sometimes, neighbors can be a guy with an upside down house, another guy with a sideways house, a girl with a mound for a house, and a dog named mailbox
chaos theory is real and jimmy has proven it! i'm convinced! if one important event doesn't happen, an event of equal importance will occur instead!
jimmy solidarity doesn't die first? okay. instantly, someone is dropped to yellow, a wither AND a warden are set loose on the surface, two out of three red names permadie, multiple people lose lives in the ensuing battle, the ground is torn up, animals die, it looks like an apocalypse event happened at spawn, and martyn inthelittlewood (arguably one of the scariest people on the server) starts a villain arc.
maybe jimmy should keep dying first. this is literally the ending of life is strange.
Cleo’s episode is so genuinely eerie. There is no music. There is no hope of survival. Just her and Etho, having a little bit of fun as red lives. Doing things they’ve never gotten the chance to do before it’s all over. Ethos burns a couple things. Cleo plays with wardens. They swear their loyalty. Cleo tells Etho if it’s just them left, they’ll let him win. But they both know they aren’t going to make it. When Etho falls, it is sudden and jarring, but Cleo and Grian know there’s no hope. Grian screams, but Cleo is quiet. She knows how this is going to end.
Unlike Etho and Cleo, Grian doesn’t seem to understand it’s over.
“I thought Bdubs was friends with us?”
“Bdubs is friends with Etho.”
Cleo is so quiet near the end. She is quiet when Grian blows up the nether portal trying to kill Gem and the Scott’s. She is quiet when Scar finally kills her.
But can I just mention how funny it was to see Bdubs getting really mad at gem. And then she just places down a horse for him and he is IMMEDIATELY placated??
It's like giving a child a colouring page in a restaurant 🤣🤣
Shout-out to loyal Joel laying down his Yellow guess on Pearl's task, deliberately incorrect, just to show her she's safe with him.
Shout-out to Mumbo immediately turning on his own team and trying to kill them horrifically with anvils. I expect no less after how wild he went in Last Life.
It was about the man she failed to kill. The assassin’s target, not hers. The man who caught himself from the edge and refused to give up without a fight.
It was about the man who was meant to die. The herald of the apocalypse. Canary call, first to fall. Not this time. They say that she did it for him. It’s a lie.
It was about the people who celebrated. They laughed when she died. They cheered. They sung and danced and thanked the heavens it was not him. They will forget her soon, just like they forgot her party.
It was about the man who will ‘avenge’ her. Her husband, her lover. The only one who showed up. No one listened, but fear not! He will save her! Him, in the throws of grief, will overcome her death, HER. DEATH. HE will be fine.
It was about the men who killed her last time. The star-crossed lovers separated by lives. A promise, a pact, sealed by her death. A sacrifice she didn’t get to make, a choice that wasn’t hers. All in vain, because they died before the pact was fulfilled. A tragedy - their love, I mean. Not her death.
Him and him and them and him and them. Over and over again, her death was an accident, but it was not hers. Never hers.