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@trafficzine
The 7th Edition of the Traffic Zine is here!
This edition features work from over 40 artists and writers based on the events of Past Life SMP. You can download it from the link below; enjoy! (Our cover for this edition was illustrated by @anneliis18!)
7th Edition: Past Life
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my piece for @trafficzine! 1.1k words
(very late to posting this, oops)
My second piece for @trafficzine in collaboration with @okaidennsz!
my contributor piece for the 7th @trafficzine
I was so happy to do a piece for the 7th edition of @trafficzine!!!
Featuring Martyn and Cleo "haunting" Bigb in the tunnels, episode 1 :3
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our will be done
my full piece for @trafficzine #7!!! this was such an awesome time and I’m so thankful to be chosen!!!
Here's my written piece for the amazing @trafficzine !! please go and check out the full zine with all of the amazing art and writing ❤️💛💚
The Apparition of a Friendly Face (Too Early to Go Insane)
The voice feels so distinctly familiar Grian thinks he must be hallucinating. They’re only two moments removed from when this all started, and that must be way too early to go insane, but contempt and dread settles in his stomach as he looks at the man in front of him.
He looks like Tango — the signature bright hair, the red piercing eyes, the clothing — but he moves and speaks like Mumbo. Starting with the simple fact he is too British.
When the diamond joke comes up for the second time, Grian can only lament that it isn’t the same. When the Tango-shaped figure mines away a block to reveal diamonds, Grian can’t even be relieved at the material that was so essential for survival. He could only think about his friend. About what he was doing here, where he’s been.
And the continuous question of where Tango was.
Why did no one else mention it at all? Why did no one else seem to be put off by the erratic movements that Grian could only simply describe as Mumbo-esque? Why did no one point out the weird mentions of redstone and Decked Out when they had been standing in the pyramid of the Gluten Guys? So out of place in this world. Was it all a figment of Grian’s imagination?
Gem and Pearl certainly didn’t look up when the British accent started speaking. Gem had simply called him Tango, and then had gotten distracted by Skizz falling for the Squarehole. Even later, when Grian had tried to speak out loud that Tango had been a completely different person today, he had gotten no reply. The closest he had gotten to someone acknowledging it was Gem saying that Tango wasn’t allowed to go to the Alps. What she had meant with that just left Grian with a headache.
Grian misses his friend. It is clear as day. Something about this hurt, yet he doesn’t dare ask anyone about it. It feels too much like giving up, giving in to this weird feeling. Even worse? He could be thrown out of his alliance because they will think he has gone mad.
He gets shaken back into the present by Tango — no Mumbo — speaking again, the cadence soft to his ears. He almost melts into it.
“I felt like we could lock eyes, and then cuddle a bit. I might give you a little hug.”
The familiarity of it rumbles something in his chest, sets this aching feeling alight with a fire that he thought he had doused. Yet it’s not his good friend asking, it’s Tango, and the sour taste that fills his mouth right after he had thanked the man for the diamonds sickens him. He physically pushes him away, yet again repeating in his head that it simply isn’t him, that it isn’t the same. Grian doesn’t even register the fact that the body he forces himself past is solid. It cannot be, there is no way that Mumbo was here. Right now. The voices in his mind keep tricking him, they keep telling him that this is exactly who he thinks it is. For that to happen his good friend must suddenly have acquired the powers of possession, and isn’t that a funny thought? Yep, definitely close to breaking now.
He can only distract himself by mining away. He verbally only wails out that it isn’t him.
He has to continue, the ending of this period was coming soon and he had to get away from whatever it was that was plaguing his mind. He can not lose focus this early on in the game. It is simply not an option. Just a few more minutes before he could rest. He has a gut feeling he had to do more than just walk away from a friend— or foe, whatever. Like he had to physically push him, pull him close, throw him- do anything but listen to the voice in the back of his mind telling him this was someone he trusted. The body wasn’t, but that voice is so awfully convincing. The figment of his imagination that made it so he could recognise that moustache did. not. help.
Tango doesn’t have a moustache.
It’s almost enough evidence to tell Grian he has truly lost it.
It’s not him, it’s not your best friend. Nor is it Tango, not really. The Tango-shaped figure follows him into the mine, trying to find diamonds alongside him. TangoJumbo, as Grian has dubbed this apparition for now, joins so effortlessly. The banter is similar, the jokes about hiding the diamonds remain. Almost as if the earlier encounter didn’t happen, as if Grian hadn’t acknowledged how wrong it had felt.
There are a couple of quips of TangoJumbo not really caring about stuff, because it isn’t his in the first place. Which is yet again an odd observation. It’s awful trying to discern what to trust and what not to right now and it swirls in his stomach again as the figure walks right in front of his diamond pickaxe. The first sound of damage almost makes him jump.
Grian had almost managed to convince himself that this figure is indeed just a ghost. This, however, was irrefutable proof that it wasn’t- isn’t.
The second swing of damage somehow makes his breathing pick up, squeak out in a mild panic that it’s not a good idea to walk right in front of his feet. Before Grian can even say that it may become TangoJumbo’s death, the apparition jumps in front of the sharpened edge again and vanishes into the brief void of death, before the cycle would inevitably start again.
Even with it gone, Grian still has to reel his mind back from the onset of emotion and bile rising in his throat. In, hold for 10, and out. Three more times. Alright, the seconds to the end of the period are just wasting away as he is holding his breath. Eyes closed shut tightly, biting down on his own teeth until the point of pain.
He pinches the skin on his wrist. Ow. Yeah, definitely still in the same spot and very aware and awake. He tries to make his way back to his homebase, humming songs under his breath in the hope to aid the worry in his head, and ease the hurt in his heart.
He still has a long time to go. They’re only two moments removed from when this all started, and that must be way too early to go insane.
i got to do the cover for the 7th edition of @trafficzine :D
My first piece in the 7th edition of @trafficzine!!
My piece for Traffic Zine Vol.7 Past Life Edition hosted by @trafficzine
I had so much fun on this piece for my favourite life series. It was a great pleasure to get to be a part of/see everyone’s amazing work on this project! You can go check out the zine on itch.io
A Zine featuring artwork and writing centered around the events of Past Life SMP!
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"Pour one out for Pearl"
My piece for @trafficzine 7th edition. Check it out, all the works there are so good!! :D
the fall of the lighthouse
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The Death of Cleo
My piece for the 7th edition of @trafficzine!!
LOYALTY TEST... FAILED!!
my piece for @trafficzine !!! check out the full zine nowwwww!!!
RIP!!!!!!!!!!!!! for the 7th @trafficzine!
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My piece for @trafficzine's 7th Edition!
It was an honor to be a part of this zine alongside many other talented artists and writers! Thank you for having me :)
my piece for @trafficzine !! shoutout to the spooky ghost in the window ….
