Unfortunately For Cleo They Accidentally Met All Of The Criteria

Limited Life if death had thrice the impact*

(*it was this or everyone having 8 hours and this was the most interesting of the options: Everyone still has 24 hours but dying loses 3 Instead of 1... Killing rewards are also tripled)

Everyone starts with 24 hours, with all the previous series having only one life (Or two) so the green yellow red life system is implemented for the first time ever.

Scott still kills Skizz, so does Bdubs. Scott and Bdubs both gain 3 hours and Skizz loses 12 hours bringing him to yellow almost immediately.

Jimmy and Joel still die to lava, Scar still falls down a hill and dies and Cleo still gets exploded by a creeper. They all lose 3 hours.

Impulse and Skizz still die to the creeper losing 3 hours each.

Martyn still boogey kills BigB gaining 3 hours and making Bigb lose 6... He also still dies soon after voiding the gain.

At the end of the first session: Scott and Bdubs are at 24:30. Scar, Impulse, Cleo, Jimmy and Joel are at 18:30. BigB is at 15:30 putting him in yellow. Skizz is at 6:30 putting him in red. Everyone else is at 21:30 much like in our timeline.

Joel, Jimmy and Grian still die to vex while raiding the mansion. They lose 3 hours each.

Joel still boogey kills Scar and Cleo though only Scars death counts as a boogey kill. Scar loses 6 hours, Cleo loses 3 and Joel gains 4 hours and 30 minutes.

Skizz still gets revenge on Bdubs so he gains 1:30 while Bdubs loses 3 hours.

At the end of session 2: Scott is at 22:30. Bdubs, Etho, Tango, Pearl and Martyn are at 19:30. Impulse and Grian are at 16:30. Joel is at 16:00. Cleo, BigB and Jimmy are at 13:30. Scar is at 10:30. Skizz is at 5:00.

Skizz still falls to his death in the skynet losing 3 hours.

Since both Jimmy and Scar are between 8 and 16 hours Scar can't kill Jimmy.

Scar can still kill Pearl which means Joel illegaly killing him immediately after still happens... Which of course means joel still fails his water bucket clutch.

Martyn still gets creepered costing him two lives and Impulse still boogey kills Pearl.

Early in the session Grian turns yellow which means Scar is robbed of the opportunity to do his triple kill. L.

Joel killing Martyn also can't happen with them both being yellow by that point of the session which means Martyn also never places the pufferfish that kills Grian.

Etho still gets destroyed by a creeper.

Without any kills Skizz runs out of time before the end of the session and is the first player out of the game.

By the end of session 3: Scott is at 20:00. Bdubs, Impulse and Tango are at 17:00. Martyn, Grian and Etho are at 14:00. Cleo, BigB and Jimmy are at 11:00. Joel is at 10:30. Pearl is at 8:00. Scar is at 5:00. Skizz is out.

Joel still accidentally kills Cleo and later purposely killing Tango.

Scott still lets Cleo kill him.

In this timeline Etho never kills Joel as he has more time then him, boat boys divorce never happens.

Tango still boogey kills Martyn to get rid of the curse and Grian still falls to his death.

By the time Martyn would have killed Bdubs they both would be yellow making that kill unlikely to happen.

Martyn still accidentally kills Scar (which is why certain kills still happen even if both parties are yellow.

Grian never does his triple kill as his target (Impulse) is already yellow at this point.

BigB still dies to the trap at his base.

Scott doesn't have to die as he naturally goes to yellow, same for Tango.

Pearl still dies to a creeper and Joel still falls from a ladder.

Scar runs out of time, he's the second player out.

At the end of session 4: Scott, Tango, Impulse and Bdubs are at 15:00. Etho is at 12:00. Jimmy and Grian are at 9:00. Cleo is at 7:30. Joel is at 7:00. Martyn and BigB are at 6:00. Pearl is at 3:00. Scar and Skizz are out.

Now this the story starts deviating more, in our timeline session 5 was a peaceful one with everyone being yellow... however with the changes made Cleo, Joel, Martyn, BigB and Pearl are all red lives so I doubt It's as peaceful.

Firstly Tango still kills Bdubs as a boogeyman and Joel still dies to a creeper. Bdubs also still dies to Etho's tnt catch game.

Skizz never gets to push Martyn to his death as Skizz is out of the game.

With Pearl and BigB so close to death It's unlikely they do nothing, I can see them trying to targeting Jimmy or Bdubs. With Bdubs dying so much earlier he goes to red meaning Jimmy is the victim, possibly when isolated. I doubt Jimmy can defeat Pearl so Pearl ends up killing Jimmy.

Session 5 ends with: Tango at 16:00. Scott and Impulse at 13:00. Etho is at 10:00. Grian is at 7:00. Cleo at 5:30. Bdubs, Martyn, BigB and Jimmy are at 4:00. Pearl at 2:30. Joel at 2:00. Scar and Skizz are out.

Joel and Jimmy still fail their bucket clutch, Joel is out of the game and Jimmy and Grian are the last bad boys left.

Pearl can't be the boogieman as she's red so It's *rolls random generator* Etho.

Grian also still pushes the button killing permanently both Jimmy and Pearl (Lizzie). The fandom makes it much more tragic then it is. (He also gets time as he's red)

Many death related to the bad boys never happen as only Grian is left.

Scar never kills Etho but Etho still dies to his own trap so.

Pearl never boogie kills Grian.

Cleo (Gem) still kills Etho but I doubt she does so twice like in canon. Martyn still drops tnt on Impulse.

Tango still dies when escaping from Grian (which was counted as a kill) and is later still killed by Martyn twice only to get killed by a skeleton.

Etho doesn't get a boogey kill but he also doesn't need to as he goes red during the session.

By the end of session 6: Scott is at 11:00. Grian is at 9:30. Impulse is at 8:00. Cleo and Martyn are at 5:00. Tango, Bdubs, BigB and Etho are at 2:00. Jimmy, Pearl, Joel, Scar and Skizz are out.

I can see Cleo and the mean gills working together. I can see Grian and BigB doing the same.

When it comes to the boogieman... Joel can't be boogeyman and since there can't be scaling...*rolls random generator* Scott.

Since The Bad Boys are gone Grian never climbs and then fall from the ladders.

Scott can't ask Scar to kill him to remove the target on his back so I think he just asks Etho directly... He doesn't have to ask anyone else since this puts him on red.

Even without the bad boys Grian gets desperate and kills Etho getting killed by Scott in the process. Unlike our timeline this is a boogie kill.

Grian still drops tnt on Impulse, Scott, Tango and Etho. Tango and Etho are out of the game.

Impulse still dies to the enderpearl and later later killed by Scott who doesn't particularly want to risk being a target again and likely has someone else kill him... likely Martyn. Impulse is out of the game.

Cleo and Bdubs are then killed by tnt dropped by Grian and run out of time.

BigB runs out of time.

Session 7 ends with: Grian at 8:30. Scott at 7:30. Martyn at 4:30. BigB, Bdubs, Cleo, Impulse, Etho, Tango, Jimmy, Pearl, Joel, Scar and Skizz are out.

With 3 players left Martyn surprises everyone and takes the others out, Scott lets himself be killed and Grian is not good at dealing with unexpected danger. Scott is third, Grian is second.

And Limited Life will always be won by Mars.

(Third Life)

(Last Life)

(Double Life)

(Secret Life)

Hi! Thanks for the tag, not entirely sure what’s going on? But I’ll try my best.

Last song: Sex, Drugs, Etc. By Beach Weather.

Favourite colour: Darkish green.

Last book: The Nature of Witches by Rachel Griffin.

Last movie: Sonic 2

Last TV show: Sonic X

Sweet/savoury/spicy: I have a massive sweet tooth, so I’m going to have to go with sweet.

Last thing I searched online: Either height dysphoria or the Geneva Convention, can’t remember which order that was in.

Current obsession: The Life Series!

Looking forward to: A lot of things, such as seeing my friends, waiting for the next Life Series, and my Finch micropet egg hatching!

@imahumandumpling, and also the Fourth, but he isn’t here yet.

thank you @cowboycart3r for the tag <3

Ten people I'd like to know better

Last song: talk too much by reneé rapp

Favorite color: i've been saying blue my whole life but honestly i love pink and purple a lot as well. i am truly bisexual

Last book: oh boy an actual book....uh...probably the last heartstopper lol. but i read most days! it's just not books ksdfjndsf

Last movie: i watched carry on last night

Last TV show: currently on the 5th season of the handmaid's tale. it's a visually stunning show but goddamn it's scary how not that dystopian it feels

Sweet/spicy/savory: all of them lol but i do have a raging sweet tooth

Last thing I searched for online: sterling pound to canadian dollar conversion dsfkjbdsf

Current obsession: i don't think i really have an obsession right now to be honest. unless 911/buddie still counts even tho it's been 2.5 years since the brainrot started lol

Looking forward to: seeing where things go with this guy i'm dating dslkjndfdfs

tagging <3 @lightasthesun @bellamyblakru @exhuastedpigeon @bradleysass @maygrantgf and anyone who wants to do this

People REALLY liked my Scottho post, which I thought might get maybe 17 notes if even that, so, uh, here’s a dabble based on literally one line towards the end of Etho’s 5th episode of Wild Life.

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“Best Decision I’ve Ever Made” -Etho

The rain lashed against the cobblestone roof above Scott’s head. For the sake of privacy and as a defense mechanism against Impulse and Cleo’s snoring, Pearl and Scott had put up cherry wood walls between the four color coordinated beds in the small base. Scott had thought about putting a window by his bed, but he figured it was best to keep his enemies from being able to see into his base in a death game. The blankets were heavy, and Scott was lying on his stomach, completely limp. His cerulean eyes drooped. Grian’s games were fun, but they were also exhausting. If he was being honest, his favorite part came after the games, when he was curling up in his bed with his cat and sleeping for hours and hours after a whole pot of pasta.

There was a knock on the door.

Scott’s shoulders had just settled into the mattress, but he shoved himself up from the bed. His chest was heaving just from pulling himself onto his knees on his bed, and he took a moment to decompress from that effort alone. Nobody else was going to answer the door. Scott is nothing if not selfless. He puts his weight onto his left hand, feeling it sink into the sheets, and swings his legs over the edge of the bed.

The teal haired man stumbled his way to the door of his room and leaned against the frame, running his hands through his bed head. If he was going to answer the door in the middle of the night, he may as well look the best he can manage to represent his team. Scott’s feet dragged themselves to the front of their base, shoulders sagging. Impulse’s snores were faint, but they were audible. Scott pulled his head up to look through the small window in the door. A black eye and a red eye looked back at him. The blue haired man shot upright.

“Etho?” Scott swung the door open towards himself. The poor man’s white hair dripped and sagged over his headband, covering it completely. Etho’s eyes were as sunken in as Scott’s, and they were almost hidden in the dark of the night. Water rushed down his skin, dappled with sun and age. The torches covering the base were like a bonfire outlining Etho’s lean frame. Scott was starting to think he had overdone it with the mob spawn-proofing.

“I know this-” Etho couldn’t finish his sentence, before Scott was dragging him inside by his dripping vest. Scott was too tired to notice how Etho’s eyes dropped to look at his lips, momentarily confused as to the blue boy’s intentions.

“What are you doing out here?” Scott slammed the door shut behind them and practically threw himself into his team’s storage. He fished out the thickest wool blankets they had. Cleo had prepared them for the team during the early days of the game, before they had walls and a roof over their heads to keep out the wind. They didn’t need such heavy blankets now that they were in a safe little abode, but Scott was a hoarder. This was exactly why. He wrapped them securely around Etho’s shoulders, and his hands brushed Etho’s neck. The white haired man was ice cold, but he wasn’t shaking. Scott knew cold like nobody else. Etho should be freezing. His teeth should be chattering, and his nose should be running. Maybe Scott would never understand how Etho had managed to reach such a point in his life that such conditions were normal to him.

“Bdubs stole my bed,” Etho shrugged, hugging the blankets closer to him, digging his fingers into the fabric. “You have- uh. Thank you,” Scott would not have been surprised if Etho was about to admit that he hadn’t seen a blanket in weeks. “I know that I was the one who said that we- uh, that we would keep it, keep this alliance on the downlow, but…”

Scott blew on his hands several times and pressed them against Etho’s masked jaw. It was tense. That must be why his teeth weren’t chattering. Etho stared at Scott. The tension in his shoulders, even under the thick wool, visibly relaxed, and his head dropped into Scott’s palms, which felt like a fireplace on Etho’s face. The stiffened joints in Etho’s neck audibly cracked, and Scott could practically feel the knots in Etho’s shoulders and upper back unraveling.

“You don’t have to apologize for wanting to be warm,” Scott murmured. Thumbs rubbed Etho’s cheekbones, which seemed to jut from his face. The blue haired boy made a mental note to feed this lanky man.

Part of Scott wanted to pull Etho’s head into his neck and cradle his shoulders, letting the man put all his, admittedly very minimal for such a tall survivalist of a man, weight on him. He pulled away instead. Scott pulled a towel out from the chest monster and draped it over Etho’s head. A surprised little “oh!” squeaked out of Etho’s throat, as Scott dug his hands into the towel and mussed Etho’s soaked hair, doing his best to dry it. Trying his best to keep his head still, Etho squeezed his eyes closed, as Scott bunched the towel in his hands on Etho’s scalp. The redstoner’s hair was pretty short. Scott didn’t have to try too hard to get it dry enough.

“Uh, do you have an extra, an extra bed?” Etho shuffled in place and rolled his shoulders. Scott did not have an extra bed, nor did he have the resources to make one. The G’s had yet to move their livestock, so shearing sheep would require a fifteen minute run to and from the island far from the rest of the bases in the rain and darkness.

“Yeah. It’s in that room,” Scott handed Etho a water bottle and nodded to his own room, pulling the blanket off of Etho. “You go ahead. I should set up a hook in here to dry this.”

Reluctantly, Etho pulled his mask down. Scott turned away respectfully, but he could hear Etho drinking. He sounded like he hadn’t had fresh water in a year, before he made his way to the ‘spare’ room. He stood in the doorway for a moment and looked back at Scott. The dry man did his best to ignore it, pretending everything was normal. Scott wrung the water out of the blanket in his hands and draped it over his shoulder, opening the chests to look for the materials for a tripwire hook. Etho’s eyes softened, and he crossed his arms, leaning against the wall.

“This is your room,” Etho stated. Scott huffed and half-heartedly picked through a chest for string.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Scott tried.

“I’m tired, Scott. I’m not clueless. The whole room is blue,” Etho argued. Scott threw the blanket onto the chests.

“We don’t have a fifth bed,” Scott mumbled, defeated, and looked up at the taller man. Etho shrugged nonchalantly. He hadn’t pulled his wet mask up. His lips had a scar running through them. It looked like it might have been from the same attack that scarred over his eye. Scott ignored that he was looking at Etho’s lips.

“So I’ll sleep on the blanket.”

“Absolutely not.” The blue haired boy sped over to Etho and practically tossed him onto the teal sheets. Scott closed the bedroom door behind him. “You’re not a stray fighting for scraps on the street anymore, sir. You’re my teammate, and no less.”

Scott tugged the blankets from under Etho and tossed them onto his frozen form. The warmth from when Scott was still under the sheets not too long ago seeped into Etho’s muscles. The older man had little time to react before Scott climbed in next to him, wrapping his arms around Etho’s neck and tucking Etho’s damp head under his chin. Etho didn’t know what to do with his cold hands. It seemed rude to press them against Scott’s warm shoulder blades. Scott’s neck felt scorching against Etho’s frozen nose. He doesn’t know when he had begun to let his body shiver.

“...If you insist,” Etho whispered. Scott’s hands ran through his damp hair. They felt like a mug of hot chocolate after a day in the snow. He felt like he was melting. “This is, like, the best decision I’ve ever made, I think.”

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Thanks for reading my little drabble!!🩵

joel left the series spamming ender pearls and zipping around, mad about his trap not working? guess he went out... fast and furious

I’m so hungry. Why am I so hungry? I tried looking it up, but I don’t have anything pointing towards diabetes or thyroid issues, I know I’m not pregnant, and I doubt I have hypoglycaemia either. I genuinely don’t know what’s happening to me. I’m just so hungry.

I’m so hungry.

WHOA!!!!! i love my friends' ocs

Trying to settle something with a friend.

@tvvigjuice @imahumandumpling you two are now mandated by law to help me win polls. Vote Ethoslab!

Rue:

Submitted for: Skyblock Kingdoms

Headcanons: Identity not specified, pronouns not specified

Propaganda: “Her whole character arc is a metaphor for being trans! She realized she wasn't who she was told she was and then chose her own name and made friends who saw her as HER! They're so special and wonderful and transgender!!”

“[The submitter] LITERALLY INCLUDED HER IN A PAPER [they] WROTE BECAUSE SHE IS SO TRANS.”

“Rue is not just textually trans, with she/they pronouns, she is ALSO a trans allegory! That's TWO trans aspects!”

“Rue is LITERALLY a trans allegory! They have a whole arc about realizing people are viewing them as the wrong person, creating a new identity, being hurt by that confusion, being lied to and told they need to act a certain way for people to like them.... THEYRE A CLONE OF A GUY WHO USES ALL PRONOUNS. THEY USE SHE/THEY PRONOUNS! THEY WERE TRAGICALLY KILLED BY THEIR ORIGINAL'S WIFE (possessed) AND DESERVE A WIN!!”

BigBSt4tz2:

Submitted for: Evo SMP, Third Life, Last Life, Double Life, Limited Life, Secret Life, Wild Life

Headcanons: Trans man, he/they

Propaganda:

“The vibe. They're so trans man coded. Like he would use a binder in the life series and, like, for example, Pearl would help him with it in Limited life, or Ren would help them cut their hair in Double life if he felt like being less gender ✨ He's just so trans man 😩 VOTE BIGB.”

“HE CAN BE ANY GENDER YOU'D WANT DUE TO CREATIVITY. I'VE SEEN MANY MAKE BIGB TRANSFEM OR NONBINARY!!!! YOU CAN EVEN MAKE HIM XENOGENDER OR USE NEOPRONOUNS FOR FUN.“

“C!Bigb being trans is so important. His character is very ambiguous (to [the submitter]. At least.) due to the hidden secretive nature of himself, he hides the lies, he masks his weirdness sometimes [which] can be a metaphor for a trans person not wanting to come out (also autism)((proof is [they’re] trans and autistic and [they] do this stuff)). You can color pick a makeshift trans flag from his mc skin also.”

“Every (Life) series, he changes up a lot of himself for whatever he's doing. This seems like he can't decide what exactly he is and is trying to rebrand himself as a different type of person every time, which tends to be something [the submitter has] noticed in a few trans people. The lack of clarity of who they are is definitely very genderfluid coded. It could also go for his character throughout the life series being a system, with each new series being someone else. [Their] main evidence for this is Terry (from Last Life). It can also go for being transmasc on some level because of how easy it was for him to be that character!”

“BigB's username literally has t4t in it. He's not cis [the submitter’s] sorry.”

Ethoslab:

Submitted for: Hermitcraft, Third Life, Last Life, Double Life, Limited Life, Secret Life, Wild Life

Headcanons: Agender, they/them; Transfem, she/her; Nonbinary, he/they/she; Nonbinary, they/he/it; Identity not specified, ladder/ladderself

Propaganda: “[The submitter] just think[s] she deserves boobies. [They] think they would be good for her. And also it's because [they] understand the way the universe flows and the nature of all things.”

“[Quote from Etho:]‘I’m ice man also, also the ice Queen […] yep, yep both in one.’ Etho has compared himself to a pretty girl before. ‘That’s me on the inside, beautiful, but on the outside it’s just this.’ (He’s talking about Falsesymmetry’s hermit head, a female head). Bigender, genderfluid, or genderqueer Etho trust trust trust.”

“T4T cletho. They’re both nonbinary and divorced (in an active relationship) and take turns on who's the ex wife and who's the ex husband.”

“When [the submitter] first joined hermitblr, [they were] genuinely confused about Etho’s gender for a bit because of the sheer amount of people on here that she/her him. [They] love it. Live your dreams.”

“Etho (ftm) but can be feminine. [The submitter] think[s] his vest is equal to the famous oversized trans hoodie (but with style).”

My friend’s little brother (non-verbal) used to hide people’s shoes if he liked the person, because it meant they had to stay longer. The more difficult it was to find your shoes, the more he liked you.

One day my cousin came over, and she was a bitch. When it was time to leave, my friend’s brother handed her shoes directly to her and she went on and on about how he must have a crush on her because he only “helped” her.