#thanks to the magma stream

[pencopanko]

Goldbullet-related doodles from Twitter because I love one (1) sniper man

[sinnabarmoth]

Tribute for the Dragon (18/18)

(A/N: Just a quick thanks for all the love you guys have shown this fic! Means a lot! Love ya!)

Pairing: Dragon|Sylus x Fem|Reader

Summary: A happily ever after with your dragon.

Content Warnings: Adult language. Child birth.

Length: 2k

Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17)

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The flight back to your kingdom was long and Sylus did not stop until you across the border. At that point you had told him to land near a stream. He didn’t question why, just dropped down as soon as he spotted some water.

“Are you alright?” he asked for the tenth time. “Do you need a rest? Something to drink? Eat?”

“No. I am fine.” you looked at him now, still covered head to toe in copious amounts of blood. It soaked into his hair and his skin. Every inch of him was died the same crimson as his eyes. “But you need to clean that off.”

Sylus looked down at himself and nodded. You gestured to the stream and he started washing the blood away. You tore off a piece of your skirt hem and dunked it into the water and wiped at his face.

You remembered being sat in the room underground when you heard the bells and alarms ringing. You had know immediately it was Sylus. The unending screams of pain and fear only confirmed it. Then that fucking general had come in to try and take you away, to try and threaten Sylus into letting him live, but his efforts were in vain. They had all died. Sylus ripped every last one of them to shreds just to get back to you.

You had been surprised for a moment when instead of the Sylus you knew a full dragon had busted in through the door. But you knew it was your dragon the second you saw him. He was large, black and red scaled armor with silver horns and spines down his back. His eyes were the same kind of molten red you had seen from Tengya on the beach, as if instead of eyes two pools of magma churned in his pupils. And all that you could think of was how happy you were to see him.

He was back to his normal form now, albeit completely naked, but that hardly mattered. Soon you would be home and all of this would be nothing but a horrible nightmare. You couldn’t wait that long to get this blood off though. So you helped him clean, wiping whatever blood you could off of him. Scooping water into your hands and scrubbing it out of his hair until it was silver again.

He reclined against you, staring up at your face. “I am so sorry.” he said. “I should never have left. They never should have been able to take you. This was all my fault.”

“No. It was not your fault, Sylus.”

“I left you. I left you all alone. I should have taken you to the village at the very least. I was insane to leave you by yourself.”

“Sylus--”

“What if they had hurt you worse than they did? What if they had done something to our child? I would never forgive myself. If…if the worse had happened…” tears cut rivers down his cheeks, “I don’t even want to think about it.”

“Then don’t.” you hugged him. “I am safe. Our baby is safe. What is done is done. We cannot change it. But you ensured that no one would ever come to harm us again and that is good enough for me.”

“I love you. I do.” he turned to face you fully, “I love you more than anything and I swear this will never happen again. I will defend you, body and soul with everything that I am.”

“Sylus…”

“You, the family we are growing, is my entire life. I love you both so much and I do not know what forces in the world allowed me to have you but I will thank them every day.” he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you too. I will love you forever and no matter what happens, I will always be here by your side. No force from the heavens, hells or this material world will take me from you. I promise.” You brought him close, kissing him tenderly. “I love you, Sylus. I will always love you.”

You sat there by the stream, half covered in blood and crying as you held one another. You were safe. You were together. That was all that mattered.

~~~

Sylus was anxious. He didn’t get anxious a lot but he was anxious as he stood pacing back and forth outside the room you were giving birth in. The women helping you had insisted it wasn’t a place for the men to enter and Sylus wanted to be respectful but with every pained cry that came from you on the other side of the door his agitation grew.

“You’re going to drive a rut into the floor.” your father warned him. “She’s in good hands. She and the baby will be fine.”

“I should be in there.” Sylus snapped. “Why can I not be?”

“Well, for one, your tail hasn’t stopped swishing like an angry cat’s. You’d probably hit someone or knock something over.” he explained, “But it is just how things are done. The women handle the birth, we cut the umbilical cord after they’re out.”

Every instinct in Sylus was telling him to get in the room. He needed to protect you. Protect you from what, he had no idea. But he felt so helpless and useless out here!

There was another loud cry from inside and Sylus snapped to the door. That was it! He wasn’t staying out here!

He opened the door to find you knelt on the floor. You looked up and smiled in relief, holding a hand out for him. “Sylus,”

He knelt next to you, “Right here. I’m right here.”

“He shouldn’t be--” one of the women tried to say.

“No! Don’t leave!” you squeezed his hand, “Please don’t leave!”

“I won’t. I’m not going anywhere.” Sylus shot a glare at the others, daring them to try and remove him. The others shrugged and went back to what they were doing.

“It hurts.” you muttered through clenched teeth. “It really fucking hurts!”

“I know. I know it does, little bird.” he wiped the sweat from your brow. “But it’ll be worth it. We’ll have our little one soon, you just have to endure it for a little longer.”

“Can’t believe I let you do this to me!” you snapped. “I hope you never have another rut!” He figured you were talking out of pain and didn’t mean what you were saying.

One of the women got behind you. “Alright, you’re ready. Time to start pushing. Deep breath, your body knows what to do. Gravity is gonna help us get this baby out quick.”

After several long tense minutes of you holding onto him for dear life, screaming and whimpering in pain as you pushed, the baby was out. A different kind of scream filled the air as your child took its first breath.

“You have a daughter.” the woman holding the baby said. “A perfectly healthy baby girl.”

Sylus cut the umbilical cord with his claw and let them wipe the baby off a bit before settling her in your arms. “She’s beautiful.” you were crying. The moment the baby’s head rested on your chest her cries stilled into little whimpers.

“Most gorgeous things I’ve ever seen.” Sylus couldn’t believe what he was looking at. This tiny thing was yours? They looked so normal, so human. “Hello, my heart,” he said. He receded the claws on his hands so he could hold her. “If you aren’t the most perfect thing in this world I do not want to know what could be better.”

“She is so little…” you cooed. “And she looks so human.”

“I told you she would. But make no mistake, this is a strong and fearsome dragon. That reminds me,” Sylus pulled a small jar out of his pocket. Inside was a small portion of the salve he had gotten from Tengya. He spread a small patch on the baby’s chest.

Once you had enough time alone, just Sylus, you, and the baby you began to let in the others.

“There’s my grandchild.” your father walked in. He came over and kissed your forehead. “You did so well, sweet pea.”

“Thanks papa.” you smiled. “Isn’t she the most precious thing?”

“That she is. So, did you two have a name picked out?” he asked.

“Selene.” you said. Your baby opened her eyes for the first time and you got a shock of brilliant red eyes, just like her father. You smiled, kissing her downy head. “Our little moon flower.”

~~~

As the years passed your family grew. You had two beautiful little girls and a third on the way. You were sitting at the mouth of the cave watching as Sylus was teaching Selene how to fly. Her wings had grown in fully and ever since there was not a moment she was on the ground. Your younger was sitting with you stewing in jealousy that she couldn’t go flying with them.

“Mama!” Ruby whined, “I want to go flying too! When will my wings grow in?”

“It will happen soon enough.” you assured her, “Besides, growing wings isn’t great. It’s really itchy and your back gets all scabby. Kinda like your horns did when they started growing, remember that? Don’t be in such a hurry.”

She crossed her arms and continued to pout until Sylus and Selene touched back down. “Did you see me mama!” Selene came running up to you. “I was flying all by myself!”

“I know! You did so well, sweetie!” you hugged her. “You’re getting to be real good.”

“She’s a natural.” Sylus came up and ruffled her hair. “Soon enough you’ll be flying circles around me.”

“Daddy!” your younger one yelled at him, “I want to fly too!”

“Ruby,” you warned, “Don’t yell. Ask nicely next time you want to go flying.”

Her frown deepened. “Mama’s a meanie!”

“I’m not being mean--”

“Meanie!”

“Hey,” Sylus snapped at her. “That’s not very nice to say. Your mama is just trying to teach you to be polite and now you’ve gone and hurt her feelings.”

“But--”

“No buts. Apologize to your mama and maybe I’ll take you out for a flight.” Sylus turned her around and pushed her towards you.

“I’m sorry mama.” she said, staring down at the ground. “Can I go flying now?”

“I forgive you, sweetie. But dinner should be finished cooking soon so maybe after you eat.”

“Oh, I think we have time for a quick flight around the mountain.” Sylus picked her up and put her on his shoulders.

“Sylus--”

Before you could object he jumped off the side of the mountain and flew up high, your daughter roaring with joyous laughter the entire time. You looked over at Selene who watched them with burning jealousy. You sighed. “Go on. Make sure your father and sister don’t stay out too long. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”

“Will do mama!” Selene beamed and flew to join the others, albeit it a little slower and more awkwardly. She was getting there though.

You pulled yourself out of your chair and wandered back to the kitchen to check on the food. It was hard to believe it some days. Waking up with Sylus next to you, the girls running in to see you the moment they woke up.

It was hard to get alone time with those two tornadoes running around but there were days you sent them down to the village to stay with your father or their Auntie Tara. They were so full of life and joy. You couldn’t wait to have another even if you knew three of these little monsters was going to be exhausting.

Much like Sylus had said when you were pregnant with Selene, the girls were born looking exactly like humans but as they got older more dragon like features started to grow. Selene had horns and wings and her father’s bright red eyes, but so far no claws. Ruby though almost immediately started sprouting a tail which Selene didn’t have and was starting to grow in her horns. She wouldn’t have to worry about wings for about two more years, if she grew them at all.

You traced a hand over your stomach. You wondered what this one would be like. Maybe it’d be a boy this time.

A few minutes later Sylus and the girls came running back in, their faces windstung and bright. The girls immediately went to setting the table and Sylus walked over to you, hugging you from behind. “Smells good.” he said.

“Thanks. I decided to try this new recipe Tara gave me.” you gave the pot another stir.

“Wasn’t talking about the food.” he whispered before pulling your face towards his for a kiss.

“Ew! Daddy! Stop that!” Selene said. “You’re being gross!”

“I’m showing your mother how much I love her. What’s gross about that?” he shot back. “You two go clean up before you start eating.”

The girls ran out of the room leaving you alone. “Very subtle.” you elbowed him lightly. “I’m already pregnant, you can’t put another kid in me yet.”

“I know. But it is never a waste to practice.” his hands ran over the bump in your belly. “Just six more of these to go.”

“One more!” you elbowed him harder this time. “I have told you a hundred times I’m not popping out nine kids.”

“I can’t help it.” he spun you around, “You know how dragons like to hoard treasure.”

“Our kids are treasure now?”

He smiled softly, holding you close. “Of course. The most precious in the world, right next to you.”

[pokemagma]

November 2024 Magma event "2nd Anniversary Party Train" results!

This anniversary event theme we returned to our roots, as our events were originally sparked by the appreciation for the two silly subway bosses and a desire to bring the submas fans together in a fun and creative way! This train will take us into new adventures & brand new events that await all Pokémagma events participants in 2025!!

Doodle session results under the cut!

Free doodle session results!

Backgrounds: Subway car base by @choochooboss Subway car edits by @beastkonohaworld & @submastrain Doodle session by @wafflecat2

Thank you for making our 2nd anniversary event, art raffles, Kahoots & art streams a joyful blast!! We hope you enjoyed them as much as we did!!

We have one last free doodle session of 2024 coming up on December 27-30th! Come relax & doodle away the rest of the year with us! If you would like to share your event experiences and feedback you can do that in our Magma events survey (2024 edition)!

[koolpilled]

discoholic magma doodles! The first one is my discosona and the second one is obligatory randy jade because he is my muse (ALSO! I don’t know who drew the little guy next to him but if you’re seeing this THANK YOU! that made me so happy)

BONUS! I didn’t draw this on the magma but I DID draw it during the stream so I think it counts. This is disco randy. He’s just like regular randy except he has a disco ball head and instead of swans he wrangles cockatoos also he’s forced to wear roller skates while doing it. He does not know how to roller skate

[cupofadonis]

Thanks to everyone who came to yesterday's Stream and greeted me and Ashley! 🎉

@someonesla

Here are my final arts from the STREAM, thanks to everyone who drew with me in MAGMA!

[gotchibam]

Heyo 👋 I've been thinking of what I said from my previous post abt streaming art and tbh... it still feels a lil too overwhelming for me rn so I'm thinking of doing something else instead. I thought maybe hosting a draw together session in magma would be a fun alternative? I was planning to make this exclusive for patreon members only but since there aren't much ppl yet (and i've been handling it poorly...), I wanna try it a couple times w/ you guys first & see how it works.

Hopefully it'll help take off the pressure of drawing for me since I think... for the past months... I've conditioned myself to treat drawing as a dreadful activity (w/c uhm... unfortunately... made me develop some sort of stress response to it). I just wanna be able to draw loosely again w/o the pressure of making everything perfect. And since I haven't posted any art in ages, I hope this could make up for that even just a lil bit. I'll announce it here once the magma board is ready!

I'm also sorry for not checking the messages & replies yet. I'm not really in the proper head space atm to read ppl's responses but please know that I'm very thankful for all the help! ;_; I promise I'll read them all eventually 🙏

As always thank you sm for being patient with me!! ;_; <3

[exhelluvafan]

“Well, FUCK you, Stolas! You spring this ‘feelings’ bullshit onto me, are you kidding me right now?!” Like a bolt of lightning, the imp shot into the air, shattering the doors as it closed in on Stolas with a menacing growl. “Can I get a goddamn minute to think after everything you put me through, you pompous, rich, ASSHOLE?!” Stolas froze as Blitzø’s words reverberated in the empty room, his body stiffening. A year’s worth of pent-up rage erupted from Blitzø like molten magma as he paced frantically. "Treat me like one of your little BUTLER imps, you royals think you can manipulate us whenever you want. You toy with our emotions because you believe yourselves superior. And I'm sorry Your Highness, but I won't drop everything for you. That sexy cowboy was one thing, but I have a life beyond fucking you, EVERY MONTH. Do you think I owe you a rescue? Fuck no. This appointment is important. My father Cash was a royal fuck-up who only cared about himself. And I swore to be different. I adopted Loona five years ago, and she's my pride and joy. I've made mistakes, this is Hell after all, but I'm not your toy, I'm not your 'hero' and I'm certainly not going to fit into this sick fantasy you made, only a coward would hide away like that! Why dump this on me NOW?! Well, I'm not letting you, bitch...L̴̨̨̩̃͗̔͌͑E̴̢͍͈̩̳̋̓͒͘T̵͉͖͛'̴̡͚̞̐̃̆͝͝Ș̴̔̓͊͛̿ ̵̢̛̹͝G̵͕̲̋̓̈́̑O̴̧̺̫̞͗͑!̷͉̥͆" Blitzø landed behind Stolas with a thunderous roar, towering over him. His teeth were bared, wings flared, and red and black electricity crackled between his knuckles, a potent manifestation of his hatred for the pathetic demon. He waited for whatever came next. “Blitzø…” Stolas glanced over his shoulder, and Blitzø was met with an intensity of rage. But as quickly as it flared, it was gone, replaced by... wait, what? This motherfucker was crying.  "I thought so very highly of you," Stolas' voice cracked as tears welled up in his many eyes. His lip trembled. "I never imagined you could think so low of me... after everything I've done, everything I've given up for you." Despite the red-hot hostility coursing his veins, Blitzø grimaced as guilt began to bubble up in his gut. For a second too long, he thought about what he’d just said. “Stolas, I—“ He stopped himself, God, what was he on about?! The bird really did groom him. "So," he said, “You seriously think I'd ever think highly of you? After everything you put me through? What you forced me to do for the past year?!" Stolas remained motionless as a statue in the spacious room, bathed in the indigo light streaming through the stained-glass windows. “WELL?!” The imp’s voice cleaved the tense silence, sharp as a knife cutting through the fog. “Blitzø…” Stolas glanced at him, still with his “broken face”. The boss imp glowered at him. “Keep your shitty book, I’m done. Goodbye, Stolas.” Nonchalantly, Blitzø approached a nearby window. With a sharp blow from his gun, he shattered the glass. As he tumbled out, he flipped both middle fingers at Stolas, who glared back with eyes burning like hot coals. Ignoring his opponent's fury, Blitzø caught himself mid-air before gracefully descending to his van below. Sliding into the driver’s seat, Blitzø sat in stunned silence as he felt an immediate lightness in his chest. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn’t bother to wipe them away. He was free, the loss of the grimoire didn’t matter—this was what he truly needed. And God, was this the second happiest day of his life… the first, well, that’s another story.

Just a snippet from my Full Moon rewrite ^^! Feel free to comment, review, or ask questions! And yes, if you got the hint, Blitz knows some magic...

This rewrite is truly beautiful, this should've happened on the Full Moon episode, not the victim blaming and consequent gaslighting fest we got, both in Full Moon and Apology Tour.

Reading this was truly cathartic, thank you.

[discoholicmusic]

🪩 thanks for coming to last night's DJ + drawing stream. that was our biggest one yet!! so nice to see you all in the twitch chat & magma. i stream every Saturday, but these are every 1st Saturday of the month - next one is Jan 4. rewatch the VOD here

[nightdreamdraws]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOODY!! 🎉💙

Had fun hanging out on Maruu's stream! Hope your birthday was the best it could be teehee. Thanks for being so cool and for being such an inspiration to many!

ik i already doodled on the magma, but take this full drawing as a gift haha @kitsuneisi

[choochooboss]

Greetings passenger!

I'm Jun, pleased to meet you! Welcome to my dedicated submas art account!

Notes: They/Them ~ Aro/Ace ~ AD(H)D ~ time zone: UTC+2

Cake Day: June 4th

Slow with replies thanks to anxiety issues, please be patient with me!

Update goals: Twice a week, usually Wednesday & Sunday (SFW only!)

You can find me on:

Twitter! (My main station since May 2022)

Ko-Fi! Drop a coin for your loyal station master to boost the crazy art engine!!

Magma! You can catch me drawing live in our Monthly Magma events! You can also join in the fun here on Tumblr!

Twitch! I do art streams once in a blue moon ahah! I'll announce them in advance!

Bsky! Slowly posting more works there too!

I hope you enjoy your stay! See you around!

[shreddersacheese]

Send this to ten other bloggers you think are wonderful, keep the game going and make someone smile!!✨️

And your art streams are so much fun!

Hiiii! Sorry for this late reply but I didn’t really know how to answer so im gonna try! (Might edit this later)

@notsolonedesert - You’re one of my first friends (and i think one of my first followers) on the Tumblr platform, so i thank you for sticking with me! :D and i thank you for the Eurymene art lol

@thestarryfalls - We met not too long ago on a magma art jam but uhh idk how to say this but ur absolutely delightful to draw with!! I also thank you for including me as ur first tag in ur “Why i love you (platonic)” post <3 i really hope we can chat more, maybe on Discord but here on Tumblr is just fine too :)

@mer-acle - I love your talent. Period. Ur art and writing is just AGHHHHHH IT’S SO GOOD IT MAKES ME WANNA TEAR MY HAIR OUT 🗣️‼️ i was amazed when i looked at ur stuff and we immediately became mutuals lol

Here’s a thank u to the EPIC animators too! I know animating is backbreaking work and i admire that yall still do it :) - @gigizetz, @anniflamma, @irunaki, @wolfythewitch, @duvetbox, and to whoever else i didn’t name…

@roarrold - Thank u for being my first art request, i was genuinely excited when ur request came on my Tumblr messages!!

This is everyone i can name for now, haha.

[eggariesalad]

Your art is making me combust!!!it's so good!!!! I want to absorb your lineart into my blood stream

What drawing program do you use if you don't mind me asking?

thank you so SO much ugg !!!! the past doodles ive been posting are all drawn in magma! a collab drawing website. ive grown so used to drawing in the website that i prefer drawing in it LOL but besides that, i use paint tool sai 2 for actual drawings !

[crystal-va]

I can't believe I'm saying this, but...

THANK YOU FOR 100+ FOLLOWERS!

I am so incredibly happy that so many people found even the mildest interest in my obsessive bullshit... I've never had a solid "dream" to chase with this, its always just been, "I want people to see my stuff," but that's pretty nonspecific...

I can't say I've figured out what I want... but that doesn't matter, there's a lot more room to grow past 100, I have time to figure it out

I do have people that deserve a mention,

@teacupz5 - Thank you for being a wonderful friend and being so nice

@bunrux - Thank you for showing so much interest in your community, it's amazing to see

There are many more people I'd love to thank, but words aren't my forte

NOW! For the big news...

I'm gonna stream!!

I plan to have my first stream this Thursday, January 9th, at 5 P.M CST!!

(The streams will be with a PNG avatar/fugi/whatever ya wanna call it)

The streams will be on both YouTube & Twitch (YT Link - Twitch Link)

I also plan to stream on Saturday (the 11th), but I'm not sure what I'm gonna do...

[urwizards]

Greetings, fellow adventurers and dice hoarders! It's Lambert from URWizards here, your resident dice designer and conjurer of gaming wonders. 🧙‍♂️✨

I'm absolutely stoked to take you on a little journey deep into the heart of our latest creation – a dice set inspired by the ferocious beauty of a volcano's wrath. 🌋

Let's embark on this tale of craftsmanship and elemental passion:

An Idea is Born

We scoured through a mountain of volcanic eruption videos and photos, and even though I've never ventured to an actual volcano, these materials made us believe that a volcano holds an infinite inner strength. It's much like most of us, right? Perhaps we haven't had our momentous eruption yet, but that inner flame and the dreams of our childhood are still burning bright, aren't they?

Molding the Myth

After poring over a volcano's worth of materials, my colleague and I have chiseled out the base molds for our dice set, each with the distinctive pattern only Mother Nature could etch. Varied as the layers of the earth, these textures stretch from peak to base, a hallmark of the great outdoors on a miniature scale.

But don't let the rugged exterior fool you. Like fitting square pegs in round holes, we've ensured that these designs hold the same density as the resin they'll marry, because in the world of D&D, balance isn't just a virtue; it's the name of the game.

Igniting the Palette

After a dozen splattered trials, we finally got the hang of bringing our volcanic dice to life – and let me tell you, it's as delicate as defusing a bomb with a feather.

You see, my hands became a living canvas, often speckled more than a Jackson Pollock knockoff. While painting, one overly enthusiastic stroke and the pigment would go rogue, flooding into canyons we never meant to explore.

Sure, real lava doesn’t play by the rules – it flows where it pleases – but here in the URWizards’ workshop, every stream of molten color is plotted like it’s got a GPS tracker on it.

But we nailed it! Each fiery path now sits exactly where we wanted, a testament to our ‘control the chaos’ mantra. The end result? Dice that look so hot, they could melt your face off – in a good way, I promise! That night, I was so jazzed up, sleep didn’t stand a chance.

Carefully applying the paint. Little volcanoes in the palm of my hand.

Casting the Core

The last hurrah in our dice-making shindig is the resin pour – sounds easy-peasy, right? But hold onto your hats, because we're not just making dice; we're birthing miniature volcanoes here. We're going for that ‘just erupted’ vibe, aiming to bottle up that smoky after-party glow that lingers like the best kind of rumor. The goal? To have that smoggy dance, twirling up with the magma like it's auditioning for a spot in the air ballet. 🌋✨

We've equipped this product with a sophisticated box, the Black Magnetic Rigid Gift Box, as many of our users cherish gifting our products to their most beloved. This magnetic gift box snugly fits a full set of dice—and there's room for a few extras, too.

Thank you so much if you actually follow here. I know it is quite long for a post lol.

Please comment on this, any comment is very valuable for us.

If you have some great design ideas, feel free to share them with us; let's explore together and turn dreams into reality.

[cattimeswithjellie]

Stream Recap, Skizzleman, 6/13/24

3:15 Skizz opens the stream, bopping to the music. He is on the server, flying over Magic Mountain. He wishes everyone happy Thursday and heads for his base as he recaps his previous stream (putting up the quad-beacon, the “queacon”). Today’s stream is sponsored. He stops in front of the Pyramid, where someone has put up a sign reading “Decked Out 3”. Skizz says he is not that, not by a long shot. He is a guy who keeps everything, but he destroys that sign, out of respect for Tango. He throws an egg straight up in the air and waits to see if it will fall on his face. It does not produce a chick.

5:50 Skizz finished editing the podcast last night, after filming it in the afternoon. He feels very accomplished! He was very short on time, so it needed to be done. This week’s podcast is about… FAILURE. Failure as many things to many people, fuel, training, direction, stopping. It’s still a funny podcast though. He goes to do his Kevinbubbles sip and presses the censor button instead of voice changing. His lead mod teases him about failing. Skizz tells Chat that he had a joke on the podcast that came right up to and maybe crossed the line. Chat is somehow not shocked about this.

8:30 Skizz films a clip to follow the Grian-present-building sequence. HE talks about how Level 1 will be lined with concrete and filled with water when it’s done. He turns up the music. Chat asks if he’s going to join the server tour in progress and he says he was there for quite awhile, but he really needs to work. When he was hanging out with the Hermits he didn’t even feel the need to talk, he just went along and listened to the point where Gem thought he was muted. Skizz really enjoyed just listening and watching the tour. He does the same thing at parties, it’s a good way to learn about people.

11:20 Skizz thanks subs and donos. He collects up the concrete he needs and explains his white-outline texture pack to any stream newbies. He talks with Chat about options for his floor. The bottom level will have a huge water tank with magma blocks and soul sand, but if he uses black concrete for the bottom, it will be easy to spot the obstacles. He is thinking about doing more similar blocks so the up and down blocks are harder to see. Chat suggests mud and soul soil to disguise soul sand, but magma blocks are a bit harder. Chat suggests shroomlights and crimson stem. He has no crimson stem in his chests, so he heads for the shopping district to buy some from Beef at Big Wood. Beef does not have an ender chest and may get a visit from the Poe Poe soon. He buys soul sand as well and is dismayed by the lack of ender chests and the presence of pop-up shops, but without his mustache he has no authority to do anything.

18:00 Brief pause for technical difficulties: chat is no longer appearing on the overlay. He figures out what has happened but decides to move on without taking the time required to fix it. He returns to the pyramid and assures chat that he doesn’t get FOMO, he would have fun in the server tour with the others but he is fine getting his work done. He does have to resist the strong temptation to HotGuy a friend as they all fly by.

22:30 Skizz begins laying out a floor pattern on the pyramid floor. Chat suggests a Poe Poe horn drive-by, but he doesn’t want to wear out the horn. The server tour folks leave the game, suggesting the tour is probably over. Skizz retakes the mantle of assistant sleepmaster now that Bdubs is gone. He needs to keep an eye on his music today so it doesn’t wander off into non-stream-safe song territory again. More technical trouble, StreamElements is having trubs. Chat says Jimmy had a terrible time lately as well. Skizz gets the notifications playing again, then the chat overlay back into place. Gem raids into the stream just in time for things to be fixed (He has two overlays up, but at least they are both working.)

30:00 Skizz searches his terrible chest monster for more supplies as he describes the floor plan. He notices and fixes the double overlay. Skizz cannot find his glow lichen but it is not his fault, Tango stole it in a previous stream. Chat informs him of the theft, but Skizz does not read chat. His inventory has become extremely disorganized. He finally notices Chat and says that’s probably fair because he does steal from Tango and Impulse, like, a lot. It’s okay because he can simply bonemeal some of the lichen already in the pyramid. He attempts to pick up some lichen with shears and places a piece of soul soil from his offhand on the lichen instead, destroying it. He is embarrassed but tries again. The same thing happens. He yells. Third time is the charn and he successfully picks up a bit of lichen. He bonemeals it with only a brief distraction from a passing sheep.

37:00 Skizz gathers up the lichen and takes it into the pyramid. He tells Chat that Tango is eventually going to teach him redstone. Chat asks about Phasmophobia, Skizz promises that it’s going to happen, but he doesn’t know when. He digs out some more floor and places more soul sand, complaining about the cost. Skizz talks for a moment about the sponsor, then sees Impulse in chat and repeats the info about the new podcast. A chatter makes a joke about time and inclination, Skizz segues into a story about the engineers at work studying the inclination of towers. He realizes midstream that it’s kind of a boring story. Chat likes it anyway, but he can’t say too much, except the kid who was behind it was a real go-getter and Skizz offered to be a reference for him.

43:30 Skizz starts placing other blocks into the soul soil floor. He thanks donos and subs. He is desperate to know if the sponsor animation is working; Chat assures him it works fine. Skizz picks up soil and drops crimson stem. He complains that his spoon is too powerful for precision work, and that the crimson stem doesn’t look at all like magma blocks. Chat asks if he has considered digging with his axe again. He tells Chat to STOP IT. Chat also suggests shroomlights and glazed terracotta. Skizz goes looking for supplies and finds Impulse going through his chests.

47:30 Impulse is looking for magma blocks. This makes Skizz feel good because he steals stuff from Skizz all the time. Impulse asks if Skizz wants to see what the magma blocks are for. Skizz hasn’t seen Impulse’s new video yet, so it’s a surprise. He follows Impulse to the cyberpunk city, and HotGuys Impulse as soon as Impulse lands. It’s a beautiful shot, complete with a cut off little yell. Impulse says that was very rude, but Skizz is too busy howling with laughter to care. He feels momentarily bad when Impulse claims to have lost 789 levels, but that is a lie. Skizz stops at the Bop ‘n Go but it is out of fuel. Impulse says SOMEBODY doesn’t hang out at their base long enough for the kelp to grow.

49:40 Impulse shows Skizz the brand new secret escape door. It is beautiful, even with the lag spiking Skizz is doing. They jump down the escape hole and arrive at the escape tunnel. Impulse has changed things from his last stream, making the light dimmer and more atmospheric. That’s what the magma blocks are for. Impulse goes to place them and realizes he might not have “borrowed” enough to finish the job. As it turns out, he is a handful short. Luckily, Skizz was building with magma blocks and has some in his inventory. He places the last few blocks and claims credit for the entire tunnel. Chat is impressed. Impulse explains the lore of the tunnel, that is the route the humans of PixelPulse Valley used to escape the AI rebellion. He shows Skizz the way out, which is a hidden water column behind the honey blocks in the drop hole. Skizz has a hard time getting out, but eventually makes his way out and even helps Impulse, who gets stuck in the door.

53:20 Attention turns back to the faulty Bop ‘n Go. Skizz demands fuel, so Impulse goes and fetches some dried kelp blocks. The system has fixed itself though, because Impulse and Skizz have been near it long enough. Skizz says he hasn’t camouflaged (he means graffitied) because of analysis paralysis. Impulse points out it is not a tattoo, it can be changed if necessary. Skizz laughs at the idea he could get a large tattoo on his arm but balk at decorating a Minecraft wall. He tells Impulse about the queacon and Impulse tells him the story of a surprise super-jump he did because the beacon reaches juuuust to the end of the escape tunnel. Impulse thanks him for the magma blocks and Skizz reminds him that Zed does sell them in the shopping district.

56:00 Speaking of Zed, Skizz asks Impulse if he’s talked about tomorrow yet. Impulse says he probably should and plugs the ZITS Olympics stream tomorrow. It’s on the ISV Patreon server this time, with minigames built by his community. In the near future there will be another one over on Skizzlecraft. Impulse tells a story about one of his mods telling him a joke, then flies away to go to sleep. He finds Impulse again and admits that he ditched the server tour because he needs to work and now he’s just hanging out with Impulse. They talk briefly about the podcast and Skizz’s inappropriate joke. No details are given, except that there is bleeping involved. Skizz tells Chat to be sure to bask in the brilliance of how funny Skizz is, then to watch it again to see Impulse’s reaction. Impulse says he’s just going to be waiting for the agenda for the next Hermitcraft meeting to contain “Forming Hermitcraft HR department, for Reasons.” Skizz says if he gets taken to HR for the podcast, he knows who submitted the complaint. Impulse warns Chat that they were pretty slaphappy when they were recording, with Impulse sick and Skizz so busy. Skizz feels like he has a lot of juggling balls in the air, but they are a tennis ball, a bowling ball, an apple, a chainsaw, a machete, a bowling pin, and a stick with fire on it. Everything needs to be handled differently and he has to train his brain with each new thing to remember what he’s supposed to be doing and how. Impulse mocks him lightly. They realize it has been a long time since they watched a movie together. Chat encourages them to go watch a movie together.

1:03:30 Skizz takes off back to his base. All he wants to do is hang out with Impulse, and if he doesn’t stop he is never going to get anything done. He and Impulse need another project they can work on together. He arrives back in his pyramid and instantly realizes he needs shroomlights. Chat reveals that Tango has the shroomlight permit but no shop. Skizz shames Tango, vocally ignoring the fact that he has two permits with no shops himself. He searches the chest monster for shroomlights. He thanks subs and donos and talks a little about the sponsorship. He finally finds the shroomlights and heads back for the pyramid. He kills a skeleton and begins messing with the floor design again.

1:07:00 Skizz works on patterns in the floor using magma blocks, shroomlights, netherrack and lichen. A chatter tells him a joke. A chatter tells him no one can steal from him because nobody can find his stuff. He adds soul sand and dripstone to the pattern for more difficulty. He goes and sleeps again, cementing his position as assistant sleep master. Chat is quick to add “to the,” an Office joke that Skizz very much appreciates.

1:12:00 Skizz sketches out and builds the walls of the tank. It doesn’t have to be even, just confusing. He heads for the shopping district to collect more soul soil. He is still complaining about the cost. Eight diamonds for mangrove makes sense, four for soul soil is craziness. He admits that the Poe Poe are slacking and have a lot to do in the shopping district. It’s gonna happen, though, as will Poe Poe HQ.

1:17:00 Back at the pyramid, more tank building. Skizz likes freehanding his builds, he does not do very much in creative worlds ahead of time. It makes the build better, but he doesn’t like it. He considers the path the maze will take next, and is pleased about how big the maze has gotten already. He realizes he is basically terraforming the inside of his base, but that’s okay. He wants to confuse people inside level one, and have them come out slightly less happy than before. That’s the point of a good game, right?

1:23:00 Skizz goes and fetches his pink glass. It is lost, of course. He gets regular glass instead. A chatter tells him where the pink glass was, but it is too late. A chatter tells him a joke. He does a prolonged bit for the sponsorship stream.

1:41:00 Back to work in the tank! Skizz will be replacing much of the soil soil he is using now, this is just for contouring purposes. He makes sure everyone notices how slowly he is creeping today, because his good buddies Tango and Scar murdered him in the void and he lost his swift sneak pants. Not that he holds grudges against JERKS! (But he loves those guys.) Chat is skeptical that he is blameless on this one, with many of them chanting “spacebar” to remind them of who it was who did not deploy his elytra at all on his way down a very long hole and straight out of the world. Skizz refuses to take responsibility and says he tried to fire many rockets but does not address any of his chances to avoid disaster _before_ he was in the void. Chat still thinks it was funny.

1:45:00 Skizz begins adding more soul sand to the floor of the tank. He hopes to arrange things so that the player will be pulled down by magma block and then flung upwards by soul sand into a dripstone spike. He sleeps and tells Chat that Impulse is his assistant sleep master. He runs out of soul soil again. Chat encourages him to go to the nether and soil himself, thus avoiding the high prices.

1:49:00 Skizz preps himself for the journey to the nether. His inventory is absolutely full of tat and building blocks. He clears it and packs up some useful things, but no shulkers. He descends the ladder and some of the the stairs and looks for a nice patch of soul soil. He debates leaving the nether and stealing from Impulse. Impulse says in chat that he doesn’t have soul soil, only soul sand. Impulse heckles him in chat while he keeps searching for soil. He finds a skompass, then many skompaii, but no soul soil. Chat thinks skompaii sounds like an ocular disease.

1:55:00 Skizz is worried about getting lost, and there is an enderman nearby. He loops back near the stairs and keeps looking. He hates the nether. He manages to find a patch of sand and soil and tells chat to remind him that the way home is south. He scolds chat for not reminding him to eat and starts digging. He mocks the price of soul soil again because it is so much easier to get than mangrove. He wants to give the seller a piece of his mind. Chat reminds Skizz to not speleef himself into the lava in his zeal.

2:01:00 Skizz has accumulated seven stacks of soul soil and that is enough. He orients himself and heads hime with no problems, congratulating himself for it. A chatter asks if Skizz is going to retaliate for the death in the void. He says he’d love to, but the pair also returned nearly everything he lost to him to make up for the death alreadty. The only thing they couldn’t return was his dignity. Spacebar, spacebar, spacebar. He returns to his base with 36 diamonds worth of soul soil and a mission.

2:04:10 Back to work in the tank. He has reached almost the top of the level, so it’s time to level out. He will have succeeded if players are just a little bit miserable by the time they reach this point in the game. A chatter tells Skizz that if someone is pointing straight up and tries to fly the elytra will not deploy and the rockets won’t do jack. Skizz has to think about this for a minute. He thinks very hard. It’s science time.

2:06:00 Skizz flies to the tall scaffold above Magic Mountain for a scientific test of falling. He walks off the edge and successfully rockets up from a completely vertical posture. The chatter was not correct. He explains that he knows the reason he died, and that it was because he didn’t know what he was jumping into and assumed it was some kind of trap. He thought the black square was carpet over powdered snow and that there would be something dangerous to deal with as soon as he landed. He was not prepared to fall straight into the void. He had also not bothered to slow his fall and was at terminal velocity, so that by the time he realized where he was, he was already nearly 50 blocks down and doomed. Chat still thinks it was mostly a skill issue.

2:09:00 Back to work in the tank. Skizz needs to be judicious in his use of magma blocks in the high portions of the tank maze because it will give too many chances for oxygen. He decides to refine that later and just get the shape in now. He channels Bob Ross, painting with soul sand. Chat thinks Bdubs is the Bob Ross of Hermitcraft. Skizz agrees and talks about how much he loved watching Bob Ross as a kid. He knows he is eventually just going to wind up making a mob farm and there’s no help for it.

2:13:00 Skizz stretches and talks about his dog who loves to stretch. A chatter says Pluto Streaming has a Bob Ross channel. Skizz thinks that is cool. He worked with a guy whose name was Robert Ross, and he gave him the nickname “Happy Tree.” A chatter tells Skizz that there is a Bob Ross marathon on Twitch every weekend. A chatter also loves Mr. Rogers. Skizz agrees. He says his brothers used to tease him for loving Mr Rogers, but then he became much smarter and more better looking than them, so there. (Skizz reiterates that he loves his brothers very much.)

2:17:00 Skizz reaches the final stretch. He hopes this part is going to be very uncomfortable. He might even squeeze it… he has an epiphany. He will create a one-wide tunnel, one final maze, with his face all over and sounds of him laughing. Chat thinks it’s a good idea.

2:20:00 A chatter tells Skizz he is a lot like their dad. Skizz says he bets their dad is extremely cool and strikingly handsome, and that everyone likes him. He goes back into the pyramid and walls himself in for another sponsored stream bit.

2:30:30 Back to work, except it is nighttime. Skizz has no bed, but he must sleep. He goes to find his heads, but cannot find them. Chat thinks they’re probably all on the portal. A chatter begs to organize his chests for him. He promises that he will have an organization day soon. He uses salmon heads to stand in for his own head so he can design the final maze. It really does look disturbing. HE decides to use black concrete for the top of the maze and reminds himself to light things up so there’s no mob farm.

2:35:00 Chat informs Skizz that the heads will not work in water, they pop off and float away. The heads idea is cool but will not work. Skizz and Chat are disappointed. A chatter asks for an organization day instead of a birthday you-yo for their birthday. Skizz runs a poll. “I would love a Skizz organization stream,” “I could deal with a Skizz organization stream,” “I’d rather not have an organizational stream,” and “Do it on your own time.”

2:39:00 “I would love a Skizz Organizing Stream” absolutely crushes all other poll options. Skizz did not expect it to go that way. Chat points out that Skizz has been literally torturing them for weeks with his chest monster. He reminds Chat of what he announced two days ago, the ShorterSkizz channel on YouTube. He agrees with the comments that it’s a little hard to find, but it’s new and is getting new content every two days. The channel now has 2400 subscribers! A chatter says Jimmy reacted on stream to Skizz’s “700 Subscriber Bonus”. Skizz wants to see that very much. He shouts out another YouTuber as well, someone he’s having a hard time remembering… it’s MumboJumbo. Mumbo has a new short, the Pinky Short. Skizz told Mumbo that this short was one of the funniest things he’s ever seen. It’s exactly what Mumbo advised on the podcast, having a ridiculous idea and leaning into it 1000%, and it worked really well.

2:44:20 Skizz polls the audience again, asking if anyone really believed he was having a hard time trying to remember the streamer’s name. Chat was overwhelmingly not fooled. Back to work! He’s not ready to fill the maze with water yet. That’s a tomorrow problem. Today is more contouring to direct the path of the maze. Skizz marvels at how awful this is going to be. He almost doesn’t like himself, but then he gets over it.

2:46:30 Skizz stops working and asks chat what question he is about to ask them. Chat suggests “How to use a spacebar,” and “Why you have a birdday?” Skizz asks how it is possible to be this far into the stream and not have played the Bop Song. He plays the Bop Song.

2:49:20 Skizz points out that he also has not played the Skizzlefarts song. He plays the Skizzlefarts song. He’s getting a lot of maze-contouring done while chat is grooving. Bdubs signs back in and Impulse immediately tells him that Skizz is doing a bad job as assistant sleep-master. Bdubs agrees, noticing that it was pitch black outside when he logged in.

2:53:00 Skizz takes up the heads he was using earlier in the last stage of the maze. He is bummed that his idea for using his own severed head for decoration isn’t going to work, but he’s not giving up. If he can have a hat that puts an arrow through his head, surely there is a way to design a custom model of his terrifying face. Chat also thinks armor stands might help for appearances, but wouldn’t provide obstacles the way real blocks would. Bdubs sleeps through the night before Skizz notices it is nighttime. Impulse compliments the master’s work and asks if it’s possible to demote someone to a position lower than “assistant.” Bdubs says there is, but he cannot say it in polite company.

2:55:12 Skizz protests that he is an awesome sleeper. Impulse questions this, and Skizz tells Bdubs he cut him deep. Bdubs tells him not to let him hear any more complaints. Skizz promises it won’t happen again. He thinks about ways to make that happens and decides it might be a good idea to put a bed in his pocket so he actually has something to sleep on at bedtime. Bdubs says “I love you” in chat, and Skizz makes it very clear that Bdubs is talking to him and definitely not to Impulse.

2:57:00 A chatter recommends a redstone sorting system. Skizz doesn’t know if he’s ready for that. He has made Impulse-style sorters before and he is not very good at them. He does a little dance to demonstrate the difficulty of redstone sorting systems. A chatter recommends a system like Etho’s with less redstone, but Skizz is not paying attention. He continues enclosing his water maze with black concrete. He doesn’t want to _blame_ anyone, but if he had his swift sneak pants he’d be done by now.

2:59:50 Skizz starts wrapping up the stream. He does one more bit for the sponsor and keeps an eye on the sun to make sure he doesn’t miss sleeping. He tells chat that every bit of this black concrete was handmade, then admits that was a weird flex. He immediately runs out of concrete. Making more concrete will be a next stream (or before the next stream) thing. Skizz reminds chat about the ZITS Olympics stream tomorrow and tells them not to miss it. He raids into Gingercrush and ends his stream.

[corvus-divum]

WE'RE 2 FOLLOWERS AWAY FROM 100?? HELLO?? THAT'S SO WILD TO ME !!!

When we reach it, imma thank yall :DD And hopefully do that Transformers Magma doodling stream sometime if anyone wants to join with !!