Giant creepy spiders... while they have a more intimidating presence than the rest of the monsters, they at least have the decency of being too wide to pass through small doorways. Other than being a little shaken, I was left no worse for wear as I eliminated it. I took a few precautions to prevent any more invasions by filling every corner with light from my stockpile of torches. This didn't stop other animals from entering of course, but they provided an opportunity to practice my archery on the new bow I was able to make.
After my ritualistic sacrifice, I crafted as many spare pickaxes as I could carry, and then I returned to my mining operation way down in the earth's core. I mined...
And I mined...
And I mined...
And I mi-LAVA!!!!
I had to act fast to close off the hole the lava was pouring out of. Even with every cheat and mod available, lava was always lethal; it was also in a way valuable. Lava could be turned into obsidian, a material used to create a portal into the nether. The nether was a place of pure terror, with very few objects of value and very full of everything that could ever want to kill you. Carefully, I mined my way upward until I broke through into the small cave with the lava lake. my bucket of water came in handy once again, and the dangerous substance was instantly transformed into the harmless obsidian I needed.
It would have to wait until I found the diamonds necessary to make a pickax strong enough to mine the obsidian, but it was the first lava I'd found so far. The cavern beyond proved to be rather expansive, so I chose to return to my base and empty my inventory of valuables once more. I had somehow collected enough sulfur to craft my first block of TNT, of which I was very proud. I left it in the chest with my other belongings and headed back down into the caverns. And sure enough, there was my first taste of diamonds!
Ah, sweet, sweet diamond! The most coveted material Minecraft had to offer, and I had found it in Hardmode. I hadn't even died once yet! I was a conquerer! I was a survivor! I was- CREEPER!
Argh! Danger seemed to be around every corner in this place. Fortunately for me, the creeper had a fear of heights; this was probably not the best flaw for someone in the business of suicide bombing. Well, enough with danger, I'm heading back up for some fresh air. The diamond, gold, and lap- lapis- la... blue stuff I had collected needed to be stored somewhere safe befo- ZOMBIES!
Stop doing this to me! Seriously, this is getting old. It seems around every corner there's something waiting to kill me. Zombies are the easiest enemies to deal with, so they proved to be of little consequence. Man, I was good! I figured it was time to work on the first of my goals: building a house. I returned to the mining operation and dug my way to the surface; where I broke through was admittedly a good distance away from my spawn location, but the tunnel I had dug would provide a safe passage between my two bases.
I returned to my main shelter and gathered all the cobblestone I could carry. Cobblestone is considered a rudimentary, ugly building material, but aesthetics are not my concern right now; wood may be more popular, but I didn't want to live in a giant fire hazard. By the time I returned to my selected building site it was beginning to grow dark. But I figured I would at least be able to get a basic wall built before anything came after me. I really, really regret this choice. I had just finished the first layer of my shelter when from the darkness came the sound of my nemesis.
*TWANG*
The arrow seemed to have lodged directly in my skull, as my health took an instant beating. I spun to face the skeleton, waving my sword courageously I called out my challenge. I had survived assault by zombies, creepers, spiders, skeletons, and even trees; one little skeleton was no real threat to me!
*TWANG*
Despite my attempt to dodge the assault, it was a direct hit, and I realized I would not survive the next hit. My options flashed before me: I could run, but with his accuracy, the skeleton was unlikely to miss me; I could try to recover my health, but I had forgotten which of my pockets the hams were stuffed in; or I could keep charging, and hope to finish the creature off first, but it would take me four hits to kill him with the basic sword I had. When it comes to any type of game, I'm usually pretty cautious when I'm haven't attracted attention; but whenever it came to a showdown, I always chose to charge headlong. That was my choice here; like a scene from 300, I charged forward, ducking and weaving to make myself a more difficult target. Sword drawn, I screamed my battle cry and struck the skeleton directly across the chest.
*TWANG*
My open mouth caught the speeding arrow, and I fell to the dead to the ground.
Taking a break tomorrow. Happy Valentines Day to all!
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