#directed by robert b weide //HIT

[warriorsofsplatsville]

The two were laying on the bed, just staring at the ceiling (and occasionally at each other).

"So...that T guy helped revive me from just bones, and you're saying he's a different version of the TARTAR project....and that lady is ALSO a different version.....not gonna lie babe, that's really confusing."

"I know it is. But they did the job. They brought you back, and that's all that matters now."

"Yeah....." She seems to get lost in thought. "I guess the most educated guess is that they want to hear what I know."

"Yeah, I mean....we were the professors that tried to save the world."

"Trev, I....listen. This is going to sound weird, and outlandish, and just....impossible, and kinda betraying, but after you went to sleep, something happened. Or I guess....someone happened."

"Huh?" He sits up with his arm to look at her. "What do you mean, someone?"

She looks conflicted, but then decides to say it.

"Tara. She came back to the lab."

"What?! Why?! After walking out?! What could she possibly do to try and help at that point?!" He exclaims, his voice growing louder by accident. He hopes no one has heard that outburst

"She didn't come back to help. She....she sabotaged the Ark Polaris. And then she....

"She killed me, Trev."

@warriorsofsplatsville (Getting rid of that toppost lol)

“Yeah….I don’t know why. Whether it was cold feet, or something darker. But….I just know that Annalise and the rest of the human race paid the ultimate price.”

“The Ark Polaris…..that was her idea. Annalise. From where I’m from.” He mumbles quietly. “She had such a kind heart. She just wanted to save those poor animals. It’s a shame what became of them, and then the Ursine Anomaly.”

He shakes his head. “But enough about the past for now. I can’t change it, so there’s no good dreaming about what could’ve been.”

Vulture notices the slight shock that appears on his face, but decides that it isn’t important.

“Oh - right now? I didn’t think you’d be free, but…” He scrounges around in his pocket for something, eventually pulling out a folded piece of paper. It’s a map of Inkadia. “I’ve been saving this for a while now. The wind can bring you all sorts of useful things.

When examined closer, it was shown to be covered in red circles and lines, some faded ink, some newer. But they all pointed to one place.

“I think….I think we were over here.” He points to a spot marked “The Great Turf War Craters”. “I know, I know, it’s practically a continent away from here, my pod got swept all the way out during the flood, but those sea folk finished that big bridge now. It should be hell of a lot faster than trekking the long way. I think they installed a maglev system on the upper part of the bridge, we could be there within hours if we go now, I have some equipment that we can bring along, and-”

He catches himself. “Sorry, the prospect of finding a way to bring Annalise back, plus all the science stuff gets me really excited. Old habits die hard.” He feels his face grow red from embarrassment .“Well, uh- shall we prepare? And go?”

“So Annalise was the one behind the Ark… Yeah, it’s a shame their best wasn’t good enough. Would’ve liked to see some familiar wildlife, you know? … Not so much bears, but you know, like, rabbits, dogs.. anyway.” Tartar frowns.

“No, it’s better to focus on the now. Reminiscing is better when you run into old friends, I’d say.” He nods.

Tartar looks over the map, following the lines and crosses until it gets to that central point. “Had the time to plan this out, huh? I guess it helps to know- my life would’ve been much easier if I remembered where the professor’s coworkers were holed up…”

“Oh damn, really?” His face lighted up in interest. “Yeah- No, you’re good. I’m basically just stuck smelling the roses and reading documents right now anyways, I can spend a day trying to help. All in good fun.” Tartar offered Vulture a handshake, waiting for the other to grab what they could. In-between packing trips, he somehow gained a bottle of water.

[icysilence]

So, recently, a friend of mine asked me to play CV with him, and...

This is...

.. how it...

... went.

In a brief retelling.

[dragonsbanecannibal]

I Read The “Dream gets hurt badly (usually during manhunt they have a rule of only hitting each other a certain amount of times to be a “kill”), and because of it his body shifts to the appropriate size to handle it” 

And That Fucking ‘Directed By Robert B Weide’ Theme Played In My Head

god can we get some more size-shifter dream content? i'm LIVING for it !!!

(also! could i be added to your g/t mcyt taglist?)

Yeah you can be added!

(going to stick with Shifter Goat fam-)

After running away Dream kinda lives the life of a borrower while also getting stuff from villages like a human

Eventually Dream would settle down and live in George's house

Instead of being seen as a borrower- Dream reveals himself to George in the village as a human- keeping his shifter abilities hidden

George and Dream do become good friends, with Dream eventually meeting Sapnap, Bad, and other members of the Dream Team

(this is all before SMP)

It isn't until a Manhunt that the Team finds out about Dream's shifter powers-

Dream gets hurt badly (usually during manhunt they have a rule of only hitting each other a certain amount of times to be a "kill"), and because of it his body shifts to the appropriate size to handle it

Fortunately, the team happily accepts Dream's abilities and work towards helping him heal

A few manhunts later Dream tells them about his past and his lost brother-

One of the Dream Team members mentions meeting someone once that was close to Dream's discretion- except the Tubbo they met had no memory of Dream or Schlatt

So Dream Team make a plan- and Dream buys some land from several villages and calls it SMP

They slowly invite SBI to join

Dream plans to get his little brother back

No matter the cost.

Mcyt g/t tag list:

@nomynameisanon @trashpumped @loriepoptale @encaos @i-am-a-weeb @wyforyu-gaming @shy-septic-dragon @5unfl0writ3r @colorfulsiren @moonmwah @iwasgoingtohellanyways