Steve never was good at rocket science and that sort of crap. And so he had an idea! What if he could make a ladder long enough that it could reach the stars! But that would talk incredibly long amount of time. He then thought, "I need help!" And so he requested help from other players. They refused. Steve was so angry, he went into a interminecraftial killing spree. Now, the ladder is being made of the bodies of the mobs that were unlucky enough to be seen by Steve during this. The players are now lacking mob-found resources. How foolish they were.