The air in his helmet tastes like salt and grief as the moon sinks into the surface of the server. He just drifts and watches a golden spiderweb begin to creep onto the earth, cracks growing wider and showing flashes of orange mantle. Tango doesn’t know the exact moment it does either, because nothing makes a sound in space, and there isn’t even air for the impact to travel to him. So Tango cannot turn away when his world ends. The skyline in the back of Bdubs’ transmission looked red on the low-quality screens of the spacecraft. The intense pressure from the moon would have crushed their bodies as the ground rushed to embrace the surface of its neighbor. Logically the atmosphere would have dissipated as soon as such a large object broke its surface, dissolving into nothingness. He couldn’t even turn around to spare his family some dignity as they burned in the shockwaves of the moon. Because really, what was the point in floating immobile in space when all your friends were dead because you failed to save them. The suit was insulating and sustainable and perfect and at this point Tango wished he hadn’t made it as well. Even if he did end up dying, he would respawn in the place where world spawn used to be, no matter if that was in the middle of space. There were no phantoms in space (hopefully, at least,) and no other mobs that would be able to hurt him. It was an infinite food source too, because the algae could be pressed into rather disgusting but edible nutrition bars. Tango had infinite oxygen, as provided by the self-perpetuating algae synthesizer fueled by bone meal and LEDs. Tango knew this as fact because unfortunately getting caught in two explosions and eating redstone on a dare didn’t end up turning him stupid. In fact it usually got you far enough that you were stranded in space. Tango didn’t see what there was to admire. “ I would have never thought of a pickle clock.” Impulse and Zedaph rushed in at his scream, only for them to start giggling as soon as they realized he wasn’t injured. He did notice, however, when the smoking turned to fire and scorched off the ends of his hair. Little did he know that he had gotten enough redstone dust in the furnace that it had turned into a smoking mess in the bottom. Tango had spent the past 5 hours trying to configure a new device that used kelp and sea pickles as an infinite clock timer, chiming once a stack in a relatively useless measure of time. You aren’t afraid to try new things,” Impulse had said to him one night. Once Impulse would have laughed at that, mentioning the antics Tango had gotten himself into by the power of his own curiosity. The remains of his spaceship were still on the moon’s surface, Holsten and Adequate gone in a more merciful way than his servermates surely were, but now Tango was left to his own devices. No motion he could make to change his course. He had no choice but to watch the moon’s progress in its mission. As soon as Tango had regained his bearings from the second explosion he found himself facing the very thing he had come to destroy. It had been growing steadily smaller as it drifted away from him, something that was as terrifying as it was relieving. Tango cannot turn away when the moon crashes into the server. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 79405 Chapters: 19/? Comments: 272 Kudos: 369 Bookmarks: 53 Hits: 8556 I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH THAT TANGO GOES THROUGH THE MULTIVERSE!!!.third life and last life are canon here.there are many more people in this fic other than Tango Doc and Ren.only tagging main characters here because i dont ant to clog people's filters.half an excuse to explore minecraft universe mechanics.The result is one of the most entertaining and original memes of the summer. The game, clever enough as it is, hit a new level of absurdity when users began posting videos of their attempts set to the song, mistakes and all. Such is the case in the recent Creeper, Aw Man Discord Game, in which a Discord server must say the lyrics to CaptainSparklez' iconic "Revenge", a Minecraft Song Parody set to Usher's "DJ Got Us Fallin' In Love Again" from 2011, line by line, and if there are any mistakes, the game must start over. Occasionally, a group of internet denizens will come together for a common purpose that is doomed for hilarious but somehow hypnotic failure (think Twitch Plays Pokemon).
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