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DO YOU SEE THE VISION

This idea has had me in a chokehold since I first saw his new fit, thought it could be really regal and dynamic :D

(also sorry about the change in skin color from drawing to drawing, i realized the color was off after doing the first one and in the next one tried to fix it to the best of my limited-marker-supply’s ability)

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Ok but for the wreck it Ralph Au Joel still ends up going turbo due to a fear of death and leaving his first true friend behind after he finds out his game is going to be unplugged?

What if Jimmy is horrified that Joel took over someones life and continues to do so?

What If the events of the movie still happened but differently?

(sorry that post is now rolling about my head)

oouuhhhh okay like. This could happen

Joel doesn't know how to tell Jimmy that it's- it's not just the fear of being replaced. No. There's something deeper, something that was rare until those horrible shiny new racers across the way appeared. It's common now, the players so bored they turn to tearing him apart over and over as they wait to praise the angelic Roadrush.

Crushed under his flipped car.

Thrown out at top speed when they forcibly mess up a turn and scraped across the pavement.

Run over by his competition.

Grian and Gem at least have the courtesy to stop teasing him whenever he loses, but they also stoped talking to him completely.

He's so afraid. Afraid, yes, technically for Gem and Grian and his game, but- It's no secret he's selfish. He's the only player character in a racing game, he was created to always want more. Greed and egotism run as deep in his code as this fear. If he always wants one more win, one more race, one more trophy, he'll perform better for the ones who compel his movements.

For the ones who force him to cause his own death.

It's only natural to fear death. Joel is no stranger at all, having been killed by players accidentally before, but he finally understands why in the first days of his game, Jimmy would always emerge looking like he had been forced through hell and back. The repeated feeling of his bones cracking, his skin going cold, his heart stopping and his muscles not responding to his desperate commands to get up get back in the car keep driving- its enough to make anyone go insane.

He's scared. If he doesn't fulfill his role well enough, what will they do? Will they pull the plug? Will he have to live out his days in game central Station, seeing the faces of his fellow Turbo racers, forever angry with him? He can't even begin to imagine living his whole life with the feelings of others disdain, their pity, their disappointment in him. All while those shiny new racers, angelic in their aragonce, live their perfect lives while he hides in the squalor like a demon?

It's perfectly reasonable he loses his mind. A good captain goes down with his ship, but the idea of that darkness swallowing him whole is the last straw.

And when the red clears from his vision, when he wipes the blood and ash and char off his visor, he realizes what's he done. Standing in another game, at another track, seeing the disappointed faces of the children behind the glass. And when he looks down, all he sees is destruction- twisted remains of cars, shiny race suits reduced to ash, all lit by the almost hellish glow of the orange "out of service" sign high above.

He can't go back.

Well, he, he could, but it's never really an option. It's not like Gem or Grian would know it was him, but Jimmy? The one person who believed in him, who cared for him, who tried to help him? He would see Joel for who he is- a selfish, murderous, egotistical devil.

He hides.

He runs, and hides, and finds a quiet spot or three in the bowels of Game Central Station, and tears himself to peices for years. There are booklets, on code and how it works, and he's not interested in them but sometimes it gets hard to think and they way they numb his mind (and, later, click into place) makes things a bit better.

Ten years go by. No one looks for him. They think he went down with another captains ship. He hears his own ship went down as well. Of course it would, without its namesake character. Once he wonders if Grian and Gem got out, and it all gets so much worse for a while

When he hears they're putting another racing game in, ones who's code is similar to what he's learned, he doesn't think.

He doesn't remember running to Sugar Rush's entrance, or finding the game's code room, but he does- and it's perfect. Abandoned, half baked projects, with plenty of dead character models to spare.

It takes a bit of work, but he links himself to one at random- a quiet, hermit of a candy man who lives on the farside of the forest- and dons that man's face and name. He doesn't deserve to be a racer in this game, after what he's done, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss it, so this is as close as he'll let himself be. Close enough be content, but not truly happy.

And when the game starts the next day, it's like he was always there.

Years pass. He stays alone.

And the one day, a man with flaming hair and dark armor appears, waving around some kind of sensor and talking about bugs, with some else in tow.

Someone... scarily familar.

Someone Joel never wanted to see again, not because he didn't WANT to but because he wouldn't be able to take seeing the horror and disappointment in his eyes.

And the blonde man in blue approaches him, and he doesn't look right, like he's tired and world weary and beaten down and like he's been in grief for years. Like his program is being worn thin from how many times it's walked in a circle.

Jimmy asks if he's okay, just like all those nights at Tappers, just like whenever Joel would scream and pull at his hair and fall to his knees crying in the penthouse because he hated what his mind wanted him to do, just like he would even when Joel was smiling.

And Joel runs.

As for Jimmy, I think he'd be despondent. Horrified at himself for not doing enough and horrified at Joel for not excepting help. He's Fix It Felix, for goodness sakes! (No matter how much he disagrees with the name.) And the one thing that was most important to him, his first friend? He couldn't help him. He couldn't fix him. And

(Sorry I just got reminded of the picture I found last night of turbo saying "I'm going to destroy roadblasters" and Felix saying "I can fix him". That's what's happening here. Coughs anyway)

And so many people got hurt because of Joel, so ESSENTIALLY, it's all Jimmy's fault.

After a long time of messy, emotional, open bleeding hurting GRIEF...

He snaps back.

Joel didn't follow the program. And Jimmy tried, Jimmy tried his best but he didn't know Joel's program. He couldn't fix it. So the best thing to do is to follow the program now.

He stops interacting with people from outside his game. He's cheery, he's nice, but there's something strange about him. His eyes seem a bit darker, emptier. He fulfills his jobs as the hero of his game. After each day, he congratulates the Nicelanders (because that's what the hero does) and doesn't speak a word to Ren (because the hero can't associate with the villain, can't associate with a destroyer, MUST CUT TIES WITH SOMEONE WHO HURTS OTHERS), and goes up the penthouse stairs and opens and shuts the door and hangs his medal up on the wall (same as every day) and lies down on his bed (same as every night) and he. Sticks to. The Program. It can't be broken. Joel broke his own program, and Jimmy is incredibly lucky his didn't get damaged too badly from hanging around him so much, so it must be recovered and gently nurtured back to normalcy and then NEVER BROKEN. HE MUST. FOLLOW. THE PROGRAM.

He has to fix everything else.

So when he hears his own villain (Ren, Ren, they were friends once, weren't they? But the program won't allow that) has perhaps followed in that devils path, it's in his program to track him down. Stepping into the GCS after years is awful, and looking to the right expecting to see something familar is even worse.

He gets help from another hero, who's also following their program, who could have been intresting but is just another person now in the face of his apathy. And as they search Sugar Rush for his villain and their villain, he sees someone.

A man, staring at him like he's seen a ghost.

It's not explicitly part of his program, but he's a hero, and a kind one at that, so he approaches and asks if something is wrong.

And the man runs away, leaving Jimmy dimly confused, and trying to figure out who he reminded him off.

Eventually, after a long fight and lots of confusion, the hero who accompanied him (their name is... something like a callsign? Bravo?) sets off a volcano, attracting all of the bugs into a firey doom, and the princess of the sugar land rolls over the finish line (with... Ren's help?), causing a wave of refreshed code to engulf and restructure the destroyed landscape.

And as Jimmy strides toward Ren, preparing to do... what exactly, he doesn't know, he sees the villains eyes go wide, and he shouts something, pointing over Jim's shoulder.

So Jim turns.

Behind them is the candy man from earlier, still looking scared, and his form... flickers as the code travels over him, turning red at first and then eating away at the first layer, and then washes away, revealing...

HIM.

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spreading bug joel propaganda >:]

Sum headcanons if you want to read them

Has multiple eyes but covers them with his hair because people often don't know which pair of eyes they should look at and get uncomfortable

Mostly uses extra arms for building as it can get too complicated when using them in battle

Has his wings folded back most of the time, and only spreads them out to intimidate people and make him look bigger

Incredibly quiet but always gives himself away by giggling or clearing his throat

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Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the labubu nation attacked...

Blood. Traps. Courage. Labubu.

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Past Life but the hybrid characters are human if their hybrid mob didn't exist in the version they're playing in.

This idea has been rolling around in my mind for a while and I have no idea what to do with it but I like it.

Enjoy my pitch of this idea through a short Tango POV of him waking up in Episode 1 as a human cause Blaze mobs didn't exists until Release.

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When getting taken into a game, it always felt a little strange. One second you were knee-deep in redstone noodles, trying to fix a janky armor stand with too many arrows and not enough logic, and the next, the room started spinning. Your stomach dropped. That five-second warning was all you got before the world blinked away and you woke up in the middle of yet another cursed Life game, the Watchers licking their lips and laughing at your expense.

Tango was used to that by now. The sudden shift, the nausea, the general “ugh” of it all.

This time wasn’t different.

Except… it was.

He braced for the usual, heat flooding his body, the spark in his chest reigniting, the comforting pull of fire curling under his skin. But there was nothing.

No fire.

It wasn’t cold, either. Just… neutral. A flatline of sensation. Unsettling in its quietness.

His ears twitched. Or they were supposed to. His tail should’ve lashed in warning, slicing through the air in discomfort. But he felt nothing but the memory of those movements, phantom instincts that didn’t translate.

Frowning, Tango opened his eyes. The world greeted him, but it was all wrong.

Where it was usually dimmed, colors filtered through the red-tint of his goggles, softened to keep from burning his overly sensitive eyes, now it was oppressively dark. He reached for his glasses out of habit, slipped them off, and rubbed at his eyes.

That was the first red flag.

He took in the landscape. Sparse trees. A single type of leaf. No grass variants. Everything was moving just a little too choppily, like someone had dropped the framerate. And a strange symbol floating at the center of it all. 

Oh. Right. Jimmy had explained this to him once, some kind of thing about The Watchers. And how they liked their little nostalgia traps.

Where were they? Pre-update era? Beta something?

He filed the info away, barely, because that wasn’t the biggest issue right now.

He could see. Without the glasses.

No pain. No sensitivity. Just… sight.

The realization hit like a piston to the gut.

He ran a hand through his hair… hair. No flame or flicker, just hair. Trying to ground himself and froze.

His fingertips were blunt. No claws. Just soft, human nails. His skin was smooth, pale, unburnt. He looked down and turned over his hands. Gone was the soot-stained ash black creeping up his arms. Gone was the warmth. His palms were pink and unfamiliar.

He stumbled back a step, turned quickly, and reached behind him.

No tail.

His ears, he touched them, rounded. Human.

His breath caught.

Why was he human?

His heart beat louder than it should. Faster.

He wasn’t alone. Around him, the other players stirred groaning, stretching, blinking against the light. But something was wrong with them too.

Feathers had been replaced with skin. Wings gone. Horns missing. Markings faded. Muted, dulled-down versions of who they were. And all of them were clearly trying not to panic.

He wasn’t the only one.

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King Joel of Mezalea

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!! ATTENTION VIEWER !!

I, like the humble person I am, am offering you a ONCE IN A LIFETIME OPPORTUNITY!!!

I am currently looking for someone who is interested in scottishbeans who I could talk to (about scottishbeans) (probably in a non romantic way i just like their dynamic)

Required qualifications

Appreciation for scottishbeans

RESPECT for scottishbeans

thats about it

What the position would include

Listening to my inane ramblings about scottishbeans

Reciprocating your own thoughts about scottishbeans

ummm being frens and liking scottishbeans

we share arts and insane theories and talk way too in depth about the psychology behind the actions of people who play minecraft non seriously with friends

I would be willing to make a discord if there are enough applicants

Thanks for reading!

(DM if intersted)

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Alright chat, remember to be respectful about Lizzie and Joel's kid! Do not theorize about the name, or try to get more information out of them when they stream/on their comments!! It was already weird seeing people theorize about Lizzie being pregnant. They will share whatever they want to share. Just let them enjoy this time. Being a new parent is tiring, do not add to that stress!

That said, I'm so happy for them, they are going to be wonderful parents <3

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Hellooooo trafficblr

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joel and lizzie have a daughter!

source:

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the fandom has collectively agreed that everybody is in their old skins for past life . which i agree with . however may i propose that they're not just in their old clothes ... but their old bodies?

minecraft was released november 18, 2011 . at that time, each past life smp member would be roughly :

skizzleman: 32 years old . impulsesv: 30 years old . zombiecleo: 30 years old . *tangotek: 30~ years old . rendog: 29 years . bdoubleo100: 29 years . *ethoslab: 25~ years . bigbst4tz2: 21 years . inthelittlewood: 21 years . *goodtimeswithscar: 21~ years . smallishbeans: 18 years . grian: 18 years . smajor1995: 15 years . solidaritygaming: 15 years . geminitay: 15 years . pearlescentmoon: 15 years . *etho, scar, & tango don't have public ages, so i just kinda estimated / headcanoned how old they MIGHT be, so take those ones with a grain of salt !!

this headcanon makes each team-up INFINITELY funnier imo. imagine with me :

single teen father grian minecraft and his two 15 year-old daughters .

cabincore's dynamic not being "etho x etho's new bf + etho's estranged kids" but twenties scar, bdubs, & etho as impromptu parents to a 15-year-old scott ( who ends up being the one parenting the adults . somehow )

32-year-old skizzleman becoming a father to young adult bigb along with his little brothers teenage joel & jimmy .

30-year-old cleo with young adult martyn who is ready to make the WORST life decisions imaginable .

gluten guys are all old af so their dynamic probably stays the same except they don't have back problems and a receding hairline anymore ig but you get it ,

anyway the vision . do you guys see the vision .......

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Thank you to everyone who contributed to the butterfly jar this artfight!

Credits (Top to bottom, left to right)

Me, Xynolle

Nevermore_the_raven, WeirdoWhoDraws's friend, WeirdoWhoDraws

Just_a_bored_seeker, onxpii, Sourmn

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artfight wrap up highlights days 19-34 (i realized im very behind on posting these so im gonna split them up into two parts) Characters owned by, in order of appearance: @whitetieblacknoise @spargus2 @dreamdancerdotfile myself (zachery is in the corner) @corvidrouxster TheAnimeGamer7

ATTACK ME HERE

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PAST LIFE REJECTS ART <3

i love them <3 ((full art thats doesnt have the text...))

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ranchers designs for the DL finale anniversary! i’m slowly expanding the lineup!

kept with the 60s theme — though you can’t particularly tell, as most reference images i found have a very similar style to modern day farmwear.

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so that octo-kill huh?