stupid hermitcraft short stories

quite the scare (angst?/horror)

Warning: death (non permanent), poison, fear, insanity, thoughts of harming others

Picture above by me

Synopsis: a retake on the scariest death of demise as of yet with a little extra insanity.

Scars POV

Demise was going on but the rules said go about your daily business. I'm glad I didnt partake in Demise Dares. I was too ill. Still. I have hope. High high Hope's!
...

Nope. Not today.

I have work to do. The new cherry factory needs to be finished I have to get the recording up.

My first step was going to Sahara for bone meal for white dye and resulting light grey dye. I just need it for interior areas. As I approached the portal to the shopping district I noted a few faulty portals.... no matter. I went over and fixed them re connecting them to the over world.

Then I stopped.

Demise.

What if they were off for a reason and were trapped? Maybe I should leave them be now. And thinking about it... what if the shopping district nether portal is trapped? No that's way too easy... but it's still possible... no matter, I still risked it.

Stupid mistake.

Emerging from the nether portal all I saw was darkness. I knew it was a trap but I was also quite curious. I was about to be taken back through but immediately walked out the purple swirls of magic only to trip of the edge onto some dark oak trap doors. They were triggered. Probably by a trip wire hook somewhere and they opened to reveal a pool of PUFFERFISH!?

"NO! Nonononononoooo!" I repeated as I fell through the opening and, once hitting the water, felt the poisonous creature begin attacking me. I had no totem of undying. I wouldn't survive so many of them. The sharp needles dug deeper and the poison worked its magic. But it wasnt necessary as I quickly racked major damage and felt my vision blank out and fade.

GoodTimesWithScar was slain by "the grey skins"

... a few days later...

In the efforts for demise, each of us hermits had a grave. I thank ren for that. We would respawn there if we died in the game and that's where I ended. My player head left on a grave stone made of dead coral and a block of dirt above me.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I called out from the dark pit. "Its awfully dark down here and smells alot like freshly cut... pinewood? Oh. I'm in a chest." I giggled a bit at my stupidity but went back to the darkness digging what I think was up.

I dug out and light showed me my new monochrome look. "Dam it." I lost my shirt and coat revealing 2 scars. A rough blast shaped one on my shoulder and a scraty cuff one on my wrist. That's annoying... welp. This is my dead skin now. "You seriously have to be kidding me it's been since August since I last died..." Yet I was still slightly shaken by the death. Those pufferfish were named "the grey skins" as seen on the chat. So obviously a dead team trap. Quite scary at that. Even for them. Such a stupid yet terrifying death if I do say so myself.

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But the poison.... after effects of death linger a bit so I felt quite sick once emerging from the grave. Lucky I spotted the creeper that spotted me first and called out to a mysterious man in a chicken costume, whom seemed to be at the grave yard for a peculiar reason, for help. He eventually did and I went to hide in a crypt feeling very overwhelmed by the poison after effects. I usually react bad to poison so this was normal if I ever died to it. I'm so glad poultry man had spare regen potions to share even if he's on the alive team. I just sat there. Trembling from what happened and the poison while also regoing through the moment.

I walked in the portal and tripped a trap which killed me..... that is a stupid way to die isn't it. I should of known from the obsidian box! Now I need to get my stuff back...

"How?..." I asked my self confused on how I fell for such a stupid trick. I felt a few tears of fear prick me in small laughter.

"How?" It grew to a regular laugh...

"How?!" And then a full blown insane one while tears still pricked my eyes...

"If THIS is how were playing, then I am so in! Ha! I might have a moral code to not kill but this IS a silly little GAME! Right!? What's one little kill?" I was so lost in my deepening insanity I almost completely forgot I had other projects. I just sat in the crypt and started up on what to do in this game.........

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Word count: around about 760 I think.

This is absolute horse sh*t

Well I do hope you enjoyed this little precious matirials house of a story. (If anyone gets this reference I will cry tears if joy)

Next time: I kill Scar... again... your favourites are the ones you torture 😊

And later on: a small tale of a pokemon alpha sapphire nuzlocke. The only place respawn is impossible...

BYYYYEEEE!