Grian Oneshots

78 ~ Actor

TW: Talk of suicide;

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Grian held onto the plushie tightly as he sat against the wall of his room. Sure it was tiny compared to other people's rooms on the server, but he didn't care. His room was inside one of the empty towers in his 'water filter' of a base. His room had a queen bed, with red and white sheets. The lights were lanterns, that he could reach and blow out without stacking too many chairs ontop of eachother.

The Plushie was one someone had made for him. Taurtis wasn't the best at making plushies, but Grian held them close to him anyway. It was of a mini Taurtis. A blue sleeved shirt, black pants, red and blue bracelets, and a blue headphones. It was all soft, which Grian was thankful for now.

A knock from his door, caused the man to notice that a lot of time had passed. Light filled in from the one sided window, and some of the lanterns were out.

It was morning.

Grian stood up weakly and held the Plushie close to him as he opened his bedroom door.

Iskall and Mumbo stood concerned at his door, and Grian was really confused. What was supposed to happen this morning? Was he supposed to bring shulker boxes full of sand or gravel to Iskall? Was there a meeting at Sahara?

"Grian?" Mumbo asked, resting his hand on Grian's shoulder.

Grian flinched slightly, but smiled to them.

"Yeah?" Grian asked, the roughness of his voice catching himself off guard.

Mumbo hugged Grian, and Grian hugged back confused. The Plushie still in his hand.

"Are you okay?" Iskall asked.

"Yeah?" Grian asked, confused. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Iskall and Mumbo shared a look.

Grian had no clue to anything that had happened, did he?

...

Grian was really confused at everyone's behavior. They were sad for him, and Grian didn't know how to react. No one would tell him what happened.

Finally he just flat out asked Scar.

"Scar, why does everyone feel sad around me, and yet want to take care of me? What happened?"

Scar didn't want to lie, but he didn't want to telk Grian either.

"I- Erm..." Scar said.

"Scar, what happened?"

"...We found a book of yours..."Scar said. "...The one where you talk about suicide..."

Grian seemed confused more than anything.

"You realize that's a prop book for an old roleplay I was apart of, right?"

"I'm sorry what-"

...

"I was playing a really depressed and traumatized character, and an old friend gave me the book as a gift after my parts in the play were done. If you look at the last page, its signed by all of the people involved." Grian explained, looking at everyone slightly laughing.

Xisuma opened the book and flipped to the last page. Sure enough, there were about 30 signatures.

"That book's from YHS?" Mumbo asked. "That does explain the random Japanese parts."

"YHS?" Keralis asked.

"Yandere High School. It was set in Japan, and I was the only one fluent in Japanese. My character eventually killed himself after his friend forced him to kill their other friend."

Grian decided to leave bit out that Sam wasn't acting and it was just his real personality shining through his character.

"To make it easier for us, the director made us use our actual names." Grian held up the Plushie. "Taurtis gave me this after the show because I was moving away and wouldn't be able to finish the story, and so the director just had my character kill themselves."