#animatic I swear to god. it was the most emotional thing I’ve ever seen: it was like reading a really fucking good au fanfic and an animatic

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I had a dream that q!slime (but also somehow q!pac and q!tubbo as if they were the same person) got transferred to another prison via being drvgged and kidnapped, forced to be alone. There were so many attempts at escape through this massive and empty prison, it always felt so empty despite the federation workers always behind and trying to catch him when he would run away there was a giant wall surrounding the area, but eventually there was escape, but not without finally comeing across like a q!cellbit, q!mouse, and one other person that I can’t decipher. Then the person I was looking through became fully alimescicle, and juanaflippa was there.

But all 4 of them were romantic and then the charecter, q!slime, I was looking through started singing after they finally were able to escape for a bit they got outside the wall, and started trying to make their way to the others. Q!charlie started singing and finally opening up about how got must have forgotten or hated him as he was going through his life. The song was beautiful, but I can’t remember the exact words or melody. But it was beautiful.

Then the song became tragic as the federation bear workers finally found. Them. Everything went slow motion, and everyone’s faces went from being worried about what slime went through with his song, to horror and desperation. Then the scene is cut to slime, who was now morphing with tubbo as well now, and they lay on the ground with a sword in his side. You see tubbo’s spirit in the white expanse of death with Fred, and they hug and embrace each other. Slime, I couldn’t see his spirit but there was simply profound peace knowing that in the end, he knew he was loved and treasured beyond all measure.

Then cut to the future with juanaflippa playing in a playground, but she is heavily effected by the death of her father. She always appears sorrowful and doesn’t play with any of the kids at the playground where everything was now taking place. There then were strings with loops on the end, like some for of wrist ties, but those symbolized the bonds between all the 4 of them. There were blue, green, grey, and red strands that were just gently draped across the monkey bars. The ends flew in the gentle breeze as Juan’s flippa walked underneath them and the view focuses to those strands. Then everything exits out.

It was like watching an animatic, and the emotions and essence of the dream cannot be accurately put into words. It was truely something beautiful and sorrowful at the same time.

Thank you for reading this semi-unreadable ramble.