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i've been thinking about the different places on the server... and holy shit.
you have a hole. that's it. it's a hole. there's a sheet of glass over it, and some wreckage around the edges, but it's really just a deep deep hole. sometimes people stare at it sadly. sometime the children go there and hold hands. sometimes, people tell stories about what once stood there. a beautiful nation, a beautiful home. it's gone now. it's just a hole.
there's a casino. it's in a desert. the desert is cold, though, because it's not supposed to be a desert. it's supposed to be a snowy area, but it's not. no one wants to be there. the employees have nowhere else to go. the house always wins. it's too cold.
kinoko kingdom looks beautiful. there's flowers. there's mushrooms. the residents aren't sure where they are. one doesn't remember anything. his hoodie is white. was it always? he's not sure. his husband is trying his best. he doesn't know what's going on. he's tired. the last one looks pale, washed out. he stands in front of the prison, staring at the gateway, sleep walking through town. kinoko looks beautiful, but it smells like rot.
the prison is dark. a monster stalks the corridors. he wasn't always a monster. he used to make pumpkin pie for people. he used to hold his lover tight and sing songs. he built a robot for a child once. now, though, he only knows blood and death. his arms are covered in scars from his own teeth.
the eggpire is the worst. vines made of meat trail from the ceiling. the whole place looks just a little faded. once, these things were human. once, that demon sang songs and danced with his son. once, that cat kissed his boyfriend and laughed. the vines reach out for you as you walk by.
there's other places too. a room with a table to seat the most dangerous people alive. a woman's garden, riddled with tombstones, most of which aren't for humans. a mansion for children. a palace for one person. a half-rebuilt community home.
this server was once something. something it isn't anymore.
no one talks about the past.
it hurts more to admit it didn't always hurt.
bench trio.
making a post on tumblr dot com will get you one of three endings:
one: the neutral ending. nothing happens. you get one note from a mutual liking it and then nothing.
two: the bad ending. you get four people reblogging asking for clarification and a dozen who don't give you the chance. someone in your inbox calls you a monster. you delete the post.
three: the other bad ending. why are my posts showing up in tiktok comps and instagram posts with the icon i used two years ago.
c!skeppy's existence is something that will never not drive me crazy.
this man's possession was the inciting incident on one of the most compelling and fucked up arcs on the server.
his soulmate is hailed as a threat by dream himself.
he is one of the most terrifyingly acted characters on the smp, despite his cc not giving a shit about lore.
also he does a little trolling and literally looks like :P as a human
love how etho refuses to reveal any sort of information about himself other than like. he's tall and canadian, whereas joe practically doxxes himself at the begining of every video.
dsmp fans when you mention getting into dream smp: 'ohhhh you had to be there in the beginning... i don't know if you'll get it.... there's too much nuance you've missed...'
hermitcraft fans when you mention getting into hermitcraft:
you know that one character who, every time you think about them, you get a little bit sadder?