((Any season of Hermitcraft, you can be an MCYT or an OC or really anyone!))
Joe carefully sifted through the decorated blue trunk of his old junk, occasionally pulling something out and staring at it. He was trying his very hardest to clean out his base before build swap.
He was probably crazy, sure, but he could be civilized! Plus, who knows, whichever hermit who'd have to take up this place could possibly be one of the 'sterile clean freak' ones.
He suddenly got a ping from his communicator.
ZombieCleo: joe, book assistance necessary, i need a book that'll make me cry
He laughed a bit as he typed back a response.
joehillssays: Can zombies tear up? Cool! Anyway, might I recommend A Course on Group Theory by John Rose?
ZombieCleo: joe, that's a math textbook. oh, and about the crying thing, me and etho are doing an experiment to see the limits of an undead being's outward capacity to emotions experienced usually by living beings.
joehillssays: Who's to say it can't make someone cry? Also, cool experiment idea! Might steal a bit of your data, who knows.
Joe then turned back to the giant pile of stuff he needed to tend to, sighing in annoyance.
That was when a book from one of his tall, looming bookshelves randomly decided to fall and hit him on the head, prompting him to glare at the offending shelf.