HAI PEEPS! Dis Is The Collection Of My Insanity Club Writing Challenges! the First One Is A Minecraft Sci-Fi! Enjoy!
Malcolm paced in his cabin, while the S.S. Panting docked. The other crew-members were at the bar, celebrating a successful trip. Malcolm had always been an outcast, ever since day one. He, was the ship's Science officer. He had preferred to stay in his cabin, working out complicated thing, and making headway into the research of the mysterious substances from the planet they were exploring. Squalo VI, the planet was called, dark green surface, purple clouds, yellow water, it was only discovered last year. Last year. Minecraftians had been exploring the Squalo system for three hundred and ninety-seven years.
Malcolm was not pacing in his cabin for no reason, though. The reason he was pacing, was because of the piece of paper slipped under his door, the day before. You will not live to see home, it had said. Malcolm would have uasually ignored something like this, but there was something about this paper... It unnerved him. A loud SQUEAK! sounded through the room, and a laser blaster was fired. Malcolm was dead before he hit the floor.
The other crew-members celebrated, unaware that Malcolm had just been killed. "That was an eventful trip!" Captain Mandric bellowed. "Many new minerals discovered! The MSE will be stronger than ever!" The crew-members toasted to the MSE. "Where is Malcolm?" One of the crew-members asked "He should be here to celebrate!" The crew-members looked around. "I'll go get him!" the crew-member said, walking towards the hallway entrance. not long after, the crew-members heard him scream "He's dead! Malcolm's dead!"
The crew-members rushed to the cabin. "Lt. Kensington is right! Malcolm's dead!" another crew-member wailed shrilly. The color drained from Captain Mandric's face. "Are you sure Cmr. Driller?" He asked. Commander Driller nodded. "There's a scorch-hole on his chest! A crewmember killed him!" If possible, Captain Mandric's face paled even more.
"Who? Who would kill Malcolm! He never really socialized, but he never did anything to deserve this!" The Commander Driller shrugged. "I woudn't know who to blame!I thought, after six months, I knew all the crew enough that I could be confident none were murderers!" Captain Mandric looked deep in thought.
His eyes widened. "Benson! From enginering! He never liked Malcolm! He was slipping a piece of paper under Malcolm's door yesterday! Find that paper!" Commander Driller walked in. "There's some paper in his hand!" He exclaimed, prying it open. "It says..." Driller gulped. "It says 'You will not live to see home!" "Warning, airlock opened!" A electronic voice sounded. The crew wen't silent in terror. Out the window, they could see the body of Bernerd Benson, floating through space.
Did you Like It? I Hope You Did! There Will Be Many, Many More... Oh! MSE Minecraftian Space Exploration! Bai!~
