Here's the second chapter. Unlike the frist one they'll do stuff in this one. Let's see how they'll do on the remainder of their frist day.
New World: Day 1 Afternoon/Evening
"Punch... Wood... Really now? This is bloody stupid.*sigh* Well atleast I won't have a hard time finding wood..." England looked around. He was spawned in the middle of a big forest. He walks up to a oak tree and examines it for a second. From what he could tell, the whole thing was made up of blocks stuck together. "If I end up breaking my hand from this or if the tree falls on me, that git is going to get it" He balls his hand into a tight fist and pulls his arm back. He closes his eyes and thinks about it for a second but then just lets his fist fly right into the side of the tree. Nothing? He opens one eye to see if his hand was hurt at all from the punch. His hand was still in one peice, not even red from the impack. He then looked at ther tree. He could see a small crack in the trunk. "The bloody he- That should have at least stinged..." He gave the tree another punch, this time with his eye's opened. He saw the crack get larger. "Would you look at that... I guess real world logic dosen't aply here" He gives the tree another punch. "This is easy enough. I'll be able to make myself a place for the night in no time." He continues hiting the tree, the crack getting larger and larger untill suddenly, the block of the tree shrunk and poped out. "What the!" He covered his head waiting for the tree to fall on him... Nothing? He peeked up at the tree... it... was still... standing? No floating! In mid air! "Guess physics dosen't aply eather... at least for trees." He goes over and picks up the trunk of the tree he punched out. "Now all I got to do is put it into one these boxes, right?"
Pulling out the device he was useing to chat with the others moments ago, he pulled up the inventory screen and looked it over. He takes the block and holds it up to one of the top boxes and pushes it into the screen. Half way in, it stops and on the right side an image poped out. He reaches over and pulles the new block out and the other dissappears. "That was interesting" Now studying the new block he noticed there was a number 4 on it. "What's this about?" He tryies to place the block into the same box he did the tree tunk, this time the block split sticking one into the screen and other still in England's hand. He noticed the number changed from 4 to 3. "I see... What do I get if I fill all four boxes?" he places the remaning 3 blocks in the empty boxes and new one appeared. "This one looks alot different." He pulls the block out and the other 4 dissappeares. "Now what are you?" He goes and places it in one of the now empty boxes again... Nothing? "Ok so what am I surpost to do with this?" He pulles the block back out and looks at it. He then looks at the sky. It was well past mid day and the sun was beginning to set... 'Night comming already?!' Looking at the sun he noticed that it was seting rather quickly. He reverted his attantion back to the tree. "Bloody hell, I've wasted all this time with these blocks and I still have yet to make myself a shelter for the night" He returned to the tree pounding away at what was left untill the trunk was gone and crafted them into planks.
"Ok, now how do I build with these?" Night had already fallen the moon was rising. Frusterated with tring to figued everthing out, he slams a plank down on the ground. "Dam-" He couldn't finshes his word. He was takeing by surprize at the block he slamed to the ground. It grew to the normal block size of the tree and was stuck there. "That... That was it? All I had to bloody do was place it on the ground..." England was about ready to pull his hair out but reframed from doing so. He gave himself a minute to calm down and then placed the other remaining blocks in a way to give him a small box-like shack to spend the night in. He walked inside and boared it up behind him. He didn't want any more surprizes. He pulled out the one odd block that he made. It was too dark to see anything and he didn't have any light sorce. Sighing, he opened his inventory and placed it in an empty box and closed it. He'll deal with it in the mornning, right now all he wanted was to sleep. He sat down and proped his back against the wall and 'tried' to fall to sleep. He would have save and exited the game, but didn't want anyone thinking he lost interest already. He closed his eyes only to open them again due to sounds on the outside wall of his box-like shelter. It then went up to the top of the roof and just seemed to be hovering over him. He closed his eye's again trying to ignore the noise and fall to sleep.
England wasn't the only one haveing a hard time starting.
Somewhere around a mountainous region... (back before night fall)
"So how is moi surpost to get down from here?" France look at his surroundings. He spawned uptop a flat head of a mountain in the middle of a few others. Some smaller, other longer. Very few trees around, but he would have to find a way off the peak he was on to get to them. He looked over the side, nothing but a sheer 50 foot drop to ground level. "What is moi surpost to do. They don't expect me to spout wings and fly do they?" He took a walk around the top of the mountain pearing over the edge for a way down. He saw a lake at the base of the mountain, but wasn't about the attempt a high dive. He did see a few areas of the mountain side that juded out. "Guess I could try to climb down." He started to make his way down the almost stair-like side of the mountain. Half way down he was about to go down another level when something droped behind him and let out a loud noise. "BAAAAAAAAA!" He jumped loosesing his footing and wound up falling the rest of the way into the lake. He resurfaced and looked around."What the hell was that!" He looked up at the mountain side where he fell off and saw a light gray wooled sheep. "Baaaa!" The now soked and rageful, France started shouting every known curse word he could think of in french, eventully swimming to land and trying to dry himself off.
"Now that I'm on the gound I better find a place to stay" He spent most of the game's remaining day light walking around in search of trees but only maged to find a few small ones. "This is not going to do. I need to find more wood" He, like England, also fiddled with the crafting methods, just not as long as he did. He also found out that he could get blocks of dirt from punching the groud. Stone... didn't work so much. Night had already fallen and he needed to find a place to hold out till day. He had 16 planks of wood and one dirt block on him. Rounding cornners of moutains and not paying attention, he stoped at the sight of a arrow just suddenly appeared right in front of his face embeded into the stone wall. Looking at the direction the arrow came from he spoted the sorce. There was a skeleton with a bow in hand starring stright at him. He seen another 2 in the back of him but they didn't seem to noticed him yet. The Skeleton drew back another arrow and fired. France ducked in time have it miss impaling him in the head. "Qu'est-ce que l'enfer!" France took off running now gaining the attention of the other 2 skeletons. The 3 of them gave chase after the frenchman continueing fireing arrow as they ran. France saw a small opening in a stone wall and guned for it and ignored a sudden pain in his lower back side. He jumped into the hole not barther looking to see if it was safe first and quickly place the one dirt block he had on the ground half of the hole in the wall. After placeing the block he jumped to side as an arrow flys by hole above the placed block and hits the back wall. The skeletons waited out side for France to poke out of the hole, but he wasn't about to give them an easy target. Instead he stayed off to the side. Tired he goes to sit down. "OWW!" Looking behind him he sees an arrow sticking out of his butt. He laughed and pulled it out and sat down. "Well it can't be any worst, droit?" An eerie sound fulled the cave and France shuttered. He looked around uneased before allowing sleep to take over.
In a snowy region of the world... (befor night fall)
Germany was trecking throu a pine forest not knowing where he was heading. He left the chat after Italy's freak out to go and find his friend, so he wasn't on long enought to read America's explain the basics of crafting and getting meterials. He was unarmed and lost. Not a good way to start out. He walked on not sure if he was going the right way. The sun was still out but close to setting. He managed to exit the pine forest only to come to a snowy plain. Looking out at the open field, all he could see were wolves, cows, and pigs. "Ok, wolves I can see being here, but cows and pigs?" Shaking his head he deiced not to try to make sence of it. This a game, it doesn't need to make sence. He continued foward. Night fell and he was still in the snowy plains. "Doesn't look like I'll be finding Italy this night. Just hope he managed to find a safe place to stay." Germany gotten a weird feeling, like there was someone or something was near by watching him. Then he heard this noise, he couldn't tell what it was. It was something he never hear before. He looked up and around and then spoted the sorce.
It would have been hard to make out in the night if the snow hadn't contrasted. He move carefully closer to it, trying to figure out what it was. It was tall, very tall, and all black? "What is it?" Germany didn't have a chace to get any closer cause the thing turned and locked it's gaze to his. Germany frozed and it let out the horrided scream, but then it dissappeared? Leaveing only purple smoke in it's place. Germany was able to take another step foward but only to knocked to the ground. Looking behind him he saw the creature, it's mouth opened and growling. Germany quickly got up and ran away from the thing. Looking back to see if it was giving chase. It dissappeared again in purple smoke. Germany look forwards just to see it appeared right in front of him. This time he doged it's attack and kept running. It didn't need to chase him it can teleport. Germany needed a place to hide. Soon he reached a frozen river. As soon as he took a few steps on the icey surface he slid and fell backwards. The thing ported in front of him and moved in closer to attack. Germany spined and run back the other way. He noticed a small cave and slid in. It was in deed small, small enough that the creature could not get it's self inside and just stood at the entrance. "It... It can't fit in here..." He laughted and relaxed. The tall being stooded there growling for a moment before dissappearing again. Outside was silent, but he wasn't going to risk going out and having that thing come and attack him again. He sat in the small inclosement through out night hopeing nothing eles found him.
The others had a better time in their first night
China wound up in a desert. Wondering about and not finding any trees, ofcourse it was a desert, he did come up to good number of cacti in whitch he collected useing the "punch wood" method and was surprized it didn't hurt him. He also found a nice size lake in the middle of nowhere. Since he couldn't make a shelter, he instead used the cucti and figured out how to arange them to make himself a cactus box, minus the top. Finshed it in time for a bunch of zombies to show up and try to attack. The wall did it's job and held them back as well as damaged them in the process.
Japan spawned in a marshy swamp area of the world. Seems he was claver to have thought of reading the begginers guide on the minecraft wiki and had an idea of what to do. After punching down a few trees and placeing saplings to replace them. Made himself a crafting table and with that then a wooden sword, and pickaxe. He then traved south a bit, useing lily pads as a temporary brigde to cross swampy water. He soon setted on climbing into a tree and blocking easy paths for mobs to use to get to him and spent a peaceful night gazeing at the stars.
Italy was very lucky. He was going in near circles looking for Germany who was surpost to find him. He didn't find him, but he did find an NPC village, and a nice size one too. He entered the village and tryied to talk to the odd big nose people there but all they seemed interested in was trading. He saw farms and noticed there was this big rock-like statue standing on the edge of town. Night fell and Italy didn't want to leave the safety of the village, he was too afride. So he stayed and spent the night with the strange big nosed people in one of the houses.
Russia had no trouble at all. He was in a jungle section of the map looking for these so called 'Creepers'. He spoted some ocelots but they quickly ran when he came near. Dissapointed, he continued his search but to no avail. Night fell and he was getting tired. He found a small structure, looking inside it was a bit dark, but he entered anyway. 'Never show enemies fear' and it seems there were no enemies to fear. The building was empty. Russia desided that it would be a nice place to spend the night, found a place next to the wall and drifted off to sleep. In MineCraft players fear mobs, in Russia Mobs fear him. *A small gathering the random mob monsters hide in a dark corrner of the room not far from where Russia is sleeping afride to move*
America on the other hand, happened to be a gamer, knew the ins and outs of the game aready. As soon as he got off the chat he rushed to the nearest bunch of trees he could spot and got to work. By the time night fell he had already made the crafting table then a wooden pickaxe to get stone and coal, then a stone sword and chased down a few cows, made a furnce to cook the meat, found a beach area and made himself a nice little beach house and lit the place up with some tourches for the night. He spent the night munching on steake and cooking sand to make glass panes for his windows. Unfortunlly he didn't have the time to look for sheep to make a bed so he'll have to sleep on the floor for the first night.
As for what's his name...
"I'm Canada."
Right. He spawned on a small little island out in the middle of the ocean with one single tree growing on it. It was small enough that mobs wouln't spawn on it so he didn't have to worry about that. "But I do have to worry about food." Canada sighed. He had punched down the tree already and replanted it. He was about to pass out when "OW!" something fell on his head. "What's this?... An Apple!" He picked it up and put it into his inventory to save for when he needs it.
I'm pretty sure that we all (those that have played Minecraft) have gone throu these situations when you played for the first time. Also yes brakeing the 4th wall XD
On to the next day! R&R
