Chirp, but you found it in an old jukebox
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- Опубликовано: 19 сен 2024
- I know a lot of you guys were waiting for Chirp! There it is! It's my favourite minecraft disc and I know a lot you also really like this one! Hope you'll enjoy!!
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"This is a song about female astronaut named Klara"
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Me, already having a plot forming in my head: “I’m ready to fulfill.”
Hahah ♡♡♡
give us the plot pls
“You are filled with determination”
"music is like a person, but they're not here."
tubbo's favorite music disc is chirp
@@shiba204 its not cringe or ruined the whole generation its just a roleplay nothing is gonna be the same as the dream smp, only if they have small parts dosent mean it is part of it
@@shiba204 I both low-key agree and disagree lol. The Dream SMP is a really cool thing, and the roleplays are quite nice. But yeah, everything is now related to Dream SMP and I feel as if the fandom is kinda ruining a lot of other songs cos of it. I can never peacefully listen to any nostalgic shit because everyone is always in the way with their smiley faces and Ranboo lore
@@shiba204 yo- it hasn’t ruined the generation. I played minecraft wayyyy before dream smp yet I still like dream smp- just let people make there references. You can’t force people to not watch dream smp. It’s just a minecraft Roleplay series with many good actors / actresses in that are popular twitch streamers and RUclipsrs. They have a large audience so how do you not except that references to it will not be made.
Edit: sorry for sounding rude, I just get mad at stuff like this sometimes.
Kýß
W tubbo.😊
The song that plays when you come back to that minecraft world you abandoned and start remembering when you were happy
is it weird that i almost started crying as the song actually started?
This is literally what I feel when watching this
I went on of my old minecraft worlds and made it look abandoned because me and my cousin never played it again
Back when the dreamsmp first started, like the first two streams I think, my friend and I made a world. It was amazing and we did so much crazy stuff. More people joined and we did roleplaying and I created the story around everything. We slowly stopped playing on it and I saw it in my realms and tried going on but it said it was expired and the creator was paying for the world anymore. I cried thinking I will never see those happy moments ever again, and they were already starting to fade from memory. :]
Chirp was Stampy's favourite
Its been 30 years... 30 years since the accident... This scratched old record is the only thing remaining from it. I didn't mean to shove it in their head, I swear, but I don't think anyone really ever believed me. Nobody ever has, not again, no, never. Listening to this makes me feel happy as if *ĪT* never happened.
You are so fast omg :0
@@via_automata bahaha i just found that you uploaded. I just know I have to make another story hah!
mom im famous
Nah this is just bad
@@river.m2010 Then dont say anything😊
Does anyone else just remember Stampy's Lovely World everytime they hear Chrip? Hearing it like this was really menacing for me.
yessssss
I remember that! Did you know that it’s still going to this day? They are on episode 734 :)
@@RealmOfJaspers No way- really?! That’s so cool!!
I sigh dramatically as nostalgia started to glimmer within me.
"Stampy," I murmur, eyes aimed at the ground as my laptop screen glows dimly with the pixels of a game I hadn't touched in years.
*The elevator music would start playing while you stand there waiting not knowing what was going to happen next after a minute you realize the elevator should have reached the floor you were going to by now. All of a sudden the elevator stops you sit down hoping someone would notice. Nobody realizes the elevator has stopped It doesnt even seem as if other people are there or alive. You start to wonder whats going on as you never have gotten up to look threw the window of the elevator. The music changes as you start to get up you didnt even realise it until now Its gone dark and creepy . . . You finally look outside to see a barren waste land . . . nothing beyond the hotel but it seems there is not even a hotel just a elevator They werent kidding when they said this elevator could survive anything. Then you realize There might be people still there you just cant see since this is only facing 1 way. You start to bang on the doors and nothing happends so you sit down and cry while the music torments you for the rest of your days You eventually fall asleep and forget when you wake up Your still there still stuck you bang on the doors again then sit back down to sleep wake up Bang sleep until you die but your not dead when you finally feel like your dying you wake up you are out of the trans Out of the will of another You have freedom at last*
Oh myyy this is dark but I love it ♡( ◡‿◡ )
Wow
I'm speechless-
@@gracelynnbutnot..7546 Thanks!
16 years later, you see the destruction of L’manburg, it’s all gone. You walk off too the river but see a hole with an opening in it, you decided too go in, all of the sudden you see the destruction from a different angle. You find a jukebox in the left side of the box, you open it up and you see an old record of a disc named •Chirp•, you start playing it and you get an image of L’manburg before it’s destruction, and a man named Jschlatt stares at you, coldly in the eyes.
Old disc...
Old jukebox...
Back in 2014, we would all know this was Stampy's favorite disc.
People now pay attention to Cat and Mellohi for the Dream SMP..
But we all know chirp was the MVP once.
Edit: Oh, and then there's pigstep.
this was exactly my thoughts :D
@@Ryan-iy6gu Yesss, we all know the OG Lovely World don't we-
Most of the disks were amazing. I always loved Mellohi, and I never even watched the dream smp.
“You’ve come back to an old ruined city but no one is around you are all alone you hear music coming from a nearby house you struggle to get inside but you got in eventually and notice the old juke box playing this song you sit down and take a breather and remember the good times before everything happened you sigh and lay down on the rough wooden floor and sleep” ((edit: this is my first attempt making this sorry if it’s bad))
It's really good! ♡
@@via_automata thank you never expected a reply but I’m glad you like it
This gives me the feeling of somehow walking on thin air, looking around the DreamSMP, seeing everything happen before my eyes even though it was centuries ago that they actually happened...
What great memories
*:)*
♡( ◡‿◡ )
*walking on thin air*
*drista's barrier staircase*
@@gltche4840 PAHAHAH-
@@shiba204 bruh
let people enjoy what they want to lmao, stop being like toxic or sum
@@gltche4840 *Tommy approves!*
This is some kind of horror movie music that’d be playing in that old shack with a killer clown stalking behind you
This is a like a memory thing for dreamsmp viewers, but let's not forget mumbo jumbo's weird minning montages
Finally, another Hermitcraft and dream SMP fan!
Being a fan of both the dream smp and hermitcraft is truly an experience in of itself 😌✋
@@doxrat3534 I agree, on one hand you have a community of chill, generous older guys, and one the other you have a bunch of teens on crack 😂
@@ry6184 best description of the dsmp ever
@@allquestionsnoanswers2726 lol ty!
I kinda wanna put each of these songs onto a disk that looks like the in game one
POV :
You row your boat on the sea, and one day, you just happened to find a small island. The island is pretty far from your hometown. You decided to take a closer look on it. There are lots of holes near the beach. People said that there used to be 2 not-so large explosions on the island. They also said that there was once a pretty small nation called "Logstedshire". There are ruins everywhere, and one time, you found a ruined tent, and there's a music disc inside. The music disc, "Chirp" is its title, looks pretty scratched, but you thought it's still playable. You noticed that there's also a jukebox inside that ruined tent. You decided to put the disc in. Somehow, you're having flashback to a memory you don't even know. It's about a young boy, who got betrayed by his own best friend. Because of his action, he got exiled from the hometown he used to live. He became alone, hopeless, and he wanted a revenge. One day, his other "friend" exploded his exiled base, because he don't want to forget about his best friend. The young boy had nothing with him left. Being hopeless, he was about to fall off of a pretty tall pillar he built recently. Somehow, he survived, and he got his hope back. He left the exile base, and never to be seen again....
Ooh this is really good ♡( ◡‿◡ )
Am back-
"I like this, one big happy family. Cuddled up in one giant home, laughing, smiling, enjoying..."
" *This isn't real.* "
"B-But... I like this... this is home..."
"No... you're in a dream... wake up..."
"NO! I'm not letting go of this... this..."
"Uh...hello?"
"Umm... I don't feel so good... but I'm suddenly getting glad... the egg... he set me free..."
*:)*
Ah yes angst. /pos
@@via_automata : )
Angst :)
But really good! :0
@@shiba204 did we ask tho
@@shiba204 Well you know what, in idk 10 years everything will be memories, people will look at mellohi and say "i remember when tommy was obsessed with this disk" and everyone will say how the new popular youtubers ruined the history
everything changes boomer, throwing hate on it will not change and bring the old youtubers back, just accept it
I couldn’t help myself. As soon as the disc started playing, I cried. Gripping the old faded trench coat I had rescued from the rain not a minute ago, I cried. Everything seemed to be falling apart and the seems, like the frayed coat in my hands. Despite him being locked up, it still felt like the world was under his grasp, and every second that slipped by rendered us more and more under his control instead of our own. Why couldn’t things go back to the way they were, before all this? Back in the days where exile and obsidian walls were the biggest problems, when friendships were forged over shenanigans and adventures, rather than broken by blood and loss. Would we ever go back to those days of peace, or is the current reality of consistent fear and darkness the only world we will ever know?
A little POV of us viewers
Omg this is really good! ♡♡
@@via_automata thank you so much, your edits are awesome and are really inspiring for me and most assuredly many others. I look forward to your future content!
it was happening again.
After years, the Egg came back.
Niki's body lay on the cold ground, covered in red vines.
She was still breathing, but breathing doesn't mean alive.
Her eyes flew open as she gasped for breath.
She sat up, then stood up and faced him.
With a raspy voice, she spoke it's first words.
"ʖ𝙹∴ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᒷ⊣⊣!¡ᒷ∷𝙹∷"
Hello fellow Egg storyteller!
@@smoresucks2134 just read yours. it's really good!
@@allquestionsnoanswers2726 thanks!
Oooooh this is really good ♡♡
@@shiba204 keep it to yourself, they saved my life.
"This was Tubbo's favorite disc"
"Who's that?"
"Ah.. An old friend of mine but.. He's gone now"
"Where is he?"
"Hm... Anyway, go to sleep now...
Clementine..."
Ayo this pov mah fav tbh
-POV: You found the disk in an old jukebox, where the ruins of where your city- one that once thrived in its glory, had been abandoned.-
So, this is what’s left. What’s left from the wreckage. What’s left of....
Nevermind.
It doesn’t matter.
I think.
For now, I’m just going to wait and be happy. Be- here. I’m going to sit on this bench and listen. Everything will be fine.
I can rebuild! I can find my friends, I can find my old disks, I can- I can-
That’s it. I can’t- rekindle my friendships. They won’t forgive me... even if I’m sorry. It’s just not...
It’s quiet.
It’s- really, really quiet.
My throat swells, my head feels light, my vision sways. The floor dances underneath me.
How did I survive? Did my friends? Now that I think of it- it’s possible they didn’t... no. They’re strong. I’m sure they’re fine.
Looking back... I could have stopped this.
...
Right?
You step into the old house, the floorboards creek as you peer inside dusty chests. Inside one of them is a disc, this kind of record hasn’t been popular in ages but you’re curious to hear it. You blow off the layers of dust off the jukebox before placing the disc labeled “Chirp” inside. You sit down into the decaying rocking chair near the window on which sat a clay flowerpot, the tulip long since dead.
“It really has been a long time since the incident”
This is one of my favourite discs but this also can show how Tommy’s exile was like!
Everything just felt different, I kinda can imagine Bad finding this old disc and giving it to Tommy instead of the normal Chirp!
Great work :D
Thank you so much! ♡
@@via_automata :D np!
“It’s ok Tommy, just put your stuff in the hole” he said, everyday.
And everyday, Tommy did.
“Tommy they don’t care.” He would say one day.
“Tommy, they aren’t your friends.” He would say the next.
“Tommy, *they don’t love you.”* or the day after that.
Everyday.
“It’s ok, Tommy, just smile.”
Smile
:)
:')
Bro this is so good, the exile days were really manipulative and dark, and I don’t think Tommy was the only one who walked away from that with ptsd...
I swear that's so sad
@@ry6184 true
@@shiba204 no. I’ve played Minecraft for over 5 years, this is just what came to mind when I heard the disc. If you don’t like it that’s fine, but you don’t need to share your opinion if it’s negative.
Have another story my head made up on the spot :D
It was empty, this place. Once full with great memories, and not so great memories. Of great friends, and very important events. Explosions. It used to be populated, with people flocking in the nation with their uniforms and cool looking hats.
One day, a lone traveler discovers this place. He stumbles upon the ruins of this place, the smell of burnt wood still fills the air, and a battered flag laying on the ground, It was ripped. It had the colours, yellow, blue...red..
He finds a jukebox. He notices a red music disc beside it. It may be a bit broken but he decided to play it.
Music filled the air once again after decades. It may be a bit slower and it showed signs of it being broken, but the he thought that the music was perfect for a place like this. With no shelter, he decided to stay for the night...as the song plays on loop, breaking down more and more.
:)
Oooh it's I love this ♡( ◡‿◡ )
I love all of these, they're oddly relaxing and the editing is perfect
Thank you so much! I'm really glad you like it! ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡
Coming back here gave you a nostalgic feeling. It's been a few years now and you've finally healed enough to come back here. Chirp....the disc brings back old memories, though not good ones, memories nonetheless.
The grass crunch under you as you walk closer to the rotting bench. The sun setting, light shining on you as you sit down. The bench creaks under you as you lean back to relax.
A grave with a potted allium sits beside you as you feel yourself falling asleep.
Tommyinnit
20xx - 20xx
A young soldier and friend, who left us too early
Omyy :')
A POTTED ALLIUM IM IN TEARS /pos
*pain*
PASSERINE VIBES
Y’all are making me cry with these stories I swear
Super excited for this, can't wait for strad
yuhh!!
Namity!!! We gotta meet again at strad yeah? We gotta bombard the live chat again :)
@@flozza745 YA LETS MEET AGAIN!
"Once the sun dies, then may the souls of this world will be free" A voice ringed through my head. It's both calming and scary, and I haven't told anyone. The voice has been helping me overcome my bullies, and has been keeping me company, but keeps saying things that are strange. I've told Mother a few of them, asked her what they are. She says it's called Wisdom. When she said that, the voice made my mood better. I've felt like I was being watched, but not in the creepy way, like in a protecting way. Ever since that voice appeared I've been having a better life. I'm more confident, I know who I am, and I feel happier than ever. "Soon, my young friend, you'll hear me more then ever. I will be your friend, even if I'm not real to others, but I am." The voice says. I smile. "Ok then" I say out loud. A few people look at me strangely, and I don't care. Suddenly a girl attacks a man, screaming a yowling like a wild animal. Foam is coming from her mouth, and her eyes are blood-shot. I freeze, and watch as people try to stop the girl from killing the man.
"You worthless humans! I will stop you all! You're hurting me by destroying my home, this land! What have you done to it?! What have you done to Esquizear?!" The girl screams at them. She does not sound like a girl, but a woman.
"The leader" The voice says. I remember it! I kept having dreams of people who were fighting and being friends. They were written in books! Their names were The Leader and The Warrior! I scream as the girl lunges at me.
"Warrior! Come out and fight me! You're ruining our home, you monster!" She yells at me. I scream and kick at her, and it seems as if time stopped. Literally, the world around me is gray. My body suddenly kicks the girl in the face, freeing me. I yelp and run off, but I got blocked by some kind of barrier.
"Don't run, you coward. Come out and fight me!" The girl yells to me. I slowly turn around, fear in my eyes.
"Oh I see, you didn't take the girls mind and body, you just shoved yourself in it!" She says to me.
"That is true! But I never kill anyone unless I wish to! What has happened to you?! You've killed poor little girls, including that one! Why must you fight?!" I yell out, my voice a completely new one. I feel as if my body is not mine.
"There you are, reddy" The girl smiles at me. My body scowls.
"I wish not to fight, we don't belong in this world. I wish to leave, and you've already killed too many here. This is not Esquizear!" I yell at her. The girl screams at runs at me. I stand my ground and fight her, she scratching, me blocking. After a good long 10 minutes, I jump out. I pant. "This body is not ready for fighting, why must we use them?" I whisper. "The bodies are free for using, their minds pure and unscaved. Why else would we use them? They're perfect for us!" The girl says to me. I scream at her with pure rage, both mine and the one who is controlling my body. Suddenly 10 swords that are black as obsidian form around me. I regain control of my body an grab two swords. It feels as if I'm a grown up, I fell taller and I run at the girl. Suddenly she looks new. Her clothing is as if she came from another world. I realize that I'm wearing clothing fit for royals, a long red cape with black accents. My hair is long and is blood red. I realize I'm fighting as another person. We fight for what seems like hours, each time a sword knocked away another spawned. I see through the voices memories, realizing how horrible of a situation I'm in. We fight for mere minutes, soon I pinned the girl down.
"Please don't make me do this" I say in my voice. The girl freezes an looks up at me. Tears are running down my face.
"I am not your foe, this is not my life. I am fighting in another body with someone I don't even know. I'm only 15, why must I fight you?" I whisper to her. I see in her eyes regret.
"We don't belong here"
I wake up in my bed.
"What happened?" I ask. I look over and notice I'm not in my bed, but at the hospital. The person next to me smiles and begins to cry.
"What happened?" I ask again.
"You fainted in the street and wouldn't wake up." I widen my eyes.
*You've been asleep for 8 years"*
_One left. The epilogue. After the next song, I'll be posting the story on Wattpad. The end is near, my friends_
Frickin longest one yet, btw lol
Yep, still as good as ever
I love your stories so so much aaa ♡
Hit the target finally won, Stampy fought hard but still lost in a way, it shows that not every ending is the same, when lee came back to visit for the first time in years he finds the corpse of his old cat friend lying on top of a cake right. He went exploring and found a disk and but it in a juke box and this plays, he starts to wonder what would happen if he didn’t leave, maybe his oldest friend wouldn’t be dead right now without his favorite helper...
Ooh I really like this one! ♡( ◡‿◡ )
Can't beleive Lavey managed to destroy our barricade and escape the live chat theater room, I'll be waiting on the steps for the next disc
(And if it's strad ya'll who see my comment every video finally get to unlock the story behind why I'm so attached)
It wasn't me I stayed until the last second but yt said: no more chatting :(
@@via_automata so we burn the youtube building simple
@@Namityname im down
*_"I return to the place where me and my friends once roamed. It's been a while. The prime path seems all rotted, the hotel collapsed, the prison still stands.. The bench.. It still sits on the ledge, oh, heres the jukebo... wait.. Whats this?_*
*_Chirp..?_*
*_What.. Why is chirp here..? has it been here all this time? Maybe I could play it.._*
*_just one last time..."_*
This is gonna be epic
Indeed
yes
aa these edits are so cool, this one hits different bc chirp is my favorite disc and tommys exile is my favorite arc so far :)
Free hugs from Floof the seal :D
FLOOF YOU'RE HERE IN THE COMMENTS I THOUGHT I LOST YOU WHEN LAVEY BROKE OUT OF THE THEATER
IT WASN'T ME, YT SAID ITS OVER AND THEN I COULDN'T SEND MESSAGES ANYMORE ;((((
FLOOOOOOOOF
here it is, the dream smp. i walk around, the memories, hurt. the memories of all the fun, happiness and friends. also the feeling of terror, war and pain. i see a bench. the bench. looking into the jukebox, only to see tommyinnit’s chirp music disc. i turn on the jukebox, only to hear a muffled, broken version of it. a tear forms in my eye, as i look around whilst the jukebox still plays. i can hear the laughter and good ol’ times in my head. but all i see, is the destruction that we all caused the server to have. it’s so empty, so abandoned. an even worser feeling than i had of pogtopia. just more painful.
:)
this is the story that came to my mind whilst hearing this. also tommyinnit’s exile :(
It's really good! I love it ♡( ◡‿◡ )
your looking back at it all, all of the mass destrucion
wondering if anything will every be the same again
realising what you have lost..
Honestly, this reminds me of the times where my sister and I would make a creative Minecraft world to search for jungle biomes (back when they weren’t rare) and create tree houses in. I would occasionally find a mansion and decide to search for one of the statues made of wool. They would either be a cat, villager, etc (if I recall correctly). The statue would become a small hideout for parrots to dance in. Chirp would be playing.
And now where I am, I can only reminisce of the memories in my dark room. Back where things didn’t fall apart due to COVID. The environment I’m in isn’t particularly appropriate to be growing up in. Relationships (any sort, ex: friendship) are falling. And isolation is ravaging them and I. It’s horrendous
This is what happens when you go offline for 5 years and come back to your minecraft world forgetting that you still have chirp playing on your jukebox.
This makes me happy and gives me nostalgia its comforting in a way
I'm glad you like it! ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡
Premiere: * Just ended *
Me with an idea about what I want to write about: *I am speed*
Let's gooo
Lol I still have the tab open for some reason
Who knew pixels could have so much meaning 😃
Hehe ;>
“We won the war, but at what cost?”
"May i ask why it's so cheap?" You ask the old lady, computer in hand. "Oh, it's just very old darling. I heard it came from 2020, I'm not sure.." The old lady replies. "Ah okay, are you sure it still works then?" You ask again. "Oh, yes! My Great Grandma said that her mother used to play on this all the time when she were just a girl, and that a famous man once played on it too." The old lady excitedly replied, looking back on fond memories. "Ah, that's nice.." You say, curiousity growing in you. "Well thank you, Ma'am! I'll be on my way out then." You say, handing her the money, then going out. You were eager to get home and plug this bad boy in. And you did just that. But as soon as it turned on, it asked you for a password, as if somebody was already signed in before. You had no idea what it would be, so you typed your little brothers name. George. And so, it surprisingly worked. You cheered, then looking around for a game, since the old lady said that her.. What was it, great grandma? Yeah, great grandma used to play games on this all the time. You quickly look around, finding _'Minecraft'._ You've heard about it before, but were never able to play it, considering it was 30 dollars on the app store. Excitedly, you log on, only to see the very old version of it. You sigh, but continue on to play. You put on a skin, and a username. 'Y/n(insert something'. You quickly go to the server list to make your own, but then find one already been made.. *'Dream Smp'.* You think you've heard your Great Grandmother throw it around a few times before, but never really knew what it was. Curious, you press on it, to see a beautiful sight. Buildings, gravestones, but.. All of these were destroyed? the only in contact things were these signs, with what you assumed were peoples names. You looked carefully at each sign:
_'TOMMYINNIT, LAST ONLINE 2021, (chosen random date) OCT. 9'_
_"You and me.. Against Dream."_
_'TUBBO_, LAST ONLINE 2021, OCT. 10'_
_i like da bee :D!_
_'RANBOO, LAST ONLINE 2021, OCT. 10'_
_"I am finally free.."_
_'WILBUR SOOT, LAST ONLINE 2021, OCT. 20'_
_"If I can't have it.. No one can."_
And many more, but one certain sign catches your eye. It was simple, yet something just drew you to it.
_'DREAM, LAST ONLINE:_
_' :) '_
You walked close to it, but as soon as you did..
Many people logged on..? Many seemed familiar, because they were on the sign.
Dream: welcome to the dream smp :)
TommyInnit: HELLO
Tubbo_: :0
Quackity: HOLLLAAAAAAAAAAA
Tommyinnit: he bout we listen to some discs for the last time???
Ranboo: sure
You walk around, confused, but then see a large group a of people surrounding what seemed like a bench? A avatar with blonde hair then walked in, sitting on the bench on taking out a disc from the jukebox, cleaning it, then putting it back in.
Sweet oldy tunes came flowing out, you immediately recognize it because during 'Throwback Thursday's' it would play on the car radio, your parents would jam to it.
WilburSoot: Ah, my L'manburg.
Tommyinnit: Shutup wilbur
this is so bad,anhiabhjwhbjw
Woooowwwww Its a good storyyyyy ♡♡♡
there was this one castle tutorial world me and my brother turned into our own world, one of the discs it had was chirp, id play that thing 24/7... its been years now, 6 at the most.
I imagine this is what the disc would sound like now
Chirp is Stampy's favorite disc, that's all I can think of when I listen to this. The lovely world, the cake every morning...
You walk outside. You see something at the corner of your eye. You turn quickly to see that there's nothing there. The shine of the moonlight reflects off the ocean. You stare at the sea. Something seems off but you can't tell what. You look around yourself to find that not a single person is around you. It's quiet. You feel cold. So, so cold. You don't move. You feel something touching your back. It doesn't feel solid. Like a cold mist. It reeks of saltwater. You can't move. It doesn't feel like you are unable to move, rather your body refuses to do it. You feel the mist envelope you. You sense movement in the water. Hair. Eyes. A dark figure is emerging from the ocean. It floats in the air, suspended. The eyes glow a bright white. The streetlights go out. The figure, it's wearing a bright-blue shirt, jeans, and dark Grey shoes. The moon darkens. All you can see are the eyes. They give an eerie feeling. A feeling of vengeance. Pain. Agony. He grimaced. The eyes stop glowing. It's pitch black.
You wake up. You are sweating. You feel uneasy. Tired. You lay down. You try not to remember the dream.
You may not rest now, there are monsters nearby.
You find a disc buried in the dirt… You place it in your jukebox, and this plays.
Imagine getting bragging rights from live chat, also POG disc Pog disc!
Again, another one of my favs, brings so much.... nostalgia that never happened
This reminds me of stampy long head, and how he always would play chirp.
50 years ago, it all happened 50 years ago and you come to this deserted island and to what? Camp? Or to find something? Or history. You've come so far out to just see land again but something was different about this land and you could tell. The land was exploded. Potholes filled the land. But in the far distance, you could see something. You walked closer and it was a jukebox. It was next to some fabric of some kind, white. Seemed like there was a tent, a camp of a sort. You looked closer to it, the jukebox. Inside was a disc, not cat and definitely not mellohi. It was Chrip. One of the discs that are important to my home. The jukebox seemed like it could go one last time. So you turned the knob and it played. It felt so old, you could almost feel like everyone in the past stood beside you. It felt like you could do anything they did.
This is so cool ♡♡♡
@@via_automata thank you sm❤✨
pov: you’re michael.
a strange room. what’s this? ⟟ climb on top of it and jump as familiar but eerie music begins to play. ⟟ hear my name being called. “michael! miiichaellll!” it’s dad. he’s looking for me. “hey toby- can you help me look for michael? ⟟ can’t find him!” hearing footsteps rushing towards me, ⟟ panic. “SH-T! he’s in the panic room!”
*what’s the panic room?*
*:)*
DUDE THIS IS THE DISC ME AND MY FRIENDS LISTEN TO ITS BASICALLY OUR FRIENDSHIP DISC IN MY SMP TY OMG
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"Once the sun dies, then may the souls of this world be free," a voice echoed through my head. It was both calming and scary, and I hadn't told anyone about it. This mysterious voice had been my constant companion, helping me overcome my bullies and keeping me company. Yet, it also uttered strange things that puzzled me. I had mentioned some of them to Mother, who said it was called Wisdom, and strangely, the voice always improved my mood whenever she spoke that word.
I often felt as though I was being watched, not in a creepy way, but in a protective manner. Ever since this voice appeared, my life had taken a positive turn. I grew more confident, understanding myself better, and felt happier than ever before. "Soon, my young friend, you'll hear me more than ever. I will be your friend, even if I'm not real to others, but I am," the voice reassured me. I smiled and replied, "Ok then," despite the curious glances from some onlookers.
"You worthless humans! I will stop you all! You're hurting me by destroying my home, this land! What have you done to it?! What have you done to Esquizear?!" The girl screamed at them. Her voice resonated not like that of a girl, but a woman filled with rage.
"The Leader," the voice said, and as I heard it, I remembered. These were the dreams I kept having, visions of people fighting and forming bonds. They were written in books, the tales of The Leader and The Warrior! Panic surged through me as the girl lunged at me.
"Warrior! Come out and fight me! You're ruining our home, you monster!" she yelled, her eyes filled with fury. I screamed, instinctively kicking at her, and in that moment, it was as if time itself froze. The world around me turned gray, and my body moved on its own, managing to kick the girl in the face, freeing me. I yelped and ran, only to be blocked by some kind of barrier.
"Don't run, you coward. Come out and fight me!" the girl called out. Trembling, I turned around to face her, fear evident in my eyes.
"Oh, I see. You didn't take the girl's mind and body; you just shoved yourself in it!" she accused me.
"That is true! But I never kill anyone unless I wish to! What has happened to you?! You've killed poor little girls, including that one! Why must you fight?!" I yelled, my voice sounding unfamiliar. It felt as if my body was no longer mine.
"There you are, reddy," the girl said, smiling at me, but my body scowled.
"I wish not to fight. We don't belong in this world. I wish to leave, and you've already killed too many here. This is not Esquizear!" I pleaded with her. Nevertheless, the girl screamed and ran at me. I stood my ground, engaging in a fierce battle, blocking her attacks as she scratched and slashed at me. After what felt like an eternity, I managed to regain control of my body and pushed her away. Panting, I whispered, "This body is not ready for fighting, why must we use them?"
"The bodies are free for using, their minds pure and unscathed. Why else would we use them? They're perfect for us!" the girl responded callously. My rage boiled over, a mix of my own emotions and the one controlling my body. Suddenly, ten swords as black as obsidian formed around me, and I regained control. I grabbed two swords, feeling taller and stronger than before. I ran at the girl with determination. As I approached her, she looked different, as if she came from another world. It struck me that I was now fighting as someone else, not myself.
My appearance had transformed, donning clothing fit for royalty, with a long red cape and black accents. My hair, now long and blood-red, was quite different from my original self. The battle raged on for what felt like hours, each time I knocked away a sword, another one appeared. I delved into the memories of the voice within me, understanding the dire predicament I was in. Although we fought for mere minutes, it felt like an eternity.
Finally, I managed to pin the girl down, and I couldn't help but cry as I looked into her eyes filled with tears.
"Please don't make me do this," I pleaded in my voice. The girl froze, gazing up at me with a mix of emotions.
"I am not your foe, and this is not my life. I am fighting in another body with someone I don't even know. I'm only 15, why must I fight you?" I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. Regret flickered in her eyes.
"We don't belong here," she whispered back.
Then I woke up in my bed, disoriented and confused. However, as I looked around, I realized that I wasn't in my bed, but rather in a hospital room. The person next to me smiled through tears.
"What happened?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"You fainted in the street and wouldn't wake up," they replied. A sense of disbelief overwhelmed me.
"How long have I been out?" I inquired.
"You've been asleep for 8 years,"
*Mellohi (A Other World Story) - Part 5*
This looks so POG!
Thanks! ♡
@@via_automata i love this disc so much lol so thanks for doing it! wish i could've been at the premier but thank you again for all of this wonderful content! take care of yourself! love you! (/p)
Thank you so much! ♡
@@via_automata of course mate!
This is no doubt my favourite disc w/ Mellohi I wanted to cry when I heard it, I used to play it all the time in creative with my sister.
:)
So happy you have more discs! This one is very good :]
I'm glad you like it!! ♡
A story for ppl like me who don't know much about the dream smp
You log into your old xbox360 realizing that the disc for minecraft is still in
You boot up the old game and find a world a survival world you and your friend were always playing on this world as you load in you find a house it's well built but somehow worn down? As you enter you see your friends builds inside jokes and a "secret" basement that was always open you see your dogs house a dog named after your real one one that had died a long time ago you see a sign a sign your friend had left in his room it was the last thing you heard from him "dinners ready gtg"
"last online 8 years ago"
everything is moving in slow motion.
i open my eyes.
it seems as if i’m swimming in something.
all i can see is darkness.
i think it’s the darkness i’m swimming in...
all i can hear is the sound of nothingness... whatever that sounds like.
it seems as if i’m under water.
but... it’s much thicker than water.
i can’t breathe, but i don’t think i need to.
i continue swimming.
i continue searching.
for what?
a light, a place to rest, anything that will give me a sense of hope.
searching.
swimming.
searching.
swimming.
“....i’m not alone....”
i feel something brush past my shoulder.
i see something bright out of the corner of my eye.
something is there.
i hear a noise.
it’s almost like... a chirp.
it sounds like a bird in a sense, but with more enunciation and emotion.
i look around.
i can’t see anything.
i continue swimming.
oh, there’s the chirp again.
i stop and swim in place, determined not to sink under the weight of the darkness.
i’m definitely not imagining things.
i look around me.
there’s a small luminescent glowing creature, swimming alongside me.
what is it?
i’ve never seen anything like it.
“hello, lost soul,” it greets me.
it’s unearthly voice, higher in pitch, and yet somehow majestic.
“where am i? who are you?” i ask the small creature.
“you are in the void,” it says.
“a place between life and death. a place where your ultimate fate will be decided.”
i start to panic a bit. “am i dead? will i ever return home?”
“no. no you are not dead.” it assures me.
“but you are also not alive.”
the creature swims around me and chirps.
“i am the guardian of the void, i am the one who leads lost souls to their safety or to their demise. i am the one who decides who breathes again and who breathes their last.”
i feel the darkness getting heavier, and i feel my desperate body start to become numb.
“then... what about me?” i ask.
the creature looks at me.
it examines me for a few minutes.
i don’t know what to expect.
this... guardian... is my only hope.
quite possibly my last.
i start to find it hard to move.
if i sink, i know for a fact that i won’t be coming back.
i continue swimming in place.
i can’t give up yet.
suddenly, the creature chirps in approval.
“you are still needed on earth,” it says, to my relief.
suddenly, it grabs my arm. “hold on.”
it starts to pull me upward.
i can feel the heavy darkness begin to lighten as my body starts to feel stronger.
i can breathe again!
i’m racing upward.
the creature, still pulling me.
up.
up.
up.
up.
i can see a glimmer of light.
i hear a chirp.
“y/n, wake up! wake up! are you ok?! you’re gonna be alright, j-just hang in there... i’ll get a doctor.”
Ohh this is really cool ♡♡♡
@@via_automata :D
When I read jukebox my mind said *J U I C E B O X*
This song is like when you know you'll die but you don't want to. You know you will no matter how healthy you are so what's the point in living? You tell yourself it's for the people you love. You don't love anyone. You tell yourself it's for your future. It's to slow. Life is basically just something you have for some years then lose it. Just a a toy or a photo your gonna lose it no matter what. Someone does something or you do something to it.
It's always going to be game over.
“____ it’s time to go now he’s gone” no he’s not be quiet… “Please just let me stay i have to take care of my baby…” i have to he’s MY baby “___ He’s dead cant you see?! he died in the fire!” i wont leave him “no he’s going to wake up soon” i know he is…
All that's going on in my head is...
WE DIDN'T START THE FIRE
IT WAS ALWAYS BURNIN'
CUZ THE WORLD'S BEEN TURNIN'
@@zyst9147 Yo thats cold 😭
"I remember this disc."
"You do?"
"Yes... They used to play it."
"Who?"
"The Miller family. At the old dinner....."
It was many years ago. You still remember the smell of burning sand all around the restaurant. They built the place directly over lava how could you not smell it? You remember sitting in your favorite seat in the conor with your friends. "Hey Brutus! Glad guy could make it." Brutus wants much of a talker so he would always just sit down. "Cadence! Hi!" "Hi Baloryx!" Cadence foldered her wings in so she could sit comfortably. She always sat between Brutus and you. You always wondered why in the back of your mind. It was your first time out of the orphanage in a few weeks. Your friends invited you to the Miller restaurant for lunch. You always liked the pork sandwiches. The raw ones specifically. Good for a demons diet. It was just an ordinary day. That's all it was. You felt happy to be by your best friends. But you always wonder to yourself when you remember the screaming and the sounds of crossbows firing... Why can't you remember?
(I got really inspired by this to make a little story so I hope you enjoyed this like I enjoyed writing it! =))
I really enjoyed this one! Good job!
@@via_automata thank you! =D
Amyloid plaques and tau protein entanglements have taken over and destroyed Steve's brain. Alex is long gone. The creeper's explosion caused severe head trauma, meaning that even though Steve survived the incident that killed his beloved Alex, he will never recover the big picture again. Only when you get dementia will you live to experience death.
i need this on my spotify playlist...
I will upload it on SoundCloud today!
alt title: you find tommy's lost disc 10 years later
Another banger vid yet again! Adding this to my drawin playlist >:]
Yayy thank you so much ♡
I love chirp
Me too ♡
Chirp is my fave music disc Ty for making it :000
no problem!!
SO EXCITED
I was just abt to go to school finally so i quickly downloaded it and listened to it to way to shool
Yooo let's goo ♡
Ah, StampyLongNose's favorite Minecraft song. You do remember him, *right?*
Dream Smp. After the war. Wilbur Tubbo and Dream are dead. Tommy is sad he in rememberance of them all he plays the disc it’s a little cracked and scratched but playable he plays it it’s so distorted. Tommy sheds a tear after all the wars and pulls out mellohi and cat. Only for Antfrost Badboyhalo to assassinate him as Tommy falls of the cliff his last words were: After so many wars. I’ve won. He smiles then dies. A few days pass by and everyone is then seen at his grave crying. The End.
:')
For some reason the story I made makes me think of salad fingers idk why tho
My favorite disc 😍
~Why can't I just remember. What happened here. Why is it all fuzzy.~
Looking around now, I can sense that this place was important to me somehow. But Why does it feel so familiar? It's just a crater.
~Was I in a shelter? Am I.. dead?~
I hear a faint whisper in the distance. Someone calling out, almost too real. That is, until I felt the warmth of someone's hand on my shoulder. I couldn't stop the emotions inside of me. I couldn't remember, but I couldn't stop spouting nonsense
"I couldn't save them! I couldn't save this place! Why can't I remember, why does it hurt? Why does it seem that I know you, that I know you so well?!"
The person just smiled, a tear rolling down their cheek.
"It's okay Karl, it's over now."
Idk what this is it's just the image in my head from this
It's really cool! ♡( ◡‿◡ )
Writing brain go brr so here's this!
Drista hadn't seen the Dream SMP in a while, so out of curiosity, She decided to pay them a visit. As she was descending from the skies, something seemed off. The clouds were dark grey and a strong smell of gunpowder lingered in the air. Drista flew down to the Prime Path to see that only a few planks remained. The once lively yet dark server had become a wasteland of rubble and forgotten memories. She walked around aimlessly for hours, trying to figure out what'd happened. Craters dotted the land along with dead vines, once red and powerful, now just another event in history. She called out for someone, anyone that had survived. But nobody came. Day turned into night as she roamed the remnants of the SMP. In the distance on a cliff, she spotted someone. Green hood and cape with gold accents and floating wings. She knew exactly who this was.
"hey XD,"
"Hello Drista," The god said, looking over at her. "What are you doing here?" He tilted his head slightly. "What happened here?" Drista asked, sitting down next to him. "Well, why don't you ask them yourself?" XD said, pointing forwards. Drista looked over and saw a cluster of buildings in the distance, red neon lights and music illuminating the land. "...What's that?" "Your answers," Drista thought for a moment, then stood up. "If that's just an illusion, you owe me," She said before flying over to it.
The moment she stepped onto the dock, she knew something was off. It made an unnatural creaking noise. *Crimson wood*, she thought. *So it wasn't just the lights.* As Drista made her way through the bustling city, the people looked dead, almost. Any coloration of red had been removed from them, except for their eyes. Piercing blood red with sometimes red scleras. She made a note not to look anyone in the eyes. Bloodvines grew freely on buildings and sidewalks and lights were the only thing making the place viewable instead of a red void. Casinos were lively with folks gambling their lives away without a single care. *Looks like this place attracted visitors*. When she got to the center of the city, she saw a large statue. A man holding an egg with vines peeking out of its base. The man looked familiar.....
"Skeppy?!"
Yoo it's really good!! ♡( ◡‿◡ )
LAVEEYY MY BELOVED THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED IN LIFE !!! WILL BE USING IT ON MY LORE STREAMS HEHE !!!!
Ooh cool! ♡
This is my favorite disc thank u :]
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* you find a tattered book while coming back to the smp
❤️*read it *leave it
*hįš¿ journal*
I found the disks again, it’s funny, how after so long of fighting for them, I don’t even care. Maybe that’s what they meant when they said I was a monster, maybe it was because I don’t care, I can’t care, because if I did I would’ve died long ago. Maybe I should play the discs again, for one last time before I burn them, rid the world of everything that had to do with this stupid place, besides...them, I don’t have the heart to hurt them, they’re the only things that I haven’t been able to let go of.
I played the discs, they sound so much sadder, I mean, I did blow up most of the place around them, but I didn’t think they’d get so scratched, the red one- chirp, was it? The war didn’t have to do with the red one, so I’m not sure -was stuck in a jukebox, had to break it open to get it out.
I don’t like this anymore
I want to go home
I want to see them again
Why did I hurt them so much
Maybe if I reset
Maybe if I didn’t exist
This wouldn’t have happened
Everyone would’ve been so much better if I weren’t around
Wow-
when im older. on the edge of death. i will bring death on every person who hurt me. trust me.
Im so glad you did chirp, thank you!
No problem! ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡
not me thinking of a wilbur and tommy comic
i really need sleep
Go to sleep then! U deserve rest ♡
Me who says if I had a theme song that chirp would be it: hehehehe
i already love chirp and this made me love it more!!
I'm glad! ♡♡♡
'But-i got rid of you i thought-' The figure did a slight axe attack on the enderman before he coukd even end. 'I'll NEVER! Get away from your sight, is that affirmative?!'
The enderman was shcoked and scared ' Y-Yes. Of course sir.' The figure smiled, and broke a hole on the room full of blackstone 'Your items in the hole, or you will be DEAD.' The enderman placed everything he had. 'That isn't enough, i said ALL.' The figure pointed to the ender chest that was laying around, the enderman quickly took his items from the hole and attacked the gigure 'NO, I'LL NEVER EVER GIVE YOU MY FAMILY PHOTOS, IT'S ALL I HAVE PLEASE!' The enderman kneeled down, sobbing. The fugure approximated and said 'Aww, don't be shy. Just put it on with a smile on your face!'
:)
The end(?)
imagine, as your grandkid walks into your attic. they see your old laptop, and decide to ask you about it. you smile at them and boot it up, describing the memories you had made on that laptop as a child and teenager. you showed your grandkid many games. but one stuck out to you. minecraft. the one you'd made so many fond memories on. you opened the program, with a curious sparkle in your eye, just like your grandkid had. you logged onto your world, and walked into your house after readjusting to the controls. you let your grandkid try. they find a chest, with a music disc in it. they found your old jukebox in the game and played the disc. your memories all flashed back in your mind, hearing it play. you smiled, and gave the laptop and charger to your grandkid. "it's yours now. make new memories, so one day, you can have the nostalgia i'm feeling too."
-fin (sorry it's so long)
It's really good!!
@@via_automata thanks! :D
(Part 3)
You can see a rider off in the distance.
You know him.
He stops to greet you.
Hello! he says.
You smile and he smiles too
You wish him well on his journey.
Encouraging to his doom.
You received news of his departure.
At first, you believe it is a blessing
He invites you with him.
So he can celebrate with you.
A curse in disguise, you are trapped now and forever more.
And the rider in the distance could be seen no more.
You go through the portal and see the ruins of the blown up area. As you walk by a hole where a tent once stood. You see a jukebox by the shore. You stare at it as your imagination goes wild of stories passed down to you. (In your imagination) You see a boy listening to a tune. Head down. Crying. You were told he missed his friend. You walk over to the jukebox your feet brushing through the tall grass. You get to the jukebox and realize theres a disc inside. You hesitate, but continue to play the disc. A catchy tune plays. The disc is scratched but you dont mind. You watch the sun set as you just sit there and think. You can't help but think of one thing. A ominous smile. You feel like it was familiar. No one comes to mind but you can't help but feel nervous. You walk away from the jukebox and see a sign on a tree it seems to have something hanging on the nail keeping the sign up. You slowly walk to it. There is a green bandana. It is obviously old as it has holes and dirt on it. It looks again...... familiar. You remember someone you know used to have one. You pull a old picture of a blonde boy with the bandana around his neck. Hm.. Weird. Why would it be here? You look up at the sign. And it says one world that triggers bad memories for all.
Smile. :)
Side notes Jesus fuck this took long to write this is just something I made up on the spot at 2 am so sorry for grammer mistakes I know there is also probably punctuation mistakes but I wanted it to feel that way. So uh yeah its way longer then I thought it would be lmao. Have a good day ily /p
Woowieee
ADDING THIS INTO MY MUSIC PLAYLIST!!
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You did it! You successfully destroyed the universe and made yourself all powerful...but...no one is here...
Where is everyone...
All You see is nothing....why can’t you see!
..... You gained everything only to lose it all so now you have nothing to do but watch the stars till your days end.
Right?
Hi Lavender, hope your doing great!
I love that you made another lovely video. Keep up the good work and never give up
:D
Soo, stay safe and have a great time at home or anywhere your at.
:)
Thank you so much! ♡
@@via_automata no need for thanking me!
I'm just here for everyone
I like to make or help everyone's
Day better
(Might be an online therapist)
This sound so COOOOL!
How can you edit theese discs so gooood?!😩✨
You are really good at editing/remixing theese discs!
Thank you so much! ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡
@@via_automata ofc!
YES! Yoooooo
Thank you for this
22:11 gmt, we abouta start
Ello isa me future dream smp show writer in the making definetly.
I had a spare 10 minutes so I decided to write down what I'd call Dream SMP episdoes for the "show".
Volume 1: L'manburg and the discs.
Episode 1: "Humble Beginnings."
Episode 2: "Songs Of War" (Disc War Part 1)
Episode 3: "Songs Of War P2" (Part 2 of disc war)
Episode 4: "Dirty Crime Boys" (Tommy and wilbur start a bussines)
Episode 5: "Independace" (L'manburg is formed, Ends with a declaration of war.)
Episode 6: "War" (War for independance, Not independence. Ends with Eret's betreyal.)
Episode 7: "Independance or death" (Start right after Eret's betrayel. Ends with the bow duel.)
Episode 8: "New Dawn" (L'manburg is independent)
Voulme 2: Election and Pogtopia
Episode 1: "New faces" (L'manburg election is announced)
Episode 2: "Challenger approaching!" (Quackity forms SWAG)
Episode 3: "Flip of a coin" (Election debates and rallies, End with COCONUT 2020 and SCHLATT 2020 being formed.)
Episode 4: "Election" (Schlatt banishes tommy and wilbur, Ends with Techno joining the server and Tubbo becoming a spy)
Episode 5: "Battle Of The Lake"
Episode 6: "Ticking Time Bomb" (Wilbur goes insane)
Episode 7: "The Red Festival"
Volume 3: Revoultion On Manberg
Episode 1: "It Stays In The Pit"
Episode 2: "So close..." (Wilbur Finds the button)
Episode 3: "Traitors And Insiders" (Decelaration of war, Fundy reveals himself a spy and Dream sides with Schlatt)
Episode 4: "Power Friendship and Rebellion" (Eret dethroned, Techno reveals bunkers)
Episode 5: "Unfinished Symphony" (War episode, Goes up to Wilbur dying and Techno summoning the withers)
Episode 6: "Theseus" (Rest of the war. L'manburg reconstruction begins)
Volume 4: Recollection, Exile and Technoblade.
Episode 1: "Voulantary Exile" (George's house is burned, Also features some of the things L'manberg did)
Episode 2: "Trials And Tribulations" (Tommy placed in probation, Ends with the beggining of the disscusion that would lead to tommy being exiled)
Episode 3: "Solitary Confinement" (Showcases exile foreshadows egg)
Episode 4: "Power Corrupts" (Egg begins to spread. Showcases techno's retirement arc)
Episode 5: "Betrayal" (Destruction of Logstershire)
Episode 6: "Hog Hunt" (The butcher army goes to hunt technoblade with the compass. Ends with Techno choosing blood)
Episode 7: "Judge, Jury And Excecutioner"
I got bored so I left it here, I'll add more in time.
Yooo this is so cool! ♡
my second storytime here! enjoy :)
You walked through the abandoned ruins of your old home. you pulled your hood up as the leaves were blown through the air, you continued to walk past the fallen buldings, heading to your house. you stopped turning and seeing the tree you and your friend would meet up at, you walked over to it and looked up. the once majestic and calming tree, now destroyed and sickening loomed over you. you began climbing the tree, hoping it was still there and hadn't been destroyed in the battle. as you opened the chest, you smiled, picking up the disc and looking at it.
It had several scratches and cracks. you looked at the faded label that read 'Chirp'. you sighed before jumping down and continuing to your house.
You walked up to your house. standing in the wreckage, you grabbed a piece of rubble watching as it crumbled in your hand then pouring it back onto the creaky wodden floor of your home. you stood still for a moment, looking around, the memories were flooding back, you shook your head and regained focus. your walked over to your old jukebox.
As you were about to play the disc, you paused, unsure if it could even play anymore. you took a deep breath and put the disc in.
To your surprise it could play despite how beat up it was. you sat down listening to the scratchy tune, smiling as a tear rolled down your cheek.
You remembered all the good times when you were happy, when you were with your family and friends.
*When there was peace...*
Remembering the times you listened to this very tune with your friend, you closed your eyes soon falling asleep with the song playing through your head.
Two words:
My lore:)
Oohh :0