Hey, ... Ummmm... People! I am new at all of this fanficcing, so here goes!
I don't own Minecraft. Mojang does, so there's the copyright stuff.
A Crazy New World
All right, first of all, waking up in a pile of dirt is not pleasant, nor is waking up in a completely different dimension. I open my eyes, and raise my blocky hand to shield them from the blaring sun. Wait... blocky?! At first I have a little spaz attack, wich turns into an exited seizure. I'm in Minecraft!? Well, I've played enough to know where this is going. As I wander over to the nearest tree, a chicken clucks. The square dirt feels odd beneath my feet, but I start punching away at the tree.
Now that I have around 16 logs, I realize I'm in a forest. Then I wonder how to open my inventory. I kind of, "will" myself to open it. To my surprise, a small HUD appears in my vision. An image of me appears, and I look pretty much the same, long dirty blond hair, black tee, and some blue I make planks, I try to think. What should I do first? A house seems to be a good idea.
So I craft a makeshift wooden axe, and chop down even more trees. With 59 logs, I build a pick so I can get cobblestone. The sun is setting fast. Looks like I might have to dig a hole. But while I still can, I mine up some coal, make torches and a furnace, and starve. Yes, starve. I have been Ignoring my hunger all night, so I was starving. I quickly craft a wooden sword, and kill a few chicken. The feathers I store deep in my inventory, and the poultry I cook.
The sun sets right as I finish digging a hole, and as I munch chicken, I set up a game plan. While I place torches, I start designing a shelter in my mind. After many minecraftian hours, and the sun starts rising, My plan is complete. My shelter will be aboveground, and on the beach. It will have little stilts, so that the imaginary tide won't wash it away, and will have many windows and stories.
Well, that's it for now, but chapter 2 will come out tomorrow, or something!