Another day of DSMP history that involved blowing someplace up. Honestly- at this point, people should either build things completely out of obsidian or move away from the Community. Because chaos (usually involving TNT and/or Withers) was pretty common to some people.

In Las Nevadas; Country of Quackity’s, including his beloved Las Nevadas Casino.

You were planning on blowing something up with Quackity- who was the owner of Las Nevadas. The designated attack was… remains of Manburg. Quackity just wanted to blow up the remaining pieces in spite.

After all- he had been kicked out of old Manburg first- and formed the Country out of the sand in the Desert Region- to make Las Nevadas. He was quite proud of making his own legacy from the sand. He was adamant on citizens in his nation following his orders and to work to be appreciated.

Although his plans later went to Limbo, thanks to Purpled.

Purpled held you over a lava pit; underneath Las Nevadas Desert sand (ground level, anyway) there was an abundance of lava caverns. Purpled was tired of working for Quackity, insisting someone else was paying him more now. He spoke, looking coldly at Quackity- holding you by the collar of your shirt. “It’s not anything personal with THEM, Q. However- one misstep from either you, Fundy, or Foolish- and your beloved person is losing their second Canon life.”

Quackity narrowed both his eyes- his regular cold grey one, and the other pale white eye (from Technoblade during Hog Hunt) Quackity’s hands were clenched so tightly, his fingers digging into the palm of his hand that blood was apparent.

Purpled spoke once more. “Heh. So what will it be? You can I’m either promise to let me walk out of Las Nevadas, unharmed- and your little “Own Person” here will be in your safe hands again. If not… like I said. They’ll lose their second canon life.”