"Kenadian?" She spoke up hesitatingly.

~ @smallandsmallandunseen

(oh! she recognizes that voice. ken perks up, turns his head to face wifies with a wide smile.)

hey, w—

(their words get stuck in their throat. he pauses. ken's not sure what he's waiting for, looking for, staring at wifies-not-wifies. no. it distinctly is wifies. same face, same hair, same voice, same same same and also different. but not. she can't quite pinpoint what's wrong until her eyes drift to his ears and—)

...wifies! uh, sorry. i think i haven't seen you in a bit so my eyes are playing tricks on me.

(and that must be it. insanity. some kind of insanity, somehow. her mind is a muddle of confusion, of oddities and unfamiliarity and she's sure she's lost it, isn't certain how or even how to explain it to anyone, put it into words without making herself sound even crazier than she feels. wifies is a different breed, but that's stupid. he can't just do that, and there are no wifies-lookalikes.)

(not anymore—no. no, absolutely not.)

Why did Wifies know him? He'd never once seen them in the server, and yet it felt like she had seen the prison-maker's face a hundred times.

He let out a soft breath he didn't realize he'd kept in while he'd waited for Kenadian to finish greeting her. Wifies smiled at him.

(she's going crazy. ken, kenadian takes a deep breath, sighs. the imitation of a relaxed pose really shows off how good they are at lying. everything matters. they can't stop their eyes from wandering, however.)

oh, good! good, yeah, i'm glad. we—me and wato—'ve been doing okay as well, sort of. as well as you can be in the end dimension. pretty, but not worth it. i think... probably district 13, actually. damn. mafia times.

(he pulls a face, like offering something. maybe faux-familiarity for her to latch on. kenadian isn't quite sure why, but still.)

Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling he had since first seeing them. It almost made her want to get away from him, but she was no coward.

"That is a long time," she hummed.

The second name doesn't sound familar at all, despite it clearly being someone closer to Kenadian.

Wato, kind of a silly name.

oh, wato had an idea that maybe the seed unstable is using had some connection to the zero world. yknow, a pretty popular urban legend with like, tons of end gateways somewhere that lead to different worlds and all that, so we just went exploring.

(she says this matter-of-factly, like wifies is supposed to know. that seems wrong. kenadian isn't supposed to talk like that. isn't supposed to explain things as if the viewer already knew—er, wifies already knew.)

but we, kinda just came back empty handed. how about you? what have you been up to?

("parrot tells me—")

She didn't try to argue, it distracted him from more important thoughts.

"At least you tried?" She attempted to comfort.

Wifies is reminded of the pit in her stomach. She disliked the way the cat made her feel, and she hated the way the two tiptoed across a thin line as they talked. It almost made him want put Kenadian into a box and wait until he either gave every answer or rotted inside. But, really, would that even make her feel better?

He watched the way the cat readjusted themselves, paid more attention to it than she should've, yet took no notes. "Not much at the moment."

ah-ha. it was mostly wato who wanted to explore aaanyway, and we had fun with it, so i have nothing to complain about! ♪

(kenadian gives her another once over, stares at wifies with dilated pupils. their entire face is blank like they're studying him, trying to figure him out just by looking. but there is nothing. nothing of the like for a long while, nothing all the way to when they look away.)

(the frustrated sense of failure, of collective tenseness and exasperation is heavy.)

...ah, yeah, i talked to parrot, but he didn't tell me much. something about a war. wiiii—fies. are you gonna tell meeee? =^w^=

(do you know me like that still? do you know my thirst for knowledge? do you know me at all?)

He knew enough about cats to know it was a warning. Maybe anyone else wouldn't have noticed it, given how people in the server were.

She wasn't sure its legs could move right now even if he wanted. The two of them were stuck in the box, but at least she remembered something.

He had to admit it was funny.

"The kingdom's at war against a faction called Cindercrest. A lot of people have been discontent after Parrot fixed Spawn, so I think that's one of the main issues besides Parrot failing to regulate other problems in the server. Saparata and him are currently at each other's throats."

He hummed, enough to create a pause yet not enough time for them to reply.

"My turn." The urge had eaten at its stomach, an ugly sensation settling inside of it. If Wifies said Kenadian didn't unsettle her, she would be lying.

What else was she supposed to do, though? It was everything. She had no blame.

(he trails off.)

(without a thought, without a single thought but a stunned blankness, kenadian stares at wifies-not-wifies, irises consuming the whites of her eyes. it seems like forever, like moments in slow motion, his mind muddled and racing at the same time while everything around him speeds to circling—)

...wifies, i.

(—there is an anchoring weight at her side, her shoulder, digging into her bone and—)

i don't—?

(he's trapped, curled tight. their chest hitches again and they snatch the first thought they can make sense of: they need to get out.)

It took him a second, but its legs finally got themselves to move and she sprinted after the cat, as fast as they could get the clone to move.

Fast enough to catch up to them, if he was fortunate.

"KENADIAN! " She barked, and to its eyes only existed the running figure in front of them. She didn't care what happened, she needed her. She needed the information.

wifies—

(like a drowned man desperate for air. it almost comes out as a choked thing, the frays of his mind trying to hold back and fighting a losing battle for common sense and normalcy.)

wifies. i don't know what you're talking about—

(they blurt out like some muscle they accidentally set off. their eye twitches a bit. it’s not jittery— she’s not jittery. he just needed something to say, he supposes.)

i don't, what factory?

(they swallow. wifies' nails are still latched onto the cloth of their hood, dangerously close to their neck. it makes ken want to run even more.)

"Kenadian?" She spoke up hesitatingly.

~ @smallandsmallandunseen

(oh! she recognizes that voice. ken perks up, turns his head to face wifies with a wide smile.)

hey, w—

(their words get stuck in their throat. he pauses. ken's not sure what he's waiting for, looking for, staring at wifies-not-wifies. no. it distinctly is wifies. same face, same hair, same voice, same same same and also different. but not. she can't quite pinpoint what's wrong until her eyes drift to his ears and—)

...wifies! uh, sorry. i think i haven't seen you in a bit so my eyes are playing tricks on me.

(and that must be it. insanity. some kind of insanity, somehow. her mind is a muddle of confusion, of oddities and unfamiliarity and she's sure she's lost it, isn't certain how or even how to explain it to anyone, put it into words without making herself sound even crazier than she feels. wifies is a different breed, but that's stupid. he can't just do that, and there are no wifies-lookalikes.)

(not anymore—no. no, absolutely not.)

Why did Wifies know him? He'd never once seen them in the server, and yet it felt like she had seen the prison-maker's face a hundred times.

He let out a soft breath he didn't realize he'd kept in while he'd waited for Kenadian to finish greeting her. Wifies smiled at him.

(she's going crazy. ken, kenadian takes a deep breath, sighs. the imitation of a relaxed pose really shows off how good they are at lying. everything matters. they can't stop their eyes from wandering, however.)

oh, good! good, yeah, i'm glad. we—me and wato—'ve been doing okay as well, sort of. as well as you can be in the end dimension. pretty, but not worth it. i think... probably district 13, actually. damn. mafia times.

(he pulls a face, like offering something. maybe faux-familiarity for her to latch on. kenadian isn't quite sure why, but still.)

Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling he had since first seeing them. It almost made her want to get away from him, but she was no coward.

"That is a long time," she hummed.

The second name doesn't sound familar at all, despite it clearly being someone closer to Kenadian.

Wato, kind of a silly name.

oh, wato had an idea that maybe the seed unstable is using had some connection to the zero world. yknow, a pretty popular urban legend with like, tons of end gateways somewhere that lead to different worlds and all that, so we just went exploring.

(she says this matter-of-factly, like wifies is supposed to know. that seems wrong. kenadian isn't supposed to talk like that. isn't supposed to explain things as if the viewer already knew—er, wifies already knew.)

but we, kinda just came back empty handed. how about you? what have you been up to?

("parrot tells me—")

She didn't try to argue, it distracted him from more important thoughts.

"At least you tried?" She attempted to comfort.

Wifies is reminded of the pit in her stomach. She disliked the way the cat made her feel, and she hated the way the two tiptoed across a thin line as they talked. It almost made him want put Kenadian into a box and wait until he either gave every answer or rotted inside. But, really, would that even make her feel better?

He watched the way the cat readjusted themselves, paid more attention to it than she should've, yet took no notes. "Not much at the moment."

ah-ha. it was mostly wato who wanted to explore aaanyway, and we had fun with it, so i have nothing to complain about! ♪

(kenadian gives her another once over, stares at wifies with dilated pupils. their entire face is blank like they're studying him, trying to figure him out just by looking. but there is nothing. nothing of the like for a long while, nothing all the way to when they look away.)

(the frustrated sense of failure, of collective tenseness and exasperation is heavy.)

...ah, yeah, i talked to parrot, but he didn't tell me much. something about a war. wiiii—fies. are you gonna tell meeee? =^w^=

(do you know me like that still? do you know my thirst for knowledge? do you know me at all?)

He knew enough about cats to know it was a warning. Maybe anyone else wouldn't have noticed it, given how people in the server were.

She wasn't sure its legs could move right now even if he wanted. The two of them were stuck in the box, but at least she remembered something.

He had to admit it was funny.

"The kingdom's at war against a faction called Cindercrest. A lot of people have been discontent after Parrot fixed Spawn, so I think that's one of the main issues besides Parrot failing to regulate other problems in the server. Saparata and him are currently at each other's throats."

He hummed, enough to create a pause yet not enough time for them to reply.

"My turn." The urge had eaten at its stomach, an ugly sensation settling inside of it. If Wifies said Kenadian didn't unsettle her, she would be lying.

What else was she supposed to do, though? It was everything. She had no blame.

(he trails off.)

(without a thought, without a single thought but a stunned blankness, kenadian stares at wifies-not-wifies, irises consuming the whites of her eyes. it seems like forever, like moments in slow motion, his mind muddled and racing at the same time while everything around him speeds to circling—)

...wifies, i.

(—there is an anchoring weight at her side, her shoulder, digging into her bone and—)

i don't—?

(he's trapped, curled tight. their chest hitches again and they snatch the first thought they can make sense of: they need to get out.)

"Kenadian?" She spoke up hesitatingly.

~ @smallandsmallandunseen

(oh! she recognizes that voice. ken perks up, turns his head to face wifies with a wide smile.)

hey, w—

(their words get stuck in their throat. he pauses. ken's not sure what he's waiting for, looking for, staring at wifies-not-wifies. no. it distinctly is wifies. same face, same hair, same voice, same same same and also different. but not. she can't quite pinpoint what's wrong until her eyes drift to his ears and—)

...wifies! uh, sorry. i think i haven't seen you in a bit so my eyes are playing tricks on me.

(and that must be it. insanity. some kind of insanity, somehow. her mind is a muddle of confusion, of oddities and unfamiliarity and she's sure she's lost it, isn't certain how or even how to explain it to anyone, put it into words without making herself sound even crazier than she feels. wifies is a different breed, but that's stupid. he can't just do that, and there are no wifies-lookalikes.)

(not anymore—no. no, absolutely not.)

Why did Wifies know him? He'd never once seen them in the server, and yet it felt like she had seen the prison-maker's face a hundred times.

He let out a soft breath he didn't realize he'd kept in while he'd waited for Kenadian to finish greeting her. Wifies smiled at him.

(she's going crazy. ken, kenadian takes a deep breath, sighs. the imitation of a relaxed pose really shows off how good they are at lying. everything matters. they can't stop their eyes from wandering, however.)

oh, good! good, yeah, i'm glad. we—me and wato—'ve been doing okay as well, sort of. as well as you can be in the end dimension. pretty, but not worth it. i think... probably district 13, actually. damn. mafia times.

(he pulls a face, like offering something. maybe faux-familiarity for her to latch on. kenadian isn't quite sure why, but still.)

Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling he had since first seeing them. It almost made her want to get away from him, but she was no coward.

"That is a long time," she hummed.

The second name doesn't sound familar at all, despite it clearly being someone closer to Kenadian.

Wato, kind of a silly name.

oh, wato had an idea that maybe the seed unstable is using had some connection to the zero world. yknow, a pretty popular urban legend with like, tons of end gateways somewhere that lead to different worlds and all that, so we just went exploring.

(she says this matter-of-factly, like wifies is supposed to know. that seems wrong. kenadian isn't supposed to talk like that. isn't supposed to explain things as if the viewer already knew—er, wifies already knew.)

but we, kinda just came back empty handed. how about you? what have you been up to?

("parrot tells me—")

She didn't try to argue, it distracted him from more important thoughts.

"At least you tried?" She attempted to comfort.

Wifies is reminded of the pit in her stomach. She disliked the way the cat made her feel, and she hated the way the two tiptoed across a thin line as they talked. It almost made him want put Kenadian into a box and wait until he either gave every answer or rotted inside. But, really, would that even make her feel better?

He watched the way the cat readjusted themselves, paid more attention to it than she should've, yet took no notes. "Not much at the moment."

ah-ha. it was mostly wato who wanted to explore aaanyway, and we had fun with it, so i have nothing to complain about! ♪

(kenadian gives her another once over, stares at wifies with dilated pupils. their entire face is blank like they're studying him, trying to figure him out just by looking. but there is nothing. nothing of the like for a long while, nothing all the way to when they look away.)

(the frustrated sense of failure, of collective tenseness and exasperation is heavy.)

...ah, yeah, i talked to parrot, but he didn't tell me much. something about a war. wiiii—fies. are you gonna tell meeee? =^w^=

(do you know me like that still? do you know my thirst for knowledge? do you know me at all?)

( @dupliciities )

Horace sighed, "Well, it's no use now. I ran in the elections, too, but it's hard to get people to listen," he attempted a laugh, "You know, like the Warriors back at the Farlands."

horace i wasnt really there for all that but i totally support whatever the hell youre saying! go horace woo hoo its okay im framing the votes you got and pinning them up at spawn

(good god kenadian again with this safe and free thing... IT MAKES SENSE. OKAY. TRUST ME.)

but like. in the farlands civ you spread out everything evenly yknow. people in charge of different factions instead of ruling it yourself. it probably makes sense for you to do better civ wise than whole server but you could so pull it off!!! trust me man

oh yeah we spawned in seven thousand piglins and ruined a youtube mr beast type minecraft video probably but enough about that. i kinda lost wato. so im just

He wanted to trust Parrot, he really did, but at the same time he couldn't help but agree with Kenadian.

"MaybYou what." The man is quickly taken aback.

oh, yeah. i mean, i can just do with fishing? i have a pretty good supply of golden carrots in my echest and inventory i think, and.

(...horribly repetitive. he shrugs.)

thanks! hoooopefully i'm reliable enough for you to trust around your base. just don't put things too close to the edge of counters and stuff. i'm still a cat, after all. (teasing tone.)

(he grins, all teeth, eyelids crinkled at the sides. it's comfortable enough with horace, so she doesn't mind making these types of jokes. or just joking like this in general.)

"Kenadian?" She spoke up hesitatingly.

~ @smallandsmallandunseen

(oh! she recognizes that voice. ken perks up, turns his head to face wifies with a wide smile.)

hey, w—

(their words get stuck in their throat. he pauses. ken's not sure what he's waiting for, looking for, staring at wifies-not-wifies. no. it distinctly is wifies. same face, same hair, same voice, same same same and also different. but not. she can't quite pinpoint what's wrong until her eyes drift to his ears and—)

...wifies! uh, sorry. i think i haven't seen you in a bit so my eyes are playing tricks on me.

(and that must be it. insanity. some kind of insanity, somehow. her mind is a muddle of confusion, of oddities and unfamiliarity and she's sure she's lost it, isn't certain how or even how to explain it to anyone, put it into words without making herself sound even crazier than she feels. wifies is a different breed, but that's stupid. he can't just do that, and there are no wifies-lookalikes.)

(not anymore—no. no, absolutely not.)

Why did Wifies know him? He'd never once seen them in the server, and yet it felt like she had seen the prison-maker's face a hundred times.

He let out a soft breath he didn't realize he'd kept in while he'd waited for Kenadian to finish greeting her. Wifies smiled at him.

(she's going crazy. ken, kenadian takes a deep breath, sighs. the imitation of a relaxed pose really shows off how good they are at lying. everything matters. they can't stop their eyes from wandering, however.)

oh, good! good, yeah, i'm glad. we—me and wato—'ve been doing okay as well, sort of. as well as you can be in the end dimension. pretty, but not worth it. i think... probably district 13, actually. damn. mafia times.

(he pulls a face, like offering something. maybe faux-familiarity for her to latch on. kenadian isn't quite sure why, but still.)

Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling he had since first seeing them. It almost made her want to get away from him, but she was no coward.

"That is a long time," she hummed.

The second name doesn't sound familar at all, despite it clearly being someone closer to Kenadian.

Wato, kind of a silly name.

oh, wato had an idea that maybe the seed unstable is using had some connection to the zero world. yknow, a pretty popular urban legend with like, tons of end gateways somewhere that lead to different worlds and all that, so we just went exploring.

(she says this matter-of-factly, like wifies is supposed to know. that seems wrong. kenadian isn't supposed to talk like that. isn't supposed to explain things as if the viewer already knew—er, wifies already knew.)

but we, kinda just came back empty handed. how about you? what have you been up to?

("parrot tells me—")

( @dupliciities )

Horace sighed, "Well, it's no use now. I ran in the elections, too, but it's hard to get people to listen," he attempted a laugh, "You know, like the Warriors back at the Farlands."

horace i wasnt really there for all that but i totally support whatever the hell youre saying! go horace woo hoo its okay im framing the votes you got and pinning them up at spawn

(good god kenadian again with this safe and free thing... IT MAKES SENSE. OKAY. TRUST ME.)

but like. in the farlands civ you spread out everything evenly yknow. people in charge of different factions instead of ruling it yourself. it probably makes sense for you to do better civ wise than whole server but you could so pull it off!!! trust me man

oh yeah we spawned in seven thousand piglins and ruined a youtube mr beast type minecraft video probably but enough about that. i kinda lost wato. so im just

He wanted to trust Parrot, he really did, but at the same time he couldn't help but agree with Kenadian.

"MaybYou what." The man is quickly taken aback.

oh, yeah. i mean, i can just do with fishing? i have a pretty good supply of golden carrots in my echest and inventory i think, and.

(...horribly repetitive. he shrugs.)

thanks! hoooopefully i'm reliable enough for you to trust around your base. just don't put things too close to the edge of counters and stuff. i'm still a cat, after all. (teasing tone.)

"Kenadian?" She spoke up hesitatingly.

~ @smallandsmallandunseen

(oh! she recognizes that voice. ken perks up, turns his head to face wifies with a wide smile.)

hey, w—

(their words get stuck in their throat. he pauses. ken's not sure what he's waiting for, looking for, staring at wifies-not-wifies. no. it distinctly is wifies. same face, same hair, same voice, same same same and also different. but not. she can't quite pinpoint what's wrong until her eyes drift to his ears and—)

...wifies! uh, sorry. i think i haven't seen you in a bit so my eyes are playing tricks on me.

(and that must be it. insanity. some kind of insanity, somehow. her mind is a muddle of confusion, of oddities and unfamiliarity and she's sure she's lost it, isn't certain how or even how to explain it to anyone, put it into words without making herself sound even crazier than she feels. wifies is a different breed, but that's stupid. he can't just do that, and there are no wifies-lookalikes.)

(not anymore—no. no, absolutely not.)

Why did Wifies know him? He'd never once seen them in the server, and yet it felt like she had seen the prison-maker's face a hundred times.

He let out a soft breath he didn't realize he'd kept in while he'd waited for Kenadian to finish greeting her. Wifies smiled at him.

(she's going crazy. ken, kenadian takes a deep breath, sighs. the imitation of a relaxed pose really shows off how good they are at lying. everything matters. they can't stop their eyes from wandering, however.)

oh, good! good, yeah, i'm glad. we—me and wato—'ve been doing okay as well, sort of. as well as you can be in the end dimension. pretty, but not worth it. i think... probably district 13, actually. damn. mafia times.

(he pulls a face, like offering something. maybe faux-familiarity for her to latch on. kenadian isn't quite sure why, but still.)

( @dupliciities )

Horace sighed, "Well, it's no use now. I ran in the elections, too, but it's hard to get people to listen," he attempted a laugh, "You know, like the Warriors back at the Farlands."

horace i wasnt really there for all that but i totally support whatever the hell youre saying! go horace woo hoo its okay im framing the votes you got and pinning them up at spawn

(good god kenadian again with this safe and free thing... IT MAKES SENSE. OKAY. TRUST ME.)

but like. in the farlands civ you spread out everything evenly yknow. people in charge of different factions instead of ruling it yourself. it probably makes sense for you to do better civ wise than whole server but you could so pull it off!!! trust me man

oh yeah we spawned in seven thousand piglins and ruined a youtube mr beast type minecraft video probably but enough about that. i kinda lost wato. so im just

He wanted to trust Parrot, he really did, but at the same time he couldn't help but agree with Kenadian.

"MaybYou what." The man is quickly taken aback.

oh, yeah. i mean, i can just do with fishing? i have a pretty good supply of golden carrots in my echest and inventory i think, and.

(...horribly repetitive. he shrugs.)

( – @veiledinred )

we are trying to overthrow him because before parrot became our "king," the state of the server was more ideal than how it currently is now. we had enough food to go around, or when farmers actually had things to harvest. when the structures and homes around us had purpose and meaning to them because us old players made them. and then parrot invited tens of thousands of new players, starving players into a server where we barely had enough to go around already. parrot said he was saving people! but if you look around, you can clearly see he's caused nothing but death and famine. he prioritised new over old and when we were left to starve, he told us to wait.

when cindercrest inevitably takes over, only those who join us- join our cause- will be spared.

(would you rather be safe or free? ken grimaces. man. does this kinda count as getting traumadumped on? loredrop! maybe this is why unstable videos take so long...)

i mean he's the type to be overly "self sacrificing". does that make sense? he'll go headfirst into risky scenarios and frame it as saving. i think that guy has a death wish. are you like. gonna kill him?

(AND WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS, ACTUALLY? oh girl.)

(werent there any other places to go—ah. um. he forgot about that whole fiasco. saparata is still talking holy shit how does one do all this.)

oh... so like payback... uh huh. he kinda destroyed the farming section thing back in the farlands civ indirectly back during mafia days and like i dont know. he doesnt look like hes been doing as much as before. and it was still bad before

(FUUUUUCKKKK THIS GUY WON'T STOP TRAUMADUMPING. KEN GET IT TOGETHER. KEN. STRAIGHT FACE. YOU CANT DIE NOW. THIS GUY HAS AN ARMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

ohh my god. OH MY GOD. YEAH. SEE. HE'S STILL TERRIBLE! HE'S WORSE THAN BEFORE. YOU GET IT, DON'T YOU? PARROTX2 HAS NO RHYTHM. HE'S RIDICULOUS AND OBNOXIOUS. HE IS THE MORAL EQUIVALENT OF A LEECH. HE IS A LIVING EMPTINESS, A MEANINGLESS VOID. PARROTX2 IS SOUR AND SENILE. A DISEASE. A FIEND AND A COWARD, HE IS DEGENERATE, NOXIOUS AND DEPRAVED. I FEEL DEBASED JUST FOR KNOWING PARROTX2 EXISTS. I DESPISE EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM, AND I WISH HE WOULD GO AWAY. I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW INCREDIBLY STUPID HE IS. I MEAN ROCK-HARD STUPID. DEHYDRATED-ROCK-HARD STUPID. STUPID SO STUPID THAT IT GOES WAY BEYOND THE STUPID WE KNOW INTO A WHOLE DIFFERENT DIMENSION OF STUPID. HE'S TRANS-STUPID STUPID. META-STUPID. SOME PURE ESSENCE OF A STUPID SO UNCONTAMINATED BY ANYTHING ELSE AS TO BE BEYOND THE LAWS OF PHYSICS THAT WE KNOW. I COULD GO ON.

(??????????????????????????)

(FUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEEEEE HOLY SHIT HOOOOOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT. KEN. KEN GET IT TOGETHER. KEN WHY ARE YOU SHAKING. SOUR AND SENILE?)

oh i think he's kind of stupid too i mean when it comes to—wh. what oh thats really a lot

(TRANS-STUPID STUPID. KENADIAN IM WATCHING YOUR STREAM BRUH WHY YOU TRYING NOT TO LAUGH. THATS DISRESPECTFUL AS FUCK.)

i would

(THIS GUY WILL NOT SHUT THE FUCK UUUUPPPPPP LORD PLEASE. ken hitting the plead gif bro. genuine desperation in her eyes much like a rhinoceros watching itself get its horns cutWhat is this example IT MAKES SENSE TO ME OKAY. shes hitting the speed emote. all of them at the same time. yeah all of them. no more speed emotes left)

i—uh—uh. uhhhhh. hey thats a really lovely idea (PARROTX2 IS OOMF) but i think maybe like ill have to think on that (SAPARATA IS THE ONCELER AND YOU ARE THE TREES.) because i actually agree on what youre saying (PARROTX2 HAS A CHILD WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND KENADIAN.) and. and uh. i dont join things without my bbbbest friend wato! so he just has to be told really. he follows me mostly. two for the price of one aha yknow

ooohhh, reaaally? ♪ do you meaaaan it? :) you should let me meet him. soon. i'll keep my eye on you though! since you're.. interested. ♡

i kind of lost her... but like, once i find him i'll make arrangements and stuff i think if you'll point me in the direction of, uh, what's it—cindercrest?

(see, ken isn't stupid. he knows how things work. they also know that parrot has no reason to distrust them, and even less so if she brings up this conversation with him at all.)

(it depends on whichever one keeps her safest.)

( – @veiledinred )

we are trying to overthrow him because before parrot became our "king," the state of the server was more ideal than how it currently is now. we had enough food to go around, or when farmers actually had things to harvest. when the structures and homes around us had purpose and meaning to them because us old players made them. and then parrot invited tens of thousands of new players, starving players into a server where we barely had enough to go around already. parrot said he was saving people! but if you look around, you can clearly see he's caused nothing but death and famine. he prioritised new over old and when we were left to starve, he told us to wait.

when cindercrest inevitably takes over, only those who join us- join our cause- will be spared.

(would you rather be safe or free? ken grimaces. man. does this kinda count as getting traumadumped on? loredrop! maybe this is why unstable videos take so long...)

i mean he's the type to be overly "self sacrificing". does that make sense? he'll go headfirst into risky scenarios and frame it as saving. i think that guy has a death wish. are you like. gonna kill him?

(AND WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS, ACTUALLY? oh girl.)

(werent there any other places to go—ah. um. he forgot about that whole fiasco. saparata is still talking holy shit how does one do all this.)

oh... so like payback... uh huh. he kinda destroyed the farming section thing back in the farlands civ indirectly back during mafia days and like i dont know. he doesnt look like hes been doing as much as before. and it was still bad before

(FUUUUUCKKKK THIS GUY WON'T STOP TRAUMADUMPING. KEN GET IT TOGETHER. KEN. STRAIGHT FACE. YOU CANT DIE NOW. THIS GUY HAS AN ARMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

ohh my god. OH MY GOD. YEAH. SEE. HE'S STILL TERRIBLE! HE'S WORSE THAN BEFORE. YOU GET IT, DON'T YOU? PARROTX2 HAS NO RHYTHM. HE'S RIDICULOUS AND OBNOXIOUS. HE IS THE MORAL EQUIVALENT OF A LEECH. HE IS A LIVING EMPTINESS, A MEANINGLESS VOID. PARROTX2 IS SOUR AND SENILE. A DISEASE. A FIEND AND A COWARD, HE IS DEGENERATE, NOXIOUS AND DEPRAVED. I FEEL DEBASED JUST FOR KNOWING PARROTX2 EXISTS. I DESPISE EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM, AND I WISH HE WOULD GO AWAY. I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW INCREDIBLY STUPID HE IS. I MEAN ROCK-HARD STUPID. DEHYDRATED-ROCK-HARD STUPID. STUPID SO STUPID THAT IT GOES WAY BEYOND THE STUPID WE KNOW INTO A WHOLE DIFFERENT DIMENSION OF STUPID. HE'S TRANS-STUPID STUPID. META-STUPID. SOME PURE ESSENCE OF A STUPID SO UNCONTAMINATED BY ANYTHING ELSE AS TO BE BEYOND THE LAWS OF PHYSICS THAT WE KNOW. I COULD GO ON.

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(FUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEEEEE HOLY SHIT HOOOOOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT. KEN. KEN GET IT TOGETHER. KEN WHY ARE YOU SHAKING. SOUR AND SENILE?)

oh i think he's kind of stupid too i mean when it comes to—wh. what oh thats really a lot

(TRANS-STUPID STUPID. KENADIAN IM WATCHING YOUR STREAM BRUH WHY YOU TRYING NOT TO LAUGH. THATS DISRESPECTFUL AS FUCK.)

i would

(THIS GUY WILL NOT SHUT THE FUCK UUUUPPPPPP LORD PLEASE. ken hitting the plead gif bro. genuine desperation in her eyes much like a rhinoceros watching itself get its horns cutWhat is this example IT MAKES SENSE TO ME OKAY. shes hitting the speed emote. all of them at the same time. yeah all of them. no more speed emotes left)

i—uh—uh. uhhhhh. hey thats a really lovely idea (PARROTX2 IS OOMF) but i think maybe like ill have to think on that (SAPARATA IS THE ONCELER AND YOU ARE THE TREES.) because i actually agree on what youre saying (PARROTX2 HAS A CHILD WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND KENADIAN.) and. and uh. i dont join things without my bbbbest friend wato! so he just has to be told really. he follows me mostly. two for the price of one aha yknow