《Multiskilled (Smp x male reader)》His Face... Kind Of
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/3rd Person POV/
The camera turns on, slowly coming into focus. A man sat in front of the camera. He spins in a circle, raising his arms into the air. You couldn't completely see his face though. It was obscured by a mask. Not a surgical kind of mask, one that went over your eyes.
Like you would see at a costume party. It was a mix of black and purple, and it curled around his face, obscuring any recognizable facial features.
His lips curled into a smile, revealing a light pink scar stretching from slightly above the left side of his lip to the bottom part. He leaned into the camera, which focused on his eyes.
"Hi, everybody!" He chirped, and the chat, which had been decently still, exploded. He chuckled and spun around in his chair again. "Since you guys reached the subscriber goal, I decided to do a partial face reveal. I'm not comfortable with doing a total one yet." M/n said, adjusting his mask.
He started up Minecraft and entered his world.
He spawned in and looked around. Surrounding him were different houses and buildings. One next to him was a simple gazebo, another, a little farther away, was clinging to the side of a mountain. You couldn't look one hundred blocks from where he was standing without seeing a build.
Entering one of the houses, M/n headed for a chest. Opening it, he rummaged around for while before finding what he was looking for. A pickaxe, shovel, and an ax.
"Okay, today, we're going to be building a house from scratch. House building really depends on your experience. You can build a really complicated house or a simple one. Depends on how much time you have on your hands.
Last time I asked you guys what kind of build you wanted. A lot of you asked for a victorian style house, so that's what I'm going to focus on today."
M/n exited the house and looked around, "Usually, when I build a house, I start with the framework. If you make an outline of what you want, it becomes a lot easier. So first, I need to look for some cobblestone for the outside..." He trailed off, looking for the said block.
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When he spotted some, he started chipping away at it until he got the amount he needed. "Okay, so, I'm going to be using the cobblestone as markers", he said, talking as he simultaneously dug out dirt in an empty area.
"I use cobblestone because if I used dirt, the dirt will eventually just turn into a grass block and disappear, and you'd lose your place."
M/n busied himself by putting cobblestone blocks into the holes he had made. Now he had a rough shape of how he wanted the house to be constructed. But his attention was brought away from the game when a donation popped up.
ShootingStar donated $3.00's
Why do you build your creations in the same area?
They aren't that far away from each other.
"Oh, ShootingStar, thank you for the donation", he chirped, chipping away at more stone, "the reason I build here specifically is pretty obvious. If you look around", he said, doing a 360 rotation, "you can see most of the biomes, minus the Nether, obviously.
The resources I need are all around me, so I don't need to travel, say 1,000 blocks to find bamboo for scaffolding. Even if I do need something, like say, dark oak from the dark forest biome, I can just cut down a tree and take saplings. Them I can bring them back and grow them. Boom. New plants"
M/n paused, thinking. "Speaking of scaffolding, I should probably get some", he said, wandering over to the area where he grew plants. There were many types of plants in that area, most of them used for decoration. Like vines, flowers, or lily pads. But right now, he was getting bamboo.
"I think I might need to kill some spiders, too. I might not have enough string", he muttered, looking down at the bamboo tubes he had collected.
And he was right, he was two strings short of what he needed.
Luckily, he was able to find a spider relatively quickly. It was wandering around a pond, M/n could hear it clicking. And, it was nighttime, so the spider would be hostile. M/n preferred to kill spiders while they were hostile anyway. It made him feel guilty whenever he had to kill a spider that wasn't attacking him. Them attacking him gave him a good reason to fight back.
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He jabbed at the spider a few times until it died, and picked up the string it dropped. It may have been dead, but the spider was still unnerving. It was almost as big as he was.
M/n walked back over to the building area and placed down a crafting table.
"The recipe for scaffolding, to those who don't know", M/n said, placing the ingredients down, "Is three pieces of bamboo from top to bottom on the right and left, and one piece of string at the very top." He placed down the last piece of string and held up the completed scaffolding.
"The way I plan these kinds of things", he said, placing down scaffolding and cobblestone, "Is I section out the first floor with the scaffolding, and place the cobblestone to separate the floors."
M/n finished crafting the stairs and put them in place. He continued to lay down cobblestone blocks until the first floor had been formed. "Oh, I forgot to ask. Chat, what should I make the walls out of, wood or bricks?" Chat replied quickly, comments flying by, but M/n was able to tell that most of them read 'brick'. "Brick? Alright, chat. We're going with a brick victorian!"
"Gotta get clay, gotta get clay, gotta get clay," M/n muttered over and over, searching for clay in the nearest lake. When he found some, he began digging into it with his shovel. Eventually, he got enough. It took F O R E V E R. M/n climbed out of the lake, cringing as his clothes stuck to him.
M/n placed the clay in different furnaces, occupying his time by building various parts of the house. Finally, when the clay was done cooking, M/n made brick blocks. He carefully placed them around the scaffolding, building up and around.
-Timeskip-
M/n placed the last block on the roof of the house and used a water bucket to get down. He looked at the house with pride, it came out pretty well.
Smiling, M/n looked at chat but he freaked out when he saw the timestamp. "Oh my god, chat, I'm so sorry! I've been keeping you here for hours."
Chat just spammed, "it's fine", or "He's more concerned about my time-wasting than I am." M/n checked the donations he had missed, thanking everyone and answering their questions. He did pause at one though...
Sapnap donated $10.00
Yo, you're great at building,
we could use someone like you on the Smp.
M/n coughed into his fist and looked away. He would go more into that later.
SkeetYeet donated $5.00
How did you get the scar on your lip?
M/n who was sipping on some water, laughed, choking. He pounded his chest, coughing and laughing at the same time. "It, it's a pretty stupid story, actually," He stuttered out. But he smiled.
"My family used to live in a house surrounded by woods, and we had a ton of maple trees. In the early Spring, we would tap trees for their sap, to make maple syrup. Well, that year, it was my turn to drill and tap the trees.
You've got to understand since there were so many trees, there were lots of leaves on the ground. I was carrying a drill and empty milk jugs for the sap, so my hands were full. So, there was a stick hiding under the leaves that I didn't see, and I tripped over it. And, I had been standing near a tree at the time, so I tried to grab it to break my fall.
Yeah... that didn't work. I only ended up pulling myself into the tree. And there was a sharp branch sticking out of the tree. The branch actually punctured my lip and ripped it open as I fell. It wasn't a thin branch, chat. This thing was wide, the mark used to be a lot bigger. I had to get. so. many. stitches... Anyway, that's how it happened."
Chat was spamming "Same", or "Clutz", both of which made M/n laugh.
"Alright, I'm gonna have to go. I hope you all have a great day. I love you! U/n, out!"
/Sapnap's POV/
I DM'd Dream a link of that U/n guy's channel. He could be really helpful on the Smp. We need a designated builder. I sent the DM.
"Dude, you've gotta check this out."
-To Be Continued-
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