Fine [Spaced Out SMP]

The Beginning

"Hey, Harper. I had an idea-? I think you might want in on it!" DJ had said.
"This is gonna be great!" DJ had told him.
"You're gonna be a great right hand man, Harps" DJ had promised.

DJ had been right.
DJ had been wrong.
DJ had hoped.
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And so Spaced Out began
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It really started out well. It did.
DJ invited me to be their right hand man, their best friend.
But instead, we ended up- well, you get to find out later.
"Little Dark Age keeps playing on Spotify, holy shit." DJ mentioned that first day, the day we constructed the main hall. Space theme was something that DJ had a thing for.
"I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away..." They had sung softly to themself, not knowing that little verse would become their motto in the future.
We finally finished the main hall, and holy crap did it look amazing. The planets hanging from the ceiling was beautiful. The most beautiful thing on that server, soon to be full of life and people and places.
"Harpie, go DM- uh- Trusted? That's her name, right? I'm gonna grab Princess if it's the last thing I do, she was the best builder on her old SMP." DJ instructed, leaving our VC. They scared me sometimes, the way they knew what they want and planned on getting it no matter who they had to go through.
They knew that if they got Trusted, that Bomber would end up wanting to join too. That was what they wanted, Bomber had creeper powers from some cool mod.
My phone buzzed.
My eyes scanned the page.
Trusted was joining.
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ᕼᗴY ᑭᗴOᑭᒪᗴ! ᔕO, Iᗰ ᖴIᑎIᔕᕼᗴᗪ ᗯITᕼ TᕼIᔕ ᑕᕼᗩᑭTᗴᖇ, ᗩᑎᗪ Tᕼᗴᖇᗴᔕ OᑎᒪY Oᑎᗴ ᑭᗴᖇᔕOᑎ I ᘜᗴᑎᑌIᑎᗴᒪY ᗯᗩᑎT TO ᖇᗴᗩᗪ TᕼIᔕ- ᗷᗴᑕᗩᑌᔕᗴ ᕼᗴ ᗯᖇOTᗴ ᗩ ᗪᔕᗰᑭ ᗷOOK TᕼᗩT ᘜᑫᐯᗴ ᗰᗴ ᔕOᗰᗴ ᑕᕼᗩᖇᗩᑕTᗴᖇ Iᗪᗴᗩᔕ. (Gonna tag them)
ᗷᑌT TᕼᗩᑎKᔕ ᖴOᖇ ᖇᗴᗩᗪIᑎᘜ, ᗰY ᔕᑕᕼᗴᗪᑌᒪᗴ ᗯIᒪᒪ ᗷᗴ ᑭOᔕTIᑎᘜ ᗩ ᑕᕼᗩᑭᗴᖇ ᗴᗩᑕᕼ ᗯᗴᗪᑎᗴᔕᗪᑫY ᗩᑎᗪ ᔕᑌᑎᗪᗩY, TᕼᗩT ᗰIᘜᕼT ᑕᕼᗩᑎᘜᗴ TᕼOᑌᘜᕼ.
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