theoneandonlyalexbrine2025

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Hmm…I’ll keep a lookout for anything. I would recommend you do the same. Two sets of eyes are better than one.

Hey fella, got a question for you have you been to the world Rifted Utopia?

-sans

*Hero raises an eyebrow.*

No-

Oh, yes I have. I visit there every once in a while. To check in.

Sorry, Hero, different realm than ours.

Ah. That explains it.

I believe I’ve seen you before…Sans, you said your name was?

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

I am one of her old friends, yes…and I am well aware that my tower is rather “spooky” now. It’s been some time since I’ve lived there, even part time…

Darling, I feel a little…out of the loop, here.

I’ll tell you later, Hero. Can you go check on Poseidon while we talk?

Alright…I’ll check back later.

*He presses a kiss to his wife’s cheek, then teleports away.*

*She sighs.*

Apologies. Hero doesn’t know much about Rifted Utopia. He’s either too preoccupied with fighting Entity 303, or loving on me, the latter of which I do not mind.

Now, that rumor does not ring any bells…is there any more information on this?

Hey fella, got a question for you have you been to the world Rifted Utopia?

-sans

*Hero raises an eyebrow.*

No-

Oh, yes I have. I visit there every once in a while. To check in.

Sorry, Hero, different realm than ours.

Ah. That explains it.

I believe I’ve seen you before…Sans, you said your name was?

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Hey fella, got a question for you have you been to the world Rifted Utopia?

-sans

*Hero raises an eyebrow.*

No-

Oh, yes I have. I visit there every once in a while. To check in.

Sorry, Hero, different realm than ours.

Ah. That explains it.

I believe I’ve seen you before…Sans, you said your name was?

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

This is a question for the two of you: Say you each have an absolutely perfect day where everything goes just the way you want it to. What does that day look like?

Date day.~

Aleeex…

What~? I’m not wrong. You and I spend the majority of our time together, we’re practically connected at the hip!

I know…but being overly flirty and blunt is MY thing. Don’t steal my thing, woman.~

I’ll steal whatever I damn well like. You weren’t complaining when I stole your heart.~

*That gets him to stutter for a couple of seconds, trying to come up with a good retort to continue the banter…but eventually sighs heavily.*

Alright, you win.

What was that about you “always” winning~?

Okaaaayyy, I get it! Don’t need to get cocky about it. Let’s actually ELABORATE on what you mean by “date day”.

Alright, fair enough. Well, for me, it would be waking up with you laying on top of me…you make a rather handsome weighted blanket. Your bedhead hair is adorable when you first wake up.~

Alex…

*He’s blushing. Very obviously.*

Okay, okay, continuing!

Thank you…though I will agree with that, the light from our window casts you in a rather golden glow early in the morning. Makes you look like a goddess.~

*She squeaks. Payback.*

Checkmate.~ NOW you may continue.

*She grumbles.*

We’d get out of bed after a little while longer of cuddling, get dressed, etcera…probably have pancakes for breakfast, go for a walk with Ouroboros and Poseidon…

Maybe go for a little flight on our own after taking them out~?

I was getting there, dork.~

YOUR dork. You married me.~

Stop flirting, or you know we’ll have to finish this ask later!

What’s wrong with that~?

You-!

*She presses a hand up against his face to push him away…she’s clearly not annoyed though, judging by the smile she’s fighting.*

ANYWAY! Like he said, we’d probably go for a flight after taking the pets out, enjoy the day- especially if it’s rainy.~

*He removes her hand- but only lets go of it AFTER he presses a kiss to her palm. Hopeless romantic.*

We both LOVE the rain. Have you ever wanted to dance in the rain with your partner? It’s one of the most romantic things to do- especially if it’s just the right amount of rain, not a total downpour- though WE don’t mind it- and if you both enjoy the rain. Not so fun if one of you despises it.

*She’s choosing to ignore the hand kiss…it was rather sweet.*

It’s made even more special since you proposed to me while we were mid sky dance in the rain.~

Mmmhm.~ For us? There was no better time.

*There’s silence between the two of them for a moment, Alex adjusting herself in her seat so she can lean over- and lay her head in his lap. He now has his own chair beside hers…and it looks rather silly because her face is no longer in view of the camera, just her propped up knees.*

*He reaches a hand down, presumably to hold one of hers.*

Do you want me to continue~? Are you too comfortable to do so yourself?

For the moment? Yes to both.~

Fair enough…let’s see…after that flight, depending on if it was sunny or not- if it wasn’t, we’d go find somewhere to sun ourselves and dry our clothes off, probably naked-

We have no shame in that regard.

And if it was sunny, find somewhere to swim…

Also probably naked.~

Weren’t you too focused on cuddling to talk? Shush.~

Continuing- after either of those, it’d probably be well past noon knowing us- and we’d go to the mesa a couple hundred blocks away from our home. That kind of distance means nothing when you can fly…we’d go to our favorite cliff, and watch the sunset…

And when we go home, one of two outcomes happens.~

*He’s given up on trying to remind her of what she previously said.*

Oh? And what would those be~?

One- we go straight to bed, you lay on top of me and we get a good nights sleep…or two- before we can get ready to change into our sleepwear, I pull you into bed to make love.~ THEN we fall asleep afterwards.~

…you are insatiable.

Takes one to know one.~

*Hero reaches over to her laptop, stops the recording, sends it- then shuts the laptop. No repeats of last time.*

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Are there any entities or individuals that are under both of your guys’ protection? (Aside from Ouroboros and Poseidon, of course)

Well…

We mostly protect mortals, save for a few Entities who have been traumatized by their deaths and don’t wish to take on a name for themselves, and simply wish to hide…keep a semblance of the normal life they had before…but, there are 2.

3.

No. 2. We don’t talk about her.

Alex…she’s your-

I KNOW who she is. But unlike you, I don’t have that kind of connection with my sibling. Answer the question…

*She looks annoyed, dodging the subject out of…what? Spite? Frustration?*

It was to both of us…but alright.

My brothers. Nether and Ender. Ender was the youngest, Nether was the middle child.

I…was the eldest…the one who supported our lifestyle, primarily…Jake…Nether, was an adventurer at heart. He could never sit still and be content, he wanted more…all he wanted was to keep going, to push the boundaries of what could be done…

He was the third Brine born…

Years after myself and Alex found each other…

And then, of course…Simon…Ender…out of the three of us, he was the most soft spoken one. The least rambunctious. He was an apprentice for the local alchemist. He wanted to be a healer. To help people…

He…was the fourth Brine…

I couldn’t save them…

Hero…

I should have BEEN THERE for them…I was the eldest!

There was nothing you could have done.

There SHOULD have been something I could do! I never asked for this power, neither did you, or them! NOBODY ASKS FOR THIS KIND OF POW-

*She hugs him. Tightly. Effectively snapping him out of his spiraling.*

…

*He hugs her back, sobbing into her shoulder…he wishes there was something more he could have done to protect his brothers…but how could he go back and face them after being cast out of his own village…? His only saving grace was Alex…and that his brothers were still out that day…they never witnessed him being chased from their home…all they were told is that a monster took the shape of…of Steve, and tried to get into the village…and they chased him off…they know better, now.*

…to answer your question, yes…Nether and Ender are under our protection, and should they ever be in danger, or need our help, we will be there for them…come on, darling. Let’s go lay down…I think you just need to be held for a little while…

T-Thank you, Alex…

For better or worse, honey…

I’ll always be here for you.

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

I asked Alex about her past, so I suppose it’s only fair. Herobrine, what was your life like before you became an entity?

Honestly? I lived an honest life. Contrary to what some of you may believed, I wasn’t a miner. I was a lumberjack. I only went into the mine when my tools broke.

I wasn’t rich, nor was I poor, and my family had long since passed on. But I was happy. I had friends in my village, an honest way of life, a profession…it was all I needed.

But…

*Alex puts a hand on top of his, a sympathetic look on her face.*

*He takes a deep breath, putting their foreheads together, closing his eyes.*

As a hurt man like myself once said…

“Nothing built can last forever.”

But…of course…I tried to stop that. Fix things before they broke. I didn’t have time to go the safe way…and I paid the price.

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

So, you’ve both mentioned the lack of any overarching community among entities, and that both of you are basically “the king and queen.” Have you two ever thought about actually claiming that throne? With more and more entities being “born” surely having a sort of leadership would be beneficial.

Were it that easy…perhaps we would have done so.

Too many Entities are naturally hostile, with no conscious mind to speak of. They simply kill, whether you are peaceful or not. There’s no ruling over them.

Precisely…and while Entity 303 has had no success, he frequently fights me.

Correction: YOU fight HIM. It would be so easy to teleport away when he instigates a fight.

Dearest…you know I can’t do that.

Because you would seem weak to other Entities by avoiding a fight, I know, I know…it’s just tiring…

If that was an option, you know I’d take it. But as is, there isn’t. Besides, I know you like watching me put him in his place.~

Hmm…you’re right on that front, darling.~

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Herobrine i think im asking what were all thinking here. Whats it like being the ‘first?’

See~? I told you they’d be interested and fine with talking to us.~

*Are those…hickeys, peeking out from the collar of her shirt?*

From the other end of a computer, dear. But I suppose you’re right…I owe you 30 diamonds.

*His hair is more than a little disheveled, though it looks like he tried to fix it.*

Just answer the question, Hero.

Alright…well, I was the first man to dig straight down. In the area I fell, there were plenty of jagged rocks. It only took one unlucky SHARP one to pierce my skull…I blacked out. But if you looked at me, you’d be able to tell: I was dead. I don’t remember what happened while I was out. I don’t know. But I remember when I woke up, I was in the air- still in the cave, but a few feet off the ground. When I fully awoke, I stopped hovering and had to catch myself on my hands and feet before I hit my head FACE FIRST this time. I caught myself…but I felt stronger. I Wasn’t the strongest man alive when I died- but I was then.

After that, I climbed my way out of that cave. When I made it out, I was covered head to toe with dirt and rubble…but even then, my eyes were the scariest thing to the people in my village. White…

*He shakes his head.*

If you meant what it’s like being the “king” of Entities- it’s alright, I suppose. But, frankly, I would LOVE for Entity 303 to go throw himself in a lava pool…don’t know how much it would do, but if he would do that, it’d be great.

{Hi! This is the creator of the blog! Hero’s origins- aside from being the first man to dig straight down- is inspired by a short on YouTube by VIOTOONS! I love their animations and thought I’d pay tribute, as well as promote them. The link for the short is below, I highly recommend giving it a watch.}

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Um… hey Alex? Y-You didn’t shut your camera down right. I-It’s still recording. IT’S STILL RECORDING!!

*Both her and Hero had started to kiss passionately when Alex heard the notification. They hadn’t gone to their bedroom yet, thankfully.*

Hmm…? Hero- Hero, sweetheart-!

Just enjoy it, Alex.~

The CAMERA is still go-ING!

*He’d nipped at her neck, before freezing.*

Wh-what?

*His eyes widen while looking over her shoulder- it was indeed still going.*

Oh, sweet Notch and Jeb…

*Instead of Alex being the one to reach over and end the recording, he does, practically slamming on the button to end it, shutting her laptop for good measure.*

NOW the recording has ended…

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Sooo, about that favorite song. Is there a story behind it? 👀

Because I can’t help but get the feeling there’s more to it than just a cute n’ catchy beat.

*This lifts her bad mood in a second, going from annoyed, to flustered, judging by the blush on her face. And now she’s sitting back up, fidgeting with a loose strand of her orange hair.*

W-w-well, Hero thinks it’s fitting, and I agree with him, so-

*She flinches. There’s a hand on the desk beside her, and another on her shoulder. That blushing just got worse.*

[Herobrine has joined the blog!]

*He gives her shoulder a light squeeze, leaning against the desk, a small smirk on his face.*

Are you still working on these asks, darling?

I-I…just two right now, dear.

*Herobrine turns his gaze to the computer, seeing the question on the screen, then chuckles lowly, looking back at Alexbrine with lidded eyes.*

Oh, well, this ones easy.~

*The hand that was on her shoulder slides up to gently cup her chin.*

It’s because she still gets butterflies when she looks at me.~

*She seems to shudder, leaning into his hand- at least before she snaps out of it and pulls back.*

What-! Now, hold on a second, you still get butterflies too!

*He snickers, raising an eyebrow.*

I don’t believe I ever said I DIDN’T, dearest.~ But you show it the most.~

*She grumbles, crossing her arms.*

*He hums in satisfaction, firmly grabbing the desk chair she’s in and spinning it around so her back is to the camera, and when he steps in front of her, he is much more visible. Both of his hands go to her shoulders as he leans in.*

Come to bed with me, Alex.~

Hero-! I-I…umm…mmph…

*She sighs, leaning into a kiss he briefly presses to her neck, before she reaches a hand back to reach the computer.*

Alright, Ravager. You win.~

Don’t I always~?

*Alex hits the button to answer the ask, sending the footage and closing the camera.*

Almost always.~

Hmmm, I’ll take that as a “yes”.~

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

What was your family like back when you were mortal? You mentioned they were posh. Were they royalty..?

*The Entity rolls her eyes at the ask on her computer, sighing heavily while looking into the camera and propping her chin up with one hand.*

No…not royalty. Think upper class. We weren’t a “noble” family, but my father sure liked to make people think we were…my mother died giving birth to me, I never knew her. My father owned an iron mining operation…while not sounding like it makes a lot of money, iron is an essential item in any new adventurers life. Not even just them, but for farmers, lumberjacks, etcera…trading that iron gets you a lot of emeralds. Our house was huge, too big than what we needed. For the love of the Nether, we had a BALLROOM. When was my father EVER going to host a GALA?!

*She huffs, pinching the bridge of her nose with her other hand…sensitive subject.*

I’m sorry. I don’t like being reminded of that bastard.

Next question…

[Alexbrine is unaware she is being watched and silently snuck up on.]

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

I do think it would help. I’ll get back to you later, lovebird.~

*She playfully winks at Mevia, then teleports away before Mevia can come up with a retort.*

You STILL haven’t made a move on him?

Mevia, at this point I’m about ready to go set something up FOR you. You are aware I can change my appearance, right?

I’m not above disguising myself as you to see if I can get some signals off of him. And don’t say I can’t pull that off, I know you like the back of my hand at this point.

-@theoneandonlyalexbrine2025

The problem isn’t whether or not he does give any signals off.

It’s more of the fact I can’t contact him because I don’t know where to find him! We don’t have a stable form of contact!

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

*She stretches her arms above her head casually, sighing.*

Mevia, dear, you don’t see the point in me helping you with ANYTHING. And if you don’t try anything, you never know what could happen. If things don’t work out, they don’t work out! But at least you tried.

You STILL haven’t made a move on him?

Mevia, at this point I’m about ready to go set something up FOR you. You are aware I can change my appearance, right?

I’m not above disguising myself as you to see if I can get some signals off of him. And don’t say I can’t pull that off, I know you like the back of my hand at this point.

-@theoneandonlyalexbrine2025

The problem isn’t whether or not he does give any signals off.

It’s more of the fact I can’t contact him because I don’t know where to find him! We don’t have a stable form of contact!

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

Mevia. How many times have we been over this? I am- three thousand. Seven hundred. Thirty two years old.

I HAVE ALL THE TIME AND ENERGY IN THE WORLD.

So stop saying that.

You STILL haven’t made a move on him?

Mevia, at this point I’m about ready to go set something up FOR you. You are aware I can change my appearance, right?

I’m not above disguising myself as you to see if I can get some signals off of him. And don’t say I can’t pull that off, I know you like the back of my hand at this point.

-@theoneandonlyalexbrine2025

The problem isn’t whether or not he does give any signals off.

It’s more of the fact I can’t contact him because I don’t know where to find him! We don’t have a stable form of contact!

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

I can TELEPORT straight to him. If he’s a being I know, or that I am aware of, I can reach him. You forget, I was around at the beginning of the end for the “Old Builders”. I just wiped your memories.

But that doesn’t mean I have forgotten him.

You STILL haven’t made a move on him?

Mevia, at this point I’m about ready to go set something up FOR you. You are aware I can change my appearance, right?

I’m not above disguising myself as you to see if I can get some signals off of him. And don’t say I can’t pull that off, I know you like the back of my hand at this point.

-@theoneandonlyalexbrine2025

The problem isn’t whether or not he does give any signals off.

It’s more of the fact I can’t contact him because I don’t know where to find him! We don’t have a stable form of contact!

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

*Alexbrine raises an eyebrow, clearing her throat, then gesturing to herself.*

What am I, then?

You STILL haven’t made a move on him?

Mevia, at this point I’m about ready to go set something up FOR you. You are aware I can change my appearance, right?

I’m not above disguising myself as you to see if I can get some signals off of him. And don’t say I can’t pull that off, I know you like the back of my hand at this point.

-@theoneandonlyalexbrine2025

The problem isn’t whether or not he does give any signals off.

It’s more of the fact I can’t contact him because I don’t know where to find him! We don’t have a stable form of contact!

[theoneandonlyalexbrine2025]

*Sensing Petra’s discomfort, she pulls back, standing up.*

*She nods, and without another word, turns invisible, her eyes remaining seen for a moment, before they vanish. She’s staying, but for now she’ll stay out of sight.*

*This is only going to get worse. And she knows it. Whether it’ll get better eventually is something she is still uncertain of…only time will tell.*

*The Entity wastes no time in teleporting away from her home, and straight to Beacontown…the place is COVERED in sculk…and as she hovers above the place, she can’t help but frown…how does such a thing happen…*

By Notch and Jeb…

*She stays for a few moments longer, scanning the area before flying higher up, looking around- then double taking when she sees the glass dome Petra spoke of in the distance. She speeds off towards it.*

*When she’s close enough, she can make out the tent inside it, alongside several other tents and small huts outside and around the dome. She really wasn’t joking when she said she was being monitored. She turns invisible, flying down to the ground right outside the dome, listening for the sounds of people talking.*

Petra is inside the tent, head buried, despite the stifling heat of being under a giant glass dome; combined with the heat of the tent from being in uncirculated air.

Even with her elevated sense of hearing, she couldn't really pick up the entity's footsteps as she patrols the edges of the dome; the hubbub around camp wasn't helping. It was like a thousand voices in her head, grating against her brain and hitting frying pans together as they did. A miserable cacophany of sensory overload and a complete reminder of her current isolation.