#quackity/the egg

[dotts-inkings]

Local duck utterly infatuated with eldritch beast that 'promises to definitely fill that void in your heart for sure': kicking heels like giggling preteen about it. More at 7 <3

@the-quackity-competition

[hellothereimaloser]

Yeahhh 😭 can u guess why i love these dragon kids so much?

[mertan-fake]

[miauta]

HAPPY 1ST ANNIVERSARY QSMP!

I wanna thank all CCs, admins and wonderful people of this fandom for amazing year and all happy memories I made in it~

[catsinaspacesuit]

Quackity is giving some updates about QSMP structural changes:

- He has been on many calls and reading comments, but is still not done.

- People who were in charge some of the financial and administrative wrong doings were fired.

- The QSMP wouldn't last much longer if I had kept going the way I was doing.

- He is basically restarting the administration almost from zero

- There won't be more individual update accounts for each creator or each language at least for a while

- There won't be any eggs or npcs **TEMPORARILY**

-Creators will be in charge of their own lore and the team is not going to intervene in that anymore

- The competitive level is going to slow down

- The server will be in basic terms

- The server might be re opened but that doesn't mean everything is fixed

*feel free to add the things i forgot*

[kayit-z]

Mimir

[qritos]

bro what Quackity is doing to QSMP members (+himself lets be honest) should be filed under emotional torture

First he taps into their parental instinct, making sure they take care of something helpless, then the eggs are played SO WELL and all have distinct personalities and communicate with them, to the point where the streamers get genuinely attached - and the eggs tell them that they love them back, strengthening the bond even more….all of this only for them to ripped away. Absolutely brutal.

The QSMP is the first multilingual Minecraft server but it’s also the first Minecraft server that violates the Geneva convention.

[t4kispace]

hello qsmp tumblr !!! pls accept me!!! heres some of my non guapoduo qsmp fanart 🙇‍♂️♡ some of these r abt old lore but ill post anyway

[imhidingonceagain]

We have to give more credit to the people controlling the Eggs in the QSMP.

They're like children, literally.

Each one of them have their own personality and have responded to the way their parents are raising them.

Look at bobby, for example, he's super extroverted but that correlates to the way Roier and Jaiden have let him express himself since he came into their lives.

Tilín, on the other hand was literally a neglected kid and it was evident. She/he had happy moments of course but it was pretty obvious (even if the eggs have no faces to show it) that they were a sad child.

Or Juanaflippa who was somehow in the middle because she knew her dads loved her and accepted her identity but she was also kind of traumatized by their fights.

Or Tallulah, who reminds me of one of those polite and cute kids, however, she's sad sometimes as well because her dad's not present most of the time.

Also, it's amusing when they refuse to obey their parents.

Like Leonarda refusing to put on her armor until Foolish threatened to take her toy away (by toy I mean her gun lol).

Or when Roier was telling Bobby to stay put so he could take a picture of him but Bobby just kept spinning in place lol.

That's literally how children are. They might obey sometimes and other times they're little shits lol

So yeah, kudos to them.

[ladyddanger]

thinking about the events of the dsmp hundreds of years later being just a bunch of stories.

In a village nestled between tall pines children play Manberg Vs Pogtopia, the names of nations and reasons for war long forgotten as they hit each other with sticks and tackle their friends to warm summer grass.

When their mothers tuck them in that night they tell them stories of a snowy wasteland, so ancient it still holds the scars of long wars forgotten. They tell them of the wasteland’s inhabitant, the greatest warrior this world has ever seen. His name is lost to history but warriors still pray to him on the eve of battle and tie ravens feathers in their hair in his honor.

If the children misbehaved that day their mothers tell them a different story, one of a masked man who steals bad children and drowns them in the sea.

There’s a crater a few miles east of the village in the middle of the marshlands up by a glittering ocean. The crater is so deep that you can throw rocks off the edge and never hear them hit the bottom. Legend says that once upon a time the goddess of death had a son who walked this earth and when he died in her rage and grief she tore into the city that once stood there with her bare hands and ripped it from the earth leaving nothing but a crater behind.

On long sunny evenings in the inns that dot the coastline bards tell stories of a cursed city of gold and glass buried in the heart of a desert where it snows. They whisper the city is full of riches but nobody who looks for it ever comes back.

On stormy nights the Bards tell a different story, a story of a town that sits over a slumbering god. Strange things happen there. Red vines sport up over night. If you listen closely, the people say you can hear them talk. Everyone there has red eyes and cold cold hands.

If you start at dawn and ride in the opposite direction of the carter you can reach the vault before nightfall. The locals claim it used to hold a faceless god guarded by a king but time has weathered the vault’s defenses and the towns children dare each other inside its walls, running though the tight passages.

An old fairytale says if you follow a small barely visible path from the doors of a vault beyond you’ll reach a forest full of trees so overgrown they block the sun. The fairytale says if you walk to the heart of the forrest there’s a prince sleeping there, nestled in the flowers and weeds. The fairytale says his true love and his knights are long dead. The fairytale says he dreams the whole world in existence. The fairytale says a lot of things but nobody really believes it.

[ramons-elevator]

So to summarize,

-Mariana actually feeling really sad after killing Juanaflippa

-Quackity genuinely upset that Tilin died and Charlie feeling guilty for killing her.

-Missa panic tweeted that Quackity might hurt Chayanne while hes across the world in fucking Japan

- Philza equating Chayanne and Talluahs death to losing his 5 year hardcore world and saying if they made the deaths canon, he would have logged off and not come back on for a few days.

-Jaiden saying that seeing Bobby die was the worst feeling she has ever felt. Then crying/tearing up after seeing Bobby alive and well.

-Roier stopped singing when he saw that Jaiden was bleeding out too and couldn’t revive Bobby. Then went dead fucking quiet for a few minutes, which I think is unheard of, after Bobby died.

Not to mention, the countless times every CC on QSMP saying that they cant stop thinking of their egg and/or losing sleep over it.

Everyone, CCs and the audience, is so fucking attached to these eggs. They are gonna ruin us when they leave

[thomas-jefferson-miku-binder]

for everyone that doesn’t speak portuguese: cellbit and felps were mining with richarlyson when they got swarmed by monsters and they all died. cellbit decided they couldn’t let the others know they were that irresponsible and that they should come up with a story to cover it up. they settled on a mysterious hooded necromancer figure with white eyes that said “they’re watching” and summoned ten skeletons which ended up slaying the three of them. apparently everyone bought it and when they told quackity, he suggested it might’ve been bureau. i’m sure that won’t come back to bite them later

[winter-mornings]

Oh hes so normal

[darry-rules]

[miauta]

Gay & Feliz Navidad!

A lovely celebration in Cellbit's castle~

[alexblue29]

Philza lost it lmao