What is a negative of eating apples?
John awakened to the sound of his own coughing. He had grown ill form the shock of Teft's betrayal, and the heat and pressure of the flames. He steadily rose to his four feet and looked around the room he was in. It felt like a big metal shell, with a cold floor and walls, but increasingly tightening air. the fires were still close, John presumed, perhaps just outside of the confines of this room. John combed the room for an escape. Scattered all around the floor were the unconscious bodies of animals, enderfolk, and monsters - still alive, some recovering their senses just like he did. Suddenly, a light emerged, not far away, but it was obscured by bulky silhouettes. John shook his head, rapidly. It was those golems from before, haphazardly chucking more bodies into the tank. He heard them mumble to each other, but he couldn't make out the words. Finally, they chuckled to one another, and put the iron door back down. The light vanished with them, and yet again the room was in darkness.
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>This hasn't gone by the committee yet, but I like imagining a carrier tank the size of a cruise ship parked in Teft, disguised as a building. It's the best I've got, and I haven't heard any other ideas yet.
Name: Edamicamorhpiton (His friends call him Ed)
Bio: A once successful master of disguise, Ed maintained a fake human identity as a scientist between humans. One day, however, he was discovered, and the humans sliced his body with a sword. However, Ed managed to keep himself alive with an end crystal fragment. To this day, he is the shortest and weakest enderman at a slab less than a player in height, and 0.5 HP. However, some say the end crystal give him special powers. How do we know this? A fellow enderman told a witch and the witch told a villager and the villager told notch and notch told his mom and notch's mom told us. Nobody knows if it's true.
Appearance: A rather short enderman, about a slab shorter than a player, usually in an untied suit or a jacket (even if it's hot) and any kind of pants/shorts that are loose and black. Eyes do not glow except when using powers, otherwise he has player eyes. When his eyes glow, instead of purple they are neon green. He has a bright green and black color scheme when it comes to his clothes, and he normally doesn't have anything else on unless it's a t-shirt. his face is a rather light shade of brown (u thought he was gon be black u damn racist), and he has black hair that is naturally very neat and shiny. It's like a mirror.
Ed, as weak as he should be, jokes around with everyone and uses his teleporting abilities to, well, not move as much. He might come off as someone who does not fear any attack, but that's because he usually teleports out of the way. Once you get to know him, you will know that once Ed is brought to a psychological edge, he will stop his laugh-spirited and jokey atmosphere and will.. Well, he will not stop until you are given justice.
He has 0.5 health due to him being sliced in half while merging, teleportation is harder than moving to the spot, has virtually NO mercy against enemies, lies too much to get his way, and has a problem having relationships with people.
Other: Cheeto puff, Lives in a small wooden house in a spruce forest, uses teleportation rapidly as a form of telekinesis, is lucky. Cannot be beaten at chess.
>Cool, but consider changing your mob. There's already five endermen and you're shaping up to be the sixth.
Soon, glimmers of light were forming in every direction, as the golems proceeded to clean out Teft. The temperature rose exponentially and smoke filled the sky. John began to feel dizzy, as his breathing became more difficult. Turning around, he noticed mobs all around him were staggering, fainting even. The sight of this made John... lightheaded. He bolted out away from the pavilion but could only go so far before his lungs caught up to him. There was just too much heat... too much smoke for a single mob to handle. He collapsed, still within the limits of Teft.
Once John and Stone had eaten to the point of satisfaction, the silence between them died. Their conversation jumped all over the place, as if it was released from imprisonment and consumed by energy. leaping from family to philosophy to corny jokes and then back again as quickly as one could realize that the topic had changed in the first place. Eventually they started pointing out how strange it was that every villager there was giving away food, and none were doing any other job.
They watched the door to one of the nearby structures for what felt like an hour until someone came out of it. But in that door way was not a villager, but a golem; a golem not made of iron, mind you, nor cobblestone for that matter, but obsidian. Its presence drove a shiver down John's spine. He knew that he should avoid eye contact, but he couldn't keep his eyes off it. Stone, the meeker of the two, sharply turned away, only to find another golem walking into the village among the crowd, and another strolling around the perimeter. John and Stone looked at each other with fear in their eyes. The silence between them was revived.
One obsidian golem in one second, picked up one torch, let it fall to the ground, setting one pavilion ablaze, causing one town to descend into chaos.
EDIT: a few grammatical fixes.
((AND I KEEP FORGETTING TO POST THIS SO I HAVE TO KEEP REWRITING IT UGH))
John lied upon Stephen's back, sweating profusely as he absorbed the relentless rays of heat from the sun. The pair had joined together but hours before on their seemingly neverending trek to Teft. Stephen had been walking for so long that it was a tad jarring for John when he came to an abrupt halt. "Huh?" he groaned, "What's the hold up?"
Stephen responded, "I think this is the place..."
John opened his eyes, which were immediately greeted by the beauty of Teft. Between the giant buildings, the wells overflowing with water, the sheer amount of food all around him, the town was all exactly the way he imagined it. The moment he saw one of the pavilions, he immediately leaped off of Stephen's shoulder and made a b-line for it. Once he was at the table, he ate one slice of seasoned bread and fell in love with it, so he wasted no time swallowing the rest of the loaf. Stephen, on the other hand took a seat beside him and passively examined some of the food on display.
((Even though I already have John Doe under my belt, I decided to bring back an oldie.))
Name: Stephen Vincent Stone
Mob: Iron Golem
Bio: Stephen is an autonomous, un-piloted iron golem prototype built countless years ago by villager engineers. He has an extremely limited memory, however, and can barely remember any occurrence between then and now. Stephen has a tendency to carry the various items he has found over the years within the nooks and crannies of his body. In his right shoulder is a collection of potions, in his left shoulder he carries an iron sword, cracked in half. and within his inner circuits is a skull and a hefty tome.
Appearance: Stephen is a mess of an iron golem to say the least. Stephen, for one, only appears to be iron; beneath his metal exterior, Stephen is visibly made of cobblestone. Stephen also has huge, broad shoulders, both of which are covered with a large, tattered blanket.
Personality: Stephen is a bumbling fool with a heart of gold, often providing an innocent voice of reason. He will only occasionally use violence, but only when justified by panic and fear, he carries a sword for a reason after all.
Other: Because Stephen is made from very little organic matter, he is capable of surviving long periods of time without food, water, air, or even cheeto puffs.
((It looks a bit awkward around on the dress, but her eyes look adorable. Same with the trees-- I don't know what's going on with the bark but it looks great!))
((I see no reason to complain about it and yet proceed to not follow that up with a plot post.))
((And now for a plot post... that doesn't further or even concern what you're doing at all.))
So Stephen Stone did a few things, I guess. He collapsed on the soft grassy ground, his energy outputs exhausted from hiking up this hill. He hauled his heavy hull, huffing from the weight of his companion corpse. Stephen Stone looked over the side of the cliff and saw a beautiful view of the ocean. The view allowed him to sit and relax.
After some time had passed, he sighed and looked around. To his side was a short stone tower guarding a narrow hole in the ground.
"It's a grave," the corpse muttered. "My grave."
Stephen read the engraving on what apparently was a tombstone. REST IN PEACE, JAK THE VILLAGER, A YOUNG SLIME'S BEST FRIEND. He rubbed off a green stain on the stone.
"I guess that said slime wrote this for you," Stephen remarked. He grabbed the villager to put him in the hole.
"No," the villager called out. "Not yet. You must first see something."
Stephen sighed and returned the villager to his back. "Alright then, show me."
((posting here is really annoying now. Nana's old Apple computer cannot loaD the post editor, and my phone sucks at using it, as my phone is slow and horrible, so I have to use their iPad which is still a mobile device and their for does not fair well on this site. I will be back home on my usual PC on Wedsday. Please don't make me post something until then, a really long plot post would be difficult, and it's extremely hard to edit posts on this.))
My theory is that most are just sick of hearing about him since he is such a big name Youtuber. Meanwhile, some are former fans that lost interest, and actively seek avoiding him.
It bothers me that everyone is saying "Oh I wonder what they will do!" because I'm pretty sure I saw somewhere that colored command blocks were just for organization reasons. Or maybe that was just a suggestion I saw on the forums...?
And besides, what else could a command block do!? They run commands. Period.
It says they don't operate the same way as one another
What, vanilla SSP? Not only is there more to Minecraft than just surviving and building xp farms, but I think that's actually Minecraft's worst asset. The game doesn't pick up until you either get a map, mod, or server, or make one of those yourself. Classifying Minecraft is really starting to hold it back. Also, you're only supposed to use a semicolon when there's an independent clause or complete sentence at the other side.
Minecraft and Mojang news; we don't want to start another riot, like in the Cube World Wiki announcement...Quote from DiamondMiningGod145
These seeds.... (4th to post!)
By the way, I thought this was minecraft news, not scrolls.
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Lol so staff can post wherever they want about off-topic stuff, but my topic gets locked when it is off-topic? Seems legit. I will go post a off-topic post now and see what happens
I guarentee that it will get locked.