Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-30319843-20170917082633/@comment-30319843-20170928181658

330 days left until the events of Wikiventure.

The days were passing by. I did notice the fact that my message wall was completely empty, except with Chicken's introductory message.

My new pasta, called A Not-So-Normal Occurence​ had just been published. I'll need to wait a day to get the comments.

I didn't get enough time for Minecraft, though. High school homework and assignments piled in whenever I decided to play it after getting from home. Our class was a good one. The students were cool and kind of gossipy. I wasn't very talkative and humoristic, but I tried to get along with them a few times and thankfully those attempts succeeded.

Presently I sat in my bedroom, on my bed, working on the last touches of my assignments. Two lines, three lines, and there was I, done. Phew. I retreated to the corner and stretched. Then I carefully returned the items to my school bag and zipped it. With that, I was free.

I glanced at the clock. Six-thirty. Enough time's left. I usually make dinner at 8: 00 P.M. and sleep after eating it. But time was early today, and that was perfect.

I moved to my table, seated on the chair and started up my laptop.

After a few moments, I was on the game. Minecraft: Java Edition. I wanted to play Multiplayer, but as I was going to click I remembered that the servers were down, to my inconvenience. Some technical repairing, says Mojang, as in that article.

Damn. So SIngleplayer's only there.

Boringly, I entered into it. On my worlds list was a single world that was created a long time ago.

When was the last time I played SIngleplayer? Three years ago? Shoot.

Nevertheless I clicked on it and with that it began to boot up. After it booted up, I found myself in a house.

A village house.

Wait, was I in a village three years ago?

Nevermind.

I viewed my inventory. All stone tools except for the hoe and shovel. Some food and other unmelted ores of iron were also present. I went out of the house, not knowing what to do. The sun was just coming up. A faint ray of light spread across my view. I looked around. VIllagers were present, going about their usual jobs. I turned left and walked ahead.

I was walking in a path with houses on either sides. How big the village is, I thought. I saw villagers in their houses doing nothing through the windows of their house. Then blacksmith was there on my left side.

Sweet. I walked to it and entered it by the door. I proceeded to area where the chest was...

...and saw... a player.

What.

The.

Heck.

I paused. Nope, only I am there. I resumed. He was still there, taking something from the chest; it was still open. I paused. Only me. I resumed. I paused. Only me. I resumed.

What the hell?

Then the chest closed and then he turned around....

"GAH!" ​he ​screamed.

"GAH!' I screamed as I walked back.

Wait a second.

DId I just hear a scream from my computer?

​His face has fricking expressions.

The hell. Out of fear and confusion, I succeed in opening the chat.

 WHO ARE YOU?

 WHO ARE YOU?

That came simultaneously. ​And the voices fricking came out of the computer.

 Wait a minute...

 Hold on...

I remembered about a boy in my class. Some of his friends used to call him Cube, though they knew his real name. I had watched them from my seat during recess --- a girl and him --- discussing related to Minecraft.

Ah, yes.

The assignment.

 Aren't you that boy in m'class who is gonna make a project with this game?

 Aren't you that introvert in my class?

Pff. It's him.

 But... did you just hacked into my game?

 No. You see it sounds hilarious, but just believe me for the sake of it.

Of course I could. I was honest and the class itself knew it.

He began to narrate everything that happened to him one-by-one. I couldn't even find it easy to believe, for everything that occured to him was either fake...

...​or real and unatural.