#enderman hybrid mumbo

[angeart]

grumbo week 2024 — #2 - hybrids

yes. yes i could not resist this one. boatem circus!

did you know it was mumbo who coaxed grian on stage in scar's circus? and who then acted as his safety net during performances?

<3

-- prompts by @grumboweek

[the-gembo-difference]

In related Gembo news bc im thinking abt how Mumbo has the whole lab thing going on, and Gem has her fortress lab thing going on, PLUS Gem has her observational scientist skin thing this season, I'm thinking abt the two scientists settling on different sides of the famed Magic Mountain.

Thinking about how maybe they watch each other but pretend not to. They have a little rivalry. Their studies may not even be related but what if they find excuses to roll their eyes at each other anyway.

Gem practices science in her haunted fishing village in a different way to Mumbo's almost-industrial approach. Gem maybe used to be an adventurer, and for one reason or another, she ether had to stop adventuring (maybe an injury? Her eye from Secret Life, perhaps? Losing part of her soul to the End?) or was otherwise entranced by the monster in the river and needed to investigate.

I dont know much about Mumbo's theme/story so far, I've just seen clips and the like. It does seem to be sort of about maybe mind control or something, and so maybe he sees this scientific neighbor and as much as he prefers to be by himself, he wonders if Gem's really under the influence of something monstrous.

In a sort of attempt to help her (not that he'd admit it), he realizes he himself has some weird things going on? Like he's an experiment against his will, too?

As they try and discover more about their own places connected to the Magic Mountain, they uncover mysteries related to their own experiences. And the only person who might be able to help is someone they'd never ask for it.

[astrangeghost]

with the whole eating something turns him into that thing you'd think thered be some more shapeshifter mumbo headcanons? or some kind of unstable monster hc or something idk

[angelbunny-arts]

Behold,,,,. Every hermit design I’ve created over the past year and a bit: with heights and chibi versions of wings included>:D

Species, fun Details and height sorted version under the cut !!

- Grian

A parrot avian in some universes, a shapeshifted watcher in others, it’s a 50/50 which one I decided to go with

Avians in my mind take on the wing patterns of a bird they connect with, which usually happens at around 18-23. Instead of facial hair they grow feathers around their cheeks and in their hair.

His earring is a present from mumbo ^^

The gold detailing on his wings have the watcher symbol and suns on it, and his shoes have suns too! (why suns you may ask? “Grian” is the Irish word for sun, and according to my myth/history nerd friend there was an Irish sun goddess named Grian)

-Mumbo jumbo

An albino enderman

He dyes his hair because it looks cool, you can see a bit of his natural roots

A feather keychain on his belt from Grian

- GtwScar

A half-allay

He’s got heterochromia with the HOTGUY colours>:)

His ears and canine teeth are rounded! In contrast to half-vexes who’s features are sharper

Him and cub have matching vex magic earrings

His design is probably the one that keeps to the original skin the least, but it also happens to be one of my favourites to draw so

- Cubfan

A half-vex

I don’t have much to say here, he’s just kinda silly? I suppose there’s the fact that I decided that convex gets a diamond as their shape, so he’s got some of that detailing

He was originally supposed to have glasses however I am terrible at remembering glasses even though I wear them so they just kinda vanished

His hair is probably one of the most fun to colour too:D

- Geminitay

An elf (the antlers are accessories)

She’s got a whole bunch of little leaves everywhere:DD and some cute gold detailing too, otherwise a pretty simple design with not much to say on it

-impulse

Just a regular dude tbh he’s just a guy/pos

He’s got five visible places where I’ve snuck an “i” on him (but there’s one more on the bottom of his shoes)

The yellow In his hair also matches with my skizz, who has blue in his hair

- Pearl

Either a human or an avian, it’s another 50/50 and depends on what I went for with Grian as well if I have him included

If I go the avian route, her wings are small and usually kept under her jacket.

The moon detailing changes with the moon phase! Her hair also gets more floaty depending on how full the moon is

The knot on her shirt is in the shape of a moth

- Tango

A soot fairy, they’re known for working with and manipulating fire and creating machinery.

He’s got heels and he’s absolutely slaying. That’s really it I can’t pick my favourite detail it’s all fantastic. Look at it

I looked at fire/firemen vests for his jacket? That’s a fun fact

- Docm77

A creeper/goat hybrid

There’s like.. so many butterfly motifs on this man it’s fantastic. I also love the horizontal pupil

He looks like a mix between a tired dad and a mad scientist, which was initially not what I was going for but I’m keeping it

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And, as promised, the height check (for people that are the same height I put whoever looked taller first)

(also disclaimer I made most of these heights up and are not accurate to the ccs)

[rhapsoddity]

Mindgame question! Sounds like a really cool au! Who and what are all/most of the experiments?

Slowly reworking the au to cover the hermits I actively watch more, but All the hermits were experimented on with the exception of Xisuma,,,, for,, reasons hehehe

Not all the hermits have planned powers so farbut off the top of my head

Grian - Mind control

Mumbo - metal manipulation

Scar - Crystal manipulation/growth - has a Vex contract with Cub

Cub- vex hybrid - vex magic, telepathy - has a Vex contract with Scar

Pearl - shapeshifter

Joel - Ghast hybrid - fire breathing, hovering / flight

Gem - telekenisis

Ren - wolf hybrid - enhanced speed, hearing and can bite through stone

Joe Hills - shadow manipulation, shadow travel

Zedaph - (Charged) creeper hybrid - Explosion resistant, electrokenisis(?? Id assume I don't remember lol)

Tango - Piglin hybrid - Midas touch

Impulse - Guardian hybrid - Guardian lazers

Skizz - Enderman hybrid - I don't remember his powers tbh 😭

Bdubs - plant manipulation, fire manipulation

[fountainpenguin]

"She's gonna cut my head off... but I don't caaare! They say, 'You clean up nice... Just like a dead man! Like a dead man!'" (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today! ~ 3rd Life series fan-season

Chapter 42 - “Raider Reunion (Martyn, Etho, Impulse, BigB)”

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“Hey, everybody! Welcome back. My name is Josh, and we’re glad to see you here. Pleasure to meet you. Mumbo; it’s been a while. Etho! I just saw your twin and niece. He’s good with kids. She’s… not.” You both know this guy? BigB tries to sneak a glance at either one of them, but the only response he gets is Mumbo’s shrug. “I’m BigB,” he tells the enderman, still focused on the man’s neck area more than on his face. “I don’t shake. I’m an illusioner underneath the moth mods; from knox ZnHeITtk HTvkH IkItn. What are you guys doing out here?” If his terse refusal to touch hands bothers Josh, he doesn’t show it. He does, however, break into a wider smile. “Well, thanks for joining us today. We’re setting up for one of my favorite games: Is There a Limit? Specifically… Is there a limit to how many people we can have waterskiing behind a dragon at the same time?” “… What’s waterskiing?”

Scott gave BigB until sunset to talk to his old raider friends. BigB didn't bring a clock.

Meanwhile, Impulse seeks help for his goo problem and Martyn breaks into Cleo's house. Just a typical day in New Star Station...

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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InTheLittleWood

Location: Approaching wool farm, North New Star Station

🖤  🌕  🖤

Are you sure you can handle this? Every twitch in Martyn’s form screams at him to voice the question. Spikes and feathers twist inside his hearts. Nostrils flare. Maybe that’s why Bdubs blurts out his words without thinking them through: because keeping a shut jaw fills a guy with alligator wriggles. Technically, the proper way to sort out this lack of faith would be to take it to the sparring ring, but Martyn can’t do that either… Not with Rosejoy’s rippling muscles a hand’s breadth from his own. Hey, she has claim on the Fox Dragon’s turf. That can’t be an accident. And if it was, then it’d be just my luck that lightning strikes her twice.

“You did all right out there,” Martyn tells her, which is less direct than asking why she challenged Impulse in the first place. You think she knew she’d lose upfront? Huh. Maybe she gets drunk on the way people talk. They’ll have gossip and clip compilations for days.

Chunky fingers tighten around his own. Martyn looks down to the wobbly eyes of a much lower-XP phantom hybrid clinging to his hand. “What about me?”

“Aww, you too, slugger. You really showed Baker what-for. All tuckered out now, are we? Yeah…”

Lucky rubs a fist across his eye. It hides a yawn, but Martyn’s hearts spring forward like rabbits when the arrows come a’flyin’. The foxes he hatched would’ve liked to eat rabbit, actually. Martyn pats Lucky behind the shoulder, but throws a glance to Rosejoy to see if she caught what just happened there. And the stare she returns, uh… answers that question pretty dang well.

Sleepy kid. His energy’s dropping fast. The portals are still down, so there’s no dodging this by jumping AFK. We need more food. If Bdubs will listen long enough to follow orders-

“Aw, Lucky’s gonna love hanging with me,” Rosejoy butts in, thwapping him with the end of her tail. She caught Martyn on the way, which was probably the point.

And you’re sure? he wants to ask again. Lucky’s a member of the New Star flock; he’s never been alone with Rosejoy before. Mental ping after mental ping fires down Martyn’s spine. Rival captain bad. Rival captain take or kill. Brrr. That’ll wake you up in the morning. That’ll give you shivers all the way ‘til bed.

“So, what’s the big guy’s story?” Rosejoy asks, moving a few steps away. The shift of her wings and the grimace of his lips paint a picture Martyn only dares to imagine from the outside looking in: Two flock captains testing one another’s boundaries; they maintain a truce ‘cuz someone outside told them so. It sure ain’t instinct keeping the rules intact. She continues, bouncing every step. “Who would mod out of being a phantom with a wingspan like that? I bet wind resistance runs from him!”

Oh, it does. The glitter in her eye ripples Martyn to his core. The swing in her tail’s a little too lax for a guest who’s got everything to lose with raiders in her home. The soft smirk’s a little too wide. She doesn’t want to lead him aboveground… Does she? Will the Lone Spruce refugees even be allowed aboveground when the coast is clear? Unsure. And Martyn wonders then, with a quickening through his hearts… whether Impulse - if offered the chance to rejoin a flock - would actually say ‘Yes.’

I mean, I don’t see any reason Scott could refuse him, right? Impulse can fly. He’s got the wings, the strength, the speed… If the phantoms get to go, why wouldn’t he?

“Ah, just medical reasons,” he says anyway, clinging tighter to Lucky’s hand. “Nice guy. Just super pent-up, if you know what I mean. I just feel sorry for his wife. He can’t target anymore, y’know? There go the love hearts.”

“He can’t hunt?”

“Lost his soul teeth. We keep him fed.” We have a system. He’s with us. So back off. He can’t ascertain from her silence whether the implication came across, printed in his tone, but at least Rosejoy doesn’t press the topic harder. Seriously, she hovered around Impulse enough back there at the squall- Did you hear the stuff she asked him?

There should be enough souls left in storage to keep Lucky going. Martyn looked through the mess with Bdubs last night. Bdubs still has a few in his soul pouch, but whether he shares is anyone’s guess. Like Hels he will, Martyn gripes, because Bdubs already made his position quite clear when he caught Cleo offering a feed: That’s the captain’s job. And he’s not the captain.

Really, though? To refuse a kid? Technically Bdubs didn’t refuse Lucky, but Martyn’s not about to ask him to share. Not before exhausting all his options. And maybe not even then.

We prep the nest. I feed the kid. Simple, simple two-step plan. And if it comes to it, there will be no asking. It’ll be a demand straight from his mouth to Bdubs’ ears. And the boss better listen up if he knows what’s good for him.

Their first stop is for more blankets from the wool farm. Last night everyone was restless, off and on the roosting platform for hours. Martyn brought out the board games and Bdubs did a little improv show - a little open mic night - but the fewer souls they’ve got on hand, the more exhausted everyone will get. What’s wrong with a little cuddle pile? Aw, roosting’s such an effort. Nobody says that, but they could! And you don’t grow up to be Martyn InTheLittleWood unless you’ve learned to be prepared.

Mumbo used to compliment me on random stuff in my inventory. Cleo too, but this is Sad Times About Mumbo right now. Martyn is trying very, very hard not to think about Cleo. Just check the moon and her AFK status if you wanna take a crack at why.

“Lucky, keep your hands behind your back. You’ll spook the villagers, remember? They’ll run.”

“Okay.”

“That’s why I wear the hoodie,” Rosejoy says, keeping back. When Martyn shoots a glance at her, debating whether to shoo her even farther off (Because let’s be real, three approaching phantoms would get anyone’s hackles up, even if they’re on foot), she just smiles. “You go on and do your thing. I’m barracking for you.”

The villagers regard Rosejoy with way too much apprehension to approach the fence. Martyn can read it in their shoulders; not even Meriwo will get close, and it’s the village headman. Martyn pulls his hoodie sleeves over his hands and hops the fence the old-fashioned way. He can’t speak the villager language and New Star’s mobs sure as hell aren’t sparked, but he’ll find a way. He’ll use bold gestures with his arms.

“Oh, this’d be so much easier if they didn’t scramble off when they see sign language.” Or if I had BigB and Cleo out here.

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[nonhumanhermitheadcanons]

hear me out...

enderman hybrid mumbo. explains why he's so tall. AND he can teleport to places he wants too, often helps out the other hermits by picking up blocks and resources to give them!!! he has little purple blotches and marks on his skin, often from redstone burns and such. and he can stay awake for long periods of time!!

but the downside to it is often if he looks into people's eyes, he can have very violent visions and impulses to do that, so he can't maintain eye contact for very long.

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[dysphanic-redshift]

Hermitswap - rainymars_ interps

so I get very silly with my hermit interps. Have a chart of their species and such. I will gladly answer hermitswap requests (The entire reason I made this even)

Other facts for your leisure:

Hermits given the 'Keralis' species literally just gain the expression and nothing else

Voidbornes are an open slot, essentially. They have no visual cues aside from iridescent purple freckles (something that world chewers, voidwalkers, and Watchers have) BUT are capable of shapeshifting. Just pick absolutely anything for that, even species not on the list

World chewers also don't have many physical signs aside from the freckles- but they are an excuse to draw hermits going feral. They can spit acid that dissolves things and every dissolved thing is stored in a pocket dimension. Credit to Hermit Canyon for spawning this idea in my brain.

Gods won't have much in way of species tbh. They just look like themselves. However, I am open to giving their God titles. TFC is the God of the mines- Joe is Herobrine, the First God

Yes you are reading Iskall right. He is literally a krill/darkness dragon hybrid from sky: children of the light. Blame one of my irls for this.

HELSMITS ARE OPEN! Feel free to suggest them! As a mark regarding that, here's specified helsmit species for the ones I know of: TrueSymmetry: finch (avian); Boogeydubs: glare; HumanCleo: says on the tin; Hels: nether druid (crimson); Evil Xisuma: farlander enderman/voidwalker; Zedeath: reaper; Fork (hels!Mumbo): werewolf; NPC Grian: says on the tin; BadTimesWithScar: allay; Waspzuma: wasp/voidwalker

Other helsmits are ofc open, these are just the ones I know of

[insomniaruler]

My brain R E F U S E S to turn off so some misc mcyt headcanons :D

- Ren is captured currently by the watchers because he keeps getting to close to inciting a major uprising against them

- Lizzie is slowly becoming a Listener (starting from the swap out in Limited Life). The Listeners swapped her out to keep her sane after Last Life. And they wanted to preserve Pearls sanity so they swapped her in for a session.

- C!Ren is a pan disaster

-Grian, Pearl and Jimmy are siblings. They basically raised each other.

-Grian and Pearl are twins 

- Cleo & Joe are childhood best friends

Cleo was a young Zombie hybrid abandoned by her Lurch (a group of Zombies)

Joe was a code mistake who was cast off by the devs as a mistake, for years he was young and angry. Using his corrupted Code to jump around servers without notice and curse people (Herobrine). Eventually he was locked into the world hub by the devs.

They became fast friends with the need for survival

- Iskall keeps trying to sneak Tubbo & Fundy onto Hermitcraft to show them his Redstone creations

- Pix is the immortal champion of Death

He was a young elytran in the beginning of the Devs worlds

He was captured by poachers and killed for his wings

Death sent him back as a phantom when he made her a deal to spread her influence to new lands

- Etho is a shape shifter :D

- Mumbo is an enderman hybrid from the nether

- Mcc is a huge event on Hermitcraft, they usually invite the winning team (if it has hermits on it) to a giant party on the Server. It is insane.

[plagues02]

Hermit Species - HCs

(This also involves some familial relation hcs. I will probably also do more of these post to hit more hermits,, Grian might have his own post because I have thoughts)

Mumbo is some kind of shapeshift. He tries to act as human as he can, but everyone knows he’s not. No one has the heart to tell him that they know he’s not human. He’s fairly humanoid, but he can’t get rid of his fangs or pointed ears no matter what he tries.

Etho is also a shapeshifter. He’s way more open about being one, but he also likes his current look and doesn’t want to change it. Being the weeb he is, Etho does have cat ears and a tail.

Tango is a netherborn, specifically a blaze hybrid. His hair catches on fire when he gets mad, and the angrier he gets, the harder it is to control. He also have a tail.

Skizz is also netherborn, but he’s an enderman hybrid from a warped forest. His eyes match the blue of the land, and he is pretty tall due to his enderman blood.

Impulse is from the End. His mother was an Ender Dragon, and he looks the part. He has large wings, a dragon tail, and horns. He is also pretty tall.

Scar is an animal hybrid. He’s an american shorthair cat,, he looks like an anthro cat,, he’s a furry.

Xisuma is something that’s not human. He won’t stay what he is, if he even knows, but everyone knows he’s not human. His extra pair of eyes showed it, as well as his eyes being sheep like. He also has a tail with a pointed end. There’s also strange scars on his back that seemed like something was once there,,

As Xisuma’s twin, EX(also known as Void) is not human, but he looks less humanoid. They’re more sheep like with a sheep lower half and matching horns. He looks more human in face.

Zedaph looks mostly like a sheep hybrid(like a satyr with a sheep lower half), and that’s what he says when someone asks. However, as Xisuma’s and EX’s little brother, he does have some questionable features. He has an undersized pair of wings under his sweater.

Bdubs looks mostly human, but he also has some kind of connection to moss. If someone asks, he will just be like ‘idk I don’t think I’m human’

[rosenbergamot]

i like to think that theres just sometbing in the hermitcraft server code that transforms u into a hybrid. like. these were just regular ass humans before they started living there and by proximity the server has started to morph them into Something else. it started slowly at first in the earlier seasons and has only gotten more potent and effective as it goes on, almost as if its building and feeding off their energy.

and now doc is a. cyborg goat thing. rens a Dog. false and grian have bird wings. mumbo has shifted forms so many times that none of them can even tell if he was originally a human. cleo has become a FULL ON CORPSE. joe hills is a puppet now. like this is just normal for them. they just learn to live with it. these are permanent modifications made to their bodies and their minds and theyre all just like Yeah. Price i pay for being a hermit i guess XOXO

AND SOMETIMES IT CHANGES FROM SEASON TO SEASON (or from month to month, even) like joe wasnt a puppet last season but some force greater than him decided to yank his soul out of her body and now theyre a puppet. tango switched from blaze to Cold blaze and back to blaze between seasons. it FUCKED with him. imagine having ur core temperature shift so much like that. iskall rejoins and suddenly his bones are shifting all over again into a new form that the server has deemed is most appropriate for him this season. and its agonizing, sure, but its also like a 🙄🙄 eye roll moment bc we’ve been through this!!! god its like puberty all over again.

cub waking up one day and having to break the news to scar that hes no longer a vex . scar gets so sad he chews a hole through his base. jevin becoming less slimey and more solid and is so confused and uncertain about his entire life now because he cant fit in parts of his base when hes this solid. enderman mumbo who shifts and now no longer has a legitimate excuse to not make eye contact with people.

imagine being joel and skizz and talking to the past newcomers ab the weird stuff going on with ur body. skizz has noticed his shoulder blades have been aching recently, as if something underneath the skin is trying to pop out. joel has these weird growths on the top of his head. gem and pearl just laugh and go yeah man thats normal. shouldve been there when i became a weird alien thing last season lol.

theyre both just like ??? AND NOBODY WANTED TO TELL US ABOUT THIS???? to which all the other hermits shrug bc its such a widely accepted fact. its doing some cocomelon shit to their brain fr

[angeart]

“Grian.” His voice cracks, the call too small to be of any use, a tiny thing tightly packed with all of Mumbo’s heartbreak.

He’s never going to find him.

But he has to try. He has to keep trying. He has to keep going. 

His hand curls into a fist; he uses his forearm to push himself off the tree, determination warring with grief in his gaze. “Please,” he begs, anything and anyone who will listen. He’ll bargain with devils and gods and eldrich entities; he doesn’t care, he just needs Grian to be safe. He needs to find him. He needs to—

He can’t lose him.

— boatem circus au mumbo for elegy chapter V

close up and alt under the cut

[life-winners-liveblog]

How much did you understand of Ghostburs story?

SL!Jimmy: Oh gods.

SL!Mumbo: Jimmy?

SL!Jimmy: The whispers want me to recount Ghostburs story.

Ghostbur: Ooooooh!

SL!Jimmy: So from what I understand there is this guy named Philza.

Ghostbur: Yeah! He is very old!

SL!Jimmy: ok? ... And he fathers Alivebur?

Ghostbur: It's actually Wilbur! I call him Alive-bur to separate him from me: Ghost-bur!

SL!Jimmy: Ok then, Wilbur creates a country named L'Manberg and has at one point a child called Fundy.

Ghostbur: Fundy!!!!

SL!Mumbo: Then there is the whole exploding a country and asking his father to kill him.

SL!Jimmy: And thats how you were created?

Ghostbur: Yep!

SL!Jimmy: But Alivebur didn't disappear? Earlier you said he was here for a while.

Ghostbur: Yeah! This was his Limbo! We just traded places when he was revived!

SL!Mumbo: Uh... this is confusing... Very much so.

Ghostbur: Yep!

SL!Jimmy: How do you exist if Alivebur...Wilbur still existed indipendently?

Ghostbur: It's complicated... one moment there was 1 of us and then he died and there were two of us!

SL!Mumbo: So... It's more like...a...split??!

Ghostbur: Maybe? That sounds like what happened to Ranboo.

SL!Mumbo: ...Who in the world is Ranboo?!?

Ghostbur: Oh it was this Enderman-something else hybrid. Died a bit after Alivebur was revived!

SL!Jimmy: Are they here?!?

Ghostbur: Oh no! Each Limbo is its own thing! Sometimes they just allign!

SL!Mumbo: ok then...How does the splitting thing sound like them?

Ghostbur: Oh yeah! When he died he split! With his "mind" becoming a ghost and his "heart" being stuck in Limbo!

SL!Mumbo: This is too much for me.

[hmshermitcraft]

Mumbo is a Enderman hybrid, which means that sometimes he'll pick up a block or hermit whilst distracted and not realise until they get his attention or he tries to do something involving hands.

They all thought it was cute until he picks up Doc, a massive creeper-goat embedded with steel, and carries him like he nothing more than a wad of leaves.

~🪶

The hermits are, naturally, a little taken aback by this. How did they not know Mumbo is so strong?

Except, Mumbo can only seem to do it when he's distracted. If he's thinking about picking something up then, nope! It's heavy. He might be able to get Doc off his feet, but certainly not carry him effortlessly for several hours. Yet, when he's distracted, suddenly he's able to pick up a ravager like it's nothing!

There's some mysteries they don't think they'll ever be able to unravel. But Doc is writing the experiments up to try.

[hopepetal]

hehe fun TCD!Scar and Mumbo moment <3

@stiffyck The Boi(tm)

Based off of this post!

Scar had always been a bit of an enigma, in Mumbo’s mind. Cheerful, yes, but hiding something. That was nothing new on Hermitcraft though- everyone had a secret, even him. What made each person different was how they coped with their secret, whether it be a dark past, a hidden half of a hybrid, or some sort of scar from an Incident. Whatever it was, everyone on Hermitcraft was generally very accepting of each other and always understood if there were parts of themselves that people didn’t want to talk about.

It had been a pretty normal night so far. Mumbo had been planning on going mining for quite some time now, so he had stopped by Scar’s base after noticing the man was home. After all, spending time in the mines was a lot more fun if you had a friend with you. Scar had agreed, and they had both gone down into the caves together.

It was a fun trip! Mumbo got diamonds, Scar got killed… twice… but hey, he also got diamonds! All in all, they both got what they went down for and a few laughs besides. Trekking back toward the surface, holding a torch in one hand and a sword in the other, Mumbo made idle conversation with the other hermit. 

“I hope it won’t be night when we get back up. It’s so annoying,” Scar complained, his pickaxe swinging idly by his side, “having to deal with all the mobs and the darkness and it’s impossible to see, really. And the boatem hole! It’s so dark, someone could fall in!”

Mumbo chuckled, hopping up onto a ledge. “By someone, do you mean you?” His laughter only grew at Scar’s indignant protests. “You gotta admit, you are the most likely person to fall into the boatem hole. How many times has it happened so far, again?”

Scar spluttered, pretending to be offended. “Hey now! I’ll have you know, most of those deaths are on purpose! Yeah! So… take that!”

Sheathing his sword, Mumbo turned and offered his hand to help Scar up the next ledge. “Uh huh. Sure, mate.” His words were dripping with sarcasm, but his tone was light and his eyes shone. There was no true heat behind his words, said only in light hearted jest.

Scar continued to protest this as they walked through the cave, only pausing in his ramblings to groan in dismay upon seeing the dark night sky outside of the cave entrance. “Of course it’s like this! The world hates me, Mumbo, it truly does!”

Mumbo rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic. You can handle going outside at night.” Sure, it was a little inconvenient, and they had to watch out for mobs, but Mumbo was more than confident in their ability to handle whatever came across their path looking for trouble.

They began the journey back to boatem, continuing to chat but making sure to stay a little more alert now. Getting jumped by mobs was honestly a pain, and it made for an embarrassing respawn if and when it happened. Still, no one is perfect, and even the most experienced of travelers have their attention slip from time to time. 

Scar and Mumbo had just entered a forest, wandering down the path made by many people traversing the woods. The trees loomed overhead, like arms of the earth reaching toward the sky. Every now and again there would be the faint, distant sounds of bones rattling, or an enderman vwooping, but the pair paid no attention to it.

That was until Scar heard the soft groans from behind them, and turned to see the horde. Mumbo turned as well, but he was slower than Scar and only turned in time to see the man practically snarling, the rage in his eyes burning brighter than the torch Mumbo carried. Lunging forward, Scar yanked his pickaxe from his belt and swung at the zombies, bashing their skulls in with a disgusting cracking noise.

It was… frankly, it was horrifying. Scar moved as though every swing of his weapon, every step he took was fueled by an unending hatred. Even after the zombies fell, he continued to bring his pickaxe down on the undead corpses, blood splattering onto his clothes and across his face. Mumbo was frozen in place as he heard Scar- kind, cheerful Scar, who always had a smile on his face- start laughing, the kind of laugh that rose from fear and anger and adrenaline mixing together into a dangerous cocktail of emotions.

It was only when all the zombies were well and truly crushed that Scar looked up at Mumbo, his white-knuckled grip on the pickaxe not loosening. His eyes were glowing faintly, a crazed shine in them that caught the faint light from Mumbo’s torch. His shoulders were shaking, though Mumbo wasn’t sure if it was from fear or from the manic laughter that had his lips curled up into a smile.

Mumbo took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “Scar?” he began, his voice sounding far away to his ears, “Scar, mate, are you… alright?” He tried to sound as gentle as possible, his voice trembling ever so slightly as he spoke. He had never seen that kind of ferocity from the hermit- never expected it, either. It was a bit of a shock, but Mumbo was sure Scar was feeling about ten times worse given the look on his face.

Scar’s smile grew, his laughter shaking and nervous. He stepped toward Mumbo, away from the corpses. “Yeah! I’m doing great! Just dandy! Why wouldn’t I be?” His steps were uncertain, his knees shaky as though he were a newborn doe just taking its first steps. 

Mumbo frowned, starting to reach out before thinking better of it and letting his arm drop back to his side. “You’re a little shaky there, Scar. Think you can make it back to boatem?” He tried to keep his face neutral so as to not show just how concerned he was. This was… a new development, at least for him. “If not, I’m sure we can-”

Scar interrupted him quickly. “I can make it back. Come on, let’s go.” He pushed past Mumbo and continued down the dark forest path, his grip on his weapon still as tight as could be.

Mumbo sighed, glancing one last time at the corpses, before turning around and following Scar. This would be something to address at a different time, sooner or later.

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Hiya friends! Do you like Hermitcraft 8 from Mumbo’s POV? Well do I have the fic for you! Endermoon by Beeisforever! Mumbo is an enderman hybrid, Grian is a parrot and is siblings with Pearl and more!!! (I have never watched some of the POVs so please be patient w/ me)