Howdy all, and welcome back to Part 4 of my Minecraft blog here on Evil Controllers! Last time, I left you all with a beautiful Minecraft sunset which seemed to hint that things were starting to looking brighter.

Well, it was anything but bright.

I hate creepers...

After a long journey in the underground mine outside of our humble household I decided that it would be a great time to reorganize all my loot. As I was doing this I had this comforting feeling that my tools could face any enemy in the world of Minecraft. Spiders, creepers, skeletons and zombies all bowed before the heel of my boot in the underground cavern and it gave me a sense of serenity.

Life was good.

Then, all of a sudden, my character was thrown across the room from a powerful explosion! Half of my hearts were gone and my foundation was shaken to its core. I thought to myself,"What the hell just happened?" I then looked to where I was standing and saw this...

It was one of the most disheartening experiences of my Minecraft life. I knew creepers were harmful enemies underground but to have them come to the front doorstep of my house was just frightening. Nowhere was safe.

This was when I made the decision to pack up our bags and get the hell out of this jungle biosphere and find one that is much more open. I vowed that no creeper would touch my house ever again and make me rebuild it all. (Which, by the way, is incredibly frustrating.)

But before I did that I found that you could have different skins for your character. So I chose to be one of my videogame heroes: Gordon Freeman. (Ahh yeah.)

As Gordon I told my companion that this jungle was too harsh and that we needed to travel to the East and make a new house in a different biosphere. She reluctantly agreed with me and we began the upsetting process of taking our house apart for the wood planks.


As we finished our job on scavenging the resources from our house we decided that it would be best if we left some behind in order to serve as a memorial as our first house in this big Minecraft world.

When we left, the world almost knew what was going on and decided to put salt on the wound by raining.

The sadness I felt was almost sickening. It was the same feeling I had when I destroyed a Lego creation in order to create a new one as a kid.


Stay tuned next week when we start our new home in a not so far away land. This time our house was twice as big and our ingenuity went from Neanderthal to well not as stupid.

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