#probably.incorrect.theories

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You know, the genius part of the TMAGP April Fool’s joke is that there’s several steps to it.

1. Protocol episode?? I thought they were on hiatus!

2. A fluff episode? And it’s an hour long? That seems strange…

3. Oooh, nice intro!

4. ….nice, long, intro?

5. Skip ahead. And ahead. And ahead.

6. Realize the date. Moment of shame for being thoroughly got.

7. Skip through the rest just to double check. It’s all Bonzo.

8. Then: remember this is Jonathan Sims you’re dealing with. And it is just feasible enough for him to hide something somewhere within this mind numbing hour of clown music.

9. You have a decision to make. Either potentially miss out on discovering a secret……. or spend the next hour in auditory hell.

10. Spend the next hour in auditory hell. Second round of gotcha, but at least now you’re sure there’s nothing you missed.

11. ….unless-

To conclude, Jonathan Sims is an evil, evil man and I applaud his manipulation of our own mistrust

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Karna is such an interesting character to me, most notably because of her AGE

She was SO young when the war started. Younger still when she was thrown into a life of subterfuge and secrecy and disguise. Who knows how young she was when she devoted herself to a deity(?) that represented absolute destruction?

that has GOT to have an effect on one's psyche. in your most developmental years, knowing intimately that your narrative has been doomed from the beginning. how do you find the will to build yourself up from nothing when you know all you will ever survive to see will be foundations at most?

part of me wonders what parts of Karna never got the chance to grow as a result. she never had the time most children get to dream, to explore their identities knowing that the entire world was their oyster. she grew up with the fundamental knowledge that eventually, everything in her past, present, and future would end up as detritus. how does someone put down roots in a soil they know will be washed away? and if they cannot put down roots, how in Calorum do they find the nutrients they need to develop?

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nlm beeduo loved eachother like best friends who always felt like there could be something more, stolen kisses and holding hands under the table and giggling whenever someone remarks on how good of friends they are.

Snowchester beeduo loved each other like they knew they always would, beds that felt empty with only one person and palms that fit together like two halves of one whole and knowing that no matter what happened, there would never be anyone else. If this ended, that would be it, because their hearts had morphed into the perfect shape to hold the other and no other puzzle piece would fit just right anymore

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@mement0m0r1 sharing this here because we’re onto something

Celia mentions a “Jack” at the beginning of Episode 11: Marked, right? Stick with me for a moment.

The name Jack has appeared only three times before in TMA: once mentioned offhand by Breekon, once tangentially related to the Everchase, and finally (and most PROMINENTLY) in Jack Barnabas, the man who dated Agnes Montague and ruined the ritual of the desolation.

Now, assuming that Celia is in fact the same from TMA, this would mean she was originally known as Lynne Hammond. Lynne Hammond gave a statement in MAG: 100 “I guess you had to be there,” talking about a ghostly woman who was on fire and could burn her- which *seems* linked to the desolation.

Conclusion: After losing Agnes, Jack Barnabas went on to date Lynne Hammond, inciting the anger of whatever connection Agnes still retained to the world and making her appear to Lynne. Now, in this alternate universe, Celia is still dating Jack Barnabas

Thoughts?

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_Beloved family snow days where Michael is practically spherical with how many layers they've got him wrapped in and Ranboo is wearing water-protection enchanted armor made by Tubbo himself and they have a full-on snowball battle and for once growing up on a battlefield just means Tubbo can absolutely *pelt* his husband with the biggest snowball known to man and get away unscathed

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what if cTubbo didn't not-revive cRanboo because of apathy or lethargy. What if he couldn't bear to see another person he'd love with a white streak in their hair and a haunted look in their eyes and the scent of death following them wherever they went. could you blame him? would you bring back someone you loved if you knew you could never look at them again without seeing a skeleton? if you had to wonder how hollow they would be if you saw past their stitched-together skin?

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thinking about nlm beeduo after doomsday. something that had formed from forced proximity slowly fizzling out as the distance between them grew, as they moved away and moved on. thinking about a tender ache resting in their chests, a hollowness.

thinking about reconnection. who reached out first? was it tubbo, on a weaker night of loneliness? was it ranboo, after debating with themselves for weeks? either way, thinking about them meeting up one afternoon, as just friends. thinking of someone making an offhanded remark about a piglin, left in the nether. thinking about something familiar taking root, of going through the motions all over again- the nervousness, the hesitation, until somebody snaps

thinking about the second round of firsts. fingers pressing against a palm, hesitant but bold. a hand slipping around a waist, even as its owner looks away, unsure. a whispered "may i?", a whispered "yes." lips pressing against each other, worried at first that it might not be the same, and then relief as it's better, so much better.

thinking about love that didn't ever really die. thinking about right person, right time except it would always be the right time because it was them

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God what must it like to be a ghost. Not loving your husband, you’re not capable of that, but going through the motions because the half of you sequestered off somewhere is loving so powerfully you can’t help but feel indebted. You can’t feel, it’s not in your nature, but you think if you could it would be guilt because what right do you have to hold him when you know they’d give anything to be in your place?