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coldstormyday · 1 year

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Team TIES are uniquely terrifying because together they form into (1) dangerous redstone-proficient monster when provoked.

1. Impulse has the tendency to hold petty grudges and the sweet, friendly disposition to hide it,

2. Skizz has the determination, leadership and the ability to apply cohesive teamwork,

3. Tango has his patented unrelenting rage and an affinity with boom-booms,

4. and Etho has a massive-eyed son he needs to keep entertained until his ex-wife comes back from endless Jazzercise.

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mooblooms-and-glares · 1 year

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Where's that poll from the beginning of Limited Life where someone asked who we thought would be the wettest cat by the end of the season? I'm pretty sure Skizz won but we were all so so very wrong because I don't think Etho was even an option.

#that man is SOPPING WET #JUST climbed out of a swimming pool after falling in #SHIVERING in the cold #someone bring him inside and wrap him up in a blanket #ethoslab #etho #limited life #limited life smp #limited life spoilers #limlife #limlife smp #limlsmp #traffic life smp #traffic life #traffic life series #trafficblr #life series

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murkybu · 1 year

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when you’re washed up

#he just like me fr fr #what the hell my power just went out #umm #anyways uh i loved the ending of etho's episode where bunch of them just chatted away #best kind of content #etho #ethoslab #hermitcraft #hermitblr #limited life #limlsmp #limited life smp #fan art #my art

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eluminium · 1 year

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So. Now that Skizzleman has completed every single compliment/words of affirmation session in Limited Life...and he also kicked the bucket, I present to you...

Every compliment/words of affirmation done by Skizz (plus some extras!) in LimLife, transcribed by yours truly!

(yes it’s a link to a google doc it was the easiest way okay-)

Here you can find all the affirmations in chronological order transcribed, with timestamps for both Skizz’s POV and the POV of the person he’s complimenting. I hope you enjoy! My god this took forever-

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closet-thing · 7 months

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Yippeee trafficzine art! Thanks for having me :D @trafficzine

#mcyt #limlsmp #limited life #martyn inthelittlewood #martyn fanart #background characters are impulse Scott pearl and etho #trafficblr #closetthings #tw eyestrain

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girlboss-malewife-gauntlet-melee · 5 months

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ROUND 1 MATCH 11: JAYA VS. CLETHO (LIFE SERIES)

Jaya Propaganda: "Jay has lightning powers and Nya has water powers they literally fit together so well Jay is a twink Nya is muscular as hell they’re bi4bi Jay is a loser /aff and Nya is smart and strong and killed an entire realm and also fought a queen on Jay’s behalf (the queen wanted to marry Jay and Nya was like “I AM ENGAGED TO HIM WHAT DRUGS ARE YOU ON GET YOUR HANDS OFF”. Jay cheers her on while her anger issues make her Violent™️ and if that isn’t this trope idk what is"

Cletho Propaganda: none

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dogerbooger · 1 month

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hii! i saw requests are open? can we get some liml etho and grian perhaps?

I’m not sure if this is what you wanted, but it was fun to draw! I haven’t actually drawn Grian’s skin from limL so it was a fun challenge (also I had no idea where to go with Etho, so sorry about that)

Also the music is there because that’s all I was listening to while drawing them lmao

#hopefully this suffices lol #they are so silly billy #!!!!!#also the bird is a old Dutch capuchine :3 #life series #limited life #limlsmp #mcyt fanart #trafficblr #grian fanart #ethoslab fanart #etho fanart #dogieboogie ask #dogieboogie art

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chemdisaster · 4 months

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"i don't know why but it's just so nice being mean to etho"

something about the way that when at the start of limited life etho brings up boat boys, joel kills his cow and runs away. in secret life etho tells him he loves him and joel paints a perfect picture of not giving a shit in response. them getting into a boat together is the closest he gets to admitting that he might possibly still care about etho, and it still doesn't seem like enough.

people say that etho is the survivor, the one whom joel has to chase after because he will never outwardly show that he cares - but i think somewhere between limited and secret life, the roles swapped.

what sets boat boys apart from the bad boys and the mounders is that it's joel's first alliance. boat boys is when everything changed for joel, so it's all more important than he's willing to admit. and especially with how it ended - joel never wants to show that he's still holding on to something that went up in flames. there's a certain vulnerability about thinking back to every good thing in your life and admitting that the first matters just as much as all the ones that came after. and their alliance didn't start out as a willing one, it was chosen by the world and in the beginning etho didn't seem very happy to be with joel. so perhaps joel is so afraid that he will be the one who chases after something long gone, that to ensure that that never happens he does everything in his power to let go of it before it even has a chance to be something he might miss.

joel has always had this urge to antagonise, burn bridges, destroy allyships for no real reason, and something about boat boys, the first time anyone really cared about him, really brings it out. as if he has to prove to everyone around him, but most of all to himself, that it doesn't mean anything to him - it doesn't.

#smallishbeans angst #joel smallishbeans #smallishbeans #etho #ethoslab #boat boys #smalletho #double life #dlsmp #limited life #limlsmp #llsmp2 #secret life #slsmp #trafficblr #life series #textdisaster

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spookynyan · 1 year

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i sure hope my ex husband doesn’t come over and murder the kids today 😁😁😁😁😁

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myst3ry-pl4nt · 1 year

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a grietho kiss..?

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oh absolutely.

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ghoulishcavern · 1 year

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something something sacrificial lamb something something this scene killed me

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coldstormyday · 1 year

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Ooooo

Impulse's 3rd episode of Limited Life is the essence of why the Boogeyman is such a cool mechanic. It allows the player to act in ways they normally couldn't and gives so much to improvisation/acting potential.

. That immediate realisation and switch from normal, helpful characterisation to sudden bloodlust after the Boogey is revealed

. Impulse debating murdering Etho when his back was turned and fighting to rein it in

. Fear when Skizz died mixed with the dilemma of claiming the kill, knowing that Skizz would lose EVEN more time.

. When Imp and Skizz laughed at Tango building the tower wrong, and the slight, chilling change in Impulse's laugh from jokey to frantic and haunted

. Tango pulling his shield up and remaining guarded when Impulse shakily reveals that he's the Boogeyman

. Skizz's panic and realisation when Impulse starts placing tnt, unusually calm, turning to Skizz with a carefully innocent and blank expression as people die below

. Urging Skizz to be implicated in the destruction

. Spotting Pearl running to confront them, and acting like Skizz was the danger to lead her in, warning her that 'it's not safe here'

. Relief after getting a kill, while slightly regretting about making an enemy

. Sidling up to Pearl later, faux-remorseful, claiming that he was possessed and that it wasn't really him in control

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ahautism · 1 year

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the imagery of scar haunting his absent father, the person who was never there for him when he was alive, is making me like. go insane

“you know i regret the time we had together, son. i dont know if you can hear me, but i think if we gave it another chance, we could have been better, you know? could have been the true father and son duo.” what the FUCK etho. man

#he then proceeded to follow it with but i DONT want my ex wife back but. still #limited life spoilers #limited life #trafficblr #traffic life smp #ethoslab #etho #goodtimeswithscar #limlsmp #limlife

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katiky-png · 1 year

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OLD SNAPPERS IS COMIN' FOR YER

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mooblooms-and-glares · 1 year

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Someone please tell Etho to just do a voiceover I need to have his perspective just how wet is this cat

#ethoslab #etho #limited life #limited life smp #limited life spoilers #limlife #limlife smp #limlsmp #traffic life smp #traffic life #traffic life series #trafficblr #life series

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tunastime · 1 year

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Let’s Talk About Feelings

(1316 words)

The first thing that Etho finds out is that day and night pass too quickly.

Etho has never been a man running out of time. To his left, currently sharpening the back edge of his diamond axe, is a man who has. Right now, for Etho, the passage of time is not only a visual sensation, it’s a physical one. He feels it in the way his body tires, the way he moves, the way everything takes less time than he’s expecting. Even sitting here, the dull da-dump of his heart is enough to mark the seconds of his life passing. He drinks from his canteen. He swallows. He loops his pickaxe over his head, the weight settling on his back, and stands. Tango’s eyes flick up to him. He doesn’t look as tired as Etho feels.

There is no downtime. There is only time wasted.

“Ready, T?” Etho asks. Tango smiles, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and nods.

“Sure, E,” he says, standing with a sway. “Let’s do it.”

It’s a quick trip down into the mine from the top of the base. The two part system works surprisingly well—there’s a modest looking home on top, ugly, as per usual, and the real stuff happens below. Wheat, sugarcane, two cows, at long last, and the mineshaft down to pools of lava and dark, cool tunnels. Tango follows beside Etho down the two-wide staircase, humming to himself.

“I can’t believe it took us that long to get two cows,” Tango grumbles, glancing back up the staircase. Etho huffs, trying to laugh, but finds that his tiredness just sort of pushes the air from his lungs, rather than do anything important. “Our ranchin’ skills have plummeted, man.”

Etho hums, shaking his head. He can feel a soft heat radiating out from Tango’s shoulder every time it brushes his.

“That’s too bad,” he starts. “Thought we had a rancher on our hands.”

Tango laughs, though it peters into something a little hollow.

“Mm, I wish. Wasn’t me, though. ‘M notorious for gettin’ things killed, you know that.”

Etho knows Tango well enough to place the validity of his sentence. Not even just here, either. Wardens to cows, mob farms to personal, accidental deaths. Etho laughs, finally warbling out a complete one, until Tango knocks into his shoulder. He shoves back. They rebound back and forth for several steps, until Etho nearly loses his footing and Tango clamps a hand around his wrist. He doesn’t let go, though, and Etho drags him along. They stand together at the landing for a moment, a handful of tunnels branching off from the sides. Etho glances down one, tilting his head in the direction of the torchlight. Tango nods. There’s a cave further down that opens up into a ravine, one Etho knows more diamonds have to be in. He can feel it, like an itch under his skin.

Tango’s sentence says something he doesn’t voice out loud, though. Etho tugs on his arm. Tango makes a questioning noise.

“You doin’ alright? Not seein’ him?”

Tango furrows his eyebrows. His features are obscured, half by lack of light, and half as the torchlight warps when they step into the next room, and the cave walls open up. Tango waves the torch around, passing it off to Etho.

“Yeah,” Tango starts. “‘S fine. Hate that Joel’s rubbin’ off on him, but…glad he has someone.”

“Mm,” Etho agrees. “Last time I checked it was Joel and Grian.”

Tango squawks.

“Ugh! I just—oh, no…”

Etho frowns a little as they stand in the center of the room.

“What d’you mean, “oh no”?”

“You threatened to kill Joel! I can’t not back you on that.”

“You’re gonna stick yourself in another messy situation, T,” Etho says. He climbs down the lip of another crevasse, sliding part of the way. He offers his hand to Tango, who worms down, bumping into him.

“‘M gonna try not to,” Tango grumbles. Etho can see his tail flicking back and forth. “‘S long as you don’t do somethin’ stupid.”

“Hey, no promises, man.” Etho doffs his pickaxe, placing the torch in the center of the room. Here, it lights up the space, stretching outward with a yellow halo. The places it can’t reach go grey with dark. He turns a slow circle as Tango tracks the ceiling. Nothing yet.

“Speakin’ of people,” Tango starts. Etho feels his limbs go cold, a static electricity pooling in the pit of his stomach.

“Mm…” he starts, but Tango beats him to the punch.

“You talked to him any more?”

Etho shakes his head.

“No, no, I haven’t. There’s not really a point, I think.”

“I mean, you two were partners…” Tango continues. Etho shakes his head.

“We shouldn’t be partners in things like these, it always goes south.”

Tango shrugs.

“Suppose so…” he agrees. Something about his tone suggests that he doesn’t really agree, but he’s giving Etho the chance to explain if he wants to, and the space to stay quiet if it’s more than he’d be willing to share. Etho worries the inside of his cheek. Then, he takes a swing with his pickaxe and breaks into the rockface.

Between the clunk of the pickaxe and the shnk of his armor as he swings, he hears Tango start in the opposite direction, tossing a question over his shoulder.

“You don’t miss him?”

Etho’s stomach folds over itself. Part of him begs to turn and ask his friend what he could possibly mean by that, what it could imply, but the words seem sad. They seem expectant on something. On Etho, maybe, to refute the claim, to prove to Tango that he does, to give Tango the peace of mind, maybe. Maybe Tango’s scared, Etho thinks, of the possibility that Bdubs comes back with vengeance, rather than anything else. Were they not all indirectly both advocates and victims of Bdubs’ death? He realizes, after a moment, that he’s been leaning on his pickaxe, staring at a chunk of iron in the ground. He drops to his knees after a moment, prying the block up.

“Etho?” Tango asks.

Oh. Etho hadn’t said anything, had he?

“No,” Etho says. “Let’s keep digging.”

He thinks he hears Tango sigh. It doesn’t sound frustrated. It just sounds tired.

“Sure thing, E,” Tango says. Etho swings his pickaxe into the rock and watches it crumble at his feet. He isn’t thinking about a night in the middle of nowhere around a soup pot. A night in a fort half built cradling cups in his hands. A life forked over by the man behind him that wasn’t Etho’s to negotiate. A night outside of a base that isn’t is, calling Bdubs’ name like he was forbidden to step inside. A clock in Bdubs’ hands he never made. A happy marriage Etho wasn’t part of.

Part of him thought going home would fix it. It didn’t. He still never saw him. They were better, they weren’t leaving, but there was still a distance. And it doesn’t matter—clearly, it doesn’t, because otherwise Etho would be lamenting about a man who can’t love him in a dangerous place because he has to keep every feeling for himself just in case they get used against him. He can’t even be mad. It’s a trait Bdubs picked up from him.

He isn’t thinking about that, though. He’s thinking about a fireplace in a basement. And he’s thinking about dinner and tea in a half-built base in the jungle. And he’s thinking about a color palette getting commented on. And he’s thinking about anything but the idea that he might just have to kill him this time. He doesn’t have much of a choice, does he?

“I think I found diamond,” Etho says. His voice echoes until Tango hums.

“None for me, yet.”

Etho keeps digging.

There’s no room to talk about feelings.

#limited life smp #limlsmp #limited life fic #limited life spoilers #tangotek #ethoslab #BEAR WITH ME AS I POST TO THE WRONG BLOG BECAUSE I FORGET TO CHANGE TO SIDEBLOG WTF #anyway limited life friday yippeeee (< weakly)#i cannot believe i just did that #if you just saw this no you didnt #anyway etho and tango should just talk i think!!#and no do not speak to me about their episodes im not well #it's fine dw about it sdjkfhksdjfh #been thinking a lot about the day night cycle though... hmmmmmmm #since it is 24 hours. anyway just a thought!!#ethubs is next heehhehehehe #as it should be.. i mean. monolith you already know

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