yuwu characters as things me and my friends have said (some out of context)
yue chenqing: damn, shawty, you got that elephant memory *backflip into wall*
gu mang: I'll even pay you five dollars and *checks pockets* seven cents for it
gu mang: guys, pretend to be my search history, go nuts
lu zhanxing: mo xi nudes
murong lian: mo xi nudes
gu mang: the masculine urge to be dominated by the most fucked up men
mo xi: she hulu on my iglu til I ugly
yue chenqing: and I was like, "you finally got bitches?"
gu mang: uwu haiiii murong chuyi :3 nyaaa!! rawr
mo xi: "where is virginia" um, the uterus, duh
mo xi: is it because I'm neurodivergent
mengze: no it's because you're chinese
mo xi: my balls require rest
gu mang: THE WORK FORCE IS UNFORGIVING
mo xi: your dick is the size of a pill
murong lian: that's racially motivated
mo xi, about gu mang: I want him to rip my arms off and put me in a blender
gu mang: he canonically sleeps with his eyes closed. ok bye.
mo xi: well I'm about to canonically punch you in the face. goodnight.
murong lian: such a loving marriage
yue chenqing: and like, the cum was ultra pressurized
gu mang: I could make jesus my bitch
mo xi: and now I have to wear this gay virgin armband
gu mang: I need him, I'm down so bad
lu zhanxing: stand up.
murong lian: I honestly don't pretend to know the difference, I can only tell you when it's a mullet and when it's ugly
yue chenqing: how do you spell "BMW"
gu mang: bussy or ass, pick your poison
jiang yexue: don't bottom on the google doc
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Sapnap's a warrior.
That's a fact, the sky is blue, the sun is bright and Sapnap's a warrior.
He knows how to fight just as well as he knows how to write, it's part of him, it's carved on everything he does, in the way he stands, how he walks and moves.
Karl Jacobs and Alex Quackity are not warriors, they're not even fighters. Karl hurts himself too easily and Quackity can't stand to look at blood.
And in a selfish manner, Sapnap has always been glad they don't know death and weapons like he does, he stares at them, from afar (from their kitchen and bed) and he prays to a God he's not sure he believes in:
"Don't let them be anything but this, make me bleed, if you have to, take my heart and whatever you could want, but please, let them keep their smiles and hope, don't scar them with the pain you could put on me."
And every time he kisses them goodbye, he always takes just a few seconds to gaze at them (to paint them on his mind, to amaze himself but the imperfections they hate but that Sapnap loves because they're part of them).
Quackity will laugh in glee and Karl will pout in embarrassment and Sapnap will pray.
(Sapnap's a warrior, and as he slowly lets himself be taken away, slowly melting into Her embrace, he's proud of being one.)
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What a sweet and powerful gesture. It's frustrating when people say "what do you expect them to do? they're entertainers not activists!" look at how simple this gesture of solidarity is and how resonant it is! This is wonderful.
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