~Nixon/Mel~
Sun sets over the horizon. Endless hours of wandering in circles exhaust me, and I lie down in front of a strange structure, resting. The sound of a door slamming. Footsteps. I turn around. Human. He raises his bow and arrow at me, and I pull the most random trick. I made puppy dog eyes at the human, and he shoots his fully charged arrow elsewhere. He leans down and looks at me, before a sudden flash of recognition crosses his face, followed by that of puzzlement. He turns around and digs a strange item out of his sack, and his face scrunches up in concentration as he strains to etch something into the item. Then, he gets up, and places the item on me. "Splavocado," he chuckles to himself, "Nice touch." Then he walks away. I snort in disgust and try to take out the item, but it was stuck fast to my hide. "There's another human thing you gotta watch out for...tags." With that I wander away.
~Damian~
This was attempt two. I respawn in front of Eden's fortress and walk in. Eden is happily crafting away on his crafting table. I try typing hello. No response. I wave a blocky arm in front of his face, but he does not respond. I go into creative mode again, and take out a sign. I plant it on the ground, and open the typing box. Hello, I type. Then, I smack him hard on the head, causing him to take damage and finally, see me. He begins to pick up his bow and arrow, and I quickly gesture towards the sign. Eden looks at it for a brief moment before dropping his weapon. He too takes a sign and places it beside mine. What's wrong with you, it reads. I chuckle from my seat and take a sip of water before continuing. I place another sign. Nothing. Do you remember me..? Eden stops for a moment, before backing away, bow equipped in his hand again. The chat is suddenly filled with constant remarks from him, calling me Herobrine. Mental Facepalm. Eden then picks up speed and sprints away, right into a lava lake. I laugh a little as he suddenly realizes the danger and skids to a halt at the edge, before running around the lake and out of sight again. I decided that I was going to change my skin from the default after this. A breeze enters my room as the window is blown open. Large bunches of my coarse brown hair block my eyes, and I stumble quite blindly over to the window, shutting it for good, then brushing the hair out of my eyes.
