#orange ocelots

[sprinklesharkie]

ranchers brainrot

[shadeswift99]

“hm, I wonder how Team Orange is going to go, since Philza isn’t normally family friendly”

Impulse, in the background: “so on Team Daddy -”

“...okay so we’re already off to a great start,”

[twomanyfandomshelp]

Just watched my first mcc, and I had a blast.

I watched Smajor’s stream (cause I love him so much) and was able to sit and watch all three hours with no interruptions because I had literally nothing to do lol

I sat on my bed in my new pink sweater (I freaking love it, it’s so soft and comfy and big and I’m so glad I got one), grabbed some snacks, and watched Scott, El, Acho, and Mog work their way through all the games. I really loved their group dynamic and the way they were all super low stakes about it and were just there to have fun. And the obnoxious amount of chickens just made the whole thing so much funnier.

And the fact that my first mcc was the pride mcc made it even more special because I only recently realized I was queer, so this is the first pride I’m able to celebrate. And starting it off with Scott’s mcc pride stream just felt right.

[imhereformysciencefriends]

Happy "the first mcc I've watched since Techno passed" I love women

[realmika123d]

MCC Pride 2023 Orange Ocelots!

Downloads are here!

[cheetahdash]

LETS GOOOOO TEAMMM !!

I apologize if it isn't like a full full drawing like some of the other teams i'm kinda busy irl but I make time for mcc always !!!!

Best of luck 🧡🧡🧡🧡🐈🐈🐈🐈

For <3 : @aimseytv @jojosoios @pearlescentmoo (the juiceman isn’t on tumblr)

[subtomumbo]

Tho you didn't win, you won in our hearts!!!

[soullessfawn]

Witness

Grian wasn’t a good person.

He helps at the bird shelter, throws dollar bills into hats for street performers, is a shoulder to cry on for his friends, tutors teenagers in the art of sculpture and inner expression at the local high school, but that didn’t make Grian a good person.

A good person would speak up about the things that go bump in the night, wouldn’t let it stand, yet he was too afraid to, knowing that for some reason his quiet mouth was the only reason he hasn’t been one of the taken.

Grian lives in an old house at the edge of town, passed down through his mothers bloodline, but because his parents never had a girl before there… Turns out he was the only relative that could take the house, and so he became its prisoner.

When the sun meets the horizon, all of Grian’s window shutters would pop up, no matter what he did they’d stay open until the sunrise the next morning. Bolting them, gorilla glue, staples, prayers, nothing worked to keep the things closed.

Grian was just thankful that the windows themselves listened to him. Once all the light from the sun is shadowed, the night actually begins.

Grian could always tell when the sun had fully set, even if he was in the bathroom, which had no windows. The feeling of eyes on his back turned its ugly head, the prickling up his neck telling him that he was being watched would crawl up his spine, settling between his shoulder blades and reminding him what he was about to witness.

No matter how hard he tried to keep his eyes away from the dark spots in his house, it only took a passing glance to see them.

They didn’t have a physical form, more like a mental one, Grian if he had to describe them would say they looked like the biblical description of angels, but slightly off. With eyes, wings and body parts twisted and wrong, the darkness would show him the creatures from his nightmares.

Grian started calling them Watchers after a month into owning the house.

The Watchers loved it when he spotted them, seeming to get more rowdy and productive if he caught their eyes. The lights flickered when the night started and so Grian started using candles to light up the place, he kept himself either in his room or in the study, making mad dashes to the bathroom if needed.

The Watchers weren’t the worst part, it was what they did that's disturbing. Grian would glance out his bedroom window, eyes drawn to the darkness of his street, a moth to a burning flame, you could say.

The street had terrible lighting, and maybe that’s why no one else ever saw anything, but the reason never mattered, because soon enough a man would be walking towards the house, luggage behind him in a red suitcase, charms attached to the zippers.

Grian would watch as a Watcher peeks out from behind a tall lamp poll, its eyes strictly on the man who’s walking down the street. Grian would get up, move closer towards the window, because this was his punishment for never speaking up, for never banging on the window, his punishment was watching, witnessing, the man.

The man wore a red jumper, jeers and had light brown borderline blonde hair, like his own. The man would get about halfway before looking up, freezing at the sight of Grian in the window, not noticing the eyes and wings creeping up behind him.

Grian forced himself to stay silent as his eyes met with his own, watched as the other him went through confusion, then fear.

The Watchers struck then, jumping out of the shadows as an ear piercing scream filled the air, cries and pleads for help ringing in his ears. Grian would place a single hand on the window, the other him being dragged blood and screaming into the darkness towards his house.

Grian’s front door would slam open and shut in quick succession, the screaming continuing through his house until his basement door was opened and the screaming descended the stairs.

One time Grian didn’t go upstairs in time, and was forced to sit in the kitchen as the other him was dragged down the hallway by what first seemed to be an invisible force. Grian, the other one, reached out to him, despite the fact they shared the same face. “Help me!” The other one screamed. “Please!”

Grian had only blinked, hand clutching his hot chocolate in fear, as the other him was thrown down the stairs and the door was shut, sealing in his screams.

The silence was more unsettling, because Grian knew the other wasn’t done calling for help, yet he couldn’t hear a thing.

Grian would go to sleep after that, and magically any blood that was left would be gone, leaving him as the only witness to his own murder.

So Grian was a bad person, horrible, to watch himself die over and over again every night, but the fear of being the one to go next always stops him from asking for help. Grian knows he was singled out from the beginning, having walked that same street in the middle of the night when he moved in the first night.

Grian had seen himself in the window that night, all those months ago, banging on the glass, screaming at him to turn and run, Grian watched as the Watchers descended on the other him in the window, all because the other tried to warn him.

Grian wouldn’t make the mistake of being a hero.

[jewishmanul-art]

love this skin

[philza-updates]

Phil’s MCC team has been announced!

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A cropped screenshot of a tweet by MC Championship @/MCChampionship_. It reads “👑 Announcing team Orange Ocelots 👑

@/Ph1LzA @/Ryguyrocky @/Smallishbeans @/impulseSV

Watch them in MCC on Saturday March 18th at 8pm GMT!” Attached is the Team card for the MCC 29 Orange Ocelots, showing Phil, Ryguy, Joel and Impulse.

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[m0ther-of-p3arl]

THE OWENGE OCELOTS STRIKE AGAIN

THE MAN'S BACK IN IT!! I KNEW IT WASNT JUST FOR PRIDE :'D

[theglitternet]

Specimens 5-8. ORANGE: OBFUSCATION.

MCC skin submissions for the Orange Ocelots. Downloads and PNGs below the cut.

@inthelittlewood

– Martyn (4px) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/21454444/inthelittlewood-mcc-scuffed--obfuscation--orange/ ]

– Ranboo (4px) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/21454450/ranboo-mcc-scuffed--obfuscation--orange/ ]

– Sneeg (4px) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/21454453/sneegsnag-mcc-scuffed--obfuscation--orange/ ]

– Kara (3px) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/21454459/karacorvus-mcc-scuffed--obfuscation--orange/ ]

[jimjamjommeron]

Mr Phil - terra swoop force - Za. (29)

[realmika123d]

MCC 33 Orange Ocelots, collab with @.specterz_boss on twt!

Downloads are here!

[elvenfleur]

the grip mcc 32 skin have on me is unreal

[foxyyst]

The orange ocelots announcement made me 50% happier.