#the perimeter

[nebulaeyedfish]

GälveDocken. Is this anything?

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #gävle goat #galve goat #docm77 #grian #hc season 9 #the perimeter #fan art #nebulaeyedart #meme #illustration #this is dumb! merry Christmas eve!

[mcwhytubers]

I call this: How Many Bases Can I Fit Into The Perimeter With Minimal Overlap?

probably could fit even more but I’m lazy lol

base IDs under the cut

#hermitcraft #goodtimeswithscar #grian #docm77 #rendog #mumbo jumbo #zombiecleo #zedaph #the perimeter #scarland #xbcrafted #joehills

[avi-wings]

petition to let doc say fuck

#after everything that’s happened? he deserves it #hermitcraft #docm77 #the perimeter

[stroadkill]

Buttercup and Doc sketch I spruced up ft. Doc as a real huge goat

#the perimeter #docm77 #buttercup trio #hermitcraft season 9 #hermitcraft #mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft grian #gtwscar #stroadkillart

[hauntedbagelpizzacroissant]

Only on hermitcraft do you see such things

#the entire server joined to help poke the goat #even inactive members like iskall and stress (i think) #can't wait for doc's new episode where he nukes the entire server #hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 9 #hermitcraft season nine #docm77 #grian #mumbo jumbo #goodtimeswithscar #the perimeter #buttercup trio #mcyt

[foxxology]

Grind. Optimize. Automate. Together.

I have had so much brainrot over that Netherite breaking arrow.

#docm77 #docm77 fanart #hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 9 #the perimeter #hermitblr #hermitcraft fanart #mcyt #mcyt fanart #mcytblr #foxx art time

[asoftermcyt]

258 - out back is where the toes are

#docm77 #the perimeter #buttercup trio #hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 9 #hc s9 #hermitblr #asofterhermitcraft #asoftermcyt #asofterremix

[salemoleander]

In a time long gone, massive living tapestries of woven leaves and moss hung suspended from Ravager-sized chain links of copper. Foliage from numerous climates and biomes were carefully integrated to suggest images in tones of green. Some smaller plant banners- still larger than a house- had simple geometric patterns or the images of everyday life: tomatoes; pouring water; the sun overhead.

The largest wove images of those the Perimeter folk held dear. The Clockwork Butterfly, their delicate vine wings allowing light through: a being representing machinery, clarity of thought, and forgiveness. The Hive Queen and her stinging swarm, a reminder of the violent defense they could rouse if angered. And the Goat Father, wise and just, the revered creator of the cliffs encircling their home.

The tapestries were tended by gardeners who traveled up and down using elevator platforms, suspended on thin wires so as not to obstruct the view. On another wall of the Perimeter, bulkier versions of those platforms were used to bring lumber and trade goods down from the surface, and send metal and rock upwards.

Now, a millenium since the flood, many of the chains are oxidized to nothing. Some top bars and chains have been replaced by makeshift constructions of dull bones and brittle slate. Tapestries have fallen, or cant treacherously to the side.

A few remain - the largest tapestries are paradoxically the most whole. Cared for long after the fall by the dwindling remnants of the city, they are patchy and sparse in places, but still remarkably intact.

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I am not much of a visual artist, and so can't really draw what I'm picturing exists on the side of the Perimeter. So instead I wrote it out as a description! Obvs if anyone wants to take a stab at making it visual, feel free ❤️

#s9 #docm77 #the perimeter #doc #fic #salem fic #salem tag #i can picture it so clearly but I can't make it exist!!! #im probably gonna try anyways but i think my imagination and my artistic skills are simply not on par lol

[somber-soup-drinker]

I would like to say that the shit has hit the fan on the hermitcraft server, but let's be real, the shit hit the fan a long time ago. Now it's more like the entire digestive system has hit the category 5 hurricane.

#hermitcraft #docm77 #goodtimeswithscar #mumbo jumbo #grian #the buttercups #the perimeter #i am so excited. and also scared. to see where this goes

[belmarzi]

and thus marks the sheer amount of doc art i started posting for quite literally no reason. he's just fun to draw idk.

#hermitcraft fanart #hermitcraft #hermitcraft season nine #docm77 #docm77 fanart #the perimeter #the goat

[anachronistic-cat]

Okayyyy but like. The perimeter lore makes Doc's character even more interesting to me. Like. The goatmother stuff being created in previous seasons could be interpreted as him rediscovering the goddess of his ancestors, or maybe starting to be open about his worship with the other hermits. And him coming to and living in the perimeter. It turns season nine into a pilgrimage for Doc, rediscovering and revealing the holy site, the home, of his distant ancestors.

So much of the characterization of doc has him in opposition to gods, a godkiller, because of the thing with dinnerbone, but here we see that he has his own god. And it's so interesting to me.

The possibilities here, of religious!doc, fascinate me

#anachronistic chats #docm77 #hc s9 #hermitcraft #the goatmother #the perimeter

[deadweedart]

he's just a simple tomato farmer, there's nothing to look here.

#docm77 #hermitcraft #fanart #the perimeter #G.O.A.T. #mcyt

[foolofatook001]

aha this entry definitely isn't late haha

Day Five - Season 1 or 2/Echoes

cw visual and auditory hallucinatons, drowning, temporary character death

It began with the excavation of the Hall of GOAT, which, in hindsight, makes a lot of sense. Usually, of course, Doc isn’t really about archaeology, or historical preservation, or any of that sort of thing, but when there was this already-existing structure right in the area he’d plotted out as ideal for his Perimeter, and it had a very nice block palette, well— Hermitcraft has always been a place for trying new things. And he is all about trying new things. 

The further down he gets, digging out crumbling hallways and revealing copper piping, stumbling into overgrown caves that were once rooms that held the remains of some surprisingly complex machinery, the more curious he becomes. Who had lived here, long ago? There are other ruins on the server, but those are closer to spawn; this is a long way off from anything else. 

Most of the rooms have been fully dug out when he first begins to hear it. At first, he chalks it up to a draft, coming in through walls that had settled over the centuries, borne down by the weight of the land above. Just a whispering breeze, filtering down through cracks and empty pipes to echo around the empty halls of the building. 

Even after he finishes the reconstruction process, he can still hear it sometimes, when the hum of redstone isn’t filling his ears. He can never fully track it down; it starts to drive him mad. He takes to sleeping outside, just to get away from it. It is a blessed relief when the World Eater is finally finished; the constant pounding of the pistons and the continuous explosions as it chews away at the ground below it drowns out any kind of sound that might persist, and when he collapses into his bed on the nights when he finally gives in to sleep, his ears still ring from the TNT. 

But when the Perimeter has been blasted out, there is nothing to fill his ears anymore. And now he begins to notice, as he returns to his storage system to begin work on his farms, that there’s something new. Alongside the whispering breeze, there is now the steady dripping of water.

Doc cannot for the life of him figure out where the damn noise is coming from. He has gone over every length of pipe at least six times. There aren’t any water sources so near the Hall of GOAT that they would be affecting the build. And yet. It persists. 

It is also around this time that he starts hearing… footsteps. They are quiet. Subtle. But they are there, just a heartbeat’s delay behind his own. 

Doc disconnects and reboots his audio input on the cybernetic side, hoping that it’s just some glitch, or maybe even the start of hearing loss in the remaining organic ear (he may not have been wearing proper ear protection the whole time he was running the World Eater), but it has no effect: the footsteps return as soon as he begins walking again. 

It’s simultaneously better and worse when he’s out in the Perimeter. The footsteps disappear, which is a relief to his nerves, but the wind and water get louder. At least in the Perimeter he can pretend it is the rush of the air past him as he flies. 

He hasn’t told anyone, because whenever someone comes to see him in the Perimeter, they never mention any noise at all— in fact, most hermits make some comment about how eerily quiet it is, aside from the redstone— and despite his pursuit of answers, he is not sure he wants the fact that it is all in his head to be fully confirmed. And it is not so bad, after all. He almost gets used to it, after a point— after months of small, constant noise, quiet starts to feel alien. It is— not quite comfortable, still, but it is… tolerable. 

He draws a line at seeing things, however. 

At first it is shadows, walking through his redstone machinery like it is not there. They are tall, with what looks like horns protruding from their heads. They don’t interact with anything around them— including him. One day, he had turned back just to look over his shoulder down the hall as he climbed out of the TCG room and there had been a shadow behind him, its horns just a few inches from the ceiling, just like his always were. 

Its pace had precisely matched the footsteps that tapped softly in his ear.

He goes to his starter base-slash-shop back at spawn for a few days. For the first time, he can sleep in peace. Tension he did not even know he had been holding begins to drain away. 

It is finally, blessedly, quiet. 

Maybe, he thinks, I should just stay here for the season. 

But the Perimeter is his task to accomplish— his demon to conquer— and he has fought gods and spit in the face of every law that tries to govern the universe. He will not be defeated by a hole in the ground. 

He lands in the dead center of the Perimeter and is immediately sent to his knees by the roar of rushing water, deafening, louder than any TNT explosion or piston firing. He manages to look up and is frozen by the sight of a great wave bearing down on him, coming for him with a speed that he cannot even begin to calculate before it is upon him. 

He is tumbled head over heels, clawing desperately for the surface, but he can no longer tell which way is up, and his hastily snatched breath is running out. He knocks his head against something hard— a farm? The ground?— and a rush of air leaves his lungs, involuntarily. He knows, then, that it is over, but he keeps trying for the surface until the bright colors of oxygen deprivation start clouding his eyes, and his chest starts convulsing as the water gets into his lungs. 

[Docm77 fell out of the water.]

He wakes in his bed in his starter house at spawn, still choking on the feeling of water going down his throat. He gives himself ten minutes to recollect and re-arm himself, then heads back to the Perimeter, already afraid of what he will find when he returns. A flood like that could knock a number of his farms out of calibration, and would almost certainly wash away any exposed redstone. He has no idea where such a wave could have come from, but the damage will need to be repaired immediately. 

But when he looks over the edge, there is no water. All his farms appear— at first glance— to be in working order. When he swoops down lower to investigate, all his items are laying in a pile, perfectly dry.

When he picks them up, he hears the distant but still distinct sound of water, drip-drip-dripping from some invisible source.

also on ao3

#hermithorrorweek2023 #hermitcraft #docm77 #the perimeter #fool writes #fun fact the 'fell out of the water' death message only appears pre-1.16 and happens when a player dies to fall damage in water #which usually only happens in a specific and odd set of rather silly circumstances #but I felt as though it fit what was going on here #confession my outline for this one was just “perimeter's haunted”

[75th-hero]

Challenged myself by drawing everyone's favorite mad scientist goat man

#docm77 #hermitblr #hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 9 #redstone #the perimeter #my art #illustration #digital art #original art #commissions open

[srwbry-minecraft]

I like that the buttercups covered the perimeter by using the power of friendship

Fits their style y’know

#and also a lot of hours of dirt digging and placing #hermitcraft season 9 #hermitcraft grian #hermitcraft #hermitblr #hermitcraft s9 #hermitcraft season nine #hermitcraft mumbo #goodtimewithscar #gtwscar #gtws hermitcraft #mumbo jumbo #grian #the buttercups #the perimeter

[stargazostli]

Dystopian and/or post-apocalyptic AU where the perimeter is a city that Doc runs/ is in charge of and the buttercups are a group of rebels taking it on from the inside by planting and growing plants everywhere (also the city would look like the city from Stray cos i really like Stray’s visuals and why not?).

This anything for you?

(Edit: spelling correction)

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 9 #grian #mumbo jumbo #goodtimeswithscar #docm77 #buttercup trio #the perimeter #i have multiple pages of my sketch book dedicated to this