I'm half white, other half also white
I can shift between human and hybrid.
North Star destroyed crushed buzzed???
Mask attachment broken beyond repair.
I'm here for a good time, not a long time
I'm fine, but please come get me.
Tommy hesitated, looking up from the book he had been writing in. Tango was pacing around an empty area across the cavern, muttering something under his breath. Tommy closed his eyes and shifted.
"—if I modify the card processor, it should work, but I'll need the jukebox to reach across multiple levels, so I'll need multiple machines to run at once without overlapping. . ."
Tommy sighed and shifted back to his human form. The book felt heavy in his lap, covered in scrawled doodles and codes.
Wasp= chip/usb/thingy
He had a weird feeling of guilt, looking at the codes. He needed to get a message out to Showfall, to update them on the situation and let Tub— let someone know he was still alive and well. At the same time, though, it felt like he was wrong to be hiding the codes from the hermits, even though his mission was none of their business. . .
North Star. . .
Tommy exhaled and shut the book.
A few moments later, Tango came over, fingers dancing over the fur lining of his coat. "Hey, Tommy, I need to go grab some things from the shopping district, do you want to come or should I call Joe or X to come watch you?"
"Shopping district?" Tommy said skeptically.
"Yeah, it's like a huge area in the middle of the server where we keep our shops 'n stuff. I need to visit Scar's, Jevin's, maybe Iskall's, though that's technically in Hermit Town, not the shopping district. . ."
Tommy dismissed the book into his inventory and stood. "Eh, sure, why not. I don't want to interact with anyone, though."
"Oh, that's fine!" Tango brushed some redstone off of his hands. "There's usually not a lot of people there, and if someone's stocking their shop or something, there's definitely no obligation for you to talk to them. It'll be quick."
Tommy huffed, not entirely believing him, but followed him out of the dungeon anyways.
They both squinted as they emerged into the sunlight. Tango pulled out a rocket instinctually, then glanced at Tommy. "Do you want to try elytra today? It'll take a while to walk to the shopping district, even if we use the speed bridge at Grian's base."
"Whatever you want," Tommy said.
Tango shrugged. "I just want whatever you're more comfortable with."
Tommy hesitated. "Well, it's faster to use elytra. . ."
"Yeah, but do you want to use elytra?" Tango put his rocket away. "I have no problem with walking, really, it's nice to take it slow and see the details on the bases on the way."
Tommy shifted, unsure, then nodded. "If you're fine with it, then, walking is— can we walk?"
Tango smiled and gestured at the nearby woods. "Sure! We can go over to Grian's base, then take the speedbridge. You need to stick with me, though, no running off towards Grian, yeah?"
"Obviously," Tommy said, rolling his eyes.
Tango patted him on the shoulder, then started picking his way down the sheer slopes of the mountain. Tommy followed, frowning as the snow seeped into his shoes.

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In Hindsight
FanfictionIn the middle of a dirt wasteland, Tommy stands before the Hermitcraft firewall, not knowing that his life is about to change... -or- Tommy goes to Hermitcraft, and finds himself in the middle of dark schemes, otherworldly plots, and unexpected frie...