Recently I wondered if Max could become a counselor in the CC. Even after much thought I couldn't find an answer to this. I would like to know your opinion.

hes so gay for david PLEASEEEEE ahahahaha gay cultist

For me, it was when my brother found a video on it shorts of "Better Than You" being sung by a FNAF character (I forgot who it was, I don't watch or associate with FNAF) He looked up the song and found CC. This was before WFLT came out, so we watched up to the end of season 4 (on our own times) to "St Campbell's Day." I watched it on yt, you know when it was still on there? I kinda dropped the show after that for like a few years, like 2 or 3, bc I thought the show was over. Then, after those few years, my brother found the EXACT same video. I didn't even have to look it up after that bc I remembered the show. I rewatched the whole show, what I wouldn't give to watch CC for the first time again, and this is when WFLT came out. I watched that episode actually maybe a few days after I finished up to "St Campbell's Day" bc of reasons that I forgot. That's when I started getting into the fandom, fanfiction, the sub, fanart, ships, etc.

Anyway, that's my CC story. What's yours?

With the shut-down of Rooster Teeth, Season fives random ending, ect. Is there anyway possible to get any more of the show greenlit?

I know there's like no similarities between them and that they've never interacted before in the show but the idea is pretty wholesome

Besides I'm pretty sure Cute Waitress would be a great older sister

A lot of people are going to say season 2 episode 12 parents day for that one scene of max crying being the most emotional but I’ll say it’s season 4 episode 12 the forest was the most emotional cuz like we always knew that David had mental problems but we never seen it in screen until the forest episode when we see the tragic side of David and let’s be honest here none of you can’t tell me that the Wolf sacrificing itself to save David was not sad like come on now.

blaurrgghh ilysm Daniel bbg mwah ❤️❤️❤️ stupid poopy idiot drank his own poison and fucking became lactose intolerant noooo💔💔

Just binge watched the series and David it's my favorite character from afar, you just have to see "The Forest" 🔥

IMPORTANT NOTE. - Since I know English poorly, the fanfic was written in another language and translated through Google translator. So there may be errors in the text and some moments may have a different meaning due to the translation. I apologize for this.

Vera stepped out of the doors of an old bus, which probably dated back to the Khrushchev era. Immediately, her nose was hit by the smell of roadside dust raised by the bus from the local dirt road. From this smell, somewhere deep in Vera's soul, a spark of sadness ignited. There was the same smell when she was taken away from here. She set off. She walked along the old fences. The warm wind gently stroked her hair, white as birch bark, in a motherly way. It and the smell of autumn leaves it brought calmed the fire that was ready to flare up in Vera's soul. She stopped at one of the fences. At first glance, it was the same as all the others. Except that it was a little more lopsided than the others. Behind it was a yard overgrown with tall grass and an old house with boarded up shutters. And when she looked at it, Vera's heart sank. After all, she once lived in this house. That carefree time now seemed so far away. Vera stood by the fence for a while longer and then went on. She would come back here. But first she needed to visit someone. After walking another 50 meters she came to a small crossroads where three pickle roads came together. She turned left. Her goal was not far away. The village was left behind, now on both sides of the road there was only a wild field covered with various grasses. The wind playfully swayed these grasses. And from the side it seemed that this was a bizarre green-and-silty sea with constantly emerging waves. But Vera had no time for it now, she approached a small grove surrounded by a fence.It was an old village cemetery. Here, among the oaks and birches, stood wooden crosses, concrete obelisks and stone tombstones. Here, somewhere on the left, Vera had to find one grave she needed. She walked slowly, reading the names. Fifteen or twenty minutes passed when she reached a red concrete obelisk with an iron five-pointed star on top and surrounded by a low and simple iron fence. Such were usually erected for soldiers who fought in the Great Patriotic War. But this obelisk was clearly newer than all the others. The paint on it had not yet faded and only a little rust covered the star. Vera did not notice all these details. Because she found the one she was looking for. "Alexander Nikolaevich Berezov" was written on the obelisk. Vera opened the gate of the small fence. Her heart was pounding hard. Entering, she froze like a gross statue. Her blue eyes looked at the small round black and white photograph hanging above the name. It showed a young, round-faced soldier with neatly trimmed blond hair and a slight smile on his face. Vera quietly said, as if she was afraid of scaring someone. -Hello, Grandpa - Tears began to flow from her eyes. Over the past few years, Vera had created an image for herself: strong, cold, a little cruel, and impenetrable. It was born as a defense in the ballet school, and later it proved itself very well in espionage work. Everyone knew her in this image, and she did everything to preserve it. But at that moment, clutching a bouquet of wild flowers, this image fell from her. The funeral man under the obelisk was the only person close to her. She could be sincere in front of him. Vera knelt down and began to tidy up the grave. Pulling out the weeds that grew between the small stones that covered the ground around the grave, Vera poured out her soul. She talked about her loneliness, bullying, and humiliation at the ballet boarding school. About how the girls she made friends with passed her on to knock her out of the competition, how she was kicked out of the ballet school because of them, and much more. Vera, having received a chance to speak out, felt better. At the end, when she was pulling out the last stems, she was already completely calm. The long-term burden of everything unspoken had suddenly left her shoulders. Now she stood next to a clean and tidy grave with a sense of logic in her soul.

• Thank you for listening to me, Grandpa -

With these words, she laid a bouquet of wild flowers on the grave. Grandpa raised her from an early age. Her parents abandoned her after she was born because they wanted to have a luxurious life in another country. Therefore, although Grandpa was quite old by that time, he took her in. The guardianship authorities initially gave him guardianship over the little granddaughter. But Alexander Nikolaevich was a determined man of iron will. And he got his way. All the years she lived here in this godforsaken village were the happiest in her life. How many wonderful memories these lands gave her. Long mushroom picking trips, one of which she and Grandpa stayed too long and they had to spend the night in the forest. Autumn picking of apples and pears that grew in abundance on the trees on their plot. And evening gatherings. When Grandpa told her about his service in intelligence and his numerous business trips. And after the stories he took the guitar and sang. With his strong voice. And all this was interrupted in an instant. Vera would like to erase from her memory that day when she came home in the evening and saw her grandfather lying motionless on the floor. All subsequent events were preserved in her memories as if in some kind of Fog. The hustle and bustle, a quick crowd of different people, a funeral, social workers, a big brown car and a small room in an orphanage. The day of her grandfather's death was a turning point in the Peak of her life. But Vera wanted to think about it. She dreamed of how she would someday return here, fix her grandfather's house and be able to spend at least a few weeks a year here. A cow mooed in the distance in the village. Vera glanced at her watch. The bus was coming soon. It was time for her to go.

• Goodbye, grandfather, thank you for everything! - She said, casting a last glance at the grave and went to the village.

So here’s me attempting the CC art style again, as I actually DRAW Daniel in it instead of my own, uhhhhhhh YEAHAHAHAHA I really enjoyed doodling this goober, SO PLEASE ASK QUESTIONS !!! I love answering them <3 (Also Ostin has an Aussie accent/Daniel mimicked an Aussie accent so it’s harder to tell it’s him in disguise, like how he can LITERALLY mimic Davids voice)

(Correct me if tag is wrong) I saw others posting their Gacha designs of them, I recently got into Gacha and made them. Gwen’s design is post-season 5! What do you think of them?

Vera. A calculating and cold-blooded spy professional but at the same time she is ready to take risks to complete the mission. She does not allow people to see weakness in her. No one except one person. The only one who treats her with warmth and love. The one who did not raise her from a young age. The one who was too old to be with her more time. Her Grandfather.

I've wanted to do something like this for a long time. I really like to think through and create interesting characters. Vera is the character through whom I got acquainted with Camp Camp. And I decided to gradually make her a deeper and more multifaceted character.

Erin is in C tier next up Nikki!

https://preview.redd.it/8w0ef562743e1.jpg?width=1521&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bd15f1c44b745dcdaf5da00602d1d215a1ac73f1

The idea is pretty simple I give you a character, and you vote on which tier they go in.

Disclaimer: do NOT start drama if a character you like is not in the tier you want.

This is all in good fun and shouldn't be taken that seriously,

I'm not doing this in any particular order but lmk If you have specific order you'd recommend !

Where can I watch this peacock only has the first two seasons

Dolph is in B tier next up Erin!

https://preview.redd.it/sfeuwpogyj2e1.jpg?width=1728&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ec34bc8ef44affb7354a54ff9cedfed0ad2a6958

https://preview.redd.it/uquaesogyj2e1.jpg?width=343&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=332fdeedb8989cbdeb2649043efd1eb3066163ab

The idea is pretty simple I give you a character, and you vote on which tier they go in.

Disclaimer: do NOT start drama if a character you like is not in the tier you want.

This is all in good fun and shouldn't be taken that seriously,

I'm not doing this in any particular order but lmk If you have specific order you'd recommend !

Pikman has been put in E. next up, dolph!

https://preview.redd.it/lxv5bo12ja2e1.jpg?width=1723&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1b2277ec8a8ee7cf89c8011b287314ce0e121e3a

https://preview.redd.it/ou457n12ja2e1.jpg?width=142&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=367ef773beffa16c94d4926f865406d886144657

The idea is pretty simple I give you a character, and you vote on which tier they go in.

Disclaimer: do NOT start drama if a character you like is not in the tier you want.

This is all in good fun and shouldn't be taken that seriously,