Apocalyptic Tales
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Just Ranboo vibing on a rooftop.
Also, the apocalypse miiiight be happening in the background, but it's fine.
***Now with a sequel!***
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- Part 1 of Apocalyptic Tales
- Part 1 of All Things in Their Season
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“You look like an old grandma,” Tommy announces disdainfully.
Ranboo arches an eyebrow. “Do you not want a hat to keep your ears warm? There’s, like, a foot of snow on the ground, and I don’t have winter clothes for you.”
“Well, yeah,” Tommy plops down on the couch. “But a rocking chair? Really?” He props his feet up on the coffee table.
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Tommy is stressed, Ranboo is vibing, Tubbo is asleep. Weirdly, there aren’t a lot of zombies about. Wonder what’s up with that.
Sequel to November.
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- Part 2 of Apocalyptic Tales
- Part 2 of All Things in Their Season
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Ranboo tunes into his surroundings on a stretch of road that’s completely unfamiliar. There’s a row of dilapidated suburban houses on either side of the street, half-drowned in snow from the blizzard a few days ago. It’s maybe midday, the only sign of life is the string of footprints trailing behind him, and there’s a zombie stumbling towards him.
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Ranboo is still getting used to having company. Now, it’s his turn to be lectured.
Sequel to December.
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- Part 3 of Apocalyptic Tales
- Part 3 of All Things in Their Season
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“Hey, Ranboo,” Tommy says. “Got a minute?”
“Hm?” Ranboo props himself up on an elbow.
It’s early morning, light barely peeking through the windows. It’s kind of impressive that Tommy’s awake. He’s hovering in the doorway, looking uncomfortable.
“What’s up?” Ranboo asks.
Tommy shoots a glance at Tubbo, still passed out on the couch. “Not here,” he clarifies, and Ranboo gets the hint.
“Breakfast on the roof?” he suggests, and Tommy relaxes a fraction.
“Yeah,” he mutters.
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Time passes. Life goes on. Spring comes again. Friendship is everything.
Sequel to January.
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- Part 4 of All Things in Their Season
- Part 4 of Apocalyptic Tales
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Where had it gone? Why hadn't it attacked him? Was it going to get its friends or something? Did zombies even have friends?
Shuffling footsteps ended Techno's brief moment of reflection. He stiffened, alert and painfully aware that he was still utterly helpless.
A familiar half rotting face loomed out of the shadows. It was the same zombie again, but it seemed to have something under its arm. The creature fumbled for a moment before dumping whatever it had on the ground before him. Despite himself, Techno leaned forward to see.
A first aid kit?
"Heh?"
The zombie blinked slowly, its mouth working for a moment. "Eh?" it managed.
In which Technoblade discovers that some zombies are more human than others.
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Families grieve, and the dying waste away, but the distance between them is not as vast as it might appear.
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- Part 5 of Apocalyptic Tales
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Strange Things Happen (For No Reason) by UnintendedMango for xinconnexion
Fandoms: Dream SMP
09 Sep 2023
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He kept expecting to find bodies, which was stupid because the Endermen—or whatever used to live here—had clearly died out thousands of years ago, so any organic remains should be long gone. That didn’t stop Tubbo’s stupid brain from imagining shapes under the ice, turning harmless shadows into monstrous abominations in the edges of his vision.
“It’s for Tommy,” he told himself firmly, wrapping his scarf tighter to protect his nose and ears from the merciless wind.
Tommy, the hollow buildings echoed back to him. Tommy. Tommy.
Tubbo got the sinking feeling he would never see his best friend again.
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Desperate to find some way to reunite with his best friend, Tubbo makes a dangerous journey to the abandoned cities of the mythical Endermen in hopes of finding an ancient artifact. Needless to say, he gets more than he bargained for.
***Rating for darker themes; I don't do cursing or graphic content.
***This story is completed, despite what the chapter count says. Those are for extra world building elements I'm tacking on the end of the story.Series
- Part 6 of Apocalyptic Tales
- Part 1 of All Other Ground (Is Sinking Sand)
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A car appeared from over a hill. Minivan. One of those pale blue ones. It pulled up beside him. He got nervous for a minute, but it wasn’t the kidnappers. It was some concerned looking lady. Ah, he was probably a sight to see, bruised and barefoot and still soaking wet. She rolled down the window closest to him. “You all right, sweetie?” she asked in a caring mom voice. “Do you need help?”
Oh. That was nice. “Um, thank you, yes, I need to get home, please.” And then, by way of clarification, he added, “I, uh, died. I think?”
The smile melted off her face. “What, you’re one of those dead things? Ew, no! Get out of here, graven!” she snarled, waving her hands as if to banish him. She didn’t even bother to roll up the window, just hit the gas and sped away into the trees, and he was left there, wondering in bewilderment what a graven was.
Or: instead of his long-awaited camping trip, Technoblade finds himself driving halfway across the US to bring some poor kid home. The kid's a little odd; he doesn’t seem to grasp simple things about how the world works. Techno wants to ask if the kid was born yesterday or something, but he’s starting to wonder if that might actually be the case.
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- Part 7 of Apocalyptic Tales
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Ranboo opened his eyes. There was a man leaning over him, hands pressed to where the wound had been. There was still a lot of blood, and his robes were torn, but the stab wound was gone, not even a scar left behind.
The man’s hands were still glowing faintly. Ranboo looked up into red eyes framed by long pink hair, and he knew at once he was in the presence of a being far more powerful than himself.
Ranboo had never paid homage to anyone before, but he’d seen it done often enough towards himself. He knew the etiquette of showing fealty to higher beings. He forced himself up awkwardly, shoving his knees under himself before pressing his face to the ground.
“Wha—heh?” said the god, for what else could he possibly be? “Nah nah nah, none of that, kid.”
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One day, a man came with a sword and a vendetta, and the man with healing hands followed swiftly after, both of them together changing his world for good.
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- Part 8 of Apocalyptic Tales
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The hévortish turned to Tubbo and began speaking again. Ranboo caught a gesture that seemed directed at his bedroll for some reason? Tubbo waved a hand dismissively.
What was happening? The beginning of a theory was forming in the back of Ranboo’s mind, and he didn’t like it all that much. He clutched his book nervously and looked back and forth between the two aliens that seemed more and more like they were discussing his fate.
Tubbo noticed his distress and took his hand, smiling warmly. “Élay, Ranboo,” he said, and Ranboo had no idea what that meant, but he didn’t miss the friendly tone. “Élay do.”
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In which Tubbo wants to fly spaceships and not talk about hard things, Ranboo’s just grateful to have friends (even if they’re aliens and he can’t understand them), and Tommy is Going Through It.
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- Part 9 of Apocalyptic Tales