Based on a joke in EVO about Grian hearing voices

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They were always talking, screaming and whispering.

The point is that, it was never quiet. Loud. Always. And it's gotten worse as time pass. More specifically, when he joined Hermitcraft. All the unintentional egos he made weren't exactly thrilled about being abandoned.

It didn't made sense. Especially with how some of them were just him but in a different outfit. Literally. He didn't even bother to give them a personality. They just developed a personality on their own.

He can even see them! That wasn't a thing before! What the hell???

But it was easy to ignore them for the most part...

It was usually one screaming along multiples passive aggressive whispers.

So he doesn't understand why they are all yelling at him. All angry and frustrated with him. Even the 'nicer' ones, the usually more quiet one, were screaming at him in full volume.

It– it's so– oh my god. OH MY FUCKING GOD. Shut up! Shut uP! ShuT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT

Grian shot up from –when was he even laying down?– the ground. His hands went up to his head immediately, grabbing onto a fistful of his hair. Not caring– or rather, not aware of the pain he was causing towards himself. His knees went up to his chest.

If he wasn't too busy tugging on his hair, he would be hugging his knees close to his chest.

Their screaming got louder, voices overlapping each other, words being lost against each other. He might be wrong... But he thinks some of them might be arguing with each other. Then again, they were all their own 'people'.

The screaming was overwhelming. Obviously. When, a group of yous in difference outfits and personalities of you are screaming at you.

All the voices surrounding him, crawling deeper into his mind. All screaming, just digging their crawls deeper and deeper. Few hands trying to peel the hands away, trying to stopping the screaming but causing more chaos than needed. Making it harder to ignore them.

"Grian?" He looked up to meet Xisuma. Immediately, a few voices yelled louder than usual. More specifically. The ones that formed after the guinea pig retired and when the civil war ended. Three screaming voices were surprisingly loud, louder than you would think.

He flinched back at the voices, his hands going up to tug on his hair. Hands grabbed onto his arms, trying to stop him from further harming himself. But the voices didn't took this well and started ringing bells.

Literally. One of them own a bell.

Just imagine it yourself. A bunch of screaming along with a bell aggressively ringing in the distance.

Okay. I'll admit. It's hilarious to imagine but it isn't as funny when the screaming is aim at you.

"Grian! Being careful! You're injured." Grian frowned at the statement confusedly. "W- what?" He asked, frowning at Xisuma. "Are you serious right now, man?" Jevin asked, still holding onto Grian's arm. The dirty blonde turned towards the shapeshifter. He gestured towards somewhere on Grian's head, "You don't feel that?"

Hands were removed from his left arm as he lifted it to touch where he was supposedly injured.

He felt the warm liquid dripping down from his head. Grian wouldn't admit it but it took him much longer than necessary to realize the warm substance was blood.

He blinked, slowly gaining awareness of his surrounding. He glanced around, noticing that he was right next to Sahara Eats. He glanced down and noticed that they weren't any holes in the dirt, meaning he didn't just facepalmed into the ground. And judging from the blood on the stone street and the slightly hinged 'S', he hit something a lot harder.

Grian blinked as all the voices went silenced. Non dare to speak, knowing very damn well who is to blame for the injury.

Suddenly, his sight became blurry and the voices all began to panic. He heard a faint ring in the distance. Just a ring, just one note. A- a ring. His ver- version began to blacken out. He can hear the hermits speaking to him but couldn't– m- make out the w- words...

He landed into someone's arms as the screen went black.

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Doc and Ren were walking around in Hermit– Whoops, apologizes! I meant, Jingle Land. They were walking around in Jingle Land, chatting casually about their plans. They heard a bunch of rockets going off above them. Immediately, they glanced up and noticed Winnie the Pooh flying above. 

"Hey, Grian!" Ren called out, waving the man. Knowing very damn well he could've activated the mute button to record and wouldn't be able to hear them but still. It was polite.

Doc followed his lead and greeted the prankster. But he didn't seemed to have heard them as he continued to fly.

...directly into the 'S' of Sahara Eats.

Doc and Ren freaked out as Grian landed onto the Sahara Eats roof and fell onto the stony street. They ran towards the man but halfway there he just shot up from the ground and tugged onto his bloodied hair.

They froze, a bit afraid of what to do. 

After a while, Ren ran towards Grian with Doc right after him, he opened his inventory to swap out something for some wool. He then proceed to rip the wool to make a bandage.

As they got closer, they began to hear Grian mumbling 'shut up' in the most desperate voice they heard from him. He was violently tugging onto his hair as blood rolled down his face.

They slowed down into a walk which eventually ended with them coming to a halt at a safe distance in case he was possessed.

Didn't wanna make that mistake again...

They frowned at the dirty blonde, not daring to get near him. Doc activated the chat on his watch and type for someone -more preferably, Xisuma- to come here to help deal with the issue.

Of course, everyone online who had saw the message, immediately rocketed there.

Surprisingly, Iskall managed to make it there before everyone else. But unlike Doc and Ren, he took one look at the scene and immediately ran to comfort his friend. He kneeled down next to Grian and attempted to talk to him.

While he tried to comfort his friends, rockets went off in the distance. Doc and Ren looked up and noticed Xisuma, Jevin and Cub.

Cub was holding a shulker box full of, possibly, potions. However as soon as he was close enough to hear what Grian was mumbling, he froze and dared not to wander further.

Similarly to Iskall, Jevin and Xisuma ran towards his side. Seeing how hard Iskall is trying to talk to Grian, Xisuma went and deactivated the 'mute' settings of the listening bud.

He shook Grian's body and asked softly, clearly afraid to set off a bell. "Grian?" Said man looked up at him, putting his hands down. Once he realized it was the admin, he flinched and his hands went straight (*laughs*) to his hair.

Iskall and Jevin reached out and pulled down his arms, successfully restraining him. Which Grian didn't took it well and started screaming. The screaming was incompetent, almost sounded as if multiple voices were screaming. He trashed around in their arms. His voice at the highest, yet lowest volume they'll ever hear him scream.

Unless... you know...

YOU KNOW

WINK WINK NUDGE NUDGE

I– I seriously need a life...

A- anyways...

"Grian! Be careful!" Xisuma yelled out, "You're injured." Grian looked at him in pure confusion. "W- what?" He asked, frowning in confusion. "Are you serious right now, man?" Jevin asked, gesturing towards Grian's wound, "You don't feel that?"

He blinked in confusion. Iskall seemed hesitant but he let go of Grian's arm as he lifted it to touch the red liquid dripping down his head. He put down his hands and glanced around his surrounding after a long silence.

"Grian?" Iskall asked, worrying about his friend, "You alright?" "Dude, are you okay?" Jevin asked, letting go of Grian's arm. "G? My dude, you okay?" Ren asked, finally having the confidence to be around Grian. Xisuma frowned, hands letting go of Grian's shoulder, "Grian?"

The blonde immediately passed out in Xisuma's arms.

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Joking headcanon about the Hermits alter egos,

They become voices in your head if left abandoned or never touched upon again. But of course, you can also give them a physical body to wander around. There's a twist though, only one ego can gain a body and they mustn't cross a block too far from you or they'll be back in your head.

October the 29th: Hey gang. I just recently ran out of things to write and uhh... 

I guess requests are open until then? Please seriously, I only have one thing to write now and it's not even half decent. (At least to me.) 

Do keep in mind that I have the right to reject your request if it makes me uncomfortable (I highly doubt so but you may never know)

My only rule is no smut. I can and will hint at it though/make jokes to it.

Do clarify if it's angst, fluff etc etc. 

I also don't watch all the hermits so if I get a hermit you requested wrong that apologies!

Other than that though, you're free to request whatever. 

Any (more preferably plotless) Au of my mine, any ship (not the boat), any character/ego (I won't do yhs characters or any of the EVO YTer though) 

So yeah. Go wild. No crack prompts by the way, I can't handle it...