ok so now I desperately fucking want a wilbur stream entirely made up of wilbur exploring the server and fucking around, relearning how to live.
fun little things to include
- sitting at the bottom of a river and letting his bubbles go down to zero, to make him grateful for every breath of air he takes
- walking through every body of water that he passes. if he sees the water, no matter how out of the way it is, heâll cross it
- breaking random blocks and placing them down again, to get used to touch
- building the tallest tower he can, above the clouds, and then trying to hit a water clutch
- running to the highest vantage point every time the sun rises or sets to admire the colors
- he finds someoneâs pet fox and spends a while just tossing shit at it for it to put in itâs mouth
- oh speaking of which, he throws items. kind of like a toddler. also because hes still getting used to the whole âtactile sensationsâ thing and sometimes drops stuff from his hands
- putting a crafting table down and building anything and everything he can, to remember the feeling of creating
- he considers blowing something up, then shudders and decides to burn something instead
- going into the nether and walking around, jumping across the basalt spires
- giggling with childlike glee at every. single. mob. taunting zombies and skeletons with âoh? you think you can kill me? well take a shot, man! Iâve already been to hell and you canât make me go back again!â then shrieking in fear when he takes damage
- he wants to take damage for the novelty of it but finds himself having an incredibly unpleasant reaction to it and decides not to
- the first time it rains he spends his entire day outside, face tilted towards the sky
- he hunts down someone he knows who might have a trident and asks to borrow it, then spends 10 minutes flying through the air
- he goes caving in complete darkness for the novelty of it, then hears a creeper and immediately sprints out and makes torches
- he visits Snowchester and introduces himself to michael Completely on accident. ranboo and tubbo arrive in a panic and find wilbur tossing random items at him to see if heâll pick them up, all while reciting a nonsensical rant about why he hates anteaters, whatever the fuck those are
- he doesnât go into pogtopia. when he finds the entrance, he seals it up with dirt and terraforms the landscape so that nobody, much less him, recognizes it. the old wilbur is dead, and what happened in pogtopia died with him. nobody has to look at it again.
- he spends a day breeding llamas
- he then spends another day killing and breeding cows
- he goes into the sewers for the first time in ages, enjoying the cramped and chaotic atmosphere
- he plants a bunch of trees and seeds, spends a while watching them grow, cheering every time they reach full size
- he introduces himself to every new member and makes it his goal to get their lifeâs story
- he sees eretâs museum and decides to take a visit
In which thunder can sound a lot like trains, and Tommy is reminded, very suddenly and very painfully, that Wilbur Soot is human.
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Tommy learned a long time ago that he doesnât get to have things that he wants. Either they stay out of reach, or they get ripped away from him. Thatâs how it works, how it has always worked, ever since he came to this gods-forsaken server. Possessions, homes, people, his literal life. It all gets taken from him. So heâs learned the lesson, and learned it well. He doesnât get to have things that he wants.
Right now, though, heâd settle for Wilbur leaving him alone.
Heâs not there all the time, but he thinks that might be worse, because that means he pops in and out with no warning or explanation, and Tommy canât stand not knowing when heâs going to appear, grin wide and unsettling and movements jerky, like heâs a puppet yanked around on a string, like his limbs donât obey him quite like they should. Itâs proper creepy, is what it is, and Tommy hates it, and Tommy hates him.
Another thing he hates is the fact that he just wonât stop talking.
When Tommy died, it was void. It was the flaring, heated hurt all over his body and nothingness. Unable to see, unable to feel anything but pain. Screaming and getting nothing back; not even an echo. Feeling Wilbur and the cards in his hand, and the feeling of the other moving around him, and hearing him painfully close, but being unable to see him. Alone yet trapped.
When Wilbur died, he was shoved rudely off a metro and into a station. He paced it up and down for years, yet the stairs to the outside were firmly blocked off. Trains would pass, but none stopped. Only when Schlatt visited, which wasn't often, and only that time when Tommy came. And only when it came to take him back, of course. But it was close to agony to be passed by so many times. Alone. The world moving without him. His world moving without him.
Schlatt... has no idea what's going on. He's in the gym, but he's corporeal enough for Quackity to visit him. Sometimes he goes to see Wilbur, Sometimes he catches glimpses of the outside. He really, truly has no fucking idea what's up with him and why Wilbur is stuck in a whole other realm while's stuck all Ghostbusters'-future-victim. He knows it hurts though; heart palpitations, killer headaches... his voice has gone so rough on some days he sounds like a scratching record. His lungs are full of lead, and if he doesn't want Quackity to bring him back for the chance to taste power again, he at the very least wants it so he can stop feeling the burn in his throat.
When Ranboo dies...
When Ranboo dies he's dunked in water that's freezing, yet still burns his skin to the point of peeling in a terrible icy-hot hell. The ocean stretches to never-ending horizons without land in sight, and below him the ocean stretches to void, and all he sees is a thousand eyes staring up at him, almost unblinking. Expecting. Their stares burn almost more than the water, and his fear to keep his head above the waves to avoid seeing them is more compelling than the yell of his limbs to quit swimming, accept the burn, and sink. But after enough years... where is he? Why is he swimming? Why does he bother? Who is he, anyways?
When Tubbo dies, he wakes up in a yellow concrete box. It's not quite pitch black, but the walls give him no chance to move as his arms are pressed close to his sides. There isn't room enough to sit or do much more than turn around in place, and he can hear nothing but his own frantic, shallowed breaths as he gulps in air he feels as if he's constantly losing. He spends a few years wondering if this is his coffin and they didn't realize he was still alive when they buried him.
When Sam dies, he wakes up in an obsidian prison cell he's walked past one too many times. Theres a lectern, a clock, a pot of water, and occasionally potatoes drop down for him to eat. He stares at the wall of lava, praying for a visitor, and almost dares to empathize with the man he imprisoned when none arrive. He wonders for years if he regrets building the prison, and can never come up with an answer that doesn't make him feel ashamed of himself.
When Bad dies, he wakes up with his limbs wrapped in red vines, restraining him in a way he used to find comforting but now sees only as the torture it is as thorns dig into his skin. His vision is tinted blood red. Occasionally, a flash of blue teases his vision, but when he turns to call its name, it vanishes. He takes up swearing again; there's nobody there to hear, anyways.
When Eret dies, they wake up in their castle and left to wander the halls. Wander, but barely more than a few minutes at a time; the crown on their head weighs more than the world on Atlas' shoulders, so heavy that they often must return to their throne just to get the chance to rest their head back and let the weight off their shoulders. They wonder if the sacrifice was worth the weight.
When Niki dies, she wakes up in a crowd of people whose faces she can't quite make out. A sea of people, most taller than her, that stretches out for miles. Most smile and laugh, and she's relieved she's not alone. But when she taps on one of them and politely asks for directions to where she can get help, they stare through her. She isn't a ghost; they bump into her all the time as they shove her to walk past, but they don't see her. They don't hear. She screams and not a single head turns. When she collapses against an unlucky stranger to sob, they flick her off like she's a fly. There's not even an excuse she can tell herself to say she's alone.
When Quackity dies he finds himself falling. There is no ground in sight, only sky and clouds as his wings refuse to work and he plummets constantly into nothing. He reflects on the casino and L'manberg and El Rapids and wanting more. His stomach gets used to the lurching as the cold wind burns his cheeks. Maybe his ambition was a little pointless. Maybe he flew too close to the sun.
When Karl dies he awakes to colors that hurt his eyes and a million doorways, each in different shapes and angles. He spends years pacing and stepping through doors he hopes might lead home, that ultimately lead to only more doors. Some are too high up to reach and he stares at them and cries at the fact that he'll never know what's behind them (despite knowing its probably nothing). He doesn't remember everything; just enough to know that anywhere is better than being lost here.
When Phil dies it's a long time coming. Cursed with only one life, the universe goes easy on him. There's a field of rich grass and flowers and trees and skies that beg to be flown through. If only his wings worked. If only he could show Wilbur.
When Puffy dies she finds herself in an endless graveyard. She paces through it for seemingly decades, reading the engravings of her closest friends on each one and spending no less than year knelt at each in mourning, apologizing for her shortcomings. Maybe if she'd been a touch stronger, this wouldn't have happened. Worst of all is when the headstones are blank and she doesn't know who she's mourning at all, forever unsure of the poor soul she let down.
When Hannah dies she awakes to a world rotted away, the air polluted with smog and the seas full of plastic and sludge. Sometimes she sees a rosebush or sapling, tiny and thriving in the distance. Yet whenever she rushes over to coddle and nurture, it dies underneath her fingers. The ground wilts and cracks wherever she steps. She feels as if she's wilting with it.
When Sapnap dies, he wakes up in some sort of cage. A zoo. Figures come and stare at him and laugh as birds pick at his skin until he bleeds, wolves sink teeth into his calves to hit bone, and cows crush his ribs beneath powerful hooves. Each day a new round of animals come to have their way with him. And yeah, he thinks, that's probably fair.
When Dream dies, he's almost relieved to wake up in his SMP. Great, he can get back to business, he thinks. But the more he walks, the more he notices... how quiet it is. It doesn't take him long into his afterlife to realize the people have all disappeared. Vanished. Leaving him alone. No animals or Monsters even appear. Not a friend nor foe, not even a silverfish. The world is his to do anything with without repercussion, yet all he can do for years is sit at an old bench at a cliffside and play discs over and over until the melody burns into his head and makes him want to tear his hair out. All that over a stupid disc. He laughs until he cries.
When George dies... well, it might as well be like any other dream, he supposes.
no, but honestly.. give this show a chance. Nickâs been treating the show real bad for putting it on Nicktoons after the low rating they got (ye know, after how people just casually hating the show over a new different concept with different art style).
the show is honestly perfect and itâs a DAMN shame to ignore their existence. we all can see how the crew put care, love and tons of hard works onto the show by at least looking at it..
Holy shit, 12.000+ Notes in just a night! we might able to save this show after allâŠ
okay hear me this, i saw people questioning about ROTTMNT and i would love to talk about more of it further just so people start watching the show with us dorks.Â
First off, âthe characters are all the sameâ / â theyâre all acting like Mikey but worseâ yeah no, theyâre acting like a couple of teenagers. The boys never really got exposed to Ninja-ing stuff from Splinter, and thus the name RISE from. Youâll see them growing each episode, trust me.Â
âLeoâs not a leader!â /Â âWhy is Raph the leader and not Leoâ
in this version, Raph is the Oldest while Leo is the second youngest. naturally, Raph has to lead his younger siblings like how older sib would do.
and honestly, it gives more of the new Dynamics into the whole group. Leo ainât as depressing like he used to be in other incarnations and has his own moment to be a laid back teenager. BUT, that doesnât mean he doesnât have a leadership material ;)
âWhy are their weapons changed?â itâs not like this is the first time they have a different weapons, you guys should really stop nitpicking over some little stuff.
âWhatâs with the new powerups?â Watch the first 2 episodes and youâll got your answer
how about the voice acting. donât even get start, the casting is amazing to begin with. ( w/ Rob Paulsen as the voice director )Â
Omar Miller (Ballers) will play the oldest brother Raphael, Ben Schwartz (Parks & Recreation) is the self-professed âcoolestâ brother Leonardo, Josh Brener (Silicon Valley) portrays Donatello, an unflappable mechanical genius and tech wizard, Â Brandon Mychal Smith (Youâre The Worst) is the youngest brother Michelangelo, an artist and awesome skateboarder, and Kat Graham (The Vampire Diaries) plays April OâNeil, a street savvy native New Yorker. Eric Bauza (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) also joins the cast as Splinter, both father figure and sensei to the Turtles
âSplinter is uglyâ let me just say this, donât judge book by itâs cover. He actually have his own arc where we could understand more about him :D
âdoes the animation looks as great as the clips above?â Yes it is! the whole show is filled with S+ animation quality. even great, the animation looks even better and better each episode itâs INSANE.
and April? sheâs damn amazing, period. Sheâs part of the action and really involves with the group as their big sister..
There you go! hopefully, i did great convincing you guys.
Support the show any way you can so Nickelodeon knows this show deserves better.
your art is sooo stunning....im in love đł what brushes do u use?
idk how to share brushes oh no D: i downloaded some, but the ones i use are modified versions, so?? Some of them are just the default, most come for aaron griffinâs bursh set¿¿
im also a bit caothic with brushes, i change them everytime i paint jsjs
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