one of my favorite things on the dsmp is how many more endermen there are now.
people used to kill endermen anytime they accidentally looked at one from hundreds of blocks away. theyd show off how quickly they could get one to attack and cheered whenever they got pearls
and then ranboo joined! all of a sudden, people were hesitating to kill endermen. all of a sudden, these tall creatures reminded them of their new, timid, black-and-white friend. they saw how ranboo flinched at the sound of an enderman’s dying screams. they noticed how he hated eye contact, just like his ancestors. they’d wonder if this thing they were about to kill was a friend or family member of the kid’s. so they left endermen alone, logging out to avoid their anger and trading with villagers for their pearls
now, the smp is covered with endermen. its not uncommon to be approached by one on the prime path, or given a grass block while building. the tundras are filled with the humanoids, all of them knowing that there was no danger where the halfling boy lived. edward was mourned when his time finally came. now the members of the dream smp see endermen less as monsters, and more as friends :)
Mary: can you pass the-
Gabriel: I’m in love with your son!
Mary: salt. Uh… which one?
Gabriel: Sam, obviously.
Mary: good, cuz they don’t talk about it, but I’m pretty sure Dean and Castiel secretly got married and never bothered to tell anyone.
Eddie keeps it a secret from hellfire incase dustin or Erika try to tap Steve for secrets but Steve actually helps eddie workshop new ideas and characters. And the thing is he gets really into it, he loves figuring out the right ‘voice’ for each character with Eddie, he has his favourite npcs that he always asks Eddie for updates on after each campaign. He takes it personally when the party accidentally kill one of his silly little guys. Eddie dreads telling him, the whole drive home he’s chewing on a hang nail trying to figure out if he can bring Steve’s brainchild back.
Steve doesn’t get misty eyed, he just gets shitty with all of the party and they have no idea why. No context as to why steve is suddenly making comments of ‘well maybe you should just kill me about it’ and pouting. Eventually he gets so wound up he lets slip about it all and it’s absolute chaos. The kids are losing their minds. Steve!!! Backseat playing dnd!!!!! They do not rest until he joins a proper game, going out of their way to kill any npcs they suspect are Steve’s and eventually he folds much to Eddie’s amusement
i want tapl on the dsmp, but instead of as a regular character, i want him as a god. but unlike dreamxd, i would like to see him taunting the other characters to go to the end (more specifically ranboo)
just imagine this 13ft tall deity with an enchanted netherite hoe, giving eyes of ender to the local enderman hybrid and saying “don't you want to see where you came from? don't you want to see where this world begins and ends? don't you want to find new ways to protect your family?”
The fact that Cicero was attacked by a werewolf and was still able to sneak past a pretty strong troll and put up a decent fight should you try to kill him haunts me.
he's too powerful. this is so true. how did he get so strong? is he purely fueled by spite? or does he simply refuse to die? he really looked at sithis and said sorry bro i know death is your whole thing but only the listener can put me in the ground :\
Sam: It's really dark here
Gabriel: Don't worry I got this
Gabriel: *stomps heelies*
Gabriel: *slips and falls*
Gabriel: Damn it. I thought I was wearing my light up Skechers
Sam: I'm glad it's dark
I've been drawing Tighnari for the past hour. Bot only do I evidently have a problem, but I'm hoping it will grant me good luck in actually getting him.
scott: stiles is missing. can you find him?
derek: what?? do you think i have him microchipped or something?
scott: well, do you?
derek: ..yeah, hang on
Some cute stuff, because I want so
Gabriel:I want to be loved
Sam:*covers him with a blanket*
Sam:*brings candies, ice cream and a cake*
Sam:*hugs Gabriel tightly and kisses him*
Gabriel:*melts*
two: *constantly getting horribly injured*
the brigadier: oh dear. do not like this.
three: *constantly getting horribly injured, spent his first few days alive absolutely spaced out, really bad balance because he's not used to being 6'3"*
the brigadier: right. must have a doctor on hand.
four: *constantly getting horribly injured, spent his first few days alive absolutely spaced out*
the brigadier: aha! i know this one! here, doctor, have a doctor.
four: thanks, alistair! *steals him*
the brigadier: fuck.