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L'Manberg The Musical - Act 1 Chapter 2: A People's Nation [DREAMSMP]

With no further delay, we’re so excited and proud to present Chapter 2: Part 1, A People’s Nation! The seed of revolution is sprouting, as a ragtag group of misfits gather around their common ideals: life, liberty, and the pursuit of victory. Maybe all of this is familiar, maybe all of it is new - no matter how long you've been with us, we encourage you to sit back enjoy the show. The production team consisted of 190+ members, and a thriving community server on discord. This Chapter contains 3 original songs, and is fully illustrated in an animatic style. Please be aware that this chapter contains swearing and mild flashing colors, and it is recommended that you wear headphones. Please visit our website to learn more and support the team: https://www.lmanbergthemusical.com

L'Manberg: The Musical

4 months ago

Wilbur: Eret? Eret: Hey Will! How's it going? Anything new? Wilbur: Nothing really my friend, unless you count brewing potions in a Van as being new. But that's normal when you're friends with TommyInnit. Eret: Yeah… sounds like Tommy. Both: [Laugh.] Wilbur: But, um… this time, there's more. This time not-so-ordinary. Eret: What would that entail, if I do ask? Wilbur: Nations Eret, we're starting a nation. Eret: Woah, woah wo- a nation?! Wilbur: Yes, a nation, Eret. And, I'd… I'd like you to joi
n us. After all, Dream is a bit of a wrong 'un. Tommy'd say that, wouldn't he. Wilbur: [Laughs.] Eret: Yeah, that sounds like Tommy. Look, here's the thing: Why wouldn't I join your nation? All of us, against Mr. Tyrant Dream… What I wouldn't kill to join that, and be on the right side of history. Our side of history. Wilbur: I thought I just saw you on his peacekeeping force? Eret: Who's to say a guy couldn't change sides? After all, he does take things way too far… And he isn't too kind to me,
or you guys. Wilbur: This nation was created for people wronged by Dream. I mean, being in the potion business does happen to create governmental discourse. Eret: I mean, that's what you're doing. I'm sure whatever government Dream has does outlaw potions, but all of you aren't just being attacked over potions. Wilbur: It's discriminatory! I mean- not really. But he just doesn't like us. Eret: Tyrants never want people that think for themselves, and how they get rid of those free-thinkers makes
it even worse. Wilbur, you shouldn't bend to Dream's tyrannic will, and you shouldn't become the tyrant yourself. Which is the problem with all leaders of new countries, but not you, Wilbur, I'm just saying this because I don't want that to happen to you. Wilbur: It won't, trust that one thing about me. Eret: I trust almost all you say, I can still be apprehensive, can't I? Wilbur: Never a chance not to. Maybe I should show you to the van. Eret: Oh, I'd love to see your infamous van. Winston: W
ilbur! The potion brewing is going great! No complications to our business so far. Eret: Potions? Wilbur: Great news, Winston, absolutely fantastic. But, ah, about that. Winston: Yes? Wilbur: I've noticed that Dream's treated everyone here in my Camarvan like dirt. There have been huge injustices, you know. Eret: I know. Wilbur: And- and I believe it's time Dream sees why he shouldn't treat us this way. Edora: So a good old fashioned revolution, you say? Wilbur: Yes. Yes. A revolution. Winston:
Time to get our revenge against Dream. Wilbur: Viva La Revolution, my friends. Tommy: Wilbur! Looks like you'd picked up more people to help us with the potions. Wilbur: Tommy, this isn't about the potions. Tommy: What are you talking about? Wilbur: No more drugs, no more potions. [Bottles break.] I think we should carry on with that plan. Tommy: Are you serious? I mean… This is a pretty sweet setup! Wilbur: Have you noticed how some of our members have gone… …missing? Tommy: What? I mean… Yeah.
[Wilbur snaps.] [Ty falls over.] Wilbur: I've done a bit of research after hearing about this, privately. And Dream, he's the man behind all of it. And I've seen how that green-cloaked bastard treats you and Tubbo, the rest of our men. Everyone here has either been arrested, harassed, humiliated, or worse by him and his friends. Tommy: Well, yeah, that's obvious, Dream's a wrong 'un. Wilbur: So we should unite! I don't want you or anyone else to go after him alone. Tommy: But I wouldn't have, I
'm not- Wilbur: Yes, you would, TommyInnit, You would, and you have, and you could've gotten yourself killed! Eret: I don't think we met before. I'm Eret, and I know you're Tommy. Tommy: Of course you know my name when you first come to camp. Eret: I didn't hear what you said, Tommy. Tommy: Uh… er, nothing, nothing, big man. What's important is that you're joining the right side! Dream sucks! Am I right, or am I right? Eret: [Chuckles.] Yeah, he kinda does. Tommy: Of course I'm right, big man! O
h, I hate you. I hate you already. Tubbo: Looks like we've missed ya, what's your name? Edora: I'm Edora. Eret: You'd think Dream would know that punishing crimes so harshly only makes people more restless. A revolution was inevitable. Wilbur: You're expecting too much from him. First he'd have to understand that other people don't just exist to obey and praise him. Eret: Ah, yes, people shrink away from him on the streets, but they're really saying "we admire you so much, Dream!" Wilbur: Exactl
y, exactly. I'm glad you understand. Eret: What a way to live. Tommy: Tubbo, stop it! You can't just- go through my chests! Tubbo: I'm getting materials to make the thing. Tommy: You- You can't just steal! Tubbo: But you steal all- Tommy: It's different when you're taking from me! Stop it! I will stab you! Tubbo: I didn't actually take anything, you don't have what I'm looking for. Eret: They're… good friends? Wilbur: Too good, if you ask me. Mischievous gremlins. Eret: Ah. Good for them… I gues
s. Wilbur: Stab threats are pretty frequent. We love them for it. Tommy: Please get out of my chests, Tubbo. Tubbo: Okay, TommyInnit. I am leaving now. Goodbye. Eret: Ah, okay. I see it now. Wilbur: Humble beginnings For a nation to grow strong. Humble notes For a symphony's first song. Don the coats, And don the sashes in red. We must be war ready, We must take a stand. Don the pride Of a nation's first climb To the top. We're gonna be on top. Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't
stop Until L'Manberg is free. Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. Tommy: Wilbur! It was just you and me, But you've got ambition, And you've got me! And let's be fair, you know- The other dudes are fine- But you've got TommyInnit! There's just nothing better in sight, haha! Eret: I'll build the walls, I can build a nation, I can knight myself a king of revelations. You may not know me, Not brother by blood, But I can be your brother In revolutionary
flood. Tubbo: Somehow I always get tied up In Tommy's messy games. But for once I think that we might Have something to gain… A nation for the people, A state for camaraderie! A place where we can come together… A place to be free. Ensemble: Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. Ensemble: [Humming.] Ensemble: [Humming.] Tommy: Augh, a child? Seriously? Tubbo: You say tha
t like we're not fairly young ourselves. Tommy: Tubbo, stop-- stop it-- we're big men, Tubbo! So incredibly powerful-- Wilbur: Shut up, children, you'll scare away your playmate. Eret: We wouldn't want that to happen. Wilbur: Sorry about them, they're very loud. You look lost. Do you need a place to stay? Fundy: I'm not really lost…? Uh… This is… kinda where I live. Wilbur: Oh. Whoops. Fundy: Do you have any steak? I'm hungry. Tommy: He can't have any of my food. Eret: Tommy, be nice. He's a los
t and hungry child. Wilbur: You let your meat rot, Tommy, we're not giving him yours. Eret: You could occasionally attempt to be nice too, Wilbur. Wilbur: Ugh… Eret: What's your mother's name? Maybe we can find her. Fundy: Her name is Sally. But… She's far upstream right now, so you probably won't find her. Wilbur: Sally… Sally…? Fundy: You know my mom? Wilbur: Yeah, you could… you could say that. Did your mom ever talk about someone called Wilbur? Fundy: Hmm… oh, yeah! He was tall and pretty an
d had the best voice in the world, or something…? Mama really missed his music. Why? Tommy: Pretty?! Wilbur: Um. Well. How would you like to hear the best voice in the world? Eret: Huh. I knew that was coming and somehow I still wasn't prepared. Tommy and Tubbo: WHAT?! Fundy: You're saying that… you're Wilbur? Can you… could you sing? Just to prove it. Wilbur: I would like nothing better. But first, guess what? You're the first natural-born citizen of L'Manberg! Fundy: What…? Wilbur: We accident
ally built our walls around your home. That makes you the first natural-born citizen of L'Manberg. Fundy: Does that mean I'm special? I can… I can stay? Wilbur: Yes. If you want to. You can be stuck here with us. Fundy: [Laughs.] Good. Tommy: Wilbur, this sounds like a Commitment with a capital C! Wilbur: So is L'Manberg. He's my son, Tommy. We're not leaving him to Dream. Fundy: You can't leave either! It's… It's your home now, too. Wilbur: Of course, little fox. L'Manberg is my-- [Fundy laughs
.] Wilbur: our place for peace. Fundy: L'Manberg… You still have to sing for me! Wilbur: First, I have to sing our anthem. It's everything we stand for, little fox, so listen closely… Eret: You know you have to provide for him now, protect him. Wilbur: Yeah. In addition to everyone else. If Tommy doesn't murder him, it'll be a miracle. Eret: I'll come running if he screams. Wilbur: Please do. [Both laugh.] Ugh, Eret, What am I gonna do? I don't even know his name! Eret: Frankly, I have no idea.
But I'll be here for you. We can take it day by day. Wilbur: [Sighs.] Yeah, I guess we will. Thank you. Eret: Of course. Wilbur: I asked. His name is Fundy. Eret: See? That wasn't so hard, was it? Wilbur: Don the coat, Don the sash and seal, You'll never know what the future will reveal. My son of the revolution- My boy, My little champion… Fundy: I'm gonna stand tall, Stand for what's right! Prove that my mom Wasn't some fleeting night… Foxes are cunning, And foxes are sly, And I'm gonna be imp
ortant! Gonna be an ally… Ensemble: Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. [Humming.] Wilbur: Forever the nation of the DreamSMP have cast great sins upon our great land of the hot dog van. They have robbed us. Imprisoned us. Threatened us. Killed many of our men. This time of tyranny ends with us. This book declares that the nation which shall henceforth be known as L'Man
berg, is separate, emancipated, and independent from the nation of the DreamSMP. The union of the masters of men. Together, we are one. When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one to dissolve the bonds which bind us. Disregarding of this truth is nothing short of tyranny. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal. The right of the people exists above the right of the king. The right of the government. And the right of the economy. From the hot do
g van, we shall prevail. Life, Liberty, And the pursuit of victory. Wilbur: Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. Ensemble: Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. Life, liberty, And the pursuit of victory, We won't stop Until L'Manberg is free. [Humming.] Wilbur: Alright, men. We are L'Manberg, and we are now free. Tommy: Pogchamp! Eret: I can't imagine he's going to take that well. Tubbo: I literally could no
t care less. Fundy: YEAH! Tommy: We're just built different! Wilbur: Can I offer you all a ballad to commemorate this most momentous evening? Tommy: No no no no, I'm not sitting through another of your stupid operas again. It's probably 29 verses of pure torture! Wilbur: That ballad was 31 verses, and it bopped! I hate you, child. Tommy: IT AB-SO-LUTE-LY SUCKED! AND SO DO YOU! Eret: I'm sorry, I'm heading off as well. I'm sure Fundy would love to hear you, though-- He adores you. Fundy: No, Eret
, why have you done this, why-- Eret: Too late! Don't worry, Wilbur will tuck you in just the way you like it. Fundy: Dad, please forget this ever happened. Wilbur: You like being tucked in, my little champion? [Laughs.] That's news to me. Fundy: No! No, I hate it, and I don't know why Eret thinks that! Wilbur: Look what I've got~ Wilbur: This was a lullaby Phil used to sing to me, a… well, a long time ago. I'll switch it up a bit just for you, my little champion. Wilbur: Sleep, my son, A fox in
the woods. It's dark outside, So sleep as you should. As you slumber The night will fall away, And you'll be safe. You'll be safe. Sleep, my son, A fox by the brook, The water will still run, And the salmon will swim in the midnight sun. As you dream, The sun will make it's way, And you'll be safe. You'll be safe. Sleep, my son, A fox in my campsite, The war wages on, But you're safe inside these sacred walls. As you grow up, We'll make a new day Where you'll be safe. You'll be safe In the land
that we've made. [Humming.] Fundy: Awww. Wilbur, your voice is amazing! Wilbur: Awww. Fundy, I would die for you. Maybe we should have you head off to bed. Fundy: I [yawn] am not tired. Wilbur: Sure, sure, your eyes are pretty much closed. Fundy: I'm not though. [Yawns.] Wilbur: Of course he acts like me, my little champion. Wilbur: I bet tomorrow will be a big day for us all. Fundy… Sleep well. [The door closes.] Immie: Hey, down here. Excuse me! Mr. Wastaken? Sapnap: Can't you see we're busy,
idiot? Dream: What is it? What is this? [Dream reads the Declaration.] [Laughs.] Dream: Well, well, well, Loverboy… If that's how you wanna do things. So be it. Wilbur: "Declaration of War." "Sometimes you just gotta kill some people sometimes ya know." "- Sun Tzu." "DreamSMP declares war on L'Manberg." "Joint resolution by Punz, Sapnap, and Dream." Tommy: Give me that! Fundy: Dream's… Dream's the bad guy. Tubbo: Surely not… Tommy: They would. You were there when Sapnap shot me, you know Dream
blew up my front yard as a threat, you know-- well, you know they're wrong 'uns, all of them. Wilbur: Of course they would. Dream can't handle anyone trying to get out from under his thumb. Tommy: Aw, come on! Are we big men or not? Tommy: We're citizens of L'Manberg, the best country ever! That green prick could never destroy us, not when we fight in the spirit of L'Manberg! Wilbur: Tommy! Our first law is no armor! We're not fighting. We can't become Dream. Tommy: Have a carrot, Wilbur, calm y
ourself. Eret: Let's hear him out, General Wilbur. Ensemble: We win with our words, Our War Winning Words… Tommy: They stutter, Shudder, And fall at our utterance, Mere mutterance Of “wall” And “tower”! Tower! Ensemble: Tower our powers in towers! Tommy: 'Cause they are so tall. Tommy: “Fence”! Ensemble: The fence defends, as we build our “wall”s, Tommy: Our walls! We win with our words, we win with locutions! We win with “Viva La Revolution”! It brews our rebellion, it's our solution to… Ensemb
le: Fight-! Tommy: Institutions! Ensemble: Bar-! Tommy: Retribution! Ensemble: Spark-! Tommy: Revolutions! Bring resolution! And in conclusion! When all is said and done- Ensemble: This war will be won with- Tommy: Words. Tommy: We win with our words, Our War Winning Words! What they don't know can't hurt them, So be sure that they've heard Tommy: “Photosynthesis”! Ensemble: And all their arrows miss! Tommy: We yell “Syllable”!!! Ensemble: And suddenly we're unkillable! Tommy: “Press-down”. Tomm
y: There- there's a hyphen in between, so it's really just one- like, a SINGLE one of our War Winning Words. Ensemble: Our words, our words Tommy: Our War Winning Words. Ensemble: Words, words, words, Words, words, words. Tommy: Wall, Tower, Fence, Photosynthesis and syllable, Press down, Down, down, down, down. Ensemble: Wall, Tower, Fence, Photosynthesis and syllable, Press down, Down, down, down, down. Tommy: We win with our words, Our War Winning Words! PVP is off in our country, So we win w
ith our words. Tommy: Emancipate and proclaimate And arm the proletariat Tommy: With adjectives and verbiage, An all new independent state! Tommy: Positive, prerogative, Cuz we'll show you what knowledge is! Tommy: Shooting down your offensive, Our battle strat provocative! Ensemble: Wall, Tower, Fence, Photosynthesis and syllable, Press down, press down, Press down, Down, down. Down, down, down. Tommy: We win with our words, Our words, our words, You wanna take over this land-za? Then listen to
this stanza Tommy: of our words! Ensemble: Our words, our words! Our war winning words! Ensemble: Our words, our words! Tommy: Our war winning words. Ensemble: Down with your forests and down with your cities, Down, down, down. Down with your forests and down with your cities, Down, down, down. Down with your forests and down with your cities, Eret: Revelations. Down with your forests and down with your cities, Down, down, down.

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