#that the hardest parkour move is a race against someone else

[temscraft]

the world building, foreshadowing, character development and storyline of parkour civilization is genuinely so fucking good

[fandom-sheep]

Eret 26 MAR 22

Red Rabbits MCC Part 1/1

Why do I always have to work MCC day?

I’m here now through. I’ll mostly be watching Eret or Wilbur I haven’t decided.

Starting with Eret

Ok headphones are connected and we’re still on parkour tag.

Ah Tommy being sent to hunt. Interesting.

Why is Niki being targeted?

Watching MCC, getting changed out of work clothes, typing this and glancing at MCC live because I don’t remember teams.

Red rabbits isn’t doing awesome. But I believe in them.

Alright dinner/lunch time.

I usually watch Wilbur. This feels weird. I’ll put Wilbur on my tv after I get back from finding food and keep Eret on my phone.

Go Eret go!

It Fucken Wimdy on my campus

Come on Eret hunt well you can do it!

Oh shoot there’s one of the guests I was just being really professional and tour guiding and now I’m watching MCC in a 10yr old sweatshirt and typing and walking.

Steaks do make things really stressful. And that’s true! The practice gap where you are never against a whole team must be so hard.

Someone on my campus just screamed and I hope they aren’t dead.

Elevator!

Sneeg is purple guy? Well lookie there. Time to bully my best friend because sneegs her fav.

Break the elevator. Sit on the flamingo.

No touchy the boat.

Decision time!!!

Mega chick m

Splish splash red team.

Oh we’re playing the team work game. I don’t remember what it’s called but teamwork game.

This game is probably the hardest to practice. Because you really can’t without the whole team.

Time to focus on watching and eating.

I love matching team skins so much

NOT LAST!

Come on Scar! You’ve got this Tumblr’s favorite!

Sixes sevens and eights (and a few 9s and 10s but shhh)

Win later definitely.

Bo-at

6 hours instead of 4 honestly me too.

Burger.

Burger got the Queen

Chicken time!

Yeet the chicken player! Go CPK!

Everyone wants rocket spleef

New mechanic? Moving?

CPK knows everything! Amazing!

Oh they patched the German keyboard back. The Wilbur hacks.

Cap and Phil just chilling like birds up high on their post.

Just glide.

Eret please don’t die. Eret nooo.

Oh what? The course just kinda wanders away somewhere else? What????

That’s so tiny! How do you play on that!

Oh no. Carefully.

CPK got Phil!!! Go funky fox dude!!

Round two let’s goooo

Eret please be careful.

The moving map is such a fun concept.

Oop just flew past sneeg.

“I just got Elaina sorry Eret!” “Good get her!”

What a loving partner. /lh

Red rabbits dropping like flies

Itty bitty islands.

Good job Quig

Round 3! Why is this interesting? Why is this map cool?

Map moves lots and fast.

That is so chaotic.

Islands just vanishing and appearing.

Good luck whoever’s playing man this looks so hard.

What’s the plan? Dog.

Oh hi Wilbur. Here to also visit dogs.

I love the dogs.

“Bork Bork Bork…. Bork” Eret

Eret getting all the screenshots.

Oop decision again. We got another last place pity item.

Chicken swap?

Quick shooting at us. Rude.

Sky Battle!

Wilbur quit being mean to Tubbo.

Alright I’ve got to walk now. Let’s see what happens.

Alright. Everyone good luck! Get kills and if you die oh well.

Block under the iron

Pants!

It’s more windy than earlier.

Oh yeah boarder.

Alright had to stop for a second got a tradition.

Please guys. Carefully.

Game over! We didn’t die!

WE WON!!!! I just thought we didn’t die!!!

Improvise adapt overcome.

Ooo please be careful.

TNT in the elevator. Such a good trick.

Niki’s panicking. I can hear her.

Everyone a little bit lost.

TNT ! Careful!

Oh well not the best but not bad.

Working from under that makes sense.

Please sad college wifi connect.

Wifi back. Go red rabbits! Carefully think.

I’m changing my plan. Eret on TV and Wilbur to be neglected on the phone.

Scott don’t you hurt my babies.

Pop. Didn’t react to TNT quick enough.

Eret officially on the TV

No Dream team influence. That’s true.

Ace race needs to happen.

Ooo. Open twitter to vote and close twitter.

Most everyone voting sands of time.

Build mart better be later. I love build mart.

I’m one of those people who watches MCC for the chaos.

Ladder on the boat!!!

Please don’t teleport if the boat is touched. Let people touch the boat!

Wack a fan is next.

The Jambo boy on twitter working hard

ERET GOT ON THE BOAT! Go Eret!

The plan is go slow and use others bridges.

Whoop. Almost forgot to close twitter since I was looking at fanart.

Poison slushee from Elaina.

GOOSE! Goose is on our side!

Noisy fans.

Goose baby. I’m glad Eret adjusts his camera to better see goose.

Ok so terra swoop section. Die if you are going to crash kk.

“Hi” button. “Hide?” Button?

Alright. Philza shall win this one. As usual. Bet Philz’ crows are just watching internet dad silently okay the game.

No! Goose! Elaina sent him to sabotage.

You can do this Eret. And Gumi. Just breath.

What? Eret isn’t hitting anything half the time.

Chaos round. Wing is nice.

Climbing to the wings.

“Ahhhp” -Eret

Eret wing bridging again.

Why are the blocks clear? Oh there they are.

Not great but not bad.

“It doesn’t matter everyone is going to punch you.” -CPK very motivational.

Also I know his name isn’t the letter C but I’m lazy and that’s easier to type.

I may be watching the losing POV but I’m having fun. I’m going to check MCC live and see how lime is doing.

Honey sticky and bad.

Both of my teams just chilling near the bottom of the overall.

Follow Frootloops. I don’t know how to spell his name so frootloops it is.

Wonder who was expecting Aqua to do awesome.

Wilbur’s rafter strat. And Eret too.

Rafter strat being awesome!

Good job Niki!

Hmm. I hope Green Gecks win. I know we won’t.

Dragon ball skins. I love these silly gooses.

“Oh Jack’s here.” -Eret

Alright next game.

ACE RACE!!!

Hunger games?

Go Queen!

And we weren’t dunked.

Ace race!!!

Punch em chickens.

Hooray Ace Race!

Yeah everyone else just drops and you chill in the circle for a sec.

Opening Wilbur on my phone with one headphone in just so I don’t miss any monologues.

Time to help Wilbur’s viewers double.

Oh he’s already speeching.

Is Wilbur proposing to ace race?

Oh he’s already married to the race.

No he proposing.

My connection on my tv is being squirrelly but I don’t care. I’m listening to Wilbur.

No why is twitch being weird on my phone! I can’t see Wilbur’s pov either!

Usually I can use both??? What’s happening.

I missing the chaos.

Going to close twitch on my tv for a sec

Got it working but TapL is messing things up.

Oh marriage.

Ah TapL as Ace Race said yes.

Also my wifi isn’t working really at all

Let’s see if my data is any better.

Congrats to the happy couple someone get them free desert.

Kinda wanna cosplay different games from MCC. Also kinda just want to cosplay in general.

Using the MCC website. My teams casually doing the worst.

Please internet.

Got Eret back on the TV and my Wilbur connection is still struggling.

Enemies to Lovers Wilbur/Ace Race

Anyway back to my delayed disaster of Red Rabbits. Bye Wilbur’s peeps.

I had caffeine and a fair amount of it, and now I want to sleep. Stupid ADHD brain.

Hit Wilbur!

Nice!!!

Buildmart! Go Cyan! May your Scar do well in this game.

There a new garden section at the buildmart.

I always loved the garden section at the Walmart and Kmart and all the marts.

I miss boats and sliding. It was so difficult and annoying.

Come on Eret! You’re an awesome builder you can do this!

I miss the shopping lists for build battle. Like the one techno made. That was so smart and good.

Go Team! I love the way they’re doing things. Maybe a little more organized.

It’s interesting scrolling through the twitch app and seeing show many viewers everyone I follow in MCC has. Like Ranboo has 83.7K and Quig has 352. Like Bob Ross has more viewers than some of the streamers.

I love how long build battle is.

Why did I jump when the sword build was completed?

We’re still in last but we’re having fun. And that’s one of the things that counts.

Winning also counts.

Adding rules to the rule book counts.

Sands of time! Last game please!!!

It does feel shorter. Hard to think it’s been 2 hours since I haven’t done much. And am still on the same tumblr post.

Poor Eret. She’s down by the bottom. 38/40. Only above his teammates Niki and Gumi.

Sands of time. Sands of time. Sands of time.

Chicken swap. Nice.

Sands!!! Get em Gumi!

Everyone hyping Gumi.

Sands of time seems nice. Like I would like playing sands so much.

Everyone saying GL. I love in game sportsmanship.

Oh Ranboo’s letter puzzle.

Oh that’s why I like sands. I like puzzles and escape rooms. Which is partially what sands is.

But good sportsmanship in games and such is so nice.

Others opening so many vaults.

Get the key! Go Eret!

We got a vault and now for another! After Eret finds it.

Rusty keys. In this game awesome. In real life a bit nasty.

Please be careful Eret.

Such a deep vault area.

There it is!!!

Now back!

Run run run.

Please start moving to get out.

Eret please.

No time. Get.

Snand!!!

Eret looking for secrets in the center.

I’m going to look MCC live. See what’s up.

It won’t load. Just watch.

Less than a minute. Not much we can do.

Gumi?

Run from Pillagers!!!

Exit!!!

Gumi please make it. Please.

Out they go.

Last out? Wow!

Wonder why my MCC won’t load.

Tomatoes are Tubbo.

Aqua’s still going?

Elaina summoning their partner using chat.

Awww. I love them.

Yellow and Cyan are out.

Bats not going to leave? It’s been nearly 15 minutes.

Green grinding?

Ah nope. Nevermind.

Game Over!

7th!!!! Woohoo!!

Still overall last though.

The Captains curse lives on 3rd place.

Elaina’s lost a bet involving Captain and now has to wear a made dress.

Seapeekay is in 17th for me, but he’s saying he’s in 16th.

Oh it’s a tie! So he’s claiming 16th instead.

AQUA!!! Hbomb needs to win 5 times!

And 5up! I want 5up to win because he’s just kinda fun.

Oh that’s why everything was messing up. The power in my building was flickering and apparently the elevator fell 2 floors (it’s happened before). Huh fun.

No 5up!

Antfrost is good at this come on ant!

Oh no. Oh no. Come on Aqua.

Please it’s all on Ant!

Good thing Ant is cracked at this.

Oh. Maybe not. Maybe Not!

YES!!!

GO AQUA!!!

Wait it’s so many 1st wins except for H’s 5th.

Next dodge bolt round you guys got this!

Yeet the arrow.

I want to see everyone v everyone dodgebolt again. That was cool.

We’re vibing to the music.

Poor Hbomb.

“HERMIT ON HERMIT CRIME” x3 -Smajor.

Did the wait for both arrows strat.

Come on Aqua!

They got Ant! They got the best shot!

But 5up got the other human who’s name I’ve already forgotten.

Nope there goes 5up.

Gem please. Please.

The court is so small

Gem did it!!

Alright Round 3

Oh yeah. Ukraine colored dodgebolt game.

Hermit off! Twitter’s not going to be happy about that since they don’t like hermit craft if I remember right. I’m never over there so I could be wrong.

The newest hell media I use is Tiktok.

Nice shot!

Aqua you’ve got this!

Hit him before he could hit them!

And took the arrow!

Oh no! Ant and H! Please 5up and Gem!

No they both missed! Oh no. Oh no. Oh no no no no no.

Gem!!!

Come on 5up! He got the arrow!!!

HOORAY!!! GO AQUA!!!!

Congrats on 5 time winner Hbomb!!!

Good job team!

Everyone complaining about Hbomb and his VOD reviews. Lol.

These were first place lives.

What the dog doing!

Poor Niki calling everyone chat. She’s been live 5 days. Bless her.

There are the dogs!!

Pet. Bark. Pet. Bark. Pet. Bark.

Who’s taking the pics?

Standing on the dog.

Good game red rabbits! Y’all were awesome! Bye bye! Bye bye!

Eret joining the rest.

Over stimulating the dogs!

Is there a pet the dog stat? Who pets the dogs most? And it’s only during the games/ in between game times.

Is that Elaina I here super happy about placing above Eret? Good for them.

Tubbo spreading the hate. Antfrost punches people and tubbo punches Niki.

Eret still streaming. I’ll keep delayed liveblogging for a bit.

Jumping into his own creeper. Can’t wait to see that on tiktok.

Having to turn down my tv because tubbo is loud.

I like watching Eret hop around and listening to the drama.

Oh I need to charge my phone.

Talking in code about the. Something.

Jackmanifold breaking the law.

Secret spot? The chicken!

We love chicken.

I’m done now. Time to just vibe and be content. Have a good day y’all!

Someone talking about Ace Race in front of Wilbur.

I love Ace Race because everyone hates it. Same as with build battle.

Huh. People don’t like the practice server.

Yeah first time players getting to practice is logical. But people who are crazy experienced. They don’t really need the practice. But it’s like what Eret said people will recreate it.

I love Wilbur just popping in sometimes. Did he sleep recently because he sounds tired when he talks.

We’re slandering Ace Race apparently.

Tubbo going to kill Ant.

Dog petting map and dog petting counter. Love it.

Subreddit dog pat counter. Someone get on that.

Anyway I was going to go wasn’t I. Bye y’all!

[lordxwyatt-blog]

Protegere Eos

Let’s take a trip down memory lane. March, 2010

He grunted as a hard fist flew and landed on the side of his face, eyes clenching shut as the pain sent a quick shock wave through his body. Wyatt was always one who refused to back down from a fight, even if the odds weren’t in his favour. His parents had taught him to stand up for what he thought was right— for what he believed in, but little did he know was that today wasn’t like any other day; today was going to be an unforgettable day. “Your necklace!” The leader of the muggers demanded, holding his hand out. “Or else you’re going to earn another mouthful of blood!” Even if Wyatt was going to hand it over, he couldn’t; not when his arms were held forcefully behind him. His cash, he didn’t have trouble handing over. But his necklace? Hell no. His parents had given it to him since before he could remember, adding new silver extensions as he grew older so it would always fit him. His mother, Avery, had always told him that the necklace would keep him safe, just the same way Amara’s bracelet kept her safe, and although Wyatt highly doubted a piece of jewelry would save his life, he found himself relying on it now. “No,” he spat out, hitting his head hard against one of his captors’, shoving the other one hard and making as much distance between them as he could. Blood trickled down his mouth and a tiny cut under his eye assisted in staining his cheek with a dark shade of scarlet. He had been on his way home from his part time job at the animal shelter, having stayed a bit longer that evening to help out with the cleaning duties.

 Who knew that finishing half an hour after he usually finished would change the streets’ behaviour?

 Brandon, Wyatt’s father, was highly trained in combat and did not hesitate to teach his son how to fight, even when his wife scolded him for doing so, telling him that it would only just make Wyatt ruthless. This meant early morning trainings when Avery and Amara were still asleep— secret trainings that remained between father and son.

 He planned to fight his way out, refusing to back down. Tiny groans came from the guy who Wyatt had managed to fight off on his own before the others joined and advanced on the fifteen-year-old, knowing it was far too early to celebrate. They had him blocked in a dead end which consisted of tall brick buildings, standing in the way of his only exit. Wyatt tried his hardest to strategise, wishing he’d done parkour or something so he could run on the walls and escape. Only now did it dawn on him that this could end with him losing his life; losing his family he loved so much.

 The sound of a phone ringing sent the alley into a deadly silent place, the muggers feeling their pockets to see if they were the ones getting the call. Wyatt stole a quick look at his watch. Great. He was over an hour late. His mum was going to kill him for missing dinner. “Is that your phone, punk!?” the leader hissed, resulting in Wyatt shoving his hand in his pocket. It was his dad. And no doubt, he knew it was a call to ask for his whereabouts and why he isn’t home yet. “Don’t you dare—“ Wyatt answered the phone quickly, eyes locked on his opponents as he spoke. “Dad?” “Wyatt, do you know what time it is? If you’re not home soon, your mother is going to screa—“ “Dad,” Wyatt said, feeling himself close to tears. He felt sick, helpless and his mouth was dry. It’s like he was frozen. Brandon knew his son well enough to know that something was wrong. His tone made him stand up straight away and worry filled his body. “Son, where are you?” A series of clicks rendered Wyatt speechless for a moment, his father knowing the sound all too well. “Wyatt, please? Where are you?” Brandon pleaded, feeling his heart race like there was no tomorrow. The leader gestured for the freshman to put his phone down, the gun pointing directly at Wyatt’s head. “It’s my dad,” he said quietly. “Just— please—“ His next words were directed at his father. “I’m sorry. But dad... I think I’m not coming home tonight,” Wyatt whispered weakly before a thunderous bang! made him drop his phone, both hands up in surrender. Maybe it was because he believed he was going to end up dead no matter what, Wyatt wiped at his face angrily. Adrenaline definitely fueled him with rage. He wasn’t going down without a fight. “Why don’t you drop the damn gun!?” he growled, daring to take a step forward. “Huh!? Drop the gun. Fight me properly, you cowards! I’ll take you all on!”

—

Brandon was downright panicking now, telling his ten-year-old princess to keep the doors locked until Andy, his trustworthy friend and Avery’s old Guardian, came home. “Daddy’s gonna be back soon, ok? I love you,” he said quickly, kissing her forehead. She kissed his cheek right after and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck, hugging him. “I love you, daddy.”

 Avery had beat him to his ute. He didn’t have to explain anything, her knowing him well enough to already know what was going on. She wasn’t as cuddly as her husband with their children but they both knew she loved them very much and showed her love by constantly making sure they ate at every meal, always wore their seatbelts in the car, were warm whenever they went somewhere by forever bringing jumpers for them even if they were sure they weren’t going to get cold. That’s just the way she was, whereas her husband was the type to hug and for a lack of better words, he was the openly lovable one. For those who knew him, he was only like that with his family. Other than that, he came off as a closed person.

 Avery checked the tracker she and Brandon had placed in Wyatt’s necklace, hopes of never having to use it disappearing as fast as the red dot popped up on the chunky laptop’s screen, revealing Wyatt’s location. When she said they’d be safe, she meant that she and Brandon would always be there because of the trackers they’d hidden in the jewelry, one in every silver chain the Clarke family had. Like Wyatt, Brandon had a necklace and like Amara, Avery had a bracelet. All contained a little pendant of a sword in a stone, a figure with one foot on the rock and a hand gripping the sword with the words Protegere Eos.

 It was their family motto.

—

Wyatt was sure at this point that he’d broken a rib or two, mentally scolding himself for the fact that he was beginning to get too tired to fight. The leader held the gun like it was a prize, allowing his followers to fight Wyatt as he twirled the weapon in his hand. For a split second, the fifteen-year-old thought he’d be able to make it out alive.

Boy, was he wrong.

Dead wrong.

About six new people entered their deadly dojo. Wyatt wondered why so many had been summoned to take him down. Surely there was a compliment in there somewhere.

It was dark now, the only light being the orange haze that came from the streetlight which hovered over the group. Wyatt was losing hope. There was no way he was going home but damn, was he going to fight until his last breath. Helplessly cornered, he had a moment to himself where he wished he had told his parents how much he loved them, how much he loved Amara- how much he loved his family. But now, it was too late; far too late. The sound of screeching tires made Wyatt die inside. If there were more reinforcements, he wouldn’t even have a chance to fight. Especially not now when his breathing was heavy and shallow, body begging to rest. He stood in a defensive stance, arms ready to block whatever came his way. His body was slick with both sweat and blood, adrenaline nearing the end of its run. It was now or never. Just before he convinced himself to go on the offensive, two shadows entered the alley behind his captors. It may have been dark but his eyes knew the figures all too well, the two of them moving swiftly and incapacitating the one nearest to them. Wyatt watched as his parents fought, wondering how they even knew where he was and where they’d even learnt to fight like this. They didn’t utter a word yet they seemed to be fighting as if they were speaking to each other, their deadly dance perfectly fitting like a puzzle.

Caught off guard, Wyatt took the opportunity to join his parents, shoving a hard elbow into one of the guys’ chins, earning a muffled cry as he fell backwards. He watched his father send someone hard into the brick wall beside him, reminding himself to ask to be taught that move. Avery held her hand out, gesturing for Wyatt to come to them just as Brandon took down the last guy. He smiled weakly and ran lopsidedly to them, eyes watery because damn, was he happy to see them.

A gunshot wiped the look off Wyatt’s face. Caught up in it all, the leader had so quietly remained hidden and irrelevant until now. Wyatt looked at his parents and saw his mother clutch her stomach. “Mum?” he whispered, concern washing over his face. He tried his hardest to make his way towards her as fast as he could, only to see his father fall to his knees. “No! Dad!” he cried out, rerouting his path to get to his father. It was like his mother had felt his father’s pain. Avery’s grey eyes were filled with tears, already at Brandon’s side. She pulled him into her before shoving Wyatt away. “Forgot about me?” the leader taunted, declaring his presence. “I hope you know now that I ain’t playing!” Avery ignored him and pressed her hand to Brandon’s wound. “My love, don’t you dare,” she whispered, angry tears now rolling down her cheeks. “WYATT!” she yelled. “GO!” The guys around them were slowly coming to. “GO NOW! YOUR SISTER NEEDS YOU!” He was going to protest but Avery had thrown the keys at him. “GO!” she screamed. “DON’T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF!” Now, there are two people struggling to stand up. “Y-you go, too,” Brandon choked out. “Go Avery. Pl-please....” She shook her head, blinking tears out of her eyes. “No. I’m too selfish to go on without you. If you die, I die too.” “Avery, n-no—“ She was already up on her feet, tackling the guy nearest to her back onto the ground, delivering a quick knee to his groin before she got back up. Wyatt was almost at opening of the street when he turned around to look back at the commotion, just in time to see his mother earn a bullet to her side. “MUM!!!” he cried, facing the alley, wanting to run back in. “Go!” Brandon yelled at him. He bit his lip and obeyed, getting into his parents’ 4WD, not caring that he didn’t even have a license yet. They had told him to go to his sister and that’s exactly what he was going to do. Avery’s phone sat on the passenger’s seat. Shaking with sobs, he called the police.

Avery fell to the ground and dragged herself to Brandon’s side. The muggers were talking but she didn’t hear. Instead, her focus was all on her husband. He was pale and she could feel that soon enough, she was going to be alone. “I love you,” she murmured, pulling him into her chest. “I love you so much, Brandon.” He held onto her, almost as if they were two halves of a whole. “I love y-y—“ Avery let out a loud whimper as his hold went slack, body limp. “Brandon,” she cried. “Brandon, Brandon, Brandon,” she murmured continuously like a broken record— like a prayer. “Not long now, my love. Not long now...” Her lips rested on his forehead, eyes clenched shut as she continued saying his name. Sirens filled the air. By now, all the muggers were conscious. “We gotta go!” one of them called out. “No shit, Sherlock,” another replied. The leader looked down at the two figures on the bloodstained ground. “Wasn’t supposed to go this far.” “Come on, Carter! We gotta go before the cops get here!” He pointed the gun to Avery’s head, hearing little wisps that he couldn’t quite make out. “No witnesses.”

—

Wyatt was good at faces; he always remembered faces.

To be continued.......