They all were contaminated by the corruption in that first battle. Not only killing their original dragons but sending them into an alternate world where they continuously âgo to schoolâ in an empty academy. Almost like a dream state.
They can only really interact with each other and wander the endless halls. Occasionally, perhaps someone from the outside, tries to send them a message. Sending a book through to a place they swear they had checked before.
But it has to be worded carefully; like a story. If the corruption senses that something is trying wake them up, it lashes out. The corrupted rituals poking at the edges of the made up reality.
My first post for QSMP2!! Iâm mainly watching from Tinaâs perspective at the moment and I wanna say I donât think that âCucuruchoâ is Cucurucho.
Like I know itâs somewhat cannon that Cucurucho can be cloned a million different times and still be the same hive mind entity. But whoever this new one is⌠he has something in him that federation did not program. This guy is haunted as hell.
My going theory is that when the first island was destroyed, the federation lost all their dna samples and projects in the process. They had enough to make a new island but not necessarily a new Cucurucho, or at least not in the same way. They had to add things that werenât there for the original and itâs causing the DNA to split, mutate, and haunt the whole goddamn island.
Maybe even, while the original Cucurucho died, the darker one survived through supernatural means and thatâs what made up for lost DNA.
Starting yet another play through of Stardew Valley and the day after I meet the wizard for the first time, the green rain event happens.
Like, all the NPCâs freaking out over this unnatural disaster and my little pixel self, âDamn, I took a swig of this green stuff yesterday. This might be my bad folks.â
Thinking of Hermitcraft Season 11 Joel being the future version of the Mezalean King. Driven mad manic by the loss of his friends and his kingdom, heâs reinvented himself, trying to avoid the same fate.
Now he resides in a new land, using a combination of the remains of his colourful kingdom, the magic of the old world, and bright pink buildings near the sea to call out to his ocean goddess wife.
After going through the episode 7 experience from Shubbleâs pov, it feels like a horror movie. Like youâre yelling at the screen for the character to run.
In my head, the âhappy endingâ is Shelby and Drift running before the battle starts; hunkering down somewhere until they can leave. Then the two of them travel the world looking for other paranormal phenomenon. Maybe for Shelbyâs book, maybe to bring Avid back once moreâŚ
VampireSMP rambles, because reading into the interactions of block people is fun.
(Granted, Iâm a Shubble main and have watched mainly her POV with a few of Scottâs)
The reason the townspeople are so afraid and defensive against the vampires is because the life of vampirism isnât as repulsive as theyâd like it to be. This is the town of misfits and outcasts who hoped to find a different life within Oakhurst. All of them were seeking something different and they found it.
The worst part of the discovery of vampires is that itâs tempting. By eliminating the threat theyâre also getting rid of that small part of their brain that seeks the benefits of power. Itâs not about fearing the unknown, itâs about fearing the part of this that is painfully familiar and desirable.
Headcannon that when the square hole got cracked open in this edition update, it was no longer contained. Thus it infected the lighthouse, killing Ren and went after Pearl for being nearby when it fell apart.
PastLife!Mumbo as a ghost who possesses the current players to convince them to join him in the afterlife.
PastLife!Grian seeing Mumbo in other people because no matter how many times they play this game, it isnât right unless theyâre all there.
PastLife!Grian using his influence as a Watcher to try and bring Mumbo into the games, but unable to fully do it. He thinks he failed until glimpses of him start coming through in people that arenât him.
Passing by a for sale sign in my neighborhood while walking with my dad. It had a little picture up top of the realtor team and I say, âIâd trust them to sell me a house.â
My dad, not looking up from his phone as always, scoffs. âItâs a realtor not a they.â
I sarcastically look up at the picture again, âI donât know, I think it applies in the case considering its 6 realtors and two of them are dogsâ
(The photo had what I assume to be one of the realtorâs two labs in the photo, thatâs why I joked about choosing them to sell me a house.)
Havenât posted QSMP rambles for a while and might not after this but thereâs something to be said about a tragic endingâŚ
The ghosts of the island roam through a land that was never there to begin with. How everything went wrong, they will endlessly search for answers. Driven to grief, many parents lose their place without any way back.
How cruel was it of the federation to let me them live a normal life, only to drag everyone back to where it all began. To get them attached to children they could never truly protect.
Think about it- the hope in the beginning, slightly confused but unmarred by the treachery of the islands.
But now itâs over- it has been for a while.
Maybe it was over when they were sent to purgatory, maybe that was supposed to be the end but the islanders clung to life like roaches in the apocalypse.
Jaiden and Max are dead, so is Dan and Spreen for that matter too. The latter two didnât even survive for that long anyways.
Bad and Foolish are forever wandering with the loss of their children- unable to end their immortal souls.
Fit and Philza have moved on- spurred my greater purposes that condemn them from making fallible connections. They are warriors, not fathers.
Tubbo works in a fugue state- barely even noticing when the Bunnyâs or even Cucurucho stop visiting. Only the hum of machines keeping him company on an island that was once filled with family.
Slimecicle, without anyone left to stop him, let himself give into the code. He never was given the chance to heal from his daughterâs death, not with the twisted spirit in her image prodding at his grief.
Cellbit, well that remains a bit of a mystery. His sanity in tatters and his son gone- his husband so different from the person he fell in love with⌠some say he offed himself, others that he returned to purgatory with Baghera as if to not remember anything more than pure survival instinct.
Roier, stuck as a rat with no one to turn him back. He lived as a rodent and died as one.
Tina⌠well, maybe it was the loss of Empanada that made her lose the fight to the demonic but now she waits. Endlessly wandering the islands as a deity of rage and uncertainty.
Mike and Pac knew things were going bad quickly- they chose the swiftest way out they could think of. Their bodies intertwined with Richasâ small form at the bottom of a great height.
Bagi has no family once again, what little connection she had to tie her to this world is gone. All that sacrifice and for nothing. She endlessly searches for a way past the islandâs reach but comes up short. One day she set sail and never returned.
Missa falls asleep with his children and his platonic husband, underneath the watchful eye of gods brought over by Philzaâs presence. Even as crows surround Phil and his body starts to dissipate with the familiar spark of purple- his adventure starting anew, Missa does not go. Death cannot come for a reaper like him and he still has children to stay with.
Fred, for his many short comings, is reset. All his memories gone in an instant. They have one last look at the strange tinkerer in his factory, ignoring the odd feeling in their chest as the federation prepares to leave the island sinking into ruin.
Agent 18 is found slumped against the door of his office by a golden man with fins at his feet. There are scratch marks at the door but no indication of it ever opening. The golden man stays there for a moment before closing the door again and continues walking.
The eggs that werenât found⌠who knows if they ever woke up. Maybe theyâre still sleeping somewhere, hidden away. Maybe theyâve been sent back to the adoption centre to wait for guardians who will never come back. Perhaps they go to Tallulahâs special hiding place in the centre to curl up with their remaining siblings, close their eyes and never open them.
Quackity⌠who knows if he was ever really there? A ghost of an experiment clinging to a life he never had.
And well Cucurucho, he puts a blue feather away in his desk, uproots his remaining corn plants for something more practical and prepares for new residents. The experiment starts over, hopefully with more docile subjects this time. With ElQuackity waiting for them at the docks, nothing will go wrong this time⌠or theyâll just have to do it all over again until they get it right.
** damn, this is way longer than intended to it to be lol. Let me know if I forgot everyone and thanks to the QSMP for the creative outlet for the short run it had and of course, bless the admins who made it possible.
