Third person

Scar was gathering resources for Concrop, he had been working his butt off for the last week.

Suddenly a firework went off and someone's feet connected with his back, knocking him over. "What-this better not be that hitman thing Iskall-" he was flipped over.

A faceless being stood over him. Before their foot connected to Scars face, he registered it was a Shifter.

Mistrust stood over the unconscious Scar, a nasty grin on their face. Grabbing Scar by the scruff, they cloned themselves to his appearance. They grimaced as the memories hit them, then dragged Scar away, looting his inventory.

-_-Come on John! Out of the hole you've dug! HELP ME-*Whacks over head*-_-

Gria hesitantly landed near her neighbor's base. He had a tree house, and a small base. She was going to ask for assistance with some redstone in her base... she needed a shower.

She began searching, then as she went down the stairs for the mines, she turned the corner, and ran directly into someone, falling to the ground.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" she looked up and made eye contact with the mustached man. He smiled at her and helped her up "Are you Gria?"

She nodded. Slowly.

He realized she was nervous interacting and decided to get straight to point "I'm Mumbo! Do you need something?"

Gria realized interaction would be necessary, so she stuttered out "I-I u-u-uh so I-I-I a-am t-t-trash a-at r-redst-st-stone a-a-and I n-n-need a show-w-wer..." (She's more nervous 'round men.)

He smiled softly at her "I can help out with that..."

---John. Stop. It. Now!---

Gria watched, mystified as Mumbo began creating the shower. Redstone was witchcraft, she swore.

Mumbo noted her curiosity and waved her over "Come here! Ill show you how it works."

"So, the dispenser is connected to the..."

She stared at him in bafflement as he gave her a ten-minute explanation. Afterward, he looked at her "You got that?"

"I-I lost y-you at d-di-di-dispenser."

Mumbo burst out laughing "Not much of a redstoner, are you?"

She rapidly shook her head. He twirled his mustache in amusement before stated "Well, I have to go." Gria mumbled "B-bye Mumbo."

The black-haired hermit left Gria to take a shower.

And wash her clothes as well. After getting redressed, she chilled with her legs waving in the water. She was waiting for Cleo, who said she wanted to introduce her to a 'Scar'. Gria had asked if it was mental or physical, and Cleo had found that hilarious and explained to the sometimes-literal hermits that it was another hermits name.

What an odd name. But she shouldn't talk, her name is literally 'Grian' with the A and the I flipped, with the N removed to make it a girl's name.

As she waited, she softly sung under her breath.

A firework sounded as she lunged into the chorus. She stopped singing and saw Cleo land next to her "Hi Cleo."

Cleo let off a pleased smiled, rubbing the shorter hermit's hair "That speech therapy with Joe is paying off?"

"N-not really. Still ca-an't say ba-ba-ba-UGH! 'Ana." This resulted in Cleo cracking up "You mean banana?" Gria crossed her arms, pouting "I s-still can't understa-and why they can't j-just drop the b-b-b."

Cleo smirked and stated "'Cause it wouldn't be as funny hearing you say it!"

Gria playfully punched Cleo in the arm "Sh-sh-shut up!"

The pirate grinned at the smaller hermit, launched into the air and waved for her to follow "Come on! Ill introduce you to Scar."

Gria followed Cleo into the air and they headed to the mainland. As they glided, Cleo commented to the mostly isolated hermit "...Did you make that shower?"

A grin spread across the Neko's face "N-no. Mumb-b-bo helped out." Cleo rolled mid flight "Should have figured! You finally socialized without me introducing you then?"

Gria smiled "Y-yep." A happy cheer from Cleo as they landed "So Scar needs some help grinding sand, so we are gonna help him while helping your social anxiety. And he's going to give you a fourth of what we collect for your base!"

Gria groaned "T-then I ha-a-ave to coll-lect allll the g-gravel!" Cleo cackled as she walked towards Scar, who was leaning against a shulker while drinking water. "Hey Scar!" Scar looked over and smiled "Hey Cleo! Oh, and is this Gria?"

His aura. Dark. Untrusting. Death. Betrayal.

Gria hid behind Cleo, which startled Cleo to say the least. "Gria? What's wrong?" Gria didn't reply. His aura was like Taurtis's was in Evo. She had ignored it, because she refused to believe he was actually dead.

But she wouldn't deny it now. She bolted. Set off a firework and was gone. Cleo apologized quickly to Scar "I don't know what's wrong with her!" and scampered after her.

Cleo managed to catch up with Gria at the blender of a base. She had her arms wrapped around her legs and was hiding in the corner. She was rapidly muttering to herself, shivering as if it was cold.

Cleo knelt next to Gria "Gria? Gria? Tell me what's wrong."

Twenty minutes. Twenty minutes of Cleo asking what's wrong, and trying to get Gria to repsond.

After twenty minutes, the only answer she got was "His aura is wrong."

Stupid writers blocks... anyways, enjoy guys!

Cramsalesman OUT