The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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Many moons ago, I was just another Enderman in the End, living life moping about, carrying blocks and taking out blocky humanoid trespassers. Since then I have escaped into the Real World, where I can enjoy the luxuries of Real Life, like coffee, a soft couch, and hugs.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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The first night I escaped from the End, I was lost, lonely, and most of all, cold. I managed to find an abandoned blanket, which I lay upon, contemplating my fate. But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger - that cold, dark night was when I decided it was up to me to turn things around. The first thing I needed to acquire: shelter.
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I quickly discovered this land was not like my home land, where resources lay in abundance around you. Their currency was "money", small, round discs with its value inscribed. Emulating my peers populating the street around me, I sought an empty container to store the generous givings of wealthy passersby. In return, I would dance.
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It was a low point in my life. People threw coins at me and I danced. At first, I accepted it as a means to gain sustenance for survival. But soon, it began to break me down. I knew I was destined for bigger and greater things. This was my last dance, the night before a first life-changing experience.
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Today I discovered that I am not the only one who has escaped from the Minecraft world. A creeper, a baby, had also made its way out. It was frightened, but we quickly bonded over our blocky origins.
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For the most part, the baby creeper was wholly obedient to my commands. But occasionally, when he fell out of line, I felt it my duty to "show him who's boss". This often took the form of dangling him over perilous cliffs.
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Today I found a dirt block, perfectly extracted and formed and sitting there as if to tempt me. I wanted to resist - after all, I had chosen an elevated lifestyle. But instinct took over, and my body acted as if it had a mind of its own, and it wanted BLOCKS.
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And so, I returned to my old habits of digging up dirt blocks. It was strangely unsatisfying. I stared at my block, and it stared back with an angry silence. I screamed at it; it remained unfazed. It felt like we were like old lovers who had a falling-out. I wondered if it was the first signs of depression, where beloved pastimes no longer held any value, and only served to fuel the empty feeling in my soul.
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My fury with the block intensified. I attempted to gain control of it by turning it my weapon, but I soon realized there were no limits to its brutality. The baby creeper became the chief victim of its violent crimes.
(Sometimes I wear a shell when it's cold)
please c0ntinue this w0rk
http://dragcave.net/...CreeperKittenXX Click the dragons on my scroll, please. Their lives depend on you! =3
I will survive.
SOoo cute =)
You should have a contest for one xD
Dear Jimaras101,
Thank you for your comments. What doll are you referring to? I am not a doll, I am an Enderman, one-of-a-kind and not for sale.
Cheers,
The Enderman