#secret life mention

[ahllohehn]

can life series mumbo k jumbo stop seeking for grian everytime he starts burning im gonna start having delusions again

[commitingarsonincrocs]

ok I feel that I should make it clear that, in Grian and Scar’s relationship, Grian isn’t the sun in a “joyous, happy, silly” way, he’s the sun in a “burns bright, hurts others when they get too close, also very goofy and gaffy” type of way.

also Scar isn’t the moon, he’s a fucking sunflower.

[ripromulus]

what is up with mcyt fans and dog poems + imagery, and why is it always so heart wrenchingly sad????

like, i’m just enjoying an Etho fan edit, and someone compares him to a sick wolf that willingly leaves the pack to die alone in order to not worry his pack.

then, i’m just casually scrolling tumblr, and a Bad main makes an analysis connecting him to a rabid dog who barks louder to steer the bigger dogs away— who has fangs and claws that are too sharp that he hurts those he wants to protect.

AND THEN, i’m supposed to move on with my life and live with the fact that it has irreversibly changed my whole worldview about the nature of people, and how it caused me to reflect on the complexities of relationships between individuals, and how beautiful and ugly love and loving is.

And they are talking about cubes. Pixels, in a 12 year old video game.

One of them is wearing a Kakashi skin, and the other gets easily peer pressured by his minecraft kids and the voices in his head to wear embarrassing outfits on the daily.

[probatiostudies]

HOWEVER THAT HAPPENED, HOWEVER ETHO’S SECRET LIFE EPISODE ENDED UP PLAYING FOR LITERALLY BAD, TUBBO, BAGI, FOOLISH, PEPITO, RICHARLYSON, AND POMME ON THE QSMP, I JUST WANT THE PEOPLE TO KNOW THAT I LEGITIMATELY STARTED TEARING UP, CRASHED MY TWITCH MOBILE APP, AND FORGOT HOW TO PROPERLY TYPE FOR A FEW SECONDS THERE

[haleyusesherwords]

they're idiots your honor, I love them

[theghostlyunknown]

I also feel like we haven’t addressed enough the absolute hilarity of mumbo

A.) inadvertently keeping Grian from completing his task by laughing at all his intentionally unfunny jokes

B.) seeing Bdubs building an ugly house on purpose because of his task and deciding it’s unironically a brilliant idea and then deciding to copy him

Like, he came back to the life series and decided to be the most mumbo he could be.

[radioactive-mouse]

i keep thinking about like. how the brutality levels vary between seasons and how secret life is the natural culmination of everything these people have been through and the watchers pushing everything to extremes. i’m going to try to articulate how crazy this makes me

3rd Life: god. 3rd life was a clear cut war. we haven’t seen a season since where nearly everyone has such an intense devotion to their chosen faction. the fact that there’s no precedent that they’re coming back next season, the fact that as far as they know, dying means staying dead, makes just how much they’re willing to go down with the ship that much more heartbreaking. grian ended the season exactly how it was played by damn near everyone else— i love you, i would do anything for you, i would rather die than keep going without you. the season of widows.

Last Life: and then they come back. and then ending things isn’t an option. and all of a sudden it’s not a war, it’s a death match, and damn is the competition is vicious. deaths are more often than not a vague, impersonal thing— not get away from my king, my husband, my charge— just the flash of a knife and a quick sorry, just playing the game! if 3rd life told you to hold the ones you love close, defend them to your last breath, last life urges you to burn that love out of your chest entirely.

Double Life: but everything slows down eventually. no more dying for the one you love— just learning to live with them. double life is about knowing that when you die, you will go together, hand and hand into the dark. a soap opera, the players joke. a small kindness, the universe replies. again, pearl wins the same way everyone else lost— no, not yet, please, just give us a little longer together, i’m not ready, i’m so sorry—

Limited Life: but the clock, unyielding, ticks ever onward. and god, everyone is starting to feel it. that sick, nauseating feeling of dread creeping up on them: what if it never ends? what if this is it, this is all that’s left for us— tearing each other apart over and over and over again, and for what? for a show? to feed those hungry things lurking in the dark? we’ll give them a show. bombs rain from the sky, the world shaking under the weight of it. there isn’t a thing left by the end that’s not rubble. we’re all doomed! the players cry, laughing with nothing but nihilistic, unrestrained joy. none of it matters! we come back again, and again, and again, have a little fun with it! light the fuse, collateral be damned. when death means so little, what’s the point in pretending they don’t take a little joy in it? we settle this like grian and scar before us, scott jokes, armor and weapons tossed to the side. are you insane? martyn thinks, remembering the hollow look that would wash over grian’s face when he thought no one was watching. it ruined him. it will not ruin me. this is a death match for a reason.

Secret Life: and here it is. the natural conclusion. this season is candy colored, the map dotted with cute pink houses and silly builds, the players all running around doing these ridiculous tasks. it’s so easy to forget how bloody this season was. unclosing wounds, bruises that don’t fade, the sting of fire or falling from a simple misstep. the hurt never goes away, but it gets easier to ignore— distract yourself with something silly to pass the time: spyglasses and frogs and the ugliest house you’ve ever seen and matching leather jackets and the doghouse and the relationSHIP and a weird tunnel full of doors and secret soulmates and god it’s almost, almost, enough to forget how much it all aches, how much the grief weighs on you, how many times someone you love has died, sometimes to your own blade. almost none of the grudges you hold are real by now, not really. not when you’re going to live and die with these people for as long as the hungry, many-eyed things delight in your suffering. you love each other, in the strangest way— sure you’ve all killed and betrayed each other in a thousand different ways, but at the end of the day, they’re all you have. clinging to each other in the face of the vast, unknowable horrors that drive you to slash each other to pieces. it’s still a game, after all. they’ve gotta figure out how to be good sports about it eventually.

[reunitedinterlude]

the 2019-2020 (dan and) phil secret project

april 2019 | july 2019 | august 2019 | january 2020 (1, 2) | february 2020 (1, 2) | april 2021

[meaningless-mayhem]

If there's anything that this session has taught us, it's that the life series has the amazing and completely unintentional power of foreshadowing, poetic cinema, and the butterfly effect. There's:

The wither painting in the roommates' home.

Mumbo: "...pressing shift economically would be a skill [that I wish I had]..." -> running off the edge of a platform into lava

Joel recruiting Lizzie to hurt/kill Scott leading her to go to the End to try and kill him, which led to her death.

The two wooden fence posts that Mumbo placed as a joke to stop Martyn being the thing to ultimately seal Mumbo's fate.

Grian failing last week's task without realizing it, making him roll for a hard task this week, thus making him have to get the Wither and Warden with Etho that killed Jimmy and Mumbo.

Edit: Lizzie's poem to Joel from Session 1: "You won me a bone, I'll never leave you alone. / I hope you stay alive and also thrive. / Don't forget to shift, when you're near a rift."

There's probably more I've forgotten but this session in particular has been CRAZY with all of this.

[fantasykiri5]

I’m a little sick of how Lizzie’s death is just being made about Jimmy and the canary curse now so.

How about writing about how it was a freak accident. How much more tragic it was that it was in fact an accident.

She wasn’t expecting it. Nobody else was expecting it. Half the server laughed. Some of them died not 10 minutes later. I’d like to think she got to laugh at them in whatever afterlife they’re stuck in till the end. Or cuss them out a bit. Or both.

She didn’t have any allies. A couple shaky truces, but no real allies. She didn’t get to take revenge on Scar (for the many, many, times he wronged her.) or anyone else really.

She died without turning in her second red task. She’d completed it. She wanted to take out Scott before she turned it in. She died.

Scott was this close to falling off the ledge after her first couple hits. His feet were practically off the edge. If you think hard enough about it you can see the pebbles and dust crumble away as he dances the edge of the cliff, just pixels away from her completing what she set out to do. Something she set out to do largely for fun. It wasn’t in her task to hurt Scott. Scott brought gifts to her party after showing up late, he wronged her but there were many who wronged her tenfold. She was going to kill Scott because her husband asked, and she’d just hit him over the head with rocks so she might as well. She kept doing it for fun. She was red. She might as well. Maybe everyone who didn’t come to her party would fear her a little then.

Maybe you should write about how Lizzie lived in a pumpkin house, had a whole pumpkin patch, was one of the two people who found the pumpkins first with gem, and all it would have taken for her to not die there would have been to wear one?

Maybe you should write about how if she’d looked just a fraction to the left or right she wouldn’t have looked at the enderman? How if she had reacted with the enderpearl a few seconds earlier she could have made it back up? How she only thought to throw it because she started taking damage as she sunk into the bottom of the void? How the only reason she didn’t was because she wasn’t expecting it?

Maybe you should write about how she wasn’t expecting it.

Lizzie wasn’t expecting it.

[findingcrow]

Hey making my return just for this

Grian told Cleo and Etho “If we turn red today, I’m sticking by you. That’s the deal. It’s not over until it’s over.” Which, first of all, is such a big deal because he’s known for going wherever is continent (“I’ve never seen a man drop a pair of sunglasses so fast” - Scott) and he actually stayed loyal to them and kept his word. Etho and Cleo knew he wasn’t trustworthy and still welcomed him with open arms.

At the end of Secret Life for Etho, he died by saying “I’m going home everybody, I’m dying in my home.” The place that he made with Grian and Cleo, and he called it home.

Now, keeping all of this in mind, I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if the roomies had won. I mean all of the odds were against them, but just imagine for a moment. It would be Desert Duo at the sand castle all over again. None of them wanted to win without each other, but there could only be one.

Grian having to relive the cactus circle all over again? Etho finally being present in what he called a family and having to make the decision to die or to kill? Cleo being comfortable and accepting these idiots, and now she has no choice but to do the unspeakable? It’s not like all three of them can win. In their minds it would always be the three of them, but in the Watcher’s minds, there can only be one.

[goodtimeswithgrian]

at least the big dog doesn't have to share the single bed now, right? woof woof...

[oshawottarchive]

what

[probatiostudies]

AHEJDIEJAHAJAHS SECRET KIF DHEHEJS A SECRET LIFE ON THE QSMP HOLY SHIT AGAHSHAJA HOLY FUCK I’M CRYING SHSVEJAH

[z0mbiew00d]

“Martyn doesn’t hold on to past alliances unless it’s Ren” Is a take I see relatively often and everytime I’m just baffled at how wrong it is

Is Ren the main one he holds on to? Yes, of course, but he’s not the only one. Early Double Life he hangs around with Jimmy for a bit and they make aha jokes, he allies with Scott and Cleo in Limited Life after the soulmate/ally thing, he teams up with Jimmy again in Secret Life and once both his allies died when he came to the warden fight he asked Cleo what happened first, showing he still holds onto them and trusts her.

[smileymoth]

Doc's bitchass dog got stuck in werewolf mode. He can't join the life series now. Help