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Sunday, May 27, 2012

The Minecraft Journals- Day 56

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Nick chomped on a cooked porkchop he had brought along to the Nether, turning the page.
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It's raining.
While I was planting seeds today, the sky visibly darkened.  Anyhow, I continued to plant until the first drops of rain hit my nose.  Putting the sack of seeds and the hoe to the side for another day, I rushed back in the house. 
Not all of the dogs would follow me.  Dogs 1 through 5 seem to be convinced that in this dark light, monsters will spawn, and someone must protect the house.  I hope they're okay.  Dog 7 is guarding her dugout so no monsters will hide there.  Dog 6 is managing to sleep on my bed, even through all of this rain.  Dog 8 is in my lap now, whimpering.  I shouldn't think about this now.  I'm going to feed Dogs 6 and 8.
Was that thunder?
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Closing the book, Nick suddenly remembered that he had to leave the Nether.  This world was taking a toll on him- he longed for a drink of fresh water.  Standing up, he brushed the netherrack dust off of him and started to make preparations.
The Ghast was on the horizon.
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Introducing... EpicDuel short stories!

Hey guys.  Did you see the Picture day post yet? =)
Anyway, I'm gonna be officially introducing a new line of short stories... those revolved around EpicDuel and Delta V!
Much of my content will draw from the sagas and wars.  EpicDuel is easier material to work with than Minecraft (The Minecraft Journals- just published Day 55), although it has to adhere to certain storyline requirements.  If you want downloadable short stories, I have a few Word versions of some stories, not all.  Here's the main site with the download links: https://sites.google.com/site/rcxdownloadableshortstories/
Hope you enjoy them!

~ReconnaisX
PS: Tell me if you think I'm acting a bit too happy here.  I'm usually not like this, it's just that I will get to finish who knows how many ED shorts I started.  And by the way, I know RuneScape has an even better storyline (I mean, the Mahjarrat...)  It's just that right now I'm not playing RS.
PPS: Concerning the first ED short I will publish: I started it last December.  I stopped work on it in January.  So yeah, it's kind of outdated.

The Minecraft Journals- Day 55

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Nick woke up the following day and stared up into the starry darkness above him.  He pulled out the book he had found last night.  Might as well find something to do.  He began to read.
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It was a few hours later when Nick finally reached the next entry after Day 50.  His stomach growled.
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Hi Journal,
Nothing special going on.  Just another day, you know?

Dog 1 seems to like to fight.  He always comes with me on my hunting trips.  It always feels better to be fighting with a friend.
Dogs 2 through 5 always guard my little house.  They protect it while I'm hunting.
Dog 6 is a great sleeper.  He only comes out of the wolfhouse for food.
Dog 7 likes to dig holes.  She has already constructed a wolf-size dugout that I can't go into.
Dog 8 is the young wolf who's very playful.  She likes to run around my house.

Speaking of Dog 7, yesterday she uncovered the rest of the black rock.  It's in a perfect wall shape, with a two by three hole near the middle.  I wonder if the wall surrounded a fallen civilization, protecting the inhabitants day and night.  I wonder if the intruders of the civilization invaded through that hole in the rock.  I do wonder, Journal.  I do wonder.

I cannot wonder now, however.  My wheat is golden and ready for harvesting.  I'll share some of the bread with Dog 7.  Something tells me she deserves it.


Saturday, May 5, 2012

The Minecraft Journals- The Discovery

Nick yawned.  Here in the Nether, he could not go to sleep.  He would explode.  Eyes half open, Nick continued digging up.  He placed ladders along the way to help him stay up.
Blocks and blocks later, Nick dug right out of the Nether.  Facing rows and rows of bedrock, Nick could only wonder one thing.
"How did I get here?"
Bedrock is too hard for ordinary miners to get through.  Nick checked his inventory.  Stacks of netherrack.  A few iron tools.  Cooked porkchops.  A melon.  A couple of eggs.  That was it.  No bedrock.  Then...how?
Finding no explanation, Nick put up the ladders anyway climbed onto the top of the Nether.
Above him was the Void.  No being, human or otherwise, belonged there.  Nick had heard stories about the people who had tried to climb to the top of the world...None of them had ever come down.  Shivering, Nick wandered around the bedrock a bit before finding a red cover.  A few steps away, some pages.  A little later on, the back.
"A book?"
No doubt, it was a book.  Nick pulled out an egg and broke it.  He used the yolk to glue back the pages together.  Putting the cover in place, he read the title.  Journey by an Unknown.  Huh.  Too much excitement for one night.
Nick decided to sleep here.  Pulling out a bed and placing it on the bedrock, Nick lay down...
The bed did not explode.

Friday, April 27, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- The Voyage

The Ender Dragon did not touch the book.  Leaving it alone, the dragon flew away.
A breeze started to pick up.  The book followed the wind.  It finally fell off the End.
Drifting through space, the book floated for years and years before finally coming upon a gravitational field.  It was pulled in and landed on hard bedrock.  Mushrooms grew here and there on the rock, life in such a desolate place.
And the book knew.  It knew it was on top of the Nether.

Friday, April 20, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- Fiftieth Day

Hiya Journal.  I finally finished that house, and made a wolfhouse as well.  Why?  I discovered a pack of wolves in the tundra who took a liking to me and followed me home.  They're great pets, and loyal comrades in battle.  I'm serious.  The wolves chased off a creeper that was getting too close while I was making a fire for supper.  I've decided to call the wolves Dog.  The name just popped up in my head when I woke up today.

I've discovered a patch of wild fruit, so that should keep us going for a while and make up for those zombies that trampled my Wheat crops yesterday night.  But that's not as exciting as the other discovery that I made.  I have found an underground layer of black rock.  It is very hard and rough.  My pickaxes cannot break it, and they break themselves trying to mine the black rock.  What could such a hard rock be used for?

I suppose I should sleep on this question.

From,
Me
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The Enderman finally looked up from the book to find that his friend had disappeared.  Worse yet, the Ender Dragon was looking at him, straight in the face.
"What are you doing?" 
"Uhhhh..."  He could not find a plausible excuse.
The Enderman felt no pain as the fireball collided with his body, causing it to explode.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- Fourty-sixth Day

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"Finish that book already!" the Enderman next to him hissed.  He radiated a violent purple spark.  "We'll get in trouble if we're discovered!"
"Just a little longer," murmured the other.  He turned the page.
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Hi Journal, long time no see.  I've been starting again lately, and it's not long until it's time to harvest the second crop of wheat.
I've started a new town.  It's not a dugout kind.  It's a fort.  Day and night I was chopping down trees to craft into planks for the walls.  It's not that good, but it's better than nothing.
I made myself a house of stone, with little daisies at the entrance.  It's simple, but I like it. 
I channeled the river into the fort so that I would have something to drink.  That was hard.
I've been thinking about building another house.  Is it possible that there are more of my kind?

From,
Me

Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- Thirty-second Day

I've really been acting like a caveman for the past few days.

When I killed a pig (with my bare fists), I had an urge to go cook it in my furnace.  But then, I remembered that I wasn't at home.  So I ate the meat raw.  It wasn't half bad.

My shelters have become caves (some with unfortunate occupants).  Every single night, as the moon comes out, I just sit next to a rock and wonder, Will I ever find my home?

But of course, I have to get a grip and move on.  I will have to assume that I will never be able to find my home again.  It's better to start again rather than die of starvation in another dimension.

Remember, get a grip.

From,
Me

Monday, March 26, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- Twenty-Sixth Day

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I wonder what happened to him? thought the Enderman as he turned the next page.
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I lost everything except for this book today.  I was camping in the tundra when all of a sudden, I heard the sounds of wolves and chickens running.  But from what? 
Within a few seconds, I found out.  Coming my way was a stream of lava that light up the night, making it as bright as day.  It set fire to the trees and melted ice and snow, making it impossible for many animals to escape.  The stream of lava swallowed up all of my possessions except for this, which I always carry with me.  So I ran from the lava, and here I am in another valley.

Closer to home or further from home?  I can't tell, and now night is coming.

From,
Me

Saturday, March 24, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- Twenty-third Day

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"What the heck is this?" asked one Enderman, showing a book to another.
"Obviously a book," replied the other Enderman, searching through a pile of items.  "Don't disturb me, I'm searching this guy's stuff."
"No, no.  There's writing in it."
"Are you sure it's not enchantments?"
"Don't we already know what enchantment books look like already?  I mean, the number of humans the Dragon kills..."
"Hmm, okay, fine."  The busy Enderman stopped his work and picked up the book.
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I made this book today.  There's really nothing to do with it, to I took pencil to the paper here and I guess I'll start a journal.

I was out pig hunting today with my stone sword.  I got lost and as night approached, I panicked.  I ran everywhere through the night.  Luckily I have armor, even though it's only stone.  I made a temporary dugout and waited till morning.  I came out and I'm still searching for my house.  Wish me luck, Journal.

From,
Me