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Mumbo was twiddling his fingers.
Now this wasn’t a new thing, Mumbo wasn’t the most still person in existence. The thing is, this was his nervous twiddle as opposed to his regular fidgeting. Which explains the raised eyebrow Grian was giving him across the table.
The two of them were currently attending the latest hermit meeting. Everyone discussed base and shop placement, planned leave, assistance needed, and anything else important to bring up. They were overall pretty boring but necessary. What they usually weren’t, was anxiety inducing.
Mumbo tried to communicate with a subtle head movement that he was fine. The avian seemed unconvinced. Mumbo kept fidgeting. Until Xisuma was gesturing to him and, oh void Xisuma was gesturing to him that means it’s his turn to talk he should probably start talking now maybe he should stand up a -
“Mumbo?” The admin asked patiently.
“Yes- yes of course, thank you Eggzooma.” He did now stand up at his seat, wooden legs scraping softly against the floor in the quiet of everyone listening. He cleared his throat, “Well, um hello.” He gave a small wave and began hesitantly, “So… I’ve been doing some thinking and, well and asked Xisuma if this idea was okay and, I suppose this is where I tell you what it is.”
This intro was met with various expressions of interest, confusion, and encouragement. Mumbo continued, “So, it’s a server wide game. Well, I mean only if you want to- I mean everyone is welcome but like it’s not mandatory I- '' He made eye contact with Grian anxiously, who gestured with his hands taking a breath in and out. He followed suit, the action actually helping a bit, and shot his friend back a thankful smile.
“So I’ve been on twitter lately…” some chuckling resulted in the statement as well as someone saying ‘ohh bad idea’. “Har har, bad idea I know. Bird app bad. But I noticed that people were… shaming their pets?” It came out more like a question and more people giggled. “Like, little things like ‘I ate grandpa’s shoe and vomited it in the other’. My point being, I… think we should do that.”
Whispers and side conversations immediately popped up in favor and not. Someone stated they didn’t have a pet, and Scar explained with a laugh that Jellie would not be happy about that. Bdubs insisted that Lulu was an angel and could do no wrong. Squawkers on the other hand….
Mumbo cleared his throat in a more attention grabbing way and held his hand up, “Sorry, sorry not technically done yet. I- what I mean to say is… we do it to each other.”
More mumbled discussions popped up in response to this. Mumbo was able to pick up on Ren whispering to Doc, “Jokes on you, I’m into that.” Leaving the creeper hybrid having to choke back a laugh.
Mumbo tried not to groan at the joke and powered on, “It would only be with permission and just little light hearted things. For example… Grian would be shamed for not finishing the back of his base.” That got some more laughs.
Grian himself responded with, “Booo! Low hanging fruit!” With an amused grin.
“There are other rules too,” Mumbo pretended he didn’t hear that. “like someone can only be shamed once per day, and can’t be shamed for the same incident twice. I’ll have a signup by Treeza tomorrow. Soooo…” He rocked back and forth on his heels a second not knowing how to wrap up. “Yeah. Oh, uuhhgg let me know if you have further questions. Yep.” He looked to Xisuma somewhat desperately for an out and received a nod.
“Thank you Mumbo.” X spoke up, letting the redstoner sit back down. “Anything else we need to cover?”
No one else had an announcement so he wrapped it up and everyone went their own way.
Later the rules could be found posted by Treeza with a chest of supplies as well.
The rules
- One shame per person per day, no more
- A recipient can only be shamed for an incident once (even if the incident is repeated)
- The shame must be approved whole heartedly by the recipient
- The message on the board must be approved as well
- Anyone can back out at any time
- All pictures are to be sent to the SMH group chat
- Everyone gets a whiteboard and a dry erase marker