8 Works by endbuster (voidbread)
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Plato in the Sunflowers by endbuster (voidbread)
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
03 Mar 2026
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A field of sunflowers enclosed by deepslate walls. The porch of Trader Scar's juts out from SR, old wounds patched with fresh planks. The curtains are open, but the stage lights are off. The house lights cast the set in harsh shadow. The AUDIENCE sits in the house, eyes fixed ahead.
SECRET KEEPER: Good evening, dear audience members. Welcome to tonight's performance of Secret Life: A One-Man Show. We kindly ask that you turn your mobile devices off so you may give our player your fullest attention.
SECRET KEEPER: As a final reminder, there will be no audience participation during this performance. Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
All the world's a stage, and Scar merely a player.
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- Part 8 of end's (former) anon fics
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"Nothing, nothing." Scar patted Mumbo's cheek condescendingly. "You can go back to sleep now."
"Come on, what is it?" Mumbo sat up, trying to rub the drowsiness from his eyes.
In lieu of an answer, Scar reached into Mumbo's hair. Mumbo felt a sharp pinch, and then Scar's hand retreated. Grasped between his index finger and thumb was a single gray hair.
Mumbo's going gray. For real, this time. He feels no particular way about this whatsoever, where did you get that totally inaccurate impression from?
(Written for Day 7 of Redscape Week 2025: Aging!)
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- Part 7 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 6 of redscape week 2025!
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The Mumbo-shaped blob in his arms chuckled and stepped back, solidifying into a Mumbo-shaped Mumbo. Mumbo bent down and scooped his bundles up. One of Cub's fireworks shot into the sky, its hiss-boom marking the hour even if it was too bright to see it. He glanced down at his wristwatch. "Scar, are you actually early for a date?"
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean!"
Mumbo and Scar spend the afternoon together. The shopping district may be dissolving into anarchy around them, but it's fine. It's Scar's (unofficial) (unapproved) day off, and neither he nor Mumbo is involved in the chaos whatsoever.
(Written for Day 3 of Redscape Week 2025: Date/Coffee/Pranks!)
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- Part 6 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 3 of redscape week 2025!
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"That's the Goose. Those three stars are the head, the trapezoid underneath is the body, and that one really bright star underneath is the leg." Mumbo drew the shapes across the sky as he spoke, connecting each part in turn. Scar had to tilt his head to get the right angle, but it did look like a goose. Kind of.
"And this is a real constellation?"
"Oh, absolutely, one hundred percent. Here, I'll show you another one—"
Scar and Mumbo both can't sleep. They find some comfort in watching the stars and even (gasp!) talking about what's bothering them.
(Written for Day 5 of Redscape Week: Stargazing!)
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- Part 5 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 5 of redscape week 2025!
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Mumbo's response is scrawled below. I WILL STAY HERE.
Scar thought about how to reply to that for a long time. Ignoring everyone's concern about your rapid aging is one thing. Putting your brain into a computer (or into a chicken in the computer? He isn't clear on that part) is one thing. But when it's time for the server to shut down, everyone needs to leave. Mumbo should know this.
And yet he remains in his machine.
As the curtain closes on Season 10, Scar tries to convince Mumbo to leave the server with them.
(Written for Day 4 of Redscape Week 2025: Argument!)
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- Part 4 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 4 of redscape week 2025!
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Elves were said to possess an ethereal beauty. Mumbo had seen players dressed as them at banquets he had been forced to attend, wigs tied back in complex braids, fake ears coming to a fine point, an otherworldly dusting of glitter on their cheeks. The elves in these plays were always eloquently spoken, as wise as their many years would suggest. They breathed magic; they cared not for humans. They were cold and unwelcoming to trespassers.
None of these were ways he would describe Scar.
Over the past year, Mumbo, a human engineer fleeing a dull life in the castle, and Scar, an eccentric elf living alone in the woods, have formed a close friendship. Mumbo admires Scar, with no real hopes of anything being reciprocated. He is utterly incorrect about that.
(Written for Day 2 of Redscape Week 2025: Confession/Admiration/Flowers/Fantasy AU! Yes, I did all 4.)
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- Part 3 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 2 of redscape week 2025!
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"Hm?" Scar looked at the stands, then widened his eyes. "Oh. Uh—tour's on a tight schedule, so we gotta keep it moving! There will be time for questions at the end!" His voice pitched upward with obvious panic.
Now he had Mumbo's curiosity piqued. Mumbo took a few steps closer to the bench and stopped in his tracks. The other figure was smaller than him, and its face was… It looked like…
"Scar, why have you built me and our future child?" he blurted out.
Mumbo gets a personal tour of the completed Scarfari Zoo. He's not expecting a certain armor stand display.
(Written for Day 1 of Redscape Week 2025: Zoo!)
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- Part 2 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 1 of redscape week 2025!
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“Mumbo and Skizz and I are all holed up in one of the little caves down in the cliff, and I can’t get a wink of sleep. It’s awful. Please?”
“Unless I’m getting that lovely diamond armor, that’s a no,” Scar said, flashing Grian a grin. “Besides, your cave’s gotta be way better than up here. Sleeping under the cherry blossoms is nice until you wake up with petals in your mouth.”
Grian snorted at that, the first normal reaction Scar had gotten out of him, but his expression remained strained. His gaze dropped to his lap with a sigh, his face fully hidden from Scar.
“Look, I didn’t want to say it, but it’s— I can't help it. Stupid avian instinct thing.”
Grian claims his instincts are forcing him to sleep in Scar's bed at night. Scar buys it until he doesn't.
Series
- Part 1 of end's (former) anon fics