c!sapnap def feels guilty abt the whole “hey karl you should die in this scenario”
c!sapnap def feels guilty abt the whole “hey karl you should die in this scenario”
bitches be like “ugh there’s been no consistent lore for the past few months i wish i had some dsmp content to sustain me” and then not watch any of the season 1 and 2 streams they weren’t there for and haven’t seen in full it’s me im bitches
the c!wilbur smoking hc is not inherently demonizing unless u actively make it so
i just remembered that old clip of tubbo chasing tommy and tommy places glass behind him bedwars style and tubbo runs into it like a bird
oh yeah and since i'm posting drawings i made, here's a l'manberg flag
hi yes i'm a chaotic dumbass and i do videos like this:
ive been in the fucking dsmp fandom for a year now. my first stream i ever watched was tommy and tubbo the day before the l'manberg elections. TOOB was the funniest shit i ever saw
New L'Manberg was an interesting thing don't you think? People tend to act like it was almost the same as L'Manberg but if we think about it... New L'Manberg took much more from Manberg than it did from L'Manberg.
For example one of the most iconic rule of the original L'Manburg was the only European are allowed to join. We saw it in work when c!Wilbur didn't allow c!Quackity or c!Sapnap to join. It was broken when c!Schlatt got into power and ever since it was never used. Then there were the walls. Once seen as something good, something that c!Wilbur was sad over when it was destroyed, became inconvenience (they never tried to rebuild the walls didn't they? ) and later a threat thanks to c!Dream. Both of those made the country much more open something that felt natural with Tubbo being the leader trying his best to keep the peace. Then there are the negative things that New L'Manberg got from it's predecessor. C!Schlatt was first to go for exile as well as execution. I'm pretty sure any of those were never used in original L'Manburg.
Now... How much of the original L'Manburg was there in the New L'Manberg really?
he is the only boy ever
RISE FOR THE MOTHERFUCKIGN ANTHEM BOYS. I BETTER NOT SEE A SINGLE ONE OF YOU SITTING DOWN RIGHT NOW. o7
I just saw the coldest take ever and I'm gonna go on a rant about it
"I don't understand what people ever saw in c! karlnapity. they got engaged and did nothing with it and expected us to feel sad when they broke it off"
ok. OKAY. let's break this down, huh?
1. "what did people ever see in c! karlnapity?"
what I saw in c karlnapity and what I STILL see, is three people all going through things but still finding the time to love each other and care for each other through it. I see three people who found each other at the right time. I see HEALTHY PORTRAYAL OF A POLYAMROUS RELATIONSHIP IN MEDIA. LET ALONE A GAY POLY RELATIONSHIP.
2. "they got engaged and did nothing with it..."
c karl and c sapnap fell in love from day 1 , they almost immediately got engaged because of how infatuated they were with each other. built a honeymoon spot, did everything together. they followed each other through thick and thin. then comes in c quackity. he found karl and fell for him quick. he remarked multiple times how he was upset that karl and sapnap were getting married, even directly said once to tommy and tubbo, "I wanna go to war with karl for marrying sapnap". he was jealous. then comes the day they all decide to get engaged. c sapnap becomes upset because c karl is flirting with c quackity, and c karlnap are already engaged at this time. well, they have a little argument, and c quackity and c sapnap decide to get "revenge" on c karl by being with each other. they both realise "hey we still really love karl though :(" and that's when the discussion of a poly relationship happens. they agree, and they talk about inviting people to the wedding. they spend the rest of the night hanging out with each other, now newly engaged.
and what this particular person seems to think is that it stops there BUT IT DOESNT! IT REALLY DOESN'T! don't forget they go on to create mexican lmanberg/el rapids together as partners (during this time every stream they would have cute little moments) , sapnap protecting quackity during doomsday (quackity calling out "sapnap hold me!"), karl protecting quackity from the egg by giving him warnings, c karlnap + c george planning to invite c quackity to kinoko, c quackity making FUCKING CASINOS for them, c quackity making another eiffel tower like karlnaps honeymoon spot, quackity making a place for weddings and when touring people that section of las Nevada's saying "for if you want to get married to any significant others" PLURAL. BECAUSE HE'S THINKING OF TWO PEOPLE. PERSONAL ANTICDOTES, and much much more that I could go on about.
3. "and expected us to feel sad when they broke it off."
read above, they did not do nothing with it, there was plenty of reason to feel sad with all they had been through together.
AND ALSO. THEY HAVE NEVER OFFICIALLY BROKEN IT OFF!!!! NOT ONCE HAVE THEY EVER SAID THAT!!!!!! ARE WE IGNORING THAT C QUACKITY DIDN'T TELL THEM WHERE HE WAS GOING? ARE WE IGNORING THAT C GEORGE IS THE ONLY ONE THAT KNOWS AND HE HASN'T EVEN TOLD C KARLNAP? ARE WE FORGETTING THAT C KARL WAS GONNA TELL HIM ABOUT KINOKO BUT MEMORY ISSUES AND NOT KNOWING WHERE HE'S AT GOT IN THE WAY? ARE WE FORGETTING C SAPNAP IS CURRENTLY LOOKING FOR C QUACKITY? THEY ARE LITERALLY JUST HAVING COMMUNICATION ISSUES.
you can dislike them all you want but don't say shit like this because it makes you sound dumb as fuck. smiley face.
also, stop posting c! karlnapity neg and using the karlnapity tag. I don't want to see that shit. thank u 4 ur time everyone : )
enemy, by p.
— piece i wrote from tommy’s perspective. it’s very reflective and quite long but it’s worth it i promise.
— DREAM SMP SPOLIERS: stuff is from ages ago but still thought i’d put it here
through the forces of nature and by the stars in the sky, i became in this world. imperious and insistent, i was my biggest hero. a spark that perhaps one day would prove to be more than just a little flame.
and prove, i did. rowdy, and possibly overbearing, i did more than just flicker and lick. i imposed, and from a toddler grew a boy three times as big, and stronger than i had ever thought.
but my strength was not literal. not physical muscle that bulges, or arms that could lift the floor to the ceiling. i had always believed my strength lay within. where my mind had unlimited capacities. my moral compass. it was a power that i had yet to fully comprehend.
i don’t think about power anymore, not like i used to.
it was a weapon. one handed to me by my predecessor. the person who promised me the world and more. through endurance and worship, instilled within the land that would turn to be his greatest symphony.
i, of course, followed him. because he promised me the world and more. and because he was all that i could have ever hoped to be.
and from the very dirt of the ground, we transformed his song from script to life. it was fresh water. a new beginning. but with all creation comes consequences. and even being surrounded by the moat of fresh water was not enough to prevent the enemy from closing in. the bridge collapsed and the walls caved in.
the air is different now. it’s murky and damp, no sun to dry the water that has spilled everywhere. i remember a time when life was easy. when it was lively and free of any clouds. but that was another world, another life. one not riddled with ambition and greed. one where him and i were best friends. the one before.
but power, the weapon, revelled deep within him. and soon nothing mattered more than the coda of his symphony. not me, nor him.
him, much like all else, fell victim to the forces stronger than him. he left us, for someplace else, and his body, too, left soon after.
it hurt to see him waste away, dwindling slowly. but this world was not a place for him. he took his l’manberg and himself with it, to a place of peace where he could live in his nation with no tyrannical opposition.
it’s burnt and it’s broken, and it’s all gone. it hurts to look at it, the deep whole in the ground. but sometimes i feel a tug in my heart which i cannot help. and if i travel far enough, deep enough into my l’manberg i can see the very place in which he said goodbye.
he died right in the middle of it, so he could always be with his l’manberg. it was his greatest symphony and his biggest adversary. his l’manberg was his greatest enemy.
he was the king in the big man’s game. surrounded by pawns, he held the prize. he was the strongest piece but the weakest point in the game. and terror after terror, it seemed as though dream knew all along, that wilbur was his own greatest enemy.
it hurt to admit he was bleeding. he became my gasoline, the fuel to my flare. i grew from a flame to a forest fire under his wing, and it burned to see him scald from the heat until he was nothing but a pile of ashes on the ground which he built on.
but it hurt more to know his nemesis would drive the axe right through his skull when he was already three feet under.
i haven’t felt a spark since he left. what we had spent so long fighting for was nothing more than a memory. but instead of having him with me, i had to fight the tyranny of the ambitious opponent myself. dream, who stole everything that i had ever held dear. both my l’manberg and my best friend, he had become my greatest enemy.
even after wilbur had died, and l’manberg had perished, i still had to deal with the man and his looming presence. and after many sleepless nights i had learned that even after the big man would die, he would still be here. he was truly transcendent. and it wasn’t until he had taken wilbur and seized the mind of my own, that i had realised this. he would always be here.
because you’re never truly rid of the enemy. the way his hands force and fold you until you’re nothing more than a puppet on a string. a little pawn along his chess board.
but the worst part was, that there was never really force in his actions. just the word, the malicious word, that made me fall to my knees in a mess of limbs by his command. just a guileless little boy who’s flame had sunk in the depths of his own water, one who believed in whatever people would tell him.
maybe my greatest enemy was me all along.
fuck it imma make my own lmantooz
On this day last year, Wilbur and Tommy lost the election and got exiled.