Late night writing Minecraft Fictions xD Yogscast Kim is on!

For you guys who don't know who Laowu/Isaac is, he is a Malaysian Youtuber, quite popular in the Chinese circle. He plays all kinds of games, and uploads every 2 days or so. He is a funny guy, and can make even FNAF become a funny show instead of a horror one. He looks quite handsome (for me) and might be 20+. Some says that he is the Malaysian equivalent of Pewdiepie, which I guess is true (I didn't watch Pewdiepie thou). If you have any Chinese friends, recommend this guy to them. He has over 200k subs right now, and he deserves more. :)

0852 on 24 May, 2015 in Britain

Nanosounds POV

Wow.

I looked at my legs, my arms, then in the mirror. My limbs are all black. I have black bones growing on me and I have a long tail. I look like my Minecraft skin, where I have purple stains on me known as flux. It is all because of an in-game story we did at Yogscast. I got dunk in a sphere filled with the flux in the game and we decided to make the stuff stick onto me. That is another story thou.

I studied myself in the mirror. I looked like a devil from some of the games I'd played, but less horrifying. I could scare Sjin like this. The problem is my glowing eyes. They could scare anyone on the street. I can't wear contact lenses though as I have none and they won't conceal the glow. I could wear sunglasses, but not in the office. The others would grow suspicious.

I guess I was in the bathroom for very long, and when I came out, it's already 9.30. Duncan's car pulled into the drive at the same time (My car is in service, so I have to tag along with him), and I hadn't found a way to hide my features.

I pulled on a hoodie, gloves, long pants and a pair of sunglasses as I yelled for Duncan to wait on me. It's strange on me, but it'll do. I locked the door and climbed into the car, where Duncan looked at me funny. I can see his eyes glowing slightly, but it might be my imagination. Absentmindedly, I looked at him from the top of my sunglasses. Blow.

If Duncan had pulled out of the drive, he would have rammed into something in surprise. I expected him staring at me in horror, but instead he looked at me like 'you too?!' "What's wrong?" I asked, trying my best to act natural. "A bird pooped on your car?"

"Your eyes glow too?" He breathed. He said like he has the same glowing eyes and bones on him. But he wasn't wearing anything that conceals his body, like me. And he has no bones on him.

"What? No!" I was going to say he's going bonkers or something when he bowed his head and removed something from his eye through his glasses. One single contact lens. So he had been wearing a frame all the time. When he looked up again, one of his eyes is glowing while the other wasn't. So I wasn't seeing things.

"Both my eyes are glowing," He explained, not bothering to put the other lens back on so quickly. "I woke up yesterday like this. It almost scared the crap out of me. Luckily I have disguises,"

"Mine too," I took off my sunglasses. With both our eyes glowing, we pretty much lighted up the car. "But I have these bone thing growing on me-" I pulled off my hood. "-and black arms and legs," I took off my gloves, revealing hands with black skin.

He stared at me for a moment before he started laughing. "You looked ridiculous with your red hair against the black bones," He pointed out.

"I guess so," I replaced everything as he replaced the lens. "But if we don't get going we would be late,"

0335 on 24 May, 2015 in Malaysia

Laowu POV

I woke up coughing my lungs out. I got this cold about 2 weeks ago, and it's so bad that I have to apply for leave from my company. They actually allow me as much time off as I wanted. Wow.

Anyway, I was coughing so badly that I have to drink some water to calm down my throat. I took a peek at the clock. It's 3 o'clock, midnight. I always wake up at around the same time for various reasons. Nightmare, sweating for no reason, etcetera. Usually, I would drift off to sleep again, but not now. My mind is all clear, like I'd just had a cup of coffee.

Deciding that I couldn't sleep, I went downstairs. The streetlights wasn't lighting up my house, yet I can see about 1 meter in front of me. Items beyond that are fuzzy, but I can make out the shape.

I wandered into my computer room and snapped the computer out of sleep mode. I was editing videos until 11 yesterday, and the sickness is acting up. Now that I can't sleep, might as well finish the editing.

I sorted through the entire length of video, picking out the parts that are important or funny. My videos are not always complete, as if I did so, it would be more than 50 episodes for a series. Take Dying Light, for example. If I used the full length video, people would be bored watching me killing zombies to level up. I'll take it that you understood.

I took my time cropping and adding additional effects to my video. I even made a pretty thumbnail for it. When all is ready, I uploaded it onto YouTube. I would get a lot of comments on Facebook asking why I'd upload so early in the morning.

I proceeded to shutting down my computer. It'd been on for almost 4 hours, and I think it deserves a rest. I stared at the monitor until it is completely shut down, then I saw something in the screen.

In the screen, I have glowing white eyes and finger-like bones griping my head. I leaned back into my chair in an attempt to escape the sight and felt something grew just below my waist. I looked down and saw a black tail dangling over the side of the chair. What's more, the skin of both my arms and legs are black, and I have black bones as my external ribs.

No wonder I can see in the dark earlier. The glowing eyes illuminated the area. I slapped myself, hoping that it's a dream. It hurts, meaning it's not a dream. This defies explanation, though. And why did this happen to me, of all people?

My throat itched again, and I drank some water. I think I'll worry about my sickness first. Start by hitting the sack.

2048 on 25 May, 2015 in Tucson, Arizona

Aquarius POV

The plane finally landed. 30 minutes ago, they announced it, and it's a wonder that I can hear it from the rear. I packed all my belongings into my pack and strap it as tight as possible to myself. When the plane is still airborne, I did some test flight with my wings, since I figured that I won't be able to sneak out of the baggage compartment as easily as I'd snuck in.

I realized that I can control it just by thinking, like making your arm move. Flapping normally suspended me in midair, and flapping faster gain altitude. Leaning in whatever direction would go in that way, a bit like the Swegway. I can glide too, after a few practices and almost crashing into the walls once. The compartment is quite spacious.

I pressed my back on the wall when the plane has stopped. The mechanics controlling the door hissed and opened, revealing one single worker. Apparently he is talking to his friends. That gives me a chance. I jumped off the landing and hid under it. No shouts or screams. They hadn't seen me.

I looked around, judging my position. The airport building is to my left, and I saw people looking out of the windows. One kid saw me, and is trying to get his mum's attention. Won't be long before his mum turn and saw me. I have to act fast.

I snuck to the right, my head clear of the looming plane. Risking people seeing, I boosted myself onto the top of the plane before going for the roof. If I stayed low enough, no one would notice me except the dudes from the control tower.

"Now, where's that guy's address?" I scrolled through the notes, finding it eventually. I copied the address into Waze and it came up with directions. It's not far from the airport, if I go straight. Now I have to get there somehow. Not by taxi. I know nothing about this place, and have no local currency on me. That leaves one option: fly.

"Well, you'll never know if you don't try," Pocketing my phone, I unfurled my wings. I could glide all the way there. Just wish I won't arrive at his place with a crash landing, thou. That's one of the things I'm afraid when airborne.

Approximately 10 minutes later

I landed on the roof of one of the houses quite loudly. Hope that the owner is either not at home or he is too ignorant to check. I then did another glide and landed just in the middle of the road. Luckily no one is passing at that particular time or they'd be in for a surprise or terror.

"Number 15," I muttered. The house I landed on is number 6. Deadlox's house shouldn't be far. I ran at the right direction, careful not to make any sound. Again, it's doable as I have sneakers on and I'm used to sneaking up on my friends.

Deadlox's house is no different from the other house, except his curtains are drawn. I can still see the light coming through, meaning he wasn't asleep. I went up to the door and is about to knock when I heard another voice. It's Skydoesminecraft, all right. What is he doing here?

I pressed my ears to the door. They sounded like they're discussing something. They kept their voice low, so I could only make out bits and pieces of it like 'hide forever', 'face the truth', and 'not a boy'. I got tired of listening to them after a while, so I pressed the doorbell.

"Hide, Ty," Sky said. I heard someone picking up something and someone moving around. "I'll see who it is,"

As soon as the door opened, I stepped inside. Sky gasped before closing the door quickly. "Ty!" He called. "I told you it's a she, not he!"

Deadlox appeared on the stairs. He seemed shock to see me, and then he relaxed. Probably because I'm a girl. "You are the person that contacted me on Skype?"

I nodded. "Yeah, but your username just popped into my mind, so you needn't mind it going all over the net,"

"Your Skype profile stated that you're from Malaysia," He sat down on the couch. "Is that true?"

"It is," I confirmed. "Why is Sky here, thou? He has the same problem too?"

Sky sat down and took off his sunglasses, which I didn't notice him wearing. His eyes glowed, and the first thing I remembered to say was "Skybrine,"

"What's that?" Sky is confused by that term. Apparently he hadn't been googling fan arts and whatnot.

"Skybrine is one of the creations of the viewers," Deadlox explained as I took out my phone. "It's merging you with Herobrine,"

"Like this one," I showed him one of the fan arts I saved in my phone. In this picture, WitherMU splashed Skybrine with a bucket of water, and he's grinning while the latter looks like he's going to kill the former.

Deadlox jumped slightly, and Sky's eyes looked like it would pop out of its sockets. Something told me that it's about the one with the bucket, but I decided not to ask. I didn't have to ask, anyway. They decided to tell me.

"Aquarius, is it?" Deadlox said. "You mentioned that there are more people with problems like the three of us. It's true,"

He led me and Sky into what looks like his office. His computer is turned on and is at Skype. One of his recent calls is MinecraftUniverse/Jason, I guess? (The profile picture is Jason himself with another person, though I'm not sure.) Deadlox pointed at Jason's name and looked at me. "Him, too," He said. "He's WitherMU now,"