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vivitheanimaxen · 1 year
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Concept.
Characters A B and C etc. are Faeries where in the faerie realm the technology is modern day equivalent. I'm talking phones, electricity, the internet, the whole nine yards.
The human world, on the other hand, is in medival mincraft-y times. The fae can cross over to the human world and do rather frequently to screw with them. because fae. and mischief
Character D is a human who is quite traumatized and does not act like your typical person because of this.
The fae find character d and decide to take it in. however none of them know anything about humans and therefore they turn to human-pet careguides on faeriepedia and faetube.
The problem is, however. that the human they pick up does not act or react like a normal human should.
plot ensues.
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crafting-mojo · 15 days
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oh that's just my bird don't mind him anyways-
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mar-im-o · 2 years
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Okay so here's the interesting thing about c!scar from a disability studies perspective...
Social perceptions of disability is a cycle
It's really easy for us to fall in line with ideas of truth and reality which aren't really THERE. Notably, stereotyping.
Today, media is a HUGE part of that. We consume content, see stereotypes portrayed, then when we MAKE said content, portray the stereotypes ourselves.
And normally media is created in an echo chamber. One white guy pitches an idea, a table of nodders nod and say "hm yes of course i get it" and that's that
But when we move into media consumption in the forms of podcasts or minecraft where the media form itself isn't as solidified it gets INTERESTING
We get to see the cycle break
Because NOW the larger groups of individuals are helping design the media, not just a small group. An individual says "Grian's a parrot" and it bounces around hundreds, maybe thousands, of heads which ALL take it and ALL tweak it and make something new. There was no larger force establishing it. It was a group of individuals
Which is POWERFUL. Because it allows opinions and perceptions to be changed.
So THAT'S why I push so hard for people to represent c!Scar as a wheelchair user and disabled. Because up until now, the larger force of society has told us that disabled people are "tragedies, unappealing, pitiful, incapable, helpless" but now you have a character who is BADASS and a SLUT whose titties are OUT and who is doing awesome WATER CLUTCHES and ALSO he's disabled
Just as easily as a group can decide a couple of pixels are actually a trigger-happy scarlet macaw man with eye imagery, we can all decide to stop reinforcing stereotypes and just depict c!Scar as a disabled man!
So fuck it! Don't be a coward! Break the cycle and draw the man scitties out in a WHEELCHAIR
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solargeist · 2 months
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i love Her and think She should get to keep Her baby forever. like i think he should just never grow up. it's very rude of him to be anything other than Her baby when She is such a loving mother
SKSNSKSK right like 🙄🙄🙄how dare he break his mothers heart loLL
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chirrups · 2 years
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i know im late to this one but i just had to make some fanart for this is about a stuffed bird by @theminecraftbee  because it’s FANTASTIC. the characterization and subsequent dynamic of mumbo and evil x is just, i mean, i’d claw the walls of my enclosure for that, i really would. a HIGHLY recommended read if you haven’t already seen it yet, especially if you like apocalypse narratives or just enjoy your mumbos a little extra soggy.
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shadeswift99 · 2 years
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Anybody else notice how the Entity is getting not only more complex with every update, but also more and more alive? To the extent that it can now get up and walk? To the extent of implied organs, implied magic? And meanwhile, coincidentally, Grian seems to be losing his sense for his own durability. Stood right there and took a hit from a trident thrown straight up, expecting to live, but didn’t. The surprise in his voice when Keralis was able to take him out in one punch. Having less health than he expected to have is becoming a trend...except for that time in front of the Rift.
“...I didn’t die?”
You know. The last near-death incident before the over-estimations started happening.
Debt is a powerful, powerful thing. Perhaps the Rift, and the Entity it spawned, know that. Perhaps that loan of life to Grian was the permission they needed to start taking back their due - slowly, of course, so that he never quite notices.
Slowly, of course, one sip of life at a time, so that the thing at the other end of the straw can feed in steady peace. Because debt and deals might rule the eldritch, but equivalent exchange rules nature, and the Entity is above all else both. Life cannot simply spring from nothing, not without cause, not without fuel. Grian is the reservoir of life that the Entity is pulling from. As it grows, he depletes.
Maybe the Rift is a conduit, the pipe for the transfer to take place - or maybe it’s the mastermind, or an impassive observer, or hey, maybe it’s just a coincidental tear like any other tear. Randomness is a law of nature too. But the idea that the Entity’s growth will be capped by how much life and power is left to be pulled from Grian is terrifying in MULTIPLE ways and I’ll be turning it over in my brain for the rest of the day at least
#Grian#the Entity#Hermitcraft#''So did Grian completely forget about the cliffhanger from two episodes ago or did he just troll us all by not giving any answers?'#< sentences thought before disaster#the disaster being This Idea#listen#am I stringing together several unconnected coincidences that were almost certainly not intentionally implying anything? yes#should you be even a little bit surprised by that if you have been following this blog for more than a couple months? No#Absolutely The Fuck Not dlfkjsdls#I don't care if it's anything close to what's happening really but it's PLAUSIBLE and that's TERRIFYING#terrifying in the best way#because just. imagine#I'm not usually a non-human Grian headcanoner but ik a lot of people think he's got some vast wells of unused power#and just. the /consequences/ of some parasitic otherworldly Entity choosing that person out of everyone to feed on#could it smell the life that saturated Grian? the power? or was it just coincidence?#/how much bigger will it grow with that as a source to feed on?/#and in a non-magical Grian scenario it really only gets WORSE#because how long can one human being hold out as the sole source of nourishment for a Thing like that?#is it like a blood donation where the life it takes from Grian will regenerate slowly over time?#leaving him exhausted and weakened but too gradually to notice? just gradually enough to adapt to without thinking?#is that why the Entity is doing this slowly? as a strategy?#....will its patience for strategy run out as the end to its means draws near?#man. man. I love what Grian is doing this season#I've been too exhausted myself to have many writing ideas lately but this is giving me more than I've had in ages#oh ah. also#tw horror#tw parasite#ik there are some people squicked out by the Entity in general so let me know if I've missed any tags for that#but I personally am having the time of my life right now
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rosaacicularis · 2 years
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human!scar and alien!grian space au <3
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skneees · 2 years
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goodtimeswithscar design but i change his scars every time i draw him and THATS his inhuman quirk among the hermits. like everyone assumes he’s human and then one day boom. completely different scars. he’s like a spinda- all kinds of variations
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artbybrutus · 6 months
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Throwback to me not being able to draw humans and i wanted to draw Grian fanart so I used my furry skills
I should make a scar one and maybe mumbo because i love them three
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all54321 · 1 year
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Second full part written for this AU. This is currently in chronological order, but it probably won’t stay that way as there are plenty of inbetween and before scene I can write.
Here we see Grian actually sabotaging the HEP :)
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Grian walks up to the ‘secret’ lab of the HEP. The resistance knew of its existence for a long time now, it’s just been a little too guarded for them to take it down. Of course being able to access guard schedules and what’s being researched makes it a lot easier. It still took a lot of planning to figure out the best time to attack and how to do it.
Grian takes a deep breath as he walks up to the guard at the door, there’s a lot at stake here. “Hello!” He greets cheerily, reaching into his pocket, “I’m here to check in on how things are going.”
The guard looks at him in confusion, having had no idea he was coming, obviously. Before he can respond though, Grian pulls out a mushroom and shakes it in front of him, sending a cloud of spores directing into his face. While Grian is infectious himself, it’s no where near as fast acting as he needs it to be, thankfully there are plenty of mushrooms that do that job for him.
The guard coughs as he inhales the spores. His eyes go hazy, and he backs into the wall, slowly sliding to the ground. It won’t take long for him to fully succumb and join them.
Until then, Grian reaches down and plucks a keycard from him, giving him complete access to the facility. Or, more specifically, giving Father Spore complete access.
It doesn’t take long for him to arrive, grinning at Grian when he does, “excellent work!”
The avian mirrors it, swiping the card to unlock the door. He enters the building and gestures for Scar to follow. “This place is heavily ventilated, but it’s rather easy to shut that down if you know how to. And once we do, we’ll easily take over this whole place.”
“Lead the way, my songbird,” Scar replies, cheerful. Grian nods and begins leading the way, although they walk side by side. He can feel the spores that Scar naturally emits surround them, but the ventilation in the lab makes sure they don’t stick around for long.
They only have one incident on the way to the server room, running into a guard who was thankfully caught off guard enough by their presence that Scar easily sedates him.
Once inside the room, Grian immediately heads to the panel that controls most technical things in the building. For something so vital, it is criminally easy to shut it down, not that Grian is complaining.
He hands the keycard to Scar, “once I shut it down, they’ll notice quickly. I’ll stand guard outside once I do, incase they call for backup.”
Scar nods, giving Grian a chaste kiss before leaving. He flicks the final switch to shut the ventilation down, grinning when he hears the ventilators fall silent. Once they’re off, Grian goes over to the monitors on the far wall, showing all cameras in the building. He shuts them all down before deleting all footage of today. Scar doesn’t plan on letting HEP take this place back, but if they try to remotely access this footage… he’d be caught.
After ensuring that all incriminating evidence is gone, he leaves the room and then the building. When he leaves, he notices the guard stirring back into consciousness. Well, as conscious as sporelings like him can be. He’s extremely pale, with some purple crawling up his neck. His physical transformation isn’t completed yet, but it should be enough for him to listen.
Grian removes his gloves and crouches down in front of the guard. He tilts his chin up with two fingers until their eyes meet. “You’re gonna be our guard now,” he purrs lowly, “you won’t let any pesky HEP member back in here, alright?”
His eyes are completely fogged over, but he nods slowly. The guard slowly stands back up, returning to his post from before, but for them this time.
“Good little sporeling,” he coos, “gonna make Father proud?” From what Grian can feel from the hive mind connection, Scar will be very happy with what happened today.
Grian doesn’t truly expect anyone to come, Scar’s spores can be extremely potent when he chooses to, there won’t be time to call for backup. He still can’t be too careful though, this mission is extremely important.
It was approaching sunset when they first arrived at the lab, but it’s fully dark out when Scar exits the lab. His happiness is very palpable, although that can be the hive mind speaking, since it’s humming with excitement.
“Everything went smoothly,” Grian says more then asks, already able to tell how it went.
Scar nods, “they are all under my control and have received their assignments. The HEP won’t be getting this place back once everything is fully grown.”
“Which will take hours?”
“Less.” Scar closes the distance between them, cupping Grian’s face gently, “you did marvelously, songbird. I’m so proud of you.” He leans in close, their lips a hair’s breadth apart, purring quietly, “you deserve a reward.”
Grian shivers as he eyes flutter closed, leaning forwards and pressing their lips together.
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slashmagpie · 2 years
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Also since my Watcher post is officially uh Making Numbers I feel like I’m obligated to say that I actually do love a lot of the fanon around Watchers. Yes I have Takes™️ on how the Watchers are in canon but I do enjoy certain aspects of fanon a lot.
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theminecraftbee · 3 months
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"So, and I can't believe I have to be the guy to point this out," Doc starts hesitantly.
"Terrible start! Go on," Cleo says.
"But you seem to be one of the only sane people left right now," Doc continues.
"Even more terrible, although I appreciate your delusion," Cleo says.
"And I have to--you know, if you're going to make fun of me for bringing you a problem maybe I just won't. I can solve it myself. I basically solved the moon thing myself," Doc says. "I am trying to be responsible before this turns into a whole thing."
"Doc, you came to me. Did you want anything that wasn't me making fun of you? Because you know, if so, I really feel bad for you. I already feel bad enough for you that you think you actually managed to do anything at all about the moon thing."
Doc throws his hands up. "I am trying to warn you the ocean is evil! It's important! This is important!"
"The deep sea being evil isn't new," Cleo starts, "I was building Atlantis last season--"
"It sent, sent, salmon people to kill me!"
Cleo stops. They look Doc in the eyes. They search for any signs of deception at all. It's a little hard to tell, on account of Doc only having one eye even capable of expressiveness, and his face being the opposite of human, but...
"What?" Cleo says dumbly.
"It was like, like, Beef and Skizz, they were crazy! They were talking about a giant fish and how I shouldn't defy it. And I was like, what is a Big Salmon? I don't know, man, but they're ocean mobsters. And then I started looking. It's not just them. It's not just them Cleo, it's everyone. The ocean, man, it's evil, it's getting everyone. I've, I've made a list. Grian. Have you looked at Grian lately?"
"I think if we were worried about every time Grian got possessed then we wouldn't have any free time," Cleo says hesitantly.
"Right, right, but it was supposed to be Demise. The killing each other, all of the killing each other. I thought, oh, that'll get it out of their systems. But it's not just him Cleo! It's--have you seen Gem? She's all, oh, I will build a boat. Oh, I'll provoke the creatures of the deep. And then. Do you know what I saw all of Team ZITS doing? Fishing!"
"Doc," Cleo says, increasingly concerned for him. He looks... disheveled.
"And not just fishing, oh no. They were standing in the water fishing! And Pearl! Have I mentioned that Pearl is dressing up as a salmon? I mentioned that, yes? The salmon Pearl?"
"You hadn't, unless that was the big fish thing," Cleo says.
"No, that was something different, I think Pearl is maybe a different salmon."
"Sure, okay, more than one salmon, that makes sense," Cleo says dryly.
"And everyone, they are fishing each other around the ocean, yes? Etho is in the ocean! XB is in the ocean! I think I saw Joe crawl out of the ocean earlier, he was all wet and haunted! Surely that is a sign the ocean is evil."
"No, he's just like that," Cleo says. "Also, I did the fishing rod thing too. I think it's just... normal fun."
"They're getting you too. My assessment that you're the sane one. I've said too much."
"I think you need sleep," Cleo says. "Doc, there isn't an ocean-based conspiracy. It's the start of the season. You know we're just like this."
"That's the thing, I can't sleep," Doc says. "I can't. I sleep and I see it. I see it, lurking beneath the waves. It's calling for me Cleo. It's calling. And when it calls, it seems so--kind. But then. But then! I wake up, and I remember the shape of it, and..."
Doc shudders and stops talking. Cleo looks at him a moment longer and then, like comforting a nervous animal, takes his shoulder.
"You should take a nap. It's the start of the season. You're over-stressing yourself. Too much too fast?" they say, as soothingly as possible.
"It's coming for us," Doc says. "It's coming. I don't want to ignore it this time, yes? What's coming for us. We should--we should--"
"Even if it is, Doc, I don't think we can fight the ocean. Come on. Maybe sleeping in my base will help reset your brain."
Doc shudders, but lets Cleo guide him inside. They watch until at last he falls asleep fitfully before shaking their head and sighing.
"A giant fish that was trying to kill him. Honestly. I don't know where he gets these things from. Always a conspiracy with him..."
They decide to go to Ren. Ren knows how to humor Doc. Surely they can get in their ridiculous games again, and Doc will forget all about this. Doc would enjoy the Ministry of Ministries. Maybe he can be an anarchist or something. That would be good for him.
Doc cries out in his sleep. Cleo turns to him.
Then again, they have this strange sinking feeling in their stomach. Doc's... awfully worked up.
But it's Doc.
Surely it's nothing.
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tubbytarchia · 3 months
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Etho doodles in which I let my inner dinosaur nerd take over 😔 and also have no idea how to shade
Get it cause he's old and washed up haha... ok but actual raptor Etho hybrid justification below cut
To be honest the main reason was because I really wanted a hybrid in the mix who wasn't some furry creature and a reptile or amphibian or smth instead. Etho still ended up feathered but whatever it's close enough! But for ACTUAL reasoning:
He does feel damn ancient, like an old deity of the mcyt space that no one can dislike. Dinosaurs are the same!! They're old but still thought of with great fascination and fondness, everyone loves dinosaurs...
Dinosaurs are ever so mysterious, as many advancements as we make there's still so much we don't know. Just as we know jackshit about mister Kakashi skin man. Also, there are so many incomplete skeletons out there. I didn't have a particular species in mind for Etho, because where's the mystery in that? He can be one of those 5% skeleton 95% speculation dinosaurs like this guy!! Missing jaw and all
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"I'm a runner, not a protector" - so, a raptor, or more specifically the Dromaeosauridae family, which literally has "running/runner" in its name
But! I'm always a fan of stuff going against its nature, especially in this case! Etho states he's not a runner yet protects his allies rather fiercely even in total silence. Eg refusing to kill Cleo in SL or to give away Tango's location during the LimL manhunt, same for Grian in SL. He was a bit flaky in 3L I think? And he only started to have genuine care for allies in LL with Bdubs? Though he is still very much a runner in many cases like during the LL Wither fight. Research also strongly suggests that most if not all raptors were solitary hunters, and the way I see Etho (through my shamefully limited watchtime of his POVs...) he feels a lot like someone who ultimately only trusts himself at the start even if he's pleasant and allying with others, and doesn't seem to think he can carry his weight in groups though he doesn't voice this a lot. That's just how Etho is, very composed, but it feels like there's an insecurity there, showcased especially in SL but again I haven't seen almost any of his POVs in full so maybe I'm talking out of my ass!! Sorry ethogirls I'm only a sidegig ethogirl myself... But yeah tldr to me he gives off the vibe of an otherwise solitary animal struggling to find 100% sure footing in a pack. In whichever ways he does go against his nature, its not usually made a show of
At the mention of a raptor, a lot of people will probably think of the glamourized Jurassic Park Velociraptors. But those awesome guys from the movies are actually the size of chickens. In general though, dinosaurs tend to be a bit.. exaggerated in media, despite how inherently fascinating they already are. And I think it fits Etho because we all know how the Lifers seem to fear and mancrush on him when he's just some dork with perfect capability to become pathetic at a moment's notice. Still, he's a clearly skilled player and still respected without question Etho's not some killer machine like some people make dinosaurs out to be. He's just a fellow creature fulfilling his role in the ecosystem 👍
dinosaurs are cool
The hook-like sickle claws on the feet... something something fishing rod
I swear I'm not turning all my Lifers into hybrids I'm not!! Still plenty normal humans in the mix I swear....... But Etho is such a radical dude, I really wanted to do something more for him. The whole Kitsune thing that I often see associated with him is really cool. I don't actually know the reasoning for it but I assume something something naruto, but also, him being this ancient mythical cryptid who people know so little about, you know? It makes SO much sense. So anyway I turned him into a dinosaur instead rawr
As a herbivore advocate I also considered stuff like the triceratops (known for how they protect themselves and their own) but nah the raptor symbolism...
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solsays · 6 months
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Lifers x Crane Wives
I saw someone comment on a life series TikTok or something to try and pair all of the lifers to a crane wives song, without repeating songs. so obviously I spent an hour doing it
Grian—Tongues & Teeth (self explanatory if you’ve EVER heard this song)
Scar—Steady, Steady (this whole song is about how their partner is walking out but they still want to be “wild and free” which is just SO Scar coded)
Tango—Ancient History (he keeps teaming up with Skizz and I feel like this song vibes with that, it also just feels very Tango)
Skizz—Icarus (this man always gives himself up for his teammates I swear, and he fuels them to keep going. It also says “oh brother, brother” which feels like Skizz talking to any of his teammates to me)
Impulse—Allies or Enemies (Impulse has been very iffy on a lot of his alliances throughout the seasons, especially in third life and with the amount of playing all sides that man has done this songs feels right)
Cleo—The Glacier House (this. this is literally just her leaving Fairy Fort. The song is talking to/about her from probably Lizzie’s perspective, but like the last line is 100% as if Cleo was speaking)
Bdubs—Unraveling (Bdubs relies so heavily on his teammates, and when he doesn’t have that stability *cough* Etho *cough* he just kinda doesn’t know what to do so this song fits)
Mumbo—Keep You Safe (this man is by no means an aggressive/reckless player [see: Joel or Martyn] and he feels like he’s just here for the vibes and honestly? Love that for him. This song is about fear not keeping you safe and watching your friends run high risks, which just is very accurate to how Mumbo plays this series. I also feel like he could fit Rockslide when he goes red cause he goes from standstill to “drop dead sprint” in terms of aggression)
Lizzie—Shallow River/New Colors (Lizzie is the only one I put as two because both of these songs are just so fitting. Shallow river—“wasted all for the title, wasted all for the crown” reminds me of Lizzie trying to kill Scott and ending up dying herself instead. I also feel like parts of it could be dead Lizzie talking to Joel, the only person who is really mourning her. New Colors—“don't tell me that I can't, I need this“ and “I give up my air, to breathe” also feel very accurate with how she is trying so hard and just keeps failing )
Jimmy—Canary in a Coal Mine (no further context needed, we all know Timmy)
Scott—Little Soldiers (this is very flower husbands, but also just feels like Scott looking back on the last seasons including Pearl, Jimmy, Martyn, all his reluctant exes. Also this man is the watchers’ like least favorite person ever and this gives that vibe)
Pearl—Ribs (i changed this from New Discovery because Ribs is entirely about somewhat angrily protecting and helping yourself because nobody else would, and it really strikes me as Pearl with the some things having been good (Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss) and some being bad (divorce quartet))
BigB—Not the Ghost (this man is so incredibly odd, he just constantly feels like he is being haunted by the watchers and just going about his life, he is the human personification of gaslight and we love that for him)
Martyn—The Hand That Feeds (he HATES the watchers with every ounce of his being, and with Ren gone I think this guy’s only purpose is just to spite them)
Joel—Sleeping Giants (go listen to it. That’s all there is to it, it just feels very Joel-ish, this lad is absolutely fucking mental)
Ren—Once & for All (this song feels like war and being betrayed, and Ren has been betrayed so much so it just fits. I mean come on “my blood’s forever on your hands” tell me that isn’t 100% something Ren would say)
Gem—Show Your Fangs (Girlboss moment, we love Geminislay. This woman is not someone to be underestimated and this song very clearly says that so it’s very Gem in my head. She doesn’t have enough lore yet to make it angsty but ONE DAY)
Etho—Never Love An Anchor (I can’t explain it, this song just has Etho vibes. I mean “It’s a secret I keep tucked inside my chest” just seems very him, I can’t really tell you why)
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anony-mouse-writer · 3 months
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grian as the strange man who appears suddenly on gem’s dock with no explanation. no one knows who he is.
no one saw him arrive and he has no car.
he’s never bought anything from the store, and a few locals said they saw him simply cooking and eating the fish he catches on the spot.
the only belongings he seems to own are his fishing gear.
when asked where he lives, he points to the cliff. there is a tiny blue house there, balancing precariously on wooden stilts. the house has never been there and no one’s seen it before, but the local gas attendant pulled up a 40 year old photo of her grandma on the beach, and sure enough, the tiny house is there, a wee speck of color hanging like a barnacle on the cold, wet bluff.
the age of his mysterious little home aside, no one’s sure when he visits it. he’s at his little dock before the earliest ships cast out, and the sickly glow of his lantern can be seen long into the coldest of nights.
the man has pulled the strangest things from the ocean. fish, to be sure, but other, stranger things. lily pads, far from their native biomes. fishing poles, tattered and worn, of various makes and styles- some look positively ancient. boots. giant shells with twisted patterns to match no living thing. a genuine horse saddle once. bowls. a bone that looked just a bit like a human femur.
and books. perfect, unblemished books, nearly glowing with some kind of energy and filled with a script both unfamiliar and unsettling to see.
he opens them each with a breathless anticipation that tastes like brine or maybe tears.
but whatever he sees in them is not what he wants, and each book is tossed aside with resigned disgust and something like despair, before the weathered pole is taken up to cast a line to sea once more.
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silverskye13 · 11 months
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"So I'm about to say something really... Hmm... Weird," Joe said as he leaned against the building, arms crossed.
"Is that supposed to be news to me?" Cleo asked, rifling through her bag and pulling out two apples. She passed one to Joe, and he took it.
"If it were, I don't think we'd be friends."
"I figured."
"Anyway it's a little weirder than normal."
"I'll be the judge of that, I think."
Joe shrugged, took a bite of his apple and said, "So, one of the arguments against a benevolent God -- don't look at me like that I told you it was weird -- anyway, so, if God was so nice, would he have put a bomb in the Garden of Eden?"
Cleo blinked at Joe for a long moment.
"Sorry, I'll back up a little," Joe smiled apologetically. "How much do you know about human theology?"
"I've been human before Joe," Cleo glowered, pulling a knife from her pocket and cutting a small piece away from her apple. "That's just a really strong lead."
Joe shrugged. "Did you expect anything different?"
"No, it's just a little early for theology today."
"We can talk about something else, if you want."
A shout interrupted their conversation. Grian sprinted past, laughing maniacally and apologizing in the same breaths. Doc followed quickly after him, shouting curses and insults. Joe and Cleo both took contemplative bites of their apples and watched the two run.
"No, I want to see where this conversation is going," Cleo said finally, slicing another piece of her apple off.
"Okay, so, some people believe God is all-knowing, all-powerful, and also, all-benevolent," Joe continued, twisting his apple stem with every adjective. "But if He were all of those things, why would He make a bunch of curious humans, tell them they could touch everything except one specific big red button, and, knowing they would definitely press it, just sit back and watch?"
"I wasn't aware buttons and bombs existed at the same time as the Garden of Eden."
"One could argue the whole Soddom and Gammorah thing was bomb-like."
"That was definitely, definitely meteors, Joe."
"Also the bomb thing is an analogy, and you know it's an analogy."
"What are we analogy-ing?" Mumbo asked, flaring his elytra as he landed beside them.
Cleo pulled a third apple from her bag and passed it to him, "Pretty sure Joe is comparing you to God."
Mumbo took the apple, looking incredulous. He gave a laugh that was half nervous, half confused. "I-- well that's-- that's very flattering Joe. I didn't realize you thought so highly of me."
"You would think that," Cleo smirked, slicing off another piece of apple.
"What?"
"So the question stands," Joe continued as though neither of the interruptions took place. "If God is good, why did he put a big red button in the Garden of Eden?"
Mumbo opened his mouth, and then deciding he had no idea what this conversation was about, actually, he closed it again.
"Maybe God was feeling optimistic that day," Cleo offered. "Or maybe even gods need to screw around and find out sometimes. For instance, I know this apple is definitely going to rot in me later, but I'm also definitely still eating it."
"Fair point," Joe said, twisting off his apple stem and flicking it to the ground. "So maybe God can make mistakes, or He was curious, or there was something ineffable going on at the time. But if God did it twice," Joe gave Mumbo a sideways glance, "would that be screwed up or what?"
Mumbo opened his mouth again, closed it, opened it again.
"Mumbo a fly is going to buzz in there if you aren't careful," Cleo said.
"Okay, okay. I can see where -- okay. So, first off, I'm not God," Mumbo said, and then paused, because Scar was screaming and running past them now, followed shortly by Grian, who was followed shortly by Doc. Then he continued, "Also this isn't Eden."
"It's an analogy," Joe reminded him unhelpfully, smiling warmly.
"Also how was I supposed to know this would happen again?"
"That Grian would push a button, or that Grian would push a button specifically to mess with Doc?" Cleo asked innocently.
Mumbo opened and closed his mouth again eloquently.
"You've gotta admit, at this point it is starting to look intentional," Joe pointed out.
"What's starting to look intentional?" Jevin interrupted, landing amidst the group standing on the fringes of the shopping district. Cleo offered him another apple.
"A malevolent God," Joe answered.
"My button," Mumbo grumbled at the same time.
"The hubris of man," Cleo added, because it seemed relevant.
"I HAVE BEEN STANDING HERE FOR THIRTY-SIX HOURS GRIAN. THIRTY-SIX." Doc screamed, passing so close to the four onlookers in his chase, they could no longer talk over his yelling. "I WANT THAT CROWN IT BELONGS TO ME."
Grian slid across the grass, narrowly dodging Doc's thrown axe. He threw the gaudy purple crown he'd stolen to Scar, who sprinted off in another direction with it. Doc roared angrily, "I LET YOU TOO OFF EASY LAST TIME BUT NO MORE! I WILL RAIN TNT AND FIRE ON YOUR BASES! I WILL TEAR THEM APART BLOCK BY BLOCK I WILL--!"
"I'm sorry Doc!" Grian cackled, not sounding sorry at all, "It's just -- you're so fun to mess with!"
He and Scar spread their elytras and leaped into the sky, followed shortly by Doc, who was still shouting.
Jevin, Cleo and Joe all turned to look at Mumbo, who rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Okay so... Maybe it's possible, yes, I could have foreseen this happening," Mumbo said begrudgingly. "But I mean, it's not all that bad, is it?"
"We do have a lot of fun fighting wars," Jevin agreed, shoving his entire apple into his face. It hovered blue-tinted in his opaque slime for a moment before rapidly dissolving.
"You would, Jevin," Cleo smiled.
"Sleep with one eye open, Cleo," Jevin replied conversationally.
"Some of our best mini games came out of the Mycelium War," Joe observed, taking one more bite out of his apple.
Mumbo looked down at his apple contemplatively.
"So the question still stands," Cleo said, after a long pause had passed between them, "is Mumbo evil for inflicting The Button Game on us the first time, or the second time?"
Joe shrugged, "I think like all religion, the answer is subjective. Doc would argue yes. Grian would argue no."
"That wasn't a yes-or-no question," Jevin said.
"I would argue I'm still not God, so this is a terrible analogy, actually!" Mumbo shouted defensively, and then took a bite of his apple, closing the subject.
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