Saturday, January 18, 2014

Adventures in Minecraft, Part 4: This journal ruined my life!

Carl woke to the sounds of hammering. Steve again, maybe? Carl looked at his watch. Wait, he didn't have a watch since he arrived in Minecraft. He looked at Steve's weird-looking gold clock. He had no idea how to tell time on that thing. Carl got out of bed. "Steve?" Carl called. "What ARE you doing?!" Steve looked up. "Mining." He replied. "For what? Do you know what time it is? It's- uh... um... I don't know what time it is, but i bet it's early!" He said. "Carl, while I was mining i sort of, uh... found something. Chances are it won't make your day." Carl looked at Steve. Then he shrieked. "What?" Steve asked. "S-spider" Carl warily said. Steve looked at this spider behind him. He hit it with his iron pick. The spider just dissapeared and a glowing green ball was in its place. Steve's eyes widened. "Ooh!" He picked it up. It immediately hit Steve in the face and dissapeared.  "Carl picked up what Steve dropped. He flipped through the pages and stopped on one page. He read aloud.
                                       How to get out of Minecraft's code 
                                     
                You must first get these three items:
                                          Blaze Powder, Eye of Ender, Ghast tear
                                          Then find the End Portal and defeat Ender 
                  Dragon. Take dragon's egg and leave.
                Warning- wtagthcfhjolunthfuotretnhwemeonpd. 
                     
"Steve what does that mean?" Steve simply looked up. "Oh, your reading that? It's some code. I tried decoding it. Impossible." Carl wanted to laugh. Because, honestly Steve was not to smart. So maybe... maybe Carl could figure it out. Carl got to work.  He sat near a stone slab that somehow resembled a desk. He decoded it in five minutes. "Steve, it says 'Watch out for the end.'" "What the End portal does that mean? We should all beware the End... it does mean death, right?" "Um, suuurrre it does." Carl said in a sarcastic tone. "I thought so." said Steve. Carl knew though, and he was leaving at night.

1 comment:

  1. I'm sorry, but I don't see parts 3, 2, and 1... So... Where are they? I like to read this kind of thing in order so that I'm not like, " What is going on???" And you leave me hanging and wondering what has happened in the past that might be important. It's good to write in order, too.

    --Lisa

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