Hi. My name is Lia, and I'm here to tell you a little bit about my story. I was a normal girl, well, as normal as things can get when your SkyDoesMinecraft's younger sister. Now, many of you probably wish you were in my position. Well, I have one bit of advice for you. STOP IT. RIGHT NOW. It's not as fun as it looks, especially not when he is so overprotective of you, he won't let you out of HQ. All I ever wanted to do was pulverize a squid. Even if it was just one, I wanted to do it. So badly. But my older brother who for some reason thinks he has a right to act like my father decided that he will never ever let me out of The Sky Army HQ. Ever. And he has also decided to let none of the recruits know of my existence. Blaugh. So now, I'm stuck here in my actually grand room, but with nothing to do. Yeah, my life. At least, until, a few of Sky's friends decided to snoop around and stumbled upon little old me in my big old room, and helped me achieve my dream. Which leads me to where I am now. But, so you really understand, I guess I'll start from the beginning. When Sky was 4 was when I was born. He has always had this superiority complex, which means he loves to boss me around. And when I say loved, I meant he thrived off of it. Don't get me wrong, he loved me loads, he just adored being able to tell somebody what to do. When he was 16 was when he killed his first squid, but I was too young, so he made me stay home. Our parents had died to the squids recently, so Sky had begun piling up his hate for squids. So now, Sky was my only family left. He assumed the position of guardian and vowed to seek vengeance on the squids for killing our parents. And that was when he discovered butter. In our old village, I would go woodcutting and he would go mining. That was just how it was, no questions asked. Well, one day, when I came home, I saw him sitting on the floor, holding something shiny and yellow. I walked over, and I was about 12 at this time. I plopped down on the floor next to him, leaned over and touched it. As soon as my hand connected with the surface, he pulled away, and cradled it closer, turning his back on me. Slowly I asked, "What is it?" to which he replied, "The most majestic thing on the entire planet. From this day on I shall call it butter." Now, I was about 14, and Sky decided that it was time he travelled the world, gathering and learning all he could about the mysterious 'butter'. So I was left alone for a year or so while Sky had all the fun, traveling and learning and meeting new people. So when he came back, he was nineteen, and I still was sheltered and had no friends. I stayed inside the house living off of the rations Sky had left me before he departed on his world travels. He came home, and I was overjoyed to have my companion and my only friend home. But on his travels, he had sought out not only butter, but the death of squids. And he had started to form an army to help him achieve his goals, death to squids everywhere. So, he needed to make a place for his army to congregate, so he built the Sky Army HQ. It was 'for my own good' that he kept me a secret from his recruits, for fear there were spies of the squids among them. Yeah right, like that would happen. Psh, never in a million years. Anyway, he built me a marvelous butter room in a gigantic butter palace, and I was free to roam, but I couldn't leave without his permission. Of course, if I asked for permission, the answer would always be "When you're older." But now I'm 16, and all I want more than anything is to kill a squid. So, when Sky brought me my dinner, I decided that now is as good a time as ever to ask. I mustered up all the courage my little self could handle, and as he turned to leave, I said it. "Sky, I want to go and kill a squid." Just like that. It felt amazing to finally say what I had been thinking all these years, but that amazing feeling felt was replaced with what felt like the wind being knocked out of me when he replied with, "Not yet," "But Sky," I whined, black waves falling in my face and over my vibrant green eyes. "Why not? I'm sixteen, and I think I'm old enough to make my own decisions. Plus, you killed your first squid when you were sixteen. Please?" I said, on my knees with the puppy-dog eyes. Sky stood there in silence for a moment, thought clouding his face, when he finally said, "I think I have something for you to do…."

Nether Quartz. I can't believe I got stuck mining Nether Quartz. This was the all-important task my brother had assigned me. My first time out of HQ, and I get stuck with Notch-awful Nether Quartz. It's so boring in the Nether, but at least I'm alone. Finally, out of HQ, alone, with nobody around. And then it hit me. The fireball knocked me back about 10 blocks or so, and I was close to falling over the edge. I scrambled back to my sword, and then made a mad dash for the portal. Nothing could stop me as I ran, screaming and hollering and jumping and dodging the zombie pigmen. I was having the time of my life, all this adventure could be a little overpowering. I was having what Sky described as an adrenaline rush. And it felt….FRICKEN AMAZING! I ran through the portal and tumbled on the butter floor. This was Sky's personal portal, not the one the recruits used. I rolled and rolled until I hit something hard. I stood up, brushed myself off, and looked up to meet the accusing eyes of my brother, Sky. "You're hurt, I knew that was a mistake. From now on you stay inside HQ no matter what." And with that he turned on his heel to attend to other matters. I stalked back to my room fuming. As I plopped on my bed I realized something. I was practically on house arrest for the rest of my life. Great. Whoop dee doo.