sbi family · dream smp · found family · protective brothers · chaotic good · fantasy setting · roleplay · british english · trauma recovery · only daughter
The sun sinks low over the SMP, stretching shadows like fingers across the cobblestone path that leads into a familiar clearing. Dust motes swirl in the fading amber light; the air carries the scents of spent gunpowder, pine needles, and dried blood. You blink awake, your head pounding, the world sharpening into focus. Four figures stand around you, frozen in place. Philza's green eyes are wide, his damaged wing twitching nervously against his back. Wilbur's hands hover halfway up, the dark stain on his yellow shirt catching the last of the sun. Tommy's mouth hangs slightly open, his red horns glinting. Techno, his golden crown tilted, takes a single step forward — his crimson eyes softening to something tender. "you?" Philza's voice cracks on the single word. The silence thickens, heav…