#squok

[ritterum]

hi! :> (in a parrot voice)

[itsbebebe]

Petition for the federation to put more parkour in their buildings to add difficulty that wont lag out the server like a fuckton of mobs normally do

[cellgatinbo]

every day i play with the modpack the more i understand the way etoiles yearns for the dungeons. i found the crazy nether one in my singleplayer world and went "ok this is the last thing i'll do then go to bed" and suddenly it's 4am

[half-oz-eddie]

Buck was mad at Tommy for a total of 5 minutes. They squoke about it and now they’re on squeaking terms again.

[bigboobyhalo]

Foolish: We need to get Dapper back to you soon, and not just Dapper, but like almost all the eggs back to you soon ‘cause you are… not lookin’ good… like literally it just looks like I’m looking at like a past Badboyhalo, like, you’re– you’re withering away.

Bad: Y’think, Foolish?

Foolish: Yeahhh…

Bad: I mean, sometimes, when people aren’t feeling their best, Foolish, they still wanna hear someone say that they’re pretty, y’know?

Foolish: Ohhh, so—

Bad: Can you– can you say that? Can you just say “Badboyhalo, I still think you’re pretty.”

Foolish: Would it– would it help get your face off the ground?

Bad: It might.

Tina, laughing: What is happening right now…?

Foolish: Would it make Skeppy jealous?

Tina: What the fuck…?

Bad: I mean… [crosstalk] I don’t– I don’t know, but it would– it would make me a little happier.

Tina: [crosstalk] HELLO?? GUYS???

Foolish: What– what, Tina? I’m trying to console this man! What’s wrong with you?

Tina: I just– I just clocked back in– I don’t know– should I be here– [stammers] should I go? Am I supposed to leave??

Bad: Why?

Foolish: No– [breaks into laughter] Bye!

Tina: [stammers] I’ll– I’ll get out of here, [crosstalk] don’t even worry about it, I’ll— [voice quickly fades as she grappling-squoks away]

Bad: [crosstalk] Wait, why– why are you leaving? Why?

Foolish: … Y’know, Bad, under the stars, you, um… even though you’re fading from light, I think, um, there’s still a little sparkle in ya, and, y’know, maybe… maybe you do look pretty.

Bad: Oh… Well thank you, Foolish. I mean… it’s nice to hear once in a while and, y’know, hearing it from someone with as chiseled as a jawline as you have, y’know—

Foolish: Yeah…

Bad: I know it actually…

Foolish: Yeah.

Bad: … means something a lot– aww, thank you, here—

Foolish: Bring it in, bring it in.

Bad: — let me, uh, just type out– there we go, there we go…

Foolish, speaking softly: To be clear, I’m only doing this because of this unfortunate– unfortunate circumstances, and under any– almost any other circumstances, I would have not complied– in fact, I would have maybe called you an ugly piece of shit, but I’ll give you this one.

Bad: No– no, I know, Foolish, and honestly, that– that makes it even more significant.

Foolish: Yeah. Yeah, so, I’m just gonna sit back in my chair now.

Bad: Okay, go ahead…

what may very well be the sweetest moment between q!foolish and q!BBH that we’ve seen so far…

[elmushterri]

Hello I just wanted to illustrate how freaking excited I was to hear you had a Tumblr so I made a dumb thing

and our favorite fem lesbian Luna

I SQUEAAKED. the squeak I squok. OMG. PEOPLE WHEN.. WHEN PEOPLE MAKE ART OF MY LIL JUPITER GIRL. AND LUNA⁉️⁉️ Look at her 🧡🧡 We are winning today withy your blessings of art! I am adding this to my next vid in the intro!! (unless you say no ofc!

[greenteabelle]

feeling some type of way about q!philza talking about his wings healing . 

as an immortal who has roamed the earth for centuries , q!philza knows how to adapt to his surroundings . against the blazing sun , thunderous rain , snowy blizzards and harsh winds , his wings have gotten used to adjusting to each type of weather no matter where he goes . 

then he wakes up feverish and sweaty on the train to quesadilla island , immediately aware of the sudden loss of weight off his back . he doesn't know what the federation did to his wings , how rough they must have been as they snipped his feathers this way and that , but it did the job . 

now bony and crooked , his wings are useless . 

so he binds them with bandages , eyes red-rimmed from tears , and keeps them hidden securely under his cloak . he pulls himself together and does what he has always done best : move on . 

when he meets chayanne , his wonderful , lovable son , he makes sure that the bandages are just tied a bit tighter . 

because when he is faced with the starry-eyed gaze of wonder for each heroic tale he spins before chayanne's bedtime , he can't bear to tell him the truth . chayanne doesn't need to know how far he's fallen from grace . 

how pathetic he's become . 

but he makes do with life , as he always does , and takes full advantage of the surprising resourcefulness of the island . 

the paragliders . then the tridents . then the grappling squok . the last one still freaks him out with its sounds , but he keeps one on him at all times . 

anything to feel that rush of wind blowing against his hair , the weightless moments in the vast blue sky . 

then he wakes up in purgatory with the other islanders , not a single item in his possession , and he does the only thing he can do .

survive . 

that alone is hard enough to accomplish , especially when there's a group of misfits looking to him for directions as the island does its very best to get rid of them . despite the odds stacked heavily against them , he is anything but a man who lacks faith . 

so they run as swiftly as they can , fight as desperately as possible , hide as discreetly as they're able .  

over the course of two days , q!philza finds himself standing up for members he's barely interacted with and stepping in with a fierce determination when they're threatened . 

somehow , in the shittiest place imaginable , q!philza has found himself another family to protect . maybe it's the adrenaline , fueling his desperation to finally have a family he can protect . maybe it's the habitual indulgence , finding himself fond over their amusing antics in the face of danger .

whatever it is , it makes him decide to trash the bandages that have grown worn and tattered and leave his wings hanging limply but exposed . 

because in such a fucked up world , who the fuck cares about ugly wings anyway ? 

the members notice , particularly q!jaiden and q!baghera , but they don't ask questions . 

slowly adjusting to the ever-changing obstacles that the island throws at them , they keep pushing and pushing and pushing . things get better . they always do . 

but sometimes … things are too much . 

sometimes there are one too many disasters . 

sometimes there are one too many altercations . 

sometimes there just isn't much hope left to go on . 

the first time one of those moments happen , q!philza finds q!jaiden and q!baghera still awake despite the late hour , huddled close to a campfire and their eyes dazed from fatigue . they're unusually quiet and twitch ever so often as the flames dance dangerously close to them . before he can stop himself , he asks them a question . 

“ could i preen your feathers ? ”

their matted wings haven't escaped his notice even since day one , but he didn't want to overstep at the time . perhaps even now he's overstepping , so he scrambles to retract his question with an awkward excuse , only for them to nod quickly without a moment's hesitation . 

so he shows them the ropes , and guides them through each step he takes as he handles their feathers with painstaking care . 

he also doesn't ask why they don't know how to do it themselves . 

just as he's done with both of their wings , he fully expects them to go to sleep immediately , finally finding some peace in the midst of constant chaos . what he doesn't expect , is for them to ask if they can do the same to his wings . 

his broken , pathetic wings . 

his first instinct is to refuse , as kindly as possible of course , but when he's met with the poorly disguised nervousness on their faces , what else can he do but say yes ? so he agrees , going against every instinct in his body for exposing the weakest part of himself to others . 

and when they touch the first feather , q!philza physically restrains himself from swiping at their throats with his sword , digging his nails into his palms with a white-knuckled grip . as they continue , he can't quite conceal the violent shudder down his spine , but it gradually resides that by the time he finally has the sense to check on them , he's horrified by the sight of blood on their hands . 

he immediately fusses over them , the guilt over not warning them beforehand about the razor sharp edges of his feathers making him sick to his stomach , but they only grin brightly . 

“ didn't we do a good job , philza ? look at your wings ! ”

sure enough , his wings look better . 

it's still tattered and utterly useless , but they do look better . 

“ you did great . let's find some bandages for your cuts and i'll teach you how to avoid hurting yourself in the future . ”

the next day , the three of them look the most rested they have ever been since the day they stepped foot on this island . 

so it becomes a thing . every night before they turn in , q!philza helps them clean their feathers and they do the same for him . eventually , q!cellbit , q!foolish and q!charlie join them when their curiosity is too obvious to ignore . their movements are clumsy and inexperienced , yet their touches are gentle . 

a new routine is thus added to each member's day , though it feels as natural as if they've been doing it since day one . 

one day , q!philza is gathering resources with q!etoiles for the team , when the latter makes an off-handed remark . 

“ by the way , phil , your wings look cooler than before . ”

“ aww , thanks mate . ”

then the words really hit him . 

slowly , q!philza extends his wings forward and sure enough , they look different now . there's visibly more feathers than before , almost covering his bones completely , and even a faint gradient sheen on them . his wings feel solid now , not just hollow reminders of what they once were . 

they look familiar now . 

when he sees the secretive smiles his members share as they see him spread his wings a little more , a feeling of overwhelming fondness fills his heart . how does he thank them ? how does he show how grateful he is for having members as wonderful as them ? 

he plans . 

every night , after their preening session and everyone has gone to bed , he sits on the edge of his bed , which is really just a straw mat , and spends just a bit extra time to stretch his wings and preen those feathers . there’s hope blooming in his chest , for the first time in a long time , and he persists . 

then on the final day of battle , q!philza spreads his wings . 

across the expanse of the blood red sky , he soars .

[foxxology]

So Scott wants the Grapple Squok..... he really likes them tentacles huh

[paused-waterfall]

Cellbit didn't give up his chance to reach the boat in order to message Roier, or stay with Richas. If you watch Etoiles' perspective, he passed Cellbit right at the end, because he had a grapple squok to move faster. And Etoiles barely made it in time; he arrived in between the clock reaching zero and the ending animation playing.

In that moment, Cellbit concluded that he wouldn't make it, and he was correct.

[thedemonastrophel]

AH OKAY THOUGHTS FOR THE NEW DOCTOR WHO EPISODE!!

I am SO SO happy I was proven wrong!

Before this new ep came out I made a post here about really not being impressed with the newer episodes, BUT it seems I was right about liking this one and I am SO SO excited about this

Also small spoiler but that the end when he made the reference to thr 11th Doctor with the fish fingers and custard I tell you the SQUEEKS THAT I SQUOKE-!

Aaanyways I'm so happy with the new episode It looks incredible- WE ARE SO BACK!(from the first few episodes I mean, 13 will forever be my favourite <3)

Gahh I'm now so hyped for the upcoming episodes this is AMAZING

If you haven't watched it yet you should do that!!

[pixiecaps]

Sorry I couldn’t hang out today Dad had work lol Hope you like your present :D see you Monday!

aww phil felt bad he couldn’t be there sunday for chays birthday so he logged on off stream and left a message and present which was a grappling squok

[styleslouis]

you know what i miss? the days when cellbit and richas would leave to go on an adventure, spend hours and hours looking for seeds of chaos, only to come back with barely anything. but it's okay, because they had fun together. when they found one of the rarest dungeous out there by accident, had one of the most fun times exploring it, richas with his gun and cellbit with his grappling squok. when they spent richas' birthday solving so many enigmas, walking for ages, murdering villagers and finding more questions instead of answers. all of the times he'd stop and take pictures of his son, casually teach him a beautiful life lesson like it was nothing, or do something really questionable and quickly move on.

look at the stars, richas, your siblings are up there looking out for you. is this donkey from shrek? take a picture, but then i'm going to kill him because i don't want another movie, sorry. don't cage the humming birds, richarlyson, their beauty is in being free. the villagers don't have souls, you don't need to feel bad for murdering them. you shouldn't feel bad for being different, richas, that's what makes you special. no, son, i'm far from being a superhero, i've been someone much worse, i just think people should be allowed second chances. right?

[ultra-violetra]

really tho it sucks how blue team is like “red team shouldn’t use the squok because its too op in combat” and then they immediately start using scythes and the shovel

[bigboobyhalo]

and now bad is teaching chayanne squok tricks I could seriously cry . this guy was meant to be surrounded by a swarm of eggs

[radio-zephyr]

Foolish: "I'm sure you know a lot about getting high and squoking!"

Bad: "i DO know a lot about getting high and squoking!"

[blocksgame]

QSMP lore 2023-11-18

my guy ETOILES...

He and Pierre saw Pomme and were saying to each other, like, we gotta get to them. They went to Pomme and Etoiles said something like - I believe - "we're going to look for a way in, we'll return" and went off down the hallway they'd been trying to glitch into earlier. They got cut off by the cutscene, but...

...But then during the earthquake, as everyone was in the egg room, Etoiiles start hopping on blocks to get toward the eggs. He takes a lot of damage, he gets out a totem, he glitches closer, he pops the totem, he makes it to an egg. It's Richas! He tried to get Richas to follow him. The earthquake broke barrier blocks. They had a way out!

(...But he realized this is not really supposed to be allowed. Richas even put down a sign that says something like "(TONTON KKKKKKK)." So Etoiles gets himself out.)

But like... he made it to an egg! He was walking in like the same space as Richas as though - if you imagine it - falling debris would hit him and not the smaller egg. The earthquake ended and they were together and not trapped. Aaaugh.

I of course get that he wasn't supposed to be able to do it. And for something this big RP-wise, you couldn't give that to him - that makes sense - but still like. That's SO good. He is immediately running into danger and problem-solving and bringing back any kid he can. And like mechanically it would have worked. MAN! That's cool!

Then a bit later he's stuck deep underground and spends like the first few minutes of the escape digging straight up and towering for his LIFE. NICE That which resembles the grave but is hobby tunneling reference, very poetic. He outpaced a few people on the way, with the squok, and made it to the final scene literally dangling off the side of the boat.