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Bdubs is the first to go, followed swiftly by Etho and Beef. The jungle is getting closer and closer. Growing closer and closer to the NHO base.
Doc is the only remaining member, but he refuses to leave. Never stoping his search for his friends, his pack.
The creeper scuttles around in search of the heart of the jungle.
Weeks pass then months, Doc’s mind to hazy from the loss of his pack to resist his instincts. This lasts until he bumps into a form in green armor.
“Oh my goodness me,” Xisuma gasps, “Doc, what are you doing?”
The Creeper makes a soft whine and falls into Xisuma’s hug.
“We need to leave,” Xisuma sighs, “I have all your stuff.”
Doc blinks up at him, and then back at the jungle.
“Come on,” Xisuma murmurs, “It’ll be ok.”
The world hop to season six results in a new hermit. Doc sticks with Xisuma for a few weeks, he’s in a Creeper based headspace and Xisuma doesn’t want to lose him somewhere.
The day Xisuma spots Doc in his lab coat again is a good one. Doc is talking again, still more Creeper like than normal but he’s getting there.
The first thing Doc does is make a drowned farm. In a Mesa biome.
He’s pretty quiet and sad until Ren pulls him into the Stock Exchange. The work is a good distraction. As well as a great source of diamonds.
Life is pretty smooth, until the move to new hermitvill.
Doc’s area 77 idea takes off and soon a hermit thought lost years ago stumbles through a portal. Keralis.
The bug eyed hermit; once freed from area77, builds a small house and pool.
A few weeks later Bdubs starts falling. Respawning over and over again. Until he falls in to Keralis’ pool.
The moment Doc hears of this he rushes over and hugs his pack mate.
“Doc?” Bdubs asks softly fingers runting though the soft moss covering the creeper.
“It’s me,” Doc hisses grabbing Bdubs’ face looking for scars or anything to tell him how he was hurt.
“You made it out,” He whispers, “Oh, Doc it was, it was horrible.”
Doc purrs softly and Brings him into a hug. Pulling back the moment he catches a sent of something, “You still smell like the jungle.”
Bdubs swallows hard, “Uh well, I-i was just ttraped there for a year, what did you think I would smell like.”
Doc narrows his eyes, “Fair.”
As the weeks pass Bdubs still smells like jungle and a few changes are becoming more and more obvious. The way he moves, he stretches as he walks, if he’s trying to reach something ever so slightly out of his reach he grows then shrinks back to his normal hight.
One of the most noticeable to Doc is his willingnes to bask. It started with him staying in the shade when Doc was Basking, but now, now he’s right with Doc. Splayed out soaking in the warm sunrays.
Doc is conserned but before he could voice them The server is reset and he’s picking sand out of his moss. Looking up he locks eyes with a red and back pair of missmatched eyes. Rushing forwards he tackles Etho down into the sand. Purring loudly.
“You’re alive,” He nearly sobs.
“You’re alive,” Etho parrots back.
Once there standing up Beef swoops them both up into his arms.
After a few minutes and a short speech from Xisuma the hermits set off to start on their bases.
Doc and Bdubs argue playfully about their houses and almost everything is back to normal.
Etho flat out refuses to remove his mask. He makes sure his body is covered as much as possible.
Beef acts normal but he always has sand and dirt shedding from his hair.
A few weeks pass and Doc calls them over to all go end busting together.
Elytra are gotten, shulkers are killed and more and more, loot gotten.
Its on the way back when disaster strikes. Bdubs falls to the ground as he withers, much like a plant. Doc rushes over to help as Etho collapses against a courus stalk gasping for breath. Doc looks over at Beef for help but instead finds him stairing at his hands in stunned silence, he’s crumbling.
Hissing in fear Doc puts everything in an ender chest paceing around his pack as they one by one respawn.
VintageBeef was slain but the jungle’s curse
Ethoslabs was slain but the jungle’s curse BdubbleO100 was slain but the jungle’s curse
DocM77 fell in the void
DocM77: X get them to the spawn room now
ImpulseSv: never seen that death message before
Once they are all gathered in the spawn room Doc gasp, Bdubs looks to be a mass of vines, Beef made of sand and dirt, and Etho looks to be a fish… needle like teeth and webbing between his fingers.
Spoting the damage Xisuma gasps and starts digging though their code.
“It’s a curse…”
They look down, it’s not good. Curses are not easily removed.
Doc throws himself into his work looking for a cure. For anything to help save his friends.
Time flyes by and before long it’s time to move worlds.
Season 8 stars normally two new hermits, but a few weeks pass and Bdubs runs to Doc with a new plant grasped in his hands. A spore blossom.
“Doc, look,” He gasps, holding his hand up. A normal, human hand no sign of green vines waiting to poke through his skin.
Hisssing surprised Doc grabs the flower, and sniffs at it before sneezing, “get more of these.”
“They cost money,” Bdubs grumbles, “Gem doesn’t sell these for free you know,” a moment later he’s bonked in the head by half a stack of diamonds.
As Bdubs runs back to Gem, Doc calls Beef and Etho over.
Touching the flower has the same same effect on the others as it did for Bdubs.
Once Bdubs gets back Doc puts the flowers in a grinder and once he has a paste he hums for a moment and calls Stress over.
The pair disappear to the back for a half an hour as they brew the potion. Stress hands them a icy cold potion, “Drink that for me?”
Etho nods and quickly downs the potion.
Shaking his head he groans, “That did something,” He grumbles.
“You look less fishy,” Doc grins and Bdubs and Beef drink their potions.
Calling Xisuma over for a quick code scan reveals the curse is gone. For good.