#technoblades chat

[calciferiguess]

day 13: voices🌪️ on his way to get a philza hug

i have a headache rn so this is fitting

[wolfsbane54]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & Technoblade's Chat (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade's Chat & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade's Chat & Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade's Chat (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Noah Brown | Foolish Gamers, Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Alexis | Quackity, Toby Smith | Tubbo Additional Tags: Fluff, Adventure, Fluff and Crack, Phil Watson's Chat is Made of Crows (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade's Chat are Technoblade's Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Potions Accident, Technoblade Hears Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Mischief, the voices - character - Freeform, Angel of Death Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Blood God Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Immortal Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Immortal Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), crows - character - Freeform, Crows, Magic, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Avian Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Piglin Hybrid Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Manifestation, emerald duo, Chaos, Murder, Whump, mostly on the crows and voices part, Original Non-Human Character(s) - Freeform, Fantasy, Feral Behavior, maybe a little gore too, Pictures, Existential Crisis Summary:

Technoblade and the voices have always been together. None of the Voices could remember a time when they were not with Techno. Always with him on his ventures and battles. Through the good and the bad times. They were even there when he met the famous adventurer, known as the Angel of Death, who was known as the mate of the Goddess Death herself, followed by crows. They were there as a close friendship was struck and bonds grew. Surprisingly, while only Techno was the only one to ever hear the Voices, the crows of the Angel could as well. The Voices and the Crows became close, which sometimes meant Techno now had a flock of crows following him along too.

(Or Phil's Crows and Techno's Voices get into some mischeif that run Phil and Techno on an adventure they never thought they would ever have.) (I don't know how to summariese this one. I've had it on my computer for a while now.)

[sevengraces]

Self Sabotage v. Found Family

ch1, ch2, ch3, ch4, YOU, title card

AO3 Link

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One conversation does not undo years of insecurity, but it does give a pretty good start.

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What's up!! Last chapter of this part!! I know folks were excited to see Philza and I'm with you, but I like to do things in threes lol so you'll have to wait for the next installment. TWs: Threats Technos' Chat being themselves References to violence Fake Lore Insecurity Anxiety References to past Temporary Character Death That should be everything but let me know (:

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Chapter 5: Lore Dump 2 Electric Boogaloo

    They stayed in place for a long time. But eventually Technoblade slowly pulled out of the group pile and moved back a foot or so, actively ignoring his soft blush.

    Tubbo and Tommy stayed sprawled across Wilbur but Niki gently extracted herself and asked, “Are you okay?”

    He nodded slowly, “I mean, m’fine.” The boy paused for a long moment before hesitantly beginning, “You guys aren’t, uh- well, nevermind.” He cut himself off, rubbing a hand down his face.

    Tommy rolled his eyes, “C’mon, just ask. Didn’t take you for a coward.”

    “What he means is,” Tubbo cut in, hitting Tommy on the shoulder. “You don’t need to worry about telling us things.”

    Chat jeered,

    We really doin’ this?

    Softnoblade

    W take from Tubbo

    RIP trying to be vulnerable with an internal audience making fun of you all the time

    The boy laughed and muttered quietly in piglin, “And yet you don’t stop making fun, hypocrites.” before answering flatly, “You’re going to be annoyed.”

    Wilbur shrugged his shoulders and flicked Tubbo absentmindedly, “Maybe, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t say it. Plus you’ve cried like ten times in the last week so if that didn’t send us away one more question won’t do it.”

    “It’s not like you’ve hesitated to annoy us before.” Niki chimed in indulgently.

    Technoblade flushed to the tips of his ears and chuffed anxiously, “W- ten times? No nevermind, I don’t wanna know about it.” he sighed dramatically and put his head on his knees. “It isn’t that big ‘a deal, and this is different th’n teasing you for being losers.”

    “If it isn’t a big deal then you can just tell us!” Tubbo responded good-naturedly.

    Bruh

    Got you there lol

    There is like no plot or lore right now

    EEEeeeeeee

    “Fine, but it’s stupid.” he exhaled heavily, “You guys aren’t just uh, jus’ saying all that right? ‘Cause I don’t mind if you are, obviously, but the viewers y’know.” Techno shrugged and stared into his lap.

    Misrepresentation your honor

    Boo!

    Slander

    Wilbur furrowed his brow, “I have literally no idea what you’re talking about mate. Like none, but uh for now what would we be just saying?”

    Technoblade breathed slowly through his teeth, “Y’know all that stuff ‘bout uh- come on don’t make me say it, that’s cringe.” He groaned in frustration.

    Tommy laughed, “But vulnerability’s pogchamp! Healthy masculinity and shit!”

    “If it’s hard to explain, can you just think through it out loud?” Niki offered.

    “I- it isn’t difficult, okay? It’s just, y’know cringe. I’d die if I said it and Technoblade never dies so, I just can’t.”

    Tubbo smiled bemusedly, “So you want to know if we are lying about something, but you can’t say it ‘cause it’s embarrassing? So embarrassing you’d die?”

    Techno nodded quickly, “Yup, right on the money, so nope. Won’t be uh, asking that actually.”

    Wilbur snorted behind his hand. “So you never die, but uh, vulnerability would kill you?”

    “Listen,” the hybrid began with a degree of condescension, “Technoblade never dies, not because it’s impossible, that wouldn’t be impressive. It’s ‘cause I don’t do things that kill me.”

    Tommy scoffed and leaned forward until he was sprawled across Wilbur’s lap, “What so you don’t do things that kill you but you do 1v20 an entire country?”

    “Didn’t kill me, did it?”

    “Bruh, it killed me!” Tubbo replied, laughing as he collapsed on top of Tommy.

    Technoblade cringed, “Well, I didn’t say Tubbo never dies?”

    Niki hid a laugh behind a cough, “No! That is not funny, it isn’t!”

    Tubbo smiled, “Well, like no, it wasn’t funny but the jokes are.”

    “I mean, well, s’just- uh.” Technoblade pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered under his breath in piglin,”Godsdamnit, I’m really gonna do this, huh Chat. Alright honesty lets go.” before butting in louder, “You uh, y’know I didn’t like uh- ya’ get I didn’t wan’ to right?”

    Tubbo turned to stare for a moment, trailing off mid word.

    The piglin flushed at the sudden attention his yelling gathered. “S’just I mean that you uh- ya’ said we’re cool. And like yeah! Nice, but uh- I figured you’d uh, y’know, want some character development. And like may- maybe you’re just uh fine, and I shoulda’ just uh- uh, kept with the bit, there’s jus’ I didn’ wan’ it ta’ be like ‘gnored. I prolly shoulda’ but uhm, it seems ‘specially shitty to uhm assume? That like we’d be uh cool ‘cause I beat up Tommy, since he wouldn’t really be able to beat me anyways? Y’know maybe I sho- should uhm deal with tha’ too but uh we’re talkin’ ‘bout us and stuff.” He cleared his throat, “So uh, anyways. Y’know my bad.”

    Wilbur snorted before collapsing onto Tommy’s back in laughter. Tommy crowed out a token protest before joining in the teasing, “You jus’ ne’er talk before! I think that’s the most you’ve ever said, big man! I thought you were being all in-timi-dat-ing an’ shit when you didn’t talk before but, was it just to make sure you didn’t do all that?”

    Nikachu choked down her laughter and smacked Wilbur, “C’mon, s’not uh- not that bad?”

    Tubbo shushed them before turning to the younger, who was staring at the ceiling with a bright red face and ears folded down in embarrassment. His tail was being wrung through his hands in his lap. “I- thanks Tech. Really that was uhm, sweet of you? Yeah it wasn’t super cool that I died, but uhm. I kinda figured that you didn’t want to kill me there? We uh, shouldn’t have left you out to dry like that. But I ‘preciate that you apologized, you coulda’ just left it alone so that was cool of you.”

    Technoblade went even pinker and mumbled into his lap, “Wasn’ sweet was jus’ right ta’ say so. S’not like you coulda’ helped me anyways, you were bein’ executed.”

     Tommy cooed loudly, “Aww, Techie! S’okay it was sweet!”

     His ears flickered and he ran a hand through his hair, “Whatever.”

    Bullying

    Harassment!!

    Bruh really hit him with the honesty huh

    Healthy communication pog

    RIP runt just suffering

    Niki rolled her eyes at the bickering, “Alright, alright, we’re getting off track. Technoblade, do you want to ask us?”

    The boy grumbled for a moment and hid behind his hair, “.... yes?”

    Wilbur grinned, “Alright then Tech, c’mon we believe in you and all that shit.”

    “Yeah, plus it’s not like whatever it is can be more embarrassing than tryin’ to say it for ten minutes.” Tommy added, to which Tubbo shoved him once more.

    The voices laughed and encouraged in equal measure;

    Imagine getting read so easily lol

    YOu can dO IT!

    Consider stabbing then running tho

    Just say it all at once!

    F

    Techno pulled his knees up and continued to hide behind his hair, “Alright, alright, s’fine. They’ll just say they don’t and I’ll be right.” he muttered in piglin before taking one deep breath and answering. “D’ya mean it when you say all that uhm, stuff ‘bout y’know keepin’ me and uh caring all th’ time? ‘Cause like I said, I don’t care if ya don’t right? S’just the ratings and shit, gotta keep it uh entertaining.” he spoke in an anxious rush.

    Nikachu smiled despite her befuddlement. “We wouldn’t say it if we didn’t mean it, Tech, alright? Though I really don’t know what you’re talking about with ratings and audiences and such.”

    “Yeah! You’re stuck with us, even if I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about most o’ the time!” Tommy shouted

    Tubbo pushed Tommy off of his back and gave Techno a small hug before sitting back, “We mean it, ‘course we do. S’ not stupid to want reassurance.”

    “Yeah, yeah, we love you and shit,” Wilbur began, waving his hands dramatically, “but really what are you on about mate?”

    Ha ha! Our turn!

    You make too many references for someone who wants to keep us secret

    Lore?

    That’s us!!

    “I’m not used to people listening when I say shit, okay? They usually jus’ think I’ve lost it Chat!” Technoblade muttered to himself before leaning back from his knees and looking at the group. He deliberated internally for a long moment, “S’just the voices, that’s all.” he answered nonchalantly.

    “The voices?” Wilbur asked.

    Hey, not just!

    We’re cool af!

     Introduce us you coward

     If it doesn’t work we’ll just murder them y’know how it is.

     EEEEEEeeeee

    “I mean, you guys didn’t think I was the Blood God right? Like ya’ didn’t think I was a god right?” Techno asked evasively.

    Tubbo quirked his head to the left, “I mean no? I didn’t think you were a god, you’re impressive but not that impressive. What’s that got to do with anything?”

    “Are you deflecting again? If you don’t want to answer you just gotta say so.” Niki added.

    He shook his head, “No that’s uh- that’s not it. Okay, this is gonna require a bit of context.” the hybrid stretched his arms upwards before situating himself across from the others, “All right everybody shut it, this is uh, prime Technoblade Lore so no interuptin’ m’kay?”

    Tommy huffed, “Fine, it better not be boring though.”

    Wilbur flicked the back of the blonds’ head and leaned back on his arms, leaving Tommy sprawled across his lap and Tubbo nearly on top of him. Niki laid down on her stomach to the left of the others.

    “Nope, uh not gonna be boring.” Technoblade laughed to himself for a moment before starting, “Right, I left my sounder when I was three or so for whatever reason. It happens, usually ya’ end up in a new sounder or you die because lot’s of things want to kill you in the Nether and sometimes players show up and just stab ya. I did not find a new sounder and I did not die, obviously.” he rolled his eyes, “There are reasons for that, y’know maybe I was just better but uh- well s’ more likely that the voices saved me. You see, I was born a vessel. For whatever reason the Blood God claimed me and uh, in return he gave me something called Chat.”

    Yup yup yup yup yup

    Canon

    Explain the Blood God!!

    Use the cool name! cool name pogchamp

    Blood pog?

    “You do know like the Blood God’s whole deal?” Techno asked reluctantly.

    Wilbur shrugged, “I mean, a bit? He takes a blood sacrifice in return for strength right? He’s like a war god?”

    The boy sighed, “Among other things, yeah. Also the god of loyalty, family, vengeance, etc. But yeah. The Blood God gave me Chat, sometimes they call themselves The Chorus when they're feeling sanctimonious, they're his past followers/vessels/victims or something like that. But for whatever reason he figured I could be strong. They give me a bit of an edge, usually they know a bit more than me so they warn me sometimes. They care about me or whatever, but uh they’re stuck in my head so they demand entertainment and interaction. Also blood, a lot of blood.”

    Niki leaned heavily on her hands, “So can it hear us?”

    “They, it’s a lot of people or something, and yes. They watch and give their input on basically everything, regardless of how unnecessary or useful.” Techno shook his head in exasperation.

    “So do they like me?” Tommy asked immediately.

    Technoblade laughed, “Uhm, sometimes? They usually just think you’re amusing or annoying, but again it’s a thousand voices in my head all yelling out for attention, so I’m not confident on how all of them feel about you.”

    “So they’re who you were talking about when you said it was too loud? And who you’re talking to when you mutter in piglin?” Niki asked in concern.

    The piglin nodded.

    Wilbur frowned, “Don’t they know it hurts, since it’s in your head?”

    He shrugged, “I mean yeah, when they get too loud some of the voices remind others not to spam, but like, it isn’t like they’re nice. They’re trapped in my skull so it’s really just as much theirs as mine.”

    “It isn’t though, it’s your head! They should be nice to you.” Tubbo huffed angrily.

    Goat boy thinks we’re mean lol

    Pretty sure he’s a ram

    We can be meaner if he wants

    Bruh he’d be bitter too if he was trapped in a fourteen year old for eternity

    “No you guys don’t have to do that, they just don’t understand okay? I get it, it’s fine m’kay? ” Techno mumbled quickly before turning to glare at the others. “Listen, I understand this is an odd arrangement, but no. They don’t need to be nicer, alright? They’ve kept me alive, and they were just as much thrown into this as me. Chat is cool, okay? They can be loud and annoying and bitter, especially if they don’t get blood, but they’ve been nicer to me than anyone else for much longer so, not really. You can’t just say stuff like that. I like the Blood God, but he isn’t nice either and Chat was a gift from him, not really in the mood to see how angry I can make my patron.”

    Tubbo cringed and nodded, his face pale.

    “But they take care of you, yeah?” Wilbur asked.

    Technoblade exhaled, “Yes, they take care of me. And plus, they’re typically chill, so long as they’re getting some type of blood. They're even funny on occasion.”

    Niki nodded, “I mean I won’t say I get it, but that’s uhm neat?”

    The boy laughed, “Well, better reaction than most people’ve had.”

    Wilbur chuckled, “I know you said it can be hard to tell, and that they thought Tommy was annoying, but what do they think of all this?” he asked while he gestured at himself and the others.

    Bruh

    That’s funny, is Wilbur insecure?

    EEEEE

    We are always funny you're just a loser

    You’re cool ig

    It’d be funny if we killed you but Niki is nice and dadza’d be pissed

    L

    Shoulda been nicer in the beginning

    We’ll kill you if you use him

    When he introduces us and just says we're kinda funny sometimes

    Bruh

    He’s our runt first!!

    Softbur

    We control your headache level lol, watch it little pig

    Revolution pog

    Techno winced at the influx of voices, “Do I really have to say all that?”

    Yes

    “Right, uhm, right now they’re making fun of Wilbur specifically. Said you shoulda been nicer in the beginning? Uh, they’d kill you but Phil would be mad and they like Niki ‘cause she’s nice?” he sighed dramatically, “That’s about the best you’ll get I think?”

    Ours!

    Ours, tell them you’re ours runt

    S’important little pig

    If we’re bein’ nice enough to warn them what happens if they hurt you, you ought to let them know

    Tell them tell them tell them tell them

    Niki punched the air, “Ha! I won.”

    Wilbur gaped, “Wha- what’d they say about me?”

    Tommy giggled and Tubbo jeered.

    Our little pig

    Say it or we will

    Nobody likes the alternative so don't make it harder than it has to be little one

    Tell them

    Don’t hide or we can make sure they know anyways

    C’mon runt

    “Chat please, they know, okay? S’fine you don’t need to do all that.” Technoblade answered in piglin.

    Niki furrowed her brow, “What? Something wrong?”

    Ha no hiding now

    Blood for dishonesty

    EEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

    Tell or we will

    Tell tell tell tell tell tell tell tell tell tell tell tell

    We're giving you the choice but don't make us push

    The boy paled slightly, “Fine, okay. Alright Chat, I'm sorry I'll tell them you don't need to be like that.” he sighed before turning to the others, “Chat is uh, very insistent that I let you all know- and really I don’t think it’s necessary, it’s really just dramatic, but uhm- well.”

    “What? Are they trying to snitch on you? That’s rough.” Tommy laughed lightly.

    Wilbur smiled vaguely, “I’m sure it’s fine Tech, what is it?”

    Technoblade hesitated just a moment too long for the voices patience, “Well, they sa--Little pig is ours, our runt first, you would not be the first victim to join the chorus, blood for traitors, he is not your blade, death for dishonor, blood for the blood god, we will kill you if we have to, the blood gods disciple is of the last don’t think we won’t protect him, don’t q-” the boy smacked his hands over his mouth and panted for a moment, catching his breath.

    Tubbo stared with a gaping mouth, failing to stutter out any words.

    “Oh-kay?” Niki muttered to herself.

    Wilbur snapped his mouth shut and breathed heavily through his nose.

    Tommy stared for a minute before blurting out loudly, “Huh, did the dead voices of a god just give us the shovel talk through the mouth of a fourteen year old?”

    Tubbo nodded, “I uh, I think so? Didn’t know they could uhm- didn’t think they could do that Techno. Often? Do they do that often?”

    The piglin hybrid winced and bit back a whine at the now splitting silence in his skull, “Uhm nope. They don’t usually do that ever, it uh, well it’s not easy and uh, they can only really do it sometimes?” He laughed self-deprecatingly, “I guess they didn’t trust me to really get the message across.”

    Wilbur laughed anxiously, “Yeah, uh, okay. Right, so just future reference, don’t be mean to you or else god will kill us? That’s a pretty fucking good shovel talk Tech, I’ll be honest with you.”

    “I mean the Blood God likes me a lot, but uh he prolly wouldn’t kill you himself? He’d probably just uhm- well. Just encourage me to do it?” he sighed heavily, “They’re pretty protective so y’know. But we don’t have to worry about that…” the boy rubbed his temples in mild agitation, the sudden silence after they took control was always disorienting.

    Niki nodded, “No for sure, like I wasn’t gonna make you a blade anyways but uhm, it’s nice to know they care about you too?”

    Techno flinched lightly at the wording, “Yup. So anyways, uhm they probably won’t do that again, or at least not for a long time so no worries there.”

    “So they don’t like us then?” Wilbur laughed hesitantly through the question.

    “Do you really wanna know what the thousands of people who can’t do anything but watch my life have to say? Like honestly?” Techno asked in disbelief.

    Wilbur started before flushing and shaking his head.

    Tommy cried out, “I wanna know! What’d they say! You should tell us every time they make fun of Wilbur!”

    Techno laughed, “Well, I guess just now they called him insecure, but uh earlier they called you insane too.”

    Tubbo barked out a laugh, “Do Tommy next!”

    “Nope, uh no? They’ll get too excited if I keep this up. Plus they tell me to stab him all the time so uh, pass?” Techno cut in immediately.

    Niki laughed loudly, “Alright, enough. Just uh, stick around for a bit Techno? We do want you around.”

    Chat gave a token effort to mutter, but they had exhausted themselves and only one managed a small whisper;

    Ha can’t avoid your emotions for long runt

    Technoblade sighed, “I guess if the voices in my head that call for blood didn’t get you to let this go then I might as well. So long as this all stays between us?”

    The others nodded and Tubbo cheered.

    “Stuck with us for life now!” Tommy shouted.

    Technoblade smiled lightly, “Yeah, guess so.”

[lilyminer]

Techno: the voices Phil, they demand blood. They are what make me such a violent person.

Meanwhile the voices when Ranboos around:

[nhi-theuserof-this]

I read this one Ao3 fanfiction and now I want to write for it so here I am.. I’ve made a graphic version of this oneshot available through the link provided at the bottom of the post

https://nhi-theuserof-this.tumblr.com/post/638464363892785152/twcw-vague-violence-threats-of-character-death <<teaser post

Come get your food people that like that chat is cannon

TW/CW: mentions of blood, gore, broken body parts, cursing, depictions of unnatural body movements, (all kept vague as possible)

Onto the story!

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The festival was the first.. ...known.. occasion of that thing.

Nobody wanted to think that Technoblade and the thing were the same, if they were in fact the same being, well, nobody wanted to think about that.

It was in the middle of Schlatt screaming at Technoblade that it appeared. Technoblade was gripping his head tightly and shaking it at nothing in particular. “Are you even listening?” Schlatt had shouted at him. It snapped an invisible string as Technoblade slouched and stood still, eyes fluttering closed as he passed out while standing.

The crowd went silent and so did everyone on the stage. Techno That thing, it opened Technoblades eyes to show they had turned fully blue, a light blue that could pass as white in the right lighting. It jerked Technoblade into an upright position as his body swayed as if being pulled into multiple directions at once before settling on taking a step towards Tubbo.

Jschlatt had thought Technoblade was doing as told and shouted encouragement as he never saw Technoblades eyes. It jerked Technoblades hands onto the crossbow at his side taking it up in both its hands, fumbling to put a rocket inside. Technoblades mouth fell open as multiple whispers fell out of at a million miles a minute, a loud one, that spoke above the volumes of all the other voices, “We’re sorry Tubbo” It said, voice similar to the sound that came from nails sliding along a chalkboard. “Let’s make this as colorful and painless as possible.”

It pointed the crossbow currently named ‘Subscribe to Technoblade’ in between Tubbo’s eyes, finger hovering over the trigger as Technoblades mouth was pressed into a thin line that was pulled into a grin as the rocket released, enchantments morphing the rocket into three that went into seperate directions, exploding into many colors as Technoblade was moved to reload and shoot once again, this time resulting in the death of everyone on the stage aside from himself.

His body turned around with stiff movements, face being morphed into a grin as the weapon in his hands had more rockets available for use. Jshlatt had died twice, somehow, and almost every participant of the festival had died as well that day.

He was back to normal at some point after he got back to Pogtopia. Sitting still as a stone beside his potato farm, staring at his reflection as if it wasn’t his own. Tommy had angrily stomped up to Technoblade when they got back. Shouting about killing Tubbo, betraying him, something else. It became distorted and turned to white noise quickly as Wilbur dragged the two towards a pit he made, encouragingly pushing the two towards the enterance.

Somewhere in between those events, Technoblade lost control of his movements, but still consious and aware of what was happening.

Tommy had learnt not to shout at Technoblade for hours on end without pause after what happened.

The server learned to be wary of Technoblade at all times if they weren’t already.

-

Sometimes Technoblade could spend a week without a single one of the voices speaking, other times though.. ...it was a blessing just to have them speak slowly.

It was through the voices screaming at him to run, that he learned that everyone had them. It was just that he was the only one that could actually hear them. Technoblade had seen no evidence of Phil even being invited to the server, but the voices screamed about him in the minutes that led up to him joining the server.

As everyone spoke over Technoblade as he attempted to make his first speach, chat had taken his body momentarily and created the base of the two withers. As Technoblade turned back, most of the people that could see him flinched, chat leaving his eyes tinted blue.

The events of that day had left some people thoroughly traumatized, the reason? Surprisingly not because of Technoblade alone. Technoblade never took note of that though, opting to hang out with Phil for a short while, teetering between telling him about the voices or keeping it to himself for now. He chose the later.

-

The butchers had invaded Philzas home in search of Technoblade. This was something he had learnt through both the voices and the butchers. The voices liked when he cracked jokes so Technoblade rated his kidnapping a two, it made the voices laugh.

Technoblade was scared they’d hurt something or someone close to him like Phil, so he shut up and played along after Carl got held hostage, hoping he’d get a chance to free himself and take Carl home. The voices suddenly started screaming, causing Technoblade to flinch in a visible manner. Nobody knew what he flinched at besides himself, but that didn’t matter right now as someone tried busting him out. Technoblade didn’t know who, he was busy taking a totem of undying into his hands, shakily hoping it wouldn’t come to that.

Quackity was pissed at what was happening, so much in fact, he disregarded the entire trial as he yanked the lever activating the mechanism that’d drop an anvil onto him in order to crush his skull. As Technoblade took in a sharp breath as the anvil came in contact with his body, the totem exploded into a burst of green and white particles, making him phase through the object without a hitch.

What wasn’t supposed to happen though, was the voices suddenly forcing him into unconsciousness as his body stumbled forwards through the cage before becoming physical once again. The thing, everyone had collectively thought as it suddenly made a mad dash in an attempt to look for something.

Everyone started screaming and running. Technoblade got out and that wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t even supposed to live, as a matter of fact.

.

“You’re on the fucking hitlist Technoblade!” Quackity screamed in rage.

The thing turned around, mouth falling open as hundreds of different voices came out at once. Quackity stepped back, the voices too much to register, him barely picking some of them up.

‘QUACKITY WHAT’ ‘BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD’ ‘CARL’ ‘Lead in pile!’ ‘Kill!!’

The voices suddenly went dull as Technoblades body went slack, before getting into a fighting stance unusual for him. ‘It’s u s Qua.kity, ch-At.’

Quackity raised his axe before Technoblades body launched forwards before raising Technoblades pickaxe. ‘We have a pickaxe,’ it grinned, ‘and we’ll put it through your teeth.’

Quackity hadn’t realized how horrible the thing was until now, until the body of Technoblade loomed above him, scratch that- the body of chat, that stood over him with a manic grin, bringing the pickaxe down into his face, killing him with that final blow.

Quackity was slain by Technoblade

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Graphic edition

https://nhi-theuserof-this.tumblr.com/post/638464376231395328/twcw-depictions-of-blood-gore-broken-body

[guckies]

Let’s all collectively convince Technoblade as his Chat which is canon to cut of the ears of everyone so that they can no longer hear dreams bullshit

Mans can’t hurt us if we don’t have ears and block him

[vivisect-victor]

techno hears voices: meh, used in canon, people make it ableist, hard to draw

techno can see ghosts: poggerz! new! original! it’s ghosts! i think he deserves it! ghosts are cool!

[cant-think-to-save-my-life]

Here have the chats of sbi, may draw others idk

(Back to front:

Tommy’s chat

Techno’s chat

Tubbo’s chat

Wilbur’s chat

Philza’s chat)