mizpah | dream smp [discontinued]

𝓈𝓊𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈, 𝒷𝒾𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓈. 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝓊𝓏𝓏𝒾𝓃' 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓈, 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀.

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mellona augustine

today was the day of the festival and i had checked in with tubbo and niki. tubbo was getting things ready for the festival and putting chests down for gifts and niki had recently moved into tommy's holiday home and was taking care of henry. 

she visited pogtopia frequently and i would help her out with talking about jschlatt and all of the horrible things that he had been doing to l'manburg. she would also relay letters that fundy and i sent to each other, and i couldn't be more proud of him for going against jschlatt. he was writing a spy's diary, and he had hoped to come to pogtopia when the time was right. 

i as well had a moment of deja vu, where i saw a man in purple and green that i haven't seen before. i wrote it down in my book and i had kept a watchful eye of seeing it later on.

it was still early morning and the festival would be beginning later into the night, so we all had time to kill. wilbur plans to blow up manburg, or at least central manburg where the podium is. technoblade told me he had other plans, as he didn't even want a government around these parts. i didn't know what he wanted to do, as he told me i wasn't able to help him with this. 

speaking of technoblade, i had been training a lot with him over the past few weeks. i have yet to be able to pin him down, but i'm good enough to defeat much of the people here. wilbur had tried to spar with me the other day, and i had won, perhaps, too easily. 

wilbur as well seemed to be losing his sanity as time went on, and he looked as if he was itching to finish what had to be done. i don't blame him really, but i was so incredibly scared of losing him. i talked his ear off each night and he always assured me with sweet nothings, but i was terribly scared. it always felt as if i was losing him with my largest efforts. 

other than that, i had received an invitation to the festival and i decided i would be going with technoblade. although i could handle myself, i knew it would be best if i had techno around me in case anything were to happen. as of right now, he and i were strolling around the outskirts of manburg. 

"tommy is trying pretty hard to stop wilbur from blowing up manburg. it's kind of like he's trying to be some kind of hero." techno comments and i hum along. 

"like theseus." i say simply, relating the two stories together. 

"theseus? how so?" techno asks and i smile. i really do love greek mythology.