#etho is making so many diamonds off of him

[bluebell612]

so excited about the museum, I can't wait to see all the art that gets chosen! And of course, the stuff already in there is amazing.

Author Name: Bluebell612

Title: Back To Back To Back

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[mourningbluebells]

Etho did it he said it he said the thing- “What have you ever done for me? In this series” DO Y’ALL UNDERSTAND NOW? Why Etho and Bdubs so often dance around becoming teammates instead of actually teaming up??

Etho and Bdubs have very different senses of what determines trust and a good backbone for team. Bdubs likes to make promises of unconditional trust, and assume their friendship is enough to make that mean something. He wants just saying the words to be enough to get Etho to also swear his unconditional loyalty.

Etho doesn’t consider someone his teammate until they’ve physically committed. They’ve worked together, mined together, or at least moved into his house. He doesn’t trust you until you’ve done something to prove that your words aren’t empty, even if it’s give him a diamond sword many episodes ago. So Bdubs just saying “we’re together until the end” and then not doing anything to prove it is just empty words. (Cleo says something along the lines of “he’s just trying to get things from Etho” at some point, and I think Etho generally feels similarly)

So great news for the Ethub’s enjoyers this season! They have in fact worked together! I was kind of hoping for a slightly longer break from BEST, but it should be fun!

(If you can’t tell, this is kind of my pet peeve. When the fandom goes “>:( why is Etho being mean and not teaming up with Bdubs when Bdubs SAYS it’ll be them secretly against the world” Y’all need to be equally mad when Etho goes “I built you a bedroom! We can team up!” And Bdubs just fucks off to go hang out with his actual team. Because he tried! He tried to team up and get Bdubs to join the roomies! But Bdubs wouldn’t commit!)

[teddybearsandspaceships]

Notes for the Scar stream from 9.9.2024 that I forgot to post. I highly recommend this one, it was a ton of fun. Featuring Banana!Scar, Bdubs´ and Keralis´ baby, Hermit tours, Etho discovering Gem´s secret basement, and many other fun things.

Scar doing Bob Ross voice xD

Cleo logs on! \o/ Scar goes to her immediately to show off his armor stand work. Cleo is impressed.

Scar sells Cleo a boat of parrots and puts his tactical khakis back on. Cleo insists they are short shorts. Cleo is thinking about putting Thorns on their armor because Gem punches them so often.

Cleo doesn´t want to tell Poe Poe Scar about their shopping district plans so Scar puts on his banana skin xD

Cleo tells Banana Scar about their secret tunnel plans. Banana Scar promises not to spill any secrets he hears while he is Banana Scar.

Scar doesn´t want to disrupt Mumbo´s rebirth. “I´m not saying old Mumbo was bad but I love new Mumbo best.” New Mumbo builds, and he´s proud of himself, and he uses armor stands.

They go see Mumbo´s toxis waterspill and admire his armor stands, including the people in hazmat suits. Scar asks and Cleo confirms that they´re basically HEP.

Scar shows Cleo his “Etho in a box,” you have to re-assemble him yourself. It unfortunately involves showing chat his shulker monster.

He also shows Cleo his chests filled with the remains of the mountain he removed. Cleo says he didn´t have to remove the mountain. Scar says he likes to make things as difficult as possible for himself and put himself through pain and misery. Cleo agrees, also says that in previous seasons he could have asked her and Joe to do it but she´s decided she´s done digging for people.

Cleo is wondering how much it would cost to get Scar to wear a banana suit to a doctor as a dare. Scar counter-offers Twitchcon. “Be the banana.”

Scar is very stressed about how much he has to do before Twitchcon. Cleo: “counterpoint:  not doing it.” Unfortunately that would make his sponsor mad.

Scar laments he always has his foot in his mouth. That reminds him, he has to get his toenails cut before Twitchcon. Cleo: “well, if they´re in their mouth already…” and then says he could make money off those foot pics. Scar: “I do want a new house, but not that much.”

Mr Finnegan! He looks so grumpy, aww. And Katy Bee! She looks a bit more “head empty” ^^ (Oh noes, did Finney, actually damage the mike?) Scar using a lint roller on himself to get rid of the cat hair ^^

Cat talk. Scar complains Grian doesn’t post enough pictures of his cats.

Cleo is having trouble doing stuff at the moment. [I relate.]

Cleo is not friends with people who use AI images. If an AI did the Hermitcraft meeting minutes, it would include all the inappropriate jokes. Cleo clarifies that they don´t mean slurs, they mean dirty jokes. People who share AI images are weird.

The stock market is just gambling that reflects how happy rich people are.

After some more talking on top of Scar´s massive floating chest pile Cleo suggests they should go bother someone else. Scar immediately picks Etho.

They meet Etho at Frogger and he explains the game to Cleo. They show them the trophy. Cleo says “it looks like Bdubs and Keralis had a baby.” Etho can see it: it was during Bdubs´ mossy period. He misses mossy Bdubs. Scar mentions glowstone Bdubs, but neither Cleo or Etho remember that.

Cleo and Scar tell Etho he can confess secrets to Banana Scar. Etho confesses he´s a little worried about the upcoming mace race against Ren. Etho doesn´t even have a mace to practice with.

Etho and Cleo need to figure out a time for Cleo to teach him about armorstands. Etho and Scar practice the mace race course.

Cub shows up and tries to smash Banana Scar but fails.

Off to play Frogger! Both Cleo and Etho try to steal Cub´s wallet because the shulker box is more than half full with stacks of diamond blocks. Scar is astonished Cub doesn´t have a vault yet. If Cub doesn´t build one, Scar might have to do it for him.

Scar and Cub do some runs. “Careful, there´s a banana on the street!”

The game also doubles as an incidental head farm, and Etho tells Cleo they can have them.

Some Minecraft updates update discussion. Cleo wants a meat block. Etho points out it´s a kid´s game – laughter- Cub saying he´s on his own – Etho says it´d make the game more gory – Scar: nice save. Cleo also wants meat stairs, slabs… it should give you regen… Etho: “and you should hear the screams of your fallen foes as you eat their flesh.” Cleo could be behind people meat.

Kitchen update would be cool. Etho thinks it would be so cool if eating a glowberry made you glow. Cub says they denied that idea to his face. Apparently the reason is because Bedrock doesn´t have the glowing effect.

Update wishes: Cleo wants a meat block, Scar wants colored lights, Cub wants fletching table functionality, Etho wants programmable NPCs

Mojang should just hire Tango. Some more talk about the Minecraft movie trailer, etc. etc. Weird that they´re already so many months into the season, and Etho still doesn´t have a roof… Cub said Etho was inspired by the Barbie movie.

Scar claims he´s a rule follower. Mhm.

Cleo doesn´t want to build dog houses for Cub, Scar complains they´re all bad at business. Cleo says they want to do less armor stand work. Etho says he´ll have to get them frustrated so they´ll teach him, Cleo says that´s not necessary.

Tour of Cleo´s base! Cleo combined Skyrim and Fallout.

Cleo: “What are you thinking about, Etho?” “It´s complex.” “I´m a complex person, I´ll understand.”

Scar learning about Cleo´s monster: “Can we sic the monster on people?” “Who are you siccing the monster on Scar.” “Secret.”

Next stop: Etho´s base. Scar says with the purple on the roof it looks like an inflatable bouncy castle.

Scar is adorably excited about touring the bases. Next stop: Cub.

Nothing wrong with being a forehead guy.

Cleo asks Cub for silverfish heads to scare Joe with.

Etho is nitpicky about saying something works perfectly. Cleo: “Etho knows all about being perfect.” Etho: “When your mom tells you you´re perfect, Scar, she doesn´t really mean perfect.” “Oh my god, I´m a perfect angel.”

Gem joins Hermit tours!

Etho: I still need to murder you today. Gem: what? Cleo: In-game! Definitely what he meant.

Scar tours! Scar shows them natural arch bridge, Gem says it´s not very accessible. Scar: god I hate disabled people, stupid wheelchairs, always needing ramps and accommodation, jeez…

Scar tries to sell Gem a boat of parrots. Gem asks what he needs diamonds for, Scar, hesitant: “Etho´s… game?”

Scar then tries to sell Etho a boat. Etho says he can just make his own boat. Cleo reminds him he forgot to offer the parrots.

Scar might have been stealing an allay from Gem and Grian´s squid farm, according to pirate rules. Gem says she and Grian own all the salt water and False owns the fresh water. It´s all cursed anyway.

Scar agrees to give the parrots to Gem for free. Cleo: I understand, you love Gem more than me, it´s fine. Gem: I´m just scarier than you Cleo.

Etho is not impressed by the ravager riders Scar captured. “Meh.” He wants Scar to get a wither skeleton on a horse. After they leave he does tell Scar that his base is looking great, even though he likes to give him a hard time.

Gem saying he focused on one of the fears when building her kraken. Etho: “Bad hair day.”

Gem showing off her new interior. Scar: “Guys, there´s the cake, it wasn´t a lie.”

Etho is a critique-er of labs. He´s the Ethos-lab, after all.

Gem shows them her anthropologist´s lab, and they find Etho in the basement. Etho, shocked: “What? What are you doing to me? I look alive!” Wonders if Gem is trying to turn him into a monster. Then: “It´s fine, it´s a clone of me anyway, you can do whatever you want with him. Don´t keep him up too late though, ´cause then he gets grumpy.”

Scar shows them Bdubs´ new build in the city and gushes about the lighting. Then they go admire Joel´s city.

Etho´s been in a sandwich tragedy because they stopped selling Hungarian salami. He´s doing a lot of bacon instead recently.

Cub is disappointed that Joel waxed the back and front of all his signs, he wanted to mess with them.

Scar: “Alright, sweet angels.” He´s been streaming for four hours and feels like he´s losing his mind. Etho fading out, remarks on that´s something he has…

[thecoolerliauditore]

🤝 the cubitos teaming up with That Option and It already happening again in episode 1

It's so bad in here man. I'm still trying to puzzle together what's going on with Tango because I thought he hated these guys man I thought we were done with this.

Bdubs' POV gave me so many flashbacks to BEST especially when Etho kind of uses Tango as a vehicle to.... idk what the word even is. Do whatever he does to Bdubs. Like with the horse armour thing where he gave Tango iron horse armour just to make giving Bdubs the diamond armour look better. And Bdubs jumping in front of him mining literally any ore ever and yelling at him for some unknown godforsaken reason at the zombie spawner. Like Tango pleaseee you're third wheeling these things so hard they don't care about you man they don't care about you.

Can Tango and Pearl just both fuck off and make their own team. Live in a hole or something. Would be cool.

That being said I'm really excited to see where this team leads in terms of this being like. post-character development BEST essentially. Although right now it looks like nothing's developed on the Tango end of things.

[bluiex]

Hello! I’m back again up at ungodly hours going insane with ideas. Was working on who ever I forgot the last time BUT I’m not done yet!

Scar is still mayor but works part time with the scientist to help them, like a good mayor should!

Bdubs is still mayor’s right hand, but like he just owns a random coffee shop he (use to) co-owns with his maybe best friend maybe FWB(aka Etho)

I was rewatching and reading the wiki for what I should take from cannon to add and saw that Etho was a double agent that ended up siding with the MR(mycelium resistance) so like- same thing here- since he’s such close friends with Bdubs he got info from Bdubs then got caught by Bdubs, talking to Mother Spore

(imagine- “Mother! I’ve got the information you wanted” Bdubs knew that voice from anywhere, it was Etho.. but that’s strange…Etho’s mother died years ago, he was there for the funeral.

“Thank you love”(parents call their child by pet names like love, babes, little mama etc, no ship sicko😡) As Bdubs turned the corner, he saw her(him? The team still wasn’t sure) lightly touching Etho’s cheek, like a mother trying to calm her crying child. 

He must of said something out loud cause she(?) snap her head to him before running off, Etho on her back(it reminded him of the times when they were children, but it was only Etho giving him pig back rides as he wasn’t strong enough to hold him)

Bdubs did not return to work for two days, of course the mayor came to check that he had not been taken(and maybe became a therapist for those few hours he was there for) But he was heart broken and maybe one day…maybe one day, he’ll be okay.)

Joe Hills is Joe Hills and he worked at his friend Cleo’s museum before taking it over after she disappeared.

Cleo didn’t join the MR, I don’t know why but I want her to disappear and I mean she’d fit in with the MR cause you know, gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. But- idk

Beef owns the local supermarket, many of the locals believe he’s a vampire tho none can prove it.

Iskall owns the biggest architectural company(idk why but I want to make him just disappear too but I’m not.)

Hypno- Hypno just a random guy who owns a few shops(the diamond store and the trident store for fisherman) who happened to be friends with a few of the missing (XB, Jevin and TFC)

I still don’t know what to do with Wels.

(I’m still working on placing all the other hermits and a one else I want to add. They’ll all get something special, even if just one scene.)

-🌺🪸🥀

Yesyes please keep Etho being a double agent! Then going to the resistance anyways

Wels could probably be an "arms" dealer (Idk giving both sides weapons an stuff along those lines)

[aceoftwos]

this is absolutely fascinating. hope you don’t object to me jumping in but i was classpecting (also assigning lunar sway and planets to) the traffic players so there’s obviously some crossover. hopefully it’s okay to share what i’ve come up with! (i was mostly using the extended zodiac test and my own knowledge and also the homestuck wiki, as well as the old @classpector tumblr for reference. gonna try to track down all the reasoning for who goes where.)

analysis under the readmore bc this got. long.

keep in mind that i was trying to build a functional session and was actively trying to not double up on classes/aspects, as well as only having so many player slots available, so some may not be a perfect fit.

• BdoubleO100, Heir of Blood

feel like this one is kind of obvious. if you look at the way bdubs portrays himself, in any of the seasons (that i’ve seen) of either hermitcraft or the traffic series, he’s heavily influenced by the people around him—moulding himself to be the perfect mayoral campaign manager, or the loving husband in double life, or... whatever the fuck his official role was for king ren. and, of course, he’s influencing them in turn.

Land of Castles and Clockwork (LOCAC), for obvious reason.

• Etho, Mage of Space

hear me out—they both make a lot of sense separate from each other. if you look at what the extended zodiac says about space players: they tend to play the waiting game, they’re innovators. and as for the class, well... that, of course, is a little more complicated. it a little bit boiled down to a gut feeling that it was right?

Land of Slabs and Frogs (LOSAF), also for obvious reasons. the frogs were required which is probs good bc i’m not sure what i’d put there otherwise.

• GoodTimeWithScar, Sylph of Breath

classpecting scar, my beloathed. he went through like six different classpects before i finally settled on this one. the aspect stayed fairly consistent. it’s about freedom and charisma and sort of just, living like there are no rules. scar invites everyone to play along, let loose, allow yourself to be scammed out of those diamond boots. as for sylphs, they specialize in healing. just being in his company offers you more freedom. one of us is on red but we want to keep being friends? sure, no rules against it! (there are literal rules against it, scar.) he bends the rules easy as breathing for himself and anyone else in his company, restoring what freedom the rules have stripped away.

Land of Sand and Wheels (LOSAW), is... well. sand as a representation of this whole thing he’s got going on with grian. bc hoo boy, those two can’t seem to get away from each other. and wheels for his travelling salesman gig, for his wheelchair, for the idea of moving forward and progressing.

• Grian, Lord of Void

this was heavily based around both watcher lore and grian’s role as both creator and admin for the series. an example that a friend suggested was from limlife, how the mansion was reset in the second session but grian kept denying that it was ever destroyed to begin with.

Land of Sight and Sand (LOSAS), once again goes back to the watcher lore and also the whole inescapable thing with scar.

• impulseSV, Thief of Mind

no one can deny that impulse is an innovator, the type to think and think then think some more. @classpector suggests a thief of mind wouldn’t be very creative, but i disagree. redstone at its core is tweaking designs. changing the designs of others to make it more efficient for current circumstances, to make it fit better within a build, or just using it as a baseline to go completely off the rails—which i think fits impulse quite nicely.

Land of Stone and Automatons (LOSAA), is a play on the dwarf thing he’s got going on in s9 and the classic redstone need to automate.

• PearlescentMoon, Rogue of Doom

pearl was actually the first person to get a definite classpect. purely bc of the proposed idea that the rogue of doom would be a trash collector. given her role as the cleaning lady of s9, well, the choice was basically made for me.

Land of Soup and Megaflora (LOSAM), need i say more?

• Tango, Knight of Rage

yes, i gave the guy commonly depicted with literal fire for hair the rage aspect. i get it. but this wasn’t a choice made lightly. knights are active players, who often use their aspect as a weapon of choice. think back to last life and his reaction to bdubs’ boogeyman kill, double life and the immediate reaction to the ranch being set on fire. both time he reacted immediately and the intended consequences for the actions taken against him were incredibly harsh. in the traffic series, rage has often been the catalyst for tango’s choices. this, and the extended zodiac’s take on rage players being the bringers of chaos, calling them volatile and unpredictable (see: rancher’s revenge). but yeah. also the fire hair thing.

Land of Horns and Heat (LOHAH), bc i’m an absolute sucker for his friendship with jimmy. i am desperate for more interactions. and the heat thing is obvious.

• ZombieCleo, Witch of Life

do i even have to explain this, given we came to the same conclusion? yes? all right. she’s known for her armor stand work, literally breathing life into wood and leather. she bends her aspect to her will, creating the appearance of life with  limbs that move despite being very clearly dead. also it’s just hilarious.

Land of Mannequins and String (LOMAS), is again obvious. but god i want to see this planet. i can only imagine it looking incredibly vibrant and full of life and then as you get closer you have to fight your way thru the spiderweb of strings being used to keep everything in place.

and the non-hermits for anyone interested...

• bigbst4tz2, Maid of Mind

other than scar, bigb was the absolute worst to try and figure out. part of that is he’s not often paired with players i watch (other than the short amount of time he was with cleo in last life and grian in double life) and also. he just strikes me as very quiet, often in a supporting role. he got assigned the last class that i needed to fill out the rotation, unfortunately.

Land of Static and Oleander (LOSAO), was maybe an odd choice. we have oleander, also known as nerium, which is a plant that’s quite pretty—but poisonous. it commonly signifies the complicated nature of relationships, calling back to last life and double life. as to static, well. his name. obviously. but that’s also just how i see him. he’s hard to pin down.

• InTheLittleWood, Seer of Time

this was decided during limlife. the time aspect felt a little on the nose, but y’know. it’s also quite impacted by martyn’s lore and the idea of listeners being able to eavesdrop on different parts of the timeline. but he’s another player i haven’t had the opportunity to study in depth so, this may be entirely wrong.

Land of Trees and Shadows (LOTAS), bc of the whole woods theme and the shadows as a callback to last life. this is another planet with imagery that makes me go insane. there’s been some lengthy discussions.

• Smajor1995, Prince of Light

interestingly, the same classpect you originally assigned tango. we all know scott’s got the star symbolism going on which clearly ties into light. he’s also just lucky and seems very good at manipulating the odds—aside from the very first game, he’s consistently finished top three. it’s insanity. the prince bit was partially based on his character in empires s1 and also just... vibes.

Land of Diamonds and Frost (LODAF), bc of scott’s association with the cold after empires s1 and diamonds bc i thought it’d be funny given that diamonds are incredibly important in minecraft and functionally useless in sburb. also diamonds are prisms, which create rainbows, ties into empires s2.

• Smallishbeans, Bard of Heart

yes, this is an odd one. if you so much as glance at what the extended zodiac has to say about heart players, it was pretty obvious where joel was going to end up. i struggled with his class for a while before finally arriving at bard. joel’s always hiding behind loud and boisterous emotions, stomping down anything real. he plays the role and does it well. the only time i can recall seeing him anywhere close to genuine is when he spoke to afk!grian in limlife and even there he was posturing a bit.

Land of Quartz and Viscera (LOQAV), bc of quartz being one of his main exports in empires s2 and bc joel loves murder. also just thought the image of gore juxtaposed against pure white quartz was striking.

• SolidarityGaming, Page of Hope

i’ve been met with significant opposition for this one, as well as numerous suggestions to slap a doom label on him. let me tell you why that doesn’t work. it comes down to the canary in a coal mine shtick. that and if you scroll to the very bottom to read the extended zodiac’s take on doom players, it absolutely does not fit jimmy in the fucking slightest. he’s extremely positive—always determined not to go out first, despite what seems inevitable. he draws people in with his personality (and the opportunity to make fun of him but let’s not get into that) and charisma, tho it’s a very different sort from scar’s. and, of course, when jimmy meets his eventual and inevitable end the entire server usually descends into immediate chaos—you might say it’s because all hope has died.

Land of Coal Mines and Horns (LOCMAH), is. uh. yeah. pretty sure you know why. coal mines for canary reasons and horns for tango reasons.

Alright yeah we doin this

An incomplete list of current headcanons for Homestuck Classpects of Hermits (a work in progress)

(Updated on Feb 9 after the war’s end made me realize a few things)

Joe has been throwing around big Rogue energy the last few weeks. Living in other people’s bases/borrowed spaces around the server, weaponizing stuff that’s frankly not weaponry, casually trying to bend the rules to pass over the moat, sneaking fans onto the server, creating a diss track in a matter of hours and “including” his teammates into it… all from a pacifist standpoint, mind you. I’m currently saying Rogue of Space. Edit: No no no I’m a goddamn fool. Wow. Joe is a Heart player. So I’m going with Rogue of Heart, though this revelation also has me reevaluating the Rogue part a little.

Doc has long obviously been a Doom player - the rules are his plaything. I’m going with Thief of Doom specifically. He has duplicated countless items over the seasons, he will manipulate the truth for his own purposes, and honestly just? Oh we’re gonna casually make a precision creeper cannon, oh and btw we’re gonna shoot ourselves in on llamas while we’re at it.

Grian I haven’t been watching for anywhere near as long so I’m having a hard time pinning down his class (my instincts say Heir, but he’s so ready to cause chaos I can see Bard or Prince), but his aspect for me comes down to Breath or Hope. He got almost the entire rest of the server to play along on three of his games by now simply by saying okay these are happening everyone :D c’mon let’s goooo! For being the diving force behind most the season right now, I dub him an Heir of Hope.

Tango is a Light player - his luck is too extraordinary (how many times has he said “I could use __” and gotten it?), he knows too much, he is happy to use that information for crazy shit. Plus last season he put a giant nether base into the overworld and this season he’s holding up a lake with a force field. I’d previously written him down as Prince of Light, but he’s softened out so other arguments could be made.

Xisuma is a Mage, keeping things organized and level. I had him down as a Space player when I made my original list last season, but part of that was a joke about his volcano. Having multiple “hims” all logged in on the LPMT server to AFK for different things and keep things in line felt more Time player though, and he isn’t someone I’d consider myself an “expert” on, so I’ll write him as “Mage of Time” with a large-ish question mark beside it.

I’ve always enjoyed the joke of Life player Cleo - after all, she’s a zombie! But this season she’s brought in the armor stands, which have a life of their own… Plus she was very, very, very determined to win that Phantom hunt. Between those, and a bit of bias via her long-running Sims series, as of right now I have her as a Witch of Life.

Cub as Lord of Void and Scar as Muse of Breath. I know, I know, pulling out Lord and Muse are fighting words, but explain to me how the heck else they get as much done as they do. Was particularly motivated by last season - Cub creating the Cub Hub, Scar managing 18,000 miles flown, and the sheer scale of their projects. Cub basically magics things into existence (or out of existence - the absurd win on the Phantom Hunt, getting bored and just finishing digging the nether hub), while Scar is the root of all inspiration on that server and so beloved his cat’s now in the game. Doubles as fun because Void and Breath fit Vex Magic both thematically and color-wise.

Rendog is a Page. I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules, he just is, you know it in your souls, and you know he would be proud of the dang outfit. I unfortunately don’t quite know what kind of Page though - currently my notes say Page of Heart.

Zedaph is a Bard of Life. I thought Page for him initially, too Wormman jokes but the man has to find the most difficult way to do everything and thrives on bases that blend into their surroundings. Also at one point he killed himself repeatedly to opera music just to troll people, so…

Stress’s is already suggested by her name - she’s a Maid of Rage. It makes more sense when you remember Rage is about emotions in general, rather than just actual rage, and see that her content, more than anyone else’s, feels ruled by her emotions in both release schedule and actual content. All of her singing, all of her typing out her accent, all of her actually expressing her frustrations but treating them as just part of life, all fit with that.

From here we start getting into people I’m only clear enough on to have one or the other written down for:

False is a Knight. She has a strong sense of duty and of preserving her self-image. She also can fight like nobody’s business.

Mumbo is a Time player. I thought Space at first as a joke about all his storage systems, but I’ve started to see those as a tool to balance how organized (and scant) his time is. More than any other hermit, he is a creature of habit/routine.

Impulse, as the other ideas guy, feels to me like a Mind player.

I think of Iskall as a Seer, but that may just be because of the imagery of his diamond eye.

Bdubs isn’t really around anymore, but while he was I had him down as a Blood player for his role within the NHO.

Everyone else I either can’t get a good enough read on despite watching them, or don’t watch enough of their content, to really pin anything down. Is Wels actually a Knight? I just don’t know, but I feel like no. Is anyone on this server a Sylph? Who the hell is the Space player so we can finally get a successful session? I just don’t know!

But of course all of these are just my thoughts/headcanons, based on my observations and brief talk with a couple friends about it, so they are completely open to debate/interpretation/argument/expansion.

(Please debate me. I am that kind of person. I want to think more about these!)

[babygirlbdubs]

masquerade! burning glances, turning heads

a gift fic for @briseise ! sorry it’s a couple days late i got gay and this got out of hand

(this is set in the same universe and occurs after this fic ! though u don’t have to read that one to understand this one hehe)

relationships: cledubs, scardubs, impdubs, ethubs, rendubs link to read: (x) words: 5525

Orchestral music fills the air from down the hall as Bdubs makes the final adjustments to his outfit. A new moss cloak was made just for this occasion, cutting off at his waist so as not to cause issue on the ballroom floor. It fits him exquisitely— Ren ensured only the best for his hand— framing his shoulders and flaring perfectly to the sides. Diamonds and emeralds glint in the light where they have been placed throughout the fresh moss. Flowers blossom here and there across the drapery, adding soft color to his ensemble.

He tugs at his corset, ensuring it is exactly in place— though he’s certain Scar will have secured it precisely as needed. His jewelry is triple-checked— Cleo’s handiwork— earrings, necklaces, and rings adorning him in riches. Smoothing his hands over himself, he pauses at a small golden chain dangling between a hook and his pocket. The watch it secures is pulled carefully out, Bdubs running a thumb over the edge. A gift from Impulse. A reminder of a past life that remains unforgotten. Perhaps too simple in fashion for this event, but Bdubs can’t bring himself to set it aside even for just the evening. He tucks it back into his pocket.

Finally, the last piece is picked up from the vanity and turned over in his hands. Masterfully hand-crafted by Etho himself, just for tonight. It is stunning, causing Bdubs’ breath to catch in his throat as he admires it once more. A mask, fitting to half of his face, modeled to appear as though a flurry of butterflies gracefully rest upon his cheek and brow. From the bottom dangles delicate silver chains, creating an artful semi-veil over half of his mouth.

With a soft inhale, he secures the mask to his face, the black butterflies pairing beautifully with the darker eye makeup he chose for the night.

Stepping back, he takes in his appearance in the full length mirror beside him. The tunic he wears beneath his corset is simple so as not to distract from the intricate silver-work dancing along the corset itself. His slim slacks match in burgundy color, with barely-noticeable silver pinstripes which shimmer in the light. A few more moments deliberation are given before, satisfied, he turns to make his way to the main event.

The serenade being played grows louder as he walks from his room down to the ballroom itself. The lilting melody piques and crescendos before quieting once more and ultimately falling silent. Bdubs stands just outside the doorway, clearing his throat softly before finally flitting onto the scene.

Casting his gaze about the room, he sees many figures, but recognizes very few— faces covered. Hidden from one another. A night to pretend to be someone different. A night of fantasy and illusion.

A masquerade.

continue reading...

[arts-and-drafts]

Come Morning Light (Part 10)

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine

(We made it!! It's Part 10!!!! Holy shit!! This chapter was a bitch to write but I think it turned out pretty good! Grian stans come get your juice :) Heed the warnings on this one! It's getting real!)

CWs: Extreme violence, graphic depictions of injury, death

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It took everything Grian had to not fly as fast as he physically could to the shopping district.

He had to stay in line with a handful of his fellow hermits, chosen to scope out the shopping district and lead Dream away to the rendezvous point if they found him. Until then, they were sent in to douse the fire, and try their best to secure the shops' goods. A lot of work went into those resources, and they would be weakened both financially and materially if it all burned.

That was the excuse they were given, anyway. Grian knew that in truth, the plan had changed. If all they were doing was damage control, Xisuma wouldn't have sent Hermitcraft's best fighters (sans False and Iskall, who were told to remain behind to recover), to handle it. Besides, resources could always be replenished, however annoying it was to do so.

Dream set their shops ablaze on purpose. They were flying towards a fight.

Heat blasted Grian's face in a wave as they passed over the outskirts of the fire, and his stomach dropped as he witnessed the many shops that were already completely obliterated. PyroTeknics, Monster's Brew, Grian's own Barge--anything that could burn was reduced to ash, and the fire kept going. Grian nearly wept at the sorry sight of Scar's once-beautiful diamond crested trees that lined the road to the Town Hall, now charred to stumps. It made Grian's stomach clench in anger.

Nearly everything was built of flammable materials because there was no threat of fire, before now. How did that change? How powerful had Dream become, in a server where he should've had none?

Grian was violently ripped from his thoughts as Etho cried out, and the avian turned just in time to see his friend plummet from the sky with a flaming arrow in his icy elytra wing.

"ETHO!" Grian and Stress yelled out in unison, both unable to dive quick enough to catch their fallen friend.

Etho hit the beautiful basalt road at the foot of the rules board with a terrible CRACK, and all of his items exploded outwards as everyone's communicator buzzed.

[Etho was doomed to fall by Dream]

"Finally," came the voice from False's elytra shop, horribly, triumphantly smug.

Grian's blood went cold.

"He's here!!"

Grian held back as the team scattered, Jevin and Stress rushing forward as Scar and xB flew off to get a better scope with their bows. Grian watched for an opening as Dream deftly blocked Jevin's sword and swiped his leg under Stress', nearly making her topple off the thin platform in the sky.

Stress bared her teeth, now razor sharp, and raised her sword, but Dream took that small moment of vulnerability to slice at her unprotected stomach. Stress screamed, her delicate wings spasming horribly as she jerked away, and her foot finally slipped off the thin platform. The flames flashed brighter, and Grian couldn't move fast enough.

[stressmonster101 was burnt to a crisp whilst fighting Dream]

Jevin took that moment to jump and swing his sword for a critical hit while Dream's back was turned with a yell of outrage.

Dream grunted in pain as Jevin's blade actually hit, and green blood seemed to glow neon on the slime's sword as the flames surrounding them found the woolen llama mascot of The Spitz. Dream whipped around faster than any of the hermits could predict, and nearly severed Jevin's arm from the rest of him with a terrible SQUELCH.

Jevin opened his mouth to scream, but he never got the chance.

[iJevin was slain by Dream using Nightmare]

Two arrows whizzed past Grian's head as he wavered in the air, utterly shocked at the efficiency and speed in which Dream took two hermits out. Both projectiles stuck into Dream's back, catching the cloth of his hoodie alight with enchanted fire.

And Dream finally screamed, his yell of pain just barely toned with a sudden fear. He was low on health.

Grian saw his opening.

With a single beat of his mighty wings, Grian shot towards Dream like a vengeful bullet. The invader barely turned towards him in time to be slammed into and pitched into the flames.

Dream landed hard, flashing red with damage as his clumsy stolen wings did nothing to catch him in time. Grian, landing on his feet, was already on top of him, and he ripped Scar's elytra off of Dream's back with a single movement.

"These don't belong to you," he growled, relishing in Dream's body language as he scrambled to his feet and equipped his chestplate. He was scared, for a reason both remembered vividly.

It was a game the first time Grian killed Dream. He was not playing now.

"You jumped me last time," Dream panted, the sheer arrogance in his words making Grian's blood boil hotter than the flames surrounding them. Dream just killed two of his friends in front of his eyes, and here he was defending his loss from moons ago as if Grian gave a single damn about how powerful Dream really was right now.

"Round two." Grian uttered, and he charged.

Dream barely threw up his axe handle in time to block Grian's sword, and the avian was never so angry that Dream covered his face then at this moment. He wanted to see the fear he knew was there. He wanted to know Dream was just as scared as all of his friends were when he cut them down.

His imagination would have to be enough.

Grian beat his wings, sending flames swirling into the sky as they glowed brighter with the oxygen. The temperature rose significantly, but Grian barely felt it.

He kicked Dream in the midsection while his arms were occupied, and the god reeled back from the force, hissing in pain as he couldn't stop fast enough to avoid the walls of fire that now surrounded them.

"Wait--wait!" Dream stammered, summoning a golden carrot with one hand and desperately holding out the other, like his pleas alone would be enough to stop Grian's advance.

He wasn't feeling merciful today, but he hesitated for Tommy. Remember the plan. He couldn't kill Dream, he had to lead him to Xisuma so they could get rid of him for good.

The plan said nothing about roughing Dream up a bit, though.

Grian stalked forward and sliced upwards, barely missing Dream's arm as the invader dodged out of the way. Grian didn't stop moving, stabbing at Dream's chest when he got too close to swing again.

The blow was strong enough to make Dream grunt, even if it barely dented his armor, and that in itself seemed to finally get Dream to start defending himself.

Dream swiped his axe blade up at Grian's head, and the avian jumped back to avoid it. Even if Dream was scared, his movement was still lightning-quick, the attack as precise as it was deadly.

The split second that Grian paused allowed Dream to eat, but the avian used that moment to charge forward. There was no fair fighting here.

Grian body slammed Dream sword-first, thrusting the god into the fire. Dream choked down a scream as the smell of burnt flesh and cloth punctured through the acrid smoke. Dream switched his axe out for a water bucket, but in dousing the flames at his feet, Grian was able to advance yet again.

Dream jumped away at the last moment, skirting the flames at his heels before using his momentum to rush forward. Grian threw up his blade to block the attack, and enchantments clashed once again with a rippling shockwave of magic, the impact alone enough to make Grian's feathers stand on end.

He could tell Dream was getting the better of his nerves the longer they fought. But for every axe swing, Grian responded with three more of his sword. They were matched in viciousness, but Grian was an unstoppable force. The flurry of blades became their entire reality.

Grian barely felt the wounds Dream desperately inflicted on his exposed chest and arms. His heartbeat drowned out the roar of the blazing fire all around them. His lungs burned just as fiercely as the flames containing them, but Grian did not stop.

His thoughts devolved into single-minded fury. Slice. Stab. Charge. Swipe. Kill. Kill. Kill. K̸I̷L̸L̴.̷

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And then Grian stopped, all the rage inside his mind and soul instantly snuffed out. He numbly raised his hand to the arrow in his throat.

[Grian was slain by GoodTimeWithScar]

-

Scar lowered his bow from the roof of the Town Hall, letting out a practiced breath. He saw the bloodied green figure that was Dream carefully move forward and start going through Grian's stuff, and his chest tightened with sorrow.

He'd only seen Grian like that once before, in a hazy memory of sand and explosions and blood. He knew killing Grian was the only way to snap him out of it. If Scar didn't intervene, Dream would've died, and it would have all been for nothing. All of their friends would've died in vain.

He had to keep telling himself that.

It was for the greater good.

Scar pulled his mouth into a thin line and opened his communicator with a heavy heart.

[falsecryptic]

03/10/22 - Cookie

A Ethubs fic set in Season 9 before Etho moves out of Bdubs' monolith.

Day three of Hermittober!

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A small stream of smoke rose from the set of candles sitting on the ground, wax still dripping slowly down the side. Where a wall was just moments ago was now an opening. A narrow staircase spiraled down, barely lit. The dank passage was a sharp contrast from the bright and pleasant monolith.

Pulling his mossy cloak tighter around him, Bdubs quickly decended. His footsteps, the sound of damp gravel and dirt rubbing against the sole of his shoe and the stone steps, echoed slightly. The sound of his racing heart and his fast breathing accompanied it.

He tried to focus on the sound but his mind kept drifting. Drifting back to the last few weeks. The last few years. The last few decades. Always with the same person.

Going down further and further, he eventually found himself in a much more open passage. The stairs now dropped down into deep pits on either side. Skeletons and other hostile mobs lined the ledges in the walls. The path before him would have been dangerous if he wasn't careful. Yet his pace never wavered. Each stair and every stone, was familiar to him and he paid no attention to them anymore. He knew through muscle memory alone every step.

Thoughts raced through Bdubs' head. He stoped trying to suppress them at some point although he didn't quite remember when.

Is this even a good idea? What if he thinks this is weird? What if he sees right through me and rejects me? Will that ruin our entire relationship? But there's been so many signs from him, I'm sure he feels something for me too. Well, I'm not sure but still there's a big enough chance, I have to go for it.

Bdubs finally reached the room. He stepped on a pressure plate in front of the table and yet another hidden passage opened in the wall. Once again the change was dramatic, however this time Bdubs was caught off guard.

The room that had been nothing more than stone and some logs had been transformed. The entrance was on a level of its own, 4 blocks higher and overlooking the rest of the room with a railing just in front and a small staircase down to the left. Brown seemed to be the main color scheme, with green plants helping to tie the space together. A fire had been lit in the brick fireplace filling the room with warmth and a very cozy feeling. Within a second, Bdubs' eyes fell on the grey haired man sitting in front of the fire with his back to the door.

"Etho, you're crazy! This place isn't even recognizable."

Realizing who had just entered, Etho completely ignored what had just been said to him.

"Bdubs did you lock me down here again?"

His voice raised slightly in mock offense, a tone Bdubs had heard many times before. But when he heard it this time he could suddenly feel his stomach doing somersaults. He cleared his throat.

"I have my reasons."

"Oh I'm sure you do. Was this some sort of quest from the King or something? If you're getting diamonds from this I'm expecting at least half of em for the inconvenience."

"No no, nothing like that. I'm here on my own behalf, not as the kings right hand."

He beamed with pride at that last remark. The kings right hand. A title he was happy to boast whenever the opportunity arose.

"Aren't you the king's royale jester?"

"Very funny!" Bdubs yelled back. "You know with jokes like that you oughta apply for that position."

"Nah I think that kind of job is best for a short guy like you"

"I'm not short! I'm 5'10" that's a perfectly normal height!"

Ethos laugh once again caused Bdubs to fluster. He quickly brushed it off and decended the stairs to see what Etho was up to. He found the other with a book and quil in hand. Messy paragraphs were scrawled on the pages, the handwriting thin. Bdubs could only make out a few words before Etho closed the book and set it aside.

"Whatcha got there?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Etho teased.

He would've, actually, especially after what he thought he had just seen. Anxiety and hope rasied in his chest more so now than ever before.

Do I really have a shot? No, don't be ridiculous, he thought to himself. You've known him for millenia, why are you getting so worked up now? You probably saw wrong anyway. He collected himself, focus back on the man now standing in front of him.

"So anything I can do for you Bdubs? You said you were here for a reason?"

"Ah ha! Yes of course! Um, well you see..." shades of pink started to become visible on his cheeks. "I was really craving cookies actually and uh-"

"Oh if you want I still have some of Scar's elven cookies I bought earlier. They're from today, here I'll go grab them."

He put on hand on Bdubs' shoulder, gently guiding him to the side so he could get to his storage area where he had stashed the cookies for later.

"Wait no!" the shorter nearly shouted as he grabbed Etho's wrist. "I mean, that's not quite what I had in mind."

"What were you thinking then?"

"well uh..." seeming to have only just noticed, Bdubs let go of Ethos wrist, his face getting more red by the second.

"I was wondering if you wanted to bake cookies with me. I have all the stuff upstairs in my kitchen and you can take half of them when we finish actually you can have all of them and if you don't have time then I totally understand or if you just don't want to them thats okay too really it's just some stupid cookies I-"

He looked up at Ethos eyes and the words he was about to say next dissappeared instantly.

Thoses eyes. People always seemed to have trouble reading Etho. Bdubs, however, only needed one look at his eyes and he knew.

One look and Bdubs could tell that Etho had caught on, or at least seemed to have realize something. He was a bit worried, which was a fair reaction. It wasn't often that Bdubs was this obviously nervous about something. But Etho was logical and seemingly always thinking and calculating the best way to approach something. This was by far no exception.

Time passed. The two of them stood together for what felt like hours, however no more than a minute went by before Etho seemed to come to a conclusion.

"This isn't just about cookies, is it?"

"No."

Etho paused, thinking again.

"I think I have an idea of what this is really about. Should I test my theory?"

"Wha- uh yeah sure, go for it."

Nervous beyond anything he had ever felt before, Bdubs was trying to look at anything but Etho, eventually finding his shoes to be very interesting. However, that didn't change much. In his peripheral vision he could see the taller man pull down his mask and lean forward.

Soft lips pressed against Bdubs' forehead, his heart pounded against his rib cage. As Etho started to pull back, the shorter of the two found some confidence (most likely from the adrenaline) and pulled the other back down into a real kiss. At first it was hesitant and awkward, neither one wanting to force the other, but once it seemed clear that no one had objections they became more relaxed. They held each other close as they both melted into the kiss, the world around them disappearing by the second, their focus entirely on the other.

And then they pulled away, still holding each other close while Etho rested his head on top of Bdubs. They stayed like that, both in disbelief that they felt the same, both thinking that they never had a shot. And yet here they were.

Some time passed before anyone spoke.

"So, did you still want to make those cookies?" Etho asked in a soft voice without moving.

"Maybe in a little bit, for now I'm just content being here with you."

[dont-doubt-dopple]

This is just Groundhog Day with Options

Hello! This is my first hit for @pinchhitsfromthevoid for Anon. I had such a fun time writing this. I need to write more Joel cause he’s such a fun character to write for. But here’s some Joel stuck in a time loop. Enjoy!

AO3 Link

Word Count: 1,367

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“Have you ever been stuck in a time loop, Etho?” Joel asked, looking at his soulmate as he dangled the his legs off the relationship. The man in question paused for a second from harvesting their sugarcane to take in what his partner said.

“Why are you asking me about time loops?” Etho asked in response, turning back to his task at the two continued their conversation.

“Because I’m stuck in one.”

“How do you you’re stuck in a time loop, Joel?”

“I just do. It’s one of those things that you know when you start reliving the same 3 or so weeks over and over and over and over and I can keep going until you get bored of this.”

“Nah, I was kind waiting to see how many over’s you’d take it.” Etho climbed the ladder on the side of their base boat, taking a seat next to Joel. “So, why ask me about it?”

“I don’t know. You’ve been in this game longer than I have. Maybe this is just something that happens.” Joel shrugged, even when Etho shot him a look. “I don’t know. I guess I just needed someone to talk to someone about it, even if they’re just going to forget about it the next time around.”

“That’s fair, I guess.” The two were silent for a while, watching the sunset sink below the horizon beyond the world border. “How many times have you done this time loop?”

~

“This is my 14th loop, though only 5th time of this version of events. Honestly I think it’s only a bit more exciting than what Billy Murray had to go through.”

“Wait, 14 times? Does that mean you can

predict what I’m going to say?!” Scar beamed. The two were around a fire in Joel’s little cave below magical mountain, the first night of 9 days in this version of events. It was much warmer than Scar’s dirt hut even with the large gaping opening. But Joel had done a better job of making it homier, with blueprints on the walls of his house plans and phots of Merry and Pippin alongside them.

“Yeah, it does. Quick thing of something in your head.” Scar closed his eyes and hummed in thought, before opening them and staring at Joel excitedly.

“I’ve got it. Go.”

“Diamonds, specifically scamming them out of Grian.”

“Do it again! Do it again!”

“Alright, um … DisneyWorld, specifically the Magic Kingdom.”

“Okay, one more time please.”

“You know, I would ask how many more times do I need to do this but I already know the answer to that.”

“How many times do I ask you about it?”

“4 times.”

“Okay, so do time number 3.”

“You’re thinking of Jellie.”

“Damn, how’d you know?”

“I’m from the future, Scar. I just know.” Scar nodded, turning back to the entrance of the gaze towards the stars. Joel knew the man would only think of three things before he got bored; claimed he was ‘changing the future out of spite’ or something. He sighed to himself, the warmth of the fire not enough to distract him enough for the chaos that would unfold tomorrow. Day 1 was fine; Day 2 was always when things went downhill for him and nothing he has done so far has change that. “Any advice on how to maybe break out of this time loop. As much fun as spending time with you is, I also would like to not be living the same couple weeks over again for the rest of my life.”

“What about talking to Grian? I know he’s dealt with some funky traveling situations in the past.”

~

“Yeah, maybe this will be the loop I finally talk to Grian.” Joel said to one of his many dogs. He knew today was the day he died, going off to fight Ren with Scott and his own little wolf army. Maybe one of these loops he’d stick with Dogwarts and see how long he survived then. But this version of the loop, the start of his nightmare of lives and death, just seemed to move too fast for him to change anything. It was like he fell into a rhythm so quickly as if someone else was directing his actions to play a certain roll in a much bigger story. It didn’t matter to him; it was just boring.

Scar always suggested talking to Grian, and Etho never provided much help in the advice department. Though, he doubts anyone else would get trapped in a stupid time loop like this, or really be conscious of it. It was just … his new life until he figured out how to break it. Then he could annoy Jimmy longer and work on bigger builds without having to worry about dying in about a week.

Joel gave the rotten flesh he had stashed away from killing zombies to most injured dogs before looking out in the direction of the Crastle. The final battle was upon them.

“Well, time to die again. Loop number 29, here I come.”

~

“Sorry, what do I have to do?” Joel asked, looking down at the fields below him from Ren’s abandon tower. He couldn’t see much in terms of people, but he supposed that was a good thing. Considering he has pissed a lot of people off from being Red most of the series, less people was better. Which surprised even more when he agreed to meet with him to fix all this.

“You’ve got to do something different than what you’ve done before.” Martyn explained. “Something you’re doing doesn’t fit right with the story they want to watch. Try different things, experiment with your actions. I think you’re special because you have three loops back to back to back. But I think once you get the actions right, like you’re saying you feel with the first loop, then you’ll go home.”

“And you know all this how?” Martyn looked down at the floor, avoiding Joel’s questioning gaze. It was same kind of avoidant look Grian got when he tried to go to him for advice. “Sorry, didn’t mean to hit a nerve or anything.”

“It’s fine; you didn’t know. But let’s just say I’m much more familiar with your situation then you realize.” Joel nodded, before once more looking over the edge of the tower. The sun was starting to rise, and he could see some of the zombies below them starting to burn. “Good luck figuring it out, though. Time loops are not fun. Especially with Them involved.”

“Yeah, whatever. I’m going to go blow up Scott’s base for the 11th time.”

~

Joel stepped through the portal, the lava burning against his skin from the wrong portal linking up. He screamed at Etho to stay in the Nether on the other side, but his soulmate had already stepped through and now they were burning together to the end. He had figured out the rhythm of this loop very quickly after talking to Martyn a dozen or so loops back. He had to let that mystery force take over his body and actions when he finally cracked the code. But it the middle that he struggled with the most; the chaos of always being on Red leading to unpredictable actions on his end. Now though, the lava burning on his skin felt like a relief, an escape as his and Etho’s shared life melted away.

The loops were broken. He was going home.

~

Joel woke up not in the fields of a 700 by 700 border off world of death, but in Stratos. The gold and quartz of his sky empire glimmered around him and filled him with a sense of relief. He was no longer stuck in a time loop; he could build big structures and die as many times as he wanted and fly with his beautiful white wings. He could see Hermes and Sausage and fWhip and little Toy Jimmy again. He was no longer trapped in those killing games. He was finally a tall and sexy God again. It was all finally over.

Now, how did he want to annoy Jimmy this time?

[codgod-moved]

We'll go on then. What piercings would the hermits each have

okay i’m gonna be writing these in the same order i’m drawing them on my lineup thing because it’s easier. it’s up in the air whether or not i’ll incorporate all of these into my designs for them but some of the more specific ones Are already part of my designs lol

mumbo has his single earring in his left ear, ofc. no idea when/why i started doing that but it’s a thing. i wanna say a lip piercing too just for fun because i don’t actually draw him with a mouth. he has no lip to pierce but he did it anyway

grian has something similar (single earring on the left) but i DO know the reason behind that, it’s the same reason he has the pointy ears in the first place; link legendofzelda :3

impulse i feel would have just regular lobe piercings that he doesn’t wear anymore, and they’ve mostly healed over anyway so he couldn’t even if he wanted to

tango: spider bites. just the vibes

zed would have a BUNCH of ear piercings and nothing else. all studs and like one industrial piercing, he wants to observe SOME lab safety, but he’ll get out the dangly ones occasionally for special occasions. i think he collects funky novelty earrings too. dragon tendencies and all that

beef gets a septum piercing. cow :3

pearl has a few ear piercings but mainly only wears the lobe ones. maybe a nose piercing too she feels like the type

keralis has those cheek piercings that make it look like you have dimples. you know the ones. plus some fairly small gauges just for fun

bdubs has an eyebrow piercing, both lobes pierced, and two *googles* helix? piercings on one ear + a cuff on the other (not a piercing but it’s connected to one of his earrings). also a septum piercing he doesn’t wear anymore

etho has a tongue piercing just because i think it’d be funny if he had one u can’t see

doc doesn’t have any, he’s worried he would accidentally explode if he tried to get one because of the pain so he hasn’t bothered

ren has one piercing in his right ear. nobody has told him it’s the gay ear yet and nobody intends to (he does know he just doesn’t care #AllyForLife 🏳️‍🌈)

cleo has pretty much the same as bdubs’ ear piercings but the cuff is on the opposite ear and she has two lobe piercings either side instead of just one. she didn’t get her ears pierced herself they just came like that when she found them

joe has two lobe piercings on one side and one on the other

stress just has regular lobe piercings, she tends to accessorise in other ways

iskall i think would be the same as impulse but he’s like me where his ears have been pierced for so long that they don’t heal over anymore, so he still has the option to wear earrings if he wants

cub i think would just have one helix earring that he probably got on a dare

scar doesn’t have any actual piercings but he does own a large collection of those magnetic/clip on ones. i don’t know why i think this suits him but it does

jevin does not have any because he is slime. one time he did shove a diamond in the side of his face and called it an earring though

wels i don’t think would have many because they’d clink against his armour and the sound would get annoying. maybe like one of those nose bridge piercings idk what they’re called. the ones that go in between ur eyes

xisuma has just regular lobe piercings and exclusively wears plain black studs EXCEPT when he was a bee. then they were little flower studs

false i think wouldn’t have any or she’d just have like, an eyebrow ring

gem doesn’t have any, she just uses her antlers to dangle shiny things off of

aaand idk about hypno, xb, and tfc

thank u all for coming to my ted talk

[redorich]

In the HermitCanyon au, How is my favorite Bee armored Admin doing? How long does it take for Xisuma to become.. aware of what is happening? For the first few sections it seemed like he was in a coma/unconscious. In the most recent bit Impulse tells Etho to get Xisuma, so at least theoretically he can now move, but how long has it taken him to get there, and where is he on the scale to full recovery? Are the other hermits keeping him safe with rabbit stew? (if they have rabbits that is...)

Part 2 of this.

Etho comes back twenty minutes later with a solemn look on his face. (At least, Puffy assumes. She can't actually see most of his face because of that mask of his.)

"X is in a bad way today," he says quietly. "I can take Puffy to him if you guys would like to stay here with Zedaph."

Impulse and Tango look nervously at each other. On one hand, they very much would like to stay with Zedaph, who is mostly healed but still very loopy and probably should not be moved. On the other hand, allowing Puffy deep into the Hermits' inner sanctum is a risk in and of itself, let alone with only one Hermit with her. Etho's a good fighter and a wily bastard, but Puffy is most certainly no slouch.

In the end, it comes down to trust. How much can they show Puffy before they can no longer trust that she won't snitch? How sure are they that she won't try to kill them all and steal their stuff?

"Tell Xisuma I said hi," Zedaph warbles from the bed in the corner of the room, out of any window's line of sight.

As Etho presses a button which removes a panel of the wall in a whir of piston noises, Puffy snorts out a little laugh. "I'll be sure to do that."

Tango nods subtly to Impulse. If Puffy brought Zedaph back to the canyon, saved him from a painful respawn, and didn't once ask for anything in return, then the Hermits can trust her at least this much.

Etho leads Puffy through a short hallway into a large circular room with a domed ceiling. The room is mostly quartz, though the walls are lined with sea lanterns and oak leaves. It’s beautiful. This place has been hiding under her feet this whole time?

“This is the Atrium,” Etho says, “or at least the main one. Come on, getting a mule will be more trouble than it’s worth if you’re not carrying anything.”

Puffy is speechless, utterly and profoundly, when Etho takes her through a tunnel on the opposite side of where she entered. It almost looks as though the tunnel here was carved by hand, then completely redone in dirt and grass and vines to give it a secretive, high fantasy look.

“Hey, Etho!” says a dark-haired man with a big smile as he comes trotting out of a branching hallway to the left. “Hey--” He catches sight of Puffy and his smile dissipates into panic. He shouts incoherently and dives back into the hallway he just exited.

“Hey Bdubs,” Etho greets impishly, then turns to Puffy. “Man, it’s like he saw a ghost or something. Maybe Mothman.”

Puffy bleats out a surprised laugh. Up ahead, she spots another Hermit lurking around the corner of the archway Etho is leading her toward.

“Etho,” says a tall blonde woman. “Cleo wants to talk to you about, er...” The blonde woman glances at Puffy. “Her thing,” she finishes lamely.

“Well, as you can see, I’m a bit busy at the moment. Would you mind telling Cleo so she doesn’t skin me alive?” Etho says sweetly.

The blonde woman snorts. “Face the music, Mothman. I’ll take care of Puffy from here. I assume you’re taking her to Xisuma?”

Etho wilts. Clearly, whoever this Cleo person is, she’s not someone to piss off. Puffy wonders what Etho did.

“See ya around,” Etho waves, somehow both cheery and morose at the same time, like a funeral for someone nobody liked. Puffy and the blonde woman watch him go.

“My name’s False, by the way,” the blonde woman says. “Thanks for the bandanna. Normally I’d be wearing it, but I just got back from beating up Iskall.”

The woman-- False-- laughs. Puffy is once again taken aback by the idea that the Hermits actually use the items that she makes for them. 

False takes off in a brisk walk toward the archway she’d come out of. Jumping a little bit at being torn from her thoughts, Puffy hurries to follow. It’s hard to keep up, since all Puffy wants to do is stare. She must be in the living quarters-- they let her in the living quarters?! Each door matches the high fantasy, underground sort of aesthetic, but a few doors are left open and each one is remarkably different on the inside. One room is built entirely out of red and white concrete, whereas another is Nether-themed with actual fire, and the room down the hall is entirely underwater!

One door is different. It’s got blue-purple banners along the frame, and when False opens the door for Puffy, she can see that the room is made of blackstone bricks. Maps of the Dream SMP line the wall, and in the center of the room there is a mildly ornate table made of warped wood.

At the end of the table in the back of the room, opposite the door, sits a trio. To the left, there is a plain-looking man with a beard and an “at” symbol on his shirt. He speaks in a Southern accent to a man on the right side of the table, who wears a red sweater and twirls a feather between his fingers like the cat that got the canary.

In between the two, at the head of the table, rests someone very unique. He’s obviously tall, that much is obvious even when he’s sitting down. He’s also got mesmerizing purple eyes which glow faintly against the dark of the blackstone. Puffy doesn’t know why, but she gets the feeling that they’re supposed to be glowing much brighter.

As taken by the man’s eyes as she is, Puffy doesn’t notice the non-invasive breathing tube the man also has (a cannula? She doesn’t know what it’s called, but that sounds right) until the man’s gaze falls upon her, still standing in the doorway next to False.

“Oh,” the man says. “You’re not supposed to be here. Welcome.”

False steps forward, breaking Puffy from her trance. “Puffy, this is Xisuma, Joe, and Grian. I’d introduce you to them as well, but... you know.”

“I don’t know-- oh,” Puffy says awkwardly, catching sight of the massive crochet blanket she’d made for the Hermit months ago, draped across Xisuma’s shoulders.

“Why are you here?” Grian asks with a tilted head. “No offense or anything, but I just lost a bet. I had three diamonds on Cub bringing you in here eventually-- he’s the one you usually meet at the barrel, you know.”

False interjects, “I didn’t bring her down here, it was Etho!”

“Shoot,” Joe says. “Cleo wins yet again.”

“It was Zedaph, actually,” Puffy says. All eyes turn to her. “I found him on the surface. He was really injured, so I brought him back here. Impulse and-- Tango? Yeah, Tango-- told Etho to take me down here.”

Puffy uncharacteristically twiddles her fingers a little bit, feeling in over her head. “Uh, you know I’m not gonna tell or anything, so... Why am I here?”

The full weight of Xisuma’s piercing stare falls upon her. Even as fragile as he looks, even as strong as Puffy is, she feels a jolt of apprehension.

“You’d know more about the red vines than we do,” he begins. “Etho mentioned that they’re what hurt Zedaph; he’s mentioned them on multiple occasions, and never in a good way. How long do you think it would take for those vines to reach our village, and what do you think would happen once they do?”

“As far as we’re aware, there are several players who are proponents of the vines, and claim they originate from some sort of egg?” Joe adds. “I’ve had a hard time calculating how big of a mushroom we’d need to make an omelet out of the egg, but apparently most of my fellow Hermits do not in fact want evil eggs on their omelets.”

“And how come the End is inaccessible?” Grian cuts in with a whine. “I want my elytra.”

Xisuma huffs a laugh into the cannula. “As you can see, we have many questions which only a native Dream SMP player like yourself can answer. In the interest of keeping ourselves safe--” he trails off into a coughing fit.

Puffy bites her lip, feeling as though she really shouldn’t be seeing this. Joe rests his hand on Xisuma’s back.

“You give us answers, and we’ll give you diamonds, netherite, whatever you want. And when we move out-- well, it wasn’t much of a secret anyway-- we’ll offer you a safe place with us,” Grian speaks up on Xisuma’s behalf.

A thousand thoughts spin inside Puffy’s head. She feels like Dorothy in that tornado, and Grian’s offer is the Wicked Witch. “Did you guys really save Tommy’s life?” she finds herself asking.

The Hermits seem taken aback.

“The blond kid?” False asks. “Yeah, but he was unconscious the whole time. I think Scar told the kid to keep us a secret, but... I don’t think any of us expected that to actually work.”

Puffy laughs disbelievingly. “He’s the one person on the entire server who keeps insisting that you guys aren’t real.”

“That’s good to hear,” Xisuma says quietly. “Do you have an answer for us, or would you like some time to consider?”

There are a thousand and one variables Puffy needs to think about. What is Dream’s stance on the Hermits? Who will she be setting herself against by allying with the Hermits? What will Puffy have to expect, from both underground and surface-dwelling players alike? Which players can she take in a fight?

Fuck it, she thinks. “You’ve got yourselves a deal.”

Xisuma smiles. Despite his ill condition, she gets the feeling that this nice, mild-mannered man is far more dangerous than she could ever hope to be.

“I’m glad to have you on our side, Puffy,” he says. “Thank you for your help.”

[linxkly]

Grians upload!!

my little liveblog for myself I’ve never done this before but it looks fun

- rip the audio quality but it’s not too terrible, I have a feeling I know what happened to the pesky webcam tho,,,

- Maui!! we love cat cameos

- NEW PORTAL WHO DISJDBDJDND

- FWHIPS MESSAGE IS JUMBLED

-omg the compasses grumbot is spitting out — for the other hermits??

- I am totally normal about this

- you might travel to another universe AND HES WORRIED ABOUT HIS FLOOR???

- GRIAN ACCIDENTALLY FINDING CUBS MINIGAME AHAHA

- that is,,, so many pumpkins my goodness

- look at my buildy boi, whizzing about in his spiffy timelapse

I’ve seen the kings vault challenge alr, so I’ll only really cover over bits concerning grian, also heads up his room is optional

- the silence in response to rens initial announcement is DEAFENING, and the cheering after he says he’s going to step down is amazing

- him missing the slime block and punching pearl off is peak sibling energy

- sorry ik he was dare to but jevin starting red light green light before the game even started is so funny

- grian not even doing the game in the first bit, opting to watch everyone else fail is me

- bdubs just gives up on his elaborate speech

-GRIAN’S LITTLE “aw cmon SCAR PUT A SHIRT ON”

- grian popping off on scars parkour?? we stan a king

- scar looks like a glorious porcupine

- BETRAYAL MOMENT will they choose to do grians room??

-they don’t wanna do it

-grian trying to explain his whole resistance assistance semantics to the group and they’re all like “mhmm sure traitor, but no”

- they’ve resorted to doing his room, which results in a very grian “YAY!”

- grians room!

- jevin doc and etho answering wrong on what is grians name for the example question rip

- vaflaphobia,,, what a word

- we love when false etho and gem are the big brain team they stay winning

- HE MENTIONED THIRD LIFE

- ethos’ “what’s third life” SIR-

- MUMBO JUMBO IS A GOD AMONG MEN CONFIRMED

- grian straight up making sure his side is stacked woweee

-the sheer chaos of the final fights cannot be described in words to fully exemplify their mayhem, you’d have to watch it to fully take it in

- you and me both g idk who is who they’re all in blue

- THE KING IS DEAD (rip rentheking)

- everyone’s just flicking the levers screw complicated red stone

- uh oh the diamonds are gone, where did they go?

- (im secretly hoping mumbo stole them)

- grian insisting ren will pay all them back

- THE CAGE OF SHAME AND TOMATOES

-ren just being so pathetically sad (in a lovable way) that they’re all like “noooo come back”

- ooh it’s nearly 8pm bst

- WAIT THIS MEANS GEM MISSED THE MEETING TIME BASED OFF HER VIDEO SHE SHOWED UP AFTER THEY WENT IN

- the hermits are trickling in slowly but surely

- ah yes. my favorite flavor of jam. Nifty.

- THEYRE GOING IN OH GOD

-THATS WHERE IT ENDS

anyways this was my little live-blogging experience, idk if anyone will read this but I had fun making it :)

[teddybearsandspaceships]

I´m procrastinating, so here´s too many notes about yesterday´s fantastic Scar stream, ft. Tango, Etho, Joel, Cleo, Ren, Bdubs, Wels, and Grian.

Scar claiming the giant roast in his carnivore car is clown meat

Scar defending himself against chat that he knows things in Minecraft and suggests asking Etho to confirm

Scar “imitating” the neighborhood nerds coming over ^^ they want to learn some scarstone

Tango and Etho complimenting the new cars with the fish tank, and then Tango asking why there are no clownfish ^^

Scar talking about differently scary clowns, and Etho says Baby Yoda scares him more than regular Yoda

Scar offering Tango and Etho a diamond block if they can find his permits in his chest monster, they take them instead and make him worry, Scar finds out and immediately afterwards jumps down the mail chute and his permits actually go missing.

Etho is the only one who knows how to properly operate the post office door…

Scar and Etho both want to collect glass permits. Etho says if Scar doesn´t give him his they´ll have to open a shop together and that´ll be torture for Scar. “I love you Scar but you´re gonna hate me I think…”

Aww, Etho talking about how Bdubs “invented” the piston step-stool one of the first times they met

Literal pillow talk

Scar loses his headphones again, Etho teases him, Gem in chat: “I know etho isn’t talking about replacing tech” xD

Etho: “The tissue box is in good shape, I take good care of it.”

Etho making a block representation of how he sits at his desk, Scar and Tango and Mrs. T flabbergasted

Etho adding lips to Scar´s fish

Who on the server is left-handed? Keralis is, and now they have to go ask the new guy.

Touring Joel´s base with Joel! Looks very nice. There´s no magic mountain chat yet, but there is a mail system chat. Joel: we get it you do mail, shut up Etho. Etho, high-pitched: you´re very impressed though, right Joel? ^^

Etho thanks Joel for the banners, he´s using them. Joel: “I saw, I saw, you´re such a big fan of me.” Etho: “Well someone´s gotta put up with you.” Scar saying they need to get a room xD

They go find the other leftie in Ren, Bdubs joins, then Skizz…

Tango to Skizz: “So how does your wife feel that you´re attracted to her brother? Is that weird?”  

Talking about spoiling things on the server, Grian logs in just to say that they spoiled his chicken farm

Bdubs: “ZombieCleo. Former mother of mine and greatest friend.” Buttering her up ^^ Cleo tells them to use the villagers until she´s set up her shop. Bdubs jokes about getting books and then selling them, Cleo says she´ll kill him and all his horses. Good at making threats! Nobody doubted her.

Etho saying Cleo should play favorites between Bdubs and Scar xD Cleo protesting she doesn´t have any.

Cleo gives Bdubs, Scar, and Etho a Mending book each. Etho asks what he could send Cleo to help them, Cleo says emeralds or gunpowder. And she´ll take heads as well. Cleo sent redstone to Etho as thanks for the mailbox and Etho sent gunpowder and heads back and she thought that was a valid deal. Tango asks who does that, Etho: “I know my Cleo! I figured she would like a couple heads and things…” Cleo: “You know what I like, explosives and dead bodies.” THEM.

Until Scar gets around to building his actual portal he plans to continue using the mail tracks; might lead to problems with more mail being sent…

Scar: “Now that we know there´s left-handed people out there…” Cleo: “We can avoid them.” ^^

Scar, Cleo, Etho, and Tango come as Bdubs´ posse to Wels

Tango calls him B-Double-Doinkers; unsurprisingly Cleo likes it

Wels shows off his walls and tent. Cleo: You´re doing medieval, something new and different for you!

Wels calls Bdubs the master of castles. Etho, crouching: “I built a sandcastle once.” xD

Bdubs and Wels go to one side to escape all the short jokes. Wels: “Let me get down to your level…”

Etho, Tango, and Scar admire Cleo´s vtuber model that includes hands. Etho: “Can you go like you´re disciplining me?” Cleo, finger pointing: “Don´t you dare, bad Etho, no cookie.” Etho, a bit later: “I might have phrased that poorly. I was going more for a teacher thing…”

The band broke up, how sad. Cleo and Scar: let´s go steal Bdubs´ horse!

Scar jumpscared by Bdubs while talking about Star Wars

Scar and Bdubs talk about thinks that can´t be changed and Bdubs brings up when they became the Clockers! “something else was written in sharpie and you couldn´t say anything other than that thing…”

Scar doesn´t want to give Etho too much credit because, little does anybody know, that man has an ego. Bdubs, astonished: Really? Scar: no, just joking. Bdubs: oh, whew. That almost destroyed… you know they say never learn about your heroes.

Grian shows up, Bdubs asks him if he got Mending. Grian, slightly baffled: Only a week ago. Bdubs, enthusiastic: Great job!

Grian wants to experiment, gets Scar to die twice, second time to a creeper that Grian doesn´t stop from approaching Scar in time. Cleo in chat asks if Scar is okay, Scar: “No can you kill G?” “Thank you mom” Cleo: “never been able to before” ^^ (not true Cleo did actually kill Grian once in Secret Life.)

Grian, out of nowhere: “You ever wonder what life would be like if we were all lip skin?” A James Acaster joke apparently.

Scar and Grian switching to a left-handed skin for funsies and it looks veery strange.

Scar mentions his older brother is ambidextrous. Grian: “You know I don´t like it when you talk about your older brother.” Apparently Scar sometimes sends him pictures of his brother posing in the gym??

Some talk about build planning. Scar watches a creeper walk up to Grian and doesn´t say anything, Grian sees it in time and kills it. Scar says he had such Third Life flashbacks but he was on the other side of it.

Scar offering Grian they go 50-50 on the sand permit! Grian says there´ll be a joint ownership form.

Grian is not looking forward to permit office work. He´ll get the two most competent men he knows as enforcers, Scar and Skizz, and he´s pretty sure with them as enforcers he won´t have to do anything.

[its-real]

I was going to wait until I had finished doing all the concept sketches for this but uh, I’m lazy so here take it as it is I’ll keep adding surely surely.

-LONG POST-

AU where the hermits fall into the boatem hole with no way to fly out because of some event that happens - maybe an apocalypse, maybe everyone just goes apeshit, who knows - and they all get messed up heads from falling in the void and passing out n fun stuff like that. They ‘land’ - idk how this would work without them dying lol - in a semi futuristic city which for now let’s just call it Boateqm (silent q). The hermit crabs would also fall at different rates therefore appear in the city at different times. So where do they end up?

Hospital gang:

Etho wakes up in a hospital bed with no memories - most of them will wake up with no memories btw - his doctor/nurse (this hospital may be understaffed) Tango asks him a bunch of questions then has to go see another patient. Etho is seen by a certain Bdubs who had just finished visiting his buddy Scar -will get to him next- in the bed next door. Bdubs walks back to notify Scar, a fashion designer, that the guy in the bed across would make a great model, just look at the striking hair! And the red eye! He opens the curtains on the side and Scar gets a look. He asks if Etho would like to be hired. Etho is to say the least very confused and on the verge of a panic attack that never quite seems to happen so he’s in a weird kind of limbo anyway it is now that his doctor/nurse Tango comes back and having overheard the conversation suggests it would be a good idea. The hospital can only take custody of Etho for so long, might as well start earning money now so he doesn’t become homeless. Etho is still very confused. So Tango just agrees to the job for him as his caretaker lol, and besides Scar comes here kinda often so Tango trusts him. Anyway Etho’s true passions he discovers are synthesisers, breeding horses with Bdubs and finding elaborate ways to do tax evasion. A simple man.

Scar is in the hospital because he got SCAR (hehe) from walking into a glass door in his super fancy house, which he owns because he’s a super fucking rich fashion designer of his own label Scara (this is not the first time he’s walked into a glass door). Scar refuses to go to a rich people hospital tho cause 1) he cares about healthcare and wants more funds to go to lower grade hospitals 2) Tango is his mate, and needs a goddam raise. But yeah, very successful, ran for mayor once but someone really didn’t like that which resulted in another hospital visit. Mans in the wars. One hospital visit he got really inspired by the fabric and stuff there so he had a line of clothes that were hospital inspired one time, in turn making hospital inspired garb very trendy for a bit. What a mad lad. Ideas man. Some would call him a genius if he didn’t keep on walking into glass doors n shit. Scar woke up in the back room of a small tailoring shop owned by a nice old couple who took him under their wing. He thanks them in every award speech, and whenever he’s in the area make sure to stop by and give them presents. His side hobby is gardening.

When Tango came to, he was lying on the footpath of a quiet street in the suburbs just out from the main city. Gorgeous day, golden hour, pretty houses, very aesthetic. He also had a leg injury, fuck. So Tango did what anyone would do: hobbled to the nearest house, asked in the nicest way he could under a lot of stress (so he kinda yelled) for a first aid kit, and performed surgery on himself atop the nice families dinner table. The nice family turned out to have called the police and an ambulance, who showed up just as Tango was wrapping up his leg with a bandage and took him away to the police on a stretcher. This debacle got him a leading story on the local newspaper: ‘Man performs surgery on himself after waking up with no memories and a leg injury’. After being questioned by the police, they decide they can’t really charge someone with amnesia and no money with anything like breaking and entering (he did knock and they did let him in) or property damage (blood on the carpet). The paramedics are stunned at his surgery, so they tell the police to take him to the nearest hospital and get him hired there, he could save so many lives. He gets hired by the head doctor after an examination of the surgery. The head doctor doesn’t really care that Tango doesn’t have any records or anything, the hospital is understaffed and Tango seems like an Angel sent down from the heavens to him. Tango is very very good at his job. So good that he gets offered a job at a far better paying hospital which he takes, then soon drops because he prefers the chaos of his old job much better.

Tango found Impulse extremely dehydrated, looking like death, wandering outside his flat one night, so he carried the man inside and saved his life. Now they are flat mates, and Impulse works in a tech store - an upgrade from working at a service station previously.

Bdubs woke up in an inner city park at night, homeless, broke, and in the company of other homeless and broke people. He built his way to success, got luckily hired by some rich asshole to mow their lawns plural - the rich asshole didn’t ask much questions, he just saw a poor man criticising the way a park had been landscaped to an old guy in a caravan and though it was good enough, seeing as the last one quit - and Bdubs didn’t mind too much, because the rich assholes property was really gorgeous. Once Bdubs was able to say he had work experience and wasn’t homeless he started babysitting the kids in the neighbourhood, pretty good money. Plus the kids love him, and everyone he meets loves him, he's just a nice guy. He met Scar because he had to purchase a suit for a kids birthday party, so he went to the cute little tailors shop he always walked past on the way to his favourite cute little gardening supplies shop. By now Bdubs had been promoted to part time gardener - the job is shared - and started working on and off at a building firm. They become besties, turns out Scar is also really into gardening etc etc. Eventually Bdubs becomes an architect, mainly designing for city contractors n such but occasionally designer homes, like the one he did for Scar.

Mumbo and Grian wake up in the hospital around the same time that Etho is still there, however Etho has been awake longer, and should really find a place to stay soon now that he’s got a steady job. Since - ok plot point here - the two are in the exact situation that Etho found himself in, he starts to feel like something weird is going on. Mumbo and Grian take a lot longer to recover than Etho did, and the two become hospital bed neighbor buddies. When they finally recover Scar offers them a temporary place to stay at his house while they find work. Tango gets Impulse to put in a good word for Mumbo at his work.

Nomads:

TFC is an old man who lives in a caravan off the money he made being a very successful miner, he now collects pretty shiny rocks and gems and stuff to give to kids. He’s like an all year round caravan Santa and wise old mystical figure. Dope.

Joe is a humble man who likes to wander. He’s never had a home, but if he needs anything he’ll go to TFC’s caravan or a homeless shelter or something. But he isn’t sad or anything, he really likes the freedom of being a simple wanderer.

Others:

Keralis is a business partner of Bdubs. Kerlalis is mega stonks. He was one of the first to land, had a big diamond in his pocket, bought shares in a company that blew up soon after and now he is really fucking rich.

Doc and Ren are the only ones who remember anything, and they arrive at the same time. Doc manages to keep his cool, but Ren loses his shit and gets thrown in a mental institution. Doc spends some time trying to get Ren out, and after a final success and laying low for a bit the two seek to bring all the hermits together.

Pearl ends up working in Bdubs building company.

Beef works in a music shop -sells records and instruments- and he starts up a record label out back after his boss retires and passes the shop onto him.

And yeah I don’t really know the other Hermits that well was hoping some of ya’ll could help me find places for them in this city :) don’t really know how to format this either so maybe some input would be nice, just wanted to get the idea out hehehe

[nowaxjustanaxe]

Okay, can we talk about Scar's LL episode, because I NEED to talk about Scar's LL episode. So many Chekov's guns are set up and then shot over the course of the episode, and it's incredible! Here are the main points of the episode:

- Starts with him officially opening his store to sell materials to the other members and deciding to go to the other bases to advertise his shop. Will sell souls in exchange for contracts cementing alliances with others.

- Goes to the Southlands first and almost dies to one of their defensive traps and barely surviving. Credits his Magic Crystals to saving his life but immediately sells them to Mumbo in exchange for an almost broken diamond pickaxe with Efficiency 1 (looked incredible, was terrible. First instance of bad luck). (Lucky Luck, Houdini Escape, and Boogeyman Detection are the crystals sold).

- Tells them he's selling redstone supplies as well. When asked about pistons, he admits that he forgot about those.

- Goes to Team BEST's base next and advertises his shop. On the way out, tries burning down Etho's tree.

- Gets Etho as his first customer. Etho purchases a life for BDubs and manages to not sign the contract himself.

- Scar gives up the life, only for Etho to immediately kill him after as retribution for having tried to burn his tree down.

- Meets with Cleo next, gives her a life. (Scar down three lives.)

- Gets threatened by Grian and Joel since they want lives, manages to make his way to Etho and gets an ender pearl in case he needs to make a quick escape. Then gives two lives for them as well. (Scar down five lives, now on yellow.) Everyone then leaves, leaving Scar alone on his mountain despite having made so many alliances.

- Goes to the Southlands again, gets warned not to move off of the stone bricks so he doesn't set off the same trap he did at the start of his episode. Misunderstands and moves forward. Is drowning in lava when he throws his ender pearl and we see it fly away on his death screen. We see all his items (including the contracts) fly into the lava.

- The last thing we hear as his screen goes black is the sound of pistons moving like a heartbeat. All the contracts he sold his lives for are now null and void, since Reds can't maintain any previous alliances.(Scar down six lives. Scar on red.)

And here's all the Forshadowing I've found in so far:

- Only starts to travel around in order to sell souls and make alliances, and ends with his having sold all his lives, make all those alliances, and then them becoming worthless due to him turning red.

- Almost dies to a trap at the start of the episode, then actually dies to it at the end.

- Says he forgot pistons existed, episode ends with the sound of pistons before cutting out.

- Sells Boogeyman Detection Crystal(Sells it then gets killed by the boogeyman).

- Sells Lucky Luck Crystal (Sells it and has a string of bad luck later in the episode, from his spawnpoint getting trapped, losing so many of his lives, and dying in the same trap he credits THIS CRYSTAL to being instrumental in saving him from the first time).

- Sells Houdini Escape Crystal (Sells it and in the end when he tries to escape, he fails despite having thrown the ender pearl).

- Tries to burn Etho's tree, Etho was the Boogeyman and that action cements Scar as his target.