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a villager?? in the spider farm?? how queer!!

ive never seen such a thing-i must inquire about this further with my fellow hermits post-haste!!

i guess we doin villagers now

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jimmy they definitely won’t save you bro-

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A ficlet based on the idea that the snails just hang around after the end of the session and also reflect their respective players true feelings. (yes I saw the one someone made earlier about Pearl’s snail with Gem but I had this written already and I’m not gonna not post it just because someone else posted the idea first.)

Pearl was, frankly, sick and tired of the snails. She kept checking the seams of their new base to ensure that nothing can get in. Her fingernails had bits of debris caught underneath them from each time she ran them over the corners, over the grout holding the cobblestone walls together, over everything. Grian said the snails won’t want to kill them anymore, but Pearl wasn’t taking any chances. Cleo and Scott seemed content to have theirs hanging around, and even Impulse wasn’t as wary, but while she thought they were cute at first, it’s a little less cute when they’ve killed you twice.

“Aw look at it! It loves Scott!” Cleo cooed happily. Pearl was actually trying very hard NOT to look at Cleo’s especially. Like Cleo, it was stitched together of green undead flesh. But unlike Cleo, Pearl had no affection for it and thus her disgust overpowered anything else. When she did take a glance at her teammates, Scott was happily patting ZombieSnail’s shell as it snuggled into him. Snailjor was similarly content to curl up against Cleo, who was petting it almost like a cat.

Impulse was reacting a bit more normally in Pearl’s opinion. ISnail was following him around as he changed into a more comfortable set of clothes to sleep in (cargo shorts are very practical, but not very soft), occasionally nudging at Impulse’s ankle. It made Pearl ache to be back on Hermitcraft, with Olive getting in her way as she tidied up. They had to stay the normal length of the session though, even if they had cut the killing short. It would be a few more days before anyone could go anywhere.

Then there was Pearl’s own snail. It was, frankly, nowhere to be seen. It seemed to want as little to do with her as she did with it. Oh well. Another soul bound (that is what Grian had called them, right? It seemed like he was making things up to torment Pearl specifically at this point) rejecting her. Whatever.

Maybe she had spoken too soon, she thought, as a light rustling came from outside the walls. It was followed by the sound of those stupid propellers the things had been using to fly around all session.

“I’m not in the mood, dude,” Pearl called out, as she, like Impulse, searched their chests for the sleep shorts she had brought. As her back was turned, she could hear the snail still approaching, and sighed as its cold and slimy body nudged against her leg. “Seriously, can you just-“

Her words caught in her throat as she looked down at the snail. Instead of the brown shell, navy blue jacket, and oddly long hair that she had been running from all session, there was a light orange shell and little set of overalls. Gem’s then. Pearl crouched beside it, eying it suspiciously. She still really didn’t get why Gem was so angry at her, but it couldn’t be a good sign that her murder snail was here.

“What’s up little Gem?” Pearl asked, putting her hand out. The snail, predictably, bit her, drawing blood with its oddly sharp teeth. Pearl drew back with a yelp, curling the hand into her jacket. “Dang it! Jeez Louise Gem, if you wanted to kill me outside of session time, wait till we’re back home at least,”

And home had been odd, frankly. It seemed like Gem might have been avoiding her on Hermitcraft. The Life Series wasn’t normally like that. It got kind of fuzzy when you weren’t in the server proper. Only a couple of weeks after Pearl had slaughtered them both in Double Life, she had been planning with Impulse and laughing with Cleo. She had done some clean up for Scar the same week she had put up a wall between her and the Clockers. Hell, even right after Secret Life her and Gem had hung out like nothing was the matter, chatting about the series casually. Something about being back here had dug up feelings Gem had clearly chosen not to address with her, and could Pearl really be blamed for that? No, she decided, and she wouldn’t take Gem’s snail letting out those feelings like this either.

“Whoa, what happened?” Scott had come rushing over at Pearl’s yelp. She sighed, gesturing with her now bleeding finger. Scott hissed through his teeth, “Woof, that’s nasty. What did you do to tick off Gem’s snail?”

Pearl growled, frustrating welling up. “The same thing I’ve done to Gem! Nothing! It came up to me to bite me! I literally didn’t do anything!”

Scott put his hands up, looking for all the world like he didn’t believe her.

“Alright, alright, let me look at that finger then, don’t want it to get infected. You’ve already lost more lives than you can afford.” His tone was joking, but Pearl couldn’t help but be a little hurt. She wasn’t trying to lose lives! Really! She didn’t want to win, but she didn’t want to go out first. It was just hard with the wild cards to find her normal footing.

Usually in these games her biggest strength was the ability to hide and outlast her opponents, but the twists had made that impossible. She was a good fighter, could hold her own when inevitably there was only a handful of people left and she had to fight, but she usually avoided getting involved until then. Now, she might be dead before those final bloodbath days, when the whole server was red and all was going to hell, even happened.

While Scott took the time to properly clean out the cut, the snail nudged at Pearl’s ankle again. She shook it off with a frustrated huff.

“See what I mean? It’s trying to come up to me! What am I supposed to do about that?” Scott finished wrapping her finger and looked down at the snail, which seemed frankly uninterested in him, beady green eyes fixated on Pearl alone.

“Maybe it’s like an abused cat,” he proposed, “It wants to show you affection but when you do it back, it starts hissing and biting. You’ve just got to let it come to you and pretend you don’t even notice it,”

“Or, we could leave it outside the base and hope it goes back to Gem?” She suggested, hopefully. Scott gave her an exasperated look.

“Didn’t it fly over the wall to get her in the first place?” Pearl pouted and huffed, crossing her arms.

She titled her head to get a good look at the snail. Her right eye had gone red tinted and it made it harder to see out of, forcing her to crane her neck at odd angles to see with the left. The Gem snail had come crawling back and was circling the log Pearl had sat down on. Every subsequent circle, it got closer and closer, until it was brushing Pearl’s leg. Finally, as Pearl sat still so as to not provoke another attack, it settled on the log beside her, leaning its weight against her thigh. Pearl ignored it pointedly, holding back a shudder at the weird feeling of its slug-like body.

It wasn’t until the next morning that the Gem snail finally left. Pearl had barely been able to sleep, halfway between comforted and afraid of the thing snoozing beside her. She didn’t want to provoke it. She hadn’t wanted to provoke Gem. Maybe she was doing all of this wrong. Or maybe Gem was. Either way, she just wanted to go home and have things be normal again.

Somewhere, in the forest, Pearlescentsnail found a tree and climbed up it to sleep. She looked around, making sure there was no one else there, sank into her shell, and stayed there until the session ended. She went out alone.

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When the session ends, Gem watches as her snail retreats back to her shell, no longer determined to kill her.

It makes sense, she thinks.

Gem still remembers wanting to kill and hurt, wanting to sink her teeth into the other players' skin and watch them bleed. And even more clearly, she remember the frustation she felt when she failed to do so.

Her snail must feel the same way, and now defaulted to sulking.

God, she is so cute! Gem is going to miss her deadly little face next session.

She kneels down next to her and lets a soft sigh escape.

"Yeah, yeah. I know the feeling, buddy..." she pats her shell "Take your time, let it all out."

Her snail doesn't try to give any response, still bundled up in her shell. Gem rolls her eyes, smiling. So stubborn, who did she even get it from?

Gem leaves her be, knows that sooner or later the snail will give in. The snail may be mad now, but if Gem knows herself, she probably won't stay mad forever.

Probably.

She tends to the wheat while she waits, one knee planted to the ground, until she feels a slimy touch on her ankle.

"Finally getting out of your shell, huh?" Gem looks down and frowns.

Looking at her was not her cute snail, with her orange shell and bright green eyes. Instead, the snail that touched her had light blue beady eyes, a brown shell and seemed to have hair.

" Did Pearl put you up to this?" Gem makes a face, clearly displeased with her visitor "Is she really making her own snail bother me now?"

Pearl's snail only tilted her body in response, eyes lightly hitting eachother from the movement.

Gem hated that she found that endearing.

"Go back to your player. I have enough problems to deal with and I'm not looking foward to add babysitting to the list."

She tried to go back to the wheat, she really did. But Pearl's snail nuzzled onto her leg and bumped her shell against her ankle. Gem looked back to her and the snail's eyes seemed to shine for her.

Sighing, she turned to the snail and sat cross-legged in front of her. Pearl's snail let out a excited sound and hopped into Gem's lap, nuzzling once she settled herself.

" This is a bad idea." Gem says, but lets the snail stay and after a moment, brings her hand to stroke her shell "You're not supposed to be here. Or like me. She betrayed me, you know? You should treat me like that, too."

The snail only anwer is to munch lightly on the side of Gem's thumb where it is resting on her own thigh, not at all aiming to hurt. It is such a dumb, senseless gesture. Gem feels like a dagger was just carved into her back and feels t twist, makes her get misty-eyed.

She stops looking down at Pearl's snail, it's become too much. Instead, she tries to look at her own snail but finds she is nowhere to be found.

Gem can only hope she isn't crawling into Pearl's lap.

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🥰👍.

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DID SOMEONE SAY LIFE SERIES LEGO LINEUP?!

More pics in the imgur album!

Note: I designed and built most of these by myself, but the figure style originates with DrCube and some of these figures were originally designed by him (specifically the Boatem Crew, Ren, Bdubs, and Docm.) The other 11 are my doing through Bricklink Studio.

(this cost so much more than I'd like to admit) 🥹

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Etho does tax fraud

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recent batch of the mini fellas comms i did!

thank you so much! <333

next batch will open tmr ;)

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On the peculiarities of the sentient gastropods of planets HC-10 and LS-6: C. hermitheum and C. vitaserie

From the files of GigaCorp - log date 11.02.2024 Cornu hermitheum

Taxonomy: Animalia – Mollusca – Gastropoda – Pulmonata – Helicoidea – Helicidae

Overview Cornu hermitheum is a large, sentient snail species distinguished by its unique behaviors, peculiar dietary habits, and suspected extraterrestrial origins. Thought to have traveled across space as stowaways on various spacecraft (one of these being the legendary Hermitheus, where this species was first described in 2020), these snails have established minor populations on the planets HC-7 and HC-10, where they have garnered widespread curiosity for their apparent intelligence and unusual bonding behavior with humans.

Physical Description Cornu hermitheum exhibits pronounced sexual dimorphism. Males of the species have a thick, stout head, whereas females display a more elongated, tall, and slender head shape. Their shells bear a striking resemblance to that of their terrestrial relative, Cornu aspersum, yet are more varied in coloration, ranging across a spectrum of hues. Individuals typically display a single, uniform color, which can help identify them in mixed environments.

Ecology and Distribution Though rare and technically classified as critically endangered, C. hermitheum appears to self-regulate its population density. Individual snails are spread sparsely across HC-7 and HC-10, where they avoid overpopulation, suggesting an innate control over reproduction or dispersal.

Behavior and Intelligence Cornu hermitheum exhibits sentience and sapience, with intelligence rivaling that of a human. They are known for their mischievous tendencies and a particular curiosity for human-made objects and structures. They frequently engage in “nibbling” activities, which involve consuming parts of buildings, furniture, or machinery—often to the chagrin of their human companions. Notably, this nibbling extends to a wide array of materials, from wood and stone to metals and synthetics, though whether they derive nutrition from such items remains unclear.

Their intelligence also enables them to use tools skillfully, and they have been observed in acts of creativity and problem-solving. Individuals can form bonds with humans, often following or attempting to interact with those they find interesting, showcasing emotional depth unusual for gastropods.

Reproduction and Cloning On rare occasions, C. hermitheum individuals exhibit unusual gigantism, growing to sizes significantly larger than typical specimens. This gigantism can culminate in spontaneous fission, resulting in the production of genetically identical clones. These clones retain the knowledge and personality traits of the original individual, allowing them to continue preestablished bonds and habits. It is unknown if C. hermitheum is capable of non-asexual methods of reproduction, for mating between specimens has never been witnessed. However, the sexual dimorphism present in this species suggests sexual reproduction is indeed possible.

Conservation Status Despite their self-regulated population numbers, Cornu hermitheum remains critically endangered due to their limited spread across planets and low reproduction rate. However, their survival appears to hinge less on external conservation efforts and more on their own population dynamics, making their preservation a unique area of study for xenobiologists.

Cornu vitaserie

Taxonomy: Animalia – Mollusca – Gastropoda – Pulmonata – Helicoidea – Helicidae

Overview Cornu vitaserie is a uniquely small, intelligent, and emotionally perceptive snail species that shares a close evolutionary lineage with Cornu hermitheum. Discovered in 2024 on planet LS-6, C. vitaserie is believed to be an artificially modified derivative of its larger relative, displaying features that suggest genetic engineering by an unknown entity. The species is both biologically and physically immortal, showing no aging or susceptibility to physical harm, though its reproductive capabilities remain unexplored. Its distinctive behaviors and unique bonding characteristics make it a fascinating, albeit somewhat hazardous subject for study.

Physical Description Although physically smaller than C. hermitheum, C. vitaserie displays remarkable morphological diversity. Unlike its relative, which has distinct sexual dimorphism based on shape, C. vitaserie exhibits visual differentiation through coloration patterns rather than physical structure. Individuals display a wide array of vibrant patterns and colors, with new bonds triggering color adaptations that resemble aspects of their host. Some specimens have even been observed to develop hair-like growth on their head between their eyestalks, matching the color of their host's hair and even the volume thereof.

Perhaps the most visually striking feature of C. vitaserie is the pinwheel-shaped, rainbow-colored membrane that it can retract into the top of its shell. This membrane serves both as a means of propulsion to launch the snail vertically (via a coiled release that builds up tension like a propeller) and as a parachute, allowing it to glide safely back to the ground. It can translocate itself vertically upwards of twenty meters to reach its host if separated, using the membrane for a controlled descent. For shorter distances, C. vitaserie can perform a brief teleportation-like translocation of up to three meters, although it refrains from both behaviors unless absolutely necessary.

Behavior and Bonding Similar to its relative, C. vitaserie is highly intelligent and forms deep bonds with specific humans, or “hosts.” Unlike the more mischievous C. hermitheum, C. vitaserie is known for its affectionate nature, persistently seeking the proximity of its host and showing no inclination for independent exploration. The species’ attachment is intense, and it displays a strong homing instinct, utilizing its vertical translocation ability when necessary to reunite with its host.

Venom and Toxicity One of C. vitaserie’s most perplexing traits is its potent, host-specific venom. This toxin, unique in its specificity, instantly incapacitates its host upon contact, inducing unconsciousness and loss of brain function; repeated contact can be fatal. Despite its intensity, the venom is harmless to other individuals and species, even those with genetic similarities to the host. Research into the venom’s biochemical composition and mechanism of action has been paused due to ethical concerns, as its specificity makes containment and study difficult.

When immersed in water for more than thirty seconds, C. vitaserie can release its toxin into the surrounding medium, which disperses in both air and water. This trait poses challenges in containing the species, as even indirect contact with its host can activate its toxic effects.

Diet and Ingestion Capabilities Like C. hermitheum, C. vitaserie can consume a wide variety of materials, including organic and inorganic substances, with particular efficiency. Despite this ability, C. vitaserie refrains from unnecessary structural damage or material consumption and appears to be driven more by sustenance and comfort, but will not hesitate to consume anything else in its path in pursuit of said comfort.

Immunity and Longevity C. vitaserie is biologically immortal, lacking any sign of natural aging or mortality. Additionally, this species appears immune to physical harm, with no recorded injuries or adverse effects from environmental hazards. The underlying xenobiological mechanisms of this resilience remain unknown.

Curiously, C. vitaserie shows no indication of reproductive behavior, rendering it incapable of self-propagation. Its population remains limited, suggesting that its immortality may be an engineered response to its reproductive limitations.

Conservation and Ethical Concerns C. vitaserie’s unique characteristics present ethical challenges and concerns regarding its origin and interactions with human hosts. Its venom, attachment behavior, and physical immortality raise questions about the intentionality behind its creation and how best to accommodate the species in human-inhabited areas. Current research is constrained by safety precautions, and many questions remain regarding its genetic and behavioral complexities.

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Holy Heck that's a lot of Cuteguys!!!

I was really inspired by @hotguycomiczine and the amazing showcase of talent and creativity from everyone involved - so I wanted to try drawing a bunch of cuteguy designs (both from the comic and from other folks in the community) because there's such a variety of concepts people have for this little guy and they're all so hecking cool!!!! If I had the power and compositional skills to incorporate that many guys I would have had every cuteguy in existence!! but sadly I am but a mere mortal and the flesh is weak,,, so i hope this is sufficient amounts of cuteguy. Designs are by (from left to right and top to bottom): @cosmic-nopedog , @emryste , @tibby-art , @syneester @isjasz , @traffrogers @gingermaple (scart in centre is i believe also their design) , @alienssstufff, @anneliis18

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pixlriffs impression

this week, on hermitcraft

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truly the shiniest of duos

(gem designed and both built by me, pearl designed by drcube)

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so i dont love you !

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This is definitely how it went down

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Whenever someone forgets a piece of redstone dust, I can't help but say aloud to myself that @tibbycaps must've eaten it, dang you tibby

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these goofballs just showed up, thank you @kihorri !

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today's mini fellas are the sub one club!