Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Yes, we're good. Do you wanna start or do u want me 2?
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u h h- could you if u don't mind ?
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Yeah sure.
Lemon crept up behind Quackity and hit him on the shoulder. He whirled and threw him into the wall. "What the f**k are you doing?" Quackity yelled.
"Showing you this," Lemon squeaked, handing Quackity a piece of paper.
"Where did you get this?" He asked, a look of horror flashing over his face.
"Karl just brought it!" Lemon squeaked. -
"Brought what?" Tubbo asked, coming out of the burger shop after hearing the commotion. He ruffled his hair slightly as he approached them, showing small stubs of horns under his unruly brown hair.
Dream yawned, tapping his fingers together in boredom. He sat on a somewhat makeshift throne in Pogtopia, a fitted clay mask placed on his face, held there with a leather strap around the back.
Sapnap brushed his black bangs out of his eyes, looking up at the large mushroom building he had been perfecting since the early hours of the morning. He rubbed his eyes, exhaling. He hadn't spoken to anyone that day, and the kingdom of Kinoko just seemed to be waking up. -
"This." Quackity handed the letter to Tubbo. "It's an invitation to a festival. We are all invited. Kinoko, El Rapids, Pogtopia, all of us." Quackity sighe and looked back at Lemon.
Gold stood from his hiding place. He watched Karl hand a letter to Lemon and instantly wondered what it was. Why was Karl even here? Wasn't he on odd terms with Quackity?
Bad was getting restless. Something was going on and he wanted to know. But he was afraid to ask about it. "Just let it play out. Those muffinheads probably are just being muffinheads." -
"Is Karl in El Rapids right now?" Tubbo asked, scanning over the letter.
"Who?" Skeppy asked Bad from a few paces away. -
Bad whirled around, his glasses slipping own his nose. He shoved them back up and shook his head. "Nothing, Skeppy, nothing."
"Yes. Karl's the one who gave me the letter." Lemon pushed xemselves away from the wall. "I dunno where he is now but he's here."
George sighed. He placed his hand against the door to Dream's "throne room" and walked in. "Dream, important news from Manberg!" He said. -
"You sure?" Skeppy pressed, approaching his friend a few steps.
"You just let Karl wander?" Tubbo said, furrowing his eyebrows. "You didn't even get someone to watch him?"
(oo- could i also be Fundy?)
Dream's head perked up, seeing George walk in. A smile appeared on his lips, unbeknownst to George. "From Manburg? What is it?" He said, cocking his head slightly to the side. -
"No. I just don't want to talk about it." Bad turned away from Skeppy, gazing out the window.
"Not my job to watch him, Tubbo!" Lemon cried, raising xeir voice. "He gave me this then walked off!"
"It's an invitation to a festival Schlatt is hosting. He wants us to go. Along with El Rapids and Kinoko Kingdom." George replied, handing Dream the letter.
(Yes, Fundy!! I forgot about him!!!!!!!!) -
(okay :D)
"Oh. Okay, well, I'm here if you change your mind," Skeppy stated, watching Bad for a moment.
"The King of Kinoko came, handed you this, and walked off?" Tubbo said with a chuckle, backing up a step when Lemon raised xeir voice. "Did he say anything?"
Dream hummed in reply, reading the letter. "Well, this was unexpected. Did a messenger give you this?" -
"He said that Schlatt himself gave him this letter. Schlatt wanted all of us. Karl also mentioned something about Schlatt wanting the Enders, which would be me and Ranboo." Lemon hissed sharply.
"Skeppy, I-I think something is going on in Manberg and Pogtopia." Bad blurted, still staring out the window.
"Yes. Although, I wouldn't quite call him a messenger. Not when he's a king. Karl Jacobs gave me this letter." George answered, watching Dream for signs of anger. -
"Okay, okay, sorry. I'm just wondering." Tubbo muttered, looking over to Quackity. "What do you think of this, Big Q?"
"What?" Skeppy asked. "In what way?"
"Karl?" Dream muttered, clicking his tongue and tapping a finger against his clay mask. "Any verbal message come with that?" He said, anger bubbling up inside of him. -
"I think we should stay here. Don't trust the time-traveler!" Gold said, mimicking Quackity.
"I saw someone pass through earlier. It looked like Karl. I think he had a letter in his hands." Bad sighed, leaning his head against the window.
"He - He said Schlatt wanted us to go. Me, you, Sapnap, Bad, Skeppy, everybody! He also mentioned something about the Enders." George replied, taking a few steps back. -
"God," Tubbo breathed, chuckling. "C'mon, why don't we just check it out? Even if it is a trick, we can take on Kinoko, easy."
(what kingdom is Bad and Skeppy in?)
"Huh," Skeppy mumbled. "So you think there's something going on between Pogtopia and Manburg? Why would they use the king of Kinoko to be the messenger, though?"
Dream glanced up at George backing away, his face falling. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get mad." He beckoned George back gently with his hand. "I- It just seems so off, Schlatt wants everyone somewhere? And so soon?" -
"No. It's Manberg. Not Kinoko. Kinoko is invited, but it's Manberg we're going to. Techno will be there." Lemon said, hoping to remind Tubbo of the last festival he was at, when Techno publicly executed him.
(Pogtopia)
"I don't know. That doesn't make sense. Last time I knew, Karl wasn't exactly thrilled to be around Schlatt." Bad whispered, tilting his head to the side.
"I know. What if it's a trap? What if he wants us all dead?" George asked, fear creeping into his voice.
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