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last night from about 9:45 to 10:10 i wrote this weird lil thing here about why everything is the way it is in minecraft. as indicated by the title, i was a tired child at night and couldnt think as straight as i would hope. here is the story of minecraft 1.2:

okay so basically there was this place called minecraft where
there were pigs and cows and people and all the good stuff.
one day some farmer dude found some good ol fashioned obsidian.
he used it to frame his door and make it look nice and pretty.
somehow his house caught on fire and inside the door frame a
magic portal to another dimension materialized. a search team
was sent out to explore this strange new world beyond the portal
and another search team was sent out to find them shortly after.
from this new world, now called the nether, people learned much
about spells and magic and stuff. they wrote books about all
that they figured out and then wrote books about the books.
the former they put on nice tables and used for enchantments.
people were havin fun with magic all over. while everybody was
having fun mining more efficiently and killing pigs faster,
one man returned to the idea of portals. he got some people
together and he and his party built a stronghold deep inside
the earth where they could study in secret. he and his crew
performed the strangest of experiments and eventually managed
to create a portal of their own. this led to a rocky mass
floating in a dimension of darkness. here was their playground
where they may roam free and create what they wished. the
men called it the underworld and got straight to work. they
condicted tests on animals and such to see the effects of
portal travel on living beings. people seemed to get through
just fine while livestock disintegrated. at one point,
however, a rogue pigman sample managed to get into the portal
and instead of being destroyed it was corrupted. the beast
became an underman, creature of the underworld. soon more
pigmen managed to get in and eventually there were hundreds of
the nasty things. these undermen were very aggressive,
attacking all who looked upon them. these undermen escaped
the strongholds up into the overworld where they reaked havoc.
the villagers called them endermen for the destruction they
brought about and upon discovery of the underworld called it
the end. the villagers upon discovering who created the
endermen banished them to places beyond. some went to the nether
and continued building fortresses and making strange things like
blazes. some went to the end and over time became just like
the endermen. and others went off to far lands and created
bizarre enchanted structures which froze all who entered. these
buildings faded away over time and it is assumed that the men
eventually died away. before all the men left, however, they
cooperated on one final project. they cursed the villages
and their inhabitants so all those dead would come back to
haunt them. and they still do to this day. so yeah thats it
thats the story of minecraft 1.2

ill revise it some other time

Last edited by 777w (2012-07-26 10:07:30)