Trapped || Origins SMP

Charlie

When Charlie turned on his pc the first thing he did was check through the notifications that had accumulated while he was away from screens. Most were nothing to fret over, but he was confused when he got to the discord notifications. In the Origins server Jack, NIki, and Wilbur were all asking everyone to get online. He booted up minecraft and hopped into the vc everyone was in while the game loaded.

"What's going on with Origins?" he asked.

    "Hey Charlie, we're all kind of stuck right now," Wilbur informed him.

    "What do you me-" Charlie trailed off. His game had loaded and he was in a very confined space, nothing in his inventory either.

    "You too then," Jack said.

    "What on Earth is going on?" Charlie asked.

    "We're all trapped in a way that will use our weaknesses to kill us. We end up respawning back in the cells," NIki explained to him.

    "I am literally in a 2 by 1 space surrounded by obsidian," Charlie told the group.

    "Not far off of my situation," Phil noted.

    "Do you guys think we're close to each other?" Wilbur questioned.

    "Based on the fact that I'm in the middle of the ocean and Niki is in the desert, no. I'd say we're all pretty spread out," Jack answered.

    "I'm going to try breaking out," Charlie stated.

    "Good luck mate," Phil said with a small laugh.

    So Charlie got to work breaking the obsidian. With no tools it would take so much longer. He honestly just put a small paperweight on the mouse while he grabbed something to eat. He wished that he could get himself to the smaller size so he wouldn't have to break as many blocks, but there was no way to cause himself damage. So he had no choice but to sit there and wait for the block to break. When the obsidian block finally did break, Charlie let out a groan of frustration.

    "Uh oh, that doesn't sound good," Niki commented.

    "No luck mate?" Phil asked.

    "There's multiple layers of obsidian, this is gonna take forever," Charlie complained. A sound went off, signifying that someone else had joined the vc.

    "Someone wanna explain why the fuck I'm in a 1 by 1 obsidian prison with no items?" Sneeg asked.

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Fucking hell I just can't catch a break can I? I was just gonna write some silly lore for the Origins server based on Tubbo's offhand villain comment. The whole idea was that Origins didn't have any lore tied to it so I was gonna give it some, because why not? Now HERE WE ARE, having official lore on the Origins server too. I CAN'T KEEP TRYING TO ADJUST MY STORY TO FIT EVERY SINGLE NEW BIT OF ORIGINS CANON WE GET THROWN AT US.
/nm