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sgorbyx · 1 year

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The c(l)ockers

#limited life #limited life smp #life series #gtws fanart #goodtimeswithscar fanart #goodtimeswithscar #zombiecleo #zombiecleo fanart #limited life bdubs #limited life cleo #limited life clockers #bdubs #I love them sm

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floweroflaurelin · 1 year

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You have to wreck everything, don’t you, son?

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A photo taken during session 6, later found kept within the inner pocket of Etho’s vest.

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lukasspookas · 8 months

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Sorry it’s been a while i’ve had shit going on. anyways been watching that bdubs Limited Life 12 hour video and i am LIVING for the divorced family dynamic.

#my art #lukasspookas #mcyt #limited life #the clockers #goodtimeswithscar #life series #ethoslab #etho #zombiecleo #bdoubleo100 #bdubs #limited life bdubs #limited life cleo #limited life etho #limited life scar #limited life clockers #hermitcraft

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lolli-popples · 9 months

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I made a fusion of all three Clockers! I decided to lean hard into the 70′s-80′s vibe Cleo and Scar’s skins had during Limited Life, and honestly, it kinda slaps.

Reference, Color guide, and Face shot below.

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mashedmangos · 11 months

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These two make me giggle

#limited life #zombiecleo #limited life cleo #ethoslab #limited life etho #the clockers #idk whst this duo is called #mother cleo #divorced dad etho

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zombiepatch · 1 year

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first take at a limited life cleo outfit design :] will probably change as i keep playing w/ it (i already can’t decide on shorts or not lol) but! in terms of the color scheme i’d like to stick with this.. it’s still colorful while being more... old timey clock themed, yknow??

#miles art #limited life #zombiecleo #zombie cleo #limited life cleo

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entityredacted · 1 year

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Whenever Cleo decides to be threatening it adds 7 years to my life

Reblogs appreciated

#mcyt #my art <3 #limited life smp #limited life #traffic smp #trafficblr #zombie cleo #jimmy solidarity #solidaritygaming #limited life cleo #limited life jimmy

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you-just-got-wormed · 1 year

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this is how the episode went right?

#limited life smp #trafficblr #limited life bdubs #limited life scar #limited life cleo #zombiecleo #zombie cleo #last life cleo #bdoubleo100 #bdubs my beloved #goodtimeswithscar #cleos pov was such a gift #bdubs and scar may literally be my favourite duo

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caroline-bunny · 4 months

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that's all, folks!

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flashliiqhts · 1 year

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A family dinner

#limited life #limited life smp #lilismp #24smp #trafficblr #limited life cleo #zombie cleo #kind of #geminitay #ethoslab #limited life etho #my art

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cuppahoney · 11 months

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she was too good for etho she could literally crush his skull with one fist 🫡

#anyways #shes incredible she is the moment #mountain of a person i love her (i hc her as being buff 🫡)#mcyt #mcyt fanart #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #traffic smp #trafficblr #traffic smp fanart #limited life smp #llsmp #llsmp fanart #limited life cleo #limited life clockers #zombiecleo #zombiecleo fanart #zombie cleo #hc cleo

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lolli-popples · 8 months

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I decided that Unakite needs better shoes, so now they have clock rollerblades.

Ngl I love doing poses of them it is *vibes only*

As always, shout out to @chrisrin for making this amazing AU and the designs this fusion is based on.

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aveliney · 1 year

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#(dont mind the infant bdubs having a full head of hair)#limited life #bdubs fanart #zombie cleo #bdoubleo100 #goodtimeswithscar #limited life family #limited life the family #limited life bdubs #limited life cleo #limited life zombiecleo #limited life scar #limited life etho #ethoslab #i love them

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stellocchia · 1 year

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A few boogeymen I'd like to see this season:

Cleo. She hasn't been a boogeyman ever before and I think she'd enjoy a new type of arson. Also Bdubs and Scar should have their banners ready to cheer properly this time around.

Joel. I need another cringefail compilation. Please.

Skizz. I mean, he's going to be yellow soon and have a free license to murder, but he deserves to murder more after that first episode.

Jimmy. I really need that cringefail compilation, you guys don't understand.

Pearl. Just because she's absolutely terrifying and one of the few really competent boogeymen. Remember the trap room she made in Last Life? Remember how cool it was? Yeah. Love Pearl as boogeyman...

Tango. Not one trap worked for this man in his life. I love him. I wanna see him fail in increasingly elaborate ways

#limited life smp #24lsmp #limlife #liml smp #one of those is bound to be the right tag #trafficblr #traffic series #limited life cleo #limited life joel #limited life skizz #limited life jimmy #limited life pearl #limited life tango #zombiecleo #joel smallishbeans #skizzleman #jimmy solidarity #pearlescentmoon #tangotek

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scatterbrainedart · 1 year

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The Limited Life family tree is rapidly growing, NO ONE IS SAFE

(check the tags for updated versions. I am committed to this now)

#limited life spoilers #when the family is being found #and I haven’t even watched the nosy neighbours mean gills or TIES povs yet #but the clockers and bad boys sure do be living their best domestic lives #????#limited life #limited life bad boys #limited life clockers #limited life Grian #limited life scar #limited life Cleo #limited life bdubs #limited life etho #limited life jimmy #limited life joel #scatterbrained rambles

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simple-seranade · 1 year

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Repair My Broken Gears

Something is wrong with Scar. Cleo regrets signing up for this.

(That’s a lie. They’re terrified what would have been if they hadn’t.)

CW: loneliness, arguing? that’s about it

in which sera takes a single line of dialogue scar had about knowing loneliness and runs with it

(also i was thinking of @stiffyck the entire time i was writing this so like. sorry if this tag is unwanted lol)

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Look, Cleo isn’t worried. She isn’t. She isn’t.

But-

It’s just-

She sighs, running a hand through their tangled orange hair as they watch Bdubs and Scar bicker and laugh by the animals.

It’s something about the way Scar seems so insistent on finding a way to be useful. How he makes off-handed comments about knowing what it’s like to be alone, accompanied by a flippant laugh that does nothing to quell the small pit that grows in Cleo’s stomach at the words. How his face will fall for a split second when Cleo jokes not to call them “mom” before bouncing back to that damn grin of his. How that grin becomes so much more real when she does something as simple as toss him some food or ruffle his hair.

So no, Cleo isn’t worried. Just… healthily concerned.

They can practically hear Joe lecturing them about emotional awareness. He is so lucky he doesn’t come to these things, otherwise she would be whittling his clock down without a second thought.

A shout rings out across entertainment mountain, and Cleo sees Scar holding Bdubs’ clock- the one Impulse gave him, not his countdown- above his head, well out of the shorter man’s reach. As Bdubs lets out a string of words that sound way cruder than they actually are, she sighs. She should probably go stop them before one of them falls off of the mountain. Again.

Void, she really did just pick two idiots to team with, didn’t she?

Still, as she approaches the two men, she can’t find it in her to regret it.

“Scar! Bdubs!”

Their gazes snap towards her, eyes wide. Bdubs is the first to start talking.

“Mom-“

“Not your mom.”

“-he took my clock!”

Scar quickly stuffs his hands in his pockets, trying and failing to look nonchalant. “What? No I didn’t!”

Cleo raises an eyebrow at him.

“… ok, I did, but he started it!”

“I DID NOT!” Bdubs tugs on Scar’s arm, trying to get his hand- and subsequently, the shorter man’s clock- out of his pocket. This, to no one’s surprise, does not work, mostly because Scar is a good foot and a half taller than Bdubs. This does not stop him from trying.

This also does not stop them from bickering with steadily increasing volume.

“Hey, hey, hands off the merchandise, Bdubs!”

“I put my hands where I darn well please! You keep your hands off my stuff!”

“I don’t have your stuff!”

“Bullcrap! I see it in your pocket!”

“I have no idea what you're talking about.”

“Jeez! If I had known I’d be getting conned with my own schtuff I’d have had second thoughts about this team-up!”

It’s almost unnoticeable, so quick that Cleo can almost convince herself she imagined it. But, for a split second, Scar flinches.

“I- Well, it’s what I do, Bdubs!”

“You con and lie and bully! This is bullying!”

Void, Cleo does not get paid enough for this.

“BOYS!”

The two men freeze in their tracks.

“Scar, give Bdubs his clock back. Bdubs, apologize for yelling- actually, wait, both of you apologize for yelling.” They cross their arms, staring the men down.

Bdubs sputters. “What- no, I’m not apologizing, why wou-“

He’s cut short by a soft clinking sound. With wide eyes, he looks between his hands, where his golden clock now sits, and Scar, whose gaze is fixed firmly on the ground as he turns away.

“Sorry, Bdubs. I’ll just- yeah. You’re good. Sorry.”

“I- sorry, Scar, I shouldn’t have-“

“No, no, you’re fine! You can just- you stay here with Mo- Cleo, I’m gonna go get- get some air.”

“Scar, wait-“

Bdubs’ words fall on deaf ears as Scar hops off the rocks, towards the base of the mountain. He turns to Cleo, brow furrowed. “Was it something I said? Did I-“

“I don’t know, Bdubs.” The pit in her stomach is back, gnawing and twisting as she stares at the spot where Scar just was.

“… what do we do?” His voice is quiet, so unlike how it normally sounds. It makes Cleo want to shake him until he’s back to his usual self.

“We don’t do anything.” She sighs, turning to face her friend. “You go ahead and get some rest. I’ll talk to him.”

“But-!”

“No buts.”

Bdubs sags, his shoulders slouching considerably. Cleo reaches forward, laying a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, Bdubs.” She waits until he looks up, meeting their eyes. “It’ll be ok, alright?”

Bdubs pauses before nodding hastily. “Of course, of course- I- I have no doubt. The great Bdubs just- just needs to go get some sleep.”

“You go do that.” They squeeze his shoulder one last time before letting go, turning towards the edge of the mountain.

“Goodnight Mom!”

“I will stab you in your sleep!” She tosses over her shoulder as she carefully slips down, doing her best to take minimal fall damage.

Scar is… much farther down than they expected. It takes a good minute of scaling down to finally see him, walking around with a frantic fervor and muttering under his breath. The words become clearer as they approach, and with them, so does the anxious feeling creeping in her mind.

“… can’t go back up to the chests. There goes my chance at a monopoly. Still, it’s between that or them being mad at me for taking stuff and then-“

“Scar?”

The man freezes in his tracks. Cleo takes a step closer.

“Scar, what was that up there for?” She tries to keep her words from being cruel, but receives a flinch nonetheless. She’s not sure how she expects him to respond, but…

“Sorry, I’m leaving. It- It’ll not happen again, no need to worry!” The upbeat tone has no place with the shaky voice and trembling hands accompanying it as he begins pacing again.

“You know Bdubs wasn’t actually that mad about the clock, he’s just like that-“

“No, no, he had every right to be, right? I was being a bad teammate. But- but don’t worry, I am getting out of your hair-!”

“Scar.”

Silence.

“You don’t have to leave.”

“But I do!” He faces them now, finally faces them, but they almost wish he hadn’t. His face is still in that wide smile, bright as the sun, even as tears run down his cheeks. “That’s how this works, right? Scar’s alone! Again! All he does is lie and cheat, he doesn’t care. Just betray him! You mean nothing to him anyways!” His chest heaves with unshed sobs, and his eyes are screwed shut.

“It’s not like I can bring anything else to the team,” he continues. “After all, I die and I die and I die, I die and try to make stupid deals that only an idiot would take! Which makes me the biggest idiot of all, right? I-“

No one knows what he was going to say next, because in the same moment, a pair of arms wraps around him impossibly tight. He can’t stifle the gasp that escapes him at the contact, the warm warm warmth that enveloped him as Cleo squeezes, making his ribs creak and his heart swell. His tongue feels useless in his mouth, any words he could say stopped up in his throat.

“Scar, I want you to listen to me.” Cleo murmurs, not letting go. “We don’t want you here because you’re useful, or pity, or any of that. We want you here for you.”

He tries to talk, void he tries, but all that escapes his lips is a high-pitched keen. Cleo- beautiful, crazy, kind Cleo- simply hugs him tighter, rubbing a hand on his back so firmly and gently that it makes his heart ache.

“It’s ok, it’s ok. Let it out. We don’t want you to leave, the exact opposite.” She leans forward, resting her forehead on his. “We love you, Scar. We don’t want you to be alone.”

That’s all it takes for the dam to break.

Three games’ worth of pent-up sobs echo through the landscape as Scar sags, crying into Cleo’s shoulder. They hold him up, carding their fingers through his tangled hair. She doesn’t speak, but she doesn’t need to, because her arms are around Scar and she’s here and she isn’t leaving-

He doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve this, how he’s atoned for all his sins enough that he has Bdubs to tackle him in excitement when Cleo leads him back to their home. He doesn’t think he’s done enough to warrant one person being stuck with him in one of these horrid games, especially two people.

He doesn’t want to let it go, though.

The universe ticks down. Their lives lose length with every passing second they spend like this.

But they aren’t alone, none of them, and they won’t be again.

(And if Cleo doesn’t chastise Scar the next time he calls her Mom? Well, nobody needs to know that.)

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