Hey So While The Server Is Closed For Now, Can We Go Back To QSMP Prison For A Minute? Because I Think

it's really weird having a first dog be blind and then getting a second who can see...like how was I supposed to be prepared for this.

this creature can perceive when I put the treats up on the high shelf. or when I hide stuff behind my back. I can't fool her!! she's always watching me and she shouldn't have this much knowledge!!!

I walk around at night and I shine my flash light directly into her eyes and I'll just be standing there staring at her weird blue orbs for like 5 seconds until I realize it's probably extremely annoying to her, because she has eyes!! I'll turn on the light in the room and she gruffs and grumbles like ?? oh right!! light wakes you up!! the fuck??

Old af postal stuff. Still like it. So me post it. (p1 and p4 Dude are mentally ill besties)

reviving this blog

That's my little guy! That's my horribly traumatized little archivist!

Look at him! My guy!

Moodboard of Benito Ranha for @filazuli !! This one was so fun to make. Like, way too fun. :3

"hi there!"

(inspired by @kultklok sentient Dude headcanons, the thing itself was deleted but it got stuck with me, because I'm a real big fan of sentient video game characters and 4th wall breaking bits and anything of that sort, so it's no surprise.)

Pac: I don't know if you remember, we left Cell on an island with just a bullet and a revolver at his disposal and we fled. So, theoretically, we outsmarted* Cell and gave him what he deserved, understand? So, my headcanon, understand? You know? But the drawing was really cool.

[ *passar a perna – literally to deceive, but the direct translation is like a leg sweep, which is why Chat responds with "What leg?" ]

Pac: [Reading chat] What leg? Yeah, not the right one. Wait– not the right. Exactly. The left. Is it the left? Wait, which leg did I lose? [...] No, wait– the left, because my dominant leg is the right. So I will choose the left. [Reading chat] "You chose?" I like to think I had the power to choose.

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Pac talks about Fuga Impossível lore and implies that Cell let him decide which leg he'd lose. 🔪

[ Full transcript / translation ↓ ]

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Pac: Guys, it's not the other way around, in my headcanon– in my headcanon– you have to know how to respect my headcanon. In my headcanon– because, I don't know if you remember, we left Cell on an island with just a bullet and a revolver at his disposal and we fled. So, theoretically, we outsmarted* Cell and gave him what he deserved, understand? So, my headcanon, understand? You know? But the drawing was really cool.

[ *passar a perna – literally to deceive, but the direct translation is like a leg sweep, which is why Chat responds with "What leg?" ]

Pac: [Reading chat] What leg? Yeah, not the right one. Wait– not the right. Exactly. The left. Is it the left? Wait, which leg did I lose? Oh sht... [Long pause] I don't remember, man. Oh, I don't know guys, I don't know. Did I decide? Oh, man. None? I'm kidding–

Pac: Well, if I have to decide? The right? I don't know. Nobody knows, right? But this drawing was really cool, it was really cool. You choose one there and I choose the right one. No, wait– the left, because my dominant leg is the right. So I will choose the left. Because like, I'm thinking like this, look what came into my head: Which leg would go away? Wow, I thought "So, if I'm going to kick a ball, I'm going to shoot it with my right leg. If I didn't have a right leg, I wouldn't be able to shoot the ball properly. So I prefer the left." That was my line of thinking, you know? I don't know. It's a bad example, right? And that's it, right? [Reading chat] "You chose?" Yeah, I like to think I had the power to choose.

*twirling hair normally* im sooooo normal about this piece of media,,,, so soso normal,,,,, *begins whirring* sooooooooooooooooooooooo noooooooormaaaaaaaal 

You guys remember the Institute campaign I mentioned? The one Benito was for?

It got extended into a longer campaign now and I'm absolutely loving it.

So! Take Father Finley, the priest turned slaughterer.

(Disturbing imagery under the cut)

Psalms 44:22 Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.

AU in which all Pepito wants is for Pepito’s dad to start smiling again. Pepito knows that Apa Roier is a HUGE fan of Spider-Man, aka Quesadilla City’s most popular superhero, but he’s been real sad since Spider-Man stopped hero-ing a couple months ago when his rival and WORST ENEMY Black Cat disappeared. And Pepito just wants Roier to be happy, so Pepito’s just gotta find Spider-Man and make him a hero again! (And maybe Pepito can get his autograph, because Spider-Man is Pepito’s favorite hero too!!!)

[An au in which Roier retires as a hero when the man he was working up the nerve to ask out vanished into thin air in a factory explosion after a fight gone wrong. He never even got to find out Black Cat’s name, and now he never will…]

[And, an au in which Cellbit has been stuck in the hospital for months in a coma, and all he’s been dreaming of is the masked hero he’s in love with.]

Hello my bun, would p1 dude like a match to smoke? ÙwÚ

you and your drawing style are phenomenally beautiful❤✨ seriously

And... That's my girl "demoiselle" (⁠.⁠⁠❛⁠⁠ᴗ⁠⁠❛⁠.⁠) >w<

- 𝙷𝚎𝚑....𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚢.