Ace Dreamer
Verified Reality User
- Location
- Between The Unknown & The Known
Pocket System
- Thread starter theaceoffire
- Start date
- Crossover Fantasy
Kalibrius
God of reflection
- Location
- The other side of the mirror
A better question, will people use a deer symbol for them, if they get venerated I wouldn't be surprised if they used a deer symbol for the kitchen and affected place
- Location
- Earth, Sol System, Virgo Supercluster, Earth-1218
I thought he'd be singing this song first.
Essential revelations.
- Location
- Here
John was trapped.
"Oink."
Oh, he was strong enough to stand up even WITHOUT considering how enhanced his physical form was. Just…
"Oink."
There was an issue.
He gazed up into the face of a bored pig that seemed half asleep. It was all he could see considering the pink mountain of animals that surrounded them both.
"Oink." "Grunt?" "Oink."
It was warm at least.
Anyway, the issue: These were not normal pigs.
"Oink."
Visually this was very obvious, as each animal within view seemed to be formed from rectangular blocks and cubes with an unnaturally bright and cheerful hue… But it was more foundational than that.
"Oink."
These pigs were much smaller than they physically displayed.
In fact, they were barely alive… A fraction of a fraction of a spark of life existed within each one, like a bubble near popping.
"Oink."
And this pig bubble existed on a fine line between 'bored pig' and 'pork chop'. In a very literal way.
Basically, these animals were raw concentrated Essence of pig. Either the most pure expression of piggy pigitude while alive, or the most perfect pork chop ever formed when dead. No middle ground.
"Oink."
They were also genderless, yet could combine essence through some sort of trigger to repopulate themselves. At least, from what John could sense.
The pig nearest to his chest fell asleep.
Which was criminally adorable, but emphasized the issue: These pig bubbles were FRAGILE.
EVERYTHING here was disturbingly fragile!
If he just stood up with too much effort, they could pop!
To keep himself distracted, John began analyzing the grass below him… And found an expected situation there too.
The ground below him was ALSO formed from Essence, the Essence of a 'grass block'. Another bubble, half sturdy ground for everyone and half tiny block of material so light it could bounce and float in place.
Basically, all of this world seemed to be formed with barely stable Essence that could flicker between two states: Active and Condensed.
In the Active state, the materials mostly bonded together. In their Condensed state, they became so conceptually compacted that they could actually stack up on each other if they got too close to one another. Like similar Essences were magnetically attracted or something.
Though there was some sort of limit? Like, only so much Essential Dirt could stack up into one group before a new one would have to be formed?
Not sure. And it varied based on the conceptual size of the Essence in question, from what John could…
[[Malicious entity detected, performing comprehensive scan.]]
John felt a flicker of detailed information from a few dozen feet away, about a… A skeleton that had fallen into some sort of pit with water? And it was confused and…
And suddenly the power of the comprehensive scan was too much for the Essence and it 'popped' into a bone and some arrows.
[[Scan failed, queuing next comprehensive scan for future malicious entities.]]
John blinked at the information.
…How long had THAT been going on? "System?"
"Oink!" "Oink?"
Oops. Best do this mentally. 'System, what did you just do?'
[[According to Pocket Security Protocol J32, all entities with malicious intents directed towards the HOST and potentially the Pocket itself is to be scanned and documented for future threat analysis.]]
Another scan flickered out, and another confused Skeleton popped.
[[...So far, scanning attempts have been unsuccessful.]]
Huh. 'Well, good luck then? On your next attempt I mean.'
Not to mention the initial scan information before they popped did NOT feel like those creatures were wanting to hug or sleep like these pigs did.
Oh.
Oh shit! 'System, do NOT perform a comprehensive scan on ANYTHING that is not detected as malicious until directed otherwise, alright? Especially not on my piggy pals!'
[[Confirmed.]]
John felt a weight leave his shoulders (But not literally, because he was covered in pigs right now) as the risk of accidentally popping his new friends drastically dropped. 'Good.'
"Oink."
Right, next step was to somehow extract himself safely from the pink porcine prison of cute cuddly constriction.
John tried to shift position… And realized he was now six feet long (Tall if standing) and had no actual hands or feet or whatever. He was now formed of Essence and was half 'Avatar of John' and half 'Gathering point of Energy'.
Which honestly didn't bother him much, but was a bit a surprise.
Carefully running noninvasive scanning on his new form… He could be 'popped' and forced to drop everything if he 'died', but as a 'Gathering Point of Energy' his new form should automatically recreate his new body at some future time.
Which was neat!
Though his new Essence body was only mildly resemblant of his Human one.
Probably a good thing that Jessica was still recovering in the Pocket. John himself didn't care if he was a hamster or a muppet or an Essence entity, but she wouldn't take it that well.
Anyway, now that he ALSO was a bubble, the risk of popping his piggy pals was FAR lower than expected!
He stared with serious focus into the only piggy face he could see. "I am going to hug ALL of you."
"Oink?"
~~~Pocket System~~~
Steve grumbled as he felt the connection to his new bed stabilize as his respawn point.
A full damned day of mining and only FOUR diamond ores! That was infuriating.
Worse, since he didn't have silk touch on his iron pickaxes, he couldn't just collect the raw ore for later harvesting with better tools… A good pickaxe with fortune on it would have saved him TONS of effort!
He sighed and glared back at his mining hole before huffing and establishing the rest of his camp. Bad enough that his bed respawn location had been destroyed when that creeper blew up too close to his base, he wasn't going to allow ANOTHER one of those exploding jerks to spawn in some dark area just because he was lazy!
Some part of him knew this was mostly his fault, that he had forgotten to craft a torch on TOP of his 'secured base' and it had gotten dark enough during the night for mobs to spawn up there… But the REST of him punted that annoying know it all into the warm sea of willful ignorance.
Placing a few more blocks of stone (Notch knows he had gathered plenty of the stuff trying to find some blasted diamonds down there), Steve checked to ensure that nothing could easily climb up the walls. Damned spiders and especially the ones acting as rideable mounts!
He grunted as he pulled a spare torch from his Inventory. Just in case, right on top of his newly repaired base. At least THIS time nothing could spawn on the roof and drop down to say 'Hello!' and blast his FOURTH bed to kingdom come!
Grumbling, he dropped seven blocks down without effort or concern about the height and headed inside his basecamp to organize his resources.
Another day of mining would need the essentials: Torches, a couple of trash stone pickaxes, a crafting table, and a few stacks of wood for wood handles to make MORE trashy stone tools.
Plus the actual valuable stuff, like his only decent iron pickaxe (for mining the Diamond that theoretically existed down there), a sharp iron sword (The tunnels can be dangerous), and some food to keep his stamina up.
The rest of the junk he gathered would need to be sorted, some set up to be processed via furnaces, and the rest tossed into a chest to be forgotten until needed at some point.
With a sorted and cleared inventory, Steve sighed as he thought about how frustrating today had been.
MOST of the time his routine gave him pretty good returns. Mine down to the lava layer, make a corridor ABOVE said lava layer (because duh), then branch out in a basic pattern. Two blocks tall for easy passage, each corridor separated by three blocks of spacing.
Then go up a layer by three blocks, offset so the next row of tunnels was over the solid walls below, and repeat!
Simple, fast, and it was VERY efficient. Normally.
Basically, every two blocks of tunnel that he excavated would expose the surface of six blocks this way, making ores easy to detect since they spawned in clusters down here. True, there was a corridor of two blocks he COULDN'T see on either side of his tunnels, but the likelihood of an ore vein spawning perfectly within that space was near zero.
Sure it was more work than searching for ravines or caves or spawners or whatever, but it took a lot of luck out of the process. It was reliable! Dependable!
According to math, according to logic, and according to experience… Steve should have been rolling in gold, redstone, lapis lazuli, diamonds, and more!
And he mostly was.
For all sorts of stuff that was currently smelting away in his array of furnaces filled with charcoal from his tree farm.
Just… Not diamonds. Despite a full day of hard work.
Steve paused. Breathe in. And out. Calm.
Right, he'd rest today and most of tomorrow. Check his wheat growth, harvest the tree farm for apples and wood, shear the sheep, and collect eggs from the chickens… Just be a bit domestic.
No mining in pitch black tunnels with random torches showing the way home, no dangerous yet monotonous fights against random zombies and skeletons that spawned underground, just a lazy day of gathering and harvesting.
THEN he'd stomp back down there and make the ground give up that sparkly treasure, damn it!
He grumbled as he got ready for sleep, making plans. Get a diamond pickaxe, mine some obsidian, craft the enchanting table, and BAM! Tools and armor that doesn't suck, yes. Thank you.
He was half asleep before he remembered that he was missing books, needed for crafting said enchanting table.
Which meant that he needed sugar cane to make paper and kill some cows to collect leather.
Dang it.
Ah well, he intended to set up a cow farm anyway, and the wheat farm was already set up so feeding them wouldn't be an issue… It just meant less bread for him, but more steak.
Which honestly wasn't a bad trade off!
Slightly less grumpy, Steve slept away unknowing of a confused young man 'fighting' his way free of pigs and porcine affection way off in that direction.
Which was fine, he was pretty busy right now anyway.
~~~Pocket System~~~
John watched, fascinated.
The crowd of pigs were now acting as a massive pillow for him to lean against, which was good because this was entertaining to watch!
Another zombie walked towards him (But not the pigs?) with clear intentions of adding human brains to its menu… And then vanished as it fell into what seemed to be a moat.
[[Scanning…]]
Then the monster popped into a strip of zombie flesh and was swept away by the current.
This couldn't be natural.
Like, the odd block nature of everything here aside, John's pig pile was smack dab in the middle of a perfectly square moat, with what seemed to be open trap doors lining the edges.
These monsters would sort of coalesce from ambient energy tainted by the Dark, then wander forward and… Just assume the trap doors (which were very CLEARLY open) could somehow support their weight.
Then the mob fell into the pit, being slowly pushed towards that edge of the moat… And John's System would pop them trying to get a good scan of them.
Then the process would happen again.
And again.
Infinitely generating monsters with damn near zero intelligence. What the heck.
Out of morbid curiosity, John couldn't help himself. "Hey, don't scan this next one. Just for a bit."
[[Confirmed.]]
The skeleton (with infinite arrows as far as John could tell, as the Essence of the bow would sort of spawn an arrow as needed when held by these unstable monsters crafted from ambient energy) clinked and clanked, moved closer to shot John in the face…
And fell into the pit.
Was slowly pushed to one side…
And into a floating blade of ACTUAL LIQUID LAVA.
Because even the rules of reality were sort of half Essence and half not here. Gravity only worked on some things sometimes, and logic was a bit illogical.
For example, the lava and water being used here: They didn't actually exist.
Instead there were blocks, Source blocks, that generated the EFFECTS of lava or water. Sort of. The water could spread this 'effect' for eight blocks, the lava could only reach three. This fake liquid would be able to extinguish flames (water) or cause them (lava) depending on the type of Source block, while also generating a current.
So when the lava Source block 'spread' down that dirt path way, it couldn't go further than that last block forward… And directly below it, withstanding the heat of molten earth that was perpetually hot and in a liquid state?
A sign.
A WOODEN sign. That said "Danger, Lava is Hazardous."
Because the Essence of the sign was too concentrated and basic… And thus didn't understand how to properly burn when heated. So it couldn't catch on fire.
Thus, the wooden sign was able to ignore the massive heat of the lava floating above it.
And the lava Essence, which DID understand gravity (Sort of), couldn't comprehend much about the sign below it… Just that it existed.
And since the block below it wouldn't get out of the way, it had no option but to float there.
Because the path down was 'obstructed' and it could not flow any further to any of the other sides because that was too far away from it's Source.
Thus there was a thin layer or blade of lava, floating over a helpful wooden sign, while streams of water shoved monsters into the thing via their current.
Never mind that after eight blocks the water vanished entirely, leaving everything else bone dry.
Never mind that the water Source never ran out. Neither did the lava Source.
None of that mattered.
Due to the limits and oddity of Essence, this moat would slowly collect the stupid monsters that would detect open trap doors as 'occupied blocks' and fall in.
Then the water in the moat would shove the creatures towards the lava blade.
After a bit of mild annoyance from the monsters as they rapidly DIED FROM LAVA, they would then pop into their Essential materials and be swept by the water.
Those Essence materials then fell into what seemed to be a metal hopper, which instantly TELEPORTED all that material into a CLOSED wooden chest.
Yes, without energy or power of any kind, the metal bucket/tube thing could teleport materials short distances without difficulty and the wooden box could compress and store massive amounts of stuff within itself without protest.
Because… Reasons.
John normally didn't care about reality and the rules it tried to impress on those within it, but this felt fundamentally broken in some way.
"Oink."
His warm piggy pile probably was agreeing with him.
"Oink."
Oh, he was strong enough to stand up even WITHOUT considering how enhanced his physical form was. Just…
"Oink."
There was an issue.
He gazed up into the face of a bored pig that seemed half asleep. It was all he could see considering the pink mountain of animals that surrounded them both.
"Oink." "Grunt?" "Oink."
It was warm at least.
Anyway, the issue: These were not normal pigs.
"Oink."
Visually this was very obvious, as each animal within view seemed to be formed from rectangular blocks and cubes with an unnaturally bright and cheerful hue… But it was more foundational than that.
"Oink."
These pigs were much smaller than they physically displayed.
In fact, they were barely alive… A fraction of a fraction of a spark of life existed within each one, like a bubble near popping.
"Oink."
And this pig bubble existed on a fine line between 'bored pig' and 'pork chop'. In a very literal way.
Basically, these animals were raw concentrated Essence of pig. Either the most pure expression of piggy pigitude while alive, or the most perfect pork chop ever formed when dead. No middle ground.
"Oink."
They were also genderless, yet could combine essence through some sort of trigger to repopulate themselves. At least, from what John could sense.
The pig nearest to his chest fell asleep.
Which was criminally adorable, but emphasized the issue: These pig bubbles were FRAGILE.
EVERYTHING here was disturbingly fragile!
If he just stood up with too much effort, they could pop!
To keep himself distracted, John began analyzing the grass below him… And found an expected situation there too.
The ground below him was ALSO formed from Essence, the Essence of a 'grass block'. Another bubble, half sturdy ground for everyone and half tiny block of material so light it could bounce and float in place.
Basically, all of this world seemed to be formed with barely stable Essence that could flicker between two states: Active and Condensed.
In the Active state, the materials mostly bonded together. In their Condensed state, they became so conceptually compacted that they could actually stack up on each other if they got too close to one another. Like similar Essences were magnetically attracted or something.
Though there was some sort of limit? Like, only so much Essential Dirt could stack up into one group before a new one would have to be formed?
Not sure. And it varied based on the conceptual size of the Essence in question, from what John could…
[[Malicious entity detected, performing comprehensive scan.]]
John felt a flicker of detailed information from a few dozen feet away, about a… A skeleton that had fallen into some sort of pit with water? And it was confused and…
And suddenly the power of the comprehensive scan was too much for the Essence and it 'popped' into a bone and some arrows.
[[Scan failed, queuing next comprehensive scan for future malicious entities.]]
John blinked at the information.
…How long had THAT been going on? "System?"
"Oink!" "Oink?"
Oops. Best do this mentally. 'System, what did you just do?'
[[According to Pocket Security Protocol J32, all entities with malicious intents directed towards the HOST and potentially the Pocket itself is to be scanned and documented for future threat analysis.]]
Another scan flickered out, and another confused Skeleton popped.
[[...So far, scanning attempts have been unsuccessful.]]
Huh. 'Well, good luck then? On your next attempt I mean.'
Not to mention the initial scan information before they popped did NOT feel like those creatures were wanting to hug or sleep like these pigs did.
Oh.
Oh shit! 'System, do NOT perform a comprehensive scan on ANYTHING that is not detected as malicious until directed otherwise, alright? Especially not on my piggy pals!'
[[Confirmed.]]
John felt a weight leave his shoulders (But not literally, because he was covered in pigs right now) as the risk of accidentally popping his new friends drastically dropped. 'Good.'
"Oink."
Right, next step was to somehow extract himself safely from the pink porcine prison of cute cuddly constriction.
John tried to shift position… And realized he was now six feet long (Tall if standing) and had no actual hands or feet or whatever. He was now formed of Essence and was half 'Avatar of John' and half 'Gathering point of Energy'.
Which honestly didn't bother him much, but was a bit a surprise.
Carefully running noninvasive scanning on his new form… He could be 'popped' and forced to drop everything if he 'died', but as a 'Gathering Point of Energy' his new form should automatically recreate his new body at some future time.
Which was neat!
Though his new Essence body was only mildly resemblant of his Human one.
Probably a good thing that Jessica was still recovering in the Pocket. John himself didn't care if he was a hamster or a muppet or an Essence entity, but she wouldn't take it that well.
Anyway, now that he ALSO was a bubble, the risk of popping his piggy pals was FAR lower than expected!
He stared with serious focus into the only piggy face he could see. "I am going to hug ALL of you."
"Oink?"
~~~Pocket System~~~
Steve grumbled as he felt the connection to his new bed stabilize as his respawn point.
A full damned day of mining and only FOUR diamond ores! That was infuriating.
Worse, since he didn't have silk touch on his iron pickaxes, he couldn't just collect the raw ore for later harvesting with better tools… A good pickaxe with fortune on it would have saved him TONS of effort!
He sighed and glared back at his mining hole before huffing and establishing the rest of his camp. Bad enough that his bed respawn location had been destroyed when that creeper blew up too close to his base, he wasn't going to allow ANOTHER one of those exploding jerks to spawn in some dark area just because he was lazy!
Some part of him knew this was mostly his fault, that he had forgotten to craft a torch on TOP of his 'secured base' and it had gotten dark enough during the night for mobs to spawn up there… But the REST of him punted that annoying know it all into the warm sea of willful ignorance.
Placing a few more blocks of stone (Notch knows he had gathered plenty of the stuff trying to find some blasted diamonds down there), Steve checked to ensure that nothing could easily climb up the walls. Damned spiders and especially the ones acting as rideable mounts!
He grunted as he pulled a spare torch from his Inventory. Just in case, right on top of his newly repaired base. At least THIS time nothing could spawn on the roof and drop down to say 'Hello!' and blast his FOURTH bed to kingdom come!
Grumbling, he dropped seven blocks down without effort or concern about the height and headed inside his basecamp to organize his resources.
Another day of mining would need the essentials: Torches, a couple of trash stone pickaxes, a crafting table, and a few stacks of wood for wood handles to make MORE trashy stone tools.
Plus the actual valuable stuff, like his only decent iron pickaxe (for mining the Diamond that theoretically existed down there), a sharp iron sword (The tunnels can be dangerous), and some food to keep his stamina up.
The rest of the junk he gathered would need to be sorted, some set up to be processed via furnaces, and the rest tossed into a chest to be forgotten until needed at some point.
With a sorted and cleared inventory, Steve sighed as he thought about how frustrating today had been.
MOST of the time his routine gave him pretty good returns. Mine down to the lava layer, make a corridor ABOVE said lava layer (because duh), then branch out in a basic pattern. Two blocks tall for easy passage, each corridor separated by three blocks of spacing.
Then go up a layer by three blocks, offset so the next row of tunnels was over the solid walls below, and repeat!
Simple, fast, and it was VERY efficient. Normally.
Basically, every two blocks of tunnel that he excavated would expose the surface of six blocks this way, making ores easy to detect since they spawned in clusters down here. True, there was a corridor of two blocks he COULDN'T see on either side of his tunnels, but the likelihood of an ore vein spawning perfectly within that space was near zero.
Sure it was more work than searching for ravines or caves or spawners or whatever, but it took a lot of luck out of the process. It was reliable! Dependable!
According to math, according to logic, and according to experience… Steve should have been rolling in gold, redstone, lapis lazuli, diamonds, and more!
And he mostly was.
For all sorts of stuff that was currently smelting away in his array of furnaces filled with charcoal from his tree farm.
Just… Not diamonds. Despite a full day of hard work.
Steve paused. Breathe in. And out. Calm.
Right, he'd rest today and most of tomorrow. Check his wheat growth, harvest the tree farm for apples and wood, shear the sheep, and collect eggs from the chickens… Just be a bit domestic.
No mining in pitch black tunnels with random torches showing the way home, no dangerous yet monotonous fights against random zombies and skeletons that spawned underground, just a lazy day of gathering and harvesting.
THEN he'd stomp back down there and make the ground give up that sparkly treasure, damn it!
He grumbled as he got ready for sleep, making plans. Get a diamond pickaxe, mine some obsidian, craft the enchanting table, and BAM! Tools and armor that doesn't suck, yes. Thank you.
He was half asleep before he remembered that he was missing books, needed for crafting said enchanting table.
Which meant that he needed sugar cane to make paper and kill some cows to collect leather.
Dang it.
Ah well, he intended to set up a cow farm anyway, and the wheat farm was already set up so feeding them wouldn't be an issue… It just meant less bread for him, but more steak.
Which honestly wasn't a bad trade off!
Slightly less grumpy, Steve slept away unknowing of a confused young man 'fighting' his way free of pigs and porcine affection way off in that direction.
Which was fine, he was pretty busy right now anyway.
~~~Pocket System~~~
John watched, fascinated.
The crowd of pigs were now acting as a massive pillow for him to lean against, which was good because this was entertaining to watch!
Another zombie walked towards him (But not the pigs?) with clear intentions of adding human brains to its menu… And then vanished as it fell into what seemed to be a moat.
[[Scanning…]]
Then the monster popped into a strip of zombie flesh and was swept away by the current.
This couldn't be natural.
Like, the odd block nature of everything here aside, John's pig pile was smack dab in the middle of a perfectly square moat, with what seemed to be open trap doors lining the edges.
These monsters would sort of coalesce from ambient energy tainted by the Dark, then wander forward and… Just assume the trap doors (which were very CLEARLY open) could somehow support their weight.
Then the mob fell into the pit, being slowly pushed towards that edge of the moat… And John's System would pop them trying to get a good scan of them.
Then the process would happen again.
And again.
Infinitely generating monsters with damn near zero intelligence. What the heck.
Out of morbid curiosity, John couldn't help himself. "Hey, don't scan this next one. Just for a bit."
[[Confirmed.]]
The skeleton (with infinite arrows as far as John could tell, as the Essence of the bow would sort of spawn an arrow as needed when held by these unstable monsters crafted from ambient energy) clinked and clanked, moved closer to shot John in the face…
And fell into the pit.
Was slowly pushed to one side…
And into a floating blade of ACTUAL LIQUID LAVA.
Because even the rules of reality were sort of half Essence and half not here. Gravity only worked on some things sometimes, and logic was a bit illogical.
For example, the lava and water being used here: They didn't actually exist.
Instead there were blocks, Source blocks, that generated the EFFECTS of lava or water. Sort of. The water could spread this 'effect' for eight blocks, the lava could only reach three. This fake liquid would be able to extinguish flames (water) or cause them (lava) depending on the type of Source block, while also generating a current.
So when the lava Source block 'spread' down that dirt path way, it couldn't go further than that last block forward… And directly below it, withstanding the heat of molten earth that was perpetually hot and in a liquid state?
A sign.
A WOODEN sign. That said "Danger, Lava is Hazardous."
Because the Essence of the sign was too concentrated and basic… And thus didn't understand how to properly burn when heated. So it couldn't catch on fire.
Thus, the wooden sign was able to ignore the massive heat of the lava floating above it.
And the lava Essence, which DID understand gravity (Sort of), couldn't comprehend much about the sign below it… Just that it existed.
And since the block below it wouldn't get out of the way, it had no option but to float there.
Because the path down was 'obstructed' and it could not flow any further to any of the other sides because that was too far away from it's Source.
Thus there was a thin layer or blade of lava, floating over a helpful wooden sign, while streams of water shoved monsters into the thing via their current.
Never mind that after eight blocks the water vanished entirely, leaving everything else bone dry.
Never mind that the water Source never ran out. Neither did the lava Source.
None of that mattered.
Due to the limits and oddity of Essence, this moat would slowly collect the stupid monsters that would detect open trap doors as 'occupied blocks' and fall in.
Then the water in the moat would shove the creatures towards the lava blade.
After a bit of mild annoyance from the monsters as they rapidly DIED FROM LAVA, they would then pop into their Essential materials and be swept by the water.
Those Essence materials then fell into what seemed to be a metal hopper, which instantly TELEPORTED all that material into a CLOSED wooden chest.
Yes, without energy or power of any kind, the metal bucket/tube thing could teleport materials short distances without difficulty and the wooden box could compress and store massive amounts of stuff within itself without protest.
Because… Reasons.
John normally didn't care about reality and the rules it tried to impress on those within it, but this felt fundamentally broken in some way.
"Oink."
His warm piggy pile probably was agreeing with him.
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- Location
- Earth U.S.
compacted
This is making me want to go mining rn
Hidden One
Not the Boss, possibly a Playa
- Location
- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
So, we are not going deeper underground. Nanananana.
It's nice that John is making excellent progress on the friendly piggu front despite not having any carrots out. That definitively says something about how comfy and cuddly his current form is.
It's nice that John is making excellent progress on the friendly piggu front despite not having any carrots out. That definitively says something about how comfy and cuddly his current form is.
- Location
- Hiding under your bed
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Diamonds spawning below 0 started in 1.18 apparently
Looks like John needs to get 'gentler' in depth scans. Well, either that or stabilize what is being scanned a bit more. Which... probably would work out as more/different drops. Maybe a bit smarter as well, when alive.
Probably best to figure out on the infinitely spawning monsters. Which could easily end up causing Steve to wonder where these strange new drops came from.
Probably best to figure out on the infinitely spawning monsters. Which could easily end up causing Steve to wonder where these strange new drops came from.
Isnt my realname
This isn't my real name.
- Location
- Not Here
Endermen will steal random blocks and wander around holding them. Normally passive, they will become aggravated and attack the player if you make eye contact with them.
EDIT: In my experience, Enderman teleportation and teleportation in Minecraft in general, seen from the outside often seem to take the form of very rapid movement. Endermen in combat can often be seen dashing toward the player from great distances at very high speed.
There's a very good explanation for why this is the case, but only if anyone actually really wants to know.
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- Location
- Earth, Sol System, Virgo Supercluster, Earth-1218
Probably a hard reset after an update, he had to start over from scratch.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
Can't be 1.19 because the mob spawning rules changed and a creeper couldn't spawn on the surface...
Mobs need light level 0 to spawn now... and the surface has ambient light... of 4 at the least.
Mobs need light level 0 to spawn now... and the surface has ambient light... of 4 at the least.
It might be a 'patch-work' version of things, where each time Steve goes on an 'adventure', it's a different World, with different possible combinations. Not necessarily restricted to any one Patch's version of things. Heck, it might even have cut/removed content in there. Or Java and Bedrock both, since there's exclusive features to each. Not to mention I think some mechanics work a bit differently between the two versions. Perhaps this Steve has stumbled upon the Educational Edition section? I know there's one educational one that had a plotline that went kind of weird, but I can't remember the specifics. I think it was something like Illagers and Villagers ending up becoming friendly to each other. Pretty sure it was a 'learn coding' thing. Decidedly non-canon, but still something that Steve would be bewildered about.
And something that I can imagine John accidentally causing. Or at least something similar to it.
Also possible things that John could end up doing:
Mess with the Water Source blocks. As in make them go one block further. Reverse the 'gravity' of them, into going up. Or sideways.
End up rotating the Pig bodies, recreate the same accidental glitch that led to the Creeper body setup. Not create Creepers, just... Creeper shaped Pigs.
Spheres. That still stack like blocks. I think there's actually a shader that does that. Not that it looks particularly great... Think it was more a joke shader.
Then there's a different Shader that goes about making everything 'realistic' in terms of sloping/not-blocky. And manages to actually look decent. Even if certain block position combos looked really weird. But still pretty dang impressive at the state of development I saw the video of.
And something that I can imagine John accidentally causing. Or at least something similar to it.
Also possible things that John could end up doing:
Mess with the Water Source blocks. As in make them go one block further. Reverse the 'gravity' of them, into going up. Or sideways.
End up rotating the Pig bodies, recreate the same accidental glitch that led to the Creeper body setup. Not create Creepers, just... Creeper shaped Pigs.
Spheres. That still stack like blocks. I think there's actually a shader that does that. Not that it looks particularly great... Think it was more a joke shader.
Then there's a different Shader that goes about making everything 'realistic' in terms of sloping/not-blocky. And manages to actually look decent. Even if certain block position combos looked really weird. But still pretty dang impressive at the state of development I saw the video of.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
Might be a custom start with lowered diamond spawns or a 1.19 with the old mob spawning rules.
There might be even an in-game, vanilla command to revert to those rules...
Not that it matters as long as the adventure continues, though.
There might be even an in-game, vanilla command to revert to those rules...
Not that it matters as long as the adventure continues, though.
sad that a lot of the authors i grew up reading dying off in the last decade
try captain compass honestly harry series it's interesting at least or if you like dark fics try and find a copy of harry potter and the secret of the golden unicorn by lord wrackspurt
rty thinkinking that about the original charlie and the chocolate factory not the buggered +modern+ version
but i got witch vibes from mary poppins and that an charlie ar older than me.....
some things just make one feel old like the general fact that mos who were born in the 00's can't do basic math ie wht equals window? let alone that they cant do basis, basic math in their heads? and use a phone to do so
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- Location
- Earth, Sol System, Milky Way Galaxy
According to all known Newtonian laws, there is no way a sign should be able to stay in mid-air. It has no wings to get its flat body off the ground and it should fall due to gravity. The sign, of course, floats anyway because the sign doesn't care what humans think is impossible.
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Ace Dreamer
Verified Reality User
- Location
- Between The Unknown & The Known
Should/has John got a way of reading what the physics (mostly) is of a world before visiting? Or, sorta, hanging on the edge of the world and (scientifically) poking it with a stick?
Of course, I suspect we can think of worlds that if you poke them, they'll poke back...
Should be fine to mess around in MC as long as you don't slip in another dimension
Updates will be as scheduled.
- Location
- Here
Man, I am having more fun with this than I expected!
This place is fascinating from a story point of view. For those who want a bit of a hint: The Minecraft Realm is a series of instances, connected yet separate, with all the dimensions attached to each individual instance. So every one has it's own personal Nether, End, and so on.
I just deleted about four different attempts at hinting about other fun stuff about this place, but they gave too much away. Still, fascinating! Maybe I can get some other people to write stories in this setting if I set up a CYOA document for it or something.
This place is fascinating from a story point of view. For those who want a bit of a hint: The Minecraft Realm is a series of instances, connected yet separate, with all the dimensions attached to each individual instance. So every one has it's own personal Nether, End, and so on.
I just deleted about four different attempts at hinting about other fun stuff about this place, but they gave too much away. Still, fascinating! Maybe I can get some other people to write stories in this setting if I set up a CYOA document for it or something.
Make the baseline version, but act as the oversight committee for the inevitable avalanche of mod options and mod conversion alternate CYOA's.
There's a whole world of alchemical tech trees and stystem modifiers that are essentially CYOA fodder in themselves.
- Location
- US
Huh, that would be pretty neat. I don't think I've ever seen anything like that.
Mining on a whole new level.
- Location
- Here
John blinked at the floating block of dirt, the only missed chunk from his most recent experiment.
So.
Apparently, most blocks were SO BUSY being a block, the pure ESSENCE of that block, that they didn't bother to acknowledge or interact with gravity.
Considering how fluids worked here, that practically wasn't even surprising.
[[Pocket.]]
There. Now the REST of that distant hill was popped and then collected into storage too. Forget the dangers of scanning, just the act of trying to Collect something was enough to pop these Essence blocks.
So much for his dreams of bringing his piggy pals along as pets. Darn it.
Oh well, this did at least simplify the whole 'escape the piggy pile surrounded by water forced lava death pit trap' situation significantly. And it was a good chance to better understand what was going on with this world!
He hummed as he carefully Collected the water source blocks, the lava source block, and everything else below his current pig pile level for several units in all directions.
And as they entered into his Pocket, he U̥͉͍̞̘̳n̴̗̘̹̺͈̙d̺̠͖e͙̜̬̘̬͝r̲̰͚̘̙̞̟͟s҉̜t̫͇̤ͅơ̖̩̻ơ̟̥̞̫d̮̞̟͇͍͔͢ them.
Dirt could be treated via tools to be transformed into very fertile soil, smooth stone would become cobblestone when broken but could be smelt back into that oh so smooth texture via a furnace…
And the concept of 'Furnace' was deep in the CORE of stone in general. Holy hell.
The wooden chest was more like an inanimate person, as it could store materials the same way that John's new body could… By attracting Essence into similar stacks and compressing them.
It wasn't powerful enough to draw drops in just by being in the area, not like his new body now could, but the entire structure was VERY efficient at storing them. The chest was formed from the Essence of planks which were crafted from wood (AKA, Tree trunk blocks).
Meanwhile, the hopper WAS able to draw in materials, from one direction and within a short range at least, but to gain the effect you had to use more valuable materials (Iron, mined from the same ore) and it also ended up limiting the storage amount buffered within the structure itself.
As a tradeoff though, it could absorb materials from other hoppers, chests, and so forth and then shove it INTO said containers through the other end if you set it up correctly.
How could a funnel of metal do this? Not entirely clear. It had something to do with the way the iron Essence was twisted inside itself, and how there was far TOO MUCH Essence within this one structure based on the crafting recipe.
Pretty sure that was how the chest worked too… It took eight planks of wood heavily compressed into a box shape that was only one block tall, and that did STRANGE things to the material.
For example? Two of these chests touching each other on a side would sort of magnetically attract each other and combine into a double chest. But attempt to add a third and it would be too much for the Essence to handle and they'd stay separated.
John absently began replacing the dirt into the pit around the pig pile, examining how the drops would easily transform back into blocks with a bit of effort and focus from a gathering source of energy… Aka, his Willpower.
Such a tiny spark of wanting something was MORE than enough to reconstruct the block sized material into its larger form… Although that was unlikely to work for mobs and animals like these little piggy babies who were so adorables yes you are!
John paused all deep thinking and pit safety work for a short piggy cuddle break.
"Oink."
The pigs couldn't care less either way, but that was fine too.
~~~Pocket System~~~
Digging deep underground (But not currently furiously hunting for more diamonds), Steve grinned as he heard a LOT of skeletons nearby! "That sounds like a spawner to me."
Down and to the left? No, just left, it sounded like they were on the same level. With caution he began mining through the smooth stone… And revealed a mossy cobblestone surface.
Bingo! "Alright, let's do this the smart way this time."
Spawner rooms were pretty much just raw profit if handled properly, even if early miners found them to be death traps.
A spawner would form naturally in the world, forming a metal cage with a specific monster enshrined within and then drawing energy from the land to empower itself.
Over time it would consume the material surrounding it to form a room to strengthen its structure… Then it would naturally obtain space to protect itself via corrupting the surrounding stone into cobblestone, then even further converting the cobblestone into mossy cobblestone
Side note: Mossy cobblestone? Rare stuff that, very valuable back home.
There were rumors that vines could be used to craft the stuff with normal cobblestone, but the connoisseurs insisted that none of that 'new fangled garbage' compared to the high quality mossy cobblestone that a natural spawner would generate.
Anyway, with room to work with the spawner could protect itself automatically by forming deadly groups of monsters to fight any invaders!
Which was neat.
But more important than all of that?
The raw power gathered in one space would transform into two grand treasures!
One was a one-off luck draw, as the energies not needed to generate more monsters would collect and gather into a naturally generated storage chest and begin to accumulate items.
The process took decades or longer to do, so it wasn't worth attempting to assist the procedure for infinite items or anything (Who would wait twenty years for one piece of string or an apple?), but you could stumble upon some really good stuff occasionally when the spawner initially forms, like emeralds or an enchanted book or what have you.
Some of the more odd collectors back home even insisted the wooden chest ITSELF was special in some way, and they would purchase the spawner chests at stupidly high prices or even fight over the right to do so… Despite all evidence showing them to be normal wooden containers any miner could craft easily.
Rich people were a bit odd, honestly.
But aside from the literal treasure chests and the lottery of goods one might find inside… The SECOND grand treasure was the spawner itself.
You could, with enough effort, destroy it to earn a small chunk of valuable experience. A few dozen XP orbs or so, if you were lucky. Maybe use that to enchant a looting pickaxe or something.
If you were a Notch damned moron.
No, the real value wasn't in that small pocket change of power, it was in the spawner itself!
While it couldn't be moved from the found location (Energy vortexes formed spawners in one specific spot for a reason, even if no one was quite sure what that reason was), the spawner was an ongoing revenue stream and valuable (if dangerous) source of materials.
These spawning cages would naturally gather the energies from the world, the same ones that could spawn deadly monsters in the dark to kill unwary miners, and focus all that risk with one purpose and into one spot.
One easily contained, controllable spot.
Add some torches or lanterns to shut it down when not needed (It would simply gather up those dangerous energies without spending it when exposed to high enough light levels), and bam!
You were good to start constructing a harvesting and item gathering system!
With a bit of work? You would now have a safe and stable supply of one type of monster drop, in unlimited quantities.
Heck, if you were careful you could even trap the creatures into a kill space and slaughter them to easily gather lots of experience for enchanting your equipment anyway! All the benefits of smashing and blowing the damned spawner up WITHOUT being an absolute moron!
On one of the larger Instances Steve had visited in the past (The largest ones were called 'Servers' by the locals), they had even set up some clever redstone machines to weaken the creatures to near death!
One punch: BAM! Unlimited enchanting experience! So easy!
Oh sure, the spawner cages needed to detect a miner within range to begin producing threats, but in more stable Mining Instances that allowed multiplayer that was easy enough to handle.
But even alone, in a single miner world like this one, Steve could easily set up a secured room and sleep there or something to let the spawner generate enough materials to fulfill any future requirements.
So yeah.
Compared to a single spawn chest with some horse armor or a broken record or whatever in it, it was clear why spawners were so valued by his people, at least if you were willing to put the effort in and not be scared off.
Especially skeleton spawners like this one.
You could get the expected bones easily enough, which could be crafted into bone meal to rapidly accelerate plant growth… But you could also free arrows, or very rarely a bow… Even an enchanted one! The weapon would likely need to be reinforced or repaired, but free stuff was free stuff.
XP orbs, bone meal, arrows, and bows? All automatically gathered and collected with a bit of crafting into massive chests for easy access with no risk or danger to the miner himself?
Yes please!
Another clank had the miner pause in his work. Was this the right area?
After clearing a bit more space and ensuring no unexpected gaps or openings had shown up (Skeletons had a nasty habit of sniping him with an arrow or two if he wasn't careful.), Steve leaned close…
Near the top? Hmm. Best dig closer to the bottom and clear some space first.
Valuable materials or not, Skeletons weren't exactly the smartest of monsters. Dig a hole at foot level, crunch their bones with your sword or even your fist, and they were easy enough to kill off.
No, the REAL issue was to ensure you spammed torches in the room first.
If you didn't expose that spawner to enough light, those five or six skeleton archers would infinitely replace themselves in batches! Worse, if the spawning room had a pit or something that the deadly mobs could trip into the stupid thing would assume all its defenders had died and just keep making more.
Steve had heard horror stories of a double spawner setup (VERY rare to see them generate near each other) accidently being damaged due to a creeper explosion, and how the miner had not bothered to ensure they had been properly shut down or sealed before it was too late…
It had transformed his new base from 'Lucky to have infinite materials' to 'Oh look, a sea of angry death creatures.'
He wasn't exactly sure how that had been handled honestly… Probably flooded the base with lava or something.
Anyway, that would NOT be today's outcome!
With the bottom cobblestone block mined, Steve carefully placed a torch at his maximum range, as close to the barely visible spawner cage as possible… There!
Thankfully one could actually manipulate the world at a longer range than they would expect, so he didn't have to fully open a two block tall opening.
Which was good, because there was a CROWD of skeletons inches away that now had no option but to just stand there, unable to kill him. Couldn't even shoot him because they were too dumb to back up for a better angle or attempt something as groundbreaking as ducking or crawling.
Steve sighed in relief as the cobblestone chamber lit up, even as he began placing more and more torches in that room. Just in case.
He'd punch the skeletons to death later to save durability on his sword, but right now the important thing was to prevent an unending wave of clinkity-clankety bone related death from spawning.
Oh! There was the chest, although it was on the opposite side of the room, because of course it was. Well, whatever… It wouldn't take that long to get to it. And this was just a basic skeleton spawner, not something deadly like those damned tiny poison spider spawners where the freaking things could CRAWL THROUGH A SINGLE BLOCK GAP!
Nightmares. Nightmares for days.
As Steve continued slowly clearing the room and ensuring it was safe enough to eventually start constructing an automatic mob collection system, he was unaware that far above on the surface a young man was currently following traces of Steve's past construction work back towards his base.
Nor was he aware of the growing crowd of pigs ALSO following that boy.
It would probably be an interesting surprise at some point.
So.
Apparently, most blocks were SO BUSY being a block, the pure ESSENCE of that block, that they didn't bother to acknowledge or interact with gravity.
Considering how fluids worked here, that practically wasn't even surprising.
[[Pocket.]]
There. Now the REST of that distant hill was popped and then collected into storage too. Forget the dangers of scanning, just the act of trying to Collect something was enough to pop these Essence blocks.
So much for his dreams of bringing his piggy pals along as pets. Darn it.
Oh well, this did at least simplify the whole 'escape the piggy pile surrounded by water forced lava death pit trap' situation significantly. And it was a good chance to better understand what was going on with this world!
He hummed as he carefully Collected the water source blocks, the lava source block, and everything else below his current pig pile level for several units in all directions.
And as they entered into his Pocket, he U̥͉͍̞̘̳n̴̗̘̹̺͈̙d̺̠͖e͙̜̬̘̬͝r̲̰͚̘̙̞̟͟s҉̜t̫͇̤ͅơ̖̩̻ơ̟̥̞̫d̮̞̟͇͍͔͢ them.
Dirt could be treated via tools to be transformed into very fertile soil, smooth stone would become cobblestone when broken but could be smelt back into that oh so smooth texture via a furnace…
And the concept of 'Furnace' was deep in the CORE of stone in general. Holy hell.
The wooden chest was more like an inanimate person, as it could store materials the same way that John's new body could… By attracting Essence into similar stacks and compressing them.
It wasn't powerful enough to draw drops in just by being in the area, not like his new body now could, but the entire structure was VERY efficient at storing them. The chest was formed from the Essence of planks which were crafted from wood (AKA, Tree trunk blocks).
Meanwhile, the hopper WAS able to draw in materials, from one direction and within a short range at least, but to gain the effect you had to use more valuable materials (Iron, mined from the same ore) and it also ended up limiting the storage amount buffered within the structure itself.
As a tradeoff though, it could absorb materials from other hoppers, chests, and so forth and then shove it INTO said containers through the other end if you set it up correctly.
How could a funnel of metal do this? Not entirely clear. It had something to do with the way the iron Essence was twisted inside itself, and how there was far TOO MUCH Essence within this one structure based on the crafting recipe.
Pretty sure that was how the chest worked too… It took eight planks of wood heavily compressed into a box shape that was only one block tall, and that did STRANGE things to the material.
For example? Two of these chests touching each other on a side would sort of magnetically attract each other and combine into a double chest. But attempt to add a third and it would be too much for the Essence to handle and they'd stay separated.
John absently began replacing the dirt into the pit around the pig pile, examining how the drops would easily transform back into blocks with a bit of effort and focus from a gathering source of energy… Aka, his Willpower.
Such a tiny spark of wanting something was MORE than enough to reconstruct the block sized material into its larger form… Although that was unlikely to work for mobs and animals like these little piggy babies who were so adorables yes you are!
John paused all deep thinking and pit safety work for a short piggy cuddle break.
"Oink."
The pigs couldn't care less either way, but that was fine too.
~~~Pocket System~~~
Digging deep underground (But not currently furiously hunting for more diamonds), Steve grinned as he heard a LOT of skeletons nearby! "That sounds like a spawner to me."
Down and to the left? No, just left, it sounded like they were on the same level. With caution he began mining through the smooth stone… And revealed a mossy cobblestone surface.
Bingo! "Alright, let's do this the smart way this time."
Spawner rooms were pretty much just raw profit if handled properly, even if early miners found them to be death traps.
A spawner would form naturally in the world, forming a metal cage with a specific monster enshrined within and then drawing energy from the land to empower itself.
Over time it would consume the material surrounding it to form a room to strengthen its structure… Then it would naturally obtain space to protect itself via corrupting the surrounding stone into cobblestone, then even further converting the cobblestone into mossy cobblestone
Side note: Mossy cobblestone? Rare stuff that, very valuable back home.
There were rumors that vines could be used to craft the stuff with normal cobblestone, but the connoisseurs insisted that none of that 'new fangled garbage' compared to the high quality mossy cobblestone that a natural spawner would generate.
Anyway, with room to work with the spawner could protect itself automatically by forming deadly groups of monsters to fight any invaders!
Which was neat.
But more important than all of that?
The raw power gathered in one space would transform into two grand treasures!
One was a one-off luck draw, as the energies not needed to generate more monsters would collect and gather into a naturally generated storage chest and begin to accumulate items.
The process took decades or longer to do, so it wasn't worth attempting to assist the procedure for infinite items or anything (Who would wait twenty years for one piece of string or an apple?), but you could stumble upon some really good stuff occasionally when the spawner initially forms, like emeralds or an enchanted book or what have you.
Some of the more odd collectors back home even insisted the wooden chest ITSELF was special in some way, and they would purchase the spawner chests at stupidly high prices or even fight over the right to do so… Despite all evidence showing them to be normal wooden containers any miner could craft easily.
Rich people were a bit odd, honestly.
But aside from the literal treasure chests and the lottery of goods one might find inside… The SECOND grand treasure was the spawner itself.
You could, with enough effort, destroy it to earn a small chunk of valuable experience. A few dozen XP orbs or so, if you were lucky. Maybe use that to enchant a looting pickaxe or something.
If you were a Notch damned moron.
No, the real value wasn't in that small pocket change of power, it was in the spawner itself!
While it couldn't be moved from the found location (Energy vortexes formed spawners in one specific spot for a reason, even if no one was quite sure what that reason was), the spawner was an ongoing revenue stream and valuable (if dangerous) source of materials.
These spawning cages would naturally gather the energies from the world, the same ones that could spawn deadly monsters in the dark to kill unwary miners, and focus all that risk with one purpose and into one spot.
One easily contained, controllable spot.
Add some torches or lanterns to shut it down when not needed (It would simply gather up those dangerous energies without spending it when exposed to high enough light levels), and bam!
You were good to start constructing a harvesting and item gathering system!
With a bit of work? You would now have a safe and stable supply of one type of monster drop, in unlimited quantities.
Heck, if you were careful you could even trap the creatures into a kill space and slaughter them to easily gather lots of experience for enchanting your equipment anyway! All the benefits of smashing and blowing the damned spawner up WITHOUT being an absolute moron!
On one of the larger Instances Steve had visited in the past (The largest ones were called 'Servers' by the locals), they had even set up some clever redstone machines to weaken the creatures to near death!
One punch: BAM! Unlimited enchanting experience! So easy!
Oh sure, the spawner cages needed to detect a miner within range to begin producing threats, but in more stable Mining Instances that allowed multiplayer that was easy enough to handle.
But even alone, in a single miner world like this one, Steve could easily set up a secured room and sleep there or something to let the spawner generate enough materials to fulfill any future requirements.
So yeah.
Compared to a single spawn chest with some horse armor or a broken record or whatever in it, it was clear why spawners were so valued by his people, at least if you were willing to put the effort in and not be scared off.
Especially skeleton spawners like this one.
You could get the expected bones easily enough, which could be crafted into bone meal to rapidly accelerate plant growth… But you could also free arrows, or very rarely a bow… Even an enchanted one! The weapon would likely need to be reinforced or repaired, but free stuff was free stuff.
XP orbs, bone meal, arrows, and bows? All automatically gathered and collected with a bit of crafting into massive chests for easy access with no risk or danger to the miner himself?
Yes please!
Another clank had the miner pause in his work. Was this the right area?
After clearing a bit more space and ensuring no unexpected gaps or openings had shown up (Skeletons had a nasty habit of sniping him with an arrow or two if he wasn't careful.), Steve leaned close…
Near the top? Hmm. Best dig closer to the bottom and clear some space first.
Valuable materials or not, Skeletons weren't exactly the smartest of monsters. Dig a hole at foot level, crunch their bones with your sword or even your fist, and they were easy enough to kill off.
No, the REAL issue was to ensure you spammed torches in the room first.
If you didn't expose that spawner to enough light, those five or six skeleton archers would infinitely replace themselves in batches! Worse, if the spawning room had a pit or something that the deadly mobs could trip into the stupid thing would assume all its defenders had died and just keep making more.
Steve had heard horror stories of a double spawner setup (VERY rare to see them generate near each other) accidently being damaged due to a creeper explosion, and how the miner had not bothered to ensure they had been properly shut down or sealed before it was too late…
It had transformed his new base from 'Lucky to have infinite materials' to 'Oh look, a sea of angry death creatures.'
He wasn't exactly sure how that had been handled honestly… Probably flooded the base with lava or something.
Anyway, that would NOT be today's outcome!
With the bottom cobblestone block mined, Steve carefully placed a torch at his maximum range, as close to the barely visible spawner cage as possible… There!
Thankfully one could actually manipulate the world at a longer range than they would expect, so he didn't have to fully open a two block tall opening.
Which was good, because there was a CROWD of skeletons inches away that now had no option but to just stand there, unable to kill him. Couldn't even shoot him because they were too dumb to back up for a better angle or attempt something as groundbreaking as ducking or crawling.
Steve sighed in relief as the cobblestone chamber lit up, even as he began placing more and more torches in that room. Just in case.
He'd punch the skeletons to death later to save durability on his sword, but right now the important thing was to prevent an unending wave of clinkity-clankety bone related death from spawning.
Oh! There was the chest, although it was on the opposite side of the room, because of course it was. Well, whatever… It wouldn't take that long to get to it. And this was just a basic skeleton spawner, not something deadly like those damned tiny poison spider spawners where the freaking things could CRAWL THROUGH A SINGLE BLOCK GAP!
Nightmares. Nightmares for days.
As Steve continued slowly clearing the room and ensuring it was safe enough to eventually start constructing an automatic mob collection system, he was unaware that far above on the surface a young man was currently following traces of Steve's past construction work back towards his base.
Nor was he aware of the growing crowd of pigs ALSO following that boy.
It would probably be an interesting surprise at some point.