Diary of a Minecraftion Man.

[Knife-28]

Minecraft, love it or hate it. It's taken the internet by storm. So I've decided to make a little game in the vein of How I escaped from Hell.

The rules are simple, you as the player have to fill in one day of the diary of your average Minecraftion,

Eg:
Player 1:Day 42: I punched a Creeper in the face.
Player 2:Day 43: I fell in a hole and found some Diamond.

And if you get ninja'd try to fix your post as soon as you can.

Ok, simple enough? Lets get started,


Day 1: I woke up on a beach, so I decided to punch some trees.

 

[Ze_Reaper_Of_Zeath]

Day 2: I got raped by a punch of zombies, but I'm safe. Or is this my coffin?

 

[Knife-28]

Day 3: I escaped from my coffin and made a house.

 

[TheNamlessGuy]

DELETED

 

[Protocol95]

Day 5: The entire island due to an incident with my house burning down, is somehow now mostly on fire and i'm stuck swimming in the ocean.

 

[Ze_Reaper_Of_Zeath]

Day 6: I stumble upon another wonderful island, with waterfalls. Quickly, I build myself a cave.

 

[Dr.Susse]

Day 7: The cave is a bit deeper than I first thought but I can get out any time I want.

 

[Protocol95]

Day 8: I made a discovery today in the cave that torches magically prevent monsters from coming to life within a small radius. I hope the person who first created these magic toches doesn't somehow make them last a limited amount of time.

 

[Dollar Bill]

Day 9: Oh crap, it's Herobrine!

 

[Knife-28]

Day 10: I saw these strange green things, when I went up to one, it exploded! Now I have to find a way to remove this torch from my arm.....

 

[Dollar Bill]

Day 11: I began the painful procedure of slowly hacking off my arm with a spoon, only to find it was the wrong one.

 

[Knife-28]

Day 12: I explored the cave some more and found lava! I also found a myserious red stone...

 

[Dollar Bill]

Day 13: I decided to leave the mysterious red stone and I fell down an even deeper hole through the bedrock, I was falling through nowhere out of the game level

 

[The Zango]

Day 14: Everything faded to black and I somehow found myself on the same mysterious shore I woke up on days before, furthering my theory that I am in some sort of personal hell.

The island is still on fire.

 

[Protocol95]

Day 15: The fire has spread and I cannot find a body of water that is not blocked by fire. I begin climbing the highest mountain on the island which appears to not be on fire at its summit.

 

[The Zango]

Day 16: On a total whim, I begin smacking the ground at the summit, and soon I have built a fine collection of dirt blocks.

'I wonder what to do with them'

 

[Protocol95]

Day 17: I built a small home on top of the mountain using the dirt, rock and wood on the mountain. I am starting to fear that I am losing my sanity.

Edit: Title says Dairy and not Diary if you didn't notice Knife.

 

[The Zango]

Day 18: I expanded my home ontop of the mountain, creating a few dining rooms, an observatory and a tree garden on the roof. Unfortunately, however much I try, I cannot make anything to go into my dining rooms, or observatory.

Ooh look! A pig!

 

[Nevyrmoore]

Day 19: The pig was killed for food, only to discover that, for some reason, I can't cook it on any of the fire around the island.

It's as if the pig itself is fire proof. I think I'll test by chucking a live pig in the fire.

 

[Protocol95]

Day 20: The experiment yesterday produced results that no person wants to see or remember. As I was in my house I was attacked by another of those large green things. It didn't kill me but the floor below me was destroyed in the explosion and I fell into a lava filled cavern.