User:Mokiki

Mokiki does the sloppy swish!

Mokiki!

You have to see this, very funny! and weird...

Minecraft Hobbies

 * Trying (and mostly failing, nametags kinda ruin the effect) to scare people with my skin


 * Sheep murder


 * Creepers (need I say more?)


 * Zombiefication Centers (this is not supposed to make sense)


 * Villager Infecting, works well with above


 * Complicated Redstone


 * Automating things, works well with above


 * Cackling


 * Making a world for every little thing I like to do


 * TNT


 * Crashing Minecraft

Stories
OK, I dislike the Slenderman thing, so I made my own story. Credit goes to Steve OH, he helped give me the idea to make the Enderman story.

THE STORY OF ENDERMAN

Gather round, gather round the fire. The night is coming, and we don't want to be assaulted by zombies, so lets crack on, shall we?

One day, Steve started a new world. With a whirl and a flash of light and sound, he spawned on a bleak mountain top. Rubbing his arms from the chill (he was VERY high up), he started down the mountainside, bumping and taking damage. Idly breaking a few flowers and grass, he failed to notice the deep cave he was right over until it was too late, and down he went. He fell past vast veins of ores, water streams, and lava, until he slammed with full force into a water spring. Naturally, he was terrified, as he had nothing but a rose to get out. But there was only one thing to do: to go on. He crept down the obsidian tiled floor, his bare feet making small slapping noises as he went. Coming to a bend he gasped: There was a huge lava lake, much bigger than you could even see in the Nether! And maybe 20 blocks in, there was a vast vein of diamond, much more than 10 ores. Steve whooped, quite forgot the lava, the fact that he was not prepared, the fact that he didn't even have a pickax, and jumped in. The lava attacked him like a starving wolf, biting and scalding him. But Steve gave no notice: There was diamond and mere lava was not going to stop him from getting it. He swam on, paddling furiously, until he reached the diamond. He slowly took one fist out of the lava and punched the vein with all the force in him. The cavern shook, the dust rained down from the ceiling, and the vein burst into a thousand different shining gems, twinkling like dewdrops as they fell. A few, maybe two, got incinerated, but the rest went into Steve's inventory. Now almost up to his nose in lava, he weakly paddled back, but to no avail: he slowly sunk as he went, the energy gone from him. He fell swiftly, half alive, slowly being incinerated. As he was on the verge of death, he noticed something... blue. He was gripped with a surge of new will: this was WATER! He threw himself into it, there was a tremendous hiss, and steam billowed out. He flopped into the water and everything went black...

The trickling of water was the first thing Steve heard. He moaned. Everything in his body felt like fire, and he was down to 1/2 of a heart, and his hunger was at 3 shanks, but he still had the diamonds! He whooped, got up, and threw all the diamonds into the air, jumping up and down. After this, reality returned: He was stuck at level 11, and had no pick. But as he looked ahead, he saw light. Walking forward, he found an exit cave! It was sloped at a gentle angle and he had no problem getting out. Looking around, he found that he was in a swamp, and a witch hut was ahead! As Steve had never seen one of these or heard of a witch, he started forward, as he walked the sunlight revealed that his skin had been burned midnight black! After the shock wore off, he found he didn't mind so much, after all there was no one to see him but monsters! He was so busy thinking this he didn't see the witch until it was too late...

He awoke in a very cramped hut, with his arms bound down with rope. The sunlight was streaming through to open-air windows and he was very uncomfortable. He then heard footsteps: the witch had come in! He licked his lips and said shakily: "What do you want?" No response. "Answer me!" Nothing. Giving up, he found he was tied fast to a bed. Then the witch threw another potion, and he was knocked out again.

Over the course of days, the witch experimented on him, using foul potions to change him irrevocably. When the witch was done, he was three blocks tall, had purple eyes, could teleport, and was no longer human. He was not Steve. He was the ENDER MAN!!!

And THAT is how the Enderman came to be.

Favorite Articles

 * Diamonds
 * Zombie
 * Creeper
 * TNT
 * Herobrine
 * Sheep