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glitchyfrills · 6 months ago

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((GlitchNote: I’m back with another finally finished WIP! I’m slowly working on the few WIPs I have and hopefully soon stories that need endings will get them. But for now have this! I really like how this came out and I hope you do too!))

“The sun hasn’t even warmed the earth,” Tina complained from her spot on the ground where she collapsed when reaching their designated meeting place. “Why are we up so early?”

Badboyhalo was looking over the hill towards the slow rising sun. “Do you want to be chasing after Dream in the dark?”

He wasn’t looking at her but Tina still shook her head ‘no’ in response. A laugh from the top of a nearby tree caught her off guard. She looked up to find AntFrost balancing on a branch.

“Forget the dark.” he chuckles as he jumps down and gracefully lands on his feet as if he hadn’t been 30 feet off the ground only moments ago. “Chasing him through The Nether is gonna be a real picnic for you guys.”

Tina stood to her feet quickly, “The Nether?!”

“Yes, Tina.” Bad answered without looking up from the EnderChest he had placed to go through his inventory. “The Nether is the only realm that has Blazes. Blazes are a key part of being able to create the Eyes of Ender to get to the End.”

“I know that, Bad. I just didn’t think we’d actually have to go after him in the fucking Nether!”

“Language!” He turned to look at her in disappointment. “Why would you think going through the Nether wasn’t on the agenda today?”

“We haven’t had to go through the Nether in previous runs,” she stated.

“Well, today that changes.” Bad finally looked up from the EnderChest and tossed Tina a compass.

Ant casually walked up behind Tina and whispered, “Don’t expect that to be of any use in the Nether. We haven’t been able to find enchants to keep it from going wonky in the Nether.”

“Then what good is it to me? Why have it?! It’s just going to take up space in my already cluttered inventory!” She shouted in annoyance as she stood waving the compass around.

“Hey!” Bad shouted. “That compass will help you in the overworld. Also why is your inventory cluttered? I specifically told you ALL to organize and leave behind nonessential items.”

“Yeah Tina,” Karl teased as he wandered over from where he had been lazing about. “Organize and leave nonessential items behind.” He did his best to impersonate Bad’s tone of voice but utterly failed. Sapnap who was walking up to the group couldn’t help but chuckle at his attempt.

“Oh you're one to talk, Karl! You have nothing of value to even carry in your inventory,” Tina huffed as she struggled to find something in her inventory to drop.

Karl pouted, “I don’t need stupid items. I have all I could ever want right here.” He turned around to grab at Sapnap’s hand and pulled him into an embrace; Kissing his cheek dramatically. Sapnap playfully pushed him away.

“Sapnap is not your personal EnderChest, Karl,” Bad huffed. “I suggest you take what time we have left before we begin to get things in order.”

Tina sighed but went straight to work in attempting to organize her inventory. Karl on the other hand merely asked Sapnap to put down an EnderChest.

Bad rolled his eyes and took in their surroundings. Crossing his arms over his chest he sighed as he noticed the sun getting higher.

“Where are those muffinheads. It's getting late.”

Sapnap answered him from where he stood. He had been trying to convince Karl that it was cheating to take already made tools while he laughed at Ant doing his best to keep Tina from strangling Karl.

“I saw Dream and Sam going towards the portal. And who knows where George is; probably still sleeping.”

Bad pulled out his communicator and started typing. Soon everyone's communicators pinged with a message meant for those running late.

“Why were they headed towards the portal? We all traveled here last night,” Hannah pointed out as she stood from where she had been sitting; watching and waiting patiently.

Bad didn’t even look up at her when he answered.

“We have a few guests joining us that will be observing the hunt today.”

“Guests?” Hannah repeated.

“Yes,” Bad replied in a bored tone.

“Since when are guests allowed to observe a manhunt?” RedVelvet asked from the tree Antfrost had been sitting in.

“This will be a first,” Bad informed them. “The ManHunt is an honored tradition. Few are selected to join the rank of Hunter every so many years.” He pulled out his enchanted netherite sword from his inventory; holding it up towards the light of the slowly rising sun letting the cryptic runes engraved on it glisten. Everyone, including the seasoned hunters, watched in awe as he lowered it and put it back into its proper slot in his inventory. Every Hunter had a weapon of their choosing made out of enchanted netherite. Once fully enchanted it was then engraved with the date of their first win; the day they had become a Hunter. “We hope to expand and share our talents and skills with others from different servers.” As if on cue Dream, Sam, and George joined them with three others close behind.

“Welcome, friends!” Bad lifted his hand high and waved. “Everyone, this is Gia, Spreen, and Shadoune.”

“Some of us have met,” Sapnap dramatically rolled his eyes and walked over to Shadoune holding his hand out for a handshake. “Good to see you again, amigo.”

Shadoune too rolled his eyes as he took Sapnap’s hand and pulled him into a hug. “It’s good to see you too, my friend.”

“Spreeeen!!!” Karl squealed as he wrapped his arms around Spreen.

Hannah and Tina ran over to Gia for a group hug.

“It’s not that I’m not happy to see you but…,” Hannah slowly turned to look at Bad who was talking to Sam about something. “Is our first full attempt the best to observe?”

“Of course it is, Hannah,” Bad said matter of factly. “They may not be hunters but they are experts in their respective fields.”

“Really?” Tina chimed in.

“Yes,” Bad answered as he motioned Dream to step beside him. “Like Dream, Shadoune is a speedrunner and has Freed the End countless times. He can provide insight and tips and tricks that can be helpful.”

“And Spreen here is a seasoned PVPer,” Karl praised as he finally let go of Spreen. “He gave me a lesson once.” Karl excitedly pinched on the ball of his feet, “I learned a few things.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Tina laughed.

“Hey!” Karl was about to move towards Tina but Sapnap grabbed him by the wrist and held him back.

With Karl near him he released Karl’s wrist but then snaked his arm around his shoulders. He motioned towards Gia, “And Gia here is as smart and cunning as they get. It may not seem like a useful trait to have but being quick thinking can play a huge part in you gaining your victory.”

“Captain Puffy is the one who suggested we invite her specifically,” Sam added. “Her words were ‘She will definitely be able to help the trainees in ending Dream’s win streak’.

Everyone chuckled at what Puffy had said except Dream. He looked towards Gia with a grin and said, “She can try.”

“Can I get back to what I was saying,” Bad grumbled.

Sam rolled his eyes and nodded. But before Bad could continue Sam interrupted, “Oh one more thing.”

Bad looked like he was about to pull out his shovel and wack Sam over the head but held his temper.

“Puffy sends her apologies for not being here today. She and Foolish are off working on the ship today.”

Curiosity crossed the visitors' faces.

“Ship?” Spreen questioned.

Bad sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Yes. Once we get through our trials on land, we plan to start a Hunt in the middle of an ocean biome.”

“That’s going to be something to see,” Shadoune commented.

“Please, if possible, invite us,” Gia smiled.

Sam nodded and motioned for Bad to get back to his speech.

“As I was saying,” Bad began again, “They all can advise you in one way or another. Them observing the hunt is something that will benefit you trainees as well as the veteran hunters.”

Bad motives for Sam to put down an EnderChest. With everyone gathered around he opened the chest and pulled out new communicators for everyone.

“These are an updated version of the ones we all have at the moment,” Sam pointed out as he passed the new communicators around. “They translate to the language of your choice.”

“We thought it would be useful. Sure we all somewhat know each other's languages but if and when you get stuck this,” Bad holds up the new communicator, “will help.”

“Did you come up with this yourself?” Tina asked as she set up her new communicator.

Sam shook his head ‘no’. “Callahan did. He sends his apologies as well for missing your first full run. But he’s working on the portals.”

“Good thing too,” George chuckled. “These three almost got lost getting here.”

“A portal that can get you to several servers is rare and complicated. We are lucky that Callahan managed to get us all here safely,” Bad pointed out.

They all agreed.

“Oh!” Sam exclaimed as he reopened the EnderChest and pulled out Eyes of Ender that looked to be enchanted. “These are something new we are trying out.” Sam passed them out to Gia, Shadoune, and Spreen; each of them taking six each.

“We need twelve to open the portal,” Gia pointed out.

Bad retrieved one out of his own inventory and held it up. “These are not your ordinary Eye of Ender.” He lifted the eye in his hand up and turned it in his hands. The sun reflected a purple hue, “We managed to enchant these specifically for travel. Shattering it at your feet will get you to either The Nether or to one of the portal rooms that lead to The End.”

“You can do all that but you can’t get the stupid compasses to work in the Nether,” Tina grumbled.

“She has a point,” Karl added.

“What’s the matter, Karlito?” Spreen teased. “Afraid of getting lost in the Nether.”

Karl stood up and puffed up his chest; Sapnap laughed under his breath at his reaction, “No!”

Speen laughed as he took the Ender Eyes from Sam.

Bad cleared his throat to get the group under control. “The Hunters that specialize in certain realms will be with you in said realm to assist IF you need it.” He pointed to Antfrost and George, motioning them to stand together. “These two will be the ones that will be watching over you in the OverWorld.” He points to Sapnap and he nods his head, “Sapnap will join you in the Nether. I will join you if any of you manage to get to the Stronghold.”

Dream steps forward to stand near BadBoyHalo.

“Oh come on, you better believe I’m getting there.”

“Someone is confident,” Hannah commented as she took steps forward to stand near where Bad and Dream were while rolling her eyes dramatically. “It’s only been a few weeks since the last run but we’ve actually gotten better.” She looked towards her fellow hunters in training as they took places beside her.

George from where he stood near Ant scoffed. Ant playfully elbowed him but the grin on his face showed that he too found Hannah’s claim to be amusing.

“You wanna go bow-boy?” Hannah growled as she tried to stomp towards him. Tina took her by the shoulder to hold her back.

“Enough of this,” Bad called out. “We are just wasting time at this point.” He waved towards Sam and Sam walked to stand in front of the trainees.

“You all know the rules,” Sam began, his voice taking a serious tone. “The only tool that should be in your inventory is the compass. Any tools or weapons must be made with materials found AFTER the hunt has begun. Any violations to the rule will end the hunt and a forfeit will be issued.”

“Dream take your place,” Bad said calmly.

Dream stepped in front of the hunters in training.

“Hunters.”

Hearing Bad call them hunters had taken them by surprise. He usually called them by name or trainees but they each took their place and formed a circle around Dream.

“Ready Dream?” Bad asked.

Dream took a moment to look each of the Hunters in training in their eyes. Once he came back to the first one he started with he looked towards Bad and Sam and nodded, “Let’s do this.”

“Alright, let’s begin.”

At the sound of Bad’s words Dream shoved his way between Hannah and RedVelvet and headed towards the tree covered hills.

The ManHunt was on.

((GlitchNote: Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! It was fun (and a struggle) to write but I’m happy with it. There could be more to this story but if you want more of this please feel free to let me know. Again thank you for reading!))

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chrysalizzm · 2 years ago

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wasteland briquette: be here

written 2/19/23. this is shamelessly utter tonal whiplash from the last briquette. i also wrote the entire thing in lapslock then meticulously combed thru it twice to capitalize everything appropriately, so if i missed one its not my fault set in october 2056. read the series here.

“Karl. Karl, wake up.”

Karl groans softly, rolling over onto his belly. His shoulder hits something hard and he balks, reaching up to curl his hand around whatever got him. Cylindrical. Hard. A table leg?

“Karl,” hisses the voice more insistently. The British accent is easy to place, and the night before jolts Karl back into awareness: the agency party, the homey afterparty at Dream and George and Sapnap’s place. People trickling out, and Sapnap offering the couch and guest room to anyone who wanted to stick it out at the apartment rather than trudge across town to get back home. Karl had taken the offer gratefully—his apartment is halfway across the city, at least two subway lines away—and had promptly settled in the only available sleeping bag under the coffee table.

George is gripping his arm. “Karl,” he whispers impatiently. “Come on.”

“Awake,” Karl mumbles back, wriggling partly out of the sleeping bag in an army crawl. “Wassup?”

He’s half expecting George to inform him that some catastrophe awaits at the agency and that they’ve been called out on emergency patrol or something. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s worked off-hours. George’s expression twists, though, and he opens and closes his mouth a couple times before finally settling on, “Just come with me.”

Karl, now fully awake and thoroughly confused, sits up, sliding his knees over the wood floor. Next to him, sprawled on the couch, is Quackity, snoring up a storm. Karl spares him the fondest of glares and a tweak of his hair before standing and trailing after George in the pitch-black, silent apartment.

It’s kind of eerie. Karl has stayed over plenty of times—it just happens when your agencymates have a nice place with extra room—and it’s always loud, rambunctious, music a constant and persistent undercurrent to whatever mock fight Sapnap has picked with George and Dream’s hiccupping laughter. It’s never dead quiet like this. Karl fetches closer to George’s heels, unsettled.

They bypass the guest room, housing Callahan and Alyssa, entirely. George is making a beeline straight for the master bedroom, which as far as Karl knows is the one Dream and George and Sapnap share. Apprehension catches up to him quickly, and he pauses at the doorway as George barrels through, taking in the scene from afar.

The room is big, though it seems smaller than it is because of the giant bed. There are dressers on either side of it, a bookcase next to the big window. There’s a closed door on Karl’s right that probably leads into the master bathroom. The curtain isn’t drawn all the way, letting in a seam of city light. The glimmer catches on Sapnap’s eyes when they swivel to meet Karl’s.

“Oh, hey,” he whispers, waving. “Why’re you awake?”

“George got me.” Karl loiters at the doorway, scuffing his bare feet. “George, did you—”

George rolls his eyes and waves him over. “Come on, we haven’t got all night. It’s fine.”

Karl hesitates a second more, then shuffles in, closing the door behind him with a gentle click. Closer, and with his eyes adjusting to the dark, he can make out a lump of blanket on the bed between Sapnap and George, and peeking out over the top of it, a mop of curly hair.

Karl’s about to ask when the lump shudders, a full-body thing that makes the whole mattress creak and Sapnap curse as he leans down and whispers something to the mountain of blanket. The shivering doesn’t stop.

George, one knee planted on the bed, turns to Karl and says, grim, “Dream’s having a nightmare. I’m going to go in and wake him up, but I thought you should be here in case I fall in too deep.”

“That can happen?” Karl asks, distracted momentarily by the idea.

George sighs and snaps his fingers. “Focus. Yes, sometimes. Just if it’s really loud or intense or whatever. Do you want to stay, or should I wake up Quackity?”

Karl shakes his head, moving in closer. “No, it’s fine. I can help,” he says, and Sapnap’s gaze flickers to him briefly.

Dream, mostly fabric, makes a soft pitiful noise. Karl’s stomach clenches at the sound. George’s expression hardens, and without further ado he clambers into the bed, takes Dream’s face in his hands, and bonks their foreheads together.

“Okay, that’s gonna take them a few minutes,” Sapnap says, drawing himself up. His hair’s wild, all flat on one side presumably where his head pressed into his pillow. Karl inches closer, notching his side into the solid shape of Sapnap’s shoulder. Sapnap sighs, leaning into the touch. One of them is comforting the other, though Karl couldn’t say who.

Out of the blue, Sapnap admits quietly, “This happens sometimes. We… kinda have a lotta nightmares between the three of us, but Dream always gets bad ones. George says that’s how he first really met Dream. ‘Cause Dream was having a night terror George got him out of.”

Karl squeezes Sapnap’s arm breathlessly. “Oh.”

“‘S fine. Nothin’ new. And you’re here. That’s gotta count for somethin’.” Sapnap shunts off the ends of his words when he’s tired, apparently. Karl stifles a giggle—it’s too out of place even for him—and opts for ruffling Sapnap’s hair instead. Sapnap doesn’t complain.

The tranquility is abruptly shattered by George’s soft “Hey, hey,” and Dream’s choked, terrible gasp.

There’s a beat of just pure sound, garbled nonsense and rustling sheets and Sapnap’s soft curses and George’s steady stream of words. Karl flails mentally before his program training kicks in and he starts, absurdly, thinking about conflict de-escalation. Nothing’s escalated, he tells himself sternly, rounding the corner of the bed to George’s side and promptly freezing.

Dream’s bedhead is worse than Sapnap’s thanks to his curls, a wild halo more than anything else. His eyes are huge, locked onto George’s, and he’s white-knuckling the comforter. It takes Karl a solid second before he even processes the word salad leaving Dream’s mouth as words at all, it’s so fast and frantic.

“I was out, I was out, but they said they wanted—they wanted the Modern Era—they wanted—everything from me, everything, everything I have, everything I gave—they took me back even though I was right there, I saw the beach, and the shoreline, and they tied me up and took me back, everything they wanted from me, they—” He cuts into an incoherent sob, and George crowds in, shushing him, eyes still glowing faintly from his dreamwalking.

Sapnap hooks his chin over Dream’s shoulder, spooning him easy as anything. His arms are locked tight, though: a deep-pressure hug, Karl realizes with a start. “Easy, man,” he’s saying, clucking his tongue. “Today is… fuck, what was yesterday? Today is October 19, 2056. It’s fuckin’ three A.M. We’re in our apartment, you and me and George, in the SMP District 5 hero-res strip…”

Karl swallows. “I can go get him some water,” he volunteers timidly.

George shoots him a grateful look. “Yeah, please. Thank you,” he adds as an absentminded afterthought, his thumb stroking Dream’s knuckles. Karl takes the opportunity to back out of what is very obviously a private moment and hightail it to the kitchen.

Christ. Everyone’s nightmares are bad, sure—Karl has seen his fair share at the agency, from old roommates in his program, and he has a fair few himself—but those are nowhere near this violent, this visceral. These are actual night terrors. Fuck, Dream had been a mess.

Karl bites his lip and gropes blindly along the shelf until his fingertips reach a cup. He pulls it down, fumbles around some more for the tap, then fills the glass to the brim.

Socked feet pad closer, and Karl turns, glass in hand, to see George, the bags under his eyes starker than they were just two minutes ago. He smiles thinly. “Hi.”

Karl shrugs and holds up the water helplessly.

George’s lip quirks to see it. He saunters over to the counter to splash water on his face, slicking some of his hair out of his eyes as he does. “Thanks. Actually. It’s good for another person to be there so that one of us isn’t just alone. And it was a pretty bad one this time.”

“Are they okay?”

George hums. “Sapnap has him. There’s a rhythm to this. I mean, this is all Sapnap’s area. The touchy stuff and whatever. It’s easier for them.”

Karl nods, panicking a little on the inside. He’s running out of things to say. He wants to ask—of course he does—but he’s their friend, and it’s a gross violation of privacy to ask without Dream present, and who’s to say if Dream would even want to explain?

His mouth, of course, blurts, “Is he—why—” before Karl can clamp it shut in horror.

George isn’t even fazed. He snorts caustically. “Dream is traumatized by the pressure of being told to be the best hero or die when he was sixteen,” he says bluntly. “He’s not going to get better from that for a long time. He’s not perfect and he keeps telling himself he has to be. He’ll crack sooner or later.”

The water drips in the sink. Karl can hear Sapnap shushing Dream from the bedroom.

“George,” whispers Karl, stunned.

George’s voice is almost perfectly even, perfectly poisonous, at odds with the blank ease of his expression. “This is only the beginning. It’s going to get uglier. Something like this was never going to end on just night terrors. And when something bad happens that Dream can’t control…” He presses his lips together ‘til they go white, wavering, and finally, furtively, he ducks his head and says, low, “It’ll ruin him.”

#wasteland #dream smp #dream smp fic #karl jacobs #sapnap #dream #georgenotfound #briefly mentioned: quackity #even more briefly mentioned: callahan and alyssa #chrys writes #everyone look at me i did the thing i wrote

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karlarchive · 2 years ago

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Karl playing Everybody Wham Wham

he was foreshadowing i’m crying rn/pos

cc:

Karl: You know how me and corpse have been begging to voice actor for video games? This is how we’re gonna make our start

Corpse: This is, this is what we mean

#karl jacobs #karlnetwork #corpse husband #foolish gamers #everybody wham wham #once upon a jester #dtqk #dsmp #callahan

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404honk · 2 years ago

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WELCOME TO

DREAM SMP'S

SEASON TWO

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galacticgarlic · 1 year ago

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[ID: A graphic showing eighteen of the Dream SMP members' skins on a white background. Each is labeled with thick black text defining them as a specific phrase.

Ponk is labeled as "tax evader", Alyssa as "cottagecore lesbian", Foolish as "himbo", and Tubbo as "communist". Antfrost is "catboy", Quackity is "manic pixie dream girl", George is "homophobic homosexual", and Dream is "male thot enemy of state".

Next is Fundy, who is labeled with "he's just trying his best". Callahan says "furrycon attendee", Badboyhalo is "big titty dilf", and Sapnap is "dumbass bisexual".

Ranboo is labeled as "hot topic employee", Tommy as "poggers", CaptainPuffy as "gay wine aunt", and Punz as "soundcloud rapper". Karl is "avid sofia the first watcher" and Connoreatspants is "the normal one".

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the most scuffed dsmp alignment chart

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bleue-flora · 8 months ago

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So um, in light of my last post I was inspired to look into other dsmp people's ages because I feel like we don’t really think about it too often and oh does it make things interesting…

Just for reference and consideration, here are some United States Legal Age Minimums:

Drive: 16-18

Adult: 18-21

Vote: 18

Drink Alcohol: 21

Political Office: 25 (Representative) 30 (Senator) 35 (President)

Military: 17-18

Also Note: On average the brain is scientifically not fully developed until age 25 - and oh wouldn't you know it 90% of the server fall under that, meaning no wonder we have a bunch of wars their prefrontal cortex isn't fully developed and wouldn't you know it that part of the brain is responsible for regulating attention, behavior, and emotion as well as the processing that Actions Have Consequences... huh whelp that makes sense.

Anyways… age data is below (I didn't do everyone nor every event - nobody got time for that ;D... I didn't have time for this to begin with lol...) But I specifically want to highlight that not only was Dream 21 from Jan-Aug of his Imprisonment, but Sam was also 21 till Jun, and Quackity was literally 20 while he was daily torturing Dream... 20?! They were roughly a year apart, all of them so close. Like can you imagine, treating your peer like that? Sam is like a couple months older than Dream and that's it. Quackity can't even drink legally in the United States. That's insane...

(* to signify canonical Immortality)

Ok, so the full list of members and ages is at the bottom, but first, here are so key events I picked just to highlight their ages at the time.

Server Creation - April 24, 2020

GeorgeNotFound - 23 Callahan - 23 Dream - 20 Sapnap - 19

L'Manberg War - August 2, 2020

BadBoyHalo - 25 WilburSoot - 23 GeorgeNotFound - 23 Callahan - 23 Punz - 23 Eret - 21 Awesamdude - 21 Dream - 20 Fundy - 20 Skeppy - 20 Ponk - 20 Quackity - 19 Sapnap - 19 Niki Nihachu - 19 Jack Manifold - 17 Purpled - 16 Tubbo - 16 Tommy - 16

Pogtopia vs Manberg War - November 16th, 2020

Philza - 32* BadBoyHalo - 25 HBomb - 26 WilburSoot - 24 GeorgeNotFound - 24 Callahan - 23 Punz - 23 Karl Jacobs -22 Antfrost - 22 CaptainPuffy - 22 Eret - 21 Technoblade - 21* Awesamdude - 21 Dream - 21 Connor - 21 Schlatt - 21 Fundy - 21 Skeppy - 20 Ponk - 20 Quackity - 19 Sapnap - 19 Niki Nihachu - 19 Jack Manifold - 18 Purpled - 17 Ranboo - 17 Tubbo - 16 Tommy - 16

Exile - December 4, 2020

Ghostbur - 24 Technoblade - 21* Dream - 21 Ranboo - 17 Tubbo - 16 Tommy - 16

Doomsday - January 6, 2021

Philza - 32* HBomb - 27 Callahan - 23 Punz - 23 CaptainPuffy - 22 Eret - 21 Technoblade - 21* Dream - 21 Fundy - 21 Ponk - 20 Quackity - 20 Sapnap - 19 Niki Nihachu - 19 Jack Manifold - 18 Ranboo - 17 Tubbo - 17 Tommy - 16

Disc Confrontation - January 20, 2021

HBomb - 27 BadBoyHalo - 25 Callahan - 24 Punz - 23 Antfrost - 22 CaptainPuffy - 22 Eret - 22 Awesamdude - 21 Dream - 21 Ponk - 20 Quackity - 20 Sapnap - 19 Niki Nihachu - 19 Jack Manifold - 18 Ranboo - 17 Tubbo - 17 Tommy - 16

Quackity’s First Prison Visit - March 16, 2021

Awesamdude - 21 Dream - 21 Quackity - 20

Techno's Visit- June 6, 2021

Technoblade - 22* Awesamdude - 21 Dream - 21

Jailbreak - November 28, 2021

Philza - 33* HBomb - 27 BadBoyHalo - 26 George - 25 Callahan - 24 Punz - 24 Karl Jacobs - 23 Antfrost - 23 CaptainPuffy - 23 Foolish Gamers - 22 Eret - 22 Technoblade - 22* Awesamdude - 22 Dream - 22 Connor - 22 Fundy - 22 Skeppy - 21 Hannahxxrose - 21 Ponk - 21 Quackity - 20 Sapnap - 20 Niki Nihachu - 20 Jack Manifold - 19 Purpled - 18 Ranboo - 18 Tubbo - 17 Tommy - 17

Comprehensive List From Oldest to Youngest: Name - Date of Birth (Current Age) - [Join Date] Age when Joined

Philza- March 1, 1988 (36) – [Nov 16, 2020] 32 *Immortal*

HBomb- Jan 4, 1994 (30) – [Sept 22, 2020] 26

BadBoyHalo- April 2, 1995 (28) – [May 19, 2020] 25

Wilbur- Sept 14, 1996 (27) – [July 12, 2020] 23

GeorgeNotFound- Nov 1, 1996 (27) – [April 24, 2020] 23

Callahan- Jan 19, 1997 (27) – [April 24, 2020] 23

Punz- Jan 31, 1997 (27) – [July 7, 2020] 23

Karl Jacobs- July 19, 1998 (25) – [Aug 26, 2020] 22

Antfrost- Aug 27, 1998 (25) – [Sep 5, 2020] 22

Captain Puffy- Sept 18, 1998 (25) – [Nov 16, 2020] 22

Foolish Gamers- Dec 18, 1998 (25) – [Jan 16, 2021] 22 *Immortal*

Eret- Jan 9, 1999 (25) – [July 19, 2020] 21

Technoblade- June 1, 1999 (23) – [Sept 22, 2020] 21 *Immortal*

Awesamdude - June 8, 1999 (24) – [April 28, 2020] 20

Dream - Aug 12, 1999 (24) – [April 24, 2020] 20

Connor- Aug 26, 1999 (24) – [Nov 16, 2020] 21

Schlatt- Sept 10, 1999 (24) – [Sept 20, 2020] 21

Fundy- Oct 10, 1999 (24) – [July 7, 2020] 20

Skeppy- Jan 17, 2000 (24) – [July 18, 2020] 20

Ponk- April 18, 2000 (23) – [May 7, 2020] 20

Quackity- Dec 28, 2000 (23) – [Aug 11, 2020] 19

Sapnap- March 1, 2001 (23) – [April 24, 2020] 19

Niki Nihachu- Nov 3, 2001 (22) – [Aug 6, 2020] 18

Jack Manifold- Aug 14, 2002 (21) – [Aug 3, 2020] 17

Purpled- Oct 24, 2003 (20) – [July 9, 2020] 16

Ranboo- Nov 2, 2003 (20) – [Nov 17, 2020] 17

Tubbo- Dec 23, 2003 (20) – [July 7, 2020] 16

Tommy- April 9, 2004 (19) – [July 4, 2020] 16

They are all babies confirmed... things make so much more sense... brain development guys it's important ;)

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crimson-amarone · 8 months ago

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Fancasting for a Trigun live-action tv series/movie!! I know we got just Trigun Stampede, but we can’t let Cowboy Bebop get a live action and not Trigun right??

For all my selections I would say about 75-80% are actors I have seen in one or more of their most well known roles. For anyone else I narrowed down to 2-4 options and I did extra research into their filmography, interviews to hear their voices and general vibe, etc. And I also looked at what kind of roles they trended towards—sci-fi/fantasy and superhero media giving them bonus points.

See below for info about the actors and my runner up choices for each character. I included tidbits like their age, height, and notable roles.

For Vash and Knives I wanted to first look for real life identical twins. After some research, I believe I found a fitting pair. Cole and Dylan Sprouse, best know for their childhood roles in the Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Although I don’t think I knew their adult roles as well as their Zack and Cody days, that real twin dynamic just adds that extra layer.

Of the two, I found Cole having a softer look, and lately it appears he’s been going with black hair which seemed fitting if we think about black-haired Vash at the end of TriMax. Dylan’s look has just that different sharpness and edginess that I slotted him to Knives.

Ruby Cruz (Kit Tanthalos, Disney+’s Willow) is a very talented young woman and recently made a feature length movie debut as Hazel Callahan in Bottoms (2023) and will be starring in an upcoming rom-com The Threesome. (See notes about edit below.)

Milly was a tricky one for me. I have a couple of runners up below. My current pick is Mina Sundwall, especially for her role as Penny Robinson in Netflix’s space family drama Lost in Space.

Although I’m on board with the HC that Wolfwood is Latinx, I had to go with famous werewolf Jacob Black from Twilight, Taylor Lautner. I got a couple other choices below too.

Liam Hemsworth (or Chris idkkkk). Nuff said?

Rem was a bit hard to choose. I had to go with Candice Patton as a personal big fan of her role as Iris West in The Flash as a DC fan. She has just the right oh-crap-I-have-kids-I-am-not-prepared-at-all motherly acting vibe down pat that is essential for Rem.

Despite the fact that Christopher Daniel Barnes is always smiling in photos, his breath of filmography makes him such a good fit for wise Drunkle Roberto.

Being so effing hyped about Nicholas playing Lex Luthor in Superman Legacies (2025) he has the perfect mix of heroic and villain roles for Legato’s psychotic righteousness. And he’s already had blue hair (and fur all over his whole body) as Hank “Beast” McCoy, c’mon too easy.

Zazie Beetz… that couldn’t have been a coincidence? Like Studio Orange must have know about this actress when they worked on the Beast’s revamped design. For a second option I’d probably pick a child/adolescent actor but Zazie can pretty much take whatever form they want, so why not both? Edit: I’m going with Scarlett (Trixie from Lucifer). Very very talent young woman. She’s funny, smart, sassy.

Role: Vash the Stampede

Actor: Cole Sprouse

Age: 31

Height: 6’0”

Best known role: Cody Martin ( The Suite Life of Zack & Cody)

Runner-up Actor: Mason Dye (Jason Carver, Stranger Things)

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Role: Millions Knives

Actor: Dylan Sprouse

Age: 31

Height: 6’0”

Best known role: Zack Martin ( The Suite Life of Zack & Cody)

Runner-up Actor: Christopher Lowell (Sebastian “Bash” Howard, GLOW and Jess, How I Met Your Father)

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Role: Meryl Stryfe

Actor: Ruby Cruz

Age: 23

Height: 5’3”

Best known role: (Kit Tanthalos, Disney+’s Willow)

Edit: I swapped Ruby Cruz in for Bex as I learned how far along Bex was in their gender journey. As much as I respect Bex’s journey and the gender representation is important, I still want to pick someone I feel leans more feminine for Meryl.

Runner-up Actor: tbd, maybe Christine Lee or Ana Yi Puig

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Role: Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Actor: Taylor Lautner

Age: 32

Height: 5’8”

Best known role: Jacob Black (Twilight movies)

Runner-up Actor: David Castro (Raphael Santiago, Freeform’s Shadowhunters)

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Role: Roberto De Niro

Actor: Christopher Daniel Barnes

Age: 51

Height: 5’11”

Best known role: Spiderman (Spider-Man 90s), Prince Eric (The Little Mermaid 89)

Runner-up Actor: Edgar Ramirez (Bourne Ultimatum 2007, Carlos the Jackal, HBO’s The Undoing)

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Role: Milly Thompson

Actor: Mina Sundwall

Age: 22

Height: 5’6”

Best known role: Penny Robinson (Lost in Space, 2018)

Runner-up Actors: Liana Liberato, Kennedy McGann, Ellie Gall, Luna Wedler

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Role: Rem Saverem

Actor: Candice Patton

Age: 35

Height: 5’4”

Best known role: Iris West (CW’s The Flash)

Runner-up Actor: Lyrica Okano (Nico Minoru, Hulu’s Runaways)

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Role: Legato Bluesummers

Actor: Nicholas Hoult

Age: 34

Height: 6’3”

Best known role: Nux (Mad Max Fury Road), Hank “Beast” McKoy (X-Men movies), Lex Luthor (Superman Legacies, 2025)

Runner-up Actors:

2. Samuel Larson (Joe Hart, Glee) 3. Charlie Heaton (Jonathan Byers, Stranger Things) or 4. Brenton Twaites (Dick Grayson aka Nightwing, DC’s Titans)

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