Lolololololol.

Here I am again, with another story full of bad puns. I will not be able to post any more stories until 14th March, so this is a cutoff.

So THIS story is about Minecraft, a limitless world where you could build anything. Unfortunately, our player can do nothing else but stay in her cramped shelter. Until...

It was dark. Too dark. [Yes, I've used this line before.] I was stuck in my cramped shelter of dirt, with the zombies outside ripping the door off its hinges. Within a minute the door will be coming down, and the zombies will...do whatever the fak zombies do to people. Hey, they were mean! Just when I finished swearing 837 times in my head, the weak door finally crashed down. Well, I should at least try to defend myself.

I punched one in the stomach, but it didn't do anything. Three other zom-faggots entered my shi- I mean dirt house. I hit another with a stick, and it fell back, making a perfect escape route. I dodged the zombies' hands as I sped off into the forest. I ran. And ran. And ran some more. Yeah, running is getting boring. I finally stopped at a random tree to catch my breath. Then it hit me. No, not a tree branch you idiot. It hit me that this was Minecraft, and tree braches don't fall in Minecraft.

"Why was I thinking of tree branches in the first place?" I said.

I dunno.

"You're turning this story to crap, Author."

Yeah, I know.

"Can we continue the story now?"

Yeah okay.

Now the tree branch hit my head.

"Ow!" I cried. Dangit Author! That sneaky little bitch has been using bold italics in every story.

Jeremy: I agree.

Shut up, you guys. I'm trying to make this story funny by making you two suffer.

"Thanks a lot,"

Jeremy: What a dick.

I rubbed my sore head, while pointing a rude finger to the Author.

Why you-

Just then, a skeleton appeared where I pointed my finger. I cursed as the bony bitch shot me twice, until I threw a rock at the faggot. The skeleton didn't seem to feel anything, he just kept on shooting. This couldn't go on forever. And it was all the Author's fault.

"Dude, halp meh!" I said,

Jeremy: She won't help you, she made me piss my pants in my last chapter

come on, it was satisfying.

Jeremy:I should've pissed on your head

"OW!" I cried, as the skelly shot me straight in the head.

"AUTHOR! YOU BETTER SAVE ME NOW YOU LITTLE BITCH!"

Fine, I will.

Just then, rays of sunlight shone through the leaves of the tree, burning the bitchy skelly. I yelled in truimph when I saw him burn.

"Yes! Take that you...weirdo!"

Step aside, let me make the puns.

Just then, a wolf snatched the bones to the skeleton I was about to pick up.

Jeremy: *MLG Rekt sounds*

Cursing Jeremy, I chased the muddy motherfuker. It wove through the many trees while I had to jump over logs and go around rocks. I didn't even know why I was chasing the dog. Probably the Author's fault. The mutt went through a hollow log and i slid through it. What I saw at the end-

"Thank you, Author," I muttered, gazing at the village basking in the warm sunlight.

Well, first chapter written! Fav this story if you feel like it, and I might sneak in a bonus chapter during my exams..

Thanks for reading! 3