simon-cctv
simon-cctv
Simon's Log
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in love with Herobrine. Osdd fictive of a minecraft oc (totally irrelevant to the blog but i feel the need to disclose). adult. he/him. i do not mind visitors. the world gets very lonely. i intend to draw art of my minecraft adventures.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Starting a realm with my friends. My world seed is Power of Friendship. I am excited. Once again the block game reminds me that life is good
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Got a new idea for my herobrine idea about his time being trapped in the End. What actually happens to take him from peaceful farmer to vengeful eldritch moutain man. He had to take a life and he is mighty remorseful about it. Full of rage.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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The human's been wading through the swamp for hours now in search of his new cat. The thing ran off after Simon was surrounded by zombies. Herobrine leans against the same tree he did three hours ago, watching in cold amusement as the human continues to frantically search.
Herobrine glances over to the black kitten sleeping peacefully on the ground beside him, then back to the human. How many hours until Simon notices the cat's been on this hill the whole time?
He's waiting for the man to abandon his lost pet like he's seen all the others do. The travelers. He'll go and tame another, forgetting he ever had this cat. She doesn't even have a nametag yet, that alone is a promise of abandonment.
"I'll take you in." He mumbles to the poor thing. "You can join the others."
Simon's leg snags on something, and he falls face first into the water.
Even if he believes this one won't last, at least this human's entertaining to watch. This is where he gives up, he thinks. It's pitch black out, the man's stomach can be heard from a mile away, and he's now freezing cold and drenched.
And yet...
He continues searching for hours more. He searches until he collapses of exhaustion in the water.
The entity laughs out loud, the plants around him roaring to life along with him. He's never seen someone be so stubborn while being so pathetic going about it. If it were possible for his kind, Herobrine would have thought Simon were harmless. After all, he's yet to see him kill anything at all yet. It's only been 14 days. It may be longer than the other human's lasted before proving their cruelness but it doesn't mean it's not coming. He's like all the others, and he'll show it one of these days.
For now, though.
Bubbles dance across the surface of the water. The air is escaping Simon, he'll probably drown at this rate.
Herobrine glances at the young cat again. The splash must've awoken her. It watches the body of her owner being tugged by the current. She meows, distraught.
For the cat. He thinks, frowning as his hands finally find Simon in the muddy water.
A long lost emotion jabs at Herobrine when he pulls the man out of the water easier than a weed from the ground. It's natural to be concerned. Normal to be.
Simon hasn't taken from the village he lives beside. He doesn't kill the animals. His crops are too small to sustain himself. He knows nothing of farming. It's an insult to Herobrine's profession, honestly. This man is going to starve before his crops even grow.
Simon's chest feels like it's caving in when he snaps back to consciousness, lungs heaving to take in air.
He doesn't remember how he got home. Oh my god, I left without Pluto. What a monster he is.
A meow echos in the cave he's attempting to make a home and relief washes over him. Relief, then chills.
She has a nametag with her name on it and a blanket to lay on that Simon's never seen in his life.
Beside Pluto sits a small box.
Someone brought us home. Somebody... helped me? Simon's confused. He was near no village. Why would somebody help an outsider like him? A part of him hopes it means they're recognizing his efforts. He'd like to think the village helped him.
The box contains a hearty serving of potato stew over rice. Simon looks over it carefully.
Whoever did it knows he doesn't eat meat.
The gesture should make his blood run cold more than it warms his heart.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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I want to say thank you for the support i have recieved despite Just making this blog. I am very happy people like the herobrine headcanons that are basically just my Au. I want to have fun expanding on it
I am. Bad at video games. So I am taking learning how to play Better slowly. I am still carving out my moutain house lol. So no Lore yet, i think hes judging my process
Anyways, tldr, thank you :)
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Many times I saw how the screen with Herobrine was redrawn, I also wanted to.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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First time having shaders, first time using mods, first time playing java. While i have never beat the ender dragon alone, i dont believe i will have that First in this world. Its life is currently no crime to me. I am hopeful for my future living beside this village.
I believe i may not be alone on this moutain. I feel eyes on me. A red torch was placed while i was gone. A tree was chopped that i was nowhere near. I hope whoever it is is friendly, i could use company.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Sketch of Herobrine off of This list of my headcanons :>
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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I CANNIT USE MY CONTROLLER WITH JAVA?
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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I am trying java edition for the first time in my life. I am unsure how it plays different from bedrock but i feel nervous
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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This really is all it takes for me to ramble isnt it, thank you very much for being interested @aylt :3
To preface this is my first time playing minecraft in a very long time, as well my first time with this From the Fog mod (I'm on... day 5? day 6?).
These headcanons are the result of first and foremost. kicks feet. simping for sad eldritch men. second. they are what i base my personal world's lore on lmfao. While I don't know much about this mod, a lot of the behaviors and stuff align with my headcanons so I'm sprinting with them.
Okay Headcanon time for Herobrine's LORE/PERSONALITY:
He haunts the narrative. He is one with the world and the world is with him. How that happened? Something very tragic a very long time ago. Maybe he's just like that. I do not know. (I do know.)
He is a part of nature and it is a part of him literally. You see the theme I'm going with there? most Humans are long long gone and nature has overtaken the land again, overtaking him in the process too. He's been the age he died (Personally I like him being at Least 30 for the Vibes) for a very, very long time.
I like the idea of him being a semi-vengeful spirit who harasses cruel players into being merciful to those they interact with, including the animals, villagers, and plants. He's mischievous. He's not above true violence but he'll annoy the player before it gets that far. He's readily spilled previous human's blood, however.
There's been many a time he's slaughtered with no remorse. Humans are inherently cruel, he thinks.
He is a folk tale or cryptid to the Villagers. Their lifestyle is normally fine by him, so he has no reason to treat them how he treats the player.
I think the way he annoys the player is a slight allude to his personality when he was once human. A prankster.
If the player is actually kind to the world, he calms down quite a bit. The player still runs into him, catches him watching calmly in the distance. It's been a long time since he's seen a caring human. He'll excuse it as being him being bored, but it's not as if you two speak the same language, you don't care why he watches you tend to your farm day after day, right? He figures you don't notice his presence when he doesn't alert you himself, anyways.
And last my End Lore headcanons:
He is connected to The End in every way.
Got trapped in The End, only making his way back after he 'died'.
Part Endermen, like The End has infected him in the years he was trapped living there. This is why he teleports, eyes glow, gets aggressive when stared back at. They're habits and customs he picked up from their culture. He's already on the fence about you and you're Staring at him? You're so rude, the Endermen would have a fit about this.
He went blind after the first several years of being trapped in the End prior to his actual death. he didn't have supplies with him, he never had any intention of being here.
Cold to the touch with the Slightest sickly purple undertone as a result of The End's infection on him.
In my own au, he is the End Poet or whatever it's called. The one that writes the poem at the end of the game. He's been trapped in The End a long time, he had to have picked up a hobby. He's grown withdrawn, tired and Secretly philosophical. he will vehemently deny it. May even kill you just for suggesting it.
He spent so many years in The End, he speaks their language, he can remember bits and pieces when the player speaks their language, but it's been so long he can no longer recall the how to speak the tongue himself. With the player, he isn't sure he'd like to relearn anyhow.
Herobrine's appearance:
2.5-3 blocks tall. Built like a strongman. Soft belly. exercise was another hobby he got Real into in The End.
Long hair. random braids scattered about with bits of plant and gold intertwined. Vines are so intermingled in his hair, it's as though they sprout from his scalp too
stubble. Sometimes it gets scruffy.
visible purple veins crawl underneath his skin. More plants seem to be wrapped around him like they're attached. If he stands in place too long they begin growing into the ground, rooting him.
Cloudy, light purple (Nearly white) eyes. You don't see the color unless you're Real close. They glow in the dark like a cat's.
very tired and visibly worn out. It shows in the way he carries himself when he believes the player does not see him. when he's alone.
eldritch being. Does not Have to look remotely human at all. His visible humanity is based on his mood/mental state. is capable of evoking Color-Out-Of-Space level existential horror
Anyways thank you all for reading I do intend to draw what my headcanon appearance is for a better example. I would love feedback and thoughts :) I have no issue expanding on what any of these bullets mean lol I tried to be concise.
also if there is like, actual lore about him and if any of my headcanons come close, please feel free to tell me :>
Have a good day, friends.
(Edit: The specific Au of mine this is is now called "The fog's call", i'll have that tag on posts about it :) )
Would anybody like my long list of herobrine headcannons. Spoiler alert he haunts the narrative and is blind. Yes i may be in love with him.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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There is a little menace running around my bedroom in progress taking down my torches. I wasnt aware he could Do that. Hes so annoying its only the ones around my bed. what is this, mood lighting??
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Would anybody like my long list of herobrine headcannons. Spoiler alert he haunts the narrative and is blind. Yes i may be in love with him.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Pinned Post / INFO (Myself, skins, Mods, packs, etc.)
Hello :) My name is Simon and I'm living vicariously through myself in minecraft.
I am playing this blog's world basically as a one-man RP. Art and all.
My world info:
Currently trying java for the first time
Seed: 7599824378187852
Mods: From the fog, optifine, mizuno craft, another furniture add-on.
World Lore Synapsis:
I am playing as the only living human in the land. I want a sense of community and will try fit in with the village beside my mountain. I will help them as they will help me.
I am haunted by an entity that knows something is wrong with my presence in the game just I know something is wrong with its. The thing does not believe I am human just as I believe he is not either. I may force him to be my roommate if times are tough enough. I will answer questions but I will do so on my own terms. I want to reveal my world lore bit by bit :)
Simon the In-Game OC lore so far:
27(???), (He/Him). Does not speak often due to no one understanding human language. existentially tired, wants to be humble minecraft farmer to escape the Horrors of his life before the game. (Yes I am implying he knows it is a game. Will elaborate later.)
TV Head. Who knows what else he has going on. Why would he say he's human.
Simon is horribly afraid of isolation.
Now that this pinned post is done. One last thing. I am new to modern minecraft. I would appreciate tips and help because while I hope I am a Kind man, I am not a Smart one. I tend to do things the most frustrating way for everyone when it comes to games.
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Things I say as myself, not in character: Simon Says Silly Stuff
Things I say in Character/ In-Game: Simon Says Story Stuff
Thank you for reading. I hope you join my journey. Have a quick sketch of my mountain lol. I think I want to keep my avatar Undrawn like this sometimes.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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THE MOD IS WORKING AND I HAD A HEARD ATTA K
👉👈 I would like a Herobrine add on for bedrock (xbox so i am bound to marketplace(?)) But alas. None.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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>:3c
👉👈 I would like a Herobrine add on for bedrock (xbox so i am bound to marketplace(?)) But alas. None.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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👉👈 I would like a Herobrine add on for bedrock (xbox so i am bound to marketplace(?)) But alas. None.
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simon-cctv · 1 year ago
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Shhhh they are talking
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