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[quote name='Wandering Artist - Issun' timestamp='1317495906' post='5552973']
Why would I join a REAL SMP server anyway? Private ones are much more fun.

And when I say "Private" I mean litteraly just me, and my three RL best mates. In which case it's so small, that no one really gives a crap if there's Bukkit or not.
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Both me and my friend run private Bukkit servers. :/

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I've started to wonder what a Creeper's life is like when it's not hunting you down and blowing your crap up. Same with all the monsters, considering that the Zombies and Skeletons are reanimated Steves and all, I have to wonder if there's secretly a monster world exactly like Minecraftia... Can you say "Mini-series"?

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[quote name='Wandering Artist - Issun' timestamp='1317766395' post='5560747']
I've started to wonder what a Creeper's life is like when it's not hunting you down and blowing your crap up. Same with all the monsters, considering that the Zombies and Skeletons are reanimated Steves and all, I have to wonder if there's secretly a monster world exactly like Minecraftia... Can you say "Mini-series"?
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Hm...EENTERESTING...

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[quote name='Î’lack Knight' timestamp='1317770721' post='5560898']
Creepers are just creatures that want love more than anything. They try to get close to people for a hug, but they get so excited they just up and explode. Their face's are a constant grimace of a creature that will never know love...
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That-that's so...*cries*

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That idea is too overused. I like the idea that Creepers are the only mobs that aren't exactly sure what the hell is going on in the REAL Minecraftia, so they just blow up because they're too confused to comprehend anything.

Anyway, let's see, if we have a 10 parter, we could either to the whole ten parts with all the mobs, or two parts for each NORMAL mob: Creepers, Zombies, Skelebobs, Spiders, and Endermen.

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I can just imagine an Two Endermen on either side of a players house, they find some chests and are about to pick them out, and the player turns and see's them.

"Alright, Target is in sight, contents include thirteen diamonds, some iron armor, fifty two Iron Ingots, seven stacks of Wooden Planks, four Iron picks, three Iron shovels, and a diamond sword. Preparing to nick treasure chest, in 3... 2... o- HE'S SEEN ME! INITIATE PLAN: BEAT THE EVER LOVING CRAP OUT OF HIM! *Teleports in*"

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[quote name='Wandering Artist - Issun' timestamp='1317766395' post='5560747']
I've started to wonder what a Creeper's life is like when it's not hunting you down and blowing your crap up. Same with all the monsters, considering that the Zombies and Skeletons are reanimated Steves and all, I have to wonder if there's secretly a monster world exactly like Minecraftia... Can you say "Mini-series"?
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Minecraft SitCom!

You’re a mean one Mr. Creep
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
And as charming as an eel,
Mr. Creep!
You're a bad banana,
With a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Creep!
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders.
You've got garlic in your soul,
Mr. Creep!
I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a vile one, Mr. Creep!
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile,
Mr. Creep!
Given the choice between the two of you,
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a foul one, Mr. Creep!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
Your heart is full of unwashed socks.
Your soul is full of gunk,
Mr. Creep!
The three words that best describe you
Are as follows, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk!"
You're a rotter, Mr. Creep!
You're the king of sinful sots!
Your heart's a dead tomato,
Splotched with moldy, purple spots,
Mr. Creep!
Your soul is an apalling dump-heap,
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled-up in tangled-up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Creep!
With a nauseous super naus!
You're a crooked jerky jockey,
And you drive a crooked hoss,
Mr. Creep!
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!
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^ Influence

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