#empires pearl... save me..
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“Come back to bed.”
Today, I present to you my interpretation of the lovely anonymous ask I received:
“Reader was super touch starved before they started dating and Cal is super touchy, and she loves it but also has trouble getting used it. But her favorite thing is when he rubs her back (comfort or just to be close) and it just becomes a thing for them??"
Again, lots of fluff, so enjoy!
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Touch… Such a simple thing. A sign of trust, a proof of friendship and a language of love all at the same time.
You’ve always had a strange relationship with the concept. On one hand, you feared it, on the other, you desired nothing more than to experience its effects. Thinking about it, your paradox connection to touch probably stemmed from your upbringing. Your mother had worked in one of the adult entertainment establishments of Nar Shadaa, with you growing up in this strange world of opposites.
Poor workers, rich clients. Big expectations, and crushed dreams. Honest touch and paid-for love. It all mixed together in this place, and you had watched it all from the kitchens where you were being kept while your mother served drinks to the various males that frequented the “The Pearl” every night.
Hugs were rare, as your mother wasn’t the type for it. She showed her affection in different ways, first and foremost by sending you away when you were old enough, thus saving you from a future in the establishment.
You attended a pilot academy and graduated among the top of your class. By that time, the Republic had fallen and the Empire was recruiting capable pilots left and right. Needless to say, the strict regime didn’t exactly encourage comradery and touch either.
And so you grew more and more hungry for it, while never quite knowing why.
You also hated working for the Empire. Payment was bad, the treatment of people horrendous and everything about it simply felt wrong.
It was by pure accident that you crossed paths with the rebels when one of them tried to pay you good credits to smuggle someone off-planet along with your booked cargo. You had agreed, mostly for the credits, to be honest, but eventually, helping people became a mission. A true purpose. Something fulfilling.
You also came to love one rebel in particular: Cal Kestis. You had run several missions for and with him until he eventually asked you to join his crew permanently. They could always use a good pilot, he argued. A good friend of his, Greeze, used to be the Captain of the impressive ship he used to get around, but the Latero had retired or was at least taking an extensive break.
And so your story with Cal had begun, quickly growing from allies to friends and eventually romantic partners. It had all happened so fast and your head still reeled from how the redhead had managed to worm his way into your heart. Never had you met anyone displaying such kindness, gentleness, patience and respect. It was impossible not to fall in love with him.
He taught you how to fight as well, organizing a metal staff for you after you turned out to be a rather poor shot. You two sparred regularly, with the Jedi putting his combat training into good use to teach you new tricks.
The crew around you changed constantly. Some left, some died, some joined you only for a specific job. But Cal, BD-1 and you were a constant on the Mantis. They were your family and the ship your home.
Often, you would sit awake long into the night, staring out into the galaxy passing you by and thinking about what your life would have been like if your mother hadn’t saved up every credit to send you away.
“Didn’t you say you’d join me in 10 minutes?”
You turned and found Cal leaning against the doorway leading to the cockpit. His hair was tousled and his eyes sleepy, but a small smile was playing on his lips, as he crossed his arms in front of his bare chest.
“That was three hours ago, love.”, he added when you sent him a confused look.
“Oh…”, was all you could say, not having realized how much time had passed. Getting lost in memories did that to you.
Stifling a yawn, Cal moved to drop into the Co-pilot seat, green eyes searching yours.
“Can’t sleep again?” His voice was full of sympathy as he reached out a hand to rest on your knee.
There it was again: touch.
Cal always reached for you. Whether it was for a hug or a kiss, to hold your hand, to just feel you near or to make sweet love with you. Every touch from his was special and you did your best to reciprocate. You still remembered the look of pure joy the first time you initiated a hug or gave him a kiss or reached for his hand on your own. It helped you greatly to open yourself to the kind of love language you had yearned for, yet still needed to grasp fully.
You stared at his hand on your knee and slowly placed yours on top of his.
“I was thinking about my mother… and everything she did to give me a good life.”
Cal nodded in understanding, but didn’t say anything, allowing you to unload your thoughts. He knew your past and had even volunteered to help your mom, but she had disappeared from “The Pearl” after your graduation with no sign of her to be found.
“She saved you. That’s love.”, he eventually spoke and you smiled.
“I wish I could have shown her more that I loved her.”, you sighed. You regretted that you hadn’t hugged her more on your own accord.
“I am sure that she knew.”, Cal assured you, ever the supportive voice for your conscience.
You smiled at him and nodded, before slipping from the pilot’s chair into his lap, arms sneaking around him. “I love you, Cal… And I want to show you every day.”, you muttered into his neck, as his arms came to rest around you.
“You do show me every day, Starlight.”, he whispered back, holding you close. “And I am so very grateful for it, because I love you as well. To the end of the Galaxy and back.”
For a while you just sat in silence, enjoying the proximity, Cal's hand drawing small circles on your lower back. It was your favourite, really, the gesture always helping you relax.
“Now come back to bed, love.”, the Jedi whispered eventually and you nodded, allowing him to carry you back into your room, where you both gave into desire.
Touch… Such a simple thing. A sign of trust, a proof of friendship and a language of love all at the same time.
You’ve always had a strange relationship with the concept. But you were ready to open your heart to it fully, as long as Cal was with you.
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I know it wasn't the point of your post but Secret Husbands in 3rd Life and Martyn saying Grian needed to be saved from Scar... what if the Evo members did know Grian was married, just not that he's married to Scar?
So Marytn sees the two being shameless, but isn't connecting the dots right away, Scar is tricking a married man! Yes Ren they're flirting that's the problem!
HELP??? WAIT THATS SO GOOD,,,,
and of course martyn just. doesn’t think “oh yeah, surely scar is grian’s husband considering how they’re shamelessly flirting.” OF COURSE NOT. THAT’D BE TOO EASY LMAO
scar is tricking a married man… HELP ME /pos
“you must let nature take its course, me hand.”
“NATURE TAKING ITS COURSE IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT WE WANT—” oh martyn buddy. there isn’t a world where you’re Not suffering WHEEZE
that creates such a funny dynamic of martyn trying to keep scar from “being a home-wrecker” while the hermits are trying to finally get these two idiots together, while the empires people are Actually aware they’re married (for the bit, I don’t think anyone in empires mentions anything to jimmy and pearl because they just assume they know as grian’s siblings)
and grian and scar are (initially) oblivious to ALL of this
IM IN TEARS THIS IS SO GOOD
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Pearl sits outside of Grian’s base for a long time. She doesn’t expect anyone to talk to her, or really want them to. She’d rather go back to pranks, perhaps, or cleaning chests. She sits there anyway, playing with the petals of a sunflower she must have picked when she had not been thinking about it.
There isn’t a Rift downstairs anymore. It’s closed now. Grian must be so annoyed; the whole thing he’d been researching, just gone.
There isn’t the Empires people here anymore, either. Pixlriffs had waved, last one through.
Pearl plays with her sunflower a little longer. She pictures what she’d say if anyone tried to talk to her for at least the next hour, and she can’t come up with any reasonable way to say it.
“Hello,” she’d say. “How am I doing? Well, I found out someone I couldn’t remember until today loved me so much, so deeply, and so thoroughly that he made me into a goddess. And then he left, or at least, some version of him left. And I’m still dealing with that, really. How are you?”
…she’s not sure that’s strange to the other hermits, really. She’s heard things. She’s even been there for some of them. Maybe it’s a crisis one of them has had before.
She looks down at the sunflower seeds she’s started to scatter across the grass.
“I told him it was okay. That he could stop. He’d found me,” she tells the theoretical person in her head who’s here to… comfort her? Talk to her? She’s not sure. Her imagination isn’t that clear.
“But he’d looked so long for me, tried so hard for me, and all that focus on me—I guess I know why there were statues of me there now.”
She pictures, for a minute, Sausage over Sausage, in lives past, sharing her story, searching desperately for a way to save her. It’s a distant, strange sort of feeling.
“I just—we could rest,” she tells no one helplessly. “We could rest. That’s what I said. That’s what…”
The wind is silent. She curls her knees to her chest and pulls the petals off the sunflower and stares down at the place where he’d left.
“I hope he can too,” she says.
It’s a long while before she stands up, stretches, and puts the torn-up sunflower down. This server won’t clean itself up, after all. No point in getting bogged down in this for much longer. She’s already lost enough of her day thinking about it, and the day isn’t getting any longer. That’s always been the thing with her, she thinks—it’s best to look to the now, and cut straight to the point, and not worry too much about things that can’t be changed.
Still, though, sometimes she’ll still wonder.
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I found This is About a Stuffed Bird bc of you and its one of my favorite fics ever. Do you by chance have more suggestions?
hermitcraft/mcyt fic recs? :0 let's go!!
i get a lot of my fic recs from other friends since i don't really go out and search on my own all too much for this fandom. but there are lots of great works out here! i will be listing out some of my favorites :3 mostly hc but a couple general mcyt ones that i think are an excellent read no matter what. all of the fics i'm listing will be genfic without ships!
also i just realized a lot of my bookmarks are grian-centric which is funny i guess because i am admittedly quite picky about content of my other favorites and grian just tends to have the most content in the fanbase. hope that'll be alright
(i hope some of my friends and mutuals don't mind me tagging them for their works)
hermitcraft longfics:
the last days of the free angel of carrows by @theminecraftbee - loved stuffed bird? here's another great longfic by second! this one is about joe and cleo in an urban fantasy mystery setting. again, second writes our beloved hermits into an captivating au!
leaping and hopping on a moonshadow by @lunarblazes - a fantasy au by luna my beloved! pearl suddenly gains magical powers and goes on a quest to find her long-lost friend grian who might know what's happening to her. she meets a lot of familiar faces along the way!
Recall by @redwinterroses - hey, i was the artist for this one! :D mumbo goes missing, so grian and scar search for him. they find that grumbot has been up to some... things along the way. the fic isn't finished but i think the chapters red put out is worth a read if you don't mind leaving off on a cliffhanger because it really is super interesting
dramaturgy by wormcity - a universe where gem and pearl join in a season 7 that was never finished. mumbo became the mayor, but the turf war went so very wrong afterwards. admittedly i have not finished reading this yet because ummm short on time xD but it's super interesting with a lot of layers of drama(turgy hahaha)!
hermitcraft short fics/oneshots:
for trying. by @autistic-evil-xisuma - a stuffed bird universe oneshot of x and xisuma during their lab days. great if you want to be sad over the doomed brothers again :D
the wheels on the bus by sparxwrites - a hilarious post-s8 oneshot about grian being a little shit towards the watchers. one of the first fics i've read from this fandom and i still love it
a body is an object by ruffboi - grian is a mimic, and pearl's arrival in s8 shakes him up. she hasn't seen him in a while and is quite upset to learn that the grian she knew died a long time ago. a great read for familial connections and conflict of friendships!
Goatman and the Rift by TheDepressedCanary - doc's eldritch powers start acting up when the rift appears. what shenanigans will ensue?
other mcyt fics/crossovers:
late at night, when the stars don't look quite right by @lunarblazes - an excellent empires s1 and hermitcraft crossover longfic, where grian lands into the server and is discovered by pearl! very great worldbuilding and relationships, i especially love the dynamic between gri and pearl and pearl and gem :D
every new discovery is just a reminder by amaranthinecanicular - grian begins pulling alternate versions of the hermits from the life series into the server. he does save a lot of them, but at what cost? it does end on a cliffhanger but this is genuinely one of the most captivating oneshots i've ever read... argghhh
The Fair and the Brave and the Good by @slashmagpie - an afterlife smp longfic centered around the shelby, scott, and sausage. i have never watched afterlife smp before in my LIFE and this is still one of my favorite pieces of literature ever. the characters and worldbuilding is impeccable and perfect if you like something dark with themes of hope and renewal.
Two Can Keep a Secret (If One of Them is Red) by anonymous secretmcblog - a 3L oneshot! ren suspects grian has stockholm syndrome with his pact to stay with scar, but his expectations are wrong. a truly excellent read and one of them first fics i've read! i still go back to reread it from time to time
dog at the door by fluffy_papaya & iamsolarflare - a longfic where doc and ren take a trip on a van on their way to s8. ren, however, is not quite himself, and doc has to learn to befriend the red king.
devil town is colder in the summertime by @bananasofthorns - a oneshot from a 100hsmp/life series d&d au! team BEST ventures into a cursed evil fucked up forest. uh oh.
Interview with the Aftermath by @ranchersrevenge (wanderlasts) - the last life contestants are invited for an interview. the responses vary greatly.
stars, smoke, and stolen car keys by wormcity - a 100hsmp modern au oneshot where grian, scar, and joel go on a hike. it doesn't go quite as they expected.
the beehive state by amaranthinecanicular - a dsmp oneshot after wilbur moves to utah. tommy visits him, and the two reconnect. i have to say i stopped following dsmp a long time ago but this fic made me BAWL. i don't even think you need to know any of the characters that well to really enjoy just how amazing the writing itself is
Can't Go Back (This Time) by @duckmumbo (musicaltvbooks) - soup group goes end raiding and accientally finds themselves in afterlife smp. nothing goes wrong, surely! also admittedly i havent finished reading this either but roy i swear i will. this is a great read nevertheless and the soup group dynamic is impeccable!
TommyInnit's unbeatable method of avoiding sudden death by eneliii - on the train of dsmp fics, this is the superhero au longfic that inspired my own hc superhero au, vdhau. it's a lot of funny shenanigans with tommy and his friends. the fic does take a dark turn at the end, but that can be skipped entirely (as said by eneli herself) if you just want the wholesome aspects.
if you don't mind a little self promo, here are some of my fics!
it takes two to play (the game of mutual secrecy) - the aforementioned hermitcraft hero au. this installment is centered around xisuma and evil x as brothers resolving their issues through hero work and solving the mystery of welsknight's disappearance :D there are other works that are set in the same universe if you're interested for more!
how to form the ultimate besties dynamic: an unreliable tutorial by hypnotizd - a oneshot! hypno is a warlock who goes treasure hunting under the sea. he meets a guardian who later becomes his unlikely friend.
smoke and mirrors, the hunt perseveres - grian's arrival in empires s2 unwittingly brings the watchers' suspicions with him. cue jimmy freaking out and a lot of shenanigans.
ballad of etho’s lab - my newest installment! a oneshot about etho's storied life as the redstone god.
i'm also currently working on the sequel to the game of mutual secrecy and a new (well not exactly new since i made concept art for it) au called private detective gem tasey! these will likely be released sometime late january or february. have fun with these fic recs! i haven't been reading as much lately but i hope ill be able to find more if anyone else asks in the future. cheers!
edit: the fics are out! here they are!
hiding in plain sight (the meaning of trust) - sequel to the hermitcraft hero au! it follows an escaped lab rat trying to acquaint themselves with human society while avoiding suspicion and making friends with familiar faces from tgms ;D
private detective gem tasey: a rotten mystery in london - a hermitcraft detective au where gem gets hired for a case that spirals completely into drama and politics!
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Ok. So, remember how I told you your and Xornoth's lives were bound Scott? Well, a little after that discovery Aeor gave you a magic sword called the Rune Blade. Or, we think it was Aeor anyway, it just appeared in a pillar of ice one day. Anyway, that version of you went to the ancient elven library to try and learn more about the blade, and discovered that it was made by the ancient dwarven race and had the ability to send the soul of whoever it killed to an afterlife of the wielder's own creation. A couple days later the Rapture happened. The end of all empires triggered by an explosion in the Grimlands. The resulting earthquake caused the crystal Xornoth was imprisoned in to shatter. You were away from Rivendale at the time, and by the time you returned it was already in ruins. You confronted Xornoth, who had developed fire magic to counter your ice, and he trapped you in a magic circle. He intended to trap you in a crystal like you had trapped him, and make you watch as he killed everyone you loved. So you took the Rune Blade in hand and took your own life, taking Xornoth with you. We briefly got to see the afterlife that version of you ended up in, a happier world where your brother was never corrupted, and that's the last we saw of the Elf King of Rivendale.
Scott: I... think I see...
Pearl: So... I was right? It's a reincarnation thing?
Scott: I can't believe this...
Pearl: What?
Scott: Me dying saved the Empires of my timeline... In the main timeline the Empires were all destroyed but in mine Last Life happened and I died a lot earlier...and so did Xonorth ... They could be still thriving... I did say to Gem that she could take over Rivendell in my stead if it ever came to it.
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How To Become the Emperor of Gilded Helianthia
So this is technically an answer to an ask, however I had that mostly written, saved it as a draft because I had to step away for RL, came back and it has vanished. Completely. Tumblr ate it I guess. I believe the asker in question was @whoevenknowswhatshappening but if I'm wrong just let me know.
And yes! The Fisher King comparison is pretty accurate, though I somehow hadn't made that connection.
Popping the usual copy+paste context here really quick...
Also a general note relevant to the succession criteria of the majority of the empires. Remember this whole thing, where Pix kind of accidentally changed the formal definition of war in the empires? That had a lot of implications for how royalty functioned in the Empires. While they still absolutely have internal duties and responsibilities and privileges, ultimately their most important job is that they stand ready to defend their empire and its people at all times. Part of this is that they also function as international ambassadors in a way, while most empires also have official ambassadors, the relationships and interactions between the emperors themselves are a very important (sometimes volatile) facet of international relations.
A country cannot be recognized internationally as an autonomous nation without an official Emperor/Head of State.
And onward!
...again
Gilded Helianthia is actually the only one of the mortal realms that has no kind of bloodline element to their succession (other than the Crystal Cliffs, but they have enough of a fae population that they don't quite count as a mortal realm)
Even the Grimlands narrows their selection criteria down to a select few families.
Helianthia's internal government is primarily local, its less a unified empire and more an alliance of city states (if "city" means "village surrounded by impressive swaths of farmland") and all of the day to day governance is done there. The closest they have to an overarching governance is the Caretakers, who maintain the Heart of Helianthia, and preside over the passing of the crown from one emperor to the next.
The Emperor of Helianthia has exactly two duties. Border defense/war, and keeping the Heart. Helianthian emperors are tied directly to the land, and their well-being and the land's are twined together. (For this reason, they have a minimum of three possible successors to the crown on deck at all times, in case the Emperor falls in battle or is otherwise rendered unable to support the land.)
Most Helianthian emperors pass their crown along when they hit late middle-age, in order to ensure a smooth transition and healthy land. The criteria for choosing successors is primarily combat based. Most villages in the country send at least one promising young person to the nearest arena for training. The arena masters take it from there, choosing the candidates they consider the most appropriate. The Caretakers (and the reigning emperor) often tour the arenas and monitor the trainees.
The arena masters screen on physical and martial prowess, and the Caretakers screen on personality and, for lack of a better term, aura. Magically binding someone to an entire land is no small thing, and the person in question has to be able to support it, emotionally, physically, and magically. Ultimately, the Heart itself has the final say, and it is not unusual for it to reject several candidates before binding itself to one.
Pearl herself was from a border settlement a stones throw away from Mythland. It was less a village and more a collection of a few houses and barns, they primarily cultivated cattle, though Pearl's aunt had some beehives as well. Pearl was not sent to an arena for training so much as she wandered into the one within sight of her home, because she wanted to see what it was like there.
That specific arena was actually shared with The Mythlands, having been built as part of the alliance with them, and the arena master was a retired general from the Mythlandic army.
Her very first fight there, Pearl knocked the crown prince of Mythland on his ass, and in doing so gained both a friend and the attention of several people. (And the rest was history.)
Her candidacy ended in bonding to the Heart right around the same time that the other members of her alliance were crowned as well, and for similar reasons, though the exact circumstances played out differently. (I want to leave some suspense for her backstory fic :) )
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Home at last
Fandom?: Hermitcraft/MCYT
Who?: Rendog
Extras: Winged reader, Werewolf Ren, other hermits origins included.
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‘Here’s the copper you needed!’
Your voice echoes through the air of his kingdom, the atmosphere calming you.
‘Aww, thank you Y/N! I’ve been needing this for a future project of mine!’
Sausage had been talking about trying to get copper, but always coming across areas the other rulers have mined before. You had put it upon yourself at the beginning of the season to become the ‘Gift’ kingdom, doing favors and collecting ores and minerals for the other emperors.
‘No problem Sausage! But if you don’t mind, I do have to go so I can get some other batches of copper and other things to the other empires, so I guess I’ll come around later!’
You flex your wings, bending your knees and taking off, flying off, but not before Sausage yelled a farewell to you.
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Finally getting home from Jimmy’s kingdom, you strip your armor off from your body, shoulders and wings sagging, happy to be out from their prison made of enhanced diamond. Trudging towards your kitchen, you pull out a cup and some tea bags, beginning to heat up some water. As you're pouring the water into the cup, your communicator beeps, startling you slightly, spilling the boiling water into the floor, splashing your feet. Grabbing a towel and escaping from the hot water, you manage to finish making your tea without spilling anymore, finally grabbing that, some snakes, and your communicator, curious on who messaged you and why.
Getting to your quarters, you set the tea and snakes on the table next to your bed, and plop onto the bed with your communicator open and active. You check your contacts replying to any messages sent by Jimmy and Scott, and sending a quick goodnight or two to a few others. You close out of the server chat and check the universal chat, where you have a few hermits saved to. You realize that Grian had messaged you, which confused you since last you heard he was busy with trying to negotiate the retirement of an emperor to the server again.
(Text from Grian: [**] Text from you: {**} :])
[Hey! I’ve talked with a few people, and I’d like to ask how you’d like to join back onto hermitcraft?]
You freeze, overloaded with a multitude of emotions. Happiness, anxiety, surprise, and most of all, excitement. You’d be able to finally see Ren again! You make your decision and type out a reply.
{Of course! I’d love to join back and stay with you all! Me and Pixel were just talking about that! When should I come?}
You sit and wait, anxiety creeping up on you, making yourself doubt if Grian was pranking you or not. Before your mind could begin to spiral, your communicator dings, signaling someone had replied to you.
(Time skippe)
You enter the hermitcraft server for the first time in a while, having left to join a new multiplayer world a friend you had met made. You look around, realizing that there had been some new players, such as Pearllecentmoon and Geminitay. You were excited to see everyone again, with the exception of finally meeting Pearl and Gem.
You can hear the beats of wings through the air, and before you could react, a body slams into you, knocking you to the ground. As you try and process what just happened, you could hear the signature giggles of Grian, the failed suppressed laughs from Scar, and the hearty chuckles from Mumbo.
‘Wow, thanks for the welcome party’
You sarcastically remark, chucking slightly as you push Grian off you, Standing up to dust yourself off and stretch your wings out.
‘Well I’m sorry I have such good ideas!’
Grian pouts, all while Scar bursts into laughter, while Mumbo helps you dust off the dirt. You take a good look at Grian, realizing that he had wings! Looking at mambo and scar, Scar had elven ears, and Mumbo had moth wings and antennae, you were surprised. Grian’s wings were multiple shades of red, yellow, and green (Reminding you of parrot wings), Scar had ears that were highly pointed at the top, and Mumbo had beautiful copper colored wings, oranges and greens mixing together to create a beautiful artistic masterpiece. You wondered how all of the other hermits would react to seeing you back, especially considering how grian reacted..
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After a tiring day of catching up with the other hermits, Grian is finally taking you to see Ren, who was currently with Doc, helping him with some kind of build. As you and Grian make your way towards where Ren supposedly was with Doc, Grian’s communicator pings. He slows down a second, peeking a look at the device.
‘Aww, I'm so sorry Y/N, but it looks like Tango needs some help with something. Ren should be right over there, by the giant hole with the flagpole in the middle of it’
And with that information, he took off in the opposite direction, towards Tango’s base of operations. You continue in the way he had motioned to when explaining where, only to come across a giant sign saying:
[Y/N!!----->]
The sign pointed towards a patch of land not too far from where it was posted, so you spread your wings, and took off in that direction. Upon reaching the patch of land, you could see something that looked like a lump of fur on top of a pillar, only to realize it was just Ren, with…Ears and a Tail?!
You fly down to him, and you look up to see him, having noticed your presence, with eyes of admiration.
‘Hi-’
Before you could get a word out, you’re engulfed into his body, arms wrapped strongly around you, making sure you wouldn’t leave. You lean into it, placing your head onto his chest as he brings you both down to sit on the cloth laid out on the floor.
Sitting there for the next few hours, you and Ren both sit there and enjoy each other’s presence, no words being said. But one thing was clear, and that was:
You were finally home
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*ahem* have you heard about the life smp mafia 2: electric boogaloo lately?
let me share
it started off as a silly little mafia game. as you do. 23 players and a handful of watchers, plus our lovely admin Hydro. it was going to be just like the first one, little bit of roleplay, a lot of confusion, silly little mafia game. right? wrong.
now you see, it went sort of like this. (everything is paraphrased btw this a summary)
The players (Bdubs, BigB, Cleo, Cub, Etho, False, Gem, Grian, Impulse, Jimmy, Joel, Katherine, Lizzie, Martyn, Pearl, Pix, Ren, Sausage, Scar, Scott, Shubble, Skizz, and Tango) entered the Rift. (normal timeline, the Hermitcrafters were meant to go into Empires. they ended up in a different world. Skizz made it in through a nether portal in one of his survival worlds.) On the other side of the portal was a world familiar to some, unknown to others. The ruins of Third Life. At night.
Night 0
We arrive! in the land known as the Ruins of Third Life
most people have come through the rift that crossed hermits over to empires
the empires folks also entered the portal tho-
there's a handful of people who've been in third life, and a handful who've never seen it before
twenty three players
some people remember it all
some people remember nothing at all
memories are a'jumbled but the majority of players remember where they came from. empires or hermitcraft.
no one seems to remember both
the night is silent. peaceful. relaxing
Day 1
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alliances are formed, marriages occur
No one dies
No one is voted out
No one has any reason to vote anyone out
Until the very next day
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Day 2: Dawn
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MythicalSausage was doomed to fall by ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ リᔑ∷∷ᔑℸ ̣ ╎⍊ᒷ
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> MythicalSausage was aligned with the Town
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The players gathered at spawn
The sun was just beginning to rise in the east
On a perfectly clear day, lightning struck down from the sky
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SolidarityGaming was struck by lightning
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Next to the crater where Jimmy once stood, Scott grasped at his chest
He fell to his knees
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Smajor1995 died of heartbreak
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> SolidarityGaming was aligned with the Town
> Smajor1995 was aligned with the Town
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The players dispersed, making graves for the fallen
They grieved
They tried to figure out who could’ve killed these three players
houses were built, alliances strengthened
...
something was found out
important information was spread around
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> Grian voted for Ren
> Scar voted for Ren
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those who went to learn straight from the source got a special crystal
those who didnt just had to trust the words of the others
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> Lizzie voted for Ren
> Cleo voted for Ren
> Pix voted for Ren
> Shelby voted for Ren
> False voted for Ren
> Pearl voted for Ren
> Martyn voted for Ren
> Gem voted for Ren
> Tango voted for Ren
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A majority was reached.
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Day 2: Dusk
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Ren stood at spawn, surrounded by other players
He warned them of the others who would harm them
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“You’re not safe after this. They’re still out there, the Hands.”
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When given the chance, he tried to defend himself, lies spilling from sharpened teeth
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“I’m just helping you."
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“Ren… did you kill Sausage?”
“HE WANTED TO GO HOME”
“He was home”
“you’re all being eaten alive by this server! The only way off is death!”
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"I’M SAVING YOU ALL, CAN’T YOU SEE??!"
"If death is our saving grace… do me a favour, Ren, and save yourself."
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Renthedog was slain by GeminiTay
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Renthedog was aligned with the Hands
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[19 players remaining]
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Day 3: Dawn
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The dawn is glowing a bright amber.
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Ethoslab was struck by falling stalactite
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InTheLittleWood didn't want to live in the same world as ᓭ𝙹∷∷| ╎ ↸𝙹リℸ ̣ ᔑᓵℸ ̣ ⚍ᔑꖎꖎ|| ꖌリ𝙹∴ ∴⍑𝙹 ╎ℸ ̣ ╎ᓭ
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Dogwarts burnt down
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> Ethoslab was aligned with the Town
> InTheLittleWood was aligned with the Town
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a search went out for the bodies of the fallen
both were found in the ruins of Dogwarts
neither of them touched by the flames
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those with the crystals got a new message
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Another hand had been found
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> Tango voted Joel
> False voted Joel
> Pearl voted Joel
> Scar voted Joel
> Lizzie voted Joel
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A game was built.
Specifically, rebuilt
A new model of Dare to Flare stood at spawn
The walls were glass
The entrance was from the top
The lava was the same
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Lizzie spoke to Joel, confronting him with the truth she knew
He didn’t deny the statement
Her vote against him had sealed his fate
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“You didn't ask me.”
“Asking would make it real.”
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Joel said his goodbyes to Lizzie
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“It's the Red Winter, Lizzie. The Red King fell, the Red Winter is upon us. I wanted to make it to the spring.”
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> Shelby voted Joel
> Katherine voted Joel
> Grian voted Joel
> Cleo voted Joel
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A majority was reached.
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Day 3: Dusk
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They walked arm in arm to spawn
A crowd had already gathered there
Something twitched in Joel when he saw the looming structure of Dare to Flare
He’d lost his first life in 3rd Life to the game that was meant to be in
the swamp
He was marching himself to his execution – his last death– to the very same game
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Joel said his goodbyes
He asked that Lizzie would be taken care of
He also asked that his dog Geraldine would be taken care of
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the watchers are of the belief that Geraldine cannot be hurt. they would smite anyone who tried. Lizzie on the other hand… well, that’s a story for another time
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“The Red King's going to rise again, and none of you know it, but- You do not stand a chance.”
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“Rest assured, people don’t respawn in this world. I won't, Sausage won't, Jimmy– Jimmy won't. But the Red King fell, and he will rise again.”
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Joel climbed down the ladder into the death chamber
Lizzie knelt on the glass ceiling, hand reaching out for him
Joel didn't move
It must've hurt
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Smallishbeans swam in lava
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╎ ⊣⚍ᒷᓭᓭ ∴ᒷ'ꖎꖎ リᒷ⍊ᒷ∷ ᒲᔑꖌᒷ ╎ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᓭ!¡∷╎リ⊣
(It is not for you)
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> Smallishbeans was aligned with the Hands
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[16 players remaining]
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will update with days 4-6 later on!
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The Queen's great grandchildren are innocent. I can't believe you think your personal feelings are more important than theirs. They. Are. Grieving. Show some respect. Their grandmother literally just died TODAY.
Let me guess: you would never dare say any of this to their faces, right? That means you know that what you are doing is wrong. They WILL read and hear about all the hate soon enough, and you should be ashamed of yourself for contributing to it.
How would YOU like it if people were talking shit about one of your loved ones the very day they died? It's really not that hard to follow the Golden Rule and treat others the way you wish to be treated. Save this hateful bullshit for another day.
And no, I NEVER, EVER supported the Queen or anything she did. Very much the opposite, in fact. I just happen to have respect and empathy for GRIEVING CHILDREN. It's called compassion. People like you who let hate stop you from being compassionate cannot be trusted. Caring for the innocent and vulnerable should ALWAYS be infinitely more important to you than wasting time and energy hating people who aren't even worth it.
For someone who wants to talk about Innocence and Kindness and Being Compassionate To That Poor British Royal Family, this doesn't seem very kind, now does it? Trust me, they have plenty of propagandists. You don't need to do this for them.
"wasting time and energy hating people who aren't even worth it" Okay, sorry here, LMAO LMAO LMAO.
Once again: WHY do I need to show respect? WHY do I need to NOT TALK ABOUT!!! all the bad things the British Empire and the British royal family have directly contributed to, in the name of fake and sanctimonious "respect" for people who absolutely do not deserve it? If you can't speak ill of the dead, or speak about the dead at all, you can't do history. Which, seeing as I am an actualfax historian who did my PhD at a UK university and lived in the UK for a while, is unfortunately.... something I do.
Anyway: thanks for this, have considered it not at all, thanks for stopping by, I expect my followers will have plenty more to add here. Now take your pearl clutching elsewhere.
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One of the things I find interesting with the vote blue no matter who crowd (which includes just leaving it blank aparently). Is that they act like you not voting for biden is this self entitled thing. That not voting for biden means im being selfish.
Except...how can I in good conscious vote for a murderer. How can I see what I've seen and vote for that? It feels from my perspective is ones who are naive or entitled are the ones telling me to vote for biden. You are telling me and others that your *percieved* comfort is more important then the actual harm being done? I'll pass.
I actually think it's a little sad that you think the democratic party is going to save you at this point when they care more about holding marginalized people randsom and fundraising then actually doing anything against the republicans. Seems like you should be mad at them then randos online.
Ironically Im still voting. There are important local things on the ballot for me this year...but im going to leave at least that area blank unless something changes.
Oh and before I get the pearl clutching "you are a doomer! We are doomed! You haven't told me an exact point by point plan on a alternative! Trumper"
Or whatever other bullshit going to come out of your keyboard. Let me make my stance on that clear.
No one is coming to save us. We save ourselves. Stop waiting around for a fucking hero. We are the people we are waiting around you are just so fucking caught up in American individualism and probably whiteness that you think the only thing out there is voting. Join/work a union (or radicalize one near you. Its probably needed). Build solidarity around you. Empower those around you. Ffs build a community garden. If you build community you'll have a better time against fash then the empire making them. And if you are upset cause I'm not giving you individual details, I literally can't. What are your skills? What is your area like? Etc all of these things change best courses of actions.
There is no easy way out. But if we have each other then we'll make our way through it.
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gathering notes on this crossover
making a list of observations and headcanons of todays crossover episodes
keralis and jevin live in a universe where youtube and twitter exist. keralis knows sausage from videos. sausage doesnt know what theyre talking about and he calls servers ‘realms’.
pix knows of the internet (tbf he doesnt have a character this time round)
is keralis a god. im just gonna assume he is.
tango and jimmy know each other from double life. tango had love hearts on his screen when he recognized jimmy. they just squealed at each other. i am losing my mind. scar also thought jimmy was in another life serie. jimmy knows them all
grian...grian..
“you cant hide from me timmy! >:)”
multiverse grian still going strong of course lmao, grian knows everybody
his character seems to understand the existence of servers and streams. would this be considered awareness of internet or are streams like technoblades chat/voices thingie?
“so who doesnt have an open chest policy?”
fae grian/borrower grian becomes closer to truth every day
(tango and fwhip was a combo i never knew i needed but its so awesome. honestly many of the hermits and fwhip is awesome)
pirate joe is very concerned about how shocked papa k looks like all the time
almost everyhermit showed up in their default skins. impulse is still a bald dwarf tho. pearl is god.
multiple hermits want to make their own empires. they have learned nothing from King Rentheking
jevin da slime. shelby keeps killing his brethren ;; no one bring him to animalia
ofc they did not check to see if they can get back to hermitcraft
OMG THERES NO ACTUAL PORTAL BACK. THEY ARE VERY STUCK.
is there an admin left on hermitcraft? x and tango and joe are stuck in empires lmao
joel knows them as well. im just gonna say its probably bc hes god.
convex are silly as usual
cub is a fan of joel the god. i love cub being completely unfazed by the innuendos. there is absolutely nothing strange about sausage giving keralis his wood.
grian is stealing. i mean borrowing.
ONE NIGHT ARMOR STAND
sausage doesnt know what an armor stand is lmao
empires people wonder whats up with false. shes missing her clothes that she stole from a dead body. is she okay
cogsmeade false took a introverted trip away from all this noise. her mysterious notes might reference the traveling hermits
“THIS IS SAINT PEARL!” fwhip in the background, “ there is no legal action for murder”
scott thinks pearl might be a cosplayer
pearl does not know who sausage is at all, uh oh.
via sausage’s notes:
Keralis: info; lumberjack, speaks spanish; powers; hypnotizing gaze +15
jevin: half slime/skelly, likes to steal; powers unknown
grian: blamed for rift (good knowledge for if sausage ever wants to sue him for emotional damages btw), likes the color red; powers; pesky bird (as heard from others)
scar: cat lover, doesnt like unsafe nether portals, powers; big goblin ears for flight
tango: thinks bubbles is a hyena, likes big hats; powers; low level witch/spell caster
false: doesnt remember me, is she the same false?; unknown powers
impulse: likes to go underground
cub: impressed by my wood!, looks like a scientist
Pearlescent Moon: looks a lot like santa pearla?! used to be fighter; powers; +20 str, +10 ag, +15 speed, +30 awesomeness
cleo: possible pirate, pirate joe killed her parrot, undead day walker +25 (just like sausage!)
an xisuma (or shishswambam): possible pirate, witch hunter?!; powers; heavy armor protections +20 durability
pixl and doc are acquainted. no biggie
someone pls save impulse. he is still sick. very polite
how has grian not blown up the sheriffs tnt shop yet
fwhip and lizzie didnt react to mentions of Grian, but fwhip has heard of scarland theme park. dosney ascends all universes apparently
lizzie is scared of the strangers. just like kitty
oli is also multiversing
hermit locations:
scar ended up in tumble town, intends to build old west locomotive. honorary goblin, aiming for position of deputy (he might move to whoever can bring him a jellie first)
tango will be a wonky engineer for gobland
keralis is probably moving in with sausage. amores
grian and impulse are building a place for the hermits but grians trying to convince oli to move closer
joe is napping at scotts tavern for now
(everyone is gushing about the empires builds and their colors! its so cute! jimmys friends all complementing tumble town is making me smile)
empires leaders are literally all like “oh god, we have guests. we have to clean up STAT”
goblins dont need sleep, probably dont like the overworld because the phantoms
fwhips poor ears..so much noise
grians webcam mic is back. and HIS FRIENDS ARE HERE
gonna pretend his voice is messed up by the rift lol
oli flies on the power of song
grian and oli on the same smp. no one is safe.
grian is making fun oli for being poor and then immediately goes to bully timmy
HERMIT SPECIES: they are shorter. big feet. thats it. (love this idea lmao)
grian... grian.
fwhips texture pack is native variation of foliage in empires smp
hes determined to destroy the empires’s bartering system. capitalist instinct
oh no the rift isnt purple anymore,,,it broke,,,
someone please stop grian from interacting w the multiverse. he keeps getting stuck and breaking things
impulse is in very sick denial about this whole situation, someone please tuck this man into bed he is very lost
lizzie likes that impulse instinctively parkoured on her froggy village
fwhip has incurred a debt onto impulse. poor guy
empires smp is the lands of the thirteen empires
has no one noticed the princess of dawn?
joe was under the assumption that grumbot was punishing them for not finishing the content quests
joe has access to the litematica it seems like
are we counting joes court audition as joe also living in the real world. does he and keralis come from the outside world and jevin and cleo just get to hear about the internet?
someone thought empires was an old hermitcraft world
oli doesnt know most of the hermits
oli and joe is such a gift. oli has adopted them bc he looks so pathetic
im desperate to know about cub and docs reactions to this whole shebang
every emperor says joel is very mean and that he pretends to be tall so everyone humors him by building really tall doors so he thinks he can fit
everyone insisting his empire is classist
pearl and scott and joe and cub investigate upper stratos’s shrine to peril
cub, “hey impulse, have an egg in this trying time”
IMPULSE RECOGNIZES SCOTT but no one else interestingly
“just oli, not bard oli” is joes nomenclature for oli
joe was immediately overwhelmed. felt.
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random rundown of fic ideas I have on the docket for at some point in the future, if anyone is curious (or wants to take from these concepts to use themselves because these are Long Bois so I’m probably saving them for november):
in a timeline where ren’s kingship immediately goes horrible dictatorship, joe hills accidentally discovers he has the superpower of Time Loop, and sets out to figure out what went wrong, fix it, and save his friends. the trick with this fic, however, is that it would be a single king oneshot taking place entirely over one of the loops, at least a dozen attempts in, and ending with the end of another failed loop. it’s all about the middle bits here.
pearl wakes up as a horrible monster in an unknown laboratory with no idea how she’s gotten there, what she is, how to talk, or what to do from here. fic is about her escaping, piecing together what happened to get her into the situation she wakes up in, and getting back home again, somehow.
xisuma tries to deal with his emotions about season eight. bluntly this one would be about abuse, and reconciling that is the word that describes what happened to you. I’ve wanted to write this for months. we’ll see.
double life cast is mysteriously swapped with their hermitcraft selves, as told from cleo’s perspective as she’s suddenly in a world with a person who claims to be her best friend that she doesn’t remember, on this massive ocean base that she doesn’t understand, trying to just… deal with that. this would be a very focused on “joe and cleo as friends” fic, but with the angle of “cleo wakes up suddenly not knowing who joe is and joe is faced with a cleo who doesn’t have a decade of history with him”. really want to write this in some ways.
vague “something about helsknight because I have ideas about what helsknight is but I have since ditched the fic concept I originally had for the helsknight interpretation I wanted to use so I need to figure out where else I can get it to work and also NOT have him be too much like the man in the striped suit in my recent fic”
rare new techno/sort of sbi fic from me, recycling aspects of a VERY old bedrock bros concept I never wrote. set in a world where people have various minor magical gifts/superpowers, old war god/demon technoblade is retired, thank you very much, and largely haunts a farmer’s market where he’s in a totally normal competition with the other local potato salesman and is maybe friends with the farmer’s market gang (featuring niki and sophie and probably connor along with obviously squid, amongst others). one day however one of his regular customers, out of desperation, summons techno to make a pact, a thing techno hasn’t done in decades. this person is tommy. wilbur is missing. he wants techno to help save him. cue adventure. at some point in my head this was supposed to be a superhero sbi fic send-up so there MAY be superheroes in the background but this has turned way more into the magical realism wheelhouse I reside in over time so you know. maybe not. anyway this is a BIG maybe since I largely sit in hermitcraft these days but I am still fondly attached to “old god techno and tommy, desperate regular human, end up bonding” because I came up with the basics back in november 2020 and have just never have successfully written it and also it’s morphed actual plots and basically every beat but that part like twelve times so we’ll see.
false ends up back in her homeworld, but fwhip and I think maybe shelby also end up there accidentally with her and also it turns out that false’s old world kind of sucks so they have to try to get fwhip and shelby home while false faces internal conflict over whether she stays in her homeworld or goes back to empires. this one relies on knowing a BIT more about false before I’m comfortable writing it though.
anyway I think those are all the main docket ideas for “next big thing second tries to write” but this guarantees none of them because, like, you never know if a new idea will take over my brain between now and november or anything else,
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Okay, I'm finally done with Pearl's Empires series and it's really evoking some emotions in me right now.
Not gonna lie, how she died was very sad. She died infront of Sausage and he can't do anything to save her as her empire was burning. They were best friends. She stuck out for him. She was fearless. She's been through a lot with him. She wanted to keep her pets and shiny goose safe. What did Lizzy mean by Golden Age???
Also,
I don't know if I could look at s2 the same way after this
GODDAMMIT I KINDA WANT TO WATCH SAUSAGE'S POV ALL BECAUSE OF THEIR BOND I CAN'T WITH THIS
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Daenerys Targaryen in Game of Thrones 3.03: “Walk of Punishment”
⇢There was the sound of indrawn breath from Jhiqui beside her. Kraznys smiled at his fellows. “Did I not tell you? Anything, she would give us.” Whitebeard stared in shocked disbelief. His hand trembled where it grasped the staff. “No.” He went to one knee before her. “Your Grace, I beg you, win your throne with dragons, not slaves. You must not do this thing—” “You must not presume to instruct me. Ser Jorah, remove Whitebeard from my presence.” Mormont seized the old man roughly by an elbow, yanked him back to his feet, and marched him out onto the terrace. “Tell the Good Masters I regret this interruption,” said Dany to the slave girl. “Tell them I await their answer.” She knew the answer, though; she could see it in the glitter of their eyes and the smiles they tried so hard to hide. Astapor had thousands of eunuchs, and even more slave boys waiting to be cut, but there were only three living dragons in all the great wide world. And the Ghiscari lust for dragons . How could they not? Five times had Old Ghis contended with Valyria when the world was young, and five times gone down to bleak defeat. For the Freehold had dragons, and the Empire had none. The oldest Grazdan stirred in his seat, and his pearls clacked together softly. “A dragon of our choice,” he said in a thin, hard voice. “The black one is largest and healthiest.” “His name is Drogon.” She nodded. “All your goods, save your crown and your queenly raiment, which we will allow you to keep. The three ships. And Drogon.” “Done,” she said, in the Common Tongue. “Done,” the old Grazdan answered in his thick Valyrian. The others echoed that old man of the pearl fringe. “Done,” the slave girl translated, “and done, and done, eight times done.” “The Unsullied will learn your savage tongue quick enough,” added Kraznys mo Nakloz, when all the arrangements had been made, “but until such time you will need a slave to speak to them. Take this one as our gift to you, a token of a bargain well struck.” “I shall,” said Dany. The slave girl rendered his words to her, and hers to him. If she had feelings about being given for a token, she took care not to let them show.
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