Alpha_Creator

Cringing at my old stories after being back a year or so-

alexhala35

Hey @Alpha_creator have you seen qsmp with the eggs 

alexhala35

@Alpha_Creator we have that eggs that did not make it out alive their names is Bobby Tilin Trump Juanaflippa 
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Alpha_Creator

@alexhala35 it's been a while since I clicked on Watpadd uhh--
            And yeah, I've seen QSMP and I'm not really updated on their lore :'DD
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Alpha_Creator

[Hello, it's been a while. Did some of you still know the prologue of my first book? I did a little revision to see how much I've improved. Although I'm not planning to rewrite that book, this is only an experimentation or some sort of observation between my old and current writing style]
          
          "After a thousands of conflicts and thousands of deals, you still wanted to wage war on us?" A green figure stands on a top of a wall-like tower and held his sword at people below. He lost count of how many big and small things that they've argued on before.
          
          A young blonde teenager who wears a uniform of red and blue glares at the said figure and gritted his teeth."You did it first! Not only you've been stealing from us, you've been blowing up our walls too! 
          
          "I told you before and I'll tell you again that it wasn't us!" A black-haired man spoke out. Just like the green figure beside him, he's wearing armour although his bandana is still visible to their eyes. "Maybe it was some hoards of creeper, and stealing?! Excuse me, you're the one who's been robbing us! " 
          
          "Even it's a hoard of those explosive mobs, it wouldn't cause that much of a damage!" Another one from the opposing team says. Wearing a similar uniform as the other teenager. 
          
          

Alpha_Creator

"Yeah, Tubbo! You go tell 'em!" That said teenager cheered at his companion with sparkling eyes. 
            
            "Tommy, hush down, " a seemingly mature voice scolded. He's a really tall man with curly brown hair. That man looked at the people at the wall with a firm stare. "Unless you will admit your bad deeds, then I'm afraid there will be another war, Dream." He looks at the green figure. His words sounds like a promised threat. 
            
            Dream groans, "I told you it wasn't us-!" 
            
            Suddenly a notification from the bottom left corner pops out of in every player's notification, causing them to pause their 'roleplay'. The sound of confusion is heard from everyone. 
            
            || [Y/n] joined the game ||
            
            "[Y/n]? Who's that?"
            
            "A player-!"
            
            "Did someone invite her or him? Them?"
            
            The chat of each streamers were loaded with a bunch of question of who is the player who joined. Everyone is unfamiliar with this said player. 
            
            "I'll go and say hi, it wouldn't really hurt to do one." Turbo exclaimed.
            
            "Tubbo don-" 
            
            The warning is already too late as Tubbo clicked the enter key of his keyboard. His message popes out in the bottom left as everyone can see his small greeting. 
            
            Tubbo: Hi!
            
            It didn't take long for the unknown player to send their response. But for whatever reason, that reply cause each streamer's to froze as they felt a running chill down their spine. 
            
            [Y/n]: Greetings.
            
            
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Alpha_Creator

Hello, uhh- I've been focusing on academic stuff lately. You may or may not notice that I haven't done any updates for a month? I'm slowly starting to get uninterested in writing DSMP again and being more interested in other topics or fandom(?). So until I found that "spark" that made me continuously wrote for the Dream SMP, I will put most of the books under "Hiatus".
          
          But I'll continue to make more prompts if something pops into my mind.
          
          That's all
          
          -Alpha_Creator

Oaoaoy

@Alpha_Creator
            Understandable author! 
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BloodyPersonality

@Alpha_Creator best of luck!! I hope you find where you belong!
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Alpha_Creator

"Dream?" A smaller you called the green cloaked man.
          
          "Yes, your highness?" The man kneeled as his porcelain mask stared at you.
          
          "Why does everybody like Theseus?" You asked him with innocence in your eyes.
          
          "Well, he is the child in the prophecy after all," he answered you.
          
          "But he hasn't done anything yet he gets praise from father. While I do my homework and perfect my classes, my father doesn't give me one." You look to the ground as you clutched the fabric you are wearing. "I feel useless..." You mumbled.
          
          You heard silence for a while before you felt yourself being lifted and carried in someone's arms. "You're too young to be thinking of those things. What matter is that you've done your part in the family," Dream answered. "You take your lessons very well, you play very well, you eat very well."
          
          You lean your head on Dream's shoulders as he brings you out to the balcony. On the balcony, you can see your mother's garden. "You should be my big brother because you're my favourite." You said to Dream bluntly.
          
          Dream chuckled, "don't say that. Prince Technoblade might have my head if he heard that," he said to you.
          
          "Brother?" You questioned.
          
          "Yes, he might be busy from time to time but he still adored you. He won't let you out of his sight when you turned two years old," Dream says as he removes some strands of hair from your face.
          
          "Hmmph! You're still my favourite," you said.
          
          Dream laughs more, "it's an honour, your highness."
          
          
          
          
          "Dream," Technoblade crosses his arms.
          
          "Glory to the first prince of the Antarctic Empire," Dream bows.
          
          "Why is the runt clinging to you?" Technoblade tries reaching out to you but you slapped his hand away.
          
          Two men flinch as you cling further to the green-cloaked man. "I like Dream more!" You whined as you buried your face on Dream's shoulder.
          
          "Your highness, I can explain-!"
          
          "You have 10 seconds," Technoblade unsheathes his sword.

Killinqpills

@Alpha_Creator is it possible for this to become an actual book? 
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Tishamicha

@Alpha_Creator  this needs to be a fanfic/book. I also love how we were told techno loves us yet he calls us a runt.
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Muhon-chan

@Alpha_Creator pause. Why were we called runts. HYPROCRI-/j I love these short prompts it makes my mind run wild with possibilities/endings
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Alpha_Creator

I've been putting a lot of effort into a drawing but idk if I should make it as [Y/n] [L/n] from "Flightless Bird" or [Y/n] Craft from the prompt I made :"DD

Quiet6Midnight

@Alpha_Creator I vote for the flightless bird 
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Ennard02_39

@Alpha_Creator Both tbh, but do whatever you want!
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