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Colors were blending together in a weird, swirly kinda pattern.
It was actually making him want to puke. Just a little.
Taurtis span around despite that, though. Choosing to ignore his stomach to look at all the pretty colors. He almost instantly regretted it, but in his defence, it wasn't like he actually puked! So it was fine! Duh.
Somewhere between all the swirls and circles and spirals, there were a few harsher lines that stood out against the blurry rainbow.
Taurtis forced his feet to stop spinning. His vision swam for what felt like a good minute, then abruptly calmed down like nothing had happened.
Unlike the rest of the shapes, these lines were more... intentional? Yeah, that was the right word. Intentional.
He moved closer so he could see it clearer - his eyes were still a little blurry - and suddenly he was standing nose-to-nose with someone.
Taurtis gave him a quick once-over. The guy across from him looked... weird. If Taurtis looked down, the guy's legs were quite a lot shorter than his, his torso also started much lower than Taurtis's did. But when he looked back up at him, he was still the same height.
Wow, he must have a realllllyyy long torso.
Pretty blond hair blew in the wind, hitting Taurtis square in the eyes.
Wait, wind?!
Taurtis couldn't feel any at all. His hair was very firmly in place, actually. So how the heck was this guy's flowing around like he was in a movie? Taurtis would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous. He kinda wanted to ask Mystery-Guy for his hair routine, actually.
He rubbed his eyes and opened them again to try and get another look, but the guy was gone! Apparently, he evaporated without even a goodbye. And he didn't tell him what his hair routine was! What a jerk!
In his place were blinding white walls. And really bright lights, because clearly the walls just weren't bad enough on their own. Like, seriously! Where was the fun? The personality?!
Ripping his eyes away from the disgusting lack of decor, Taurtis found himself staring into a pair of eyes.
Literally pitch black, which Taurtis didn't think was even possible! Actually, now that he was thinking about it, they were probably just, like, a really dark brown. He couldn't even see the pupil.
"Woah, dude, personal space!" Taurtis grinned. He tried to reach up to shove the guy away. Or to try and sit up, he thought after realising his back was pressing into a cold floor.
The black eyes blinked at him before backing away. "Taurtis, what the hell?! Are you okay?" Mystery-Guy exclaimed. Taurtis really wanted to make fun of the way his voice cracked
Oh. Wait. He was crying.
Sheesh, this was awkward. He should probably comfort him, actually, but he was still a little too confused to do anything more than just stare. "Wait, how do you know my name?"
Mystery-Guy blinked at him again. He looked up at the ceiling, which made his blond hair go down his shoulders in a very princess-y way. When he looked down again, his face was split in a smile.
Yeesh, mood swings much.
He was basically crying just two seconds earlier! It was actually kinda impressive, if Taurtis had to admit. He briefly considered if he had imagined that, but the red in Cute-Mystery-Guy's eyes was definitely there.
"Sorry," he smiled tightly, snapping Taurtis out of his thoughts. And also providing a convenient out so Taurtis wasn't forced to embarrass himself trying to comfort a pretty guy. "I'm Grian! And I know your name because my admin told me."
His admin.
"Oh, Xelqua?"
"Ah, um. No."
What.
"What do you mean, no?" Taurtis asked, sitting up fully now. Oh, hey, he could feel his hands again. That was good!
Cute-Guy's tight smile somehow looked even more strained now, which was a kinda funny look. Oh, right, his name was Grian. What a weird name. "Was... um... Xe-"
"The name's difficult for everyone, don't worry." Taurtis smiled at him. He remembered the first time he had tried to talk to the admin. And also promptly got his ass beat for butchering his name.
"Ahaha, right. Was Xelqua your old admin?"
"Old?"
Grian winced. "I think what happened is, you've been teleported to another server. Somehow." He added quickly. This poor guy was even more awkward than Taurtis was!
Wait what.
"Wait, so then where the fuck am I now?!"
"Ah, we, uh, don't swear? This is Hermitcraft, a PG server."
Taurtis's brain felt mushy, there was far too much information to process. Well, at least this guy seemed nice.
The no swearing would take a minute to get used to, though.