#/rp dsmp

[takomakiii]

getting dsmp content on my timeline again because of parkour civilization and it activated the maggots in my brain like sleeper agents that just heard the code word. ill never be free from these little freaks theyre like microplastics. heres the two most normal guys on the server

[pinkelotjeart]

There something so haunting about seeing the server like this, it’s all ruins. There’s no life to it like it used to be, it genuinely feels like walking through your childhood home after you moved.

There’s something to be said about how so much about the dream smp was about legacy, and what you leave behind when you’re gone. All that for it to be left with nothing, just a bunch of ruins, a desolate land. I’m glad c!tommy was able to find solace in that peace, and in the fact Jack might never see him again, just like the audience will never see him again.

Tommy has always been the protagonist running after a narritive that had long left him behind, and now he’s ready to take his final bow.

[werenotacoupleyesyouare]

anyone remember this

[quackity-rp-blog]

Your gonna have to help me stop Will from torturing tommy tho now -Schlatt

I can't let him hurt my bread supplier

[revivedbigguyschlatt]

We could have had this but no

Had what???? kids what the hell does this mean???

[quackity1999]

[ LIKE + RB THIS POST FOR INTERACTIONS IF YOU RUN A DSMP / QSMP / MCYT ROLEPLAY OR ASK BLOG!!!! ]

yes this includes ocs, or mcyt adjacent ocs, etc etc :)

[schlatts-crazy-cannibal-mind]

Hey bbg, wanna come over to mine and eat a romantic (rare) steak with me and then watch scary movies afterwards.

I'm mostly-normal, outside of my pyromaniac tendencies.

-W.S.

IF ITS A HUMAN MEAT STEAK THEN YES SURE :)

[i-should-join-the-dead]

(Gonna send this, but you don't have to reply if you're busy or don't wanna.[: )

Niki had finally managed to find 'Schlatt and Co', whatever that is, and walked up to the building. She's wearing a long red dress, it's lowcut and has a slit on one of the legs. (There's also a hole in the back for her tail). She matched her accessories and makeup to be a bright red, as well.

She entered the restaurant, glancing around the place with a look of intriguement.

-@downwiththe-tax

[Glatt fixed his suit and tie, which we're the only ones he could wear, sitting down at his restaurants table he waited and looked at his watch next to his pale hand]

[masked-ragdoll]

Philza Reference Master Post

I wanted to do a wing study, which of course turned into a Philza wing study, which then turned into me creating reference sheets for myself so I can finally have consistent Philza designs lol

and the lore animatic Phil commissioned from maepletea came out while I was working on this, so I added baby human Phil as well :D

I headcannon that the diamonds on Phil's wings are dyed, so when they get clipped then heal in purgatory, the dye isn't there cause those a new feathers

[oil-bh]

Have you ever thought about how cWilbur’s last name is “Soot”, and soot is the incomplete burning of something organic, and how his symphony was always explicitly unfinished, and how when he died he still came back? The incomplete burning of something organic. Soot

[starstrvckfool]

Art from my DSMP rp server (yes it's currently open for people to join)

EXTRA:

[xec0re]

More rp doodles :>

Schlatt taught me terrible things

[quackity-nevadas]

Hiiiiiiiii

- @lamour-et-blessures

Hey.

// ooc hiiiii. - lexi

[werenotacoupleyesyouare]

One year since the finale

"You have no more blame in this than I" by greggiana on tiktok / 1,2,3,4,7,9 art by iidalus ctommy / 5,6 art by birdiebrunch / 8 art by mal-a-l-aise

[quackity-rp-blog]

Everything had been set in place.

Today, the casino was closed, long enough for the guests to be gone, but for Quackity to still be in his office making up paperwork, so the Dogs stepped outside.

Rotty and Bull had begrudgingly gone along with the plan as Shepherd led them through it. Each stood just outside the property line, their shadows casting long black forms of themselves onto the tall casino walls. Today it would crumble. The boys pushed and shoved each other, playfully. The weight of the situation not creeping in until a text came through. With a breath, the boys looked around. Shepherd stepped forward.

Basset stood outside Quackity's house. He'd ran Cone to Rev's so he would be safe. Alaska was supposed to be here, he was supposed to be the one to blow the lid. But Basset didn't see him. He stood outside Quackity's yard, looking down at the control to his hand. As his phone buzzed, he pushed the button with a small click.

The sand shifted as thousands of pounds of materials were sent sky high. The boys at the casino running from the aftermath towards Shepherd's truck as chunks crashed into neighboring buildings, hooting and hollering at a job well done. Gunpowder and smoke clouded the sky like it had suddenly become night.

Quackity's house crumbled. Glass shot in every direction and a fire screamed out of the rubble. Chunks of foundation and beaten ground, covered the area as Basset tried. To run. He tried. He wasn't ready. The remnants of a family home, shattered into the ground. Basset took cover in a neighboring storm shelter, crying as he heard crashes of the fire spreading.

Under thousands if not millions of pounds of rubble, a heartbeat fell still.

@clinging-to-a-dream

[bugr0t]

midasduo??? in the year of our lord and saviour twenty twenty FOUR?????