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{ bruh wtf?! thank you all so much for all the reads and support, like this is actually insane. i don't deserve this holy shit. any here's some random things to say thank you }

 any here's some random things to say thank you }

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———Techno: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*Philza: What did you do?Techno: Nobody died

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Techno: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*
Philza: What did you do?
Techno: Nobody died.
Philza: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

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Store Worker: Would a Mr. Minecraft please come to the front desk?
Phil, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker: *points to Wilbur and Techno*
Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?
Wilbur and Techno , simultaneously: We got lost...
Phil: I didn't even bring you guys here with me-

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Aimsey: [eating a cinnamon roll]
Ranboo: Cannibalism.
Aimsey: [confused chewing noises]

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Techno: Whose turn is it to give the pep-talk?
Wilbur: [sighing] Tommy's...
Tommy: Fuck shit up out there, but don't die.
Tubbo: [wiping away a tear] Inspirational.

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Ranboo: you're not strong enough tough guy
Tubbo: I worked at an ice cream shop during summer.
Tubbo: not only did I survive hell. I was assistant manager there.

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Wilbur: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.
Niki: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy.
Tubbo: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.
Tommy: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.

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Aimsey: Be gay!
Billzo: Do crime!
Aimsey and Billzo: *Fistbump*

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Philza: it's a horrible neighbourhood, okay? there are youths everywhere
Philza, remembering he's a parent: youths!

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Wilbur: sometimes when i'm sad i throw things at Tommy.
Phil: why?
Wilbur: it's fun.

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Karl: I'm gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul.

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Sapnap: sorry I called you an asshole, I assumed you already knew

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Dream: Well, well, well, if those aren't the consequences of my acts... Huh.

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