Martyn: We'll-we'll get a good shot of this as well. Ren: I wish--I wish I could remember the words. (in the Red King's voice) Ah, me laddy. Martyn: Yep. Yeah yeah yeah. Ren: (in the Red King's voice) The Black Isles remember this night forever. Martyn: (in the Hand's voice) Alright me Lord. I'm gonna do it! Gah! (Martyn starts laughing) (in his normal voice) And then what was the big thing with the echo? Was it, (imitating Ren's Red King) "Red Winter is come, me Laddy!" Ren: (in the Red King's voice) Red Winter has come, me Laddy! (Martyn laughs) Scar: (maybe?) Here I come, Ren? (He mimes shooting Ren with a bow) Martyn: Doooh--no, we don't do the full ending! Scar: Not the King---! Martyn: Nooooo. (Scar mimes shooting him, and Martyn tries to defend with his axe, before falling back into his chair) Ren: Full ending replay! Scar: The timing! Ren: Perfection!
Sausage: --yeah, I'm getting better at the magics. Ren: (softly, under Sausage) That's better. (clearer) Ah, look how-- Sausage: Oh you see my-my postage stamps? Ren: --the stamps are so cool. They're so cool. Sausage: Look at that, I'm stamp collecting. Yeah, Martyn-Martyn's a genius. Ren: Nah, there's--works of art, really. So good. Sausage: Yes, ugh. Ren: But yes-- Sausage: I was-I was making fun of Martyn the other day, because of, uh, because during the Hermitcraft charity stream-- Ren: Yeah? Sausage: --you asked him a specific question. And--he totally misinterpreted that question, and he did it. On actually, um, without even realizing it because he didn't even notice what you were talking about. Ren: (fondly) Oh, he's so-he's so cute. His cute little face. Sausage: Yeah. You mentioned-you just mentioned, you know, what's your favorite, you know, bit of tree bark, and-and the man actually said the word "birch." (Ren laughs, and Sausage joins in) Ren: Birch indeed.
hello evie juicebox tumblr user qwevy slash twt user qwevvy... could i perhaps request some evil forestfire smallwood, joel and martyn :o
now i WONDER who sent in this request
"Do you love me?"
A king looks to his hand, "What?"
"I said do you love me."
"..."
"..."
"Of cour-"
"Sometimes it feels like you don't." His hand says. "Sometimes it feels like you use me. I'm only here to be useful."
The King takes a long moment to think about this, "I... I assure you, I meant no offense. I care for you like any of my soldiers."
His hand is not comforted by this.
His hand does not want to be cared for like any of the King's soldiers. Not at all.
His hand wants to be loved.
But the kingdom is at war in the desert.
And love is for the peaceful.
Ren: Where's the tickler? (laughs) Thar it be. (in a pirate voice, or the same voice he used as the Red King) Thar, thar it be, let-let me go tickle some sand. You know...when I was a wee lad in the Black Isles...me and the Hand, we used to, we used to do a fair bit of ticklin', we did. Ticklin' of all kinds. Not just of the sand variety, oh no. Ye can speak to a fair fine-fair number of lasses in the Black Isles. They'll tell you all about the Hand and I's ticklin' days. Oh, they were glorious, they were.
ok FOR NOW i'm done (it's like β of the full art)
Martyn: --Right? So, this is a lo--(faux offended) what are you pointing at--why he's pointing at me?! What are you pointing at me for, bro? You point at yourself! Point at yourself! (normal tone) This guy. I'm stuck next to this guy all weekend, can you believe it? Can you believe it? (almost smug) We had-we had breakfast this morning. We had breakfast. He was like, (imitating Ren) "dude. I've been wanting to go to breakfast with you, like, forever." (normal tone) Had pancakes, syrup. Spot on.
they are my everything
Idk how to word this properly but Ren being way more affectionate to Martyn after the beheading (don't remember if that particular event has a name)
He doesn't want Martyn to think of his head on the ground when he thinks of him. He doesn't want to think of Martyn's hands shaking as he held the axe when he thinks of him.
So he's taking every chance they're not being watched to take his hand, to steal a kiss, to play with his hair.
You can see it when they're not alone too. In Ren standing just a little closer than is normal to his Hand. In the way his tail betrays his true feelings. In the way they look at each other, like they desperately want to be alone right now.
AHFUSIDISKFISNCUSNCIWH??? CRYING???
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Martyn: Well, what were they saying-- (playback from False and Ren stream) Ren: There's-there's Martyn working away over there, and, um-- Martyn: Here we go-- Ren: We've got like, a TV over here with all of the everything--oh--check this out, right-- False: I think I saw it on Cleo's, uh, POV-- Ren: Oh they did. This is what Martyn's doing. He's an absolute maniac. False: What is he-- Ren: He was just here at HQ. And now he's straight back into doing, like, art stuff. False: What is th--this isn't allowed, this isn't Hermitcraft, what's happenin'. Ren: He's working on stamps for Misadventures, I think is what he's doing. And uh--(False laughs) He's like, he's such a ridiculously talented person. Like, he can do art (Martyn aws), he can do it all False: He can. Martyn: Cute-- False: But no one tell him that, but he can. Ren: Jimmy's on Hermitcraft--Jimmy's doing some weird stuff too, he's on Hermitcraft right now-- Martyn: Cute. Cuties. Very cute.
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