At regular intervals, for a few days, the population of the hermitcraft server would shrink.
All at once, Boatem would empty, Cleo would vanish from her gym, Tango and Bdubs would disappear from Big Eye Bay, Doc would find himself alone, Etho would be nowhere to be found.
Eventually, they all figured out the pattern, they all knew where they were going, and they could all predict when it would occur.
After that point, the day before they were whisked away, they'd spend the day together, in each others' company for the last few hours they could before they'd be forced back into paranoia and fear, before any number of them could be cursed into a desperate killer. They'd sit and talk, or they'd play minigames; just enjoying the comfort of a server that felt safe and wasn't actively trying to kill them.
Especially those who were red, they'd just sit and hold each other. They'd apologize profusely for what the cursed bloodlust was about to make them do.
As the time for the transfer drew closer, they'd become anxious; the jokes would become strained, the laughter would grow thin, the silence would creep in.
The final thing they would do, the last part of their ritual, would be to fly as high into the air as they could go with a stack of rockets, and then take off their elytra, allowing themselves to plummet through the air and die on the ground, just so they could experience respawn for the last time in what would feel like an eternity.
And then they'd awaken on that cursed server, miles apart in some cases, and they'd watch their communicators and pray to whatever entity could possibly hear them here, that they didn't see that dreaded red text.
But they'd persevere, because they knew the fate that awaited those who lost their last life; they'd be cursed to remain on the server until the end, until no one else remained. So they would fight to keep living, just so they could see their friends again back home.
I am in love with the concept that Last Life is something that happens in the middle of everything else – not like they go, and it all happens, and then they go home, but that every week is them getting snatched from their home servers, thrown in to a death world for about a week… and then dropped back home nearly the same moment they left.