PBG MineCraft Hardcore Season V

[9] Descend to Hell

[Austin POV]

THANK GOD FOR MCJONES!

Turns out he wasn't asleep, he was screaming for the others to wake up and help me. They sniped the witch from afar with their sturdy bows and McJones ran in with a shield to block incoming potions.
"MY POTIONS WONT BE BLOCKED BY A PUNY SHIELD WIELDED BY A WALKING BOTTLE OF URINE!"

'Urine' her last word. Personally an AWESOME way to go.
McJones plunged his sword into her guts, wincing from poison status but still smiling as she fell down in a crimson haze.

"You're right. I am pee... peebeegee's brother!" He said, pushing his glasses (his now iconic move).
"You messed with the wrong brothers!"

Jeff shouted,
"Stop being cheesy!"

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[Ray POV]

"Bows?"

"Check!" I shouted, raising a handful of brand new polished bows.

"Swords?"

"Check!" Shouted Austin, wielding the repaired diamond sword from Jared's grasp.

"Elaborate plan?"

"Check." McJones said, pointing at a series of what looked like scribbles on the wall.

"Buckets of water?"

"I AM THE BUCKET MAN! THERE IS NO NEED FOR THAT QUESTION!" Jeff screeched like Peter Pan's battle cry, lifting two buckets into the air.

"Arrows?"

"Check. Also stop talking to yourself." Dean said, chuckling.

"Okay Dean! Now gather around McJones to listen to his scribbly plan!" Dean shouted out enthusiastically.

I rolled my eyes.

McJones picked up his iron sword at pointed at the chart that I could not understand at all.
"Alright. So we're going to utilize the hypothetical techniques of the highly advanced ancient society of the roman warriors, withholding enemy statistics using... stop sleeping Austin."

"Will this be on the test?" Jeff asked, looking up from his notebook.

"AH! FINE!" McJones raged, throwing a bucket of water onto the wall with scribbles.

Jeff whimpered from behind.

"GO IN THE NETHER: SHEILD PEOPLE IN FRONT AND BOW PEOPLE IN BACK! DONE!" He screamed, throwing the bucket onto the ground, denting it.

Jeff broke into tears.

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One at a time we stepped into the portal slowly, feeling that tingly sensation as the portal distorted our view and transported us to the Nether. The atmosphere immediately changed from our peaceful house into the hellish location. Except... all the features that made the nether so much more awesome was nowhere to be found. We were in a netherack box...? I'm not even entirely sure we can all fit in here.
Maybe I should start mining it to expand the area.

We waited for Jeff to appear from the portal, which he did after a full ten minutes, tears dripping down his eyes and holding the dented bucket.
"Why McJones why?" He sniffed.

At times like these I feel like this whole thing was one big mistake...
Anyway Dean began to be the Brave one, mining ahead with little caution despite lava able to show up on multiple occasions. After no less than thirty minutes we began to wonder if we spawned higher than we are supposed to be... so we started to now downwards. Suffice to say it took another thirty minutes to realize there was nothing but netherack and the occasional nether quartz.

We headed back and sure enough Jeff found an opening by mining TWO blocks in the other direction. Even McJones was dumbfounded at this point.

Slowly and carefully we peeked through and found out the place Jeff found was basically no better than our box - a cave system filled with zombie pigmen, who look at least somewhat tame at the moment.
We sneaked by the hordes of pigmen without even being detected and stopped at the sight of an opening, exposing the giant mainland below.
Lava flowed everywhere like an ocean, ghast floating around like it has a report to file before Tuesday and a NETHERBASE!

Finally some good news!
Not wanting to comfort anything head on, McJones decided the best strategy was to simply build a high bridge that travelled directly to the base top. Thank the lord for the non existence of MineCraft physics! McJones built it slowly while Austin blocked both openings with cobblestone, hoping it would prevent us from falling to our deaths.

One by one we jumped safely to the portal, landing into a pile of dust. The fortress was rather peaceful at the moment, but seeing as there is usually hordes and hordes of monsters that kill - deploying shields isn't too bad of an idea.

Nothing eventful happened in the next ten minutes or so, simply we walked down the narrow hallways of the fortress ready to kill whatever came our way... with the exception of pigmen of course.
As if the place knew our presence, several blazes flew almost out of thin air and began blasting rods at us with neck breaking speeds. Sweating a ton, we hid safety behind the walls waiting for an opening.

"Sparta shields formation! Go!" McJones yelled.

"I thought you said they were Greek-"

"Just shut up and do it!" He screamed, already loading his bow.

In a blur of a movement, Dean and Austin moved in with swords in hand and shields raised high. McJones and I went straight for it, sniping one blaze each behind the barrack of spartan minecraft youtubing things... er people...
"Go go go!"

We ran to the end of the hallway, which something rather peculiar lay.
A spawner with what seems to be a blaze twirling around inside with embers accompanying it.
"Yes!" McJones laughed.
"Yes! A spawner!"

We all have him a funny look.

"Guys. We need blaze rods for blaze powder, so we need a team to remain here and gather as much as you can."

Oh... that makes tons more sense than before...

"Alright... Austin and I will go look for NetherWart so you all stay here ready to fight! DONT. MOVE .POSTS! You will die..."

His twenty minute lecture seems to go on forever, but once they left we sat quietly and waited.
Dean stared at them slowly walking away, then his face contorted to quite a devilish expression.

"Guys. We should go the other way! I saw a piece of nether wart there!" He whispered enthusiastically.

"I don't know... they said wait here--" I began.

"We'll get the Nether Wart first! It's decided!" He smiled, picking up his sword and casually strolling away in the other direction.

I looked at Jeff for a second and he shrugged as well, not knowing exactly what to do...
Oh well... we couldn't leave Dean alone so...

I guess if he dies, we die with him...