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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]
    Quote from Ethansitonext
    (( Alright, I've decided to dig this up and jump back into the ring.
    Name (Obvious) : Nate Yellow

    Mob (Bat, Pig, ect.) : Cat

    Appearance: Cat-like

    Bio (It doesn't have to be lengthy) : Nate Yellow grew up in a lavish house on a river with his mother and father. Nate loved riddles and puzzles. One day his father gave him a puzzle cube to play with. Nate loved it dearly. Nate's father, Barry Yellow, taught Nate to be kind and charitable. Barry would take his son an mission trips to help poor communities. One day on a mission trip, a wolf mauled Nate's father and scratched Nate across the torso. A few pigs saw this happen and ran over. The wolf scurried off into the forest. Nate's father died and Nate was left with a scar running from his right nipple to his left hip. When Nate came home with the news, his mother was devastated. She jumped into the river and drowned. Nate sold his belongings and donated his house to the community. All he had left was his puzzle cube. He has been bouncing from place to place ever since, and has a prejudice against wolves. Nate still carries on with his charitable ways, he just never helps wolves.

    Personality: Nate is a helpful guy. He's friendly to everyone except wolves, who he is wary of. Nate's mind tends to jumo

    CHEETO PUFF ))

    ((The application format has recently been updated with an abilities section that you'd probably want to add too.))

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]

    Twitch
    "I understand; for years I've been left alone, with not even a single person to talk to. And when I did see other mobs, it only caused me to loath people even more. It's almost like everyone's gone mad except for us.", the spider replied in a relatively calm manner, as he observed the nearby village celebrate some kind of event.


    "Why don't we take a trip down there, and see what all the fuss is about?", the spider asked maliciously. He could already picture a massacre in place of the small town...

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]

    Twitch
    The spider looked over the village curiously, an idea of sorts clearly formulating inside his head. He thought of burning it down. Setting it ablaze and watching as the mobs screamed before their pathetic lives were extinguished. Laughing to himself, as the villagers could do nothing but watch their homes get erased, leaving nothing behind but ash. Twitch breathed in deeply, before sighing once more. Wouldn't that be fun.


    He'd heard what Grievous had to say. Something about a flyer that he'd found. The mob then turned back to the skeleton, and spoke.


    "Say, since we haven't done much for a while now... what do you think about destroying this place?", he looked almost enthusiastic about the thought, before he realised that he'd missed out on something.


    "Wait, did you say you were startled?"

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]

    Twitch

    The spider listened to Grievous carefully, intrigued by the prospects of his offer. A partnership, huh? Even as he thought through it now though, it amazed him slightly that he was currently talking to another person. He hadn't interacted with other mobs for a very long time. Well, peacefully anyways. The last true companion he had was Sentinel, and even he abandoned him, thinking that fulfilling Nightmare's promise was but a pie in the sky. Left me alone to rot... I'll show him... I'll show them all... Pulling himself out of his small daydream, he sighed and then got back to the conversation.


    "It'd be beneficial if we cooperate, right? Together, we could do things we couldn't do alone...", Twitch was about to talk more, but realised that maybe this wasn't the best place to discuss evil plans. Smiling again, he then decided to ask a question, walking slightly more towards the village to watch the buildings and villagers.


    "If I might ask, what brought you to this village, Grievous?"


    Rust

    He now approached the group of mobs in the desert, continuing to walk forwards without truly stopping to talk to them. At this point, Rust didn't really have a desire for conversing with others, and really just wanted to get to the village as fast as possible. It reeked of suspicion, and these days suspicion was a highly useful indicator of danger. Steve's empire was alarming, and following his gut was possibly one of the main factors which had kept him alive all this time. Only glancing towards the gang to notice that they were now but two endermen and a purple... block creature, he made his way past them, adjusting his brown weathered scarf as he trudged onwards.

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]

    Twitch

    Once Grievous had lowered his weapon, the spider slowly did the same for his two raised arms. The skeleton understood his words, and Twitch could only smile in satisfaction as this was realised. However, his response only served to confuse the mob. It was at this point when he wondered, for practically the first time, just how long it had been since then. Since his master had perished. Since Steve had started conquering the lands. Since Sentinel had left him. He'd been marking the walls of the cave once everyday... but there were now so many that he couldn't even count all of them reliably. The past was admittedly a blur, and Twitch has been so fixated on Nightmare since his death that he hasn't really noticed anything unrelated to that.


    An eerie silence occurred as the two evildoers stood still, facing each other. After a while, Twitch finally spoke once more, his tone slightly more dire than before.


    "We're relics of the past, aren't we? I can't even remember anything but that; the past...", he stopped for a few seconds, before returning back to the subject at hand.


    "Ever since Nightmare died, I've been wandering around aimlessly. Murdering, destroying, stealing, torturing... anything that could possibly help in fulfilling my promise to him... I'll admit it, I'll never be as good as him. My master was so different, something unlike anything the world had ever seen before... It's such a shame that he died the way he did.", the spider had digressed slightly as he rambled on about what he'd been doing all this time. He looked to Grievous, wondering if he'd been just as lost as he was.

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]

    Twitch

    At the sight of the spider, the skeleton had reacted swiftly, clearly showing that he had already equipped himself with a sword. The creature raised his two front arms quickly in response to this, attempting to show that he meant no harm. What gave him hope was that the mob confirmed that he was indeed Grievous, and unless he was losing his memory, this meant that he had worked with Nightmare before. It felt like an eternity had passed since then, and yet, here they were. The armed figure questioned him almost rapidly, before the spider smiled in a manner which would've probably been described by the villagers as sinister.


    "My name... is Twitch.", he said after a short pause in between. It's been so long since he's talked to anyone, and from Grievous' initial reaction, he could only guess that he experienced the same things he had went through. Great minds think alike, I guess. He then continued.


    "You're really him... aren't you? You worked with my master, remember? It an eon before all of this Steve rubbish... you remember that, right?", Twitch watched the skeleton in an almost dire anticipation, hoping that this was indeed the mob he once saw such a long time ago.


    Rust

    The skeleton was now approaching the group of mobs that he'd previously observed. Looking back up again, Rust noticed that the gang had been reduced by one enderman. He sighed slightly to himself, wondering what it would be like if he could teleport, before trudging onwards through the sandy desert. He was getting closer to those mobs, but by now he honestly couldn't care if they were hostile or not. The desire to reach Teft was still present, and taking a detour wouldn't shorten his travel at all.

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]
    Quote from Greevee >>
    //Oh, so the mutant mobs. Okay.\\

    ((Yep, except less mutant-y. I did leave them with the hope of returning back to them in the future, so I guess that turned out well.))

    Twitch
    A set of eight glowing red eyes opened up simultaneously, with the spider then suddenly bolting back up onto his feet. The creature hissed in response to the surroundings, but then sighed after a few seconds. It's only my home... the cave. Everything's fine, false alarm! The large place was relatively dark, just as Twitch liked it, with only a few torches set around the area. He breathed in the smell around him, his senses confirming that this was indeed where he had been sleeping for the past few months. Ever since Sentinel left him, Twitch had been wandering around the world aimlessly, before returning back here. Where it had all started. His birthplace.

    Everything was almost as he remembered it. A few stalactites had collapsed, but overall, it always looked similar enough to give Twitch bursts of nostalgia. The spider then took a shard of rock resting on the ground, rushing over to a certain wall of the cave. An old stone throne sat in the middle, with a human-like figure sitting in its place. The dark and shadowy corpse's head was facing down at an uncomfortable angle, with its arms spread out from the armrest. The eyes of the dead thing were completely dark in nature, devoid of any life, almost like an eternal abyss. Strangely enough, it didn't seem to decay, and merely gave the appearance of an empty shell. By the side however, was a hulking body, whose flesh did indeed rot, positioned in a kneeling position next to the other corpse. It held a torch in one hand, but this did nothing to quell the unbearable stench up close. The spider didn't seem to notice it though; maybe he had grown used to it.

    Once the spider reached the two bodies, he scratched a mark onto the wall behind them with the stone, adding one more drawn line to the collection of the many others scribbled onto the cave. Another day. Sooner and sooner... With this thought in mind, he then kneeled down in front of the two corpses, seemingly expecting an audience with them, but mostly with the being which sat in front of him.

    "My lord, it's another day... and yet, I'm no closer, I-I admit, to fulfilling my promise.", he looked up to the corpse, who from this angle, seemed to only look away in apathy. The silence to the spider was deafening.

    "I hope you can forgive me for this... I-I'm such a failure... but I pledge to continue my duty until my last breath, I promise you that...", Twitch then stood up after a few more seconds, seeing that the figure was still apparently as disinterested as ever. He sighed disappointingly, before then moving away from them.

    He then went on to stir around his home, digging in spots of dirt, almost as if hoping to find something. It's here somewhere, come on, where is it!? A few minutes of desperation passed before he grew tired. Twitch considered taking a fresher breath of air first, before continuing his work. Leaving the cave, he then took a walk with no desired destination in mind, simply letting his instincts and luck guide him. Today will be a different day; I promise.

    After around thirty minutes, the spider had managed to stumble across what looked like a village close to the desert. Strangely enough, they seemed to be having a party of sorts, if not a charity function. In his current mood, Twitch was only depressed and scoffed at the villagers and mobs. Just as he was about to turn back however, he caught the sight of something which immediately caused him to open his eyes in disbelief. It might've been him losing his mind(well, more of his mind anyways), but the spider swore that he noticed a skeleton in the distance, merely watching the small town from a distance. The mob had an extra pair of arms, donned with a red cape and a cow skull. The only thing which differentiated the skeleton from his last appearance was the fact that it apparently now had two metal, almost robotic, legs. Twitch quickly hid in a nearby bush, murmuring to himself in a slightly excited tone.

    "It's him, that mob who once worked with my master! What was his name... um... Grievous?", he whispered the last word to himself in uncertainty. The spider had a grim, slightly joyful, expression on his face. He then attempted to approach him through taking the longest way possible, which was all around the village(as Twitch had no desire to interact with other mobs). Once he was close enough, he talked softly to the skeleton, just in case he was indeed losing his memory and this was someone he hadn't met before.

    "Sir... Grievous, is it?"

    Rust
    The skeletal figure marched across the sandy desert, tilting his leather cowboy hat towards the Sun in order to shield himself from the sunlight. He had been walking here for quite a while now, with what was currently driving him being a pamphlet he had recently found, pertaining to some kind of charity event at a village known as Teft. It was too suspicious for Rust's taste. Something in his non-existent gut told him that something was wrong; and he was going to find out what.


    In the distance, he managed to observe what looked like a small gang of mobs. Three endermen, a purple block, and what looked like a slime. Peculiar... They didn't appear to be dangerous... but looks could be deceiving. Rust decided that he could handle them if the need arose, and continued forwards towards them, albeit at a slightly slower and cautious pace, placing his right hand directly on top of his holster to quickly equip himself with his iron dagger if it did indeed turn out that the people ahead of him were hostile.

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    posted a message on Life as a Mob: Advent of Steve (Minecraft-Based RP) [Currently Accepting]

    ((I don't think I've ever felt this much nostalgia on the forums before. Got two applications for now:))


    Name
    Rust


    Mob
    Skeleton


    Bio
    A long time ago, before what had happened with Steve occurred, a much more evil and malevolent creature stirred in the darkness. Empowered by hatred, he was known as Corruptio for a time, before madness took him into its grasp, transforming him in power and shaping him into Nightmare. The dark lord had created four disciples to follow him: Behemoth, a huge bulking zombie; Sentinel, a deadly accurate archer; Twitch, an insane and unbelievably quick spider; and Brutal, a four-handed enderman. Together, they had worked for their master as he attempted to take the world of Minecraftia for himself. Unluckily enough for him, a group of mobs had foiled him in his plans multiple times, before his imminent death was then noticed. He took two more mobs under him, skeletons, who were possibly insane in their own right. Unfortunately, he eventually died from a strange sickness no one understood, the newest two eventually leaving him with only his subordinates.


    Before he had died however, he had stored his powers in a strange red ruby, which was then given to his disciples, with his last wish being to create chaos without him, using the gem's power. The gang had taken the body and the crystal, but after a few days, some things became clear. Without Nightmare, not only were things falling apart due to no one leading them, but without his nearby essence, they were being affected as well. And it made sense, as after all, they were created by him. Behemoth rotted away, his body stored with his master's corpse. Brutal, no longer feeling any obligation to stay with them any longer, left and parted ways with the remaining two. The enderman was not truly synthetic, and was actually resurrected, so it made sense that he would have a fair sense of free will once his master died. Sentinel and Twitch attempted to find a new mob to lead them, but eventually Sentinel grew tired and decided that he wanted more out of life than this. He was beginning to get flashbacks of a past life, that he still doesn't fully understand, and wished to pursue this instead. His spider partner on the other hand, had destabilised even further without Nightmare, and grew more insane, throwing a temper tantrum at Sentinel's decision to leave. That was really the last he'd seen of his partner, as he went on his own path, like Brutal.


    He now wanders the Overworld under the name of Rust, seeking for a purpose to his life and to understand his past one. Steve's conquest has alarmed him, and feeling a sense of injustice prevalent, he now attempts to be a vigilante of sorts, using his archery and combat skills to try and push back against the darkness, which is ironically the opposite of what he used to do in the past.


    Appearance
    In the past, the skeleton had been much larger than a normal one, and even had a huge bow directly attached to his arm which he could use to launch multiple arrows at a time with extreme ease. He might've even had the power of fire at the time, if he'd remembered correctly after all this time.


    Now however, he's a fairly normally sized skeleton. However, Rust is still fast and skilled in combat, which came from his past days working under Nightmare. He still uses his bow, albeit it now being held in his hand rather than attached to it. He wears a dark brown cowboy hat, with leather gloves, holsters, and boots of the same colour. Other than his bow, he keeps two iron daggers with him at nearly all times.


    Personality
    As Sentinel, he was once an extremely loyal soldier of Nightmare's army. Now however, he's a much calmer and friendlier skeleton. Rust is often willing to help people and make acquaintances, being more sociable than in the past. He makes a few jokes now and then too, and is more enthusiastic about everything in life than he had once been.


    Abilities

    He has deadly accuracy when using his bow, and is relatively well skilled in utilising his two iron daggers. Other than that, his agility and quick thinking have been growing in strength ever since Nightmare had died.


    Other
    Cheeto puff.




    ((First part of Twitch's biography is similar to Sentinel's, due to having similar origins.))


    Name
    Twitch


    Mob
    Spider


    Bio
    A long time ago, before what had happened with Steve occurred, a much more evil and malevolent creature stirred in the darkness. Empowered by hatred, he was known as Corruptio for a time, before madness took him into its grasp, transforming him in power and shaping him into Nightmare. The dark lord had created four disciples to follow him: Behemoth, a huge bulking zombie; Sentinel, a deadly accurate archer; Twitch, an insane and unbelievably quick spider; and Brutal, a four-handed enderman. Together, they had worked for their master as he attempted to take the world of Minecraftia for himself. Unluckily enough for him, a group of mobs had foiled him in his plans multiple times, before his imminent death was then noticed. He took two more mobs under him, skeletons, who were possibly insane in their own right. Unfortunately, he eventually died from a strange sickness no one understood, the newest two eventually leaving him with only his subordinates.


    Before he had died however, he had stored his powers in a strange red ruby, which was then given to his disciples, with his last wish being to create chaos without him, using the gem's power. The gang had taken the body and the crystal, but after a few days, some things became clear. Without Nightmare, not only were things falling apart due to no one leading them, but without his nearby essence, they were being affected as well. And it made sense, as after all, they were created by him. Behemoth rotted away, his body stored with his master's corpse. Brutal, no longer feeling any obligation to stay with them any longer, left and parted ways with the remaining two. The enderman was not truly synthetic, and was actually resurrected, so it made sense that he would have a fair sense of free will once his master died. Sentinel and Twitch attempted to find a new mob to lead them, but eventually Sentinel grew tired and decided that he wanted more out of life than this. He was beginning to get flashbacks of a past life, that he still doesn't fully understand, and wished to pursue this instead. His spider partner on the other hand, had destabilised even further without Nightmare, and grew more insane, throwing a temper tantrum at Sentinel's decision to leave. That was really the last he'd seen of his partner, as Twitch then went on with his chosen life, still not willing to give up on fulfilling Nightmare's last wishes.


    The spider has been examining the world ever since, attempting to find news ways to bring about chaos, including things such as creating minions just as Nightmare had, utilising the gem for himself, using the same dark magic Nightmare did, or even resurrecting his master himself. He's had a fair amount of success, but Nightmare seemed to remain dead no matter how hard he tried. He's also still looking for a new partner, one that could potentially aid him in fulfilling Nightmare's wishes. Twitch has watched how this 'Steve' has created an empire for himself, and he only scoffs at how hard the human was trying. Soon, he would overthrow the king... and install a nightmare in his place.


    Appearance
    Twitch is a red and black stripped spider, who uses his physique to be nimble, fast, and stealthy at nearly all times. His eyes glow a menacing red that would scare even normal spiders.


    Personality
    A highly vengeful and malevolent mob, Twitch only seeks to inflict pain and death. He is generally rarely happy, and prefers to focus more on his current objectives of unleashing chaos onto the world and killing other mobs, due to just how demented he is.


    Abilities

    Twitch is capable of creating webs and even poison, like cave spiders can. In the past, he had the ability to utilise fire, much like Sentinel, but that power went with Nightmare. His insanity and capability of sensing nearby fear have stayed with him though, and both have possibly even been amplified. The spider also largely relies on being nimble and stealthy in order to catch his foes off guard. Other than that, one might say he's particularly a good liar.


    Other
    Cheeto puff.

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    posted a message on EvolutionTrue [Cell] [Abstract RP] [OOC/IC] [Postponed Indefinitely][Not Accepting]

    ((Hopefully you'll get some well deserved rest Sola, it was really fun to be in the RP. I think I speak for all of us when I say, thanks for all the hard work and effort you put into this. Also, if you need any help, feel free to message me.))

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    posted a message on EvolutionTrue [Cell] [Abstract RP] [OOC/IC] [Postponed Indefinitely][Not Accepting]

    The initial Starlite had just recently finished improving their vent home, and was just about to go off and tell its friends about this achievement, before noticing that a new and slightly larger four headed creature was now situated in the shelter. It wasn't too long ago that something like this happened, so it honestly didn't know whether or not it should've been surprised; although it must've admitted that it was certainly impressed, if not astonished. Only being startled for a while though, it then told the only other remaining member in the shelter that it had completed some work. The quad-hydra Starlite(who was still technically the appointed leader) was most certainly pleased to know this, yet it was seemingly occupied with other things.


    The combination had gave it a slight twinge, a sliver, of the taste of intelligence. Like before it wanted more, but at this point, it was clear that there were other things that needed to be addressed first, and with its head(or perhaps heads) now being slightly clearer, it continued to take charge. First off, it decided to research duplication, in hopes of producing friends more efficiently in the future. After this, the pair then decided to hold a small celebration of sorts, and both the first Starlite and the larger one danced. There was a strange tradition of sorts in the making, in that they seemed to rejoice over the new merges which created more complex versions of the variation that came before it. After all, it was arguably something the colony should always be proud of.


    Meanwhile, the slightly transparent explorer Starlite was overjoyed at the discovery of this new food. This encouraged it to collect the two new foods it had found to and bring them back to the shelter. Hopefully, its siblings would be just as excited as he was when he returned.

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    posted a message on EvolutionTrue [Cell] [Abstract RP] [OOC/IC] [Postponed Indefinitely][Not Accepting]

    ((Good to see you back; hope you enjoyed your trip.))


    The now slightly transparent Starlite could only look out further into the colder sections of the pond. It did look like it would soon be able to explore more though, as the water seemed to be slowly heating up. For now, it looked and peered around areas where it was warm enough, and once again found some berries and orange plants. Seeing as the last plant was just so sweet and delicious, it decided to sample an orange plant.


    The initial and first Starlite decided to use its newfound knowledge to help mix some additional material into the habitat, to make the structure potentially stabler. With this in mind, two normal Starlites got to work on improving their shelter. Meanwhile, there were now two dual-headed Starlites, both with increased intelligence. They looked at each other and studied each other curiously, hoping to find some new knowledge. After this, upon having some sort of mutual and yet silent agreement, they both merged together to see what they would now create.

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    posted a message on EvolutionTrue [Cell] [Abstract RP] [OOC/IC] [Postponed Indefinitely][Not Accepting]

    The Starlites were very pleased when the dancing had succeeded. They now had more friends! The three creatures in the shelter quickly rejoiced over this, before heading off to their own business. The original creature, the initial one, had discovered a way of creating new foods from mixing ingredients. This served to delight and motivate it, as it then decided to research construction, in hopes of finding new knowledge to further improve the colony.


    The other two Starlites, upon hearing of the recent discovery one of their siblings had made, were inspired to also do more work. One of them went off to collect food, hopefully to find those multiple ingredients which could make better foods. The other one decided to do what one of the others had done: go off and explore. It was slightly excited about this, enthusiastic to see what it could find, before leaving the shelter.


    In the meantime, the two larger and smarter ones could only stare at each other curiously. They had a strange intent gleaming in their eyes. Both knew what they wanted: intelligence. The previous merging had made them smarter, and they now had an urging thirst for more of it. As such, they both quickly merged together, with absolutely no regrets in their mind.


    Elsewhere, the first exploring Starlite, oblivious to what was happening in the shelter, examined some purple plants. It seemed to interest it the most, and after a short while, it decided to eat a purple plant, to test out what properties it had.

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    posted a message on EvolutionTrue [Cell] [Abstract RP] [OOC/IC] [Postponed Indefinitely][Not Accepting]

    There was now a strange atmosphere around the shelter. The two STR-526179s which had returned home after collecting food could only look towards the now larger creature in confusion. The new creature couldn't explain it to them, despite its best efforts, but some sort of epiphany had occurred to it after merging. Strangely enough, it now had a larger urge to do more things and had a clarity of mind that none of their brethren had. It liked this feeling. It's intelligence made it calmer, but it also had acquired a bigger urge to improve upon this sensation. It wanted to be smarter.


    The original STR-526179, upon noticing this, had unofficially appointed the new creature as the leader of the small group, considering that it had a better knowledge of how to advance their species further than the others did. It humbly accepted the role, and seemed more driven to help order things out. STR-526179s would now be addressed as Starlites, after this small revelation of sorts. The original one went off to attempt researching a means of food processing, in hopes of perhaps finding new and interesting tidbits of beneficial knowledge. The second one, taking inspiration from this, sought to explore the areas outside of the shelter, hoping to find an insight on the environment and maybe even locate exotic new information to share with its family. The other one simply danced happily in excitement, for everything new that was happening around it. The leader followed its sibling in dancing, also ecstatic about what the future offered.

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    posted a message on EvolutionTrue [Cell] [Abstract RP] [OOC/IC] [Postponed Indefinitely][Not Accepting]

    The group of STR-526179s were now as happy as ever. They were smart, fast and could even now directly communicate with each of them. More of them meant more friends, and whilst they had an urge to pursue this dream, the initial and first STR-526179 knew that there were other things to do first. Not all their neighbours might've been as carefree as they were, and thus, they got to work.


    The original STR-526179 expanded the vent home, in preparation for possible future offspring(and also because it was getting slightly crowded in their comfy home). The second STR-526179 went out with one of its new siblings collect some food, hoping that working in pairs would double their efficiency. The remaining two new clones however, looked at each other oddly. No one was currently watching them and they were left with no real task, and upon feeling a sudden urge to do so, both of them merged together. Perhaps it was out of curiousity or the eagerness to explore the unknown, but they had honestly no idea as to what would happen.

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