mc-wypum

[mc-wypum]

Uh, warning. Light Gore

Julie held small tears in her eyes as she took a bite of the roasted pig her and hoodie cooked a while ago.

“Why are you crying?” She asked, worry evident in her tone

“I’m not..just..I’m sad.” She replied nibbling on the roasted pork in her hand.

“Why are you sad then?” Hoodie persisted, taking a bite of her own meal before looking at Julies little nibbles.

“We killed something..” she answered quietly

“For survival.” Hoodie reasoned

“I know that but..still. It didn’t do anything..” Julie couldn’t help the guilt that washed over her conscious as she heard the echoes of the pigs pained squeals. “I don’t wanna hurt any thing.” She concluded before taking a proper bite of her meal.

Hoodie thought back to the cave and how much danger she was in.

“You wouldn’t hurt anything..?” She asked softly her gaze casted downwards into the fire they used to cook their raw pork.

Julie hummed in approval.

“Even if...even if something attacked you?” Hoodie glanced up to see a look of surprise on Julies face. “I Uh...” she was at a loss for words. She wanted to make peace with things. Not hurt them.

But what if they didn’t wanna make peace with her? What then? Julies eyes glossed over in mindless thinking. Certainly nothing would come to harm her if she didn’t bother anyone else right?

“Julie?” Hoodies voice snapped her out of thought and she cleared her throat. “Yes?”

“I asked if you were full..?”

She blinked and nodded her head. Hoodie got up with out a word and started plucking leaves from the trees.

Green eyes squinted in confusion, “what are you doing?”

“We can’t let this go to waste, and we don’t have a place to put it for now so...improvise.” She answered handing Julie two rather big leaves to wrap the rest of her pork in.

“Right...” Julie thought it was strange, but what else could they do? When will a new pig come strolling around again? It was better than just leaving it to waste away.

“Now!” Hoodie huffed after she tucked the food safely away in her inventory. “We have to build shelter so we don’t have to suffer in the heat.” She said, picking up logs that had been stacked around the corner of the trail they followed.

“What do you need me to do?” Julie stood up wiping her hands on her blue tunic and holding them behind her back waiting for her orders.

“Right...okay.” Hoodie thought for a moment eyes darting to the side and pursing her lips.

“We should make more tools to make things easier for us. What can we make?” Hoodie punched her fist into her own palm before looking to Julie for ideas.

“Oh uhm..we could make a shovel..axe maybe..?” Julie picked at her fingers again trailing off in thought.

“Hm..” hoodie knelt down to start making said tools and remembered the shiny material in the cave.

‘I can’t go back, not with Julie. She’d probably get hurt...I’m not prepared yet.’

Hoodie was lost in thought that she didn’t realize Julie was helping her break apart the small wooden logs in half with her knee.

She made a pained grunt noise and Hoodie could see her knee was starting to scrape and bruise with the amount of force she was using.

“Hey hey, don’t hurt yourself.”

‘That was...hypocritical..’ hoodie thought to herself.

“Oh! I’m okay! Don’t worry about me. It doesn’t even hurt.” Julie smiled, before seeing the log poof into sticks, instead of the splinters she reduced it to.

“Aha!” Clutching the sticks in her hand she raised her fist triumphantly.

Hoodie couldn’t help but smile fondly at her small victory. “If you say so.” Hoodie reaches out her palm and Julie placed half of the sticks in her hand so she could make something.

Hoodie furrowed her brows when her mind suddenly went blank. Something was telling her she couldn’t make anything else with out a-

“Crafting table.” She murmured.

Julie hummed in confusion. “Crafting..table?” The term sounded familiar as it rolled out of Julies lips. Hoodie furrowed her brows as she took four logs and stacked them together.

“What..” Julie gave her the look of confusion and doubt for the fifth time that day.

There was a small glow then the sound of a pop before the logs merged together and formed a block, with tiny trinkets hanging on the side. The shape of a square with lines that made the outline of 9 smaller blocks. It fell against the sand and hoodie fell back on her bum with a small yelp.

“Huh...” Julie stared in awe at the table that seemed to help them make new and different things.

Hoodies eyes sparkled at the new possibilities this would bring, and make certain tasks easier. “What do we make first?!” She exclaimed quickly sitting up and facing Julie. She fumbled over her words, mostly stutters and stammers of sentences before quickly saying one word.

“Pickaxe!” Hoodie huffed and quickly placed down two sticks and three logs at the top.

They waited in silence before the same popping sound as before ringed in their ears and the materials stuck together to form a wooden pickaxe. It seemed as though it was defying gravity and gently floated against the table waiting to be picked up.

Hoodie firmly gripped the handle and held it in her hand before stepping back and giving a couple swings. Hoodie’s smile had her eyes crinkling in the corners. And Julie clapped her hands lightly.

“Here, I’ll make an other one so we both have one.” Hoodie placed the pickaxe in her small hands as she turned to make an other.

‘Hoodies so nice. I don’t think we’ll ever be apart.’

Julies smile reached all the way to her ears as she held the pickaxe close to her and her gaze softened at hoodie. Small strands of her hair poked out in random directions and there was still dust and dirt covering her clothes.

‘Didn’t she come back from the cave...it wasn’t too far from here..’

Julies eyes trailed over to the small cave that was hidden by the numerous trees and the small hill leading up to it. As hoodie picked up the second pickaxe she followed Julies eyes and furrowed her brows.

‘She wants to go to...but..’ She shook her head rapidly.

‘I won’t take that away from her. I’ll just keep her safe.’ Hoodie let out a small sigh and turned to face her companion.

“Do you want to go?” She said, gesturing over to the dimly lit cave. Julie frantically nodded her head eyes sparkling with wonder.

“Okay, on one condition.”

“What?” She asked, tilting her head

“Don’t let go of my hand.” Hoodie held out her free hand and waited for Julie to take it.

Julie gently placed her palm on top of hoodies and felt her softly grip her smaller hand.

She tightened her grip and they started making their way over to the cave.

‘I won’t let go.’ Julie thought confidently.

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While inhabiting the small island Jenny thought was her home she sat next to a fire she had made hours ago, finding that punching the tree was much faster than picking away at it with arrows even if her knuckles where bruised and hurt. She eventually made the same progress as the other two across the ocean. Making a shovel instead of a pickaxe, and using it to make a small hut under the ground for shelter. She still had view of the ocean and the mountain that had a white blanket of snow over it. Her mind wandered of things she could accomplish with the things she had, and what might she look for.

She remembered the paper that had her name on it and quickly took it out of the depths of her pocket. She unfolded it and scanned it over, there were colors painted across the paper and she was flabbergasted. That wasn’t there before.

Green, a darkish yellow, blue.

She assumed these things to be grass, sand and water that surrounded her. After staring at it for a while she concluded her assumptions and tucked the newly established map in her pocket once more. She hummed a little tune to herself as she was getting lost in thought.

Clouds starting to form and provide small amounts of shade to keep her from burning in the heat. Though it was getting rather cloudy.

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The girl’s had been down in the small mine, making new tunnels hand in hand like Julie had promised.

Though it was a little hard to swing at times and not accidentally hit each other, they laughed it off and continued their way deeper down the cave. They had lost track of time and couldn’t see two steps beyond themselves because they had no torches handy.

“I’m getting a little sore. Should we stop?”

Julie asked hoodie as she wiped whatever was on her face off of her.

Hoodie took a moment to realize her inventory was filled with cobble stone and coal. Her hands seemingly covered in soot. She nodded sheepishly, “yeah, I can’t see anything. Let’s go back.” She answered and with a small tug of her hand they turned around and headed back the way they came. Neither bothered to take any turns while mining, seeing as though they would most likely loose their way back.

Climbing back up the small steep at the entrance of the cave the pair noticed it was already dusk. But dark grey clouds covered the sky.

“Is it gonna rain soon..?” Hoodie pondered out loud.

Julie held her hand out to see if it was going to rain but felt no droplets. She shook her head and tugged on hoodies had to get her attention.

“We should make shelter anyways. I don’t wanna get wet.” Hoodie nodded in understanding and let Julies hand slip from her own watching her take the first step out of the cave. Then..

Julie screamed as something landed on top of her, the smell of the thing was putrid. Panic flooded her system as she struggled against the grassy plane. Quickly hearing hoodies footsteps stomp against the floor and then a loud grunt. As the weight that was over Julies body disappeared there was a gurgled shout and Julie rushes up to her feet only to see hoodie holding her hands down on something’s throat. “Wait-!” She yelled but then she took notice of the persons appearance.

It had small strands of hair poking out from its mushed, green, and rotting skin. It was groaning and thrashing around in hoodies literal dead grip. “Hoodie let go of it!!” She yelled, taking notice of hoodies broken pickaxe before it poofed out of existence. Her breath hitched in her throat when she saw hoodie get herself pushed off by its own strength.

“Stop it! Don’t hurt her!!” Julie screamed, she already hurt one thing today she didn’t wanna hurt an other. But her pleas fell on deaf ears, as the green skinned monster continued to attack hoodie. Tangling it’s hands in her hair and trying to bite her.

Tears gathering in her eyes as she stood there frozen trying to figure out how to diffuse the situation.

Hoodie held its head as far away from her body as possible, she grunted as her hair was pulled and she snapped her head to the side.

“Julie go! Run!” She yelled. Hoodie made herself a promise that she would keep her companion safe no matter the cost.

“I’m not leaving you here with that-Thing!!” Julie snapped back at her, looking around for anything that she could use to defend her friend.

Her eyes landed on a rock that was lying right by her feet. With red stains on it.

It was the same rock they had used earlier.

Quickly bending down and picking it up she shouted.

“I don’t wanna hurt you!! Leave!” But the mister was relentless in trying to harm her friend.

Slowly her fear and anxiety built up to anger and frustration.

“Leave I said!!” Julie took two large steps over in their direction while holding up the rock barely above her head.

There was a lightning bolt that crashed down from the grey clouds erupting a very loud boom before small droplets of rain started falling from the sky.

Julie didn’t move until she saw that the monster untangled it’s hands from hoodies hair and scratch her arm. Causing the skin to rip and blood splat on the green grass.

Something inside Julie had snapped. Her pacifism completely gone. Only replaced with the need to protect hoodie.

She heard hoodie cry out to her to run away but she sprinted over and flung the rock directly at the zombies head. It let out a very pained gurgle when it was pushed off of hoodie and tried to get back up again.

Hoodie sat up and scooted as far away as possible. Julie was not satisfied when she saw it get back up on its hands and knees. She silently walked over pupils dilated in hate and forced her foot in its side causing it to roll over.

Breathing erratically she pinned its arms down with her knees and grabbed the rock that was near its head. She had cause a fracture in its skull, completely ripping off the rotting skin from its head.

It writhed and screeched in anger trying to get Julie off of it but with out its arms they were completely defenseless. Julie screamed like a banshee once more before repeatedly bashing the rock in its head. Grunting with every hit. After the third time the body laid completely still. Red, chunks of green and a grey pink painted the once bright green grass.

Once she had came to her senses Julie still held the rock above her head seemingly for an other blow. But let it slide out of her grasp and land behind her before she took in how mutilated the head looked.

Hoodie covered her mouth and nose from the smell of it, and to prevent the bile in her throat from spilling.

Hoodie took notice how the rain got heavier and seemed to clean the blood off the rock and Julies hands as it soaked her clothes.

Green eyes seemed to have returned to their normal state as shallow breaths escaped her lips. Finally getting up on two wobbly legs she slowly turned around and limped over to hoodie. Looking dazed and confused.

Hoodie swallowed down the lump in her throat and looked up at Julie.

There were small splatters of grey red on her face and she couldn’t tell if the rain was washing it away or her tears.

“Are...” Julie croaked “are you okay..?” Her voice was shaky, uneven.

Uncertain.

Dark brown eyes stared in worry at the messy tangled brown locks. Julie let her knees give in and she fell in front of hoodie, hands shaking and panting breathlessly.

“What did I just do...?”

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Small droplets of clear water slipped off a big bright green leaf. Falling and landing on slightly darker skin. Eye brows twitching and lashes fluttering open, revealing dark honey brown eyes swirling with curiosity and confusion.

“Hm...?” She, it was a she, hummed as she woke up.

Letting her hands trail from the ground to her head, then lightly tug at her black curls she fully woke up.

The scenery she was in was different shades of browns and greens. Shelter being provided by the trees as they collected the rain.

It was a rainforest after all.

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Andy could only hear his shivering and the cold wind blowing in his face. It had been almost an hour since he started moving and at this rate he would basically die of the cold. That is until the swamp in the distance gave him hope.

He picked up the pace, ignoring the numb feeling in his feet and the snowflakes burning his exposed skin.

With out a second thought he quickly slid down the snowy mountain, mindful of the jumps he had to make before he reached the bottom.

Climbing down the last set of blocks he saw how just how different the climate changed in the swamp and in the snow.

He took a step and crossed the snow covered line that was separating the two biomes.

He instantly felt warmer, mostly because of the swamps humidity.

He looked around and could see many new things besides the color white.

Dark, mossy grass, vines that out grew the trees and slipped in the water. Lillie pads floating calmly in the lake. And something else that floated above the water.

A hut. Built out of wood, it was tiny and seemed to be empty. But he would have to cross the water to get to it.

He looked around and saw no other way to cross. And besides, his curiosity got the best of him. Hesitantly, he put a foot into the seemingly mossy water and slowly sunk it down to see if it was safe to swim across.

The water was shallow. He grinned to himself and quickly put in his other foot, slowly moving his legs over to the hut that stood above the water.

To his luck, no one or thing, was inside. It was his to claim and he would.

By the time he reached it he noticed that there was a chest inside. Along with a cauldron, and what looked like a crafting bench of sorts.

There was also a tube, with a red glowing rod inside that connected to other small tubes. It looks like it was made to make some sort of liquid.

He ignored the mechanism and focused on the chest in the corner.

He carefully lifted it open and peered inside.

Slowly, his arm dug around and pulled out the contents.

An apple, three golden bars, a sword, more of the rods that where inside the tube and a bucket of...milk? Strange. There was a small journal inside of the chest, with papers and empty glass bottles. Taking out everything and setting them on the crafting table, he took a look in the cauldron and saw there was a purple liquid inside. It looked like it was bubbling and small sparks of dark green and grey emitted from it. He was curious, but cautious of what it might be.

He could figure it out later anyways.

Slowly he opened the small journal and red over the pages.

‘Belongs to w...’ some of the letters where scratched out so much that he couldn’t even finish the sentence. He turned the page anyways.

‘Upon my research I have come across a new kind of potion. One that turns liquids into gasses. But to do so I must travel to th...’ again, letters were scratched out but there was one word in there not entirely illegible.

‘End.’ Was the word. Andy quirked his brow, pushing his glasses back up to his nose.

He turned the page again and saw some sort of list, filled with ingredients and formulas with small notes on the side correcting past notations.

‘Blaze rod...’ he read, was that what that thing in the tube was? What was the tube even called?

‘Spider eye, Fermented Spider eye both make poisons. It amounts to dark purple liquid.’ Andy’s eyes widened and he glanced at the cauldron before reading again.

He skipped a few pages, concluding that some of them where just diary entry’s and nothing important.

‘I found it! The enchantment table! I have found it deep below ground!’

Woah, now this. Was interesting.

‘I would need to acquire experience and lapis to fully use it, but that does not matter. The book containing the spells will help immensely with my witch craft.’

Andy stopped reading for a moment. Taking in everything he read and proceeding to stuff everything he could in his pockets.

He swiftly jumped out of the hut and back into the shallow swampy water, causing a small splash before moving across again. His body temperature was still a bit cold so he moved quickly across the water and onto shore again.

He eyed the sword that was in his hands.

It had a dull shine to it, it was smooth but a little bumpy. Was it made of stone? Most likely.

He kept moving, sword still in hand as a way of defense for anything that seemed threatening. Then suddenly he remembered of the crumbled piece of paper in his pocket. He took it out and unfolded it from its messy handiwork.

‘That’s strange.’

There were marks, and different colors on the paper he looked at. His name was still scribbled at the top but everything else changed.

He pin pointed where he was, the small patch of dark green and blinding white that followed his path.

‘It’s expanding as I go. Huh..’

he could see hints of blue and a lighter green on the other side of the white mountain he was at but paid no mind to it.

His curiosity was getting the better of him and he walked faster through the small forest he was in, stuffing the map back in its place and taking in his surroundings. Andy was itching to get out, he craved to know more about the world he was in. What else was out there for him to see? Maybe possibly...there were more like him.

His feet didn’t stop and his hand swatted away bees, and small flying insects that got too close to him. He let his mind wander out of his head and into the clouds where he day dreamed about different places and what they would look like. Jungles...maybe the opposite of the place he woke up in. Somewhere dreadfully hot and sandy. Hell, maybe there was trees growing under water.

All he knew as that he couldn’t wait to see what was in store for him.

Andy pushed away leaves and small tree branches before sun light hit his face and was met with bright green grassy planes. Flowers blooming all across and some patches of grass growing taller than others. Andy hummed and a small smile grazed his features before a look of blazing determination took over.

‘I’m so gonna tear this place apart.’

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“Ugh!”

A grunt escaped Hoodies lips and she wiped her brow looking over to the blazing fire Julie and her set up a while ago.

“Is the fire still good?” She asked from her spot near the broken down tree she had chopped.

“Just a couple more logs, we should be good for the night though.” Julie replied looking over to the rising moon.

Hoodie hummed and made her way over to the fire, laying down and staring up at the stars gleaming through the sky.

“What do you think is out there?” She heard Julie ask quietly.

“Probably something dangerous. Or cool.” The dark eyed girl replied.

“We should be careful.” Julie mumbled shifting on her side and peering over the crackling fire watching the only other person there.

“Are you tired?” Julie softly asked.

“Yeah...” hoodie trailed off, still staring at the sky.

It was quiet once again and the brown haired girl plopped on her back, closing her eyes.

“Goodnight then..” she let out a huff before letting sleep take over.

Hoodie waited, before glancing over to the girl and seeing her face the opposite direction.

‘Why did I lie? I’m not tired at all...I’m to excited to see what else is out there.’

Hoodie sat up, careful not to make a sound and wake the seemingly sleeping girl.

‘I don’t want to scare her though.’ She though back to earlier, she seemed so scared to just see her laying there. What would happen if she encountered something new and possibly dangerous?

Hoodie stood up to her feet, before setting an other log in the fire to keep her friend warm.

She glanced around the area.

‘I don’t wanna get wet so no swimming. I might get lost if I go off the trail.’ She pondered for a minute, where could she go?

Then, as if by some spiritual sign. There came a sound, like an eerie whistle. It echoed from somewhere behind the girl.

She quickly snapped towards the sound and saw a cave, it looked pitch black but it was outlined by the shine of the moon.

The sound resonated again, this time calling the girl over.

She blinked, then started walking over the sand and into the patchy grass.

She stopped a couple steps away from the rocky stone edge and peered inside. She could hardly see anything, but could make out the shape of a tunnel leading deeper down.

She breathed in before taking an other step and navigating her way around the rocky steps leading down. Her boots scraped agains the floor as she tried to not trip over anything, arms stretched out in front of her to stop her from bumping into anything.

Her foot dipped a little when she tried to take a step to the left. She hesitantly crouched down and swung her legs over the edge, before sliding down slowly to the floor again. Something bright was illuminating around the corner. Hoodie could finally see where she was stepping and she peered around the stone wall. There was a bright red and orange liquid that was bubbling. It radiated heat and small pebbles that fell from the cave walls and ceilings burned when they made contact, sending small sparks flying.

Hoodie saw there were small spots and rocks she could stand on to get by and go to the other side. But what if she fell? She scanned over the hot pool of burning liquid and saw something gleam in the corner of the pit. She squinted her eyes and noticed it was a pale grey, and it shined in the reflection of the lava.

It’s probably some sort of material, she could go back for it later. Slowly stopping by the pit she looked at the closest block and took a slow breath, preparing herself to sprint over and jump.

Taking a step back, her boot scrapped against the hot rock and leaped to the middle of the pit, where there was a decently sized platform.

Hoodie was sweating immensely, not just from adrenaline. Gulping down her nerves she jumped again, this time to a much closer rock. Her arms moved in a circular motion trying to keep balance in check.

She huffed and had a couple more rocks to go before she got to the other side. ‘I’ll make it out before sunrise.’ She promised herself.

From deep below she could hear it. Groaning. And hissing. The same sounds occurred up above ground. Jenny had been silently watching the ocean when she heard rustling of grass and trees, she snapped her head around in panic, quickly getting up to her feet.

She peered around the withered dried out trees and saw it. A group of hideous things. A thing with green rotting flesh and a blue tattered shirt with dirty dark blue jeans. She could tell by the eye sockets that it couldn’t see, hence why it’s arms were raised up.

And then beside it was a big, fat, disgusting spider. With its ruby red beady looking eyes and six? Enormous legs that padded the ground. Jenny covered her mouth, and gaged at the sight. She was about to turn away before something landed at her feet and dug into the sand.

“Eep!” She squeaked and landed on her bum looking between her feet. It was an arrow. Her eyes slowly trailed up and they landed on a live, moving skeleton.

‘How is that possible?!’ She screamed one her head. The skeleton took aim again, not intending to miss its target.

Jenny gasped and quickly started scrambling to get up and runaway. Alerting the other group of monsters. As her feet pushed around the sand, she made a turn and walked into the forest part of her little island that seemed to be her home.

They followed all the same though, more arrows being shot and getting stuck in the trees she was dodging. She narrowly missed one that nearly hit her shoulder. She quickly ducked behind a tree and could hear bones rattling around in the grass. Her breaths came out shallow as she thought of ways to get out of her situation.

And in the cave, Hoodie was doing the same thing. Hiding behind a stone wall while arrows where fired mercilessly at her. ‘How the hell do I go back?! I need to get past the lava too!’

She racked her brain for any ideas but came up with nothing. She didn’t have any weapons or some sort of defense. But maybe if she was fast enough.

Her dark eyes peered over the wall and she could see the skeleton getting an other arrow from its quiver.

‘Fuck it!’

She spun around and sprinted down the rocky floor, footsteps ringing out through the cave and the sound of the arrow being pulled back.

Quickly finding the lava pit once again she gasped before stopping. The arrow grazed her calf and ripped her jeans. She turned and saw the skeleton making its way over. Panic resonated between both of the girls, dealing with the same thing and not having a clue what to do.

Jenny yelped as more arrows where shot into nearby trees and she started running again. But the familiar pink and orange hues started appearing.

It was turning day.

Maybe she would be safe if she was near sunlight. With small sparks of hope she continued running and eventually the sound of a bow snapping became distant.

Back with the soundly sleeping girl she could feel her source of warmth leave her. She opened her eyes and saw that the fire was dying out.

But she also noticed her lack of company.

“Hoodie..?” She murmured, slowly getting up and scanning her surroundings.

The black haired girl was no where to be found.

The sleepiness was rubbed from her eyes and she completely woke up. Panic rising in her chest.

“Hoodie?” She said louder this time, a crease in her brow appearing. There was no response and she could start to see the yellow light casting upon the trees. Signifying that it was morning.

‘Did she leave? Where did she go?’ Julie got up from her spot, picking at her fingers anxiously.

‘She..wouldn’t leave me. No she must’ve gone out for food or-‘ she heard a twig snap and cut her thoughts. There, in the shadows casted by the trees was a small, pink-

“Oink.” It snorted. Looking up at her with small dopey eyes.

“Oh..it’s a pig.” She mumbled.

They both stared at each other before she leaned in and gave it a pout.

“Do you know where my friend is?” She asked softly.

The pig tilted its head in confusion.

“She’s about this tall,” she held up her hand slightly below her head waiting for some sort of response.

“She has dark brown eyes, and black hair..?” She continued. Before her face flushed as pink as it’s skin and groaned.

“I’m asking a pig if it’s seen my friend...I really am crazy..” she whispered to herself. And the pig if it was listening at all.

Then she heard it. A small sound. Steadily growing louder.

“What is that?” She looked around and saw nothing out of place. But the sound still kept growing. From behind her it seemed. The pig had its eyes trained on something behind a small grassy hill.

Julie made her way over and the sound was quickly identified as screaming. She shot her brows up in confusion.

“Hello-“ before she could get a word out a figure stumbled out of the shadows panting heavily. Julie staggered backwards and tripped over her new found pig friend.

“Julie!” The figure called. She squeaked in response, before looking up and realizing it was Hoodie.

“What where you doing? Where did you go?!” She asked getting up and sitting on her knees.

Hoodie was covered in dirt, and pebbles. Her cheeks where flushed red and she seemed sweaty.

“What..happened to you?”

“I Uh...went in there.” She pointed inside the cave where the skeleton was no where to be found.

“Um okay...” Julie was confused but more importantly.

There was a growl coming from both of them,

They were hungry.

Hoodie plopped on the ground and huffed.

“I’m...hungry.” She established.

“Yep...” Julie said, placing a hand on her own stomach.

“Oink.” There came an other snort from the pig. Both parties looked at each other and then at the pig.

Julie swallowed the lump in her throat and glanced at hoodie. Who was staring at a rock near the entrance of the cave.

“We have to.” Hoodie said before getting up and picking up the rock.

Meanwhile Jenny was still in her predicament. Except much worse.

The skeleton had managed to keep up with her and was now holding her down.

She kicked and yelled. Tried to punch and scream but they fell on deaf ears as it’s hands were wrapped tightly around her neck.

She was so close to sunlight she could almost feel it, but the shadows from the trees shade where protecting the skeleton from burning alive. It stayed silent, empty eye sockets staring at Jennys lopsided glasses.

Then the smell of something burning.

Jenny looked down to its arm, where a small patch of bone was being charred by the tiny ray of sunlight that peeled through the leaves.

And then, it’s entire arm engulfed in flames.

Jenny took the opportunity and swiftly kicked the skeleton making it drop its arrows and landing on its back.

The flames traveled up its arm, completely burning the bone and disabling the monster.

Jenny wasted no time in kicking it, breaking and fracturing some of its bones. And then eventually, a big poof, and gust of wind ended it.

Jenny fell back, supporting herself with the palms of her hands. As something dropped in the skeletons place. A slightly worn out bow.

She glanced at the quiver of arrows she had knocked off of it and quickly picked up both items. Before slinging the quiver over her shoulder and handling the bow with care. Testing it out, she took out an arrow and pulled back on the string, closing one of her eyes for better aim.

Trying to find a target she heard rustling behind a rose bush.

Letting go of the arrow it zoomed by and hit something. With a loud squawk there was an other small poof and air, gently blowing the rose bush.

Jenny stood still, frozen.

‘Did...did I just kill something..?’ She thought quickly jogging, and peering over the bush.

There laid a completely bare chicken, with a feather laying beside it. Her stomach growled lightly and she knew she had just found something to eat. Picking up the chicken breast and the feather she walked over to the sunny area of the forest island she was seemingly stuck on.

She stared down at the chicken in her hand and pondered.

‘How do I cook this..?’

Jenny figured she needed a fire of sorts, but how would she get wood?

She glanced at the tree and then at the arrows, she sighed heavily.

‘This is gonna take a while..’

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From deep within the white covered mountains was a curled up shivering figure. Faded orange locks of hair being dusted with snow and ice.

‘So..So fucking cold...’

It held its brown eyes shut tight and small puffs of air came from its mouth. It appeared to be holding onto something, and huddling into itself for some sort of warmth.

‘It’s so cold..!’ Was the only thing they thought. It shifted from its position and heard a crinkle of something in its back pocket.

Slowly, shivering hands reached behind and plucked the piece of paper and hesitantly opened it up to find a simple name written in the corner.

Andy.

“Andy” huffed and shoved the paper back in his pocket before forcing himself up and stagger back in attempts to move. Hugging himself for what little warmth he could find.

‘Gotta get out of here.’ Looking down at his hands, he could see foggy lenses clutched in his hand.

Unfolding them he perched them on his face with out question and continued forward, determined to find a way out of the blasted snow.

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WOOO ok, first post dont fuck it up.

You may die as many times as you’d like, this world is all about survival. But don’t lose your respawn point. It’s a dangerous game without one.

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The birds were chirping noisily, there was the small buzz of a bees nest nearby. And the sound of a crashing shore is what caused brown orbs to flutter open.

A girl, with hair that was black as coal and short that stuck in different directions slowly came to her new reformed senses.

She jolted up, what is this? Where was she? Who was she?

She got up on her knees and looked around the ground to look for clues. She patted herself and noticed what she was wearing.

A dark purple tunic with black jeans, and black boots stopping at her ankles.

Then she heard it, a small crunch and then the faintest gasp. She sharply turned her head and saw her.

An other person, with shining green eyes that reflected panic and fear. Short, fluffy brown hair framed her face and she wore a long sleeves blue tunic with black shorts and boots that ended below her knee.

They made eye contact for a second, brown eyes blinked and she slowly stood up from the ground.

The green eyed girl shifted her feet, seemingly ready to run.

“Wait!” She said, holding out her hand. “Who are you?” She asked, somehow finding her voice.

A gentle breeze swept by them and her hair blew to the side.

“Im...” she whimpered before sharply inhaling. “Im Julie. According to this...” she muttered softly before reaching in her back pocket and pulling out a small thin piece of paper and flipping it over and pointing at the small writing in the corner.

“Do...do you have one?” Julie asked eyeing behind the girl towards her pockets.

She reached behind her and patted her bum, and pulled out a paper, rolled up and tied with a small piece of leather.

“What’s your name?” Julie asked somewhat eager.

“H...Hoodie.”

An other breeze swept by the two, this time in the opposite direction.

“W-Well. Nice to meet you Hoodie.” Julie stammered. “Do you happen to know where we are?” She said, taking a cautious step towards the female.

She shook her head no. And peered over the dark brown trees.

“It seems we’re lost.” She said not knowing at all where they were.

“I got that much..” Julie mumbled picking at her fingers. Hoodie glanced behind her and saw a tree, but something was off.

She started walking past Julie, towards the tree.

“What are you...?” Julie swiftly turned around and saw her..staring? At a tree.

“Um.” She glanced around slightly concerned.

Then she heard a very very loud crack.

Snapping her eyes back she noticed that the tree was now bent at a weird angle and hoodie raised her fist before she crashed it down again on the tree.

“What the-“ her words where cut off by a loud Poof and then a small gust of wind pushing the hair out of her face.

Hoodie coughed, dust fanning over her face.

Julie let out a small squeak of surprise. There, where the tree was, were logs of of wood, chopped finely and scattered across the ground.

Julie jogged over her companion and eyed the logs. She was about to speak up before hoodie started collecting the wood and holding as many as she could in her arms.

“Help me out?” She asked grunting as she readjusted the wood in her grasp.

“How did you know how to do that?” Julie asked before slowly picking up the remaining logs.

“It’s just...instinct?” Hoodie peered around the trees before settling on a trail, Julie quickly following.

“I guess that makes sense.” She said, looking around the environment they were in.

“There’s a shore over there.” Hoodie said, before breaking into a sprint and narrowly dodging thick tree branches.

“Wait!” Julie yelled, chasing after her and trying to keep the same pace.

When she finally saw her figure stop she slowed down to a jog, before completely stopping as sand was crushed under her boots. Hoodie breathed in and the scent of salt and fresh water filled her nostrils. It was a pleasant smell and she took an other step forward before dropping the logs and looking out the sea.

Hearing Julie in taking small gasps of air she turned around and smiled brightly.

“Look at this.”

Julie took one last gulp of air before looking up, squinting her eyes out into the ocean.

It was sparkling against the bright sun and small shadows where cast over the water from the clouds passing by.

Eyes slowly casted to the side where a small clearing was present and beside it was a large mountain, though it looked like it was defying gravity by the way it was structured. It had a gap in the middle and was curved outwards. Hoodie turned her gaze back over to the twinkling ocean and only saw blue as far as her vision would reach. Then, a very distant bump. “There’s probably more land over there. We should go sometime. See what else is out there.” Hoodie said, catching the girls attention.

“We?” She asked puzzled.

“Yeah,” hoodie turned around as a breeze swept by, the fresh smell of grass and salt water filled their senses. “It’s just us two right? We gotta stick together!” Her dark locks brushed past her shoulders and a bright smile adorned her face. It could rival the sun. “Together..” Julie said under her breath, but then hope bubbles in her chest.

“Right!” She smiled back before setting the logs down and getting on her knees, “We should make shelter before it gets dark.” Hoodie nodded and picked up the logs she dropped, but not before looking out into the ocean once more.

‘Just the two of us.’

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‘So warm..and cool.’

From across the ocean, on a small patch of sand. Laid a girl, with dark chocolate eyes that fluttered open and bangs that covered enough of her forehead. Her hand twitched and she felt something clutched in her palm. Slowly, she rose up from the ground, little pebbles and sand stuck to her light pink shirt and dark blue jeans. She looked down at her hand and saw a pair of rectangular glasses. Finally noticing her blurry vision she perched them on her nose bridge and everything became much clearer. Standing up on her own two legs, the girl looked around while mindlessly dusting off herself. Then she felt something in her back pocket lightly crinkle at the pressure of her hand.

She took it out and it was a simple rolled up piece of paper.

Unrolling it she scanned over its contents.

‘Jenny’ it read in the corner of the paper.

“Jenny..”