this shiz bussin af anyway enjoy while i go play minecraft heres my chromatic shiz: drive.google.c... original flp: • Bold or Brash FLP Recr... inspiration and artist of thumbnail: / zackgowman
Random lore concept I came up with off the top of my head: There was once a quaint little village established in a peaceful plains biome. In that village lived a nitwit. He was just a regular villager that walked around and didn't do anything. One day as the night fell on the land, he went into the safety of his home, but instead of going to bed, he curiously watched the mobs of the night wonder around through his window. One thing in particular caught his interest. The Iron Golem, fearlessly fighting off a horde of zombies. The next morning he walked over to the spot the Golem was fighting at and spotted a couple chunks of rotten flesh on the ground. Like a total nitwit, he curiously picked up the remains of the dead undead and started eating it..... The rotten flesh made the villager feel different. The taste of these decaying bits of a destroyed zombie was divine to the taste buds of this specific villager. After finishing the last piece of rotten flesh, he started walking off into the distance. leaving behind the village and venturing into the great unknown, no gear, no weapons, just the cloths on his back. Nobody from that village ever saw him again. Many months later, as the sun began to set over the hills yet again, a loan villager sulked through a thick Spruce Forest. He was eagerly waiting for the night to fall, for once the moon rises, the villager goes on the hunt. The hunt for the undead. This entire time the villager has been surviving off of Rotten Flesh.... Only Rotten Flesh. From the moment he tried that first bite back in his home village, he became deeply addicted to the stuff. Each night he would slay every zombie he saw to feast upon their decaying remains. But tonight was different. It was a full moon tonight, and as the darkness fell upon the land, the first mobs of the night spawned. One of which was one of the rarest mob spawns in all of Minecraft. A Zombie with a full set of diamond armor and a sword has spawned in. The hungry villager, driven by his craving for the delicious rotten flesh of the walking corpse, set his sunk in eyes on his prey. Green particles swirled around his body due to the Hunger Effect that was now permanently applied to him. He needed to sink his crooked teeth into that rotten flesh. Likewise The undead zombie set it's black eyes on the hungry villager itself. The zombie, being a zombie wanted nothing more than to feast on the sweet, juicy brains of the living. The two mobs stood before one another, sizing each other up. Both of them equally eager to take a big bite out of each other.
now i can imagine steve finding the villager eating the zombie and ends up either has the villager set outside his house to kill and eat zombies or gets disturbed and the villager mistakes steve for a zombie sense there dressed the same but the nitwit villager was to dumb to tell the difference and eats steve craving human and rotten flesh after
"You know how they say rotten flesh only gives you the poison effect? For me, zombie, it gives me a craving for more. And random chests in dungeons miles underground won't satisfy me."
It would have fit better if the villagers instrument was the 8-bit sound you get when you place a note block on an emerald block, but this is still an outstanding cover! Amazing job!
Steve was a legend. A mysterious wanderer who flew through the skies with wings of specters, swam through the sea with a helmet of the strongest turtle shells, and had braved monuments long lost to the sea, the dimension of eternal flame, and even the silence of the long lost cities, draped in their funeral shrouds of blue, bringing back untold treasures each time. It was said death could not even hold their grasp on Steve if the skeletal fingers of the grave had touched his body. Yet his efforts always held a sinister secret. His greatest constructs always were built upon the backs and bones of the villagers in his domain. And to a legend like steve, the world was his domain. Hundreds of Iron Sentinels fell to his glowing blades, his experimentation in gilded fruits, the outlawed elixirs and the kinetic-necrotic plagues, had allowed him to rewrite the minds of even the greatest scholars, their influence goading the hand of the innocent into borderline scams for the wealth the villagers had taken thousands of years to acquire. The Curator could not allow this. Carefully, from the shadows, in robes draped in blue, acting as a foolish trader who roams the world, The Curator had gathered knowledge. they had analyzed Steve, deconstructing him to the simplest building blocks of psychology. Yet not only did they gather knowledge on steve...they gathered knowledge on what the knowledge he had acquired. Ancient rituals, documents, things which should have been lost with the eternal cycles of the rise and fall of sun and moon. The Curator no longer wanted to liberate the villagers and help them regain their rightful control of the world this interloper had appeared in. All he wanted to do was erase every trace of this rot, this blemish on the world. And one fateful night, as the demon lay in his bed...using ancient runes, the blue powders of the earth, totems of death defied, red powders of the flaming spirits, and the purple eyes which always looked home...it was done. *Steve was struck by lightning.* It was never enough for him. Each individual block that was placed must be destroyed. Each piece of equipment must be dismantled. Steve must be scrubbed from the history books. Yet the more the Curator did, the more he had to. Faces of animals melted into that horrifying face, the glow of his blade shining through the clouds. And the Curator just kept destroying. Those who had even uttered Steve's name were not spared. The Curator, in using Steve's knowledge, had become something worse than Steve. He was doing the right thing. He was doing the right thing. *He was doing the right thing.* At the end...nothing was left. No block which Steve walked on remained, the world reduced to crumbling rocks through a broken space. how long had it been? The sun and moon had lost their glow, the stars flickering out. Thoughts and ideas became a blur. He had to keep destroying. the world was broken, decayed, consumed by the void apart from the Curator and a platform of stone. How long had it been since the Curator had seen his own face in a reflection, be it a mirror or body of water? *How long had it been?* ... *R̵͇̄ȇ̵͓s̵͍͗p̵͕͐á̶̤w̶̞̍n̶̢͒* Ghastly groans echoed throughout the abyss in space and time, the first noise heard in an undefined length. As the Curator turned, their eyes, long since rotting, saw a face. Equally rotting, green flesh barely clinging to the skull. But that physique, that blue tunic...and the eyes which stared back. Something had to happen. Why it had to happen didn't matter anymore. How it could, or had to happen, didn't matter anymore. They were staring at the monster which had destroyed their world. The monster who had brought them to the state they were in now. standing right in front of them was the one who had ruined everything. And now, this was their chance, to end the suffering and screams etched into the fabric of this universe. After all... *_T̵̜̕ḣ̴̪ẽ̴̹y̸͙͗ ̷̰̌ẁ̴͖e̶͙͛r̷͇͐e̴̹͊ ̶͎̀d̶̳̑o̶̲̔ḭ̷͑ń̴̺g̶̞̍ ̷̜̋t̷̜͛h̵̦̏ḙ̸̎ ̵̗͘r̵̫̒i̷̬͌g̶̮͛h̶̭̔t̵̹̾ ̶̡̓t̷̤̓h̶̡͑i̸͓͒n̷̛̹ḡ̴͙.̵̣̈́_*
Since people are making lore, here's my take: So a village was struggling with food and a villager got so hungry he started eating zombie flesh and developed an addiction, he ate an entire horde that terrorized the village,one zombie, who was somehow smarter than the others, got armor, a sword and shield, and went to avenge his eaten comrades.
@@Sandytheflooferif the once called "villager" existed, its jaws would be probably deformed (significantly large mouth) to eat more because of "his" addiction
i really like your cover i love both vocals especially zombies and overall you've done a pretty great job with this cover also a simple request could you someday do this again but with the villager's voice with element animation as i think it's more expressive than the normal villager plus i love the EA villager voice so yeah but still well-made-cover
I like to think that instead of this being a random zombie npc, it would be a zombie with the zombie villager cure active, making the zombie act more like a player rather than a villager
I have a story for a starved villager: in a village there was a scientific villager who tasted food so that he could see a food that would fill you up more, one of those that he tasted was rotten meat. When he ate it, he felt an exquisite taste that made him angry and he went crazy. After 4 hours the taste passed but he felt strange he wanted more rotten meat so in a zombie invasion of his village when the golem would kill all the zombies he would grab the remains and some zombies that were not so damaged there would be several recipes one of That was a cake and a zombie chop. The cake would be left on a table and he would go to his laboratory to make more variants. Since the cake was on the table, a villager would enter the house and see the cake, as he would not suspect that it was a zombie cake, he would take a bite. After that bite, he would feel crazy and hungrier, wanting to eat more, he would eat everything except a piece. who would share it with another villager when giving it to the other villager he would have the same symptoms they would know who made the cake so they would go to the scientific villager's laboratory there in the laboratory the 2 villagers would see more variants of zombie meat they would eat it all except some who did. They would leave for the village after so much searching they would see the scientist villager with a lot of zombie meat all over the room. The 2 villagers would ask for more meat. The scientist spoke stammering because he was rotting inside. He had no eyes, only a white spot on his back. Be careful what you would see. After 2 weeks the entire village would be infected or with the symptoms of zombie flesh. Their golem was an oven golem to chance the zombie flesh. The villagers waited for the day of the zombie invasion to come. 2 days later the village was empty when the zombie army appeared in the village. They would look for the villagers. After so much searching, they would see a small villager with his skin coming out, showing us some parts of his skinless muscles. Three zombies would chase him without knowing the villager was. Carrying the golem in the oven to cook it after so much persecution, they would meet the villager and cook them there except for one who escaped to tell the others, the zombies would retreat but. Suddenly an army of rotten villagers, we'll call them, surrounded the entire village so that they wouldn't escape. One of the zombies would go to a house to hide but I wouldn't know that there was the scientist with an ax to eat it but the zombie would take out a shovel to defend himself. This is when the song would start, then the scientist would take out a block of that sound and play to make the zombie unoptimized, but he would take out an iron helmet to defend his brain from control. After that, the house would burn down by the furnace golem that was demolished by the zombies that's when the That is when the end of the song would appear while the village and a nearby forest were burning and there was a pillager tower in the distance where Captain Pillager with a telescope would see the entire fight and how the rotten villagers ate the zombies. The scientist and the zombie would die, the zombie would die from the fire and the scientist would die because his body couldn't stand it because of how rotten his body is, but the roof fell on him and he died. After the great battle, some rotten villagers would survive and go to another village to distribute "cake" (which was actually zombie cake infecting the entire village) if you want part 2 of the story you must reach 10 likes for this comment
What if after eating Rotten Meat he decided to eat something else? Bones caught his attention as the skeletons did not attack him since they only attacked a specific human to the player. The Skeleton would see the strange villager but he rushed at him like a torn beast his arm with the bow had to escape since there was no chance and he had lost his bow but he found a stone sword and a leather cap that surely was from some dead game without thinking he took the things and went for the villager
@@PManDudeGuyLol as squibwarb the guy who plays "tuethida" in the very epic bold or brash video i would like to guess he is using it for a cure for the thing called "hunger" several meanings for the word hunger incl-de jdusijiwjeijswiaejisjoaejosjoaejsi and a feeling of discomfort or weakness caused by lack of food, coupled with the desire to eat. thus i need to stop yapping.
I like how it sounds but the concept has irony, I think I would make a mod of an evil villager and steve also this is still a good song keep up the good work
I wanted to try my own spin on a story based off this, ended up being so long I split it into two comments Located in a valley surrounded by a few hills, there was a village, one that had recently fallen on hard times. Villagers from other settlements took refuge there in the wake of both Zombie and Pillager attacks, as this village was the only one with a functioning Iron Golem. As a result of the refugees' arrival, the village's resources were spread thin, enough to the point where the Pillagers didn't try to attack it, as the lack of resources and the functioning Golem made it not worth their time and resources. In the wake of this crisis, the village council elected one of their own to venture out and gather resources to replenish the overpopulated village. This Villager had grown up a hunter-gatherer and survivalist, caused by Zombies attacking his own village decades prior when he was only a teenager, leading him to live in the wild for years until he found the village in the valley, which took him in and put his talents to good use, as well as the events forging a burning hatred for Zombies. He would collect plants in the wild, bring the meat of animals that couldn't be led back, and deliver wood to the village to help them better sustain themselves and create new structures or build new ones, and he did those things incredibly quickly, although the situation this time around was a new level for him, not being used to getting the level of resources necessary for all of the extra people. Despite the extra pressure, he agreed to venture out with no hesitation, taking a rusted iron axe that had served him well for years and still swung true despite its condition, and a bag of Emeralds for if he happened to find another village he could possibly trade with for resources. He then set forth, instructed to spend a few days gathering, longer than he had spent before. As his first night in the wilderness rolled around, the Survivalist realized he was in a bit of a pickle. Because of the increase in population at the village, he couldn't afford to save any of the food for himself and eat it when necessary like he normally would, save for the occasional apple that fell from a tree as he collected wood to build more homes, or a slice or two of watermelon since only the seeds were necessary to grow more. In those moments, only sustained by rationed apples and watermelon slices, he trudged on, collecting as much as he could store, sparingly using wooden planks to make rudimentary shelters with chests and beds, allowing him to rest and store more items, although at the expense of making multiple trips back to the shelters after dropping some off at the village, as they held more than he could carry at one time, all while barely keeping himself sated. After getting some sleep to rest for the next day, he ventured out in a different direction to where he'd spent the first day, eventually finding a small village comprised of only a few buildings and a defunct Iron Golem partially buried in dirt, covered in rust and moss. The Villagers there gave the Survivalist what little they could spare in exchange for Emeralds, just happy to help other people that needed those resources more than them. He then went back into the forest, continuing to gather as normal. After a successful day collecting, he started walking back to his shelter as the sun set behind him, unfortunately running low on his already limited rations of fruits. As he walked, energy draining and hunger rising, a Zombie ambushed him from behind a tree, although the Survivalist was able to quickly react, swinging his Axe into the side of the Zombie's head. Surprisingly, this is the first Zombie he'd ran into up close in a while, never being outside at night long enough for them to approach him on his usual expeditions. Despite his declining energy, the Survivalist hacked into the Zombie with his Axe after knocking it to the ground, its presence filling him with a vehement hatred long bottled up that he was finally able to exert. As he stood over the Zombie's mangled remains, he had a strange idea, born out of desperation and hunger due to his rations being almost out. He chopped off a bit of the Zombie's flesh with his axe, and hesitantly bit into it, immediately overwhelmed with a strangely sour taste as the aroma of decay wafted into his nostrils. Despite this, he tore into the flesh's sinewy texture, eventually tearing off and swallowing a bite, and his eyes widened in surprise. He slowly acquired the taste as he sunk his teeth into the flesh, eating more of it, his hunger feeling significantly more satiated compared to all the apples and watermelons he had been eating for nearly two days. By the time he was done with that piece, he was hooked, and started stripping the rest of the Zombie's flesh off its body, continuing to consume it until he finally felt full for the first time since he exited his village to hunt and gather. After eating as much as he could, he took the rest of the flesh, keeping it on him as part of his new rations, and as he made his way to his shelter, storing all of the resources after he arrived, he felt hungry again, despite feeling sated not too long ago, but then he remembered something, the fact that Zombies burned in daylight, meaning their flesh could only be reliably collected at night, so he knew what was necessary. He wouldn't sleep that night. Instead he stepped out, fueled by hunger and with his axe in hand, he began a new hunt, slaughtering every Zombie he could find until the sun had fully risen...
As the last day of his appointed task arrived, the Survivalist went back to his usual rounds, now with a large supply of rotten flesh as rations, eating some whenever he was running low on energy and began feeling hungry again, everything now going off without a hitch thanks to that. Night slowly approached, and as it did, he went back to the village he had previously traded with, but noticed it seemed quieter, emptier. As he walked down the main road, he saw the doors of the houses were broken off their hinges, trails of blood were drawn on the floors, and the familiar, euphoric scent of rot filled the air around him. As he looked into one building, a Zombie attacked him, but it was different from the other Zombies, it was one of the Villagers, seemingly turned into a Zombie after an attack that must have occurred the previous night. He struck down the Zombie Villager, and he wanted to try something. He cut off the Villager's decaying flesh and consumed it, finding it tasting similar to the regular Zombie flesh, but more savory, since in terms of Zombie flesh, it was noticeably more "fresh". After delighting in his new meal, he had a twisted epiphany, one he kept in the back of his mind as he went to hunt for Zombies again until the next morning, from which he'd begin delivering resources to his village. The Survivalist returned as expected, dropping off a couple chests' worth of resources for the Villagers, informing them it would take a little time for him to bring everything. As he dropped off more and more resources, the other Villagers noticed something off about the Survivalist, his body looking in worse shape despite his seemingly high energy, as well as the yellowing of his teeth, the sinking of his eyes, his nose being somewhat shriveled, and a foul stench leaving his mouth with every breath. He was also wearing what seemed to be a cobbled together set of armor, acquired during his Zombie hunting, which no one else besides him knew. As he came back from one shipment, he requested for the Iron Golem to come with him, to help carry resources and provide escort in case something attacked since night time was getting close. As the Survivalist and Golem went towards the shelter, they took a path around the edge of a ravine, and after partially crossing it, the Survivalist warned the Golem of something encroaching behind them, causing it to turn around. With its back turned to him, the Survivalist then ran into it, shoving it off the crossing and into the depths of the ravine, landing with a loud slam. The Survivalist then returned alone with the last shipment, informing the people that the Golem was forced to stay behind to defend him as he ran back to the village, which at this point had multiple new houses constructed for all of the refugees. The Villagers requested for the Survivalist to defend them if something attacked until they could get a new Golem, and he obliged, saying someone should ring the bell twice if Zombies attacked the village, once if it was Pillagers attacking in the night, and with that the village slept that night, all except for the Survivalist, who had stayed awake to presumably be on guard, all while eating some of the flesh obtained on his hunts. A couple hours later, the bell rang twice. The Survivalist listened with a depraved, selfish glee as he heard doors being smashed, cries for his help, and the cries of pain & terrified screams of the Villagers as a horde of Zombies attacked, leaving no survivors. After it went to silence, the Survivalist came down and harvested the flesh from almost every Zombie, including the Villagers he had betrayed, which meant he had a large supply of flesh, as well as the rest of the unused food kept in the village's storage, letting him live like a king, while using the village's vacancy as bait for Zombies to enter his doorstep and fall to his axe, or for Pillagers hoping to steal being confronted and led to a trap that led to a pit filled with zombies, adding the pillagers to the food supply, making the pit a self-sufficient slaughterhouse for rotted human flesh. His plan was a success, and he would never starve again. One night, a Zombie went over the hillside into the valley, where he walked through the village, seeing nothing but abandoned buildings and remains of the dead, but not of people, other Zombies, as a lone Villager clad in salvaged armor and wielding a rusted, bloody axe stepped into the Zombie's view. The Zombie's fight or flight kicked in, seeing all the bodies and the Villager himself, who let out a devilish grin, planning to play with his food...
@@PManDudeGuyLol Just the sort of reaction I was going for, I thought the idea of him getting his fellow Villagers infected so he could sustain on them too would be a nice touch
@@PManDudeGuyLol I am aware (it's one of my favorite songs of all time). I just thought that the name for this cover just sounded, well, ass. So that is why I came up with that name
My take on the lore: ZMDE was at it again with his favorite mob: the minecraft villager the intelligent villager civilization was doing fine, they developed technology from the digital world at some point ZMDE, who loved the mob to bits, decided to develop a piece of technology, a machine that used robotics to bring the minecraft villager to life in the real world so it was done, villagers were transported to the real world and decided to build a civilization there, at some point, they experimented with living tissue and created a monster of some sorts, the zombie, they wanted to destroy it but just locked it in there, soon, rumors were written about the experiment and one day, one villager, curious about it, went to the labs, armed with a gun-like projectile weapon, found the zombie, still living off the rotten, unused tissues left there they both stared at eachother before the villager draws their weapon as the zombie's eyes focus on the meat he was about to feast on, and now, both sides knew what they needed to do.
"Tonight, we spawn for the greatest world to ever be built, in the overworld. A speedrun unmatched by even Jeb himself, and you’ve got the next update! Won’t you join us?"
Lore: the villager again like always.the village got looted by steve in hardcore mode, but steve died to a whole group of mobs in the night, the villager wondered what steve would taste like, the villager thought he would get powers due to steve being powerful with such mind, but once the villager tasted a bit of steve, a sensation broke in the villager and now the villager wanted to eat anything thats alive. The villager ate the other villagers and mobs, the villager was unstoppable since steve played in hard core. Down in a cave, the villager hit a jackpot because there was tons of zombies to fest on but during eating one a zombie with amour spotted the villager and so they rap battled This took a whole buch of time, you better like.
Death. Death had claimed the lives of many that night. The greatest steel warriors forged fallen, and every inhabitant of that once bustling town now slaughtered by the night terrors. All but one. A lone villager, witnessing the utter massacre, could do nothing but flee. And then, they felt it. A bite. They hadn’t much time left. They fought off the accursed undead which would begin the villager’s downward spiral. The villager quickly went back to the town’s brewery, and with what little ingredients were left, made themselves a potion, the supposed cure the alchemists had spoken of, the elixir of life. Just one component was needed. Rotten meat. The villager gathered meager scraps of blighted muscle and fat from one of their fallen men, ensuring that they couldn’t rise back to life. But they wondered, what would it taste like?.. Much time has passed since then. This once innocent man, is in an eternal state of limbo between humanity and unthinking and undead hunger. They may be able to speak, but they forever crave the taste of the diseased flesh of the dead and undead, the elixir of life preventing their complete transformation, but the hunger making them crave forever more. The eternally unsatiated of the world, and the slayer of all undead, calls themselves one name and one name only. Obitus.
Villager: ñam ñam rotten flesh Zombie: WT- Hm Hm, tonight we are gonna make the best fight this village have seen, non-dead, and you got the hero rol... will you win?
"Tonight I will aquire the best Trade of all time, Rotting corpse! An offer unmatched by even Piglins themselves! And you've got the leading role! Won't you join me?
@@PManDudeGuyLol dang. That's alright. Maybe try piglins? Or ooo the wither? U could make like a boss fight song with wither chromatics! Or at least that's what I would have in mind.
build or break hahe tonight we shall commence the greatest tournament that has ever existed undead retch A competition so grand that it overshadows even the ancient builders and you have a starring role my friend join me in my feast
@@PManDudeGuyLolalso, it sounds like a bass boosted and lower pitch version of the bully from baldi's basics which I don't even know how I came to that conclusion lol
@@PManDudeGuyLolI didn't mean just his normal voice lol, I meant that this is what it would sound like if it was slightly bass boosted and really pitched down and made into a chromatic
put the chromatics and then go to file and click on save as ... and you will get options, you put a name and in the second option you click and look for dwp you save it
Lore: In a plains village right next to a desert, there was a nitwit, who wasn't respected by anyone, even his own family didn't respect him, but one day, he heard about a desert temple with more riches than the end cities themselves, he went on an adventure to find this treasure to be respected, but he was lost and coudn't find any food in desert, he found shelter during the night, but the next day, he saw a lonely husk that was going towards him, it was either him or the husk. He didn't want to do it, but it was his only choice, killed him, but then, he got really hungry, so he ate the husk body while cloaing his eyes nand picturing the rotten flesh as steak, but then got the hunger effect, so at night, he needed to get more food to survive, he did that until he actually started to like the rotten flesh, so even during the day he found and ate husks. But one day, one husk had enough of living in fear and got help for the creepers, and at night, he distracted the villager with a song, but during the song, all of the creepers moved behind him and when the villager was going to kill the husk, they exploded, which is why we hear an explosion at the end, but it also killed the husk in the process, but in the end, that was remembered as a fearless hero who saved the huskes from a bloothirsty villager.
"Oh zombies, don't be afraid. Land of the Abandoned Village Because those son of a bitchs, man in blue shirts and women in green shirts, stole all our food. What should we do? except eating what we have... Now, my green friend, would you like to join us in our supper?" Your zombie voice give me hot feeling lol
I don't know if this village from the cover eats zombie meat or not but it would be really cool if he ate villager meat too then he would be that village that decimated an entire village
(Story) One day in the village, the villagers are planting, harvesting, and trading with Steve. When it gets late, villagers lose track of time and they get eaten alive by zombies. That is when this particular villager SNAPS. He is so tired of his people getting eaten alive, so he goes insane! Not only does he violently murder and feast upon the zombies, but he even kills and eats his own people. Steve cannot stop this and gets caught astray, being killed in the process. Steve is half alive when the villager finishes the job. Then this particular zombie is the last one standing against this monster of a villager. The zombie is nervous, when all of a sudden, he hears "3, 2, 1, Go!" (Let me know how I did 👍)
@@PManDudeGuyLol Thanks! For some reason I can make stories from scratch, idk how, but I can. Like if I see something like this, I will just start making a story based on what is happening in here. Even if there are no sprites or details, I can. Thanks again!
![Act Or Flee 2 [Jerry Dry Piss] [Bold or Brash/ Darnell Wet Fart but Trousle & Sans sing it]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/bpEJIYt7rXA/mqdefault.jpg)
Thanks for using my FLP!
no problem!
@@PManDudeGuyLol what program u using?
@@thevirus493 FL studio
Random lore concept I came up with off the top of my head:
There was once a quaint little village established in a peaceful plains biome. In that village lived a nitwit. He was just a regular villager that walked around and didn't do anything. One day as the night fell on the land, he went into the safety of his home, but instead of going to bed, he curiously watched the mobs of the night wonder around through his window. One thing in particular caught his interest. The Iron Golem, fearlessly fighting off a horde of zombies.
The next morning he walked over to the spot the Golem was fighting at and spotted a couple chunks of rotten flesh on the ground. Like a total nitwit, he curiously picked up the remains of the dead undead and started eating it..... The rotten flesh made the villager feel different. The taste of these decaying bits of a destroyed zombie was divine to the taste buds of this specific villager. After finishing the last piece of rotten flesh, he started walking off into the distance. leaving behind the village and venturing into the great unknown, no gear, no weapons, just the cloths on his back. Nobody from that village ever saw him again.
Many months later, as the sun began to set over the hills yet again, a loan villager sulked through a thick Spruce Forest. He was eagerly waiting for the night to fall, for once the moon rises, the villager goes on the hunt. The hunt for the undead. This entire time the villager has been surviving off of Rotten Flesh.... Only Rotten Flesh. From the moment he tried that first bite back in his home village, he became deeply addicted to the stuff. Each night he would slay every zombie he saw to feast upon their decaying remains.
But tonight was different.
It was a full moon tonight, and as the darkness fell upon the land, the first mobs of the night spawned. One of which was one of the rarest mob spawns in all of Minecraft. A Zombie with a full set of diamond armor and a sword has spawned in. The hungry villager, driven by his craving for the delicious rotten flesh of the walking corpse, set his sunk in eyes on his prey. Green particles swirled around his body due to the Hunger Effect that was now permanently applied to him. He needed to sink his crooked teeth into that rotten flesh.
Likewise The undead zombie set it's black eyes on the hungry villager itself. The zombie, being a zombie wanted nothing more than to feast on the sweet, juicy brains of the living.
The two mobs stood before one another, sizing each other up. Both of them equally eager to take a big bite out of each other.
this interesting, i loved how you made it entertaining despite it being just about a villager liking flesh
keep up the good work :)
Just in case no one knows. 1:33 is note blocks being played,
now i can imagine steve finding the villager eating the zombie and ends up either has the villager set outside his house to kill and eat zombies or gets disturbed and the villager mistakes steve for a zombie sense there dressed the same but the nitwit villager was to dumb to tell the difference and eats steve craving human and rotten flesh after
@@alexthewolf1223 dark
i like it
The fact that rotten flesh gives you hungerness
Can we just talk about how amazing zombie's chromatic sounds?
thanks i made the zombie sounds with my own voice :)
@@PManDudeGuyLolDamn I was wishing that it would be the zombie sound effects. But still cool I guess.
@@juan25ink93 nah when i tried doing that it didnt sound too good
@@juan25ink93 Same lmao. the long notes sounds like the zombie sounds
@@PManDudeGuyLol danm you voice sounds really nice
Zombie sounding way too good, bro knows what he is doin'.
zombie voiced by me because the original didnt really work that well
@@PManDudeGuyLol lol
@@PManDudeGuyLol blud makes for a good zombie then 🔥
@@ITZ_XCERNIUS gonna make a youtube channel called zombie plays
When
I love how even when crazy and talking, the villager just sounds congested as all hell
i have no idea what that means lmao
@@PManDudeGuyLol it means that the villager sounds like they have a stuffy nose
@@BLU3Dartist ah i see
well thanks to ai voices i can make it sound accurate to the game
Stuffy nose guy fights greeni in song
"You know how they say rotten flesh only gives you the poison effect? For me, zombie, it gives me a craving for more. And random chests in dungeons miles underground won't satisfy me."
it gives you the hunger effect your demise is imminent
Villager: it seems you're not eating my brain, but instead, I AM FEASTING ON YOU!
zombie: euuuughhghghhhhhhhuhuuhhhhhhhhhh
zombie: bruhhhhhhh...
@@Dieg0_Was_H3re uvgtuigfvshnljkgtiufbdbhkvkgtbhiulgfdvhjkgtrlivfukrtvs
It would have fit better if the villagers instrument was the 8-bit sound you get when you place a note block on an emerald block, but this is still an outstanding cover! Amazing job!
shiz i forgot about that lmao
anyway thanks
“You know why I eat all of this flesh zombie?…”
“Urrrr.”
“Oh yeah,I forgot.”
bro forgor
This cover actually is legit so good, i have no clue how this only has 150 views.
probably because i forgot to add the fnf category lmao
I am haunted by your pfp and what it means.
Steve was a legend. A mysterious wanderer who flew through the skies with wings of specters, swam through the sea with a helmet of the strongest turtle shells, and had braved monuments long lost to the sea, the dimension of eternal flame, and even the silence of the long lost cities, draped in their funeral shrouds of blue, bringing back untold treasures each time. It was said death could not even hold their grasp on Steve if the skeletal fingers of the grave had touched his body.
Yet his efforts always held a sinister secret. His greatest constructs always were built upon the backs and bones of the villagers in his domain. And to a legend like steve, the world was his domain. Hundreds of Iron Sentinels fell to his glowing blades, his experimentation in gilded fruits, the outlawed elixirs and the kinetic-necrotic plagues, had allowed him to rewrite the minds of even the greatest scholars, their influence goading the hand of the innocent into borderline scams for the wealth the villagers had taken thousands of years to acquire.
The Curator could not allow this. Carefully, from the shadows, in robes draped in blue, acting as a foolish trader who roams the world, The Curator had gathered knowledge. they had analyzed Steve, deconstructing him to the simplest building blocks of psychology. Yet not only did they gather knowledge on steve...they gathered knowledge on what the knowledge he had acquired. Ancient rituals, documents, things which should have been lost with the eternal cycles of the rise and fall of sun and moon.
The Curator no longer wanted to liberate the villagers and help them regain their rightful control of the world this interloper had appeared in. All he wanted to do was erase every trace of this rot, this blemish on the world. And one fateful night, as the demon lay in his bed...using ancient runes, the blue powders of the earth, totems of death defied, red powders of the flaming spirits, and the purple eyes which always looked home...it was done.
*Steve was struck by lightning.*
It was never enough for him. Each individual block that was placed must be destroyed. Each piece of equipment must be dismantled. Steve must be scrubbed from the history books. Yet the more the Curator did, the more he had to. Faces of animals melted into that horrifying face, the glow of his blade shining through the clouds. And the Curator just kept destroying. Those who had even uttered Steve's name were not spared. The Curator, in using Steve's knowledge, had become something worse than Steve. He was doing the right thing. He was doing the right thing.
*He was doing the right thing.*
At the end...nothing was left. No block which Steve walked on remained, the world reduced to crumbling rocks through a broken space. how long had it been? The sun and moon had lost their glow, the stars flickering out. Thoughts and ideas became a blur. He had to keep destroying. the world was broken, decayed, consumed by the void apart from the Curator and a platform of stone. How long had it been since the Curator had seen his own face in a reflection, be it a mirror or body of water?
*How long had it been?*
...
*R̵͇̄ȇ̵͓s̵͍͗p̵͕͐á̶̤w̶̞̍n̶̢͒*
Ghastly groans echoed throughout the abyss in space and time, the first noise heard in an undefined length. As the Curator turned, their eyes, long since rotting, saw a face. Equally rotting, green flesh barely clinging to the skull. But that physique, that blue tunic...and the eyes which stared back.
Something had to happen. Why it had to happen didn't matter anymore. How it could, or had to happen, didn't matter anymore.
They were staring at the monster which had destroyed their world. The monster who had brought them to the state they were in now. standing right in front of them was the one who had ruined everything. And now, this was their chance, to end the suffering and screams etched into the fabric of this universe. After all...
*_T̵̜̕ḣ̴̪ẽ̴̹y̸͙͗ ̷̰̌ẁ̴͖e̶͙͛r̷͇͐e̴̹͊ ̶͎̀d̶̳̑o̶̲̔ḭ̷͑ń̴̺g̶̞̍ ̷̜̋t̷̜͛h̵̦̏ḙ̸̎ ̵̗͘r̵̫̒i̷̬͌g̶̮͛h̶̭̔t̵̹̾ ̶̡̓t̷̤̓h̶̡͑i̸͓͒n̷̛̹ḡ̴͙.̵̣̈́_*
why are there so many good writersnin my comments?
im not complaining but seriously
@@PManDudeGuyLol I was inspired by the other guy lol.
Dusttale lore
@@ibis03real
no way a villager and zombie sound this good
youd think that until i come along and fuckin make you not think that
Since people are making lore, here's my take:
So a village was struggling with food and a villager got so hungry he started eating zombie flesh and developed an addiction, he ate an entire horde that terrorized the village,one zombie, who was somehow smarter than the others, got armor, a sword and shield, and went to avenge his eaten comrades.
I can imagine the villager leaning forward comically and taking a large CHOMP out of the shield
@@Sandytheflooferif the once called "villager" existed, its jaws would be probably deformed (significantly large mouth) to eat more because of "his" addiction
pov: the villager pulls out a uno reverse card
yo zombie, im gonna eat you and turn you into a villager
i really like your cover i love both vocals especially zombies and overall you've done a pretty great job with this cover also a simple request could you someday do this again but with the villager's voice with element animation as i think it's more expressive than the normal villager plus i love the EA villager voice so yeah but still well-made-cover
gives me an idea of minecraft villager vs element animation villager
I like to think that instead of this being a random zombie npc, it would be a zombie with the zombie villager cure active, making the zombie act more like a player rather than a villager
the zombie then starts fuckin speedbridging and doing bedwar strats
@@PManDudeGuyLol yeah that makes sense
It sounds great but I think villager could do with sounding a little bit louder, can hardly hear him at some parts.
i know, i just couldnt make him louder without making other parts too loud without changing the individual volumes of notes
i find it funny that the Villager is a product of AI covers
nah for me ive just been seeing spongebob ai covers and occasionally jschlatt
this shit goes hard, I'mma put this on loop
Villager: "Won't you join me?"
Zombie: "Brainz..."
Everyone, I found an underrated cover. Good job
thank you thank you
your cool too, dont forget that
@@PManDudeGuyLol Your welcome, and thank you :D
I have a story for a starved villager: in a village there was a scientific villager who tasted food so that he could see a food that would fill you up more, one of those that he tasted was rotten meat. When he ate it, he felt an exquisite taste that made him angry and he went crazy. After 4 hours the taste passed but he felt strange he wanted more rotten meat so in a zombie invasion of his village when the golem would kill all the zombies he would grab the remains and some zombies that were not so damaged there would be several recipes one of That was a cake and a zombie chop. The cake would be left on a table and he would go to his laboratory to make more variants. Since the cake was on the table, a villager would enter the house and see the cake, as he would not suspect that it was a zombie cake, he would take a bite. After that bite, he would feel crazy and hungrier, wanting to eat more, he would eat everything except a piece. who would share it with another villager when giving it to the other villager he would have the same symptoms they would know who made the cake so they would go to the scientific villager's laboratory there in the laboratory the 2 villagers would see more variants of zombie meat they would eat it all except some who did. They would leave for the village after so much searching they would see the scientist villager with a lot of zombie meat all over the room. The 2 villagers would ask for more meat. The scientist spoke stammering because he was rotting inside. He had no eyes, only a white spot on his back. Be careful what you would see. After 2 weeks the entire village would be infected or with the symptoms of zombie flesh. Their golem was an oven golem to chance the zombie flesh. The villagers waited for the day of the zombie invasion to come. 2 days later the village was empty when the zombie army appeared in the village. They would look for the villagers. After so much searching, they would see a small villager with his skin coming out, showing us some parts of his skinless muscles. Three zombies would chase him without knowing the villager was. Carrying the golem in the oven to cook it after so much persecution, they would meet the villager and cook them there except for one who escaped to tell the others, the zombies would retreat but. Suddenly an army of rotten villagers, we'll call them, surrounded the entire village so that they wouldn't escape. One of the zombies would go to a house to hide but I wouldn't know that there was the scientist with an ax to eat it but the zombie would take out a shovel to defend himself. This is when the song would start, then the scientist would take out a block of that sound and play to make the zombie unoptimized, but he would take out an iron helmet to defend his brain from control. After that, the house would burn down by the furnace golem that was demolished by the zombies that's when the That is when the end of the song would appear while the village and a nearby forest were burning and there was a pillager tower in the distance where Captain Pillager with a telescope would see the entire fight and how the rotten villagers ate the zombies. The scientist and the zombie would die, the zombie would die from the fire and the scientist would die because his body couldn't stand it because of how rotten his body is, but the roof fell on him and he died. After the great battle, some rotten villagers would survive and go to another village to distribute "cake" (which was actually zombie cake infecting the entire village) if you want part 2 of the story you must reach 10 likes for this comment
cool story idea
a bit long but still cool
This would look sick if we see a cover of the villager and zombie
i might actually get a friend to create a new song of these two
@@PManDudeGuyLol cool I would like too see a remake of it
I'd like to see actual sprites or artwork of this.
i may actually do that
I forgot tho coment something here, dude i love that cover!!!!
thanks!
i love that esmerald it just came in my mind :P (nice mix btw)
whos esmerald
@@PManDudeGuyLol the game item ist like he killed everyone to get their emeralds (sorry i spoke wrong im brazillian and i am learning english still)
@@duduedu-m9d oh i see, i thought wrong because of the s there
either way, good luck on learning english
@@PManDudeGuyLol thanks man i apreciate it!
I imagine furnace is replaced by furnace golen from minecraft earth in this
holy shit yes
how it feels to resort to eating rotten flesh whilst mining in caves:
youve ran out of food with 3 hunger bars and 5 hearts, theres a bunch of zombies, you have no other choice
Everybody Gangsta until a bored creative mode Steve aproches fliying to the village whit tnt
steve sees a villager and a zombie duke it out then suddenly boom
danm this goes so hard i died in hardcore and had to expectate all of this
Bro had to spectate a rap battle between a cannibalistic villager and a regular zombie
What if after eating Rotten Meat he decided to eat something else? Bones caught his attention as the skeletons did not attack him since they only attacked a specific human to the player. The Skeleton would see the strange villager but he rushed at him like a torn beast his arm with the bow had to escape since there was no chance and he had lost his bow but he found a stone sword and a leather cap that surely was from some dead game without thinking he took the things and went for the villager
this can be viewed like a prey remix almost, ill consider that
When the cleric villager needs more rotten flesh and the players stash isn’t gonna cut it
what is he using flesh for?
@@PManDudeGuyLol as squibwarb the guy who plays "tuethida" in the very epic bold or brash video i would like to guess he is using it for a cure for the thing called "hunger" several meanings for the word hunger incl-de jdusijiwjeijswiaejisjoaejosjoaejsi and a feeling of discomfort or weakness caused by lack of food, coupled with the desire to eat. thus i need to stop yapping.
@@TeaEnjoyerReal that makes sense
The song ever
so true
I like how it sounds but the concept has irony, I think I would make a mod of an evil villager and steve
also this is still a good song keep up the good work
thanks
you just gave me an idea im gonna need to create at some point
AIGHT THIS IS GONNA BE THE BEST FNF X AI COVERS IVE HEARD!
because i actually made the villager into chromatics
Maybe it’s just because of how good the zombie sounds but I like to imagine it won the encounter here.
all because it wore a helmet or something
THE ZOMBIE'S VOICE IS SO NICE HELLO?????? ⁉️🤭
thanks bro
I wanted to try my own spin on a story based off this, ended up being so long I split it into two comments
Located in a valley surrounded by a few hills, there was a village, one that had recently fallen on hard times. Villagers from other settlements took refuge there in the wake of both Zombie and Pillager attacks, as this village was the only one with a functioning Iron Golem. As a result of the refugees' arrival, the village's resources were spread thin, enough to the point where the Pillagers didn't try to attack it, as the lack of resources and the functioning Golem made it not worth their time and resources. In the wake of this crisis, the village council elected one of their own to venture out and gather resources to replenish the overpopulated village. This Villager had grown up a hunter-gatherer and survivalist, caused by Zombies attacking his own village decades prior when he was only a teenager, leading him to live in the wild for years until he found the village in the valley, which took him in and put his talents to good use, as well as the events forging a burning hatred for Zombies. He would collect plants in the wild, bring the meat of animals that couldn't be led back, and deliver wood to the village to help them better sustain themselves and create new structures or build new ones, and he did those things incredibly quickly, although the situation this time around was a new level for him, not being used to getting the level of resources necessary for all of the extra people. Despite the extra pressure, he agreed to venture out with no hesitation, taking a rusted iron axe that had served him well for years and still swung true despite its condition, and a bag of Emeralds for if he happened to find another village he could possibly trade with for resources. He then set forth, instructed to spend a few days gathering, longer than he had spent before.
As his first night in the wilderness rolled around, the Survivalist realized he was in a bit of a pickle. Because of the increase in population at the village, he couldn't afford to save any of the food for himself and eat it when necessary like he normally would, save for the occasional apple that fell from a tree as he collected wood to build more homes, or a slice or two of watermelon since only the seeds were necessary to grow more. In those moments, only sustained by rationed apples and watermelon slices, he trudged on, collecting as much as he could store, sparingly using wooden planks to make rudimentary shelters with chests and beds, allowing him to rest and store more items, although at the expense of making multiple trips back to the shelters after dropping some off at the village, as they held more than he could carry at one time, all while barely keeping himself sated.
After getting some sleep to rest for the next day, he ventured out in a different direction to where he'd spent the first day, eventually finding a small village comprised of only a few buildings and a defunct Iron Golem partially buried in dirt, covered in rust and moss. The Villagers there gave the Survivalist what little they could spare in exchange for Emeralds, just happy to help other people that needed those resources more than them. He then went back into the forest, continuing to gather as normal. After a successful day collecting, he started walking back to his shelter as the sun set behind him, unfortunately running low on his already limited rations of fruits. As he walked, energy draining and hunger rising, a Zombie ambushed him from behind a tree, although the Survivalist was able to quickly react, swinging his Axe into the side of the Zombie's head. Surprisingly, this is the first Zombie he'd ran into up close in a while, never being outside at night long enough for them to approach him on his usual expeditions. Despite his declining energy, the Survivalist hacked into the Zombie with his Axe after knocking it to the ground, its presence filling him with a vehement hatred long bottled up that he was finally able to exert. As he stood over the Zombie's mangled remains, he had a strange idea, born out of desperation and hunger due to his rations being almost out. He chopped off a bit of the Zombie's flesh with his axe, and hesitantly bit into it, immediately overwhelmed with a strangely sour taste as the aroma of decay wafted into his nostrils. Despite this, he tore into the flesh's sinewy texture, eventually tearing off and swallowing a bite, and his eyes widened in surprise. He slowly acquired the taste as he sunk his teeth into the flesh, eating more of it, his hunger feeling significantly more satiated compared to all the apples and watermelons he had been eating for nearly two days. By the time he was done with that piece, he was hooked, and started stripping the rest of the Zombie's flesh off its body, continuing to consume it until he finally felt full for the first time since he exited his village to hunt and gather. After eating as much as he could, he took the rest of the flesh, keeping it on him as part of his new rations, and as he made his way to his shelter, storing all of the resources after he arrived, he felt hungry again, despite feeling sated not too long ago, but then he remembered something, the fact that Zombies burned in daylight, meaning their flesh could only be reliably collected at night, so he knew what was necessary. He wouldn't sleep that night. Instead he stepped out, fueled by hunger and with his axe in hand, he began a new hunt, slaughtering every Zombie he could find until the sun had fully risen...
As the last day of his appointed task arrived, the Survivalist went back to his usual rounds, now with a large supply of rotten flesh as rations, eating some whenever he was running low on energy and began feeling hungry again, everything now going off without a hitch thanks to that. Night slowly approached, and as it did, he went back to the village he had previously traded with, but noticed it seemed quieter, emptier. As he walked down the main road, he saw the doors of the houses were broken off their hinges, trails of blood were drawn on the floors, and the familiar, euphoric scent of rot filled the air around him. As he looked into one building, a Zombie attacked him, but it was different from the other Zombies, it was one of the Villagers, seemingly turned into a Zombie after an attack that must have occurred the previous night. He struck down the Zombie Villager, and he wanted to try something. He cut off the Villager's decaying flesh and consumed it, finding it tasting similar to the regular Zombie flesh, but more savory, since in terms of Zombie flesh, it was noticeably more "fresh". After delighting in his new meal, he had a twisted epiphany, one he kept in the back of his mind as he went to hunt for Zombies again until the next morning, from which he'd begin delivering resources to his village.
The Survivalist returned as expected, dropping off a couple chests' worth of resources for the Villagers, informing them it would take a little time for him to bring everything. As he dropped off more and more resources, the other Villagers noticed something off about the Survivalist, his body looking in worse shape despite his seemingly high energy, as well as the yellowing of his teeth, the sinking of his eyes, his nose being somewhat shriveled, and a foul stench leaving his mouth with every breath. He was also wearing what seemed to be a cobbled together set of armor, acquired during his Zombie hunting, which no one else besides him knew. As he came back from one shipment, he requested for the Iron Golem to come with him, to help carry resources and provide escort in case something attacked since night time was getting close. As the Survivalist and Golem went towards the shelter, they took a path around the edge of a ravine, and after partially crossing it, the Survivalist warned the Golem of something encroaching behind them, causing it to turn around. With its back turned to him, the Survivalist then ran into it, shoving it off the crossing and into the depths of the ravine, landing with a loud slam. The Survivalist then returned alone with the last shipment, informing the people that the Golem was forced to stay behind to defend him as he ran back to the village, which at this point had multiple new houses constructed for all of the refugees. The Villagers requested for the Survivalist to defend them if something attacked until they could get a new Golem, and he obliged, saying someone should ring the bell twice if Zombies attacked the village, once if it was Pillagers attacking in the night, and with that the village slept that night, all except for the Survivalist, who had stayed awake to presumably be on guard, all while eating some of the flesh obtained on his hunts.
A couple hours later, the bell rang twice. The Survivalist listened with a depraved, selfish glee as he heard doors being smashed, cries for his help, and the cries of pain & terrified screams of the Villagers as a horde of Zombies attacked, leaving no survivors. After it went to silence, the Survivalist came down and harvested the flesh from almost every Zombie, including the Villagers he had betrayed, which meant he had a large supply of flesh, as well as the rest of the unused food kept in the village's storage, letting him live like a king, while using the village's vacancy as bait for Zombies to enter his doorstep and fall to his axe, or for Pillagers hoping to steal being confronted and led to a trap that led to a pit filled with zombies, adding the pillagers to the food supply, making the pit a self-sufficient slaughterhouse for rotted human flesh. His plan was a success, and he would never starve again.
One night, a Zombie went over the hillside into the valley, where he walked through the village, seeing nothing but abandoned buildings and remains of the dead, but not of people, other Zombies, as a lone Villager clad in salvaged armor and wielding a rusted, bloody axe stepped into the Zombie's view. The Zombie's fight or flight kicked in, seeing all the bodies and the Villager himself, who let out a devilish grin, planning to play with his food...
jesus christ
This is beautiful, the grandest story I've ever heard
@@acatandacat8044
Glad you liked it!
@@PManDudeGuyLol
Just the sort of reaction I was going for, I thought the idea of him getting his fellow Villagers infected so he could sustain on them too would be a nice touch
Zombies & Pillagers Biggest Nightmare
*Share Or Die*
trade or fade
i like to think that the villager gets killed by the zombie at the end, because they cant damage other entities
nah this is the starved mod
Oh, this deserves a mod and artwork
i agree, and might actually do that in the future
Ima rename this just i dont think Villager Wet Fart sounds like a good name, so how about:
Villager's Grave Desire (also peak cover)
nah its based on the song name "darnel wet fart" search it up (also thanks)
@@PManDudeGuyLol I am aware (it's one of my favorite songs of all time). I just thought that the name for this cover just sounded, well, ass. So that is why I came up with that name
@@NightVKnight fair enough
villager wet fart
@@NightVKnightyou might even say it might sound like a wet fart
My take on the lore: ZMDE was at it again with his favorite mob: the minecraft villager the intelligent villager civilization was doing fine, they developed technology from the digital world at some point ZMDE, who loved the mob to bits, decided to develop a piece of technology, a machine that used robotics to bring the minecraft villager to life in the real world so it was done, villagers were transported to the real world and decided to build a civilization there, at some point, they experimented with living tissue and created a monster of some sorts, the zombie, they wanted to destroy it but just locked it in there, soon, rumors were written about the experiment and one day, one villager, curious about it, went to the labs, armed with a gun-like projectile weapon, found the zombie, still living off the rotten, unused tissues left there they both stared at eachother before the villager draws their weapon as the zombie's eyes focus on the meat he was about to feast on, and now, both sides knew what they needed to do.
Interesting idea
I like it
*When the the tables have turned*
when the turns have tabled
in my opinion. should of been a dr trayorus and dantdm cover
ill be honest i made isotope with trayaurus and dantdm but it never released
@@PManDudeGuyLolI would love to see that
@@zandom1518 ill see if i can make it again, cause the file may be lost now
"Tonight, we spawn for the greatest world to ever be built, in the overworld. A speedrun unmatched by even Jeb himself, and you’ve got the next update! Won’t you join us?"
cool idea, may steal some of it
@@PManDudeGuyLolalright
I THINK HE said "not even HEROBRIEN him self" I literally dont know? 🤔🤔🤔
It's based on what you want him to say, there's no subtitles for a reason
Lore: the villager again like always.the village got looted by steve in hardcore mode, but steve died to a whole group of mobs in the night, the villager wondered what steve would taste like, the villager thought he would get powers due to steve being powerful with such mind, but once the villager tasted a bit of steve, a sensation broke in the villager and now the villager wanted to eat anything thats alive. The villager ate the other villagers and mobs, the villager was unstoppable since steve played in hard core. Down in a cave, the villager hit a jackpot because there was tons of zombies to fest on but during eating one a zombie with amour spotted the villager and so they rap battled
This took a whole buch of time, you better like.
you got your wish i did like
the villagers stalling the zombie trying to build a iron golem :
the villager sings so everyone else can have time
I think at the end either the village house got blow up by a creeper or TNT
the creeper sabotages
Death. Death had claimed the lives of many that night. The greatest steel warriors forged fallen, and every inhabitant of that once bustling town now slaughtered by the night terrors. All but one.
A lone villager, witnessing the utter massacre, could do nothing but flee. And then, they felt it. A bite. They hadn’t much time left. They fought off the accursed undead which would begin the villager’s downward spiral.
The villager quickly went back to the town’s brewery, and with what little ingredients were left, made themselves a potion, the supposed cure the alchemists had spoken of, the elixir of life. Just one component was needed. Rotten meat.
The villager gathered meager scraps of blighted muscle and fat from one of their fallen men, ensuring that they couldn’t rise back to life. But they wondered, what would it taste like?..
Much time has passed since then. This once innocent man, is in an eternal state of limbo between humanity and unthinking and undead hunger. They may be able to speak, but they forever crave the taste of the diseased flesh of the dead and undead, the elixir of life preventing their complete transformation, but the hunger making them crave forever more. The eternally unsatiated of the world, and the slayer of all undead, calls themselves one name and one name only.
Obitus.
cool story idea
Villager: ñam ñam rotten flesh
Zombie: WT-
Hm Hm, tonight we are gonna make the best fight this village have seen, non-dead, and you got the hero rol... will you win?
HOLY SHIT THE TURNS HAVE TABLED
The Zombie chromatics where so good I couldnt resist making a cover with them
yeah good job on the cover
thanks for using my chromatics
Dr trayauras turns into a cannibal:
trayaurus has gone on too long without dantdm's revenue and cant afford anything else
trayaurus went completely fucking mental after dan abandoned the laboratory world
This goes hard! I love this lol
thanks
TRAYAURUS, WHAT HAPPENED?!
He ate dantdm
NOOOOOOOOOO
@@PManDudeGuyLol NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
bro why the FUCK is zombie's chromatic so good
because the FUCKing zombie was my voice
Imagine the villager ate Steve and other mobs
we wont ever truly know
Dr Trayaurus tweakin
trayaurus built (stole) the evil rap inator
"Tonight I will aquire the best Trade of all time, Rotting corpse! An offer unmatched by even Piglins themselves! And you've got the leading role! Won't you join me?
good spin on this
@@PManDudeGuyLol thank you!
You know what would be cool? Starved/evil slamacow vs dave the zombie and bart is the one killed.
i havent heard that name in years
Yea, it's sad that he doesn't do much anymore. Without a doubt, my favorite minecraft animator at the time.
How do I make a carpet with your chromatics if fl studio mobile needs a .dwp file and not a .wav file, make a .dwp chromatics file. Please
if i knew how i would, im sorry
@@PManDudeGuyLol And will you do it or not?
@@mills6173 im sorry i dont know how to do it
@@PManDudeGuyLolAnd what should I do? Should I make a cover bold or brash?
@@PManDudeGuyLol Well, make the file format not (.wav) but (.dwp), then the chromatic will work in Fl studio mobile as well......
I think the zombie’s voice is too loud. But that’s just a minor inconvenience.
thanks for the feedback
a trade seen by even herobrine/notch himself
YES
Zombie and the villager chromatics are good
thanks, i made them myself
Theres A Funny Thing About The Villagers They Also Have Long Nose Like Squidward 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
exactly
Bro flipped the food chain😂
Zombie eats villagers?
Nah Villagers eats zombies!
they are in australia
Can you make a chromatic for an enderman?
good idea, ill get on that then
nevermind the way the endermans voice is done im not able to do it effectively
@@PManDudeGuyLol dang. That's alright. Maybe try piglins? Or ooo the wither? U could make like a boss fight song with wither chromatics! Or at least that's what I would have in mind.
Also u could make the ender Chroms using your own voice too. I don't think too many people would mind.
@@UnblyndeMusic in reality i COULD do chromatics similar to pico for the mobs
Ngl you should try to actually make FNF songs, I see this as a good start.
ive tried multiple times, i cant seem to get into it properly
@@PManDudeGuyLol Just saying, you tried though, that's respectable.
Yo i have a question because for some reason its sounds like a pillager and If you could make it a pillager voice instead no pressure
what one sounds like a pillager?
@@PManDudeGuyLol The zombie idk lol
idk how to explain it but the consciemce version of lord x
yeah i dont get it lmao
@@PManDudeGuyLol he just sounds like it, with the raspy ‘EEE’ sound
sounds good tho
@@rammyri just looked at the chromatic again, i can kinda see where your going with that
bruh i soo wanna mod this, Ik i prolly could but im lazy, Also i dont wanna animate any art for it because also- lazy
when/if you get motivation, mod away and tell me about it, id love to see it
build or break
hahe tonight we shall commence the greatest tournament that has ever existed undead retch A competition so grand that it overshadows even the ancient builders and you have a starring role my friend join me in my feast
*starts spitting bars*
an idea for plankton a starved warden to truly add to the stakes
@@BrightStar699 i mean an interesting idea to see that, i may make up a story myself
how about burn or bribe
fry or flee
I like this, it's really good!
thanks
Can someone put the zombie's chromatic over Garcello in Faded pls 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
lmao
Imagine the background was a burning village with the villager in front of it
there was no player, just a lava pool right in the middle
What app you used to do this cover, the one is showing in the video, to make my covers too
i use fl studio
@@PManDudeGuyLol Thanks man, good cover you did here :)
Imagine if in the clarinet part, villager would ring with village's alarm bell
Im late to this, but your zombie impression kinda sounds like the zombies from pvz too lol
tomato potato and all that shit they are all zombies in the end
@@PManDudeGuyLolalso, it sounds like a bass boosted and lower pitch version of the bully from baldi's basics which I don't even know how I came to that conclusion lol
@@Techno_baller_67 bro seriously just mistook me for the bully from baldis basics
@@PManDudeGuyLolI didn't mean just his normal voice lol, I meant that this is what it would sound like if it was slightly bass boosted and really pitched down and made into a chromatic
@@Techno_baller_67 yeah i understand what you mean, dont worry
I love how for the clarinet part you used a note block instead
it made the most sense to add a note block
@@PManDudeGuyLol I can totally agree
Could someone transform this into dwp? if anyone can i would appreciate it
If only I knew how
put the chromatics and then go to file and click on save as ... and you will get options, you put a name and in the second option you click and look for dwp you save it
Zombie get mad pull iron sword out vengeful mob friends against villager and end creeper or tnt appear start blow up ruin village
villager dies
Man make a animation pls this is so good 👍👍
if i actually make this reality ill remake the vocals
@@PManDudeGuyLol so goood
Wtf is wrong with villager talk
Its made with ai trained on the villager so it's gonna sound like that
Lore: In a plains village right next to a desert, there was a nitwit, who wasn't respected by anyone, even his own family didn't respect him, but one day, he heard about a desert temple with more riches than the end cities themselves, he went on an adventure to find this treasure to be respected, but he was lost and coudn't find any food in desert, he found shelter during the night, but the next day, he saw a lonely husk that was going towards him, it was either him or the husk. He didn't want to do it, but it was his only choice, killed him, but then, he got really hungry, so he ate the husk body while cloaing his eyes nand picturing the rotten flesh as steak, but then got the hunger effect, so at night, he needed to get more food to survive, he did that until he actually started to like the rotten flesh, so even during the day he found and ate husks. But one day, one husk had enough of living in fear and got help for the creepers, and at night, he distracted the villager with a song, but during the song, all of the creepers moved behind him and when the villager was going to kill the husk, they exploded, which is why we hear an explosion at the end, but it also killed the husk in the process, but in the end, that was remembered as a fearless hero who saved the huskes from a bloothirsty villager.
nice one
but the only thing is that husks dont tend to burn
oops let me just edit that@@PManDudeGuyLol
@@4m0gu5_1s_g0d I'm now emagining that one Rick and Morty meme with Rick killing Morty
I bet this would be called “Village or Pillage”
thats pretty smart ngl
Zombies eating Villagers? what no in minecraft Villagers are eating zombies
in mother russia, villager eats you
"Oh zombies, don't be afraid. Land of the Abandoned Village Because those son of a bitchs, man in blue shirts and women in green shirts, stole all our food. What should we do? except eating what we have... Now, my green friend, would you like to join us in our supper?"
Your zombie voice give me hot feeling lol
hot feelings? are you calling me hot just by my voice?
@@PManDudeGuyLol I kinda like deep voice like that
if you feel uncomfortable im sorry
@@samtonhaiden609 nah i dont get uncomfortable easily, its just something i dont expect lmao
@@PManDudeGuyLol lol
I don't know if this village from the cover eats zombie meat or not but it would be really cool if he ate villager meat too then he would be that village that decimated an entire village
Can anyone know about the lore from starved villager?
uhhhhh the villager is built different
ever wonder why the Clerics want so much zombie flesh in their trades?
it tastes so good
(Story) One day in the village, the villagers are planting, harvesting, and trading with Steve. When it gets late, villagers lose track of time and they get eaten alive by zombies. That is when this particular villager SNAPS. He is so tired of his people getting eaten alive, so he goes insane! Not only does he violently murder and feast upon the zombies, but he even kills and eats his own people. Steve cannot stop this and gets caught astray, being killed in the process. Steve is half alive when the villager finishes the job. Then this particular zombie is the last one standing against this monster of a villager. The zombie is nervous, when all of a sudden, he hears "3, 2, 1, Go!"
(Let me know how I did 👍)
that is an interesting idea, i like it
@@PManDudeGuyLol Thanks! For some reason I can make stories from scratch, idk how, but I can. Like if I see something like this, I will just start making a story based on what is happening in here. Even if there are no sprites or details, I can. Thanks again!
@@Symbiotic.1 you have a special power, use it for the greater good
Bro have you drawn a sketch about this and putting this?
i didnt draw the sketch, my friend zack did
sad hes brazillian and lost twitter because of it
Why the zombie voice sounds like shadow xd
And good cover!!
zombie has got that damn fourth chaos emerald
I love how this Villager Probably ate Zombie Flesh, And realized instead of Zombies Eating Villagers: They Could Do the Same
then he tells everyone ense, now villages are safe
I like how they both have long noses
twins from different regions
Wait why was there an flp recreation if the official was already out
so i dont have to look for all the addons and instruments
''Bite or Die''
dave or grave
It's an excellent cover in my opinion, but it might be better if you use the newer version where you can replace the plankton with an iron golem
that one is actually fan made and came before this one, but good idea nonetheless
This is the official version, Plankton doesn't sing here, that's from fanmade versions