Minecraftia, a Adventure [IC]

It's best if you give a player as much as they gave you. Otherwise, its a mood killer. That's all. Also, play nice. Try to keep your grammar up and look up and down your post for grammar problems. This is advice. Meaning you don't have to follow through with it but its advised.

Ward woke up on a rickety boat. Or something. Obviously there was clothes on him, and there was warmth in wherever he was as well. But it also registered as a rather bit of...cold. As if somebody is watching you. Ward opened up his eyes immediately and got up. The railing that he was unknowingly on split in two, and fell into the depths of the mine. He was alone, and in the darkness. He could swear that eyes were on him, that he was being watched or observed. He rushed through the mine, trying to find the exit. He couldn't stand such things. He was afraid! Even though there were torches, which one he immediately grabbed, he heard something running after him. He was thrust into things relatively fast and he knew where he was. He was in a mine. A abandoned one from the looks of it.


[BigAssCrocker]

A lone man in a divers suit washes up to shore. A backpack was in a sling over his arm.

[CanadianRep]

Tristan Nana woke up in the middle of a forest. Four miles away was a mountain range.

[NoxxHollow]

Fenris woke up face first in the sand, but about five miles away was a mountain range. He is in a desert.

[Raddum]

Keith woke up by the edge of a forest, in a pond. Forward was a forest.

Tristan woke up, rubbing his eyes before standing up. Tristan looked around, then looked down at the ground beneath him. he rubbed his head and looked over at the long, sky scrapping mountain peaks that rose above the forest canopy. He smiled to himself before taking another look around the forest floor.

"Well. At least I'm somewhere where I can find some useful supplies. I'd hope.." he said as he spoke to himself.

Tristan took a stroll along the forest floor looking for something he could use. He looked down at his feet and saw a small, but sharp edged looking rock on the ground. He picked it up and felt the edge.

"sharp enough.." He hits it against the trunk of a tree before removing it, the rock leaving a cut into the tree. "now if I can just put this together with something.."

Adamska woke up. He attempted to push himself off of the ground only to roll himself onto his back. This suit was heavy. He eventually managed to sit up and then stand up to see a wide ocean he turned his head, sand for a bit but then green. The start of a forest. He got up and walked directly into the water for a bit looking for anything useful. He found bits of sand...blocks and a few ink sacks. He made his way out of the water and towards the forest after a while of scavenging. During his trek to the forest he looked through the bag on his arm. It was waterproof which was just the thing he needed. Inside he found a net with a few fish waggling around in it. Obviously the bag hadn't been shut right and a few fish had swam in.

Tristan held the sharp edged rock in his hands as he looks around for something to mount it onto. He didn't have much luck at first but he eventually came across a wooden branch that would do well enough for a stick to use.

He sat down and got to work on attempting to mount the stone to the wooden stick he had found. It might not be a pretty one but if it worked for him it was going to be better then nothing.

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Kira was laid down on the grass when she awoke, the sun was beating down on her skin, so she was at least not in a mine, which she believed to be the worst place to be. Sitting upwards, she saw she was surrounded by a thick jungle, not her favourite place to be, but here she was. Sitting on the jungle floor, she felt, relaxed, she didn't want to move. 'But survival comes first.' Kira thought to herself. She stood up and looked for anything that would help her, someone even. Pulling her backpack over her shoulder she sighed, no one was probably here. Looking in her backpack she found her bow, the 'endeavour'.

After minute after minute of labouring on the very simple, make-shift axe that he had been working on. He laid it out on the ground and took a good long look at it. He adjusted the rock and made sure it was in place. He stood up and bent over, picking up the simple axe. He held it up and then looked at the tree he hacked at with e rock the first time. He walked over and took a swings at the tree before a block poped out. he picked it up and put it away.
"Will work for now"