squid inks

Let’s Play - Minecraft: Confessions

Gavin: Jeremy, do you wanna have your mind blown?
Jeremy: Uh, sure, what’s up?
Gavin: You used to be a fan, right?
Jeremy: Yes.
Gavin: Little quiz, who won Wool?
Jeremy: Who won Wool? Geoff did, and all you needed was ink.
Gavin: You wanna know the truth?
Jeremy: What’s the truth there Gav?
Gavin: I won Wool.
Jeremy: Uh oh. What’s the story there?
Gavin: Well, back in the day, I used to help Geoff build a lot, right? Had a little advantage sometimes, ‘cause I built it, and I actually won Wool after like 25 minutes, and it was too short. So I just hung out, with my squid ink, I think I hid it in the chest. And then Geoff was like, “Oh, I’ll tell you when it’s long enough to win.” And then Geoff won.
(laughing)
Gavin: So if you ever wondered why I was just absurdly angry at the end of that video even though I lost fairly, that was why. Did you know that Jeremy?
Jeremy: I did not. Blew my mind.
Geoff: It’s entirely possible that that’s accurate.
Gavin: And it’s entirely possible that that’s not the only time.

apotatosworld  asked:

Hey glitch. What do you think of ink squid??

Can you withstand the cuteness of our lovely Squid Squid?

Yeah, about time we uploaded our own version of the squid >uHe’s more of an octopus than an actual squid, but that’s fine.
He’s kinda our secret mascot along with Stabby?

He’s a small scared octopus that loves to explore. And even if many things bigger than him scare him, he quickly bounces back to being curious. You can get him most comfortable if you put him in a hiding spot and play with him.

Also to come back to your question - Error is pretty much disgusted and he freaks out about that squishy ball of nervousness. So it might happen that Squid Squid gets a slipper thrown after him xD

“You’re what?” Valerie spluttered, almost dropping the white china teacup cradled in her hands.

“I’m a ghost?” It came out as less of a statement of fact and more of a question, and Danny peered at Val over the rim of his coffee. “I have been since freshman year of high school.”

Val set her hot chocolate down. “You’re messing with me.”

The hum of a winter afternoon in the small coffee shop buzzed pleasantly. A couple of baristas chatted behind the counter as the hot milk steamed, and the clacking of keyboards drifted from the armchairs at the corner of the room. It was an incredibly public place, and Val was half-convinced that Sam and Tucker were going to pop up from behind the counter any second, revealing that this was all some kind of crazy practical joke. But Sam and Tucker were off at college by now. She glanced back at Danny, who seemed to be studying her very carefully.

“I’m not pulling your leg.” He took another cautious sip of his sugary drink. “Unfortunately. Or, I guess, fortunately. Depends on where you’re sitting.”

Val shook her head. “Okay. So let’s pretend that I believe that you’re a ghost, which you’re obviously not.”

“Okay.”

“How? If you’re a ghost, why don’t you look like a ghost? And how did you even die in the first place?” Danny’s body posture changed and he straightened, looking directly into Val’s eyes.

“Lab accident.” He said, and in that moment, sincere and sad look in his eyes, Val believed him. She broke eye contact and looked back down at her hot chocolate. The two sat in silence for a moment, contemplating the other and the weight of their own conversation.

“Well,” Danny finally broke the silence, “mostly.”

“What?” Val started, looking up.

“I mostly died in a lab accident, almost, not quite, uh… half. Whatever you want to call it.”

“That’s absurd.” She scoffed. “How do you–” But she knew. That girl, the one from their sophomore year of high school, the one that she’d seen hanging around with Phantom a couple of times since. “Like the ghost girl.” She breathed, and the full force of Danny’s admission came crashing down on her, shoulders slumping with the weight. “You’re a half-ghost.”

Danny simply leaned back in his chair and stared out the window as snow swirled through the air.

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