Topic Synopsis:
For those of you who don't know, the Mob Talker Mod is a mod for the game of Minecraft. In this mod you are able to talk to minecraft mobs and basicly create relationships with them. So with this lets begin our story, shall we?
Chapter 1: The prince of Minecraftia
Ah, Minecraft. A game of adventure and mystery. A game of building and digging. Yes. But a game of love? Hardly. However one man will find it just might become a story of love, loss, and overall out of the ordanary events.
He is the prince of Minecraftia, son of Rhal, air to the throne, Nathaniel Comonrider. When king he will hope to unite all things but the mobs don't see this as an option. The humans have dealt with their bitter rivals, the Creepers, the Skeletons, the zombies, I could go on forever. Nearly every mob has sout vengence on the humans. Although it wasent always this way. Once the land was peaceful. The rulers all united in one code of peace. But over the years the human population began to grow beyond expected. Many of the royal families begun to think of humans as a virus. They didn't like how now most of their kindoms are inhabited by humans rather than there own species. But the final straw was when they saw the most horrifying thing. Half-human half-mob creatures. That tore it for most of them. From that point on humans where ostracized from all kingdoms but there own. but the damage had been done. The strain of human DNA in almosed every citizen. But it didnt stop there, once it was dicovered that human genetics where most highly common in the royals war was declaired and the life-long peace was ended. The war that followed could only be described as horrifying. It could be said that ,with out hyperbole, it was worse than Herobrine's invasion of 903 B.C. Life itself was suspended by a thread as utter violance and block shead insued. Every mob had a role,spiders used there legs to scale walls, ghasts and blaze provided arial support, slime both magma and normal provided distraction, zombies and both races of skeletons provided ground coverage, and the most inhumain, suicide bombing performed by the creeper. But all was for not as humans everyware bannded as one and beat back the hostile. The win was great. A turning point in human history, but there was no feast, no song, for the death toll out weighed the victory, only few survived. From that moment on mobs have hated the human race and have even risked there own lives to destroy other human beings. For thousands of years this has gone on. The year is 2015 about 100 years since the Great War times are the same as they where in the after math of the war, blood lust driving every creature in this pixilated world. But this was about to change when Nathaniel has a rather perculiar encounter.