#cellbit you're incredible

[somebluemelodies]

we're definitely getting more of this in the future SHAKING YOUR SHOULDERS CELLBIT

but like... omg. part 1 was incredible as is but part 2 in person was just... idk how to describe it i'm just so fucking happy and in awe and stunned like ????? all the players' acting was incredible and cellbit is such a fucking cool gm and shoutout to everyone who worked behind the scenes !!

this had to have been one of the coolest things i've ever watched and i'm so so excited to see what happens next with ordem :'D

[eternallovers65]

Watching the fight again, and I want to punch and hug both cellbit and forever from delivering the best rp moment so far in this server i-

Forever crying. His shocked face when the bed got broken to the sudden but immediate warm smile at the end reassuring everything will be fine and cucurucho will deal with this

Cellbit's angry and frustrated screams begging his best friend to snap out of it. The voice cracks when asking forever to look him in the eye and not abandon him, not him too, not right now. Saying he will also save forever from whatever is wrong with him, that he will not lose his son and best friend

[antimony-medusa]

Anyways, prompted by nothing in particular (lies, prompted by a scroll through the tag this morning, that was bracing), I think it might be good to remember the things we like about other people in the community.

For example:

BBH fans are some of the most consistently hilarious posters on this sight. Absolutely fantastic mpreg posting, and the art is incredible with your guy on the whole spectrum from creechur to in drag. He has the range. I hope your guy gets pregnant in canon for you, you deserve it.

Tubblings, you post some of the most interesting meta concepts out of moments I have sometimes been in stream for and entirely missed. You are always watching and always ready to take a throwaway line and go "let's unpack that" and bring something heartbreaking out of it. I love getting out of stream and checking up on what Tubbo is up to and finding a) hilarious clips of the creator being out of pocket, b) some new analysis of a tubbo moment that turns me into the crycat meme.

Wilburians, your ability to take like nine streams and *continue to make content out of it* is inspiring. Your guy may not stream, but by god you are keeping the flame alive and you will be ready when he comes back. Please come back, Wilbur, there are so many men you could flirt with here. Leave New York alone, Wilbur, come back and talk to your daughter.

Mariana fans, not only do you have simply fantastic photos to share of your guy looking like a butch lesbian, those enrich my dash every time, but also I have laughed at jokes in a language I don't speak because your guy is so funny and the clips you are make and share are so good. The "mariana unpacks period products" is sincerely one of the funniest things I've ever seen, thank you so much for sharing it.

Etoiles fans, your art is SO GOOD. Like oh my god the Etoiles art is like 100% a banger EVERY TIME. Which is as it should be, your guy simply is that cool, but oh my god, the art is so good. I don't have more words here I am just flailing at the camera. The art is SO GOOD.

Bagi posters, your cubito is one of the most compelling actors on the server, for real, and you are so generous with translating whole speeches done in languages I don't speak. I sat just transfixed during that whole conversation with Cellbit after they discovered their relationship, because the emotion in the argument was so real, and then I scrolled down and found a whole translation and went oh thank you, now I know what people were saying. I'm sorry Empanada lost a life, but your creator's response to it was one for the record books in terms of emotional reaction, and I have seen some fully incredible animations made of it. You take amazing content and make something even cooler out of it, and I'm always so impressed but what you're up to.

Now you go. Tell me something you appreciate about another sub-community.

[why-do-we-do-this]

(Translation + Transcript)

Roier: So you're calling me a door?

Cellbit: Yes- yes, because it's beautiful and it protects me.

Roier: It protects you but it's a door that gets touched by zombies all the time.

Badboyhalo: My latino people?

*Cellbit and Roier losing their shit*

Roier: Oww my head *laughing* holy shit

BBH: Richarlyson put it on a sign!

Roier: Incredible, incredible, Badboyhalo, hoooly…

Cellbit: That was really good- That was really good!

Roier: My latino people! Incredible, nice job, Badboyhalo, nice job!

Cellbit (crosstalk): That was- That was good- That was really good.

[galatoma]

Ghost Cellbit going "im not dantdm you fuckers" while foolish, tubbo, and charlie just keep saying shit like "what? No you're absolutely dantdm you have the goggles" and "see this is a common phenomenon with ghosts, they forget who they are" is getting to me. They'd be incredible ghost hunters

[qsmpbutwithsignlanguage]

Hihi, I still constantly think about the fact that Baghera put English and French subtitles on her vlog. That Offline TV put Spanish subtitles on their collaboration with Quackity, and it's the only video of theirs (to my knowledge) that has subtitles in a language other than English. That RubberRoss put subtitles in Brazilian Portuguese on his video with Cellbit. Specifically with OTV and RobberRoss, they don't speak these languages. The people that they are collaborating with (Quackity and Cellbit respectively) do, and so do the audiences of those creators. They don't technically have to put up those subtitles, they would still have a successful video even if they left it to auto-generated English captions, or maybe, if they're feeling nice, manually added English captions. But they add the subtitles in the second language.

And the fact that they're manually added, not auto-translated or auto-generated, means that there's less room for confusion. I have watched way too many auto-translated VODs for my own good, and while they do the trick if you're in a bit of a pinch, they are quite janky.

IDK if they hire someone to do the translations (I know with Baghera, she likely translated the entire thing herself into both languages), or if the person that they're collaborating with buckles down to pull an all-nighter and add them all in, but either way the captions get added, and there's something about that that I find to be uniquely incredible. OTV and RubberRoss wouldn't have done it otherwise, if not for the person they were collaborating with.

I'm rambling at this point, though, so I'll cap it off here. I just really like it when there are captions in another language, even if I don't speak it, because it shows that the creator of the video took the time and effort to get them there in the first place.

[isa-ghost]

Do you have any headcanons as far as Philza and BBHs' relationship? I've enjoyed thinking about that because I think it's one of the few relationships on Philza's side that's actually a bit more complicated? But also Philza saying that BBH wouldn't lie is the funniest thing ever.

Or if no headcanons about Philza and BBH specifically what about Philza, Bad, and Cellbit as a trio in charge of the order because I really loved that

OOOH this is gonna be an interesting challenge because I don't watch a lot of Bad :0!

qPhil headcanons masterlist

Obligatory they're both thousands of years old mention. There's some things they can talk about and relate on that no one else on the island can. MAYBE Foolish, but Foolish tends to just focus on the present and vibe. Phil and Bad though, in the right conditions, they could and will have deep conversations about the past and their experiences.

On that note holy fucking shit these two would be terrifying teamed up together. If the Feds ever do something harmful or permanent to the eggs, god help them when these two decide they're armed enough and hatch a plan. They'll rain hell on the entire island and then some. And every other parent will be more than willing to join them. Do Not Piss Off The Immortal Murder Dads.

Phil could tell clearly that Bad is part demon. Finding out he was part reaper was a surprise. Honestly with how much of a lil trickster Bad is, Phil is surprised he isn't part Fae or something.

Phil takes one look at how Bad goes "no idea what you're talking about, nothing happened :D" about stuff like him Literally Dying and is like [uncanny Mr Incredible] "at least I'm not that bad." Phil just (very poorly) hides things and says he's fine. He doesn't straight up deny anything happened (and couldn't convincingly act like nothing is wrong the way Bad can if he tried)

Missa is a reaper. Bad is a reaper. Phil wants to see them talk about reaper things together. Or see them both in action. He himself can also carry small conversations about it since he's learned so much through osmosis :D

Actually that's kinda why Phil feared Bad so much during Purgatory. That was him in action. And he never wants to be on an opposing side of it again.

He doesn't resent Bad for Purgatory btw he just jokes like it sometimes. Same as with Tubbo (or anyone else for that matter), he blames the Watcher for trying to destroy their friendships.

Has straight up looked Bad in the eyes like "are you aware you are raising the most terrifying egg. Are you." He genuinely thinks if Dapper wanted to, he could kill Phil in his sleep. Every time he sees Dapper, he's learned something new and insane.

Tbh Phil sometimes envies how full of whimsy Bad is. He's seen infinitely more horrors than Phil for sure, yet he always ironically seems like a little ball of sunshine despite being a literal shadow lookin demon. What The Fuck is this man's secret to staying so silly.

Phil is endlessly fascinated by the extent to which Bad can come up with more and new protections for the eggs. He thinks of stuff not even remotely on Phil's radar. See, Phil's a safety expert as a survivalist, but most of his skills involve using what's around you and your wits, because survival is largely about relying only on yourself because you rarely have any other choice. Bad on the other hand will not hesitate to seek out new tech, other people, or tinker and experiment until he discovers new ways to use anything and everything he can get his hands on. Phil admires how intuitive he is.

Also Bad is really good at making bases and Phil enjoys seeing how balanced the aesthetics and practical parts are. Bad can make something look cozy and lavish as hell while also putting like a billion farms and gadgets into it.

I wonder how a conversation about possession would go. :) Surely Bad has some insight on it as a demon?

Something about how the two of them have arguably the most horrific egg death nightmares. I don't know where to go with this but goddamn would Crows and Ghosties be feasting.

Actually wait shut up, I just realized something kinda cute. In the same way Phil can talk to birds (particularly crows ofc), Bad can talk to the dead/undead (particularly ghosts). Imagine the sillies that could come out of that. It's said that animals can see the dead, what if Phil's murder conspires with the ghosts that follow Bad around ;D

The moment Phil would use his wings if they were healed, Bad would clock that he's the Angel of Death. I'm not sure he saw Phil flying during Purgatory, but if he did, he knows. And that would lead to many interesting conversations. :)

[theperksofbeingstupid]

spiderbit fluff or fright fic!!!! for the prompt vampires!!! inspired by johannis' incredible art !!!

Roier's hand is warm where it holds his chin, tilting his head this way and that. They're so close that their noses are almost touching, where their breaths would intermingle if they could. Roier's eyes are so deep and dark that Cellbit could almost fall into them, not that he would mind, and he could live there forever. If he still had a heart it would be beating irreparably fast, giving him away instantaneously.

Cellbit wants to kiss him.

Roier's hair is perfectly coiffed, his bright red bandana peaking through the strands as he squints at Cellbit. His brow is furrowed, and one of his fangs threatens to pierce his own lip as he frowns in concentration. Cellbit resists the urge to squirm in Roier's grip, he feels a little like a butterfly pinned to a cork board. It's an incredibly attractive feeling.

Cellbit really wants to kiss him.

"No te muevas, gatinho," Roier whispers, and pulls back slightly to admire his handiwork.

"Eu literalmente não me mexi," Cellbit answers, but dutifully stays still.

Roier's other hand is holding an eyeliner pencil to his eyes, fingers resting steady on Cellbit's temple. The hand on his chin strokes small circles against his skin, tightening ever so slightly whenever he needs to be repositioned.

Cellbit doesn't usually wear makeup, but Roier had been so insistent, and incredibly annoying, to where Cellbit couldn't bear to say no. He'd looked up at him as Cellbit got out of bed that evening and begged and begged and begged him to let Roier do him up all pretty for the morning. He'd relented, finally, after Roier had showed him his plans for their matching outfits. Plus, as a bonus, he got to sit and watch as Roier expertly applied red eye shadow and a deep red tint to his own lips. And now Cellbit gets to sit in his husband's lap as Roier paints him in colours he doesn't even care to see.

Cellbit really, really, wants to kiss him.

Roier frowns again, and tilts Cellbit's head to the left, and then the right. "It'll do," he says, and leans over to drop the eyeliner pencil into the bin he'd dragged out of their bathroom and onto their bed.

"Can I move?" Cellbit asks, and the second Roier nods his head he's wrapping his arms around Roier's waist and knocking them both down on the bed.

Cellbit slams his lips against Roier's, ignoring the way their teeth clack painfully against each other. He's been desperately holding back from littering Roier's face and chest with kisses from the second he pulled his jacket on over his blouse and cravat. He looks… delectable. Like a glass of the fine wine Cellbit hasn't been able to enjoy in years, now that everything that isn't blood turns to ash in his mouth.

It's fine though. It's more than fine. Cellbit wouldn't trade having been saved by the love of his life for the world. His heart has always belonged to him anyways.

"Você é a pessoa mais bonita que eu já conheci na minha vida inteira," he breathes against Roier's lips.

The other lets out a laugh and adjusts their positions, pulling Cellbit down on top of him properly and tugging him closer by the nape of his neck.

"I know," he smiles, and then flips them around so Cellbit is pressed against the mattress as Roier stares him down. "Now don't fuck up my hard work, gatinho. The guests haven't even arrived," he says, bopping Cellbit on the nose with a finger before making his way back to the bathroom with the makeup bin.

Cellbit throws his hands to the side and groans. "But guapito," he tries, "How am I supposed to resist all morning when you look like that?"

Roier pops his head through the door frame, "If you're good I'll let you take a bite for dinner," and before he disappears back into the confines of the bathroom to perfect who knows what for his outfit, he leaves Cellbit with a wink.

Cellbit glares at the ceiling. Stupid husband and his stupid fat ass and his stupid, luscious, kissable lips. At least he managed to kiss Roier once before they got caught up in hosting another dinner party at the Castelo. Woe is he.

[atthebell]

cellbit and richas incredibly silly shrek moment (full transcript under the readmore)

Cellbit: Son, shhh. [whispering] Don't look, don't look, to be discrete, but that's the actor from Shrek. [points at a donkey] He acted in Shrek, he's famous. Richas: are you sure it's him dad? Cellbit: It's really him, damn, it must be him, it looks just like him, but older, it's been some time. Do you want me to take a photo-- a selfie with you and him? [Richas nods] Cellbit: Okay, let's go, let's go.

Transcript:

Cellbit: Son, shhh. [whispering] Don't look, don't look, to be discrete, but that's the actor from Shrek. [points at a donkey] He acted in Shrek, he's famous. Richas: are you sure it's him dad? Cellbit: It's really him, damn, it must be him, it looks just like him, but older, it's been some time. Do you want me to take a photo-- a selfie with you and him? [Richas nods] Cellbit: Okay, let's go, let's go. Cellbit (in English, addressing the donkey): Hello, excuse me! Hi! Burro from Shrek! Big fan! Can you please take a picture with my-- [Richas gets on the donkey, Cellbit takes a photo and then immediately kills the donkey once Richas gets off] Cellbit: Shh, son, I don't want them to make a Shrek 4 and ruin the franchise. Let's go! [Whimpers with despair] Ah, no, son! They already made Shrek 4! Richas: wait, didn't he also have a kid with a dragon? Cellbit: That's true, holy shit! Do you want to keep your father? Wait, no, it's good that I killed him, he's not your dad, your dad is who raises you! Richas: it couldn't be that this dragon is... Cellbit: Your dad is who raises you, Richarlyson. Even though you're the son of a donkey* and a dragon, you have FIVE donkeys taking care of you every day. Well, four, right now, five again with Quackity. You have four and a half donkeys taking care of you, you don't need this donkey over here with no job.

*"burro" in portuguese (and in spanish) translates as both "donkey" and "idiot;" so the joke here is that cellbit is calling all of richas' dads idiots and comparing them to an actual donkey

[becauseplot]

Hi hello yes more thoughts about this hgduo pre-canon, hunger games/wars au(??) because my brain is rotating them at incredible speeds. (Obligatory cannibalism tw because yeah the lore do be like that.)

Bad originally finds Cellbit while the kid is trying to use a dagger to carve up a body to eat---key word trying. Bad stands back and watches him struggle for about thirty seconds before speaking up: "You're holding that wrong." (The kid jumps about two feet in the air. "WhhUH---") "Also you're not supposed to carve with a dagger, silly. You should really be using a knife. Here." And Bad passes him one of his hunting knives.

Bad mentally dubs Cellbit "Dagger-Kid" because he doesn't know Cellbit's name. When Cellbit later admits he doesn't know his name either, Bad officially dubs him "Dagger-Kid" or "Dagger" for short. ((For the rest of this I'll be calling Cellbit "Dagger")) ((Also I'm not 100% on this name yet but we'll see.))

I should note that I also think it would be funny that every time Dagger does something notable or reveals a new quality about himself, Bad tries to give him a new name. Like, they scavenge a piece of chocolate off one of their victims and Dagger loves it, so Bad tries to suggest, "Oh oh! What if we called you 'Sweets'! Or 'Chocolate'? 'Coco,' maybe?" all of which Dagger (playfully) rolls his eyes at. Bad rotates through nicknames regularly, but Dagger personally sticks with the first name Bad gave him.

Dagger was on his own for two months before he met Bad. He is injured and half-starved and utterly exhausted. The first time they make camp together, Dagger promises he'll take the first watch, but he nods off before even Bad can fall asleep. It's the first time Dagger has felt safe enough to truly relax, so his body just crashes. He sleeps for twelve hours.

This one's honestly more of a general qsmp headcanon I have but it goes here too: Bad teaches Dagger how to throw knives (for combat) and how to do knife tricks (for fun). Current-day Cellbit still remembers how to do the tricks, and he'll often use them as a way of fidgeting when he's thinking---with a pen or pencil instead, though.

One of Dagger's natural talents is stealth. He's not as quiet as Bad, but he's definitely good at it; his cat-hybrid traits definitely lend him a hand here, too. It's the main way Dagger survived before meeting Bad, stealing supplies out of camps while people were sleeping.

Bad, being a demon, doesn't need to eat, drink, or sleep as much as mortals do, and certainly not as much as a teenage boy. To him, it only seems practical that he gives himself smaller portions of their rations, or takes longer nightwatch shifts. But Dagger (who can scarcely imagine ever being not hungry or not tired, much less at the same time) is still grateful and feels somewhat indebted to Bad, even after Bad explains.

Dagger (a cat hybrid and a little more than a bit messed up) bites to show affection. Usually Bad's arm. Any normal guy would be injured by the force of Dagger's bite---Dagger doesn't really seem to understand that not-biting-hard is an option---but Bad doesn't really mind it.

(The truth is that deep down Dagger really wants to hug Bad, but he knows Bad isn't a very cuddly person, and yeah Bad might give him a hug if he asked but he's too afraid to ask so all that affection stays bottled up until it rises rises rises and he just doesn't know what to do with it anymore and it needs OUT---)

Bad thwacks Dagger upside the head with his tail whenever Dagger is being a "little rapscallion" and eventually Dagger starts retaliating. His tail isn't as long or flexible as Bad's but he definitely does try.

Bad has a lot of stories to tell. Some true, some made up on the fly. He's always liked telling stories, and Dagger is a captive audience. He learns Dagger loves mysteries, and suddenly, all of his campfire stories are about spies, and detectives, and red-string cork boards and espionage.

The thing Dagger fears the most is that one morning he'll wake up and Bad won't be there because Bad decided Dagger slowed him down and thus abandoned him. He thinks about this near-constantly. (The thing Bad fears the most is that one morning he'll wake up and look at Dagger and start caring like he used to a long, long time ago. He does not think about this at all.)

[murky-tannin]

you had BASED tags under that museum discourse post, i had to laugh when i saw people complaining that museum doesn’t have enough cellbit or roier arts lately like ??? have these people been sleeping under a rock for the last 10 months or

Genuinely!!! I had a Roier fan tell me I didn't know what it was like for my cc to be "underappreciated" (me, a Maxo fan) and just. Roier?? Roier, fandom and admin fav since the start. ROIER. ROIER is being ignored.

I've seen multiple people claim he's being genuine when he jokes about not enough spiderbit art or art of him in the museum. As if the joke isn't he has way more then others and asking for more is ridiculous. As if the joke isn't "Roier of all people asking for more art of him would be so dumb". They think it's genuine. Also, if it WAS genuine that would be Wrong of ccRoier and incredibly self centered, not something to agree with?

Idk just. If you're gonna talk about times where ccs were shafted in the museum, talk about how Fit used to be a great example of this, or Pierre, or Ramón, or Mouse, or something. Talk about people who play pretty often who don't get much art featured if any, talk about people who never play who get a lot of art featured in comparison. Talk about what is in the art itself. Don't talk about how two of the three biggest fan favs who have dominated the museum since it's inception "aren't getting enough art"

[disfrutalakia]

Hi. I lurked your blog a lot a while ago but I stopped watching qsmp in January and eventually lost track of what was going on in the server except for some of the stuff with the admins. I also lost interest in Portuguese around January because after what happened around That Time, even that was just making me sad and upset.

I'm remembering that around this time last year was when I started watching a lot of qsmp, and I miss it. (A whole damn YEAR?!) And I miss some of the fanbase too. I learned just as much about language and culture from people in the fandom as I learned from the server itself. I especially miss the Brazilian CCs and I want to start watching them and/or qsmp again (Pac and Cellbit especially) and trying to learn Portuguese again. But I have no idea what's been going on and it's surprisingly difficult to try to figure it out by digging around on tumblr.

May I please ask for a quick summary, if you're up for it? Just as much as you feel like, it doesn't have to be extensive if you do it. I would be incredibly grateful but I know it might be a lot of work. (I already know about the stuff with Cellbit's ex, but I have no idea what else has been going on with him.)

And honestly, the main thing I want to know is the situation with Richarlyson's admin. If they're no longer in the project, that's okay, it's probably best for their health and I support it. But I just need to know if they know how loved and appreciated they are. Richas was my favorite egg and the admin was my favorite admin too. I hope they're doing well, wherever they are and whoever they are.

Sincerely, some random American

Hello!

Anon I will try my best but I have to be honest with you, I haven't kept up that well since january (my mental health was really fucked from all that happened and I needed to take a step back) but from important bullet points that I can remember

Please people add onto this so anon can get a true lore recap

- we had the server restart that introduced the mechanics of coins system and all that

- the mr duck from before was apparently replaced by a mr bunny

- Badboyhalo fucking died and then came back without any memories (if you want to see him dying the stream is sweet despair and it's beautiful and sad one)

- Tubbo died too but also came back

- Creation lore (literally cannot explain this, need some tublings on the job please)

- Fit's mission deadline arrived

- Fit was sent to a pit by Madagio (his boss) and like, he is still there right now

- on Cellbit, well, he was having a skate arc (literally, he would skateboard everywhere)

That's as much as I can remember right now (it's 3am so my memory is extremely fucked) and if anyone wants to add onto this please do, clearly I couldn't remember everything lmao

Now on Richas situation, he is currently on the server, he woke up and was on Bad's stream earlier today! So he is still around and shows up on Mike's streams a lot and also Bad

I'm sorry that I couldn't be of much help </3 but like I said, january fucked with me and I couldn't keep up as much or I would get physically anxious, so

[anonymous-dentist]

I have so many qualms with people trying to insert tubbo into the lore of the mystery siblings, sure crack theory haha third inexplicably english sibling, but I can be sure that those people never sat and watched Cellbit and Bagi interact, their rp when the characters realised they were twins. I don't even speak Portuguese and it was incredible, cc's speaking their own languages in their rp makes it all the more real. Insert tubbo into that and you're forcing English into what is currently a uniquely Brazilian story (as in having Bagi and Cellbit having that established dynamic.)

And a solid 99% of the people I’ve seen try and enforce this dynamic have never seen a Cellbit or Bagi stream. They only hear their lore secondhand and have decided that Bagi, aka the Woman, deserves to be dedicated to their favorite male character the same way cNiki and cPuffy had their characters and relationships erased to make them relayed to cTubbo in some way. And they do that by doing what the SBI fandom has been doing with Cellbit for MONTHS now and erasing her Brazilian Self and making her just Tubbo’s Sister

Everything has to be about their blorbo, and it’s both uniquely, and unintentionally, xenophobic and misogynistic.

Because, let’s face it, if it was Bagi and Tubbo that were revealed to be twins to begin with, nobody besides the Brazilians and people who watch Bagi and Cellbit’s streams would be fighting, because It All Has To Go Back To The British

[pe0ple3ater]

Hello! As per request, here is my full analysis on Cellbit and his turn to cannibalism!

Before you read, here are some things to keep in mind!

This is only my interpretation, you're allowed to disagree. If you do, I'd really be happy if you, respectfully, added to the post! I want to hear your thoughts and analysis. Or you can DM me! Let me say it again, you will respectfully disagree with me. If you're rude, I'll ignore and or block ^^

I am just some guy, I don't have all of the answers. I'm only a casual watcher of Cellbit and only know his lore from what I've read! I may be wrong! However, I have taken a lot of time reading up on him and watching as many videos and clips as I can hehe

This dives into some heavy shit., such as Cellbit's negative feelings about himself, delusions, and unhealthy relationships. You need to be aware while reading this!

It's written a bit like a fic, because I can't help but be dramatic

Enjoy!

An exploration of Cellbit, violence, cannibalism, and love.

The first we know of Cellbit is the Hunger Games event, made canon by his conversations with Bad.

Cellbit was young, a child soldier thrown into these harsh games for the pleasure of faceless watchers because it was either die in the streets or die trying to get some quick cash and possibly win.

The whole situation is fully out of his control; this is the beginning of his spiral.

Keep in mind that he's a child. These conditions are not what he should be dealing with. His mind is forced into a survival mode where he has to do whatever he can to stay alive.

He has to kill people to survive, and then when things get bad, he has to eat people to survive. It's what he has to do. He has Bad, the first person he’s ever looked up to and has wanted to make proud, showing him how to butcher a body and what parts taste the best.

Cellbit has to do this, or he'll die.

It's out of his control.

To deal with the disgust, the fear, the self-loathing, and the trauma. His brain forces him to convince himself to like it. It's easier to enjoy the things that scare you than to be constantly disgusted and afraid by them. He convinces himself he likes it all, the blood, the killing, the cannibalism. It still makes him sick; deep down, a part of him knows he's wrong. He hates these acts and feels disgusted; he manages to drown it out with the screams of the people he has to kill.

When they win, and he looks over to see Bad smiling tiredly at him, ragged and flushed with victory and pride, it solidifies that enjoyment in his head. He won, he did everything he had to, and he feels good right now, and that means that everything he had to do to get here is good as well.

He's a child, remember that.

Next, he's in prison.

Another situation where he has no control other than what he can force himself to have.

The phone becomes a comfort, a lifeline he uses to force the people around him into respecting and fearing him.

People being scared of him feels good, incredible.

No one has ever really been afraid of Cellbit before. If they're scared of him, they can't hurt him. He learns to manipulate people, and he garners the respect and control he’s been grappling for. He becomes some twisted form of friends with Felps, someone who respects and fears and helps him. It's good, he's settled.

He keeps trying to escape because that's just another thing he can control.

Then he meets Pac, and maybe he falls in love, but at this point, he is an amalgamation of trauma and violence. He has never been in love or been loved, not by anything but the hilt of his knife. Pac is like him; he can see it in how he throws himself at situations that scare him. Cell can see the flash of interest in his eyes when they look at each other. Cell wants to have him. He makes Pac afraid of him; he controls him because if Cell can control him, maybe he can keep him. It’s what he’s learned to be true of himself.

They plan to escape, and they try to leave him alone. Cell's control on the situation slips, and he lashes out against the people trying to take it away. He feels nothing when he kills JV other than rage and his blood on his hands.

He needs to restate his control over Pac. He needs Pac to be his forever, in some way. So he eats his leg.

He likes eating people, and he likes Pac. These wires are crossed in his head. All Cell has ever known is violence; every time he's cared about someone, it's always ended in pain. He doesn't know any other way to be. He hurts Pac, and he eats his leg so that Pac will bear that mark forever. He will never exist without the mark of what Cell did to him. He will never escape from Cell’s love, and Cell will always hold that over him. It makes Cell so happy; he thinks he loves Pac, and now Pac will always know how Cell feels about him.

He kills Felps. It hurts. He doesn't want to, but he can't leave any ties to be found; if Felps hates him, it's easier.

They escape, and he gets left behind. He does what he needs to do to survive; finally, his life is his.

He gets "better," goes to therapy, and tries to fix himself. He learns that he is fundamentally wrong and that his brain doesn't work as it should. He understands that he is a monster, and Cell can't look at himself in the mirror for a long time. He stays away from people, mostly.

He goes to Quesadilla Island, and for a while, things are okay.

Pac is there; every time Cellbit looks at Pac, the broken part in him purrs and claws at his throat, and the new parts of himself he's trying to establish shrink away in disgust. He apologizes and makes promises he doesn't know he can keep. Mike glares at him, he’s always been the angry part of Tazercraft. Pac looks at him wearily, leans away when he gets too close. Yet he accepts him without much fight. Cellbit tries not to think about other times he accepted him without a fight.

Cellbit has a fragile control over his life.

He spends many days barely holding himself back from hurting Roier. He loves him, and no matter how many times Cellbit tells himself it's not true, he will always be made of violence. He forcibly files down the parts of himself that he knows hurt people. He tries so hard. He dreams of Roier under him, chest open and heart bared to him. Waking up from those dreams he’s filled with pride and love. He curls around his husband and sobs into his chest, and Roier tries to reassure him that it's okay; he knows Cellbit would never hurt him. Cellbit keeps himself on the brink of exhaustion; if he's too tired to think, he's too tired to hurt people.

He still tries not to look in the mirror.

He kills the Fed workers when the eggs go missing. He hates them. He eats at the raw flesh like he did so long ago because he needed to do this. He can't control where their children are, but he can control these worker's deaths, make a statement that he knows the Feds will see. Cell and Cellbit are not two separate people. They never have been, they are the same, and Cellbit has never felt more himself than when he ripped into those fucking bears. He goes home, cleans up the blood, vomits, and lays awake, wondering what the fuck is wrong with him.

Cellbit hates himself, Roier kisses his cheek and climbs into bed. Cellbit hates himself. He selfishly clings to Roier and lets himself be loved in a way that doesn't hurt. Cellbit hates himself. He squeezes his eyes closed and thinks about ripping into his husband the way he had those innocent workers.

Cellbit hates himself, and Roier mumbles that he loves him.

[hepbaestus]

Richarlyson left Phil a message for his birthday with a Mooshroom plushie!

[Start ID: four screenshots of a book from Richarlyson the egg to Philza for Philza's birthday, they say:

Hi Tio (uncle in Portuguese) :D!! What a long, long, long road O_O KKKKKKKK (a way to type laughing in Portuguese). I know you see me as a crazy eggo, not that it is completely wrong KKKKK. I am a shy one, not good thinking about words tio, but leaving everything aside, thank you for being such a huge presence

on Tallulah's and Chayanne's life!! You're an incredible dad on your own way, family is crazy KKKKK I know better than anyone >:D. You're a huge constant for a lot of us here, always in the edges, in the sky, and that makes everything

around your, Chayanne and Tallulah kinda delicate and strong at the same time? I don;t know O_O. I am trying my best KKKK. At the time you agreed to help me save dad Cellbit, this is when I noticed you were the goat KKKKK.

Thank you tio Phil for your presence!! >:D. P.S. Keep up king!! You're incredible tio!! Feliz aniversário!! (Happy birthday in Portuguese) >:D. /EndID]

[swords-of-a-soilder]

The Healing Process

Chapter 8

Full recovery

Philza awoke to a bright light burning his retinas as he squint his eyes at the sight. He then reached his arm out to block the light, appalled to find his hand was normal.

He glanced down at Missa, asleep on his chest, he then attempt to nug him awake. "Missa, come on wake up."

"Nooo, Cinco minutos más!" Missa complained as he open his eyes, suddenly he jumped up observing Phil. "Philza, you're normal again!" He then glanced down at his feet. "Erm mostly normal."

Phil knit his eyebrows as he lift his feet to observe what peaked Missa's interested; he eyes widen in shock of the state of his legs, now exactly like a crow's. "Well this is new."

Missa stood up then helped Phil up as well, allowing phil to use his arm to balance himself. "Woah, Philza Your wings!"

Phil glance behind him appealed at the sight before him, His wings were at least four times bigger than before. he shook out his wings insistently admiring the size.

Recognition flashed in his eyes as he made his way to the balcony, almost tripping in the process. "Philza, please be careful!" Missa requested as he ran to the balcony.

He watch as Phil careful climbed atop the railing, then observed the sight below himm He took a deep breath.

"Philza?" Suddenly he took off, glading though the air with ease. Missa quickly made his way downstairs to observe Phil, he watched as he swam though the air.

Beaming from ear to ear as the wind run through his hair, he laughed loudly as he flew through the trees.

Joy painted his face as he burst through the clouds, laughter filled his soul. Admitly however his eurphoric state was distracting as he hadn't noticed an incredibly large tree, until it was too late.

His attempts at landing gracefully was foiled as he still wasn't use to new legs, instead he got knocked from the tree into an all to familiar pond of water.

"Philza!" Missa called as he pushed throw the trees. "Philza are you ok?!"

Phil chuckled to himself as he pulled a Cod fish off his head, "That.. was.. amazing, I haven't flown like that in ages!"

"But you flew like that just yesterday." Missa corrected.

"Right but..I thought I'd only get to do that as a bird..." Philza explained.

Philza walked with his arms interlocked with Missa's as they crossed the bridge to Cellbit's castle, they would soon come upon Cellbit talking intently to Forever in the yard.

Whatever interest he had in the conversation immediately dropped as Cellbit eyes laid upon Philza's new form. "Philza, you're back to normal!" He noted, "well mostly."

"Ha, that's what I said." Missa added .

Phil freed his arm from Missa then attempt to Walk into the Yard, failing horribly be decided on rested his arm on Forever's shoulder.

"You doing ok Forever?" Philza asked noting Forever was desperately avoiding eye contact.

He could quite literally hear his own heart pounding in his chest, he couldnt bare to look at Philza, not until he calmed down. "Yes, I just had a bad taco for lunch. "

"Oh tell me about it, I had to throw away half the Taco's I made for Tallulah. This is why I usually just stick to avocado toast." Phil related

"In Tallulah's defense, the bread is starting to go stale." Missa debated

Phil rolled his eyes at the notions, "ok well bread is still easier to make than a whole taco."

Forever chuckled, spearing tiny glances at Phil, "Well Philza's toast has never giving me a bad stomach."

Missa scroff in respond, then fooled his arms as he lend against the entrance. Soon Cellbit offered his arm to Phil, successful gaining his attention. "May I speak with you?"

Philza agreed allowing him to take to him to an undisclosed location. Forever exhaled deeply at this action, holding his hand to his chest. "What the fuck, he looks like an actual Angel!"

Missa chuckled at his misery, he was simply happy Phil was back to normal, by now he had gotten use to Philza adventurous lifestyle he was joyous to be the calm one. "He can't walk very well though, he had to balance on me the entire time."

Forever hum in response, taking note of that information. Meanwhile Cellbit lead Philza through an unfamiliar hallway in dead silence, Phil anxiously observing the area.

He observe Cellbit's face, the tension in his expression wasn't bring Phil any peace. "um Cellbit, were are we going?"

Cellbit didn't respond, instead he continued to drag Phil with him. Amongst the dead silence with the expectations of their footsteps, the walls were dull and grey, with a lingering faint smell of Iron to add to this they were at least five feet underground.

He needed to get out of there."You know I actually forgot to tell Missa something important." Phil try to deflect.

His attempt to walk away was foiled by Cellbit's tight grip on his arm, understanding this, Phil momentarily accepted defeat.

He couldn't run, he still wasn't use to walking with his new legs much less, he'd flop on his face. He could try attacking him, he had a dagger in his invertory but this was Cellbit He was talking about.

He seen the man tear people apart with a simple butter knife in purgatory, besides that, he didn't want to hurt him.

Soon they stop at a metal door, Cellbit open the door, then encouraged Phil to enter.

Phil weighted his options; chances were they was a tool that would empty his Inventory in the room. He then obseverd the room interior, a desk with two chairs on either side.

He glanced down at the floor, noting the red light on the ground, Yup, he was fucked.

"C..Cellbit can we just talk out-" before Phil could finish his questions, Cellbit pushed him in the room soon following behind him.

He slammed the door shut, then turned the latch. "Why don't you have a seat Phil?"

Phil used the table to pull himself off the floor, how did he mess up this badly to get the Forever treatment? "I..I rather not.."

"Philza, we can do this the easier way or the hard way. Not that I doubt you can't take me in a fight, but I imagine that would be difficult." He pulled an army knife from his bun, letting his hair fall down. "since I'm the only one with a weapon right now."

Phil with hesitation finally sat down, soon after Cellbit sat down across from him. "Apologize for my hostility, but you're not leaving me much of a choice."

Cellbit pulled open a folder left in the middle of the desk then flip through the documents. He landed on the ender king, notes of his behavior and statments reflected in that paper.

He flipped the folder horizontal to face Phil, the sketch of the ender king slide out with folder immediately peaking Phil's interest.

"Looks familiar?" Cellbit began

"N..no."

"You looked pretty intently at it, I'm Inclind to believe you have."

"I don't know who-" before Philza could finish Cellbit slammed the knife into the desk, startling Phil in the process.

"You must think I'm actual stupid, you've seen him before, you know who he is!" Cellbit insisted

"why dose it matter?" Phil spat

"It matters because you lying to me!" He pulled his knee to the his chest, staring daggers into Philza "ok how about this, Why are you keeping him hostage?"

"W..Who?"

"oh for Christ sakes." Cellbit complained, as he flew his head back.

"I genuinely don't know what you're talking about."

"the Ender king says you were this one keeping him hostage, you clearly recognize his apprence dispite your original story of never meeting them, He called you his bloodline!"

"He called me what?!" Philza interupped

"you really expect me to believe you don't know anything?"

"I'm telling you the truth, I swear on Bolas!" Cellbit suddenly sprung up then pulled the knife from the table, which he pointed at Philza's neck.

Phil lean back in reflexes, partly frozen in fear. "You don't get to swear on Bolas, on Bolas you looked me in the face and lied to me. For what, are you gonna tell me you don't want our help? Because that's not an option."

"I only told you what I remembered." Phil calmly explained

"Bullshit."

"I'm telling you the truth!"

"Hm." Cellbit flipped around the knife, pointing the jaggered blade at Phil, "So you just happened to be able to enter the Ender king's domain, he just happened to attach himself to you?" He voice was laced with sarcasm.

Phil was silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought. "I mean.. he tired to reach out to me before.."

"And you're just now, telling me this?" Cellbit asked with raising anger.

"I want sure it was real!" Philza defend

"Let me get this straight, I tell you an entitie's been possessing and you don't think to tell me about the time that exact entity tried to reach you?"

Phil fell quiet once more, realizing the ridiculousness of his behavior. Finally Cellbit pocket the knife, then sat back down. "what did he say?"

"y.. you have to understand why I doubted it."

"You're not answering the question."

"The eggs couldn't see it, Fit couldn't see it, I thought I just lost my mind!" Phil frantically explained.

"What.. did.. he ..say?"

Phil took a deep breath as he recalled the memory, virtual searching his brain for the answer. "He called me greedy..said I deserved to loss my mind." Phil scratched at the table as he spoke. "He said he wanted to help, that I was supposed to wait for him this time."

"that implies another time." Cellbit noted, "was that the only time he reach out you?"

"Well ... No, it wasn't him." Phil shook off.

"Another entity reached out to you?" Cellbit asked in disbelief.

"Gods, I don't know!" Phil exclaimed while he buried his face in his hands, "it was easier when I thought none of this was real. The eggs were missing we were all processing the grief in our own ways; Forever had his pills, you were killing people, I thought I was just lossing my mind!"

"Ok, ok!" Cellbit interupped, "what did it say?"

Phill griped his hair as he stared down, trying to make sense of the Chaos. "Shit I hardly remember, I mean it was so much all at once; Fit couldn't see it and then I was trapped with those crows, those cursed crows just chattering all the time!"

Cellbit squint his eyes at Phil, noting the panic look in his eyes, perhaps he pushed him too far. "..we can come back to that later, you've been helpful this far."

"No, if I don't say it now, I'll forget it completely again." Phil insisted.

Cellbit agreed with hesitation as he waited for Phil to organize his thoughts. "it wasn't long after we started reciving message from the eggs. I had already check the structure but since they wasn't anything I decided to clean up Spawn, since everyone blew it up."

Phil turn to starching at the table once More in an attempt to Smooth his anxiety, "I looked at Tallulah's Garden through the window and I saw the back wall was different so I went to check it out."

He took a deep breath in an attempt to steady his already shaky voice, "It was covered in vines, with rose flowers and there was this picture.. a crow's skull, with roses growing out of it.."

"what else?" Cellbit inquired, noting the sudden pause.

"there was a book, um.. there was a child who used to rule the sky" he began paraphrasing, "where did you go child of the sky, healing must be done, come to this location.. alone."

"do you remember the corridents?"

"Um..no but I marked it with waystone." Cellbit nod in approval, "it was a birdhouse, I thought maybe the kids built it so I went in but..."

"But?"

"Cucurcho...he showed up out of nowhere, locked me in." Cellbit's eyebrows knit at Phil's confession, of course Cucurcho had something to do with it. "I dreamt I was in that world again, but it feel like I was really there.."

"the world with the gods?" Cellbit inquired

"yes, but the crows-"

"yeah you mentioned the crows, what did they say?" Cellbit Interupped

"Lots of things.." He lent one hand fall to the table while he rested his hand in the Palm of his hands. "I don't think they had malicious intent."

"No?"

"They were just really annoying." Phil explain with a chuckle. "the spoke in squawks yet I understood. They asked me question about my day, start conversations, They kept me company."

"Yet, they were annoying?"

"Because they would just randomly say nonsense sometimes, what's their obsessions with opals?!" Phil exclaimed

Cellbit buried his chuckle with a attempt to clear his throat, however Phil noticed immediately, It oldy put him at ease.

"I actually miss them a lot.. but after what felt like months, I woke up in the birdhouse. The door was open so I spoke to Cucuchro.. Gods I can't remember what he said, but.. then I woke up at home again."

Cellbit squint his eyes at the mer mention of Cucurcho, the existence of the bear truly boiled his blood. "I see, so the letter was a trap from Cucurcho?"

"no, no it was an entity, I could sense the presence I just don't know which one." Phil explain

"you don't know or you don't remember?" Cellbit inquired

"..I don't remember.." Philza ended

Cellbit drag the folder close to himself then flipped it around as he explored it, "if Forever could get you to remember everything you've forgotten would you consent to it?"

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, I mean I'm repressing it for a reason!" Phil debated

"I understand the memories might be painful, trust me no one understands like me what it feel like to recall traumatic events." Cellbit explain, "but sometimes It's important to take these step, so you can move on. "

Cellbit placed the printed document in front of Phil, briefly he tapped on the signature line with a black pen. "You're children deserve someone they can fully relay on."

Philza let out a sigh, then took the pen and signed the paper. He then slide it back to cellbit whom observed the signature. "Thank you Philza."