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You can choose what server you want to live in for how long you want when you feel ready to leave your home server. There's thousands of smps to pick, multiple doors to choose to start your new life and make a family of your own, build the most creative things. You can even make your own servers if you have the right keys, but only gods have those so you have a better time joining one and seeing how it goes. If you don’t like the server you joined you can leave and join a new one to fix the perfect world you want.
It was Quackitys first day on the origins server .
He opened his eyes, he was laying down on the wet forest and I was just ground. He feels the sun's warmth glowing on his skin. When he realized where he was his head started pounding.
This always happens when he goes to a new smp, it does this because you are literally getting your body ripped out of you then put back together.
He got up with a groan, he put his hand up to his head rubbing his thumb in circle movements. His eyes blinked a couple times before having clear vision
When he looked around he saw there were tall oak trees towering over him, but there were no trees in front of him, he was on the border of a long forest. He was lucky, when people spawn in the middle of a forste you normally can't get out. Anyways
Quackity stood up stretching his wings with his arms in the air
“Now it said that 14 people live on this side of the server…where is everyone?” he asks to himself
“I should probably find where they live before it turns night” and then he starts to walk.
The sky started to fade into purple and blue colors. It was absolutely beautiful, the most beautiful thing Quackity has ever seen in his life
He sat in a flower field far away from any trees. There were sheep eating the green grass in the distance.
He took a long deep breath in, closing his eyes softly. His raven hair waves slowly as the wind wanders throughout the world. He opened his eyes to watch the sun disappear behind the long grass.
His back fell into the white and blue flowers. He stares at the shining white lights in the sky, slowly falling into a calm soft sleep.
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The morning he wakes up to rain on his cheek. He smiles but then remembers he doesn't have any spare clothes to change to. He ran to the nearest forest but it was too late, all of his clothes were wet. His wings were too small the cover his whole body but he could cover his head
He groans where the hell are all these people anyways he thinks
they can't be any farther this
He shakes his whole body and wings to get rid of the water that soaked into his wings
Phantombur likes the rain. It's the only time he can go outside during daylight
He made his way into a dark oak forest by his cabin to make more materials for his new project
Phantom was chopping some wood when he heard some rustling to his side. He didn't think anything if it due to it raining, but then he heard a groan and swearing
He never heard the voice that was swearing to the left of him. He put away his axe in his inventory. He walks slowly around the trees to find this voice be heard
When he turned the corner. his eyes lit up.
The voice had long raven hair, his back worn bright gold wings. The man was wearing a long blue sweater that covered his hands. He was shorter than Phantombur
He has never seen this man before. He took a step forward. The shorter turned around fast almost scaring the phantom
"Hello..?"