not even close baby, Technoblade never dies!

shi boo bop. ba dum de li la li la leh

- @jubilees-lost-lullaby

Wilbur what the fuck.

Ba do ba de dah. de li la li la leh

Life could be a— wait shit

Wilbur are you ok?

I am feeling spectacular and riding out the high while I have the chance

You… don't sound ok. What happened.

Hell if I know. My soul is out of whack. I’m just trying to ignore the inevitable emotional crash, and in doing so, I am singing!

#pig.squeals #guitar.strings

I'm not qualified enough for this… alright so. What are you singing hm? Let's hear it. Maybe talking makes sure you don't do something idiotic.

shi boo bop. ba dum de li la li la leh

- @jubilees-lost-lullaby

Wilbur what the fuck.

Ba do ba de dah. de li la li la leh

Life could be a— wait shit

Wilbur are you ok?

I am feeling spectacular and riding out the high while I have the chance

#pig.squeals #guitar.strings

You… don't sound ok. What happened.

shi boo bop. ba dum de li la li la leh

- @jubilees-lost-lullaby

Wilbur what the fuck.

Ba do ba de dah. de li la li la leh

Life could be a— wait shit

#pig.squeals #guitar.strings

Wilbur are you ok?

shi boo bop. ba dum de li la li la leh

- @jubilees-lost-lullaby

Wilbur what the fuck.

#pig.squeals #the.voices #guitar.strings #///IM SORRY

“hey hey! you seem pretty cool :3”

(- @starrcatz )

[Technoblade looked up]

"… uh. Thanks. I guess… and you are…?"

starrcatz

*their tails wags a bit*

“my names starrcat- but you can call me starr!! >:D im just wondering if ya know any good places to sleep :3”

"hi… Starr." [Techno is hesitant, observing the other.]

"… I don't think I do. Sorry" [he finally replied, drily.]

#pig.squeals #the.voices #OOC//HIIIII I FORGOT I HAD THIS BLOG

“hey hey! you seem pretty cool :3”

(- @starrcatz )

[Technoblade looked up]

"… uh. Thanks. I guess… and you are…?"

Hey Techno! :)

-Wil (the Soot-Daily blog)

… hey. what's up?

@soot-daily

presidentsoot

Not much. How are you doing out there in the arctic? I never see you, man. I’m sorry I haven’t stopped by in a bit.

Fine. We're… doing fine. Don't worry about it.

Hey Techno! :)

-Wil (the Soot-Daily blog)

… hey. what's up?

@soot-daily

#pig.squeals #the.voices

[a knock on the door, followed by a familiar (panicked) voice breaks the calm of the day.]

Phil? Are you here? Is everything ok?

- @underground-potato-farm

"I love all of my kids equally. Shut the fuck up and get out" A more pointed strike of the sword towards the crow in his rafters as Philza hears a knock at the door.

He stops with a sigh, one that turns slightly hopeful at the familar voice. Philza opens the door. He looks ... tired. "Techno" An attempt at a smile. "Hey mate"

[Techno was tense, a fake smile on his face as he tried to silence the voices and calm himself]

"hey Phil. Crows being annoying again? Are you alright?- why the sword…?"

"Yeah, Yeah. Just the crows acting up" What luckily sounded like a caw to techno was another pointed attack to the crow father. "Right… right… you don't have blatant favoritism towards Techno, of course not." the words had his gaze flicker to techno in worry before shaking his head free of these thoughts. "I'm- I'm okay. How are you?" His son's tense smile didn't go unnoticed. His expression turning sympathetic as he tried to ignore the crow calls. "Voices?"

[Techno hesitated, before sighing and shaking his head. He knew better than trying to hide stuff from Philza]

"yeah. They said something had happened to you and i just- i wanted to make sure everything was fine." [He hesitated for a moment again, trying to get his thoughts in line] "it seems like other than the crows nothing's wrong... is it?"

"Aw mate" The immortal's words and expression are fully sympathetic. "Yeah, Yeah I'm-" His words cut off by a loud Caw from a Crow in the rafter. More words unheard by the piglin. "Nothing's wrong Phil, right, tell him nothing's wrong other than the guilt eating you up."

"Shut up or I'm having crow for dinner" He shouts to the rafter crow before taking a breath. "I'm fine. you want some tea?"

"… yeah." Techno's words came out dryer than expected.

"tea sounds… good. Do you want me to get that crow for you?" Techno offered, with a small smile, placing a hand on Phil's shoulder.

"Ohhh, get that crow for you? You having your kids fight your battles again?"

Louder caws from the rafter. You think that poke at his pride would have the immortal saying no. But his sanity was worth more then his pride. "Please, take out the trash." A cocky smile up towards the crow paired with a final wave. Philza goes to put on the kettle so both the pair could relax once work was done.

Technoblade nodded, immediately moving to grab the crow - ignoring the way it squawked and struggled in his hold.

He unceremoniously threw it out the window, before turning back to Phil.

"anything else?"

The immortal was greatly satisficed as Techno threw the bird out the window. "Nope that's it. Thank you" He gets the cups and tea bags set up. "Anything else weighing you down?"

Technoblade shook his head, sitting back down, his leg bouncing.

"no. No I'm fine. You're good right? Then I'm fine." He was fidgeting with anything within reach, showing he wasn't being quite truthful.

#ok whag if i DIE #/pos #faves #talks.from.beyond

Door

- @underground-potato-farm

Philza could see his breath in the frigid artic air. He held his side where blood pooled, dripping onto the fresh snow as he limped back home. The "Immortal" Had barely escaped, almost lost his title as the man who never dies. Of course that was more in the grand scheme. If you're looking for a man who never loses, that's his son. Who he was returning home to see now. The artic empire. Their empire. It would be under siege soon. He needed to recover quick, of course getting to their home was never an easy part. It's miles of fresh snow and chunks of ice, finally entering a cave and seeing the start of stones they had placed. the far off glow of a furance and torches. "Techno!" He calls to his friend, his comrad, his family. The bleeding hadn't stopped. He finally reaches the piglin, working to catch his breath in the low glow of their frozen home. "They're coming. there was too many of them. I'm sorry" Several arrows had pierced his black wings, A large gash along his left side and blood staining his hands from where he tried to stop his own injuries.

❝ This isn’t brave. It’s murder. What did I ever do to you? ❞ (angst, angst, angst)

"Phil- Phil please-" [Technoblade stared at his father, his hands shaking, the blood covering him dying his once light pink hair into a deep red] "you need to trust me. Ok? This- this is the only way I- I had to-"

This game. This stupidest fucking game that pitted them against each other. The immortal had choice words with whoever was operating it. His team mate had just been slaughtered by techno. He should be relieved, techno was at his side again. they could fight together, but his teammate had done a lot the past days to protect him. It was hard to know what to feel, especially in the heat of the moment, when your friend's blood sprays onto your face, stains the grass and son's hair red. "Tech-" His breath shook. A couple steps away. He was afraid. "Only one of us is getting out. You know that"

[techno's eyes widened. One, two, three steps closer]

"wait. Wait wait- don't- don't say it like that Phil. We'll find a way out. We always have! Its us against them. Just- don't leave" [he stared at him, one hand reaching out as if to grab his father] "don't leave, dad. We'll figure it out."

[a knock on the door, followed by a familiar (panicked) voice breaks the calm of the day.]

Phil? Are you here? Is everything ok?

- @underground-potato-farm

"I love all of my kids equally. Shut the fuck up and get out" A more pointed strike of the sword towards the crow in his rafters as Philza hears a knock at the door.

He stops with a sigh, one that turns slightly hopeful at the familar voice. Philza opens the door. He looks ... tired. "Techno" An attempt at a smile. "Hey mate"

[Techno was tense, a fake smile on his face as he tried to silence the voices and calm himself]

"hey Phil. Crows being annoying again? Are you alright?- why the sword…?"

"Yeah, Yeah. Just the crows acting up" What luckily sounded like a caw to techno was another pointed attack to the crow father. "Right… right… you don't have blatant favoritism towards Techno, of course not." the words had his gaze flicker to techno in worry before shaking his head free of these thoughts. "I'm- I'm okay. How are you?" His son's tense smile didn't go unnoticed. His expression turning sympathetic as he tried to ignore the crow calls. "Voices?"

[Techno hesitated, before sighing and shaking his head. He knew better than trying to hide stuff from Philza]

"yeah. They said something had happened to you and i just- i wanted to make sure everything was fine." [He hesitated for a moment again, trying to get his thoughts in line] "it seems like other than the crows nothing's wrong... is it?"

"Aw mate" The immortal's words and expression are fully sympathetic. "Yeah, Yeah I'm-" His words cut off by a loud Caw from a Crow in the rafter. More words unheard by the piglin. "Nothing's wrong Phil, right, tell him nothing's wrong other than the guilt eating you up."

"Shut up or I'm having crow for dinner" He shouts to the rafter crow before taking a breath. "I'm fine. you want some tea?"

"… yeah." Techno's words came out dryer than expected.

"tea sounds… good. Do you want me to get that crow for you?" Techno offered, with a small smile, placing a hand on Phil's shoulder.

"Ohhh, get that crow for you? You having your kids fight your battles again?"

Louder caws from the rafter. You think that poke at his pride would have the immortal saying no. But his sanity was worth more then his pride. "Please, take out the trash." A cocky smile up towards the crow paired with a final wave. Philza goes to put on the kettle so both the pair could relax once work was done.

Technoblade nodded, immediately moving to grab the crow - ignoring the way it squawked and struggled in his hold.

He unceremoniously threw it out the window, before turning back to Phil.

"anything else?"