Author's Note: A notice from BlessedMC: I am notdead, and due to a lack of computer access, all of my stories are on hiatus, and also because of events that I learned of six minutes ago, Aquatic Evils is cancelled until I can edit the plot sufficiently to confirm to the event, then it shall join the others on hiatus mode. The event is that Adam and Dawn broke up and it made me real sadded and screwed up my plot because I want this to be somewhat realistic. D:
She had ebony-black hair that was always a bit out of place. She always ran a hand through it, yanking out the knots and such, when she was nervous or awkward or bored or pretty much anything. She also wore glasses, black-rimmed rectangular ones like Nilesy's own. She also wore a fancy-yet-casual T-shirt, with a green striped tie, like Nilesy. She was a bit clumsy (Nilesy assumed he was too, then) and quite friendly.
All in all, Nellsy was fairly nice, in all aspects. If that was a bit weird, liking pretty much everything of your genderbent self, Nilesy didn't know. And, frankly, he didn't care.
The poolpeople got on really well. They both acknowledged the complicated structure of pools, and how a single tiny teeny accessory could change its outlook ten times over. They understood the different temperatures of pool water, and its impact on its popularity. They understood the various pool-making materials, and both agreed that marble was probably the best. They enjoyed debating pleasantly over the role lava played in poolmaking, but they both secretly agreed whole-heartedly with the other.
Of course, Nellsy was still bedridden. And, of course, this left a lot of teasing and prodding at each other with half-sharpened words to do.
As for the memory of the Yogscast, it never left Nilesy's head. In fact, after three days of tending to her and nursing her back to health, Nilesy immediately brought up the very subject. They had been harvesting sugar cane, and with their arms full of the stuff, they went back to Best and Greatest, and Nilesy talked of the Yogscast and the portal as they walked.
"So," said Nilesy, finishing up as the poolshop came into view, "I guess you understand why I really need to get to them."
Nellsy nodded, her face really serious and stuff. "I'll help you, if that's okay. There's not much to do around here..."
Nilesy was taken aback at Nellsy's sudden eagerness to help. "Um... wow... sure! So... d'you have any idea where we should start?"
The castle was exactly the same as Rythian remembered it: cold, unforgiving and glowing a cold and unforgiving blue. He hated it. Hated it so much.
The Enderborn-mage didn't directly approach it. Not only was it idiotic but it was also dangerous. Instead, he settled for locating one of the more clueless genderbent forms.
But who would be suitable for the job?
Hmmm... it would preferably be someone who trusted him. Someone who wasn't one to question. Someone... like... Ravs?
A grin spread over Rythian's concealed face as he straightened up and backed away. Seeing as it didn't appear that the places and their locations changed in this dimension, it would be EASY to find Cabertown.
Turning, the Enderborn mage walked gleefully away from his genderbent nemesis' castle, and towards his success.
Caberville was coming along spectacularly!
Ravess looked around at the villager citizens of Caberville gleefully, straightening her mayoral coat as she strode purposefully through the desert town. She nodded curtly yet in a friendly manner as villagers passed by, their bulbous noses that so resembled her one swinging slightly, protruding out of their hoods, their yellow eyes gleaming.
Supplies were coming in from the west or east or north or south or whatever. Ravess had no fear of assassination anymore, seeing as her golem bodyguard, Jeva, was in her prime.
"Hey there," she greeted a duo of passing villagers, who worked in the hospital. The left one, clad in an olive robe, nodded, while the violet-clad one ducked her head.
"Isn't this great, Jeva?" asked Ravess, once the villagers had passed. "Just struttin' around, no assassination attempts, not a care in the world... I'm gonna put Caberville on the map!"
Jeva just blinked.
"We'll need some supplies, though, in order to build a second Curved Caber. But don't worry, I'll get some villagers on it!"
Jeva blinked again.
"I mean, this place is just so - " continued Ravess. Suddenly, though, she stopped in her tracks. She had heard the familiar slurping-like sound of a teleporting Enderman...
"Jeva!" ordered Ravess, snapping her fingers quick-smart.
The golem nodded, and immediately got into bodyguard mode, scouting out the area but never drawing too far away from the mayor.
"Where is it..." muttered Ravess, turning around on the spot.
Then a voice made her jump out of her skin.
"Hello," said Rythian Enderborn, expert mage and alchemist.
"Okay, Nells, whadda we got?" asked Nilesy enthusiastically, clapping his hands together.
Peering into the chest, Nellsy said, "Pork, beef, some chicken, tons of wood, couple of torches, some stone, two swords, three pickaxes, an axe, and five portable pools."
Nilesy nodded, adjusting his glasses as he did so. "Perfect! That's all we need, right?"
In response, Nellsy tossed him one of the stone swords, grinning.
"Let's do this," she affirmed.
Raising his sword into the air dramatically, Nilesy said happily, "Yogscast, here we come!"
Looking at each other and beaming, the poolpeople turned and, striding out of the door, set off for adventure. The sun rose and fell many times, but they sustained few injuries. They decided to travel on a consistent northern passage, the direction the portal was facing. As they travelled, unbeknownst to them both, they got ever closer to the Yogscast, but were always just a bit too far behind.
Now, we will go back in time and see our old friends, the spaceman and the dwarf, and what shenanigans they're up to.
