#you even said quackity

[boygirlctommy]

i love the bit from oct 17 2020 when tommy and quackity trapped wilbur in a cobblestone box to keep him from pressing the button... wilbur punching through the blocks with his bare hand to try to get to the button... tommy frantically replacing the block in front of him yelling for quackity to do something... the moment when tommy stops, blocks the exit, and tells wilbur to do it. press the button. but then theyd die with him. quackitys like "wait, wait-" but tommy holds his ground and wilbur. ohh wilbur. "why'd you have to make it so hard?"

[royalarchivist]

I've been reminiscing about Squidcraft a bit lately, so I posted this clip of Phil talking about why he didn't join the Squidcraft 2 event on Twitter (I posted the longer version of this clip a while ago, which you can see here). TLDR: Phil wasn't invited and didn't want to ask for an invite because he felt awkward, didn't want to intrude, and also felt like his Spanish wasn't good enough.

Fast-forward a few hours and many Spanish Crows crying in the quote retweets later, and someone just gave me a heads-up about this:

Komanche is one of the organizers / creators of the Squidcraft event. I don't know if Phil would accept an invitation, but the possibility of him being invited period wasn't even a possibility in my mind, so this was a surprise! :'D

[pomieszanesny]

Hey guys I'm feeling silly so here are my hybrid (or lack of the hybrid) headcanons (I'll split them by language)

Part 1 / English speakers (treating Quackity and ElQuackity as separete members)

Bad - Demon (not exactly a hybrid, he's straight up a demon but he's much more humane than other demons)

Fit - Human (sorry but to me FitMC of 2b2t with forever be Just A Guy™)

Foolish - totem/shark (it's complicated, he's technically just a totem but he adapted so many human mannerisms that he doesn't act like one at all)

Jaiden - avain/birb (obviously), lear's macaw/blue-throated macaw/hiacynth macaw (since I can't quite decide, but I know she's a majestic-and-blue bird, kinda getting into her Fed. roots)

Phil - avian, before used to a carrion crow but now is a new caledonian crow (since it's a more "tropical" variation, more fitting for the quesadilla island, idk how he changed don't ask me about the details)

Quackity- avian, reguler mallard (the basic one, but as a baby much more yellow and his wings never grew past the "yellow baby feathers" phase)

Charlie - slime (idk if im learning towards the "human guy with slime all over him" slime-hybrid-charlie or "literally a pile of goo with a t-shirt" one)

Mouse - demon (this time we got a human/demon hybrid not like Bad)

Niki - lynx (im kinda baised since lynxes are endangered and native to Poland which is my country but Poland and Germany are neighbours so it's not that big of a stretch, also i always thought of q!Niki as a cat hybrid so the lynx just adds flavour)

Tina - demon but tries to pass off as a maine coon hybrid (cause it's easy to hide her demon features under the maine coon's big ones except she's quite shorts so ppl are starting to get suspicious since they are pretty big cats)

Tubbo - goat (i'm sorry i can't let go of this brilliant dsmp fanon), breed: australian cashmere goat

[Edit: removed Wilbur]

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Aypierre just said his mods will ban any idiots in the chat being stupid about the QSMP situation, lmaooo. Absolutely based, get their asses.

[arcadianico]

Ok, quick question because I'm so behind on qsmp lore

is ElQ antagonizing the eggs specifically? Bc like, the eggs are the islanders weakest point i know that yes, but as a corrupt candidate it would make more sense to just abuse the life system they implemented for the elections, right? Killing everyone twice and being the one and only candidate for the elections seems like a better plan in my opinion.

I truly thought that the eggs dying was just a secondary consequence but I've seen people focused on the eggs as if that was the plan all along

the eggs are collateral. on his last stream before the debate he said that he planned to try to kill the eggs at a festival he was going to hold. he also said then that that wouldn’t benefit him if the caretakers of the eggs who were running weren’t also there. the egg plan was probably a lie anyway to keep suspicions off of the debate night and keep them focused on the future, and i feel fairly confident in saying that the focus on the eggs for that plan was also an excuse to keep his true intentions hidden and to rile people up about the “upcoming” festival. i don’t think he would care if the eggs did die, in fact he very easily could have killed a number of them if ramón hadn’t noticed the tnt, but they are not the main targets. elq is a liar and taking his words as proof of his intentions makes very little sense to me

[anartisticdreamer0]

phil said if quackity asks to take care of tallulah he’ll let him in character :(((

look im all for being nice to the grieving homeless man- HOWEVER HE SHOULD NOT BE LEFT ALONE WITH A CHILD ESPECIALLY WITHOUT THE PERMISSION OF THEIR PARENT.

[missasinf]

the face reactions of luzu and quackity to the luzu art in the office

Translation below!

Luzu: Hey, why do you have a photo of me?!

Quackity: I- No no-! (stumbles over words) I don't know who you are! (2x but stutters) I- don't- I don't even know this building, I've never entered this building,

Luzu: Quackity.

Quackity: There is a perverted, there is a pervert making- making sexual photos, I don't.

Luzu: Listen to me, I haven't met you until now, and suddenly I enter your office and you have a photo of me with the tits in the air.

Quackity: [overlap] Look, it's just that- It's just that that it wasn't me. (Stutters) Listen look there says the name "Val Steele"! I don't know who that is, look i've never entered this building too, i haven't entered here, I've never-

Luzu: (Cuts him off) Look neither does it bother me, you know what i mean, if you want I'll leave it there but... [overlap] But it seems odd.

Quackity: No! take it (x2) it's just that i don't- Listen I don't want it too, don't believe I want that photo either, (stumbles) Look you don't know me and i don't know you, understand?

Luzu: Look i'm really sensual in that photo, if it makes you get nervous nothing happens, alright (<- ?)

Quackity: [overlap] Then take it with you! if so fricking handsome you are then take it then!

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[crimson-roots]

i am a gUY OF MY WORD

JOEHILLS VOTERS. i have cat images for you o7

like/comment/rb/whatever and i'll send you a picture of one of my cats. specify which one if you want! or don't! i'm not the boss of you!

[nyamafriend]

wilbur soot is smth fucking else. why did he decide that quackity is raising his child with him

[404-186]

“what bothers me is that people recognised racist stereotypes and caricatures and are rightfully upset about it”

[poured-my-past-down-the-drain]

me neither :(

NO!! I FUCKING HATE YOU <3!!!!!!!!

ugh for real. 🙄

he's always like "did you see what Quackity was wearing yap yap yap I want him to fuck me yap yap yap I want to implode Las Nevadas in front of him so he goes through the same agony I did and we can be the same and we are always the same yap yap yap" like buddy. he's wearing the same outfit that he does everyday. cartoon character ass.

yeah (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ ghghggrrrr his meeting is so long I'm playing angry birds ^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^

—glatt

NO YOU DONT YOU PRICK TAKE IT BACK‼️‼️

right 🙄🙄 like he didn’t ruin our combined country and hard work and hurt our people and our animals and leave them homeless and everything of his own choice. not like it was shared. loser. It’s not the same if quackity doesn’t want to ruin the Nevadas. Also I’m pretty sure half of Big Q’s closet is the exact same outfit hanging up 10 in a row THEN becomes the Different Clothes. Silly billy.

Fuck up them pigs, king 👍 defend my honor and ruin their lives ‼️

[royalarchivist]

Cellbit: It's- it's good to see you man.

Roier: Elegante. Man, it's a pleasure man, it was a pleasure to- um um, to rescue you and Felps. It was.

Cellbit: I was so happy when I saw you there. It made me realize...

Roier: Oh man, me too, me too...

Cellbit: We can't waste time, you know?

Roier: Why?

Cellbit: Well, we cannot waste time, we- we never know what- what will happen next.

Roier: Oh, yes yes... Yes, maybe I die tomorrow!

Cellbit: Yes! Yes, exactly. We cannot waste time.

Roier: Maybe the Federation kidnap me tomorrow.

Cellbit: Maybe they are homophobic, you know?

Roier: Yes, may- yes! Yes, that bastards!

[x-i-l-verify]

#somehow I trust the door to protect me from the axe-wielding maniac more than his promise of sparing me

Prev

You rejected the warden's entry request with the excuse that he lacked the proper documents. Begrudingly, he left. Soon, you are greeted with a duck.

You have a feeling that this is the last chance you had before you are fully committed. The duck offers to let you off the hook free of consequences but letting him in means that Dream will be discovered.

Your action has consequences.

[winterzsurprise]

Taking care of you || Miguel O'hara

Pairing: Miguel O'hara x f!reader

Summary: Miguel comes home after a rough week and a half out of his universe and you decided that the only way to take care of him was to web him down.

Tags: NOT BETA READ, SMUT, bondage, overstimulation, denied orgasms, multiple orgasms, blowjob, blindfolds, he bites you and paralyzes you, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), big dick Miguel, sub Miguel (ig??? he still try to get the upper hand throughout)

Words: 2k

I was struggling because all the words I know are aggressive because I watch gaming streamer (Quackity & Roier) and I don't think moaning pendejo or chinga tu madre is very sexy.

Spanish speakers, tell me what moanable curses you guys have, it's for science (I am begging u)

mi vida - my life || cariño - honey || mi amor - my love || dios mio - my god || mierda - shit || puta madre - motherfucker

When Miguel came home after a long week and a half, he’d expect a heartful meal to consume before passing out on a warm bed beside you. To get bound on the chair with a special web fluid designed to keep him down in the dimly lit apartment is not one of those expectations.

Being a Spider-Man with no spider senses, his first instinct was to break out of the binds, calming down and unmasking once he caught a whiff of your scent.

“Mi vida? What are you planning this time?”

“Nada, is it a crime to want to take care of you?”

Your touch burned through his suit as you dragged your fingers across his chest. After days without being to see nor feel your presence near him, the desire in his chest grew from a pea sized to universal.

“I’ll give you thirty minutes to finish what you planned before I break out of this shit.”

You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look over his shoulder where you stood so mysteriously with no indication of your clothing visible to his eyes.

“You won’t.”

Miguel chuckled. “Why not? I can probably break out of this if I want to.”

“I’ll go back home to my dimension for a month and you wouldn’t even be able to find me since you’d be busy with work.”

He frowned, cursing under his breath to which you giggled at.

“Are you going to break out, mi amor?”

He said nothing, turning away bitterly and you took it as a win. 

“Now, let me take care of you.”

When your lips first touched his neck, a spark went off in his veins. He grunts as your hands start roaming his chest with feather-light touches, forcing him to retract the suit to be able to feel your warmth on his skin to complete the gaping hole in his chest.

There was something about Miguel being tied up, hopeless and responsive to your touches as depravity clawed at his chest.

The frustrated groan when you pulled away to reposition yourself to sit on his lap told you everything you knew, the tent poking you when you sat on him was also a confirmation. Placing a kiss on his cheekbones, you pulled out the blindfold from your pockets and he groaned.

"Really?"

"Oh shush."

You've read somewhere about blindfolds enhancing the experience as a whole, something about taking out one sense amplifying the others and decided to try it out tonight.

And Miguel having sharper senses than most Spider people only made your plan irresistible to not do.

Tying it around his eyes, you find yourself enamored with how vulnerable and submissive he looks right now.

"Darling, you look so pretty like this."

He scoffed. "I would look better on top of you, cariño."

"Fair enough."

Unbuttoning his shirt, you placed light kisses on every inch of skin exposed to your eyes while he'd sigh at the feeling of your lips on him. You weren't able to unbutton it all nor push it away due to the webs but you deemed it perfect as long as his pecs and some parts of his collarbones are out in the open.

Turning your attention to his pants, you captured his lips with yours and it instantly grew heated with a hunger not even a meal alone can satisfy. Pulling his fly down, your hands rose to tug at his hair to which he groaned, a reaction you've never had in the past.

Is it really effective?

Pulling away, you tugged on his waistbands and pulled them down to reveal his girth standing at full attention leaking with pre-cum.

"Fuck… touch me."

“You’re not in control here.”

Even then, you wrapped your hand around his dick and even that alone got his breath stuck to his throat.

Maybe you should bring the blindfold more often…

Pumping him leisurely, he threw his head back, melting into the chair, thighs spreading wider as the enhanced ecstasy spiked his veins, stirring every fiber of his system awake.

"Mierda, th-that feels so good…" 

The sight of his glistening chest heaving heavily as sweat beads on his forehead is enough to make your nose bleed till the next year. A memory forever ingrained in your mind. 

You trailed kisses on his collarbones and up to the side of his neck. Miguel's streams of mumbled Spanish curses and shaky exhales should be classified as a drug with how addicted and how greedily you were engulfing every noise he makes.

"You look so pretty like this baby, it makes me want to tease you a little."

He said nothing, reveling in the nirvana you offered him so generously. His hips struggled and writhed in the small space he was allowed to, chasing his promised euphoria with desperation.

But before he could notify you, you unmounted him and he let out a frustrated groan. Miguel was about to rip the binds until you got to your knees, only to web his feet to the chair legs as well and he grew more tempted to do so.

"Come on! Even the feet?"

"Gotta secure the package, darling."

Placing chaste kisses on his weeping head, the complaints died down in his throat. You then laved your tongue around his slit, gathering as much of his pre-cum and he groaned, dick twitching in your hold. His taste is heavy on your tongue and you moan.

You missed him on your tongue.

Taking his whole cockhead, Miguel flinched, arms struggling behind him as you hollowed out your cheeks and sucked hard while circling your tongue around his girth, providing him multiple sensations surrounding his girth.

"Dios mio, remove this blindfold. I wanna see you." He said, almost begging. "Please?"

"No, you look prettier this way."

Your hands stroked the places your mouth couldn't reach and Miguel's thighs trembled. His pants and borderline whimpers sounded like a sweet melody, the sight of his perspired skin glistening under the moonlight with his head thrown back burning itself at the back of your lids.

You'd stop at nothing to be able to see him like this again.

Then you heard a snap from the webs and you halted, pulling away to his absolute dismay.

"No no no no, ay puta madre—"

"Stop struggling and maybe I will continue."

He didn't say anything, his fuzzy mind struggling to conjure any good bargain to bring up.

"R-remove the blindfold then I'll consider."

"Nope."

He groaned, almost whiny and you grinned. Miguel slowly settled down, suppressing himself from breaking more threads. Once you deemed him behaved enough, you dipped down to take him in once more.

Relaxing your mouth, you sink in another inch of him before descending as further as you could go and pumping the other areas you knew you couldn't reach. The groan that left his lips was guttural, almost animalistic.

"Fuck, I'm near. Deeper cariño, I know you can do it."

Pinching his shaking thighs, you quickened your strokes while waiting for any tell tale of his climax. When his breathing picked up and his abdomen pulsed, you pulled away.

And Miguel whimpered.

And he realized it a little too late, cheeks darkening as he groaned in embarrassment.

"You did not hear that."

You laughed lightly. "But it was cute."

"Fuck your cute and pretty bullshit, why did you pull away?!"

You grinned. "I liked seeing you struggle."

"Ripping this off gets very tempting every passing second."

"I'll run away and don't think I won't do it."

The sound of you shedding off your shorts stopped him from mumbling incoherent complaints. You swung your leg over his thighs and placed yourself above his weeping dick. With his sense of smell

"Don't break from the webs, alright? If you do—"

"You'll run away, I know. Just fucking get on with it."

"So impatient, what if I don't do anything at all?"

"I will break off these chains and take you on the floor. Don't tempt me." He growled, pushing his arms out, stretching the webs as a demonstration.

Rolling your eyes, you lined him against your heat and sank down, the hardest part of your plan for the evening. Despite trying your best to stretch yourself out earlier before his arrival along with the drenched state you're in, it proved useless with how difficult it was to have him.

You hissed as the burn of the stretch lit your veins on fire and Miguel grunted, arms twitching at his sides.

"St-stop clenching so hard!"

"Not my fault you have a big dick!"

As you take in more of his inches, Miguel grew crazy at the warm tightness surrounding him reawakening the denied orgasm earlier. The blindfold taking away his sight only magnified the pleasure flooding his system to the brim. The coil in his abdomen tightened and he threw his head back, absolutely light-headed and drunk on ecstacy.

"Le-let me bite you, yeah? It'll go away. Fuck…! I'm so close..."

You didn't second guess his intentions, falling to his shoulder with your neck bared to his lips. Trusting your Spider-Man genes, he spared no time leaning down and sinking his fangs into you.

You gasped at the feeling of his incisors piercing your skin as your mind grew fuzzy and your body numbed itself to paralysis. Miguel, desperate for his climax, plunged his entire length into you before thrusting savagely in and out of your heat.

The sound of a hundred threads ripping off cuts through the air, his arms surged from behind the chair to curl around you. His heavy exhales, borderline whines, made your brain short circuit as he chased after his denied orgasms ferociously.

Panting openly on your shoulders with your name vaguely murmured like a mantra, you moaned at his sounds as he came with a shout, the feeling of his liquid arousal spurting into you made you shiver with delight but the shaking thighs beneath you only fueled your arousal further.

"F-fuck…! Thank you cariño. Mierda..." 

The paralysis ebbs away while Miguel continues to convulse, albeit weaker than before. Mouth hung open as he threw his head back, hands falling to your waists.

"How rude, you didn't even consider my pleasure, mi amor."

His grip on your sides tightened as you bounced on his dick and he faltered, trembling as he gasped and groaned at the overstimulation nipping at his senses. His hands tapped your thighs, asking for some rest and you slowed, waiting for him to use your safeword.

When he didn't, you picked up your previous pace and grinned.

"But when I did that, did you stop, cariño?"

He didn't answer as streams of Spanish curses and colorful words escaped his mouth. 

"Exactly, so take it like a king, alright? Maybe I'll forgive you for getting off the web."

You rolled your clit in tight and fast circles, growing merciful for him as his sounds turned into whimpers and pleads. The sinful sight of his sweaty self blindfolded and body intoxicated by ecstasy along with his beautiful noises was enough to bring you to the edge.

With a few strokes and rolls of your beads, you came. Warmth explodes from your chest to your fingertips and you let yourself sag to his shoulder whilst he grunted at the stings of overstimulation still mouthing at him as your walls pulsed around him.

"Fuck…! G-get off…"

He didn't even manage to get his sentence out when he exploded again inside of you and practically lost consciousness with how lax he turned beneath you.

Concerned, you tapped his cheeks. "Baby, are you still there?"

It took a while but he eventually answered, removing the blindfolds himself to peer up at you with glazed eyes. "Barely… You won't leave right?"

"Yeah, I was joking."

"Alright…"

You smiled, placing kisses on his forehead, cheeks, and lips. Miguel's face bloomed at this, grinning slightly.

"You did so well, darling."

He only nods. "I'm confiscating that solution by the way, you're not webbing me up again."

[pactw]

"i didn't expect the eggs to be such a big deal!" paraphrasing, but like. quackity. how. how??

the server said, "okay, here's a baby. no, really, an actual baby: fragile, new to the world, and alone. not only that, it's your baby. they're hungry, they're stumbling, they're trying so hard to live against all the impossible odds. and since they're your baby, you are the only one who can keep them alive. if you don't care for them, they'll die. it will be of neglect, plain and simple, because they're a baby.

oh, and they love you back, by the way. this is your baby and they toddle by your heels and babble at you (with signs) as they try, usually, to do what you tell them to do. they do this because you're their parent, it's clear that they love you. eventually, they start talking and they call you apa, abuelo, mama, dada -- and then they tell you, to your face, that they love you.

you fed them, played with them, protected them, tucked them into bed in a room in your home. you sang them to sleep, bathed them, dressed them, taught them skills and morals. you can see yourself reflected in their personality, their interests, and even how they look (leo's red hat/chayanne in the skull 'fit). they're your baby."

...and then he expected a series of (vaguely) sane people in their 20s/30s not to immediately become sick with devotion?? to be in tears over the silly little eggs?? like, no joke, if that had actually been the outcome i would have thrown every psychological and anthropological text i own in the trash in a fit of disbelief 💀

[trashfangirlsworld]

Hello! I've been inactive due to the current events in the mcyt community, but I've been keeping up with the qsmp admin situation and I thought I'd share some opinions because the amount of doomposting I've seen the last few weeks has been more than I've seen in any fandom in a while and I feel like it's reached the point where people really need to chill the fuck out because they're not thinking straight and actively not helping. Everything I'm gonna say is based on stuff I've seen on both tumblr and twitter.

they should not promote/release merch! : one of the things that baffles me the most tbh; how do you expect any employee to be payed then? Merch is so far the only big source of income for the server besides q's own cc salary or whatever income they get through the official qsmp channel on twitch and youtube (which I don't think is a lot). "I get that they said they have no funds, but still it doesn't feel right"... sorry but at this point I don't know what to tell you, do you expect them to pull money out of their asses? You can't demand that they stop making merch and then complain that they can't afford the twitter admins at the same time. If you don't feel comfortable buying anything from them it's fine obviously, but if your reason for it is that you're helping the admins then I have bad news for you. I have seen people propose that quackity sets up a patreon, and while I think it would be a good idea, I understand why he's not doing it, since with the merch he can at least give something back to the people that choose to support his project instead of people just giving him money for free, especially with what's happening now. Also with how much hate he's been receiving simply for the merch I can't imagine that a patreon would be recieved well.

we don't know if the money is going to the admins/ they should not use pomme's likeness! : the money is definitely going to go to the employees and admins because otherwise the server would not last. And as much as I understand people feeling protective over pomme's admin, quackity studios is very much allowed to sell merch of the character because it is not the likeness of the admin, it's a minecraft model made by the people that work there. Would you have rathered they skip her character entirely? Do you really think that would have been okay?. Also correct me if I'm wrong, but I've seen posts and tweets saying that pomme's admin has been confirmed to come back with the other eggs whenever it happens by pierre, who talked with her admin.

the admins of the update accounts got fired, it means they want to fire everyone, they aren't making things better! : it sucks that the updates accounts had to end and I feel bad for every twitter admin that clearly cared a lot about the project, but unfortunately it had to happen if there simply isn't enough money to pay them adequately like they deserved and ultimately the update accounts were not essential to keep the project going, so it makes sense that they were let go unfortunately. This is not gonna be the case for the egg admins because if they got fired (which they didn't), the server would basically end. Just because a cc does not know when they will be back does not mean it's not gonna happen. Just because tubbo randomly said that he's not sure if they will be back does not mean they were fired; tubbo is normally not a reliable source of information, even less so when he's been live nonstop for the past 20 days, which is prior to everything happening. If you genuinely didn't expect a reduction in non essential staff considering everything, then you have unreasonable expectations on how this stuff goes. As I write this, I'm seeing people saying that "they would understand this decision if q had set up a patreon to pay the admins", and once again I don't understand how people don't realize why quackity might not be keen on the idea of having his fans pay his own employees for his own project instead of, you know, doing it himself; and, again, do not fool yourself into thinking it would be recieved well. That being said, it's fair to criticize how everything was communicated to the admins, but I'll get to this in more detail later.

quackity should not have uninstalled social media, he's trying to avoid everything! : he's not avoiding anything, he's been off social media for a while now, which is why it took him that long to remove wilbur from the server. He has every right to not want to look at social media, as his focus should be on restructuring his server instead of doomscrolling on twitter because people think he needs to see how much people dislike him. The only people that he should talk to are those that have important information to tell him, like josè with the document. He explicitly said on stream where to contact him if you have helpful information and I'm sure that despite multiple well liked posts saying not to spam his email, people are definitely doing it anyway, which is probably gonna slow the whole thing down even more. I hope josè's document is able to be seen with pierre's help as well.

quackity studios is not communicating with their employees and leaving them in the dark and that's not okay : I agree with this. i think a huge chunk of doomposting lately has been due the lack of communication not with the audience, but with the admins, and they deserve to know what is happening behind the scenes more then us since this is about their current or future job.... that being said, I do kind of understand why they're being so secretive and shutting everyone out, and that's due to all the "leaks" that have been spread online. I understand the anger but I really wish some people would realize that discussing leaked bts lore stuff in ccs discord servers does not help the situation at all and instead makes it seem like they're only doing this to rile up the fandom against quackity studios by using the lore of people's fav characters.

At the end of the day, I think people just aren't used to dealing with a situation that does not have a clear cut solution and someone to clearly hate, so the result is this doomposting and the over aggressiveness toward anything related to the project. Personally, I haven't witnessed anything that made me lose faith in the qsmp like some people have been saying, as every change that we've seen so far coincides with what quackity said on stream a while ago. I only wish things were communicated properly to the admins clearly, as they're the ones most affected, so I hope that's resolved soon. Ultimately quackity is singlehandedly restructuring the server from basically zero, has had to fire people that were misusing money and power and, depending on what josè's document said, is probably gonna have to fire some more. This is not an easy process, nor a quick one, you're not gonna hear about sunshine and rainbows for a while and doomposting about everything you hear because you expected quick change is useless. Think before you speak, have a clear head and most importantly have empathy.