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{steve_v_stone}
It was a lot to take in. He didn't know what was harder to believe: how much had happened while he was in the zone, or how well the young woman before him was taking it. Steve V Stone - again - didn't respond, and rubbed his palm against the back of his neck. He stood over by the body. The lady hardly even needed to explain what had happened to him; the wounds told the whole story. Steve V Stone studied how the old man's shattered goggles revealed his plain eyes, frozen in a state of surprise. How his skeletal position was so disfigured. How his skin looks as if a large cookie cutter the shape of the minions' foot pierced it. How the blood splattered on the floor seems to spell 'DEAD' in all caps. Steve V Stone sat on the floor at the other side of the body, uttering another "oh".
{/steve_v_stone}

<Jelly>

"Excuse me for a moment," Jelly said, voice tense. She hopped back in her suit and went outside. Across the forest there was a cliff, with a beautiful overlook of the ocean. She hopped out of the suit again, even though it would take longer. She dug a three block deep hole, then assembled a two block tall cobble structure. By the time she was finished, the sun was setting. "Perfect," She whispered. She hopped back in the suit and went to the cave. She didn't say a word as she commanded the suit to lift Jak's body. She brought him to the cliff and laid him in the hole. She wasn't aware if the others followed her. She covered the hole with dirt and left the suit again. She placed a sign she had gathered from wood when she was walking back to the cave. She wrote "REST IN PEACE, JAK THE VILLAGER, A YOUNG SLIME'S BEST FRIEND." Inside the suit, she found a crumpled rose, presumably from his Village days. She first placed that on the mound of dirt, then a fresh dandelion she had just picked. She whispered to the grave, "I'll really miss you, Jak. You'll never be forgotten. And your death will not be in vain. I will hunt down Nightmare and that skeleton, and I'll avenge you, with the help of your suit. Goodbye, Jak." She settled next to the grave, shedding tears onto the dirt, watching the sunset.

When Jelly gave Pigmus the potion, a little bit splashed onto his arm. It healed it enough for him to splash it all over himself. A few minutes later, he had healed enough to stand up. He was a little shaky, but he could manage. He walked out of the cave and went over to Jelly and the golem's grave on a cliffside.

Ashskull approached the cave. He saw the golem suit, a slime and two mobs he'd never noticed before, a pigman and a golem made of stone. He wanted that golem suit. He quietly snuck around the back, hoping he could sneak behind it and then get in the suit, then run off.

((EDIT: Changed the stuff mentioned below))

((Jak was a villager controlling a golem suit, not just a golem, and Jelly is already out of the suit, but the suit is occupied by the ghosty thing which helps Jelly control it. Also, they're not in the cave, but on a cliff a forest away from the cave.))

((Pigmus thought it was a golem, and I'll change the parts about the cave and the suit. So then I guess the suit wouldn't work for Ashskull. That'll be a nice surprise for him.))

((Omg it was hard not to cry when Jel buried Jak D: The setting, the sign, the rose, how she cried on to the dirt, how she said goodbye one last time... *sigh* Killing a character is harder than I had originally thought... Anyways, lovely post, Jupiter. And nice description of him, Sloop.))
<Wisp>
The wisp's eyes turned a light blue and a glowing liquid dripped from the eye holes of his skull, as if it were crying. Seeing the old man's own suit lowering him into the ground was, to say the least, touching. But he knew that no matter how somber the scene was, he knew that Jak would never be freed until his death was avenged. With a light sigh, he proceeded to do Jel's bidding.k
<Afkar>
Afkar sat in a tree overlooking a cliff, his eyes burning red. "I will find who did this... They will pay... Even if it's the last thing I do!" he growled, the words echoing through his skull. Suddenly, something caught his eye. Leaning slightly out of the tree, he saw a rather beat-up looking golem lowering a very mangled villager into the ground. Blood stained his tattered robes, and blood from the cuts in his face dripped around his broken goggles and stained his dirty white beard. He looked pitiful, to say the least. His eyes were open, his eyes showing a look of terror and pain. His mouth was screwed into a horrified scowl. Had the golem killed the man? Afkar thought. He quickly shook the head and got the thought out of his mind. He squinted his eyes and noticed a light purple glow emitting from the suit. Memories flashed through his mind, and he instantly remembered who the villager was.

"Him! I gave him my seal! Why? How?! It's not possible!" he whispered to himself in a harsh tone. His blood-red eyes softened as he saw a slime sit by the grave, shedding tears onto the dirt. "Hm... If the old man is dead, how was the golem moving?" he said in sudden realization. He closed his eyes and sighed. "The seal is still with him then..."

((Thanks, just man, times are sad for ye old Life As A Mob.))

<Jelly>

The sun finally set, and her eyes were growing tired, but Jelly was determined to stay awake the entire night. It would be a final act of gratitude to her deceased friend. Suddenly, Jelly formed an idea in her head, to help her stay awake. She collected some sugarcane and ink sacs from near and in the water, the only time she would leave Jak's grave that night. When she returned to the grave, she made paper. using a feather from a fallen chicken and the ink, she began to write of her journey with Jak. "My journey began when by an amazing feat of luck, I ran into the iron golem Jak and Porin the bat..."

Name (Obvious) : Steven
Mob (Bat, Pig, ect.) : Wither Skeleton
Bio (It doesn't have to be lengthy) : this Wither Skeleton is like non other, he was beat up as a child and a teen, he soon new how to fight with swords, till this day he is still looking for the ghasts

{notes}
((Shining Moment of Heartwarming much?))
{/notes}

{steve_v_stone}
Steve V Stone looked over the shoulder vertex of the slime next to him. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "What are you writing?"
{/steve_v_stone}

((Accepted. I think this roleplay would make an amazing novel/movie.))

"My story...Our story..."She said, gesturing towards the grave. She was lost in her work. "We had killed the monster of a human, and as spoils, Jak gave me the man's sword. I still have it to this day..."

{notes}
((I'm thinking of making a TVT page for the book when/if it comes out))
((Hang on, SUNSET? I thought Nightmare blocked out the sun. Was arc resolved or just forgotten?))
{/notes}

{steve_v_stone}
Continuing to surf her shoulder, Steve V Stone watched as she unraveled the words of her quill upon her paper. Steve V Stone used her letters to her Diary to learn a lot about the party. Names, places, memories; it kind of made him feel better about himself to 's met Jel before' class='bbc'>now be a part of the grand story she calls Life.
{/steve_v_stone}

((Wat? Sunset? I thought it was sunrise? Can we get the time straight on?))

((SunSET, but now it's night. I'm pretty sure the sun was unblocked a lonnnnnnnggggggg time ago. And what is TVT? If no one else makes it, I'll try to make the novel.))

<Jelly>

Jelly continued pouring her mind's remembrances onto the unbound paper. "After Corruptio left out of what I assumed was pity, we were all in bad shape, me especially. Unconscious, nearly dead, and lost in the labyrinth of my mind..."

Pigmus walked up next to Jelly and watched the writing. He felt Jelly's sadness and the emotion she was pouring into her writing, but he was also thinking about other things such as, We didn't defeat him. He is still out there. And I know we will meet again.

Ashskull came up behind him and started walking quickly toward them.

Pigmus heard the footsteps and turned around.

((I enjoy writing, so I guess I could give it a go. The problem with writing this RP is that at the beginning, the main characters were Frank the zombie and Spider the spider, and it would be weird to write with them suddenly vanishing. Maybe I'll start when the Jelly/Jak story starts, but then how would I explain the length of time when Tipp didn't come here. And Jelly mentions Porin in the story, but when was the last time Smeltmuch came here? Those would be the only problems with writing it as a story.))

{notes}
((TVTropes))
((Sorry, I just didn't remember. Did Jak do it while Corruptio was beating the defecation out of you?))
((Suppose some unimportant people could be excluded? Of course, doing that would make for a possibly too short story.))
{/notes}

((I don't quite remember. I think Corruptio disabled it himself. And Dragon maybe we could work together on it? I can help out with the unexplained parts, think of ways to fill them in with stories.))

<Jelly>

Jelly didn't turn around or break from her writing. Anything that wasn't Nightmare the wisp in the suit could handle. She was wearing the seal, after all. "For a long time we didn't know what to do, we were just wanderers in the huge land of Minecraftia, meeting new friends and allies..."


((Pageclaim for emotional writings and amazing roleplays!))

((I'm working on it. Trust me, I'm a published author ^.^ (not to brag or anything.) But a TVT page would be fun. I've often thought about that myself.))
<Afkar>
Afkar silently floated down and crept behind Steve V. Stone. He read Jel's diary, and his eyes faded in sadness.

{notes}
((It would be in every RP-er's dreams to see their avatar in a character sheet...))
((Have you written any specific books?))
{/notes}

((Shame. That's fine I guess I was just hoping on a group project. Can't say I'm published, but I do write quite a bit. Just make sure you list us in authors! If you ever actually get it published ill list my real name. If you need any help let me know, I can imagine many things. Also a tv tropes page would be awesome.))

<Jelly>

Jelly finally looked up from her work, sensing something. She didn't know why she felt something strange. She just did. When she turned around, her eyes were wet. She hoped no tears had dripped onto her work. She looked behind Steve v. Stone...

((Heavens, of course you can help! I never meant that I didn't want you to, I just meant that I have some of it written. You pretty much already have! If you have emails, I can share it with you on Google Docs. It's a great group editing program. And yeah, I have.))
<Afkar>
Afkar's gaze quickly shifted from Jel's words when he noticed that the slime was now staring at him. "Oh, pardon me child. I couldn't help but noticed the golem. And uh, the man formerly inside..." he trailed off as he nodded toward the grave. "I mean you no harm. That is, unless you do to me." He tensed up a bit at the last part.