art credit:@ ArtLinXin on twitter
TW:swearing, talk about violence?
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"technoblade"
"dream"
me and dream were meeting to talk about manberg.
governments am i right.
"so, i heard you don't like governments?" he asked jokingly while throwing his netherite sword around. "wonder where you heard that" i asked matching his sarcastic tone.
he rolled his eyes before continuing. "i was thinking; how about we destroy it? no more government, no more manberg" he said - i could see the smile through his stupid mask. "and how do you propose we do that exactly?" i asked keeping my same monotone voice. "well, i haven't thought it through fully; this meeting was only to get your opinion and possible help-" he trailed off.
"well you have both of those as long as you follow these rules" i handed him a signed book of what i was and wasn't willing to do. he nodded before running off leaving me to return home.
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"tommy i swear to the blood god, if you've done any stupid shit i'm gonna kill y-" "i've done nothing technoblade, tell him phil" the blonde turned to philza who was sitting watching us bicker. the man rolled his eyes, but agreed with tommy shortly after.
i sighed in defeat before bidding the others goodnight and heading upstairs to brainstorm ideas to destroy manberg-who needs sleep anyway?
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the withering
Fanfiction*cover credits:@ jester_u on twitter* while blowing up l'manburg for the last time, something goes wrong, leaving the almighty technoblade powerless. - lowercase intended- +++not a ship post+++ trigger warnings -gore -panic attacks -violence (war, w...
