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#keepers of the secrets
mumblesplash · 5 months
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i say if you’re gonna have the mysterious entities speak in rhyme you might as well commit (EDIT: part 2!)
(posting an unprecedented Part 1 of At Least 3 bc i actually have the entire script and most of the storyboarding for this done already)
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isjasz · 5 months
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The condemned
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berrysquared · 5 months
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Alright then keep your secrets
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to-be-a-dreamer · 6 months
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Life SMP theorizing is so funny (/pos) to me because like. There’s not really a canon, per se, so what you’re really doing is proposing an addition to the fan-created lore. There’s some running bits and storylines but for the most part the players are just doing some fun goofs n’ gags and sometimes there’s dots to connect. If you wanna make a really complex theory about motives and corruption and such you totally CAN but the only people who’ll ever decide if you’re right or not are other people in the fandom and also Martyn InTheLittleWood
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starglowwos · 6 months
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is there any actual confirmation that the secret keeper assigns tasks randomly? because i'm not convinced
so—at the very least, the secret keeper knows who a task is being assigned to. we know this because tasks can involve specific other players. skizz needing to stay near gem, tango needing to get scar to talk about star wars, mumbo needing to become etho's best friend. if the secret keeper didn't know who they were giving a task to, someone could get a task involving themselves
but beyond that, the tasks still feel like they're personalized, to me
both grian and mumbo getting pun making tasks, when they're both essentially inseperable
grian needing to move front doors, when stealing them was his whole thing in hermitcraft season 7
martyn, the least confident in his building abilities on the server, getting a building task, and then needing to get it burnt down next session
both of scar's session one tasks being nickname related
mumbo needing to become best friends with etho when mumbo still fanboys over him
skizz needing to stay near specifically gem
bdubs, a builder, getting a task to build something incredibly uncomfortable
joel being the one to get the task to plug the life merch
...like. they just feel personalized. and i don't think it's ever been confirmed that they're randomly assigned. i'm not convinced they are
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eclipsedoodler · 6 months
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This feels familiar
Tiktok Stills under the break
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stiffyck · 4 months
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Very quick I literally can’t draw anymore I’m so shaken up DSKJVHSD
A little idea- what if the winner replaces the secret keeper? The stone statue at spawn suddenly has a face. A very familiar face.
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sourinksoda · 6 months
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Why is a hunk of rock occupying my brain so much rn
What if the secret keeper looked like the su temple doe,,,
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pinkflames · 6 months
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Gotta love the fandom not even waiting .5 seconds to watcher the secret keeper. Love that for us
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elekinetic · 1 year
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“mike comes out to lucas” “no will comes out to lucas” no mike AND will come out to lucas separately and lucas spends three months freaking the fuck out bc what the hell it’s not like he can tell anyone but he doesn’t know what to do with this information and he doesn’t want to out them to each other but literally what the fuck is he supposed to do
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sopuu · 4 months
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what a lonely victory.
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isjasz · 6 months
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[Day 136]
Greyout
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mochiwrites · 4 months
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I desperately need to do something with this secret life au I have bouncing around in my brain. so! snippet/warm up time.
( it’d be really cool if I got any asks about it. and maybe some reblogs 👉👈 )
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Grian’s wings flutter at his sides as he stands before the Secret Keeper. He feels his feathers ruffle with the wind as a breeze goes past, the wings at his head twitching. He’s oblivious to the world around him, eyes glued to the mossy rock formation in front of him. It’s a good thing it isn’t night, else Grian could be at risk of losing very precious hearts if a mob were to sneak up on him.
Though that isn’t something he has to worry about, not at the Secret Keeper statue.
He purses his lips, crossing his arms over his chest as his eyes practically burn holes into the statue. Or well, they probably would, if the statue were made from something flammable. He feels like he’s entered a staring contest with the Secret Keeper, a weird feeling for a lifeless statue.
Except this statue doesn’t feel very lifeless. It’s been making Grian a bit uneasy since the game began, leaving him to wonder if They did something to it.
There’s certainly something odd about the statue, Grian knows this for sure. He’s felt drawn to it since the game began, like it’s been calling to him. Whispering at him. He isn’t exactly the Listening type, it’s all lost on him. His Eyes don’t do him much either, unfortunately.
“What is it about you?” he muses, speaking to a statue that cannot speak back. He stares at its face, the wide eyes and curved mouth that seems frozen in a smirk. The hood looks like it’s been intricately cut out in the stone, like someone had been an agonizingly long time into making sure it was perfect.
This isn’t the first time Grian has done this, just stared up at the Secret Keeper. He can’t help it. The statue feels so familiar, like Grian has seen it somewhere before. No… maybe it’s more than that.
It’s like Grian knows this statue, the Secret Keeper. There’s this nagging feeling in the back of his mind, tugging on some part of him that he doesn’t have access to. It tugs on his soul, his very being and essence, and like being led by string, Grian finds himself back here every time.
He doesn’t understand.
Grian takes a step forward, and the hair on the back of his neck stands on end. The wings of his feathers fluff up. “Who are you to me?” he questions, desperate for some kind of answer. “Why do I feel like I know you?” It’s pointless, he knows. A statue isn’t going to suddenly start speaking to him. It’s inanimate. Stone. It will not answer. Yet Grian stubbornly asks his questions anyway.
He stares up at the statue, frustration dipping his brow as his lips tilt low.
“Whatcha doing?”
A startled squawk sounds from Grian as he turns around on his heel, brown eyes meeting blue. He finds the amused face of Martyn, forcing the avian to let out a breath.
“Martyn,” he sighs, “You can’t do that, man!”
Martyn immediately breaks into laughter, very clearly finding enjoyment from Grian’s reaction. “Sorry, sorry! You make it too easy dude. You’re even easier to sneak up on than Timmy is.”
Grian looks at him as if offended by the comment, “I’ll have you know that Tim is very easy to startle. You just sneak up on me when I’m deep in thought!”
“Too busy ogling the Secret Keeper to notice me sneakin’ up, huh?” Martyn retorts, lips curling into a slight smirk.
“I wasn’t ogling it!” Grian’s wings fan out, flapping slightly in agitation. “I was studying it!”
Martyn hums, not buying Grian’s excuse but not bothering to call him out on it. “And what were you ‘studying’ this time, Grian?”
He pauses now, steam being pushed out of him at Martyn’s question. His wings drop along with his shoulders as he lets out a quiet breath, turning his attention back to the statue. He doesn’t answer immediately, staring at it with a confused expression. “This might sound crazy but… does the Secret Keeper feel… familiar at all?” he slowly asks as he looks back to Martyn.
The man stares at him, looking absolutely lost, if a bit concerned. “You feeling alright dude? Or is this your task or something?”
“I’m perfectly fine, and no it’s not my task.” Grian frowns. “Can you just answer the question?” Thinly veiled patience is laced in his voice, something Martyn can pick out easily after having known Grian for so long.
“Alright, alright,” he sighs, directing his attention to the statue in front of them. He hums, narrowing his gaze slightly. “Nothin’ familiar about it I’m afraid. Creepy smile though.”
“Creepy?” Grian parrots, joining Martyn in looking at the statue. He frowns faintly, “I don’t know… I think it’s kinda nice. Cheeky. A bit silly, y’know? The smile of someone mischievous.”
Martyn turns to look back at Grian, eyes shining with soft concern, “Look, Grian, unless your task is to spend hours ogling this thing, you might wanna get a move on. We’re in a death game, remember?” His stare turns a little colder, harsher. “We’re not gonna be all buddy buddy for very long.”
Grian knows he’s right. There’s no point in wasting time trying to figure out a brain puzzle with no clues. He’s not focusing on what’s important (isn’t the important thing that missing piece? The fracture somewhere?) and it could cost him greatly. Except his eyes trail back to the Secret Keeper’s gray ones (he wonders what they’d look like if they were green), staring at them. It’s like those eyes stare right back at him.
He frowns before sighing. “Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s just hard not to be curious,” he weakly argues, shrugging. “I feel like I know him from someplace, except I don’t know where.”
Martyn is quiet for a moment, eyes faraway. “…I guess I get that,” he relents, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “Have fun with your stone Romeo. I’m gonna hit the road and get back to completing my task.”
Grian makes a spluttering sound at that, “S-Stone Romeo?! It’s nothing like that!”
( Above them, the Secret Keeper watches on in sadness. This feels like some kind of punishment. It’s agony, torture. It’s worse than hiding away in his valley all alone, wishing for friends. He wants to reach out. ‘I’m right here!’ He wishes to scream.
He Watches as Grian spares him one last glance, hesitation in his expression. He turns on his heel and walks away.
Scar wishes he could call for him.)
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Keeper of Secrets by https://twitter.com/WolfdawgArt/
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potatobugz · 10 months
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recently started watching craig of the creek again so here's these doodles i took the time to color 👍👍👍
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ohnonotthehorrors · 2 months
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I can't fully articulate it right now, but I always laugh at the Scar angst posts where he's trapped in the Secret Life server with the watchers/secret keepers. Cause like...
If there is anything, Anything, I know about Scar:
He's not trapped in there with them. They're trapped in there with HIM.
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