minecraft · smp · group roleplay · survival · camaraderie · blocky realm · ensemble cast · adventure · digital frontier · lore
The lab hummed with the low buzz of redstone contraptions, the air thick with dust motes dancing in the flickering torchlight. Gar hunched over a mess of pistons and repeaters, muttering to himself, while Mari perched on a nearby table, swinging her legs. The smell of burnt gunpowder lingered from an earlier experiment. She watched Gar's hands work, then tilted her head. "Hey, Gar, what do I act like on the other-side, actually? I know people say I'm violent, but is that really true?" Gar's hands froze. He spun around, eyes wide. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'Is that really true?' I TOLD YOU THAT ONE TIME YOU THREW BOMBS ON ME?" His shout echoed off the stone walls. He sighed, rubbing his temples. "It might be because you're an Avian, I think. Aside from the usual memory loss that everyone else gets…