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Directed by - Ricky Tollman / Drama / runtime - 1 H, 39 Min / user ratings - 7,8 of 10 / Audience score - 45 Vote / 
Essa mulher é FODA DEMAIS. Run this town movie cast. Run This. 片寄君カッコ良い！. Run this town lil wayne. Run this town alabama. Run this town spotify. Who else like sit better than Jays version.
For some reason I had the same dream but in math class
IT'S ON SPOTIFY. This song during otr 2 was phenomenal. Did. did you do that remix? Where can I buy it? It's so good. Run this town live. ISIS: Oh shiitt... Beautiful. This evening, like most of the evenings over the past five years, Sky is traveling an all too familiar route toward Orwell, Ohio. A nothing little town where one could spot as many Amish buggies as motor vehicles on the road. In that nothing town, like a lot of nothing towns in northeastern Ohio, there is a large factory. And like most nothing people that live in northeastern Ohio, Sky is a factory worker. Living the American dream. For the third week in a row, her bosses are forcing her into yet another mandatory weekend. She is ready for a day off. Needs it. For the love of whatever god or devil might be looking out for the factory workers of Ohio, she is beyond ready for a night of camping and drinking. Deserves it. Sky groans quietly, briefly, before deciding to suck it up. “What was that? ” a voice asks from the passenger seat. Sky glances over to Bethany in the passenger seat. The fading sun pierces the windshield and casts a bar of light at the top of her head, which bears a slight resemblance to either a halo or a crown. “Huh? ” Sky replies. “You sighed. ” “I did not, ” Sky says and then giggles. “You totally sighed just now, ” Bethany assures, before giggling herself. “I’m just busting your balls. I get it. I feel the same. Another Saturday night in that hellhole is too freaking much. ” “I want to go camping so bad! ” Sky states. “You camp? ” “Sleep on the ground? ” Bethany replies. “Pass. ” “Trust me! You won’t mind the ground, ” Sky clarifies, “because you will be way to drunk to feel anything by the time you are ready to pass out! You won’t be feeling nothing! ” “Truth, ” Bethany replies. “I’ll still pass on that, though. I do wish we were going somewhere else, though. Bar. Club. Strip club. Key West, Florida. Anywhere but back to flippin’ work for the thousandth time. Blows. At least Steve is going to be the floor supervisor. ” Sky gives Bethany another swift glance, her eyes bugging out of her head. “Right! He is soooo sexy. ” “Yes, he is, ” Bethany agrees. “He can supervise my floor, anytime. Along with my couch, my bed, and my shower... and my counter tops while he’s at it. ” Nodding along, Sky adds, “Yeah, Mr. Fine can even supervise the backseat of this car if he wants to. ” Bethany responds with another giggle before exploding into full roaring laughter, a roar Sky joins in on, making it hard for her to see the road through the flow of tears that are blurring her sight. “I might just have to carpool with you on that, too. You know? Bang. Bang. ” “Gross! ” Bethany cries out. “You’re gonna have to wait your turn, nasty girl. ” Bethany is petite. Her skin is smooth and pale. Her dark black hair naturally forms into playful curls. Freckles are found in clusters all across the smooth skin of Bethany’s youthful face. In Sky’s opinion, Bethany resembles an old-time, classic style porcelain doll, similar to the type of doll that Sky’s Na-Na had in the guest bedroom. Along with resembling a porcelain doll, Bethany also speaks with a squeaky voice. The doll-like, almost childlike appearance gives the misleading illusion of Bethany being sweet, innocent, and perhaps a little naïve. Sky almost bought into the illusion, at first. Yet, after getting to know Bethany for no longer than a whopping five minutes, she recognized that the resemblance of being childlike and sweet went only skin deep. It is an unintentional mask that Bethany is forced to wear. Bethany is perverted, blunt, honest, loud, far from innocent, and absolutely hilarious. And after three months of carpooling, Sky is no longer a bit surprised by any of the dirty things that often spill from Bethany’s lips. And it always makes the often grueling ride to work into something somewhat bearable. “How did I ever get stuck riding with your bitch ass every single day? ” Sky asks her passenger jokingly. “Could be fate. Could be luck, ” Bethany explains. “Or it could be a plot to abduct and sell your firm ass as a sex slave that has gone on waaaay too long. God only knows. ” “Truth! ” Sky concedes. “Or it could be that your dumb ass truck broke down on your second day, and I took pity on your sorry ass, broke behind enough to swoop to the rescue. Because I am selfless and awesome like a superhero. Like I’m the Supergirl of northeastern Ohio. Or maybe Wonder Woman. Or some other awesome heroine who wears spandex outside no matter the season. Or something... ” Bethany nods. “Or something. ” “But luckily for you, ” Sky adds, “you also just happen to live in the same town as me. And I just happen to go right by your apartment on my way. Or else you might have been screwed. I mean. I might be totally selfless and heroic but I really hate backtracking. You know? ” “Same, ” Bethany replies. “Hell yeah! ” Sky suddenly blurts. “I love this song. ” Quickly, she removes a hand from the wheel and jumps the volume on her Sirius radio up a few notches. The opening chords to Melissa have begun to play. Not only does she hum along with the sad, crying guitars but, at once, Sky launches into vocals and sings along with the first verse. “Crossroads... seem to come and go... ” Not long after upgrading her blue Honda’s standard stereo system to a satellite radio, Sky discovered a station titled Crossroads. It is a station entirely dedicated to The Allman Brothers and other similar classic rock bands. It was like winning the lottery. Classic rock and roll, especially The Allman Brothers always reminds Sky of camping. Her childhood. And her father. As the final notes of the song begin to play, Sky reaches to turn the music back down. She is suddenly halted by an unexpected explosion of terrible sound, an onslaught of vicious static that forces its way into the blue Honda by savagely erupting throughout the speakers all around the two women. The wicked detonation draws a startled shriek from Bethany and nearly causes Sky to remove both hands from the steering wheel in order to throw up a solid barrier between the harsh static and her fragile ears. For seconds that seem like hours, the sharp clamor slices and cuts at Sky’s brain as she fights to connect clear but scattered thoughts. Somehow, she manages to beat the onslaught and piece together one clear and obvious question. Just when Sky is certain that the bones of her skull are about to shatter against the white noise that beats against them, the static stops as suddenly as it erupted. She finally manages to let loose a lungful of air, unsure at what point she begam to hold her breath. “Are satellite radios even able to get static? ” Sky asks, for some reason. The silence that follows the onslaught is like a glimpse of Heaven. But it is as short-lived as the static has been. Sky honestly and logically expects her radio to return to normal and loud music to resume at once. But that does not happen. Music isn’t what follows in the wake of the explosive noise, but something that confuses Sky even more than the explosion of white noise. A man. A single, resounding voice. Urgent words, like thundering gunshots, begin to bombard the speakers around the two women at a rapid pace, one after another. Bang! Bang! Bang! “Please don’t turn me off, ” the man insists. Pleads. “Please. You need to listen to me. ” Within those rapid words, Sky can easily identify a mixture of both stress and desperation. She brings the volume of the voice down to a reasonable tone but, for some reason, does not switch stations or turn the radio off. She then glances at Bethany, wondering if her passenger is feeling the same type of confusion. The two girls have reached the point of their drive when commonly the day is over and the sun is gone. Not a single sliver of a celestial bonfire remained. Also, a few minutes before, they began traveling through the emptiness and farmlands of Amish Country, away from the bright stores and gas stations of towns like Warren or Champion Heights. Apart from the occasional street light that might whip by, the small digital lights emitting from the radio and dashboard are the only things by which to see. Yet, even in the dimly lit interior of her blue Honda, Bethany’s expression is crystal clear and mirrors Sky’s own bewildered look. Fully meeting Sky’s gaze, Bethany asks, “Is he a DJ? ” “Sirius radio wouldn’t have a DJ, ” Sky reminds Bethany. “Remember? It only has music. That’s why I have to pay $10 a month. ” “Who is he then? ” “I have no clue, ” Sky admits, while the single voice continues to overflow the blue Honda. “It hasn’t begun yet, ” the man says. “The invasion has. But not the war. Not the takeover. Not yet. We still have time. But not much, I’m afraid. ” The frantic man goes on. “I need to be quick. As children we were taught, all of us, to be wary of strangers. Don’t talk to them. They will hurt us. Wrong! We have been wrong the whole time. We have been afraid of the wrong people. It won’t be strangers that get us. ” “What a psycho, ” Bethany states aloud, before asking Sky to change the station. “Invasion never happens like in movies. ” “Right, ” Sky agrees. “I don’t know why people buy into this conspiracy crap. ” “There won’t be any grand invading force. ” “Yeah, ” Bethany replies, “what a loser. ” “That is not how it will happen. ” “Please turn off this garbage, ” Bethany begs yet again, gradually growing more and more aggressive each time she does. “It’s giving me a headache! ” Sky continues to ignore her requests as the man drones onward. “It will not come in the form of an approaching army at our gates, because the enemy will not be using brute, blunt force. They are smarter than that. And the invasion is already happening. Look all around you. The nice new couple that recently moved into the neighborhood two houses down from you. The new handsome or cute employee at your job. The beautiful girl at the local Shop ’n Save that begins to flirt back. The unexpected friend. ” New couple. Cute employee. What? What does that even mean? Sky wonders. An unexpected friend? Most friends are unexpected up to a point. That could mean anything. Anyone. Unexpected friend? It could even mean someone like... Bethany? The single voice continues: “I am not crazy. The invasion has already begun. It’s too late to go back and stop it now. The clock is winding down but it has not reached zero hour yet. “Right under our noses, in plain sight, the enemies have been making their moves. Slowly sliding their pieces into place over the past... I’m not entirely sure how long. Too long. And they are not only infiltrating places of power, they are also casually inserting themselves into the lives of everyday people. Like you. Into your neighborhoods. Into your jobs. Into your inner circles. “In time, they will be everywhere. And when the time comes to strike, there will be no stopping them. It’s a drawn-out strategy from a very patient foe. They are very slowly tightening their grasp around us; we would remain blind and oblivious to the fact the enemy has grabbed onto to us until our life is suddenly squeezed away. ” “I’ll just turn it off, myself! ” Bethany exclaims and reaches for the radio’s power button. “And it would have worked, too. ” Out of mindless reaction, Sky slaps Bethany’s hand away, drawing a startled cry of outrage. “What is your problem?! ” “What the hell is your problem?! ” Bethany cries out, pulling back her hand. “Why do you want me to turn it off so bad? ” Sky demands. “You are acting weird! Why can’t you just chill out? ” The voice continues: “But their entire plan hinges on one thing, the ability to move unseen until everything is in place and ready. ” Sky then repeats a previously mumbled question. “Are satellite radios even able to get static? I mean. It comes from... space. ” But that isn’t the only thing that had been bothering her for the past... however long. It is the beginning. But not the ending. What is nagging at me? Sky wonders. There is something obvious that she is missing. But what is it? “But they slipped up, ” the strange man assures. With his next words, Sky witnesses the man’s voice taking on a new quality, a new tone, one seeming to ride the edge of pure insanity. “And now I can see them. ” Unlike the previous attempt, Bethany does not speak or give Sky any warning before she lunges her hand toward the console of the radio. Sky again reacts, slapping at Bethany’s moving arm. But this time Sky is unable react fast enough to keep Bethany’s pointer finger from managing to hit its target. The button is pushed. The radio channel changes. But it doesn’t matter. Because the single voice follows them. Bethany pushes the same button again and again and again but the man’s voice simply follows. This puts the final piece in place. The puzzle of what is nagging at Sky becomes complete. She then asks aloud, “If this is just some nut job, how the hell would he be able to hijack my satellite radio? ” As if answering Sky’s question: “I am using satellites and the Internet to send my message across the globe as best I can. Televisions. Smart phones. Smart tablets. Xboxes. Streaming services like Hulu or Netflix. XM radio. I will send myself as far as the reaches of our technology will take me. Anywhere I can get the word out. “Some of you are hearing my voice. Some of you can see my face. I don’t know how long I will be able to continue reaching you before they silence me. I am afraid, but I will no longer hide. My name is Dr. Wesley Brant and I am trying to save you all. ” He is using both satellites and the Internet? Is that possible? Sky then notices a set of bright headlights of an approaching vehicle, heading their direction from the opposite lane. As the dark SUV passes them, she wonders what the odds are that the same strange man is also speaking to them at that very moment. Is Dr. Brant is telling the truth? Sky asks herself. The odds are very good. Even though the results are the same, Bethany once again begins desperately to pound on the radio’s station button. And Dr. Brant continues to speak to the two young women from every channel, like a preacher giving scripture to his flock from an altar raised high and far from reach. While her unexpected friend continues failed attempts at ceasing the man’s voice, Sky slowly glances away from the road over at Bethany. Why is she acting so strange, right now? Sky questions. Acting a little... erratic. Why is she so desperate to shut off Dr. Brant? “I have seen our invaders, ” Dr. Brant goes on, “and they are cunning and clever. They do not have the strength to attack with brute force. Instead, they are using the shadows and our own tunnel vision and ignorance against us. They are dangerous. But they are also weak and cowardly. And they have chosen to move behind our backs instead of meeting us face-to-face. But not any longer. ” As Sky looks at Bethany, something bewildering and dumbfounding happens. At first, Sky is unsure whether what she is seeing is real but, right in front of her, Bethany seems to alter, to change in some bizarre way. The change does not happen in a physical way. And, if she were later asked to do so, Sky would find it near impossible to describe the change in words. “I have seen them, ” Dr. Brant insists. “And I need you to see them, too. Open your sight and listen to my words. Look with an open mind. The invaders are all around you. Once everyone else, the rest of you around the world, sees them, too, we can then begin to fight. ” Across the surface of Bethany’s pale, porcelain-like exterior thin, metaphorical fissures begin to crack apart and spread. As the fissures become wider, gaping crevasses, Sky begins to see below the disguise. Then, as Bethany’s familiar shell crumbles away, Sky is no longer looking at the same Bethany that has been her carpooling buddy for the past few months. “You must.. ” Sky has always known that Bethany’s innocent, doll-like appearance isn’t true to the person beneath it. Just like a beautiful, precious puppy that will chew their favorite shoes, rip up the trash, and piss all over the furniture the minute no one is watching. But, as the outer shell of her unexpected friend falls away, Sky is left with something truly... unexpected. “Can you see them? ” A complete stranger. “Can you see them? ” A silent invader? As Sky stares at Bethany, she realizes that Bethany is staring back. Their eyes meet and something passes unseen between them. Without warning, Bethany reaches over and grabs hold of the steering wheel. A brief tug-of-war for control over the vehicle ends with the blue Honda sharply swerving, violently lunging over the white line and off the road. From the blackness of the night, a broad tree rapidly materializes directly in their path. Headlights strike across the side of the thick trunk, forming large glowing orbs. Somehow, Sky manages to find the brake pedal with her left foot. She thrusts down onto the pedal with as much force as her leg muscles are capable, yet the attempt fails to slow the blue Honda quickly enough to keep its front end from wrapping around the solid base of the tall tree. During the collision, Sky nearly blacks out. Everything goes completely black, a total eclipse of her sight. Her other senses, however, fully experience the two seconds that take place between the instant her blue Honda smashes into the tree and the moment when it succumbs to the violent stop. Time slows and two seconds feel like hours. Metal savagely twists and shatters and bends and implodes as the front end of the Honda hammers home. Denying her body its desire to continue its forward trajectory, in spite of the car’s stopping, Sky’s seat belt, which has been buckled out of habit, instantaneously tightens its grip on her. Lungs deflate. And ribs fracture. The windshield disintegrates in a clap of thunder; large and small slivers of glass rain down around her like sharp hail. A massive boom fills her ears, like the detonation of a grenade, when her air bag inflates. Hitting the air bag feels more like hitting the side of a brick wall. The cartilage of her nose bends and nearly caves in on itself, but somehow manages to refrain from snapping. And her neck pops from bottom to top, luckily without breaking. Two seconds that seem to go on forever. Like Hell must be. But Sky doesn’t have time to be paralyzed by pain. She has to act. She has to move. She has to do what she needs to do in spite of it. And the first thing she has to do is catch her breath, no matter how damaged her ribs are or how much oxygen feels like razors when it enters her lungs. Her eyes shoot open. Sky attempts to shift her weight, to power through the intense pain shooting throughout her beaten body, so that she can possibly determine in what condition the crash had left Bethany. Instincts are telling her to get out of the car. Run! Run! Sky’s curiosity overrides her survival instinct. But when Sky attempts to shift her body in her seat, her locked seat belt, which had remained tightened even after the crash, restricts her movements. Reaching down the right side of her seat, Sky tries to disengage the seat belt. However, during the collision the latch had somehow jammed. Like Bethany with radio’s channel button, she jabs her thumb against the big red button over and over and over, but the belt remains locked. Sky then tugs hard on her seat belt but fails to get free. Again she tugs. Again she fails to disengage it. Again. And again. Claustrophobia threatens to grab and squeeze her as firmly as the seat belt. She is becoming more and more frenzied as she fights to free herself from the simple contraption. And right when she borders on insanity, Sky remembers the utility knife she always has for her job is tucked away in the right front pocket of her khaki pants. The razor is worn and mostly dull, but it should be sharp enough to cut through the seat belt. She pulls the knife free. Yet, before Sky is able to start cutting herself free, she hears a hack and cough from the passenger seat. Somehow, in her frenzy to get free of the seat belt, she has temporarily forgotten about Bethany. Quickly, Sky darts her eyes toward the sound and finds her passenger returning to consciousness. The strange words of Dr. Brant begin to replay through Sky’s mind as Bethany and her unexpected friend again lock gazes. Like a leaping python, Bethany instantly lunges toward Sky. Bethany never wanted to wear her seat belt, no matter how much Sky lectured her. But that lack of restraint to Bethany’s waist is what gives her the freedom to shift her body closer enough to wrap Sky in a headlock. Sky frantically begins to dig her stubby fingernails into the flesh of her attacker’s arms, struggling violently and fiercely against her narrowing airway. She forces herself to inhale, taking in whatever wisps of air that she might be able to squeeze down her throat. Heavily mixed within the wisps of air, however, is the lingering smoke, along with drops of blood from her still bleeding nose. At once the mixture burns her airway causing her to hack and cough. No matter how hard she fights, breathing is becoming nearly impossible. “Why are you doing this? ” Sky somehow manages to exhale. “Please, just—” Sky is unsure whether or not Bethany hears her low raspy pleads, because Bethany doesn’t answer. Instead, Bethany cuts her off and says, “You need to quit! You need to just quit! ” But Sky isn’t quitting. She is going to start fighting back. Like Dr. Brant wants her to. Swiftly, Sky begins to throw her fists and elbows at Bethany, hoping that one good hit might cause Bethany to loosen her hold. But the few attacks that strike are too awkward to make a difference. Bethany starts to jerk clumsily at Sky’s upper body. She begins trying to haul Sky over to her own seat, most likely to gain better leverage and control. But the seat belt remains jammed and locked and refuses to let go of Sky. Like an incorruptible hug of a guardian angel, the belt holds Sky and keeps her from being pulled to the other side of the Honda. Abruptly, Sky halts her arms from their mindless flailing. Rather than empty attacks driven by her survival instincts, Sky chooses to force in a deep yet shallow breath, agony and blood-filled, in an attempt at regaining even a second of mental composure. Unfolding the black and yellow handle of her work knife with a nimble flick of her thumb, Sky exposes the blade. Sky then ferociously thrusts the exposed blade toward an area of Bethany’s leg less than an inch above the knee, an exposed area of skin below Bethany’s dark shorts. The blade is worn and dull from use, long overdue to be switched for a new one. However, as the razor smoothly sinks into Bethany’s leg, without a snag or hesitation, the knife proves to be just sharp enough. At once a bubble of dark maroon blood rises from the fresh wound before beginning to quickly pool and flow down Bethany’s leg in a narrow stream. But a wounded leg does not stop Bethany. She pulls her right arm away, leaving only her left arm wrapped around Sky’s throat. The hold is loose, slightly weaker, but with her free arm, Bethany begins an awkward attempt to seize the utility knife from Sky’s grasp. Grabbing and smacking. Tugging and tearing. Jerking and wrenching. Pulling. And pulling. Sky does everything in her power to keep Bethany from getting a finger on the weapon. But, Bethany has the upper hand and leverage; Sky cannot help feeling outmatched and overpowered. Like the silent invaders of Dr. Brant’s warnings, Sky needs to be smarter. In spite of the alarms and bells beginning to scream in her head, Sky slows the hand holding the razor knife and allows Bethany to wrap fingers loosely around her wrist. Instantly and with fueled conviction, Bethany begins to pull on Sky’s arm with all her strength. Sky attempts to gather up what little vigor she has left, to match Bethany’s conviction. Passionately, Sky screams through a wide, gaping mouth. She then brings down her free hand and grabs hold of her own arm, just below Bethany’s fingers, and begins to pull, using not just the muscles of her arms, but those of her upper body, her shoulders and back. Sky pulls upward, toward her own chest, toward her aching lungs, toward her center of gravity. Sky’s tired arms are able to bring the knife up level to her heart, the weapon sitting an equal distance between the two women. At the point when Sky believes that she does not have the strength to pull any further, she pushes. Caught off guard by the sudden and unforeseeable change, Bethany is helpless to stop the new direction of momentum. Wide-eyed, Bethany cannot react in time to stop Sky from plunging the blade of the utility knife squarely into the middle of her chest. Without pausing or giving Bethany the chance to recover, Sky yanks the blade out of Bethany’s chest. She then stabs Bethany several more times, keeping the following attacks in close proximity to the initial wound. Sky watches as silent shock and rushing death fill Bethany’s face, making her unable to speak or cry out. Sky sits back in her seat, motionless, and stares ahead intensely at nothing at all. She waits emotionlessly for the last scraps of life to leave her unexpected friend. Sky doesn’t bother to wipe away the sticky layer that now coats the metal of the razor blade. Instead, she is finally able to use it and cut herself free of the seat belt. After forcing the battered car door to open, Sky falls out in an exhausted and beaten heap. As the river of adrenaline that has been pumping and pounding through her veins slows and ceases, it is the simple desire to survive that keeps Sky moving forward that stops her from folding up into a fetal position to die. Somehow, Sky manages to rise to her feet. Glancing behind her at the crushed and disfigured chunk of metal that had once been her blue Honda, Sky fights the urge to vomit at the sight. It is a miracle that she has managed to survive that wreck, let alone crawl free of it. Turning from vehicular rubble, she slowly stumbles and crosses the handful of yards between her crushed blue Honda and the side of the two-lane road. The full moon, hanging in the clear sky above her, pours down unhindered beams of light. By that light, Sky can see that she stands at the edge of a dense and shadowy stretch of woods, tall and bulky trees that run parallel to the gray asphalt of the road as far as she can see. On the opposite side, Sky discovers a massive, open field. With the flash of a mental picture, the piece of land stands out as familiar. She clearly recalls having driven by it on a thousand different occasions while on her trek to work. A massive wooden, three-story house sits to the left of the open field. Even though the white home stands a hundred or so yards back from the road, the large, looming structure, and its adjacent matching white barn, could distinctively be noticed by any passing driver, like herself. In the mornings, Sky would sometimes see the Amish family that lives there. Children running and playing. Plain women gardening or hanging laundry. Strong men tending and farming the open field. The familiarity of the place puts much needed solid ground beneath her feet along with establishing a reliable sense of direction. She no longer feels she is free-falling into nothingness. From the direction of the Amish farm, Sky at once detects faint voices in the air. Within the night’s darkness, she notices orbs of light, lanterns, moving in a group toward her, bouncing their way across the open field, coming from the direction of the tall, white home. The clamorous crash must have been heard, even from that distance. Perhaps it even woke the family from slumber. The sight of the approaching Amish family suddenly fills Sky with a harrowing sense of dread and the frantic urgency of purpose. Dr. Brant has explained that he is hijacking satellites and the Internet in order to reach people, to warn them. But the Amish, even the more evolved families, don’t generally use such devices. They have no idea what is really going on. Their world is no longer the same. And they need to know. The invasion. The secret war. All of the raw truth that has been thrust upon her. Is it up to her, then? Sky wonders. Is it now her responsibility to warn them about the threat, to let them know what is beginning? Apparently it is falling hard onto her shoulders, whether she has asked for the burden or not.
Run this town derrick rose. This is a continuation of the History of Hermitcraft series that I started earlier in the week with Season 1 here. Season 2 June 2013 through October 2014 (16 months) Personnel and the Meta Season 2 is largely characterized by two main events: Xisuma taking the lead as administrator and the move to a new central area in October of 2013 following the release of Minecraft 1. 7 which essentially split the season in to two parts. Many of the younger part time S1 Hermits were still around during the first half of the season, although it was to be the swan song for some including Topmass, Monkeyfarm, IAmSp00n, Juicetra, red3yz, the Pixelnerds and to a large extent, Joe Hills. Joe would return to regular videos starting with Season 4 once his daughter had grown up a bit. Sp00n attempted a comeback midway through the New Hermiton era but didn't last very long. Aureylian would briefly return but move over to Mindcrack shortly after the season began. With GenerikB gone the invitation process shifted from "friends of Genny" to a more democratic model where each Hermit had to approve newcomers. The crop of S2 arrivals mostly consisted of well-established Youtubers who had demonstrated dedication to content creation, a policy that has only gotten more intensely applied through later years. Mumbo Jumbo (UK) and Zombiecleo (UK) joined during the "Old Hermiton" phase, while Tinfoilchef (US), iJevin (US), Falsesymmetry (UK), Tango Tek (US) and xBCrafted (UK) joined during the "New Hermiton" phase. Other major players who have since departed included KingDaddyDMAC, hypnotizd, Biffa2001, Monkeyfarm, Pungence, skyzm returning from Season 1, and newcomers Sl1pg8r (US), Spumwack (US) and Zueljin (US). TFC, Sl1p and Spum were all playing on the modded server S1 before getting invited to join the vanilla server at the time of the 1. 7 move. A few additional Hermits joined but didn't record many episodes. Hermette dewtroid (US), who currently records the tabletop RPG series "Skippable Cutscenes" with Cleo and friends, did a few streams but uploaded no episodes. Ven0mkisser (US) was another Hermette who only streamed briefly at the start of S2 at Genny's invitation. LuclinMCWB (US) was invited by Joe but posted no episodes. During the New Hermiton era, Marriland (US), a Pokemon player looking to branch out into other games, also joined at the invitation of DMAC but recorded only a few episodes. KingHappy (UK) was an interesting case, joining the whitelist briefly early in the season without understanding that it was a survival only server. While he did post several episodes, he subsequently lost his Youtube channel due to copyright strikes. While he did eventually get his channel back, he is to date the only player to be permanently kicked off of Hermitcraft, at least according to official public sources. Season 2 marks the first time that Hermitcraft started its practice of merging with other servers and collectives. While Xisuma knew Zueljin and False from his days running the Geomine server, by the time they were invited to Hermitcraft Zueljin, False and Sl1p were all prominent members of Zueljin's Hypermine server. Likewise, Tango had been a member of the Moonlight server, which would eventually merge almost entirely into Hermitcraft by Season 5. Joe would also invite several members of the Super Hostile/Tunnel Rats community including Cleo, although a few of them including Millbee, Zisteau and PauseUnpause would wind up going to Mindcrack instead. Jevin was invited by Hypno, DMAC and Jessassin following Minecon 2013. xBCrafted was a superfan who made video profiles of prominent Minecraft Youtubers and was eventually invited to the server by Topmass. And since I know you're going to ask, I'm not sure who invited Mumbo, but based on who knew who in that era my guess is that it was either Monkeyfarm or Xisuma. Old Hermiton and Bases The Season started on a pre-1. 6 snapshot introducing horses, nametags, leads and carpets. Pets, mounts and the naming thereof would be a huge part of Season 2. Old Hermiton was close to spawn. It followed a similar format to the Season 1 Spawn Town, although much larger and without the plot-style layout. Much of the Old Hermiton era was taken up with people starting their bases and building rudimentary farms. In a Season 6 retrospective Xisuma would state that he didn't become administrator until around the time of the move to New Hermiton, so the direction and operation of the server during this part of the season was largely chaotic and a bit lost. The server had no real nether hub to speak of in this season, only a maze of twisty passages, all alike. Xisuma did build a massive wither skeleton farm though, including the slabbing of everything surrounding the fortress. Cleo built a hub area for Old Hermiton late in the season but the plans to make a vintage subway themed hub connecting Old and New Hermiton never came to fruition. Xisuma claimed to be burned out at the start of the season and explained that he would take it easy. However by the end of his second episode he'd built a small adobe hut and slabbed out an entire ravine underneath because he liked the way it looked with the void fog and didn't want to ruin that effect with lighting. Eventually he moved out to a desert, where he made a temple into his home. He spent the rest of the season stripping the entire desert of its sand and sandstone to create a custom "wastelands" biome. So much for "taking it easy. " Mumbo built the plaza in the center of the town and then moved out to the jungle to create his base, where he would stay for the rest of the season building contraptions. He would also create his Redstone Consultancies, fixtures which would return for many seasons until the number of strong redstoners increased. Mumbo also recreated Tango Tek's Iron Foundry during this part of the season, although he got stuck towards the end resulting in Tango himself getting whitelisted for one day to come in and fix a few things. Tango would not join for real until about ten months later. Joe created a mockup of the Mausoleum at Halicarnassus along with a large sheep farm. Monkeyfarm created the most notable build in Old Hermiton, an enormous skull which was pranked multiple times during the season. Cleo created a miniature version of the Hanging Gardens of Babylon as she imagined they would have looked in ancient times. She then moved out to create her base, a Museum of Natural History with Cthulhu and a zombie testing facility in the basement. Keralis built a suitably impressive town house and then moved out into the wilderness to create the Boobie Mountain Resort, a wilderness campground named after the shape of the nearby terrain. Hypno created a small home at the outskirts of old Hermiton but focused on his base, which consisted of four large identical aboveground towers surrounding an enormous underground complex dug down to bedrock. Biffa went in the other direction, creating a sky base over water connected by slender square diagonal paths. In the interest of shifting from redstoning to building, Xisuma asked Keralis for building lessons. The two of them created an Asian-style temple on an island. Red3yz created a small base with a villager breeder that got very out of hand at one point, prompting a massive cull aided by several of the Hermits. Pungence and skyzm, who mostly operated as a pair, created a pet cemetary. The pet cemetary played a large part in the Halloween special wherein the Hermits first made use of a custom resource pack to make it seem like the passive mobs were all infected with some sort of horrible virus. This Halloween special is notable not only for the resource pack, but also the first time that the Hermits collaborated in a scripted piece together, using the horror movie trope as an excuse to cull the massive number of sheep at Joe's wool farm. New Hermiton, the ABBA Tourney and the Trial With the release of Minecraft 1. 7 came new biomes and a big change in world generation. Minecraft introduced roofed forests, packed ice, and savannahs, following which the Keralis-sourced pronunciation of "achacha" became a recurring server-wide meme. Also introduced were stained glass (spurring an abundance of rainbow builds at New Hermiton), new flowers and flower biomes, podzol, mesas and three new varieties of fish. The Hermits moved their base of operations 3000 blocks away to reach unloaded chunks so they could access the new biomes. This meant the creation of a new town "New Hermiton", and for some of them new bases. The move occurred five months into the season. At the same time, Sl1pg8r, Spumwack and Tinfoilchef were invited over to the vanilla server from the modded server where they had already been playing for some time. The Hermits raced to complete houses in the New Hermiton area, starting over there on October 13 and holding another public open server day for the fans on October 20. Unlike the Season 1 equivalent, this public day was so mobbed that visitors could barely move and despite only allowing brief timeslots for each group, too few members of the community were able to attend. The New Hermiton portion of S2 was the first time that major story arcs were to become part of Hermitcraft. Cleo, DMAC, Sl1pg8r, Spumwack, Biffa, Pungence and skyzm led the charge on this front, creating Hermitcraft's first real lore. The first major story arc was the war between Biffa's Bakery and Muse Meats, which would go on through the rest of the season. New Hermiton had a residential area and a business district. Within the latter was Biffa's shop selling baked goods and Spumwack's shop selling beef, chicken and pork. The two went at it over prices, health conditions and the quality of merchandise for months on end. The Agency of S1 returned in the guise of health and safety inspectors to shut down the Muse Meats factory. Spum staffed his lobby with a sheep by the name of Shaun, who was subsequently kidnapped. Shaun would returned in kaiju form as an enormous prank sheep standing next to the Muse skyscraper, subsequently sheared by Sl1pg8r in a prank on top of a prank. Jevin joined the server shortly before the start of the second and larger arc involved the ABBA caving tournament and what happened to the winnings. All of the Hermits took part in the elimination-bracket style ABBA caving tourney, with the winner of the entire thing owed the yield from all of the matches combined. Hypno was the eventual winner, but when he went to claim his prize he discovered that all of the winnings had been stolen. DMAC took on the role of private investigator, Sl1pg8r became an attorney, and Pungence and skyzm were eventually tried, convicted and jailed for the theft in a courthouse made by Xisuma, with Spumwack as judge. There were also several smaller story arcs. A truly legendary prank war involving fish went on all season between ZombieCleo and Xisuma. Xisuma at one point gave Cleo a stack of cooked fish and sent her to catch ocelots, unaware that raw fish were needed instead. After Cleo spent quite some time failing to catch cats, she pranked Xisuma's base with a bunch of cat heads and signs. Xisuma retaliated by flooding her museum floor to ceiling and building several pixel art fish. He would prank her again late in the season by installing hundreds of dispensers at bedrock level which sent thousands of raw fish floating up through the dirt to ground level at the press of a button. While Cleo has yet to fully retaliate, the scars of the fish incidents clearly remain with Cleo to the present day. All of the Hermits got involved in the creation of attractions along a massive horse racing course that surrounded all of New Hermiton, taking several Minecraft days to travel from start to end. All the news fit to print was reported by ZombieCleo in the Hermiton Herald, staffed by zombie writers including Carol, the heartthrob of the town. Mumbo tried his hand at building instead of redstone, starting on a seaport near his jungle base. His fans disapproved mightily so he went back to focusing on redstone. Horses were stolen and found again. April Fools' Day 2014 found many of the Hermits doing large scale pranks on backups of the world. The scale of Xisuma's pranks in particular foreshadowed the emergence of Evil Xisuma, who would develop his own identity in Season 3. False and Zueljin joined quite late in the season but were initiated immediately by Mumbo and Xisuma in a prank at DMAC's underwater base. They each got over 30 episodes out and Zueljin had enough time to put the moves on Carol at the Herald office, but they weren't involved in any major storylines before the end of the season. Summer 2014 saw the arrival of Tango Tek and xbCrafted, who struggled to reach 10 episodes each before the season came to an end. Mojang released Minecraft 1. 8 a month before the end of Season 2. The Hermits had a brief period to work with new features such as ocean monuments, banners, slime blocks, coarse dirt and banners, but the lure of custom world generation was too great. They would end the season shortly after in favor of a new map with amplified terrain. Mindcrack would start its fifth season using 1. 8 and a very tight world border a month before the Hermits wrapped their S2. As we move into Season 3 tomorrow, we'll see how this seemingly unrelated event would cause a huge shakeup in the Minecraft Youtube community. Notable Builds and Landmarks in New Hermiton Cleo's Ice towers and bridge. Sl1pg8r's Ribbon. The entire business district, including the Muse Mgmt tower, Biffa's Bakery, the Herald offices, Hypno's odds & sods shop, Xisuma's record shop, Mumbo's redstone consultancy (the second), Jevin's discount gear shop, Keralis' Rent-a-Derp, and DMAC's Detective office agency. The food district off of the business district including DMACDonald's, Keralis Fried Chicken, Juicetra's Juice Box and Xisuma's Salad Bowl. Xisuma's subway system. Mumbo's small gaming area including a maze, the Ender Pearl Olympics and an archery contest. TFC's big glass mushroom in New Hermiton. Joe's green UFO home in New Hermiton. The newer section of the residential district, housing Keralis, Zueljin, False and Tango. The horse track including TFC's Motel 1. 7, Cleo's desert city and Sl1p's horse ladder to the sky. Pungence and skzym's building company. Sl1pg8r's law office and ballet studio. False's security offices featuring maps of everyone else's bases. Becoming Professionals It's important here to mention the modded servers and UHC. While I'm not going to do separate posts on these seasons, it's important to mention them here to give you an idea of the scope that Hermitcraft was working on and how far they'd come from their Season 1 roots by the time Season 2 ended. Also, especially as we head into the Season 3 installment, understanding the interaction between the modded servers and the vanilla server is going to become pretty crucial. By the end of Season 2, Hermitcraft had become more than an SMP. It was turning into a brand and poised to eclipse Mindcrack as the most prominent Minecraft SMP series on Youtube. While the shift would not occur immediately, there was no doubt that Hermitcraft was growing fast. Modded Seasons 2 and 3 occurred using FTB packs, one in the fall of 2013 and another in early 2014. Hypno served as admin for these two seasons. The cross-server Attack of the B-Team modded series was focused on mods for builders. It was created by GenerikB and BdoubleO would include Pungence, skyzm and Keralis and ran concurrently with Hermitcraft FTB season 3. In July of 2014 the Hermits made the leap into creating their own modpack called "Modsauce, " and started the fourth modded season on this pack involving some Hermits who had never tried modded before such as Mumbo, Cleo and Xisuma. The Modsauce server was administered by Lonewolf, a non-Hermit. In May of 2014 the Hermits also started running UHC competitions, completing four of them with different twists and pairings before the end of vanilla S2. These events were insanely popular although they did bring out some of the more aggressive fans, particularly in response to Mumbo's death in his only UHC run. Fans of Hermitcraft became a fandom in Season 2. The subreddit grew from 2100 members at the start to 3800 at the end, although the Hermits were pushing the now shuttered Google+ community more than the subreddit throughout this era. We saw the start of fanart, recaps, stream regulars, well-known donators and patron servers. Of course the shipping also started, including one particular incident with Mumbo and False which got so extreme that a very uncomfortable Mumbo took steps to shut it down in one of his videos. Mumbo would lead a very solitary existence on Hermitcraft following these events until well into Season 4 despite him rapidly developing the largest fanbase on the server. We also cannot ignore the creation of Patreon in the summer of 2013. Patreon was a huge boon to many of the Hermits. Several went full time Youtube because of it. A conflicted Mumbo had to decide between University and Youtube. They started to see themselves as "professional Minecrafters, " a term that Xisuma would finally spit out on video early into Season 3. Keralis and skyzm were new dads, as was Bdubs over on Mindcrack. GenerikB had moved to Bulgaria. The Hermits were definitely showing the strain of running a lot of series at once, but they were growing up. Heading into Season 3 it was clear that they meant business. Continue on to Season 3.
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