I know I said I was going to be finishing the other stories... but this one just came to me and I really want to write it. 

'Monster77 is unconscious. The explosion could've been deadly. I suggest we stop the creeper-explosion weapon within him from use. If we lose yet another test...' 

'Continue work. What's the overview on the injuries?' 

'Right arm completely gone, and half the face ruined. Others are replacing them with metal. But he is still alive.' 

'Good.' 

Doctor85 switched off the communicator and surveyed the damage. The explosion TestMonster77 had made caused a lot of areas to collapse, and for a couple other Doctors to be killed or injured themselves. Him? He'd got a fancy 'diamond eye' to replace the one that was impaled. 

'85, Test77 is stable, and the robot parts have been put on him. I have to say, this did increase the intimidation factor by quite a bit. Creeper-humans look scary, but cyborg creeper-humans?' 

'Can you call me something else? I don't want to be called 'Doctor85' all the time... It's weird.' 

'This whole thing is weird... And I won't be changing my name either. 'TestMonster101' suits me just fine.' 

'Oh come on! And how are you a higher number than 77 here?' 

'77 has been worked on for ages. 78-100 were completed before I was done... Now I'm stuck as 101.' TestMonster101 smiled, showing sharp fangs. Not much about her was different from human except that, small dragon wings, horns and clawed hands.' 

Doctor85 sighed again. 

'I want something Swedish... I am a Swede myself... maybe something to do with winter... that would be cool.'

'Doctor85, Monster101, focus! And you are needed in the entrance. Two new Doctors to replace the ones dead.' Another doctor scolded as they went past. The two murmured apologies and set off. 

'Wonder who they managed to pick off the streets this time.' Doctor85 stated interestedly. TestMonster101 shrugged as they entered a bubble-lift and shot up to the entrance. 

It was easy to tell who the new-comers were from their confused expressions and lack of I.D. Doctor85 smiled at them. 

'Hallo newcomers!' He greeted cheerfully. 'You got your new names yet?' 

'Doctor135 and 136... but just call me cu...' 

'We're not allowed to use our old names!' 

The newly named Doctor135 hmphed and looked around. He had a long grey beard, and already wore a labcoat, which suited him well. Doctor136 was more quiet, bearing only a cowboy hat, green eyes and a scarred face. 

'Who are you two?' 135 asked. 

'Doctor85 and TestMonster101.' the non-swede explained, smiling broadly, showing off her fangs. 

'Nice to meet you.' 

'We work with TestMonster77. Huge incident recently meaning he was badly hurt and half our lab was destroyed. Basically, he exploded.' Doctor85 added like it was normal for people to blow up. 

'Exploded?' 

'Yeah... he's part creeper. Anyway, I think you'll be working with us too. The people you're replacing were killed in the explosion. Any background in robotics?' 

'Once build a couple of robots for someone... One technically worked, and the other was insane. He kept wanting us to build rustic houses... Worked with 'Doctor136' here in a scamming company.' 

'Nice.' TestMonster101 complimented. 'What was the name?' 

'ConCorp. Ever heard of it?' 

'Never. I've been in here all my life.' 

'Oh. Shall we get going?'

The group set off back to the elevator and climbed inside. It started going down immediately. 

'Guys, I just thought of what my name should be!' Doctor85 burst out excitedly. 'It's swedish and sounds awesome... Call me Iskall85!'

'Iskall? What does that mean?' Doctor136 asked.

'Ice cold. Cool, right.'  

The others shook their heads at the joke, but accepted Iskall's name. 

'I'm Cubfan, but call me Cub. This here is Scar. GoodtimeswithScar.' Doctor135 replied. Scar smiled and adjusted his cowboy hat. 

'I don't have, and don't want, another name. TestMonster101 works fine for me.' 

'No offence, but that's quite a boring name... hmm... seem rather jumpy... How about we call you Stress. Stressmonster101. Still similar enough to your official name, but different.' Cub figured out. Stress beamed at the new name. 

'It's perfect!' 

'Just a day in the life of a genius...'

'Which one of us was the genius again? I forgot,' Scar responded slyly. Cub play-shoved him. 

'Here we are!' Iskall stopped inside the room. TestMonster77 was unconscious as expected, and parts of the roof were supported by unstable beams. 'Welcome to your new life!'

Cub walked down one of the corridors. A doctor was walking ahead the opposite way, pulling along a part dog- part human monster. Doctor135 smiled at them. 

'Greetings! Who are you? And who's the monster?'

'I'm Doctor100, and this is TestMonster84.' The other doctor sounded suspicious of Cub's cheerfulness. 

'I'm doctor135. One of the newest recruited.'

'You're working with TestMonster77. Well, good luck with him... he's the most dangerous creature here. All I got was this dopey were-dog.' TestMonster84 whined like a puppy and Doctor100 pulled his lead to silence him. 

Cub knelt down beside the were-dog and petted him like a normal dog. With a laugh, he spoke again. 

'I used to work as a conman.' He stated. 'In that business, there are three things you need to learn. How to lie convincingly, to be fast with your hands...' cub sliced the lead holding TestMonster84 captive. 'And how to run!' 

The former conman was already speeding down the hall at this final statement. Doctor100 chased him, forgetting about his prisoner.

'Hey! Dog-man! Run!' Cub called. TestMonster84 obeyed, following behind the others. He soon passed Doctor100, and was running next to Cub in no time at all. 

Meanwhile, Iskall, Stress and Scar were standing around TestMonster77's cage. The creeper-cyborg was hissing angrily like a bomb, ready to explode with fury at any moment. 

'Ready?' Iskall asked. The others nodded, braced for the danger of what they were doing. The swede opened the cage. 

TestMonster77 burst for freedom. 

'Run!' Scar and Stress lead the chase, with Iskall behind. Up to the elevator they went, towards where they would be cornered if they hadn't planned it all. At the last moment, Scar swerved away, while Stress shot up, flapping her tiny wings desperately. The creeper crashed into the lift, and it closed behind, sending him up to reception. 

'Now, we wait...'

Sirens blared to life, ringing harshly. The elevator shaft returned and the three doctors entered it. Stress was panting for air as they rose towards where the carnage would be. 

In the entrance, there was as much insanity as expected. TestMonster77 was snarling, surrounded by guards, in the middle, while several dead bodies lay around. 

'Doctor85, what is this? You're supposed to be in charge of this monster!' Accused one of the guards. 'Testmonster101? Doctor136? Can you explain. 

'Oh, I was 136? I'd forgotten.' Scar ran for the guard, knocking them out with surprising PvP skills. Stress bit another, making them yelp with pain. She smiled evilly. 

To increase the chaos even more, if it was even possible, Cub appeared from a different elevator, joined with a dog-human hybrid and a doctor with a red bandanna. 

'Greetings, all of you! He grinned like a chaos demon, letting the dog-human join the battle. He went quickly to TestMonster77' aid, slaying a few guards. Arrows flew, and swords swung. Iskall rescued Scar from an almost-fatal blow, killing the attacker quickly. 

'We need more people at reception. Mass breakout, involving Doctor 85, 100, 135 and 136 and Monsters, 77, 84 and 101.' An escaped guard babbled into a communicator. Cub killed them before there was a response. 

'This is Doctor135, also known as Cubfan135. Just want to assure you that the explosives we use will be proper quality ConCorp TNT, with naturally farmed gunpowder and sand. Now, I recommend you sit back, relax, and...'

 Doctor100 accidentally stepped on a pressure plate, sending up a fearsome hissing. 

'RUN!' Iskall yelled, dragging Scar out the door. Cub dropped the communicator and fled, joined by the others. He was last out though, and the entire building exploded. 

The conman flew through the air with the impact, landing roughly by the others. He looked back at the rubble, that was neatly disposed of in the area where the underground area was. 

'What was that?!' Doctor100 spluttered. 'Why did you blow it up. Full on B-double-O M'

'BdoubleO... what a fun name. That is what we will call you from now on. BdoubleO100. Dog-man, and suggestions for your name. 

'The name 'Ren' randomly came to me when I saw him... I have no idea why, but it can be his name now.' Iskall suggested. Testmonster84 accepted his new name. 

'What about creeperdude here?' He asked, surprising everyone by having a voice. 

'Doctor something I think... it suits him, as does the torn lab coat... DoctorMonster77... we can really shorten that. Doc monster? DocM! DocM77!'

'Sure, why not,' The now discovered to be German creeper-cyborg-human hybrid shrugged. 'But what now? You have successfully blown up that place of horrors...'

'We should find a server somewhere. Probably one nearby. I'll link us to one, and then we can join.' Cub replied, fiddling with a watch on his wrist. A hologram screen came up, with a whole ton of information and writing. 'This one looks good...reasonable number of people, moving to a new world, well-respected Admin...'

'What's it called?' 

'Hermitcraft.'

This was awesome to write and plan... a whole backstory for half of the hermits... or just the ones with numbers in their names... I have a plan for this same kind of idea as backstory for other Hermits... 

One more thing: if you ever feel useless, remember that Diorite has a crafting recipe

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