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9:03
Grian
Hello! Grian here! I'm going to be trying to show a message on one of my rocks using some sculk. I'll be recording the process for future use. Let's get started.
[Click]
9:07
Ok, right. Everything's set up now. I have a sculk catalyst, as well as a wall made of stone with blocks that aren't stone in the letters for the message. I will begin now. I'm going to fall and die on the catalyst, which should cause the sculk to spread.
[Breeze]
[Thump]
[Clatter]
[Silence]
[More clattering]
Ok, I'm back.
[Footsteps]
Huh, seems like the sculk didn't spread much. I'm gonna try again.
[Click]
9:24
It's spread a little bit more. This isn't very efficient though. It's barely spread.
Also, the repetitive deaths seem to have had an effect on me. My feet feel a little strange. Perhaps it's just from falling.
I'm going to set up a mob farm now to try and spread the sculk more efficiently.
[Click]
10:52
The mob farm's set up now. I've gotten used to the rancid smell of the sculk. It smells sweet now. It's sort of like when you go to your grandparents house, where it smells different but you know the smell and it makes you happy.
[Pause]
Well, anyways, I'm going to turn it on now.
[Footsteps]
[Clicking noises]
And there we go!
[Mobs screaming]
Oh wow! It's really going now! Hey, no! Get off!
[Slapping noises]
You're not supposed to grow on me! Got you!
[Slurping noise]
Wait, what was that? A witch? How are you-
[Glass breaking]
Ow! Oh. Oh.
[Thud]
[Click]
11:10
Ok-k, it's on n-now. Y-you know how the sculk was spreading a l-little on me earlier? Well, it-t's got-ten worse. It's c-covering about half of my- agh -b-body now. I can b-barely move. I-it's not slowing down.
It h-hurts s-so much. I feel l-like I'm being t-torn in half. It's c-clashing wi-th my very soul, I ca-n f-feel it. It's rip-ping me apart. I need it t-to- agh -stop.
If I c-could just t-turn the spaw-ner o-off it would- agh -stop spreading.
[Painful dragging noises]
[Clicks]
Th-there we g-go. Th-there we go. I-it's not as aggres-sive now. S-still hu-urts though. I don't know how much l-longer I c-can fight it f-for.
I n-need s-someone…
[Rustling]
[Tapping]
Th-there. N-n-ow h-opef-fully s-someo-one w-will c-come f-for m-me.
I j-just n-need a mo-oment.
[Click]
11:37
N-n one's c-come yet-t.
[Labored breathing]
I w-was wr-ong.
I-it's still sp-read-ding. Th-there are-n't any mobs l-left for i-t t-to f-feed on. I th-thought th-that w-would stop it. I w-was wr-rong. It's f-feeding on m-me- agh -n-now.
[Gasps for air]
I-i'll b-be d-dead s-soon e-enough. Th-then at l-least the p-pain will stop.
[Long pause filled with labored breathing]
[Distant thud]
Scar
(Distantly) Grian?
(From inside) Grian?
[Running steps]
Oh god, Grian!
[Rustling]
Come on, come on.
You still there?
Grian
Sc-scar…
Scar
Hey, I'm right here, ok? You'll be ok.
[Silence except heavy breathing]
Let's get you back to my base.
[Whooshing]
Jeez, you stink like rotten flesh!
Grian
[Quiet, shuddering laughter]
I-its the sc-ulk.
Scar
Well, good, because I can fix that. You better wash your sweater though, or else you'll stink up the whole server.
[Whooshing stops]
[Soft thud]
[Jogging footsteps]
[Rustling]
[Door opens]
[Footsteps]
[Soft rustling]
[Cabinets opening]
Drink this.
[Slurping noises]
[Breathing normalizes]
Grian
Th-thank y-you.
[Click]
3:01 pm
Grian
…continue the recording. At least for symptoms.
So, uh, where should I start.
Breathing's gotten easier. I think it's out of my lungs now.
It's mostly just on my skin.
[Pause]
[Sigh]
I don't think, hmm, I don't think I would have made it if Scar hadn't found me. The sculk had covered, no, converted most of my skin. I think it was working its way to my internal organs. I probably would have suffocated, or my heart would have stopped, or something. I don't know if I would have respawned. I doubt it.
[Pause]
It's still a little bit difficult to move. I don't think it's fully out of my muscles.
The pain's gotten better, though. I still don't feel spectacular, obviously, but I don't feel like I'm being shredded into bits of energy, so that's a plus.
[Yawn]
Anyways, I should probably let Scar know that I'm awake so I can get treated with his potentially radioactive potions and some cookies.
[Click]
2 days later, 9:58 am
Grian
Ok, I'm back. I have recovered. I have now been permitted to return to the rock with Scar just in case it tries to eat me again. Anyways, the results.
[A light thump followed by another slightly heavier one]
Dammit! The whole back of the boulder is covered in sculk!
Scar
[Stifled laugh]
Grian
[Grumbling]
Let's go see what the inside looks like.
[Footsteps]
(Slightly higher pitched) You have got to be kidding me! It didn't even show up!
Scar
[Laughing]
Grian
This isn't funny! I got eaten alive for nothing!
Scar
[More laughing]
Grian
Well then, here's the summary: don't do this. Just don't!
Scar
Future you probably won't even hear that.
[More laughter]
Grian
[Sighs and grumbles]
I'm gonna have to do it by hand, aren't I?
(Muttering) Stupid sculk. Can't believe I did that all for nothing.
[Click]