So, I Am Working On A Variant Of Dreamtale. Curious To See What People Think.

Nightmare and Dream are like Ink and Error in a way. They are two halves of a balance, where one is hated because of what they represent and the other is loved for the very same reasons.

when I came up with this long ago, my first thought was “ok, they represent sleep, why not have them sleeping seemingly in the states they represent.

and this in the result.

... This... I me all the time... I keep finding them.

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How About Breakfast In Bed? MasterPost!

Story:

Part 1

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Art 1

Phil's news time, go watch vod if you don't want spoilers.

So, Phil is back on the QSMP, his character seemingly went into a coma somehow in his basement after the events of Mexican independence day and had a super realistic dream of the events we saw of him being kidnaped. And then the week of hardcore streaming.

While coming out of his coma he was told by the "dream" cucarucho to wake up before he could no longer do so, before waking up in his basement.

Though even he (and I think everyone of us birds or voices) is skeptical about whether this was a dream or not. Even though the "birdhouse" doesn't exist seemingly (though the area it was in has some signs of being edited). The problem is though, he now has a potato and a poppy he did not have before.

So for now the truth of the mater is unknown.

After Phil waking up all (most) of the server members gathered at spawn after another "builds update" video and was sent on a mission to "rescue" the newest member (after having voice mod troubles thanks to the now added emersive portals mod).

I'm slightly anoyed at the mods joke involving Tubbo's home, but what can you do.

From the rescue mission though, the group got a hidden message stating that there is an entity that knows where all 7 still living eggs are, so more proof the eggs aren't dead.

However I think there are still more questions then answers involving what is going on.

Let's hope more is found out, either while Phil is still here, during his trip, or after.

... Cute.

he knit

he's not familiar with human sizes so they end up a bit large but he's learning

I have made my whole family laugh by showing them this.

*happy*

Ok, this is me being bored, so here we go, what I would do as Mother Spore's origin as Grian and how they turned to Mother Spore (based on the original post about Mother's origin here: https://www.tumblr.com/sporelings-au/722568401712791552/mother-spore-mother-spore-is-an-ancient-being?source=share )

In the beginning they were born of the wind, bird song, and the wild magic, a Sylph, a Hyster Sprite. He had once been part of a flock of many protecting children against horrid parents, even to the point of on occasion bringing young ones to fae mounds to be adopted and saved from their horrid homes. Their name back then was Grian, and they were the main voice of their flock, taking the form of a human male sometimes to spoke or tell off humans, though never for long and always keeping some part of their bird form. That was, till those who watched and hunted came. They didn't know in the beginning they would destroy the flock, the purple robed ones only watched them from afar in the beginning, enough so that the flock stopped seeing them as a threat. Then members of the flock started dissapearing and the flock started becoming more cautious, yet more still disappeared till the few who were left realised the truth. The watcheres were fae hunters, and good ones as well. So good in fact that only they got away in the end with the hunters on their tail as they soared through the skies, taking on a more human form eventualy like the elves and other fae as they tried to hide in plain sight within villages. Yet, despite their hard work they were still found and the villages ran them off with the hunters following behind.

Till the day they managed to loose them on a fae island filled with mushrooms and decay. They found the core of the fae relm, a fae of rot and decay who left behind their magic to protect any who were on the run from hunters. And there they stayed, building a large home (a mansion) on the island with wood they carried over from the mainland. The core of the island didn't seem to mind, on occasion it would even touch their mind and magic in inquiry and they would answer. And their mischievous side occasionally led them to scare the creatures on the near by main land, especially the grown humans who eventually came to fear them to the point of putting a bounty on their head.

One day though, the watchers finally caught up, and they had no where else to run.

The watchers injured him, what should have been fatally, but the island core reacted and combined it's self with them. The mycelium of the island pored into their wounds, scealing them in their wake as they and the island became one and for the first time ever they fought back with wild abandon against the humans who had hunted them for ages. The spores they released infected the men and slowly started killing them as they attacked and scared off the men from their island. At which point they went into hiding as they put up barriers of spores circling the island. Those that tried to attack them in their new home in the beginning were attacked mercilessly, till the point it just became a game to them.

As time went on they forgot their name, their beginning, and their fear of humans other then an underlying maliciousness to the adults and a lasting care for the young ones. They started going back out on occasion to toy with humans on the mainland, gaining a new name from the humans in the form of "Mother Spore". Which they were fine with, they had long since forgot their name and a new one was needed, after all names were power. Myths started to spread about them and their island, and that was fine with them.

They may no longer be what they use to be, but they were now the eternal protector of their island, and perhaps one day they could gain new fae or creatures to join them and they could expand their realm and gain recognition as someone/thing not to mess with.

:O Woah thats interesting

love the idea that mother was some sort avian that was in a flock before turning into what he is now.

for the hunters hunting her part, that gave me an idea that they were hunting him for his wings. and the insect, fairy like wings that mother have now are not hers, but a gift from the mushroom island after the hunters injured her and chopped off his wings (would be morbidly cool if they killed him and the island brought her back to "life")

like to think that the wings mother have now cant let her fly very fast and high up into skies like how her old wings would have

and that mother misses that feeling of wind hitting his face as he soars through the sky with ease very much

anyways, tq mx biologist for the delightful insight :>

Update for the 4th of November: I will state while the beginning was a bit more heavy, it didn't turn out to be much info, and I think the admins dropped the ball with their choices. If you want the full load, go watch the stream.

Ok, so what happened? All the players who can and will get on got on and learned that due to the abnormal weather conditions (and potentially so the federation could have time to figure out the black concrete) they were sending them to another federation island, which we learned was were the eggs were being kept due to the island head (who I am going to call purgatory) revealing this to the server members and reealing that the server members will compete in one of three teams for the next two weeks while also saying that the team that wins will get to bring a few eggs back home of their choice. Also one of the teams was going to be cursed.

I suggest you go look at the official streams for all the teams and their members, however I will say that Phil's team (red team called bals) consists mainly of himself, Cellbit, Slime, Jaden, Bagera, and foolish. The rest of their team members (including Wilbur) are rare shows though one was on for a bit and helped the team pop off... For a bit... Their team got bullies and is definitely the cursed team (the admins kinda proved that). Also, the team descended into madness from the bullying (with BadBoyHalo as the last straw). I saw a bit of slime's stream today (day 2 of the event) and red team had been basically stomped out of the running for the day. I will fully support red team just abandoning participation in the event and just trying to be a villager village.

I will state here that I think the event is heavily unbalanced. Phil's team is heavily understaffed, and their team consists of primarily builders or non-specialized members with poor combat experience, and they are entirely the cursed team because of the admin's own actions. I get that the admin team is trying to diversify the experience of the server but this feels poorly planned to accommodate all the islander's skills and abilities or lack their of.

Also the reveal of the Eggs being taken here puts the entirety of the minimal trust I had in the federation down the drain. It had been made clear that the federation was not the danger the eggs were afraid of, but this basically throws that bit of lore out the window and put the federation into even more hot water then they already were. It also throws the entirety of the stuff revealed during the black concrete ark into question. Yes, I get it, we are not suppose to like the federation, but there is a difference between something you are meant to hate and bad planning on the part of the writers.

Huh.

IV DONE IT

I know my science sides been kinda dead but I was getting so frustrated trying to differentiate all artistes 'avians'

...that's it, please use freely and don't feel the need to credit me, JUST USE.

It'll be fun to see arrests look at their avian OCS and going *That's you bud! See?*

Adding this because I forgor

You don't know me (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/AoWiXvg0FW Error hasn't lived a grate life, with the horrors of his job constantly haunting his mind he stopped doing many a thing to just feel vaguely okay. Ink starts to take notice of this an it makes him question how well he knows the other.