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The Founding of the Fortress:
An Aventure of Great Heights and Depths:
Steve's "Theoretical" Summary
One peaceful afternoon, after school had dispersed, I sat in an Academic Center typing in various random Minecraft seeds with my friend. Back then Minecraft has started this process of fading and losing speed, it began to die out. Bordom had dawned upon me in my various Minecraft worlds and I awaited for my next time consuming project. I was worried, what now would I do with those weekends? Would they ultimately become those long free voids of time, or would they remain those short bursts that passed so quickly with Minecraft? As I sat there trying out some seeds my friend suggested one awesome seed he found, featuring a snow biome with a lake glazed over with ice. My fingers flew across the keyboard mimicking his seed and I quickly pressed enter. It was only after the computer spawned me in a lush forest that I realized I had typed a spelling error. Not particularly wanting to try my friend's seed I walked into the further forest. I looked around at the wildlife, the short straight trees, and above all the mysterious land formations. I forgot about my other Minecraft worlds for a brief hour, taking step into a promising experience.
However, it was not the land formations nor the lush sea of trees, that made my imagination imprisoned in the wonderful world. To tell you the truth, what really kept me playing Minecraft for quite a period longer, was a mistake. As I walked around, I forgot what I was stepping on and concentrated more on the views overhead. I took one last step and fell through a singular space of one block to well-concealed cave. I tried to jump upward again, but that attempt died quickly, for as I turned around I was introduced to a fork in the cavern. My rule of thumb in these situations? Go left, for if you keep going left, soon you will be right. Right meaning well, right, you will find something alright. So as I quickly turned a corner, now being more aware of what I step on, and something sparked my eye. It was not that I was under some sandstone, nor the load of coal that I found under my feet, but it was the great gigantic black abyss in dead front of me. I would definitely die if I fell the distance, I had to be methodical I determined if I wanted to ever find my way down there. However, I knew where I was going, because past the fifty block drop there was light, and if there was light there was lava. And lava is one good step towards an adventure, something I had been craving recently in Minecraft.
I foraged, and gathered some tools, including torches, food, and swords, who knows what I could find down there? I started constructing a series of stairs leading downward into the abyss, but there was one fatal problem that would kill me if I had dug one block deeper. I noticed that the cave pulled inward, meaning that the block I was standing on had nothing under it, the land formation was a overhang of some sort. If I wanted a one way ticket down I had two choices: I could jump, or attempt to curve my stairs inward, into a wall of blocks, but that was risky as well, cause I was losing my torches at an alarming rate, meaning soon I would just have to continue in the dark. Seeing no reasonable reason to jump at my height, I started curving the steps. I curved quickly and soon found myself on a couple of scattered gravel blocks. Gravel blocks! Under my weight they began to fall. I waited before taking one leap off the block that was plummeting to the bottom, I either awaited treasure, or an untimely death... I struck the ground with so much intensity I was left with a half-a-heart! A half a heart! I called my friend over and quickly explained what had been trying to accomplish. Soon he quit his world of snow and got enrolled in my adventure as well...The only thing was, my adventure was far from over....
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As I gazed up, I spotted the circular hole that indicated the place I fell, and saw this.
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While my hearts slowly regenerated, the source of light finally became clear, a sea of lava. But I was not concerned about that, is just was, that above the sea overhead was a singular lone chest, along with a string of wooden blocks. The translation was clear, I had discovered an abandoned mineshaft. Excitedly, I gathered the ore that spread smoothly across the walls of the cavern, resupplying myself with torches and iron tools. A shovel, and a pic-axe, simple. I had about thirty spaces of inventory to fill with treasures from chests, and maybe, (If I was fortunate enough) a couple of handsome diamonds or so. I set off in a string of high up caverns looking for the beginning of the Mineshaft. I knew it was there somewhere, but there had to be some other way of finding the Mineshaft rather than venturing above a pit of lava. (I already had enough of heights!) I managed to turn a corner and there awaited the starting line of my adventure. I filled my inventory with ore, and began to explore the deep depths of the cavern. I pillaged the wooden walls of the Mineshaft always supplying myself with sticks and torches. I hoped it would never end. Melon seeds, tons of iron, apples, and whatever stepped into my eyesight. (Damn slow school computer, had to use "tiny" render distance. Meaning thus this eyesight consisted of about several blocks.)
My adventure had formed, and I quickly escaped the cave, full inventory of items, ready for my next time consuming project. As it seemed the seed had/has so much to offer, I going to the construct a house, one that would protect me from the monsters of the infinite land of the dark. Before I ramble onward, it is best to say that I saw my first cave spider and slime in this seed, of which I had previously possessed no knowledge about. That's not to mention the unusual spider jockey population that seemed to creep around corners, always surprising the living daylights out of me. I was determined to build a huge mansion, which I could wonder the various corridors of, always supplied with a pile of food, and protected from the monsters that roamed under the star-light. (It seemed the seed also had too many monsters. If I was not to all out exterminate them with easy the game-play option, I was to prevent them from ever laying a hand on my flesh by building high and think walls separating us.) This house I am dedicated to build, I said, would be a fortress, never would I have to run, and for that matter run out of food or hearts. This fortress I declared would be an escape from Minecraft Mobs, even when the options are changed to the ruthless game-mode hard. (This being the peaceful days, before a zombie could break a door off its hinges.) The Fortress of Lake Tyccoon would not just prevent the vary sight of such creatures, but be a living organism in addition to, a plant. Like a plant the Fortress would be the source of its own food. It would be not only a Fortress, but a Factory of Food. It would be a series of animals and crafting tables, gardens and delicacies, just for this one single man. While this sounds arrogant, but nonetheless is true, this blocky universe centers around this character, Steve. Steve was the last man on earth, as such, he deserves the fort. So, I began to build.
Building the Blocks:
Steve's Salute:
The planning was tedious, due to the series of promises I made beforehand. I had promised to make it gigantic, no way penetrable for various Minecraft Mobs (creeper I'm talkin' to you), and above all else, a factory of food, by all means as huge as a corporation producing hundred of products on a fine basis. I would have to construct and craft rooms underground and vast rooms above, fit for the duty of raising a species of some sort. Cows would breed within the fortresses doors, chickens popping out eggs by the dozen. Cakes were to be custom. Melons? An expectation. Steve deserved all of this after his great discoveries previously remarked above. His expeditions in the cave below called for a fortress of food in his name. Steves token of honor would be every block of every brick that makes the fortress stand. However, saying it is one thing, and well, doing it is another. While I am a man of my word, I am also a serious procrastinator. With tons of other events taking place, finding the time to construct steve's fort grew to be harder than actually building the thing.
I remember rising out of the ground, weary of my expedition adventures. I recall the sun beaming directly down on my skin from the half-way mark in the sky. Miles upon miles of heated desert terrain laid before me. Ironically, the caverns I had to pass to come to this entrance, or rather this egressing point, all had a similar thing, water. So I lept out faithfully. But with when as I rose from the sandy terrain there was lava neighboring the hole. Lava is my last friend, after several diamond related accidents (I would like to not recall) featuring lava. I was tired of it. Not to mention the rivers and pits I had experienced just recently down below underground. So when the lava blocked my path, my only choice was to head in the opposite direction.
I walked, my hunger bar draining, depleting by the seconds. I soon had some clean spaces in my inventory, with food becoming scarce. Man, why do I start with the bread? Then the melons, and finally the apples...and then, I'm out. I thought the adventure was grand, but the end was about to come. No bed, no backup. As I fended off my last three hunger icons I scaled a rough ridge. Funnily enough, there my refuge laid, it was destiny. An NPC village! I quickly scurried past the villagers, (scurried instead of sprinted.) to a pool of plants, wheat plants. I set up a crafting table and made some bread. For a space of about two days afterward I even camped out with the village people for some days, before continuing my journey, for the perfect place to build the fortress of food. I restocked my food and was ready to go. Alas, I told myself, an NPC village, what a find! But it was time to depart. However, I did convince myself there was nowhere better to build then just over another valley, directly by the NPC hot spot. By this valley was a lake, surrounded by a land of grass lands. So I gathered some wood and resources, putting my expedition ores safely in a chest. (Not making a bed though.) I planned the fort, and then after the procrastination a days of delay, I started building.
The Lake was a beauty, and my previous promise stated this was to be an environmentally friendly household, so where better to build then on a lake?
To be finished...
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