#for fucks sake be more mad that they keep axing long term changes for the characters

[usercelestial]

buddies and bucktommys need to unite, im tired of the fighting and the dumbass ship war, we should all be mad that these characters are mistreated, that these storylines are axed prematurely, that the writers string us both along and make us feel like one things happening right before pulling the carpet out from under our feet and breaking our hearts. you should be mad at lazy writing, you should feel disheartened by the way that no one cares about these relationships, you should be angry that this thing you keep being told to invest in never sees the light of day

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #241

"Call From Jeb, The Overworld Queen, The Red Kitten”

[Doc] Decides to walk Markus out.

[Notch] is looking very glum, and starts suddenly at a rather insistent buzzing from him inventory. He pulls out his phone and scowls at it.

[Doc] What is it?

[Notch] Fucking Jeb... -he answers the phone with faux sweetness- yes?

[Jeb] I saw some rather unusual activities earlier and I have information....

[Notch] Spit it out.

[Jeb] Replace my computer?

[Notch] Groans, I can't come out there and hold your damn hand, fuck it, I'll wire you money and you can buy whatever. Hold on- he's pulls the phone away from his ear to bring up an app and transfer a sizable amount to his former colleague- there! Now you better have something good for me!

[Jeb] There's a NOTCH out there performing some rather high level deletions for an AI and we saw it kill a brine with impunity, but since the numbers shuffle we weren't sure which one it was. Either way, it's dangerous, and you might be able to do something with its number.

[Notch] Low and angry- I would have just given it to you...

[Jeb] Well I'm not you. Do you want it or not?

[Notch] Grinds his teeth- I paid for it, give it to me. - he pulls out a book and quill and scribbled down the code before hanging up on Jeb a bit more forcefully then needed- dammit sometimes I miss analog phones. It was way more satisfying to slam one down then just hit a button.

[Doc] Looks at the notation-So, what is this?

[Notch] It's a tracking number. The AIs have them so they can be monitored and identified more easily. Herobrines have signature codes as well, but they're always shifting and changing because of their inherent glitchy nature. It's not normal for a NOTCH to be able to lock on a brine and delete them so easily.  It's like trying to pick a lock while the different components rearrange themselves. Cps NOTCH is just as formidable and dangerous as he is.

[Doc] Wait a minute... Is a NOTCHAI's number anything like a player name? A system registry marker that lets you in or keeps you out of other servers?

[Notch] Yeah... The system sees them as the same...

[Doc] mental wheels spinning furiously - so technically.... Give me that number!

[Notch] Fumbles the book a little passing it- what are you going to do?

[Doc] Grins- I'm going to blacklist his code so he's permabanned from this server.

[Notch] That's so... I'm sorta pissed I didn't think of it myself.

[Doc] it might make Lie feel more secure at least.

[Lie] Once everyone has gone and Hera has set up a pen for Maggie she lays on her bed, curled around CP's spawn egg.  Hera is passed out on the other side of the bed asleep, but still there for her friend.  Lie however just can't find sleep so she is quick to hear someone approaching on the bridge.  She sits up as the door opens and Endrea sticks her head in- Endrea, do you need anything?

[Endrea] Shakes her head as she completely steps in and shuts the door behind her- There are some things we need to discuss

[Lie] - What is it?

[Endrea] - The mobs on your husbands server, they are scared.  They know what happened to him and they need to be reassured that they are safe, and that their Master isn't truly gone

[Lie] - Endrea I don't have a clue as to how to do any of that, hell I've only just gotten portals done!

[Endrea] - I know, which is why I suggested to Winston that perhaps he do the speaking or guide you through it while you appear formidable, it's what the mobs are used to

[Lie] - Just how am I meant to look formidable to them, they're used to CP's strength, a strength I just don't think I have right now

[Endrea] - Wear his armor

[Lie] - Excuse me?

[Endrea] - His obsidian armor, you know armors automatically adjust to whoever is wearing them

[Lie] - I don't know...  It was built specifically for him...

[Endrea] - Yes, but he'd most likely willingly use it to protect you, which is precisely what it will be doing.  Winston is willing to help you with it once you get over to the other seed.  When you're ready that is

[Lie] - I'll...  I'll think about it...  But what will I do with his egg while I'm doing that?  I don't want to leave it exposed

[Endrea] I can be curled around you and keep it hidden in my paws for you if you desire

[Lie] - I suppose that would work...

[Endrea] - Shall I let Winston know to start gathering the mobs and the generals?

[Lie] Sighs- Yes, go ahead

[Endrea] Hesitates- You do realize they will be looking towards you for a plan as well?  They will have questions for you as you are their leader

[Lie] - I know...  I'll think of something.  Thank you for being here Endrea

[Endrea] - Always Mistress- The dragon then turns and leaves Lie in the quiet of her room once more

[Herabrine] Opens one eye- So I guess we're going out for a bit?

[Lie] Jumps a little- YOU WERE LISTENING!?

[Herabrine] shrugs - I'm a brine. We're naturally nosy.

[Lie] Groans- Yeah...  We're going out...- She holds CP's egg a bit tighter

[Herabrine] Do we know where his armor is? I hope he didn't have it on him.

[Lie] - Should be back where ever he got it from.  I'm sure Winston knows

[Herabrine] Streches- I'm ready when you are queenie.

[Lie] - Please don't call me that

[Herabrine] Just smirks- Call Winston.

[Lie] Sighs and stands up- I'm sure Endrea's already talking with him, come on

[Herabrine] Follows- Do you know what you're going to say?

[Lie] - Not a clue

[Endrea] Is in the workroom speaking with Winston through one of his portals-

[Winston] Notices Lie- Ah, Mistress, there you are

[Lie] - Hello Winston

[Herabrine] Hey Winston, do you know where Cp keeps his fancy armor?

[Winston] - Yes, in his bedroom, just a shame the weapons which go with it are broken...

[Herabrine] Broken and gone? Or just almost broken?

[Winston] - Just broken, in our server broken tools do not despawn

[Herabrine] Round em up. We can likely get them fixed by the same Testificate that repaired his armor. But not today.

[Winston] - Duly noted, now please come Mistress, the summons has already been sent and I suspect it won't take long for them to gather

[Lie] - Alright- She steps through the portal into the higher resolution

[Herabrine] Follows her in and sways for a moment. - Gods that makes me feel like I'm gonna yack-

[Lie] - Sorry Hera

[Winston] Leads them into CP's room and presses the hidden button to open the wall and reveal the armor.  He takes it off it's stand and offers it to Lie-

[Lie] Takes it and looks it over, before placing CP's egg on his bed and donning the armor.  The armor shifts to fit her feminine form yet still holds it's sharpness and appearance of strength-

[Herabrine] Whistles in appreciation. - You look fierce! Let me have the broken stuff Winston. I'll hang on to it until we can get it fixed.

[Winston] Looks at Lie for confirmation and his Mistress gives it.  He goes over and fiddles with something before what is essentially a drawer pops out to reveal three obsidian tools.  A sword, broken into many pieces, a pick which is cracked and has a few pieces separated from it, and an axe which is mostly just cracked because it was used the least-

[Herabrine] What, no hoe? I bet it's hidden someplace else cause it was never used.

[Winston] Gathers the tools and hands them over to Hera- That would be correct, the Master has never had any use for it

[Herabrine] Hmph. I wonder if he can hear us? He's probably just be mad because I'm in his room.

[Winston] - Yes, even I am technically not allowed in here, the Mistress is probably the only one actually allowed...

[Lie] Picks up CP's egg-

[Herabrine] well come on then, let's get this over with.

[Winston] - Do you have something to say to them?  Or would you prefer I speak for you Mistress?

[Lie] - Please Winston, it would be much appreciated

[Winston] - I understand, please follow me

[Lie] Nods and follows Winston out of the room and towards the area which her coronation had been held.  Hera and Endea are following behind them and Endrea shifts to her dragon form once in the hallway.  Lie is uneasy being here without her mate but she can't think about it long as the doors before them swing open.  The generals are where they had stood before, but much more solemn this time around.  There is a vastly smaller amount of mobs where there had been a multitude before.  All of them are silent and looking up at their Master's mate expectantly.  Winston steps forwards to address them-

[Winston] - Fellow mobs!  I speak for our Mistress today when I tell you that everybeing here has been affected by the loss of our Master.  However our Mistress will do what she can to help protect us as her mate has done for a very long time.  For the time being please, keep yourselves hidden away, there's no need to expose yourselves if there are no players!  And I am pleased to assure you that the Master is not gone and he will return!  Please, bare your safety in mind and for the sake of our Mistress do not try anything rash!

-There's a murmur from the crowd below and Lie's hands tighten a little around CP's egg as she watches them carefully.  She hopes she doesn't screw her husbands entire server over by saying or doing the wrong thing.  She's a bit surprised when Endrea nudges her a little-

[Endrea] - You should speak to them Mistress, calm them...

[Lie] - What should I say?

[Endrea] - What ever your heart feels is right

[Lie] Swallows nervously before stepping forwards, Winston steps back politely to give her some space. She looks at the crowd gathered before her- I am not going to claim that I know what I'm doing.  Some of you may remember that I did lead a group of humans, but I have never had to lead this many before.  If I stumble and make mistakes then please forgive me, for I am doing the best I can.  I am not my mate, I do not have the war experience which he does, but I will fight for you if you stand by me. Each one of you is important to my mate thus you are important to me

-The crowd speaks amongst themselves, as if agreeing to Lie's terms and soon a cheer sets up which gives Lie a bit of relief.  Winston touches her arm and urges her back before giving a closing speech to the mobs and leading Lie away-

[Lie] Feels light headed from the stress of speaking to all the mobs and allows Winston to guide her to the conference room where he seats her in CP's usual spot as the other generals file into their spots.  Winston grab a chair for Hera and places it next to Lie-

[Herabrine] Well that went decently well...

[Herabrine] Are you okay Lie?

[Lie] - Yeah, just, really not used to this...

[Herabrine] I think the best person to be in charge is someone who doesn't want to be. People who want power are more likely to be corrupted by it. Pretend the mobs are kids you're babysitting

[Lie] Please don't stick that image in my head

-The generals are silent for a few moments before Magnolia speaks-

[Magnolia] - So what happens now?  What are we going to do?

[Lie] - In all honesty I'm not sure, but what I said is true.  I will do my best to protect you, but I require your help as well.  I don't have any idea as to what to do with this large of a group, which is why I'm depending on all of you

[Blake] - And why should we follow you?  Why shouldn't one of us take charge?

[Endrea] Snorts- You're an idiot Blake.  All the lesser mobs know that the bright eyes  control all, they will not listen to the leader of another group of mobs unless their general is close with that general.  And even then there is no guarantee

[Grayson] - She's so pathetic and puny though, probably can't even fight- The large pigman stands, grinning darkly before lunging at Lie to attack her

[Winston] Both he and Endrea leap up to Lie's defense, but there was no need as sharp black vines whip up, grabbing Grayson and slamming him back into a wall, holding him there and digging deep throns into him-

[Endrea] - Mistress...

[Lie] - I don't wish to fight Grayson, especially at this time when we are facing such a large threat

[Samuel] - I agree with the Mistress, we need to focus and figure what to do about NOTCH

[Lie] - Have there been any more sightings of him since CP was removed?

[Eliza] - No my lady, but one of my children was there when your mate was killed, would you like to speak with them?

[Lie] - Yes please, the more we know about what happened, the better

[Eliza] Nods- I have them waiting in the hall, should I call them now?

[Lie] - Go ahead

[Eliza] Lets out a series of clicks and a small cave spider comes in, it's obviously nervous as it trembles a little- M...  Mistress

[Lie] - It's alright, you're not in trouble.  I just wish to know what happened

[Cave Spider] Trembles a bit before finding it's voice- I..  I was hiding in some grass when I saw the Master come into the area, the NOTCH was stalking him and it was obvious that the Master was distracted since he was not noticed right away.  When the...  WHen the Master did finally notice him he immediately challenged him...  NOTCH...  NOTCH had a sword...  and the Master called both his weapons but put his sword away so all he had was his pick...  They fought, NOTCH barely scratched Master with the sword but it killed the Master.  HIs body fell apart, unraveling at it's code...

[Lie] Looks about ready to cry again as she hears this and her breathing has picked up- Thank you for the information, it is useful...  You may go

[Cave Spider] The small arachnid bows and leaves the room which falls into a hushed silence-

[Lie] Quietly- It wasn't quick......  Only the breaking of our connection was...

[Herabrine] her expression is dark- he'll pay dearly for that. I doubt he realizes what a large beehive he's kicked.

[Lie] Under the table reaches for Hera's hand for comfort-

[Blake] - So obviously the NOTCH has developed something new to combat us with...  And we now know it's a sword, but what exactly did he do to the sword and how do we defend against it?

[Lie] - I don't know...  I may know some others which may have an idea, but other than that...

[Blake] - Well you're of great help

[Herabrine] Takes her hand and whispers- remember, he's not gone

[Lie] - I am trying Blake, which seems to be more than you're doing.  At least I'm attempting to find answers rather than just asking questions

[Herabrine] I'm sure we'll be on better footing once we have more information...

[Lie] - But how do we get it without confronting him and putting more lives in danger?

[Herabrine] Simple, we ask Cp. we just have to be patient

[Zacharia] - Many would be willing to sacrifice themselves to help you find out more

[Lie] - Absolutely not!  I will not have you sacrificing yourselves for something so senseless!

[Herabrine] it's better if you hide. Let the bastard think he's won for a bit.

[Lie] - He was aiming at all of you not that long ago in case you've forgotten

[Blake] - Heh, only the weak overworld generals

[Samuel] - What did you say ember boy?

[Blake] - You heard me

[Winston] - Enough!  Now is not the time for infighting!

[Herabrine] don't forget that the one who punished Giselle is more then willing to repeat those actions....

[Blake] - I saw his terror here, he doesn't like the Nether

[Lie] - That doesn't mean he's not capable of setting his fear aside Blake

[Herabrine] Doesn't mean I can't take your ass to him either. Now shut your trap.

[Blake] Huffs but does remain silent-

[Zacharia] - With your permission Mistress I believe we'll get nowhere else today until more information comes to light.  May we leave?

[Lie] - Yes, but if any of you learn anything else please tell Winston immediately.  He will be able to pass it along to me

[Herabrine] Sounds good to me.

-The generals all give Lie some sort of salute before almost all of them leave except Winston, Endrea, and Magnolia-

[Magnolia] - Mistress, which of my mobs would you prefer I be with?  The magma cubes?  Or the slimes?

[Lie] - Which do you think would need the greater protection?

[Magnolia] - Pobably the magma cubes...

[Winston] - Are you sure?  The NOTCH has never entered the Nether before...

[Magnolia] - All the more reason too if he believes the Master is dead

[Herabrine] is waiting patiently but obviously ready to go

[Lie] - Winston, can you open the way back for us?

[Winston] - Yes Mistress- He gives a slight bow and opens a way

[Endrea] - I will stay here briefly to make sure the End is secure, but I will join you shortly

[Herabrine] I take it Gk has the kids?

[Endrea] - No, they are sleeping and Ashe should be able to take care of them for a short while

[Herabrine] And you should probably call Doc and let them know the little bit of info the spider gave you.

[Lie] - Absolutely, let's just hope they're awake...

[Herabrine] is already calling out in the chat as she goes through- I gotta feed Maggie, I won't be long.

[Lie] Follows, completely forgetting that she's wearing CP's armor-  Alright, we should probably let TLOT know too...

[Doc] Pounds up outside carrying TLOT and Steve- Brine delivery service!

[TLOT] That looks really good on you Lie!

[Lie] - What?  Oh...  I forgot I was even wearing this

[Lie] - We have a bit more information on what happened to CP

[Doc] I have news too! But you go first.

[Lie] - There was one witness to what happened, a cave spider.  They confirmed that CP was attacked with a sword...  But it wasn't a quick death.  They stated they could see him coming undone pixel by pixel....  And that his code was coming undone...

[Doc] That monster... I'll figure out what he did and how to counter it too. Mark my words! But I'll need to examine Cp for traces once he's restored.  

[TLOT] Looks stricken, remembering bad things and clings to Steve a bit.

[Lie] - What news do you have?

[Doc] We had to bribe him, but Jeb gave us something super useful. You know how the peaceful NITCHAIs told us they had a way of distinguishing each other? It's a number. And Jeb gave us the one for Cps NOTCH.

[Lie] - Really?  What can we do with it?

[TLOT] Apparently deleting the mobs drew some attention to him...

[Doc] Well the number functions like a key in the same way a player name allows you in or out of a server...

[Steve] We got to use the ban- hammer!

[Doc] Cps NOTCH is permanently banned from this server.

[Lie] Looks down at the egg in her hands- That's good...  I get the feeling that the deletion of a brine drew a fair amount of attention too...

[Doc] I don't know about that Lie... I get the feeling it's not as rare as we'd like. But deleting the mobs is weird. Plus it's the kind of thing that affects the players experiences. So I can see how that would draw more attention.

[Doc] Leans close to Lie to get a better look at the egg- any wiggles yet? It shouldn't be long to hatch.

[Lie] - Hoestly I was so focused on not screwing up in front of CP's generals that I wouldn't know...

[Doc] Scoots closer - May I? Just hold him up a bit.

[Lie] Holds the egg up a bit higher for Doc-

[Doc] Puts hir head to the side to listen - I hear a little movement.

[TLOT] Hops down and then helps Steve as well. He passes a hand over the shell- It's kind of like... someone rolling around in their sleep-

[Lie] - I'm not sure how CP manages to deal with his generals so often, Grayson tried to attack me, Blake insulted me...  It was nerve wracking

[Doc] Easy, he just beats them up.

[TLOT] Blake is an asshole.

[Lie] Pulls the egg back closer to herself- I'm glad Endrea suggested I wear CP's armor

[Doc] It was a good suggestion. On several levels.

[Lie] - I should probably take it off though, Winston had to help me out a bit since there's more than usual with this armor

[Steve] Do you need an extra pair of hands?

[Doc] Just unequipt it Lie.

[Lie] - Hm?  Oh, right...  Unequipting...- A bit embarrassed at forgetting that she does remove the armor that way

[Doc] There you go. Take a load off, you're safe now.

[Herabrine] Sees them talking and sneaks out the side of the house and flies off towards the village.

[Lie] Cradles the egg- You know, now that I have those gauntlets off, it almost feels like it's gently vibrating...

[Doc] I wouldn't be suprised. He might be aware that you have him close.

[Lie] Smiles a little- So long as he comes back quickly

[Doc] Grins- trust me.

[TLOT] Smiles faintly and directs his soft words at the egg. - Hey Cp. I'm gonna go sit on your couch since you're not out here to tell me not to.

-The egg vibrates a bit harder-

[Lie] - Easy now...

[Doc] Come on Cp. We're all waiting on you. You can do it!

[Lie] - Do you think maybe it needs to be used like a spawn egg?

[Doc] Maybe? But be super gentle. Just in case. Click it easy. Don't throw it like a chicken egg.

[Lie] Gently clicks the egg and is surprised when it pops open and a tiny ball of red fur rolls out with a teeny mew-

[TLOT] Holy crap...

[Steve] KITTEN!

[Doc] Well that kinda makes sense actually...

[CP] Looks around and blinks before letting out a little yowl-

[Lie] - I...  I don't get it...  Why is he so tiny?

[Doc] He lost all his mass. He's having to rebuild himself from scratch the way I did in the beginning. And since he's spent time as a cat, it's a small actionable shape his body already knows how to pilot.

[CP] Tries standing up and wobbles some-

[Lie] - So I guess I have another small animal running around

[Doc] Just for a while. He needs to heal. I'm betting his skin is empty right now. He proabably has just enough cubes to make that shape.

[Lie] - You said I could feed him once he got a mouth, should I go get something for him?

[Doc] Absolutely.

[Steve] I have some chicken! - pulls out the roast bird and puts it in front of the kitten -

[Lie] Hurries inside to get some more meat-

[CP] Immediately makes his way over to the chicken and starts eating-

[Lie] Comes back out with a steak and a pork chop-

[Doc] Hey TLOT.... you should give her one of the meat cubes... She's gonna find out about it sooner or later anyway.

[TLOT] Thanks for outing me!

[Doc] You know I'm right!

[TLOT] Huffs and puts down a rather weird cube, it's marbled like an entire block of raw bacon.

[Lie] - What is that?

[TLOT] Very quiet- Mammoth...

[Lie] - You...  Killed one of the mammoths?

[TLOT] Colors - It's for the raptors! I promised them new meat for diplomatic reasons. I only needed to kill one to make duplicates of the item drop!

[Lie] Groans and then looks at CP.  The tiny kitten has devoured about a quarter of the chicken now-

[Doc] Poor thing. His body needs to be normal, or at least bigger. His metabolisim must be going crazy. He needs fuel for his fire so badly.

[Lie] - Guess I'll be doing a lot of breeding...  He's usually the one that kills them for me though...

[Doc] If you run out of food just come visit me. I always have lots.

[TLOT] Do you have trouble killing them Lie? You could always ask Herabrine to suffocate them, that would be fairly quick.

[Lie] - It's the noises they make that I don't like

[Notch] Wanders outside - what's going on out here? I keep hearing muching noises. - stops- Is that...a block of MEAT?!

[Doc] Yep.

[Lie] - Look at what's behind the chicken

[Notch] Walks over and looks down- Aww it's a kitten! A hungry kitten... Wait... Is that CP?!

[Doc] For the moment, yes.

[Lie] - Yeah

[Notch] W-why?

[Doc] He's recovering. Don't get your cubes in a bunch-

[Notch] Kneels down. - Cp.... My poor son... Fuck... Does Stevie know about this?

[Lie] - Noooo

[Doc] Is already typing- and get over here please. This is important.

[CP] Accidentally chomps a bone and gives it a little hiss-

[Lie] - We may have to debone things for him...  That chicken Hera brought over earlier would be good

[TLOT] At least the meat block doesn't have bones. It's kinda compressed...

[Doc] Yeah, nudge him over to it. It's nice and bloody and fatty. Should appeal to him.

[Notch] Looks slightly ill

[Lie] Gently scoops CP up who reaches out with his paws to keep a hold of the chicken as she moves him over to the meat block-

[Stevie] Comes jogging up- Hey, what's going on?

[Doc] Cp confronted his NOTCH...

[Stevie] Stiffens- Again?  Who...  Who came out on top this time?

[Doc] The NOTCH... Cp was... deleted. Fortunately Lie had a single pixel and he's regenerating from it.

[Stevie] - Deleted?  But he's never been able to completely do that before...

[Doc] We know. It's a terrifying prospect. I think if he hadn't let me give him my recursive code he would have been lost to us entirely.

[Stevie] - So where is he?

[CP] Has started on the meat cube-

[Doc] Points at the kitten- That's him.

[CP] Chews on a fatty part-

[Stevie] - That's my brother?  He's so...  He's so tiny...

[Doc] Well we only had one pixel. He was resting in a spawn egg for almost a day.

[Lie] - And now he's probably gonna try to eat everything...

[TLOT] You can't blame him. He needs food to rebuild.

[Doc] At least he has food.... I had to make do with whatever raw materials I could pilfer. I consumed a lot of random things.

[Stevie] - So what's going to happen with him?

[Doc] He'll eat. And then when he's got enough raw materials he'll pop like a mob animal into a larger shape. Probably an adult cat, and then, I don't know. But we'll get him back.

[Notch] Gives the kitten a gentle pat-

[Lie] - Somebody had better be taking pictures of him this small...

[Doc] I'm on it- Starts taking screenshots from different angles-

[Steve] So just be nice to him Stevie. He's had a really shitty couple of days.

[CP] Tears off a bit too big of a piece for him to eat-

[Notch] Pulls on the piece so he can rip a bit off- Easy now! Don't choke!

[CP] Tugs on it while Notch is tugging on it with a little growl-

[Notch] Can't help but smile- Get it!

[CP] Uses tiny claws to bat at the meat-

[Doc] Dawwwwwwwwww

[Steve] He's being so cute. Dammit!

[Stevie] - So where did that meat come from?

[TLOT] I killed a mammoth....

[Stevie] - One of those big things in the savannah?  Whoa

[CP] Finally tears off a smaller piece from the one Notch is holding-

[TLOT] I needed the meat... I'm not gonna do it again. There are only a few of them anyway.

[Steve] It dropped a ton of brown woolly cubes too.

[Lie] - I bet

[Doc] Returns hir attention to Cp. - I wonder what's going on in his head?

[TLOT] Hunger mostly.

[Lie] - I think I'm going to go make him a bit of a nest on the bed-

[Doc] Stevie? When was the last time you talked to that NOTCH?

[Notch] Go ahead Lie, I'l keep an eye on him-

[Stevie] - Um...  Not long before TLOT brought me and the other humans over here...

[Lie] Heads inside to start making a nest-

[Doc] Good, lets keep it that way. Same with Alexis. As far as I'm concerned, this one's a monster on the same level as TLOT's was. Apparently he was amusing himself deleting Cp's mobs as well.

[Stevie] - He's never bothered with brother's mobs before...

[CP] Kicks at the meat block sending a couple tiny chunks off-

[Doc] Exactly. I think it may have been a calculated move to either hurt him or draw him out of hiding, or both.

[Stevie] - Fa...  I mean, that NOTCH has never been that aggressive before, at least not to my knowledge...

[Doc] Shrugs - I don't know what his problem is. I don't want to know. I just wish he'd fuck off somewhere and not come back.

[Steve] And take Dn with him.

[Doc] Wilts a bit. Xe only managed to avoid him by phasing through the stone under the castle and meeting TLOT and Steve at the spawn-

[Stevie] - Maybe...  Maybe he wouldn't attack me.  If you guys help me get back over there, maybe looking a bit beat up to be a bit more convincing, I could maybe get more information for you guys

[Doc] But we can't go with you. You'd be risking everything. If he kills you you'll respawn, but if he deletes you, that's it... game over... Stevie...

[TLOT] Cp would never forgive any of us if something happened to you. I know you might not believe me, but he would be devestated.

[Notch] Stevie... Please...

[Stevie] - Well what are our other options?

[Doc] A very through scan of Cp once he's restored. Plus he should be able to tell me exactly what happened. He's a hacker and he does know what certain things feel like.

[Lie] Comes out of the house- Hey, did you guys see Hera at all?  She said she was gonna feed Maggie, but she's not inside...

[Herabrine] Is coming back down the road with a very smug expression - I bring presents!

[Doc] Why does that worry me?

[Lie] - What are you talking about?

[Herabrine] At TLOT- Sorry to give your Testificates busy work, but Tungsten is the best at what he does.

[Herabrine] Holds up the obsidian sword and the matching axe- All fixed!

[Lie] - And CP's going to be mad...

[Doc] Those are really pretty.

[TLOT] Mad but secretely grateful, I'm sure.

[Steve] Those are really neat tools!

[Lie] - They were made to go with the armor...  Where's the pick?

[Stevie] - I think I remember those...  From a really long time ago...  Actually I think I remember brother letting me use the axe in a fight...

[Herabrine] Not done yet. He tackled the sword first because it was the most broken. And then the axe because it was still in pretty good shape. But then he started getting a bit burnt, and Drillby insisted he take a break so he wouldn't mess anything up trying to hurry.

[Lie] - I see.  If you wanna put the tools in the trunk in the bedroom, that would be appreciated

[Stevie] - Father, how's Flux?

[Notch] Has a farway look for a moment - Sensual, lovely, tender, kind... what were we talking about again?

[Herabrine] I'm on it.

[Stevie] - Ummmm...

[TLOT] Wry grin- Someone has been doing some very intimate server coding.

[Stevie] Turns bright red- Nope!  No!  Do not need to hear about that!

[CP] Little yawn having devoured about half of the meat block-

[Notch] Blushes as well - Just be happy for me, okay?

[Doc] Awww... tiny yawn.

[Stevie] - Yeah, absolutely!  Just no details!

[CP] Sleepily starts on the block again-

[Lie] - I think CP's gonna be conked out here soon enough

[Doc] That's okay. He needs rest too. Just keep him close by.

[Lie] - Oh he won't be leaving my sight

[Notch] Sees Cp stop eating and scoops him up into his arms, not minding the bit of blood that gets on his shirt. - My poor son...

[Doc] Uses hir tail fluff to scoot Stevie close to Notch-

[Stevie] Looks at his brother as he starts curling up- Is he even aware right now?

[Doc] We don't know.

[TLOT] I know it's him, his energy is unmistakable. But he's not all there mentally. Like someone who's delirious from fever, operating on base instincts.

[CP] Curls up tiny with one last little yawn, his eyes drooping close-

[Notch] Holds him close and gives him a little kiss on the head- Sleep well, and come back to us soon.

[TLOT] Brushes Stevie's mind gently to see if his feelings are anything like Cp's were when Stevie was temporarily a child again.

[Stevie] Is a tad bit concerned, he's never seen his brother like this before and to have heard that his former father had deleted him scared him-

[Steve] Moves over to them and takes Stevie's hand, gently laying it against the kitten's soft fur. - If you ever wanted to tell him something without him inturrupting you or storming off, now is a good time.

[Stevie] - I...  I think the only thing is why...

[Notch] Gives him a curious look, almost a bit sad. - Go on.

[Stevie] - Why it ever had to end up like this...  With the way the two of us are...

[Notch] You mean, you two fighting?

[Doc] Because someone got between you, and pushed you apart.

[Stevie] - Just everything

[TLOT] As long as both of you are alive, it's never too late to make amends.

[Stevie] - Yeah yeah, I know...  But he never stops doing shit

[Doc] He's a difficult person. That's just the long and short if it.

[TLOT] He has issues, but don't we all?

[CP] Little tiny soft snores-

[Lie] Giggles a little- He normally doesn't snore

[Notch] He's got a full belly, that's probably not normal either. If there's food he tends to give most of it to you Lie. I'm not sure why he has such an issue with eating around other people.

[Lie] I'm not sure he usually needs to eat much.  I know his normal state is a mix of creative and survival

[TLOT] But eating is one of life's little joys. I feel like sometimes he's just reluctant to have fun, like the universe is gonna shit on him if he shows a moment of weakness.

[Lie] - He's getting better though

[Stevie] Glances around them- I'm glad your place is so lit up Lie, otherwise we wouldn't be able to be standing out here

[Doc] It's not just that Stevie, really look around-

-Silver is sitting on their skeletal horse near the south gate of the village and Tang is also nearby. Bow at the ready. There are a few creepers, but they're moving in a small patrol along the wall -

[Doc] Our friends are watching over us too.

[Stevie] - I don't usually see that, I'm usually inside

[Doc] It's okay. They're just keeping an eye out. You're surrounded by friends, you just have to reach out a little bit.

[CP] Kinda rolls onto his back in his sleep-

[Notch] Can't resist petting his teeny belly with one finger-

[CP] Curls around the finger-

[Notch] Gooey smile- He's so soft....

[Stevie] His hand slides up towards his brother's ears-

[Notch] Give him a little pet, I don't think he'll mind. It's likely the first time you've laid a hand on him since you were a kid.

[Stevie] - Yeah...- Little ear rub

[meduelesluegoexisto]

We Came Out Like Tigers LYRICS

An Introduction

“The man who is shut up in prison is so far from being bettered by the change, that he comes out more resolutely the foe of society than he was when he went in. Subjugation, on disgraceful terms, to humiliating work gives him antipathy to all kinds of labour. After suffering every sort of humiliation at the instance of those whose lives are lived in immunity from the peculiar conditions which bring man to crime... he learns to hate the section of society to which his humiliation belongs, and proves his hatred by new offences against it.”

Exerpt from In Russian and French Prisons, by Peter Kropotkin, 1887.

Sous Les Pavés La Plage

All these dreams of survival, of romance and little care, agelessness and lack of worry are slipping through my hands. They are chased and quickly and effortlessly overpowered by the horror of rotting in jails and jobs. These thoughts of friends love and summer have withdrawn that bit too far in your mind, you can't quite see it any more, only worsened by the occasional wisp of smell and sound and warmth, or buoyed along on the back of songs, or just before you awake. You could love her if you could remember who she was. She would be beautiful if you could just recall her face. Yet here you are slumped and sullen, angry and diminished. The abyss is taking you apart. Here you are slumped and sullen, angry and diminished. I don't want you to see me this angry, the abyss has taken me apart. And what am I supposed to do, what is left to feed the soul when you learn how dark men's minds, how consistently cruel his hands?

Remember Why You Are

I see your hands so full of cash, one thing I swear I'll never have, gleeful in all they covert. Yet our hardened hands, so resolute, are filled only with the hands of others. And as you grasp at the grains of youth, all Grey and Faust reminiscent, we have embraced mortality thus, escaping a desperate prison. These things we do aren't working, they feed your cancers. It's the chemicals that wash your thoughts, every time you drink to hurt them. It's the poisons in your chest, it's your lack of time with him. These things you do aren't working. It's hard and we are poor but we are young and we are good, and if you feel you're on your own, it's not because you're wrong, just few have the courage, to see this 'til its done, we are no longer satisfied by fun, we are harder now... We are no longer satisfied by fun, our eyes are keen and stern for all that's good, we are harder now for what's been done. I wish it could be night all the time, it's so romantic when the sun doesn't shine, and I don't feel guilty or lazy for being poor, and I want to pursue meaning more. But they say life is darkest just before the sun, and so thank god the morning comes. Is it right to sell your time 'til it's gone? Is all this more valuable than a song? Play on brothers, play on.

These Terrors Are Dismantled By Friendship's Light

I always fear for you in winter, do you travel? Do the roads treat you kind? Does the darkness play hell with your mind? I know it does mine. So keep up your poems and songs, this is where your madness belongs, out in the open, for how else can we hope to confront it? How will we dismantle these night terrors? Does the darkness play hell with your mind? How will we dismantle these night terrors? See how they are weakened by friendships light. So lets clasp hands and together promise not to be afraid. Truth always was the nemesis of adventure anyway. So lets catch these tears this precious anger, lets rail at governments and churches. There is nothing you can take, nothing from which profit is made! If you never have dreams, then you have nothing to hope to achieve, when the axe came into the forest the trees all said at least the handle is one of us. If we perish we perish together, victors are those unparted forever. Nothing will end this great union, worry not this is only bad weather. So keep up your poems and songs, this is where your madness belongs, so keep up your poems and songs, this is where you belong.

Inimical

This resevoir is heavy and volotile, desperate to relax it's banks and holdings. Giddy to collapse out eyes and tumble down face. Without this I am a speck of dust, without this I'm not brave, I am just genderless thoughts. And one by one the years roll on, the boundaries blur, no growth no decline. I am just genderless thoughts; I am just genderless thoughts Every spring is a reminder that you forgot what it is to be happy, every autumn you embark upon new mourning for the death of ease. The passing of your relaxed self, you concede smiles and lumber on brows furrowed. When you are the mallice behind the dark theres nothing left to be afraid of. Cynicism fades as the ligh fails, just once don't promise us hope.

Immutable

My face is numb now, the room is quiet. I watch dust hazily zig zag to the floor, only to be gusted upwards by the movement of a foot or a hand. Everything you fought for is gone. Everything you knew was important was ignored. You fought tooth and nail, sword and pen, good lord, not the schools, please, leave the forests, for fucks sake, not the hospitals. But no one rallied to you, no one took up the flag, too much stress, too little interest. The people were not united, and your government was viciously divisive. And the worst of it? That now the world looks different. It smells odd. The colours distort in front of your eyes and you snivel a laugh. You are a fool. You thought the world was filled with love and good intentions and it was not.

Take Pleasure In The Processes

I struggle with my own selfishness. My arrogant impulse to prioritise my loved ones over yours. I am grief stricken at the idea that I will die, when I should be glad I was ever given the chance. I struggle with peoples expectations of me. I do not want to fit the mould of a man but I am forced into that shape and people are quickly angry at me when I do not take on the form. Given the freedom I would out grow it and flourish, as much a sister as a brother, as much a wife as a husband and neither besides, I would not invite gods or statesmen into my bed...

If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around, maybe that forest won't get cut to the ground. I am sick of singing about cancer, but his body keeps fucking up, and I'm sick of fighting governments but they keep fucking us. I revile at your abhorrent religions, too long have you exploited our weaknesses. Too long have you censored the books, have you silenced science, condemned the curious. My heart aches for those that cannot find beauty in the blades of grass, in flustered clouds, in lovers breath, that they must invent gods and monsters. My heart breaks at the actions it inspires. Too long have we been respectful, too long have we allowed you to exist.

If You Were Frightened, It's Because It Was Frightening

Apathy is such an evil trait, to sacrifce others for comfort is not an accusation I could take. Do not let the plight of others be so trivial so as to forgo empathy and do nothing. I wonder if Voltaire would have been so quick in making his witty quip if he'd seen the gates of Aushwitz? When your government comes to burn the books, will you wish you'd read them first? Brace for a lifetime of discontent, Orwellian nightmares that never end. You will mourn the sincerity that greed undid. That moment, you beat us, was exactly where you lost. We took on, that hatred, and still came back as one. Don't be alone, don't dare be alone, rise together, be exhalted, take comfort in a godless eixistence. Stay upright stay strong.

I Sing Of Sorrow & Joy

Phonelines again. Tests again, scans again. We count up the odds, calculate survival rates and allocate ourselves as resources. We are brave and we are strong, we will beat this, we shout don't get mad get even! Fuck having cancer! FUCK HAVING CANCER! We are sad and we panic, we complain that it is not fair, we have dealt with all the horrors we were given, we have proved ourselves why us, why again? We sob it out, tears bounce of handsets and stop at tabletops and laps. We pace as we wait for information, we frighten ourselves reading, we try to find comfort in his good health, his young age, his strong mind. He is scared that he is alone but he is not. We implore him to test our mettle, to challenge our resolve. We will beat this together, we five strong minds!

Breathe In, Though You Barely Believe In It

What do you say to yourself when you are totally aware that you have no value? cradle on top here with nothing but horizon if the world were to end now I would be the last to know.

You are of that splendid magnificence that there is nothing most deserved of you and if there is it certainly isn’t me. Should you choose to stay my hand and forbid my flight know that this “I love you” will never have a past tense… you are glowing under this winter sun.

I ask that I might stay a while.

Tribulation

Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those who have no God, When the poor soul is forced away To seek her last abode.

In vain to heav'n she lifts her eyes, For guilt a heavy chain, Still drags her downward from the skies To darkness, fire and pain.

To Ruin A Fine Tenor Voice

It gets worse. We woke up one day and all we do is work. We all talk about how we hate this place but are we so naïve as to think things could be better? The grass is no longer green because we poisoned it all. There's no distance great enough to separate yourself from your inadequacies, You can never run fast enough to escape their line of sight. You have all the look of a skull but with none of the grinning charm, Lank hair, sharp ribs, stop what you are doing and sleep. Minds are lost, smiles are lost, confidence is lost, You are dishonest and lost, shuttered and struggling.

Concrete Blocks of Empathy

I hope the final blow of your hands against my teeth cause lacerations of sufficient irritation that I can splutter one last laugh. The only reason I don't turn tail and run, is because Spite will crash me against your shorelines, keep me ragged and close, Keep me ragged and close. The actions of the outer regions of love and hatred manifest themselves in remarkably similar ways. Where is the ceiling of your tolerance set? What level of cruelty are you prepared to accept? Did you mean what you said? Did you mean what you said? Your pacifism undermines the sincere devotion of love. I am here for revenge.

Careworn

I hesitate to commit this to words, for as they rise through my mouth they take root in my brain, and ever more real will ever remain. Ever since the hospital, the opiates and the ketamine, we're harder now in everything. Oh misery, accept we five. Death's false start, his failure our triumph, has left us ever waiting his certain early return. Ever tense for adjudicators whistle that will bring us to the ring again, casts a shadow over every day, that won't be lifted until he's taken away. Uncertainty once relieved, will be replaced with all the the relief a coffin can give, And not a thing can be done about it, and so are our lives; Unchanging.

We Have Not Reached Conclusion

I refuse for this to be conclusion, As I shrink inwards. As things ever worsen, as things ever worsen, Life will be my next defiance. Be it in jails or this rented house, Sooner a dour path than an ignorant one. I would exchange any semblance of youth for stronger hands, tougher fists. I will trade what charm I have for firmer resolve. Even when so much anger has coursed through these veins I do not doubt that they will be fit to pump joy. I need only knowledge enough to spell out freedom, I need only enough life blood to see out the struggle. I refuse for this to be conclusion. And a restless summers end wind reminds me of how handsome we will be in the frost, I will walk this frozen path of hatred until I reach the thaw.