i dont seem to find another explanation besides that mutations gave the "wise men" those abilities to keep strangers away from them.
How about this: They fire the beams from their eyes in such an intricate fashion that the temple projects the light as a mirror image of them. This is to scare off predators and plunderers.
We do not have much information about the human civilization, but here is what is known.
After the humans declared independence, they forcefully removed the Ender Eyes from the Portal to shut it down. The Endermen, despite their advanced intelligence, forgot how to make the Ender Eyes, although it is possible they did know, but had no means to secure Blaze Powder (due to the Nether being controlled by the Pigmen). Either way, this assured travel to the Overworld was only limited to parties of one, which wouldn't have enough supplies to secure enough food for the Ender Civilization. Once humanity did this, it seems they at first continued to expand and live in the Strongholds, although it is clear that they eventually abandoned them for the surface, possibly due to fear of the Endermen returning, or just due to overexpansion, or perhaps, a combination of these.
It is possible that Abandoned Mineshafts were tunnels dug by humans to escape the Strongholds, hoping to find a cave system to the surface (hence why they intersect through Strongholds occasionally), although it is possible they are just mineshafts, or again, the intersecting tunnels were made first, and the others were constructed later. However humans left the Strongholds, there is no evidence of humanity returning.
Once humans emerged, they began to construct Villages, similar ones being continued to be found after the Apocalypse to this day, growing crops and possibly inventing the Iron Golem through methods unknown. Eventually, these communities became proper towns, and began have organized ruling systems. When these rulers died, they (and their treasure) were buried in small pyramids in the desert and later, booby-trapped "temples" in the jungle.
Eventually, humanity built large cities out of stone and prismarine in extremely low basins, being mostly ocean due to being massive natural water sinks. As this obviously was not ideal to build a city in, humans likely used large amounts of sponges to absorb the water in case floodwaters started to rise and thunder down the basin.
These cities had much larger pyramids in the city centers as proper centers of worship, and monuments, perhaps to their accomplishments, or perhaps to the gods that they worshiped. Humans noticed large pufferfish-like fish would lay their eggs inside the temple during the occasional flood, and due to them being reasonably intelligent, began to keep them as pets in large pools of water, like koi. These fish are the ancestors of the Guardians.
At this point, humanity flourished and seemed set on the path their ancestors (Endermen) had followed. And then that all changed.
No one knows how it started, or how it crossed dimensions as it did, or what it even is, but eventually, the path to darkness had been beaten. This evil that changed the world will be know through out the rest of this story as the Corruption. The Corruption's origins are unknown, nor which dimension it formed in. At some point, it leaped from the Overworld to the Nether through methods unknown, as neither humans nor Endermen had any access to the Nether, zombifying the Pigmen into Zombie Pigmen, and re-animating their skeletons as Wither Skeletons.
The Corruption began in a species of edible moss, grown by humans. It at first improved it's growth rate, and then it's amount of spores produced in it's spore capsules. However, this species's spores rapidly starting growing as a parasite on pigs, first as a fine green fuzz, then as larger spore stalks, and eventually as large dark patches on the pig controlling parts of it's bodies against their will. These pigs began to die, eventually being overgrown and being moved by the moss. At some point, this moss parasite latched on humans, and then began grow on them, the final results being what we call creepers. These hostile moss-controlled humans would detonate, releasing millions of spores into the surroundings and destroying the nearby area. Spiders who were infected with this moss saw a rapid increase in size that was passed down to their children, with no other physical effects, although it didn't take long for these giant spiders to attack humans for sustenance.
The Corruption itself began to move into humans when the infected pigs were consumed, creating a similar viral infection that created zombies. These zombies would attack and devour all humans in the area, turning them into zombies. Their natural rate of decay was greatly slowed, and even when all the flesh had rotted away, the skeleton would still move and attack with the goal of killing. These "monsters" would rapidly multiply and track down survivors, resulting in the great cities being abandoned at first, although once the panic from this had stopped, humanity used it's superior weapons to stop the advance of the monsters, who quickly only became a nuisance, although causalities would still continue in the ill-informed and the Villages, who were often far away from any city, leaving them susceptible to, and the first to witness "sieges", in which a large group of zombies would assault the village, and break down the doors of the villagers, quickly hunting them down and devouring them, leaving no survivors, and even the mighty Iron Golems would fall.
At this point, the Corruption leaped to the other dimensions, brought to the End by Endermen, bringing corrupted food back to the End to feed others, and somehow traveled through the Void into the Nether. The Corruption spread throughout the End in the Chorus Plants, while in the Nether through Nether Wart. Strangely, the only effect on the Endermen was a change of eye color, from green to purple, while in both the Pigmen and Humans severe changes occurred. Perhaps it was their alien mind that kept the Corruption in check, having much less emotion to tamper with then their descendant species. Because of which, unlike the containment and eradication procedures undergone by humans (and possibly Pigmen), the Corruption went ignored, simply being known as a emergent different eye color, allowing it to rapidly spread across the End. The response to the Corruption in the Nether is unknown, due to lack of contact at the time. Presumably, containment procedures were followed, but with their lesser technology, the Corruption spread much faster then in the Overworld, and the Pigmen's fate was sealed.
The result at this time was a stalemate in the Overworld, complete ignorance leading to rapid spread with minor effects in the End, and complete destruction of the Pigmen society in the Nether. And then it all changed when the Egg hatched...
(By the way, after I post the next chapter I'll put up the full story as one post for convenience)
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The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
How about this: They fire the beams from their eyes in such an intricate fashion that the temple projects the light as a mirror image of them. This is to scare off predators and plunderers.
seem legit.
Actually guardians seem to be the smarter creatures on the map.
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Doesn't matter what the press says. Doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn't matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right. This nation was founded on one principle above all else: the requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world — "No, you move
How about this: They fire the beams from their eyes in such an intricate fashion that the temple projects the light as a mirror image of them. This is to scare off predators and plunderers.
One Elder is sealed off any of the rooms, so he/she can't do that, although the other two could. The temple would have to be perfectly constructed to allow the light to bounce off right. It seems like a combination my idea (chemicals) and Hydra's is most likely.
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The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
We do not have much information about the human civilization, but here is what is known.
After the humans declared independence, they forcefully removed the Ender Eyes from the Portal to shut it down. The Endermen, despite their advanced intelligence, forgot how to make the Ender Eyes, although it is possible they did know, but had no means to secure Blaze Powder (due to the Nether being controlled by the Pigmen). Either way, this assured travel to the Overworld was only limited to parties of one, which wouldn't have enough supplies to secure enough food for the Ender Civilization. Once humanity did this, it seems they at first continued to expand and live in the Strongholds, although it is clear that they eventually abandoned them for the surface, possibly due to fear of the Endermen returning, or just due to overexpansion, or perhaps, a combination of these.
It is possible that Abandoned Mineshafts were tunnels dug by humans to escape the Strongholds, hoping to find a cave system to the surface (hence why they intersect through Strongholds occasionally), although it is possible they are just mineshafts, or again, the intersecting tunnels were made first, and the others were constructed later. However humans left the Strongholds, there is no evidence of humanity returning.
Once humans emerged, they began to construct Villages, similar ones being continued to be found after the Apocalypse to this day, growing crops and possibly inventing the Iron Golem through methods unknown. Eventually, these communities became proper towns, and began have organized ruling systems. When these rulers died, they (and their treasure) were buried in small pyramids in the desert and later, booby-trapped "temples" in the jungle.
Eventually, humanity built large cities out of stone and prismarine in extremely low basins, being mostly ocean due to being massive natural water sinks. As this obviously was not ideal to build a city in, humans likely used large amounts of sponges to absorb the water in case floodwaters started to rise and thunder down the basin.
These cities had much larger pyramids in the city centers as proper centers of worship, and monuments, perhaps to their accomplishments, or perhaps to the gods that they worshiped. Humans noticed large pufferfish-like fish would lay their eggs inside the temple during the occasional flood, and due to them being reasonably intelligent, began to keep them as pets in large pools of water, like koi. These fish are the ancestors of the Guardians.
At this point, humanity flourished and seemed set on the path their ancestors (Endermen) had followed. And then that all changed.
No one knows how it started, or how it crossed dimensions as it did, or what it even is, but eventually, the path to darkness had been beaten. This evil that changed the world will be know through out the rest of this story as the Corruption. The Corruption's origins are unknown, nor which dimension it formed in. At some point, it leaped from the Overworld to the Nether through methods unknown, as neither humans nor Endermen had any access to the Nether, zombifying the Pigmen into Zombie Pigmen, and re-animating their skeletons as Wither Skeletons.
The Corruption began in a species of edible moss, grown by humans. It at first improved it's growth rate, and then it's amount of spores produced in it's spore capsules. However, this species's spores rapidly starting growing as a parasite on pigs, first as a fine green fuzz, then as larger spore stalks, and eventually as large dark patches on the pig controlling parts of it's bodies against their will. These pigs began to die, eventually being overgrown and being moved by the moss. At some point, this moss parasite latched on humans, and then began grow on them, the final results being what we call creepers. These hostile moss-controlled humans would detonate, releasing millions of spores into the surroundings and destroying the nearby area. Spiders who were infected with this moss saw a rapid increase in size that was passed down to their children, with no other physical effects, although it didn't take long for these giant spiders to attack humans for sustenance.
The Corruption itself began to move into humans when the infected pigs were consumed, creating a similar viral infection that created zombies. These zombies would attack and devour all humans in the area, turning them into zombies. Their natural rate of decay was greatly slowed, and even when all the flesh had rotted away, the skeleton would still move and attack with the goal of killing. These "monsters" would rapidly multiply and track down survivors, resulting in the great cities being abandoned at first, although once the panic from this had stopped, humanity used it's superior weapons to stop the advance of the monsters, who quickly only became a nuisance, although causalities would still continue in the ill-informed and the Villages, who were often far away from any city, leaving them susceptible to, and the first to witness "sieges", in which a large group of zombies would assault the village, and break down the doors of the villagers, quickly hunting them down and devouring them, leaving no survivors, and even the mighty Iron Golems would fall.
At this point, the Corruption leaped to the other dimensions, brought to the End by Endermen, bringing corrupted food back to the End to feed others, and somehow traveled through the Void into the Nether. The Corruption spread throughout the End in the Chorus Plants, while in the Nether through Nether Wart. Strangely, the only effect on the Endermen was a change of eye color, from green to purple, while in both the Pigmen and Humans severe changes occurred. Perhaps it was their alien mind that kept the Corruption in check, having much less emotion to tamper with then their descendant species. Because of which, unlike the containment and eradication procedures undergone by humans (and possibly Pigmen), the Corruption went ignored, simply being known as a emergent different eye color, allowing it to rapidly spread across the End. The response to the Corruption in the Nether is unknown, due to lack of contact at the time. Presumably, containment procedures were followed, but with their lesser technology, the Corruption spread much faster then in the Overworld, and the Pigmen's fate was sealed.
The result at this time was a stalemate in the Overworld, complete ignorance leading to rapid spread with minor effects in the End, and complete destruction of the Pigmen society in the Nether. And then it all changed when the Egg hatched...
(By the way, after I post the next chapter I'll put up the full story as one post for convenience)
Actually pigmen seem to be the only ones with the infection(since their body is pretty similar to us)that can control it.
So the virus only makes horses and humans into brainless monsters.
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Doesn't matter what the press says. Doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn't matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right. This nation was founded on one principle above all else: the requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world — "No, you move
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Part 1: The End
Millions of years ago, there was a planet much like Earth. It's inhabitants were closely related to humans, and they lived in a golden era. Their name for themselves and their planet is lost to time, and so whenever they are mentioned now, they are referred to simply as the people.
In that age, the people had constructed wondrous feats of magic and engineering, including huge castles able navigate the skies, made of mythical elements, and orbs made entirely of light that one could use as both illumination and companions. The progress of the time was remarkable, and more wonders were being discovered daily. But it could not last.
The demand for new discoveries was such that the people were experimenting with dangerous forces that they did not understand, half completing a project before putting it into the world as complete. There were, of course, the few lonely voices of reason that tried to slow the massive development, but they were ridiculed and brought to shame, and then labeled as unimportant and forgotten. Their doom, then, was certain.
The cause of the collapse seemed benign enough, at first; for it was a discovery that allowed anyone to become as they wished, to transform into a bird and go flying, shrink themselves down to the molecular level, and to undo any damage done to themselves with a thought. However, the way this was achieved was unstable, and the consequences horrendous.
The richest of the people had been able to afford the ability first, before it had been complete enough to bring to the public, and these were the ones who went completely mad, transforming into beings measuring in miles, and laying waste to anything they could. Most of them eventually found each other and would battle for many days, until one made a mistake and died, transforming back into its original human-like form. The ones who had gotten the ability when it was released were transformed into bizarre, alien creatures, and stuck in that form with no intelligence remaining. The ones who had gotten it the latest were the most unlucky, as they were transformed into the shapes of various creatures that were terrestrial, but had enough intelligence left to them to know what had happened. These poor souls either ended up twisted with hatred, and resembled a huge spider or a person's carcass, or they wound up with the forms that were of humans, but key parts of the anatomy were wrong, and their ability to communicate was severely limited.
Then there were the people who were either too poor to afford the ability, or had held out getting it. Most of these people were killed by a mutation that was most like them in form, or the stronger mutation was transferred to them via one that resembled one of their carcasses. The largest groups of survivors numbered only a few hundred, but still had their memories. By the time they had gotten to safety, the biggest of the mutations had wiped themselves out, and the rest were only seeking out and killing people or mutations that most resembled them.
Part 2: Into Darkness
Eventually, a group of a few thousand humans had banded together to create a place of safety. Brick by brick, they built as they hadn't build in many hundreds of years, by hand and mechanical synthesizer, a stronghold that was hidden deep below the reach of any transformed powerful enough to break in, and defended at all times by mechanical constructs built out of iron, the strongest metal they still had in quantity.
The people expanded their stronghold outwards until it was large enough for almost ten thousand people, and then created vast libraries of research, hoping to one day be able to either escape the mutations entirely, or vanquish them once and for all. They created magical weapons forged of a blue crystal and enchanted from the life forces of defeated mutations, and rode out on horses, the most reliable form of travel they still had, searching for other groups of survivors of the collapse. After many generations of searching and building, the people populated three strongholds, and were dedicated to finding a way to break free of the creatures who held kept them from venturing outside of their walls of stone. Their civilization may have collapsed, but the people still knew how to progress. Their first breakthrough was in portal technology, and they created a portal made out of a material resembling obsidian, but incredibly strong. The material was the only one found that could withstand the stress of a hole in reality.
Groups of people ventured through the portal hoping to find an alternate world that resembled theirs, but never came back. The people finally sent a hundred of their strongest warriors to investigate, but only three of them came back, one of them holding the head of a dragon. Another exploration party found themselves on a barren stretch of land floating in the emptiness of the universe. An alteration of the original portal was created to travel within the dimension, and the people found nothing but more barren lands, but with multitudes of a strange purple plant. Finding it edible, the people tried to colonize the world, but found that only material already there would not dissolve.
And so another civilization was set up in the dimension that seemed to have been shattered in a sad end, with buildings built of the yellow material the islands were made of, and eventually purple bricks made of the edible fruit.
Part 3: Shift
The dimension was called The End of a World by its new inhabitants, but eventually was shortened to The End. Most of the people had already gone to the End, with its absence of mutations. The people discovered how to do wondrous things there, and built amazing ships that would zoom through the endless void, mapping a seemingly infinite number of islands, none distinctive from each other. The ships were fueled by the plants that the people had named Chorus Plants, on account of how they seemed to whisper when eaten, and would then transport the user instantly to a random location around them.
The dimensions slowly shifted away from each other for several years, and it soon became a rare time when the portal would open, but no one really minded, for the inhabitants of the end were self sustaining. There was only a skeleton crew of people left in the strongholds when the portals finally stopped responding all together, and they lamented the fact that they had not gone over to the End.
The effect of being cut off from the world they had originated from only became apparent after many, many generations. The diet of chorus fruit and complete isolation from their home world eventually manifested itself in the ability of the people there to transport themselves the distance that eating the fruit had, and control where they ended up, and they eventually became able to communicate by thought across vast distances. Long after, they would be able to cross the inter-dimensional plain, their diet would manifest itself in the form of their bodies, and they would forget language.
EDIT
Added spacing between paragraphs and bolding for titles.
This was directly copy pasted from my notepad, it had spaces at first, sorry.
I was planning to add much more, but then stopped for some reason. I think I'll get back to writing some more of it.
Millions of years ago, there was a planet much like Earth. It's inhabitants were closely related to humans, and they lived in a golden era. Their name for themselves and their planet is lost to time, and so whenever they are mentioned now, they are referred to simply as the people.
In that age, the people had constructed wondrous feats of magic and engineering, including huge castles able navigate the skies, made of mythical elements, and orbs made entirely of light that one could use as both illumination and companions. The progress of the time was remarkable, and more wonders were being discovered daily. But it could not last.
The demand for new discoveries was such that the people were experimenting with dangerous forces that they did not understand, half completing a project before putting it into the world as complete. There were, of course, the few lonely voices of reason that tried to slow the massive development, but they were ridiculed and brought to shame, and then labeled as unimportant and forgotten. Their doom, then, was certain.
The cause of the collapse seemed benign enough, at first; for it was a discovery that allowed anyone to become as they wished, to transform into a bird and go flying, shrink themselves down to the molecular level, and to undo any damage done to themselves with a thought. However, the way this was achieved was unstable, and the consequences horrendous.
The richest of the people had been able to afford the ability first, before it had been complete enough to bring to the public, and these were the ones who went completely mad, transforming into beings measuring in miles, and laying waste to anything they could. Most of them eventually found each other and would battle for many days, until one made a mistake and died, transforming back into its original human-like form. The ones who had gotten the ability when it was released were transformed into bizarre, alien creatures, and stuck in that form with no intelligence remaining. The ones who had gotten it the latest were the most unlucky, as they were transformed into the shapes of various creatures that were terrestrial, but had enough intelligence left to them to know what had happened. These poor souls either ended up twisted with hatred, and resembled a huge spider or a person's carcass, or they wound up with the forms that were of humans, but key parts of the anatomy were wrong, and their ability to communicate was severely limited.
Then there were the people who were either too poor to afford the ability, or had held out getting it. Most of these people were killed by a mutation that was most like them in form, or the stronger mutation was transferred to them via one that resembled one of their carcasses. The largest groups of survivors numbered only a few hundred, but still had their memories. By the time they had gotten to safety, the biggest of the mutations had wiped themselves out, and the rest were only seeking out and killing people or mutations that most resembled them.
Part 2: Into Darkness
Eventually, a group of a few thousand humans had banded together to create a place of safety. Brick by brick, they built as they hadn't build in many hundreds of years, by hand and mechanical synthesizer, a stronghold that was hidden deep below the reach of any transformed powerful enough to break in, and defended at all times by mechanical constructs built out of iron, the strongest metal they still had in quantity.
The people expanded their stronghold outwards until it was large enough for almost ten thousand people, and then created vast libraries of research, hoping to one day be able to either escape the mutations entirely, or vanquish them once and for all. They created magical weapons forged of a blue crystal and enchanted from the life forces of defeated mutations, and rode out on horses, the most reliable form of travel they still had, searching for other groups of survivors of the collapse. After many generations of searching and building, the people populated three strongholds, and were dedicated to finding a way to break free of the creatures who held kept them from venturing outside of their walls of stone. Their civilization may have collapsed, but the people still knew how to progress. Their first breakthrough was in portal technology, and they created a portal made out of a material resembling obsidian, but incredibly strong. The material was the only one found that could withstand the stress of a hole in reality.
Groups of people ventured through the portal hoping to find an alternate world that resembled theirs, but never came back. The people finally sent a hundred of their strongest warriors to investigate, but only three of them came back, one of them holding the head of a dragon. Another exploration party found themselves on a barren stretch of land floating in the emptiness of the universe. An alteration of the original portal was created to travel within the dimension, and the people found nothing but more barren lands, but with multitudes of a strange purple plant. Finding it edible, the people tried to colonize the world, but found that only material already there would not dissolve.
And so another civilization was set up in the dimension that seemed to have been shattered in a sad end, with buildings built of the yellow material the islands were made of, and eventually purple bricks made of the edible fruit.
Part 3: Shift
The dimension was called The End of a World by its new inhabitants, but eventually was shortened to The End. Most of the people had already gone to the End, with its absence of mutations. The people discovered how to do wondrous things there, and built amazing ships that would zoom through the endless void, mapping a seemingly infinite number of islands, none distinctive from each other. The ships were fueled by the plants that the people had named Chorus Plants, on account of how they seemed to whisper when eaten, and would then transport the user instantly to a random location around them.
The dimensions slowly shifted away from each other for several years, and it soon became a rare time when the portal would open, but no one really minded, for the inhabitants of the end were self sustaining. There was only a skeleton crew of people left in the strongholds when the portals finally stopped responding all together, and they lamented the fact that they had not gone over to the End.
The effect of being cut off from the world they had originated from only became apparent after many, many generations. The diet of chorus fruit and complete isolation from their home world eventually manifested itself in the ability of the people there to transport themselves the distance that eating the fruit had, and control where they ended up, and they eventually became able to communicate by thought across vast distances. Long after, they would be able to cross the inter-dimensional plain, their diet would manifest itself in the form of their bodies, and they would forget language.
You may want to put in some spaces, and make the subtitles (part 1, 2 etc.) bold. I like the morphing concept though.
As to everyone else, does anyone have ideas where the first egg came from? I was going to have it as a Corrupted chicken egg, but that would mean that the local area would be destroyed everytime a chicken egg hatched, so that's out.
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
Actually pigmen seem to be the only ones with the infection(since their body is pretty similar to us)that can control it.
So the virus only makes horses and humans into brainless monsters.
Millions of years ago, there was a planet much like Earth. It's inhabitants were closely related to humans, and they lived in a golden era. Their name for themselves and their planet is lost to time, and so whenever they are mentioned now, they are referred to simply as the people.
In that age, the people had constructed wondrous feats of magic and engineering, including huge castles able navigate the skies, made of mythical elements, and orbs made entirely of light that one could use as both illumination and companions. The progress of the time was remarkable, and more wonders were being discovered daily. But it could not last.
The demand for new discoveries was such that the people were experimenting with dangerous forces that they did not understand, half completing a project before putting it into the world as complete. There were, of course, the few lonely voices of reason that tried to slow the massive development, but they were ridiculed and brought to shame, and then labeled as unimportant and forgotten. Their doom, then, was certain.
The cause of the collapse seemed benign enough, at first; for it was a discovery that allowed anyone to become as they wished, to transform into a bird and go flying, shrink themselves down to the molecular level, and to undo any damage done to themselves with a thought. However, the way this was achieved was unstable, and the consequences horrendous.
The richest of the people had been able to afford the ability first, before it had been complete enough to bring to the public, and these were the ones who went completely mad, transforming into beings measuring in miles, and laying waste to anything they could. Most of them eventually found each other and would battle for many days, until one made a mistake and died, transforming back into its original human-like form. The ones who had gotten the ability when it was released were transformed into bizarre, alien creatures, and stuck in that form with no intelligence remaining. The ones who had gotten it the latest were the most unlucky, as they were transformed into the shapes of various creatures that were terrestrial, but had enough intelligence left to them to know what had happened. These poor souls either ended up twisted with hatred, and resembled a huge spider or a person's carcass, or they wound up with the forms that were of humans, but key parts of the anatomy were wrong, and their ability to communicate was severely limited.
Then there were the people who were either too poor to afford the ability, or had held out getting it. Most of these people were killed by a mutation that was most like them in form, or the stronger mutation was transferred to them via one that resembled one of their carcasses. The largest groups of survivors numbered only a few hundred, but still had their memories. By the time they had gotten to safety, the biggest of the mutations had wiped themselves out, and the rest were only seeking out and killing people or mutations that most resembled them.
Part 2: Into Darkness
Eventually, a group of a few thousand humans had banded together to create a place of safety. Brick by brick, they built as they hadn't build in many hundreds of years, by hand and mechanical synthesizer, a stronghold that was hidden deep below the reach of any transformed powerful enough to break in, and defended at all times by mechanical constructs built out of iron, the strongest metal they still had in quantity.
The people expanded their stronghold outwards until it was large enough for almost ten thousand people, and then created vast libraries of research, hoping to one day be able to either escape the mutations entirely, or vanquish them once and for all. They created magical weapons forged of a blue crystal and enchanted from the life forces of defeated mutations, and rode out on horses, the most reliable form of travel they still had, searching for other groups of survivors of the collapse. After many generations of searching and building, the people populated three strongholds, and were dedicated to finding a way to break free of the creatures who held kept them from venturing outside of their walls of stone. Their civilization may have collapsed, but the people still knew how to progress. Their first breakthrough was in portal technology, and they created a portal made out of a material resembling obsidian, but incredibly strong. The material was the only one found that could withstand the stress of a hole in reality.
Groups of people ventured through the portal hoping to find an alternate world that resembled theirs, but never came back. The people finally sent a hundred of their strongest warriors to investigate, but only three of them came back, one of them holding the head of a dragon. Another exploration party found themselves on a barren stretch of land floating in the emptiness of the universe. An alteration of the original portal was created to travel within the dimension, and the people found nothing but more barren lands, but with multitudes of a strange purple plant. Finding it edible, the people tried to colonize the world, but found that only material already there would not dissolve.
And so another civilization was set up in the dimension that seemed to have been shattered in a sad end, with buildings built of the yellow material the islands were made of, and eventually purple bricks made of the edible fruit.
Part 3: Shift
The dimension was called The End of a World by its new inhabitants, but eventually was shortened to The End. Most of the people had already gone to the End, with its absence of mutations. The people discovered how to do wondrous things there, and built amazing ships that would zoom through the endless void, mapping a seemingly infinite number of islands, none distinctive from each other. The ships were fueled by the plants that the people had named Chorus Plants, on account of how they seemed to whisper when eaten, and would then transport the user instantly to a random location around them.
The dimensions slowly shifted away from each other for several years, and it soon became a rare time when the portal would open, but no one really minded, for the inhabitants of the end were self sustaining. There was only a skeleton crew of people left in the strongholds when the portals finally stopped responding all together, and they lamented the fact that they had not gone over to the End.
The effect of being cut off from the world they had originated from only became apparent after many, many generations. The diet of chorus fruit and complete isolation from their home world eventually manifested itself in the ability of the people there to transport themselves the distance that eating the fruit had, and control where they ended up, and they eventually became able to communicate by thought across vast distances. Longp after, they would be able to cross the inter-dimensional plain, their diet would manifest itself in the form of their bodies, and they would forget language.
2. My theory's page on the OP is called Grockster's Theory of Everything
3. I may have started a chapter craze...
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The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
Doesn't matter what the press says. Doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn't matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right. This nation was founded on one principle above all else: the requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world — "No, you move
These things are "programmed to follow and weck your stuff". They have a man made item (TNT) literally at their core. AND a music CD. So what can we infer? These things were biologically and mechanically engineered cyborgs used to transfer a message encoded in a CD between government buildings pre-apocalypse. They were set to explode when an enemy tried to steal the information. As seen in the diagram, they used to be a more plain shade of green with more prominent features. However, the apocalypse has rendered them defective. So now they are covered in moss and mistaken ANYONE as the enemy.
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
I know. Strange, right? Well, I'm gonna write the command block theory and stuff over the weekend. Hopefully this thread will pick up then.
Going off Story Mode, it appears to be a bunch of commonly used raw materials, put in all the spaces of a crafting table, and put in a machine that uses pistons to push together four full crafting tables, and the block appears in the middle (You see Ellegard trying to create a command block if you go through Redstonia, and right before the command block appears to be successfully spawned, the Witherstorm shows up, and eats everything).
If I were to make a mod adding command blocks (don't have the skills sadly), I would probably make the recipe as follows: the four corners as orange wool, the other four outside spaces as "Command Panels", which would be made using a repeater (the command block is said to be "pulsing" in Story Mode), and special lanterns crafted using aforementioned common materials with redstone and glass, and the middle would probably be a computer I have no name for or idea how it would be crafted.
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The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
Going off Story Mode, it appears to be a bunch of commonly used raw materials, put in all the spaces of a crafting table, and put in a machine that uses pistons to push together four full crafting tables, and the block appears in the middle (You see Ellegard trying to create a command block if you go through Redstonia, and right before the command block appears to be successfully spawned, the Witherstorm shows up, and eats everything).
If I were to make a mod adding command blocks (don't have the skills sadly), I would probably make the recipe as follows: the four corners as orange wool, the other four outside spaces as "Command Panels", which would be made using a repeater (the command block is said to be "pulsing" in Story Mode), and special lanterns crafted using aforementioned common materials with redstone and glass, and the middle would probably be a computer I have no name for or idea how it would be crafted.
Something about that odd crafting sequence felt off. Perhaps it's the fact that raw materials created a universe altering block. Or maybe it's because Ivor somehow built one first. Or maybe it's because it doesn't work in vanilla.
What can also be noted is how it was an unstable blue phantom image that grew the more materials were condensed into it.
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Perhaps the more materials it has, the more it can do?
If story mode is canon, then I think that command blocks have an insanely expensive 'minimum threshold' of how many materials they need, and that will only enable simple, harmless commands, such as /tp @p ~ ~1~. The more materials, the more commands and the more potent they can be, until you have your OP maxed out everything GM1 command block.
Perhaps the more materials it has, the more it can do?
If story mode is canon, then I think that command blocks have an insanely expensive 'minimum threshold' of how many materials they need, and that will only enable simple, harmless commands, such as /tp @p ~ ~1~. The more materials, the more commands and the more potent they can be, until you have your OP maxed out everything GM1 command block.
Yeeeeeaaaaahhhh! Now we're talking! That actually is a great theory. Because it would mean you would need to mine out the world to feed the block enough power to alter the universe, and touching the universe in an insignificant way would still use a lot.
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Woah. I wish I'd joined the forums earlier, I intended to make an origin story! Ah well, if I tweak some concepts, perhaps the thread won't come off as redundant.
Anyways, nice job! I'll be sure to add some stuff as soon as I have more free time. =)
How about this: They fire the beams from their eyes in such an intricate fashion that the temple projects the light as a mirror image of them. This is to scare off predators and plunderers.
What has gone on before Part III: Twilight
We do not have much information about the human civilization, but here is what is known.
After the humans declared independence, they forcefully removed the Ender Eyes from the Portal to shut it down. The Endermen, despite their advanced intelligence, forgot how to make the Ender Eyes, although it is possible they did know, but had no means to secure Blaze Powder (due to the Nether being controlled by the Pigmen). Either way, this assured travel to the Overworld was only limited to parties of one, which wouldn't have enough supplies to secure enough food for the Ender Civilization. Once humanity did this, it seems they at first continued to expand and live in the Strongholds, although it is clear that they eventually abandoned them for the surface, possibly due to fear of the Endermen returning, or just due to overexpansion, or perhaps, a combination of these.
It is possible that Abandoned Mineshafts were tunnels dug by humans to escape the Strongholds, hoping to find a cave system to the surface (hence why they intersect through Strongholds occasionally), although it is possible they are just mineshafts, or again, the intersecting tunnels were made first, and the others were constructed later. However humans left the Strongholds, there is no evidence of humanity returning.
Once humans emerged, they began to construct Villages, similar ones being continued to be found after the Apocalypse to this day, growing crops and possibly inventing the Iron Golem through methods unknown. Eventually, these communities became proper towns, and began have organized ruling systems. When these rulers died, they (and their treasure) were buried in small pyramids in the desert and later, booby-trapped "temples" in the jungle.
Eventually, humanity built large cities out of stone and prismarine in extremely low basins, being mostly ocean due to being massive natural water sinks. As this obviously was not ideal to build a city in, humans likely used large amounts of sponges to absorb the water in case floodwaters started to rise and thunder down the basin.
These cities had much larger pyramids in the city centers as proper centers of worship, and monuments, perhaps to their accomplishments, or perhaps to the gods that they worshiped. Humans noticed large pufferfish-like fish would lay their eggs inside the temple during the occasional flood, and due to them being reasonably intelligent, began to keep them as pets in large pools of water, like koi. These fish are the ancestors of the Guardians.
At this point, humanity flourished and seemed set on the path their ancestors (Endermen) had followed. And then that all changed.
No one knows how it started, or how it crossed dimensions as it did, or what it even is, but eventually, the path to darkness had been beaten. This evil that changed the world will be know through out the rest of this story as the Corruption. The Corruption's origins are unknown, nor which dimension it formed in. At some point, it leaped from the Overworld to the Nether through methods unknown, as neither humans nor Endermen had any access to the Nether, zombifying the Pigmen into Zombie Pigmen, and re-animating their skeletons as Wither Skeletons.
The Corruption began in a species of edible moss, grown by humans. It at first improved it's growth rate, and then it's amount of spores produced in it's spore capsules. However, this species's spores rapidly starting growing as a parasite on pigs, first as a fine green fuzz, then as larger spore stalks, and eventually as large dark patches on the pig controlling parts of it's bodies against their will. These pigs began to die, eventually being overgrown and being moved by the moss. At some point, this moss parasite latched on humans, and then began grow on them, the final results being what we call creepers. These hostile moss-controlled humans would detonate, releasing millions of spores into the surroundings and destroying the nearby area. Spiders who were infected with this moss saw a rapid increase in size that was passed down to their children, with no other physical effects, although it didn't take long for these giant spiders to attack humans for sustenance.
The Corruption itself began to move into humans when the infected pigs were consumed, creating a similar viral infection that created zombies. These zombies would attack and devour all humans in the area, turning them into zombies. Their natural rate of decay was greatly slowed, and even when all the flesh had rotted away, the skeleton would still move and attack with the goal of killing. These "monsters" would rapidly multiply and track down survivors, resulting in the great cities being abandoned at first, although once the panic from this had stopped, humanity used it's superior weapons to stop the advance of the monsters, who quickly only became a nuisance, although causalities would still continue in the ill-informed and the Villages, who were often far away from any city, leaving them susceptible to, and the first to witness "sieges", in which a large group of zombies would assault the village, and break down the doors of the villagers, quickly hunting them down and devouring them, leaving no survivors, and even the mighty Iron Golems would fall.
At this point, the Corruption leaped to the other dimensions, brought to the End by Endermen, bringing corrupted food back to the End to feed others, and somehow traveled through the Void into the Nether. The Corruption spread throughout the End in the Chorus Plants, while in the Nether through Nether Wart. Strangely, the only effect on the Endermen was a change of eye color, from green to purple, while in both the Pigmen and Humans severe changes occurred. Perhaps it was their alien mind that kept the Corruption in check, having much less emotion to tamper with then their descendant species. Because of which, unlike the containment and eradication procedures undergone by humans (and possibly Pigmen), the Corruption went ignored, simply being known as a emergent different eye color, allowing it to rapidly spread across the End. The response to the Corruption in the Nether is unknown, due to lack of contact at the time. Presumably, containment procedures were followed, but with their lesser technology, the Corruption spread much faster then in the Overworld, and the Pigmen's fate was sealed.
The result at this time was a stalemate in the Overworld, complete ignorance leading to rapid spread with minor effects in the End, and complete destruction of the Pigmen society in the Nether. And then it all changed when the Egg hatched...
(By the way, after I post the next chapter I'll put up the full story as one post for convenience)
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
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seem legit.
Actually guardians seem to be the smarter creatures on the map.
One Elder is sealed off any of the rooms, so he/she can't do that, although the other two could. The temple would have to be perfectly constructed to allow the light to bounce off right. It seems like a combination my idea (chemicals) and Hydra's is most likely.
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
The End Poem
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Actually pigmen seem to be the only ones with the infection(since their body is pretty similar to us)that can control it.
So the virus only makes horses and humans into brainless monsters.
A History of Minecraft
Part 1: The End
Millions of years ago, there was a planet much like Earth. It's inhabitants were closely related to humans, and they lived in a golden era. Their name for themselves and their planet is lost to time, and so whenever they are mentioned now, they are referred to simply as the people.
In that age, the people had constructed wondrous feats of magic and engineering, including huge castles able navigate the skies, made of mythical elements, and orbs made entirely of light that one could use as both illumination and companions. The progress of the time was remarkable, and more wonders were being discovered daily. But it could not last.
The demand for new discoveries was such that the people were experimenting with dangerous forces that they did not understand, half completing a project before putting it into the world as complete. There were, of course, the few lonely voices of reason that tried to slow the massive development, but they were ridiculed and brought to shame, and then labeled as unimportant and forgotten. Their doom, then, was certain.
The cause of the collapse seemed benign enough, at first; for it was a discovery that allowed anyone to become as they wished, to transform into a bird and go flying, shrink themselves down to the molecular level, and to undo any damage done to themselves with a thought. However, the way this was achieved was unstable, and the consequences horrendous.
The richest of the people had been able to afford the ability first, before it had been complete enough to bring to the public, and these were the ones who went completely mad, transforming into beings measuring in miles, and laying waste to anything they could. Most of them eventually found each other and would battle for many days, until one made a mistake and died, transforming back into its original human-like form. The ones who had gotten the ability when it was released were transformed into bizarre, alien creatures, and stuck in that form with no intelligence remaining. The ones who had gotten it the latest were the most unlucky, as they were transformed into the shapes of various creatures that were terrestrial, but had enough intelligence left to them to know what had happened. These poor souls either ended up twisted with hatred, and resembled a huge spider or a person's carcass, or they wound up with the forms that were of humans, but key parts of the anatomy were wrong, and their ability to communicate was severely limited.
Then there were the people who were either too poor to afford the ability, or had held out getting it. Most of these people were killed by a mutation that was most like them in form, or the stronger mutation was transferred to them via one that resembled one of their carcasses. The largest groups of survivors numbered only a few hundred, but still had their memories. By the time they had gotten to safety, the biggest of the mutations had wiped themselves out, and the rest were only seeking out and killing people or mutations that most resembled them.
Part 2: Into Darkness
Eventually, a group of a few thousand humans had banded together to create a place of safety. Brick by brick, they built as they hadn't build in many hundreds of years, by hand and mechanical synthesizer, a stronghold that was hidden deep below the reach of any transformed powerful enough to break in, and defended at all times by mechanical constructs built out of iron, the strongest metal they still had in quantity.
The people expanded their stronghold outwards until it was large enough for almost ten thousand people, and then created vast libraries of research, hoping to one day be able to either escape the mutations entirely, or vanquish them once and for all. They created magical weapons forged of a blue crystal and enchanted from the life forces of defeated mutations, and rode out on horses, the most reliable form of travel they still had, searching for other groups of survivors of the collapse. After many generations of searching and building, the people populated three strongholds, and were dedicated to finding a way to break free of the creatures who held kept them from venturing outside of their walls of stone. Their civilization may have collapsed, but the people still knew how to progress. Their first breakthrough was in portal technology, and they created a portal made out of a material resembling obsidian, but incredibly strong. The material was the only one found that could withstand the stress of a hole in reality.
Groups of people ventured through the portal hoping to find an alternate world that resembled theirs, but never came back. The people finally sent a hundred of their strongest warriors to investigate, but only three of them came back, one of them holding the head of a dragon. Another exploration party found themselves on a barren stretch of land floating in the emptiness of the universe. An alteration of the original portal was created to travel within the dimension, and the people found nothing but more barren lands, but with multitudes of a strange purple plant. Finding it edible, the people tried to colonize the world, but found that only material already there would not dissolve.
And so another civilization was set up in the dimension that seemed to have been shattered in a sad end, with buildings built of the yellow material the islands were made of, and eventually purple bricks made of the edible fruit.
Part 3: Shift
The dimension was called The End of a World by its new inhabitants, but eventually was shortened to The End. Most of the people had already gone to the End, with its absence of mutations. The people discovered how to do wondrous things there, and built amazing ships that would zoom through the endless void, mapping a seemingly infinite number of islands, none distinctive from each other. The ships were fueled by the plants that the people had named Chorus Plants, on account of how they seemed to whisper when eaten, and would then transport the user instantly to a random location around them.
The dimensions slowly shifted away from each other for several years, and it soon became a rare time when the portal would open, but no one really minded, for the inhabitants of the end were self sustaining. There was only a skeleton crew of people left in the strongholds when the portals finally stopped responding all together, and they lamented the fact that they had not gone over to the End.
The effect of being cut off from the world they had originated from only became apparent after many, many generations. The diet of chorus fruit and complete isolation from their home world eventually manifested itself in the ability of the people there to transport themselves the distance that eating the fruit had, and control where they ended up, and they eventually became able to communicate by thought across vast distances. Long after, they would be able to cross the inter-dimensional plain, their diet would manifest itself in the form of their bodies, and they would forget language.
EDIT
Added spacing between paragraphs and bolding for titles.
This was directly copy pasted from my notepad, it had spaces at first, sorry.
I was planning to add much more, but then stopped for some reason. I think I'll get back to writing some more of it.
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You may want to put in some spaces, and make the subtitles (part 1, 2 etc.) bold. I like the morphing concept though.
As to everyone else, does anyone have ideas where the first egg came from? I was going to have it as a Corrupted chicken egg, but that would mean that the local area would be destroyed everytime a chicken egg hatched, so that's out.
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
The End Poem
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(cough cough undead and smite cough cough)
Interesting! I will add to the OP.
Things I've noticed:
1. I start a lot of posts with Yep.
2. My theory's page on the OP is called Grockster's Theory of Everything
3. I may have started a chapter craze...
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
The End Poem
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Why i keep forgetting that?
xD
1. Yep.
2. Because it is the most fleshed out so far and explains....well....almost everything.
3. Yes. Yes you have. xD
Becuase everyone else is also forgetting that! And no theory seems to account for it. xD
In any case, it ultimately cannot be overlooked.
We have overlooked creepers for way too long.
These things are "programmed to follow and weck your stuff". They have a man made item (TNT) literally at their core. AND a music CD. So what can we infer? These things were biologically and mechanically engineered cyborgs used to transfer a message encoded in a CD between government buildings pre-apocalypse. They were set to explode when an enemy tried to steal the information. As seen in the diagram, they used to be a more plain shade of green with more prominent features. However, the apocalypse has rendered them defective. So now they are covered in moss and mistaken ANYONE as the enemy.
Edit: I added more to my theory in the OP
Update: added villagers to the OP. They evolved from monkeys. No seriously, it's a very viable explanation.
*cricket noises*
Also, 100th post, and you haven't added the second part of the Guardian theory, and Twilight.
I'm working on a Witherstorm analysis, and I am a strong advocate for adding it to the main game, provided we learn:
A. How to craft command blocks
B. How to make the "Fancy Potion" (and what it does)
C. How to kill it
I mean look at this thing:
It is glorious.
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
The End Poem
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I know. Strange, right? Well, I'm gonna write the command block theory and stuff over the weekend. Hopefully this thread will pick up then.
Going off Story Mode, it appears to be a bunch of commonly used raw materials, put in all the spaces of a crafting table, and put in a machine that uses pistons to push together four full crafting tables, and the block appears in the middle (You see Ellegard trying to create a command block if you go through Redstonia, and right before the command block appears to be successfully spawned, the Witherstorm shows up, and eats everything).
If I were to make a mod adding command blocks (don't have the skills sadly), I would probably make the recipe as follows: the four corners as orange wool, the other four outside spaces as "Command Panels", which would be made using a repeater (the command block is said to be "pulsing" in Story Mode), and special lanterns crafted using aforementioned common materials with redstone and glass, and the middle would probably be a computer I have no name for or idea how it would be crafted.
The universe, it loves you.
You have played the game well.
Everything you need is in you.
You are stronger then you know.
You are the daylight, and you are the night.
The darkness you fight is deep within you. But so is the light to purge it.
You are not alone, and you are not separate from every other thing.
You are the universe, experiencing itself, tasting itself, reading itself, understanding itself.
The End Poem
Current Avatar and RP: The Crawler (Fable 3)
Something about that odd crafting sequence felt off. Perhaps it's the fact that raw materials created a universe altering block. Or maybe it's because Ivor somehow built one first. Or maybe it's because it doesn't work in vanilla.
What can also be noted is how it was an unstable blue phantom image that grew the more materials were condensed into it.
Perhaps the more materials it has, the more it can do?
If story mode is canon, then I think that command blocks have an insanely expensive 'minimum threshold' of how many materials they need, and that will only enable simple, harmless commands, such as /tp @p ~ ~1~. The more materials, the more commands and the more potent they can be, until you have your OP maxed out everything GM1 command block.
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Yeeeeeaaaaahhhh! Now we're talking! That actually is a great theory. Because it would mean you would need to mine out the world to feed the block enough power to alter the universe, and touching the universe in an insignificant way would still use a lot.
Woah. I wish I'd joined the forums earlier, I intended to make an origin story! Ah well, if I tweak some concepts, perhaps the thread won't come off as redundant.
Anyways, nice job! I'll be sure to add some stuff as soon as I have more free time. =)
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