LETS TRY THIS AGAIN SHALL WE
This is a NEW oneshot story about
the bois
the boys
Dream smp
Dream team
the Trio
muffinters
X-life
kingdom craft
Among us
Smp earth
I don't own any of the characters but I do own the stories. I have every right to put...
Tommy sobbed into his hands as he was curled up in a corner of a small cave in the woods. His sobs echoed throughout the empty cave. The groans of Zombies, rattles of skeletons, hissing if creepers, skutterling if spiders was all drowned out. He was tired of sitting on the side lines, waiting for Wilbur to tell him what to do, and when to do it. He stood up and just screamed in pure anger and announced. Not caring who heard him. He continued to roar out the scream until he felt it all dissaper and he was some what...Satisfied, but he was never going to be satisfied.
Not until Schlatt was on his knees begging for forgiveness. That's when he would be satisfied, that's when he would stop yelling, killing, destroying, ruining President Schlatt...he shouldn't even be called that. Tommy knew what time it was. It was time for a new look. Something new. Something that screamed he wasn't somebody to mess with. He ran to his new house and began to get ready.
After a few hours passed and Tommy had sown and stitched his own outfit he would be wearing. Wilbur had his own cool outfit, he wanted his. He had a pair of fingerless/ish glove.
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And a cool outfit...it was hard to make it but he got what he could.
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Tommy smirked as he flipped his floofy hair out of his face. He pulled the gloves on and grabbed the crossbow Dream had given to him. He smiled softly and began to walk out of his house and through the forests. The world was going to bow down to L'manberg and Schlatt won't be in the picture. Not even a background character, he would be banished himself.
Tommy was feeling very strong willed and ready for anything. As if nothing could touch him. Schlatts voice echoed throughout the smp..."oh...so he's giving another speach. Time to crash it." tommy laughed as he walked over. He hadn't been spotted yet and so climbed up a near by tree and sat on it, listening close.
"And thus...Manburg" Tubbo, Fundy, Schlatt and Quackity were on the stage. Tubbo looked slightly nervous, clearly looking at someone...probably Niki or Eret. Schlatt made a snarky joke to witch Tommy laughed at and all eyes turned on him. "Pogchamp, I'm the center if attention" Tommy laughed as he jumped down and blew his hair from his face. "Awwww what's wrong Schlatt...scared" Tommy smiled as he walked over to the stage and climbed up onto it. He was taller than two of the three there. He crossed his arms as George and Fundy took out there swords. "When did you get so confident?" Schlatt growled. "Oh maybe it's the new outfit, maybe it's being on my own...or maybe it's because I'm so done with your shit" Tommy hissed, stepping forward.
Tommy grabbed his cross bow and sighed. Fundy smirked. "And what are you gonna-urk" Schlatt collapsed to the floor, an arrow, dead center in his chest. "Oops, my finger slipped." Tommy chuckled. _____________________
