#eret lore

[idkwatthehec]

Yall I just realized something.

So you all know about how Eret’s planned ending was the reveal that the Dsmp was actually like a weird sort of time loop thing and that’s why Karl’s Tales were always so similar.

Do you guys remember the underwater city. Where all the main people of the smp had a room. Everyone except one person.

Wilbur didn’t have a room.

Wilbur left the smp before the nuke.

WILBUR LEFT. BEFORE THE CYCLE WAS RENEWED.

THAT MEANS HES NO LONGER A PART OF THE CYCLE.

And that’s why he never ever appeared in a Tales. Not once.

[foolsocracy]

the immortals are beeefffiinnggg

[echolocati0n-art]

WE WERE BORN IN THE VALLEY OF THE DEAD AND THE WICKED

happy three years to lmanburgs independence! I redrew this piece I made about two years ago :) I miss these guys

[melodyfsoul1]

To all EternalDuo Fans, Eret revealed their original plans for the EternalDuo Lore (c!Eret & c!Foolish) and how it would have concluded DSMP Vol 1, and lead into DSMP Vol 2

Here's the Clips from the Stream :D

The Stream is called "My Last Pirates SMP Stream. Tying Off lose ends :)" and Eret starts talking about EternalDuo around 25 min into the stream :D

[sunyee]

thinking about the final control room and how genuinely excited c!tommy and everyone else was to follow c!eret. they had so much hope after getting beat, they were living in the end where they already won the war and the battle. all for that to be shattered in fucking seconds and with the push of a button😭 nov 16th is the big bang its known to be, but hey man, the final control room has its own flair of devastation. with nov 16th, enough had happened for them to know there was a chance everything wouldnt go well. their hope wasnt blind. but with the final control room, any rewatch is like watching lambs to a slaughter. what a damning thing it was for them, to just have so much hope.

[thatrainylife]

chat can we bring the dsmp back so all the characters can actually finish their storylines because I was genuinely interested in every single character and it miffs me when people say that most fans only cared about c!sbi and c!beeduo like no?? That's not true???

like at least we got c!connor lore near the end, the only lore that mattered tbh

[listcners]

♥ {Eret to Apollo}

Apollo was smiling wide, wrapping and arm around her waist, the other coming up to cup her cheek. It was nice times like these, When they weren't fighting the war and they could sneak off in the night to just have a moment to breath. He didn't know what he would do without Eret by his side.

[hopalongfairywren]

never seen you talk about it, but I might’ve missed it. so uh any thoughts on c!eret at the red banquet? I miss her dearly

One of my favorite underrated moments, possibly in the whole server, is when c!Eret was about to be executed and calls the eggpire monsters for betraying everyone's trust. c!Ponk responds 'Okay Eret, you wanna talk about trust.' Obviously referencing the final control room, and c!Eret responds that 'he knew better now not to betray people's trust'. And I just find that fascinating because c!Ponk wasn't involved in the final control room. Yes his lemon tree technically kick-started the lore but he really didn't have anything to do with the revolution arc. And we got him making a snarky comment at c!Eret! I really like hearing characters within universe, react to other characters decisions and bring up their pasts especially characters who don't really interact that often, which the red banquet was kind of the end of the Dream SMP server getting together and having characters who weren't necessarily 'important' to that plot point, show up and interact in what felt like a natural way. (barring the prison break) For a story that became so focused on history, and how our choices impact how other people view us, I feel like that just didn't happen as much as it could have. Or should have, in my opinion.

[bleue-flora]

Ok, given that the original courthouse had chains in the jail cell, we know they were well aware they existed as items. So, I think the reason they didn’t use them in Pandora’s Vault must be because the mining fatigue made them too hard to break. So, the implication is they used rope (leads) instead…

Like the ccs went through the effort of having a noticeably low durability’s netherite axe, shears named: Warden’s Torment, and you’re telling me they didn’t think of just putting some chains in their hot bar to give us brain rot?

[thwackk]

here is my spiderverse oc (ft. a few other important characters) uhmmmm yeah.

the cat is Batman btw

[villruu]

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Eret's castle in the wind

Eret sighs, pausing and leaning on her cane heavily as she takes a breath.

Across her, a sprawling valley extends as far as her frail eyes can see in the full light of the sun. The terrain is deeply uneven, sharp depressions dotting the valley, half covered in thick bushes that try to keep hidden the treacherous holes. With a huff, she continues her walk, carefully following the small creek nestled into what once was paths of wooden planks and cobblestone.

It has been ages since then, she hasn't bothered to keep track in a long long time, and yet, muscle memory guides her easily through the deceiving terrain. More than once her hair gets caught on the thick branches of nearby trees, forced as she is to sometimes almost crawl to continue, but she has come from too far to let herself just be stopped by mere plants.

At last, she arrives to her destination.

Eret stares at the decayed remains in front of her. From the tall castle she had built only mere fragments are left, crumbling stone bricks marking the place where she once lived. The front arch is barely a wall, one column left of what once was a strong wall, more moss and vines than rock.

She steps inside slowly, taking her time to stare at what once was her home. The wood has all but rotten away by now, sunken into the dirt to be reclaimed by nature once more. The colorful stained glass is all but gone, what wasn't destroyed that fateful day now eroded away by time.

She walks through the ruins without hesitation, despite the ominous creaking the remains of the building give as the wind that runs across the meadow slams against the fragile walls. Her personal garden has overtaken the entire inside, the small and carefully trimmed tree now a titan, its trunk so wide it would take a minimum five players to even begin to wrap their arms around it. The crown of the tree covers what little of the sky can be seen, a new roof for the destroyed remains.

Despite it being more pieces of rocks than an actual building, Eret is still acutely aware of what was each part. She can easily identify the long corridors she built, despite being half a wall by now, she can spot the benches she lovingly built, now mounds of dirt covered in thick grass and bushes. She can even identify what is left of her flag, the threads long dissolved by time but still a identifiable indent in the tall grass.

She doesn't know why she yearned so much to come back here, to ruins that were best left alone to be completely wiped out by nature, but she can't help but be grateful she did make the journey in the end. There's something inside of Eret that settles upon watching what is left of her time here, an old wound finally soothed.

Her cane clicks loudly as she walks through the littered dirt, the broken stone bricks turned into gravel by now that crunches under her shoes. For half a second she wishes she had thought to bring someone else with her, but she quickly shakes the idea away. Anybody who could have understood what this place meant to her has either long been gone or she has long since lost contact with. And despite how much she can… appreciate her new companions, they wouldn't have understood the severity of this place, the weight it had on her mind.

This was once a bastion, a castle, a proud building made by too arrogant hands. What more fitting end for it, than to be gently washed away by time?

With tired legs, she soon arrives at what once was her throne room. Little remains from it, same as the rest of this place, but a small part has managed to endure. Most of the gold is gone, but a small mound of redstone is left, the block barely larger than a slab, surrounded by crumblings brick stones and netherrack.

She sits down upon it, wincing at the ache on her knees, bones loudly protesting the movement, deciding to take a small break before leaving. The throne room looks bare, even to her failing eyes, no traces of opulent wood or carved gold left, the floor now entirely dirt, overgrown weeds as tall as a sheep covering every tiny space left.

The wind picks up, its howl slowly increasing in tempo, as the storm in the horizon looms ever closer to her. She pulls her jacket tighter around her, rubbing her hands to try and catch some warmth. The long shadows inside the ruins make the temperature fall lower than out in the meadow, below the blazing sun that still hasn't been covered in its entirety by the approaching rainstorm.

Taking one last deep breath, she quietly pats the mound she is sitting on top off and slowly gets up. Eret knows this is the first and last time she will ever come back here, so she takes her time in leaving, making her best to memorize this relic of the past. As she finally gets out, she stops to watch a new corner of the tower fall to the ground, rocks crashing and breaking into a million shards as it shatters, pushed by the strong gale.

Taking one last look, she turns her back and starts the walk back. She has lingered enough, and for as much of an immortal she is, she isn't still yet immune to the dangers of radiation. Best she takes her leave before she gets sick with the remaining radiation that still clings to this land. Her castle, despite being so far away from the ground zero of the explosion, was still affected enough that, to this day, it is still a land that no mortal should cross if they didn't wish to die a slow and painful death from the poisonous air.

Eret has seen enough, or at least, all that she cared to see.

There's nothing left here for her.

[darkcoffeeps]

Forever the nation of

the DreamSMP have

cast great sins upon

our great land of the

hto dog van.

They have robbed us.

Imprisoned us.

Threatened us. Killed

many of our men.

This time of tyranny

ends with us

This book declares

that the nation which

shall be henceforth

known as L'Manberg is

seperate, emancipated

and independant from

the nation of

DreamSMP.

The union of the

masters of men.

Together we are one.

When in the course of

human events it

becomes necessary

for one to dissolve

the bonds which bind

us. Disregarding of

this truth is nothing

short of tyranny.

TO BE SELF EVIDENT.

THAT ALL MEN ARE

CREATED EQUAL

The right of the

people exists above

the right of the king.

The right of the

government and the

right of the economy.

From the hto dog van

we shall prevail.

Life. Liberty. And the

pursuit of victory.

- Declaration of Independence By C!Wilbur

[echolocati0n-art]

DOWN GOES THE FLAG

3 year redraw lol, comparison and DTIYS on twitter

https://x.com/echolocati0n_/status/1705262238830153994?s=61&t=WKJDeiu80CJIRMe3nhePiw

[zorishy]

DSMP AU lore post

🟢DSMP

The rise of L’Manberg

Wilbur grew up in the Antarctic empire with his father Philza, adopted brother Tommy, and godfather Technoblade. As a child, Wilbur had dreamed of becoming like his father and ruling an empire, though as he matured he had to accept that this would likely never happen.

Eventually, Wilbur moved out, seeking fulfillment in lands beyond the frigid and war hardened empire where he was raised. After leaving home, Wilbur tried to start a music career! (Unfortunately, this ended in disaster and Wilbur working for minimum wage at a gas station.)

One day, Wilbur received a letter from Tommy, telling him of unclaimed territory in the newly discovered Dream SMP. Tommy had never forgotten about Wilbur’s childhood dream, and when he saw this land he knew this was the perfect place to start a kingdom. Wilbur left for the SMP the same day. 

When he arrived in his van, Wilbur met up with Tommy and Tubbo (Tommy’s childhood best friend) on a cliff overlooking the forest. On that very cliff side, the boys decided to call their new country L’Manberg. The next day, Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo went to some neighboring settlements to convince people to join their nation, painting the faction as one built on freedom, equality, and solving problems with words rather than violence.

Most people were fiercely loyal to their leader, Dream, and ignored the boys. However, a small group of people bought into the idea, seeking freedom from the labor that Dream was forcing them to do in the colonies. These 4 people: Niki Nihachu, Sally Soot, Eret Brine, and Jack Manifold became the first residents of L’Manberg. 

The group was later joined by Wilbur’s old friends Alexis Quackity and J. Schlatt. Quackity and Schlatt had recently gotten involved in the drug trade, leading Wil to bring them on board to boost the nation’s economy. A few months after L’Manberg was founded, Wilbur had fallen in love with and married Sally and the two were now expecting a child. Their daughter, Floris, was born perfectly happy and healthy in the van where L’Manberg began. In that moment, Wilbur promised that Floris would get to grow up safe and sound within the walls of L’Manberg.

Though things went well at first, peace would not last for long. Only a year after L’Manberg’s founding, Dream (the man who discovered the Dream SMP) claimed that he found the land first and thus he owned it, demanding that the new nation be ruled by him. Wilbur and the other L’Manbergians weren’t going to put up with this tyranny, and so, the Great L’Manberg Revolution began. About midway through the war, when things were at their worst, Wilbur and Eret created the final control room, a last resort. If the war was lost, they would blow up the nation with them inside. They would rather die than give in and join the SMP. Unsurprisingly, this self destruct button was a horrible idea! Eret betrayed L’Manberg and attempted to detonate the country; however, she was stopped by Schlatt and Quackity. The war didn’t last very long after that. With Dream’s spy (Eret) having been exiled, it was only a matter of time until the tides began to turn (not to mention more people began to join the revolution as it became clear that they may actually win). 

Ultimately, in the summer of 2020, after two years of fighting, and many casualties (including Wilbur’s dog), L’Manberg finally won its independence.

After the war ended, Wilbur came to the realization that he was no less tyrannical than Dream, having made himself the president without considering the opinions of his citizens. To solve this issue, Wilbur decided to hold an election; however, he would soon come to regret this decision.

[qtubpol]

Love how Eret got on starfell smp and almost immediately decided she needed to make a nuclear reactor with tubbo. I love my radioactive witch <3

[mellorphic]

Favourite arc on the Dream SMP?

NLM - Disc Finale is inclusive of butcher army, exile arc, bedrock bros and doomsday

‘Something else’ is mainly referring to a specific character arc that wasn’t really a part in other major lore, such as George and XD, Fundy’s dreams or even something like Eret’s redemption

Reblog for bigger sample. Tagging won’t get me far here honestly and my followers are probably majority inniters