I made a headcanon post for Badtimeswithscar (and Truesymmetry) way back in like September last year and that post sucked because it was super rushed but now I've had like Ten months to think over my own idea for what BT's like. Ive been wanting to make this post for a long while now.
So without further ado my personal headcanons for Badtimeswithscar
Back in season 4 Scar took on his first wither... By himself. And it didn't end well, he died a bunch of times while doing so and it scared the crap out of him. In his video after the fight he goes on how he was still shaking and he was scared that it was going to go out of control. At some point later he shares that he had thought that he might even get kicked off of hermitcraft that's how scared Scar was.
So back to BT what if he spawned in during one the deaths while Scar's still fighting., BT is just left scared, clueless, and pretty fearful of the fact oh hey there's a mcfickin wither lose on the server where the hell am I fuck. The others hermits must hate me oh god. Then he'll get a chat message saying
"Goodtimeswithscar has just earned the achievement [The beginning]"
And then like 5-6 Seconds later
"Goodtimeswithscar withered away"
Then BT would be like
"I didn't just die wtf...
…Wait a minute, who am I if I'm not him?"
Goodtimeswithscar to BT: who are you?Badtimes: I'm you, but I can say Fuck
Most of the time the two pretend the other doesn't exist. Over the Seasons Bt begins leading into the Brand of being Bad# but like bad in a good way lol. Starts wearing black a bit more loses the hat (not that BT ever wore a hat(I headcanon that Scar starts wearing the cowboy hat everyone that draws him with in either late season 4 or early season 5)) ends up falling in love with Photography and every now and then goes through the server to take pictures of everyone's builds.
Since BT more or less spawned because of scar dieing so much to a wither as he did. BT has a permanent wither effect upon him, quite a few of his veins are blackened because of this and he has a blackened blast scar on his Left cheek from where Scar was originally hit by the wither.
The effect is more deluded and it just makes him feel like he's always exhausted with an edge of pain. It gets better with time but the first few months with it was quite painful. Mostly spent in a hole. He finds out later that milk helps alleviate his pain and exhaustion.
Both being quite new hermitcraft and not quite knowing all of the Hermits very well BT would end up isolating himself from the Hermits at first and just trying to avoid them out of paranoia that they might think of him as an evil double out to destroy the server like Evil Xisuma had tried to do so many times and that they might just kick him or do something worse.
He doesn't quite know how exactly the Wither fight ended for all he knows and ended up destroying some things and if the hermits found him and they'll end up blaming him for the destruction because of course you would put the blame on the person with Bad in their name. this would never actually happen (probably) but fear can drastically warp a person's perspective
On the bright side of things he can give a boost of power to a beacon. (his pupils looks like nether stars)
The closer to a beacon BT is, the more power he can give to it. Alas this also comes with catch, the closer to the beacon itself he is, the more tired he becomes. To the point that he will be fully passed out if he were to be standing at the top of the Beacon pyramid. Though sleep under a beacons effects is rather refreshing,but being stuck asleep for days isn't.
BT has no connection to the convex.
Although he does know that cub and Scar are part of ConCorp he never puts it together that Scar is one of the legendary ConVexs. Scar and Cub status of being the convex was pretty much an open secret among the Hermits but BT is as far out of the loop as someone on the server could be really. Obviously he would know of the convex because they left quite a mark buildwise all over the server but beyond that he is clueless
Season 4 Wither fight Death Count
Death one
Goodtimeswithscar was slain by wither
2
Goodtimeswithscar was blown up by wither
3
Goodtimeswithscar was slain by wither
He then cut ahead to where he's got more stuff bc the wither destroyed all of the stuff he had
A bit later
4
Goodtimeswithscar withered away
Goodtimeswithscar has just earned the achievement [The beginning] Then walks away
5
Goodtimeswithscar withered away
BT either joins the game after death three or four. Probably death 3 though.
Xisumavoid wasn’t worried when the death messages popped up on his screen. He knew the duo was End busting, and throwing yourself into the void when you were done wasn't uncommon.
What he was worried about, however, was the large, concentrated ball of Vex magic that appeared in the center of the Shopping District a few moments after the messages, creating a giant crater where the ConCorp Cherry Shop used to be.
"Oh dear." Xisuma sighed. He wasn't well versed with the Vex, and this looked potent. Glitches, bugs and what-not he could deal with just fine, but Vex magic? That was Cub and Scar's domain. The admin sighed again, pulling out his communicator.
Xisuma: Hey Cub? Scar?
cubfan135: Yeah?
Xisuma: Need you both in the shopping district at the Cherry shop
Xisuma: like
Xisuma: now. Vex magic is here.
cubfan135: on my way
Xisuma tucked the small black box into his pocket. He didn't have to wait long for one of the ConVex to arrive, as rockets were quickly heard overhead. Cub landed a few paces behind Xisuma, jogging to reach his side.
"Wow," Cub said, taking in the pulsing waves of magic and the general destruction of the area. "Is that Vex magic?"
"It certainly isn't Void magic." Xisuma said.
"Yeah. Certainly isn't. I've never seen the Vex act like this before." Cub admitted, taking a step forwards. Almost immediately, a wave of white light burst from the center of the sphere, pushing the bearded man backwards, almost knocking him off his feet.
"Huh," Cub said, sounding much more worried. "Never had that happen before."
Xisuma hummed in agreement, frowning. "I don't want to contact the Void to help remove this, who knows what will happen. Do you know how to stop it?"
"I have an idea," Cub said. "When Scar and I first met the Vex, there was a force field kind of like this one. We just soldiered on through it. We can try the same now."
"Well, good idea in all aspects except one. I'm Void magic, and you’re Vex magic. The two don't exactly mix."
“I could call up Scar,” Cub offered. “Maybe he has a better idea.”
“I actually asked him to come earlier but he never answered.” Xisuma said, pulling out his communicator. Still no answer from the builder. A few inquiries from other Hermits about the sudden and violent lag, but Xisuma ignored them, putting his box away. A sudden spike of lag hit the two, and Xisuma felt himself glitch around the premise, his atoms shaking and jerking.
“I wonder if-“ Cub said, taking a step forwards.
“I wonder-“ Cub said, taking a step-
“I-“ Cub said,
“I-“
Xisuma cried out, clutching his head. Lag was unpleasant, but never painful. This had to be the Void. Cold crept into his veins, Void magic sinking its teeth into his bones. The familiar ringing and head splitting pain smashed its way past the lag directly into Xisuma’s brain.
And as soon as the pain and lag had come, it disappeared. Cub stumbled over his feet, catching himself, while Xisuma curled in on himself, dropping to his knees, gasping for air as the cold of the Void left his system.
“Xisuma! Are you alright? What happened?” Cub asked, rushing to the aid of his friend.
“I’m fine,” Xisuma gasped, and with trembling hands removed his helmet to try and warm his freezing face. “The Void just spoke to me. It’s what caused the lag spike.”
“The Void?” Cub asked.
“Yeah. Doesn’t happen often.” Xisuma took another shaky breath before standing back up, his joints aching. “Leaves me freezing and out of breath. Nasty bugger.”
“Xisuma, what did the Void say?” Cub pressed.
“That it was done with ‘him’, whoever that is.” Xisuma said, pondering the identity of the mysterious person while sliding his helmet back on. A sudden thought struck him. “Didn’t you and Scar just finish end busting?”
“Yeah and- shit.” Cub said, running a hand through his beard as he came to the same conclusion Xisuma had. “We threw ourselves into the Void.”
“Scar didn’t answer our messages.” Xisuma said, heart dropping. He turned and looked at the ball of blue magic. “And that’s very powerful Vex magic.”
“Scar’s in that!” Cub cried out, booking it past Xisuma to the powerful sphere of magic. “Scar! Scar! Answer me! Please!”
“Cub! Wait!” Xisuma shouted, and followed his friend, trying to stop him. The closer they got to the center of the sphere, the hotter the temperature was around them. His armor was heating up, and he could see Cub’s skin beginning to redden. “Scar’s causing this magic! You’ll kill yourself before you get to him! He’s to powerful!”
“The magic’ll burn him alive!” Cub shouted back, the whistling of the wind overpowering his voice. “I have to get to him!”
Before Xisuma could answer, and sudden burst of magic from the epicenter of the sphere knocked them both to the ground, causing Xisuma’s vision to go black for a few moments, his head ringing.
Blinking away the darkness, the admin rolled onto his back and sat up. Cub was already stumbling to his feet, heading towards the figure floating a few feet above the ground. There was no more Vex magic, just a destroyed shop and Scar, hovering. His eyes glowed inhumanly and he shook violently, glitching a few pixels every few moments. Xisuma had never seen the Vex possess someone before, and it was terrifying to see his usually carefree friend seem so inhuman.
“Scar, buddy, it’s me! Cub!” Scar turned and faced Cub, his face vacant and his eyes still glowing brightly. Cub gently grabbed his face, placing his forehead against Scar’s. “It’s time to go home, Scar. Let the Vex go.”
Xisuma held his breath. After a few painful moments, Scar’s eyes fluttered closed, and he stopped hovering, collapsing unconscious to the ground. Cub attempted to catch him, but cried out in pain when his friend landed on his burnt arms. Xisuma sprung into action, helping Cub pick up Scar. Pulling one arm over his shoulder, Xisuma helped Cub lift the unconscious builder.
“Whose house is closest?” Cub asked, adjusting Scar’s arm to wrap around his neck.
“TinFoilChef,” Xisuma answered. “He’s online, so hopefully he’ll answer the door.”
The few dozen blocks to TFC’s vault was a slow journey. Cub had to stop every few steps to catch his breath, the burns on his arms and torso making the process of carrying Scar painful and exhausting. Eventually, they made it, and TFC rushed them in, settling them in the main entrance with a bed he whipped out from his inventory.
“What happened?” TinFoilChef asked, rummaging in a chest a few blocks away. “It looks like you guys got beat up quite a bit.”
“I’m not sure,” Xisuma replied, helping lay Scar on the bed. Cub sat on the floor, wincing. “There was an immense amount of Vex magic, and Scar was in the center of it.”
“Hm,” TFC hummed, handing Cub a potion of healing. The engineer took it with a soft ‘Thanks.’ and downed it in one go, watching the burns on his arms start to mend.
“It is a little bit of a conundrum.” Xisuma admitted.
“We could always ask Scar himself.” TFC offered, looking at the unconscious builder.
Even though unconscious, Scar’s brows were furrowed, and he was sweating. He looked like he was in pain.
“How do we wake him up?” Cub asked.
"With this," TFC answered, holding up a bottle filled with a clear liquid.
"What is that? A potion of regeneration?" Xisuma asked.
"A healing potion?" Cub asked.
"It's ice water." TFC said, and popped the cork off the bottle unceremoniously before dumping it over Scar's face.
Scar sputtered and coughed, eyes fluttering open. Blinking rapidly, the builder looked around, confused. Cub threw his arms around his friend's neck.
"Scar! You're awake!"
"What's goin' on?" Scar slurred, patting Cub on the back lightly. "Why am I wet?"
"That would be my fault." TFC said cheerfully. Scar's brow furrowed as he tried to connect how being soaking wet was TinFoilChef's fault, but he gave up rather quickly.
"I'm glad you're awake," Xisuma said. "But I have a few questions."
"Whatever happened, it's probably Cub's fault." Scar said, wincing as he sat up in the bed. "Jeez, what happened to make me so sore?"
"Y...You don't remember?" Cub said, sharing a concerned look with Xisuma. Scar frowned.
"I remember that I was in the End with you, Cub." Scar said, tapping his cheek as he tried to remember. "We finished there, so we tossed ourselves into the Void to come home."
"And?" Xisuma prompted.
"And then I woke up here." Scar said with a shrug, and gave a small wave to TinFoilChef. “Hello TFC! Long time no see.”
“Sure has been.” TFC agreed.
"What about the Vex?" Cub asked, ignoring the small talk Scar had started. "Did you do anything with the Vex between End Busting and waking up here?"
"The Vex didn't call on me," Scar said, frowning. "Why, did they-"
A sharp, sudden and powerful pain in his head caused Scar to interrupt his sentence with a cry of pain. Doubling over, Scar clutched his head. The pain was cold and numbing, overwhelming his senses with static. Cub, Xisuma and TFC were saying something, but his hearing was gone, replaced with an incessant buzzing. It was getting louder, and even though his eyes were open, Scar's vision began to go black.
The scenario came rushing back to Scar. The Void, the Vex and the other him. The burning, the cold and indescribable pain. He never wanted that again.
“No! I didn’t!” Scar shouted, desperate to get rid of the pain from the Void speaking to him. “I didn’t forget! Please, let me go! I promise I’ll fix it, please stop talking! I won’t forget! I promise I won’t!”
As soon as the Void came, it left. Scar’s senses slammed into him, causing the builder to tilt dangerously as he was overwhelmed. He was shaking, coated in sweat. Nausea swept over him, and Scar became aware that the only reason he was still sitting was because he was leaning heavily on Cub.
“Scar, it’s okay!” Cub was saying, his voice nervous. “It’s okay! It’s okay, whatever you forgot, don’t worry about it. You’ll be alright!”
Xisuma was crouched by the side of the bed also soothing Scar, and noticed when the builder snapped back into reality. TFC had left to get more ice water to snap Scar out of it.
“Back with us, Scar?” Xisuma asked. Scar nodded, panting.
“Y-yeah.” Scar took a shaky breath. “Yeah, I think so.”
“You spoke with the Void.” Xisuma said. It wasn’t a question. Scar closed his eyes and turned more into Cub’s coat so he didn’t have to see Xisuma’s stare. “Scar. You spoke with the Void.”
Scar nodded, exhausted.
“What did It say, Scar?” Xisuma asked.
“I can’t tell you.” Scar said, shakily pushing away from Cub and stumbling out of bed.
“Scar, it’s important- the Void doesn’t just speak to people!”
“I’ve got to go,” Scar said, taking a few wobbling steps towards the exit when Xisuma grabbed his arm. His touch was freezing, like the Void’s, and Scar flinched. Xisuma let go, his hand hovering.
“Scar-”
Scar slammed the Vault door shut behind him, stumbling to the nearest Ender Chest to grab his Elytra and some fireworks. By the time Xisuma and Cub had opened the Vault door, Scar was long gone.
“Fuck,” Xisuma said, kicking a stray pebble angrily.
“Yeah,” Cub agreed.
“I suppose we didn’t need the water.” TFC commented, joining the two other men at the door.
“I suppose not.” Cub said, bigger worries on his mind.
