[DISCONTINUED] The Strings of Time

[5] | Emergencies & Fun

"You requested to see me, Prime Watcher?"

"Yes. Come in."

The cloaked figure cautiously entered the room, making their way to stand just in front of the Prime Watcher's desk. They kept their chin held high, the scary thought shouting in the back of his mind to look serious. They knew that showing any sort of weakness or fear towards the Prime.

Those who express their emotions even the slightest bit towards the Prime-- let's just say one of the med bay cots would be filled for quite a while.

"Find out everything you can about the mysterious prime admin."

"The one with no identity?" Questioned the smaller watcher, instantly regretting opening his mouth.

Never talk to the Prime without permission. Never.

"Did I say you could talk?" The Prime spat coldly, narrowing his dark brown eyes into slits at the figure in front of him. He leaned back in his chair, one hand propping up his head on the armrest while the other fiddled with a fountain pen on his desk. "To answer your question, yes. That one.

"I heard that there will be a ceremony in two days' time to promote various admins to their next tier. Pathetic." The Prime scoffed, rolling his eyes. He stopped fiddling with the pen, looking directly into the watcher's eyes. "I want you to attend the ridiculous ceremony and pay close attention to the Prime's behavior.

"Do not come back empty-handed. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal."

"Good. You are dismissed."

The watcher quickly slipped out the room, shutting the door quietly on their way out. The Prime heaved a sigh, looking to the right of the room where his bookshelves were placed, along with a series of armor stands which bestowed his most prized possessions.

Upon one of the small armor stands sat a pair of red and blue checkered headphones.

~~~

Every few weeks, Xisuma would bring together all the hermits in a server-wide meeting to discuss the latest updates, events, and news that might be important to them. For example, False's upcoming PVP tournament.

Grian had just left his base to head over to the meeting location when an urgent alarm sounded throughout the server, the sky turning a deep shade of black.

Uh oh.

<TangoTek> what's going on with the sky? angsty much?

"All Tier Rosea admins and above must report back to the main hub immediately for an emergency meeting." A female voice rang out after the alarm went off, startling Grian slightly at the harsh static that followed. It was clear that the PA system hasn't been tested in a while.

"Start lock down protocol. If you are a server admin, and are a Tier Rosea or higher, please lock down your servers and do not let anyone enter or leave the server. Have your second admin take over duties while you are away. If you are a Tier Erythros or lower, lock down your servers and stay with your players. Do not let anyone enter or leave the server. For both their safety and yours. Thank you."

His eyes widened slightly, nearly dropping his rockets to the ocean below as he flew over to the meeting. Panic started to rise in his body, his gaze flicking over to the general direction of where he was supposed to go. He needed to get out of the server, and fast.

<GoodTimesWithScar> X what's happening?

<BDouble0100> are we gonna die

<Xisumavoid> Alright everyone, try not to panic that much. Meet up at the planned location for the meeting anyways, as it would be better to have everyone in one spot

<Xisumavoid> I'll come back with details on what's happening as soon as I can. I will lock down the server before I go, and hand over command to Joe. Please don't leave the server. I'm sure everything will be okay

<Xisumavoid> Any questions you may have, please ask Joe! And no, we aren't going to die. :-)

"Yeah right. We might not die." Grian resisted the urge to laugh as he landed right by the stock exchange. He brought up his player menu on his communicator while sighing heavily, his hands moving quickly across the screens as he typed in his password. He knew that he'd be bombarded with questions if he logged out now, but did he have a choice?

Nope. Not at all.

He waited for Xisuma to lock down the server before logging out. After admins initiate a complete lock down on their servers, the communicators temporarily shut down for a minute before going back to its normal state, kind of like a reset. During this time, no one is able to send or receive messages from the server or anyone, nor are they able to log into/out of the server. However, if you are an admin, you are able to log out the server, although it's not recommended to.

But desperate times call for desperate measures, right?

His communicator let out a beep, symbolizing that it was being reset due to a lock down. Wasting no time, he quickly pressed log out on his screens, vanishing into the portal hub. He immediately exited out of the Hermitcraft portal and made his way over to behind a pillar, putting on his admin cloak and arranging the hood so nothing was showing.

He slipped out from behind the quartz pillar, strolling quickly down the halls towards the meeting location. His reflection flickered past the thick windows, him making eye contact with himself.

This is definitely going to be an interesting meeting.

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A/N

Woah totally didn't forget about this and had this blurb in my drafts for like three months. Sorry 'bout that! I got burned out, bored, drifted, busy with high school, etc etc.

Today's my last day of school before the break, so maybe expect an update in the next month? I'm not really sure anymore, just know that this book is going to have very irregular updates, considering the fact that I said I'd be back in September but it is now December :)

Anyway, I'm off to pay attention to my teacher give us life advice for the last 30 minutes of class.

-Llama <3