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I gave up in the middle of animating 💔I'm still thinking, should I post it on yt? Ig I should?... [ANIMATION TEST] what if Verity was hungry? Outside, it had already grown quite dark. Verity was sitting at the craftingtable, waiting for Mob to return. Soon, someone opened the door—it was Mob. Upon entering the house, he said, “I’m home, Verity!” and immediately headed toward the second craftingtable. “Hi, Mob! I see you got some great resources!” Verity said. “Yeah. I guess I should make some armor,” Mob replied, completely focused on crafting. Before getting to work, he added, “By the way, can you turn on some music? It was getting pretty boring mining in silence.” Music began to play. Hearing it, Mob exclaimed, “Damn! Great choice, Verity!” “Agreed!” he replied. After their brief conversation, Mob began crafting a diamond helmet. Soon, he noticed something outside the window. He couldn’t tell what—or who—it was. It was far too dark outside to make anything out. All he could see was darkness and a vague silhouette. Mob began asking Verity, “Um... Verity, are there any playe—” He looked at Verity and noticed that he had no face—only a yellow sphere. “Maybe it’s searching for something...” Mob muttered, turning back toward the window. Silence filled the surroundings, broken only by the music. Listening to it, he wondered, “Even if it’s a player... why isn’t it moving?” he asked himself, continuing to stare out the window. A sudden flash of lightning illuminated everything around him for a brief moment. And then he saw it. The creature was standing outside the window, staring directly at him. Suddenly, it lunged toward him, and Mob took off running. The chase didn’t last long. Soon, he managed to block the creature’s path and hide behind a tree, trying to stay out of sight. The creature smashed through the walls and began searching for him, moving in another direction. Mob decided that he had managed to lose it and stayed behind the tree a little longer than he should have. Suddenly, the creature appeared directly in front of him and began choking him. But Mob managed to break free from its grip and run away. However, the creature continued pursuing him. Mob ran in a circle and returned to the house, trying to call for Verity’s help, but Verity’s face still hadn’t returned. The creature reached the house, but Mob had already barricaded all the entrances, preventing it from easily getting inside. He tried calling out to Verity, but there was no answer. He begged for help, but Verity still had no face. The creature was already very close and was preparing to break inside. And it succeeded. Silence fell. Not a single movement. Not a single sound. The music and screams had stopped. The floor was covered in a red liquid, slowly dripping from the body of the person lying on the floor. The creature calmed down, its hunger subsided. It was satisfied. Mob was no longer breathing—he was dead. #fyp #mcyt #fanart #thatmob #verity
I gave up in the middle of animating 💔I'm still thinking, should I post it on yt? Ig I should?... [ANIMATION TEST] what if Verity was hungry? Outside, it had already grown quite dark. Verity was sitting at the craftingtable, waiting for Mob to return. Soon, someone opened the door—it was Mob. Upon entering the house, he said, “I’m home, Verity!” and immediately headed toward the second craftingtable. “Hi, Mob! I see you got some great resources!” Verity said. “Yeah. I guess I should make some armor,” Mob replied, completely focused on crafting. Before getting to work, he added, “By the way, can you turn on some music? It was getting pretty boring mining in silence.” Music began to play. Hearing it, Mob exclaimed, “Damn! Great choice, Verity!” “Agreed!” he replied. After their brief conversation, Mob began crafting a diamond helmet. Soon, he noticed something outside the window. He couldn’t tell what—or who—it was. It was far too dark outside to make anything out. All he could see was darkness and a vague silhouette. Mob began asking Verity, “Um... Verity, are there any playe—” He looked at Verity and noticed that he had no face—only a yellow sphere. “Maybe it’s searching for something...” Mob muttered, turning back toward the window. Silence filled the surroundings, broken only by the music. Listening to it, he wondered, “Even if it’s a player... why isn’t it moving?” he asked himself, continuing to stare out the window. A sudden flash of lightning illuminated everything around him for a brief moment. And then he saw it. The creature was standing outside the window, staring directly at him. Suddenly, it lunged toward him, and Mob took off running. The chase didn’t last long. Soon, he managed to block the creature’s path and hide behind a tree, trying to stay out of sight. The creature smashed through the walls and began searching for him, moving in another direction. Mob decided that he had managed to lose it and stayed behind the tree a little longer than he should have. Suddenly, the creature appeared directly in front of him and began choking him. But Mob managed to break free from its grip and run away. However, the creature continued pursuing him. Mob ran in a circle and returned to the house, trying to call for Verity’s help, but Verity’s face still hadn’t returned. The creature reached the house, but Mob had already barricaded all the entrances, preventing it from easily getting inside. He tried calling out to Verity, but there was no answer. He begged for help, but Verity still had no face. The creature was already very close and was preparing to break inside. And it succeeded. Silence fell. Not a single movement. Not a single sound. The music and screams had stopped. The floor was covered in a red liquid, slowly dripping from the body of the person lying on the floor. The creature calmed down, its hunger subsided. It was satisfied. Mob was no longer breathing—he was dead. #fyp #mcyt #fanart #thatmob #verity

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