Crafter of the Mine Kind

It was a quiet Christmas morning for a certain girl and her family in the southern United States. They were unwrapping presents and enjoying each other’s company in general — nothing out of the ordinary, really.

But after no more parcels remained under the stout fir — and ribbons and bits of paper littered the floor — the father, with a mischievous look on his usually placid visage, rose from his chair and approached his daughter. “One last gift,” he said, and he pulled out of his pocket an object of otherworldly material about the width of a Saltine cracker. “I’m sure you know how it works.”

The teen smirked and — after a moment of hesitation — took the alien device out of his hand. “Finally,” she whispered, “a Mineportal of my own.”

She flipped a minuscule switch on the portal, and it immediately began to tremble and vibrate in her fingers, while emitting a shrill whining sound that grew louder every moment.

“Have fun, Crafter!” were her father’s final words to her before her whole world seemed to disintegrate before her eyes, and before she knew it, she was in uncharted lands.

She was never seen again for weeks.

~ ~ ~

. . . I’m going to stop there before it gets any weirder. πŸ˜›

HELLO, HUNTERS!! Long time no see! Sorry I disappeared again. How have you been? Did you have a good holiday? We stayed home by ourselves and did nothing. It was nice and relaxing.

So in case you haven’t picked it up from the title and/or that vague little story (don’t feel bad if you haven’t hahah), Dad bought me the game Minecraft for Christmas. I had enjoyed watching YouTube videos of it for over a year then, so I was pretty hyped when I got to play it for myself.

Soooooo I spent the majority of the rest of the holiday building, mining, exploring and fighting monsters. One time I even played past three in the morning. (To whom it may concern, nothing happened.) That’s a bad idea, by the way; I went to sleep past six with blocks in my head.

Never again.

So for those of you who don’t know much about it, Minecraft is basically a sandbox game where you’re plopped in a world you’ve never seen before and — depending on how you set up the game — you can either have infinite resources so you can build whatever you like on the world (Creative Mode), or you can start off with absolutely nothing and you have to live off what’s around you to survive as long as possible (Survival Mode). There are biomes to explore, monsters to fight and lots of things to craft and play with. It’s a lot of fun; I’d recommend it. . . although it’s ridiculously addictive so I’d be careful about that part.

Anyway, I thought it would be fun to write about the in-game adventures I’ve had so far! And don’t worry; I’ll try to make it as interesting and easy to understand as possible. πŸ˜›

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When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was. . . nothing. Nothing but a boundless blue sky.

“Why is it so cold?” she thought idly. She turned her head to one side and saw a stretch of land and a couple trees — both covered in snow. That’s when she realized that she was lying on the ground.

Slightly relieved to have found a sense of gravity, she got to her feet and brushed the snow off her legs and back. Now fully awake and alert, she scanned her surroundings. The Sun had recently risen, casting long shadows on the rolling hills and occasional tree.

A shudder shook her body as the chilled climate dug its nails through her clothes, and she reminded herself that it would do no good to simply stand around and enjoy the view; she had things to do. With a deep breath, she began to walk, adopting a purposeful stride.

The adventure had begun.

~ ~ ~

I spawned in an icy biome, and my immediate first thought was, “Get me out of here.” From research (a.k.a. YouTube), I knew that a snowy tundra isn’t the best place in which to start off for one main reason: food is scarce. The only food sources there are rabbits (which are extremely hard to catch) and polar bears (self-explanatory). As I was in Survival Mode, where food is kind of vital, I wasn’t off to a great start.

So as soon as I had gotten some resources from a nearby tree, I set off to find a more habitable (and warmer) place to set up camp. But either I was going around in circles a lot trying to catch rabbits, or this biome was just very, very large because ten minutes had passed and I still couldn’t find the end of the tundra.

And then night came.

And night means monsters.

I didn’t particularly want to take them on, especially with no food to restore any potentially lost health. So I found a nearby hill, dug a hole in the side, closed myself in, and waited. While I waited I could focus on crafting necessities like a furnace, a few torches and a full set of tools like a sword and pickaxe etc.

After the Sun came up (most monsters either burn up from the Sun or aren’t hostile anymore at daytime), I emerged from the hole, marked it so I could find it later and continued my search for food and a better living space.

Just across from my hidey-hole, on the other side of a large body of water, was a forest. There wasn’t snow there so I was drawn there by the potential of finding food. But I didn’t want to set up a base in the forest because forests = lots of trees = extra shade = not as much light = possibility of more monsters spawning. It’s also easy to get lost.

But I did encounter sheep in that forest, which was awesome, because not only were they a food source, but I could use their wool to craft a bed so I could skip night.

I ended up making several trips through that forest to scout for better living spaces. Although obviously it wasn’t working because I always ended up coming back to the hidey-hole.

Eventually I gave up and converted the hole into a full-on base complete with a wheat farm, storage, furnaces and even an ore mine just through a door. And that’s where I lived for a pretty long time.

. . . But one day when I was exploring, I happened upon a field on the other side of the forest, and immediately fell in love with it. It was warm, it was open, but most importantly, there were animals everywhere. That meant food. I quickly began making plans to move there.

After marking a path from the tundra base to the field, I picked up some building material and eagerly got to work on my new house. I also dug a small hole near the site and put a bed there so I didn’t have to run all the way to my old base to avoid the night.

The new site was perfect in pretty much every way. There were animals to breed and harvest from, lots of space for a house, farmland and other structures, several entrances to caves I could explore and pick up resources from, many water sources, and lots of trees. I couldn’t have asked for a better spot to settle in. I was very content.

. . . . . . And then the pillagers arrived.

~ ~ ~

They had arrived so suddenly, as if they had materialized out of thin air. She had been busy building her house and they had just. . . appeared. And they — all five of them — were staring right at her.

She stared back in complete shock, dropping her pile of stone bricks. She hadn’t counted on their appearance, especially in a time or place like this. She shivered under their cold glares, aware that she may not make it out of this situation alive.

Tentatively, she unsheathed her sword.

Without hesitation, they cocked their crossbows and trained them in her direction.

With a swallow and a hasty prayer, she charged, and the battle began.

She ducked under her shield as three arrows whizzed in her direction, then dealt a knock to the pillager nearest to her. She stifled a cry as two more arrows found their way into her thin leather armor. Ignoring the stinging in her shoulder and chest, she kept fighting until she had felled one pillager.

But she quickly realized her mistake; she hadn’t been paying enough attention to the other four, and now she was completely surrounded. They were ruthlessly loosing their arrows on her; she was losing ground with every panicked breath and every desperate swipe of her sword. Clinging to her will to live in a vice grip, she pressed on.

~ ~ ~

SPOILER ALERT: I died. πŸ˜›

I wasn’t near a pillager outpost (a base housing pillagers), but I did a little bit of research, and as it turns out there’s such thing as “pillager patrols,” small groups of pillagers that just wander around. And nine times out of ten, they don’t like someone being in their path.

But it wasn’t all doom and gloom; when I died I respawned in the hole where I put my bed, right next to where I was battling, so I could easily recover the stuff I dropped when I died. Well. . . relatively easily; there were still pillagers to worry about.

So after some struggling — and possibly dying again, I don’t remember — I managed to finish off the pillager patrol and I could then continue to work on my new house.

After that, nothing noteworthy happened for a while. I finished my house, created a farm, penned and bred some animals, made a perch where I can hunt for monsters at night, encountered several more pillager patrols, found two villages, ruined one of them, explored some, mined some, and many, many other things. I would like to get into them, but I’m going to wait and see if anyone is interested.

I don’t want to ramble on too much about something if it doesn’t apply to you guys. I know a lot of you have busy lives as writers, artists, etc., and don’t have the time nor the energy to get into things like this, and I respect that. πŸ˜‰ If you would liked this post enough to want more Minecraft-related ramblings, then I might make a part two. But for now I’m going to hold off.

Almost done fangirling! πŸ˜› Here are some screenshots:

My first base! What started off as a hole in the side of a hill is now a makeshift stone cabin.
Interior. As you can tell from the multiple types of stone, I was going for functional and not beautiful.
New house! That tower in the background is a combination beacon and lookout perch.
First floor (or ground floor if you’re in the U.K. hahah). This half of the room consists of the storage section of the house (obviously), and the other half has furnaces, a stone cutter, and anvil and other handy tools.
BONUS PHOTO: This rascal that invaded my house. XD
Second floor (or first floor). Those angry-looking banners adorning the walls are all from pillager patrols that I have conquered. :3
My entire area to date! Fun Fact: The grey thing labeled “hidey-hole” used to be where my bed was while I was working on the house. Now it’s a place where I can retreat if I encounter too many attackers at once.

Annnnnd that’s all for now!

Do Tell! If you have any questions, or if you’re confused about anything I brought up, please don’t hesitate to comment, and I’ll be more than happy to try to clear it up! I know Minecraft isn’t easy to understand for someone who doesn’t know much about it, so I hope I didn’t leave you totally in the dark. πŸ˜›
On the other hand, if you do know something about Minecraft, and you think I could have done something better, I’m always open to suggestions! And if you have Java Edition and you want to play with me, PM me your username!! πŸ˜€ I’m on Hypixel too (very likely you’ll find me in the TNT Games playing TNT Run).

Tune in tomorrow afternoon for a super-special post! See y’all later.

~~ Dekreel

(title photo credit Hans Oddcraft)

12 thoughts on “Crafter of the Mine Kind”

  1. Neat! Wow, your house is impressive. I got Minecraft for my birthday last year, but it didn’t work on my old laptop and it’s not compatible with my type of Chromebook… so I haven’t been able to play it yet 😭 😭 But one day… I will find a device I can play it on. And I will probably get way too addicted to it. πŸ˜›

    1. I’m glad you like it; I think it’s a little bland. XD
      Hope you find one! And yeah, when you start playing, don’t start in the middle of the week if that’s when you have your responsibilities. πŸ˜› XD

  2. This is so cool how you turned your Minecraft adventures into a story! Are you playing in creative mode or survival? I can see that you died and had to find food so I guessed survival, but how did you get so many building materials so fast?! I must know your secret. Mine is that I sort of cheat and switch back and forth between creative and survival mode. Great post!

    1. Thanks, it was a lot of fun putting it together. πŸ˜€
      I’ve been in Survival the whole time, yeah. The secret? Mostly lots and lots of mining, and lots and lots of orchardry (if that’s a word hahah). If you mine down to level 16 and under and start mining down there, you can kill two birds with one stone by grabbing cobblestone to build things with, while also looking for other rare ores like diamonds. I mine in slots so I cover more ground. I also have an orchard of multiple types of trees nearby for when I need wood. That’s highly recommended.
      Overall, just be patient. Houses, especially big ones like mine, take time to build. And keep in mind that I have played for MANY hours at this point, so I had time to collect stuff.
      Sorry for the long reply. Hope this helps! XD

  3. I love how much your personality comes out in your posts. You really rock being yourself!!! Literally, who comes up with the awesome idea of writing about their minecraft experiences in story format. YOU KNEW what we didn’t–the world needed a post about minecraft.

    You go, girl. πŸ˜€

  4. Wow, awesome article! I played Minecraft once on the XBOX 360 when we checked it out from the library, but other than that, I’ve never played it. I really like it, though! πŸ˜€

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