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block grass covered across the field as a white figure floats in the air, watching down a house-the house of a odd player, a player who has taste in uh...examining him and another entities relationship.
He continues to watch down the player in her house til she went out to mine.
He stares where she went off before teleporting.
"Man let's see...I think only have a few irons left"
Sound of a mouse clicking as the inventory screen pops on the computer. '3 irons' was in the hotbar. The girl then ponder in her head
Okay...3 irons-I could save up and make a new armor, I mean already got my chest plate broke cause of him'
A memory pops up in Matcho's head. A entity chasing her down after finding a artwork in her base which led to a scuffle
"Hmm...I'll focus getting diamonds instead first, wonder the two will be there"
Matcho hovers over the iron placing it in her inventory before closing it and continues heading to the cave.
The journey to the cave wasn't too long.
Once she arrived, she darted past from the upper level till she reach a floor of deep-slate. Fighting off some of the monsters in there, swing her sword before finally getting way and managing to defeat most of them
Snoot-color blacks embed with ores, ready to be mined.
Outside of the computer's surface was Match0c0_ humming to herself, pressing down on the mouse as the digital arm strikes down with the pickaxe. Causally getting the ores-
Matcho.
The player pauses and the mouse shifts.
behind her was a figure with entrenched tentacles
< 3utopia > Matcho.
Utopia is here! The girl's model jumped a little from surprise and her slight shaken finger. The white avatar was now in front of her in-game unexpectedly visiting her in one of the mining trips
< Match0c0_ > hey Utopia!
< Match0c0_ > here to mine aswell or?
< 3utopia > Have you writing something on ao3
She paused. Staring at the screen. Her mind freezes for a moment, like the whole earth was clashed against by a meteorite.
What