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It goes against my lore ideas but!

I read a fic once about Pixl stumbling upon the ruins of E1 and getting possessed by ghosts... But like actually???? I say keep this where the Sausage’s are connected, Joel is the same person just add some godhood. “Joel! Joel! Joel! Oh I’m so happy to see you again” Joel is confused, the voice sounds somehow like both someone he lost long ago and Pixlriffs the local historian. He looks over from his build, Pixl seems to be asleep, fitful but unconsious but he’s surrounding by the ghost of Lizzie his wife. He could cry, he flies down to them picking up Pixl his wife keeps her hand within the historian’s. She cradles him with the other, he tries to not cry. “I’m so happy you’ve made it my love...” she whispers. “I’ve not much time, but the little explorer found the remains, anyone who died within the area we all ruled has chance to take him.” She flickers and Joel decides to fly them up to a bed, he lays Pixlriffs on his bed and speaks quietly with his wife once more. Jimmy had lived on, he’s not with them. Shrub made it out somewhere never returned to them. Joey was there but considered it rude and unnecasary for him to ever take over. Joel told her the outcome of Pixlriffs, the original and Gem and Fwhip. Joel had when searching for any survivors found 3 candles by the Vigil. One larger definetely set up by Pixl in his color floating North West, 2 smaller candles clearly meant for the vigil but set with the larger in the siblings colors pointing North. Joel told her that after seeing that he went South East. Pixl wakes up in an unknown location, which is not unusual but the fact that he’s in Joel’s house and Joel is just peacefully looking out the window is. He’ll blame the ghosts of the original Empires, but why Joel? He didn’t even live particularly close to the god. “How’d I end up here?” Joel seemed surpised. “Ah yes, I know one of the now inhabitants of your body. Quite silly of you, you could’ve ended up with some real malice in you.” Pixl was still curious about who Joel knew, he’d have to have known one of the ones to have died there. “Oh who’d you know? The Ocean Queen? The King of the Lost Empire? The Lord of Rivendell?” Joel looked sollem, he didn’t answer Pixlriffs. “You can rest up in here tonight and know you’re always welcome here in Stratos.” Pixl decides he will investigate further and never mention anything more to Joel. Joel didn’t believe he could have jinxed the damn place more, he lectured Pixl ‘You could have picked up some real evil.’ The guy had! Picked up Xoronoth on top of all the other chaotic people there. Joel wished he had more fellow powerful people, while Xornoth couldn’t do much with the limitation of Pixl and Scott he was real talkative. “Oh you again!? I thought you died with the rapture with your wife!” Joel elected to ignore any shocked gasps. “Did you know we can access the puppet’s memories? All of the names line up, Pixlriffs is the old Copper King and proffet, Jimmy is the old Cod King, Lizzie is the old Ocean Queen, the list goes on. How’d you the end King of Mezalia end up here? Ascending to godhood sure I understand but ending up with these people so clearly copies or descendants of the past?” Joel wished he could vanquish Xornoth right then and there, but he’d have to murder Pixl to do that. The ghost possessing Pixl suddenly dissapated, Joel caught him before Scott could finish forming. “Sorry there Joel, we’re working our best at him. We’re thinking we can get Xornoth from appearing but you may want to keep an eye on him just in case.” Scott disapeared to, leaving Pixl alone for now. Telling the others wasn’t miserable, they agreed with Scott of Old. They asked many questions and Joel answered to the best his knowledge. “I had fought to become a god to live on with my wife for the rest of our lives, she survived the intial shock, losing all her memories in the process. She died soon after however, wandered into the wrong place. Jimmy escaped feeling ashamed, he wasn’t blamed for it, Fwhip he and his sister Gem escaped North on a dragon, never to be seen again, Shrub left to find her people if she could, Katherine turned up dead but a similar case to Jimmy, Pixlriffs had headed North West, Scott died with Xornoth to defeat him, (so on so forth). Explaining to Pixl once he woke up again in his room was another. He figured Pixl would be devasted, and granted he looked scared, sad, and lost. But he took it like a champ, he accepted he needed  to be with someone until they figured out the issue. He elected to stay with Joel because the god could handle Xornoth the best until they had more information. He also had quickly reccomended tying him down somewhere when sleeping so he couldn’t be used while sleeping. Joel wished the human didn’t have to deal with such a problem but he was happy he was working with it well. Thank you for reading :)

[f0r3sham3]

Drew Pixlriffs for an RP AU I'm in:D (I have Impulse & Skizz (the life series vers))

The AU is called Forsaken Destiny :nodnod:

Pix is just giving me extreme brain rot

[crowinthecorner]

the brain rot consumes because why the hell else did i (guy who has not written anything willingly in 3 years) just write 500 (approx) words (by hand) reflecting on the characters portrayed by minecraft youtuber pixlriffs

[thebardscipher]

The next two Dreamsnaps! Decor Challenge was "Ancient Aesthetics" and my freaking Empires SMP obsessed brain went "Vigil! ARCHEOLOGIST PIX! CANDLES?! LANTERNS!!!!!!" And um, yeah.....decorated the Ruins in Eternity Isles to make a lil area inspired by Pix's Empires stuff lol. I have moved the lantern and Candles and used the large obelisk/tower statue and moved it to the Desert on Eternity Isles since this photo was taken. Also, the Fog and David (my lil guy....yes another Pixlriffs reference) are paid actors. Fashion week was "Superhero for a Day" and I was still on a MCYT brain rot. Also the game was like "OOOOH LOOK, Incredibles uniforms for sale in the Premium Shop! OHHHH LOOK, all the examples are Incredibles. MAYBE, perhaps, you should dress like The Incredibles....just a thought." and I went "No, I will be unique and creative" and then boom CuteGuy Cosplay lol. Got the misty effect due to the glowing critters that were in the premium shop once.

[illmamnim-art]

I ran out of ideas

Pixlriffs for every day of September - 20/30

[apollo-the-story-teller]

HELLO PIXL FANS

Hey our little blorbo is shocked and confused when we make him pretty let’s make him like up top of sexyman for mcyt

Why you should vote for him not knowing him as well. Well firstly, watch him you’ll enjoy him /lh. But secondly he’s very chill and cool

[apollo-the-story-teller]

This is a plea for help

Please people make more Pixlriffs content on ao3 I’m about to go back through his tag

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You can tell if someone kins Pixlriffs by what degree they think he’s sad and wise.

Seriously he was edgy on season 1 but I feel this may be unreasonable

[apollo-the-story-teller]

Empires season 1 is kicking my ass still

Why did Joel be the one to note the damages not the bloody fucking death candle dude.  “When the candles began flickering Pixlriffs the Copper King of Pixandria knew deep down it was too late. He saw people flicker out even after Scott and knew that right then the fates were unknown. He lit his own candle something more intentional, if anyone were to remain and seek him. They’d know at least if he were not only alive but the direction he went.”

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 “Fwhip and Gem flew out from the damages swiftly, they decided North in hopes pass Pixl and acquire him. His kingdom was desolate by the time they got there, the vigil only had a few candles lit still. There was a larger pale candle the smoke blew North West, the other candles had pointed south. Pixl was alive and well heading in mostly the same direction.”

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“Joel had been the one to account the damages write the history check up on locations. Most were destroyed, some abandoned already, and as of course Pixl’s kingdom was back to ruinhood. All the townsfolk and Pixlriffs gone like the wind. He noted that Pixl had a suspicious candle to the North West and the non-aquatic twins had 2 pointing North, he almost intentionally flew South East. Perhaps in another life they’d meet again but not now, not soon.” Anyway, I’ll probably write something more indepth on this

[apollo-the-story-teller]

I know Pixl works in the canon multiverse as some kind of all knowing Jesus but how do you all make him ‘work’ in fanon?

I make him immortal just entirely unkillable and he’s just old as hell. Like has Santa Perla’s baby blankets old, Philza Minecraft old. And he just knows too much, entirely untouchable.

Blessed by gods that have died, been reincarnated met him, blessed him, continue the damn cycle.

And that’s why he’s so anti social, he’s watched unkillable deities be born and die. He’s tired, and there’s only so many people like him (cough Etho and other not god immortals)

And that’s why he knows all the Hermitcraft members, they’re all old enough, the empires members don’t recognize him if they should. Last Joel saw ‘uncle Pixel’ he had shorter browner hair and lacked facial hair and he was 11 years old, in total not even just physically.

[apollo-the-story-teller]

Hi Pixlriffs people I have angst in the work

I’m not revealing much but I have a few ideas of endings and want people to choose for me 1 hahahaha haha it makes the most sense to actual thing 2 I don’t finish I leave it as a cliffhanger so any readers have the hope of imagining the better ending when the intended is always the worse 3 Good ending (: 4 1 but meaner

[apollo-the-story-teller]

New Pixlriffs slander

I know he’s tall but I keep drawing him short, idk he sounds small to me

[apollo-the-story-teller]

Get you friends who can talk about Pixlriffs with you for 5 hours

We’ve gone from 1 au to another, it’s been great

[apollo-the-story-teller]

Pixlriffs angst

Still not with my favorite lore but I hurt you lot might as well me too

What if the reason Pixlriffs wasn’t present was because Xornoth turned him to copper? I’ve seen at least 2 fics utilize this

[apollo-the-story-teller]

Spotify Wrapped Shenagins

Give me a number (1-100) and a character from Empires, Hermitcraft, or others but there’s a chance I can’t fulllfill. And then I’ll write a prompt, Example/teaser Pixlriffs; 16. you can request more details but after a sole character some may need changed for the song

It’s all so Incredibly loud- Glass Animals

(note I wrote this but then my power flickered making me lose it all I’m rather fustrated)

Pixlriffs was overwhelmed by both immense guilt writhing in his stomach and visions so powerful they hurt more then alluded to the events. He looked around his amazing city the people within it, and felt a sickness wash over him. He didn’t deserve to get help from these people from anyone for doing what he did. He left his royal attire strewn off the distance of his home as he entered his own exile.

The first 3 nights were bitter, he lacked much of his clothing and gear. He was defenseless and cold most nights. He spent his forth day wondering farther in hopes to find a village to trade with. The only he found refused and threatened to send their iron golem at him. He carried on, hopeful to find food.

He was very hungry by the time he saw something other then desert, the base of a mountain with now just a little more sand and then a field to clear. He knew if he got up there he would see Lizzie’s kingdom from it. He felt happy to have a friend near him again, before the guilt returned.

He needed food though so he set off for the field hopeful for berries at least.

It was becoming an all out manhunt for the Copper King, his people while functional without him wanted him back, the still okay emperors wished to keep him safe and all that remained had more sinister reasons up their sleeves.

The only lead they had was that a Northern village to Pixandria had absolutely refused to trade with a then near starving King. He headed somewhat Northeast from there. Pixlriffs awoke blearily, his nights were haunted still, but he had found food and ate it slowly as he needed. However Pixlriffs felt a bad presence around him, he looked around deeper. He saw Joey who last he knew was possessed flying overhead. He knew he could not take even Shrub on in his state. He tried hiding away as quick and as quietly as possible, but his legs would not work. He was spotted, and he could only hope miserably for a savior. I can actually continue this too if requested but yeah. Give me ideas Yes requesting characters I like will get more words

[apollo-the-story-teller]

The chatfic is done

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43176177 hope that works lmao