GOD I MISS CQUACKITY. HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A GUY WHO'S LIKE. HE WAS NORMAL IN MIDDLE SCHOOL THEN HE GOT INTRODUCED TO ANDREW TATE. THAT'S CQUACKITY.
like he has this bleeding heart, this massive sense of humor, he's just in it for the bit and then l'manburg happens and he's like. What the Fuck guys. why. why wasn't I apart of this. "because you're american quackity" ok.
Then he meets other american schlatt and falls in love and jschlatt is like sooooo cool and he forms a faction with schlatt and he's like, fuck yeah I'll be a villain for once. Then he's tired, his 16yo coworker is a spy, everyone has fucking issues, and schlatt is like. god, he kinda sucks? i mean he's awesome sometimes, but other times he's like this fucking dickhead and quackity doesn't need this, then Wilbur Blows Up L'Manberg. then Schlatt Dies.
As one does, quackity takes this normally. you go to your ex-husband's funeral and you eat his heart. and somewhere inside your own, something stops beating. maybe it was the innocence, the naivete, maybe it was just the part of you that wasn't nurtured or loved but found in schlatt's bottles and wilbur's tnt. oh well.
and then like. oh quackity just gets worse and worse. it's this part of his psyche unearthed, dug up on full display. he's not the same person, and he never will be again.
he doesn't want to be that quackity ever again—the quackity who was stepped on, laughed at, ignored. this will be the closest to "serious" he will ever be taken. he wants to be seen as a threat. he's tasted the influence power has and he can't get enough of it.
but he's still... good. he wants the best for tubbo, for ranboo, for slime—he's just really fucking bad at it. and it's because of all of this. it's because of karl, because of sapnap, wilbur, schlatt, l'manburg, pogtopia, and every taste of power has made him more and more hungry.
he thinks he's still good too, he's not a bad person necessarily, he just does bad things. he doesn't see any of this as wrong, it's just. the way the server works. you know?