The Multiverse Space

Dream: *knocks on Georges door* 
          
          George: SAPNAP FUCK OFF OR ILL TELL DREAM YOU LET PATCHES EAT YOUR SANDWICH AGAIN 
          
          Dream: *barges in* HE DID WHAT?! I'VE TOLD HIM TO STOP LETTING HER TAKE HIS FOOD LIKE TWENTY TIMES 
          
          George: oh- 
          ... wait why are you up here?
          
          Dream: *glances down* i brought you sushi- 
          
          George: why would you bring me sushi, i didn't ask for sushi- 
          
          Dream: what is it illegal for me to get you sushi now? you're not the sushi police 
          
          George: no i appreciate it! its just you said you were going out, i thought you'd be gone for a few hours, did you leave the house /specifically/ to get me sushi? 
          
          Dream: yeah... 
          
          George: why...? 
          
          Dream: just thought it might help you cheer up... 
          
          George: and why would i need to be cheered up? 
          
          *Dream looks away*
          
          Georeg: WHAT DID YOU DO 
          
          Dream: i lost a bet-! 
          
          Georeg: oh my god- 
          how much money? 
          
          Dream: What? no- I don't gamble like that, I lost a bet with the fans- 
          
          George: when? 
          
          Dream: three or four years ago... and also when you got here 
          ... 
          and now we have to write fanfiction live. 
          
          George: ... about what? 
          
          dream: ...ussssss.... 
          
          George: *takes the sushi* 
          you idiot. 
          
          
          
          (just thinking about adding this plot point back into wwnf because the old version still makes me happy sometimes)

HOLY SHIT I FOUND MY GREEN AND BLUE FIDGET TOY HELL YEAH 
          
          (I've been sad cuz its missing for like multiple weeks now and it was in my damn jacket pocket omfg-)

sometimes when i realise i havent archived my posts since last year and i go to open the 300 page document i use to archive what i say for some reason, i get mad because it lags my computer 
          
          and then i realise its 300 fucking pages long and my RAM probably cant handle that shit-

techno raises his sword over the monsters head, the crowd cheering him on in a mess of burning buildings. 
          
          angry and blue and thrashing in its chains it looks up with its mouth pinned and growls as that heavy silver is raised higher and higher 
          
          warhog! warhog! warhog! they chant  
          
          his first battle, all for the crown 
          but when he looks down again, seconds before bringing down the sword the beast recoils, as is realising that this battle is lost, and it's going to die. 
          and its eyes look like a childs. 
          
          this monster is a kid. 
          
          but the sword must come down anyway. 
          digging into the dirt beside the monsters neck, it lies panting, afraid and hurt 
          techno cant recognise those teeth as angry anymore, or its actions as heartless to the good men he's lost 
          
          he looks up, crowd seemingly just as confused as he is. 
          this monster with all its fire didn't burn a single building here. 
          
          "let it die of its wounds." 
          and they cheer. 
          and techno is confused. 
          
          the buildings continue to burn. 
          this battle was not for glory. 
          
          
          
          (I'm fucking vibrating thinking about this au omfg i could pace for HOURS 
          I NEED TO RANT ABOUT IT AND WRITE IT AND DRAW IT AND ANIMATE IT FOREVER)

Tommy: *lying on the ground, blood pooling beneath him as he reaches up for his brother with his last breaths* 
          
          Wilbur: stay with me- stay with me tommy *he looks up* George, res him- bring him back 
          
          George, holding the potion in his hand as his eyes flick between it and his brothers: I mean he said he regretted giving me the mac and cheese- 
          
          Wilbur: you- he APOLOGISED! you're not going to hold that against him, are you? he's a kid! 
          Tubbo, off to the side dealing with his own injuries: yeah! 
          
          George, out of character to the dm: can i roll to try and break the potion on the ground? 
          
          dm: your bottles were forged in the unbreakable depths of hell, you throw it and it rolls into a bush unharmed 
          
          Tommy: *coughing like he's trying to say something* 
          Wilbur: what is it, what is it tommy I'm here- I'm not leaving you 
          
          Techno: I'm rolling to attack George 
          
          George: now i feel like that's going too far- 
          
          Techno: d20, i slam him to the ground and threaten him with my axe, but i wont /try/ hurt him. ranboo get the potion- 
          
          Ranboo, was not paying attention: whut? oh- uh, i teleport over to it *rolls* ... it's a one- 
          
          dm: it's been too long I'm rolling another death saving throw for tommy- and, ranboo you teleport to tommy and stand on his chest, furthering his injuries and he takes more damage but you're not sure how much 
          
          Tubbo: i swear i'd run over to help but i don't have legs-! 
          
          Ranboo: I'm going to run and bring the potion back- 
          
          dm: okay you get the potion to tommy and everyone holds their breath as- *rolls* the life returns to his eyes and he sits up in pain 
          
          Tommy: YEAH RIGHT I FUCKING REGRET GIVING YOU THE MAC AND CHEESE, WHAT THE FUCK?! 
          
          Wilbur: GUY'S YOU'RE BROTHERS, BE NICE  
          
          George: IT DOSENT MATTER, WE'RE ALL ADOPTED 
          
          Dream, wistfully sitting beside George to play with his hair: I'm not~ 
          
          Techno: do you want to be? 
          
          Dream: what? no- 
          
          
          
          
          
          (idk how dnd works just pretend this makes any sense)

when you take a dick joke too far and now you've been thinking about an au for giant chickens for over an hour 
          
          
          they have names now
          Clifford the big red beak (pecked George in the head and must suffer the consequences), 
          Currant (a shade of red, because Dream is good at naming animals, and he totally didn't want to name her Apple at any point /s), 
          and C*ckmaster- (Sap thought the last name wouldn't stick and then it did anyways because of course it fucking did) 
          
          anyways i like chickens and now i want to draw the chickens with the dteam- 
          (note that George is still afraid of Clifford the big red beak and this fear extends to Currant and C*ckmaster no matter how many times Dream and Sap try to explain that they're harmless. 
          And Clifford knows damn well she meant to peck George because lets be honest his hair would probably look yummy to a giant chicken) 
          
          
          
          
          
          i feel like I'm on drvgs posting this kind of crackfic madness but I'm being genuine i think this will end up as one of my favourite aus-

i have no fucking clue how dnd works so here's my shitty rendition of what my dnd-adjacent au would look like as a literal dnd game (would not logistically work anyways but shhh) 
          
          
          
          dm: ok so how are you going to get the guards to trust you though 
          
          tommy: i cast vicious mockery on George 
          
          dm: ok roll- 
          
          dice: *nat20* 
          
          tommy: i wish i never gave you that mac and cheese, and also dadza and mumza don't love you 
          
          George: *silence while rolling for damage* 
          wilbur: *shocked picachu face* 
          dream and sapnap: *confusion because they weren't there for the first session* 
          techno: *probably has a master plan* can i use my movement to get closer to one of the guards- 
          
          dm: okay George roll a death save- 
          
          tommy: I LOOT HIM-

back down to 169 lol (i havent posted anything worth staying for in a while its alr, funny number pog ^^) 
          
          anyways here's a list of things I care about that no one else does 
          
          
          -my oc Zip 
          idk what her civilian name's gonna be but I'm obsessed with how she and Glitch(George) get put together to learn how to use their powers, and glitch can't leave because he's the only one she cant kill with her superspeed before 
          
          -skeppys powers that I finally figured out 
          he controls pressure and it presents both as water/ice manipulation by pressurizing the atmosphere around him and much weaker mineral manipulation by pressuring small bits of carbon into these suuuuuuper tiny diamond shards that he can use as shrapnel 
          (his powers were already like this, but i didn't have an explanation of how it fit in the power system) 
          
          -SPEAKING of the power system 
          all superpowers are hierarchically placed like the evolution tree and people can have multiple presentations of the same power 
          like some people's superpower is literally 'reality manipulation' and the way it presents is being good at gambling (*cough* quackity-) 
          it makes a lot of sense for horizontal power scaling and it makes me very happy :> 
          
          -LIKE CONTINuING FROM THE LAST POINT 
          georges power is also reality manipulation (so is dreams, most people's power is just general reality manipulation tbh-) anyways his presents as minor teleportation (fixed radius, plus lots of other caveats) but his love of coding also makes it present as a sort of bug-fixing later on which is also pretty cool 
          
          and dreams power is technically a hand-movement based telikenesis presenting in a number of ways and further enhanced by bads power 
          
          -WHICH CONTINUING AGAIN IS SO FUCKING COOL THAT PEOPLE'S POWERS PLAY OFF EACH OTHER IN SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS AND IM GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS AU 
          
          and fuck i was supposed to use this for multiple aus and also i said i was gonna fucking reply to anon what is actually wrong with me

HOLY FUCK ROUGEOD IS REAL 
          FUCKONG CLOROPHYLL IS PINK

OKAY, so nikki has a bunch of alien flora/fauna and general alien food substances onboard Arrow-13, this has been established as part of Earthen research during the war. 
          
          SO, for extra context!! 
          Nikki likes landing on ally planets to lead walks with the others under her supervision and collect interesting food while Dream is doing diplomat shit with Ranboo and the natives to make sure Earth's alliance is all still good. This is a pit stop on the way to Rougeod to pick up Technoblade before the events of the fic, because I thought this was funny. 
          AAAAanddd- this is George's first time on any planet outside Earths solar system, as he's just transferred to the ship about a month ago for a change of scenery and has lived on a satellite for the past 20-ish years of his life 
          
          the officers are stepping off the just-landed ship after being authorized, and are being led by one of the natives through a busy swampy market full of anthropomorphic frogs. 
          ranboo is making friendly conversation with said guide, and George is about to make a bad example of following protocol 
          
          - (ran out of space the rest is in reply)