AU Explanation?
- Everyone has voices in there head, ranging from 2-50. Some people get unlucky and can have many more than that, but that's just the average range.
- While you can think to yourself (aka the voices), you can also talk to yourself and they can hear you. Many people use the thinking one so it doesn't intrude on other people.
- Grian has two voices in his head that are active, there's a shit ton more, but only two are active enough for Grian to call his voices.
- Grian's Twin voices are Xeqlua and Charles. Like you would expect, Charles is basically everything chaotic and hyper about Grian, though he is different then Grian. Xeqlua is reasonable and almost always tired from arguing with Charles about destroying the server.
I have no idea where to go with this... :(
Edit: Guess who almost had a panic attack because they almost stepped on a baby tarantula they thought was just a spot on the floor. (I'm not afraid of spiders if I know they're there beforehand. I was also barefoot.)
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Grian was gone.
And two teens stood nearby the broken test tube.
That was the thing Doc's machine did to Grian.
...
Grian was working on his base thinking to the twin voices in his head when he got the message from Doc. Doc was attempting to break minecraft again, and wanted Grian to help. Grian being the chaotic person he was, he almost instantly agreed.
Grian arrived to the base where Ren and Doc stood near a pretty dangerous looking machine. He shrugged it off, because Doc would never intentionally hurt his fellow Hermits unless they were doing something dumb. Ren was most passive then Doc too.
"So what do I do?" Grian asked. He was supposed to be what the machine was tested on, and he hoped that it would atleast stop Charles from arguing with Xeqlua for a bit.
"Yo, this shit is cool!" Charles said, a groan being made from the other voice. Grian quickly told them to shut up.
"Well, you stand in the test tube, we pull the lever. And if it works, you'll have double the inventory!" Ren explained.
"Its a tiny bit more difficult then that, but that's all you'd understand, no offense Grian." Doc said, chuckling to himself.
"None taken. I'd rather you guys try not to explain it to me because it just wastes time for everyone involved." Grian said, smiling warmly to the big friendly Creeper Cyborg Hybrid.
"Uh, theres some gowns in the corner. You can change in the bathroom." Ren interjected, becoming slightly jealous of Grian. It was somewhat understandable to Grian. Doc locks himself away when starting new projects, and barely spends time with anyone, not even his own boyfriend.
"...Wait... Are Ren and Doc dating?" Xeqlua asked, the voice making Grian aware of his surroundings. He must if grabbed a gown and made his way to the bathroom, because he was just stopping his head through the gown's head hole.
"I dunno." Charles said. "If not I wouldn't mind-"
"Charles, for the last time. Just because they are my friends, doesn't mean I want them that way." Grian snapped.
"Fine." Charles dragged out the 'i' for a little longer then needed.
Grian walked out, to see Ren glaring daggers at Doc, and he wanted to laugh at Doc's confused and scared look. Once noticed, Grian smiled warmly to them both. Ren managed a weak smile, jealousy still evident in his eyes.
Doc smiled back to him and stepped out of the way. The shortest of the three made his way to the test tubes entrance, and made small talk with Ren as he got Grian an oxygen mask.
Grian fell into the fluid filled tank, only to shiver. This wasn't water, and was more like jello, but it was cold. Tiny bit too cold, but he pushed it off.
Doc messed with some switches, while Ren made sure Grian was okay before putting the top of the tube on completely. Finally, the machine began to function.
Grian's last thoughts, were of how the machine's hum was familiar to a command block. Then it was went white, and he heard glass shatter as an explosion rang through his ears.
The nagging feeling of sleep didn't have to tell him twice, no no. His last clear thing of conciousness was him hearing Ren and Doc yelling.
...
When the server got the message, people thought it was a joke at first.
Docm77: Grian's gone!
Only to be followed by Ren explaining.
Rendog: Grian was helping us with an experiment.
Rendog: It went wrong, Grian's gone. Two teens are in his place.
Rendog: Please help.
That's what got everyone to know it was true. Ren would never joke about Grian being gone unless it was obvious Grian wasn't. Mumbo quickly stopped by Grian's base just in case, becoming more and more worried for his best friend when he couldn't find him.
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Chaos.
That's what ZIT, Boatem, Joe, Cleo, and Xisuma walked into.
Doc was having a panic attack about Grian being missing, while Ren took care of the unconscious teens. Xisuma let Joe and Pearl talk to Doc, hopefully to calm him down, and instead went directly to the teens. The others dispersed around to look for any sign if where Grian was, with Mumbo hanging out near X and Ren.
Weirdly enough, Mumbo and Pearl weren't panicking or seemed stressed at all. Which was extremely suprising in Mumbo's case. Mumbo had practically thrown himself at Grian when Grian almost got shot.
"Why aren't you panicking?" X asked. Mumbo looked at the twensthen back to X.
"This has happened to Grian before." Mumbo said. "Everyone, these are Grian's voices."
...
Charles was the first one up, and if Doc hadn't grabbed him, Charles might've destroyed the server. Xeqlua was up next. He took one look at Charles, groaned, and laid back down.
"Are you alright?" Bdubs asked.
"Charles is Chaos incarnate. This is why I hate him."
"Come on, you love me!"
"You also try to make Grian flirt with everyone."
"Taury liked it." Charles giggled.
"Neither me nor Gri did."
"I'm sorry, what?" Doc stared at them with confusion.
"Charlie is a horny little bitch."
"I'm sorry?"
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