Hello Internet!
This has been an interesting week. Unfortunately, I have only received two replies about OCs and both of them were female (not that I have anything against females, it's just nice to be diverse). Because of this, I've had to invent some of my own OCs. I'm not very happy about it, but whatever.
For now, I'm going to write about one of the viewer's OCs. If you have a character you would like to give me, by all means send it! I still need some more characters.
But for now, enjoy!
The character "Adriana" comes from frostheart913
The Characters "Galaxy" and "Nikki" come from Galaxy Fangirl
"David" is my own invention.
Mandatory Disclaimer: All rights to Minecraft and all related mobs and characters are reserved to Mojang. Rights to OCs are reserved to their respective owners. I only own the story.
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ADRIANA
To many people, gardening is a pastime. To some, it is a way of life. To others, however, working with plants was a way to escape the tedious business of life. The hard work, if you can call it work, simultaneously pleasures all the five senses. Your ears hear the mushy heave of uprooting soil. Your eyes see the large, plump watermelons and the fresh wheat. Your nose smells not only the wonderful scents of fruit and vegetables, but also the dirt, the fertilizer, and your own sweat. Your feet feel the gentle pressure of turned soil while your hands grip the hard wood of the hoe. And finally, of course, when it's all over, your mouth tastes the delicious food that you have grown with your own hands.
'Gardening is a wonderful thing to do,' thought a certain girl, sitting cross-legged among a patch of carrots, uprooting a layer of vile weeds, 'it is a wonder why others do not enjoy it.'
She scanned the surrounding plants and plucked a ripe-looking carrot from the earth. She ran it under her nose, relishing in its soft, earthy scent. Grasping the dirty orange veggie in her hand, the girl stood up, brushed herself off, and skipped happily out of the garden.
'I wonder what others do to entertain themselves,' she thought as she entered her tiny wooden house and placed the carrot in a chest labeled 'foodstuffs'. Removing a cooked steak, the girl ate it quickly, and then closed the chest. Looking outside at the setting sun, she contemplated turning in after the long day out in the garden. She shook her short red hair and ran a hand through it to remove a few flakes of dirt.
"Adriana!" A voice was heard from outside the house. She knew immediately who it was. Suddenly, her happy demeanor changed dramatically.
"What do you want, David!" she yelled irritably.
"Absolutely nothing," David called back, "I just wanted to see you."
Adriana stood up, walked to her door, and slammed it open. There stood the boy. He was tall, about six and a half feet, almost a foot taller than she was.
"Really?" She demanded sarcastically, "you walked forty chunks just to see me? I doubt it."
"No, seriously-"
"Cut it out, David, I don't want to hear it."
"What's up with you?" David asked, "Are you feeling okay? You're not normally like this."
"I was perfectly okay until you showed up!"
With that, Adriana slammed the door and stomped to the back of her house.
She sat in front of her burning netherrack fireplace, stewing.
David was right, actually. She wasn't normally like this.
She stood up.
Something was wrong, she could feel it. It was almost as if when the sun went down, she changed into another person entirely.
She walked to her storage room and opened a chest that she hadn't opened for a while.
She removed a long blade. It gleamed blue in the light of the fireplace.
Adriana ran her finger down the diamond sword.
"Knockback 1, Fire Aspect 1, Sharpness 5," She said under her breath, "You are a wonderful tool."
A sudden urge overtook her. Running to her bedroom, she changed out of her jeans and purple shirt into a dark purple-black dress. It was a very flowy outfit, allowing for high mobility and range of movement. Perfect for her needs.
She grabbed her sword and ran out of her house.
She had work to do.
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GALAXY
Caves are dark places. They are small, dank, and often eerie. Oftentimes, you have to check your back for creepers, skeletons, and zombies. Few people like them. Most do not.
In one particular cave, a tall, pale girl walks slowly, glancing down at a map she holds in her hands. She is wearing all black, shirt, leggings, skirt, shoes, everything. There is a particular aura around her that feels mysterious, suspicious… and foreign.
Behind her ambles a creeper. Not an aggressive creeper that lives to destroy, but one which seems to genuinely enjoy helping others.
They walk in darkness. No torches, no lamps, no night vision, pure gloom.
Suddenly, the creeper speaks. It has a high-pitched, childish voice. Almost as if it's vocal chords were the size of a pea.
"Where are we going?" It asks
"The same place we're always going." The girl replies.
In stark contrast with the creeper's, the girl's voice is low. Not deep, but slow and quiet. Purposeful. Her voice complements her dark exterior.
"The End?" asks the creeper
"The End." Comes the response.
There is a pause. Cave wind blows with a bone-chilling shriek. A zombie is heard nearby.
The girl draws a bow from her backpack and nocks an arrow.
The creeper spoke, "That sounded like a zom-mmph" the girl put a hand over the creeper's mouth.
"Shhhh" She whispered.
Silence.
Dead silence.
Then, a low moan came from behind them. The girl turned around slowly. A zombie was walking sluggishly toward them. Four sounds followed.
Ckk
The sound of a bow being drawn
Thwang
The sound of an arrow being released
Msshh
The sound of an arrow piercing the body of a zombie.
Thump
The sound of a zombie body hitting the cave floor.
More silence.
"That was pretty good, Galaxy!" the creeper cheered.
"Shhh" Galaxy hushed, "There might be more."
The girl ran forward. Her footsteps made no noise. To an outsider, it seemed like she was running on air.
"Galaxy, wait!" the creeper ran as fast as it could, trying to keep up with the tall girl.
After a minute of running, the two companions sat down on the stone.
Galaxy glanced at her map. Then she looked up.
"Nikki," Galaxy said
"Yes?" the creeper relied
"We're here."
The girl stood up, and turned the corner.
In front of them was a hallway.
A hallway of stone brick.
"Is this…" the creeper, Nikki, began to say.
"Yes," Galaxy finished, "This is the Stronghold."
They walked forward.
"We're almost home."
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Okay, this was a pitifully short chapter. I really want to write more, but I needed to get this chapter up as fast as I could.
There is a lot of ambiguity here, but it should be cleared up in the next chapter, just sit tight.
Also, I STILL NEED MORE CHARACTERS!
I only have four, but one is a creeper, and one is my own (which I hate).
Please… please send me characters. Do it via PM or comment, but give me OCs to work with. *sobs*
Oh well. Thanks for reading.
See you all in the next chapter!
