3rd life, but make it Corika!

{Armband} Red

{Reminder I use he/she/they pronouns for mask}

Mask had been living on her own. He could care less about the group, only commenting on things that happened in the chat that were somewhat funny. She could care less about this whole thing. Mask just wanted it to be done.

They took a sword. Scratching marks on the ground absentmindedly. They needed to think. What to do, what to do...

I could go red. On my own volition. That'd be fun.

Mask grinned. They knew what to do today.

And so, a simple setup was made in the caves under her base. She set his spawn on a bed surrounded by TnT. Easy, quick way of reaching Red.

He took a sword, pressing it to her heart. Welp, let's do this shit.

They pressed the blade through their skin and the bloody organ.

>Mask was slain by Mask

Skull: Wait. Mask, why?

When Mask respawned, they checked their com. No surprise Skull would ask that. She smiled.

Mask : You'll see.

He grabbed his flint and steel. Setting their spawn point at a bed farther from the TnT surrounded one a well-protected. She grabbed her com again.

Mask : Let's just say my band's gonna change again.

Avi: MASK, NO!

He lit the TnT. The sound sparking almost fear in her heart. She grinned.

>Mask blew up. Mask is now a RED LIFE.

Army: Oh shit..

Gloves: WHAT THE FUCK

Mask woke up again, in their safe bed. She sat up, looking at the hole. Perfect.

He headed back up to their base, grabbing a sword and armor.

Time to fuck some shit up.

But first, allies were needed.

Mask had a plan. He figured out what to do. She lived near a desert. Easy. They figured it out. This might just be a shared dream of sorts. Why else would they be human and in a world with minecraft logic? A war would do. Plenty would fall and soon enough they'd all wake up. It was fucked up, sure. But ready.

First goal, get a few allies.

They pulled out their com again, sending a private message.

Mask : Ey, Vin. You got a minute?

Vintage: I'd rather not talk with you right now.

Mask : I won't kill ya. Just wanna talk. Where are you?

Vintage: The mansion in the roofed forest. Meet me at the entrance.