C!Georgebur was the OG c!tntduo duo.
C!Georgebur was the OG c!tntduo duo.
SCHLATT SAID FUNDY WAS LIKE A SON TO HIM??? AND THAT MADE WILBUR MAD??
the different methods c!dream used to kill c!vikkstar and c!lazerbeam are reminiscent of other ways characters have canonically died (or almost died)
I'm not up to date on DSMP lore but I want c!Tommy to be the one to blow up Las Nevadas if it comes to it.
Picture, c!Wilbur, fully intent on taking everyone down with him, knocking a life off for those still with multiple (hc that once you're revived you've only got one life and once you lose it you have to be revived again) when c!Tommy gets in the way, having already made sure that everyone's safely out of the blast zone, hits the button taking c!Wilbur down with him. I don't know I just think it'd be a nice touch on c!Wilbur's whole "You're exactly like me" tactics he's used on Tommy.
I heard there was a special place...
Had an idea on Nov 6th I’ve waited ‘till now to express. You know how the UK has Bonfire Night? What if the Dream SMP had something similar for Nov 16th?
(Quick backstory for non-Brits.) Basically, about four hundred years ago, this man named Guy Fawkes and his crew planned to blow up the Houses of Parliament because they were Catholic and wanted to replace the Protestant king with a Catholic ruler. They rented a cellar beneath Parliament and filled it with barrels of gunpowder, and it was only because of an anonymous tip that the palace guards found him in time to stop the plot. People were encouraged to light bonfires to celebrate the King avoiding assassination, and the tradition was born. Fireworks got involved about fifty years later, and twenty after that, people would dress a strawman as Guy Fawkes, parade him around a bit, then chuck him on a bonfire.
Nowadays it’s an excuse to have a party and watch some pretty explosions, but it began as a ‘celebration of democracy’ and the survival of the sovereignty of the nation. I propose that the people of L’Manberg would adopt a similar tradition. After all, there was a lot of contentious stuff that happened that day politically (wins and losses on both sides), and a nation really did go bang. The first anniversary of that monumental day rolls around and someone sneaks over to the valley of L’Manberg to rig some fireworks on the bridge. People start lighting bonfires and burning strawmen with curly horns on their heads. Perhaps the colour of the fireworks you set off indicates your old-timey political affiliation. Perhaps people gather in groups and throw bang snaps at the prison walls. Perhaps people bake pine biscuits over open fires to celebrate.
The actual figures that were present that day probably hate it. But I don’t think Guy Fawkes is too happy we celebrate the failure of his plot yearly.
1 year ago today, a country was brought to its knees at the hands of a traitor, a man behind a mask, and an anarchist.
(Clip credits to LovelyBagel on YouTube, they have an entire video with all the reactions to the explosion)
Disclaimer: This is a minecraft role play and should be treated as such, don't make 8t more than what it is😐
I love quackity so much, he makes the most weirdest and obscure jokes in the middle of nowhere; unprompted and unneeded. And that makes it all the most funnier in times where chaos is happening.
I’m bored and don’t know how tumblr works.
Anyway here is how long each L’Manberg (vice)presidency lasted👍
Wilbur: July 29 2020 to September 22 2020 (55 days)
Schlatt: September 22 2020 to November 16 2020 (55 days)
Tubbo: November 16 2020 to January 6 2021 (51 days)
Tommy: July 29 2020 to September 22 2020 (55 days) + November 16 2020 to December 3 2020 (17 days) wich adds up to a total of 67 days as Vice President.
Quackity: September 22 2020 to November 16 2020 (55 days) + December 3 2020 to January 6 (34 days) wich adds up to a total of 89 days as Vice President.
I could also do how long each cabinet member held each title but that would take ages and I’m kinda tired.
You’ll understand when you’re older by LoveJoy but it’s a reflection of the manburgh times in Wilburs POV (specifically about Quackity and Schlatt’s relationship. TNT shippers have at it.
verse tag dump
⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; EARLY DAYS. || ✧ –––– I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; DISC SAGA. || ✧ –––– I THINK IT’S ONE OF THE MOST REWARDING THINGS. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; L’MANBURG INDEPENDANCE WAR. || ✧ –––– IT'S OUR RESISTANCE ; YOU CAN'T RESIST US. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; L’MANBURG ELECTION. || ✧ –––– A PRETTY BIG AND NOT BLOWN UP L'MANBERG. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; MANBURG REBELLION. || ✧ –––– WELL ; THIS PLACE IS REAL ; WE NEEDN'T FRET. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; POGTOPIA. || ✧ –––– A VICTORY FOR ALL UNDER DEMOCRACY.. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; EXILE. || ✧ –––– I SHOULD MOVE TO A BRAND NEW CITY AND TEACH MYSELF HOW TO DIE. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; EMPOWERMENT. || ✧ –––– LET'S MAKE WILBUR PROUD. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; IMPRISONED WITH DREAM. || ✧ –––– I SEE AN INSECURE ; SAD LITTLE MAN. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; PURGATORY. || ✧ –––– I KNOW I'M HERE, BUT I STILL FEEL DEAD. ⌈ 💿 ⌉ V ; UNSPECIFIED. || ✧ –––– YEAH ; BYE BYE ; BITCH.
Oh boy! Can't wait for the festival in Manburg that will help relieve the tension between Schlatt and the citizens! I sure hope nothing bad happens!
By Talos this can't be happening
I could analyse Niki’s birthday party and Wilbur and Quackity’s interactions forever
Like I thought it was kind of abrupt the way that Wilbur went from flirting with Q to literally running to the button room and Quackity trying to carefully talk him down from pushing it
But I think that Wilbur felt the first positive emotion in weeks at that party with Quackity besides his idealization of Manburg and Schlatt’s destruction that is
When he felt that genuine connection and love and pleasure, he tied it to the other positive emotion he had and that drove him to want to achieve that euphoria of pressing the button
Something I like in the dsmp is that Schlatt didn’t die a dramatic death from battle but rather from physical weakness
His death wasn’t some dramatic show with swords and axes and shields and long monologues
It was built up slowly over many days, so slow most didn’t even notice his decline, and then it all came to a screeching hault
He died weak with silent mutterings of his protein shake tasting off and his muscles hurting as he has a simple heart attack
It took this man who seemed to be a powerful dictator and unreachable villain (that some still portray that way) and stripped him away to nothing but a weak human man that slowly torn himself apart piece by piece through alcohol abuse and physical illness
One thing I will always love about George is that throughout the entire dsmp storyline he is just unaffected and uncaring of literally everything around him or he will purposefully try to start drama
Like when Schlatt was elected as president and the whole time he kept pointing his drawn crossbow at Fundy and yelling plus while he was technically a part of the cabinet, he didn’t care very much and would regularly disappear for days on end
Or during literally every major event where he is either just missing or stands around looking bored even when bad things are happening
Like him sleeping through the festival or making his house during the Manburg War or literally not caring when Foolish was executed during the Red Banquet and then Ant was swiftly cut down after
And another part of his character is his deep connection with Dream. He said many times that he trusted him and knew Dream would defend him and protect him
At least until Techno killed George while he was king and Dream decided to make Eret king again to protect him from another assassination. George was so upset and essentially cut ties with him so it’s so sad that he still stands outside of the prison and mistakes a god for his Dream
He misses the person Dream used to be in the beginning and how much they depended on each other
And I genuinely think that George cutting ties is one of the biggest reasons that Dream finally went over the deep end bc he was so loyal to George as his trusted knight and he lost that in one fell swoop
Horned version for the “Fall of Manburg” post
Okay so let’s say for a moment Dadschlatt is canon
That would mean that he killed his son BUT he wouldn’t have had any idea bc can you imagine that he had Tubbo a long time ago and couldn’t take care of him so he left him in a box on a random doorstep that just so happened to be Philza’s house
That way it fits in with the actual canon that Tubbo was found in a box by Philza as an infant
It makes every single moment with Schlatt and Tubbo, the good and the bad hit a little different, bc Schlatt wouldn’t have had any idea that that was his son that was all grown up
Maybe that could be why he and Schlatt started to work so well together even without knowing and Schlatt genuinely began trusting him
Tubbo’s execution also is just so much sadder bc Schlatt would unknowingly have had Techno kill his child
Hi! I know you started school too recently so get to this whenever you feel like it, don’t stress urself, but can we get a scenario where schlatt ends up actually ends up fighting karlnapitys child? Ur writing is so good and u get the characters vibes so well!
𝑊𝑎𝑟 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠//𝐾𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑦𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑
Masterlist // child reader
Schlatt x reader !p !child reader
Warnings: death, swearing
“So this is where we’ve come to!” A dark maniacal laugh slipped through their mouth.
“Guess so rug rat.”
“All of this for revenge? You made me wish I wasn’t even fucking born, but I’ve heard you had the same effect on others.” The words spat venomously, leaving a sting right where it hurt.
“Fuck you” “Well you tried that on my dad, didn’t work so well now did it?”
I felt myself crumbling underneath schlatts rule, the country around me slowly falling apart. I looked around the devastating area, people closing and boarding off shops to protect themselves.
Papa once told me of the beautiful country I once grew up in.. Dandelion fields racing across acres of land, gentle streams passing through and underneath the prime path. Blue red and yellow banners hanging from every window.
I always wondered how such a cruel and hatred came to power here, torturing my father to death. I always see it every time he comes home, looking more and more tired attempting to hide the pain in his eyes.
I’m guessing he attempts to hide everything from me, giving his all to raise me in a perfect bubble of a world.
That didn’t work out so well..
Every time I pass on through, stepping into that grey White House, I feel a certain dread come over me. The need to make my livings worth, even so at a young age.
People sitting at desks started to yell, others crowding up as small slaps and whimpers could be heard.
A shiver ran down my spine, racing up the stairs trying to calm myself. Once I reached twords the top of the tower like structure, I quietly slipped in during the meeting. The cabinet sat around the wooden table, discussing things that I’ll never learn to understand.
Who would anyways?
I smiled as I saw Papa and uncle dream sitting near each other, a little security in a land of torture and tearany. Uncle dreams never been the kindest, he was supposedly different before the first war.
It seemed like years since then, a constant battle between nations and never a second to sigh. Stories have been told of the scars from before, a terrible or great time I may never be able to tell.
I ignored the shouting coming from those who sat at the round table, running over to schlatts office. I snuck in, pick pocketing the small lock in the drawer as my heart raced.
My hands shook as the bobby pin I held jingled, constantly checking the door. I tried to pace things up, hearing the shouting die down. I finally got the lock unhinged.
I scurried through, making sure what I was looking for was perfectly in place. I raised a brow, heating up as it was missing. Looking for the small object, making sure to check every little corner.
“Its not there..” “It’s not fucking here!”
I cried, continuously repeating underneath my breath. I pulled my hair, the feeling as if it were about to just rip off of my head.
My head shot up as the door handle shook, eyes widening once the ram hybrid stood in the room. Some would say my heart physically stopped for a second, freezing up at the sight of him.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?!”
I held my hands up above my head, slowly backing up as I looked around for an escape plan. “Don’t make me ask again kid, tell me what your doing in my office.”
My voice shook, barley getting the sentence out. “Sir what’s the issue here?” Papa squeezed through into the room, stopping in his tracks as he saw me with my hands up high.
“Mi amor que hiciste..” He rubbed his temples, stress and fear overcoming him. I had nothing to show for myself, just the Bobby pin I used to break in.
Schlatt carefully treaded closer to me.. Grabbing the collar of my shirt, causing my breath to hitch.
“I’m giving you three seconds to answer me. What the fuck are you doing in my office, and what did you take.”
“N-nothing sir. I didn’t take a-anything.”
I squealed, whimpering in pain as I felt a harsh slap on my cheek. I felt tears brimming my eyes, hurt and the urge to run to me in papas eyes.
“I don’t fucking like liars.”
He let go, grabbing the tequila bottle from his desk, swinging a sip. The second he left the room, I collapsed into my fathers arms small sobs admitting from my body.
“I’ve got you, don’t worry.. We’ll have a better life one day”
I stood on top of the grassy hill, looking out as everyone fought down below. Yet the man they all wanted was in my arms, standing right in front of me as I held my crossbow up.
“Your dad has always been a worthless flatty patty, just like you.” He laughed flipping around a sharp dagger. I stood my ground, forcing myself to look into his cynical eyes.
He made me sick, everything I hated was stuck within him. All I’ve ever doubted in myself, the childhood I’ve been stripped of. It’s all this mans fault, and here I am taking it back.
“Give me the damn ring schlatt! I won’t fucking ask again, I’ll shoot you in the damn heart.”
He laughed, looking straight up in the air. I shook as the dagger flipped flawlessly in the air, right back where it started in his hand. The gold band, itched with burnt flames shining on his finger.
Today of all days.
“How dare you wear my fathers ring, after you stripped it off his hands. He found someone to love, unlike you!”
I cried, shouting out to the terrible man. I leaned the tipped arrow back, a clean shit right to his heart.
I focused on the ring, watching as it glimmered in the light. The small engraving of my dads initials, all together creating a perfect symphony.
Yet what I didn’t notice until the sharp pain flew through into my abdomen. Blood poured through, staining my clothing. I smiled, feeling my weight get the better of me.
My head soon hit the ground, the grass underneath me. A dandelion in my last line of sight, the small band carefully being placed in my palm as my body floated away.
𝐘/𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐉𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭
Too much death recently, I’ll make time for fluff laterrrr. now cry fuckers LMFAO. Listening to the hamilton soundtrack, that explains the angst tbh.
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One thing that I’ve started thinking of recently, is how vandalism looks like in the Dream SMP
And no, I do not mean like Quackity putting in an ugly photoshopped photo of someone in front of their house, or Tommy tearing down pride flags.
No, I mean in universe vandalism of the citizens.
As some of my followers may know, I made a bunch of the Dream SMP citizen memes, because it was fun, and it all gave me a bit of insight.
So what’s the vandalism like in this universe? What do the punk kids draw on the walls of the Dream SMP?
I can imagine during the L’Manburg war of independence that there were a bunch of people drawing their flag in the Dream SMP, to show their support. There also must have been quite a few “YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SUCK IT GREEN BOY”‘s after they gained their independence.
The election must have been a mess, so many “POG2020” and “SWAG2029” everywhere, I feel bad for poor c!graffiti remover guy during that. Must have been even worse during Schlatt’s reign, just a bunch of “SUPPORT POGTOPIA”’s and “NOT MY L’MANBURG”’s everywhere, but of course it also goes the other way with “WE DON’T TAKE L’S”.
I feel like I’m just going over events here, but you know whatever.
“BRING BACK THE VICE” and “TOMMY DID NOTHING WRONG” must have been everywhere during his exile.
But then came the dark era of the vandalism. The era of the nations.
Poor c!graffiti remover guy was just going through it while removing all the propaganda set up by not only the citizens, but the fucking leaders of the nations as well.
Also, I can imagine a bunch of edgy kids drawing Dream’s Smile to seem cool, like how people draw that n*zi symbol here in real life.
Oh god all the graffiti that Wilbur’s return sparked Jesus Christ someone give c!Graffiti remover guy a break-