Chapter 2 Of The J Arc Is Out Except It's Way More Scuffed Because I Have No Idea How To Write.

Chapter 2 of the J arc is out except it's way more scuffed because I have no idea how to write.

ChAoS wAs iNfEcTeD

(I might need to rewrite it all after I'm done with the story lol)

Jirus Rewrite: Chapter 1

The avenue was dark, snow shadowed the streets as some streetlights illuminated the spots dimly. Vehicles were littered everywhere, dull colors were painted on them, being blanketed with the cold, white snow. A blonde ran across the lifeless street, eyes attentive to their surroundings as their body continued to run, dread filling them as yells of zombie-like species echoed across the whole carriageway. Tension high as the towering structures and cold atmosphere made them feel small and trapped, a fever dream, as they’d like to call it.

The bear hybrid twisted left and right, their legs were aching and their vision looked foggy, they were desperate for freedom, as the Jults wouldn’t leave them alone, and everything appeared unknown. They then soon stopped in their tracks, realizing they landed a dead-end. “Cornered…” They muttered, eyes wide as they heard the heavy footsteps getting louder. Their head spun all over the place, looking for something to hide, sweat came down like bullets, breathing unsteady as they stumbled.

They then braced their self for the inevitable, realizing they were cornered. They shut their eyes as they sighed heavily, breathing erratically as they shivered. Despite their remaining hope, they knew very deep down that there was no way out, so they sighed, again. Giving up.

Without knowing it, they felt something warm envelope their pelvis. They yelped, their eyes squeezing shut as they could feel the air crashing down on them. They opened their eyes, realizing they were in midair with their savior. Screams and yells were heard from below, their tone was fury, causing a shiver run down their spine.

The savior softly landed on top of a building, carrying the blonde in bridal style. The blonde in question blinked in surprise, looking at their savior with their wide obsidian eyes, jaw dropped as their ear twitched. The breeze overtook the awkward silence between them, forgetting the Jults who were just chasing the blonde.

“Uhm,” the bear hybrid scanned them, realizing their species, they raised a brow.

The savior looked to be an Arctic fox hybrid, their hair was white, reaching halfway through their chest area, and their skin was pale like snow. They had a dull blue scarf, a black shirt accompanied by a brown winter coat, they wore black ski pants, having no footwear because of their fox legs. They had fingerless gloves, holding their warm body tightly, “h-hello?” The bear greeted, waving a bit. The snows ear twitched, ocean eyes looking at the blonde's obsidian. “... Hi.”

The two creatures continued to look at each other, both interests filled them, the existence of the other made them be in apprehension. “I… My name’s uh, Uhm, Mystic, you?” The fox started, tilting their head, curious. The blonde perked up, blinking. “Oh! Uh, yeah, uhhhh,” they paused, “my name’s Goldy- no, Go- Golden. My name’s Golden.” They put off an awkward smile. “You, uh, you’re quite warm.” Golden chuckled, Mystic's face reddened a bit. “Wow, uh, thank you?” Golden giggled.

Mystic sighed, putting Golden down. The blonde stumbled a bit, then balanced themself. “So uh,” Mystic puffed their cheeks, “what now?” An awkward silence filled the spot again. Golden inhaled. “Now what…?” Mystic rubbed the back of their neck. “Maybe we can find my…” They paused. “My… Friends…” They said hesitantly, giving Golden an emotion of concern, brows knitting in confusion.

Mystic shook their head, determined eyes gazing back to Golden, a glint was seen in them, making Golden stare in awe. “They’re fine, I swear.” They muttered. “Let’s find them, Golden.” A determined smile formed on their face, offering their hands to them. Golden blinked, the highlight on their eyes glowing brighter. They nodded, taking Mystic's soft, pale hands.

They both gazed at the full moon in front of them, accompanied by stars and clouds, they held hands as determination filled their once, full of dread heart. Golden sucked in their breath, taking in the view. “Wow.” They murmured, eyes shining like the stars above. Mystic giggled at Goldens wonder.

(Send help)

I got ask gamed; List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ó ꒳ ò✿)

Someone's finally in my inbox:0

List 5 things that makes me happy? Ooooh,

So uh, 1 is most of the people I interact with in the internet>:D They're so cool!!!

2nd is uhhhh- Saying arson, but not doing it-(I have trauma with fire that I wasn't able to cook for myself until Grade 5:( )

3rd are my parents:D

4th is a bit of social interaction, though I notice that I get treated like a ghost sometimes:(

5th is having my personal space:3, I need time to process things alright!

I think that's all, ya

(though I won't continue the "last 10-" whatever I like social interaction but I have little to no social skills:'D)

You are unwell.

Tho CHAPTER 2 OF MOTHER SPORE IS OUT WOOOOO!

MOTHER SPORE

Part II

Thanks so much for the waiting! I know we kinda hype up the chapter too much but I hope it can live up to y'all guys expectations Once again thanks so much to maru for doing the flat colors and also for being an amazing writter and friend in general

I forgot I was the one who asked this not someone else lmao

everyone of Hermitcraft is human. All of them.

Pearl loves painting her face with a crescent moon, Cleo paints her WHOLE BODY??? And even Doc is human! Except he loves cosplaying alot, especially furrys. Jevins so good in also painting himself he almost looks like he's transparent(He's not your honor)

Grian and False loves keeping themselves busy by sewing or crafting, they both made avian wing prosthetics that looks so real! Grian crafts himself one every season.

Oh, and Scars scars aren't real, they're also painted-

X was given a helmet back then and he still wears them to this day!

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This is so me except instead of dimension-hopping it's my dreams

Why the heck is my mom dead and absolutely *rotting* on one of them???(I cried when I woke up help)

You’re a dimension-hopper, who can walk through parallel worlds like turning a corner. The increasing number of apocalyptic Earths is really starting to bother you, though