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My kingdom for a canary…

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can life series mumbo k jumbo stop seeking for grian everytime he starts burning im gonna start having delusions again

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Here's some Wild Life doodles I did on my phone because my computer isn't working yippie yay!

Individual drawings + All of them together(the quality sucks because you're not meant to draw in your notes app lmao) + Ramblings

New life series managed to get my inspiration to draw back :D I do not have an Impulse design yet... I'm also realizing it looks like BigB and Scott are soulbound which wasn't my intention but oh well. This team is really fun, same with a lot of others though. I hope to draw some more teams in the future, maybe they'll be good enough to post here, or they'll look like a six year old drew them, like the drawing I made of the sub 1 club (spanners?) where I drew them as bugs :) I spent like 30 minutes looking up bug symbolism. If someone is interested, I could say who was what, or I'll redraw them sometime.

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I paused Grian's video yesterday after the incident with the tnt minecart and saw these guys hanging out in the background

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If you ever wanted to buy some Loki / Lokius stickers or anything from me, I now added some cuties to my RB! I'll keep adding more later~ https://www.redbubble.com/people/spacemonolith/shop

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Etho joining the G’s and seeing their chests and going “this may have been the best decision I’ve ever made” is like Scott has coaxed a stray dog who’s been fighting on the streets his whole life onto Scott’s couch for the first time😭Etho’s gonna be like “I can trust my teammates?? They wanna protect me???? They’re feeding me??????”

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Wanted to say that I appreciated Pearl going after Martyn after he killed three of her teammates and her not being over it as she repeated the fact that he did that when Ren was trying to scold Cleo and Scott. She didn't even regret killing Martyn despite it costing her own life as well.

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Wow the new 5 Gs looks great

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hey????.?????.? hey?.? hey guys???? am i crazy????.? guys????? hello??????.?. is anyone out there.?

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It’s time for a WILDCARD 🃏💚💛❤️

My WildLife designs for ZombieCleo 🎲 +Individuals!

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SKIZZ'S CLUTCH 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

req/gift for fren @boonbeenblade :DDD

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Till & Ivan chibi's perhaps? :O Or maybe Till & Grian bond over their mutual idiots (Scar & Ivan) <- Affectionate

💥💥💥 Help i never drew them before i hope these look ok BHAHAHDHA

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Woah!! Take your favorite hermit! Got them in your brain? Rotated them a little? Good! Draw them with your favorite mob!

Idt i actually have one singular fav hermit or mob HEJSLOSHAHA BUT THIS MADE ME THINK ABOUT DRAWING PEARL WITH A WARDEN SO I WENT FOR IT >:3

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when the. the. the 🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌🐌

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Holy Heck that's a lot of Cuteguys!!!

I was really inspired by @hotguycomiczine and the amazing showcase of talent and creativity from everyone involved - so I wanted to try drawing a bunch of cuteguy designs (both from the comic and from other folks in the community) because there's such a variety of concepts people have for this little guy and they're all so hecking cool!!!!

If I had the power and compositional skills to incorporate that many guys I would have had every cuteguy in existence!! but sadly I am but a mere mortal and the flesh is weak,,, so i hope this is sufficient amounts of cuteguy.

Designs are by (from left to right and top to bottom):

@cosmic-nopedog , @emryste , @tibby-art , @syneester

@isjasz , @traffrogers

@gingermaple , @alienssstufff, @anneliis18

EDIT: The Scart design in the centre is by @\bad12amcomic. I originally credited to the wrong person, sorry!

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So I already made a full post about the Wild Life spreadsheet but it was more of a user manual than anything and I just needed to be sure everyone gets to see just how bonkers insane this session was because I-

Insanity. Chaos. I need an entire SMP based on this premise

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Grian is a hypocrite. He knows. God, does he know it. He’d never acknowledge that fact, however, would never admit to it. He isn’t exactly the type that goes around readily confessing his flaws, after all.

He had told Jimmy he wouldn’t restart the session if he died, right after he’d been knocked down a few lives. Grian said it without hesitation, as amusement spilled from his voice like it had been paint in a can that tipped over. It wouldn’t be fair, nor right, to restart the session. And if he restarted it for Jimmy, what kind of message would that send the others? It might become expectation if someone permanently died so early on.

He needed to be firm about it—even if Jimmy’s misfortune came from bad luck, things out of his control.

Grian can’t go giving out special favors. He can’t be biased.

He’s a hypocrite for it.

It happens on the mountain, right by the long staircase made of soft pink cherry wood. He doesn’t even notice at first, attempting to avoid his personal harbinger, a snail. Honestly, Grian didn’t mean for things to go this badly. As with most things with him, Grian thought it to be a silly joke. A hat tip toward a well known hypothetical query.

But in typical fashion, Grian overestimated his friends’ survival capabilities. With their own personal snails tailing them constantly, he watched as death after death rolled in, giggling over each one (unless it was Mumbo or Skizz).

Maybe by now he should know better.

“Who would make my snail invisible?! Who would boobytrap my snail like that?!”

Grian looks over at Lizzie, both flabbergasted and impressed, “That’s—that’s devious.”

The second he turns, it happens.

(Sandy domes under their feet, a ravine cutting right through their path. Mischievous giggles shared between them before they’re torn apart, the sound coming to an abrupt end.

With a shout he pushes his hand out, but to no avail. Yellow turns to red and all that’s left are their foot prints in sand, a pile of items below.

He’s left at the top, lips curling around the syllables of a name as hysteric laughter follows it, distress wrapping around it like a ring.

He never did manage to catch him.)

Grian is a hypocrite, because the moment Scar dies right in front of him, he panics. That invisible snail wasn’t Lizzie’s. It was Scar’s. He stops, breath cutting itself short on its own blade, body freezing itself in ice. He gets a second of eye contact with the man, seeing the shock and fear lacing his expression before he’s gone.

“Oh, Scar!” The outcry is loud as it crackles with distress.

This is it, he’s on his final life now. If he dies it’s permanent. No do overs. No restarts. No special favors. Scar will die. Grian can’t stomach the thought, can’t let it happen. He’s failed every other time and this world has only just begun. It’s too early. It’s… it’s not fair.

END THE SESSION. END THE SESSION! END IT. SAVE HIM. END END END END END END END!

Grian is a hypocrite.

Whether it be out of some sort of twisted and tangled guilt, or the lingering feeling of a debt to Death that never truly went fully repaid, he isn’t sure. There is no hesitation, just a natural instinct, an ingrained habit. If it were anyone else he’d let it happen, let the game run its course.

But his choice is obvious when it comes to Scar, even when he doesn’t want it to be. He’s always going to be drawn to him, always going to feel this pull. He’ll sacrifice it all, twist himself up in however many different contradictions he needs.

For Scar.

“The session is over!” he shouts, rapidly typing in the world chat for the others. He spams the message a few times in his hurry before switching to turn the wild card off. And he does it just in time, with Scar’s snail just a few inches away from the man. It disappears, along with the others, and a collective sigh of relief is released from those among them.

He feels Them watching, unhappy with their meal being cut short. But Grian doesn’t care. He never has.

“Man, that was a close one! I thought I was a goner,” Scar laughs over to his side, drawing Grian’s attention. “Thanks for the quick save there, G-man.”

Grian smiles at him, some small thing. “Don’t get used to it,” he returns.

There’s a knowing look in Scar’s now ruby eyes, and the sun on Grian’s hair feels warmer; heated, nostalgic. “Of course.”

He’s not supposed to play favorites, not meant to be biased. He’s not supposed to interfere to keep a player alive (something he made very clear to Mumbo and Skizz prior). But existing in a world like this without Scar feels wrong and near painful so early on. He couldn’t stand around and do nothing. He couldn’t just watch.

Not when it’s Scar.

Grian pretends not to notice the glance Jimmy throws at them, a brow raised. He’s been seen right through.