People really will be like... "Billy tried to kill Lucas!" when he said "You're dead, Sinclair" after Lucas kicked him in the balls for shoving him... and they really believe that this 17 year old was going to throw his entire life away by murdering a child in front of all these witnesses...
...but I can say Jason literally led a lynch mob and actually shot at / actually tried to kill Lucas because he thought he was justified in doing so and people really honestly and truly do not see how his behavior is rooted in a very white Christian racist ideology because he was "sad about his girlfriend" ???
So when we say Billy's dad hurts him whenever he can't control Max which is clearly evidenced in the same episode when his dad attacks him for not knowing where Max is, Billy is still an irredeemable asshole who fights children for no reason but Jason is sad about his girlfriend so that's okay.
If you are out here saying that Billy is worse than Jason, you're a fool. I literally do not understand you. Billy didn't even talk to or do anything to Lucas after that, and Lucas knew that despite everything Max was upset her brother died like that. If Lucas isn't dancing on his grave, why are you?
Like, sure, Billy would have still needed to make amends with him and change his attitudes and behaviors. He never got that opportunity, but I can absolutely guarantee that after all they went through he would do so. People learn prejudices and unlearn prejudices all the time.
Meanwhile, you don't think Jason posed a more immediate threat to Lucas? You don't think he didn't try to actually hunt down and kill Lucas? You don't think that evokes racist lynch mobs by the Christian far right, because that's what his little town hall speech sounded like to me? Oh my god...
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HA HA! The rise cyoa clue game that I've been mentioning in tags for forever is finally here!!
Plotting everything out took a bit but I think I got most of the possibilities written out although I wouldn't put it past you guys to do something wild lol
So part of the way this works is that there'll be more options the more you've spoken to people but some people will only have a few options naturally! I tried to keep it in character and some of them just wouldn't lie/are very very bad at it, so ya get what ya get, hope you guys have fun!! (And feel free to send asks with theories and/or praise I accept both <3)
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I am actually so incredibly ill about the implications of Sunny attaching themself to this idea that Lenays corpse is a mermaid... is2g they have fully convinced themself their mothers floating dead body is alive and speaks to them...
And Tubbo has no idea where to begin with that because he was the one who told them she was a mermaid to begin with. Because again how do you tell a child that their mothers corpse floats in the river you live by. That shes not a mermaid and never has been what Sunny thinks/refers to their mother is actually her corpse and I :((
Sunny 'talks' with Lenay the same way a child 'talks' with their stuffed animal,,, Sunny is so so young and it BREAKS MY HEARTTT
One day, if the body disappears Sunny will be hysterical asking where her ma is because shes ALWAYS in the river, she is ALWAYS in that spot by the dock. imagine she goes to her pa and just "PA! MAS GONE. WHAT IF THE EVIL MAN TOOK HER? WE NEED TO SAVE HER!" What's Tubbo gonna do then? Try to explain the truth to her? Go along on an adventure with no end because the evil man isn't real??
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idk if its ethical but its not from critblr if thats what you mean. i went to college in the area and when i told my sorority sisters i was into mcyters/yters circa 2021-2 my gbig said "oh that reminds me some kid who creeped on us and some alumni at an informal works for mr. beast now" and they showed me a picture of Karl. my heart fell outta my ass that day fawk
ok welp I guess that's good enough for me, here you go guys:
This is very interesting tbh and honestly we knew they were all hypocrites but this is a new low especially for how high of himself karl talks when comparing himself to snf
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DPxDC Prompt:
[this is a long one please forgive me]
Bruce lied to the others about his trip through time. Not all of it! Just…one specific thing.
During the early parts of his timeline hijinks, before Tim realized Bruce was still alive, he had a bit of a respite in between his endless time jumps. (Maybe a certain ghost was helping him out.) With a fuzzy memory at best and a strange itch to investigate the unknown, Bruce had been taken in by an old couple who had no kids but wanted to pass on the family name. And who better than a thirty-something amnesiac stranger who could actually be related by blood?
Bruce, with nowhere to go, accepted his new name, grew out his hair, and quickly got accepted into college for engineering. There, he met two of his closest friends; a redheaded woman who could kick his ass and a wet chicken of a man who could also kick his ass. They both made him nostalgic for something he didn’t remember, and that made him sad sometimes, but the two were always there to cheer him up.
Years passed, and Bruce’s life moved on. He settled well into his new name, mourned his parents when the eventually passed, celebrated his wedding with the redhead, and grieved when the last of their trio fell out of touch. He had a daughter, and then a son! They were both so smart, even if they didn’t share the same passion he had for exploring the science behind the afterlife. (Something about the dead just itched his brain in an infuriating way, and Bruce wasn’t one to let sleeping dogs lie. He just had to find out why he was so obsessed with this stuff!)
Eventually, his and his wife’s research yielded results, and that’s when bits of Bruce’s former life started coming back to him. After the portal opened, he spent his days with his head in a fog, oblivious to the world around him as he struggled to continue his work.
Why did he remember a boy named Dick? Who would name their child that? And Jason…who was Jason? That name always made him sad. There were more names, more faces, but none of them were his. He could never remember what his name was supposed to be. All he had was the one his adoptive parents gave him.
His wife was worried. His daughter was struggling. And his son…his son sometimes hurt to look at. Bruce didn’t know why. He knew he was being a terrible father, but something in him wanted to cry whenever he gazed at those clear blue eyes, just like his own. His son was too smart for his own good, and realized his dad had started avoiding him.
The day his son purposely left the room so Bruce could relax was one that hurt him even now.
Time kept passing, and Bruce was becoming anxious. His brain fog was as bad as its ever been. He had constant headaches, and his hands kept twitching for nonexistent tools on his belt. Something was going to happen. Something had happened. A voice in his head told him it was all his fault.
So in an attempt to clear his head and spend more time with his family, Bruce insisted they all go to dinner at the local diner. His son invited his friends. Even better! More people meant more distractions from his messed-up thoughts. He wouldn’t spiral with the kids around.
And then something exploded.
The last thing Bruce remembered was his son’s (green??) eyes widening in fear and horror as something yanked him violently backwards. He fell farther than expected, through a portal and a green sky full of black stars. A hand tightened on the back of his jumpsuit, hauling his giant body through another portal with a roar of a motorcycle.
And then…and then…and then what?
All of a sudden, Bruce was sprawled in some mud in the middle of a forest, dizzy and coughing from the explosion’s fumes. He’s singed all over, and his ears still rang from the force of the…what happened again?
Bruce sits up, and all of a sudden, he’s in the era of the pilgrims. His memory has been wiped clean, his new name and family forgotten thanks to the hands of time. His adventures through the time stream continue, with him assuming many different identities throughout many different decades.
The memories of being Jack Fenton don’t return to him until he’s back in 2004, once again in his own time and living as Bruce Wayne. A glowing green sticky note informs him that “The Nasty Burger Incident” had just occurred. His “other self” just had his ass dragged to another era, so the time loop would continue.
It also informed him that he had an orphaned son crying for him at Bruce’s own grave.
Well, his forgotten son (that sounded bad, even to him) was supposed to be about fourteen now, right? Bruce hopes he doesn’t have to fight anyone for custody.
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