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Mumbo remembers the first time he died after setting foot on the new server.
MumboJumbo was blown up by a Creeper.
Yeah.. Not the best start. He landed on a creeper for goodness sake! He knew that this was going to be a rough season.
"Urrgh.."
The first thing mumbo noticed upon waking up was that the land around him is seemingly overgrown. How long has he been out?
When Mumbo stood up, he could distinctly taste redstone in his mouth. He didn't know why. The spawn chunks - Or, what he believed to be the spawn chunks - looked like they've been abandoned for months. Has he really been out for that long?
Looking down at himself, he could see that moss had decided he'd be a good object to grow on. And, well, Mumbo did what any normal person would! He tried tearing it off.
"Ow! Okay.. Maybe not.."
Mumbo ran a hand over his face, his limbs felt stiff and rusted. He needed to find another hermit. Maybe Xisuma? That.. Would be a smart desicion. Where is his comm?
He took a step and-
Crunch
..That's where it is.
Sighing, Mumbo picked it up. After inspecting the damage, he turned it on to many, many notifications. Of course, he didn't read them. Why would he? He double checked the player list, only a few people were online currently but that included Xisuma. It seemed that the void was in his favor currently.
You whisper to Xisuma: X? Can you come to the spawn chunks?
Xisuma whispers to you: Coming.
After waiting for a bit, he heard the sound of elytra and in a split second, Xisuma landed in front of him.
Too close.
A sizzling came, and Mumbo immediately stepped back. His head turned to look for the creeper until he realized it came from him.
"Mumbo? Did- Are you a creeper?"
"Am I?"
Xisuma touched him and the next thing he knew, everything went black.
MumboJumbo blew up.
He was awake in the same place again, Xisuma watching him. He looked concerned, but Mumbo couldn't tell with the helmet on.
Mumbo had isolated himself, that described where he was in the season pretty well in his opinion. His creeper wasn't like Doc. Because unlike him, Doc could actually be around the other Hermits. Mumbo however? Well, he exploded if someone got within three blocks of him. It made socializing one of the hardest tasks for him.
The times where not many hermits were online? Those were the times where he could actually explore, see what the hermits were up to. Unlike him, they could actually collaborate with each other.
Of course, he got used to the isolation quickly. It made his redstone projects easier to complete without distractions but he'd be lying if he said that the loneliness got too much for him to handle. So, as creepy as it seems, sometimes he watches the hermits from afar. When it's put like that, it definitely sounds like he's a creep.. But he's not!
He just misses them. He misses getting involved with pranks, in community events, and he just misses hanging out with his friends. And today was one of those days. Most of the hermits were online and working together on something.
He didn't know what, of course, he wasn't allowed to get involved. He didn't fancy blowing up at this point in time. It was always painful, far too painful for him to get involved in anything that the hermits do together.
It always brought him to a void. It wasn't at all similar to the void in the end. He could feel something multiple things just watching him. It was always unnerving and he didn't enjoy being there. It was way beyond his knowledge and he didn't want to open that can of worms yet.
So he stayed hidden, seeing all of his friends having fun together without him. It hurt, but he was content to just watch.