mcyt oneshots!

what have we here?

oop- we do be wanting villain boss dream team tho...

or

villain dream brainwashes all of l'manburg with his accommodates, george and sapnap.

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Pointing a finger in front of the crowd below Dream, he notices all of them staring at him with snarls. An amused grin makes it way onto Dream's face. Sighing exasperatingly as he threw his head back, his attempt to make it very noticeable to catch attention succeeding, he turns towards George.
"Well, well... What have we here? All peasants of L'manburg, huh?" Dream smirks, laying his elbow onto the boy's shoulders as his mask's eyes stared deep into George's. He wanted to fire them up. George's eyes look down to the crowd, all watching them with riled expressions. His head tilts in a mocking way, feeling his heart fill with the negative expressions pasted onto every face he could see.

"So sad. So, so, so.. very... sad," he sang. Sapnap, who was laying on the podium with his head hanging off the edge so that everyone would be facing him upside down, giggled in a maniac manner.
"Look at those pitiful faces." All their brains begin to consume of dark energy. Dream twiddles his fingers in a satisfied way as he stares down at the crowd. Removing his elbow from George's shoulder, he kneels down to Tommy's level, black dot eyes staring into infuriated blue ones. "Cute, these infuriated expressions of yours are. I've got the perfect reason as to why you should be using them for something else," he offered. None of the expressions changed although. People of L'manburg were dumb, but they weren't idiots sadly.

"Ah-huh, and what's that?" the fox-human hybrid retorted, arms crossed and fingers paler looking from pressing down onto his arms so tightly. Dream's head tilted forwards as his stance suddenly became darker. He pointed towards the flag of L'manburg. "Your country- your NATION. It will all fall down by the hands of President Schlatt. I want to start a rebellion."
He heard slight gasps at the sound of 'rebellion'. Dream smirked under his mask.

"This world is filled with many, many, many, many many many MANY corruption. The corrupted oppressors have the option of-" he holds up his two bandaged hands as he sits down on the ledge of the podium.

"Giving power to the oppressed," his right hand reached out, turning into a thumbs up. His head tilted to the left as his voice swung from a higher tone to a lower one.
"Or taking it away." His thumb up switched upside down, showing a thumbs down. He felt his right leg cross over his left as his left arm supported his face's weight, leaning onto the bandaged palm with his fingers curling around his chin. Splatters of rain dropped onto the crowd, until suddenly the thunder echoed inside the wide area. Clouds turned dark and night loomed over the audience.

"And what are you suggesting, huh?" Tommy asked. Dream's hands returned to his pockets as he leaned forward into the crowd. "I'm saying that we should stick up our middle fingers to Jschlatt and rule our own nation. Our own towns. Our own future," Dream offered. Now this, this was grabbing their attention...
"I'm saying that it is time we stand up to corruption and create our own brute force against HIS land. I'm saying that if we don't fight corruption with corruption..-" Dream edged on, now shouting over the wind and rain.

"We will have no independence! No land! Your rights for you are GONE!" The thunder lit up the wet porcelain mask of the man on the podium, as well as the observant crowds around him. Its sound roared throughout his speech, wind blowing at his clothes and hair, lightning strips dancing before him. "IF WE DO NOT FIGHT FOR OUR INDEPENDENCE, WE ARE THROWING OUR LIVES AWAY."
He unsheathes his netherite gleaming sword, the magic from it shining within the weapon. He pointed it at each of the L'manberg descendants. "RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, YOUR LIVES ARE AT STAKE. YOU EITHER FIGHT FOR IT, OR YOU DON'T!"

Wilbur and Eret looked at eachother, eyes gleaming with passionate fury as the rain drops from their eyelashes. They smiled somewhat evilly as they walked forwards, anticipated to hear more. "BUT I WILL TELL YOU, THAT NO MATTER WHAT YOU CHOOSE, YOU ARE AT DANGER! SO WILL YOU FIGHT WITH US, OR WILL YOU CONTINUE TO BE OPPRESSED BY THE SADISTIC AND CORRUPT NATURE OF YOUR PRESIDENT JSCHLATT?!"

"NO!" The crowd shouted at him.
"WILL YOU SIT BACK AND WATCH YOUR COMRADES FALL PREY TO THE HANDS OF CORRUPTION?!"
"NO WE WON'T!"

"SO WILL YOU FIGHT WITH US, FOR OUR RIGHTS, FOR OPPORTUNITY? WILL YOU COME AND BREAK DOWN THE WALLS OF THE WHITE HOUSE AND REBUILD YOUR FUTURE?!" Dream swung his arm into the air, netherite sword sparking as rain dropped down onto it, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky. An ensemble of weaponry being unsheathed had rang throughout the air, then familiar swords all were swung in the air, repeating the actions the man before them were doing.
"YES!" Shouted the crowd. The thunder stroke harder, longer, and whiter as they all shouted. Its impact rung through the air. Sapnap and George took the initiative to amuse the audience even more.

"We swing our swords in the air! Fight us or not, we don't care!" Sapnap shouted. George repeated the phrase until it caught rhythm. They repeated it until Dream repeated it, then Tommy, then Tubbo, until everyone in their sight was repeating it.
Stomping their feet onto the ground as their swords bobbed up and down from the impact, they yelled and yelled for rights against corruption. They yelled for the independence they'd been fighting for since day one.

They yelled because not only were actions powerful, but if your voices are loud enough, they can grant you the most power than corruption ever could.

"WE,"
The ground shakes under their feet. Dream's voice rips through his vocal cords, yet he didn't care. His voice needs to be heard- THEIR voice needs to be heard.

"ARE,"
They have been silent for far too long. They are no longer the villains here- they are the victims. They will fight hand by hand and thrust their swords through the air to seek for vengeance and power.

"AT WAR."

And there's nothing that is stopping them.