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Attempting to see the Silver Lining
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Yea no I got a bit carried away (original concept & speedpaint below)
Have fun finding the amogus :}
This is what it was supposed to look like but then I was like "let's add perspective" and took reference photos and yea
Also here's a timelapse, some footage is missing but oh well
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tango making an aside to the audience he TOTALLY didn't mean etho to hear or anything,
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me: crossing the street a little before the light changes
the decked out voice in my head:
RECKLESS CHARGE
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I’ve had this idea in my head for a long time- finally decided to animate it! Feels good to be doing some more frame-by-frame animation!
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Xisuma and his dungeon lackey, who seems a bit too eager to lay his life on the line.
here's some close-ups!
tried a lot of new things with this one! the sketch was done traditionally, pencil on graph paper. I originally intended to line it traditionally too, but I finally got access to a drawing tablet again, and decided that I loved the idea too much, and wanted to give it a full digital render! so, i re-created a small piece of the frozen crypt in a creative world, which I then took a screenshot of with shaders, to help me with composition and lighting. I would later paint over it, though, my original intention was to just use the screenshot as the background :)
speedpaint:
I have lots to say about this drawing, if anyone is interested, so please feel free to send me an ask if you're curious about my process, or even if you just want to share your thoughts! :D i'm still pretty new here, and i like talking to people :)
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Recap Audience explains last week of Hermitcraft
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new fear unlocked: ravagers dropping on you from above,
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decked out etho is my favourite brand of etho
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yeah . that's how it goes I think
[A series of three images depicting a digitally sketched comic between Tango Tek, Goodtimeswithscar, and Hypnotizd from Hermitcraft.
Image 1: Tango is on the left with his hands up, looking like he's making a joke to Scar and Hypno on the right.
Image 2: Tango's eyes and mouth are emitting blasts of turquoise flames and smoke respectively with turquoise hastily written text on top reading "THE DUNGEON IS READY FOR ITS NEXT VICTIM". He is also in a dramatic pose leaning slightly back as if he is possessed. Scar and Hypno have startled expressions as their clothes and hair are blown away by the blast, with Hypno jumping back slightly.
Image 3: The same as image 1, but Tango is back to normal and tying his robe back up. Scar and Hypno continue to look startled.
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So.. I decided it was time to create another one of these
Feel free to use it as a banner on your socials! A tag would be appreciated but not necessary
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as i go through more of the early decked out 2 videos. i love how basically everyone on their first run, if they get sneak as their first card, assumes that the dungeon saying 'SNEAK' is an instruction. and responds back like. i'm trying please give me a break. it's VERY FUNNY.
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i love that so many people have been comparing the decked out waiting room to a daycare solely because of the context that it's a waiting room for decked out. imagine a daycare full of kids running around playing with toys and then every once in a while an attendant shows up to dropkick one of them directly into hell
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they're like cats, meow meow meow shard shard shard. tango open the door. tango I want to go in the dungeon. meow meow meow meow. tango I'm just a poor starving hermit who's never once had a shard. meow meow meow
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It's not like it's hard to get Tango taking about Decked Out, but buy him a couple of potions in the museum speakeasy and he gets downright confessional.
Grian leans across the stat poker table, his wings rustling eagerly. "Truth or dare, Tango," he says. "Is Decked Out... alive?"
“Aren’t I supposed to pick truth or dare before you ask the question?” Tango tosses back another potion and gives the group a half-smirk.
“We all know you’re going to pick truth because you’re too particled to get up.” Etho’s face is obscured, but they can hear the laugh in his voice and see his fox ears twitch with amusement. “So spill.”
Tango shrugs. "Well," he says, "It's not exactly not NOT alive, if you know what I mean."
Grian glances at Doc on his right and Etho on his left. They shrug at him.
"Yeah, no," he says, looking back at Tango. "I don't think we know what that means."
"Is it like that Grumbot robot that Mumbo and Grian built?" Doc asks, scratching thoughtfully at his chin, his blunt black claws scritching loudly against the stubble of his beard. Grian tries to catch a peek at his stat tokens and gives a sheepish grin when Doc notices and quickly angles them away.
"Hey, now," Doc starts to say, but Tango interrupts.
"Nah, no -- I mean, Grumbot was pretty... Simple. No offense."
"None taken." Grian pulls a token from his stack. "Number of villagers traded with," he offers. "And I'll up the ante to three diamond blocks, gentlemen."
Tango lays down his own token, and taps a finger on it in an aimless rhythm. “The dungeon is… aware,” he says. “Not alive, I guess, but it knows things. It recognizes people.”
“I’ve noticed,” Etho says dryly. “That place hates me.”
They all laugh, but Tango shakes his head. “Does it hate you?” he asks and waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “Or does it want to impress you?”
“Oh, I’m impressed enough.” Etho drops his stat token on the table with a soft click. “So it can stop glitching and trying to kill me now.”
“Aww, you’re just playing hard to get.”
Doc lays his tokens down on the table and stands. “I will sit out this round, I think,” he says. “I have done almost nothing with villagers this season. Will anyone have more to drink?”
“I’m not playing hard to get!” Etho protested, ears lying flat. “If anything, I’m playing easy to get – I just walk right in there!”
“You heard it first here, folks,” Tango says. “Etho’s easy.”
He ducks, but not in time to dodge the rolled-up napkin Etho chucks at his face. It lands in his hair and goes up in a miniature whump of flame.
Grian snickers, waving away smoke.
“So if the dungeon’s not alive, but it’s not quite not alive,” he says. “How does one maybe go about… making friends with it?”
“That,” Doc says, thunking a fresh bottle of Cub’s custom-mixed potion onto the table. “Is cheating, you pesky bird. No flirting with the possibly-not-not-alive dungeon.”
“You’re telling me you’re above flirting for a few extra keys and crowns, Doc?” Tango asks with teasing skepticism.
Doc sniffs, flipping the cork from his bottle with his thumb. “I don’t need flirting,” he says dismissively. “I have skills. Game strategies, man.”
“He’s already planning how to get the dungeon’s attention.” Etho flips his token over, exposing the total. “Aren’t’cha, Doc.”
Doc tips back his drink and shrugged. “Eh… that is for me to know, and you to worry about.” He winks.
“Tango, what’s your total there?” Grian fiddles with his token.
“Well, I know it’s higher than old three-digit Minecraft master over here.” Tango holds up his token and pinches it between his fingers. “Under three hundred, Etho? What’ve you been doing all season?”
“Not hiding out in a hole for thirteen months,” Etho grumbles good-naturedly, pushing his diamonds into the center of the table.
“Yeah, well, that’s what I have been doing and look at that stat.” Tango displays the count. “Seven k, baby – read ‘em and weep.”
Grian makes an exaggerated sad face that immediately morphs into a triumphant grin. “Rookie numbers, fellas,” he crows. “Try over twelve thousand.”
Tango groans and rolls his diamonds toward Grian with a grimace. “Yeah,” he says. “Definitely not telling you how to flimflam my dungeon, you shyster.”
“Tango, I’m hurt.” Grian, entirely unbothered and very un-hurt looking, scoops the pile of diamonds into his pouch. “My stats are all ethically earned.”
“And that’s how your dungeon runs will be too.” Tango stashes his tokens and stands. “Gentlemen, it’s been a pleasure. Mostly.”
“Back to your cave, Tango?” Etho doesn’t stand, but his bushy white tail wags a little in barely-contained excitement. “So, Decked Out will be open again… soon?”
“You bet your foxy good looks,” Tango says. “Or… maybe don’t. Not with those stats.”
This time he does duck the thrown napkin.
He exits through the museum, the laughter of his friends fading behind him as he steps out into the cool afternoon air. For a moment, he stretches, shaking out his elytra and clearing his head a bit of the potion particles.
Is Decked Out alive?
Tango grins, sharp teeth glinting. Of course the dungeon’s alive, who’s he kidding? And she’s hungry, too, he can feel it even from here. His friends should just be grateful he’s only ever built friendly monsters that want to devour them.
“On my way,” he mutters to himself. Or the dungeon. “And Etho’ll be coming over soon too.”
He feels the dungeon’s excitement.
“Oh…you’ve gotta be kidding me.” Tango launches himself in the air and spirals over the shopping district, angling toward Decked Out and laughing so loudly the sound bounces off the buildings below.
His dungeon totally has a crush on Etho.
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The "Glorious Exit of Supreme Victory" has me in a chokehold.
I know it's probably for an entirely practical reason - easier to deal with player movement via teleports, don't have to make a way back up, doesn't get people with levels thinking they can keep them if they're just good enough and getting frustrated when they lose them, probably less chance of breaking things, etc.
But the fact is, you have to die to leave Decked Out.
You die to the monsters in the dungeon - Ravagers, Vexes, Wardens.
You die to the dungeon itself - berry bushes, drowning, magma blocks, lava.
You die in the coward's hole - a slow freezing, punishing those afraid of death by makings it as slow as possible.
And you die as a winner.
You take the exit - a narrow door barely big enough to fit, labeled with a single dramatic sign - and fall. But it's not enough to just have you fall, oh no, Decked Out can't have it just be fall damage. It lifts an icy hand to catch you, just enough. Just to make sure you survive the fall.
Just to make sure you can see death coming at you.
The message is a consolation. Don't worry, you're still a victor! Everyone can see you won! You escaped!
But Decked Out always, always, always gets its due. The price of a run is more than a single frozen shard, it's blood. From the moment you open those doors, you're doomed.
You might survive the dungeon, but you can't get out alive.
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