0 Days Since Last Hermitcraft Public Execution

Can I... talk about the theory that winners help craft the next game?

Because, and I really can not say this enough, it puts So Much into perspective.

Everything starts out Normal. Three lives, simple, cut and dry, there hasn't been a winner yet. No one to help craft the game. (And there's something to be said about how simple it really was. Not even a real expectation of the world becoming pvp or combative. No idea of the war to come)

Then Grian wins. The green killer, the man who vowed his first life to the one whose life he took. The next game the boogie man is born. A mechanic that allows and, in fact, demands, a green kill. People can trade lives back and forth, currency and debt wrapped up in one. (can we still be friends? Said the red partner. A life time later and reds are hostile, alone. Maybe it's an answer: No. Not anymore)

Scott wins this time. He refuses to play the game. He will not kill his team, he will love and he will do so fiercely and with all of himself. The next game people are attached through to their very souls. Every bit of damage to one soul is done to its twin. There is no boogeyman. (There is no way for a widow to be left without their love)

Pearl wins and she wins a blood bath. Spent the game draped in red, only wolves for company. Sitting in her tower, shivering in ice, maybe she wanted it to end. To see where it would. Limited life rewards you for killing, limited life has a clock tick tick ticking down, you always no how long you have. A curse yes, but a blessing too.

Now It's Martyn's turn.

And what a turn it is.

Keep your secrets, says the disloyal man, keep them well. Everything hurts, everything Matters, says the man fracturing with every loss. (What if we could love each other without hurting? Says The Hand, who never wanted to be coated in blood)

More importantly, Martyn has always seen the watchers below the surface. Now, they're right here in front of him. Something that could almost... be rebelled against, no? Something that someone else could finally point to and say: hey, hey isn't that familiar?

iiiiiiiiiiiiii didnt expect to get very far with this but here we are! craved monster jon content and the fic rituals by doomcountry on a03 delivered on that and gave me this fun comic idea!!!

I think Americans need to understand how normal it is in other countries to have extremely limited hours of operation to ensure the sanity and health of workers are kept in tact. We are so accustomed and entitled to demanding people’s time that we forget that they’re… y’know… people

I used to get a bit annoyed by people calling Bdubs an Etho simp/stan/fangirl. I thought "They've known each other for so long, it seems a bit disrespectful to relegate Bdubs to just being a fan of Etho and not a friend."

I'll fully admit I was dead wrong. The dude's a massive Etho fangirl. He gets excited every time Etho logs onto the server. He builds things to try and impress Etho. Whenever Etho utters his name he magically materializes. He's active on Slabtwitter. He likes Etho fanart. He livetweets about watching Etho's latest episodes. He makes jokes and references that only people who regularly watch Etho's content would know. I'm pretty sure he dreams about Etho at night, and possibly has an Etho shrine in his closet. If he revealed he ran a secret Etho fan account on the side, no one would be surprised.

“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”

— Unknown

gender is a performance and im getting heckled by those old gay muppets

i love being gay on this site i love how many gay people are on this site i love that this is the blue hair and pronouns site but also i hate being gay on this site bc when you're like "please for the love of god any gay person just talk to me" when you wake up the next day 34 gay people will be like "praying for you, king... may a gay person talk to you soon...."

i’ve seen the memes of lizzie going “this is my husband joel, and this is his husband etho” but i believe we can take it further

lizzie: “this is my husband joel, and this is his husband etho, and this is etho’s boyfriend bdubs, and this bdubs’ husband impulse, and this is bdubs’ ex-wife cleo, and this is cleo’s platonic life partner scott, and this is cleo’s ex-soulmate martyn, and this is martyn’s old flame ren, and this is ren’s boyfriend bigb, and this is ren’s rival for bigb’s affections grian, and this is grian’s jilted lover scar, and this is scar’s jellie panda.”

The chest monster finally bites back, look out Scar!!

what the fuck is wrong with this movie