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lalalalupia · 2 years
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Two rivals playing hang man in the prison, one tortured and one a English major.
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rue-the-dayy · 2 months
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ladyddanger · 7 months
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thinking about the events of the dsmp hundreds of years later being just a bunch of stories.
In a village nestled between tall pines children play Manberg Vs Pogtopia, the names of nations and reasons for war long forgotten as they hit each other with sticks and tackle their friends to warm summer grass.
When their mothers tuck them in that night they tell them stories of a snowy wasteland, so ancient it still holds the scars of long wars forgotten. They tell them of the wasteland’s inhabitant, the greatest warrior this world has ever seen. His name is lost to history but warriors still pray to him on the eve of battle and tie ravens feathers in their hair in his honor.
If the children misbehaved that day their mothers tell them a different story, one of a masked man who steals bad children and drowns them in the sea.
There’s a crater a few miles east of the village in the middle of the marshlands up by a glittering ocean. The crater is so deep that you can throw rocks off the edge and never hear them hit the bottom. Legend says that once upon a time the goddess of death had a son who walked this earth and when he died in her rage and grief she tore into the city that once stood there with her bare hands and ripped it from the earth leaving nothing but a crater behind.
On long sunny evenings in the inns that dot the coastline bards tell stories of a cursed city of gold and glass buried in the heart of a desert where it snows. They whisper the city is full of riches but nobody who looks for it ever comes back.
On stormy nights the Bards tell a different story, a story of a town that sits over a slumbering god. Strange things happen there. Red vines sport up over night. If you listen closely, the people say you can hear them talk. Everyone there has red eyes and cold cold hands.
If you start at dawn and ride in the opposite direction of the carter you can reach the vault before nightfall. The locals claim it used to hold a faceless god guarded by a king but time has weathered the vault’s defenses and the towns children dare each other inside its walls, running though the tight passages.
An old fairytale says if you follow a small barely visible path from the doors of a vault beyond you’ll reach a forest full of trees so overgrown they block the sun. The fairytale says if you walk to the heart of the forrest there’s a prince sleeping there, nestled in the flowers and weeds. The fairytale says his true love and his knights are long dead. The fairytale says he dreams the whole world in existence. The fairytale says a lot of things but nobody really believes it.
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polinamory · 6 days
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Pandora's Vault, but all the visitors except Quackity are Dream's hallucinations. Pandora's vault, but Dream talks to Sapnap and George for hours, and then finds himself in an empty cell. Pandora's Vault, but Dream throws buttons torn from his shirt at Quackity every time he comes to him to make sure that he is real. Pandora's Vault, but Sam hears Dream arguing with himself for hours, sometimes loudly shouting Tommy's name. Pandora's Vault, but Dream is petting a nonexistent cat, not understanding why Sam is looking at him so worriedly. Pandora's Vault, but hallucination faces are getting more and more blurred because he can't remember exactly what his friends looked like. Pandora's Vault, but Punz's voice is the only reason he continues to survive in this hell 💥💥💥💥💥
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bleue-flora · 5 months
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“There are some snakes that just bite. Pure evil. But they weren’t always that way. You made them that way by treating them like that’s what they always were.” — Dream —
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After, I don’t know how many hours, I would like to present what post-prison c!Dream basically looks like in my mind.
things you may not have noticed:
- His hair is cc!Dream’s color with grey roots from malnutrition, white streaks from the revive book testing, and a red tinge because the blood from months of torture dyed his hair due to only having hot water to clean it and the malnutrition making his hair more porous.
- The mask is literally the smile from his profile and the green is the same shade as his Minecraft skin.
- His armor and weapon colors are also actually taken from Minecraft enchanted netherite.
- His armor is a bit mismatched and ragged because this is not his nice shiny Nightmare gear, but the no doubt less OP and more hastily thrown together set after prison.
- You may notice he has a more almost feminine frame. This is because given his frequent twerking I imagine he was rather curvy before being starved in prison.
{things you can’t see but in my mind are there: his eyes are of course green behind the mask and I was going to put one of his dead parrot’s feathers in his hair but it didn’t look right, so just imagine it’s there.}
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iced-sweet-dt · 1 month
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The MCYT build contest discourse currently.
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nekioe · 4 months
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Boy in a box
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gorlicberd · 10 months
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idk how this app works but LOOK C!RIVALSDUO ANGST WAHOO
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b6d11f · 3 years
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but tonight he is alive and in the north field
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theminecraftbox · 1 month
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I hope that everyone is preparing for the three year tortureversary in five days.
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lalalalupia · 2 years
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I drawn this a while ago for Where lie strangling fruit fic that belongs to @theminesbecraftin
I hope they see it 😭 I am going to reread it again now. C!sam is just👁👄👁 (speechless just full chocked.)
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dr3amofagame · 7 months
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pandora is a beautiful name for a baby girl
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sumwan · 4 months
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Currently rewriting Pandora's Vault's wiki page, but this (old) part of the page will never stop being funny:
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The fact that they're listing c!Dream's "crimes" as the reason for his imprisonment when it was only the revival book that made the server decide to lock him up. The fact that c!Dream self-harming in lava is stated as him "trying to escape". The fact that the torture or any of the other human rights violations are not mentioned at all. It's only four sentences and there's so much wrong here, it's hilarious.
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elmhat · 5 months
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// dsmp rp
How to make a hell into a home:
Secure the perimeter. Seal off old exits and conceal the new ones. No one should see you enter or leave, but that's not a problem if you never leave.
Evict the current resident. It's a transaction: an eye for an eye, an eye for a year. A year for a fortress. You've won the trade. He won't talk.
Don't go back to your old room. It's empty now, but sometimes it doesn't feel that way.
Ignore the mining fatigue. It's easy to get used to it again, given time. To encourage this endurance, never travel more than ten minutes outside the bounds of its effects. Endurance builds strength.
Look elsewhere for food. Potatoes are inefficient; try golden apples instead. Magic is a valuable substitute for nutrition.
Dispose of the gifts that get left by the front door. They seem to be coming from the mansion nearby, little baskets of breads and cheeses and bandages. It could be poisoned. Throw it into the sea, and make sure he sees you doing it.
Don't go back to your old room.
Decorate. A bed, some chests, armor. Weapons. No need to remove the stalactites; most of the building is redundant. Plants look nice.
Did you ever leave your old room?
Quackity, Las Nevadas, Purpled, Quackity. George. Quackity, Quackity, Quackity.
Get out. (Quackity.)
Fail.
Run.
Don't leave. Quackity will see if you leave. Quackity will come. Everything you need is in here; it will become your world. The outside isn't dangerous if there is no outside.
Go back to your old room. You think you've always known that it's where you have to die.
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bleue-flora · 7 days
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Ok, I recently wrote an essay [here] talking about the definition and duties of civil engineering as well as the ethics because of the brain rot @swordfright gave me with calling Dream Sam’s ultimate engineering project. So, because I actually am a civil engineer I took it upon myself to design the title and summary of quantities sheets just like I do at work for roads but with Dream as the project instead. And in honor of angst day sponsored by @sixteenth-day-event, I figured I’d share it because I feel like it kinda works for the prison of the mind prompt.
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“Sam’s “ultimate engineering project” he deemed too damaged like a bumpy road or crumbling building that wasn’t worthy of patching and filling in the cracks or reinforcing, that’s too eroded to be fixed and preserved. So, Sam strived to tear him down to the bedrock so he could remake, remold, and reengineer Dream according to his design for the common safety, public health and well-fair.”
{These are very similar to the actual sheets I make day to day, which I shall not share for the sake of doxing my location, but yea pretty much everything has a significance. Some of it doesn’t necessarily make sense but that was because I was more so taking inventory of what we see in lore (so you know I counted ;) lol)}
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betweenlands · 1 month
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how we should be naming our minecraft builds, a helpful guide by Cait Machina
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