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convexicalcrow · 8 days

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A wild 5am Porl appeared! O:

She's so pretty oml. <3 And she and Tilly come off the base too. I love her. <3

Box art under the cut for anyone interested.

#hermitcraft #pearlescentmoon #5am pearl #i love that the last message i got about this was in jan #when they were like #it's still in production it'll ship soon!#and then there was radio silence until an email arrived just now and there she was!#she's so nice tho #i love the pose #the face #the feel of the vinyl #i love that i can take her off the base

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convexicalcrow · 10 days

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Everything Beef just said vanished from her mind as she looked at the TCG card he'd just handed her. It was-

"M-you knew about her?" False said quietly. "I didn't tell anyone about her."

"I heard tales about her, and well, what other alter ego would you have wanted?" Beef said.

"Well, see, she's n- I mean, she is me, but she's- we're sisters, that's all," False said, trying to decide how much of the story to tell.

"Oh, I see. Still, who else would I have picked? I felt she deserved to be here, given what happened with the Rift," Beef said.

"No, no, I see that, I see why you picked her. I just- how did you know? You weren't there, right? You never met her," False said.

"Are you so sure about that?" Beef said.

His words sent a shiver down her spine. Suddenly the- well. Perhaps a lot of things started making sense.

"I-I gotta go, sorry, I'll - thanks for the cards, hey? I'll see you round," False said, tucking the cards into her pocket before flying off.

-

She didn't stop until she was a thousand blocks away. She buried herself into the side of a hill, set down a torch, and took out her card again. She-

She thought back to Demise. Thought about how the season started with death. Of joint caving adventures, of Demise turning the early game into a death game, how she somehow triumphed over everyone else and won, securing her joker permit that she hadn't used yet.

It's not that the energy felt weird this season, it's more- She was sure she'd left behind all of that stuff. All of her. Trapped in that world on her own, unable to get out. To find her again. Except.

Perhaps she'd seen some signs. Maybe she'd heard whispering about murder, maybe her dreams had been awful lately. Maybe- maybe it wasn't just because the rivers were haunted. Maybe she'd found her.

-

False avoided her base for days, thrown right back into the paranoia that engulfed her during Demise. She saw threats everywhere. Even Gem had noticed how jumpy she was whenever she stopped by her base. But that was the thing, she couldn't stay still, but she couldn't return. Who knew what she was seeing over there? What if she had a base there that False hadn't found yet. Maybe she was hiding out, preparing to take her revenge for trapping her in an empty world, for rejecting her so harshly and wiping her meories that she still found it hard to accept she'd done that.

But she'd had to! She was too dangerous! She'd kill all the other Hermits if she was left in contact with them.

"Are you so sure about that?"

Beef's words haunted her. She buried her head in her arms and hoped this nightmare would end.

She saw something moving at her base when she finally needed to return. Something under the big base, a shadowy figuer walking around between the pillars. False didn't dare approach. She busied herself with restocking her food and rockets, hoping to be out before she noticed.

False's problem was she was too anxious about the wrong thing. So as she shoved some golden carrots into her bag, she froze as she heard a door open behind her, and looked to see who had come in.

"Yep, I knew you'd come back eventually, you coward," her sister said. She drew her sword and walked towards her. "No chance of escaping me now."

False backed up. "No, no, look, I'm sorry, I-"

-

False sat on the bank of the river going by her house, washing her sword in the water. It was turning red and the salmon swiming there fled, leaving the water emty and barren. The rivers slooshed in her briefcase. She felt-

She didnt know how to feel, not really. Too many things at once, as might be expected when you come face to face witn your sister. Her memory's a bit off. It all felt like such a blur. The shouting, the running, the killing, the-

False concentrated on washing the sword, staring anywhere than at her own reflection. They reallly had looked so very alike, no wonder people got them confused. Not anymore, though. There was only one sister, only one False. No one would ever know the awful truth, or they'd kick her out as quick as they'd invited her. She sighed. The moon was bright tonight, reflecting on the water.

"The sky looks different tonight. I wonder why."

#morning reblog

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convexicalcrow · 11 days

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Everything Beef just said vanished from her mind as she looked at the TCG card he'd just handed her. It was-

"M-you knew about her?" False said quietly. "I didn't tell anyone about her."

"I heard tales about her, and well, what other alter ego would you have wanted?" Beef said.

"Well, see, she's n- I mean, she is me, but she's- we're sisters, that's all," False said, trying to decide how much of the story to tell.

"Oh, I see. Still, who else would I have picked? I felt she deserved to be here, given what happened with the Rift," Beef said.

"No, no, I see that, I see why you picked her. I just- how did you know? You weren't there, right? You never met her," False said.

"Are you so sure about that?" Beef said.

His words sent a shiver down her spine. Suddenly the- well. Perhaps a lot of things started making sense.

"I-I gotta go, sorry, I'll - thanks for the cards, hey? I'll see you round," False said, tucking the cards into her pocket before flying off.

-

She didn't stop until she was a thousand blocks away. She buried herself into the side of a hill, set down a torch, and took out her card again. She-

She thought back to Demise. Thought about how the season started with death. Of joint caving adventures, of Demise turning the early game into a death game, how she somehow triumphed over everyone else and won, securing her joker permit that she hadn't used yet.

It's not that the energy felt weird this season, it's more- She was sure she'd left behind all of that stuff. All of her. Trapped in that world on her own, unable to get out. To find her again. Except.

Perhaps she'd seen some signs. Maybe she'd heard whispering about murder, maybe her dreams had been awful lately. Maybe- maybe it wasn't just because the rivers were haunted. Maybe she'd found her.

-

False avoided her base for days, thrown right back into the paranoia that engulfed her during Demise. She saw threats everywhere. Even Gem had noticed how jumpy she was whenever she stopped by her base. But that was the thing, she couldn't stay still, but she couldn't return. Who knew what she was seeing over there? What if she had a base there that False hadn't found yet. Maybe she was hiding out, preparing to take her revenge for trapping her in an empty world, for rejecting her so harshly and wiping her meories that she still found it hard to accept she'd done that.

But she'd had to! She was too dangerous! She'd kill all the other Hermits if she was left in contact with them.

"Are you so sure about that?"

Beef's words haunted her. She buried her head in her arms and hoped this nightmare would end.

She saw something moving at her base when she finally needed to return. Something under the big base, a shadowy figuer walking around between the pillars. False didn't dare approach. She busied herself with restocking her food and rockets, hoping to be out before she noticed.

False's problem was she was too anxious about the wrong thing. So as she shoved some golden carrots into her bag, she froze as she heard a door open behind her, and looked to see who had come in.

"Yep, I knew you'd come back eventually, you coward," her sister said. She drew her sword and walked towards her. "No chance of escaping me now."

False backed up. "No, no, look, I'm sorry, I-"

-

False sat on the bank of the river going by her house, washing her sword in the water. It was turning red and the salmon swiming there fled, leaving the water emty and barren. The rivers slooshed in her briefcase. She felt-

She didnt know how to feel, not really. Too many things at once, as might be expected when you come face to face witn your sister. Her memory's a bit off. It all felt like such a blur. The shouting, the running, the killing, the-

False concentrated on washing the sword, staring anywhere than at her own reflection. They reallly had looked so very alike, no wonder people got them confused. Not anymore, though. There was only one sister, only one False. No one would ever know the awful truth, or they'd kick her out as quick as they'd invited her. She sighed. The moon was bright tonight, reflecting on the water.

"The sky looks different tonight. I wonder why."

#hermitcraft #hermitfic #fanfic #falsesymmetry #vintagebeef #hc x esmp #hc!false #e!false #mild spoilers for Beef's latest ep #if you haven't seen the tcg news yet

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convexicalcrow · 11 days

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like I was Gonna write some False/Gem/Cub skulk fic thingie tonight, but now I've got other False ideas clawing at my brain oml.

I'm only 10 mins into Beef's new ep and already have angsty False fic ideas oml >.<

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convexicalcrow · 11 days

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I'm only 10 mins into Beef's new ep and already have angsty False fic ideas oml >.<

#hermitcraft #empires smp #vintagebeef #falsesymmetry #spoilers #hc x esmp #hc!false #e!false #crossover my beloved #how i miss you

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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The first thing to hit Cub was a terrible headache. Last thing he remembered was... Actually, he couldn't remember. There had been endless desert for what felt like weeks. Months, perhaps. Too long. He felt a soft voice on the edge of his mind, but couldn't decipher the words. Everything felt heavy. His body was stiff, unwilling to move.

-

Someone was holding his hand. He could feel the soft way their fingers were brushing his skin. There was. A strange silence around him. Perhaps he breathed.

"Scar?"

Cub wasn't sure he'd spoken; his throat felt dry and raw, like he hadn't had anything to drink for weeks. Had he even spoken, or was his voice simply in his mind?

"Your friend is safe, as are you. You are amongst friends."

The reply came from an unfamiliar voice, but he understood the words, so he was clearly amongst his own people. An adult was speaking, he could tell by the way he spoke. Perhaps he'd gone home at last. Maybe that's what had happened.

"Home?" Cub asked hopefully.

"No, this is not Tawy. But it is still home," the voice said. "Here, drink, you are very lucky to be alive."

Cub opened his eyes as a hand cupped the back of his head gently, lifting him up into a slight sitting position as a bowl was pressed to his lips. "Healing?"

"Healing," the man said.

"Healing," Cub said, and drank the potion.

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The room he was in was like a dark cave, now that he could look around it. Soft, low lighting, and a warm fire that was tended to by healers. Cub was still lying down, but he'd seen Scar lying beside him and that had allayed all his fears. As long as he had Scar, he was fine. Jellie, too, was fine, having curled up beside Scar and not moved save to take some small scraps of meat for food.

The ceiling, as much as you could call it that, was painted with white spots like stars. He'd counted them all by now. There were one thousand, seven hundred, and fifty eight of them. He hadn't been told much about where he was, just that he was safe. He suspected they were being taken care of here until they were well enough to take in more information.

Certainly, some of the people he'd seen were not Tamari. They wore strange clothes, spoke in strange languages. Perhaps they were Tjehenu tribes. Though why Tjehenu were sheltering Tamari, Cub didn't know. It all felt too strange to him.

-

"I keep thinking about them. I keep seeing them as I stare at the stars up there," Cub murmured, lying close to Scar as they tried to sleep.

"Well, that's fair. That's where they're meant to be, right? They live in the sky?" Scar said.

"Do you think so? I hope they're up there. Sometimes I dream that they're lost in the Lake of Fire, and all I can hear are their screams," Cub said.

Scar brought him into his arms. "No, that's just bad dreams. Don't think on it, okay? It means nothing."

"Really? I heard that's like, a sign of bad things, though. From the dream books," Cub said.

"It can be, sure. But I think you two have just been through a lot, and perhaps that's just coming through in your dreams."

Cub and Scar sat up to see one of the Tameri healers come and sit beside them. They'd learned his name was Ahmose. "You think so?"

Ahmose nodded. "We know about the war. We escaped it too. It has taken a toll on all of us. I can't imagine what it does to the mind of a child."

Cub clung to Scar, fighting back his emotions. No. He wouldn't fall apart. No. He wouldn't cry. He was strong! Like his father!

"We have been wandering for maybe a year, all alone. It's not been easy," Scar said quietly. "His father told me to leave, to take him with me and get out of Tawy."

"I think you two need to stay with us for a while. We can give you a home here. Will it be the same kind of home as Tawy? No. But while we live, the Netjeru still live. You are here because you still live," Ahmose said.

"Did the camel make it, by the way?" Scar said.

"Safe and sound, and very well fed now. All your possessions have been kept safe. They will be returned to you when you have recovered," Ahmose said.

"Thank you. That camel is the reason we are alive," Scar said.

"I had gathered that. The women hunters here found you and your camel and brought you here. The desert has spared you," Ahmose said.

"Thank you," Cub said, turning to look at him. He still felt a huge weight in his chest, but the grief had subsided with Scar's touch. Perhaps one day he'll open that wound, but not today, not today.

#hermitcraft #hermitfic #fanfic #the lost prince au #convex #cubfan135 #gtwscar #this is when they're still kids #about a year or so after they left egypt #second attempt at this idea and i think this one is better tbh #still a bit of a draft but it's something to work from later

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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Hermit-a-day: Day 2 - XisumaVoid

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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iskall's stream going fucking insane

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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Someone please save gem

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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currently intrigued by the idea of cub missing a part of his soul. that's why he gets possessed so easily, things just kinda latch onto him to fill the empty space. nothing is ever a perfect fit though, but that's fine, he doesn't really mind

#still thinking about this ngl

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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the permit office should've hired this guy he would've fit perfectly

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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LETS GO PINK PARROTS!!!!

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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afternoon fishtalk

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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no guys c'mon there's absolutely nothing wrong with the wheat field it's all totally normal guys don't even worry about it

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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Day 5 of HADM; Tinfoilchef! I decided he deserved at least a quick colored doodle in his honor this May, and perhaps I’ll do this sorta thing for every Sunday prompt. Not sure yet we’ll have to see

Rip TFC <3

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convexicalcrow · 16 days

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