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When they come for my things by Wudf
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
09 Sep 2025
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“Wait!” The stranger shouts, immediately taking his hands off of him and putting them up for Jabibi to see. “Let me explain before you do anything.” He squeaks out. Jabibi stares at him, trying to see if he can get a clue of what this person wants with him, hes dealth with rude customers but not customers who would go out of their way and kidnap him.
“Spit it out.” Jabibis robotic voice is deadpan, yet stutters as if to get back to the mechanic rhythm he works on. The man sighs in relief.
“I didn’t know you could talk I wouldn’t have done this if I knew that.” He babbles out quick, all he gets is a glare from Jabibi. “I found you while I was out scavenging and thought it would be nice to see if I can either salvag- I mean repair you!”
The mans grin does nothing to help ease the tension. “So you kidnapped me.”
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“Don’t you usually need another person to help with that?”
“Well,” Berd pauses, evaluating his response, a surprise coming from him. “Kinda? I can usually do it on my own since my beak can reach that far, but I didn’t fly as much before coming here.” A pitiful smile on his face, awkwardly laughing at the end to help remedy the problem. After the words leave his mouth, Jawsh can see in real time the cogs turning in Berd’s head. “Jawsh, you should help me!”
“No.”
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This time Berd walks back inside, confusion littering his face. It doesn’t stay for long as he sees Jawsh more clearly now, not hidden in the corner. “I tripped while running away from a horde of zombies- or skeletons maybe both, I didn’t get a good look.” He finds himself explaining way too much, Berd didn’t need to know this – it’s embarrassing. Yet he can’t shut his mouth, “I hid here to get away but I think my leg’s fucked.”
“Yeah your leg looks fucked.” Berd repeats.
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He scrolls through multiple menus, trying to figure out who's awake right now. Finding the list of those active at the moment, pulling it out and reading every name till he finds the one he wants to bother the most. He finds it near the bottom, Jawsh’s name in bright white letters calling out to him like a moth to a flame. And just like the moth he follows and beckons it’s call.
Berd whispers to Jawsh: hey jawshiepoo can you get me some soup im sick
Jawsh whispers to Berd: no
Jawsh whispers to Berd: and dont call me that -
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Building brings Jawsh a sense of peace in his hectic life. His method of planning and creating massive masterpieces on the horrible servers he’s invited on brings some joy in his dull life. Even if the process is excruciating. When every waking moment his project attracts an unwanted audience dedicated to ruining his day, barely getting any peace and quiet to focus. But today was different, from the time he woke up to the afternoon there was nothing. No mobs to halt progress, no other people placing blocks or breaking them. Just perfect silence. An opportunity just for Jawsh to take it and finish his build.
Yet he’s uneasy.