Meef in Minecraft

Chapter IV: The city of Luvriosk

The path was cold, and 271.6 km wasn't much, it only took us 3 hours to get there. Still, Gerald and Robbie were shivering a bit and we stopped. It didn't actually take us 3 hours to get to Luvriosk, instead, it took us 6, because Robbie had to constantly light up the blaze rod torches, which heated the car.

Once we arrived at Luvriosk, Robbie advised me to be hidden, because the inhabitants are pretty concerned about the existence of me. They would freak out and try to kill me by just seeing me. And they wouldn't just try to kill me, they'd try to kill to Gerald and Robbie too, and they don't have the outrageous natural defense I have.

So we went to the center of Luvriosk, which was crowded, because of the high amount of people trying to log into the servers. "That's where you have to go, Meef," said Gerald. "But wouldn't these people try to kill me?," I asked. They told me they'd remain incognito in Luvriosk until I got back with people to support us in defeating this "big threat".

I was still a bit concerned, because you never know what weapons people can have, so I stole (yes, literally) some clothes and paint. And I made myself look as human as possible. It seemed to work, because nobody tried to kill me when I got out of my hiding. I looked at Gerald and Robbie, and they were signaling to me to keep going.

However, we arrived too late. The server thing got closed and I had to return to them. "The server got closed," I told them. They had a look of frustration. Gerald saw some place for us to hide, and Robbie gave us our food supply, which would last us 50 days. It was a bunch of potatoes, all bought in Luvriosk. Then I found a sign that said:
**THE CITY OF LUVRIOSK IS PERFECT**
I questioned its meaning, because if it was perfect, why would they kill something from outer space. And then I wondered, because "perfection" means all of them have to be from whatever this country was.

I tried to get on the server, but the city has a population of 1 338 337 people, a lot of the time trying to get into a server. But the thing is so crowded even days can pass on one line. It was very boring, and it happened for an entire week. I was beginning to get sick of it. Gerald said that the nearest other server point is at Rerkavy, but that is 886 km away. I didn't want to go to Rerkavy, because apparently, that place is told to be filled with crime, despite this being 1067.

"1067? That's the year?," I asked Gerald. "Yes," he replied. "You thought it was around 1910 right?." I know, I was wrong there, but don't complain, what else could I do? In my eighth attempt to get in the server, I actually made it, but then my disguise, made by Robbie, fell apart, and everyone else yelled: "MEEF THE COUNTRYBALL?!" And tried to shoot me. And I was wrong again.

As soon as they began shooting, they stopped. They new I was too resistant. Then they escaped. They escaped, and into their houses. They escaped from me, a hideous do-nothing creature. I stayed there, with grumpy eyes, and I logged into a server. It took a long time, but I made it. I registered as MeefAH, and I got into this server which seems to be populated. It was called Mineplex and it had 5670 people in.

I got in, and I saw a whole new world that I wish I could live in.