Hop Hop Yippie

hop hop yippie

I fucking ifnished but i gtg lets goooooo

I have 2 hours and 8 minutes before I have to go to a club and I have an idea for a fic I'm locking in. this song injected me with parasites that yearn for unrequited love

emf nation are you out there

Born as a NOOB, Destined to be a GOD

and this is def not a parkour civilization reference

can't stop thinking "in parkour civilization, even ______ is parkour" constantly about everything

ParkCiv lore is insane cause, as I’ve gathered, the world was once normal until two friends decided to start using parkour as payment, and it somehow escalated into the existence of an entire civilization entirely reliant on parkour, with only few remnants of the world before (like trees and animals and stuff)

And then you have the fake memory that everyone’s been ingrained with, which I assume was something started by the Evil Champion’s regime after he dethroned the Old Man. In this fake memory, the two people who started ParkCiv are Seawatt and whoever the recipient are, but in actuality Seawatt was never there and the recipient has never met him

Not to mention Seawatt’s own backstory is that he’s from the Old Man’s regime and watched as his entire home was cast away into a distant abyss, so he bided his time until the Old Man was overthrown and he could set himself up as a prominent player in the rigged hierarchy

And then Evbo meets Seawatt, and he’s thinking “It’s you! My old friend, from days long forgotten. I’ve found you!” and Seawatt just sees a random noob player who somehow cheated his way to the Master Class and he thinks “I’ve never met you. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. Your memories are a lie, and I’m unimportant in your story as you are mine”

AND HE’S WRONG!!!!!! And that’s INSANE!!! for a MINECRAFT ROLEPLAY