#does grumbot have a tag? he does now

[hermitcraftheadcanons]

While Grumbot Prime spends a lot of time thinking up good 'random' combinations of the words in the content generator to make people do weird things on camera, the original Grumbot prefers making weird simulations and then making screenshot photobashing art out of the weird simulations. The art is AI-typical surrealist madness, made out of already weird situations like abruptly turning part of the simulated universe into a Grumbot-themed Space Invaders.

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So I decided to go back to my Hunger AU animation project thing and just ... *sigh* Some of the stuff I started working on does not fit with the timeline, but I want to like. Show off the ideas because I think they're cool. Both of these are unfinished. I may do something with them one day, but they don't fit in the project now because timeline shenanigans.

(tagging @definitelynotshouting because it's their AU and I think they'll probably want to see these even if they don't fit the timeline and are unfinished, because they're always super happy for stuff for their AU.)

Empires season 2 Joel staring at Limited Life Bad Boy glasses, thinking of Grian. The problem? Limited Life hasn't happened. I'm going to have to think of another Grian-related thing to show Joel is worried about Grian.

Mumbo and the Mumbo-summoning-circle turned into a Grian-summoning-circle. The problem? Grian made the Mumbo-summoning-circle around Feb 2023, but in Hunger AU he left Hermitcraft around the end of September/beginning of October in 2022. Maybe Grumbot can be a replacement for this? Not sure yet.

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My good friend Fantom made me realize that like,,, yall probably have no idea what is going on in my au at all

And I apologize for that! I get so involved in my own mind that I forget to actually make informational posts

So below I'm writing some info about my au and the characters in them!! :D Focusing on the 'main cast' which are the protags of my fic Fresh Life!

and also I will touch upon the recent shiping ive been doing of the characters

As for my other au, it kinda stems from that first one, but it is a Next Generation AU. I'm currently writing a fic for it, and the premise of the au as a whole is quite simple: the (mostly) cannonical kids of the hermits and lifers grown up and having their own adventures! <3 I'm a sucker for Next Gen aus, and this adoration started back in my MLP days lmao The au follows Hermes (Empires 2), Tiny Tom (Empires 2), Grumbot (HC 7), Jrumbot (HC7), and Jeremy Jr. (SOS smp) in their lives as young adults, exploring their friendships and their familial relationships, and my fic Fresh Life (name derived from the term Fresh Meat) follows them experiencing their first Life Series together, with the return of the Boogeyman and a new Canary :3 I'm currently writing Chapter 1 and I'm writing it in 'Sessions', so each chapter will be the span of 1 mc session, roughly. I have multiple tags for this but the main ones are #next gen au and #project fresh life!

Description from a previous ask ^^^

This au and fic (and future Empires based fic) follows the many fictional kids of the lifers, hermits, and emperors of the MCYT sphere I watch and fin entertaining, but I've adapted them so much to what I wanted that they very much like ocs to me ;w; but it feels weird to make them fully ocs because of how connected to the original world and characters they are in my mind and it makes me really sad to let go of all that to make them ocs of some kind.

I didn't inicially intend to ship any of them, cause I thought people would think I'm weird, and some probably do think that. But I'm doing it in the sense of character exploration, and imagining how they would act and feel in deeper connections and relationships (non romantic term)

Hermes and Grumbot to me are genuinely good friends, even best friends. Of course Hermes and Tom also are best friends, but that stems from the fact that they're siblings through Joel.

Hermes and Grumbot, to me, have a lot more possibility for a deeper connection than Jrumbot and Tom, because honestly Jrumbot and Tom know each other more because their brothers are friends than anything else, and so I started gravitating towards Hermes and Grumbot's friendship and relationship a lot more.

They are all friends and hang out whenever, along with the other characters that I haven't posted much about yet like Hillary, Jonn, Mandy Mane, etc. (but I will post about those more eventually)

They all care very much about each other, but to me Grumbot and Hermes in this AU are a lot closer than others. Hermes doesn't expect anything from Grumbot in the way that others might, so Grumbot is able to feel a lot less stress and relax a lot more around him. ( <- this is derived from the fact he was made with a purpose and then stored away when his efforts failed ) And Grumbot is very protective, in his own way, even if he's mean and murdery in the Life Series context he could and would drop everything to protect Hermes and the people he cares about.

I'm mostly just defending my character exploration now but yeah TwT it's late and idk what to do but I wanted to maybe clear some things up and provide some more insight into things

Also, for those that remember me saying Grumbot is aroace, that still applies!!!! I'm very much putting my own experience of aroaceness onto him and his deeper connection with Hermes does not negate that! I'm in a relationship too rn and I still identify as aroace, it's a spectrum, so i hope thats okay ;w;

[etraytin]

First Lines of Fic Game

First-lines-of-fic meme! Tagged by @beingatoaster!

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway

Whoo, it's been awhile since I did ten fic, but let me dip into the archives here. Most of what I've been writing lately is Minecraft stuff because it is kind of fun to play in a universe where all the physics are made up and the biology doesn't matter. Here we go! (I have decided to take the concept of "first lines" very liberally and go with sort of "first idea of the fic.")

Number 1: We Could Be Sleeping in the Flowers (Hermitcraft) It could be worse, Grian thought to himself as he grimly scaled the wall of his base to attach another few strands of glow lichen. He could have come down with much worse diseases.

Number 2: This Heart of Mine That's Guilty, Not Remorseful (Hermitcraft) “I’m sorry, Grumbot,” Father whispered, and Grumbot didn’t understand. In the darkness of predawn, his sensors could barely detect the small Player crouching under the screen that made up Grumbot’s “face.” Other Father did most of the maintenance on Grumbot, but he could sense the faint discomfort that was someone meddling with his interior components.

Number 3: After One or Two False Starts, I Believe We've Found Our Stride (Double Life) “So do you and Scott still have something going?” Tango asked one night.

Number 4: Do You Know How To Go To The Heaviside Layer? (Double Life) Pearl should’ve just ignored the noise from the forest. She had so much to do! Her precious doggies were well-fed for now, thanks to the meat rotting in Ren and BigB’s abandoned home, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still time for hunting!

Number 5: Set You Sailing From My Harbor (Double Life) Grian went to Scar in the first quiet moment he could find that first day, the first moment he was sure that the implacable attention of their audience was turned elsewhere.

Number 6: Put Out All Your Strength of Arm and Heart and Brain (Double Life) Pearl woke to the sound of Tilly barking. That was odd in itself, since Tilly rarely barked, but what could be bothering her inside their own base?

Number 7: I Hope You Blink Before I Do (Double Life) Pearl told herself that being alone wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t as though she needed a partner for a simple survival world anyway. She’d done this dance a thousand times on her own.

Number 8: Brick By Brick and Heart By Heart (Hermitcraft, Third Life) The swamp was peaceful at night, Grian thought. Maybe not all swamps but this one certainly was, just a little wedge of nature left tucked between Larry the Snail and the magical village.

Number 9: Isolated Cases (The West Wing) “Does my face look flushed to you?” Josh demanded.  “Well, you’ve been yelling for the past ten minutes, so...” Donna pointed out.  Josh frowned, leaning closer to his laptop. “No, I’m being serious. Do I look flushed to you? I feel hot.” 

Number 10: Cause Problems on Purpose (The Good Place, Untitled Goose Game) It was another perfect day in the Good Place, seventy degrees and sunny, no clouds, no bugs, and no pollution. Around a thousand years ago Janet had changed the neighborhood algorithm to allow for occasional rainy days and a month here and there of perfect summer, autumn or winter, but for the most part the Good Place was a world of beautiful late spring weather.

There's a real big jump in time there between numbers 8 and 9, because I basically didn't write at all after the start of the pandemic (except that one particular fic) until spring of 2022 when the writing bug bit again. Number 1 is a WIP that has been lingering for months now since my mom had her stroke and life got real weird again for awhile, but I'm planning on finishing it up very soon. There is more writing to be done!

Let's see, I'm gonna tag @smallblueandloud and @tanoraqui and @stars-inthe-sky and anybody else who wants to take a little walk down Fic Memory lane. It's fun!

[darkaviarymc]

writing patterns tag game

I was tagged by tagged by @quaranmine and it looked fun.

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern! (Some of them I did the first 2 lines bc the first line was three words and it felt weird)

1. Till You Call the Last Light Down

Grian kept running. 

Even as weak from starvation, blood loss, and sun deprivation as he was, he was quicker and lighter on his feet than his pursuers.

2. All the Perfect Moments are Wrong

The Grumbot Cave was dusty from disuse and filled with scattered chests and shulker boxes that had been neglected during Grian’s cleaning spree.

3. A Voidwalker's Lament

The smell is always the first thing Xisuma notices when it's about to happen.

4. Giving Clocks and Losing Time

Etho limped down to the farming room of the TIES base, clutching his bruised arm to his side.

5. The Last Stand

The sun set over a lifeless land as Scar surveyed the outer walls of the once abandoned military base he now called home.

6. A Scar by Any Other Name

Of course, it was Grian who asked. 

7. Worthless

Grian could hear the shouting from all the way up in the air as he flew over Scar's base. 

8 is suggestive and from a very NS/FW fic. 10 is also from an NS/FW fic but the opener isn't suggestive. I'm putting a read more here and I won't link the fics on this post. You can find them in the masterlist on my pinned if you want.

8. A Breath Too Far

Grian shuddered as slender, calloused hands trailed up his sides, then up his arms before coming to rest on his wrists that were bound above his head to the headboard of the bed.

Grian looked up from his place atop the highest brach of the tallest tree in the jungle at the flock of parrots that flew in circles around each other overhead.

9. Catch Me When I Fall

10. Redroom Rentals

It shouldn't have surprised him that Grian was being his typical disruptive self, but nevertheless, Mumbo was startled when he heard the whistle of a flight rocket directly above his head followed by Grian shouting his name.

In the complete opposite way of the one who tagged me, I put a LOT of thought into my opening sentences.  I feel like if I don't get them right, the mood for the entire chapter (or fic if it's a oneshot) suffers.  If I reread a section of writing and feel like something isn't working, I look to my opening sentence (either of the fic, the chapter, or the page break) and I can usually find the problem.  Either the opening was week, or something in the rest of the work didn't flow from it.  I literally JUST fixed this exact problem in ch2 of abc... almost a month ago 😬

That being said, I think I have a penchant for cold openings.  The story begins when the action does, if not in the middle of said action, most notably in the first example.  If it’s not a cold open, it's one that opens up a question.  In the case of A Voidwalker's Lament, that question is "what is It?"

I tag (no pressure or worries if you don't want to or if you have less than 10) @mochiwrites , @justfor2am ,and @takebadger

[mosscloakenthusiast]

I posted 1,342 times in 2022

That's 1,342 more posts than 2021!

29 posts created (2%)

1,313 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@yellowsomethings

@theminecraftbee

@astronomical-bagel

@teamranchers

@its-shells

I tagged 129 of my posts in 2022

#empires smp - 6 posts

#empires x hermitcraft - 6 posts

#grian - 5 posts

#tma spoilers - 5 posts

#mythicalsausage - 5 posts

#oli orionsound - 4 posts

#rendog - 4 posts

#third life series - 4 posts

#bdubs - 4 posts

#bdoubleo100 - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 119 characters

#listen i need xb ‘constantly trying not to swear’ crafted to interact with mythical ‘always making an innuendo’ sausage

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

THATS MY GUY THAT’S MY DUDE HE WON MCC LOOK AT HIM GO

See the full post

125 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

#4

[in reference to the what is empires hermitcraft recap video] “-think of it as an empires breakdown, which is coincidentally what i’n having right now”. -- pix pixlriffs

132 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

#3

okay okay wait okay im trying to make this make sense

- im running with my Personal Theory that only winners remember the life series, and those who don’t win remember in flashes kinda??? with exceptions for Really Strong Emotional Connections (ethubs, scarian, ranchers) - and scott is just playing dumb because he’s like that. he’s coy .  - so that’s why like impulse recognises some people but not others?? maybe?? look im trying

- hermitcraft has modern technology (twitter, youtube, grumbot), empires does NOT

- following ren’s universe theory: this is the empires universe, other worlds include afterlife, empires s1, and possibly like fwhip’s hardcore world - hermitcraft universe includes all the prev. hermitcraft worlds (hence scar being all like “is this a past hermitcraft world”) and possibly some people’s hardcore worlds

- something somehting parallel universes parallel people means that the two falses cannot coexist, presumably neither can the gems, and pearl got a god fit  - following whatver oli orionsound has going on, everyone has like one Soul/center point that their characters deviate from? e1!sausage, al!sausage and e2!sausage clearly are linked, similar building styles; e2!joel has some preliminary knowledge about e1!joel; and clearly hc!pearl is linked to e!pearl (santa pearla)

- some worlds (such as like jimmy’s challenge videos, the life series TO AN EXTENT) dont create a new deviation on the soul, they just teleport a previously existing one from somewhere - clearly e2!jimmy and hc!tango were pulled into double life for example

look im trying so hard to make this make sense Help Me make this make sense feed me your hyperfixation rambles please lets talk about the lore of these wet cats

135 notes - Posted October 27, 2022

#2

jack manifold perfectly uses the multi-pov format of the dream smp to create a villain who’s motives are clear and who you can genuinely root for while understanding what he’s doing is Bad in this essay i will-

137 notes - Posted November 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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[votederpycausemufins]

today i don’t have a paragraph above the read more because uh

tw: blood, tw: torture, tw: pain, tw: violence. idk everything i need to tag it with so please please please tell me if I need to add something.

@petrichormeraki

His side hurt as he put pressure on the stab wound. He was trying not to pass out as a knife was held in front of his face. “We’re best friends! Aren’t we? Say it! Say we’re best friends!”

He tried not to cry. “W-We are best friends.”

“What about the bag though, isn’t that your favorite part?” The knife was held closer to him. “Best friends know that about each other.”

There were people talking or shouting, but he couldn’t pay attention. “How about later we read some comics? Play some games. You like that, don’t you?”

He was too scared, the words wouldn’t come out and instead he started crying. “Would you just CALM DOWN FOR THREE SECONDS! Just THREE seconds! Alright? You’re just losing your mind a little, got it. That’s all it is. You just need to calm down with me and we’ll sort everything out.”

But he couldn’t calm down. He was holding a knife and could kill him at any moment. He already had a stab wound. No, it was multiple at this point. How didn’t he notice them before? “Please… I-I’m not-”

“Don’t you DARE say that again! Say it and I’ll lose my marbles. You don’t want me to lose my marbles, do you.”

He didn’t. If they weren’t already gone then losing them could make it worse. Or maybe better? Maybe death would be better. He could just be another ghost like the others who had died.

“Here! How about a high five!” It wasn’t a stab, but a punch and his face started to throb. “You’re just goofin and gaffin around, aren’t you.” And then another punch. “How about a little tickle?” And a pain erupted from one of his wounds as it was poked in some weak imitation of a tickle.

“Please! Please I’m not him!”

“What are you talking about?! Of course you are! Are you insane?!” The knife glinted as it moved down and stabbed him, his already brittle bones snapping. It was too much and he screamed loudly.

It was too tight, why was it too tight. Was someone talking? It sounded like it but the words weren’t processing in his brain. Something about night and bread and robots and birds. There was something black surrounding him. Was it going to hurt him? Stab him? ‘You’re my best friend.’ the sentence replayed in his mind. “No no please. I don’t want to be. I’m not him.” He managed to speak out, hoping he would listen to reason.

There was chirping as something bright blue came into view. It was calming as it moved closer until it wasn’t. Something darker on it glinted and he started screaming again. He didn’t want to be stabbed. Not again. He would do anything. He’ll wear his clothes, live in his house, but please don’t hurt him.

“Grian!” Someone shouted, but he shook his head. That wasn’t his name. He was Taurtis. He had to be. He wouldn’t get hurt anymore if he was Taurtis. He pleaded for Sam to listen. He was his best friend Taurtis. He wasn’t Grian and Jerry wasn’t Taurtis. He was Taurtis.

“I haven’t seen him this bad in ages.” Mumbo spoke, trying to comfort Tommy and Tubbo. The bots were fortunately still sleeping as it was programmed into them. Everyone else was staying in come beds that had been set up in a different room so they weren’t close enough to be woken up. But Tommy and Tubbo had stayed up far too long catching up and Mumbo had stayed in a room with Grian. All of them heard the moment he started screaming. Mumbo was pushed out of bed by Grian’s wings as he thrashed around and the other two had run in to see what was going on.

“He had nightmares when he first joined the server back in season six but they got better over time. The only other time it got bad again was during the head games and a few people showed off their rabbit heads.” Mumbo explained after a few other questions.

Professor Beak has also been nearby and woke to the sounds. He flew over to Grian as he mumbled something, sounding like he was pleading for his life. That seemed to calm him down for a few moments before the screams got louder. The bird was handed to Tubbo who held him close and Mumbo tried to soothe Grian.

It was agonizingly slow, but Grian was calming down. He was no longer screaming and just weeping, begging not to be hurt and that he would be someone named Taurtis. With that new information, Mumbo was able to calm Grian more effectively, not knowing what nightmare was being had.

Grian was still out of it when he was fully calmed down, mainly from the exhaustion that came from not having a good night’s sleep and from exerting himself so much in his panic after waking up. 

“We’re going to have to take him to his mansion.” Mumbo started to explain as he hefted Grian onto his back. He wasn’t that heavy due to his avian nature as they normally didn’t grow that tall and had hollow bones like most birds. “He does better in familiar places and my old hobbit hole isn’t really a place he frequents. More just a place the children like to play.”

When Mumbo opened the bedroom door, he almost ran into Fundy who was holding the pillow from his bed, ears down against his head. “What happened?”

“Oh shit, that’s right, Fundy’s part fox.” Tommy cursed, remembering that meant he had much better hearing. “I’m guessing the screaming woke you up?”

Fundy hugged the pillow a little tighter. “Not right away. It found its way into my dreams first before I finally woke up.”

“I’m really sorry about that.” Mumbo apologized. “Grian’s having a nightmare of his own and it’s really bad. Say, your dad was wilbur, right? The tallest one? Any chance you could wake him up? With Grian like this I can’t really fly us there, minecarts can only fit one, and the nether isn’t the best place if you’re unconscious. I’m sure I can get him there myself, but having someone to trade off with would be best and the taller the better with Grian’s wings dragging on the ground.”

Fundy nodded and went to wake his dad up, he seemed to wake up Techno and Philza too as they also arrived behind Wilbur who was yawning and looked like he wanted to complain about being up so early. Techno at least kept his expression hidden and while Philza looked equally as tired as Wilbur, he woke up when he saw Grian’s condition.

Quickly, Mumbo explained what was going on with Grian and how they would be going to the mansion. He led them over to the minecart tunnels since Grian’s own hobbit hole wasn’t too far from his base and it was a safe path, especially since the sun wasn’t out yet and with how tired they all felt, there may be phantoms.

Tommy and Tubbo worked on waking the bots up as the tunnel was opened. Jrumbot ran to catch up asking many questions as Grumbot just watched with an expression of concern. Normally he was more robotic and logical, but Tommy could tell he was trying to hold himself together as the bot crushed his and Tubbo’s hands in worry.

At around the halfway point through the tunnels, everyone paused as Grian was moved onto Wilbur’s back. The avian gave out a sad whimper from being moved and Mumbo did his best to give comfort. Jrumbot pulled out a green robe which made Mumbo side with a hint of frustration as he recognised the item, but he did take it and place it over Grian like a blanket.

Tommy makes them wait a little longer as he places down his ender chest and pull out a coat that Wilbur immediately recognizes. He starts to argue about it with his younger brother but it starts to upset Grian and they stop without any warning needed.

As they exit through Grian’s side of the tunnel, Tommy explains how he first holed up in there when he showed up. He’s asked how Grian didn’t notice he was living in the same house but then corrects them. “No Grian moved out ages ago. I moved in because it was abandoned.” As they continued walking Tommy pointed out in the direction they were traveling. “He’s living there now.”

They were all left stunned as they strained their necks looking up at the building towering ahead. As if it weren’t impressive enough, Tommy added another comment. “He’s still not done with it and he also built a replica in the nether that is completely upside down.”

As they reached the base of the stairs, Wilbur looked like his back was going to give out just from looking at them all. Fortunately Mumbo took Grian back and also led them down instead of up. “He started with the basement first. It’s still quite large, but not as much and is mainly a storage system. He spent far too long ignoring the actual interior of his mansion.”

“And the back.” Tommy half whispered before laughing at a joke that no one but Mumbo really understood. Well, the bots did as well, but they were too worried about Grian.

Finally Mumbo reached Grian’s bed and laid him down in it. He gave the coat back to Tommy much to Wilbur’s dismay and put the robe in his inventory which made Jrumbot mad. 

Everyone looked exhausted and Mumbo excused himself from the room. He gave Tommy a look and the blond distracted Tubbo so he didn’t hear the distant noise of a firework. Mumbo wasn’t gone for too long as he reappeared with the beds that had been left behind, letting everyone get back to sleep.

Iskall yawned as there was a knock on the wood of their tree. They were surprised to see Xisuma there and tried to make themself at least a little more presentable and not look like they had just woken up. “Hi Xisuma. What brings you here?” They said, stifling another yawn.

“Scar and I were up late going over everything having to do with the smp. We were debating getting rid of the time displacement protection or if we should help the new admin place the same kind on their world. Eventually the topic changed and we ended up on who all lives there. When you and Fundy were at the town hall for paperwork, he wrote a list of everyone there, or most if he can’t remember everyone.”

“Okay, and?” Iskall asked, not seeing where this was going. Xisuma just handed them a paper that was covered with Fundy’s handwriting - paw writing? - and Iskall read down the list. When they finished reading, they looked back up at Xisuma. “So?”

Xisuma pointed to a certain name on the list. “Read it again. Aloud this time.”

Iskall rolled their eye but then looked down and read the name. “Hbomb Aka Hbomb94.” Iskall was about to say more before they finally had the gears turning. “Wait, Hbomb?! That’s where he disappeared to?! I guess that makes sense why we couldn’t contact him.”

“I figured you would want to know. I’ll go see Ren and Stress next unless you want to tell them.”

“I’ll just message the whole group. They’ll want to know and we can have another meet up.”

Xisuma nodded and flew off as Iskall pulled out their communicator. They exited out of the main hermit chat and scrolled down to one labeled ‘vault boys’. They pulled up the chat box and started typing.

<Iskall85>: I know it’s only 8am for some people here.

<Iskall85>: but my friend Xisuma just showed up.

<Iskall85>: H is located.

<AntonioAsh>: are you saying you want a new meetup with him involved

<Iskall85>: of course. He’s been left out of the other times.

<AntonioAsh>: how soon are we talking?

<Iskall85>: maybe a week?

<StressMonster>: our time or normal time?

<Iskall85>: sounds like X is turning the displacement off for a little bit, so both.

<AntonioAsh>: I’ll see if I can make it, but it’s not a guarantee.

<Iskall85>: that’s fine.

<CaptainSparklez>: I’m down. Need a break from wrapping my head around Create. Okay if I bring my kid?

<Iskall85>: definitely. I’m sure she’ll love it.

<CaptainSparklez>: alright! Keep me updated!

<Rendog>: let me sleeeep

[neurodivergentnecessity]

The big brother AU was made by @petrichormeraki and I'll be tagging @siren07tucker because I feel they contributed a lot to the AU.

I drew what I thought Grumbot, Juni, and Tizzy would look like over the years and because my brain never rests, I’m also going to be telling you guys about each stage in their lives. Also I did to the rest of the kids but I’m still working on their drawings so yea. Almost forgot quick warning before we get started there will be angst, implied suicidal thoughts, and if it makes you uncomfortable there is a reference to periods, any way let's get going with the youngest and my personal favorite of the trio Tizzy.

Tizzy was born after team ZIT went into and died in the void and nothing much really happened while she was a baby except for a few incidents regarding the new parents, but we’re not going to talk about that. After a few years team ZIT was getting used to being parents and decided on a system of who Tizzy would spend time with for the day. They decided on two days with each of them then at the end of the week they’ll all sleep over at one of their houses for the last day. While at Impulse’s house Tizzy somehow managed to get all of her clothes dirty and so she was given one of papa I’s shirts, shortly afterward she wandered off and nearly fell into the ocean, being saved by some nearby turtles. Impulse’s house became very baby proofed after that little incident. As a child Tizzy became very athletic and was taught by her dads how to play many sports including football... soccer... she doesn’t really know, but what she does know is kicking this ball is fun! During this time as well she became very feisty and started getting a few scars because she never backed down from a fight unless her parents physically pulled her away. She also started willingly hanging out with the Jumbo kids and found out that they were really fun, especially Juni. The two stopped being friends for a week after the teeth incident. Now if you asked Tizzy if being raised by team ZIT was fun she would tell you that it was, but one time they somehow managed to lose their only brain cell and had the biggest parental fails ever. They forgot to give Tizzy the talk... and they didn’t realize this until one day she told them that she was bleeding in a very weird spot. She also started to notice that being born from the void means she has a few powers. So during her teen years she was very confused more than the average teenager during this time. As a young adult Tizzy became very skilled at PvP and started participating in MCC, and her dads always try to be there to root for her, embarrassing her only slightly. She eventually started being known as one of the best and going toe to toe with her idol Technoblade. She also happens to be one of the few hermits that can read Galactic, because she was born from the void.

Juni is next, and once again not much happened to him as a baby except for him flinging himself off of high things nearly giving his family heart attacks, one of these leaps of faith ended with a chipped tooth. Now as a toddler he showed a very keen interest in Redstone going as far as to sneak into his dad’s base and steal from his chest. He also “helped'' his dad and sometimes brother with projects leading to his wings slowly being dyed pink. He also started complaining about his wings getting itchy and so his dad told him about molting and helped him with his little issue. As a child he somehow managed to enter the awkward stage in life early and became fairly shy and easily embarrassed. He also started feeling alone because he noticed that his brother was’t playing with him as much, but he wasn’t alone for long. He had made a new friend, Tizzy! He really liked her and to quote him “She’s super cool and awesome and fun and loud and tough and... what are other words for cool?” The two stopped being friends for a week after the teeth incident. It seemed as though Tizzy was rubbing off on him because during his teens he became a huge daredevil. He would constantly put himself in dangerous situations like trying to fight a Ravnger, untested TNT traps, jumping off high places in hopes his wings would activate early. Of course his tricks didn’t always end well one time he managed to sprain his wing which nearly gave his dad a heart attack. As a young adult Juni became an explorer traveling the world he grew up in and discovering new things about it, he’s also been entering new worlds and exploring them as well. In his free time he’ll experiment and test new Redstone contraptions as well as pushing the limits of his wings and learning more things about them. Tizzy is allowed to visit him in his laboratory as long as she doesn’t go near his Redstone. He’ll sometimes join Tizzy at MCC but he isn’t nearly as good.

Last but not least we have Grumbot, after Grumbot broke down Grian and Mumbo decided to take the pressure off his shoulders and let him become a normal kid. Together they worked on Grumbot’s infant body once they finished they installed fake memories making him think that Mumbo won and wiped his memory or so they thought. Grumbot was fairly normal as a toddler but he did have a strong interest in redstone and was easily excited. When he was a child he met his new brother who he wasn’t too excited with. Grumbot was used to all of the attention, but when Juni showed up Gumbot noticed that he was suddenly getting less attention and he became very jealous of Juni. His jealousy boiled over at one point when he and Juni were sitting together. Mumbo wasn’t home and Grian had left the room they where in. So Grumbot lightly shoved his toddler brother over, slowly Juni fell over and once hitting the ground immediately started crying, Grumbot then panicked trying to calm Juni down so he wouldn’t get in trouble eventually he gave up and fled the sene of the crime. In his early teens Grumbot started glitching worried he asked Mumbo for help, he agreed and turned him off temporarily to see what was wrong. After supposedly finding the problem Mumbo quickly fixed it, but unfortunately for him and Grumbot he had just unlocked all of Grumbot’s old memories. Upon waking up Grumbot was immediately hit with all of his locked away memories causing him to become extremely overwhelmed with all this new information. He became severely anxious and closed himself from everyone including his brother. During this time Grumbot struggled to come to terms that his dads only made him for one purpose, he also started wondering if the only reason his dads are his dads out of pity. What if they didn’t really love him? Is he worthless? Does anyone really need him? Should he even exist? These thoughts ran through his mind everyday and didn’t realize his deteriorating mental health until Juni forced himself into Grumbot’s room and asked him if he was ok. Upon hearing that Grumbot broke down and decided to work on fixing himself. As a young adult Grumbot is doing a lot better he’s become more confident and is the head scientist at a famous researching facility, he’s also been looking for other sentient robots. He is still very close with his brother and will sometimes go on his adventures with him.

[go-learn-esperanto]

"False and Joehills are here on Tumblr 👁️👄👁️ I hope they don't see my post"

"Reacting to "The Button" animatic (insert exaggerated reaction face)"

"Do you think Cleo saw the “Thicc Grian” post?"

"Grian has read fanfictions 👀"

"The only reason Hermitcraft is popular it's because it has white dudes!1!"

"I wish Mumbo had won the elections u-u I know he wasn't perfect but if he had won we wouldn't have Scar has a tyrant of the shopping district!"

"Why is Kakashi art tagged with Minecraft?"

"Who is Scar??? And why is everyone talking about them in the ”How bad can I be” comment section?"

"The Hermitcraft fandom as such good songs. The Dream SMP does too but I wish it had more"

"REVIVE GRUMBOT, PLEASE"

"Doc is a dilf"

"Ren? You mean the furry?"

"Joe just flirted with Cleo. We know they have been friends for 10 years but what if there's something there? Just saying, they flirt almost every stream"

"Impulse hasn't stop streaming. Please go to sleep. Your build looks amazing but you have been streaming for too long"

"Tango, zedaph and Impulse are a good polyamorous relationship"

"Joehills streams so late... It's like 2AM but I'm still awake liveblogging"

"The Dream SMP Recap has updated! Now I know it's Sunday"

"Dream SMP Minecon panel"

"The impact the Dream SMP members had on the Minecraft community is so underrated"

Everybody hated my “hc fandom but dsmp” post so here’s more!

A chilling look into an alternate universe:

“stop!! include dsmp in mcyt too! im tired of only seeing hermitcraft this and hermitcraft that in mcyt compilation videos :(( dsmp is part of mcyt too! even if it just literally appeared last year and hc has been around for like eight years :(“

“hc may have that pretty white boy grumbo uwu “fever tsunamis” fic but we have the lore-filled, beautifully characterised “and the leadership shifted” (ATLS) that our own cc wilbur read!!”

“gogy just became the second back-to-back mcc champ and NO ONE is talking about him??? where’s that energy y’all showed false a few mccs back???”

“sigh i miss mcc9 blue bats”

“xisuma face reveal please? will he face reveal on mr. beast’s rewind?”

“omg xisuma pulled off a big mask to reveal a smaller mask!!! i never saw this coming-“

“uh dream literally did this a few years ago”

“who”

“im tired of stan twtt. whether the hermits win or lose, they still trend. appreciate other ccs or die”

“come ON you had your moments in mcc9 and mcc10, stop complaining about how cub lost dodgebolt in mcc12!!!”

“DREAM IS MORE THAN THE GUY GRIAN KILLED ONE TIME1!1!1!!1”

“Lord Dream Falseslayer!”

“stop😡mistaking😡dream😡as😡fruit!! idk if u guys know him but dream is a really cool mcyt as well, he’s more than a fruit lookalike! (and y’all only know fruit bcz grian simps for him smh)”

“sorry luvs ill be going off twtt for a few days bcz my tl will be spammed by salty h*rmitcr*ft fans complaining how their faves didnt win mcc 😒”

“you don’t need to be godly in building to be a mcyt!! parkour and speed running are cool skills too that require years of training! stop hating dsmp just bcz it isnt pretty”

“Who came here from the How Bad Can I Be Turf War animatic?”— 11k likes on a YouTube comment

“ppl who haven’t watched that hermitcraft animatic must be so confused lmao” — 8.5k likes on the HBCIB lyric video

“who came here from the mcc9 mcc10 remember the name animatic?” — 9.12k likes

“fundy for hermitcraft!! like he collabed with iskall that one time and he even has an article on the hc wiki!”

“what the fuck is dream smp”

“im glad u asked. im part of the dsmp propaganda team”

“im so fucking tired of going to the dsmp tag and only seeing posts comparing it to hc. i fucking hate this”

[votederpycausemufins]

Another chapter, and next one people will arrive, but for now it’s more of the bots

special people tag list: @petrichormeraki and @helleborusangel

Grum was sleeping when it happened.

Itsfundy was shot by skeleton.

Grumbot immediately turned on, but he wasn’t immediately awake. Programs started working and calculating.

Life Counter active. Entity Check Itsfundy. Death: non canon. Commence respawn.

Error.

Blacklist check. Attempting Entry: Itsfundy. Assigned roles: Family Member, Cousin, DSMP Member. Banned roles: Family Member, Cousin. Continue blacklist.

Blacklist check activated. Increase displacement by .5%. Displacing. Displacement complete. Displacement at 43.5% total.

Entity is entering from location: respawn. Retargeting to default world. Default world: DSMP.

Blacklist check. Attempting Entry: Itsfundy. Assigned roles: Family Member, Cousin, DSMP Member. Banned roles: Family Member, Cousin. Continue blacklist.

Blacklist check activated. Increase displacement by .5%. Displacing. Displacement complete. Displacement at 44% total.

Entity is entering from location: respawn. Retargeting to default world. Default world: DSMP.

Blacklist check. Attempting Entry: Itsfundy. Assigned roles: Family Member, Cousin, DSMP Member. Banned roles: Family Member, Cousin. Continue blacklist.

Blacklist check activated. Increase displacement by .5%. Displacing. Displacement complete. Displacement at 44.5% total.

Entity is entering from location: respawn. Retargeting to default world. Default world: DSMP.

Blacklist check. Attempting Entry: Itsfundy. Assigned roles: Family Member, Cousin, DSMP Member. Banned roles: Family Member, Cousin. Continue blacklist.

Blacklist check activated. Repeat offender. Increase displacement by 1%. Displacing. Displacement complete. Displacement at 45.5% total.

Entity is entering from location: respawn. Retargeting to default world. Default world: DSMP.

By this point, Grum was awake, and everything hurt. He didn’t know what was going on. Just about everything was being used for processing, so he didn’t even have the available memory to tell what was happening. An attempt to open his task manager just left the program not responding. With little else to do, Grum just started crying.

It was agony. No one was visiting anytime soon, and there was no way this feedback loop was ending on its own. It also didn’t help that Grum was currently connected to the charger, so it wasn’t like he would run out of battery soon.

Grum was vaguely aware of a percentage ticking up. The rate was speeding up over time and he was waiting for it to hit 100%. Maybe that would stop things. The percentage doubled every three total score increases, so Grum was sure that it would get past 16% at once. 

The total went up. 73.5, 81.5, 89.5. Grum kept watching, ready to hit 100%. And it did and didn’t at the same time. 105.5%. That was more than 100, but maybe it would stop there? But it didn’t. It kept going further. In a moment of panic, Grum was able to gain just enough control to yank his cord out. He was losing power now, but it kept going up and up and up. He was still crying. It hurt so much. At the very least crying also used up battery, but Grum wished he didn’t have to. He just wanted to stop hurting.

He mostly stopped watching the percentage. At the very least the percentage added each time stopped at a max of 64, but it kept adding on. 

Finally, Grum felt it all stop. The program stopped functioning due to extreme low power and he got a moment of relief. He glanced at the final total. 873.5%. Grum didn’t want to know how much further it could have gone. He also didn’t know what it was for, but that was okay. Right now he just. Wanted. To sleep.

Dream was upset. Everyone was freaking out and now he needed to deal with it. Fundy had been shot by a skeleton and died. Something like that was normal. What wasn’t normal, however, were the following 31 pairs of messages sent to everyone of Fundy leaving and then joining the world.

Chat had been filled with questions during it all happening, everyone seemingly holing themselves up wherever they were, scared that if they died, they would be in the same situation.

Finally it stopped, and a message from Fundy came in.

<Itsfundy> he was almost dead too.

Immediately, chat was filled with questions for Fundy as well as Dream. And the worst part was neither of them knew what was going on. But hopefully they would soon. 

Dream sent a message to Fundy. Another offer. He could make up what he did before by coming with Dream to investigate the problem. At first, he refused, but then Dream gave the hybrid a little reminder on where exactly the problem may lie, and that seemed to get through to him.

Dream frowned ever so slightly behind his mask when Fundy’s final reply came in. This Iskall person had worked well before. It was someone Fundy had communicated with before. These robots, on the other hand, were new and unfamiliar. There was no reason for the hybrid to prioritize them over the communication to his ‘friend’.

Dream then closed the chat log with Fundy and swapped over to the one he had for the first robot. There was only one message in there. A video file. He played it and watched the recording. It started with the second robot introducing itself to Fundy, but then it immediately turned to static, Dream not able to see or hear what had been going on. When it came back, the two of them were discussing Fundy’s friend and he gave the robot the special comm for a moment. Dream laughed as the robot suggested that Fundy leave the SMP with him. It was just so outrageous of a thought every time. A little during that suggestion and more before it, there was more static. And then Fundy started to turn to the camera and the recording ended.

Dream wasn’t sure what the connection was, but it seemed like there had to be some connection between this video and what just happened. Both involved the robot and Fundy and some sort of error. And seeing as how Fundy would know what exactly had been blocked by static, he would be able to give Dream some… insight into the situation.

It didn’t take long for the admin to arrive at what the robot had built for shelter. Inside it was laying on a bed and turned off. The cord that let it charge was unplugged, so likely everything had stopped due to a low battery. Dream walked over and plugged the robot back in, surprised to see it was still sitting at 21% battery.

Before he could try to figure out why that was, the door opened behind him. Dream turned and was glad to see it was Fundy and not the other robot. “I expected you to take longer.”

Fundy responded with some weak panting, letting the admin know he had run most of the way there. “Well, I’m here now. What exactly do you need?”

“You died and then proceeded to be continually disconnected and reconnected to the world.”

“Yeah, that’s what everyone was saying. What does it have to do with him?” Fundy gestured to Grum.

“Well, a while earlier, you were talking with the other robot. You talked about that offworld friend of yours and it offered to take you to it’s old world.”

Fundy winced, remembering that Dream had somehow been spying on them. “Yeah, still not making the connection.”

“There was a third thing you talked about. What was it?”

That made Fundy pause. Dream didn’t know what else they had talked about, possibly he arrived later and heard the tail end of the conversation, but somehow that seemed unlikely. “We… just talked about the stuff relating to Iskall.”

“Oh I don’t think you did. I think you talked about something else. I suppose I could see if taking apart the robot will give me any answers… but-”

“No leave him alone!” Fundy said so protectively, it even surprised himself.

“See, what’s what I’m after. Why do you care so much about it?” Fundy didn’t respond. He tried to stay calm and look calm, but his instincts made that hard, causing his fur to puff up. “Well? What are you hiding?”

Fundy still didn’t respond, and after a few seconds, Dream tried moving towards Grum again. “Okay okay fine! Apparently he and his brother are my cousins!”

Dream froze completely. They were what?! That made no sense. Fundy’s dad? Dead. Fundy’s uncles? They had been living here. Well Tommy had gone missing, but him making something like this? Impossible. For a moment Dream contemplated the other side of Fundy’s family, but he felt that was unlikely.

“Do you want to elaborate on your own? Or do you want me to find out my way?”

Again, Fundy hesitated, but another threat got him talking. “One of their dads is my uncle apparently. Apparently my dad had another sibling.”

That was interesting. Phil had had another child? It never came up when looking into the hardcore player, but with how long he had been alive, it wasn’t impossible.

But then Dream frowned. That had been the issue. The blacklist had been set up so that one one in this robot’s supposed family or previous world could come looking for them. If it considered Fundy family, that would lead to what just happened. It was attempting to block Fundy from entering, but since the hybrid was only living there and had only been living there, it got stuck.

This also explained why the other missing people hadn’t returned. The three of them likely also had the same issue. At least with Tubbo, it was easy enough to say he had lost his last life, but while the other two had been living alone, far away from the rest of everything, it was only a matter of time before their absence was noticed. And there was no easy way to explain them being gone for good.

“Well then, I think that helps explain the problem. We’re just going to adjust some files and make sure it ignores you as a family member.”

“And the others?”

Dream tilted his head slightly. “What others? Techno and Phil? They’re not going to have any issues with respawning in the first place.”

“No. I mean Tommy.”

“Tommy’s dead. He’s been dead.”

“I’m pretty sure you know that isn’t true.”

Dream frowned. How could Fundy have any idea that Tommy wasn’t really dead. No one could have known. No one was around to see and he had disabled most of Tommy’s messages. And when he learned about the teen’s disappearance, he created a message that looked like a death message, fooling everyone. 

“I know you saw the death message. Everyone did. Tommy is dead.”

“You are currently using this kid to fuck with the world! Who says you couldn’t fake that too?!”

“That’s not how it works.”

“And what proof do you have of that?”

“Tommy is gone. He’s not on any list for this world. His lives are at zero. You can go over to where he was exiled and see the tower he built to jump off of.”

Fundy wanted to yell back, but it was obvious they would just go in circles. “You know what. Fine. I’ll mess with the files, but I’m also letting Tommy in. If he’s really dead, it won’t be an issue, right?”

The hybrid couldn’t help but smile just a little when Dream couldn’t refuse it. He then started messing with Grum, trying to do as little to the bot’s files as possible. Fortunately getting to the blacklist files was easy enough. He saw the short list of roles that were being blocked, and Fundy attempted to open the ‘Family Member’ list to edit it. But he couldn’t, the file being password protected. “Dream, what’s the password?”

“There isn’t one. I didn’t give it any.”

Fundy raised a brow. “Look Dream, I can’t do what you want if I don’t know the password. If you’re really serious about me not knowing, I can leave the room for you to-”

“I. Did not. Use any password.” Dream spoke again, speaking the words out slowly. “There shouldn’t be one.”

Fundy looked back at Grum. Dream had known about the talk he had with Jrum that mentioned Iskall, but he didn’t hear anything about the relation to the bots. When he first got Fundy’s help, they had trouble accessing some files that were supposed to be information on Grum himself. Now they were trying to open a file with a list of the kid’s family and it was being blocked. Fundy was sure that the blacklist was supposed to keep people from coming in and rescuing the two brothers, but now Grum was using it to try and keep his family safe. 

“Well, I guess since we can’t edit that, we’ll just have to make exceptions.” The fox hybrid said before making a new category and list, putting his name on the list.

“Not putting Tommy’s?” Dream asked, and Fundy nodded. If Grum was trying to keep people out, he wasn’t going to change it. Sure the hybrid wanted to put other names on the list, but that would need to be done when Dream wasn’t breathing down his neck.

“Nah, you’re right. No way for him to come back, so why bother.”

The hesitation from Dream made Fundy worry the admin was onto him, but then he left and Fundy was able to slump to the ground with a sigh. “Ugh, when did family become this much of a chore?”

Jrum happily kicked his legs as he sat at the table in Bad’s house. The demon served the bot a bowl of redstone which Jrum happily started eating. “Thank you very much!”

“Oh, it’s no problem. I have plenty strewn about in my chests and don’t use it much, so I’m glad someone can use it.”

“Yeah! And I’ve already finished gathering up everything I need for my charger! Now all I need is to figure out where I’m going to build everything.”

“Well, I know it’s not much space, but I’m sure we could fit you in nearby if you connect up to this place.” Bad suggested, making Jrum pause.

“What do you mean? Isn’t this your house?”

“Well it is,” Bad started. “But you saw the plants covering the place. Those are connected to the egg in the cave you found. It really likes this place and you definitely seem to like it just as much as me and Ant. What better place to stay than right here?”

Jrum thought about it. It did seem like a nice place. And He doubted Bad would be the kind of person to get upset at any sprouts he tried to grow. And… he was really nice… and kind… and was helping him. Sure, Jrum wanted to prove he could do things on his own, but he didn’t want to be completely alone. “You’d really let me?”

“Of course!”

“Then… yeah! I’d like that! Where should I connect to? What’s the best place for my charger?”

“Here, once you’re done eating, I can show you where you can start.”

Jrum nodded and then began to shovel the redstone from his bowl, eating it as fast as he could. The moment the bowl was empty, he was up out of his chair and ready to go looking with Bad. They found an area which Jrum could use, but they needed to move a few vines.

The two of them started carefully pushing the vines around, just making a large enough area for Jrum to start building in. There were a few times Bad tried to help the little robot, but being a robot, Jrum was much stronger than he looked and didn’t have much trouble.

But then Jrum got to a particularly large part of the vines and tried to move it a bit, lifting it up so it wouldn’t get caught. He almost got it to where he wanted when his center of balance was shifted too far and he tripped, falling to the ground with the large vine pinning him there. Jrum struggled a bit, but couldn’t move much and also wasn’t at an angle to easily pick it up again.

“H-Help! Daddy, I’m stuck!” Jrum cried out on instinct. He had often gotten stuck when they were doing a redstone project together, Jrum fitting where most people couldn’t, and then overestimating how small a space he could fit into and getting pinned.

Jrum wriggled a bit more before the vine was moved off his back and he was picked up. “Thank you.” Jrum automatically said, then realized what he had shouted before. “Oh… I-I’m sorry for… before.”

“What do you mean?” The demon asked. “You were doing well before, I just didn’t realize how strong you were.”

“N-No. I mean… I… said the wrong name.”

Bad paused. “Huh, I guess you did. Eh, it’s fine. Honestly I sort of miss hearing that instead of just Dadboyhalo.”

Jrum giggled. “Who calls you that?”

“I have a kid named Sapnap. I’m not sure if you’ve met him, but he’s somewhere on this world.”

Jrum shook his head. “No, so far I’ve met uhhhhh… You and Ghostbur and Puffy and Dream and Mister Sam and Fundy and uhhhhh I think that’s it. Oh no wait! I also met Michael and his dad Boo!”

“Oh, I’ve heard about Michael. I know technically you’re a robot, and robots don’t age, but you seem young enough the two of you could be friends.”

“Yeah, he seemed really nice. Though his… parent? Boo seems protective of him.”

“Yeah, well after what happened to his friends I can see why.”

That concerned Jrum. “Oh no! What happened?”

“Well, both of them lost their last lives. They’ve both been on one for a while, and with how reckless they can be, it’s a little-”

“What do you mean, last lives?” Jrum tilted his head.

“Well, you know when something important causes you to die, it takes one of your three lives?”

“No. How does that work?”

“Huh… well I think we might want to wait on that conversation until we’ve built what you need, because that could lead to a long conversation.”

Jrum was a little upset he couldn’t know now, but he saw the reasoning. His charger was much more important right now. “Okay, later works!”