Guided to the Better by Chance

A Shocking Appearance

Warnings: Blood, Puns, Cursing, Panic, Passing Out. Continue with caution

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Mumbo was busy building his new base, getting a nice view of the clear blue waters on the beach ahead. He had got the blocks required for the further construction of the base. He was making some remarks on how his "comments" said his base shape was sus. He said how he searched what sus meant and agreed, saying "Yes, my build is very sus. Sus means sustainable, as I read. So, yes." He knew what the comments really meant when they said that his base plans were sus, but he chose to annoy them as usual. He then went on to shape up the build, letting everyone know that this build was not a mega base. "A mega base is the height of that tower-" He said, pointing to a tower in the distance that seemed to go halfway to the block limit. "And this isn't at all as big as that." He said, looking to the top of his build plans. At the time, it was just Mumbo active, so he was going along with his build, peacefully humming. It was a beautiful, sunny day. The sky was a clear blue, few clouds in sight. Mambo enjoyed these days, considering the fact that there would be no rain to interfere with his building. But, regardless he loved a cloudy day. For Mumbo, a cloudy day meant reading some books and just a calm day in general. But a sunny day called for things to get done, so that's what he did. He wasn't complaining, though. He did need to get this done, anyway. As he climbed up to continue the arch, there was a sudden flash of light, and for a minute or so, everything felt like a fever dream. Then it all went back to normal, as if nothing happened. But, there was something rather.. Odd. There was an odd server message, not like a command or anything, but a join that read "[TommyInnit has joined the server]" in yellow font. Sure, server joins happen all the time, and, usually there would be a pleasant greeting towards the player that joined coming after the server notification. But the problem was that there was nobody that went by the user of TommyInnit that was whitelisted on the server, and X hadn't said a word about a newcomer. So there were two reasons this player had joined that Mumbo could think of. It was either that this player had hacked past the whitelist wall, or a rare glitch. But the glitch wasn't a very logical reason, considering the fact that it was meant to have been patched long ago. Plus, there was already one of those glitches on this server, so it couldn't have been that. And even if it was possible, it still wasn't very good. This player could be dangerous. And Mumbo wasn't taking any chances. So, Mambo quickly sent a message to the server admin, Xisuma. "Msg to XisumaVoid: X. Newcomer. Possible server glitch or hack. Please hop on asap."

Tommy let out a low groan. His entire body hurt, but his head hurt the worst. He put his hand over his eyes to try to shield the overwhelming sunlight. He wondered why it was all so bright. The SMP was never this bright. At least nowhere near spawn. Maybe in Las Nevadas or that Foolish guy's desert place, but why would he even be at either, not to mention on the ground. So, full of confusion and pain, Tommy forced himself to sit up. He looked around. His eyes were squinted as they adjusted to the light, but once they were open and adjusted, Tommy noticed he wasn't on the SMP. "Where the hell.." mumbled Tommy. The thing that confirmed his claim of not being on the SMP. was that there were many huge builds, all looking beautiful, none at all seeming to be griefed. "What the fuck" he mumbled. What was this place. Tommy then tried to find his communicator, which he found in his pocket. He then pulled it out quickly, seeing the shattered screen and glitchy device. He groaned, but to his delight, his communicator managed to turn on. The screen flashed a white and then grey, and there was the flashing line that awaited his message. He tried to message and ask where he was, but of course, the only thing he saw on the communicator screen was "[Server: Error: Communicator not eligible for this server]" and slightly below was a tip that read "Talk with the server admin to get a communicator that fits this server code!" Tommy glared at the useless device with a burning hatred. "Piece of shit device. Of course I can't cross-server-communicate." complained the boy. He put it back in his pocket, rolling his eyes. He then forced himself to stand up. He then felt something warm drip down the back of his neck. Full of confusion, Tommy reached for the back of his neck, instantly feeling his hand grow soaked. He then moved his hand to his view, and all he could see was that his hand was red. Blood red. "What the.." mumbled Tommy. He then sighed. Of course he was bleeding. He must have been full of adrenaline, considering the fact that he felt nothing. He then told himself to quickly go to spawn, which he assumed to be where the builds made a clearing in the shape of a circle. He then looked around to make sure nobody was around. As of what he saw, there was nobody else online. But Tommy still had to be cautious, as people could still be online, and there was only one way to find out, keeping the fact that he has no server communicators to find out, and the other way was quite the dangerous way, and he didn't want to do that one. So he snuck his way to the area, sneaking into a house that seemed to be well made. He found things to steal, like netherite armour, golden apples, some weird looking chests, some e-chests, and some weapons. He then snuck back out of the house. He turned out, and to his surprise, there was a man glaring down at Tommy, who wore an axolotl outfit. Tommy let out a loud scream, backing away in quite the panic.