chapter 8
The server was HUGE. Everything was enormous! the bases, the jungle, and the vastness of the world. It all felt so overhwelming, but at the same time freeing in a almost sick kind of way.
No one here really griefed out of malice, and the worst things to happen were prank wars and a game where everyone tried to get other's heads. A bit morbid, sure, but all in good fun.
"ok, here we are." The Admin's base. X-ie-suma? Eh close enough.
Mumbo went to knock at the huge metal door in one a the many yellow towers. A "COMING!" was heard from the base before clattering and low and behold, the door opened.
In the doorway was a man in a yellow suit made to the theme of a bee, every part of his body covered except his eyes, which were shielded by
glass. He faintly reminded Tommy of Doomguy.
"Hello Mumbo," He turned to Tommy with a confused look, "Did you bring someone from outside the server?"
"Well, kind of. See, this is Tommyinnit, and he just kind of...appeared here? I was searching around the Mansion and i found him tackling me." Of course, He didn't give out too many details.
"Ah, ok. Tommyinnit, is it? Come in."
once they came in, Mumbo told Tommy to wait as he talked to Xisuma. While they talked, he was told to go get himself a new shirt and jeans from the closet on one of the upper levels, which he did.
Dressed in his new pair of jeans and red shirt, he got permission to play video games and for maybe 30 minutes played Lego Starwars(it was hard to pick out of the seemingly million of games this guy has), before being asked to go with the admin to the top of the tower.
The view from the top of the tower was magnificent. The jungle seemed to stretch on for forever, and on the other side a small desert with grasslands not too far away. The sun was just setting, and the red glow that came from it was cast on the world just emphasized the beauty of it all, man made or not.
"You like it?" Xisuma caught up to him.
"yeah, it's awesome." He had heard of Hermitcraft and it's beautiful bases, but he always thought it was fake. Clickbait, almost. No one could be that nice and kind, could they? No one could make this in the span of a year or two!
"I'm glad." The two stared out of the window before the admins finally spoke. "You're from the dream smp, correct?"
"yeah, how'd you know?"
"Well
1. I knew your admin and know the mark from that server, and
2. The system told me when you spawned in."
He knew dream??
"Say, where's Mumbo?" Tommy quickly tried to change the subject, to which Xisuma just pressed on.
"Don't change the subject." His voice was calming and caring, but firm.
Tommy stayed quiet. He didn't want to talk about that stupid green teletubby.
"Right well...I don't really care where I'm from."
"Right well I'm going to have to bring you back at some point, you know that, right?"
Tommy stayed quiet at that comment. Breaking the silence, Mumbo walked in, receiving a breath of relief from the teen.
"Hey, is everything ok?" What had he been doing all this time?
"Yep! Me and Tom here were just talking about bringing him back home." Xisuma paused. "I forgot to say before, but there will be one problem bringing you home. Just a day ago we were- the admins I mean- alerted that there was a weird shift in the energy that stopped the server portals from working."
Oh. Tommy felt this almost sick feeling of relief. Why? He was separated from his home for Gods knows how long! He should be sad about this!
"So, we'll have to keep you here for a bit while it's fixed." Xisuma continued. "Are you ok with that?"
Tommy thought for a bit. He loved the Dream SMP, but too much happens over there. He needed a breather. Actually wait- how was the server dealing with his disappearance? Were they even affected?
"Yeah, I think I'm fine with that."
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