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I use this base on rekrap2

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pvpkour episode 2 and i am thriving. i missed emf im glad he's back

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that clownzy mace scene really stuck in my brain guys.

hopefully more art of them soon :3 brainworms.

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Yo. Clownzy fanfic down here. vvvvv

AN: I wanted to revisit my favorite ship and guess what? It still is.

Dear Diary,

'7:00 am, wake up, get ready, eat breakfast and walk to school with Parker aka RekRap. That was my regular ol' routine until... A family moved in next door, at first I was pissed off. Some random family moving into my grandma's old house. How dare they, am I right?... My mom told me to suck it up and meet the new neighbors,

Mr and Mrs Pierce, I didn't care about them until Mrs Pierce introduced me to his son. Cereza Peirce. He said to just call him Clown. What a weird nickname. I befriended him and well. He was hella cool lots of common interests too!... Heck even rek like him saying "oh yea he's totally chill and cool" hah! And just like that we started to hang out. And suddenly our duo.. became a trio! It was fun ..it was amazing to say the least.

I wouldn't say it was all fun because not long after rek was moving away. I was SHATTERED to bits. Rek my best friend since we were in diapers will be gone. There is nothing much we can do, I know it's a new chapter for us both but I feel empty nothing inside of me wants to accept it but at last me and clown had to say our goodbye. And with that he is now gone.

I was so depressed. Everything felt empty from texting to talking to even hanging out with clown. No one was there to make fun of me when I almost tripped on the bridge at the pond. No one was there to...laugh when an apple would fall in clown's head. I was in pieces matter of fact I wouldn't have been here if it weren't for clown. Clown was there to make sure I was safe and healthy, he was there when the time was rough. I love him. And that's why we started dating. I was so happy I felt happiness once more. Me and gim dated for so LOOOOOONG. HAH! I didn't even know what love felt like until I dated him. Thank you Clown.

One day as I was getting ready for my date with clown I heard a knock, thinking it was clown I opened the door and BOOM! A bunch of confetti just came out of no where, "SURPRISED!" I heard 2 voices. 1 was clown. And one was....REK! HE MOVED BACK! That rascal didn't tell me anything! How dare he! Immediately he said congratulations on me dating Clown, he then said "finally omg I was waiting for a looking time yk!" What? Turned out he knew ever since day 1. Matter of fact, he encourages clown to tell his feelings to me, rek even gave a bunch of dating advice to clown hah! No wonder clown knew my flower without me saying it!

That feeling, of happiness and more once filled me again. I was so excited I asked clown if we could turn our date into a hang out, He was planning to do this so yea me , rek and clown hang out once more, it felt so nostalgic. I feel so happy and grateful they are here, I'm happy we stayed together... And I appreciate we are still here today on my wedding day. Thank you guys'

-Signed BranzyCraft

BRANZY QUICK! We're gonna be the late one again!

ahh wait I need to store this somewhere!

PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET! We DON'T want to be the one walking down the aisle. That's Clown's job, and you know how he is with plans.

Oh stop it! I'm coming alright!

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Wow. This is the most beautiful day of my life...

Didn't you say it was the time you killed the ender dragon solo?

Shut up! Oh! He's here..

Hey there handsome.

Hai beautiful.

You look so silly...

That's the most random compliment you have ever given me.

Want me to take it back?

No! No! Hehehe

Shut up you two! The marriagal person is about to talk!

Marriagal person?? *Both giggles*

Oh Rek.

I do

I do too

Here are the rings!

Rek! I just wanted to say thank you for helping me, this wouldn't happen without you!

Hey don't thank me! Thank your parents for pushing you to talk to him!

And your good looks.

H-hey enough!

Aw did I fluster you?

It's weird seeing you smile a lot...

Love ya too.

Aww you too! NOW LET'S PAAAARTYYYYYYY

The end

Oh here is a song to listen to while reading this

[adrianos-melancholicus]

My name is Louis, Louis Gerrit. I'm a journalist for the «Feather Feelings» magazine. I've been sent to Azerbaijan by my magazine company to interview a certain famous individual who's currently in the capital. This is my story.

—January 1st, 1989.

I was in a rush to my apartment in Kirov Street. I was meaning to run some errands but the damned rain caught me off-guard. I had no umbrella, and the rain was taking great advantage of this. Each step I took I was cursing under my breath:

"Verdammte Scheiße, verdammte Scheiße, Scheiße!"

At last, I finally reached my apartment's door, the rain threw his punches, and I threw mine. It was over. I took off my hat and brushed my damp blonde hair back. The rain did a fine job ruining my hair. I then searched through a pair of glasses, a 90 page small notebook and a pair of stained... white... gloves... (damn you Andre) in my long, thick coat's inner pocket to find my apartment's keys.

Two twists, the lock groaned and the door was open. I was greeted by the somewhat familiar gloom of my apartment secured by the magazine company. Getting me an apartment in Soviet Azerbaijan was difficult, this rat hole was the best they could do. Each time I step a foot into this prison cell of a apartment my eyes meet the brick-textured wallpaper. Poor thing, almost as if it's tired of staying in this apartment, much like me. I laid on my sofa, place a nearby book on my face for a blanket substitute and sighed. Only thing my mind could circle around was the telegram I sent to Katherine two days ago;

"Hallo, dear, why the cold shoulder? Love, Gerrit."

Will I get an answer from her? I can't be so sure. "6 months... 180 days and still not a response from her..."—I murmured,—"If it has something to do with my job then say it already, if not, then what's the god damned problem, Your Highness?!"—my voice suddenly gained a strength of mockery.

Suddenly, my mind snapped back to reality, and I realised that I've been yelling at a skull statue on my table this whole time. The sound of the doorbell ripped my conscious out of my outburst. Startled, I rushed to the door to see who was ringing on the doorbell. Upon looking through the peeping hole, I saw an unfamiliar, skinny and angular face with skin with god knows how many stretching marks, skin so rubble-like it disgusted me. I searched for the man's eyes but the god-damned hat kept that hidden from me. Trying to identify his mood was impossible, the scarf obscured his mouth, only leaving me his sharp cheekbones and crooked nose to look at.

"Who is this..."—I said to myself.

Without a second thought, I gripped the doorknob and yanked it clean, but I over did it, the door slammed to the wall like a car crash. The sound completely got rid of my mind fatigue. My skin of sorrow shred away, revealing burning anger that fueled a voice destructive like a storm:

"Who the hell are you."

The man stood still like a statue. His silence was like the calmness before an ouroboric storm. Time was hanging from a rope, and that rope was so close to snapping. Clock's ticking, seconds sprinting, and not a damn sound out of the man. Then it hit me—I asked a seemingly Russian man in Soviet Azerbaijan a question in English. (How professional of me...) Now, I would've fixed my mistake, but the devil behind my ear had other plans, all those Russian courses I neglected—They raised their claws from the pits of the past, grabbing my ankle and bring me down. My lips trembled—weak and pathetic, a puddle of gasoline soaked in self-hatred ignited into a skin melting, chaos-bringing flame of self-loathing that was burning down everything, including itself. That stupid painting of a weeping clown on my wall? It was staring at me— looking at me with its tear-filled eyes. But it wasn't sorrow—No. It was mockery! He was taunting me, acting like a reflection of my soul, laughing at my face without raising a single damn muscle!

"Please stop, mister Gerrit, I can speak English."

The man snarled, slapping the information right at my face, a breeze of temporary relief washed over me, as if it was giving me a break before an even tougher battle. My furrowed eyebrows were still trembling, but at least my lips calmed down, and yet, the atmosphere was still strong— "I... wish to speak... with me.. no.. with you..."— he said as he lowered his scarf to reveal dry lips, full of cracks and pale coloured, the right side of his lip had a sharp and long scar, unnerving like the aftermath of a swordfight, perhaps the scarf wasn't worn for warmth, but to hide his wound unnerving enough to be the monster under children's bed. My eyes were so fixated on the man's disgusting scar that I didn't notice him taking off his hat. When I finally finished staring at his flaw like a child pointing at a disabled man on a park, I finally noticed that the man had long, ear covering hair. His hair was contradicting, showing both beauty and disgusting grease.

"O.. of course."—I said, tangled with personal and external conflicts, my mind was still not focused on his words as I now discovered his eyes. Almond shaped... green... such beauty for such a cosmetically neglectful man. His eyes were dressed in eye bags, obviously being the prime aftermath of countless sleepless miserable nights. His eyebrows? They were the polar opposite to my furrowed, thin eyebrows—They were screaming gut stabbing sorrow, naturally bent upwards. "Can I... enter..?..as you may... Seee.. through outdoors... it's quite...hot.... out there... I'm... sweating...."—The man spoke again.

"What..the..hell?"—I said in my mind, mocking the man's slow speech without even noticing. What is this man saying? Is he being sarcastic? Is he some lunatic? His sad excuse of a sentence sounded so bland and gray no empath could know if he was joking, damn it! Then suddenly, I heard a short, small, awkward chuckle. I guess he was joking afterall."I didn't expect you to be capable of showing emotion."—I said internally, again.

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💥😔 what the hell this was actually interesting af

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☆Head canon for the Unstable Universe...☆

☆Spoke:spoke still remembers Havoc duo but not parrot so, for so long Spoke has been trying to tell parrot all the good times but Parrot doesn't want to listen and thinks he's crazy, After parrot befriended wifies, spoke felt betrayed and thought that Parrot replaced him, that's why spoke is the way he is now, he went mad seeing the person he trusted the most, the person he was closest too ,replaced him with such ease.

☆Wifies: although he is a very smart person, he had the tendency to question himself often having an identity crisis wondering if he is ever a good person, he is trapped in a cage of confusion and never really knowing what or who he is. the Ying &Yang on his hoodie represents his demeanor, a good plan but with heavy consequences and a bad with less destruction. Both will lead to people around him dying .

☆Parrot: He has really good raw strength which people might've thought he could be on par with the Deadliest player but the only reason he isn't is because, he is very quick to attack and often forgets who he is dealing with,some might say he is way too rational which can lead to dangerous situations. He often doubts his strength too ,due to the death of his parents and friends (sometimes even tragedy which he thought he could've prevented in some way)

☆Dean: he is very scared, the only reason he fought with ash in the first place was to provide for his family. But when he met the Duo he found bravery and learned new things, that's why he decided to join ash again, the proof to parrot he finally learned self sacrifice and bravery. Too bad he is forever falling in the void never knowing that Parrot and Wifies won the war and had a peaceful ending.

☆Ash: The only reason he acted like a deranged person was because his family was slaughtered in the most terrifying way in front of him, He was soon adopted by Clown and Brazy. The killer Clown taught him the only reason people are killed is because they are too weak and afraid, with this knowledge in mind he created the mafia and soon started his journey to becoming mad due to his usage of Void which found a way to extract powers from. He is slowly killing himself and he doesn't even know it.

☆Wemmbu: he has a really heavy trust issue so when mane became his friend he was very scared that he would leave him, so sometimes he would pull some stunt to see if he'll stay and he did.

☆Clown: Although he is tough he has a really soft spot for Brazy, not many people know this spot. He is also crazy because of his constant reminder he couldn't save his family from the other players, he thought he was weak. He vowed to himself to protect his new family no matter what, so when parrot threatened to kill Branzy, Panic drenched him, he instantly got a reminder on how his family was no longer with him and instantly sent his guard to find wifies. He trains like crazy, from Dawn til Dusk often not eating much.

☆Zam: never really what he does, sometimes wondering if he is able or not to rule his kingdom. He originated from a poor background so seeing many people suffer he decided to build a kingdom with equality but only for him to eventually fall and become like other kings who are greedy for power.

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DID SOMEONE SAY THE 3 HEADED DRAGON TREND X LSSMP???

Clown:Murder

Zam:Monarch

Spoke:Mad

HEH! Here is their info btw (it has some HC!)

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I wanna DIE

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GRRRRB

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heh....Killer bunnies edit...

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LMAOOO THIS WAS SO FUN TO MAKEEE (ib: @medievalduo & @rasshsp both on TikTok!)

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THERE GOES MY BAYYYYBEEEEEEEE ohh ah uh love ya <3

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Very Skibidi doodlessssss

BASES

RESLUT

I hope you like them!!

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HC for the LSSMP!☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

Spoke and Minute are definitely siblings or half siblings

Bacon and Planet likes to kidnap their friends to surprise them for their surprise birthday party

Rek met Branzy during Childhood and is really close friends and never once lied or try to keep things away from each other

Clown and Kab ARE DEFINITELY SIBLINGS. LIKE HOW ARE THEY NOT (it could be like half or step siblings)

Zam is the Dance king

Pangi likes hanging out with Zam cus he is the only one who understands him

Derapchu takes pictures of everyone's feet and sells it to the internet

Jumper is half Bunny

Squiddo learned how to glitch after asking ash to teach her

Ash secretly has a picture of people he likes in his Glitch Room

Red HATES tomatoes as everyone compared him to one

The reason Chief is grey is because he Might've painted himself grey or just have stone genetics

Although Mid has multiple of the exact same hoodie but she is a MASTER designer

Clown kidnapped Branzy for their first date

Oh and Kab often comes to Clowns date cus their mom said so

Flame found Mane terrorizing people and thought "I relate to bro" and became bestie ever since

Parrot can communicate with any bird but Owl cus it scares him

EVERYONE but rek HAS SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMONS

Rek doesn't have SPD cus he over thinks that his base is trapped and the Monster felt really bad haunting him

Oh yea The SPD is worse on Derapchu cus he once took a picture of the Demon's feet and it got really offended

Hanna knows EVERYONE's Secrets (she was the first person who knows about Clownzy after accidentally trying to gamble at the casino)

Cookie God is the LSSMP God too but he barely takes care of the place cus he trusts the listener to take care of it

Rek sprays people with water if they cuss in his video

1 time Vortex challenge Vitalasy and Jeppexx to a Lemon eating competition, Vitalasy won at 150 lemons in 30 minutes

Vortext is often offline but when he is online every makes it a celebration

The LSSMP have their own birthday but Ro doesn't as he was an escaped Watcher

Watchers Can't interact with LSSMP only the listeners can, so that makes LSSMP a safe haven for all those who are running away from the watchers

Hanna ran away from the Watchers 5 TIMES with each attempts getting harder and harder

Only 5 people knows about the situation of LSSMP that being G,P,M,Ro and Hanna, 3 of which tried to escape &only 2 made it the other one was returned back to the watchers and was punished

Mr cube can do a double backflip and likes tea parties!

4cvit is the reason why child labor exists

Someone mistaken SB for a penguin and called animal control,which they grabbed him and sent him back to the icy pole, parrot came and took him back

Leo REALLY likes gold and even tried to marry a golden statue

Pentar only ever have 1 shirt and tries to revive it every time it's torn

Speptical was the one who married Clown and Branzy, Rek,Leo,Minute,Kab,Jumper and Jaron being witnesses

Jaron solves many mysteries but also makes many more of them

Woogie had the same situation as SB but instead of anyone saving him he just visited his parents and traveled back to the LSSMP

Wemmbu escaped hell twice, so he is put on a watch list with clown

Also wemmbu ate his jail cell's bar and escaped with Zam

Mappic is left handed and likes playing arm wrestling with people

Poafa is a cloud, meaning he can fly and turn into a cloud

People often wonder where terrain lives but never tried to search

Branzy's bloodline is the apart of the watchers making ash half watcher and demon <- (cus of clown)

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｡⁠:ﾟI'll be back for more 😼😼! Lelele ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

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This but with Clownzy & Swaggdoon

So slay bruh

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And lastly my last few days here it is. (My fav is the watcher and I added in some of my favourites theories in the art so yess)

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I'm LOVING the lighting on Watcher!Rek!

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These 5 but x Lolirock

They are my saving grace….oh the women of lifesteal….