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Sunday, December 18, 2011

Treehouse Interior Minecraft

So I fixed that huge gap that was burnt to ashes by the lava. I laid down some wooden slabs for the floor.


Flooring
I started building a staircase with a waterfall in the middle. The waterfall is in this glass cage. 
Unfinished waterfall cage

Unfinished staircase
So nothing really interesting happened today, unless you count me screaming the working song from the Smurfs movie off-key. Now, I'm going to put my dog outside and see if he jumps up from the snow like a kangaroo.

Treehouses and Evil Little Sisters!

Finally managed to get some screenshots of my work in progress treehouse in Minecraft.

Pathway

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Draining the indoor lake


Drained. Looks kinda like a chessboard.
 
Screwing around with lava. I also played with TNT. I spent a good bit trying to level out the water. OCD!

NEVER listen to your little sister while playing Minecraft. She told me to put lava inside. I, being somewhat braindead, agreed. It looked pretty...until the walls caught on fire. I just rebuilt the lookout and stopped the flow of water. There's still a side missing.  

K: "You broke my house!"
A: "I didn't break it. I told you to break it."
My little brother was laughing his little head off with my sister while I was screaming at the laptop.

Lesson learned. Lava pools may look pretty, but not in treehouses!

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Well Played, Marianas Trench, Well Played

Their song "Haven't Had Enough" is perfectly named. You'll never get enough of it.
I'm working as an unofficial editor for another inkie (I'm Kaye Dominique on inkpop) and my strange sense of humour has once again distracted me.
This was in my critique:
"What the heck is a secret grin? Is it the husband of the secret smile and is cheating on it with the secret smirk and having steamy man sex?"
I swear I'm a lot more serious when critiquing. My critique for the story's prologue and first chapter was almost a thousand words.
I've also discovered TobyGames on YouTube. I will say unto you, the words of the great Tobuscus, "Bless your face, and if you sneezed during this post, bless you. Boop."

Friday, December 9, 2011

Short Stories and Epic Treehouses

I'm thinking of writing seven short stories which are basically summaries or my seven books. I've already written Cantarella and posted it on inkpop before I took it down to enter it in a contest. Maybe I can get people to vote on what they think I should write first? Yup, totally hooked on Minecraft. I figured out how to switch between survival and creative mode, so I'm going to build my decked out treehouse before going back to survival mode. I've already laid out the basic layout, just have to keep working at it.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Burn it all!

Yes, I just discovered flint and steel in Minecraft. I burnt down trees and a sheep (I'm sorry, Phillip!).
I found some obsidian too, but I died and forgot to put my bed down again. I lost all my stuff and respawned in an unfamiliar area.
On the bright side, one of my guy friends copied his Minecraft folder to mine, so now I can play without an Internet connection. Yes, I have guy friends. I actually like talking to guys way more than girls I don't know. My female best friends all act like dudes at random times.

Friday, December 2, 2011

Fire Alarms and Link Plushies

The fire alarm went off in my school for the second time this week. The first time, it was because of our woodworking classroom. The other day, it was because of burning pizzas. (I'm serious.) We had to go out in windy winter weather. I felt bad for the little kids in the attached daycare. But some of the kids who are all around assholes gave up their jackets for the kids and huddled around them to block the wind. It was sweet. I would've done the same, but I don't think they want my germs. I might give them my cold.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

I CAN'T TYPE WITH MY NIBLETS!

APH: Global Warming, Solved
The title? That's what I was screaming after I found one of those paper guillotine things in my French class. (I don't know what it's called.) We had a discussion about what would happen if Agent_Chip stuck her fingers under it with me around. Hence, "I can't type with my niblets!"
We also made King's cakes in there. One of the other girls dumped coloured sugar and sprinkles on it.