Grian Thought That Scar Would Be Mad At Him. You Know Beacuse He Killed Him. But No. He Was Just... Nervous.

Grian thought that Scar would be mad at him. You know beacuse he killed him. But no. He was just... nervous.

The next few days Scar kept asking Grian if he's sure that when they lose their final life they go back to Hermitcraft. And Grian kept reassuring him that they will.

And Grian knew that there was something more than Scar beeing scared of dying. Beacuse Scar wasn't scared of dynig. He was scared that when he does he won't come back.

And Grian wanted to talk to him about it. It was clearly something more than Scar beeing Scar. But he didn't want to press on him. He will tell him when he's ready.

Today I woke up from an amazing dream of going to a picnick date on the beach with my photographer girlfriend

Then I realized I don't have a girlfriend

And I don't live near the sea

And it's cold and raining so I can't have a picnick

Life is great

Scitties

For me 👉👈

For the low low price of voting for Scar

I'm in

I am very busy irl so the drawing would have to take a while.

But if you want full scitties, vote for scar!

YES SWEEP THE FLOOR WITH THIS MAN

Do it for the scitties

Do it for the good times

Do it for Jellie

ROUND 7:

GOODTIMESWITHSCAR (1) nominated from Hermitcraft, Last Life, Create Mod Server, Third Life, Double Life, Among Us, The Crafting Dead, MCC

vs

JOE HILLS (3) nominated from Hermitcraft, Beetlejhost, Joemez Addams, UHC

Scar held his breath until the growls disappeared in the distance. He lifted the lid of the garbage container gasping for fresh air of the poorly lit alleyway. "Great I'm gonna stink now" he said to himself.

He picked up his backpack from behind the container where it fell. At least it didn't stink. He took out his torch and headed down the alley. Luckily zombies had bad eyesight. The torch was dying anyway so there was only a small chance they'll notice him. Find a shower and some batteries - he added to his list.

The alley seemed to streach on forever. Scars backpack started to feel a little heavy and he decided to rest for a while. He opened a random door to a small flat. He threw himself and his backpack on the couch. He closed his eyes and tried to empty his head.

Then in the silence he heard a noise. A noise he never heard before. It was coming from a room at the end of the hallway. Intrigued he peeked through the ajar door. It was a dark, messy bedroom with a lot of bookshelves. He went in and the noise came again. He looked around and noticed a small shape on the bed. "A cat" Scar stated suprised.

"Hi little one" he said "What are you doing here alone?". The kitten looked at him with its green eyes. Scar felt like it was asking the same question. "Well I'm here to enjoy one of a few moments not running away from zombies" he responded and his stomach growled.

He opened his backpack and took out a tuna sandwich. The kitten meowed at him. Scar never thought that a meow could be so human-like. "You're hungry too?" he gave Jellie - that's what he started calling her in his head - some tuna.

"So uhm. I haven't introduced myself propetly. I'm Scar. That isn't my real name I don't actually remember my name so I gave myself a new one. And you?" he asked and she meowed back

"You also don't remember your name? How about Jellie? I already started calling you that in my head. It fits you" Jellie responded with a meow of agreement

"You like it? Okay Jellie it is" smiled Scar. It was a long time since he smiled. And now he had a friend.

Not really angst but very fun and cute.

Before Scar met Jellie he could only talk to himself so he's very happy to have her by his side

And hey, why don't you vote for him?

He will be very happy to have you by his side too

Guys (gender neutral) listen

We don't need differences

We need good times

Don't let Scar down now