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By Blue Apple
The forest has always accommodated me. Never deserted me, or left me. I was dropped here with a bow and only the shere memory of my name. Setera. I was alone by myself, until the forest started freezing, and the snap of a branch broke the evergoing silence.
Every month I plan to list 10 ideas that I think should be implemented into Minecraft. If you don't know what Minecraft is, I'm afraid you may be living under a rock. It is a sandbox (or open-world) game where you can mine, build and survive.
just some silly stuff. not gonna change the world or anything. at least i hope not. and if they do, let's hope they change the world for the better, instead of causing it to vaporize into oblivion. i'd HATE to be the cause of THAT. (just wanted to go on record. just in case. ya know?)
Miscellaneous | Updated Jun 15, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
After Notch burst the bubble between pure anger Herobrine made his way to the abandoned room with a unactive nether portal in it... And he has flint and steel.
The dissapearence of the Far-Lands. The fall of the Aether, to the Nether. The demise of the End. But why has the Overworld been left untouched? What if it just hasn't been hit, yet?
By Timothy Paschall
I have a friend who is a dancer. A long time ago, she inspired me to write this.