sheep, a follower. following a main shepherd and leader, doesn’t think for themselves. tubbo. an allie, a friend. for the start of the smp, he just followed tommy and wilbur and schlatt and everyone. as he evolved and finally got self aware, his bubble and light slowly faded. his eyes going brown, his fair growing darker.

as tubbo walks around snowchester, his country, you walked through. you were new and had barely any armour or loot.