Hello guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I have a story idea! I didn't enjoy writing The Forgotten God. I have discontinued it. Also, I don't own Minecraft or any of the servers mentioned.
He looked at the shelf from his bed. Its digital counter read thirty, and he dreaded tomorrow. BadMinecarfter knew that tomorrow he would have to bring the counter down to twenty-nine. And he knew that it wouldn't be easy He still remembered how he got it like it was yesterday.
He remembered it was a night like tonight. A man haunted his dreams, with eyes that resembled white quartz. His name was Herobrine. The man seemed angry. "You. I have been waiting more than a millennium. I must punish you, for it is your fault I'm like this."
"uh sorry," typed BadMinecrafter "but I havent done anything to u. I didnt even know u existed till a second ago."
Herobrine's eyes glowed brighter. "Ignorant fool! Its not always about you!"
He angrily shoved a brown box into BadMinecrafter's hands. It had a digital thirty on it, which BadMinecrafter somehow knew was a counter.
"BadMinecrafter, I'm sure you already know how it works." And he was right. BadMinecrafter already knew how this device worked. Then he woke up, with the knowledge that it's count would start in two days. That was yesterday.
Somehow so quickly, the night was over. His real hand clutching the mouse tight, he left clicked the box. The world swirled around him, and he gained his senses with a shovel in his hand. His square hand. He wasn't surprised though. Somehow he knew this would happen. He felt snow under his shoes, and instantly recognized everything about this server.
LifeBoat Spleef
.net
19132
Players were everywhere. But for them, this was a game. For him, it was real. The line was drawn between life and death. If he fell into the lava below, the pain would be real, and so would be the death. He gulped. The message below read "Match will begin in 3..." 2. 1.
He shot forward blindly, sticking his shovel into the ground. Blocks broke, and snow flew everywhere. Someone charged toward him breaking blocks around him, but he just hopped backward and broke the blocks below his enemy, allowing them to fall. It was different. He wouldn't have been able to do this in the real world. But he was in Minecraft, and he was a player. He was basically an NPC.
He looked up, realizing, only about three or four players remained. They looked at him, and it occurred to him they were teamed. They swarmed at him, breaking blocks around him. He dodged, trying to break the blocks below them. They moved to fast. He began to pick up speed, and he didn't know how he was doing it. Then he realized he wasn't faster. His oppenents were slower. It was like they were in slow motions. In one gracious swipe with his spade, the blocks below them were gone. They began to fall. One of them took out the block below him, and he fell...
They landed in the lava first, and died. He had won! He was back in the real world in seconds, his hand on the mouse. He was back in his Minecraft world. That's when he saw them. The team was in his Minecraft house, observing the box, which now branded a digital twenty-nine. He typed in chat "log off for tonight and we'll talk about this tommorow." He hoped they spoke english and were in the right timezone. A message popped up in the chat box. "ok." Then three more. "kk," "kay," "sure." And with that, BadMinecrafter smiled and logged off.
So, did you like it? The servers are based off of MCPE servers, which I do play on. So if you see a player named BAD_MINECRAFTER, remember to say hi. The names aren't identical because in all caps makes it look weird. Anyway, thanks for reading!