I Believe In Bollas....

I believe in bollas....

fit, who lived on 2b2t for years long enough he lost count.

fit, who was known for his work documenting 2b2t's history.

fit, who is covered in scars and knows how to cause chaos that doesn't compare to the other kind of chaos on this island.

fit, who made a house, a home, out of a lava cast.

fit, who has an uncanny smile and a dangerous look to his eyes whenever he's up to no good.

fit mc, 2b2t. the same fit that phil can trust when he says "that's real, phil. you're not dreaming."

fit, who is real.

I'm rooting for our babes reds, but like..... This is so like, actual pain.

This purgatory reminds some people of their past so hard rn.

Like not being able to die is a past/dreams to Philza.

And not trusting/forgetting all friendships/killing for their own benefit is Fits literal past.

I might've forget someone, cuz I'm focused on my guys, but for anything's sake, we're not getting to heaven with this one🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Honnêtement, j'ai étudié français pendant 8 ans et QSMP m'inspire à pratiquer plus en Tumblr, Peut-être faire quelques poste en français. Mais il y a un problem. C'est que mon français est terrible. Mon anglais est meilleur que mon français. Je peux essayer poster certain postes de mes caractères préfèrés (Philza et Fit), mais ce va être très difficile.

Je n'ai aucune idée que ce que passe maintenant, honnêtement. Je suis avec Équipe rouge (le pov de Philza), et ils meurent.

Didn't go to education due to some health issues, so here's qsmp art dump.

First time drawing him from head to toe. Some action practice also. I love him with all my heart.

I tried to play with perspective, but it outplayed me. Anyway first time drawing Cucurucho, Jaiden and Cellbit (he looks the worst honestly...)

Philza dump. He's my main and I'm with him till the end. I consider myself a dead crow, cuz I'm never in chat and can't usually catch his streams. Also Fitza/Wallflower duo, my beloved.

I recently found out about "String master" From "Rudolf Affaire Mayerling" And it is so Cucurucho coded. Like, I'm not even joking.

"Let them plot, let them plan

Let them think they’re in control

When I bid them to be with me

They are with me heart and soul

Let them fret in the end

They will get what they deserve

To serve

The master of the strings"

I think you get my message.

Thinking again about the parallels between qFit's past and present. Because currently, on the island, it's very clear that he isn't exactly like everyone else; he's too untrusting and untrustworthy, he's less than a good man, he's hiding things and may hurt anyone if it seems necessary. He never stopped being the person he was in the wasteland.

And yet, back in the wasteland, he had the opposite effect. He wasn't like other people; in the sense that, despite being a griefer and a murderer, he was a better person than everyone else. He wouldn't destroy unless he needed to. He wouldn't kill without a good reason. Compared to the other citizens he was a fucking saint. He would preserve history and tell people's tales and show marginal care for others; and was mocked for it.

There was one particular happening that makes me so soft for him as a character and shows his complexities so much. During a base hunting stream, a good while ago, he found a home. A small colonial home with a little manicured lawn and a guest bedroom and a postbox. Beside the postbox there was a note inviting people to leave a letter to the owner, and to stay in the spare bedroom if needed. Where most people would have destroyed the home, Fit explored it. Where most people would have ravaged the chests of all of their valuable items, the only thing Fit stole was enough resources to make a book, in which he wrote a thank you note and left it to the homeowner.

The thing is, he knew the home would eventually be destroyed. He must have. Once one person finds a base, everyone else finds it, he knew that full well. He could have taken the credit; blown it sky-high. But he didn't. He had a choice, and chose to honour a person's home while it still existed.

One of the most compelling aspects of qFit's characterisation is you can easily claim he's past the point of redemption because of all of the terrible shit in his past, that he'll never stop being the person he was in the wasteland and so on and so forth. And you'd be both wrong and right.

He is fucked up, he is hauling a mountain of past sins around with him, he does have a whole lot more to stand trial for than most other islanders. But he'll never stop being the person he was in the wasteland; the patient, careful, astonishingly empathetic person he's always been. It was a lot more noticeable back then. It still stands now.

Maybe he really was made for a greater purpose. Maybe the island gave that to him. Maybe he was always meant to be a father, and a friend.