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*You feel weightless, you can feel Scar and Grian around you, but you cannot see or hear them*

*You are falling, not downwards or upwards, not forwards or backwardsm and not to the side either.*

*Then Grian's presence disappears and you see a light, two beings emerging from the ground*

Mumbo: ... Grian?

*You look, one is pink, fluffy white hair and a pink gem embedded in her belly, but she isn't Grian, so you ignore her.*

*The other is surely Grian, purple colored and embedded with a gem himself but still Grian...your Grian.*

...

...

*Then a voice, no...two voices. One harsh, the other softer. You turn, two gigantic women look down, but they do not see you. One is blue and the other is yellow.*

?????: This isn't right, there was only supposed to be one.

????: They are both so small, do you think that they might have split?

?????: No, look at their cut. It's too perfect...

????: Oh, what will White say? She might shatter them if she believes them too flawed!

?????: Blue! *Sigh* We can't show doubt now, it's unbecoming.

????: Then let me take them, I'll bring them to their room and prepare them.

?????: Yes. That will work, explain to them what they'll need. I'll order some Bismuths to begin working on a new room for the... unexpected one.

*You don't really hear everything they say from there, your link to reality is weak...is it because your body does not exist yet?*

*You return to slumber*

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...

*You see Grian and the other pink one follow the tall, blue one. They refer to Grian as a her, that's weird...he looks uncomfortable, but he isn't saying anything.*

...

*The blue one speaks of pearls and of a reef and you feel an energy drawing you in... The pink one goes first, she returns with a slender but smaller woman...pink too. She calls her "her Pearl"*

...

*Then it's Grian's turn, the reef resembles a shell, in hindsight, it makes sense, inside are statues and trinkets. Grian presses a button, and suddenly, you are back into the darkness.*

*And then you feel*

*You see and hear and taste and in front of you is Grian, as he looks now at least.*

Grian: Mumbo? Are you here?

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Mumbo: What- what world did you send us to?

Grian: Oh, it's one of them.

Mumbo: ... That??? Tells me nothing???

Grian: Fine... Well, it's of the Steven Universes, I didn't expect this-

*he motions to the gem in his chest*

Grian: -exactly, though. Its fine, I can improvise.

Mumbo: Are you going to share anything about-

Grian: Wait, before anything, are chat where they are meant to?

Mumbo,: It's hard to tell, them making my choices and all, I'm going to assume they are.

Grian: ... Good, good, so do you have any other questions?

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Mumbo: Where's Scar?

Grian: Oh, he doesn't exist in this world yet, like you did until now.

Mumbo: Uh... that's really weird to think about.

Grian: Which is why I don't!

Mumbo: ... Huh uh.

Grian: Don't look at me like that, you just started existing and you are already being judgy.

Mumbo: I'm not!

Grian: Incorrect.

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Mumbo: ... Is there anything you want me to know? That I might NEED to know?

Grian: Let me think... so, huh, we are gems now. We are basically aliens that live in what is basically a matriarchal dictatorship.

*... What*

Mumbo: And you chose this universe, why?

Grian: Well, there's going to be a rebellion soon... In like, two-three thousand years or so... Don't worry about it though, gems don't age.

Mumbo: Ok... so we are immortal aliens. Anything else.

Grian: I'm a diamond, which makes me technically one of the rulers... "technically". And you're a Pearl...

Mumbo: And that means?

Grian: You are technically...supposed to serve me???

Mumbo: ... I'm not doing that.

Grian: I didn't want you to??? Just...pretend to do that in front of other gems. I really don't want you to be shattered.

*At least he seems unsure about this part too*

Mumbo: And I'm guessing by shattering, you mean they are going to kill me.

Grian: Listen, I'm going to figure something out, but it's going to take a bit. Right now, both Blue and Pink diamond are waiting for us. From what I know from the memories of other mes, Pink shouldn't really mind if you act friendly, but Blue definitely will.

Mumbo: ... Anything else?

Grian: Oh uh, when speaking to the diamonds, call them "my diamond" and do this pose.

*Grian does a weird thing with his hands, you try your best to imitate it*

Mumbo: Like this?

Grian: Eh...good enough- Oh also, all gems go by she/her, so they are going to refer to us like that. That's not exactly a problem with me, Ariana Griande and all, but you aren't so, uh... that's going to be a thing.

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Mumbo: So, I'm a servant to an alien dictatorship AND I'm also going to be misgendered?

Grian: Ok, that sounds bad...

Mumbo: Cause it is bad, mate.

Grian: ... Well, I have a plan.

Mumbo: Huh uh.

Grian: Listen, right now the diamonds only expected Pink, so we're stuck sharing a palace, but that's not going to last forever.

Mumbo: I remember hearing about that in the space I was before, something about bismuths?

Grian: They are the main builders, yes. Once we are separated from the other diamond and am given my own court-

Mumbo: -Wait what-

Grian: When that happens, I'll probably be able to get the gems to use he/him, I don't know how yet, but I'll find a way. So, as long as we keep it up for this bit, then once I'm given my own place, we'll be able to have more freedom.

Mumbo: And then join the rebellion when it eventually happens?

Grian: Exactly. So uh. That's all. For now at least. So we really should go now.

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Mumbo: Sure thing "my diamond".

Grian: Ugh, I hate that.

*He makes a face*

Mumbo: Why, my diamond?

Grian: Come on, Mumbo! It's so weird.

Mumbo: I thought you said I had to call you that.

Grian: In front of other gems! Not when- Ughh.

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Mumbo: Ok ok, fine.

Grian: Yeah. I win.

...

Mumbo: Grian.

Grian: Heh, right. Follow me then.

*You follow closely behind Grian as you pass through the halls of the structure, anxiety slowly mounting. Grian stills once he reaches a door*

Grian: They are just out here, are you ready?

Mumbo: Yeah. As much as I can be.

*Grian opens the door and you two walk out of the shell-looking building*

Grian: Blue, Pink, I have obtained my own pearl.

Blue: Hmmm. Interesting you chose to include hints of green in her design, Violet. Pearl, come closer.

Grian: Blue-

*You look at Grian with false confidence and then step forward*

Mumbo: Y-yes my diamond.

*You do with your hand the symbol Grian showed you*

Blue: Hmmm.

Pink: Oh! What's that weird thing on her face!? It's kinda funny looking! Why didn't my pearl get weird face things?

*Hey... Your mustache isn't weird! The gall of this lady*

Blue: It looks like hair? But on the face. It must be defective, unfortunate but nothing we can't replace-

Grian: NO!

*The giant woman stops, you think you hear someone gasp... probably the pink one*

Grian: I- I mean, it was my idea. I asked h-her to look like that.

Blue: ... I see. Well, come then, we have taken far too much time already. White is going to be waiting for you.

Grian: Yes, Blue.

*You gulp, and follow along*

...

*The ride there is quick and very silent. The Pink one tries very loudly to distract you though. With questions.*

Pink: Can all pearl have face hair or are you special?

Mumbo: I don't know, my diamond.

Pink: Oh oh, could you teach my pearl to do that?

Mumbo: I could try, my diamond.

*And so on until finally you arrive at your destination*

*You are there, ready, prepared to follow Grian, but you are stopped*

Blue: White will only receive Pink and Violet, you must remain here and wait until their return.

Mumbo: Yes...my diamond.

*And so you look as Grian is taken who knows where while you are forced to wait*

Voice of The Canary: Well, that sucks.

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Mumbo: Oh. Hey, Jimmy.... Wait, Jimmy?! Why are you here!? Again!?

Voice of The Canary: Wait, you can hear me? Woo! It worked!

Mumbo: *What* worked?

Voice of The Canary: Oh yeah, you know how Grian tried to destroy the world?

Mumbo: Yeah?

Voice of The Canary: Well, after that, we wanted to find a way to contact you. I don't really know how it works, but it took Tango, Doc, Impulse and Etho to build the machine and then Scott had to call in a favour from Aeor and Pearl and Joel had to call a bunch of other gods in order to get it to work.

Mumbo: Uh...so you are stuck in my mind?

Voice of The Canary: Yep. Oh, do you think Grian and you could make a body for me? I don't really want to be stuck in your head.

Mumbo: ... I'll ask.

Voice of The Canary: Good. Then I should tell you the other pearl thinks you might be defective for talking to the air. You can just think at me, you don't have to speak.

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*You shut up and start thinking to Jimmy*

-Better?-

Voice of The Canary: Yeah! So, as I was saying... what was I saying?

-... you were talking about making a body for you?-

Voice of The Canary: Right, yeah, the others said having a body in this universe will make us being here a lot easier in the long run.

-Us?-

Voice of The Canary: Oh yeah, we are going to have two others here soon, like me. Just imagine us as your guardian angels.

-I seem to remember that back in Secret Life you were an awful guardian angel, Mr. "she said sorry weird"-

Voice of The Canary: You saw that?

-I was dead, of course I saw it mate.-

Voice of The Canary: Damn.

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-Well, since you're here, what's been happening back home?-

Voice of The Canary: Oh, Lizzie was able to make a new server. It has me and Joel and Martyn and Oli and Scott and so many others. It's called Misadventures.

-And how's that going?-

Voice of The Canary: Well? Kinda. Mostly well.

-Love the confidence-

Voice of The Canary: There are a few things...First of all Pearl and Martyn aren't exactly doing well, they were a wreck after Evo ended and Grian disappeared and now he basically did the same thing again.

-And BigB?-

Voice of The Canary: I have no idea, you know how hard to read that man is.

-Fair-

Voice of The Canary: Oh! Cub told me to tell you that if something happens to Scar because of you, he's going to rain the wrath of the convex on you.

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-What about everyone else? Without X, I can't even begin to Imagine...-

Voice of The Canary: I don't know... with everything you have going on, I don't really want to, uh, add on to that.

-You know, that doesn't make me any more relaxed-

Voice of The Canary: Right, everything is a-ok.

-Very convincing-

Voice of The Canary: ... Well uh, Tango and Etho take turns with being the main admin?

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-... Are you hiding something big from me?-

Voice of The Canary: It's not really something big.

-Jimmy.-

Voice of The Canary: It's like really small, a non-issue.

-JIMMY-

Voice of The Canary: Ok, maybe not THAT small just- listen. Listen dude.

-I'm already listening, mate-

Voice of The Canary: I- oh. Well.

-...Well?-

Voice of the Canary: You remember when you guys broke through the fabric of reality?

-I do, yes-

Voice of The Canary: Right, so, some people ended up...ehm, falling through?

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-What do you mean "falling through!?"-

Voice of The Canary: Well...

-Jimmy, you have to tell me-

Voice of The Canary: When you guys did that whole "escaping from reality" thing, you left an hole on the way out.

-An hole, mate? What is that even supposed to mean?-

Voice of The Canary: Like uh- the rift! Yeah, like the rift! You remember the rift, right?

-Kinda? Big purple portal under Grian's base? I spent most of that season away.-

Voice of The Canary: Yeah, that one. So you guys left a rift behind and people uh...fell into it? And then the rift closed.

-...Hermits?-

Voice of The Canary: Not... only Hermits.

-What is that supposed to mean?-

Voice of The Canary: I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not an hermit, neither is Scott or Martyn or BigB...I wasn't the only one to come when we heard of what was happening.

-Jimmy... Jimmy. Why were you trying to hide this!?? There are people stuck who knows where and we are the only people who can find them!-

Voice of the Canary: I was going to tell you! Eventually! When it was a better time... And Doc is making a tracker.

-And then what, even if you find them, you can't exactly leave like we did, that whole thing wouldn't have happened if just anyone could do it.-

Voice of The Canary: Well uh... you're right It's just...

-I'll just tell Grian to get us out-

Voice of The Canary: No! Grian needs to feed on emotions, he can't starve himself, if he does then we'll never be able to get to them.

-So what!? Are we supposed to not search for them!?-

Voice of The Canary: Yes! At least until Doc is done with the tracker... this is why I didn't want to tell you yet.

-Do you think I would have appreciated that Jimmy!? You spoon? I really want to grab you and shake you back and forth right now.-

Voice of The Canary: ... Grian is coming back, tell him about making me and the others a body, it will make this a lot easier.

-... Fine, but this isn't over-

*You focus back onto the world around you, Grian steps out, his expression is... too hard to describe.*

Grian: Mu- Pearl.

Mumbo: My diamond.

Grian: Let's walk, follow me.

*As soon as you're out of sight you turn to him, he turns to you as well*

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Mumbo: Grian? Are you ok? What happened in there?

*He visibly shudders*

Grian: White Diamond.

Mumbo: ... So?

Grian: You don't understand...

Mumbo: Because you aren't explaining???

Grian: Just...promise me you'll never ever ever speak to her if you can avoid it.

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Mumbo: I wasn't...planning to???

Grian: Good, keep it that way.

*Suddenly, Blue Diamond emerges from the door behind you, you and Grian turn just in time to look innocent*

Blue: Violet, Pink has already gone to her room. Your room. Why have you not gone with her?

*Violet? Oh, right. Grian. That's going to be hard to get used to.*

Grian: I was actually... waiting for you, Blue. I wished to speak to you!

Blue: About?

Violet: I know there are plans to make me a room and an extraction chamber of my own so that I won't have to share with her. Would it be... beneath me to oversee the planning for this room?

*You didn't think Grian could get this formal*

Blue: Hmm... I suppose it makes little sense to let inferior gems be in charge of a diamond's private quarters. Yes, I'll arrange for it.

*Grian nods silently while Blue walks away*

Grian: I... hate this.

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Mumbo: Well, we got each other, that's something at least?

Grian: True, at least there's that... ugh, I'm so sorry about this, Mumbo. It was supposed to be so much later in the timeline.

Mumbo: There there, happens to the best of us.

Grian: Does it? I doubt many people can lament traveling to the wrong time period.

Mumbo: It's a saying.

Grian: ... We should be going, I'm not sure how many excuses I can make up on the spot.

Mumbo: You're probably right.

*You follow closely behind Grian as you walk trough the various halls, a voice resurfaces in your mind*

Voice of The Canary: Mumbo? You still haven't told Grian.

-About?-

Voice of The Canary: Me!?

-Oh yeah, It's really horrible when people don't tell others important stuff, isn't it, mate?-

Voice of The Canary: ... Ok, I get it, I should have told you. Sorry... Are you happy now?

-Hmm-

Voice of The Canary: Still, why didn't you tell him?

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-I have other important things to discuss with him, you're like third in line.-

Voice of The Canary: What, I'm third!?! Oh, I'm getting deja-vu.

-Keep it up and you'll go down to forth-

Voice of the Canary: Well, what's so important that comes before me!?

-Locating where Scar is going to pop out for one, figuring out a plan for dealing with this whole...thing-

Voice of The Canary: Oh, but you can do that after you tell Grian about me. It's just like...two sentences.

-Fine, just, try not to be so distracting all the time-

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Hey dude, don't be mean to Jimmy.

-And of course you're here too, Tango, why am I not surprised you're defending him?-

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Of course I'm defenditificating him-

Voice of The Canary: Mumbo, Grian is looking at you~

-Wha-

Grian: Mumbo? Are you ok, you spaced out there.

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Mumbo: Ok, fine, I'll tell. First, Jimmy and now Tango are talking in my head.

Grian: What.

Voice of The Canary: Why would you say it like THAT!?!

Mumbo: Yeah, basically they created a machine back on Hermitcraft and they transferred their consciousness or something. Jimmy wants you to create a body for them so they can actually do stuff.

Grian: W-uh-I can probably figure something out?

Mumbo: Also, when we left, we left a rift behind, and, some people, hermits, fell into it and are lost who knows where in the void.

Grian: ... I...I think I need to sit down. This is a lot. And... we need to find them, then.

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Mumbo: Not now... You need to recharge your energy... They aren't going to die.

Grian: ... You're right...of course you are... It's just-

Yellow: Violet? Are you going to your room?

*This is the second time this happens, what is your luck*

Grian: A-ah! Yes Yellow!

Yellow: Hmmm. A batch of quartzes has just arrived, they are to be the guards to your quarters.

*She motions to sone very big gems who are standing still in a salute, one of them catches your eyes though*

Mumbo: Is that-

Voice of The Star: Nice, everyone's already here.

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-How do we get him to us though? I'm assuming we can't just go up to him. Not now-

Voice of The Star: I don't see a problem, Grian is like... basically royalty here, isn't he? Just have him call Scar here.

-How? I don't think Grian has even noticed him with the way he's staring at Yellow-

Voice of The Star: You're telling me the literal Watcher hasn't seen him? Ok...just, nudge Grian or something.

-I can't "just nudge" him. Not in front of Yellow Diamond! I'll be shattered.-

Voice of The Star: Hmmm... bit of a pickle. Say Jimmy, Tango, I have an idea.

Voice of The Canary: I'm in!

Voice of The Star: ... I haven't even ex-

Voice of The Dungeon Master: I'm in too! Yeah!

*Your head suddenly becomes silent, they left?*

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-Sure, keep doing whatever you want without telling me, I love that for you.-

*You don't get an answer because of course you don't*

Grian: -And so-

*You hear Grian go silent, then look around and notice Scar*

*It must have been Scott*

Yellow: And so?

Grian: Well, I was wondering if I could have a closer look?

Yellow: Why? They are normal quartzes, hardly anything to investigate. Plus, don't you have responsibilities, Violet? With the creation of your court, surely Blue has explained-

Grian: Not really.

Yellow: I knew she would be too soft-

*There's a noise, Yellow opens up a screen and her expression sours*

Yellow: Fine, look closer while I figure this out.

Grian: Right...uh, you!

*He points to Scar*

Grian: Come with me.

Voice of The Canary: We're back!

Voice of The Star: Did you miss us?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: We were so cool! Did you see how good we were at contactificating with Grian!?

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-How did you even speak to him!?-

Voice of The Star: Magic~

-Very informative.-

Voice of The Canary: We didn't exactly talk to him... ok, so, to us Grian has, like, all these invisible magical eyes.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Very, very upsetting to look at.

Voice of The Star: Oh, yeah, you are lucky you can't see them.

Voice of The Canary: So we basically had to ... Encourage one of them to see Scar.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: We fingerificated them!

-Did you...stab Grian's metaphysical eyes with your equally metaphysical fingers?-

Voice of The Canary: Yeah...

Voice of The Dungeon Master: It was totally awesome.

Voice of The Star: It worked out, didn't it?

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-I think there were better ways, and you just wanted to do it for fun-

Voice of The Star: That sounds like something I'd do.

Voice of The Canary: Well, it worked so...

*Your... thoughts are interrupted by Grian clearing his throat*

Grian: My Pearl, let's go...

Mumbo: Yes, my Diamond.

Scar: Wh-

Grian: Jasper, come as well.

Scar: Y-yes!

*As soon as you are alone once more, Scar jumps on you and Grian*

Scar: Guys! Do you know how confusing waking up alone was!?

Grian: Sorry... that wasn't part of the plan.

Scar: Ohh, I missed you so much! So! What's the plan?

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Mumbo: Oh, Grian doesn't have one. He's winging it.

Grian: Wha- that's not true! I have a plan!

Mumbo: Barely can call it that, mate.

Grian: Oy! I'll have you know it's almost finished, just a few touches and it will be the perfect plan to ever plan.

Mumbo: As finished as the back of your base maybe.

Voice of The Star: And I oop.

Grian: Wha- that was completely uncalled for.

Voice of The Canary: Oh no, they are flirting. We're doomed.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Poor Scar though, look at his face.

Scar: Listen, listen. I've worked with less before. Maybe we don't need a plan!

Mumbo: But we do?

Scar: No! What if we just... wangin it.

Grian: ... Wan-what now?

Scar: Wingingin-wait no, wingining, wigning... What was it that you said, Mumbo?

Mumbo: Winging it? You want to just run in and hope it goes well?

Scar: Yeah!

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Mumbo: What- what about me screams "able to improvise" Scar!? I can't- I'll panic!

Grian: I don't know, he might have a point.

Mumbo: What???

Scar: I do?

Grian: I mean, I'm not suggesting we don't prepare at all for anything, but us being so far back is proof enough that plans do not always end well. Jimmy's situation, too, is proof about that-

Scar: Wait, what was that about Jimmy?

Mumbo: Oh right, you don't know... I'll explain later. Anyways, your point being, Grian?

Grian: Just... maybe all the planning is just going to make us less flexible, you know?

Mumbo: Less flexible?

Grian: If something else suddenly and unexpectedly comes at us while we have a very specific and perfectly tailored plan, it's going to just fall apart.

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Mumbo: ... Still, we need some kind of general plan. Being flexible can only go so far.

Grian: And that...we have time, literal thousands of years of time.

Scar: That's sooo long... it's weird to imagine.

Mumbo: ... Right. We are going to be here for longer than we have been alive... How long until you think you have the energy to get out and then back in again?

Grian: Huh?

Mumbo: We still need to search for the missing hermits and other players that fell into the rift.

Grian: ... Get in and get out? Maybe a few years, but enough energy to actually try to search for them? Decades...

Mumbo: That's... fine... As you said we got thousands of years mate, even if every trip needs a decade to charge, we still have a few hundred trios before things here start happening.

Grian: ... Yeah, yeah... We should probably actually go to our room now.

*And so you do, Scar is forced to stay outside the door as a quartz guard can't enter the room which leaves you and Grian alone with that Pink Diamond character and her Pearl*

*Grian is definitely not excited about this, you soon discover why. Pink diamond is the immortal gem equivalent of a child. She is curious and excitable and prone to tantrums... Except her tantrums make her glow pink and send a burst of energy.*

*Grian stops her from picking you up? Tantrum. Grian wants to talk to you about the plan without her listening in? Tantrum. He doesn't want to play with her? Tantrum. The pink pearl doesn't seem to mind, she actually looks quite pleased? Weird*

*At one point, some gems bring Grian the plans for his room and he begins altering them for his tastes, so he asks Pink to shut up and the tantrum that follows quite literally ends up cracking the pavement*

*You see Scar sneaking a glance inside when that happens*

...

*Apart from that, though, little happens, Grian attempts to make a plan, but between Pink Diamond being distracting and "the timeline this far back is pretty muddy in the original series" it's not easy*

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*So when the time comes that a diamond room is finally built for Grian, you are shocked that so much time has passed. Maybe it's being a gem that skewed your perception of it.*

Grian: Look at this, Mumbo, my own room! We can finally make plans out loud without any risk of anyone listening in! Or interrupting!

Mumbo: And you were the one who made the plan... wait... this style is familiar.

Grian: Well yeah, I made the project-

Mumbo: No, no, this is- ... Grian, did you recreate the secret Mother spore HQ base?

Grian: ... Maybe.

*And now you are curious, you remember him talking about an extraction room also being built*

Mumbo: Did you base the extraction room on one of your builds, Grian?

*In response, he just laughs*

Voice of The Canary: He definitely did.

Voice of the Dungeon Master: Oh yeah, no question about it.

Grian: Well... technically two! Mixed the rift room from season 9 and the secret painting room I made under the fishing dock.

Mumbo: Hmm, very self centered of you Grian.

Grian: I guess I just wanted... I guess I just wanted a connection with what we can't get back...

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Mumbo: Scar is going to be so offended by the whole mother spore base recreation, I reckon.

Grian: Oh yeah, that's the fun of it.

Mumbo: I should have known. You are a devious one.

*Grian starts laughing, it's contagious, you can't help but laugh as well. Grian places his gigantic hand on your shoulder... you are still not used to him being taller in this world... feels extremely wrong*

Grian: Oh, Mumbo.

*Grian hugs you*

Mumbo: O-oh! What's this for mate?

Grian: Sorry...just...it's been a while. I missed it.

Mumbo: Awww-

Grian: Wha- don't make fun of me!

Mumbo: I'm not! I'm not! ...It's just. I missed you too.

*And then... there's light and pain?? It's hard to describe*

*You... are on the floor? Weren't you... did you fall down? When?*

*You drag yourself up, but you still feel weird, your body feels wrong... you stumble towards the nearest mirror and- o-oh*

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Gr/bo?: This is... New. What am I?

(Grian: It's fusion!)

Gu?an/bo?: Fusion? It's a thing gems can do, and we are gems now...

(Mumbo: Did you know this would happen??)

Grimbo??: Yes? No? Kind of? Should we pick a name? I would like a name, even if I don't know who I am yet.

Voice of The Star: What about Grum?

Grum: That... works? Yeah...

Voice of The Canary: Well! Nice to meet you, Grum!

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Grum: ... We'll have to separate, this place is private, but it isn't completely safe.

Voice of the Canary: Wait! Really!?! Can't you stay like this a little bit longer?

Grum: . . . Why?

Voice of The Canary: It's... It's really cool!

Voice of The Dungeon Master: I know it's normal in this universe but it's not normal for us! You too combinificated into one!

Voice of The Star: I don't really care, but if you unfuse now, Jimmy is going to be very upset and you wouldn't want to upset him.

Grum: We don't...

Voice of The Canary: Hmmmmmmmmmm.

Grum: What are you doing? What's that sound?

Voice of The Star: I think it's supposed to be crying. He's doing the puppy eyes thing.

Grum: ... He does know we can't see him, right?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: He knows... I think.

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Grum: Ok... we'll stay fused a little longer...

Voice of The Canary: Yay!

Grum: Just a bit, though. We can't risk too much.

Voice of The Star: Eh, guess that makes sense.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Better than nothing.

Grum: So... what should I do now that we are fused?

Voice of The Canary: I... Didn't think that far.

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Grum: ... Mate.

*You say in clear disappointment. This is like a repeat of day 1 Ren./Yeah, I expected better from Timmy.*

Voice of the Canary: Hey! Don't judge me! Which of you is the one judging me better stop.

Grum: It's both of us.

Voice of The Canary: ...oh.

Grum: ... Mostly Grian though.

Voice of The Canary: Of course he is.

Grum: You are the one who asked us to stay like this without any idea of what to do after. Judging is the least we could do.

Voice of The Canary: Well, stop it! I just came up with an idea of what to do!

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Grum: We can't wait to hear it, Timmy.

Voice of The Canary: Hey! Don't give me that attitude!

Grum: Oh sorry, didn't know you wanted us to be excited about this idea.

Voice of The Canary: Wha- Hey!

Voice of The Star: Hm... Jimmy? ...the idea?

Voice of The Canary: Oh yeah! So uh... Grian can see anywhere cause...you know.

Grum: Uh huh, what about it?

Voice of The Canary: And I know a bit about this place, and pearls can do this thing where they project holograms... And Mumbo is a pearl now. Isn't he?

Grum: ...yes?

Voice of The Canary: So... can you guys, now that you are fused... project images from somewhere else?

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Grum: ... Are you trying to use us as a TV, Timmy?

Voice of The Canary: What!?! I don't- no!

Grum: Oh, we are just messing with you.

Voice of the Canary: ... Oh.

Grum: Truth be told, fusion powers are weird. Maybe it could work. Maybe not.

Voice of the Star: You can try. Nothing's stopping you.

Grum: Hmmm... Let's see what Scar is doing.

*You push light from your gems, the light takes the form of a screen*

Voice of the Canary: Did it work?

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Grum: ... Do you know what this means, Timmy?

Voice of The Canary: ... Not really? What does it mean?

Grum: Think of the ramifications of this, we can project something that is happening who knows where, mate! This is awesome!

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Can't Grian already see everywhere? Why does being able to project it even matter?

Grum: Because I'm not concentrating, Tango. I only needed to concentrate at first to start projecting it, but after that? It's going on it's own.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: ... You can set up a security system.

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Grum: Oh, yes. That too. I mean. Definitely what I had in mind. Yes.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: ... Uh huh.

Grum: Right, well, uh, I think it might be time to unfuse-

Voice of The Canary: No!

Grum: Uh... Ok then, why?

Voice of The Canary: I. Don't have a good reason. I just don't want you to unfuse???

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*You take out a therapist chair*

Grum: And when did this obsession with us being fused start?

Voice of The Canary: ... What.

Grum: Why are you fixated on us being fused? Seems like a simple question.

Voice of The Canary: What are you doing?

Grum: Counseling.

Voice of The Canary: Why???

Grum: Why not, Timmy?

Voice of The Canary: Wuh- wait, where did that chair even come from?

Grum: 'twas in my inventory.

Voice of The Star: Wait, you still have an inventory? Even in another world? Huh.

Voice of The Canary: Why did you have a chair in your inventory????

Grum: Don't question it. Probably the writer thought it was funny.

Voice of The Canary: No! No more weird fourth wall breaks and existential crisis! You did enough of that in the last series... I'm just going to leave now.

Grum: He criticizes me and immediately does the same-

Voice of The Canary: I don't care!

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Grum: Ah come on, it was a joke, Timmy.

Voice of The Canary: No. It's too late! I'm leaving!

Grum: Where are you even going, you are an incorporeal voice right now.

Voice of The Canary: Away! Far away!

Grum: I doubt it.

Voice of The Canary: Who died and made you the expert of incorporeal voices?

Grum: You, back in Secret Life. Grian has experience with you being a voice in his head. Also, Mumbo, last time in the cabin, you were also a voice.

Voice of The Canary: ... Ah.

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Grum: If I had a nickel for every time you were a voice, I would have 3 nickels which isn't a lot but-

Voice of The Canary: Noooo!! Why!?!

Grum: Well, how could I not?

Voice of The Canary: And here I thought being fused with Mumbo would make Grian less disrespectful.

Grum: A big oversight on your part, really-

*The sound of steps, someone is coming. You are unsure if it's one of the diamonds. Either way, whoever it may be... they can't see you like-*

*You and Grian are back to being separate, your head is pounding. Grian quickly fixes himself up and you sluggishly do the same*

Grian: Who goes there?

*A pale blue gem, a pearl like you, bows her head as she enters*

Blue Pearl: ... Greetings your excellence, my diamond has requested for your presence in her extraction chamber later this cycle.

Grian: Ah, yes. Tell her that I will be joining her.

Blue Pearl: ...

Grian: ... Right, that will be all, you are dismissed.

*The pearl bows once more and leaves*

Grian: Ugh, Mumbo, save me.

Mumbo: You do know I'm worse off than you right now... right?

Grian: ... Debatable.

Mumbo: I'm literally your servant right now, Grian.

Grian: Fine, maybe not worse, but still... at least you are spared from having to deal with the diamonds.

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Mumbo: Well there is one diamond I wouldn't mind having to deal with.

Grian: ... Huh?

Mumbo: You're a diamond too, aren't you?

Grian: Oh-

Voice of The Canary: ... Ew.

Voice of the Dungeon Master: Why do you keep flirtificating in front of us?

Voice of the Star: I'm gay and I'm still becoming homophobic right now.

Voice of The Canary: Right in front of my salad.

Voice of the Star: Shaking my head right now.

Mumbo: You guys don't get to talk, you flirt constantly with each other AND other people.

Grian: Wha-

Mumbo: Talking with the voices.

Grian: Ah... ok then.

Mumbo: So what high ground are you judging me from?

Voice of The Canary: Nothing wrong with kissing the homies and my babes.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: No, that doesn't sound like me. I have no idea what you are talking about.

Voice of The Star: I am simply better than you and, therefore, more deserving of doing what I want.

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Mumbo: Can we go back to when you wanted to leave, mate?

Voice of The Canary: Wow. Rude.

Mumbo: Then stop stopping our flirting- our NOT flirting. We aren't flirting.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: ...

Voice of The Star: Wow.

Mumbo: ... What?

Voice of The Star: You are just so wrong, it's laughable. Just. Incorrect. Or lying.

Mumbo: I'm not lying!

Grian: Just ignore them, Mumbo, they are just voices after all.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Rude.

Voice of The Canary: How. dare. he.

Voice of The Star: *Just* a voice?

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Mumbo: They are doing it on purpose.

Grian: Of course they are... It's mainly Timmy, isn't it?

Mumbo: What do you think?

Grian: I'll take that as a yes. Just ignore him.

Voice of The Canary: What!?

Mumbo: ... You're right.

Voice of The Canary: Don't ignore me, Mumbo!

Grian: I always am.

Mumbo: ...

Voice of The Canary: I can't believe this.

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Mumbo: Since when has ignoring someone worked?

Grian: Well-

Mumbo: I don't think it would work with you, would it?

Grian: ...

Mumbo: Never.

Grian: Never. Timmy isn't me though.

Voice of The Canary: I can be annoying if I want to.

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*You ignore Jimmy*

Voice of The Canary: Hey!

*You continue to pretend he isn't here*

Voice of The Canary: Meanie.

*You keep ignoring him, you feel like you have reached some kind of inner peace-*

Voice of The Canary: Grian and Mumbo sitting in a tree-

Voice of The Star: IN the tree?

Voice of The Canary: -K I S S I N G.

*You keep ignoring him, he'll get tired eventually*

~Eventually~

*You are going to give Jimmy a body just to strangle him.*

Voice of The Canary: And so I said, what the Skibidi?

*You can't help but shudder, at least you aren't the only one*

Voice of The Dungeon Master: What the... what now?

Voice of The Star: This is grounds for divorce, Jimmy.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: I want to forgetificate that forever.

Voice of The Star: We're going to be flower divorcees if you ever say something like that again.

Voice of The Canary: What? Am I too cool for you?

*Not the world you'd use*

Voice of The Canary: I mean, I understand Tango, he's old-

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Hey!

Voice of The Canary: But you too, Scott?

Voice of The Star: I have standards.

Voice of The Canary: Do you? You flirt with every guy you see.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Jimmy, don't-

Voice of The Star: Oh, you don't get to talk, mister.

Voice of The Canary: I don't know what you could possibly mean.

Voice of The Star: Me, Tango, Joel-

Voice of The Canary: What are you doing?

Voice of the Star: -Impulse, Skizz, Martyn-

Voice of The Canary: Ok, I get it.

Voice of The Star: -Pix, Scar, Oli-

Voice of The Canary: I said I get it! You don't need to keep going.

Voice of The Star: -Sausage, Fwhip, Cam, Kirsty-

Voice of The Dungeon Master: I think he got it.

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Mumbo: ... Jimmy.

Voice of The Canary: Uh?

Mumbo: James Solidarity Gaming.

Voice of The Canary: I don't like this-

Mumbo: SHUT UP! I don't know if you are just stupid or doing this on purpose, but you are so annoying, mate! I can't deal with you talking constantly when you are INSIDE MY BRAIN! I can't think! I just hear you going on and on about stuff that I don't care about! Again. Inside my head!

Voice of The Canary: H-hey. That's hurtful-

Mumbo: I didn't like you talking in my head constantly, and that didn't stop you, did it!? Because this is funny for you! It's not like you're the one that has to deal with you being a pest.

Voice of The Canary: ...

Voice of The Star: ... Damn.

Mumbo: And you! You are actively making him worse!

Voice of The Star: That-

Mumbo: No. Shut up. I don't care mate. You are. Just go away. All of you.

Grian: ... Uh, Mumbo? That was, uh... Are you ok?

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Mumbo: "aRe YoU oK?" What do you think, mate? You're a watcher. Use your eyes for once.

Grian: Ok, someone's touchy, got it.

Mumbo: I'M NOT TOUCHY!

Grian: ...Uh huh.

Mumbo: What do you want, Grian?

Grian: I don't know if you remember, but we have an extraction room to go to and a diamond to visit.

*Your spine straightens... You feel the frustration melting into anxiety... You don't understand, it's already time?*

Mumbo: Wha- already!?

Grian: It's not my fault you were too distracted to notice time passing.

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Mumbo: Are we late? How much time do we have?

Grian: Mumbo, calm down. You need to pull yourself together.

Mumbo: Right...right.

*You nod as you try to do so... After a few seconds, Grian decides it's good enough and the two of you leave*

Section 2: The Idol's Eye.
(Shatter the Diamond section 2 p1)

*You have been in this world for a while now... things are different now. Grian is trying hard to get the other diamond's trust, and it's taking some effort... You can see how stifling being all prim and proper is for him.*

*As his pearl you at least get to be there for him... As well as listen in.*

...

*Scar is doing ok as well, he had some issues getting used to legs that don't hurt, but you think he's taking it in stride*

Voice of The Canary: ... Was that a pun?

*... And the voices are still here, that too. Jimmy and the others apologized, at least*

Voice of The Star: ... The others? Rude.

*That doesn't stop them from still being annoying sometimes... You can do this. Grian is working on having a body for them. You are a bit curious, what gems will they be?*

Grian: Mumbo!

Mumbo: Uh!?!?

*You fall to the ground with a thud.*

Grian: Oh, I'm sorry, just excited.

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Mumbo: Warn me next time? You absolute spoon, that was a jumpscare.

Grian: Sorry...

Mumbo: So... What's going on?

Grian: Just wanted to say I managed to get some more leeway for us.

Mumbo: Wait, really? How did you manage that?

Grian: Just had to convince the other diamond I'm going to make research my niche.

Mumbo: ... And how did you manage that? I assumed they would believe it something for lower ranked gems?

Grian: I mean, Yellow is mostly the one in charge of the military and Blue is in charge of, like, the diplomatic gems, so a diamond in charge of the research side isn't... too outlandish.

Mumbo: I'm guessing this research is going to end up helping with the rebellion when it eventually happens?

Grian: Oh, you know me so well-

Scar: Uh, Grian? Mumbo?

*You look towards the door where Scar is stationed, Grian does the same*

Grian: Yeah?

Scar: There are gems coming?

Grian: Another diamond?

Scar: Uhh...no?

Grian: Ok, that's weird. Mumbo, go do your thing.

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Mumbo: ... On it.

Grian: That's the spirit!

Mumbo: Yeah, yeah...

Grian: Buy for me some time so I can prepare myself to look more diamond-y, will you?

Mumbo: I'll do what I can.

*You step towards the entrance, Scar and another quartz soldier standing behind you.*

Mumbo: Ehm ehm. Who might you be? What business do you have at Violet Diamond's quarters?

*The first gem puffs up in annoyance*

Mysterious gem 1: And why should I tell a pearl like-

*The second gem kicks the first on the foot*

Mysterious gem 2: That's a diamond's pearl, you clod.

*The first gem blanches... which is interesting to see since they don't have blood*

Mumbo: I will not report your ineptitude to my diamond if you answer quickly.

Peridot 1: Peridot! Facet-2A Cut-18A!

Peridot 2: Peridot. Facet-D3, Cut-069.

Voice of The Star: Nice.

*You quickly ignore that*

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Mumbo: And what's your business here? You still have not explained that much.

Peridot 1: We were... sent here?

Mumbo: By who?

Peridot 2: Yellow diamond sent us after Violet Diamond requested us.

Mumbo: He- She did? I see. Quartzes, keep an eye on them.

*Scar and the other quartz nod as you walk back into the room and let go of all the fakeness.*

Mumbo: Grian? Did you call some peridots?

Grian: Uh? What- Oh! Ooooh! Yes yes!

Mumbo: ... Why?

Grian: I had some questions about gem production, I have an idea but I need experts in running kindergartens for it.

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Mumbo: ... Am I going to hate this idea?

Grian: ... No?

Voice of The Star: Very... convincing.

*You make a disbelieving face*

Grian: Don't look at me like that! ... Just let the peridots in.

Mumbo: Fine.

*You walk back to the room door*

Mumbo: My diamond has corroborated your story, you're allowed to enter.

Peridot 2: Thank you.

Peridot 1: Ok, I can't do this, thanking a pearl? Diamond's pearl or not, she is still just a pearl-

Grian: I would ask you refrain from insulting Mu-my pearl in front of me.

*You can see the second peridot try to fight off her annoyance at the first, you feel the same way. You even warned her, really disappointing*

Peridot 1: M-my diamond!

Grian: Now, pearl? Was her behaviour until now... worthy of my presence?

*You don't know if the peridots notice the way Grian shudders in disgust, either way they don't mention it*

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Mumbo: It's the second time she's done this now, the other one behaved much better.

Peridot 1: I-

Grian: If you show so little respect for my court, then clearly you are not smart enough to be needed, you are dismissed.

Peridot 1: B-but I'm one of the most skilled kindergartners in my diamond's court-

Grian: Did I ask for your opinion?

Peridot 1: No, my diamond, I'm just-

Grian: Are you questioning my authority?

Peridot 1: Of course not but-

Grian: I don't care. You are dismissed. That will be all. Leave. You are lucky I don't plan to report your incompetence to Yellow and Blue but keep testing me and that might just change.

*The gem stutters before dejectively being dragged out... you feel slightly bad... even if she did insult you*

Peridot 2: My diamond, am I allowed to still participate?

Grian: You may. Now, my pearl, come to me.

*As soon as you are within whispering distance, he giggles quietly*

Grian: Was that whole act convincing?

Mumbo: ... Very much so, a bit scary to be honest mate.

Grian: I wasn't going to let a random gem insult you like that.

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Mumbo: I guess it did feel satisfying... just don't go too far with it.

Grian: When do I ever go too far?

Mumbo: ... Always-

Grian: And I don't even know what too far would even mean in this case.

Mumbo: Just don't... shatter gems. Even if they don't treat me well. They don't know better.

Grian: Is that an excuse?

Mumbo: Yes? No? Maybe? They are quite literally programmed to believe in these roles, you wouldn't get mad with a redstone machine, would you? If it did something bad.

Grian: ... I'd probably be mad at the person who built said machine... ugh, I hate when you are right.

Mumbo: Surprising, mate. It happens so often.

Voice of The Canary: Did you forget about the peridot? She's staring at you.

Mumbo: Right.

Grian: Uh?

Mumbo: The peridot.

Grian: Wha- oh right! Ehm. Peridot...

Peridot 2: Peridot. Facet-D3, Cut-069. My diamond.

Grian: Right, right. I heard quite a lot of good things about you from Yellow. One of the most efficient peridots created.

Peridot 2: I'm glad to hear that my diamond, but if I may ask...

Grian: You may.

Peridot 2: Why have you requested me? It is unheard of for a diamond to request a peridot to her quarters. Even one as... efficient as I.

Grian: Oh, yes, right. It's because I believe only an expert in gem production could help me with some... research.

Peridot 2: I... I understand my diamond.

Grian: Now, my Pearl?

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*You take out Grian's logs from your gem: transcripts from a series of discussions between Grian and the other diamonds. You already know he's going to want them*

Grian: ... Right, yes, as you can see you were recommended to me after I showed interest in restarting research into gem production.

Peridot 2: I don't understand my diamond, why would you need to research something we already do?

Grian: The current methods are obsolete, inefficient, the whole process ends up draining colonies completely. If we want to grow, we'll need innovation, something that will allow gems to be created with less resources.

Peridot 2: I understand, my diamond. I will help as best as I am able to.

Grian: Good good... that will be all for now, instructions will be sent to you soon.

Peridot: Yes, my diamond.

*The gem bows and leaves*

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Mumbo: That's not why you are doing this, is it? I know you are planning something, Grian.

Grian: Of course I am.

Mumbo: ...

Voice of The Canary: So.

Voice of The Star: He's not going to elaborate, is he?

Mumbo: And what are you planning?

Grian: Don't worry about it.

Voice of The Canary: Brotha. If Grian tells you not worry about it, you 100% need to worry about it.

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Mumbo: Telling me not to worry is doing the opposite of that.

Grian: Mumbo, Mumbo, have I ever lead you astray?

Mumbo: Yes. Many times.

Grian: Well, this time will be different, I have everything under control.

Mumbo: I don't mean to doubt you... but I am very much doubting you.

Grian: So rude Mumbo, if you keep this up I might even replace you with Scar.

Mumbo: You wouldn't.

Grian: ... I wouldn't.

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Mumbo: Talking about Scar, we need an excuse for him to be involved.

Grian: Involved?

Mumbo: With the project. You can't expect him to just act as a quartz guard the whole time, do you? He barely even got to talk with you since we arrived.

Grian: I can just tell the peridot that he's there to move heavy materials.

Mumbo: Great... Anything better?

Grian: I could say that he's there as a personal guard?

Mumbo: You're a diamond, you're too high status to have a single jasper as your personal guard.

Grian: Oh come on, this isn't even slightly constructive. You're just pointing out flaws.

Mumbo: Strange. Wonder what that says about your ideas mate.

Grian: Listen, we'll make something up when it comes down to it.

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Mumbo: Or, we could decide now and not have to make it up on the spot later?

Grian: We could sneak him in.

Mumbo: And how would you do that?

Grian: ... Shapeshifting???

*You give Grian a look*

Grian: Fine, since my ideas are so bad, why don't you come up with something better?

Mumbo: Pshh. So easy mate.

Grian: Well?

Mumbo: Well we could...

Grian: You got nothing do you?

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Mumbo: Scar, I feel like, he would make a good test subject for the "research".

Grian: Ok, but him being a guard when it's literally his job is too out there? I see how it is.

Mumbo: Listen, mate, it's your research. Whatever you do. Whatever you say. You can explain that it's part of the research. Who are they to question you? If you have him as a guard, there will be expectations.

Grian: They wouldn't question me anyway. I'm a diamond.

Mumbo: The other diamonds would.

Grian: ... Scar won't agree to it.

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Mumbo: It's Scar. He'll love it.

Grian: ...

Mumbo: You can't argue with that, mate.

Grian: Ugh. I can't.

Voice of The Canary: Congrats, Mumbo!

Voice of The Star: Yeah. Congrats.

Grian: Are you going to tell him or should I?

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Mumbo: You're the diamond here. Go order him or something.

Grian: And what if I order you to tell him?

Mumbo: Nobody else is here, I have no reason to listen mate.

Grian: Ok, ok, I get it. I'll tell him.

*You watch as Grian leaves*

Voice of The Canary: Sooooo. Can we talk now?

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Mumbo: Did you ever stop?

Voice of The Canary: That's uncalled for!

Mumbo: Yeah, yeah. What do you want, mate?

Voice of The Canary: I got news-

Voice of The Star: What if we just, like, don't tell him?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: He was mean to you.

Mumbo: Ugh.

Voice of The Canary: We have to let Grian know, though! And the best way is through Mumbo.

Voice of The Star: Do we?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Grian will find out eventually on his own.

Voice of The Canary: But I don't want to wait, dude. I want him to know now.

Mumbo: Just tell me and get it over with mate.

Voice of The Canary: We are emerging.

Mumbo: ... Uh?

Voice of The Canary: You know? Grian is making gem bodies for us? So we're not stuck as voices?

Mumbo: Yeah. Yeah. I forgot that's how they call it. So you're being born?

Voice of The Star: Don't phrase it like that.

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Mumbo: Can't tell Grian, he's with Scar right now.

Voice of The Star: He's not going to be doing that forever is he? Just tell him when he comes back.

Mumbo: JuSt TeLl HiM wHeN hE cOmEs BaCk.

Voice of The Star: ...

Mumbo: ... Sorry.

Voice of The Star: You better be.

Mumbo: ...

Voice of The Dungeon Master: So... Awkward.

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Mumbo: How long until you, uh, arrive here?

Voice of The Canary: ... Months?

Voice of The Star: A year or two at most.

Mumbo: That's hardly "soon", mate. Why are you telling me now?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: He doesn't know?

Mumbo: What do I not know?

Voice of The Canary: Uh... we don't know if it's because you're a gem now or because you're technically still a god, but your perception of time is all over the place.

Voice of The Star: You and Scar and Grian have been in this world for more than a century now.

Mumbo: Wait. This is a joke, right?

Voice of The Canary: Not really.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: I guess it makes sense that being a race that lives forever would make time feel different.

Mumbo: ... But what about the Hermits?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Time passes slower here, don't worry too much about us.

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Mumbo: Does that mean the missing hermits are all experiencing time differently?

*Their voices layers as they each respond*

Voice of The Canary: No...

Voice of The Star: It's likely.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Maybe?

...

Mumbo: ... Ok, how about you actually answer me?

Voice of The Dungeon Master: It's a bit hard to know.

Voice of The Star: If we knew where they were, they wouldn't be lost, would they?

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Mumbo: You know nothing, do you?

Voice of The Canary: We don't.

Voice of The Star: Glad we made that obvious.

Mumbo: Great. I'll tell Grian about you.

Voice of The Canary: Isn't he talking to Scar?

Mumbo: ... Yeah. Actually, why is he still talking to Scar? He went a while ago.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: You should go and find out.

Mumbo: ... You're probably right.

*You make your way to the main entrance of Grian's room and look out into the corridor, Scar is there but Grian is not*

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Mumbo: Scar? Where's Grian? I thought he was with you.

Scar: Uh? Oh! Yeah he was just here.

Mumbo: And?

Scar: Oh yeah, he left. Something about the diamonds?

Mumbo: And he didn't tell me?

Scar: I, uh. Well. It looked urgent? He swore, so it must be something big.

Voice of The Canary: PG!

Voice of The Star: You weren't even there for it, Jimmy.

Mumbo: He swore??

Scar: Yeah... should we be worried?

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Mumbo: Are we going to find him or...?

Scar: He told me to stay here.

Mumbo: Since when do you listen to people when they tell you what to do?

Scar: I don't! Let's go!

*You and Scar sneak through the corridors, making sure to avoid the various gems that move through them... Jimmy sings the mission impossible theme as you do so*

*... You hear a conversation and hide behind a corner*

Blue Diamond: I don't understand, Violet, you have proven yourself mature enough for a colony. I'm sure if me and Yellow asked White-

Grian: No- no, I really do not want to inconvenience White with this.

Blue Diamond: But Violet, I really don't see why you are refusing this opportunity. Pink has been begging for one since she emerged.

Grian: Well, there is my project, getting a colony now would be impractical. I'll just, I'll take one when Pink gets one.

Blue Diamond: Pink might not get one any time soon. Yellow believes her to be too immature for it still.

Grian: ... I see, well, perhaps I could use this colony to progress with my project.

Blue Diamond: And how would you achieve that?

*You duck behind the corner again, Blue Diamond turned and almost caught you that time, It's not easy hiding like this... especially with Scar pushing you and trying to see*

Grian: I- uh. My, uh, research aims to increase efficiency and limit resource drain, so perhaps my first colony should be a small barren planet... with no or very little organic life?

Blue Diamond: I suppose a small colony could be a good start considering that you emerged not long ago. Yes. I'll talk with Yellow about your plan-

*Scar pushes you too hard, you stumble into the non-covered middle of the corridor.*

Grian: Mu- my pearl?

Mumbo: My diamond!

*You swear at Scar in your mind... not really, but you imagine roasting him loudly. If you get shattered over this, you'll haunt him*

Blue Diamond: Violet? Is this your pearl? What is it doing here?

Grian: It is. He- I mean, she.

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Mumbo: My diamond asked me to notify her should updates arrive.

Voice of The Canary: Oh gosh, you sound disgusting right now.

*You ignore that*

Blue Diamond: Updates?

Grian: Up- oh yes, update about the project, yes. I asked my pearl to notify if there were... updates.

Voice of The Canary: Still getting used to this whole living gem thing, I keep thinking he's speaking to Pearl every time he calls you that.

*You ignore that comment too*

Mumbo: Indeed! And news have arrived my diamonds.

Blue Diamond: And are those news important enough to interrupt the conversation between two diamonds?

*You are going to get shattered over this, no way you make it out of this alive*

Mumbo: Y-yes. My diamond.

Voice of The Star: If I hear "my diamond" another time, I'll do something unspeakable.

*The voices AREN'T HELPING*

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Hey! We're helpificating so much!

Blue Diamond: Let's hear it, then. Unless there is something you want to keep from me ,Violet?

*That's a way out gone... you need to tell her news but what news-*

Voice of The Canary: Just tell her what I told you, dude. That's definitely important, right?

*He's not... wrong!*

Voice of The Canary: Well, don't be so surprised! I have lots of good ideas!

Mumbo: There have been updates on the emergence of my diamond's first gems.

Blue Diamond: Oh, Violet! The first true members of your court, emerging! This is truly monumental.

Grian: ... Thanks, Blue.

Blue Diamond: And what gems will be the first members of your court? Pearl, share with us what gems are emerging.

*You don't know... You never asked Grian- you'll have to guess based on what you know of gems and-*

Voice of The Canary: Oh, we know.

*... What?*

Voice of The Canary: They are the bodies we'll be living in, so we kinda already know?? I'm a Lapis.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: Ruby.

Voice of The Star: Sapphire.

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Mumbo: There's a... Sapphire forming, my diamond.

Blue Diamond: A sapphire? What a perfect choice, Violet.

Grian: I thank you, Blue.

Blue Diamond: Are you perhaps seeking to establish a court of dignitaries and aristocrats like mine? If so, I would suggest perhaps jades and aquamarines next. Once you begin work on your colony, of course, you'll need lapis lazulis as well.

Grian: I'll, uh, keep that in mind, Blue.

Blue Diamond: Don't tell Yellow this, but I'm quite glad you're structuring your court to be similar to mine, the prideful Hessonite generals and Emerald captains of her court tend to be too much.

Grian: Actually...

Blue Diamond: Violet? Do you wish to say something?

Grian: I'm not planning my court to be like yours or Yellow.

*Why is he talking??? You had her happy, why would he self sabotage*

Voice of The Star: He's acting his part, Mumbo. If he lets her think he'll do something he doesn't plan to do, then it's going to bite him in the back later.

*You don't appreciate your thoughts being interrupted by annoying voices*

Voice of The Star: Rude. Last time I'm helpful out of the kindness of my own heart.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: ... Since when-

*You focus back towards Grian while trying to ignore the discussion and/or flirting happening in your mind*

Blue Diamond: You don't?

Grian: White rules all gems, but your court and Yellow's court focus on specific aspects. I too want to build a court that is can contribute to Homeworld in it's own merit.

*Grian speaks like he's holding in a scream, of course, Blue Diamond doesn't notice that as it is the expression that Grian holds when talking with any of the diamonds*

Blue Diamond: An admirable goal, Violet. I'm sure White will appreciate your maturity in this matter.

Grian: I'm going to build a court focused on the gaining of knowledge and the technological progress... of gem society. I chose a sapphire as their ability to see the future is... necessary for this plan to become reality.

Blue Diamond: I understand, Violet. Ah, look at you, just emerged but already ready to be a proper diamond. Perhaps you could help Pink do the same in a way me and Yellow cannot.

Grian: I... yes, I'll think about it. May I go now to get the more extensive report?

Blue Diamond: Of course. You may go.

Grian: Blue.

Mumbo: My diamond.

*You and Grian leave*

...

*And after that, Grian basically carried you away... then you remembered Scar was with you and the two of you went back to find him, but he ended up wandering off at some point, so it was a whole thing... but eventually you made it back to Grian's room.*

Scar: I'm going to lay down, everything hurts.

Grian: That's what happens when you try to shapeshift your famously fragile legs.

Scar: It's not fair. I'm a gem now, why do my legs still have to be fragile?

Mumbo: They are stronger then when you were a human, you can walk a lot better so-

Scar: They are still bad in reve-rese-rele...ok, words are hard... re la tion to the other gems!

Grian: I don't know Scar, it just happened like- ... Wait, gems, Mumbo, was that thing about the gems emerging true?

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Mumbo: ... Yeah. Jimmy and Scott and Tango are coming.

Grian: Oh, finally. Not that I mind being alone with the two of you, but we need more people that are on our side.

Mumbo: You don't have to convince me it's a good thing, I already agree.

Scar: Yeah. Having to talk to them through you was weird.

Mumbo: Trust me, Scar. I'm aware.

Grian: Wait wait wait. Let me guess who the sapphire is! Sapphires are elegant, cold and inteligent. Plus there's the foresight which means they often think they know better then others- It's Scott isn't it?

Voice of The Star: ... Rude but fair enough.

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Mumbo: Scott is saying you're rude.

Grian: Tell him I don't care.

Voice of The Star: He does know I can hear him just fine. Right?

Mumbo: Scott can hear you.

Grian: Well then, Scott. Don't you have anything better to do like sacrificing yourself every time the opportunity comes up?

Voice of The Star: That was low.

Mumbo: ...

Voice of The Star: Well?

Mumbo: Scott said that that was low.

Grian: He would know.

Voice of The Star: I'm taller than you.

Mumbo: Wait, yeah. He's taller then you. What are you on about, mate?

Grian: Wrong. I was shorter than him. But as a diamond, I'm now a lot taller.

Voice of The Star: ... That's stupid.

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Mumbo: I'm not playing messenger like this!

Voice of The Star: Damn.

Grian: ... Ok then. Anyway-

Mumbo: What are you going to do about the colony?

Grian: Uh?

Scar: Oh yeah! I remember something about a colony.

Grian: Blue offered me a colony, and I said no. Nothing more.

Mumbo: But she didn't let it go. I know she didn't. I was listening in.

Grian: And I told her that I would need my colony to be barren for my research. Worst case scenario, I get forced to run a colony which has no organic life to kill.

Scar: Oh! Imagine it's a desert planet like Tatooine! We could really make a sand monopoly if we had a planet covered in it.

Mumbo: ... And if it isn't barren?

Grian: We'll figure it out. Last resort, we just pretend to run it until the canon story happens, and we're free.

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Mumbo: Just don't let the whole Violet Diamond persona take over.

Grian: Pshh. As if that would ever happen.

Mumbo: What do you mean? You tried destroying Hermitcraft sometime ago. It isn't that impossible.

Grian: Name one time I let a thing like this "take over".

Mumbo: I-wha- I just- I literally just did???

Grian: Outside of that, I am starting to think you'll never let it go.

Mumbo: Let it go?? You tried to destroy Hermitcraft, mate. My house??? Our house?? I forgave you, but how could I possibly let it go???

Scar: ...🎶Let it go. 🎶Let it go.🎶 I-

Mumbo: Not right now, Scar.

Scar: Well I got one. Mother Spore.

Grian: Nah. I was just having fun. Being silly.

Mumbo: That time in a life series with the pickaxe.

Grian: You don't get to talk about going insane in a life series mister "Grian-is-gone-for-five-second-hes-definitely-cheating-on-me." And Scar does the same thing so-

Scar: Wha- I do not.

Mumbo: Well...

Grian: One would think the best scammer of the life series would lie better.

Scar: Mumbo! And here I was defending you.

Mumbo: Mate. It's not about defending me.

Scar: Uh huh. Then Grian is right.

Mumbo: He's the one that said it first.

Scar: ... Neither of you is right, then. I never do that. Never.

Grian: Third Life, I was on a first row seat for that one.

Mumbo: I would say Last Life but that was more... sad then anything. And if I say it, when everyone apparently says I'm pathetic, you know it's bad.

Voice of The Star: Everyone says it cause it's true. Like with Jimmy.

Voice of The Canary: Hey!

Grian: Secret Life. I don't think I need to elaborate.

Mumbo: Oh! HEP! You went full corrupt politician for that one.

Scar: That's not true. It was all for fun and jokes!

Grian: You put me in a cage once.

Scar: ... For fun!

Mumbo: ...

Grian: ...

Scar: ...

Mumbo: Didn't you murder and eat a bunch of people once, Grian?

Voice of The Canary: To be fair... that was a murder mystery roleplay.

Grian: ... So did Scar.

Voice of The Dungeon Master: THAT WAS REAL???? ... I thought Cub was just joking.

Scar: I did? Oh yeah. Well. Kinda? But didn't you eat Grian's soul? That's definitely cannibalism! ... I think?

Mumbo: I didn't eat it... also a soul is not a body part.

Grian: That's debatable.

Voice of The Star: Oh. My. God. All three of you have a tendency to go evil and/or insane. We get it. So were you making a point or?

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Mumbo: ... Aren't the three of you also villains at times?

Grian: Wh- oh, right, voices.

Voice of The Star: Yes, yes, we all had a villain arc. That's the point. This whole conversation doesn't make any sense.

Mumbo: Well, mate, this conversation wasn't even meant to be like this, what I meant to say was a different thing.

Grian: That being?

Mumbo: Grian. You often plat along with stuff. And having to act as a diamond half of the time doesn't help. But you can't go full diamond, this isn't a game.

Grian: It's a cartoon- well, actually there are some games of it but-

Mumbo: ... Not what I meant Grian.

Grian: I know, I know. So, what do you want me to do?

Mumbo: I don't know... How about you promise not to shatter gems? It's something you would need to go out your way to do, right? You aren't going to do it accidentally.

Grian: Well... Not usually. I guess I can work with that. Works out if we end up joining the rebellion later on cause they also didn't shatter gems. I promise.

Mumbo: Well that was-

Grian: Now you do the same. Mumbo "Killsalot" Jumbo.

Mumbo: Alright. I don't know where that came from, but sure. I promise?

Scar: Oh, I also promise.

Mumbo: ... Why?

Scar: I dunno. Felt left out.

Section 3: Centenary
(Shatter the Diamond section 3 p1)

*After that, things returned to normalcy, staying next to Grian and acting as his pearl or looking over the peridot that Grian has decided to keep.*

*At one point, it became clear that Grian was going to get a colony soon, that there was nothing that could have been done about it. Grian has been heavily hinting at a need for a planet without organic life, but there's no way to know if the other diamonds will even listen*

*Outside of that though, the following months... maybe years?? Were uneventful- until they weren't anymore*

Mumbo: Grian? Grian!?

Grian: ... Mumbo? What's wrong-

Mumbo: The voices. They are gone.

Grian: Uh- Oh? Oh! They must be emerging! We need to go get them before someone else finds them! Scar! Come here, we are going to the kindergarten.

Scar: What's happening?? What's going on?

Mumbo: Scott, Jimmy and Tango disappeared from my mind. Their bodies must be emerging.

Scar: Oh! Finally! Don't get me wrong, Mumbo, but it was a nightmare having to talk to them through you.

Mumbo: Trust me. I know.

Grian: Mumbo?

Mumbo: Yeah?

Grian: How long ago did they disappear?

Mumbo: A while?

Grian: ... That's not good. Ok. This way.

*Grian brings you both to a somehow hidden uh...*

Mumbo: Uh? What is this?

Grian: It's a warp pad. Best method of transportation between long distances.

Mumbo: I've never seen one of these?

Grian: We mostly stay in the diamond's palace, of course you didn't.

*And like that Grian grabs you and Scar and everything goes white... Then, you are somewhere else as a wave of nausea hits you. A peridot comes up to Grian.*

Unknown Peridot: My diamond. I did not expect your presence. It's an honour-

Grian: There's a batch of gems I specifically requested. Where are they?

Unknown Peridot: Oh yes, those would be the gems in row 279 columns 17, 18 and 19, but they have not yet emerged-

Grian: Perfect. That will be all.

Unknown Peridot: Uh. Yes, my diamond.

*The peridot leaves and the three of you to descend through the kindergarten.*

Mumbo: Grian?? Coming here ourselves? Won't the other diamonds think you are irresponsible?

Grian: Two birds one stone, right? Might delay me getting a colony.

Mumbo: They'll have questions.

Grian: I'll just say I was here for research or something. Better then leaving Jimmy, Scott and Tango with gems loyal to the diamonds.

Mumbo: ...

*You soon reach what seems to be the right place... A wall of rock*

Grian: So they haven't popped out yet, good.

Scar: ... Sooo anyone wants to bet on who, uh, pops out first?

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Mumbo: ... I'm not betting against you, Scar.

Scar: What? Why? It's just, uh, a completely innocent bet.

Mumbo: Yeah, no. I'm not falling for that.

Grian: I think one of them is coming now.

*You turn towards the wall, now a bright shape almost emanating from the rock... then dust blinds your vision*

Grian: Ugh, I forgot about that.

*As the dust settles, a somewhat familiar, albeit different form, emerges... Too distracted looking at his own dress to notice you *

Scott: Hmm. This looks better than I thought. Not at all like the dress I used to wear back at Rivendell, but it's not bad. I don't appreciate being so short though.

*As you come closer, you notice that Scott's body is, in fact, a lot shorter than you and Scar, and around Grian's knee height.*

Scar: I actually thought Jimmy would emerge first.

Grian: Same.

*You don't get to speak as another glow catches your attention, this time you are prepared and protect yourself from the explosion of dust*

Tango: Finally! I'm out!

*Tango's form is as short as Scott's... maybe even slightly shorter. But that's where the similarities end. That's not what catches your attention though...*

Mumbo: Fire hair? Rubies in this world don't have fire hair.

Scar: They have fire powers.

Grian: No, Mumbo's right. They don't.

Tango: Oh, come on! I just started existing! What did I do wrong already?

Scott: Ok, well, uh. What if you say... Ok, Grian, what if you told the diamonds that Tango is an experimental new variety of ruby?

Grian: I can do that. Yes. Better we hide him until then though. We don't want him to be shattered.

Tango: I hate this already. I've just gotten a body and now I have to hideficate? Not fair.

*You look at the wall again... nothing*

...

Scar: So... how long until Jimmy's done?

Tango: We don't really know.

Scott: Yeah, once we started the whole emerging thing, we stopped hearing each other.

Mumbo: So we wait?

Grian: Unless you want to leave Jimmy alone.

Mumbo: You could have just said yes.

*So you wait*

Mumbo: Is anything happening?

Scott: Nope.

Mumbo: Ugh.

Grian: This is karma for all the times I come late to Jimmy's game nights.

*So you wait some more*

Scar: Soooo. Scott?

Scott: Yeah?

Scar: Sapphires get ice powers right?

Scott: ... Yes?

Scar: And it's really hot-

Scott: I'm not cooling you with them. I don't really have a good experience with using ice magic on people.

Mumbo: Also we aren't human, how are you even feeling hot?

Scar: I don't know, ok!?

*And wait*

...

Scar: So you can see the future now right?

Scott: Yes.

Scar: What do you see?

Scott: Just-

*Scott freezes in place for a second*

Scott: Everyone step away from the wall.

*As you do, it begins to glow, and then it explodes... As the dust dissipates, there is no Jimmy, however. Just a glowing white moving mass... you can clearly see two different gems*

Tango: Two? Why are there two?

Grian: I... I don't know.

*And a second after, just like that... the glow is gone and in place of it is... Jimmy.*

Jimmy: Uh. Hi everyone.

Scott: Jimmy. That was... unnecessarily dramatic.

Jimmy: I didn't do it on purpose.

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Mumbo: ... Why do you have two gems? Why does Jimmy get two gems?

Grian: That's the question... Jimmy come here.

Jimmy: Uh... oh... sure?

*Grian grabs Jimmy's hands and observes them closely*

Mumbo: So?

Grian: I have a theory. Kind of.

Scott: The floor is yours, Grian.

Grian: So. These gems were made entirely so you could exist in this universe, that was why I made them.

Tango: ... And?

Grian: So. My theory is that, at some point, something happened, maybe there was too much, uh, "juice" in the injectors, that caused the formation of two separate and possibly weaker gems instead of one. So when they emerged, they were too separate to be a single gem, but were also both supposed to hold Jimmy's consciousness at the same time.

Mumbo: So they fused immediately.

Grian: Yes.

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Mumbo: So can Jimmy like. Unfuse now? What would even happen if he does?

Grian: ... I have no idea. Jimmy?

Jimmy: I, uh. I'm good. I would rather not see what happens.

Scar: Damn.

Jimmy: Scar???

Scar: I'm curious!

Jimmy: And I'm not doing it.

Grian: Yeah, yeah-

*Grian suddenly gets this distracted look on his face, like he's not here fully, then he tenses*

Mumbo: Grian?

Grian: Uh?

Jimmy: Did something happen?

Grian: It's nothing.

Mumbo: Grian, don't lie to us.

Grian: Just... a feeling.

Scott: Just a feeling? And what is this feeling?

Grian: It's hard to describe. It's like I am sensing something?

Mumbo: What-

*Grian turns and begins running through the kindergarten*

Tango: ... What was that?

Mumbo: I have no idea

Tango: Should we go after him or something?

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*You begin running after Grian*

Mumbo: I swear, if we get lost here-

Scar: Wait for me!

Scott: Not like we have anything better to do.

*You follow Grian as he descends through the kindergarten, then he turns and jumps into what looks to be a fissure of some kind*

Tango: Where in the world is he going???

Mumbo: I. Have no idea.

*You enter into a cave and keep following Grian as he goes deeper and deeper in the depths of Homeworld... And then he stops.*

Mumbo: Grian. What the hell was that!?!

*He is still, looking down at a hole that seems to go down for kilometers*

Grian: There is... something. Under there, at the bottom. I felt it for a few moments, but I am sure something was calling me? No. Praying works better.

Mumbo: Something?

Grian: I don't know how to describe it? It's something like us. Something that was put into this world.

Scott: So by "something", you mean "someone"?

Grian: Yes. Yes. Someone. Things don't pray.

Scott: ... Well-

Grian: Usually.

Jimmy: But who- unless, do you think... the people who fell into the rift?

Tango: Can't be all of them. Doc said they were scattered.

Scott: "Can't be all of them" doesn't mean that it can't be one of them.

Grian: They have a magic of some kind too. It's powerful enough I could sense it from here.

Scar: Too bad we can't climb down.

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*You look at Jimmy*

Mumbo: We could fly down.

Jimmy: What? No way.

Scar: Oh, are we riding Jimmy!? Can I go first?

Grian: Scar-

Jimmy: Not happening. I'm not strong enough to carry all of you. Especially Grian, in this universe, he's twice my size.

Grian: Lapis Lazulis are stronger than they seem.

Jimmy: I physically can't hold you, Grian, you are bigger then me, I don't know how I could hold you AND everyone else!

Tango: I could stay here?

Jimmy: ... Still a no.

Scar: We could just jump in. It's not going to shatter us.

Grian: And how are we getting back up, genius?

Scar: ... Climbing.

...

Scott: I'm not climbing a wall in a dress. That sounds like a nightmare.

Mumbo: I still think Jimmy is our best bet.

Jimmy: How?

Mumbo: Can't you like. Make a ball of water around us? And bring us down like that?

Jimmy: There's no water here??

Scar: You could use the water of your wings?

Jimmy: ... How am I getting down with no wings?????

Mumbo: ... You could bring us down one by one.

Scott: I'm going to veto that. With how deep this hole is, it's going to take ages to go back and forth like that.

Jimmy: Yeah. I'm not doing that.

Grian: ... Mumbo is right though. Jimmy is the best option.

Mumbo: I am? Nice to see I'm not crazy.

Scar: You're our only hope Jimmy!

Tango: ... Was that a Star War-

Grian: But you can't do it alone, you'll need my help.

Jimmy: Yeah?

*Grian offers Jimmy his hand*

Grian: Don't tell I never do anything for you.

Jimmy: This whole thing is for you though-

Grian: Shhh. No disagreeing, just dance.

*It's not really a long or complex dance... barely even a dance... more Grian messing with Jimmy as they begin to glow... You step a way as the light grows... and grows*

????: Do not be afraid.

Guardian: Your guardian is here to help.

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Mumbo: You are ... a lot bigger than Grum.

Guardian: I am? I didn't notice.

Mumbo: Love the sarcasm-

Guardian: Oh no. It wasn't sarcasm. It's just really hard to notice.

Scar: ... Is it?

Tango: Why are you an angel?

Guardian: Huh?

Scott: You can't just ask someone why they are an angel.

Scar: Really insensitive.

Tango: ... How?

Guardian: Oh well... Jimmy had the wings, and Grian had the weird crown halo thingy, so it makes sense to me!

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Mumbo: Knowing Grian and Jimmy, there's no way you'll behave like an angel.

Guardian: What? I don't know what you are talking about. My components would never do something mischievous or self serving.

Scar: ... Well.

Scott: That's a lie.

Tango: Yeah. Listen. I love Jimmy, great guy and all, but definitely not an angel.

Guardian: Ok, listen, the angel thing is kind of an aesthetic thing, don't look too deep into it... So you do want help getting down or?

Mumbo: Yeah, yeah.

Scar: Can I sit on your shoulders?

Guardian: ... Yeah I'm not doing that, you are kinda the biggest one of you four. I can carry you bridal style.

Scar: You strike a good bargain friend... Alright then!

Guardian: To be honest, I didn't expect you to say yes. Ok then. Scott, Tango, grab onto my shoulder. Mumbo, grab onto my hand. Scar, I'll carry.

*And like that, you are off and slowly descending through the cavern*

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*You make the bad, no, horrible... absolutely terrible mistake of looking down into the cavern that doesn't seem to end*

Mumbo: Oh, that... oh that is quite deep.

*You hold onto Guardian a lot tighter*

Guardian: Mumbo? Is something wrong?

Mumbo: What? N-no?

Guardian: ... Did you look down?

Mumbo: What? Noooo-

*You don't get to answer as Guardian throws you upwards before catching you with... Scar?*

*You, uh... scream a lot when it happens*

Scar: Ouch, my face.

Mumbo: What was that for?!??

Guardian: If you are afraid holding my hand, I'll just carry you too.

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Mumbo: So. uh, Scar. ... Come here often?

Scar: Uh. Not really. This is new.

Mumbo: Yeah... Same for me.

Scar: ... Can you move your arm... It hurts a bit.

Mumbo: O-oh yeah uh-

*You try to turn your body*

Scar: Oh no no, go back this is worse.

*You turn again*

Mumbo: Is this better, mate?

Scar: You- ugh... Your knee!

Mumbo: My- oh uh, right, uhhh, sorry about that?

Scar: It's fine-

Guardian: Will the two of you stop moving, it's really hard to carry you like this.

Mumbo: Oh, so sorry that our pain inconveniences you.

Guardian: I will drop both of you.

Mumbo: Wha- mate! This is your fault!

Guardian: I can't hear you.

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Mumbo: Scar? We need to annoy him... Ideas?

Scar: Are you sure? I don't want to be dropped.

Mumbo: We're immortal, plus He-they... I don't know actually, Guardian?

Guardian: Yeah?

Mumbo: Do you use he/him cause Jimmy and Grian both use it and you are them... combined or...?

Guardian: Oh yeah, sure, didn't really think about it.

Mumbo: Ok, thanks! Anyway, he won't drop us. He's bluffing.

Guardian: Am not!

Mumbo: Are too!

Scott: Oh my gods, shut up!

Mumbo: ANYWAY ideas?

Scar: Ok... ok... I could take my clothes off?

Mumbo: ...what.

Tango: What?????

Scott: What.

Guardian: WHAT!?

Scar: No, listen. Grian is always like, "Scar put your clothes on!" And Guardian is part Grian! It would definitely work!

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Mumbo: ... What about the Jimmy part?

Scar: I. Didn't think that far.

Mumbo: I have an idea... Say that again.

Scar: I, uh, didn't think that far?

Mumbo: If I had a nickel for every time you said that I-

Guardian: Oh my gosh! I WILL actually drop you.

Mumbo: You wouldn't.

Guardian: Are you sure?

Mumbo: ...

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Mumbo: I. Dare. You.

Guardian: Ok.

Mumbo: Wait, what-

*And just like that, you are falling with Scar*

Scar: Nooo- oof.

*And you hit the ground immediately after.*

Mumbo: I, uh, I didn't... What just happened? How?

Guardian: We already reached the bottom. You were just too busy to notice.

Mumbo: I-

Guardian: Are you alright there, Scar?

Scar: Yeahhhh... Mumbo, can you get up?

Mumbo: Oh yeah, let me just... yeah.

*As you do, Scott and Tango get of Guardian's shoulders*

Guardian: I'm going to unfuse now unless anyone has anything to say about it.

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Mumbo: Yeah, yeah, we're good.

Guardian: Perfect!

*In a flash, Guardian glows and splits back into Jimmy and Grian*

Jimmy: Ugh, my everything hurts.

Grian: Really? I feel fine.

Jimmy: Can you guys like... do your thing? While I lay down? I'll wait for you.

Scar: ... Sure!

Mumbo: Scar!?

Scar: What? It's his idea.

Tango: We are not leaving Jimmy behind.

Scott: It would be funny though.

Tango: ...

Scott: You know I'm right.

Tango: ... Still. We're not abandonificating him here.

Jimmy: Ugh, then like... give me a second.

Grian: Hurry up, I'm not carrying you.

Mumbo: We could drag him-

Jimmy: I'm up! I'm up!

Scar: Alright, let's go then-

Grian: Where are you going??? I'm the one who can feel where the mystery is.

Scott: Then where is it, great watcher?

Tango: We bow to you, knower of things.

Grian: Ah ah. Very funny. It's- uh

Scar: Grian? Everything good?

Grian: Give me a second, I lost them being fused with Jimmy.

Jimmy: Of course you make it my fault.

Mumbo: ... Great. We have no idea where they are.

Grian: Shut it. It's that direction.

Tango: ...

Scott: Ah yes. The cave wall.

Scar: Do we need to dig? We have no pickaxes here so-

Grian: What? No. Behind the wall... I think. It's definitely more likely then inside it.

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Mumbo: We could try exploring this cavern, it might loop around.

Grian: ... I guess?

Tango: It works.

Scott: Better than digging.

Jimmy: Yeah.

Scar: Alright! Let's go everyone!

*You and the others begin making your way through the cave*

*Then suddenly, a shadow moves in the darkness of the cavern, as it happens, you feel Grian still again.*

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Mumbo: Grian!? What's wrong?!?

*You run to Grian as soon as you see him stagger*

Grian: It's them. The being I felt.

Scott: And we've lost them again. Great.

Jimmy: They can't be that fast, we can catch up.

Tango: I don't understand, if they are really one of the missing people, why are they running?

Scott: We don't look exactly like we do normally, you need to know I'm me to see the resemblance.

Scar: Hey! Mystery person! We're not here to hurt you! I promise?

*Silence, and then suddenly, a spike of ice erupts from the ground, it almost reaches Scar's neck.*

Scar: Oh that's, uh... Hermitcraft! You know Hermitcraft? We are like you!

????: Wait. Are you actually?

Scar: Yeah??

????: Oh I'm... so sorry about that.

*A figure emerges from the shadows... It's familiar, but you don't recognize her... Scott and Jimmy seemingly do though, as they gasp*

Scott: I can't believe it!

????: Wait, Scott?? You're here too! And Jimmy, is that you?

Jimmy: Yeah... Oh gosh, we were so worried when you fell into the rift.

Scar: Uh... Grian? Do we know her?

Grian: I think she's from Empires?

Scar: ... Why was she in Hermitcraft when the whole rift 2.0 happened?

Tango: 'Cause we called a bunch of people to help cause we didn't expect the three of you to become gods and breakificate reality.

*The woman turns to you*

????: Oh sorry. I got so excited seeing Jimmy and Scott. Did we, uh, meet back during the first rift? I don't really remember you.

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Mumbo: I'm going to be honest, mate. I wasn't there, and I don't know who you are. At all.

Shelby: Oh. That's good.

Mumbo: It is?

Shelby: Would be more embarrassing if we met, and I didn't remember you.

Scott: I still don't understand though, how is she a gem? You had to make gem just for us.

Scar: Well we, uh, also popped out as gems right?

Mumbo: Yeah, when we first arrived, the universe kinda rewrote itself to fit us inside. Must have done the same to her.

Grian: I'll have to fix her code though, while I had to weave us into this world, she was kinda thrown at it... and it really shows.

Scar: Oh no! What's wrong?

Grian: Well first of all, I felt her from hundred of meters away, she doesn't fit properly. There aren't even green sapphires in the original version of this universe.

Shelby: I, uh, kinda realized that part, when I first appeared they started running after me for being "Off colour"... I had to hide here to stay safe. Can you fix it?

Grian: I... At this point no, would do more harm than good, but I can fix your code, so it doesn't break around you. It's going to take some time though. And it's going to be weird.

Shelby: That's alright... I.

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Mumbo: Do you need a distraction while Grian does his thing?

Shelby: ... Yeah.

Mumbo: Sooo, how long have you been in this world?

Shelby: A long time, it's really hard to tell from underground. I've... You haven't met any of the others that fell in, did you?

Mumbo: Not really. Jimmy, Scott and Tango chose to come here. Why?

Shelby: Katherine was with me, I grabbed onto her, and we fell together.

Mumbo: I- Katherine?

Scott: Another player from Empires. Shelby and her are... close.

Mumbo: Oh I... I'm sure we'll find her? If you were together when you fell in, then she must be in this world too... somewhere... right? Grian?

Grian: Maybe. If she did, she can't be close. Maybe she hasn't even emerged yet.

Shelby: ...

Grian: ... But I'm sure we'll find her, we find you after all.

Shelby: You're right, yes, we'll find her.

*Time passes as Grian is absorbed in fixing Shelby's code*

Scar: How is it going G?

Grian: I'm almost done.

Tango: Finally!

Grian: Just a few things, Shelby, you aren't connected to the future like actual sapphires. I don't know if it's because you didn't fit your code for this universe, or because you emerged an off colour, but I don't think I can fix it.

Shelby: That's alright, didn't have future vision before, so I'm not losing anything.

Grian: But you seem to have the ability to see the present?

Shelby: Like... most people?

Grian: Not like, normal vision. More like, seeing somewhere else in the present.

Shelby: What?

Jimmy: Do you mean... like a watcher?

Grian: Well, I wouldn't go that far. As far as I can see, whatever off colour sapphire variant you are is supposed to see the present instead of the future. In your case, it's just really broken since you were thrown in this world.

Shelby: Can you fix it?

Grian: Yes, already working on it. There's another thing though, you are witch right?

Shelby: Yes????

Grian: Your witch powers are still here, though weaker. You get to use your lightning magic.

Shelby: Oh that's... good? Is it good? You look worried?

Grian: No it's just... When I put myself, Scar and Mumbo into this world, I tweaked our abilities so they would fit. I edited my sight a bit so that it would be a gem ability instead of a watcher ability, and even then it was so powerful it made me a diamond.

Scar: That worked out well for us! Wouldn't have been able to make Scott, Jimmy and Tango a body!

Grian: Point is. Shelby's magic is unedited, and I have no idea if reality will break if she uses said magic.

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Mumbo: Well, there is one way to find out.

Shelby: I, uh, my magic isn't really... It gets out of hand normally.

Jimmy: We'll be here if something happens.

Scott: You are actively being hunted, it's better to experiment now safely than find out later.

Shelby: I- alright, do I try some storm magic? It's the one I'm best at.

Grian: Might as well.

Shelby: Here goes nothing.

*There is light, there is warmth and then-*

Grian: Mumbo!

*Poof*

...

Congrats

You've dissipated your form

Ugh

...

This is ... new.

If you remember right that means you should regenerate now.

... Not now now though, you feel too tired...

...

Time passes

...

You should try to Imagine your form.

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You imagine a different outfit.

Maybe not too different but...

Hmmm

You change your suit slightly, less loose.

Ugh

It's harder then you thought it would be.

...

...

Your brain blanked completely there.

You don't like this place.

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No you can't get distracted like this.

You focus on the form.

You feel it in your mind.

Then. You reach for it.

Scar: Mumbo! You're back!

Scott: I told you.

Jimmy: You have future vision, it doesn't count!

Grian: Guys, he just woke up, give him space.

Mumbo: Ugh. That's... poofing right? It was really weird. What... What happened?

Grian: Shelby tried to use lightning magic and it... hit you in the face.

Tango: It was like boom! All over your face, and then you went poof and disappeared.

*You look around... wait*

Mumbo: Where is Shelby?

Jimmy: She, uh.

Scott: She decided to stay underground for now, as an off colour, she is in big danger of being shattered.

Mumbo: Oh... and you agreed?

Grian: She wasn't wrong. She is the one most in danger, and having her here right next to the diamonds would be a bad idea.

*You nod silently, guess it makes sense-*

*-There are louds steps approaching, Grian straightens his posture*

Grian: Ok, that's one of the diamond. Jimmy and Tango, you have to hide.

Tango : Flee with extra flee, got it!

Grian: Scar, act like a guard. Scott, you can stay, but try to not bring attention to you.

Scott: I'll try.

Grian: Mumbo, tell me who it is and then let her in.

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Mumbo: Alright mate, I'm on it.

*You prepare yourself and step outside- just to almost get walked over by a very stressed looking Pink Diamond*

Pink Diamond: Violet's Pearl! You need to let me in, I need to see Violet immediately!

Mumbo: Violet is... in a meeting right now.

Pink Diamond: Well, I need to see her now! It's an emergency!

Mumbo: I'll go get hi-her... my diamond.

Pink Diamond: Be quick.

*It's only now that you look to the side, it's Pink Diamond's pearl...her eye cracked... You enter the room*

Mumbo: Grian! It's Pink Diamond and the pink pearl... she's-

Grian: Is her eye cracked already? That was fast.

Mumbo: You knew it was going to happen? ... Of course you do, why am I even surprised anymore?

Grian: Let her in. Scott, maybe it's safer if you hide as well.

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Mumbo: Wait, wait, if you knew this was going to happen, why did you let it happen??

Grian: It's not like I knew the exact moment it would happen, plus the diamonds shatter gems on the regular. I'm not going to risk the rebellion not happening over one gem.

Mumbo: I'm... you're right It's just... nevermind. I'll go let her in.

*You barely open the door that Pink diamond is barreling inside while dragging the poor pearl behind*

Pink Diamond : Violet! Violet I messed up!

Grian: What in the- what happened to your pearl?

*... It's not exactly Grian's most convincing act, but the other diamond must be too stressed to notice*

Pink Diamond: She, uh... We were playing and -

Grian: The truth.

Pink Diamond: ...

Grian: I can't help if you don't tell me everything.

Pink Diamond: I went to White to ask for my own colony, and she said no, and that's not fair! Blue and Yellow are getting you one and I don't!?! I'm just as important as you all, but they say I'm not ready!

*Her voice is getting louder, you see the cracked pearl wince*

Grian: The pearl? What happened to the pearl?

*That seems to work in calming the diamond down*

Pink Diamond: Right... I went to White and she said no, too, and I got so angry, I needed to scream! And I did! ... And she was too close and my powers... I healed her gem, but she is still cracked! I even went to the reef, and it said there was nothing it could do.

Grian: ... And you went to me? Why? Why not Blue or Yello-

Pink Diamond: Yellow and Blue can't know! Please! Please please please please pleeeeease don't tell them!

Grian: And we're definitely not getting White... I don't know what I can even do, Pink.

Pink Diamond: I- just take a look please, please, pretty please?

Grian: I'll... try? Can you meet me at the reef and bring her there?

Pink Diamond: Thank you thank you Violet!!!

*And like that both are gone*

Grian: ... I can't fix her. Pink needs to get a new pearl for the rebellion to happen.

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Mumbo: Can't we just take her? Just say it's for research like you do for everything.

Grian: I can't just use that excuse for everything, Mumbo. They'll stop believing it. Plus, she needs to be taken by White for the story to happen.

Mumbo: ... Does she?

Grian: Yes...?

Scott: Does she really?

Grian: Are you... siding with Mumbo?

Scott: Listen, Grian, I get it Pink Diamond needs to get a different Pearl for the rebellion to happen. I get that part, Mumbo gets that part, Scar gets that part-

Scar: What?

Scott: Ok, he doesn't, but he wasn't listening. If he was, he would.

Grian: Your point?

Scott: Does White have to be the one to take her? Like, she has to be taken, but will the timeline change THAT much if you take her for "research" instead of letting the creepy mind control god-tyrant take her?

Grian: Listen, I've done time travel before and changing the past is always messy.-

*You go to interrupt, but he raises his hand*

Grian: -And I know this isn't time travel, but since I know the Steven Universe storyline and that's in the future... It's basically the same thing

Tango: Does it really matter? That rebellion might not even happen just because we're here.

Scott: Tango is not wrong either. The original timeline had 4 diamonds. This one has 5. That's already a big change.

Mumbo: ... Let "me" make the choice.

Grian: And by that you mean-

Mumbo: Let the readers do it, they did save or behind multiple times already.

Grian: ... Alright.

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Mumbo: ... They say to risk it and save Pink Pearl from 6000 years of mind control.

Grian: Fine... yeah, I can work with that. Jimmy, Scott, Tango. You three can stay here. Scar? Do you want to come along?

Scar: Yeah!

Jimmy: Ughhh. We don't get to do anything! There's nothing to do around here!

Grian: ... Jimmy, you can control water and my diamond essence extraction pool thing has lots of it... find something to do.

Jimmy: Ohhh yeah, I forgot about that.

Grian: ... Alright. Let's go to the reef.

Scott: Good luck~

...

*You follow closely behind Grian as you, him, and Scar make your way to the warp*

Mumbo: Are we not taking the ship?

Grian: We could... but my ship isn't fully built, and we don't want the other diamonds to know.

Mumbo: ... I guess that makes sense...

Grian: ...

Mumbo: I'm going to be honest ,mate, last time we "warped" felt really weird.

Grian: That's normal, I think. It IS semi-teleportation.

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Mumbo: Semi teleportation?? It's either teleportation or not.

Grian: Well, warping is kinda in the middle of the two.

Mumbo: ... how does that work???

Grian: Weeeell... warping feels like teleporting, but it's not instant and when warping, you travel through these streams of light, which imply some kind of jump to another dimension of some kind.

Scar: So it's a bit like traveling through the Nether?

Grian: No! ... yes?? Maybe. I never thought about it, but it's slightly similar.

Mumbo: That's not confusing at all.

Grian: Listen, this universe was created as a cartoon about a kid and his dead mom's friends crying and singing a lot. It's not sci-fi. Just accept this is how it works. Our world was created by a bunch of nerds playing a game and recording themselves, we aren't that much better.

Mumbo: Yeah... that's not something I want to think about. It's a bit uncomfortable.

Grian: Is it? Have you considered... skill issue.

Mumbo: Well that's just rude, mate.

Grian: Listen. Mumbo. You are controlled by a bunch of beings who make decisions for you through polls, we killed each other in multiple ways, I was mind-connected to every version of me that exists, we ascended to what is basically godhood squared... godhood cubed even, we jumped into a completely different universe from our own... And a thirty year old playing computer games makes you uncomfortable?

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Mumbo: ... Our life is insane and you are even more so.

Grian: It took you this long to notice?

Mumbo: ... No. But still, It's true. How are you so unphased?

Grian: It's easy. You should try...

Mumbo: ...

Grian: ...

Mumbo: ...?

Grian: -Anyway.

Mumbo: What!? You can't just not elaborate???

Grian: ... Anyway.

Scar: I think he can?

Mumbo: Don't side with him!

Grian: Oh, look. The warp. We should get back to warping.

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Mumbo: ... I love you, but like... I really hate you sometimes.

Grian: And isn't that so much more fun?

Mumbo: You have... issues.

Grian: Don't we all? Scar, how many issues do you have?

Scar: A lot!

Grian: See, it's totally normal.

Mumbo: Or maybe we are all abnormal, I'd say that's more likely.

Grian: Well, you know how it is. If everyone is abnormal, then no one is.

Mumbo: ...

Grian: What?

Mumbo: Did you just... quote The Incredibles at me, mate?

Grian: ...

Mumbo: Oh. You totally did.

Grian: I hoped you wouldn't notice.

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Mumbo: Good job, now I can't take this conversation seriously.

Grian: You were late, then. I wasn't taking it seriously from the start.

Mumbo: Yeah, that's the problem???

Grian: Is it though?

Mumbo: Yeahhh????

Grian: I didn't know not being upset was a bad thing.

Mumbo: You are too relaxed about these life altering revelations??

Grian: Listen, Mumbo, that whole thing with the cabin was pretty much my existential crisis. I already got that angst out of my system. You'll get over it, too, with time.

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Mumbo: Hopefully I don't end up almost destroying a universe in the process.

Grian: Ah ah ah, very funny. I don't need your sass.

Mumbo: You were the one who brought it up, mate. Don't start blaming me.

Grian: Listen. I only tried to destroy the universe like... one, two... Three times.

Mumbo: That's not- wait, what do you mean three times!?

*You don't get an answer as the warp lights up, and you feel yourself being transported*

Scar: Ohhhh, that felt funny.

Grian: Probably because it's a longer distance?

Mumbo: Warn me BEFORE you do that. I, ughh, I feel sick.

Grian: How? We don't even have stomachs in this body.

Mumbo: Don't- ugh- just, nod in sympathy or something.

Grian: I would, but we don't have the time. Pink Diamond is many things, but in this part of her character arc, she is not patient.

Mumbo: Don't call it that. It's weird to talk about the character arcs of real people... real gems... you know what I mean!

Grian: Ok well, she is young and impulsive-

Scar: Impulse mention?

Grian: What?

Scar: Sorry... just feels like I'm third wheeling in this conversation.

Grian: That's because you don't do crazy things like feeling existential horror and being annoying about it.

Mumbo: ANNOYING!?!? You- you- you massive spoon!

Scar: ... I thought he was going to swear.

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Mumbo: Wait, this isn't Hermitcraft. I don't have to filter myself.

Grian: You don't have to, no. Did you just notice?

Mumbo: I'm going to say it.

Grian: Say what?

Mumbo: I- you.

Grian: Me?

Mumbo: You Grian are... A, uh

Grian: I'm waiting.

Mumbo: You are an... You are a massive wanker!

Scar: ... A what.

Grian: Wait. Is that. Is that really what you decided to go with? Wanker? You use to swear like a sailor years ago. Couldn't even call me a bitch or something -

Scar: Grian!!?!?!

Mumbo: I wasn't prepared, ok? I joined Hermitcraft when I was 17! It's... It's been a long time.

Grian: Literally nobody is forcing you, it was your idea????

Scar: Grian. You. I. You????

Mumbo: It's the principle, ok? Didn't think I'd struggle this hard, mate. It's not my fault.

Grian: I-

Scar: Wha... Grian??????

Mumbo: ... I think you broke Scar.

Grian: What? You are right, this isn't Hermitcraft. Also, I don't think Mr. "tearing shit down" should act shocked over swearing.

Scar: I didn't think Grian could swear???

Grian: Well that's just insulting. I'm not 5. I am a grown man. I know what swears are, I just have more class than that.

Mumbo: Oh, right, you didn't meet him back before Hermitcraft.

Scar: Wha- oh, did Grian swear a lot before?

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Mumbo: Teen Grian was... well... Imagine a sad wet kitten with the mouth of a sailor.

Scar: Really?

Grian: Oh, look. The reef. The place we should go to in order to progress the story.

Mumbo: He's so very embarrassed by it.

Grian: And the architecture of this structure, we should really pay attention to it.

Mumbo: He hates it so much. There was this cassette tape from when he was a kid, I probably still have it in my ender chest.

Grian: ...

Mumbo: Maybe I can figure out a way to show you-

Grian: I would rather experience high school AND Evo again than having someone else see that.

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Mumbo: I don't understand, G. With you and Scar being so close, he should get the joy of experiencing teenage you in all his, uh, sailor mouthed wet kitten-ess.

Grian: Ughhh. Whyyyy. This is awful.

Mumbo: Oh come on mate. Why are you so embarrassed?

Grian: I can think of a few reasons.

Mumbo: Every one has past phases they are embarrassed of, it happens.

Scar: Yeah! When I was younger, I got stuck fighting for my life in a zombie apocalypse!

Mumbo: And, uh, was it... fun?

Scar: Nope! I really really really hated it! ... I got to shoot guns a lot though, so that part was fun. Just like everything else wasn't fun.

Mumbo: Huh. That's not exactly what I meant... but I appreciate the thought??? What I meant is that there's no reason to be embarrassed.

Grian: First of all, you literally brought it up to embarrass me-

Mumbo: -The point still stands-.

Grian: -Second of all. A zombie apocalypse? How did that even happen?

Scar: Oh it's like. Normal zombies except if they bite you-

Grian: No I- I know how it works mechanically. How did you get stuck there?

Scar: Ohhh! Oooh yes... that just happened one day. No zombies and then boom! Suddenly zombies.

Grian: Sounds like a regular Tuesday afternoon to me.

Mumbo: That sounds... not that bad. It's just zombies, we do that every day in Hermitcraft.

Scar: Oh no. It wasn't just that. There was no healing from food, and I had to find bandages and blood bags and drugs-

Mumbo: Drugs!??!

Scar: -and healing wouldn't fix anything completely, and it left scarring everywhere-

Mumbo: Wait. Is that where the scars came from?

Grian: Huh. Scar? Did I ever tell you about how I went to high school in Japan?

Scar: You did!?

*Scar and Grian start whispering to eachother, so softly that you can only hear parts of their conversation... something about stabbing and plastic and headphones*

Mumbo: Ok, what is happening right now!?

Grian: We are clearly bonding over intense trauma.

Scar: What he said.

Grian: You are too sane to understand.

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Mumbo: Ok, not true, I have trauma too!

Scar: ... you do?

Grian: I don't think I've actually ever heard Mumbo talk about his childhood.

Mumbo: I, uh... was more talking about the body horror in season 8. You know. When I was forced to be a pig?

Scar: Pig boy!

Grian: You mean that time you crushed me to death to harvest my soul?

Scar: He did what!?

Mumbo: Well-

Scar: Nuh uh. You can't just steal souls, that's a vex thing!

Grian: And watcher thing. And a demon thing... and fae thing... and god thing... and vampire thing-

Scar: Ah! I knew it! You're a vampire!

Mumbo: I'm not!

Scar: Are too!

Mumbo: Not! I just... stay up too late working on redstone and end up sleeping during the morning.

Scar: Suspicious.

Mumbo: It's not. I just have a really bad sleeping schedule, mate.

Scar: Keeping an eye on you.

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Mumbo: I already have Grian for that.

Grian: Now, you didn't have to bring it up like that.

Mumbo: If I didn't, you would have instead.

Grian: ... Well, you aren't wrong.

Mumbo: ...

Grian: Want to go deal with Pink now? We got everything out of our systems?

Mumbo: Yeah... she doesn't look like the patient type.

Grian: Not at all. We didn't get to that part of her character development.

*You follow closely behind Grian as he makes his way through the reef, making sure to act your role, as you have no way of knowing when Pink Diamond will show her fac-*

Pink Diamond: Oh! Violet! You're here! That took so long! Have you find a way to fix my pearl?

*The pearl in question, despite the massive crack across her face, seems quite calm.*

Grian: Yes... I was. Searching for solutions.

*An interesting way to say that the three of you were joking around*

Pink Diamond: And?

Grian: I'll have to take your pearl-

Pink Diamond: What!? No! She's mine! You already have one! You don't need two-

Grian: I'll need to take her to find a way to heal her.

Pink Diamond: But-

Grian: She's cracked, Pink. She's defective. If Blue and Yellow find out, they will shatter her. If White finds out...

Pink Diamond: But they'll notice!

Grian: I have a plan, don't worry. You just have to tell them you accidentally shattered her and get a new pearl. Meanwhile, I'll work on a way to fix her while keeping her hidden from the others.

Pink Diamond: But I don't want to give her up!!

Grian: Pink-

Pink Diamond: No! No! No!

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Mumbo: My diamonds, if I may speak?

Grian: Oh? Yes, go ahead-

Pink Diamond: You let your pearl just... talk to you like this?

Grian: Yes. Do you have a problem with it, Pink?

Pink Diamond: No! I just thought- ... Blue and Yellow would never, I thought you were like them.

Grian: Pink. Me and you emerged together. Maybe we have more in common than you thought. Now, my pearl?

Mumbo: I was thinking that even if Pink's pearl has to stay with us... Pink could come visit her?

Pink Diamond: I... Yellow and Blue would be weird about it.

Mumbo: If I may... Blue Diamond suggested to my diamond that the two of you should spend time together.

Pink Diamond: She did?

Grian: She said that I should try to influence you to be more mature.

Pink Diamond: Of course she did!! Ugh! They can't ever take me seriously!

Grian: Yes... then maybe it might work for both of us. You get an excuse to visit your pearl, and I get to not have Blue asking me about it.

Pink Diamond: I... alright. Just, promise to not tell the others.

Grian: I promise.

Pink Diamond: Pinky promise?

Grian: Sure.

Pink Diamond: ... My pearl?

Pink Pearl: Yes Pink?

Pink Diamond: I will be leaving you with Violet, ok? I promise I'll visit, ok?

Pink Pearl: I understand, Pink.

Grian: I'll also have to poof her for a bit.

Pink Diamond: Alright... I'll tell the others I need a new pearl.

*And with one last look at her pearl, she leaves*

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*You approach the pearl*

Mumbo: Are you ok? I promise Gr- Violet will take good care of you.

Pink Pearl: Of course! I'm feeling ok.

*You can't help but notice the crack expanding in size across her face*

Mumbo: Are you sure?

Pink Pearl: Yes-

*And she's gone, one moment she's there and the next, her gem is floating in a bubble*

Mumbo: Wha- Grian!

Grian: What? I said we needed to poof her.

Mumbo: I was talking to her! At least wait a bit, mate.

Grian: You were making her crack worse.

Mumbo: Not on purpose!

Grian: You were still doing it.

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Mumbo: When are we taking her out of the bubble?

Grian: When I have a plan.

Mumbo: A plan?

Grian: The thing is... I don't think I can actually fix her?

Mumbo: Come again?

Scar: Whaaat?

Grian: In the original story, it's found that it's a mental thing. I don't think anything outside mind controlling her would work.

Mumbo: So what? Are we just going to keep her there?

Grian: ... We'll have to take her out when Pink comes to visit.

Mumbo: Grian!

Grian: We're still going to try... just don't get your hopes too high.

Mumbo: ... If It's a mental thing why not just help her?

Grian: Like therapy?

Mumbo: I guess...

Grian: Do any of us look like therapist? I don't think anyone here has even been to therapy ever.

Scar: I could try!

Grian: ... Do you have any experience?

Scar: Nope!

Grian: Ok well, let's go with the second best thing then. I'm going to experiment with diamond extract.

Mumbo: Diamond extract?

Grian: ... Am I going to have to explain?

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Mumbo: Yes. Yes you do.

Grian: ...darn past me, leaving the lore dump to present me.

Mumbo: So?

Grian: So you know the diamonds, big gems. Pink, Blue, Yellow and White.

Scar: And Violet.

Grian: That's me, yes, but there was no violet diamond in the original story. Us being here is an addition, we are not replacing anyone.

Mumbo: So the diamonds?

Grian: Right. This part is a slightly... loose part of the worldbuilding, but the diamonds seem assigned to aspects of sorts. Yellow Diamond can destroy, reshape and fix the physical forms of other gems. Blue Diamond can project her feelings onto others. White Diamond can control minds or channel other minds into her own.

Mumbo: So we have body, mind and heart? What about Pink?

Grian: Pink is... complicated. Her powers are a bit of everything. Super anger that explodes, healing, weird dream travel stuff, possession, bringing life to plants, bringing the dead back to life. I think Soul or Life is the, uh, best way to categorize it.

Scar: What about you?

Grian: ...huh?

Scar: You didn't exist in the original story, but you are a diamond now. Sooo?

Grian: I... don't know... I have only used my watcher powers. Not really any of the powers this universe gave me.

Mumbo: Except fusion.

Grian: Well, yes, we did that together... I... What even is there. We have mind, heart, body and soul. What even is left?

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Mumbo: Maybe we should see what diamond powers you have.

Scar: Oh yeah! I want to see!

Grian: No.

Scar: What? Why not?

Grian: The other diamond's powers vary from mind control to making you explode with lightning. I'm not testing it on you. We are literally gods, power is not a problem-

Scar: Come on! We'll be fine. Even if we go poof, we'll just come back after a while.

Mumbo: He has a point. Shelby threw lightning at me, and I was fine.

Grian: ... Alright. Scar, come here.

Scar: Woo!

*Grian closes his eyes as a weird lilac colored aura manifests around his hand as he points it towards him...

*...then what seems to be a small orange light emerges from Scar's gem and jumps onto Grian's open palm*

Mumbo: What was that?

Scar: Woow, that felt so weird... uhhh

Mumbo: What?

Scar: Where did you come from? I didn't see you!

Mumbo: I... was always here?

Scar: Right. Right. Uh... who are you?

Mumbo: Mumbo?

Scar: What!? You look so different! Is this what Grian meant when he was talking about going to a new world?

Mumbo: ... Grian. Did you take Scar's memory?

Grian: Looks like it. Only those after our arrival here though... which makes sense-

Mumbo: Put them back!

Grian: Oh yeah, right.

*Grian grabs the small light and places it back on Scar's gem, it disappears*

Scar: Oh? No! I knew you looked like that. Oh! Grian can steal memories!

Grian: Great, I'm a glorified rejuvinator.

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Mumbo: I'm sure you have more powers than that.

Grian: Of course I do, It's- ... how did we even get to this point?

Scar: You were talking about the diamonds.

Grian: Right that, so... each diamond has a specialization, and each diamond has an essence, and it's used to make gems. You know that room I have which is basically a hot tub? All the diamonds have one like that. Yellow diamond has a sauna, Blue has a pool, and Pink has this heated room, I guess?

Mumbo: ... Are gems made of diamond sweat?

Grian: ... or tears. Or saliva. At least Pink can. Probably the others too... but yes.

Mumbo: Ew.

Grian: Gems are not organic and it's magic. Just don't think about it.

Mumbo: Why are we talking about diamond sweat??

Grian: Cause like how pink can heal gems with her tears, all the various essences have positive effects on gems. The four essences together were used to heal a shattered gem in the original story.

Scar: Are you going to use this essence thing to try to heal Pink's Pearl?

Grian: Exactly!

Mumbo: Huh.

Grian: Any ideas?

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Mumbo: At least use a bit of Pink's, her whole thing is healing.

Grian: Well, that was the plan already, though it doesn't work on it's own... ugh, I hate this place, we've done what we had to do here, can we just go?

Scar: I agree, I don't like it here.

Grian: Right, ok we are going back.

*Grian turns towards the exit, and you and Scar follow closely behind him*

Section 4: Regent
(Shatter the Diamond section 4 p1)

*Since the Pink Pearl incident, your lives have become much busier. Pink Diamond did tell the others she shattered her pearl and, surprisingly, they didn't question it.*

*Blue Diamond has also become a lot more pushy with the idea of giving Grian a colony as of late... and then she stopped, you thought Grian had it under control, that he convinced her it wasn't a good idea...*

Grian: ... Fuck.

Jimmy: PG!

*You turn your head immediately, even though you had that conversation about not needing to censor yourselves a while ago, hearing something like this is extremely unusual*

Mumbo: Grian?

Grian: I knew her not mentioning it anymore was suspicious.

Mumbo: What are you talking about?

Grian: Ok, so, everyone listen up.

Scott: What's up?

Grian: So, I'm now stuck with a colony. I was just told about it by the diamond communication channel.

Scott: That's fine. I thought we knew this was going to happen eventually.

Grian: I know, but the later the process starts, the more likely it is that the rebellion happens before it can go anywhere.

Tango: And that's not going to work anymore?

Grian: Definitely not.