#blaze tango

ZITS PJAMA PARTY !!!

throuple goals... Love U hermit dads

After the work is done- the Nether Star safely in their grasp and the diamonds transferred- Skizz heads out past spawn.

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"Hey. You're the admin, right?"

"That's me. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'd like to ask permission to do something."

"Do what?"

"Build a portal."

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On a lonely island, the Wither Hunter stacks blocks. The glowstone shines softly as he lays it out, four across the bottom, five columns on either side, joining at the top.

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"A nether portal?"

"No. Same concept, but..different. Aether."

"Aether? Mate an Aether portal hasn't worked anywhere in centuries."

"I know. May I build one?"

"I mean have at it, I guess?"

"Okay. Someone's going to have to take it down. When I leave."

"You know what, sure. I'll get that done for you."

"Thank you."

-

Skizz steps back, eyes it. He doesn't throw a bucket of water at it-long held by the desperate and the sellers of snake oil to be the way to activate said portals.

Instead he sings.

The song is low and lonely and beautiful, in a language that sounds like echoing bells.

The portal frame flushes and fills with a pulsing energy, the blue of sapphires, of the sky, of Skizz's own eyes.

He looks it over, looks back over his shoulder at the server, smiles. It's a real gem of a place these Hermits have. Full of life and fun and stories. He's willing to bet there are no lonely nights here, not for long.

He can see a beacon beam or two from where he's standing. He watches them for a moment and then steps up and into the portal.

The blue abyss swallows him like a whirlpool devouring a ship, and he is gone.

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Zed and Impulse- a reluctant Tango in tow- find the portal less than ten minutes later.

"Is..is that a-"

"Well it isn't a portal home," Zed says, "so it has to be. We should- IMPULSE-!"

Too late. His fellow piglin is already striding towards the portal, and before either of his friends can say anything about it, he is through and he is gone.

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zedaphplays: NO ONE TOUCH THE AETHER PORTAL OKAY

geminitay: touch the what

renthedog: touch the what

xisumavoid: touch the WHAT

tangotek: impulse went through it we're going in after him

geminitay: I'm sorry its OPEN

xisumavoid: oh my god he wasn't kidding

renthedog: who wasn't kidding

cubfan135: aether what?

zedaphplays: reiterating NO ONE TOUCH IT we're going in

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The aether was a vibrant place, once.

Like the Nether it spread across an endless sky, across all skies, because the Overworlds are many but the Aether is the one reflected in the Nether which is the one.

It was full of life and light, of wings and color and laughter but that was so very long ago that few living remember it.

Now it is a quiet, pale place.

It is a place Impulse falls into like a meteor, dropping with a grunt of pain and annoyance into a pit six blocks deep only to be joined seconds later by Tango and Zed, the latter who yelps and the former who somersaults and comes up standing.

There's a clapping at the top of the pit.

"Ten outta ten," Skizz says. Impulse straightens up, glares around. Tango eyes the pit. "You dig this for us?" he asks.

"You think he's the first piglin to follow me home?" Skizz asks. "Nah. Pit's been here for ages. Not a problem when you have wings."

"I mean," Zed says, gesturing at their elytras. Skizz shrugs. "Yeah. Well. Exit's that way." He points at the portal they just fell out of. "Assuming no one breaks it before you get home, then there's another way, but it, ah," he glances to the left, presumably at the edge of what must be an island. "well. S'a bit hazardous."

"How," Impulse grunts as he stands and steadies himself, "did you make that work?"

"the portal?"

"Nobody's made an Aether portal function in, like, millennia, dude," Tango says, taking out a shovel. Skizz doesn't seem inclined to stop him from digging them a way out, so he sits on the edge of the pit and shrugs. "Made that one work."

"Stop talking around it!" Impulse bursts.

"Around what?"

"We're in the AETHER!" Impulse points at him. "You've got SIX WINGS! You SANG and that Wither RESPONDED!"

"They don't always." Skizz says. He sounds far away, sad. "The ones who can hold on long enough, though, if they recognize me they do."

When Tango gets to the top, Skizz offers his hand. The blazeborn looks at it, shrugs, and accepts the help out. Zed does, too. Impulse seems uninclined but when he slips on the block Skizz grabs him anyway and leverages him out onto solidish ground.

Zed looks him up and down. "You're an angel." He says. "Like, from here." He looks around- they all do- at the islands floating both mere blocks away and in the distance. A cow placidly floats by. There's a clucking from behind the small house a handful of blocks away.

"I mean I was," Skizz says.

"Was?" Tango asks as Impulse winds up to start growling again.

Skizz sighs. "You paid me to do a job, I did it. Can we all just leave it at that?"

"I mean-" Zed starts, and then there's a thud behind him.

And another.

And another.

Skizz groans and the Hermits turn.

"This," Xisuma says in the bottom of the pit, Ren and Cub collapsed on top of him, "is a bit unprecedented."

"Dude," Ren says. "DUDE."

"I concur," Cub says. "Skizz, are you up there?"

"Right here," Skizz leans over the edge of the pit as the newcomers locate Tango's path up. "Mr. Xisumavoid I believe we talked about my portal?"

"I'm afraid closing it might have to wait until I can herd everyone back through it," Xisuma says. "Which I believe I can manage-"

The portal hums again and an avian in a red sweater drops through with a whoop, swiftly followed by a young woman with red hair and antlers. "GEM IT WORKED!"

"Oh my god," the girl says. "Oh my GOD!"

[ID: A digital drawing of Pearl, Etho and Tango peeking from behind a wall. Pearl is standing up, leaning away from the wall as if coming from behind it. She has red and blue scales, gills, and fins.

Etho is leaning to his left to peek, extending his left leg for balance. He has a bright green eye with black sclera, and a bright red eye with dark red sclera. He also has pointed ears and phantom wings.

Tango is crouching behind the wall and peeking, with his hands on the wall. His hair is drawn as fire, and he has a thin long tail that ends in a tuff of hair, also drawn as fire. He has pointed ears that look charred at the tips.

The wall says "pet!", and the letters are aligned with the character they represent. /End ID]

PET postal woooooo

if you live in an environment [for example, the nether], with a limited color pallete, it makes sense that your eyes would never need to develope the cones necessary to see colors not found in your environment. therefore, I think Tango, and all other blaze and likely any nether mobs, have Tritanopia colorblindness, because with tritanopia you can still see essentially every color you'd naturally find in the nether, such as the reds and pinks and teals, but not the yellows and greens you'd typically only see in the overworld.

~🖤🪨

Blaze Tango

Wither Skelton Impuse

Gast Skizz

And if we stick to the nether theme Zed could be like a strider but I was thinking he's still a sheep hybrid who shows the others the ways of the overworld when they cross over! So it's 3 intimidating nether mob hybrids and their smol fluffy sheep friend!

To outsiders he has 3 spooky guard dogs but it's actually the "they asked for no pickles" meme with the 3 behind him going 👉🏻👈🏻🥺💀 👉🏻👈🏻🥺👻 👉🏻👈🏻🥺🔥