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Here I Am by the Crane Wives with Scar in Last Life, Double Life, and Secret Life! First verse/chorus is Last Life, second verse/chorus is Double Life, and the end is Secret Life, with periodic Third Life flashbacks!

The following includes sketches of dubious quality of my vision for the animatic. Please do not mind my bad art, bad photos, or even worse handwriting.

OMG I JUST HAD A THOUGHT(shocking ik)

So, Over and Over by Rio Romeo, with Grian's widow curse(I personally call it the cardinal curse, but widows curse will be used here bc most people use it. as for why I call it the cardinal curse... well, I suppose someone will have to ask me why)

"Over and over. I fuck myself over. And under and under. I do it again." Grian continuing the games despite the suffering it causes him and others(In my au he was forced to do so. What au? IG you'll have to ask(please do please i need an excuse to yap about my main LS au pls pls pls))

"Morning and evening. I felt I was grieving. Until I said fuck you. And never again." Grian refusing to team with Scar again after the end of 3rd Life?? Doomed yaoi desert duo my beloved

Like, the line "Daytime or night time I feel I’m on my time. But my time is fickle. Just like a friend." is so widow's curse coded. "BECAUSE THEY ALL DIED BEFORE HIM!!" I scream as they drag me into a padded room /hj

"And with my departure. From the pain I harbor. I feel I am sinking. And sailing to swim." Grian killing himself at the end of 3rd Life to start the next game, mayhaps?

Oh shit mb I haven't posted in five days

ADHD is a bitch

Anyways, angsty Life Series Grian animatic idea to yet another Crane Wives song, let's go!

So, I'm thinking Down The River by the Crane Wives but it's Grian hallucinating what the other Lifers think about him continuing the games.

Here's who would sing each verse lyric:

I've been wishing that you'd prove me wrong (Scott)

That you'd come clean and rue the damage done (Etho)

Restore my faith in you (Lizzie)

But you've got no reason to (Ren)

'Cause ain't it easier to just move on? (Martyn)

One door closing means another one (BigB)

Opens unto (Skizz)

Some unsuspecting fool (Jimmy)

I've been hearing that you're leaving town (Mumbo)

The dust never settles when you're around (Tango)

Too many people with (Gem)

Your name on top of their lists (Joel)

Now, tell me, when you start again (Impulse)

Where will you house your skeletons? (Cleo)

Or will they stay behind? (Bdubs)

Your settlement in kind (Pearl)

Sorry I barely posted today, I was very busy and didn’t have many ideas, lol. Here's one more for today, though. I posted this in the Life Series community too!

I just had a really angsty idea. What if the Life Series ended after Secret Life?

Wait, let me cook.

Scar got stuck in the Secret Life world in most aus, right? How about instead of being freed eventually(my main au) or being stuck forever and replaced by a copy(in many aus, including Martyn's iirc), he was just there. Grian had shut down the other player's Codes temporarily while working with Xisuma to try and free Scar, and any games from after Secret Life(ie Real Life, Wild Life, Simple Life, Nice Life, and Past Life) are just hallucinations of Scar's as he's driven mad by the torment. Because, with how I characterize Scar, his biggest fear is being alone. He's social and extroverted to a fault, he'd rather be hated than alone. For him, as much as it can hurt to be something, it is always, always worse to be nothing. So he hallucinates these new games, with his friends back. This is also why he doesn't win any of them, because he never wants to be a winner again. It's also why Joel, Martyn and Scott were winning, because he didn't really like them in SL. I'm usually a firm hater of the "it was all a dream" trope, but it could be really interesting here?

Okay, I adore using song lyrics to title fics, so here's some random Crane Wives lyrics to use to title fics.

I wasn't born a safe ship, someone wore me down -Safe Ship, Harbored

Oh my savage empire, how lucky we are/Never to be moved by the words of a liar -Ribs

The dark doesn't frighten me, I chose to close my eyes -Ribs

Try as I might, I couldn't bring myself to hold you -Never Lover An Anchor

I gave you everything I had/And now I want it back -Strangler Fig

I will poison all your happy thoughts/I will love you like the ashes in my cigarette box -Tongues & Teeth

I'm just a ten cent copy/Of people far more advanced than me -Empty Page

I'm nothing if not obedient/You have my word -Empty Page

I am a light that's burning out -Empty Page

You'll do it better, show me how -Empty Page

I am a petty thing on a high, high horse -High Horse

I have gasoline in my veins/I am always burning, burning, burning -The Wolf

Can it be, can it be easy for once?/'Cause I'm no good at being kind to myself/Or anyone -The Wolf

Come my dear and drink while the water's still cold/I am naught but a scar upon your breastbone -October

Like a mad dog after a rabbit/I keep running, running, running/I don't feel like it gets me anywhere, anywhere -Mad Dog

There's black hole in the living room floor/I keep trying to ignore/But it's growing -Black Hole Fantasy

If love is just a chemical reaction/Is there a pill to take?/Something to quell this ache? -Black Hole Fantasy

Even in my fantasy I can't commit to believing/That I'll get what I want/I'm afraid of what I want -Black Hole Fantasy

And on the other side is another life/A version of me with a spark in her eyes that I don't have/And now she's laughing/And it's killing me that I cannot see what's making her laugh -Black Hole Fantasy

I've gotten good at living on someone else's page -Metaphor

Don't look too hard 'cause you won't like the scars he left in me -Metaphor

And all these words are sweet and meaningless/You can't trust a single thing I say -Metaphor

I'm not the person that I thought I was -Scars

All the love, all the kindness, all your best laid plans/Couldn't stop me from becoming the way that I am -Scars

Was I born with a hole in my heart?/A fatal fault at the start? -Scars

Tell me it's inevitable that I'd end up with scars -Scars

Oh, I'm burning like a tire fire and I don't know why -Scars

Nothing could have been done, is that right? -Scars

I'm afraid of what I'll find in the rubble when it's done/I didn't wanna hurt anyone -Higher Ground

What's the worst thing that could happen?/What's the worst thing you can imagine? -Predator

This world is a nasty place/I'm afraid to get comfortable -Predator

Unavoidable disaster/Serial overreactor/My head is a nasty place/I'm afraid to get comfortable -Predator

Oh the path of least resistance/Foolish misinterpretation -Predator

I swear that I loved you/I swear, I swear -Little Soldiers

I won't move but I can't stay here/So what the hell am I supposed to do? -Easier

And if I were someplace else/And if I were someone else/And if I were not myself/Would this be easier? -Easier

I am a pretty young thing/I am consumed with selfish wanting/Carelessly broke you down/But I ain't done -I Ain't Done

You put me in the ground/But I ain't done -I Ain't Done

Paid my sins in blood/But I ain't done -I Ain't Done

But if I made my bed/Did I make the demons in it? -Hollow Moon

There's more to life than suffering -Arcturus Beaming

Nothing will change until I change -Arcturus Beaming

The heat can make you lose your head/Your sense of direction -Steady, Steady

How long is forever? -Steady, Steady

This ring around my finger is like a chain around my throat -Steady, Steady

I will add more later! Bye, Tumblr. :)

I've been making the bird suffer for the vast majority of my last five or so posts, so I'll give a silly cute animatic idea for once! Sorry to disappoint lol

Yes I'm A Mess by AJR with Grian just being silly and pulling pranks, anyone?

Choruses will just be compilations of Grian shenaniganery, no plan there, but I have thoughts for the verses.

First Verse:

"I leave my house at 3 o' clock. With two hundred texts and two missed calls. Guess all of the friends that I pissed off. All talked." Grian getting kicked off HC temporarily that one time with Gem because he's pissing everyone off and Gem convinced Xisuma to do so.

"And I took a job for just July. But feels like I might be here for life. Yeah, I'm in it now, I'm in it now. Could I start again, somehow?" Two words needed here. PERMIT. OFFICE.

Second Verse:

"Why should I fix the shit I've done. When I could just pack my shit and run? Delete every number from my phone. So long." Grian and the Hermits fleeing Empires after screwing up their economy completely(likely chased by a few very angry Empires members)? Idk, I don't currently have a better idea for here.

"Yeah, I'll get new shirts 'cause mine all stink. And I'll tell my boss what I really think. Yeah, I'm in it now, I'm in it now. Could I start again, somehow?" Grian escaping various servers, particularly YHS with the "I'll get new shirts cause mine all stink"(getting to wear his own clothes again after having to wear Taurtis's for so long, because i am constitutionally incapable of making something entirely without angst) the Watchers with "and I'll tell my boss what i really think"

"Yes, I'm a mess with an S on my chest. I could hate my guts when the sun comes up. But I guess that's what this is. I like myself like this. I could hate my guts when the sun comes up. But I like myself like this..." Grian learning to love himself and let the Hermits love him.

I headcanon Etho as an arctic kitsune and Tango as a fireborn/Blaze hybrid(hot/cold relationship anyone?), and I have this idea that Etho and Tango left Hermitcraft for a bit to go to a main hub for [unspecified reasons(author's choice)], but the hotel they're staying in is raided by hunters. Intro Idea/Prompt:

Etho's ears pinned back and he backed towards the door as he heard that all too familiar click, the same one that chased him in his nightmares, the same one that made his ears flick with fear and the hair on his arms stand straight up and the scars on his back pulse in time with the memories. It was the loading of a gun, but not just any gun. The very gun that kitsune like himself were taught to fear.

If Etho had been smarter, he could still be safe in his room, door locked, peacefully cuddling with his favorite fireborn. But he hadn't been smart. He had let fear take over.

And now he was paying the price.

Fox hunters.

Fox hunters in the hotel.

On Hermitcraft, Etho never would've had to face this again. Xisuma would never allow fox hunters onto the Server.

But Etho wasn't on Hermitcraft right now, was he?

And, this time, this night, he hadn't been careful enough in hiding his non-humanity.

He felt his breath pick up against his will, mind running through every single experience with fox hunters before now in vivid detail, forcing him to relive every single one as he tried to find a solution, a way to escape, to save him and Tango.

5 years old, cowering in a closet. "Run, Etho! Just go!"

8 years of age, crawling through a dirty vent, dust and tears blurring his vision as he heard angry screaming to the beat of gunshots behind him, echoing through the treacherous tunnels of the ventilation. "Get back here, you wretched little fox! I'll skin you alive!"

14, now, desperately chewing through harsh rope net and jumping from the back of a moving car. It hurt, but he had to keep running, can't stop, or they'll have him again.

And then 20, wrists bound behind his back, gagged with an old rag that smelled like rot and depression and tasted even worse, surrounded by collectors examining him like vultures circling prey. "This one will do nicely. High pain tolerance, strong powers, decently submissive... He'll garner a good price, I oughta think."

23, this time, bound hand and foot by leathers straps, trapped in a laboratory. The 'doctor' loomed over him, long scalpel in hand. "You've got keen eyes, fox. Too bad I'll have to sell them." The scalpel sliced across his eyelid and he bit back a scream, mouth tasting like iron, lungs burning. He felt the scalpel be plunged through his tear ducts, trying to force his eye out, and he howled. It hurt, it hurt so bad, it hurt like nothing had ever hurt before. He'd die, he was sure of it, and it'd be a mercy compared to this torment. He was dying, he was, and he wasn't even scared, because death meant nothing would hurt anymore, and void did he need that. He-

No. Stop thinking about it, stop remembering, he needed to stop! Focus!

But he just couldn't.

So, I'm thinking that Soldier, Poet, King trend with the Gs. For roles, here are my current thoughts. These can be reshuffled completely if needed.

Cleo is Soldier. She's the fighter, firey and strong, unafraid to say anything, make any threat, to get her way. She's brash, brave, blunt, more prone to violence than the others rather than peaceful settlement, but capable of that too on occasion.

Scott is Poet. Yes, I know people would assume he'd be King, but I think he's Poet, because he's the smooth talker. He's the social one. He makes alliances and sticks to them, he talks and bluffs himself out of many situations and often chooses to flee rather than fight if this doesn't work, unless he is confident he will be able to defeat the danger.

Pearl is King. She won her winning season all on her own, in a position of power and being feared, only to be betrayed by her closest confidants. She was willing to be brash, to use a mix of skills in Double Life especially, and I think she embodies the King role for me.