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smoozie · 1 month
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Why is Scar Like That abt boat boys. What's going on in his head rn. The only person more obsessed with boat boys than boat boys themselves is Scar.
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mar-im-o · 2 years
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“Are you not happy here?”
“What d’you mean?”
Bark falls to Grian’s feet with a huff as the axe slices across the log, stripping black and white stripes from birch until it matches the tan of the planks they’ve been using. Grian’s proud of the base so far, what with the dripstone overhead and the walls to protect their crops. It won’t be much help against fire, but it’s something. It keeps their backs covered.
And he likes the tan.
It’s familiar.
Scar hums as he grabs the scattered bark, feeding it to a flame flickering in the furnace. Grian watches him for a moment, waiting for him to speak again, but the man’s back is turned and focused on roasting cod and salmon.
It’s only when Grian gets back to work that Scar speaks.
“Are you not happy? With me?”
Grian snorts at the question. He buries his axe in a log so that it sticks, calloused hands abandoning the handle for dusting themselves off. 
“Alright, what’s your deal?”
Scar says nothing, back curved slightly towards the preparing meal.
“Scar?”
And Grian crosses, forgetting his work entirely so he can climb up onto the furnace and be eye-level with his ally.
Strangely, even then Scar’s eyes allude him.
They’re distant, lost tracing embers that float and sputter from warming flames.
Grian frowns. “Scar...?”
“You didn’t want to be paired with me.”
“I mean--” Grian shrugs. “You wouldn’t have been my first choice, but I don’t mind.”
“‘I don’t mind,’ he says. Wonderful.”
“Scar, what’s this about?”
“Us,” Scar snaps, eyes suddenly focusing onto Grian’s. They’re green and deep and swimming with emotions Grian can’t place. Despite himself, he shrinks away from them.
“Us?”
“Us,” Scar repeats. “I keep thinking back to it--you’re upset. You screamed when you found out it was me. Joel and Etho--they said you were planning a ritual to unbind us.”
The laugh Grian supplies is hollow and empty. Those aren’t untrue, but it was shock, really. He was surprised. It’s not like he’s unhappy with Scar, he just may have preferred someone else. Someone... different...
Grian doesn’t say that, but it seems he doesn’t have to. Scar scoffs and clicks off his brakes. “Right. I think I’m heading back to the Jellies.”
“Scar--”
“We don’t have to base together! Not if you don’t want to. I’ll--I’ll find a nice cave to settle into. Keep our hearts safe.”
Grian winces at the idea of that, Scar alone in some cave just waiting for Grian to burn out the rest of their lives. It’s miserable...
“I don’t want that,” Grian says.
Scar cuts his eyes. “And what do you want?”
“I dunno!” Grian admits. It’s not true. He knows it’s not. But he repeats it still. “I don’t know. To win, I guess?”
Scar actually laughs at that, with a burst of chuckling that seems so inappropriate for the occasion. He just laughs. He laughs as he picks a few cod out from the furnace to store for later. He laughs as he turns his wheels. “I’ll keep our hunger up! You work on winning.”
“Why are you being like this?”
Scar’s back is to Grian now as he says, “Because you’re not happy here.”
“Of course not, Scar! I mean--we’re trapped in some server where we’ll eventually have to kill all our friends. It’s not exactly a happy occasion.”
“But you’re not happy with me.”
“Right, because this is all my fault. Like you weren’t galivanting around the server insisting you didn’t care about your soulmate.”
“That was before.”
“Before what?”
“Before I knew it was you.”
Grian freezes, the tension he’s holding in his face, in his head, it doesn’t seem appropriate now. He can’t see Scar’s face. He’s not sure he wants to.
His mouth is dry, opening and closing around words he can’t summon.
So Scar does it for him.
“I wanted to be alone here. Just like Last Life. I didn’t want allies or teams or a group to follow around. I was planning to disappear off into a corner until my recklessness got the better of me.” A sigh. “But then you said it was you and it was different! I wanted it to be you--I always wanted it to be you. I don’t like doing this without you.”
“Oh, Scar...”
“Third Life was horrible. I still dream about it. About the blood on my hands. About me betraying you. But--but I dream of the good parts too. I dream of you on a llama and mountains and flags and failed traps and I’m happy. I’m so so happy with you in these dreams... Because you’re there... we’re together... Is it not the same for you?”
Grian is... quiet. His hands are at his sides now, head spinning, and he’s not sure what to do. There’s a truth seeded in his chest, trying to rip free just for the chance of warmth and comfort. But he doesn’t want to let it. What happens if there’s no sun there...
Grian steps forward. Scar doesn’t roll away. He doesn’t protest when Grian meets his eyes. He doesn’t protest when a shaking, nerved palm presses against his cheek.
And Grian is crying. When did that start?
Or has it never stopped?
“I killed you,” Grian says on hoarse breath. “I killed you then watched you die then killed you again and--and I think it almost killed me. I’ve always known it was temporary, but--”
Scar shuts his eyes, cheek warm against Grian’s palm as he nods. Grian knows he understands.
“I’m not unhappy with you, Scar--I’m thrilled to be with you again. I just--”
I’m scared to watch you die again.
Say it.
I’m scared to lose you, even if just for a moment.
The words never come, and Grian starts to think they don’t have to. Scar’s crying too, weight of his head resting against Grian’s palm and when Grian just can’t take it anymore he’s reaching forward and bending over Scar’s lap and holding him. 
They’re holding each other.
They’re not alone.
And they’re happy.
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lifesmpliar · 3 months
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I had a dream the other day that Lizzie was also joining the HC server, but she wasn’t a hermit and rarely played. She’d log onto the server to either cheer Joel on or bully him. Then she’d log out.
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kataa-floko · 2 years
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I'm continuing on the "the rift from Hermitcraft and the purple crack on Empires are connected and it's gonna put the esmp members into Hermitcraft for the charity live stream in one week" theory with the evidence that 1) both fWhip and Joel have been using the same background music as Grian and 2) Joel keeps bringing up Scar in his empires videos
previous evidence:
1) the rift on esmp is constructed out of the same materials as the hc rift (stained glass and end rods),
2) the esmp rift transports things the same way as the hc rift (cf. Lizzie's villager, Pix's chickens (that you can hear in his video but not see), fWhip's boar Sniff, the sherrif toy Joel threw into it; cf. Grumbot Prime, the rift foreshadowing Mumbos return and the nostalgia theme of Grian's base)
3) Scar said that the hermits were going to be playing mini games during the charity event, and that there were going to be "special guests" at the stream, which maybe means that those guests will be logging onto the Hermitcraft server to participate in the games (cf. the server tour Doc did with two Mojang developers, and Scar saying that he's gonna show Tubbo the roller-coaster in his themepark when it's done)
Alternatively I think it would be funny if the whole "Ren the king" plotline ends with ren being thrown onto Empires
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sparxwrites · 1 year
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Thoughts on the rift and everything that comes from it? <-finds your thoughts interesting and love reading your takes and opinions about things
truly obsessed with everything about it. the sheer amount of chaos. oli aggressively in character versus grian being allergic to lore. the immediate timmy bullying. rancher reunion. joel immediately making some truly filthy jokes. general hermit bewilderment about hermes. doc on a giant fucking pig, which i had not previously considered but i immediately accepted as the natural place for a doc to be. tango and his hats. everyone yelling "lore".
it's also kind of charming watching the hermits (who do play characters, but tend to be very loosey-goosey and self-conscious about actual roleplay) and the empires people (who, with a polite exception for joel "i refuse to do lore unless it's a) cursed, and b) i can be deeply self-conscious about it" smallishbeans, tend to be a bit more drama kid about their roleplaying) come into contact and try to adapt to the style of the server. it's very cute, and also just a really charming little bit of improv/social ettiquette being worked out in real-time, which i love.
(also gives us yet another example of grian "i am allergic to lore so simply i log onto a server, do the most lore shit imaginable, and then leave" dreamslayer doing his thing. "i think the empires people are a bit more serious about their lore haha anyway what if hermits are a whole different species" sir i want to preserve your brain for science.)
tl;dr: i am soooooo excited to see where they go with this <3
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i've always been enamored of blogs that can turn deeply boring and technical topics into entertaining writing; i only really absorb humor or facts when i'm not expecting them. if i was trying to write a personal blog 10 years ago, i'd probably be attempting to copy "joel on software," e.g. its sample functional software specification:
Mike is a busy executive. He is the president of a large, important company that makes dynamite-based products for children which are sold through national chains such as Toys ‘R’ Us. During the course of a typical day, he has many meetings with many very important people. Sometimes a man comes over from the bank to harass him for not paying the interest that was due three months ago on his line of credit. Sometimes another man comes from another bank trying to get him to sign up for another line of credit. Sometimes his venture capitalists (the nice people who gave Mike the money to start his business) visit him to complain that he is earning too much money. “A bonfire!” they demand. “Wall Street likes to see a bonfire!”
These visitors are very upset if Mike has previously promised to meet with them at a certain time, but when that time comes around, Mike is nowhere to be found. This happens because Mike doesn’t know what time it is. At his secretary’s recommendation, Mike signs up for a WhatTimeIsIt.com account. Now, whenever Mike is wondering about the time, he simply logs onto WhatTimeIsIt.com, enters his username and password, and finds out the current time. He visits the site several times during the day: to find out when it’s time for lunch, to check if he’s late for the next meeting, etc. Towards the end of the day, in fact, from about 3:00 p.m. onwards, he checks the site increasingly frequently to see when it’s time to go home. By 4:45 he’s basically just hitting “Refresh” again and again.
something about that knowing, cynical style of humor has gone out of fashion since 2000 (even though venture capital mostly hasn't changed.) when i actually started trying to write blog posts for a hypothetical personal professional website, i was honestly trying to be a slightly more nonfictional @seat-safety-switch (excerpted below for reference):
All around you, corporations are snapping up the corpses of expired corporations and wearing their brands like a mask. And the rate of this happening is accelerating. Acquisition firms form, acquire, and collapse faster than ever before. By 2035, every person on Earth will need to run at least four brands and act as two Marvel superheroes, NASA is projecting.
For instance, I was the CEO of Ford two times last week, and they’re blowing up my voicemail again to get me to come in on Sunday. You would think that being the CEO would be a cool job, but it just isn’t. These accelerated corporate-collapse cycles mean that I don’t get to allocate massive R&D funding to a V-16 school bus conversion. All I do is get in, make my morning coffee, and then dash off an all-hands email telling everyone they’re fired. I have to do it from my Hotmail account, because IT can’t even set up an Exchange server that fast.
but since then i've started reading matt levine's newsletter money stuff, which is actually nonfictional:
Right now, if you go around saying “I am going to do a financial business, but I will make a point of not considering environmental, social or governance factors,” or even “I will consider ESG factors, but only to do the opposite of what those ‘woke’ ESG funds do,” people will fling money at you. You can walk into Peter Thiel’s office wearing a clown suit and say “high-frequency trading, but anti-woke,” or “payday lending, but anti-woke,” or “variable annuities, but anti-woke,” or “capped/uncapped variance swaps, but anti-woke,” or whatever, and he will write you a big check...
One subtle advantage of this business model is that a way to signal that you are authentically anti-ESG is by having bad governance, since “governance” is right there in the name of the thing you (and your investors) are against. This can work to your advantage: Bad governance tends to be bad for investors but good for entrepreneurs. (Ask Adam Neumann!) You raise a bunch of money and then spend it on yachts for yourself, and your investors say things like “well the governance of this company is pretty bad isn’t it,” and you say “exactly!” Bad governance is what they signed up for!
and now everything i've previously written seems like it's in the wrong voice slightly and looking to the future i don't know how i'm supposed to keep this thing together.
(this might be how things work for a lot of people who read a lot but haven't written much - i remember neil gaiman talking about how his very first book was just a pastiche of all of his favorite authors at the time and he's glad it never got published, plus joel of joel on software says he credits his success to college classes that made him practice writing a lot - but i happen to want to write with a consistent and coherent authorial voice without having to spend a ton of time developing it, thank you very much.)
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awigglycultist · 3 years
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Ok what's xlife? I've never heard of it and you keep posting about it and I'm lost
Okay so xlife is a minecraft sever with mc YouTubers. Basically everyone starts with 1 heart, everytime you die you gain a heart, if you die after 10 hearts you're out.
It's kind of the "chill" sever compared to other servers like dreamsmp.
It has religion that is "definitely not a cult" called Jeremyism where everyone in it worships Donkey Jeremy (which is ofc a donkey named Jeremy) how this came to be is a bit of long story but basically started because of a prank someone did and then Joel (Smallishbeans on yt) created a whole religion to get back
There's also the Witch Coven, which is exactly what it sounds like, the Coven hates Jeremyism but Jeremyism followers really don't mind the coven much.
Also Joel asked a guy named Jack (JackSucksAtLife on yt) if he could kill him simply cuz Jack had the most hearts on the server and ig Joel wanted to another. Jack agreed to this, and also decided once he was executed he would join Jeremysim and be renamed Jeremy, in trade for a statue of himself, a castle and diamonds.
There's also stuff they'll do to try and kill people. Like when someone made a Colosseum for ppl to fight mobs in which ofc killed several, or a parkour challenge, which also killed ppl and most recently a- well I'm not sure quite hoe to describe it but like it looks like an Christmas tree advent calendar and you pick one of the doors then you get death or something good.
If you like mcyt at all, check it out maybe! It has several ppl from minecraft championships in it
The people I personally watch are jacksucksatlife, dangthatsalongname/smajor1995, seapeekay, smallishbeans, fwip & theorionsound (the I'm not sure he really counts as he's only uploaded one, tho very chaotic, video)
Joel and fwip are both know as the builders of the server (and Scott/smajor1995 is also good at building he just is quite known for it)
As for Seapeekay/Callum and Jack, their kinda just chill? Tho can definitely be chaotic, his base is a mess and he has put several dangerous mobs in the middle of the spawn (which is you don't what spawn means its the point where when you first log onto the game you "spawn" there and on this sever everyone has built shops around)
Uh yeah I guess that's all? Thanks for asking about it! I hope I could clear some thing up so your less confused, but definitely ask more if you're still confused or just want know more about something!
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