PLAYING SINCE 11.12.11
סּ︢Д︣◦ 1.2.2 alpha nostalgia
my story started after i discovered a Minecraft tutorial on machinima (from X, the guy who made X's adventures in Minecraft.) as soon as I saw my first seconds of seeing this game, i was hooked. after I watched the video i immediately went to play Minecraft classic. there i learned the basics; people liked to grief and sometimes it was fun. I watched X's adventures and days later I got the game. I was ecstatic. I came into the game and immediately knew what to do; find a cave and coal. But i didn't... The moon was rising and with it the dead. I climbed my way on top a tree and everything was out to kill me. Zombies were chasing me along the brush, skeleton archers shot at me relentlessly, creepers creepily chased me about, and I was frantic to build my way up a tree 2 block upwards. I hit the zombies, my memory is a blurr so i don't remember if i either made it up on top the higher tree - skeleton shoots me, or if a creeper blew me way off the tree and took out half my health. Anyhow, i was knocked off the tree and i knew i was fucked. A creeper was the one to make the fatal blow, i then deleted the world knowing that i would not be able to recover my first death. After several failed attempts of worlds, enough was enough. I needed a head start, so then I set difficulty to peaceful for optimal building. That world had a legacy, but one day I was sad to delete it after a corruption in the world file... As life went on I learned knew tricks that were valuable to my survival on HARD mode. from then on I pretty much started playing on hard. Now, I only play on hard, so here I am...