Serenity

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Serenity
Creation date	October 16, 2021
Citizens/Members
Members	Michaelmcchill (founding member)
National identity
Others	Location: -10, 6200

“	While it doesn't have a name, and it is no where near completion, my coordinates are -10, 6200. Come and find Serenity.	”
—Michaelmcchill, October 16, 2021

While it doesn't have a name, and it is no where near completion, my coordinates are -10, 6200. Come and find Serenity.

—MICHAELMCCHILL, OCTOBER 16, 2021

Serenity is a lore stream and location announced by Michaelmcchill on October 16, 2021 as a location away from the main SMP and L'Manberg to clear his mind from what he has experienced on the SMP.

Formation

Through a short stream on October 16, 2021, Michael made the following speech:

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Over the last five months, I’ve been in a difficult spot. I’ve met many an individual. Some who have made me feel welcome, and some who have done the relative opposite. They told me if I built a wooden house, I should have expected it to burn, and it did. While they claimed it a practical joke and put out their fires, I headed their warning and moved far away. Living in isolation for the last few months have taught me many a thing. One, self reliance is an important key. Two, when you’re alone, you have nothing to rely on. And three, actions matter much more than words. While I don’t have enemies, I also don’t have friends either. My distance has been kept for reasons, and they’re mine alone. I’ll always be friendly with locals, but in more situations than not, I’ve definitely felt threatened. I’ve heard nothing but rumors of good and bad. Some telling stories of a man that I’ve yet to meet, locked away for life. Some, ghost stories. The further I get away from L'Manberg, the clearer my mind becomes. No longer do the stories come knocking. When I’m here, nothing enters my walls. When I leave, I know what to expect, and the dangers that may, or may not, entail. Don’t believe everything you hear. Or maybe you should. If anybody hears this, good. Heed my warning, and stay away from L’Manberg. While it doesn’t have a name, and it’s nowhere near completion, my coordinates are -10, 6200. Come and find Serenity.

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Over the last five months, I’ve been in a difficult spot. I’ve met many an individual. Some who have made me feel welcome, and some who have done the relative opposite. They told me if I built a wooden house, I should have expected it to burn, and it did. While they claimed it a practical joke and put out their fires, I headed their warning and moved far away.

Living in isolation for the last few months have taught me many a thing. One, self reliance is an important key. Two, when you’re alone, you have nothing to rely on. And three, actions matter much more than words. While I don’t have enemies, I also don’t have friends either. My distance has been kept for reasons, and they’re mine alone. I’ll always be friendly with locals, but in more situations than not, I’ve definitely felt threatened.

I’ve heard nothing but rumors of good and bad. Some telling stories of a man that I’ve yet to meet, locked away for life. Some, ghost stories. The further I get away from L'Manberg, the clearer my mind becomes. No longer do the stories come knocking. When I’m here, nothing enters my walls. When I leave, I know what to expect, and the dangers that may, or may not, entail.

Don’t believe everything you hear. Or maybe you should. If anybody hears this, good. Heed my warning, and stay away from L’Manberg. While it doesn’t have a name, and it’s nowhere near completion, my coordinates are -10, 6200. Come and find Serenity.

Update

In a stream late on November 26, 2021, Michael made the following update speech in the same format as his last speech:

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I apologize for the recent radio silence, but I’ll be honest, I’ve actually liked my own peace and quiet. Since I’ve left the greater L’Manberg area, I’ve had the time to breathe and recollect my own thoughts. Although I’ve heard very little coming from town, I had a new visitor not very long ago. While he couldn’t stay long, his company was nice. We exchanged pleasantries and he was quickly on his way. A few days ago, I went back into town. I was invited to a dinner for friends. While I didn’t necessarily know a lot of the people too well who were there, it was nice. It makes me wonder, though. From what I’ve been told, when there’s a big get together, things usually end up heading south, and pretty quickly at that. Before anything could even happen though, it was over. We didn’t even get to eat. The faces were nice. It felt like what should be the norm. To have a sit down, even though the intended purpose of our visit did not get to happen. But like I said, things have just been quiet, simply put. Around here anyways. Now that I think about it, I have felt more productive than ever. I’ve continued to build my base of operations. I’ve found myself enjoying more of my own hobbies. Believe it or not, I’ve even taken up farming. And I’ve started putting together more of the pieces. The pieces. I’ve went back and forth between here and town occasionally. Going off of things I’ve heard, and things I’ve personally witnessed. I’ve started to see a bigger picture in all of this. Maybe I’m overreacting; or maybe everybody else is just working in from the corners. Either way, I still have some discomfort. I even don’t know if anybody is even listening to me. I have no idea. But weirdly, that gives me comfort. It does. Being able to come and give my confessional to a microphone stored away in my hidey-hole has given me a feeling of more control than I have ever previously had. I don’t know what I would do if I couldn’t do this. If this was taken from me, I’d probably go crazy. I’ve noticed that this is slowly becoming my diary. While I go off braving the ideas of isolation, in my own edge of extinction, this gives me comfort. A person, who doesn’t have anybody to speak to, finally has a voice. Maybe all of this talking will have done me well. I plan on going into town in a few days. Maybe the locals will still be friendly. Maybe I really have, honestly, looked at all of this wrong. The question I keep asking myself is 'do I leave what I have made here for myself, or do I stay in my own man-made bunkers?' Either way, maybe I will find more pieces. But if not, I’ll still have Serenity.

”

I apologize for the recent radio silence, but I’ll be honest, I’ve actually liked my own peace and quiet.

Since I’ve left the greater L’Manberg area, I’ve had the time to breathe and recollect my own thoughts. Although I’ve heard very little coming from town, I had a new visitor not very long ago. While he couldn’t stay long, his company was nice. We exchanged pleasantries and he was quickly on his way.

A few days ago, I went back into town. I was invited to a dinner for friends. While I didn’t necessarily know a lot of the people too well who were there, it was nice. It makes me wonder, though. From what I’ve been told, when there’s a big get together, things usually end up heading south, and pretty quickly at that. Before anything could even happen though, it was over. We didn’t even get to eat. The faces were nice. It felt like what should be the norm. To have a sit down, even though the intended purpose of our visit did not get to happen. But like I said, things have just been quiet, simply put. Around here anyways.

Now that I think about it, I have felt more productive than ever. I’ve continued to build my base of operations. I’ve found myself enjoying more of my own hobbies. Believe it or not, I’ve even taken up farming. And I’ve started putting together more of the pieces. The pieces.

I’ve went back and forth between here and town occasionally. Going off of things I’ve heard, and things I’ve personally witnessed. I’ve started to see a bigger picture in all of this. Maybe I’m overreacting; or maybe everybody else is just working in from the corners. Either way, I still have some discomfort.

I even don’t know if anybody is even listening to me. I have no idea. But weirdly, that gives me comfort. It does. Being able to come and give my confessional to a microphone stored away in my hidey-hole has given me a feeling of more control than I have ever previously had. I don’t know what I would do if I couldn’t do this. If this was taken from me, I’d probably go crazy.

I’ve noticed that this is slowly becoming my diary. While I go off braving the ideas of isolation, in my own edge of extinction, this gives me comfort. A person, who doesn’t have anybody to speak to, finally has a voice. Maybe all of this talking will have done me well. I plan on going into town in a few days. Maybe the locals will still be friendly. Maybe I really have, honestly, looked at all of this wrong.

The question I keep asking myself is 'do I leave what I have made here for myself, or do I stay in my own man-made bunkers?' Either way, maybe I will find more pieces. But if not, I’ll still have Serenity.

References

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