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Plato in the Sunflowers by endbuster (voidbread)
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
03 Mar 2026
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A field of sunflowers enclosed by deepslate walls. The porch of Trader Scar's juts out from SR, old wounds patched with fresh planks. The curtains are open, but the stage lights are off. The house lights cast the set in harsh shadow. The AUDIENCE sits in the house, eyes fixed ahead.
SECRET KEEPER: Good evening, dear audience members. Welcome to tonight's performance of Secret Life: A One-Man Show. We kindly ask that you turn your mobile devices off so you may give our player your fullest attention.
SECRET KEEPER: As a final reminder, there will be no audience participation during this performance. Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
All the world's a stage, and Scar merely a player.
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- Part 8 of end's (former) anon fics
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"Nothing, nothing." Scar patted Mumbo's cheek condescendingly. "You can go back to sleep now."
"Come on, what is it?" Mumbo sat up, trying to rub the drowsiness from his eyes.
In lieu of an answer, Scar reached into Mumbo's hair. Mumbo felt a sharp pinch, and then Scar's hand retreated. Grasped between his index finger and thumb was a single gray hair.
Mumbo's going gray. For real, this time. He feels no particular way about this whatsoever, where did you get that totally inaccurate impression from?
(Written for Day 7 of Redscape Week 2025: Aging!)
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- Part 7 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 6 of redscape week 2025!
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The Mumbo-shaped blob in his arms chuckled and stepped back, solidifying into a Mumbo-shaped Mumbo. Mumbo bent down and scooped his bundles up. One of Cub's fireworks shot into the sky, its hiss-boom marking the hour even if it was too bright to see it. He glanced down at his wristwatch. "Scar, are you actually early for a date?"
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean!"
Mumbo and Scar spend the afternoon together. The shopping district may be dissolving into anarchy around them, but it's fine. It's Scar's (unofficial) (unapproved) day off, and neither he nor Mumbo is involved in the chaos whatsoever.
(Written for Day 3 of Redscape Week 2025: Date/Coffee/Pranks!)
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- Part 6 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 3 of redscape week 2025!
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"That's the Goose. Those three stars are the head, the trapezoid underneath is the body, and that one really bright star underneath is the leg." Mumbo drew the shapes across the sky as he spoke, connecting each part in turn. Scar had to tilt his head to get the right angle, but it did look like a goose. Kind of.
"And this is a real constellation?"
"Oh, absolutely, one hundred percent. Here, I'll show you another one—"
Scar and Mumbo both can't sleep. They find some comfort in watching the stars and even (gasp!) talking about what's bothering them.
(Written for Day 5 of Redscape Week: Stargazing!)
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- Part 5 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 5 of redscape week 2025!
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Mumbo's response is scrawled below. I WILL STAY HERE.
Scar thought about how to reply to that for a long time. Ignoring everyone's concern about your rapid aging is one thing. Putting your brain into a computer (or into a chicken in the computer? He isn't clear on that part) is one thing. But when it's time for the server to shut down, everyone needs to leave. Mumbo should know this.
And yet he remains in his machine.
As the curtain closes on Season 10, Scar tries to convince Mumbo to leave the server with them.
(Written for Day 4 of Redscape Week 2025: Argument!)
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- Part 4 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 4 of redscape week 2025!
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end's (former) anon fics by endbuster (voidbread)
Fandom Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
03 Mar 2026
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Scar Goodtimes just wants one thing: a perfectly normal, perfectly reasonable, completely safe permit to relocate two very small, very polite giraffes to his brand-new educational wildlife sanctuary.
Unfortunately, the Permit Office stands between him and his dreams.
More unfortunately, so does Grian—exhausted assistant manager, professional menace, and the single most beautiful human to ever deny Scar a form because he used the wrong pen.A story about bureaucracy, giraffes, municipal suffering, mild workplace misconduct, one very supportive security guard, and the world’s slowest descent into flirting through paperwork.
Bookmarked by endbuster (voidbread)
21 Jun 2026
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You pull me in your arms and I feel your heart pounding by Soulless_moon
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
19 Jun 2026
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The sky flashed violet once, indicating the start of the break— a peaceful, grace period where all of them could rid themselves of the constant bloodlust, constant worry, and the constant urge to win, whatever the costs may be.
Grian let out a relieved sigh and his posture relaxed. Finally. He didn’t know how long he could stay on edge. But now he could finally unwind. He pulled out his communicator and sent a message to Scar.
Scarrrrrrrrrr
yes?
bad boy bakery please come c:
omwHe grinned, shoving the communicator in the pocket of his leather jacket. He and Scar may not be allies during the actual thing, but they were still partners and deserved little moments like this to themselves.
Scar and Grian have a moment to themselves mid-sessions
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- Part 16 of My Scarian fics 🏜️
Bookmarked by endbuster (voidbread)
21 Jun 2026
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And not your soul (and what they might do with it) by fangirlmyth
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
21 May 2026
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That’s Tango. Not Mumbo. Of course it isn’t. Mumbo isn’t here. He’s in Hermitcraft, safe. Then why does everything Tango does just scream Mumbo??
(Or: Mumbo wakes up in Past Life as Tango, and both him and Grian have conflicting feelings about this.)
Bookmarked by endbuster (voidbread)
24 May 2026
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“The creakies?” Grian asks, folding his arms.
“Doc put them there.” Scar raises his head and pouts miserably. He really does look tired, thinks Grian with a softening heart. Dark circles, streaks of dirt, scratches on his cheek. “They’re all over my base and I can’t get rid of them.”
Exhaustion is evident in his voice, and Grian takes pity on him. “Alright,” he sighs. “Just rest here. I’ll help you get rid of them later. And – why? Why would Doc do that?”
“Apparently I pranked him on the last server,” Scar pouts. “I can't even remember it! I would never, Grian, would I?” He blinks a few times, aiming for innocent but landing more on scheming.
“Yes, you would,” Grian smiles. When he turns away from Scar, his smile drops like a brick. He only barely keeps the accusation from his voice. “Do you think he remembers something?”
“He’s an odd one,” Scar says evasively. He might as well have said yes outright.
That settles it: Grian needs to pay the old goat a visit.~~~~~~
Grian struggles with his memories from previous servers - memories he's not supposed to have. And as Doc feuds with Scar, and no-one explains anything, Grian starts to get sicker and sicker.
Bookmarked by endbuster (voidbread)
19 May 2026
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“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Techno says frankly.
“You know,” Grian says again. “Your- Watchers.”
Techno squints for a moment before understanding visibly dawns behind his eyes. “Ohhh, you mean Chat?”
(On watchers, and Watchers.)
Bookmarked by endbuster (voidbread)
09 May 2026