was like
"bite with your Sharp Teeth >:D (wHAT!?)"
and it was absolutely glorious
i saw someone compare these sound effects to the MLG Montage Parody memes of yore and that's exactly it, that's exactly the niche that this fills for me — not quite YTP-tier but getting there
hell, my internal monologue has adopted the "huuuuhhhh??" as a default reaction to things that perplex
anyways yeah douyin > tiktok thank you for coming to my tedtok
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alolanroy · 3 years
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MLG Akira gets a sick #HE4DSHOT
I made this MLG parody as a joke but it ended up taking like a month off and on. I now understand why people don't make these anymore.
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serulean-art · 5 years
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so i gave Ruu some new glasses
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purty cute, right? round frames idea courtesy of @ninjagare
then i get a new message from her
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so then i was all
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so i made this, which now exists, and is my icon
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thank you nin i love you dearly <3333
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literaphobe · 3 years
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I don’t think I can pick between the horse, parrot, or axolotl one of which is my favorite. They’re all so good.
the ‘minecraft, but my friend is a _______’ series rated according to how much i like them:
minecraft, but my friend is a dog:
dog!dream flip flopped between :D and >:( every 5 seconds n it was beautiful to watch
one second he’s cuddling w a minecraft puppy and going ‘baby 🥺’ the next moment he is viciously attacking george n attempting to murder him in frustration from how much damage he took because of george’s accidental hits. next moment he is sheepishly apologizing because george made him sit down and won’t let him back up until he behaved. and in the moment after that he tells george if i were ur actual dog i would have bitten you by now :/ (??????????)
i love the game mechanics of george being able to freeze dream so that dream can’t move n the ability to teleport dream to george when he’s too far away. v cute. fun balance of dream needing george to save him but also him being able to help him and also be so silly and goofy.
shoutout to the ‘RIP dog Dream :(‘ subtitle when they failed the challenge. 10/10
minecraft, but my friend is a parrot:
dream going BAKAWK n repeating everything george said my beloved. my minecraft youtuber is so annoying 😍
him going ‘my strategy to survive? well im a parrot so :) if anyone comes i can just go BLRRRRRRR’ stole my entire heart
him pretending he needed to eat and letting george feed him only to go JK xD and fly away. so many things about dream were so endearing n funny in this video
i am a big fan of him calling a wolf a ‘woof’ and also his harry potter messenger owl bit. when he sang that i will lead the way parody about being a parrot…. that changed the landscape as we know it :( he is a silly little birdie :( my little wackadoodle :(
also funnily enough this is the only friend is a mob video where they actually beat the game LMAO 12/10
minecraft, but my friend is a horse:
i love the running bit of dream badly mimicking the animals he’s meant to play. also a big enjoyer of him seeing another mob and going omg MY BROTHER…. MY UNCLE…. MY FAMILY….. and like giving names to all the other horses. he is so adorable
dream riding a boat as a horse and singing about it….. he is a disney animal princess. i love him. he is Silly. he is Whimsical. he sang so much more and even reprised songs from the last video. he Galloped. he Yelled. he made Incomprehensible Noises
‘the skeleton could Not touch this 😌’ proceeding him singing can’t touch this as he juked mobs was truly something
‘it’s dinner time and ur papa bird give me the worms! BLURPBLURBLURPBLURVBLURPVLUR’ changed me as a person
shoutout to ‘🎶we’re going on a trip my enderman friend, we’re going to the end, me and my enderman friend :D🎶’ my little parody song writer <3
idk why dream was so quotable but big love for him saying ‘i’m not a communist it’s not OUR food :/ sharing is caring but i don’t CARE >:(‘
george hitting an mlg horse on dream n them joking about how dream experienced what the horse in manhunt experienced n how much his back hurt was. JDJSJDJDJ
when they did risky horse parkour as part of their ‘victory lap’ and george told dream ‘i want you to get the last hit 🥺’ only for horse!dream to DIE trying and george stared in disbelief before killing the dragon w one axe hit….. a masterpiece. 15/10
minecraft, but my friend is an axolotl:
im sorry but george using facecam in this video really boosts the experience. they r getting SO many points for this alone
dream popping up going AHHH :D is SO cute but george thinking dream was green is fucking HILARIOUS. the fact that he didn’t even KNOW throughout the whole editing process because he BEGGED dream to edit it but he said no. so neither of them knew until the video was posted
dream finding other axolotls and going my brothers 🥺 my sisters 🥺 my uncle 🥺 why does he always find his uncle. why is he so cute
‘you’ll never find me >:) [gets found instantly] STOP :(‘ hits so hard
‘you need to Protect me :)’ completely destroyed me :( im trying so hard not to quote the whole video. im very in love w this video
every time they found a glow squid…. dream’s excitement…. him not wanting to kill it at first…. ‘it INKED 🥺’
dream’s whole ‘omg there’s DIAMONDS… oh nvm that’s not diamonds. it’s the glow thingy. There’s Iron!! there’s a creeper. get the creeper. i need food. im on one heart. i need food!!’ journey that led to george calling him Bad and him saying Take It Back :( was everything to me
the clown music playing. them finding actual diamonds and dream falling into the water and getting attacked and crying for george to save him as he escaped into a tiny Hole was so incredibly BABY :( why was he so baby this whole video :( everything he said was chock full of 🥺🥺🥺
him finding out he could only eat fish and not meat :( him going no 🥺 yeah 🥺 yum 🥺
his silly AXOLOTL SONG :( followed by him taking damage from lack of water n them SCREAMING DJDJS every time george scolded him for hitting mobs and had to save him and dream was all thank you… THANK YOU :( please why did i think it was a good idea to watch this. why is it so endearing
george nagging dream to be careful in the fortress as he went ‘im exploring! im exploring! :D HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO’
dream being a silly little navigator who very clearly didn’t know where he was going as george complained n he insisted repeatedly that george follow him…. <3333
‘look just tell me that i’m good :( tell me i did a good job :(‘ —> them going back to the overworld n him saying ‘just give it to me raw’ —> ‘what’d you say you said u were gonna say something :/‘ ‘you… you did good dream’ ‘yay :D’ i am on the floor. please i cannot take this anymore
dream going im stuck in a pool 😔 and george teasing him about needing help before saving him… them racing w george in a boat and dream swimming as an axolotl…
dream punching him into the end and being so excited to beat the game only for the video to end super abruptly because dream fell 😍 JDJSJDJ 48283828372737/10
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