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I tried to force open my eyes, but they denied to open. I had enough of unfortunate events from my previous hardcore world, and I did not want anything happening to me in the next world. With much struggle, I burst my eyes open, revealing my character in a peaceful forest, right next to a calm beach. This might be a good world for me, I thought to myself. I went in further through the forest, admiring the beauty of the trees and the flowers. I thought I would make it to the end in this world, but of course, I was wrong.
I began hacking my first block of oak wood; yet again, feeling no pain in my young yet bold self. My hand smacked against the wood for the umpteenth time, before shattering and dropping as a tiny wood block. Without further ado, I broke more blocks of wood. Not long after, I had enough to build my own starting tools. I made a pickaxe, first, then a hoe, learning a lesson from my previous world. I began to dig into the side of a mountain as a temporary home.
I hunted a herd of sheep soon after I placed a door to my new home. After quickly getting three pieces of wool, I hurried back home and made myself a bed. As dusk began to settle, I cuddled into my new bed, feeling happiness. Night began to start, and I fell asleep, peacefully. I did not wake up to the noise of moaning zombies outside my door, nor the clink-clanking of bones from the skeletons.
I woke up bright and fresh and walked outside of my house, grabbing my stone sword on the way out. Outside, I saw a lot of monsters burning in the sunlight. Fortunately, no creepers in sight. I spotted a zombie, trapped in a waterfall. Suddenly, an arrow flew past me. A skeleton was hiding under a tree. I grabbed my sword and hurried down the battlefield. I swerved past the 'waterfall zombie' and headed towards the skeleton. Wrong move. Before I could hit the skeleton, it happened.
Another bite to my shoulder. I gasped in pain as I fell to the ground, crawling backwards. The zombie trapped in the waterfall had caught up to me, setting me on fire. I crawled backwards a few more steps. That was the worst move I have ever done in my life. An arrow hit my back. I shrieked in pain. I had forgotten all about the skeleton. Now, two mobs were up against me as I was at three-quarter health.
I did not forget what happened the last world. Sheer terror filled my veins. I stared up against the two monsters which cornered me. The skeleton held up his bow, sending another arrow to it and pulling on the string. I tried to get up, but the zombie slammed me against the wall, his hands on my throat. I was at half-health. I could not move, as the zombie held back my arms. I tried to kick forward, but to no avail. The skeleton let go of the string, and the zombie sent a finishing blow.
As if in slow-motion, I looked at the zombie, looking at his puke-green skin and his nails as sharp as cactus thorns. The skeleton's arrow, the front flint glistened in the sun. Before I died, half-a-second before I died, I spotted him. Herobrine, standing next to a tree, smiling. His eyes were empty; only white was seen in his eyes. Half-a-second later, I did not see him any more. In fact, I could not see anything. That was when I knew that my life had gone to an end.
I began hacking my first block of oak wood; yet again, feeling no pain in my young yet bold self. My hand smacked against the wood for the umpteenth time, before shattering and dropping as a tiny wood block. Without further ado, I broke more blocks of wood. Not long after, I had enough to build my own starting tools. I made a pickaxe, first, then a hoe, learning a lesson from my previous world. I began to dig into the side of a mountain as a temporary home.
I hunted a herd of sheep soon after I placed a door to my new home. After quickly getting three pieces of wool, I hurried back home and made myself a bed. As dusk began to settle, I cuddled into my new bed, feeling happiness. Night began to start, and I fell asleep, peacefully. I did not wake up to the noise of moaning zombies outside my door, nor the clink-clanking of bones from the skeletons.
I woke up bright and fresh and walked outside of my house, grabbing my stone sword on the way out. Outside, I saw a lot of monsters burning in the sunlight. Fortunately, no creepers in sight. I spotted a zombie, trapped in a waterfall. Suddenly, an arrow flew past me. A skeleton was hiding under a tree. I grabbed my sword and hurried down the battlefield. I swerved past the 'waterfall zombie' and headed towards the skeleton. Wrong move. Before I could hit the skeleton, it happened.
Another bite to my shoulder. I gasped in pain as I fell to the ground, crawling backwards. The zombie trapped in the waterfall had caught up to me, setting me on fire. I crawled backwards a few more steps. That was the worst move I have ever done in my life. An arrow hit my back. I shrieked in pain. I had forgotten all about the skeleton. Now, two mobs were up against me as I was at three-quarter health.
I did not forget what happened the last world. Sheer terror filled my veins. I stared up against the two monsters which cornered me. The skeleton held up his bow, sending another arrow to it and pulling on the string. I tried to get up, but the zombie slammed me against the wall, his hands on my throat. I was at half-health. I could not move, as the zombie held back my arms. I tried to kick forward, but to no avail. The skeleton let go of the string, and the zombie sent a finishing blow.
As if in slow-motion, I looked at the zombie, looking at his puke-green skin and his nails as sharp as cactus thorns. The skeleton's arrow, the front flint glistened in the sun. Before I died, half-a-second before I died, I spotted him. Herobrine, standing next to a tree, smiling. His eyes were empty; only white was seen in his eyes. Half-a-second later, I did not see him any more. In fact, I could not see anything. That was when I knew that my life had gone to an end.
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Ode to Herobrine
His face glistened in the moonlight;
His eyes, just as bright.
He lurched through the shadows of the day;
But never hid himself at night.
I made a bed for myself, feeling joy;
As darkness drew near.
I went to bed, but I saw him;
And I felt nothing but fear.
His bright blue shirt can't be forgotten;
His dark pants, also known as jeans.
He walks towards you in a very scary manner;
And he kills you by all means.
You can rarely see him speak, although he is alive;
His glitch powers enable him to teleport.
One hit and you will die immediately;
Without weapons of any sort.
The only time you can kill him;
Is when luck comes your way
The Story of Two Worlds Part 1/2
This is a true story, based on two of my Minecraft Hardcore worlds.
The hot morning burst through my skin, making me feel intense heat. I woke up in the middle of many mountains and a forest. I stared around my surroundings, my mouth agape with surprise. It was a good enough world, I thought to myself. I slowly got up and decided to look for the materials I needed for my very first shelter.
My fist smacked into another wood log for the umpteenth time, not feeling a single twitch in my veins. I had finally gotten a few oak logs, just enough to build a workbench and a pickaxe. That was what I did. On the way to find a house, I met a
My Mod Making
Hello, deviants, strangers, criminals, weirdos.
I am writing about my new hobby of making Minecraft Mods.
My latest one: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/2234098-not-enough-rotten-flesh-mod-164/
You might see me absent from DeviantArt now and then, probably because I was making some mods to share. Just writing to you, BUT I AM NOT PERMANENTLY LEAVING! I am just absent now and then, but if I have time, I will upload some new things to my deviant.
See ya later.
NolerRobert.
P.S. I sent this as a letter to a friend of mine. Please upload it to my DeviantArt.
P.P.S. Your new haircut looks good.
Thank You!
Dear Readers, Watchers, Strangers,
Thank you everyone who had commented on some of my creations. I never thought I will make it this far. Thank you for your support, especially netsails and BlockHeadGaming. I will continue my journey towards deviantart so please stay with me for at least a few more years.
Sincerely,
NolerRobert.
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