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Everyone on Life Series and Life Steal SMP were living their lives as normal—and as Gem, Pearl, and Grian were discussing their plans on what to put for the next block in their light house—a huge, audible explosion could be heard, The Villies’ hearts dropped, but no real damage was made—and in a nick of time, they—!
“Squiddo? Jaron?” Jumper blinks confusedly and rapidly, looking around, there was wooden pressure plates all around the place, an unfinished, and well, not the best looking tower, and a small garden with farms around the base. “Oh, hey Jumper, Jaron!” Squiddo smiles.
“Where are we?” Jaron laughs awkwardly. “I mean—isn’t it weird how you and Squiddo knows each other but I’m just randomly here?” The man fidgets. “I mean, maybe we should just explore?” Jumper brings up.
“That’s a good idea.” He states. “Yeah, I’m in!”
“FLAMEFRAGS!” Wemmbu yells menacingly, both ender pearling, with Wemmbu macing Flame, leaving him at one and a half hearts after using a totem. “Come here, Wemmbu!” Flame shouts terrifyingly loud.
Suddenly—an explosion took place, Flame didn’t think much of it, he probably just thought it was Wemmbu’s orbital cannon, but Wemmbu didn’t pull out any fishing rod. Wemmbu, much like Flame, also didn’t think anything of it either, he practically just assumed it was Flame’s shenanigans. “You think you’re better than me, huh?!” Flame barks. “Well, you just made a whole explosion, but nothing even happened!” The purple man snaps back. “I thought that was your chingus canon!” He speaks as he continues to slash Wemmbu with his netherite sword. “Oh, please! This is Life Steal—not Unstable!”
Then—as Wemmbu pearls, the commotion stops, and for a second, he had thought that he killed Flame, or Flame escaped, but no, when he turned back…
“Rendog? Who are you?!” Wemmbu flinches, there wasn’t any member called that. If anything, isn’t he apart of that Hermitcraft SMP? “Are you on Flame’s team?” He asks, in a more softer, less hostile tone than earlier. “Who are you? Who’s Flame?”
“Nah, bruh, don’t even play dumb!” He crits out Ren. “Wait—Wait, Wait! Stop!”
And with his plead—Wemmbu stops, utterly dumbfounded. “Aren’t you apart of Hermitcraft? What are you doing on the Life Steal SMP? And how the hell did you get the IP?”
“For starters, Yes, I am apart of Hermitcraft, two, don’t ask me, I was having a Life Series recording going on, and three—I never had the IP! I don’t even think I was whitelisted, at all.”
“That isn’t how Minecraft works buddy—you can’t just teleport in Flame’s exact same spot and say you don’t have the IP—You’re definitely working for Flame, don’t even play with me. man.” Wemmbu rolls his eyes at Rendog’s excuses he thought were fake.
“Who even is Flame? Why don’t you think I’m telling the truth?” Wemmbu walks over to Ren and punches him with his fist, with Ren taking absolutely no damage because of his enchanted diamond armor. “Here on the Life Steal SMP, kiddo, you can practically trust nobody. So now, spit it out, do you work for Flame—actually, that’s stupid. You don’t even know who he is.”
“This has to be some kind of tomfoolery—I don’t have Life Steal’s IP!” Ren bolts. “Your gear is trash.” He mocks, despite being completely unrelated to the topic at hand. “Yes, because I was having a Life Series recording!"
“Joel, Joel! Pass me the sugarcane,” Jimmy says, completely locked in on whatever silly thing he’s doing. “Whatcha doing, bud?” Joel crouches, looking over at Jimmy and his sugarcane. “I want a sugarcane farm, what else?”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“EXPLOSION!” BigB yelps out of fear, but to his surprise, there wasn’t any damage. Joel looks over at his teammate, only to see a guy who looks absolutely irrelevant to BigB at all. “Minute..Tech?” He blurts in bewilderment. “Where’s BigB?” He asks, slowly and skeptically walking over to him. “Wait, are you the real SmallishBeans?” He replies with another question, out of perplexity. “Yes, I am the real Joel Beans, why are you on Past Life?” He speaks sarcastically, still baffled that something like this even happened—and Netherite armor too?! “I—I don’t know,” He stutters. “I was just on Life Steal and this explosion happened.”
“Goodness’ sake.” He looks over at Jimmy to tell him what just happened, only to see—PANGI?! “WHO ARE YOU?! WHY ARE THERE SO MANY NON-LIFERS IN MY BASE????”
He had enough, and Minute ran over to him, shield on the ready, of course, but he could probably take a fight with someone who had half diamond armor even with a high level PVP skill like SmallishBeans. “Pangi?” He wondered why someone like Pangi was there. “BRO, GET OUT OF MY BASE DON’T EVEN TOUCH MY SUGARCANE.”
“Oh—Okay, dude! Chill!” He runs out, with MinuteTech following him. “Goshdammit, SKIZZ! SKIZZ DON’T TELL ME YOU’RE REPLACED TOO!” Joel, too, gets out of the base to look for Skizz.
PrinceZam, restocking on his gear whilst chatting with LeoWook, hears a giant blast of TNT and instantly getting out of his Enderchest. “LEO, WATCH OUT!” PrinceZam yells. “What the!?” Leo flinches, but no destruction was found anywhere, baffling, honestly. “What the hell, man! You can’t just play a random big ass explosion like that as I restock gear, bro!” Zam punches Leo with a golden apple in his hand. “Dude, I didn’t do that!” He yells back. “What do you mean you didn’t—”Just as Leo blinks—Smajor1995 appears. “Yeah, and—What the…?” He jumps back. “Um…And you are..?”
“LeoWook. What did you do to my friend, Zam?” He, for a second, didn’t have time to process what just happened and immediately boxes Scott in an obsidian cage with cobwebs, having no way out. “What—Who even is Zam!?” Scott tries to ender pearl out but to no avail. “I was just having a nice chat with my good friend, until you suddenly appeared!”
The blue haired man defends, “I, too, was chatting with my friend Etho until I got randomly teleported here! Is this even Past Life’s seed? Everything here is different—” Scott gets cut off by Leo’s utter confusion. “Past Life? This is the Life Steal SMP.”
“What?”
“Huh?”