I was an epic explorer before I came the famous PMC member I am (put aside the fact I am not at all famous). I was an amazing explorer. I would go on year long trips and come back with chests and chests filled with riches. I had an amazing mansion of iron, with NPC slaves with quarters the size of a small mansion. I had diamond encrusted crafting tables, and marble furnaces. I had 300 rooms for my.....3 dogs. Yes. 300 rooms, not even including the other rooms, and the outside of the property. The 5 Olympic size pools, and a garden the size of a street block, and oh all for what? Me, 3 dogs, and 10 slaves. I had riches beyond belief, but I was missing something. I was missing....I was missing love. Actually think back to it, I was always rather disgusted by the term "love". I do not know why but- ahh yes I remember what I wanted. I needed a source of entertainment. Everything else was just getting to boring. I set out on this incredible adventure, greatly under-estimating what the world will be to you when you most want something. The world was cruel to me. But anyhow, I only brought leather cap and chest-plate, along with a stack of beef, 2 stacks of torches, Ole' Reliable (my gold sword), Ole' Trusty (my diamond pic-axe), and Ole' Honorable (my diamond leggings.) I left the beautiful house and set out. I made it past vast deserts, and laggy jungles, and the coldest tundras you've ever seen. But that was nothing to come. My adventures begin here.
Adventure 1#: I get mugged by a group of fully armed zombie thugs.
Outcome 1#: I am in the middle of a forest with nothing hundreds of miles from home.
Tune in Monday (3/11/2013) for more action!