Minecraft: Herald 1: KingdomAn ancient kingdom reigns, but all things fall...Minecraft: Herald 1: Kingdom2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I used to rule the world
Chunks would load when I gave the word
Now every night I go stow away
Hide from the mobs I used to slay
It was the year 1000, the twenty-first day of Ironmonth. Ironmonth was the second month of spring, and it was a beautiful morning in the city of Coldhills. The birds twittered in the trees. The grass was wet with dew. The King watched as a small squirrel ran across the cobblestone path, sniffing at the air before scampering under a tree.
The King loved these quiet spring mornings. He would walk along the roads of his town, greeting the townsfolk as they rose for another productive day. He had just spoken to a few of the guards, who told him that there had been more hostiles than usual lately. They had even managed to capture a Creeper, kept it in a cage for the people to peer at.
As the King walked down the path, nodding to a moody Testificate at the corner, a small child wa
Minecraft: Diplomacy 1: ArrangementA diplomat meets with the Council of Haat.Minecraft: Diplomacy 1: Arrangement3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The mechanical suit hissed and clanked as it continued on its path. Everything that could be thought of had been tried to divert it- and all had failed. Swords, pickaxes, wolves, cats, carefully directed creepers, even (on Aleph's advice) enough TNT to launch a man into the Aether- all had failed. The mech simply continued on its inexorable path, over mountain and valley, desert and snow.
It looked like nothing that the scouts had ever seen; four or five blocks high and full of metal cogs and gears, which could be seen at its joints and through the plates of what looked like glossy green glass which covered it. While it was humanoid, and probably contained a pilot, little else could be determined about this anomaly. It marched in a straight line, directly towards Haat, where the Council of Haat resided.
The Council members, Maximilian, Trottimus and Aleph, even when they were warned nothing could stop the mech, simply smiled and informe
Minecraft: Diplomacy 2: NegotiationThe Council of Haat were in shock. Before them stood the Herald, Captain Sparklez. A being of almost unmatched power, that only rarely interferes in the Overworld. For him to be here...Minecraft: Diplomacy 2: Negotiation3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Trottimus was the first to recover his wits. "We... the Council are glad to hear of this, messenger. Would you elaborate on that statement?"
Voormitha was clearly amused by the crowd's reaction to a living symbol of their god's power. "Gladly. Though our species have hunted one another for many long years, all of my race in this world are now united under one leader: Ktep-Sathlei. Now that we are organised, our revenge can begin." Voormitha gestured to the mech behind it.
"This is an ancient weapon, a treasure from our home dimension. We have begun production of many more like it and other smiliar devices. An army to annihilate the darkness. A great number of provinces are already aiding us in this task. The resources of mining towns like this one are proving to be very useful to us."
Minecraft: The GameChap and Bertie Chronicles 1Chapter 1: GameChap & Bertie and the Curious DeviceMinecraft: The GameChap and Bertie Chronicles 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stone rumbled and fell from the ceiling as the roof of the temple began to cave in. "GameChap!" Bertie shouted. "We must make haste!"
GameChap stuffed the broken black disc into his bag as he fended off an unliving guardian of this place; a skeleton dressed in baroque golden armour. It was not the skeleton of a man, that much was clear from the snout. Its scimitar raised creakily for another strike, which GameChap was only just able to deflect.
"I agree with you, Bertie!" GameChap shouted over the roar of shifting stone, dodging and parrying blows from another three undead guards, "but these blighters are hard to shift!"
Seeing an opportunity, Bertie grabbed hold of the rope they'd used to swing across the deep chasm in the temple that divided the altar room into two halves. What rotten luck that taking the artifacts had caused the temple to collapse! He swung across, hitting a skeleton squarely in the back with his feet. It sn
Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 1The Portal showed the usual glimpses of other places. Voormitha was an Enderman, so she was used to those by now. Suddenly, everything went dark for a moment. In front of her, in letters glowing purple, was a message. Voormitha remembered it from when she had been unconscious after that incident a while ago. She had teleported too far, and it had been too much for her to take. She had woken up a week later in a Dwarven city, where they had cared for her. All she could remember from her sleep was this same writing.Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The end is the beginning."
She had no idea what it meant.
Voormitha returned to the others in a second or two, looking none the worse for the wear. "It's safe on the other side," she said. "Quickly! Gather anything we'll need over there. Take no more than we can carry." Thankfully, due to the tremendous strength of Euclid and the seemingly limitless storage capacity of the box in Clayman's chest, they could carry quite a large number of items.